Flashback
1565 in Italy
The months went by and Mia's stomach grew larger with every day. Antonio would look to his sister with a vicious glare, determined to find the father. She lay in bed rubbing her stomach gently and slowly. She smiled to herself as she felt something kick inside her; the child she would soon bring into the world.
Her happy place was disturbed by a darkness which came, a darkness that happened to be her brother. "Antonio" she said. He stood in the doorway to her chambers. "I will ask one more time. Who is the father to the bastard you're carrying inside you?" he asked in a cold tone.
She was scared of him and her fear strengthened him. She was grateful when her mother shooed him off. She loved her mother who was always defending her. Her father on the other end was on Antonio's side with this one. He would not have his family name mocked.
Antonio left the family house and walked through the dark of the night into the town. He found the house of Mia's friend, a girl who was close with his sister and not to mention that she adored him. He knocked on the front door and luckily she answered the call.
"Good evening, Antonio" she greeted with a curtsey.
"Hello, Joanna. You look stunning tonight" he complimented.
"Thank you. Do you need something?" she asked.
"Yes actually. I need the same of the father" he said. From the wide eyed look on her face it meant she knew what he was talking about; and possibly she knew who the father was.
"I can't say" she said and lowered her head.
"You should tell me or it will be more painful for you" he warned her. She closed the door on him and locked it as fast as she could. She too feared him now. When Antonio made a threat he lived up to it and followed on the promise.
He then walked over to the local tavern where he downed several beers. "Drowning your sorrows, mate?" a man asked him. Antonio turned to face the man who was not from around here by the looks of it. He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore a devilish smirk. "Not exactly. I'm looking for someone" Antonio said.
"And who might that be?" the stranger prodded
"The father to my sister's child" Antonio said.
"Looking to reunite the family?" the stranger asked.
"No, looking to kill him" Antonio spoke.
"What would you do if I told you I could help on the matter? But for something in return" stranger said.
"What?" Antonio asked.
"An eternity of servitude" stranger said.
The stranger brought Antonio outside away from the crowd of people indoors. Antonio watched as the stranger bit into his wrist and forced his wrist onto Antonio. He fed willingly. "This will make you stronger" stranger said. Antonio was done drinking the blood which oozed out. It tasted warm and like iron, an odd taste. "And this will make you dead" stranger said and within seconds he snapped Antonio's neck.
Antonio woke with a pain in his neck. "Feeling better?" stranger asked.
"What did you do to me, stranger?" Antonio asked.
"My name is Klaus...not stranger. And I've killed you" Klaus said.
"Am I in hell?" Antonio asked.
"No you're in transition. You need to drink more blood. How about a nice pretty girl?" Klaus suggested. And Antonio instantly thought of Joanna and how she deserved to be drunk from, perhaps he'd even kill her.
He returned to her house and knocked on the door. She answered again. "I'm sorry for earlier. I didn't mean to scare you" he apologised. The frown from her face left and she smiled at him. "Come outside and talk to me" he told her, and strangely she listened and did as told.
The second she stepped out the door, his mouth was at her neck; kissing at first but soon the kissing turned into nips and then bites. He bit down hard enough for her smooth skin to break and blood flowed through into his mouth. She fought him but he was stronger now, so much stronger and he drained her dry until her heart stopped.
"Wasn't that fun?" Klaus said.
Antonio returned home after his snack but he was still so hungry. He peeked into her room where she lay on her back not asleep yet. He walked slowly into her room and she turned her head to see him. He sat next to her on the bed. "Sister, who is the father of your child?" he asked in a kind, soothing voice. She was in a trancelike state and didn't think clearly as she answered. "It's Michael. He's the father" she told him.
"Thank you sister" he said before tucking her in and closing the door behind him as he left.
He felt different, on edge. Klaus told him his emotions would be heightened so his anger would become rage. He felt a lot of rage now on his way to Michael's house in the village. Luckily for him he didn't need to knock. Michael was outside staring at the night sky. Klaus had warned him about the sun. Antonio had to finish it before morning came. "Hello Michael" Antonio greeted. He wanted to get it done as quickly as possible.
Before Michael could run, Antonio had his hand on his throat; tight. Michael couldn't breathe. Antonio ripped into the boy's throat with his teeth viciously and the blood spilled out. The scent and taste was euphoric as he fed on the human boy. He didn't stop there.
Antonio ripped Michael apart limb from limb in a barbaric manner. Klaus watched his work from a distance. Antonio was so bloodthirsty that he even stopped to lick up the blood that poured out onto the leaves and dirt.
"You do have one hell of a talent" Klaus commented and came up behind the new ripper, someone he could use.
"And I'll use it to my best" Antonio said.
"But what now? Will I never see the sun again?" Antonio asked.
"Give me a few months and you'll again see the sunlight. Until then stay put and keep doing what you now do best" Klaus said.
End of flashback
Author's note:
sorry if the chapters seem a bit rushed. I'm trying to finish this story as soon as possible because the end bit is the best. And because I have others stories that need attention and because (spoiler alert) I have a sequel in mind for this story. To find out keep on reading and review!