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Note: For those who already read this chapter I wanted to let you people know that I changed my writing style. Personal I like the way it is now way better than the old style.
It's almost the end of October. The evening wind blew pretty hard and it was pelting rain outside. I was walking through the forest, and was heading home. I had gone to the village to get some herbs and food for my sick father. We are a very poor family.
I had spent all my goods to trade for some food. I walked in a fast pace, the rain was pelting down on me and I was scared. I heard sounds all around me, like birds panicking in the sky, as if something dangerous was approaching. I was almost certain that I was not alone in the cold and dark forest. The long walk made me tired and my lantern was dying out, I should have left the village sooner...
Heard footsteps behind me when I turned around I couldn't see anything, only trees and bushes.
I turned around again and stood still. I stared at the tall dark figure that had slipped quietly in front of me. The tall dark figure leaned over me, "Are you lost?" He said softly, his voice barely a whisper. It made me shiver.
I shook my head slowly and when I walked backwards I almost tripped over something and the lantern slipped from my fingers. The tall figure stepped closer to me reached out his hand to me and touched my face gently, his hand was cold as stone. I was frightened.
"Are you scared, little girl?" He murmured and stepped even closer to me.
I didn't dare to speak to him I slapped his hand away from me and ran off as fast as I could in the other direction toward the village, running through the bushes.
I ran as fast as I could go until the tall dark shadow caught me in his arms.
"What do you want from me? Let me go!" I shouted in panic. I knew what he was. My father had warned me but I was stubborn and didn't heed his words. We both needed food and he needed the herbs.
"Calm down." The tall figure spoke, his voice sounded gentle. He lifted our feet from the ground and rose through the trees and high into the sky. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck from fear. I had my eyes closet and didn't know where he was going.
"What do you want?" I asked the man again, my arms were still wrapped tightly around his neck, frightened that he might let go and I would fall down to the ground below.
The man had a smug grin on his face as he flew faster and faster over the tree tops. Both his arms were around my body, tightly pressing me against him, as if some desire were dying to come out. It was obvious that he was holding it back.
I turned my head to a side and looked to where he was going. I saw a castle on a hill; it was surrounded by woods, bush, and gravestones. The castle must be owned by some sort of family that would explain the gravestones. I looked up at the man, he was very handsome. I had still no idea what he wanted from me. If he wanted blood he would have already taken it. But he has not touched me like that.
I looked into his eyes; they were light purple, almost white. His skin was pale, and his hair was white and tightly tied into a pony tail. It was obvious to me now, I had my guesses before, but now I knew for certain. This man was a vampire and maybe I was his food.
The vampire brought me to the castle, I did not know if the castle was his or was run by some rich family. The castle looked like it could fit in some depressing fairy tale. He landed on one of the many balconies and gently let go of me. I jumped to the balcony doors and sat on the ground tightly presses against one of the doors and stared up at the tall vampire. I was so scared I still had no clue what he truly wanted, but all I knew is that he was pretty gentle toward me, well... for now.
He walked over to the doors I was leaning on and simply opened the door I moved to the other side to make some room; I did not want to get pushed away by a wooden door. The man passed me. He didn't say a word to me. I sat there quietly in the rain with only my cloak protecting me; it didn't stop my hair and dress from getting wet though.
The tall vampire lightened the room. The room looked very old and dusty; it appeared to serve as a bedroom. I peeked from behind the door; many candles were lit in the dusty bedroom.
"If you stay out there you'll catch a cold." The tall vampire said and sat down on a chair. All I could do was nodding and got up. I walked cautiously to the bed and sat down. I looked at the man, and I held my soaked clock tightly around me, I didn't care if it was cold or not.
"I'm Vincent Depardiu, and you are my bride." He stated and looked at me. He got up and walked over to me, his large frame hanging over me.
"I don't want to be your bride. And my father is sick. I have to go home." I spoke softly, my voice shake a bit. I was so scared of him, I didn't dare run off again, and he could easily kill me if I did. I wanted to go home, I needed to go home. I looked up at him and said "Please bring me to my father." I felt tears of fear burning in my eyes, my voice still shaking; all I wanted was just to go home.
Vincent watched me. He could probably sense my fear. ''No...'' He grinned down at me. ''You stay right here'' He said and walked out the room, he locked all the doors and windows without even touching them, as if he controlled everything with his mind.
I sat there alone in the room. I was shivering, the fire and candles were still burning, and I felt much saver now. I took off my clock and hang it over a chair to dry. I noticed a dressing closet. I walked over to it, it was made of dark brown wood, and it had a beautiful rose design on the doors. I opened the doors and saw several dresses hanging in it. They looked new, as if no-one had ever worn them yet. I sighed lightly; my dress was soaked wet from the rain outside. I needed to change or I would get sick, so I ignored the fact that these dresses were not mine, I picked out a beautiful dark Victorian dress and changed.
Once I was done changing I went to walk around the room a little, I trying to get more information from my surroundings. There were many bookshelf's all filled with old books. I picked a few from the shelves and read a bit. One of the books was pretty interesting. It was about Vampire Hunters. I sat down on the chair near the fire. The chair Vincent sat before he left. I read the book quietly. There was no escape for now so I just sat there reading the thick book to entertain myself a little.
5 days had passed since I came here. Vincent has been nice to me so far, he visited me once a while, brought me water and food, but never let me out of this room. He have not bite me at all, all he did was sitting close to me, asking questions about my likings and disliking's.
I was sitting on the same chair again and read a new book. I heard a knock on the door it must be Vincent again. Today I'll ask if he would bring me home. I've been worried about my father; I had to go home now.
Vincent opened the door and step in. ''I see you're still reading. I'm glad'' He spoke softly and walked over to me. He kneeled down and rested his hands on my lap, his eyes staring right into mine.
''I want to go home'' I spoke and looked back into his eyes. A faint smile appeared on his lips. "Alright but I'll join you until your father dies..." Vincent said coolly. He took hold of my hand and gently helped me on my feet's.
I looked surprised at him when he said 'I'll stay until your father dies' that sounded as if Vincent already knew my father was going to die, but how? I had to go to him as fast as possible.
I looked up at the tall vampire ''Bring me to him." I said. Vincent moved closer to me and his lips were close to my ear.
"Fine. . ." He whispered. He swung his arms around me and lifted me up into his arms and flew out the window and brought me to my old family farm. It took a few minutes to arrive; Vincent landed on the ground and put me softly on my feet. I walked over to the door and opened it.
"Rain?" My father's voice sounded with fear and worriedness. I walked in and was followed by Vincent who joined me in my father's bedroom. "I'm back, father, but I lost the herbs." I said softly.
I saw my father's gaze turning to Vincent; his eyes were wide open from shock. "Get away from him! He's a vampire!" My father exclaimed. He would know better than anyone. He was a famous vampire hunter named Vadim Enis. He killed over 100 vampires and protected me for all my life, until he got ill. An incurable virus hit him.
I went to the village often to get herbs and other medicine that might help to ease the pain but they would not cure him. I nodded. "I know." I said. I walked over to him and sat down at his bed.
My gaze turned to Vincent who walked closer to my father. "I know you, you are that damphir that killed many of my kind. ''It seems like I don't have to kill you, the virus will do that for me." Vincent grinned. He walked over to me and placed his cold hand on my shoulder. "And after that, this young lady will be mine." Vincent kissed my cheek playfully and glared with hateful eyes at father.
Father glared back at Vincent, "I won't let you have my daughter, Vampire Prince!" He growled and looked at me.
Father wanted me to be happy, but his vampire blood ran through my veins as well, there is no way I could be happy with a normal human man. Maybe it was destiny for me to be with a full blood vampire.
My grandmother fell in love with a vampire, and from that father was born, but grandmother was later killed by the human man she had dumped to be with the vampire.
Humans are mostly unfaithful, but father learned that vampires were faithful to the ones they claim, they would never cheat on their lovers. Even fathers human wife, she was my mother who cheated on him, so father left her and took me with him to be certain that I didn't grow up to be like my mother.
I knew our bit of history. So I was aware from human males and females. Because father is half vampire that makes me a quarter so I too have vampire blood but I don't have the same desire my father and the other vampires have, the desire to drink blood.
I looked up at Vincent, then at my father.
"You are staying with me." Vincent said and looked straight into my eyes. His cold gaze pierced right into me. It felt like some desire. Not the desire to drink my blood but a different one.
I heard father sighing. He stared at the ceiling for a moment; he knew he was no match for a healthy vampire. He also knew that he would die soon anyways.
I sighed softly and looked at father, then walked over to the window and sat on the nearest chair.
"Vincent. . . Can you cure people's sicknesses?" I asked the vampire. I looked right into Vincent's eyes. He nodded lightly.
"I can, but I won't cure this man." He said and walked over to me and touched my curly black hair.
"Why not, are you afraid of him?" I asked. I knew that my father once was a mighty man, even the other Princes were afraid of him.
"No, I'm not afraid of that old fool, but he deserves to die!" Vincent snapped and glared at father. I just remembered something father had told me.
Flash back, ten years ago.
"Father, can a vampire cure sicknesses?" I asked. I was only ten years old.
Father walked over to me and smiled down at me. "They can, if they want to." He replied. "What about the royal vampires, can they do that, too?" I asked. "The royal vampires, the first vampire race have amazing healing powers. Those who drink the blood of a royal vampire will be cured of any sickness; it doesn't matter if it's not curable for humans." Father said and sat down at the edge of the river bank.
I looked at father, and then asked. "What about their brides, will they have the same ability?" Father laughed lightly. "I'm not sure, I'm not really into the royal vampire history, but if they have a blood exchange, then maybe they would have the same ability."
End of flash back
I looked back at Vincent. "Make me your bride." I said and stood up, and looked right into his eyes. Vincent grinned down at me. I knew what I was doing. I have to save my father. I have too. Only if I become this man's bride, only then it will be possible.
"I was already planning to." Vincent answered and walked closer to me and kissed my lips unexpectedly.
Father looked shocked at what I had said; he didn't expect me to say such a thing. This wasn't like me at all; I never wanted to be a vampire's bride. I decided to kiss Vincent back once he broke the kiss, I couldn't help myself from glaring at him.
"What's with the glare, young lady?" Vincent said teasingly and took hold of my waist and forced me to come closer to him.
"It's nothing'' I said and kept glaring up at Vincent. I put my hands down on his chest and tried to push him away from me but his grip on me was to strong.
"Your father needs to die first, only then I'll make you my bride'' Vincent spoke. As if he wasn't going to claim until father really dies. But I can't let that happening, I'll just try to seduce him and make me drink his blood and he'll drink mine.
''I know what you are thinking, young girl, and it won't happen'' Vincent said and kissed my forehead as if I were a little girl.
Vincent's gaze turned to father. The all mighty vampire hunter, he was over 150 years old, and even with the vampire blood in his veins he was still vulnerable to human sickness, and because he was getting old and weak, he wasn't able to cure himself.
All I could do was glaring at Vincent. He wasn't going to let go of me that easily unless he wanted to let go of me, not because I wanted.
"Let my daughter go!" Father demanded and glared at the Prince.
Vincent smiled more gently at me and kissed my lips again ''Don't worry I won't hurt you." He stated.
I looked into his eyes, his eyes looked different, perhaps more gentle towards me, and it gave me an odd feeling inside. Vincent kissed me again and then walked toward the door and disappeared through it without opening the door.
I stood there confused; I didn't know what was going on. The only feeling I had was that he kissed me to say 'see you next time'
"Good, he's gone for now, the sun is coming up soon, so he won't bother us during the day light." Father said and smiled softly at me. I simply nodded and sat down on a chair and sighed, I was very tired. It had been a long night for us. I closed my eyes for a moment, and the flashback of Vincent kissing me kept coming back into my mind. "I hate that man." I said softly, although his kiss did felt very nice...
End of Chap 1