Vampire Princess Nikki

The making of the name Zaharia

A thousand years ago….

Cordin Sorin was a seventeen year old who loved the sun and the forest, since his first name means forest and his last the sun. His mom named him before dying when he was a baby. Cordin was a very active kid he was either starting fights or breaking them up he was smart for his age, his father who he never knew was a well known man within his village. Cordin lived with his grandparents who have been taking care of him and his seven brothers and sisters since he could remember, he was the youngest and the most picked on, that is one of the reasons he spends so much time in the forest. On his way home from school one day he was approached by the Dracul gang, the ones that ruled the night.

            ‘Hey Cordin are you ready to join our gang?’

            ‘You know I don’t like the night as well as you do, I like the sun I like the forest I like day, and what I don’t like is you in my way.’

            ‘Well that’s too bad we need your help?’

            ‘Why me?’

            ‘We are not allowed into the forest, the fairies don’t like us, nor do the wolves but we need the arrowhead that was stolen from us.’

            ‘Oh you mean this one?’ Cordin said as he held up the arrowhead he had around his neck.

            ‘Where did you get that?’

            ‘My mother gave it to me before she died, what is it to you?’

            ‘That was taken from us twenty years ago from a hunter. Are you a hunter Cordin?’

            ‘A hunter why would I hunt I love animals.’

            ‘Not that kind of hunter, Cordin you are so lame, do you even know about vampires and werewolves?’

            ‘Only from the fairy tales I was read as a child.’

            ‘Come on an adventure with us we will show you a good time.’

            ‘I…’

            ‘Its not like anybody will miss you, do they even know you are gone now?’

            ‘Your right let’s go.’

Cordin went left with the Dracul gang on an adventure of a lifetime, they showed him the things they did at night that couldn’t be done during the day, he loved in so much he wanted to be one of the night he still loved the forest but the moon was his new favorite thing. He decided to change his last name that way if anybody was looking for him they wouldn’t find him, he went from being a Sorin to a Zaharia. Every night he would go out with his new friends to do what they did best looking for the vampire hunters and killing them. They were out doing there normal fun until one night they came across one of the most famous hunters known to kill anybody that gets in their way especially the ones that have become the hunters, Cordin was the only human in the gang the rest were vampires, he acted like a vampire but the hunters did not know he was human. Cordin was cornered he was trapped he had four hunters surrounding him as he was backed against the wall, the leader grabbed his stake and lunged forward he stabbed in the heart when he didn’t disappear and stood there bleeding they looked confused, his friends came and got the hunters except one that got away.

            ‘We can’t let him die he saved our lives.’

            ‘Let’s change him, he deserves to run in the night, he deserves to be one of us.’

            ‘I’ll do it.’

At the age of eighteen Cordin was a vampire living in his new life, finding things out for himself, his friends had shown him a lot now it was his time to go out on his own. Cordin Zaharia was his name and that is the name he gave his wife when he got married at the age of twenty, he became king at the age of twenty two, at the age of twenty five he had his first son, Decebal Zaharia, he had his daughter at the age of thirty, Catina, a chaste and innocent girl, him and his wife had two more kids before they quit aging at the age of thirty four, twins a boy and a girl, Cici, one born at day break, and Dorin, his tender hearted son. Next in line for the crown was his oldest son Decebal, he was just like his dad full of adventure wanting to know the world, what they didn’t know is the hunter that got away would come back and get revenge or how the found them. Cordin thought he had all his kids and wife protected, he didn’t know Decebal went out to fight to protect the kingdom, it was their home. By the end of the fight the only one left was young Dorin the youngest and now the next in line for the crown, was alone and only four years old he lost his whole family in one night.

Dorin grew up alone he met his queen and they had kids, Dorin stepped down as king when his oldest turned eighteen, Dorin was four hundred and fifty when he finally decided to die his wife was gone along time ago all his kids grew up and moved on, he wanted his son turn king and have kids, and those kids have kids and so on he watched each of the oldest son’s gain the throne. He was around when Geofri was born and took throne, he watched the heartache he had when his wife would die if she had any kids, all he wanted was a son, he watched as they got the son they wanted, he made a promise to her that he would take death for her to have her memories and to live as a human in the world, as long as she helped her son find his mate. She promised him that and when the boy was born and he was named is when the promise they made each other came true. He got to see his greatest grandson be born and be named after his brother that was killed saving his life, he was pleased to be trading lives with his mother knowing that Drake Decebal Zaharia would take the throne and be king and live the life that he should under his father Geofri Decebal Zaharia the peaceful ruler that took care of his family first.