Chapter 5

When I woke up in the morning, the feeling of dread and know today was going to be rough, washed over me. I rolled over to look at the clock, 8:05 am, it read. I moaned and rolled over and pulled the covers over my head. Then I reached over and felt that Eric was not there, then I started to wonder where he had run off too. Then I slowly started to fall back in sleep. 10 minutes later, someone whipped the cover off of my head. Once the covers landed on my hips, I cracked an eye open to see Bianca smiling down on me.

"Good morning sunshine!" she exclaimed, very loudly.

"It's not a very good morning. Who and how are you so happy?" I yelled at her through my hands.

Well...uhmm…." she said with her smile falling, " I felt your aura and it's very unbalanced. Something has changed. I can feel it. So I figured that we go for a ride and make a game plan for you." she gave me a small smile.

"I'm sorry, I just wish that they would have said something by now. Also, I don't know something about them feels... " I trailed off in my own thoughts.

"Different?"

"Yeah! I tried looked for answers, came up with nothing. I have even tried to pray to my maker, and he is silent! So I'm really hoping that they talk to me at least. I don't want their blood on my hands."

Bianca just sighed, then suggested that we go for a ride and talk. Hoping something would bring me out of this mood. I nodded, smiled, then gave her a long hug. Then I climbed out of bed and slipped into my Jimi Hendrix band-tee and a pair on black sweats, then headed down to the stables.

We got back from our ride around 2pm; it was much needed. We unsaddled our horses, gave them some food and water. Then headed inside for some lunch. Once we got inside we washed our hands and started cooking. I made pasta with veggies and vodka sauce and Bianca made a club sandwich with some weird veggie fries. I set out food down on the island as Bianca went to grab us something to drink. When she returned I could smell instantly what she has bought. Human blood. All I could do was stare at the glass as she set it down. A million thoughts went through my head and before I could even gather and say something, she just smiled and said, "Don't worry, nobody was killed for this. I got it from the blood bank where I volunteer at." she finished with a wink, "Also, you're going to need your energy and strength today."

I just looked back at the glass and slowly reached over and took a sip. It felt so good. It felt like life in cup. Like the finest chocolate you have have ever tasted.

When I set the glass back down, it was empty, apparently I needed it. I just sighed and ate my food.

So after we were done eating, we cleaned up our dishes, then I headed to my room to clean up and have one last freak out moment. When I got where I stripped out of my clothes and turned on my shower and let the steam fill up the room. Once it was nice and steamy, I stepped into shower and let the how water run down my body. Sometimes I wish I was human, then I wouldn't have to deal with people's lives. Make sure that my vampyer races live through time. I wish that I could feel the heat of the water warm me up and make me feel more alive. I sighed and started washing my hair, then my body and face. Then I shut off the water and dried myself off and headed for my closet. I looked through everything I had and decided on a long sleeved v-neck shirt and my dark wash ripped up jeans with my Vans sneakers. Then I went back to my bathroom and decided on my hair and makeup. Today I decided to let my hair do what it wants and my make simple again, brown eyeliner and black mascara. I looked in the mirror and almost didn't recognize myself. What I saw looking back me was a small scared looking girl. I had put her in a vault in my mind for a long time, I didn't want to deal with her. At least, not today. I shake my head and started towards the pit.

When I got close to the door, I could hear them all yelling. I could also feel that some of them had been here all day. So I stepped inside and closed the door. But once I turned around they were all staring at me like I was deformed or something. I just rolled my eyes and made my way to sit on a table and explained what was going to go down. Today was the day I showed then how much of a bitch I could be. I told them that I was going to be alone to talk to them, then if they talked, I would make a deal that will satisfy both sides. Then I explained that they will NOT barge in while I was in there, if they did. They will be punished. Of course they yelled and argued, but I acted like I didn't care. Then I demanded that Elena and Damon go get the hunters.

'Show time' I thought to myself, then made my way to the room.

I stood at the door which lead to the room. Once I entered the mini hall way, I stood there. Once I was in there, there was no turning back. Then I took a deep breath in a stepped through the door.

There they were. Sitting there acting like they weren't scared of death. The tall looked at me with a questioning stare, and the short one just let snort. I walked to the other chair that was across from them. Once I sat down, a sensual tingle went down my spine. I shook it off and started my speech.

"Hello, my name is Nicole. I am the queen of all the vampyer races. You could even say that I am the first vampyer. My understanding is that you boys killed a nest in Section 13, Kansas area. I'm sure that there was no need to for it. Surely, my progenies would have handled it more discreetly than you guys did." I took a deep breath in and continued, "So, I guess what I'm trying to ask is, Why? Also, it would be nice to know your names so I can call you something other than tall one and shorty."

I looked at there hoping they would say something. But the tingling sensation returned when I looked over at the short one. I don't know why, but something inside me feels like I kinda know him already. After a few more minutes of suffocating silence, I decided to be blunt with them.

"Look, I want, no, I NEED you guys to say something about this. I am fighting to keep you guys alive! I shouldn't have told you that I'm the queen, but I did. Hoping that you guys will say something. So please. Say something. I don't want your blood on my hands. Let alone hunter's blood." I pleaded. After I was done, I leaned my head on my hands hoping that worked.

"You and the others don't look like the vampyers we...uhmm...hunted"

I look up to see that it was the tall one that spoke. His voice was sweet and low, then he started again, " My name is Sam, and that's my brother...Dean."

"Well...how interesting...brothers. Makes sense now. Well, it's finally nice to know your names." I smiled, " But what do you mean they didn't look like us? I know every race that was created!?" confusion filled my voice.

"Meaning they didn't look regular people. Like you." Dead finally piped up. When I look over to retort back, our eyes met and something happened. It was like time slowed down and shocks went through my body.

That's when Sam interrupted "I think what Dean is trying to say is that they have permanent fangs and look like homeless goths." he finished with a small smile.

"Hmm...looks like i'm going to have too deal with that. Also now that you guys have talked, let's make a deal." I said firmly.

"What kind of deal" Sam asked curiously.

"I hate making deals" Dead snorted.

I didn't even bother to ask why and continued, " So my deal is that you guy remain prisoner until I can figure out what kind of vampyers you killed. But you will have privileges that we can negotiate. But you will have one of my progenies or myself watch over you and be with you outside or inside, in some places. As well, of you want, we won't split you guy up. To top it off you will changing rooms into a wing near me and the others." I said hoping that it was going to be a yes.

"No." Dean said after a minute.

"Well..come on Dean, I'm sure Nicole is more reasonable than the others." Sam said calmly to his brother.

The two started arguing back and forth on why is was and was not a good idea. I giggled because they reminded me of my progenies, that were probably having a melt down behind the glass. After a while they agreed, and we began finalizing the rules of the deal.