A Vampires Betrothal

“What are you doing?”1

“What does it look like I am doing?” I sighed getting annoyed already.2

“Well some one’s cranky today.” I couldn’t stand Metra’s giggle on most days, I really couldn’t pretend to like it today. “Well fine, I’ll play your little game.”3

I sighed as she giggled again.4

“Well to me, and probably every other normal,”5

“Huh, normal.”6

“Person,” she ignored me and went on in a louder voice, “it looks like you’re floating on a little blue blow up dolphin and,”7

“Whale.” I growled.8

“Ok, a little blue whale,” she laughed sarcastically, “Sulking and avoiding Anya, life, the house, Madelyn, and every thing else.” She smiled as she saw my grimace which signaled her little victory. She giggled again.9

“Well?” I asked getting more aggravated, I couldn’t see why she had the need to blink every four seconds exactly or why she needed to stare so intently.10

“Well what?” her smile grew bigger as she heard my anger rise in my voice.11

“Well why are you still here?”12

“I can see you’re in a bad mood so maybe I should just leave you alone.” She stuck her nose in the air hoping, expecting and waiting for me to ask her to stay. Well I was not going to grant her wish at the expense of mine.13

“Finally the blond figured out how to use her mind, I feel like the world has been turned right.”14

“Well fine! If that’s the way you feel!” she snapped finally getting angry.15

“I do, go.”16

“You, uhh, well I’ll just ignore what you say since,”17

“Please don’t.” I mumbled.18

“Since you’re just excited!” she said over me getting louder even though she knew with my perfect hearing I wouldn’t miss a thing she said. “It’s not everyday that you meet your betrothed.” She added maliciously. Again she perked up at her victory.19

“Go suck a leech dry.”20

“Oh, is the droopy groomy cranky?” she said in an obnoxious baby voice.21

“I told you to stop calling me that.” I growled. 22

“Oops, forgot.” She laughed and simply stood at the bank as I went farther out. Her annoying manic chipper nature was starting to bug me, more than usual, and I couldn’t afford to fall any farther into my own depression.23

“Why are you still here?” I snapped as my floaty turned back towards the bank.24

“Just watching a man slowly sinking into insanity floating on what ever he can get a hold of, like a little blue dolphin, I mean whale. What did you attack some kid in your little fit and steel that ugly think?”25

“Of course not.” I said monotonously. “I found it.”26

“Well isn’t that cute, a boy and his whale.” She giggled. She was in an annoyingly good mood, must be going to town.27

“Go away, Metra.” Subtlety wasn’t here forte but I figured the distance I was putting between us was enough to get the hint through here thin blond hair and her thick mind, obviously it wasn’t.28

“You know you don’t have to take your anger out on me.” She snapped loudly. “I didn’t set this little marriage into,”29

“Unless you’re causing it, which you are.” I sighed.30

“Fine, I’m leaving! Oh and Anya told me to let you know that they’ll be here as soon as it gets really night out. And that your hair looks horrible. So get your self cleaned up for your lovely little bride,”31

“I wish some one would just put a stake through your heart and be done with it.” I snapped disdainfully. 32

“You, uh, you are such a cranky jerk!” I heard a splash behind me from where she was standing, so I just assumed, knowing Metra, that she just stumped her foot like a child having a temper tantrum. That is until some object thumped me in the back.33

“That was mature.” I spoke with an air of boredom that had already infected my mind. The entire day, well this entire area all the time, was infected with a moist, drawl ill will that seeped into every thing including me. Well everything except Metra and Anya. Metra was such a perky idiot and Anaya was always quietly brooding over her next breath, they couldn’t possibly understand how much I hated this place; or them most of the time.34

“You better bring my shoe back!” Metra yelled unsympathetically as she stomped off slowly.35

“You shouldn’t have thrown it.” I mumbled, but we both knew u wouldn’t leave her shoe in this muck.36

One big difference between Metra and Anya was that Metra would get angry and really show it, Anya had the exact same tone about everything she did. Anya scarred me most, I had never been more afraid of another being in my entire life, that is when she was angry. Metra was like one of those ugly little fluffy dogs, they barked and barked and barked but when your head ache got to much for you to handle it was easy to walk away or just throw it some where, like in this water or out a plane.37

But Anya, she was the huge regal Doberman who waited and waited and then made sure your head was a distant dream. You could tell when she was especially angry by the way she moved, or talked but you really had to know her, otherwise her malevolent eyes were the only tell-tail sign. I have never heard of a women, seen a person, known of any being ever in time that could be as cruel, sadistic, manipulative or selfish as Anya. And just like a Doberman, she could sink her teeth into something and hold on to it as long as it took to cause her desired amount of pain. I personally thought she got some sick pleasure from other peoples pain and frustration. She liked to hear the pain she caused, a crack of a bone, the scream of a helpless victim. She was a true sadist if there ever was one.38

But then there was sweet Madelyn. The kindest person I have ever had the pleasure of knowing and the only person Anya really cared about. How could any one ever hate that soft warm face, though? Madelyn never was angry, the need to protect us and sadness often but she was never angry with any one for any reason.39

I sighed and looked back towards the house. It was no surprise that Metra was no where in sight and not in the house. I had already guessed that she was on her way to town.40

She had taken a liking to one of the men there. That’s why she wanted to be here.41

Metra wasn’t as selfish as Anya though, if Anya was willing to go then Metra would have no problem moving to a place that wasn’t so gloomy. She wouldn’t cause much more trouble than a small hissy-fit. It was Anya who was keeping us all tied to this plot of land, partly because she enjoyed the depressing scenery and easy hunting but also because I hated it so much.42

Anya was the only one of my kind that could act so, well normal, and be the pure evil monster we were known to be. That evil women had probably started the Greeks on their vengeful Goddess spree.43

The wind and the dirt knew she was ancient enough for it.44

“Metra mentioned you were out here sulking.”45

“Think of evil and she will haunt your thoughts.”46

“Deep, Peter. Now come on.” Anya said sarcastically.47

“I’m fine right here.”48

“Get your whiney ass back to the house and wash up.” She said completely in control of her calm voice, even as her eyes narrowed and imagined me burning. I sighed and grabbed Metra’s shoe that was floating a few feat away from me. I guess she had had to run back to the house to get some knew shoes. “And pop that ridiculous looking thing and throw it away. You look lie a fool not a royal pure blood.” She flitted into the house, about an acre and a half away, in a few short steps and a half a second.49

“Most people do not talk so rudely towards those of the royal bloodline.” 50

“Pop it.” She snapped as she closed the door.51

“No.” I murmured. I couldn’t, wouldn’t, pop it. Metra was right: I was just trying to keep head above the sorrow that was drowning me. I really was being crushed by the weight of the sea and eternally drowning and it would never be over.52

Wedding, marriage, wife, synonymous to death, entrapment, evil and Anya. If it was my choice, it wouldn’t be so bad. If I was able to just look for a person that I could spend eternity with, then I would be happy to marry such a woman. But no, I was being married to the youngest daughter of another coven, to try and forge a stronger union between the last few pure blood vampire covens. She was only 70!53

Lucky me.54

I had enough women to deal with and now another one. She was probably just as psychotic and selfish as Anya or Metra but as immature as any human. Then again I guess she wouldn’t be as set in her ways as some of the others could be. She was young and easily influenced. The years wear us all out and make us hard and callous at times, I’m told that there was once a time when Anya was not as cruel and she had at least been fair. Now she just enjoyed pain, mental and physical, too much to stop and consider the morality of it all.55

This girl would probably be so flighty, probably spoiled too. I had heard she was a little selfish and a bit of a wild child. I’ve never met her before and neither had Anya, Metra or Madelyn and none of my other family members really seemed to know much about her besides the fact that she seemed very peculiar if not eccentric.56

Through the years it had become more difficult to blend in while sticking to our traditional way of living, the entire coven living together that is. Survival and progression are both stronger needs and more important so there went tradition. I found some of the old traditions to be very taxing if not utterly idiotic but some were very worth the energy it took to implement them. Living together used to be worth it but now it was just too much work and far too dangerous. It was basically impossible for so many of us to even live in the same area.57

I liked Madelyn and Metra, when she wasn’t being annoying. Anya wasn’t even that bad when she wasn’t around, but I missed the rest of my family. I hadn’t seen them in years. I needed more companionship than Madelyn’s sorrowful and empathy ridden conscious, Metra’s love struck ditsy attitude and Anya’s cruel and mocking, cold words.58

“Peter get in the house and do your hair.” I heard Anaya talking calmly in our large house. “And pop it so no one sees that childish thing here and thinks us fools.” I sighed deeply and laid my head on the front of the whale while I used my hands as little flippers.59

“They’ll be here soon, insolent pratt.” She said calmly running through the house closing all the windows so Madelyn could come out from the basement.60

“Tell me, why are they coming so late. They’re all pure bloods it’s not like the sun will be a bother.” I muttered.61

“Metra is ignoring her phone again, so I’m going to go and get her. You better be ready when I get back.” I sighed again as she reached the front door. “And pop that thing and stop whining.” She snapped.62

“I just asked a question,” I mumbled.63

“Because not all of us seem to have the same affinity for the light as you.” I heard her start running towards town.64

“Forgot I was talking to the boogeyman herself.” I snarled. 65

“I’m sure your bride will enjoy that wit of yours as much as I do.”66

“At least I’m getting married.” I snapped viciously. From then on she was silent and I knew I would be paying for that comment later. She hadn’t been able marry the man she loved. He had been killed just days before the wedding, and it seems after that is when she became so nasty; at least that’s what I’m told.67

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“Did you pop that thing?” walked down the steps at an insanely slow pace, like some tired human.69

“No.”70

“Why? Never mind, just make sure the whale is gone.”71

“Whale?” Madelyn stepped around the corner smiling.72

“Yes, he found a whale.” Anya glared at me.73

“Well, I hope you realize the problem,” Madelyn said with a small crease on her lips.74

“I know, I’ve been trying to tell him that,”75

“There’s not enough water out side for a whale.” I smiled as Madelyn’s serious face broke into a large smile. “You really should take it up to the lake or to the ocean. And it might take a while but I guess your guests wouldn’t mind if we explained that you were helping save an endangered species.” She smiled and walked slowly past Anya.76

“Don’t help fuel his little game.” Anya’s eyes landed on me and narrowed like she blamed me for every hardship, in the entire world. But as her eyes slid to Madelyn’s small form, they softened to match Madelyn’s warm hearted delicate features.77

“Anya, I’m just teasing. I doubt he could get the whale to the lake with out any one seeing or noticing it, even at night.” Madelyn smiled and looked up into Anya’s electric blue eyes.78

“I’m sure the whale wouldn’t go very quietly either. I mean who would want to leave this place?” I smiled sarcastically and winked at Madelyn. Even in my bad mood I wanted to be happier with her around, even if it did nothing but make her worry a little less. It should be a crime to ever make her compassionate little face pucker or frown, especially when she was always trying to make every body else around her feel better.79

I hated to see Madelyn in pain, we all did, but we couldn’t do much to change it. We had all made our decisions, certain choices that had sculpted our fates. Anya’s was to turn Madelyn in the first place, mine and Metra’s was to let Madelyn live and live with us, Madelyn’s was to allow herself to be controlled as well as to control herself. We were all very protective of Mady, she being the youngest and weakest out of us, but it was also her very nature that created our need to protect her from any and all things out there. Even the pain she could cause herself.80

Madelyn was the opposite, in that respect as well as most others, to Anya. Madelyn felt too much empathy for every creature around her, which left her in despair and feeling guilty while Anya lusted after others pain as well as blood. It always surprised me how such opposites as evil incarnate and such a pure innocent could have such a strong bond.81

“They’re nearly here.” Madelyn turned and looked at me with wide fear filled eyes as she realized some thing that Anya, Metra and I had know for a while. “Should I get drinks? Or maybe go and check the rooms?”82

“No, Mady, it is fine.” Anya looked a little distressed even sympathetic, for a second I thought it was for me and my predicament, but of course I was wrong. The second her eyes moved off of Madelyn and onto me her eyes became cold and annoyed; she was just worried about Madelyn’s anxiety.83

“I’ll call Frida, Damian, Saya, Philip, Mazahall and David.” Metra was suddenly by my side and more sober than I had ever seen her. Anaya nodded and Metra had the phone up to her ear with the first number dialed by the time Anya stopped her little half nod.84

“Hun,” we all turned to look at Madelyn. She smiled slightly at the sudden attention. “It’s just you and Anya were so quiet and my mind drifted to the whale.” We all still watched her as Metra started to tell our fourth leader of my, my bride’s immanent arrival.85

“You said it wouldn’t go quietly.” She looked at me and I nodded remembering that I did in fact say that. “Have you ever heard a whale’s song?”86

“No.”87

“It sounds just how you look, Sweet Heart, your eyes are just so trapped and longing.”88

“Quiet, they’ll be here in a second.” Anya hissed at me.89

“You’re right, he does.” Metra said quietly anyway.90

“Metra,” Anya snapped.91

“Beautiful creatures.” Madelyn smiled and sighed as she thought of something I couldn’t grasp.92

“I need to see a real whale then.”93

“Peter,” Anya said as we heard a few footsteps out side the door. Anya stepped forward to the door as the footsteps all stopped just outside.94

“Please come in.” Anya bowed her head slightly as she opened the door for them.95

“Thank you.” One of the men said as they all gracefully walked in.96

“Drinks?” Madelyn said stepping forward and smiling very slightly. She was the kind who needed to be doing something so she could ignore her anxiousness. She was nervous, but more than that she was scarred. She could have broken a few bones with the way her grip was tightening then relaxing.97

I refocused on our new guests, though. There were three women and three men. Two of the women looked very similar, with the only difference being about an inch and a half in height and a slight difference in age. These two looked similar to what I believed my fiancé, was supposed to look like.98

They had long straight black hair, electrically vivid eyes, as was usual for our kind, with dark green irises, pale skin and extremely thin frames and lips. One of the men had the exact same characteristics, the green eyes and black hair, so it became obvious that they were siblings or at least very closely related, and one other thing that was obvious by their looks: all three were royalty. 99

“Not a pure blood?” One of the men said as he watched Madelyn. Now I realized why Madelyn was so frightened and at that second Metra, Anya and I tensed. The new comers reacted automatically to the now protective stances we had all taken on.100

I was surprised that they hadn’t moved to protect the younger of the women, it had become obvious to me that the taller of the sisters was the youngest so the one to be my bride. Her eyes seemed cold. 101

From what I heard she was not a fighter and from what I understood the others around her were there as body guards. Why weren’t they guarding?102

“Why so serious?” I heard a giggle from the steps behind us. I searched through my mind trying to figure out how I had missed this girl, how had I missed her entry into our house? How had I not heard her with the others? How had all of us been taken off guard?103

“Who the hell,” I turned instinctively. I stopped as I saw her wide green eyes watching me. 104

“Hellu.” She giggled and jumped off the stopped she was crouching on and landed next to me lightly. “Peter?” I nodded. Her smile doubled in size.105

“I’m Bellatrix.” 106

“Yes.” I said stiffly as I tried to relax my tense muscles, there was no use. She giggled again.107

“You liked the last Batman movie too, joker was brilliant. I love the movie Stay too, and your music looks good. Why do you have a blue blow up whale down by the dock?”108

“I um, killed a kid and took it because I like blue.” I breathed out trying to sound like my usual sarcastic self, but she had completely taken me off guard. Had she been through my things? Seen my room or some thing else that would give her all of that information about me. How had none of us noticed her?109

“Oh,” she giggled again. “You know blue doesn’t go with red very well.” She reached up and ruffled my hair. I didn’t budge.110

“Trix!” one of the other green eyed women snapped.111

“Oh, don’t be so fussy Bridget.” Bellatrix said giggling with a slight pout on her face. “I made sure not to choose a blue dress because I knew you were a red head, but I forgot that your eyes were blue. Oh well, my dress is very beautiful.”112

“Not wearing white?”113

“Sticking to tradition?” she looked a little amused by the thought.114

“Um, no, I guess not.” I mumbled.115

“Beautiful how they long to be in the air while they’re confined to the sea. And yet they love it down there, the deep blue expanse that is theirs to fly through. Their song, so sad and beautiful, lust and longing, the epitome of sorrowful romanticism.” Bellatrix added.116

“Excuse me?” They were right she was eccentric, she made very little if any sense.117

“Whales.” She said smiling. “I love whales. Like I said , they’re beautiful just like the half blood said.” She smiled up at me.118

“Yes.” I said slowly.119

“You should take me to see them one day, you would love them.” She smiled with a childish innocence that didn’t fit her dark and deep green eyes.120

“Maybe.” Was all I could say as I looked at the child I was about to marry. 121

She was 5’1, which meant she barely could reach my chest. I was very tall and lanky, but she was small in every way. She was thin but also short and well filled out, some what elfin. She had long black hair that was layered wit her tips naturally curling and the rest of it falling with slight curls down to her waist. It was thicker and more lustrous than her family members standing on the opposite side of the room and it wasn’t as limp. She had styled it much differently too, in my opinion that was what made the difference. It framed her little face wonderfully with her lax curls falling over her shoulder had a flowing affect down her back. Plus her cute little wisps for bangs added to the beauty of it all.122

She had thicker lips that the others but they were small and some what puckered. Her nose was smaller, much more petite and button like but still just as well defined and as long as her family. Her brows were also already set as theirs were and her forehead as well, and like them her eyes were set deep within her face and her face was very silky and smooth. She was just as lean as they were, and like them, her face was narrow but well filled in with a strong chin but without very high cheek bones. But most noticeable, most stunning, was her eyes. They were so dark around the edges and by the pupils but in the middle they seemed to light up and draw you in. Her entire face stunned me.123

If she were human, she would look about fourteen.124

Since she was not, she simply looked to young for me.125

She blinked and closed her mouth but her smile remained and her eyes twinkled. I blinked and looked down into her wonderful eyes as they lured me in.126

Could I really be falling in love with the woman I was about to marry?