My Vampire~Chapter 11

David sat in a cinnabar coloured chair, Rose and Victoria sat by his feet. The rug the two fledglings sat on was comfortable, and made them feel at home while they lingered temporarily in the inn but for a fortnight. They had made their scare on young Elizabeth and Marcello.1

"So...she is in love," David said smirking, as he reached forward looking into their eyes and touching their faces gently, before pulling away. Leaving them in a trance. They sat there. Rose's blue eyes, and Victoria's green eyes staring at him relentlessly. "In Love?" cackled Victoria after a moment of silence, looking at Rose.2

Rose and Victoria sat in the moonlight, and as they found this amusing David did not.3

"How could a little witch like her, fall in love, and have someone love her back?" Rose questioned, a devious look in her eyes. Jealously flared like wild fire in David's eyes. He said he hated Elizabeth, and that he did not want her. But his look contradicted what he had said before.4

"Be quiet!" David belted out as he grew furious glaring at him remaining two children. They both stopped laughing. The indication he was mad became clear. Rose looked at him, his eyes became vacant of emotion. The commodious feeling of being safe diminished.5

Rose opened her mouth to speak, but David frowned. Even though Rose and Victoria became alarmed and upset, and shifted uneasily as they sat there. David sat above them...For once they felt inferior. Crudely he smiled and extended his hands towards his daughters. Rose sensed he was going to be violent. Moving away as he moved quickly, she grabbed hold of Victoria's arm, and threw herself in front of her sister. Before moving again. He seized both of them. He had their full attention. Their eyes locked, a subconscious sign they arrayed towards David, that acknowledged the fact they were listening to what he had to say:6

"You are to honour me. Unlike Elizabeth. Elizabeth was defiled. No respect," David sighed, and slackened his grip on Rose and Victoria. He saw the red marks on their arms. 'Now, you two need to go to your chambers. Tomorrow night we will be busy.'7

He knew he scared them enough for them to be quiet for a night or so. He did not want their fun to ruin his.8

Rose and Victoria's smiles and gleam in their eyes faded slowly, into the night...9

David pondered as he watched his remaining daughters pass into the shadows, leaving him alone by the fire that crackled madly. He wanted to rid of Marcello. He loved and hated the fact that Elizabeth was no longer his. He reached for his sword, the gems in the handle were beautiful. The sword had once belonged to his master and maker. He wanted Marcello's Vampiric blood to pour over the blade, like his maker's once did. He had killed his own maker. He killed the pathetic Nathan the same way. A clean, swift swipe to the head with the sword...it was simple, but harsh. David smiled at the memory of Nathan's head rolling on the floor, and that deafening scream of Elizabeth as she saw her lover die. He wanted to kill whoever she belonged to.10

David wanted it badly, he felt the rage, terror, and the urge to kill course through his damned body. It is what he is suppose to do...What he is made to do.11

He stared into the fire, and then left his chair, and crept into the darkness...for he had a plan. 12

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The moon rose and disappeared. Its shadows always leaving a mysterious glow that left an intense feeling of discomfort. During these years, it was extremely dangerous to walk among the moon's light...14

Thieves hid in the woods and waited for someone naive to come along. But there was something that even the thieves would have to worry about, and that was the vampyre. The thieves never knew what happened to them...15

Marcello and Elizabeth walked amongst those moon light shadows, and waited for their ride out of town... 16