A Dangerous Road- A Vampires Fight Part Three (Revamed)
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I wished these
nightmares would just subside and turn its blind eye, but it was reminders of
the darkest of days that brewed within my would be soul. I imagined if I had a
soul I would be cursed and damned to all damnation, to the depths where I would
foresee unforgettable torturous acts. Acts that I deserved.
As these dreams
played over and over it was a constant solitude I had to endure to remember I
wasn’t like normal humans, not even human at all. I often spent time watching,
and yearning for the love and affection they had. Each human was different and
had a part to play in the world; but me. I was here to defend all I could from creatures
like me.
Unfortunately, I
had to learn for myself to not mingle in human affairs and to stay in the
shadows. It was like it was yesterday, remembering one particular incidence.
One that would go down in history for me in changing who I would become. Evil
was my start but good was where I would finish if it was the last thing I could
do to survive.
I stood at the
balcony, a balcony that flushed memories back that I still to this day had yet
to try and mend back together. It was that very balcony that would make my
insides crawl and want to forget. People down below had a skip in their step,
sometimes I wished I had that same skip again, but I vowed I would never love
again not as before.
I sighed as I looked
up and closed my eyes breathing in the breeze that was brought upon with a
crazy wind. I wished and longed for a love like before, one that wouldn’t set
me off in a frenzy. But alas it was a love that turned my light into the
darkness I became. Dario made sure of that. He took the only good thing I ever
wanted and had.
I vowed I wouldn’t
ever love again like that. When it was ripped from me I became a darkness
within myself that many flew away from. Blood oozed from my fingertips as I
looked down, a mere glimpse of images from my past that was haunting me. It was
why this human world was better without creatures like me and I made it my duty
to treasure the goodness it had left.
I walked inside as I
closed my eyes grabbing another whiskey bottle as I plopped down. It was the
only thing that helped me with nights like these. I was always scared to fall
asleep for the dreams always consumed me. I tried with my might, but tonight
came over me. My eyes fluttered as my eyes grew closed. Then the dreams came in
as fast as my eyes closed.
~Nightmares~
The boy was just the start to my life. I choose to become
the thing I was and there was no question of the loyalty I held for Dario, but
things changed. People drifted. Paths crossed and re-crossed. I couldn’t not
take the chance at immortal life, but what it cost me was my soul and the
goodness in my heart and for that I would repay it tenfold in many decades to
come.
I tried day in and day out to itch the scratch that couldn’t
be erased. Things were changing in me, and I thought with help I could undo
what evil had been passed upon me, so day in and day out I did as was asked and
never questioned. I tried to make the most of it but evil can only be masked so
much. My happy moments taken from me; and little did I know those moments would
set me up for the history of lows I wasn’t ever ready for. Remember every story
isn’t always roses and candy, for the light isn’t always as it seems. Sometimes
you have to go through hell to reach the top. Darkness had to come some time or
another, little did I know I would be ripped at the seems fighting within
myself.
Love never wins.
It was a gorgeous morning in the late summer of June. I woke
up stretching getting up with a light skip in my feet as I hummed a sweet tune
smelling the roses in my window looking out my Paris Balcony. I waved at a
neighbor and smiled as they waved back and told me to have a great morning. I
knew I would have an amazing morning. I turned around and leaned my hands
against the window frame, a smile creeping upon my dainty lips, as I bite my
bottom lip look wildly around. I couldn’t help but let out a sigh as I leaned
my small round butt against the window frame as I brought my hands up to my
mid-section folding one arm across my stomach holding my side and letting my
other arms elbow lean on it as I brought my small fingertips to my mouth as I
slightly sucked a bit on my finger thinking of the night previous and a smile
still stood as I looked down recalling it all.
The thought
swirled my mind. I had just done my masters Dario’s dirty deed last night
getting a map of the new Americas from an English sailor when I had met a man.
It was what I had always wanted and needed to get the rotten thoughts of every
bad thing I had ever done out and filled with something much more. The eyes of
even the boy I had killed to become who I was seemed to disappear with the
thought of the man I had met. His name I
couldn’t forget. It echoed in my mind as if I could sing it over and over
again. His name was Lorenzo, or as his friends called him “Enzo.”
I had just vamped
out of the bar quickly to not be seen. Minutes before hand taking a map from an
English commander, well more like I compelled him to give it to me and then
drank his body dry not caring if I killed him. I had the plans for the new
America’s which to me at that moment was all that mattered. I was making my get
away when I vamped right into him. I was first frightened for I hadn’t known
any other vampire’s other than Dario and his family for years.
My thoughts came
back to me as I leaned against the window frame and huffed loudly rolling my
eyes. I had served Dario and his family without question of why and I was loyal
without a care of why. I did it day in and day out, it was the life I had and
the only life I knew. I didn’t think of exploring out of my circle or
disobeying because it scared me of being alone or even killed for all the
things I had done in the past. I might have been powerful even more than that
of the family I served but I didn’t know life on my own. For that matter I
didn’t know really was being in love was. I knew of love because of the love I
had for Dario and his family, seeing them as my own, but I didn’t really know
love or how to be in love for that matter. I didn’t care about love or
devotion. I didn’t have any feelings of my own; for the sire bond consumed me
and wanted me to do as my master had always asked never once thinking twice. I didn’t think of love or feelings; I thought
of blood and revenge. The word echoed in my heart as I squinted my eyes and
walked over to the huge vanity mirror that stood adjacent from the window. I
leaned down on the wood bending over hunched as I slowly brought my head up starring
at the girl in from of the mirror. A clenched jaw and glaring eyes starred back
at me. I knew of revenge quite well. My thoughts played back the very day I
took it out on those of my own blood.
The Night was
like any other, I walked slowly in the shadows wearing a long black cape as the
top of the cape covered my long black hair. My eyes scanned my surroundings as
women were pouring out water buckets from windows above as some men came drunk
out of the Pub barely walking as they hit the walls next to them singing some
awful tunes clinging to the boys that would come for their fathers to bring
them home for the night. Before I was ever changed, before I was ever a slave I
always felt bad for my brothers taking my dad from the very same pub as he
yelled and bantered about some losings he lost at the game just minutes before
and how his own friends would cheat him. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at
the thought that back then I actually, I tapped my chin at the word, felt, for
them. All the sort was nothing in my eyes then and even now. I walked those
same streets down to my used to be home and stood there in the shadows just
watching the scene before me, a sly smile crept upon my dainty lips as I bite
down on my lower lip closing my eyes recalling what happened next. I took revenge out on my own family and made
myself a monster of the night under Dario‘s command. As instructed without a
care or even an ounce of compassion I vamped inside, being that I was still
invited in since it was my home by blood and one by one I drank each one dry
until the last little lad fell from my fingertips. I saved my father and mother
for last though; I chuckled as I turned from the mirror as tears were actually
falling. I never thought anyone could bring anything back even the thoughts of
killing my own family down to my mother and father last making them stand still
compelled silent as the watched what I had done and then killing them with just
one slice of my nail letting them fall to the ground as their blood flowed
everywhere. I didn’t bother drinking them because I couldn’t take their
disgusting selves within my own, but as the love came out of me those thoughts
fought against me as I knew I was just like them in the end.
I didn’t think
anything or anyone could ever change my mind about being a monster, but that
was until I met Lorenzo. Lorenzo changed my outlook that night I had met him
and finally made me feel, made me feel everything I had ever done. His smooth
word and demeanor gave me a hope. A hope that life and love existed in my world
and that I could finally dream, not live in a world of hate and despair. Even
through my passed he was able to look at me with love. He looked passed it all
and gave me a chance to change. His smile, his voice everything about him was
different than I had ever expected. That
night I ran into him he didn’t try to hurt me or even run from me, instead he
looked at me and saw something in me that he; himself, yearned for. He assured
me he wasn’t there to hurt me nor was he there for me but the fact he stayed
and talked as we walked, not even thinking of the horrible scene I had just
created minutes before, the map in my back pocket. All I could do was stare
into his eyes and tell him about myself, how I came to be and what adventures I
had been on leaving out a lot of the gruesome details of the killings or evil
doings that my master Dario made me do. I did tell him about my difference than
most vampires and how I was sired to Dario. I rambled for what felt like hours
as we walked and came to my street where my masters mansion was settled.
Lorenzo listened and talked to me as well telling me about himself, and as we
came to my street he leaned me up on a wall touching my cheek as I recalled my
thoughts remembering it all so clearly as I touched my cheek closing my eyes
once again. I could hear his words as clear as now as he asked to keep seeing
me that something about me was different and he couldn’t help but want me. His
then lips touched mine as I closed my eyes. I couldn’t help but touch my lips
as goosebumps climbed my arms remembering that kiss.
It took no time at
all to be sneaking out at night to see Lorenzo as the master did his business I
would have business of my own with Lorenzo. It was in no time at all that we fell
in love within months which grew to years. We kept our love secret so my master
Dario couldn’t forbid it and wouldn’t take me away, I even convinced him to
stay in Europe that the America’s were filled with much worse for our kind than
it was in Europe. Being his right hand he believed me.
Our love blossomed
into something we both only thought was in fairy tales no longer living a
nightmare of my own. I grew up in my years and with the help of Dario‘s, Marco,
Leandro, Elizabeth and my Lorenzo’s influence my skills grew my temper became
playful and I was blossomed into a woman no longer a monster I had been before.
Dario did have his suspensions that there was something more than met the eye
with my transformation from hate to love but I didn’t care what anyone thought
I had it all and I was on top of the world.
Soon enough Lorenzo and I had declared our love and declared to spend
eternity together, little did I know my dreams would be crushed and hate would
consume me darker than ever before and my once heart would be crushed to pieces
bringing right back to the monster I had left behind.
#5YearsLater-
It was a late
October’s night; the fall was just setting in. The trees turning a slight
yellow, the greens barely showing through and I could almost see the morning
dew turning ice as I held my hands close to my mouth blowing through my
fingertips looking out the window sill in Dario’s Mansion. I knew today had to
be the day for everything to surface. My eye lids closed slowly as I felt the
air blow through making my long blonde hair gently flow in the wind.
I knew I could do
this. I stepped back slightly and bent
one of my slender arms to the other holding my elbow as my arm lay still across
my petite body and I bit down on my fingertips upon my lips. I knew tonight was
when Enzo and I were to escape my hell and try to find a way to escape my sire
bond. I was nervous as all I could be, I huffed a slight low breathe and rolled
my eyes at the tormenting thoughts from everything going my way to everything
becoming a disaster. I walked over to the desk in front of my large mirror and
pushed the chair hard tipping it over and took a large brush that sat on the
edge of the desk and threw it hard with all my might. The brush flew and hit
the glass of the mirror destroying it into a million pieces some stayed on the
mirror like a broken image while others fell to the desk and floor. The
thoughts seemed to go all ways. I knew with this much torment it had to be a
sign. I didn’t know whether to take it as I could ultimately do this or was it
a sign that maybe I should stay and forget about everything I had worked to up
onto this point.
I looked at the
fallen chair and brought my eyes to the shattered mirror. The image starring
straight back at me wasn’t the same person I had always known and tears came to
my eyes a single tear running down my pale face. I knew it was there but It
wasn’t like I was in pain it was the fact that I knew who I was staring at but
didn’t want to acknowledge it. It was the utter truth that my life was in
pieces whether good or bad, and only I had control over every turn it would
take. I closed my small eye lids upon my hazel eyes and chanted a low spell
bringing my hands up as I concentrated. The lights flicked and the glass upon
the floor and desk began to shake. Each on going up in the air and magically
going back to the mirror piecing it together. It was the last piece that I
stopped the spell and left it on my desk. With picking up the small piece of
mirror I looked at myself again the mirror perfect and back together as if
nothing had happened the only piece missing to the once shattered mirror sat in
the middle as I looked at the piece in my hand and the broken mirror I squeezed
it as blood appeared on the glass and I stuck it hard in the middle completing
the shattered image a now reddish tone and I wiped away the tear with my other
hand. I wasn’t just some pawn anymore, I had feelings and I knew what they were
and felt them deep down like no one else could ever explain. If anyone had ever
asked why I was in love it was like explaining why water tasted the way it did,
it just is. I turned my body and held the edge of the desk, while the blood
dripped I didn’t care I knew I’d heal within a few more seconds. I pushed off
the desk and walked to the bed in my room dropping to the floor and grabbing my
small suitcase already packed and the letter sitting upon the top.
I loved Dario
like a father but I wanted a life with Lorenzo, a life of freedom and of not
having to be a pawn in every little evil plan my masters had wanted just
because I was a weapon no one else could understand. I needed to feel free and
feel like I was my own, even if I was something different with Lorenzo I feel a
sense of belonging that I could be anything and do anything I wanted. He made
me want to be more than I was. So after
long dialogues of why I should stay and why I should go we decided we would run
away with each other and never look back. It was like my dreams were upon me
and I could grasp them any moment. I stood up with the suitcase and held up the
very letter that I had written to give to Dario as he slept so he would know I
did love him but that I needed to do this. For me.
Even with the torment that was inside me that felt like
something could go wrong I pushed it far away out of me so I could get the
courage to just be free, but little did I know my dreams would be ripped at the
seams and I would be in America with Dario at my side and our glory days soon
reunited but in America without Lorenzo and the hope of freedom and the thought
of love existing be buried deep where I could never look upon them again.
It was growing
late and I knew Dario would be resting and I could leave the letter and make my
getaway short but sweet. I gathered myself and fixed myself, it took only a
moment to vampire speed up to the high tower where Dario would be laying and I
peaked in overlooking his room. As expected he was in his closed off bed and I
set the letter down to the night stand next to his candle. I stood there for a
moment and I bent down kissing his forward whispering and I love you in old
English. I turned and went back to the door looking back once more Dario slept
still and I blushed looking down and with my small steps I closed the doors
slowly and as quiet as I could be and vampired back to my room, for it would
only be a few more moments and I would be gone.
I had just packed
the rest of my things from my clothes to an old locket that Dario had given me
and I was turning to grab my Shaw for my get away and was just about done, when
Dario had entered my room walking to my bed, I had stood there almost as white
as snow frozen almost in time a gulp in my throat, I had thought he was asleep
when I gave him the note but I was wrong. He sat down on my bed clenching the
note I had written. Dario had tears in his eyes, shaking his head slowly from
side to side the hands clenching the note were upon his knees rubbing slowly,
and the look as if it was like I had
just daggered him a million times.
I couldn’t speak
I sat down and fell silent. He got up and looked at me, speaking in a slow
angry ton, but also in a very forgiving way at the same time. Little did I know
he knew something I didn’t yet and knew I would need him in every possible way
so he couldn’t just let me have it as I had thought he would have done if he
knew the whole time my ultimate plan. Dario spoke in a matter of fact tone and
low stepping toward the door as if to leave once spoken “If you want to leave I
will give you that choice I have never done this before but I will for you. You
are different, always have been and I couldn’t let you go. I shouldn’t without
a fight, but I love you too much to do you any harm. So go to this man, but I
am leaving in the early morning for the America’s and if you do not choose him
I will have a ticket waiting.” With that he left.
My heart burned
with the thoughts of his very words but I could only think of Lorenzo and
running to him fast wanting out before Dario could change his mind, so I
grabbed my bag and within a few minutes I was already at his place knocking
hard and happily tears flooded my eyes as I screamed needing him wanting his
arms around me, with the news that I was let go willingly that all the fuss
wasn’t worth it. It felt like ages when it was only a few minutes as I stood
out in the cold rainy parries morning, my hair getting so wet and my clothes
drenched, but I didn’t care I wanted to laugh and smile holding on to Lorenzo.
Minutes passed
turning into hours, and nothing. My heart sunk to my gut as the last knock my
knuckles now black and blue from all the hard pounding. I sank to the wet
raining street in my nice dress and cried my eyes out leaning my head on the
wood door, I was a mess, I was crushed and my heart was broken into the million
pieces that I had once viewed myself in my shattered mirror. It was then I knew
he left me; my heart had in that very moment grown cold and blackened with hate
for him, with a hate for the world for having love even exist. The hate would
give me a new view on life and a new edge that I wouldn’t ever let it back in,
I vowed to myself that love was a mistake and I would never again love.
Little did I know
that only hours beforehand Dario had made a few calls to a mad doctor to
capture Enzo in a war he was fighting to protect our country for experiments
done in America that was to supposedly cure Vampirism. He was to be on the same
ship but captive and vervained and I didn’t even know. Not until years later. I
had gone home that day back to Dario not about to tell him about what had
happened but to tell him I had choose him over Lorenzo. That day I shut off my
humanity and didn’t care one ounce for anyone but myself and who I served.
Nothing was the same since. The burning within my heart the
loneliness. But I did it to myself. I changed that night. I couldn’t help the
darkness flousrishing from me. And Dario wanted it. HE wanted me to be the
thing I dreaeded. And without the love it escaped my grasp.
~~~Present~~~~
I couldn’t help but grab my heart as my foot hit the floor.
All these memories craving out and etching within my soul. It was like I was
wearing it outward in. I never wanted to be the evil I had become and I
couldn’t always blame Dario.
I got up throwing the bottle into the fireplace as tears
fell. I knew I wasn’t the vampire I had changed into long ago but it was still
apart of my past and a past I couldn’t just erase. I looked over, it was
getting closer to dawn, lucky for me Dario long ago gave me a ring that I could
walk amongst the day with the humans.
Though vampires really didn’t sleep something about my
abilities gave me the difference between normal vampires and me. I slept when
humans did, or rather remembered. I only remembered to burn it into myself that
I never wanted to be the vampire I was before.
My name would go down in vampire history to being the
darkest of them all but now I was here to change that. Today was my day to
change the name on everyone’s tongues.
#ToBeContinued
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