Fangs and WIngs: A Mixed Blood's Story

As he slept I paced the large room, naked and in too much mental, emotional and physical pain to sleep. My ass hurt with each step but it only fuled my aggression. I decided to take small amounts of coin each week, but only at random times such as just before he returned. There were a lot of maids to take the blame, as much as I disliked the idea of framing an innocent it was my only option. My next step would be to behave, act like I am fully broken and will do anything he tells me, even if I don't want to. I hated this plan but I had no option. It would be painful, terrible, and disgusting. I would hate it and it would make me feel dirty both outside and in, but I would do it, degrading myself to this disgusting but this is life and survival. Its never fun, its never easy and it sucks. It sucks and hurts and rips apart everything that you hold dear while it forces you onto the ground and kicks you till you bleed. That is the life I know, the one I knew was just a sweet lie, that you can stand up and smile when you look in the mirror, that you don't have to fight to live. My parents gave me so much, I became a dependent little pussy; a over grown baby who still was coddled by momma and daddy when he got picked on for his wings. I hated it almost as much as my own reflection. I hated the sounds I heard, the birds chirping, the snores of the wretched vampire near me, the sounds of the maids and butlers waking up and chattering, the wind in the trees. I hated the sun that rose above the green forest and blue mountain peaks, the colors of the bright morning, and the rainbow I saw in the sky. I wished only for darkness and thunder, a storm that would rage and howl as much as I wanted to. I was done with being happy, with showing joy. I was a hateful person, and I would survive no matter what.

When my new Master awoke I was laying beside him peacefully, looking innocent and serene as I feined sleep. He chuckled and held me close. I pretended to cuddle up to him as I heard the door open and a maid come in to restock the wood and sweep the fireplace. My Master told her to bring clothes for me and she did quickly. When I "woke up" I was alone in the room, with the clothes folded on the bed and a leather collar ontop of them. A note next to them said:

" My Dearest Andreas,

When you awaken please get dressed, and wear the collar as well. Then come down to the garden and join me for breakfast. If you fail to do these expect a punishment.

-Master"

I sigh and put on the collar and the shirt and pants. The shirt is dark red and made of fine silk, the pants are a skin tight black leather. I pull on the boots and they are tight, slightly heeled black leather. I look in the mirror, my body looks damn good like that. I comb my jaw length dark honey brown hair into a short ponytail. I go downstairs and out to the garden, looking every bit the dark fairy. My Master sits with his legs crossed on a white inrticate iron chair next to a table that has crepes and coffee and tea and fruit on it. i come to him, since we are alone I keep my eyes down and kneel infront of him. "Good morning Master."

"Why hello my beautiful pet, look up at me so I may see you." I meet his eyes and he chuckles happily "A broken man if I have ever seen one, but beautiful as a small child. You will be a wonderful slave. Now mia caro, sit and eat breakfast." I go and sit, eating the breakfast he gives me. The crepes are sweet but heavy and the coffee is weak. I just eat and drink without any comments. I already took some coin today, only three small silver pieces that he wouldn't notice and I hid them. He would never figure out where they where, even if he noticed they where missing. I hid them in a crook of a wall, a small crack that I hid with fairy magic. I finished eating and sat, waiting for my newest instructions. That day I was ordered to bathe my Master, follow him around, and kneel beside him as he sat and read a book. That night the sexual abuse continued but I was long past caring. It still hurt, but I didn't care. Each thrust got me closer to my freedom and my salvation. The next few days continued in this same pattern. I would sleep, dress, come to him, eat, follow, kneel, suck, and fuck as much as I was ordered. Each time I got the chance I stored small coins that could not be noticed away in my hiding place. One day I learned my Master was to go on a long journy. He would be gone for a week and I was to be left alone. The maids would do their jobs and feed me, and I was to occupy myself with reading, writing, or any hobby I wanted that would not remove me from the house and grounds. The day he left I spent my time in the library, reading old books on witchcraft, mythology, romance, and murder. I found one spell that would summon a Dark God, a spell that would bring him to me but it would cost me dearly, something important, my heart. To summon this God; a God called Erebus. In Greek mythology he was a god of Darkness and a consort of the Goddess Nyx. He was said to be the pure personification of absolute darkness, and ruler of a realm between Hell and our world, where the dead passed through before their eternal torment. I copied down the spell and made sure to double check what I would need:

-Silver pin

-Blood of the caster

-a Raven's feather

-The ashes of a Willow branch

-Rose water

-Dried Nightshade berries

- Died Wolves bane leaves

-Powdered Arsenic

-Silver Dagger

-Obsidian

I wrote what to do carefully, as not to screw up my summoning of what could very well be my back up plan for salvation.

1. With the ashes make a pentagram and set the rose water in the center.

2. mix the dried nightshade berries, wolve's bane leaves, and arsenic into a powder and mix it into the rose water.

3. Place the silver pin into the bowel.

4. Place the obsidian on the Raven's feather and ignite them both.

5. Take the silver dagger and slice your wrist and speak the chant. When the God appears you will offer him your blood to seal a deal between you both. Once the deal is sealed you two will be bound until the deal is completed. At the time of completion the God will claim his prize for his work.

The chant was easy enough but I still wrote it down to be safe

"Oh God of Darkness, hear my call! From the sulfury void, I call you forth! From the pits of Hell, I call you forth! From your palace of Darkness, I call you forth! Oh great and powerful Erebus I summon you! I offer my blood in exchange for my wish and promise to fulfill my end of the bargan once my wishes are fulfilled! I summon you now and here on this plane of existance and request your appearance!"

I roled up the paper and happened to find a raven's featherand a small obsidian rock as I walked outside that day. I also collected Nightshade berries and Wolve's bane leaves. I placed them in a leather pouch to dry and hide them away in my special place, along with my feather. I found a silver pin the next day, laying under the bed, and ordered rose water as a cologne. I put some of it in a glass vile and hid it away in the crack with everything else. I was close to having it all, and on top of that I had enough coin to buy at least one meal. Soon I would have more. That night I stole six gold coins, giving me enough money to hide for a day or two in a large village with an inn. I decided to keep saving though, just to make sure I have enough to keep myself hidden. I kept working on plans and once my Master returned and I earned his trust more, I asked for a silver dagger to keep on my person for when he was gone, concocting a story with the cook about a man breaking in while Master was gone and how the cook saved my life. The dagger was ordered imediatly and I got it quickly delivered. I had it all now, at least all I needed for the spell. I still needed a good bit of money. As I kept up with this disgusting work of fucking an ancient and decrepet vampire and acting like he was a wonderful person. I kept playing my role beautifully. As the weeks wore on, I kept stealing money and hiding it. Another night came where I learned that my Master was to leave again, this time for a week. I smiled ruefully. I counted my coins and had over two hundered, enough to survive until I find a job. I got out my ingrediants and pushed the furnature in the room out of the way and against the doors. I began my spell and ordered everything together and set up. I slit my wrist and summoned the Dark God Erebus. A large puff of smoke filled the room and I fell to my knees coughing as my eyes watered, my ribs hurt and my lungs burn. As the smoke began to clear I heard a deep rumble and looked up to see a man dressed in the blackest black leather. His boots where leather with steel, his pants where skin tight and showed his beautiful body, his shirt was a beautiful black and tight but open necked. His hair was to the center of his chest at it's longest point and pitch black with blue highlights. His eyes where gold and his skin paler than the moon. He was well muscled and beautiful, my heart reacted to him furriously. He looked down at me and smirked, his fangs longer than mine and his eyes seemed to sparkle maliciously.

"Well, well, well. What a beautiful fairy...with vampire in his blood? Hm...you smell delicious...what deal would you have me make with you?"