Chapter Two:
I regained my bearings slowly. Keeping my eyes close I listened to where I was. Voices. All around me I herd voices speaking, consoling with other one. Stringing my ears I tried to listen in on the conversations that where being spoke.
One woman was saying, "He will be with us in a moment now, her blood in flowing like flowing water. And the smell is intoxicating."
Then a man said, "Yes, her blood is potent is it not?"
Across the room, "Oh, stop your going to my fall…." then a laugh.
"he will be with us in only a short time now." amusement in the voice.
What are they talking about? then I remembered. The slow hunt I had, with the Drinker retreating-slowly- then the yelling with my parents. Last I remembered the Drinker that was following and him saying that I was going to be the one that brought the Blood Drinker alive. And that I was going to die. FUCK!!!! I was captured. My Dad was going kill me when he found me. Fuck.
Somewhere I herd a voice say, "Look, the sacrifice is awake."
Me. They were speaking of me.
Slowly I opened my eyes. Above my head, I was staring at a wall made of cement, stone blocks. I was in their den. Their safe haven.
Slower than my barrings I felt my personal state. I was light headed. I felt weak. Like I was being drained of my blood. I looked down my body.
I was chained.
My ankles, my wrists. And I was draining. They sliced my wrist.
And I was dieing.
My blood was going into this stand thing I was laying inside of the stand I was laying one. I was the sacrifice. For the Blood Drinkers' King.
Damnit.
From out of nowhere there was an energy source so strong, I screamed.
It came from below me.
I heard a howl, and painful howl go with the energy. The energy was like nothing I had ever felt before that I started to pass out again.
Before I went all the way under, something exploded from underneath me and erupted out of the platform I was laying.
My last thought was, it wasn't a platform I was laying, but instead a coffin.
Thornes' prov
I could hear her thoughts, remember her memories taste her blood. She was nothing like I have ever could heard, remembered, or tasted before. It was so good. Delicious. In all of my years, in all of the time I had walked this damnedable Earth I have never tasted anything like her.
In her memories she was loved and cherished, cared for and she never had anything lacking. She was praised. And the youngest. I knew she hated how her family treaded her. She thought she could take care of her self. I saw bits and pieces of her life running through my mind. I saw her grow up. I saw everything. I was her first kiss, I saw her losing her virgin when she knew that the boy that she lost it to didn't give a damn about her. I saw her kill him- her darkest secret. I saw her training. I saw that she was the best killer in her class, she excelled in everything. She was lithe. I saw her being kidnapped walking home.
I herd her thoughts as she wake up.
I heard my consuls conversations through her ears.
I felt her losing her ground on consciousness.
Then I woke up fully, my energy surging out of my body, bouncing off of the walls and right back to me, I was powerful, super powerful, and I made her pass out because of the forced and power behind my energy. When I awoke I was Bloodthirsty, a monster. Just like a new born Blood Drinker. I tore out of my coffin, and lashed onto her throat.
Her blood was better than when it was dripping into my mouth. This time I was pulling in my mouth with my fangs piercing into her skin. Her blood was magnificent.
But I didn't want to kill her. No, I wanted to savor her. Even with my bloodthirsty mind I knew that. I couldn't kill her. She was special.
Opening my eyes I saw everyone of my consuls look at me with happiness. With hope that I could savor our kind, keep them from dieing off one by one.
And I could. But not with her.
I lifted my fangs out of her throat slowly, not wanting to hurt her anymore than what was already done to her. I wanted to her survive. Every breath I took it just reminded me what I did and what I could have, I just had to stab my fangs back into her and suck.
In a choking voice, for I was fighting my blood thirst, and to anyone, "Get me another one. Now." looking around the room I saw that my consul members where shocked and looking at me with disbelief.
All my consul members where in there. Aryk, Roderick, Valhyntyhne, Akasha, Deonna, Syneria, Gabryehl and Vyktor.
Gabryehl spoke, "My Lord, that is your sacrifice, you must drain her dry. We got for you to kill her. Her Blood is strong, and potent, take her, finish her, you must."
"no, i will not take her blood, but instead i will keep her, get me another one. I don't care if you have to kill a whole village to get her, I want another." I growled out. Getting angier by the seconds.
Someone burst out of the room, going to follow my orders. Looking down at the girl in my lap, I looked at her face. She was beautiful, for a Wyher that is. She had dark brown hair, with a slight cruller to it, just like in her memories. Features where frail at a glace but looking closer she was beautiful. And her body was perfectly proportioned also. I was guessing she was 5'4, from her memories that is. Her clothes that she was warring on the woods were no longer on her body. She was warring a white silk nightgown. The death gown. The gown flowed off of her shoulders to her ankles but now it was up around her thighs. It had no sleeves, like a tank top. And it showed a little cleavage, for what ever reason. The fabric around her hips and breasts was crunched up with lighter fabric, showing nothing for the imagination. Normally he hated the 'Death Dress' but on her…..nope, I just had to think of another name for the dress.
She looked edible.
"My lord," some one said to my left. "Will this one do?"
No, I thought to the question, it will not do, ever….another would just be tolerated.
Out loud I answered with out looking up to see the other brought in, " Bring it over to me."
I could smell the blood of the new Wyher, but the blood smelled weak compared to the one's in my arms. But it would do. It would have to do, it just did.