Monday, December 12, 2011

Farewell to Innocence-Chapter 2 An Unexpected Twist

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My night began as many of them did anymore. I had to get ready to meet the "King" of the coven and give him his nightly readings. Ever since I was a child I was to be made as pretty as possible for him for he liked pretty things. Even still he never bothered looking at me with kind eyes. After all I was but a slave to him and his cause. Aaron arrived first, as was his style. He looked me over, but a new look was in his eyes as he did. He rubbed the back of his neck, something visibly bothering him. I relied on him for he was the most sensitive of all the vampires in the coven I'd met. I should have touched him that night for if I had I would have seen what was going to happen....but as it was I had no idea what the night would bring. In my mind it would be like any other. In truth it was the night that stole the last bit of innocence I had left, and replaced it with hate and a want for revenge.

"You look very nice tonight, Amethyst." He said slowly. Though his words were filled with kindness I still remembered the obvious pain in his eyes. I nodded and smiled.
"Thank you Aaron." I said simply. He smiled. Behind him I heard his brother come down the steps. I had grown to know each vampire's footsteps down those forbidden stairs. Aaron's were always soft, but firm. Jacob's were forceful, and harsh, much like his personality. I looked at him as he approached us. He too had a different look in his eyes. Yet his, I knew, was smugness. I always felt he was pure evil, born and bred.

Jacob looked me over carefully. The way he did so made me feel naked in my flimsy dress. I didn't let him see me fear, I never did. I simply looked back at him expectantly, waiting for him to speak. He smiled, a slow, sinister smile that shook me to my core.
"You look perfect." He said icily. Perfect? Perfect for what? Aaron's head snapped back to glare at his brother. I couldn't understand this exchange and it unnerved me.
"Let's go girl." Jacob said haughtily starting up the stairs. I started to follow but stopped to look at Aaron. He looked like he wanted to say something.


"Amethyst." He began quietly. "Just do your reading as quickly as you can tonight." He finished in a whisper. A cold chill went down my back. I swallowed and nodded, then went up the stairs to make my way to the King's chambers.


We walked down the dark corridor towards Victor's chamber's. As we approached my heart raced. This time I was scared to go in. I knew something was different, and something bad might happen. I wanted to turn and run but I knew that was impossible. When I escaped I'd have to be crafty and swift.
The minute we entered my eyes were on Victor. He sat regally in his chair waiting for us. His face was contorted in pure anger and his red eyes were filled with rage. I could faintly smell the familiar metallic scent of blood and knew he had recently fed. He never looked less them perfect and put together. His eyes were glued to me and I looked down, feeling like if he looked into my eyes he'd see my fear and that would simply reinforce his hold on me.

We approached his platform where he sat and his expression did not change. He glanced at Jacob and something seemed to pass between them.
"Well girl?" He snapped, his eye teeth shinning. I looked up at him.
"Yes sir?" I said sweetly. He glared harder.
"Don't toy with me sorceress. There's a file on the table. Read it and tell me what you see about the man in the picture. Do it quickly." He said firmly. I glanced at Aaron as I walked over to the table. I could almost hear his thoughts. "Do it as fast as you can."

I sat and touched the file with my hands. Instantly I could see flashes of pictures before my eyes. This man was a hardened criminal. A killer! Mostly young woman, and he'd murdered them brutally. He left the bodies so badly mangled they couldn't be identified when he was done. Then he defiled them, taking pleasure in their remains. I sat back taking a deep breath, feeling hot tears welling up in my eyes. Why? Why did he want me to see all this horrible man had done before ending up in jail? 
"What did you see?" His deep voice broke into my thoughts.
I stood and walked back to the front of his platform.
"That man is a monster." I said, my voice shaking some. "He shows no remorse for any he's killed and he does it in a horrible fashion. He killed 83 women before he was caught and locked away. He's in for life." I finished finding my voice. Victor nodded. I thought that was all but then he looked at his sons and spoke.
"Both of you go. Find this man and bring him to me. He'll prove useful." He said. I waited to hear him say I was dismissed as well, but this time he didn't. I watched as Aaron and Jacob left. Before they walked out Aaron stole, what looked like, a sad glance at me, then he walked out with Jacob. I stared at Victor. He seemed to be contemplating something. Finally he stood and moved towards me. I stepped back, afraid of what was to come but kept my eyes clear of any emotion.

His face changed and he smiled at me.
"Don't fear me, my dear. I have never done you any harm, and I do not intend to. You have cooperated well and done everything I've asked. For that I thank you." He said, his voice taking on a softer tone I had never heard before. It was almost hypnotic, and his eyes I once thought so evil became mesmerizing.

He moved slightly closer to me as he continued to talk.
"Tonight I had a chance to really look at you. You are a stunning creature. In truth you've brought me much pleasure with your visits. You take a great measure to look your best when you come to see me, and it does not go unnoticed. Everything you have done, shall soon be rewarded." He said smiling. Despite myself I smiled back. I had no idea why. I suddenly felt giddy and my mind was fuzzy. Suddenly he reached for me and I snapped out of it. What was he trying to do? How much of a fool did he take me for?

"How dare you think you can try and put your hands on me!" I yelled. "You are a soulless, spineless creature who killed a young girl's parent's and kidnapped her! Trapping her in a basement her whole life! The only "reward" I want for you is my fucking freedom!" I screamed angrily. His eyes blazed as I turned and tried to run from the room. I knew it was a horrible idea and he grabbed me in a mere second, slamming me against the wall.

"Here this girl." He hissed into my ear, holding me so tight against the wall I could barely breath. "It was my generosity that spared your pathetic little life. I could have killed you many times over, for in truth you are little use to me. Or so I thought. However I have heard a prophecy, and if I fulfill it, our clan will be unstoppable. You are the key to this, and I shall use you to unlock that door. You will bear me a daughter and she will have  more power then either you or I posses."
"I will do no such thing." I said. I tried to bring strength to my voice but it came out like a little girl whining. He chuckled low, his lips on my neck now.
"This isn't an option sorceress. I own you, and you are my slave. I was going to take you kindly, and reward you well for having my child, but now I see I need to force that defiant attitude right out of that pretty little head of yours." With that he grabbed me and dragged me to the table roughly. I tried to fight, but it was useless. I heard him tear the backside of my dress and I screamed. Not in fear, but in anger.
"I will get you for this you monster! I swear I will!" I said angrily. He was unfazed.

He twisted my arm back, grabbed my shoulder, and forced himself into me. I screamed in pain as I felt him moving in me. Not like this....Not like this....I always imagined love, and kindness, sweet words and promises. Instead this would forever be implanted in my mind. I yelled out even though I wanted to stay silent, but the pain inside of me was more then I could take. He continued on, saying nothing, but holding me roughly until finally I felt his hot seed emerge and he stilled. He pushed me away, his face full of disgust.
"Now get back to your room. You now have a choice. I am quit an experienced man and can show you a good time, but if you insist on this sassy attitude of yours I will do what I have just done and treat you no better then a dog treats a bitch in heat. I will get what I want Amethyst. Make no mistake about that." I glared at him and said nothing.
"Give birth to a daughter, and I will overlook this, unfortunate situation." He said turning his back to me. The rage burning inside me dulled all my other senses as I turned and left, walking back to my room.

When I got back I went directly to my tub and turned the hot water on full blast. I felt dirty, violated, and enraged. Slipping into the hot water, the steam engulfing me, I could feel it....the innocent, scared girl I had been, even up until now, had been taken. She had been replaced by a scorned woman who wanted nothing more then to hurt those who had hurt her. Revenge. That was all I cared about now. Let him do what he wanted to my body. Let him get his child. In the end I would get him. I would take him down.

I put on my nightgown, braided my hair, and sat on my couch. I could still feel the little girl inside me, crying out, scared, wanting her parents to save her from a nightmare. How I wanted to embrace the old me, and yet I was forced to embrace a new me. One filled with nothing but hate. Not only for vampires, but for people in general. My parents could have saved themselves, and me from this awful fate. It was their fault as much as it was those monsters above the basement I lived in. I hated them, I hated the vampires....and I hated myself. Why did I get punished like this? Why did I get stuck down here as an eternal slave? This great "gift" was no more then a curse, and it was about to take a horrible turn for me.












Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Chapter 1- What I Remember...

14 years. That's how long I'd been there. The walls were stone, dirty, and cold, as well as the floor. There wasn't a crack I didn't memorize, nor a stone I hadn't named. Closing my eyes now I can still see it clearly. Grey. Color everyday grey, for that's how it felt. My memories were few and far between but that didn't matter. I knew nothing, apart from my name, and why I was there. I was made a slave to a coven of vampires...the very creatures I'd grew up hating. They hated us, my family and I. We  were gifted in ways that made them vulnerable, for we could see the future. I came from a family of sourceres. We were among the oldest, and most powerful bloodlines of our kind. My parents taught me well, and at 8 years old I could see more and knew more then even they did. That's what drew them to me. My own memory is fuzzy, but through bits and pieces I learned the coven had killed my parents and kidnapped me for their own selfish uses.

This small basement became my everything....my playground, my bedroom, my life. I had no privacy, but I learned to cope. I was taken to the coven King every night to give him readings of the war he was pursuing against the clan of Succubus and Incubus. With me he could plan his moves accordingly and could eventually conquer them. However they were slick, and would not be taken over easily. They found ways into the mansion where I resided and made several attempts to kidnap me. I was but a pawn on a chessboard to both sides...but one that could make or break each coven's outcome in this war. They never succeeded of course and I grew up down there....alone and vulnerable in my mind. I remember little about being a child in that basement, all I've mentioned were secondhand memories that were later told to me after I escaped. 
The earliest thing I remembered myself was when I was 18. Aaron, the Coven King's son snuck me out to see my parent's grave. I was silent, though inside I was furious. I had no real memory of them...not even their faces. Everything I learned was told to me by Aaron or his brother, Jacob. They were my keepers, and it was up to them to keep me comfortable and obedient.
I remember closing my eyes and trying.....trying so hard to feel them...to remember something. Aaron watched me with fascination while I tried so desperatly to  uncover some memory...any memory of my parents. Try as I could none came to me, and it was time for Aaron to take me back. That was the last time I was allowed outside for Jacob caught Aaron trying to sneak me back into the basment. Angrily he had come up behind me and shoved me down the stairs.
When I fell I hit my head, causing me to see flashes of something I couldn't piece together. I saw flames, faces, heard screams, saw flashes of light, then all was normal. My head was throbbing as I heard the brother's screaming at eachother.

"What are you doing, you idiot! You could have killed her!" Aaron yelled.
"That's no more dangerous then you taking her out in broad daylight where she could have been snatched up!" Jacob yelled back.
"She was safe! I had her dressed in black like any mourner! No one looked at her twice!"
"It's the principle of the thing Aaron! She bewitched you into taking her didn't she?" Jacob sneered.

When Aaron didn't answer Jacob rolled his eyes.
"Cool it man. We are on the same side. This little vixxen will prove more useful then even you know." Jacob said cooly. Aaron eyed him carefully but still said nothing. With that Jacob turned and left. Aaron glanced at me then followed. I picked myself up and leaned against my old bed.

I grimaced in pain, horrid pain in my head. I wanted out. That was my goal. I was tired of being made a slave to these souless creatures. I began my planning that day, knowing it would take time to develop before I could have my freedom. Things I didn't foresee would change my plans however. I was so innocent...so nieve.... but I'd learn a hard  lesson. A lesson that would change the course of my life, and shatter the future I'd hoped to obtain.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Farewell to Innocence-Intro

Everyone is born innocent. The world around them begins to corrupt them slowly from the inside out. Some succumb to it, while others keep a grasp on the first thing they knew at birth. As time continues you learn to trust no one even yourself, because even you can deceive yourself in the right circumstances. All too soon you find yourself swept away into the dark abyss of the world. Consumed but hatred, lies, lust, sin, love, and power. Where can you turn? Whom can you ever fully trust? Will the ones who love you still betray you, without so much as a glance of remorse? These are the questions Amethyst would soon be asking. As you sit and watch her tale spin out like a spider web, ask yourself.  Do you pity her? Or would you take the same path as she does? For she had a choice, we all do, but once you bid farewell to the mask of innocence, a new maks is placed upon your face. One that hides the person you were born as, and you begin your life as the person you will become.