A/N: I have been doing some reading up on the books and apparently Godric spent a good portion of his existence being sexually attracted to children. Now with that said the rating is going to have to be bumped up on this. This will be the only chapter where there is violence against a child and it isn't graphic. I just thought it fair to give warning.
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The heart beat was what had beckoned her to the remote village. It had been somewhat out of the way but the sound, and smells, had been intoxicating.
Kyrie sat perched on a tree limb watching the young male below her as he struggled to keep his eyes open. He sat against the tree trunk with his hand on the hilt of his sword as his head nodded down.
Kyrie felt a smile cross her lips as he didn't make another movement. He had fallen asleep. There was nothing she enjoyed more than getting the drop on an unsuspecting human. He surprise and confusion coursed through their veins making it utterly delectable.
She lowered herself to the ground quickly landing softly upon the ground in front of the man. He started awake at the sound and looked up at her in surprise.
"Shouldn't you be keeping watch over your village?" She asked coyly. He sat up straighter shooting her a dirty look.
"Who are you girl? I've never seen you here before." He said as he woke up a bit more. Kyrie gave a small shrug and smiled sweetly.
"I am just passing through." She replied.
"Then if you're a traveler where is your pack or cart?" He asked coming to his feet.
"Is this how you normally treat people, with interrogation?" She asked feigning that she was offended. The art of deception was one other first that she had been taught as a baby vampire and, just as she had in her human life, she excelled in everything Godric taught her.
"There is sorry I am little one. There are beasts lurking about as of late. We have lost several of our kinsmen." He stated leaning against here tree. Kyrie gave a nod.
"Yes several of mine were also. slaughtered by a night creature." She stated.
"Oh, is that so. Where do you hail from?" He asked his voice taking on one of intrigue.
"North of here, inland." She said watching as he shifted his weight taking her in.
"You take me for a fool girl. There hasn't been a settlement up there for well over a hundred years." He replied.
Kyrie could wait no longer. With those words her hunger reached its peak. She knew she only had a few more moments before her fangs would make their presence known.
"Well I never said it was recently." She said and sure enough her fangs clicked down. She ran her tongue over them as the man pressed himself against the tree and let out a gasp. He fumbled at his sword but was too shocked to be able to grasp it.
Kyrie rushed forward placing one hand over his mouth and the other over he hilt of his sword. Her fangs sunk into the flesh of the human deeply allowing his blood to flow freely into her mouth. She ran her tongue over the two small puncture wounds deciding that it wasn't enough and bit him again. She clamped her bottom teeth down tearing at the flesh. She placed her mouth over the wound completely and took long drinks from him.
The man fought back the best way that he could for as long as he could but it was in vain. She had had over a century to build up her strength. Not that it mattered however. From her first night as a vampire she had been more powerful than any human could ever dream of being.
She felt his heart beat begin to slow as his body slumped against the tree. She knew it was time to let go. Another important lesson that had been imparted on her by her maker was never let the blood run cold. Stop before the heart did. There was no sense in drinking corpse blood. It would only weaken you. Kyrie removed her fangs and retracted them letting go of her meal. He thumped heavily to the ground already dead.
She ran off back towards the forest where she could already feel Godric calling her back to him. When she had first been turned they had hunted together. He showed her the easiest ways to track and acquire prey from her second night on as a vampire. Her first night was still a blur of confusion. No matter how much she attempted to recall it it simply wasn't there. The only thing she could remember was her sisters scream as she called out to her parents. That shriek and her words would not leave her no matter how hard she tried to rid herself of them.
She came to a small clearing by a river bed that bubbled lazily by. There hadn't been much rainfall lately and the water was on the verge of drying up. Even still it managed to amble along somewhat. The sound of the water was soothing as she sat next to her maker on a large rock. They sat shoulder to shoulder for a while in silence. Both of their fronts were stained with blood that had dripped down from their mouths but neither cared. It didn't matter. They were content for at least a few hours.
"Later on we can hunt together if you wish." Godric said in his usual soft manner. Kyrie nodded her head once. It never ceased to amaze her that such a ferocious creature could have such a quiet way about him. She had seen the many sides of him over time and his ability to snap from one facade to another never ceased to amaze her.
She brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She put her head down on her knees to rest for a moment and also to stare at the person next to her. The moonlight peeked in through the wooded area brightly giving them plenty of light. Not that it mattered. Even in the darkest of nights she was still able to see fairly well.
He was a curious person to take in. It was obvious to the most casual observer that the 'boy' was not from anywhere on the continent, regardless of which one they may travel too. It was more than that however for he was more than just a stranger in a strange land; he was from another time. The blue tattoos that adorned his body spoke of warriors and pride as well as the slave markings that had been forced upon him when he was sold.
Godric had never been one to delve into to much detail about his human life but he would answer some of the questions she asked him, even if the answers sometimes were cryptic or curt. Even still it had been enough to for her to be able to paint a rough picture of what his life had been like before he was turned. She could understand that most of the small details of his human life had probably slipped away from him as they were beginning to for her.
It had bothered her at first when she couldn't recall her mothers face or her fathers voice. As she traveled more and the world around her changed slightly over the years the smells of her where she had grown up left her. These were things she had thought that she would never forget if she had lived for a over a hundred years. She had relented on letting them go to remember the small things that she could. It was then that she was able to fully enjoy the new experiences that she had come across.
"It's fascinating that a person can be staring right at you yet see through you." Godric stated with his crooked smirk.
"I am still looking at you. I was just in thought is all." Kyrie replied.
"Anything interesting?" He pried gently.
"Many things." She stated watching the smirk falter from his lips into a slight pout.
"Fine, be that way." He said standing up bringing his gaze up to the sky.
"You are such a child." Kyrie mumbled more to herself than to her maker even though she knew that he had heard her.
She followed his gaze up and took in the night sky. It never ceased to amaze her how much she had missed when she was just a human. She could remember looking up at the darkness and taking in the small, bright dots that her father had told her were their ancestors in the great here after. After she had been turned however she had been able to see it for what it really was.
Beyond the darkness there was a vast world of sound and light. It was unlike where they were, things sped by and crashed together to burn brightly or fizzle out. Everything was constantly changing up in the sky beyond where they were and while it felt just slightly out of reach she knew it was farther than she could ever imagine.
Her feet went our from underneath her as she slid from the rock and into the water. She fell hard upon the sharp rocks in cutting herself in more than one spot. She looked up to the source of it.
"Godric!" She shouted angrily. "You incorrigible little nit!" His eyes never left hers as he watched her stand and brush herself off. "Why do you always do things like that to me?"
"It's fun." He replied simply.
"You're like an annoying little brother." She remarked as she climbed back onto the bank of the river.
"Ready to go?" He asked extending his hand out to her.
Parts of her clothing ranged from damp to sopping. She was dirty and upset. However the chance to hunt with her maker didn't come often these days. She was struck suddenly and smirked at him. She would accept it because she knew that he hadn't really wanted her to come along after all. She gave a nod placing her hand in his. If he was disappointed that she was joining him he didn't show it. His features remained the same as they always did.
The two headed off in a different direction from the one that Kyrie had come from. The area they were in was dotted with small settlements just outside of the forest. After a couple nights of eavesdropping and staking out the general territory they had come to learn that the people were all nomadic but that was where there similarities ended. The groups didn't communicate with each other outside of their own which made for fertile hunting grounds. They knew that eventually they would have to move on as either the humans did or they were found out but for now it was perfect.
The array of cultures was like a feast for the pair. So many different people from so many different backgrounds. It gave their blood such a unique flavor it was practically intoxicating. Godric brought up a hand to stop Kyrie as they came upon a settlement that hadn't been there the night before. As quick as shots the two made their way over to a tent. From the sounds inside Kyrie already knew where Godric had led her too.
In a very short amount of time Kyrie had learned something interesting about the boy vampire she accompanied; he enjoyed children. Not only did he enjoy feeding from them but he found endless pleasure in torturing them. At first it had perturbed her. She understood the need for food, that was a given, but to draw it out the way that he did...it had bothered her. It reminded her of the first night that she had met her maker, he had drawn it out to torture her by his own admittance.
On Godrics command she had tasted the blood of a child years before and in an instant all of her emotions on the subject whittled away. A child's blood wasn't tainted the way an adults was. It was sweet and smooth. It flowed more easily and pumped out more heartily. Granted children drained much faster than an adult but that was what made the experience all the better.
Kyrie watched Godric as his eyes relayed the message to move forward. They crept into the tent almost silently and walked amongst the small sleeping forms for a minute. There were six huddled together under a single blanket made of wool. They still had their traveling clothes on from where ever it was they came. Godric bent down to squat pushing the blanket down slightly. He placed his hand against a girls cheek smiling slightly down at her as her breaths came slow and regular.
Kyrie already knew that the girl was the one he intended to keep for the night. Gently he picked the girl up from the rest of the bunch to set her aside from the rest. Kyrie knelt down placing her hand against the small girls mouth that she had sat next to. She felt her fangs snap down as her hunger took over any sense of thought or reason. She sunk her teeth down quickly placing an arm across the little girl as she began to awaken.
Her eyes shot open instantly awakened from her slumber. Kyrie felt her try to struggle but it was to no avail. The fear in her blood made her simply drain the child more quickly. A few moments more and her heart had nearly stopped. Kyrie released her hold on her knowing that the girl was already gone by the time she had straightened herself back out. She licked at her lips relishing at the sweet taste that still lingered there.
Godric had already finished off with the two boys and watched her patiently as she drank from the last. After she was done the two stood up simultaneously running off into the night with their prize. Kyrie knew better than to try and interfere with the child. The girl was Godrics prey and when he was in a feral mood there was little she could have done to save the little girl, if she had wanted to
She sat some distance away watching as her elder held the girl to him as if she were his own. He pushed the girls dark hair away from the side of her face where it had matted as she slept and brought his lips down to hers biting down hard. Kyrie knew that his fangs would pierce through her flesh easily even before the girl woke and tried to scream.
Godric bit down harder on the child's mouth allowing the blood to well some before retracting his fangs. He ran his tongue over her wounds allowing her to scream out her agony into his mouth. If it weren't for the fact that this was a display Kyrie had seen before she may be been disturbed by it...maybe on some small level she still was. A fraction of what she had once called humanity beating against the raging demon she had become. Despite her minor awareness of this little voice in her that screamed at her and cried for its mother she remained stoic, uninterested on the outside.
She remained alert to the surrounding area for any sights or sounds that may indicate someone was approaching them. When Godric decided to indulge himself he completely lost himself in it and become unaware of his surroundings. He gave himself utterly to the moment and attempted to prolong it as much as he could.
She listened to him coo the child as he glamored her into silence and the illusion that everything he was going to do to her was for her own good, she must remain silent. It was then that Kyrie turned her back. Only once had she watched as Godric savaged a child for both its innocence and blood. It wasn't anything she intended to see again. She listened to the sounds of cloth rustling and the child's small whimpers as the vampire had his way with her. This was followed shortly after wards by feeding sounds and then nothing.
The night was quiet save for the nocturnal sounds of the forest. Kyrie was up standing again and walking away before Godric had time to rid them of the girls body. She knew it wouldn't take long for him to do it and even less time for him to catch up to her. She felt over done for the night. Perhaps she had fed too much or maybe it was the fact that she was tired after trying to hold back on how she truly felt. What ever the reason was she was grateful that in a few hours it would be time to rest.
She went to small opening in the ground that led to the cave they had found. It wasn't exactly a cave, a stone pocket underground that kept the light out was more like it but it was just big enough for two to lay down and rest. She sat down next to the crude fire pit they had dug out lighting it with a piece of flint she held onto. By the time Godric made his appearance the fire was glowing nicely.
They didn't necessarily need a fire, there was no need to cook or warm up but tonight she just needed it. The heat and the glow helped calm her feelings from enveloping her. It seemed to soothe down her humanity enough to placate it back to where ever it dwell ed inside of her.
"Is everything alright Kyrie?" Godric asked. Kyrie flicked her eyes up to her maker taking in his look of concern and nodded her head a few times before returning her eyes back to the glow. "Now you know you can not lie to me. I know that something is bothering you, I can feel it."
"I don't know what it is to be truthful. I just don't...feel right." She stated. "Something is wrong but I can't pinpoint exactly what that is." She replied.
"I tried to convince you not to come. I know you don't like my...preferences." He said.
"While we are on that subject; why do you?" She asked suddenly moving her eyes to him once more.
"Prefer children over adults?" He asked. "Their blood tastes better."
"I am not talking about their blood Godric." Kyrie said bluntly. Godric dropped his eyes down to the fire and remained quiet for a while.
"I don't know what it is, to be truthful." He replied.
"Well, have you been like this all along?" She asked when he said nothing else on the matter.
"I know what it's like to be small and helpless. I can understand what they are going through when I take them. It's in their eyes and their faces even after I glamor them. Maybe I am just imagining it because I want to see it there." He said deep in thought.
"Godric..." Kyrie began but stopped short when he glanced up at her from across the fire.
"Perhaps it is because I don't want to be alone and if I harm them in the same manner that I was then I won't be." He stated. His mouth was drawn down that made his entire face seem slack. The bright glow from the fire made his skin appear tanned and healthy, he looked like a miserable little boy.
Kyrie stood up to walk around the fire kneeling down next to him. "You most certainly are not alone. Not anymore at least and you won't ever be again if I can help it." She said placing wrapping her arms around his shoulders and rested her face against his neck. Godric patted her arms absently.
"We've been together for over a hundred years already. Most makers don't hang onto their progeny's for more than fifty yet I haven't released you yet." He stated.
"I would never forgive you if you did release me." She replied quickly. Godric turned his head slightly to look at her.
"There will come the day when I will have to and you must learn to live on your own." He said. Kyrie only shook her head and tightened her grip on him. "It will be alright my child, we will always be bound by blood regardless of where we go. I will always know if you are well and you will know if I am. We'll still have our connection. That will never change."
"I'm going to stay with you for forever." She said softly.
"Kyrie..." Godric said stopping short as she placed her lips firmly against his. She felt his body stiffen as his mouth clamped down to prevent from being kissed. She backed away from him quickly as if she had received an electric shock. The two stared at the other in silence as the wood in the fire popped and began to die down. "It will be dawn soon. We need to go to ground."
Kyrie remained on her haunches where she had remained for how long she wasn't sure. Godric stood to put out the fire in silence. He walked a few feet away from their small enclosure and began to dig in the ground. "Godric, I'm sorry. Please don't leave me alone during the day." She said finally standing.
He stayed quiet and simply dug further down into the dirt placing most of it aside and tossing rocks when he came across them. "Go to ground Kyrie." He said softly.
"But I..." She began only to flinch at his stinging words.
"As your maker I command you to go...to...ground." He flicked his eyes up to her. He appeared to be...annoyed. Or maybe it was hurt, she couldn't exactly tell but knew that he obviously wasn't happy about what had happened. She could see red brim her vision as he turned his attention back to the hole he was digging.
Kyrie hated crying. Before it had seemed like a nuisance when she was a human but now as a vampire it was just disgusting. Still she couldn't stop them from coming. She was certain her heart would pound out of her chest even though it remained still. Godric had never commanded her to do anything. He had let her make her own decisions through his guidance.
Her body turned on its own towards the small pocket in the ground that they had shared for the last few weeks and prepared herself for a lonely rest. In an instant she felt the familiar embrace of the elder vampire. "I am the one who is sorry." He whispered into her ear. "Please don't cry."
Kyrie rested her head against his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm jealous." She said trying to hold back the blood that ran down in rivulets down her cheeks. "That's what is wrong., I am. I am jealous of those pathetic little children you have sex with."
"Why is that?" He asked resting his face against her neck. Kyrie knew that if she were capable of it her face would have turned several shades of red. As it was she felt herself become slightly giddy over his question.
"I want to be with you." She said turning in his arms to face him. "You told me that I was your everything. I want that to be true Godric. I want it to be me who you make love to. I want nothing more than to hold you close to me and give myself to you...I want you to be my everything in every sense."
Godric studied her closely for a while. His eyes scanned over hers and moved down her face until he locked her gaze again . "I'll try. I can not promise you anything but I will try." He said. Kyrie nodded her head and led him to ground.