A Dangerous Road- A Vampires Fight Part Two (Revamed)

Months had passed. Liquor was the only thing that made me feel again. My family was gone. My life flashing before me. I should have been there. I should have protected them. That is why I had to protect the human race. To protect them from beings like me, from the hate like me, but I wasn’t always like this. When I was made, it changed me and who I was. Part of me saw good but part of me was a fight within myself, the darkness taking hold like it was like no other thing was more apparent.

Darkness wanted out and to rip every heart to shreds but the calm of the darkness settling inside me was the little strength I needed to fight it. I remember like it was yesterday, the change and what it meant for me. What my father put me through and now;

now what I put my family through

~Flashback~

     The Year Was 1473 when everything changed. Whether it was for the good or the bad, my innocence was taken from me. My life washed away within the blink of an eye, my old life faded and a new beginning was created for me. I was born plain Aurora Augistine, and died as Plain Aurora Augistine. From the ashes I rose and was then Reborn to Aurora Augistine the Vampire, it was a life of what some might say as eternal hell, but to me it was eternal bliss. I could do anything and be anything I wanted; but was warned.

The darkness could consume me, I may have found a light to try and help my sisters and brothers but it could be the same light that darkness forms. For not every light may be as it seemed as darkness may be the answer I had always been longing for.

     I was barely 21; I thought I had my whole life ahead of me. I had left the grips of my father thinking if maybe I made my way whether rich or poor I would and I would be back for my sister Elizabeth and my baby brother Theo.  Yes a life of being a slave maid may not have been the right way but it was the only way I knew how to even think of freeing my sister and brother from the family grasp and it was all I was.

I probably would have stayed that way until I died of old age, but I thought, in my eyes, I had a decent life and if I could savvy enough money together I could stay a maid and my sister and brother be free. Freedom sounded so good and my heart yearned for a chance at any life whether this or into the next. It was better than my fathers wretched ways.

At least I wasn’t dying of any disease and I had a job. A low paying job that barely got me from one day to the next, but none the less a job, to me it felt like I was doing something and not begging for anything and maybe just maybe I could change the fate of the sin for my family; little did I know I was fated for sin myself.

I had a bed, I had enough food to last me and I did what I was told. I knew I was much more than just a slave maid because I had my gorgeous demeanor that I didn’t let anyone take from me. I was fair skinned, Blonde Hair with vibrant radiant brown hues with a tint of blue and greens  that glowed with every chance I was happy, hence My name Aurora.

My lips a bright red and my cheeks flushed with a tint of pink without even an ounce of make-up. I always wore my hair in a long braid that was never out of place, and per my employers rules I was to wear a clean set of gowns every day. I was to be clean and never to look at all dirty so that even if I was a slave my masters on lookers would see him as a man of elegance even with his slaves surrounding him to look proper.

Even as a maid men would look at me anytime I was around, but the looks would then fade as they saw what I was. A simple Maid and a maid of Dario, the Dario Dutchman. He took me in because he saw in me what I could possibly do and my abilities that I never knew I had. Dario was something not of this world and many didn’t know or cared to know; all they cared for was that he was rich powerful and could make many things happen. He saw something he could use in me whether it was for good or evil he didn’t care; what he cared about was power, but what he didn’t count on was his heart growing toward me and our bond becoming close; that was his downfall.

   I was born into a home where nothing  good came out of it, only that I was beautiful, my mother was a witch, my father a vampire but the children; like myself, was never changed instead we only knew ourselves as different but the same if that made any sense. It wasn’t until we would make the change that we would come of our age and of our abilities.

Dario only knew of my kind because of my mother’s terrible secrets that she soon revealed and of the legends of great evil that was born into the land far and wide. Evil that wasn’t just Vampires who sucked blood from human bodies killing them, but of witches or warlocks that would cast evil spells to make things as how they want, even of werewolves’ men who on a full moon would change into an animal like no other and kill as it pleased for power and greed.

My family was of great use to Dario and when he found a girl like me on the streets trying to find work he took me under his roof and molded me into something much more than he had hoped for. Dario knew of the legends and when he summoned my mother without my knowledge he grew more in my affiliations and what I could be used for. My own memory wiped cleaned of the damages I had done in the past, with my vampire-like ways coming out.

To me it I was given a gift in my eyes, the vampire inside me grew even if I didn’t know it yet, but something told me inside that it was to protect the ones I loved, but in my fathers it was an evil he couldn’t bare to have in his home and treated me as such growing up my mother hiding each fact about why to me only that I was a disobedient thing in their eyes. I hated my father; his anger towards not knowing what I was had taken over him, his own daughter his flesh and blood. No matter if I was his favorite no matter if I was his first born he hated me and I hated him even more so now. I even hated my own mother for not sticking up for me. I swore on that day I would seek revenge and make them pay not one stood up for me to help and make my parents stop selling my sisters and brother.

     I knew I was a maid and a slave but my master treated me with respect, which I knew most of my friends or family didn’t have that pleasure or luxury. I was to do as he said. I grew from a small girl  beautiful 21 year old I was today. Today was my birthday and Dario had promised me the world on my 21 birthday. He adored me as if I was his own sister or daughter. Even if I did as he asked when he asked including disposing of bodies and hurting people with my powers, because I knew he was of the Vampire kind it never scared me. He didn’t have to compel me either. I was never under a mind control with him.

He himself was a vampire and showed mem the ways to use my powers, my stengeth. He taught me good and evil and what, even inside me, could come through. He warned of the darkness but told me it was my decision to use. I did everything he wanted to make sure he was well taken care of, and in return he gave me a gift.

   It was late December, December 30 1806 to be exact. I was given a beautiful gown to wear with gold’s and baby blues to bring out and illuminate my eyes. Dario always loved my vibrant radiant hazel hues with tints that brought out my best; he always said I could light up a room even if it was the darkest of dark. He had his soft side when he let people in and he always let me in. He gave me a matching pearl necklace with a hair piece to bring together my look and gorgeous heels that fit perfectly and comfortably. I looked in the mirror at the young child in front of it. Even at 21 I felt I was a child. A life of a slave in front of me, and all I could do was shake that feeling off and look at myself as a beauty that could knock any man down, I felt like a queen of the night. Tonight was my night, my birthday. And tonight was a night that I would never forget to this day.

       It was all going as Dario had planned, I walked down in the big mansion he had with guests beyond the eye could see. He had many humans all of high class and so many decorations all for me. There were people dancing the waltz and slaves handing out food and drinks. There were woman and men on top of pedestal’s in different fashions some stood still as a piece of art others in cages dancing for everyone’s entertainment.

     Dario always went all out for his parties. Elegance and class was always his moto alongside his brothers Marco and the dirty Leandro; I loved Marco he taught me arts and classical things. I was his project he wanted to fix and make whole. I despised Leandro he always looked at me as either a meal or to use me for my beauty. He only wanted me as a toy and I never gave him the time of day, Dario made sure he didn’t touch me or else he would just dagger him all over again with a snap of his fingers. Dario was in control no matter what anyone said. Even his own sister Elizabeth was daggered already and his brother Fino. They were in the cellars collecting dust as years went by. I remembered meeting Elizabeth once as a small child and within the blink of an eye she was gone because Dario thought it best she lay dormant until he needed her for his bidding, which she never did take to lightly. These daggers were special and full of magic that was able to bring his family back at his own will.

 

      I was just blowing out the candles when Dario took me to the dance floor for my dance. It seemed like we had danced all night, the way I felt was magical. He took me to the outside gardens where he stated he had a gift for me. Dario had grabbed my shoulders slowly and softly looked into my eyes and stated he thought I grew into a lovely young lady and he was so proud of me and who I had become. He was proud that I stayed by his side and helped him with anything and everything he had asked without any hesitation. For this he stated he was to give me a gift of immortal bliss, he gave me a cup full of wine mixed with his blood.

   Not knowing what I was drinking I did as I was instructed and drank it. Within a glimpse of an eye his next move I could never forget and was so quick that I couldn’t do anything to protect myself, he grabbed my neck and snapped my neck killing me instantly. I fell in Dario’s arms limp and no movement.

From what I have been told Marco came running and looked at his brother in utter disgust.  His words echoed in Dario’s heart “how could you, you knew she hated what she was now she will be this way for eternity” Dario’s looked at Marco “if she drinks and decides to live” he took my body in his arms carrying my limp body inside and up the stairs to my new quarters, another surprise he had waiting for me. A new room full of glamor and things fit for a princess. He wanted me to want to live, he wanted me to be by his side as a new kind of hybrid, one who not only has the vampire abilities but also of a witch that would never hesitate to do as he commanded and a werewolf with the strength of 100 men. He ordered a slave boy to be in my room when I awoke. Dario set me down very softly on the bed and arranged myself in a manner to wake up not awful.

He then sat and waited. It only took a few minutes and I gulped a breath of air waking up suddenly and straightening up as my heart raced and I looked around in horror and anger. The transformation within me mixed with Darios acient blood made me acient, a first of many in his line. Even though I was vampire before, I may have killed but never drank. The drink is what transformed me into what I was today.

No longer did the long blonde curls fall, the blue eyes. Instead I woke black hair as black as my heart had felt, brown eyes. I was different and felt just as so. The poor innocent girl I once was, even with the strength I had was no match for what I was becoming now. A pure vampire with the heart of a monster.

 I picked up my hands and looked at them with a different sense of feel than I ever had before. Then Dario Spoke “now darling before you react and get upset I did this for your own good.” The words struck me and my heart as I vamped up and grabbed his throat. “My own good?!?! I’m a monster “ I stated with horror and dismay “Sweetheart,” Dario states “you always were a monster I just made you more beautiful than before. You now have to choose a life where you live eternally by my side with beauty and glamour or” he chuckles softly taking his hands to his chin in a manner of appeal as he gets up and glares at me,” death. Your choice” he shrugged as he slowly walked past me and I whirled around in panic

“My choice?!? How was any of this my choice? I didn’t choose to be this, this monster. I never drank the blood I was still human I could still be human. I certainly didn’t choose to be a vampire for eternally and to be your slave forever with the bond you just created.” I yelled upset and confused.

 Tears fell and I didn’t know whether to hate him love him or hate myself for being who and what I was. Dario turns at the door and leaned on the frame a bite of hurt in his eyes at my reaction “it’s your choice the boy is yours for the taking, that or let him live screaming to the hills of our kind getting us all killed,” angrily he turns and leaves slamming the door and I looked at the boy scared confused angry as I knew the boy was just as me in this. Was I to live sired to him for life or die on my birthday and not live at all? I had to make a choice and that choice has been both my nightmare and my bliss but it was a choice I had to live with to this day.

~ Present~

All the memories crowded my judgment. Here I was, 2020 and I still hated the vampire I had become but at least I could try and make some good of it. I had a dark past and a past that was catching up with me but for e very vampire, witch, warlock, immortal being that walked this earth and hurt mankind was my eternal choice in the making.

Evil once consumed my fate but I wasn’t going to let anyone or thing be consumed any longer as long as I lived. I starred out the window searching for my next move and my next kill. I swore when Dario made me choose it would be the last aching pain I would feel.

The blood that ran down that boys flesh and the limp heart that I held only made me know my choice today was for that boy and what he gave to me.

 

#ToBeContinued