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Meet the Ancients: Chapter 14

Magan laughed at them. "Well, I'm so glad to have unknowingly been a source of amusement for you. Do I get anything out of this?"

"Yes – you get Erik."

"I have him anyways," She teased, "Were the rest of them in on it too?"

"No. Alric and Elise felt it was beneath them – and Wolfram was convinced that you would return to him."

Oddvar suddenly became pensive. He appeared to be debating with himself. Finally he said to me, "Alric may have more knowledge of the type of bond you and Magan share – but he has never experienced one first hand like I have."

"Oddvar, is this knowledge about that damn 500 year old vow of yours? It is getting old. Have you not finished it yet?" Vala asked him.

"Yes, what I have to say is the whole reason for it,"

Magan questioned him, "What vow?"

"Let me tell you the reason why first. I met Silfa in 1522 when she was barely 16 years old. It was during our last separation as a group. She lived in what is now southwestern Germany, far on the outskirts of a town that no longer exists. She was an herbalist and claimed that the plants whispered their secrets to her just as they had to her mother and grandmother. I found her fascinating and made where she lived the center of the territory that I hunted in – although I never hunted close to where she lived. I saw her weekly – and since she lived alone I insisted that she take my blood on every occasion that we met. Usually I would spend two or three nights with her before I resumed hunting."

"This continued on for 31 years, when my sister's child Gawain joined me in 1553. I loved him as much as if he were my child instead of Birkita's. When he and Silfa met it was magical. They were instantly attracted to each other. I saw immediately that my time as her lover had ended and gave Gawain my territory. For myself, I took the area surrounding his so that I could further protect them from others like us. And also so that I was close enough to visit them every six weeks or so for a night or two. To me it was amazing how closely they were bound emotionally. It was as if what happened to one happened to the other."

"Our lifestyle had continued on like this for 14 years, when the Roman Inquisition entered the area. Silfa did not know about it until it was too late. She never know about the investigation, and thus in not showing up she was automatically suspected. Some of the townspeople accused her of witchcraft, claiming she had sold her soul to the devil in exchange for perpetual youth. Thanks to me she did not look older than 20 years."

"The day they seized her I knew immediately. I had never before felt her so scared. Thankfully there was a heavy thunderstorm that day – so I was able to get to Gawain before he rose for the night. He was frantic. We tracked her to where they had taken her and realized that they had bound her with heavy silver chains. I was not yet able to withstand silver – thus we had no ability to free her. We spent the rest of the night encouraging her. I stayed with Gawain during the day when they were torturing her – even in the sleep of death he could feel her pain and suffering. Every night was spent in support of her. At least she was spared being actually raped. Gawain had left bitemarks over her femoral artery and the guards were afraid they would lose their cocks if they stuck them in her. After three weeks, Gawain and I had to hunt. Neither of us wished to leave her long enough to hunt far afield – so we began hunting the townspeople. That made it worse for her when the bodies were found. In response they moved the trial date up. She was found guilty of witchcraft and deemed unable to repent due to her selling her soul to the Devil. She was sentenced to be burned at the stake."

"The day of her execution was sunny. We had to wait for dusk before we could head for her. I knew the moment they lit the fire under her. She was terrified and Gawain could no longer move - he was so attuned to her emotions. I was forced to leave him. It did not take long for me to get there. They had used silver to bind her to the post. She was badly burned, but still alive. I did the only thing I could do for her, I drew the knife my human father had given me and hurled it into her heart. She died instantly and I left before anyone could wonder who had killed her. I found Gawain where I left him – sobbing uncontrollably. I gathered him up and carried him to an underground lair far away that I had created a few hundred years earlier."

"He did not move for the next four weeks. I took him outside nightly and brought him food – but he refused to feed. I was beginning to think about contacting the others to help me, when one crystal clear night he fed voraciously. I had to leave and bring him more. I was elated, I thought he was recovering. He wanted to stay out late into the night and talk about her; I was so glad that I was willing to do just about anything he asked. As dawn approached we started to head back to the lair. Suddenly he ran in the opposite direction. I took off after him, knowing I could withstand the sun better than he could. He had gotten too much of a head start, I watched him burn as he ran from me. At the last moment he turned and said, "I loved her too much not to join her." and was gone."

"I could not stand the thought of returning to the lair and went to earth; I have never been there again in all these years. Birkita found me the following week and wanted to know what was going on. I told her the whole story and she began to scream at me. She was so sad, so furious, so desolate. She beat on me – I let her, I knew she could not injure me beyond my ability to regenerate. When she was done she left me there. I lay there until sunrise and went to earth again. When I arose at sundown I made a vow to destroy every member of the Inquisition I could find. From then on every chance I got I drained them. I know that some of them were turned, so I still hunt for them."

The Magister is in trouble if Oddvar finds out about him, I thought.

"I have not seen her since that night. In the last gathering of clans, Birkita did not show. I have heard through others that she is starting to process losing him. We have always been exceptionally close to those that we turn, and to those that are our brothers and sisters. She ad I were close once, I miss her – but I understand that her seeing me still hurts her. Some day I hope that we can again at least be friends. I do not know what else I could have done under the circumstances."

"Magan, you have to let Alric turn you as soon as possible. Even with our blood in you - you are too fragile. If you do not do it for yourself, at least do it for Erik and Wolfram."

Magan, I hope you are listening – do what you want for you. I felt her squeeze my hand.

Vala got up and addressed Oddvar, "We should be leaving. I am sure Elise is curious about why it is taking so long. And I am sure Erik and Magan have other things that they want to do, maybe continue what we interrupted." She looked at me, "We will see you and Magan on Monday night."

"We will walk you out," I told her as we stood up.

Oddvar took one of Magan's hands, "Please, tell me you will at least consider it?"

"I'll talk to Erik about it." She promised him.

We walked them upstairs to the back door. After they had left I looked over at Magan, "So?" Icould feel that she was uneasy.

"He's going to go to Wolf's place and work on getting him and Alric to talk to me about turning sooner rather than later. He feels very strongly about it."

She seemed worried. "You know that I want you to chose what you feel is best for you Lover?"

She leaned back against me and seemed to calm somewhat. "Well, I know that Wolf is going to agree with him; but then again he has been after me to turn for years now. I don't know what Alric will do, but most likely he will be of the same opinion you have." She paused, "He does have a point though. I don't want anything to happen to you just because I have a stupid accident."

I tilted her head up with my hand so that she was looking me in the eye. "I want you to promise me that you will wait at least a year. I do not want you rushing into anything."

I felt her relax against me. She seemed relieved, "Okay, I promise."

"Now that we have settled that, we ought to go enthrall the masses for another hour or so."

She nodded and we headed in the direction of the door into Fangtasia. "How hungry are you tonight?"

I paused, "I did not keep much of what I took from you last night, and I gave you more than I took tonight. True Blood does not really satisfy my hunger."

She interrupted by stating, "So you need to feed from at least one other person tonight."

"Yes – but two would be better." I replied as I opened the door for her. She looked through it, but did not go in. I looked at her questioningly as she pushed the door shut.

"Those two girls are still waiting inside. They are hoping that you will return alone so that they can approach you. They are too unsure to do so if I am there. Do you want them?"

"Are you asking me if I want them as just blood or as blood and sex?" I asked her with a smug grin.

She peered up at me and smiled, "Yes I am, we are going to be partners from now till one of us dies. I am offering you the choice tonight."

"Sex makes the blood taste better. Will you be joining us, My Lover?"

"I'll wait in the office then and go downstairs after you are already there."

I can not believe that I have found a human I do not need to hide my true nature from. It is such a huge turn on for me. With a wolfish smile on my lips I told her, "I will see you shortly then."

I bent down to kiss her, using my fangs to bite her lower lip – and began sucking on it. She groaned and pushed herself against me; I pulled her up against me as close as I could and dipped my head – grazing my fangs against her neck before resuming kissing her along her bare shoulder.

"Oh … yes … Erik … gods that feels good … don't stop … please, please … My Love … yes … yes …"

"Lover", I whispered in her ear as I reached under the skirt of her dress and raked my fingernails over her bare ass."

"Yes Erik", she managed to gasp out.

I scraped my fangs along the edge of her other ear; she shuddered in my arms. "I am going to finish what was interrupted earlier." I promised her.

"Please … yes …do it Erik … gods … do it now …" She begged me while she tried to unfasten my pants. I released her enough to allow her to, and continued my exploration of her neck and shoulders with lips and light nips; moving her around so that her back was against the door. I do not want any interruptions this time. When she freed me I lifted her and very slowly sheathed myself in her – she was more than ready for me.

As she squirmed to take more of me she whispered, "Faster."

"No", I smirked, "I want to draw this out."

"Please", she begged, "harder."

"Later ', I told her. And I almost staggered against the immense wave of urgency and lust that washed over me. I wish she was not so good at that. I tried to hold back and she increased those feelings until I no longer could. In one quick thrust I buried myself in her, withdrawing to do so again and again. Magan gasped and urged me on with cries and words and actions. I responded as she begged me, moving faster and harder.

I felt one of the hinges on the door start to give way and swiftly pivoted to push My Lover up against the wall instead. It would not be good for us to break the door down and land on the floor of Fangtasia right now. I could feel her pleasure building and building through our bond, pushing mine higher with hers.

When we reached our peak I bit into her shoulder. In my ear I heard her scream out my name for the second time tonight. I wanted to feed from her later, so I only took a taste from her. Then I healed her marks and lowered her to the floor. The look on her face was one of pure bliss.

"Lover, I had best go enthrall the vermin and snare my meals."