Ah! Getting closer to the grand finale! I'm so excited (: I have the first four chapters of the sequel written, getting the story rolling, so I can finish The Vampire Game and publish the other one :)
Writing the sequel reminded me that there is, in fact, a song to this fic. The overall song to this fic is I Will Not Bow by Breaking Benjamin. There are other songs to the fic, but they're more specific and I shall post them in the last chapter of this story :) okay, cool? Cool.
I feel like this chapter is kind of short, so sorry. I added more to it, since originally it was going to stop at paragraph 5, but that would have been pathetic so I continued :) I hope you enjoy, though!
So, without further ado! :D
Eric P.O.V.
"So, Eric, what's your story?" the Princess asked as she walked beside me, twiddling one of her daggers in her right hand, spinning a silver ring on her left thumb. I didn't answer. We had been walking in silence since we left her friends and I didn't really want it to be broken, especially by my life story. She sighed.
"Okay then, I guess I'll go. Eric, I'm about 35, I think." She said. I stared at her, incredulous. She looked like a seventeen year old girl. She laughed softly. "Yeah, I know, and I've been a Princess for most of my life. You see, Eric, I'm an oddity, if you will, even among the vampires. I was born a full blooded vampire." She told me. I bit my lip. Why was she telling me this?
"It's a hard life…I almost got killed for what I was when I was five, but Mr. Crepsley, that orange haired guy, took me under his wing." She continued. "I traveled with a place called the Cirque du Freak for ten years. That's when I met Darren Shan and Steve Leonard." She said. I stared at her, gaping.
"You knew Steve when he was a human?" I gasped. She nodded. "Yeah…once upon a time, we were in love." She said quietly. My eyes widened. "No way…the Lord? Being in love?" I asked. She stared at me. "You think he's a monster, don't you?" she asked me. I nodded.
"Yeah, he's the one that made me what I was after all." I muttered. She shook her head. "He really isn't, he's just…heavily influenced. He's a puppet and soon," she said, cracking her fingers. "He'll have a new marionette."
"A puppet? Heavily influenced? I hate to prove you wrong Miss, but the Lord does what he wants, when he wants, and no one tells him what to do." I told her. She shook her head. "I wouldn't expect you to understand, Eric. But there are greater things in the universe, Destiny is one of them." She looked at me. "He's the one that has everything planned out. The Paths of Destiny are set in stone; the only thing that changes is the person who walks them." She said.
I furrowed my brows at her and started to slow my pace. We were almost to the city where we, the Lord's Royal Guard, were staying. "What do you mean?" I asked her. She shrugged. "Well, let's take Hitler and the Holocaust. If he didn't come to power, then someone else would have taken his place. It's un avoidable." She frowned and started glaring off into space. "Your Lord would know an awful lot about that." She muttered, putting her daggers away.
"About what?" a voice asked. She smiled and stopped walking. I turned to see a few Vampaneze walking up behind us. It was Gannen, flanked by R.V. and another Vampaneze who I didn't know too well.
"Hello, Gannen, it's been awhile." She said, turning around to face him. He nodded and gave her a small smile in return. "Yes, yes it has. Though, it is a shame that we had to meet again under these circumstances." He sighed.
"Its fine, I was on my way to speak with Steve anyways." She said. I stared at her, shocked. Why would she want to talk to Steve? "Is that so?" Gannen asked warily. Vanessa nodded. "Yeah, I have some information to go over with him." She said. Gannen raised a brow but said nothing.
"Okay, if that is all. Please, come with me. We will escort you." Gannen said. Vanessa nodded and started walking to Gannen. She paused and turned back to me. "Well, aren't you coming?" she asked me, her brow raised. I shook my head.
"I can't face my family…not like this." I said, looking down at my feet. R.V. started snickering. "Well, good news for you! They're dead so you won't have to!" he laughed. I looked up at him, anger boiling beneath my skin. "What?" I hissed, taking a step towards him.
"Steve let us all have a taste when you were gone…let's just say there wasn't enough to go around." He said before he started laughing manically. I was about to lunge for him when he stopped laughing and blood started gurgling from his mouth. I blinked.
R.V. looked down at his stomach to find a bloody ice pick of a 3 inch diameter in his stomach. He looked up at Vanessa, enraged. "You bitch!" He snarled. She raised her hand, which was palm out and fingers closed, and she pushed it closer to him. He screeched and fell to the ground and the ice went further into his stomach.
Gannen put a hand on her shoulder. "Vanessa…" he said softly. She dropped her hands and the ice turned to water. She crouched down to R.V.'s level and said, "You're lucky Gannen was here, because I'm not the same merciful person I used to be. Next time, I won't hesitate to kill you." She stood back up and turned to me.
"Come on, Eric. I have a proposal for you too." She said. Hesitatntly, I nodded and followed her as we made our way through the city, towards the empty sewers where our Lord was waiting.