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Ivan was sick again. His body was weak, and he had a fever. He didn't even realize he'd wandered out of the mansion, until he was wading through the snow. He vomited, and nearly fell, but managed to keep himself up.
Finally the alcohol cleared his brain and he walked.
Ivan was walking carefully through the woods, when he was suddenly pounced from behind, by a man. before he could even react, he was thrown into a tree, and succumbed. The next thing he felt was agonizing pain, the man biting his neck.
No one heard his screams. When he shuddered awake, he was naked, his pack was gone and he was dizzy... so dizzy. He stood up and fell back over. He was all alone, and he stumbled again.
"You poor thing..." A man came over to him.
"Where am I?" He whined,s tumbling backward.
"Calm down. You were bitten by a vampire.."
"A what?" He laughed.
"Virgil called me."
"Who?" He asked.
"Hes your father, so to speak, hes the vampire that bit you?"
"Oh..." His eyes suddenly rolled up in his head and he fainted.
Later...
"Why is he my responsibility! I called you to get rid of the body, not bring me the vampire I made!"
"Its not my fault that he fought back when you tried to kill him, Virgil!" He shook his head scoffing. "Rules are rules, you made him, you have to teach him."
"I can't teach him, Marcus!" Virgil exclaimed. "I'll ruin him, sooner or later he'll remember what happened in the woods and he'll hate me and I'll freak out and hurt him!"
"You didn't ask, you didn't try to stop yourself, you just bit down." Marcus shook his head, making a sound of disgust. "You have no self control, maybe a little responsibility will help you figure it out." Marcus tossed the unconscious boy on the bed and left.
Virgil paced back and forth, in front of the bed where his new kid slept. He looked better then he did when Virgil had pounced him in the woods. His hair wasn't chalky and straw like, it shone with life. his skin was coppery and lively. his hair was long, and wavy and a deep red color, like roses. Virgil leaned in and smelled his neck. He still had a scent of life about him. Virgil had an overwhelming urge to bite him again, although he knew it would be... bad. Being bit by a vampire, once turned, is the most pain a vampire can suffer through, except death. After a moment he walked out of the room, and gathered up about ten slaves, and took them into the basement. He walked back to the bedroom. He went back to his side and got closer to his neck. Just a bite, a sip, that blood would be so sweet...
Ivan suddenly jolted awake, and shrieked, shoving Virgil back, hard. For a new born he was very weak, Stronger then a human, because Virgil slid back several feet.
"Sorry... uh... uhm... hmm, whats your name?" Ivan sat up and looked around.
"where am I?"
"Uh...mm my house."
"Ok... wheres that?"
"London. The pickings are nice here, easy to find food... I'll teach you how to hunt, I guess."
"Marcus told me you changed me on accident, your Virgil, right? I remember you... your face." He muttered.
"I guess... I wanted someone. I've been alone for 200 years."
"No way..." He muttered.
"So whats your name?"
"Ivan." He muttered.
"Cute." Virgil smiled, and he leaned in, cupping his cheek he kissed his neck, and bit him. Ivan cried out, whimpering at the sudden pain. His cries suddenly turned to screams of agony. His body writhed beneath his, and he struggled. Virgil pulled back. What little blood Ivan had left that was his own was painfully sweet. Virgil found himself moaning at the pure ecstasy that passed through him. Ivan would never be sweeter but this moment was against the rules. Biting another vampire could cause so much pain to the other that he or she would go into a frenzy and kill every human in a ten mile radius. But the blood... was so sweet and tender, and starved of life that it was impossible not to want to take a bite. Once he was finished he saw Ivan's eyes fill, they turned a dark blue color, all the way across the eyes, consuming it.It darkened to purple. And Virgil helped him up. Ever muscle in the boys body was tense. He was growling and he could tell Ivan was gone. Temporarily. He gently led him down the stairs, and into the room. Virgil listened to the boy's vicious thought. When he saw the humans, his mind exploded, went blank and Virgil had to hold him back.
"Just a moment." Virgil smiled. "I have to teach you something, first." Ivan looked up at him, the pout on his face was painful. His eyes were so purple it was beautiful.
"Come in here." He suggested gently. Ivan followed, his mind starving for blood, in a few more seconds he'd go insane and kill everything in sight. The room was made out of tiles. He gently placed the boy in the room.
"Only take what you need, from the wrist, or you'll kill." Ivan panted. Virgil pushed him into the wall and pushed him down. He sat, staring up at the other man.
"stay here..." Ivan obeyed. After a long moment, what seemed like forever, the scent of human greeted him and he barely was able to stay seated. Virgil forced the boy next to Ivan and the boy attacked him. He sank his fangs into his wrist and the slave screamed. After a moment, Virgil pulled the boy away, and he fainted. Virgil sent another slave in and Ivan fed. He fed, and fed, until he was so gorged his stomach was extended. He had killed three of them, but the first time Virgil had gorged he killed fourty people.
Ivan slept, then, for two days.
"What happened?"
"I finished you off, and you binged. Then you slept?"
"It... hurts..." He mumbled, touching his neck, and the holes there. They were swollen, putrid.
"I'm sorry." Virgil blinked. "I don't think I've ever seen the after math of it, what I make... the pain I cause. I've never changed anyone before." He crawled onto him and kissed his neck. Ivan flinched, whimpering.
"Its alright." He whispered. "Calm down." He ran his lips up Ivan's throat and kissed his jaw.
"Stop it." Ivan choked out.
"We need ot hunt, I know your hungry, Come on, lets go." Ivan shook his head.
"No! I dont want to hunt, I don't want to... I don't, I'll hurt people."
"Its ok, they're jsut humans."
"Just humans?! My family... my friends. I was a human!" He sobbed. "Just a few days ago."
"Yeah well your not anymore, beautiful. your so much better then a human. I'll show you how to feel like a god." He pulled Ivan out of the bed and led him to the door.
"We'll start with easy prey." He smiled and lead Ivan down teh streets of London, to the theatre. A man stumbled out drunkly. He fell into an alley way jsut down from Ivan and Virgil led him in. He used his nail to p***k a hole in the drunkards neck. Ivan saw the blood and his iris turned purple again. He knelt down and drank.
"Stop before the heart does, or it'll make you sick, and your still weak." Virgil pulled him off of the man and Ivan sat there staring at the corpse.
"did I..."
"Its ok, your learning. But im so proud, not a drop spilt." He smiled, wiping the blood off his lips.
 demon strait outta_hell · Tue Feb 07, 2012 @ 05:48am · 0 Comments |
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