Hey...sorry it took so long to update...a job, soccer and school really eat up the time...this chapter has some sorta non concentual stuffie...so ya...nothing too vivid...that'll probly be next chapter.
Jaden woke and felt exhausted, and for a moment, had no clue why. Then she shifted her body and felt another mass occupying her bed. Turning her head slightly, she found herself lying sprawled half across a man's chest. She closed her eyes and the first thought that came to mind was stupid!!! Which was followed closely by fucking shit!
James sighed in his sleep and tried pulling Jaden in closer. Oh no you don't, she thought, easing from underneath his arm, and moving as far away from him on the bed as she could get. Noticing him beginning to stir from the folds of sleep, Jaden quickly feinted that she was in a deep slumber, dead to all things around her. She felt James shift his weight then felt his breath on her face. He snorted softly and Jaden could almost picture the smirk on his lips. Then she felt his weight leave the bed, and Jaden waited, ears searching for the sound of his departure.
It wasn't until two hours later that Jaden was reawaken by someone hammering on the door. Irritably she yelled, "What?" across the room, in the general direction of the doorway.
The door opened to admit Vanessa. "Rise and shine beauty queen, you gotta get ready."
Jaden flinched and burrowed under the blankets when Vanessa threw the light switch, illuminating the whole room. "Get ready for what?" Jaden groaned when the other woman pulled the covers off her head.
"Master Tsar wants to see you," Jaden was informed, "He wants to see how you are adjusting." The woman swept the room with her eyes, and added, "Though it looks as if you've had no problems."
Jaden avoided the Vampire's pointed glance, blushing as the woman looked over the table with the knocked over lamp and the way Jaden's clothes were scattered all over the floor. The room practically reeked of sex, and Jaden was feeling all too aware of her nakedness under her sheets. Awkwardly, she eased out of bed, holding a sheet around her torso. Still not meeting Vanessa's eye, Jaden slipped into the bathroom and proceeded to scrub her skin until there was no trace of James left on it. After, she pulled on a bathrobe and returned into the main chamber of the suite.
Vanessa was sitting on the edge of the bare mattress; a woman dressed as a maid was just taking out the sheets. Smirking knowingly, Vanessa said, "I noticed there was blood on your sheets. I thought it a good idea to fetch new ones." Then faking a look of concern, she commented, "there was quite a bit of blood upon the covers, I do hope you are alright."
Jaden bristled slightly and icily replied, "I'm perfectly fine."
Vanessa smirked and muttered something like, "I'll bet you are." Getting to her feet, she went to Jaden's wardrobe and began rifling through until she found something she liked. This something was a shirt of red satin, which was low cut enough that when Jaden put it on, one could almost see the curve of the bottom of her breasts; and pleated charcoal grey skirt that barely reached her knees. With this she wore a pair of black stiletto boots, which covered most of her shins.
After surveying herself in the mirror, Jaden could see that she looked really good, in a seductive kind of way. "Why am I dressed up like this?" She asked, turning away from her reflection, "I saw Tsar last week, and he didn't care about what I was wearing."
Vanessa pulled a pair of earrings from a case that was on the dresser and said absentmindedly, "these are way too tacky," before continuing, "Tsar has an important guest here who would very much like to meet you. We want you making a good impression."
"Who am I meeting?" Jaden asked, warily.
"A Pure Blood named Liam Neskab. He is Tsar's superior in blood and therefore controls all our fates, so don't be a bitch, 'cause our lives could depend on it. Whatever he asks of you, do it. You don't want to piss off a Pure Blood," Vanessa advised.
"What's so special about a Pure Blood?" she asked, unsure if at the Academy she'd ever learned anything about Pure Blood Vampires.
Rolling her eyes, Vanessa replied, "Pure Blood Vampires are born Vampires. Its like how you were born half a Vampire, well, they were born completely Turned. Half Bloods are the next best thing to a Pure Blood, but in no way can one attain the prestige of one who is pure."
"Alright then," Jaden said, with an unconvinced nod. The whole prospect seemed all very feudal to her, but hey, Vampires had been around for a long time, why wouldn't' they have a class system?
Just then there was a knock at the door, and Andrew slipped into the room. "Vanessa, James sent me to bring the two of you to see Tsar." Nodding, Vanessa took Andrew's arm and strode out the door, leaving Jaden to follow behind.
Jaden had never been in Tsar's office, at least not in this compound. It was a wide room with mahogany and leather dominating the furniture. There was a great bay window that overlooked the city, just behind the desk. Looking around, Jaden saw Tsar standing in a way that could only be described as hovering, off to the side.
Sitting behind the desk was the most handsome man and Vampire Jaden had ever laid eyes on. He had black-brown hair that was worn short and spiked and he had piercing green eyes that entrapped her the second they met. Beside her, James cleared his throat loudly, snapping Jaden out of her stupor. "This is my student. Jaden," James said stiffly.
The Vampire at the desk smirked and said, "its lovely to meet another of James' Turns."
Out of the corner of her eye, she could have sworn that James clenched his jaw and became rigid. A little confused, Jaden replied, "Thank you." James nudged her slightly, and she hastily added, "Sir." Liam nodded, his eyes never leaving her face.
"How long since her Turn?" he asked the room in general.
"She's been with us for less than two months now, milord," Tsar answered humbly.
"Tell me girl," Liam said, rising to his feet, "how old are you?"
Jaden bowed her head slightly and said, "Yesterday was my nineteenth birthday. Sir" She tried very hard to keep her cheeks from burning as a memory of James' birthday surprise flashed through her head. Thankfully, at that moment, Liam had looked away from her to Ashmore.
"Nineteen," he said, almost mockingly, almost congratulatory, "a noble and fine age." The Vampire smiled. But this wasn't a warm, kind smile; it was cold and mocking.
"Yes sir, it is," Ashmore agreed stiffly.
The Pure Blood's hungry eyes returned once more to Jaden, sweeping a glance over her entire frame. Tsar awkwardly cleared his throat, saying, "With your leave my lord, there is business I must attend to."
Still inspecting Jaden's curves closely, Liam nodded, then he abruptly looked up and told all in the room, "Wait outside. I wish to better acquaint myself with our newest member. I shall call you back in when you are needed." Glancing at Tsar he told him he was free to go.
This is it, James thought as he turned to leave the room. He couldn't bear to look at the girl; neither could Ashmore it seemed. Andrew was completely clueless, but Vanessa, as she brushed past the younger woman, placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. Tsar paid no mind to anyone, he just swept down the hall, rounding a corner and passing out of sight. Lucky fuck, James thought as he watched his master's retreating back, there's no way in hell that that bastard would allow me to leave.
The solid door of the office was sound proof if a human wanted to eavesdrop, but a Vampire's hearing is stronger by at least a hundred fold. The four Vampires in the hall could hear everything going on within the room.
"Are you thirsty my dear?" The Pure Blood asked. He chuckled and there was a sound of a liquid being poured. There was a pause, then the man urged, "drink, drink, my child. I have only just fed, and therefore could not manage another mouthful."
Jaden muttered something that sounded suspiciously like, "for Vampires that sounds impossible." Thankfully for Jaden's sake, the Pure Blood thought it funny. Then, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking glass, and Jaden cried, "Oh! I'm so sorry sir!"
The man chuckled and replied to what would have probably been a panicked girl, "its nothing my dear. An accident; no more. Its obvious it slipped."
Unthinkingly, James raised a knuckle to his mouth and began to chew on it. It won't be long now, he thought, remembering past experiences.
"Here, you don't want to cut yourself," the man's voice drawled through the door. There were sounds of movement, then a gasp and a thud. "Are you alright, Jaden?" The Vampire's voice sounded neither concerned nor surprised.. "Here; let me help you."
There was a slight groan and then a sharp intake of breath. Then there was wordless babble; the kind of noise that a person makes when they have something over their mouth while they are attempting to speak.
"Sir?" Jaden wheezed, "What are you doing?" James closed his eyes, painful memories resurfacing as he heard the girl squeak in protest once more. There were then sounds of what could have been a scuffle, then there was a dull thud. The sound of ripping cloth proceeded the call of , "Get off me!" from Jaden, as she obviously was struggling under the weight of someone heavier. A male roar of pain penetrated the door, then the sound of someone shuffling along the floor before there was a cry, which escalated to a scream. This scream was obviously feminine. It was a wail of agony, which faded away into gasping, ragged breath. "Please sir," a pathetic female voice whisper, "don't!"
A very male, and very familiar chuckled emitted softly from the room, and James felt his blood turn cold with his fury. Looking around, trying to focus on something more than what he heard and pictured, he began watching those around him. Andrew was propped against the wall, looking untroubled and bored. That's because he's done this himself, James reflected coldly, fucking drug lords. Ashmore was slumped against the wall, staring dejectedly at the door. Vanessa was sitting on the floor, knees drawn up to her chest, resting her chin on them as she watched the door unblinkingly.
A moan escaped from the room, one of sorrow and misery. "Noooooo!" It was answered by a chuckled, then followed with a grunt and a scream.
The whole escapade went on for a fairly long time. The only sounds coming from the room were feral male groans and female whimpers and sobs of pain. James spent the whole time pacing outside the door, every noise bringing back vivid and horrible memories. It was all he could do to restrain himself from bursting into the room and ripping one of the Pure Blood's appendages off.
After the room had been quiet for a while, a voice called, "You may all come in again," from within.
When he walked in, James couldn't see his student. "Where is Jaden?" James asked, trying and succeeding remarkably well at keeping the fury and hostility out of his voice.
"Right here," Liam replied, pushing his chair to the right of the desk, gesturing to the floor.
James moved around the edge of the desk and saw his student curled up in the fetal position, eyes wide, staring at nothing. Her face was blank, but tear stains made it blotchy. Looking at Liam, James remarked stiffly, "she seems not to be well." Liam smirked, "Might I take her back to her rooms, where she may recuperate?" he continued with the same dead voice.
Sneering, the Pure Blood nodded. Vanessa also moved around the desk, pulling off her long overcoat. Together, she and James pulled the unresponsive girl to her feet, and James shielded her body from Liam with his back, as Vanessa covered her with the trench coat. James supported Jaden on one side, as Vanessa did on the other. Jaden half stumbled and was half dragged towards the door.
"Oh Vanessa," the Pure Blood called, as she was about to leave. "Please stay behind."
Vanessa gave James a glum look before turning back into the room. Half way down the hall, he heard a thump and a gasp and he had no doubt why Liam had wanted Vanessa to remain behind.
Awkwardly and very slowly, he, Ashmore and Andrew managed to get Jaden back to her rooms. They lay her on the bed, covered her with the blankets up to her chin, turned out the lights, and left her in a mostly catatonic state.
