Mr. Markham’s shing star

Chapter 1 I was walking down an old spiral staircase in the castle. Yes, you heard me right, castle. I am no princess. I know for sure that I got here around the age of five. I was taken from my family; as the years went by, I remember less and less about them. I am 17 years old, soon to be 18, and I have never been around kids my own age. I have never had the chance to go to school; the Vampire King, Lazarus, never allowed me that. He is the one that kidnapped me when I was a child. He let me have a tutor to pass the time from the age of 7 and learn to read and write. I don't have extensive education, only the subjects Lazarus thought would be of value. He always made a point to tell me that not even he knows what my future holds. Sometimes it sounds like my life is over; other times, it just started. He is a scary man if you can call him that. He is a very old vampire; he is 756 years old. He has sharp facial features and almost glowing yellow-orange eyes that feel like they can see right through your soul. His skin must have been pale white, but it is tainted with some darker coloring in a few places, and he has some veins on his face that are scary looking; this makes one's heart want to stop at first glance. Lazarus has a soft angelic voice. He used to sing to me at night before bedtime. I didn't understand the lyrics back then because he always sang in Bulgarian. He sang so beautifully. I can no longer remember my mother's face. And my father, I can't remember at all. I don't know if I had any other relatives. I asked once about my parents, and I got a harsh lesson in never asking again. When that happened, I was about six years old. He used needles on me. Long needles and inserted them in a different part of my limbs and then moved or twisted them, and it was excruciating pain. I don't know how but I made it through. I learned later that he made sure the needles were dirty to inflict as much pain as possible and be sure I would suffer after the punishment was over, I did get an infection after that. He has been my torturer and father, Seldom loving but far for constantly abusive. I am confused about what to think and feel about him. I do hate him, and yet I don't. I would never say I love that cruel vampire. Lazarus is the Vampire King, and his word is the law. No one dares to question his decisions. There are many other people here too, but no one is allowed to go near me. Well, they're not people per se; they are all vampires. I've gotten used to the vampires. Since childhood, I have lived with them, and I know enough to hide really well during the evening and night. During the day, they sleep and wake up in the late afternoon or even till sundown. The only people allowed near me are the maid and the cook we have here during the day. They both are loving middle-aged women, the cook's name is: Elsie, and the maid's name is: Esther, but I call her Essie. It's 7 pm, and I am sneaking down the spiral staircase in the castle; I decided to take the back staircase and hope no vampires would see me. Tonight I know they have some party or gathering, and I am never welcome to any event during the evening or night, not that I would want to either. Make no mistake, I am a prisoner, and sure I have thought about escaping. I have no money and nowhere to go; I don't even know where we are or in which country. I know I was born in the US, but I'm not sure I am there now. We have moved many times during my 12 years with the vampires. This castle we are in now is the longest we have stayed in one place; we have been living in this castle for five years now. As I sneak down the stairs, hallways, and corridors of the castle, I feel lucky. I don't meet any vampires and make my way to the kitchen. I grabbed a sandwich and a soda and decided to take them to my room. Lazarus is always so adamant about me eating properly, but I guess it's because I am his food too. He feeds off of me a few times a week. I walk past the grand ballroom, and I hear voices. I know I shouldn't listen to what they say, but I am too curious. It's Lazarus and his 2nd in command, Vikas. It sounds as if they are arguing. s**t, Vikas said my name. What are they saying about me? I walk a little closer to the door to be able to hear. Vikas: Sure, she is just a human, a dirty human. That is still isn't right, you know? She is barely even older than a child and compared to you, she is just a baby. Lazarus: It was always my plan ever since I saw her playing in the garden at her parent's house. It's the reason why I kidnapped her and brought her with me, and that is the reason why she still is alive. I want to have her innocence; it has been too many centuries since I had the please of taking a virgin. Vikas: So you will celebrate her 18th birthday by raping her? She would never willingly give her virginity to a 756 years old vampire. Sure, you look like 350 years old but still. So are you going to tell her what you did with her parents after they went crazy with worry about their only daughter? Lazarus: Why would I do that? I drop the soda can, run to my room as fast as possible, slam the door shut, and lock it. I know if I live through the night, I'll soon be raped or maybe both raped and murdered. Who knows, he didn't sound like the Lazarus I know. He was always stern and harsh but in a twisted way loving. Lazarus breaks down the door and just stands there looking at me as if he can't make up his mind what to do with me. Lazarus: Nova, now you know part of my plan. I sat in motion when you were just a 5-year-old girl playing in your garden. Even I knew it was wrong to desire a 5-year-old girl. I have been waiting for you to be of age. In my time, a girl was of age for marriage when she turned 12 years old, but I will wait till your 18th birthday because times are different now. Then nothing will stop me from having your virginity. You are mine to taste. I'm not sure I'll want you again after that, so I haven't decided yet what to do with you after I get to enjoy your milky white lush body. I consider myself progressive not to have f****d your tiny p***y when you were 12 years old. Do you remember that birthday? Nova: *I'm crying and the tears streaming down my face* Why do you want to hurt me and rape me? Lazarus: I have wanted you since you were five years old. I will have s*x with you and take your virginity. You will give me what I want, or I will take it by force. Tonight I will just feed off you, and I will take your innocence in a few weeks. Your 18th birthday is in 6 weeks, prepare yourself for giving me what I want willingly or prepare to be taken roughly by force. Answer me do you remember your 12th birthday Nova: I remember that Vikas, Essie, and Alucard pulled you off of me that night. You hurt me. You feed off me as you did and I was so weak and almost passed out when you pulled me down to the cold stone floor and started to kick me and tell me what a dirty human I was. Then you started punching me. It feels like you would never stop. I ended up with two broken ribs, a broken arm, and a punctured lung. It took months to heal properly. During my months of healing, you still visited every night to feed off me even though the doctors told you not to do that because it would take longer for me to heal, and you could have even killed me. But you still took my blood and left me so weak and pale every night. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * He attacks me, or that is what it feels like. He holds me down too easily; he is so strong, I have no chance against him. He bit my neck hard and sucked it even more forcefully. Time stops when he feeds, I grow weak quickly, and tonight he is rougher than he has been in a long time and takes more blood than he usually does. The last thing I remember is my mind feels like a fog, and I pass out. When I wake in the morning completely naked under the covers. Then I see the most horrifying sight there is. My entire bed is covered with blood. So much blood, I go to the mirror to look at why my body. To see why it aches so much. I should know; I live with vampires after all. I am so pale, I look like a white sheet with dried blood all over, and I have several new bite marks, and they are all over my body. Even my breasts have a few bite marks; he has never bitten me anywhere but my neck before. And around each bite mark are bruises, evidence of how rough he has been. It looks like I was dinner for 20 vampires or more. There is a light knock on the door and in comes Essie. I quickly grab my robe; she walks to me and hugs me lovingly as she says she has been so worried. Essie tells me that I have been passed out the last four weeks, and if it weren't for the fight or whatever it was that made Lazarus and his army of vampires leave, I would still be out cold. She continues to tell me that Lazarus has been in here several times a day to feed off me, and at night he brings 2 or 3 vampires with him to do the same. I ask her; How can it have been four weeks? How do you know? You never stay during the night. She tells me, well, Lazarus ordered her to stay to take care of me. She says; I think Lazarus wants you out of it till your birthday. That is why he has been feeding on you every day and several times a day. I heard him talking to Vikas about it and his plans for your birthday. Nova, you need to escape! I'll do anything to help. No girl or woman deserves this horrid life and hearing his plan, you need to go. Astonishingly, you made it this many years. I have listened to the vampires talking that Lazarus would be back tomorrow evening with his army. The castle is almost empty; there are only ten guards. Essie, please, I don't want you getting hurt because you helped me. Nova, my lovely girl, I will help you and get you out of the country. I think it is safest to escape to your birth country, America. It's the dark hours of evening and night; you need to hide well. And travel during the daytime. No vampire can follow you in daylight. You should have a bit more strength tomorrow morning and then be ready to escape. I come early and bring you whatever you might need, and I have some time till then to come up with a plane and find someone to help us. I have a few powerful friends that I believe would jump at the chance to mess with these vampires. Essie, where are we? In what country? My sweet girl, we are in the remote part of the north of Scotland. The castle is between Thurso and Inverness; it has no cities nearby. But don't worry, I will have help here tomorrow morning. Now Nova, please, rest so you can manage the journey tomorrow.