OCTAVIAN'S POINT OF VIEW:
I gazed at my nails, perfectly bored. My two friends were observing all the young ladies that were walking by and I had no wish to take part in it. "Charming." "Lovely." "Look at the size of those…" I sighed and faced the two gentlemen behind me. "Would you two kindly shut up?" I hissed exasperatingly. My good friend Arthur, Baron of, well, was once Baron of Brasov, laughed mockingly and slapped me on the back. "Now, Octavian! What has your mood so glum?"he asked with a smirk. His brown eyes twinkled down at me from beneath his black mask.
"But, seriously…look at the size of those…" "Henry!" I growled impatiently. Henry tore his soulless black eyes away from the ever so taunting ladies that were passing by and turned to me, surprised. "Did you see the size of those…?" Henry began, but Arthur soon interrupted him. "7 Hells! Who is that woman?" Henry and I spun around to see whom Arthur was talking about and I soon grinned when I recognized whom it was.
Cassidy. Her smile was wide and genuine as she danced in that lucky bastard's arms. A grim look crossed my face as Dracula lowered his lips down Cassidy's swan neck. The moan of pleasure I heard from her pink lips with my experienced ears did not ease my anger. "How does he do it?" Henry asked in wonder. I noticed the two of them had not pried their eyes away from my Cassidy, in fact, I found I could not as well.
"What a marvelous creature, she is." Arthur stated dreamily. "I agree. Look at the size of those…" I grabbed Henry's collar before he could finish and jerked him up to me so he was mere inches from my face. "You'd do well to not finish that observation of yours, Sir Henry." I breathed harshly. He nodded frantically in agreement as I sat him firmly back down. "Alright, alright! Don't get so sore!" He chimed.
"I'd say Octavian's got a thing for the little angel." Arthur declared proudly. He laughed heartily when I threw him a death glare. Henry began to laugh with him and I watched as their faces gradually turned red and their laughs turned into muffled gasps. "Well, Octavian! I'd say she's a better snatch than that last nightmare, Veronica!" Henry sputtered between laughs.
I hissed angrily. How dare he bring up Veronica! Veronica was my life! I met Veronica Towaway in Rome before I became a vampire. She was a pretty little thing with long blond hair, crystal blue eyes, full pouting lips, birthing hips, and quite an ample bosom. I closed my eyes, remembering the nights we spent making love, whispering of the life we wanted to share. I proposed to her. I gave her a ring made of pure gold and even added her to my will.
That's when I found out what she was. A murderer. She killed me. She stabbed me with my own sword the night of our honeymoon. How stupid I was to put her on my will. She took everything. Everything I had ever owned! I could almost remember the sickingly sweet words she had spoken to me after she had run me through: "Sorry, my dear, but your love could never have been enough for me."
That's when Arthur found me. He told me there was a better world out there that wouldn't end in betrayal and pain. And I wanted it! God, I had wanted it! He turned me into a creature. A creature of the night that drained the lives of people to give them their power. The change had been made…and it felt good.
I was snapped back to reality when Henry suddenly snorted with laughter. "Perhaps you should kill her before you make any serious arrangements!" Henry managed to spit out. Arthur grabbed onto him and they leaned into each other, hissing with more laughter. Anger slowly took over my senses as their pathetic idea of humor continued.
"Yes! Don't go putting her on your will now, Octavian…or what's left of it!" Arthur muttered. That was it! I rushed at them, pushing my arms out, and connectingmy hands to their chests. They flew back and hitthe wall with a loud thud and slid to the floor. "What do you find so amusing? The fact that I can't have that "little angel" back there or how my heart was ripped from my chest?" I shouted furiously. They studied me a moment or two before throwing their heads back and laughing some more.
My lips twitched with anger and I clenched my fists at my side to stop myself from killing them right now. "Neither, but what makes you think you cannot have that girl?" Arthur said with a snort, gesturing to little Cassidy. I frowned slightly. What did make me think I could not have her?
"You've always managed to obtain what you want, why stop now!" Henry declared. He's right. They are both absolutely right. I always get what I want…and I want Cassidy. I nodded slowly as a menacing grin broke upon my face. Cassidy would be mine. I will have her and she will enjoy it. I could bestow such pleasure upon her that she would beg me to torture her more!
I watched hungrily as Dracula kissed her hand and quietly excused himself for a moment. Perfect. Now was my moment to get Cassidy alone somewhere. I started into the crowd of dancers, practically feeling Cassidy squirming beneath me. My vision of her was suddenly blocked and I noticed Verona and Marishka standing in front of me. I groaned inwardly, but managed a tight smile and strict bow.
"Good evening, maladies." I purred generously as I kissed both of their small hands. "Good evening, Sir Octavian. How are you managing the Ball?" Verona asked, looping her arm through mine. Marishka grinned and did the same, the both of them leading me away from my destination. "Would you perhaps like to join us for a dance?" Marishka inquired seductively, running a hand down her hip suggestively.
My Devil, these woman will do anything to get in anyone's coffin. They began to advance on me, licking their red lips and purring. I almost rolled my eyes at this. If only Dracula knew what his Brides were always after…well, come to think about it, he probably doesn't care. I scanned the girls' bodies helplessly. How could any sane mansay no? I was about to grab them and lead them to where I resided, ravage them until they could take no more, then quickly send them on their way. But when I saw Cassidy sweep gracefully by me, heading towards the exit, I eagerly pushed those thoughts away.
Marishka's hands paused upon her body and her and Verona's eyes narrowed and followed Cassidy's form as she made her way to leave the ballroom. "Who is that?" Marishka asked stepping forward slightly. "I don't know. I do not recall seeing her at the Masque before." Verona replied, her lips pursing in thought. "Wait, Verona dear…isn't that your old mask that girl is wearing upon her face?" Marishka asked, greatly interested in Cassidy's retreating form.
As Marishka and Verona deciphered between themselves, hoping tocome to a conclusion of Cassidy's "mysterious" appearance, I slowly slipped away and followed Cassidy out the large doors. I stealthily kept my distance from her as she made her way down the hall. I smiled to myself. She will be mine.
CASSIDY'S POINT OF VIEW:
I eagerly left the ball, speed walking up the steps and practically running down the halls to tell Thomas of my little adventure. Oh! Dancing with the Count had been marvelous! I could still feel his icy hands running along my hips and his cold tongue trailing down my neck. Those small gestures could make me forget about Patricia...or sniveling little whore, as Dracula liked to call her. He instructed me to leave the Ball and wait in his chamber, for he would be up soon. I felt giddy at the thought.
As I made my way down the deserted hallways, I couldn't help but feel that someone was following me. I kept glancing over my shoulder, expecting to see someone behind me. Perhaps Thomas, but no! This presence felt cold. I turned back to where I was heading, speeding my walk up just a bit. My heart began to quicken as my footsteps began to echo harsher footfalls, like somebody was trying to catch up with me.
I broke into a run when I heard raspy breaths behind me. I glanced behind me again, but no one was there. I turned the corner and nearly cried out when I saw I had come to a dead end. The footsteps came closer and slowed. I shuddered and wrapped my arms around myself. The footsteps were so close and it was so dark! I felt it!
I felt that someone was right in front of me. Who was it? I shivered and immediately stopped breathing when I felt cold, raspy breaths tickling my neck. I stiffened when an icy finger trailed down my shoulder and down my back, just stopping where my hips curved.
"Cassidy…" the voice whispered and I whipped around to see Octavian grinning down at me. I barely suppressed my scream as I backed up against the wall, feeling the harshly carved bricks that had been paved with my trembling hands. Octavian took a few steps closer to me, blocking my way to the exit of this ungrateful dead-end.
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