Yay! More of this story! Now the real story begins. Thanks to Evaline Silverveil for the help once more. Anywho... enjoy.
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Chapter 1
His fangs sunk into soft flesh, crimson liquid bathing his parched throat. The flavor of honey etched it's way into his thirst... The human under him soon withered as he drained the life out of her and he pulled back, standing tall, his body feeling refreshed, his thirst quenched. He looked back at his mistress who came out of the shadows of an alley way. She stood before him, the hatred he still felt for her from when this bitch killed his parents was still thundering inside his pained soul.
"Very good," she purred, stroking the boy's cheek with her fingertips. Her touch was cold and her nails were very sharp, almost leaving a small white mark on his already pale face.
"Thank you mistress." He said softly, bowing his head.
"Now, come along… You have many things to learn." She said, her voice returning to it's cold, heartless self. He nodded. His mistress had been teaching him how to be a proper vampire since he was turning 18 soon. He could only do as he was told… If he did not do as he was told, the pain would be worse than hell… She'd leave the teenager with only a string of life left. But of course, he could not die. He was already dead. So all it would do was leave him in agony until he regenerated. He followed his mistress, staying silently behind her like a shadow. His long hair flowed over his shoulders, covering his face slightly.
His mistress pulled a black hood over her head, concealing her long, flowing, pale blonde hair, and crimson eyes.
"First rule among our kind, humans cannot know what we are," she said.
"Yes mistress." The teenager muttered, nodding slightly. He covered his head with his own shaggy, brown, patched up, tattered cloak. It was not nearly as beautiful or majestic as Mistress's but, it would do. After all, he was only a servant. Not a pureblood vampire.
"Jasdevi? Are you listening?" the stern voice of his mistress snapped the boy named Jasdevi out of his thoughts.
"Y-yes mistress." He said softly.
"Good. Because this is important." She said with a solemn nod. "Creatures like us, burn in the sun, so we must stay covered and in shade, even in the hottest temperatures. Though it may not affect you as much, it would still, if you were to stay in the sun for too long, you may die or become brutally burned." Jasdevi nodded in understanding, pulling his cloak tighter around himself. "Another thing, though humans believe garlic ward off our kind, they don't, in fact they only help us track the humans better do to the strong scent, so if you scent garlic, then you know there is prey near by."
"Yes mistress." he replied, knowing that he was her main prey during the day if she became thirsty.
"Now see if you can track a human with your stronger senses." She commanded. Jasdevi nodded, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. The night air making it a tad easier. The scent of pork, and human flesh filled his nostrils. His golden eyes opened, turning crimson as he smelled the perfect prey. His fangs ached as the thirst began to take over. He breathed in more air as he trecked, quickly, but silently through the moonlit forest… he soon found the owner of the scent. A girl. A very young girl by the look of it. His blood thirst grew stronger… he wanted blood. He wanted sweet relief... But still, he felt the human side of him feel guilty...
"What are you waiting for?" The voice of his mistress hissed in his ear. He flinched slightly, moving forwards reluctantly. His nostrils flared as the scent grew stronger, his instincts thudded through him, adrenaline pumped faster, his heart rate quickened.
And then… He struck, he felt his sharp canines embed themselves in the girl's warm tan flesh. He distantly heard the girl cry out as he drained her of blood. The warm, delicious, thirst quenching liquid flooding into Jasdevi's system… Hungry...More… I need more! His thoughts screamed. He felt a hand on his shoulder, gently pulling him away from the girl.
"That's enough Jasdevi, we can't kill every human we prey upon." His mistress said. More! More! He thought, his eyes narrowing to slits. "You need to keep your urge down, out of roughs are of our species that their urge and hunger takes over, and they can no longer control who they are and they kill every living creature in sight. Eventually they are caught and burned on a stake…" Mistress warned. He nodded, though his thirst did not lessen. He needed more… "You will learn to control it better when you become stronger." Jasdevi fought back his hunger.
"Yes mistress." He breathed. He felt his mistress's arm latch around his and guide him away from the bleeding child, the scent of blood was driving his neurons crazy. She led him back to her castle, the place Jasdevi now called home.
She brought him inside and guided him to her throne room, where she sat atop of the golden lounge, the diamonds encrusted in the material gleaming devilishly.
"Come," she said. Her voice sounded hungry. Reluctantly, he came forward to stand in front of his mistress. She grabbed him by the shoulders, and pushed his neck to her fangs where she sank the jagged blades inside his vulnerable neck in the place where there were two puncture marks, which is where she always stole the teenagers blood from. Jasdevi took in a sharp intake of breath at the feeling of the vampire feeding on him. Even though she had made him a vampire, he was forever her prey. A servant always willing to give his mistress what she desired. In return, she gave him food, water, knowledge, a place to stay, and safety. That's all he could hope for now... This woman... she owned him. She had raised him and he was obligated to serve for eternity… Vampires lived for a very long time, hundreds of thousands of years…She was still young, and going to live a very long time, Jasdevi would serve her until his shorter half human life ended. And there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. It was his fate. And he accepted it. It was the only thing he knew. So it was easier to accept. He let out a small gasp when the woman's fangs released him.
"You're weak…" She hissed. He hung his head, a hand on his neck over the bite marks. "Go to your room, go to the corner and think about your miserable life," she spat drunkenly.
"Yes mistress." He murmured, bowing and walking walk to his small room. He felt small tears stream down his cheeks. His life was miserable indeed and it didn't help that mistress got drunk every time after drinking his blood. He walked into his small room and did as he was ordered. He sat in a dark corner, hugging his knees to his chest. At least she hadn't beaten him this time. At least he could go another day without a new scar on his body. He brought a pillow to his chest and buried his face into it, tears soaking the linen cloth of the stiff pillow. Something rubbed against his leg. He looked up slightly and saw his two familiars.
Every vampire had a familiar. His mistress for example, had a snake as her familiar. Jasdevi's were two cats who he had named Jasdero and Devitto. Cats were the weakest of the familiars but Jasdevi could honestly care less.
He smiled and ran his hands through their fur. Their soft, warm, comforting fur. The two tomcats purred and crushed themselves up against his side happily. He had summoned them when he was young and ever since then, they had been his emotional support. His only friends in this hell.
"Don't worry Jasdevi… We're here for you," The twin cats purred in reassurance, the blonde male rasping his sandpaper like tongue over the teenager's cheek. He nodded, stroking their fur gently.
"Thank you." He whispered softly. The black tom who Jasdevi called Devitto purred and rubbed himself up against him. "I'm sorry I couldn't take you outside today. Mistress wouldn't let me." He said apologetically.
"It's alright, we were quite content chasing the mice that we were supposed to kill yesterday," Devit replied with a smile.
"Dero and Devi had fun! hee hee!" Jasdero giggled, nuzzling against him.
"I'm glad." Jasdevi murmured.
"Did she hurt you?" Devit asked. He shook his head.
"Just the usual." The boy said softly, placing a hand over the puncture marks.
"Well, at least it's nothing worse, right?" Devit said trying to lighten the mood. He nodded, smiling slightly. Suddenly, his fangs began to ache. The thirst from earlier returning. Vampires never had the thirst for the blood of a familiar for their relief, so the cats were very calm when he got hungry. "Why don't you have some of those tablets?" Devit suggested. Jasdevi nodded, standing shakily and opening the drawer in the bedside table. He shakily pulled out a black box full of little crimson pills. He opened it, and plopped them right into his mouth, his fangs digging into the tablets, sustenance filled his jaws and dribbled down his throat. He put the box of blood tablets back into the drawer, licking remaining sustenance from his lips. He sat on his bed, his face in his hands. Jasdero and Devit hopped onto the bed on either side of him and nuzzled against him with purrs.
"Jasdevi looks tired. hee! Jasdevi should sleep!" Jasdero giggled softly.
"Yeah, remember what tomorrow is?" Devit said. Jasdevi nodded slowly. Tomorrow was his first clan meeting.
Once a month, the many vampires of the Noah Clan and some other important vampires gathered in the leader's mansion. It was more of a ball than a meeting really and Jasdevi had never been allowed to one. But now that he was older, his mistress was taking him along. They were allowed to bring their familiars of course, so if mistress let him, Jasdevi would bring his familiar so he wouldn't be so alone. Even though he had never met any other vampires, he knew that they would not treat him kindly. He was still half human after all. Not a pure vampire like the rest of them. In fact, some of them might prey on him and suck his blood from him. He hoped that his mistress would protect him from them and make sure he was safe. Or... at least keep the others from preying on him. One vampire drinking from him was enough.
He closed his eyes, praying nothing would go wrong, that he'd be safe from the other vampires... Jasdero and Devit curled up beside him, making him feel a bit better as he drifted off into oblivion.
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Jasdevi awoke, moonlight shining in his window. The moon was still low, meaning it was early and his mistress was not awake quite yet. He wondered whether he should fall back asleep, he felt the warmth of his familiars curled on each side of him and keeping him company. But he knew he couldn't. He had to get breakfast ready for his mistress and then get ready for the clan meeting.
Quickly he got out of bed and changed into his formal attire, and woke up his familiars gently. "Guys, it's morning," he murmured softly. Both groaned softly, opening their luminescent gold eyes. They stretched and stood, hopping off the bed. Sitting down and grooming each other. "I'll be in the kitchen," Jasdevi said softly, scratching them both behind the ears for a second and then heading towards the kitchen.
He walked into the large kitchen and pulled out ingredients, beginning to make breakfast for his mistress when she woke.
When he finished he put it on a fancy platter and set the table, getting a glass of water sitting by the plate like mistress always had, and he set the silverware to their proper areas. His own stomach growled slightly at the sight and smell of food. But he knew he couldn't eat until mistress allowed him to. For now, he sat at his end of the table and awaited his familiars which just ate leftovers and mice. Soon enough, his mistress came in, wearing one of her more fancy dresses. She glided gracefully towards her seat and sat down resting a cloth on her lap to avoid getting food on her dress, then taking her fork, she began to eat her breakfast. Jasdevi sat quietly, his head lowered slightly.
"Go eat, we have a big day ahead of us," she commanded.
"Yes mistress." Jasdevi muttered, standing and walking back to the kitchen to get himself some food. Then he returned to his seat and sat down in the uncomfortable, creaky chair, he learned not to be picky though. He dug his fork into the food and began eating it ravishingly. Jasdevi finished first, as always, so he could clear the table when his mistress was done. First he cleared his own plate and washed it, putting it back on the rack, and when he came back, his mistress was done, he cleared off the table and cleaned the dishes promptly. He then walked out to his mistress, who was waiting for him in the main hall.
"Very good," she praised and handed him a blood tablet. This was his prize for being a good boy. He took it and ate it, hating how this woman treated him like a dog. To his slight surprise, his mistress took out a black ribbon and tied his long hair up in a ponytail. He stayed steady while she did this. "There, now you look more proper. Now come this way," she said, motioning for him to follow her. He followed obediently, Jasdero and Devit catching up to him and trotting by his side happily, tails swaying.
Mistress brought him into her office and took a broach from the desk and pinned it to the lapel on his suit. "There, that shows others that they cannot prey upon you." She said.
"Thank you mistress." Jasdevi bowed slightly, feeling relieved that he would be safe.
"I can't have you being killed now can I?" She gave me a faint smile. He nodded. "Now, let's be off." He nodded and walked along side his mistress, Devitto and Jasdero in close pursuit. He wondered what the meeting would be like. Mistress always seemed to come back in high spirits every time she came home. Maybe it'd be exciting, maybe some of the other vampires would be nice! Could it be possible that he would meet another friend besides his familiars? For the first time in his life as a vampire, Jasdevi felt excited. Maybe they won't treat him like shit! "I can tell you're excited," the sound of Mistress's laugh interrupted his happy thoughts. Jasdevi blushed slightly for some reason, looking at the ground as he walked. "Answer me when I speak to you." She snapped.
"Y-yes mistress." He replied quickly, flinching slightly at her tone.
"Now when we get there, you stick close to me, you hear?" He nodded. "And don't do anything that may embarrass me. Understood?" Jasdevi nodded quickly in understanding, that meant just stay quiet and by her side the whole time.
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The large ballroom was filled to the brim with vampire aristocrats and nobles, talking, eating, or dancing. Jasdevi stood beside his mistress as she spoke to a vampire known as Tyki Mikk.
"Now who is this young half blood?" Tyki Mikk chuckled, gesturing to him.
"This is Jasdevi, my servant." his mistress replied.
"How much have you taught him?" He asked.
"Not much quite yet." She chuckled lightly. "He's still young after all."
"Indeed, he looks rather frail," He commented. Jasdevi lowered his gaze. 'Frail' was one of the things he didn't want to be. Being frail meant that he was easier prey for other vampires. But he guessed that's why he had the broach. "But, that could be fixed, he just needs some meat on his bones." Tyki's gaze fell upon Jasdero and Devit, who sat at Jasdevi's feet. "Are these his familiars?" He asked, glancing at the two cats.
"Yes. I'm afraid so." His mistress sighed.
"Weak, but what would you expect from a frail servant?" the older vampire shrugged. Jasdevi clenched his fists. He didn't like being called weak and this vampire was getting on his nerves. He kept his mouth shut, he didn't want himself or his familiars to be hurt. Suddenly, the large doors opened and the leader of the clan walked in. He was the most powerful vampire, known as the Millennium Earl. But what caught Jasdevi's attention was a young girl who walked beside him. She had long ebony hair, still pale skin, and a very long, crimson, strapless, curtain like dress. She was lovely. Jasdevi tugged on his mistress's sleeve.
"Mistress?" He asked softly.
"Hush, I'm having a conversation with someone." Mistress scolded. He lowered his head, his gaze finding the beautiful girl who stood beside the Millennium Earl. Her eyelashes were long and dark, her cheekbones perfect, with full, vulnerable lips. Who was she? She stood much too proudly to be a servant like himself, so she must have been a pure blood. Probably of high race. To Jasdevi's surprise and slight horror, the Millennium Earl came over to Tyki and his mistress, the girl close behind. Jasdevi made himself get closer to his Mistress, praying that the Earl didn't have the power to just suck down his blood. "Greetings Lord Millennium." His mistress greeted, with a respectful curtsy. Jasdevi bowed for the Earl trying to show him he was respectful and that there was no need to suck his blood.
"Hello," The Earl smiled slightly. "I'm so pleased the two of you could make it." He said, talking to Jasdevi's mistress and Tyki. The girl beside him, however, looked at Jasdevi curiously. Jasdevi lowered his gaze in a submission, like Mistress said, he didn't talk unless he was directly talked to. Tyki smiled slightly at the girl.
"And who is the lovely lady with you?" He asked politely.
"This is my daughter, Serena." The Earl introduced. So that's her name… Jasdevi thought. The girl named Serena curtseyed slightly.
"It's nice to meet you." She said in a soft, almost melodic voice. Jasdevi felt the urge to introduce himself but he knew his mistress would be furious if I spoke up, so he kept silent and looking at the ground. Jasdero and Devitto brushed their pelts up against Jasdevi with a purr, their slick tails wrapping around his leg. The purrs seemed to catch Serena's attention and she looked down at the two cats. "Are these your familiars?" She asked, her voice soft. Jasdevi nodded slightly, remaining silent. "They're cute," she said with a smile. He blinked in surprise, even Jasdero and Devit seemed to be surprised.
"Th-thank you…" Jasdevi stammered in surprise. She smiled.
"Can I pet them?" She asked. Jasdevi looked at the cats for a sign of approval, they nodded.
"Yes," Jasdevi said with a small smile. The twins stepped forwards to her and sat down in front of her. Serena kneeled down and stroked the cat's heads, scratching behind their ears. They purred and leaned into her touch, rubbing their cheeks against her palms. She stood up quickly when the Earl looked at her, obviously not wanting to be seen touching a half blood's familiars. He scolded her gently then turning his head back to Jasdevi's mistress and Tyki Mikk. Jasdevi gave her an apologetic look. She looked at him when none of the others were paying attention it's alright she mouthed. He nodded slightly, glancing at his mistress. She was still talking to the other two vampires, though Jasdevi could tell she was getting her thirst again, so he'd have to allow her to take some of his blood. He became frightened again. Even though he was used to it.
"Good day," Jasdevi's mistress said to both of them before walking off and pulling Jasdevi with her, his two familiars looked nervously at him but followed, they had never seen her take blood from their owner, but they knew she did it. She led him to a secluded area. Then she pulled him closer and sank her canines into the tender spot where she usually bit. Jasdevi wasn't the only half blood servant that had this happen to them, most masters and mistresses did this to their servants, so it was quite casual. Jasdevi let out a small whimper at the feeling, the feeling of his strength being drained. The agony rippled through his so called frail body. He hated his existence. He wanted everything to go back to normal, with his parents still alive. This was too much, she gave him everything he needed but love, happiness and support… She took that away from him. He fought back tears when his mistress pulled back.
Hot sticky crimson dribbled down the side of his cold neck, a dizzy weak feeling tugged at his insides, making him feel a bit nauseous. Jasdevi placed a hand to the side of his neck to staunch the blood flow. It made his hand feel slippery and hot, crimson droplets dripping from his palm. He was used to showing weakness in front of his mistress, so he was used to her reaction to his weakness. She sighed and wiped the blood away from his hand and neck, stopping the flow.
"Don't you dare show how weak you are in front of the others," she hissed. Jasdevi figured it was for her honor but the sound of her voice when she said it suggested it was for his own safety. He nodded, his hand falling to his side. He still felt dizzy but he pushed the feeling down and replaced it with fear which was normal for servants to show. He followed his mistress as she walked back into the crowd, his familiars close behind. The vampires seemed to smell his blood, driving them to drag their own servants away to drink from. At least he wasn't the only one. Others knew his pain... but none of them were as young as him… None of them had it done to him when they were as young as he had been. So, in a way... he was alone. None of the other servants knew that pain of losing everything at a young age... being forced to serve the one who took it all away from him… He kept his head down as he walked, going closer to his mistress when he saw some vampires gazes on him those vampires had no servants to drink from. At least he had the broach to keep them away. Only his mistress would ever drink from him. Well, at least he hoped that was the case. He hoped they wouldn't take him away from his mistress and kill him out of blood lust. His golden eyes found Serena sitting alone with a glass of crimson liquid in her hands. Most likely blood.
Unlike most vampires, she didn't have to learn how to hunt, she got fresh blood whenever she wanted it, or felt the urge. That was because she was the princess of the vampires seeing as she was the daughter to the king. She didn't look very happy as she looked at the blood. Jasdevi felt the urge to walk up to her and comfort her, but surely his mistress wouldn't allow it. He blushed slightly and looked away when Serena looked at him. The Earl walked up to his daughter, and they talked for a bit, then the Earl smiled and patted her on the head.
The Earl then walked over to Mistress. She looked at him and bowed slightly in respect. "We are in need of a new servant and I'm in understanding that you have many servants." The Earl spoke.
"Indeed I do Lord Millennium." Mistress replied.
"So, I would like to take one off your hands." He said.
"Which one?" She asked. The Earl pointed to Jasdevi. Both the teen and his mistress were caught off guard.
"We would like to take this one off your hands. He seems quite obedient and quiet." The Millennium Earl said. Jasdevi knew his mistress could not refuse. Besides the fact that it was the Earl, this was a great honor to her.
"Very well," she said. Would his familiars be separated from him? Jasdevi hoped not, they were his only joy in this world, he didn't want them to be separated from him. He glanced at his mistress before moving towards the Earl. She grabbed Jasdevi's shoulder gently. "Be good," she said softly, ruffling his hair gently, and then she pushed him towards the Earl. Jasdero and Devitto scrambled after Jasdevi, not wanting to be left behind. He gave his former mistress one last glance before being led away by the Millennium Earl. She had a bit of, sadness on her face, as if she hated to see him go. Then Jasdevi faced forward, his familiars keeping close. He was led to where Serena was still sitting, sipping blood. A nervous feeling erupted inside of him. What if he was tortured? What if the only reason the Earl wanted a new servant was for Jasdevi's blood? As if reading his thoughts, Jasdero and Devit rubbed against his legs reassuringly.
"Here's that servant you asked for sweet heart," The Earl purred to his daughter.
"Thank you Father," She said, giving him a small smile. Jasdevi looked at her in slight surprise. She had asked for him. But why? Did she want his blood too? Did she want his familiars? When the Millennium Earl walked away, she gave him a kind smile. "What's your name?" She asked.
"M-my name is Jasdevi," the male half blood stammered.
"That's a nice name." Serena said, making Jasdevi blush.
"Th-thank you… "He said softly. She nodded, drinking some more blood.
"Are you thirsty?" She asked.
"N-No mistress, I'm fine." He said softly.
"You sure?" Jasdevi nodded. "Alright," she said with a nod. "So, how old are you?"
"17... though I'll be 18 in a few days." He answered.
"I'm 17 too." She said with a smile. He smiled slightly and nodded. He had a feeling that he'd like having Serena as a mistress. She was kind and liked his familiars. He knew things would be different, things would be better. Serena smiled as a new song started playing in the ballroom. "I like this song." She said softly. Jasdevi felt himself smile and he nodded. "Oh, sit, you must be tired," she said, pulling out a chair. Jasdevi sat down hesitantly, not used to such kind treatment. Jasdero and Devit hopped up onto his lap, curling up together. "They're cute," she giggled with a smile looking at the twins.
"Thank you mistress." Jasdevi said timidly. The twins purred a thank you and curled up closer, yawning a bit. He stroked their heads gently, earning him more purrs from them.
"AND we talk too! hee hee" Jasdero giggled. Serena laughed lightly. She looked up slightly as a small bat landed on her shoulder.
"Is that you're familiar?" Jasdevi asked curiously. She nodded, petting the bat.
"This is Toraido." she replied. The bat named Toraido nuzzled against her cheek, folding his wings around himself. He peered at it curiously, it was very interesting. It's large ears swiveled around, listening to it's surroundings, hooked fingers on each wing made it so it could grab onto things. I looked up at Jasdevi and hissed softly. Jasdevi flinched back in surprise. Jasdero and Devitto's eyes opened, Devit licked his lips as he stared at the fuzzy creature that probably looked like prey to the twins. The young half blood pulled them back a bit.
"Down." He murmured his order, knowing how much trouble they'd get into if they attacked. They grumbled and sat down, their eyes staring at the prey item. Serena finished off her glass of blood, putting it down with a soft sigh.
"How did you become a half blood?" The question caught Jasdevi off guard and he looked down.
"My parents were murdered and I was made a vampire by my mistress..." He replied softly.
"Oh... That's awful." Serena said apologetically. Jasdevi only shrugged. The memories were still painful, haunting him when he slept. "I'm sorry for your loss."
"It's alright. I'm over it." He lied.
"If you say so." He looked over at her.
"W-would you like more blood, mistress?" Jasdevi asked.
"Oh! No thank you, I'm full," Serena said with a smile "but thank you for asking." He nodded, still trying to adjust to the kind treatment. "Here," she said handing him a case of something "take these, I can see your blood lust. That's an order." She said. Jasdevi took the case.
"Y-Yes mistress." He replied softly, opening the case. He took out smooth, ovular crimson tablets and popped them into his maw, he felt them pop like ticks being broken by a needle, when his teeth sank into them, sustenance flooded into his jaws and slid down his throat, seizing his thirst. He closed the case, savoring the remaining sustenance the blood tablets gave him. "Thank you Mistress." He murmured gratefully, feeling his dwindling strength return. She smiled, then noticed the deep puncture marks on his neck.
"What are those?" She asked gesturing to the punctures on his skin where his old mistress would drink.
"My old mistress drank from me there." Jasdevi replied.
"Oh…" She murmured, her crimson eyes staying on that spot, I noticed inside them was not wanting for blood, but more like pity.
"Have you never drank from anyone before, mistress?" He asked.
"No, and I don't plan to either," she said.
"May I ask why?" Jasdevi wondered curiously. He had never heard of a vampire not wanting to drink from someone.
"I find it very, animalistic, and the drinking and killing of the humans is what has gotten the name of our species classified as a monster," she explained. He looked at her in slight surprise. Perhaps she thought like this because her father kept her from hunting. "I've seen how it's done and Father has tried to get me to hunt as well, but I found it barbaric and refuse."
"I...I've never heard a vampire say that." Jasdevi murmured. She shrugged.
"Is it wrong?" She asked. He shook his head quickly.
"N-no mistress." He said. Jasdevi wondered how she'd react if she knew that his old mistress had trained him to drink blood from humans. "I-I don't like drinking the blood of a human myself…" He murmured, remembering how he felt before ambushing a little girl, not too long ago. Besides, he had always hated his former mistress for what she had done to him and his parents.
"Really?" She asked. Jasdevi nodded.
"It makes me feel... guilty..." He admitted softly. "Like a monster… I didn't like when my old mistress forced me to do it…" Serena gave him a sympathetic look.
"Well don't worry, I won't make you do it anymore." She assured him.
"Thank you," he said with a smile, giving her a real smile. The vampire princess smiled back, then stood suddenly and outstretched her hands to him.
"Dance with me." Serena giggled. Jasdevi blinked a few times "that's an order." She added. Jasdevi nodded and took her hands, he didn't know how to dance. What if he stepped on her feet? What if he disappointed her? She pulled him onto the dance floor and positioned his hands for what seemed to be a waltz. "Just follow my movements." She whispered as if she knew he couldn't dance. Then again, servants weren't taught how to dance.
Jasdevi nodded gratefully, letting out a sigh of relief. She began to move, no, glide around the dance floor, leading Jasdevi in a slow waltz. He stepped carefully, looking at the others who danced, and mimicking them, making sure not to step on her feet or make a wrong move. After a while, he got the hang of it, moving little more smoothly now. He noticed that the other vampires were looking at him and Serena. It made him nervous, but Serena didn't seem to care in the slightest. She seemed to be having fun, even going as far as to lean her head on his chest as they danced. He didn't know why, but his heart seemed to flutter with joy as she lay her head there. He even felt himself smile. This felt like heaven to him. Like nothing could possibly go wrong. Though he knew everything could very possibly go wrong, but for now, he was safe. He was content. Finally, the music stopped and ended his blissful moment. Serena pulled back and smiled, folding her hands in front of her.
"You're a good dancer." She commented.
"As are you," Jasdevi said with a grin. She giggled, taking his hand and pulling him back to where their familiars waited. The twins were still eyeing the bat with temptation, tails flickering. Jasdevi walked up to his two cats, stroking their heads to distract them from Toraido. They purred and leaned into Jasdevi's grasp, rubbing against him happily. Serena outstretched her hand and Toraido flew to rest on her finger, nipping it playfully, probably relieved that she was there to protect him from the hungry cats. Jasdevi made a mental note to feed Jasdero and Devit later.
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Jasdevi followed the Millennium Earl through the dark halls of his large castle to the servants quarters. A cold feeling ran down his spine, even his familiars were uneasy, it was dark and dank, the cobblestone hallways smelled musty and damp... He was led to a medium sized wooden door. Jasdero and Devit moved a bit closer to him. He felt their warm furry pelts brush against his leg as the Earl opened the door into a dimly lit room. It wasn't as musty and damp in here at all, in fact it was somewhat decent, though the blankets were stiff and Jasdevi could feel the springs on the mattress of the bed he lied on when the Earl left the room. It was different. Less comfortable. But, now it was home. His familiars hopped onto the bed with him, curling up on either side. Jasdevi smiled, feeling more comfortable with them there. At least he wasn't alone... He sat up, looking out the window, where the first rays of sunlight could be seen. He liked to watch the sun come up before he slept... because he missed it. Jasdevi missed the sun. Missed it's warmth and light. He missed feeling the bright, warm rays against his skin when he used to play outside with his old toys back when his parents were alive. He missed the sounds of birdsong and the various animals he would see when his mother took him on a walk every morning. He missed feeling the sun warmed water of the shallow streams against his toes, and the little tadpoles which swam about around his feet as he used to cool down. He longed for the sun, for all the things he had before that fateful night. He sighed, lying back down and closed his eyes, he wished everything was normal the way it had been. Though he still wanted his familiars with him. Even as a human he had never had many friends, always being different from the others due to his strange appearance. But, he never really cared, his parents had loved him to death and they died defending him…
Jasdevi shook his head from those thoughts, and tried to fall asleep. Like every night, he hoped that his sleep wouldn't be plagued by nightmares of his parent's demise. But then a new thought corrupted his many savage memories. Serena… He felt himself smile as he thought of dancing with her. The feeling he got from it... His heart fluttered in his chest. What was this feeling? He felt as if he should know what it was called... but it was foreign to him. Though it was different… He liked the feeling… No… He loved this feeling… This girl, this princess was just so wonderful, kind, beautiful, and just so selfless... She was probably the only vampire he would ever meet who thought drinking blood was monstrous. Where most vampires were devils... she, she was an angel… Perfect in every way shape or form… He couldn't help but feel very… Attracted to her. He closed his eyes, not feeling afraid for the first time in years. He felt sleep latch itself onto his body and slowly, he drifted away, beautiful thoughts buzzed around his head.
He awoke the next morning to a knock at his door. His golden eyes opened slowly as he sat up and looked at the door.
"C-come in," he stammered nervously as he watched the door. The door opened and a servant walked in. He was a fairly short boy, with short white hair and grey eyes. Over his left eye was a strange red scar.
"Mistress has requested you," he said softly, his voice calm. Jasdevi nodded and stood. "Your new uniform is in the wardrobe." The boy said. Jasdevi noticed puncture marks on the boy's neck. Was he a half blood like himself? Jasdevi nodded.
"Could you bring m-me to her then?" He asked nervously. The boy nodded.
"I'll wait outside while you get dressed." He said, stepping out. Jasdevi nodded and got out of bed, careful not to sit on, or disturb his familiars as he stood up and opened a chestnut colored wardrobe and picked out what he assumed was the servants attire and began to dress in it. He was dressed like a butler now. It was a strange feeling, wearing these somewhat fancy clothes. He brushed out his hair in front of a mirror with a standard brush that he found on the dresser. Jasdevi looked back at his familiars. It was better not to wake them, to let them sleep. So he walked out to meet the white haired boy. "She's this way," he said, guiding Jasdevi through the halls, standing tall and straight, like a walking statue, seemingly unfazed by the eerie surroundings.
"Are...are you a half blood too?" Jasdevi asked timidly.
"Yes." Was all he said. "I am Lord Millennium's personal servant." he added after a few moments of silence.
"May I ask what your name is?" Jasdevi asked softly, unsure why he was so curious. Perhaps it was because this boy looked so young…
"Yes. My name is Allen." He said with a pause "Allen Walker." As if knowing what Jasdevi was going to ask next, the servant named Allen then said, "I'm 15. I've been Lord Millennium's servant ever since I was 6." Jasdevi nodded. "Now, what's your name?" Allen Walker asked.
"Jasdevi." He replied.
"You're 18 right?" He asked.
"I'll be 18 day after tomorrow." Jasdevi said.
"Were those two cats your familiars?" Allen asked softly. Jasdevi nodded.
"Ya," he replied with a small smile.
"You're lucky. My familiar isn't even a real animal." The whitette sighed.
"What is it then?" Jasdevi asked curiously. A golden object fluttered out of Allen's pocket and landed on his shoulder. It looked like a golden ball with a cross on its face. It had large golden, feathery wings and a long tail that ended in a swirl, as well as small horns and four small feet.
"This is Timcampy." Allen said, petting the small golden ball.
"Timcampy is very unique…" Jasdevi murmured, looking at it in awe, he'd never seen one in his entire life. Allen smiled slightly.
"Thank you. Master told me he was something called a golem, though I'm not entirely sure what it means." He sighed.
"He's very cool," Jasdevi said as he peered closer at the golem. Allen smiled.
"We're here." he said suddenly, stopping in front of a very ornate door.
"Thank you Allen," Jasdevi said gratefully giving him a smile, then knocking on the door.
"Come in." Serena's melodic voice called from inside.
"If you have any questions, I'll be happy to answer." Allen said with a small bow and left, Timcampy still on his shoulder. Jasdevi stepped through the door and bowed when he came in sight of Serena. She was sitting in bed, a book in one hand, the other hand gently stroking Toraido's head. At a closer glance, Jasdevi saw that her bed was more like a coffin with sheets, blankets, and pillows inside. Though it looked very comfortable.
Serena smiled and waved at Jasdevi. "Could you close the door behind you?" She asked. He nodded and closed the door as he walked in.
"You asked for me?" He asked softly. Serena nodded, placing down her book.
"I thought it'd be a good idea if I showed you around the castle." She smiled. "It's a very big castle after all."
"Alright." Jasdevi said with the dip of his head. She stood, Toraido fluttering onto her shoulder. She walked up to him.
"Follow me then." Serena said kindly. Jasdevi nodded, and followed her out of the room, holding his hands in front of him to avoid nervous fidgeting. She led him through the many dark halls of the castle, showing him every room. He didn't know if he'd ever remember, it was just so large and there were so many winding hallways. "I know it's confusing, but you'll get used to it. I'm sure Allen will help you if you ask him. He's very nice." Serena explained.
"Okay, thanks. I hope I can remember this…" Jasdevi said with a sigh.
"It's alright. You will." She assured him. "It took me a while to remember everything when I was little." She mused. He felt relieved that it wasn't just him finding all this difficult to comprehend. Suddenly, Timcampy flew in front of us, carrying something in its mouth.
"Tim! Come back, that's important!" Allen's desperate voice cried. Jasdevi shot out a hand when the golem went by, and grasped it's tail in his fist, pulling the golden creature into his palm and captivating the white haired male's familiar. Allen ran up, panting. "Thanks," He panted, taking what Tim had in its mouth. "Master would have had my head if I lost this." Jasdevi dipped his head, Serena peered at him with wide eyes, surprised at how fast his hand had latched onto the creature. Tim wriggled out of Jasdevi's hand, landing on Allen's head. The whitette glared at it. "I'm mad at you right now. Don't even try to be cute." He muttered. "Thanks again, Jasdevi." Allen smiled at him, before walking away. Jasdevi chuckled.
"Wow, you're very quick," Serena breathed, a look of being impressed showed on her beautiful face. Jasdevi blushed slightly.
"Thank you, mistress." He said timidly. She gave him a smile.
"Have you always been that quick?" She asked curiously as she lead him down the hallway. He shrugged.
"I-I think. I wasn't really to athletic as a child though..." He replied.
"So probably after you've turned then?" She offered.
"Probably." Jasdevi pondered. She nodded.
"This is the kitchen," she said pointing to another room, delicious scents wafting from the door. He looked at the extravagant kitchen, mentally comparing it to the kitchen in his old mistress's home. There were already cooks, maybe he wouldn't have to cook like he had used to. "Here, I'll introduce you to the cooks." Serena smiled, taking his hand and pulling him inside.
"Alright," Jasdevi said with a nod. She walked in with him.
"This is Jerry," Serena introduced a dark male with long corn row style hair that reached past his shoulders, he looked very friendly and enthusiastic.
"Well hello there, aren't you cute?" He chuckled. Jasdevi didn't really know how to respond to that…
"H-hi," he managed, through his confusion, wondering if this man was aware that Jasdevi was in fact male. "I'm Jasdevi," he introduced.
"It's a pleasure to meet ya." Jerry smiled, then went back to his cooking. A small girl wearing a maid uniform walked up to retrieve a plate of food. She had short teal hair tied up into short pigtails and very pale skin.
"This is Mimi." Serena introduced the girl who looked up.
"H-hi," she stammered, her cheeks flushing pink. Jasdevi smiled at her.
"Hi." he replied. "I'm Jasdevi," he introduced. Her cheeks became a deeper red. A small smile grew on her face, and she waved. Then she hurried off with the plate of food, probably to the dining room.
"Mimi is my mother's personal servant." Serena explained.
"Oh, so each member of the family has personal servants?" She nodded.
"Well, I didn't cause I refused to bite anyone. But now I have you." She smiled. Jasdevi felt himself smile a bit, a happy feeling aroused in his chest. "Anyway, there are other rooms. C'mon." She giggled.
"Okay," Jasdevi said with a smile I bet there are a lot of other rooms… he thought. She took his hand and led him through the rest of the castle. He felt his heart pound in his chest as a deep blush crossed his face. This new emotion confused him greatly. Why did this girl make him feel so... carefree, happy, protected. Was it because she was kind to him? Was it because she was giving him something his mistress never gave him. Affection? She was treating him, not like a servant, but like a friend. Like a being with feelings. He liked that… It made him feel like he was actually a living creature that was able to have feelings. Instead of being afraid of punishment or death. He sighed softly with a smile. He was safe, so were his familiars... At least, he hoped they were. There was also the matter of the Millennium Earl, who he assumed was more than capable of punishing him. But, if he stayed good, then maybe he'd stay safe.
...
He was cleaning in the study, Jasdero and Devit snoozing on the arm chair behind him. He wiped dust away with a cloth that Serena had given him and he organized books and papers. So far, he had avoided being punished. He had followed orders and been good. The best part was, nobody drank from him and he was able to get blood tablets for payment, which was quite good giving his circumstance of powerful blood lust. He looked up as the door opened and Mimi walked in, carrying a large stack of books. She was obviously struggling to hold it.
"Need some help?" Jasdevi offered, taking half the stack from her arms.
"Oh! Um... uh.. Th-thank you." She stammered, blushing.
"Where should I put these?" He asked.
"Um... on their respective shelves." Mimi said timidly. Jasdevi nodded and began to organize the books onto their shelves. The short female sorted her own pile of books, glancing over at Jasdevi once and a while. He payed attention to his own assortments, catching her staring at him every once and a while. Even the twins were watching Mimi with curiosity as she stared at Jasdevi. He finished first, making sure all of them were in their proper places. Then he continued to do his original job "thank you…" Mimi murmured her cheeks flushing pink when their eyes met.
"No problem." Jasdevi smiled. "Happy to help." She smiled, and exited the room, a sort of dazed look on her face. "What's up with her?" He wondered.
"Looks like somebody likes you" Devit mused with a smirk as he stretched out on the soft warm cushion.
"Likes me?" Jasdevi asked. "What do you mean?"
"She has a crush on you. hee hee!" Jasdero giggled, resting his head on his paws.
"But I'm too sexy for her," Jasdevi teased with a laugh. The twins both laughed in unison, curling up together. He walked up to them and stroked their soft heads and scratched behind their ears. They purred, nuzzling against his hands. He chuckled and continued scratching behind their ears and stroking them happily. Jasdero licked his fingers, purring.
"You have noo idea how good this feels," Devitto purred, leaning into his palm. Jasdevi smiled, then went back to his work.
"Hi Jasdevi!" The voice of Serena interrupted him. He looked back, pausing in his cleaning.
"Hello mistress." He greeted with a small bow.
"Here, for your hard work," she said with a smile, handing him a glass filled halfway with some sort of crimson liquid. He took it, surprised. She was giving him blood. Not blood tablets... but pure blood.
"Th-thank you mistress!" He said with a grin, bringing his lips to the glass gratefully. The crimson liquid wet his parched throat, fulfilling his thirst.
"It's nothing, you needed it," she purred, squeezing Jasdevi's shoulder gently. He finished the blood and smiled at his mistress. "You've done a great job in here, it's cleaner than it has been in years." She said. Jasdevi bowed slightly as a thank you. She laughed and walked over to the twins, petting them gently and scratching under their chins and behind their ears. They purred, nuzzling against her. Toraido seemed to pout slightly, nipping her ear gently. Devitto looked up at Toraido with a smirk, both of them nuzzling into her palms. The bat hissed at the cats, glaring. They chuckled and purred. "Don't be mean Toraido." Serena scolded gently. Toraido seemed to pout, still glaring slightly at Jasdevi's familiars. The two cats hopped off of the armchair, nuzzling against Jasdevi's legs. Jasdevi felt himself smile, licking the sweet blood from his lips. "Would you like to take a break?" Serena asked.
"No, it's alright," Jasdevi said in attempt to prove himself strong. She nodded.
"Well then, would you like to come to town with me?" She offered. Jasdevi nodded with a grin.
"Yes please Mistress." He said politely. She smiled and took his hand again.
"Then let's go." She said kindly. He blushed and nodded, allowing her to guide him out of the room and through the hallways. Jasdero and Devit followed close behind. Trotting happily with swaying tails.
Hope you enjoyed today's chapter. I'll post the next one as soon as its ready!