The skin had long since been burned off of Kyries wrists and arms as well as her ankles. She wondered to herself how it was possible that it still burned even though she was certain that it the metal had bitten through to the bone but that was mostly to try and keep the pain under control.
Her surroundings were hazy but she felt cold stone against her back as she hung from the chains that suspended her off of the floor. Her bare feet barely hung above the floor and were no longer bound. She couldn't remember when she had been taken out of the wagon but surmised it had been a while or at least it felt that way.
A deep groan sounded from her left and she turned her head in that direction clanking her bonds as she did so. It was dark, even for a a seriously wounded vampire to see properly, even still she made out her son hanging next as she was. Given his height his chains were wrapped around his wrists and arms several times to lift him off the ground.
"Eric, a vic." She said simply. She watched as he attempted to lift his head in her direction only to have it fall back down again.
"Moder, I have...no strength left. I am...done." He said softly. His voice mirrored the way it was the night he had laid on his own funeral pyer waiting for death to come. Kyrie felt her insides drop out from her quickly making her head swim.
"You are strong a vic. Just hang on a bit longer. Everything will be fine." She replied her voice wavering a bit but still coming out strong.
"Kyrie there is nothing left in me. All I want some is the true death. The
pain...I can not..." Eric said with a slight whimper.
"Eric all will be as your mother has said. Now quiet." Godric said from somewhere in the darkness. Kyrie twisted her head around quickly trying to find her maker but only found an empty space. Eric quieted down and remained still.
Kyrie watched her son for a time before succumbing to a pain induced rest.
The pain ran up her arm and shoulder slamming into her head as she thudded to the ground. It wasn't her first abrupt awakening but it most certainly was painful. The silver dug deeper into her wounds causing her to scream out involuntarily. Rough hands grabbed her from both sides holding tightly under her arms.
Kyrie was dragged through whatever dungeon she had been in up a flight of stone steps. Her feet dragged up each one bumping against the next one forcing her to wince. The courtyard that she was brought into was large and open. Thousands of stone seats lined the upper walls but were all empty.
Her eyes fell to the torches that burned a path towards the woman who ordered them captured, her makers former mistress. The female stood behind a large bonfire that burned brightly against the darkness. Her flesh was stark white while her hair was raven black. It hung down long to her hips and swayed slightly as the flames licked at her tresses.
The dress she wore was the finest that Kyrie had ever seen. It was adorned with beads and jewels that started at the collar and went down the front reaching all the way down to the hem spreading out along the edge. It was off her shoulder dipping down low to her cleavage. Kyrie couldn't help but stare in awe at her grace and beauty. The way she held herself indicated her position as well as her age.
"Kyrie is it?" The woman said gently almost motherly. Kyrie was dropped unceremoniously at the womans feet. Her chains had been removed but the damage remained. She attempted to summon her energy to lift her head up to no avail. She had nothing left. As she lay on the ground she worried over her maker and progeny, what had become of them in anything...yet.
"I am Alypia." She said kneeling in front of Kyrie. Despite her pain and lack of energy she still felt ashamed of her appearance. Granted she hadn't been feral in some time the dresses she wore were still simple cloth tied off with a braided rope and her hair was normally knotted in more than one place sticking out messily.
Alypia lifted up Kyries head with her hands to meet her gaze. "I want to make it clear now child, I have no real qualms with you other than the fact that you exist. Other than the fact that you have been allowed to live for, let me see, over five hundred years now perhaps six, and my husband breathed his last centuries before you were born." Alypias features remained calm as did her voice but still Kyrie let out a shudder.
She moved her gaze to the side and soon hands grabbed Kyrie once again. She was lifted up at the same time that Alypia stood so the two kept the others gaze. With a smirk Alypia turned around and Kyrie was dragged behind her. She was brought around the bonfire to a large wooden stake that was stuck into the ground. The captors tied Kyire to it with silver chains again winding them tightly around her throat all the way down to her ankles. They finished by tying her hands behind her.
"Now Godric of Gaul you will see what your infidelity to your own kind has cost you. For the crime of murdering your own kind, escaping and hiding from the vampire authority your progenys will suffer first." Alypia said. Kyrie heard chains rustle a few feet away from her. She focused her eyes and saw Godric struggling against his chains. He bared his fangs and screamed out in anger. He appeared more feral than Kyrie had ever seen him. He looked like a monster.
Alypia walked over to the boy turned vampire and smirked down at him before kicking him in the face. Godric fell over flat on his back giving Alypia a perfect opportunity to further mock him. She straddled across him sitting on his stomach. She grabbed the chains around his chest pulling him up to her and began speaking to him. Kyrie couldn't hear what was being said but it didn't take long for Godric to begin hissing and growling at her like a wounded animal.
"You are pathetic. Every gift my husband gave you your have squandered to live your days like an animal, hiding in the dark and the filth. No longer. Your punishment begins tonight Godric of Gaul." Alypia said loud enough for everyone to hear. She threw Godric closer to Kyrie and he landed heavily on the ground kicking up dirt. His gaze quickly went to hers and his features softened.
"Kyrie, my Kyrie...forgive me my everything." He said huskily. Kyrie felt the tears fall down her cheeks in sticky rivulets. She opened her mouth to answer but couldn't summon the strength to say that she did, that she could never hold anything against her maker. Godric was her everything, she loved him more than her own life. Even facing the true death she would forgive him where ever it was she ended up.
Alypia stood over Godric grabbing him by the chains once again despite the fact that they burned her own hands. She dropped her fangs as she turned Godric around to face her. She sunk her teeth deep into his neck. No sooner did she she let out a shriek. Godric yelled as he knocked her over and brought his hands up to bring them down again. Alypia let out another shriek as her body bloated and exploded. Blood and entrails lay around Godric as he stood up covered in the womans innards.
Kyrie blinked a few times unsure of what exactly she had seen. Godric was covered from head to foot in blood. The only thing visible was the whites of his eyes as he turned around and fell to his knees. He began to wiggle free from the chains that had been loosened by Alypia herself as she had tossed him around. He tossed them aside and stood slowly.
In a flash he stood next to Kyrie pulling at the chains. A hooded figure approached them from behind. Godric jumped around his progeny growling protectively.
"Stand down Godric. You are in no position to start a fight with me. Pure dumb luck has struck you twice already in your lifetime, I don't believe it will struck again so soon after. I offer you freedom for you as well as your progenys as well as protection." The man said.
"Under what stipulation?" Godric asked warily his fangs still down.
"When the vampire authority summons you you will do as we tell you." The vampire stated.
"In your debt then for eternity." Godric said more to himself then to the other. Godric watched as Eric was dragged to him unbound and dropped at his feet. The vampire that approached him quickly freed Kyrie to lay her down gently as well.
"I suggest you leave this area to seek out ground. There is still some dark left if you care to hunt. There is a small village south of here. I suggest you feed there tomorrow." Godric gathered up his children in his arms and over his shoulders never taking his eyes off of the male. With out another word said Godric ran out of the courtyard seeking out the familiar shelter of the forest that surrounded them.