Vampiric

Damien

Mystery Mans POV

She’s finally sleeping. I was waiting for the peace and quiet, but now that she’s asleep, I kind of wish she was awake again. Maybe I could have been nicer to her, she IS my prodigy after all. But we have time limits! f*****g deadlines that need to be met! Things she can’t even begin to understand yet! She was taking too damn long! We only have until dawn for f**k sake! She should have felt my urgency and acted accordingly! 

I’m annoyed, and now there’s f*****g vomit all over my car. She didn’t even f*****g say anything! Who the hell does that?! Just throws up in some strangers f*****g car without even an ounce of warning! She didn’t even heave! Just f*****g projectile vomited! It’s going to take hours to clean this s**t up and even longer for the smell to fade. 

‘f**k!’ Mumbling to myself out loud, reacting to my thoughts. 

This is my first time doing this, I need to make sure it’s done right. 

Asura was very specific with my task.. each step to be followed exactly as he instructed... ON TIME!

I think back to the conversation Asura, my maker, and I had. 

“My son, it’s time for you to have a prodigy of your own. You’ve prepared for this and have been ready for years. Stop stalling, you’re ready.”

I knew I was ready, I just couldn’t find someone that seemed like she’d suit me. Until her, that is. 

The steps for turning a human are excruciating. The process would push any normal human past the brink of insanity. Even the process after the turning doesn’t always guarantee a successful transformation. Sometimes, if you get a ‘bad batch’, you have to exterminate the prodigy and start over. 

I’m hoping my first attempt is a positive one, it has to be! Asura had been my mentor for centuries and has decided it was time for us to part. I don’t want to walk on this earth alone. I think back to how heart broken I was when he decided to put the wedge between us..

“Asura, I can’t live without you! You’re my maker! You did this to me! You gave me immortality and then just leave me?! I love you!” I sobbed so hard, crying harder than I ever have before. I loved him like a father and he was kicking me out of the nest like a baby bird. 

“My son, you will do great things in the future. This is not a goodbye for us. I’ll always be in your afterlife, my son. Our bond will never be severed.”

He spoke with such kindness and comfort. It only made me cry harder. Gripping on to his clothing, refusing to let go. “You’ve watched me for centuries and this is the final obstacle you need to overcome. I’ve taught you everything I could possibly teach you. Your vast knowledge paired with your strength is something amazing that I cannot keep all to myself anymore.” The only thing he didn’t teach me is how to be without him. 

“Once the pupil surpasses the teacher, it’s time to move on. This is not a loss for us, I assure you. It’s only the beginning.”

Asura is an extremely powerful presence, a force all on his own. He claims I’m just as powerful, although I didn’t believe him at first. Now I can’t help but wonder if that is why he was so insistent that I find my own prodigy. Being so powerful, I wasn’t exactly easy to control anymore. I rarely listened to anything Asura ordered. Before, when he would order me to do something, if I disobeyed, my skin would burn. Sores would form all over my body, the glowing of smoldering embers under my skin could light up the darkest of spaces. If I angered him, he’d lock me in my tomb, unable to finish the task given to me to stop the burning. Causing me to suffer alone until I started turning to ash. He always let me out before I hit the brink of death, or keep me inside but retract his orders. Retracting the order extinguishes the embers almost immediately. Now, even with my deliberate disobedience, the embers do not ignite. His power over me has weakened, this is the last step, the ultimate test. He will release me after my success. This prodigy is going to be my new life partner, or pet, whichever I decide.

The success of my new prodigy, I will prove I truly am more powerful than Asura. I don’t burn! How did I not ever notice before? It took me until now, being out of his grip, away from his manipulation and presence to come to this.

But that means I, I’m..the new head Vampire. The Primus. Asura has been grooming me to eventually take over his place as Primus. I had already knew of this but I didn’t know it’d be so soon! I was blissfully ignorant, just content in my position as the assistant. 

“Damien, Primus of the Vampires.” I recite to myself. Has a nice ring to it, if you ask me! Smirking to myself, the realization of power has done something to me. My personality feels altered somehow. I look over at my prodigy, I know she’ll be perfect.

Asura was the original head vampire. The main ruler of all the Elders. Once he’s demoted and I am welcomed to the council and worshipped like a God. NO! THE God! 

After being dubbed Primus, accompanied by my new prodigy, nothing will stand in my way.. IF she is a success that is! Being an Elder, the turning process should be second nature to me by now, but her being my first, it will only prove me stronger. Most vampires fail their first turning. With so much riding on this, I cannot fail, I will NOT fail! I need to protect her. I’m sure I’ll have some competition coming my way once the news is released to power hungry understudies. I growl at the thought of a low, lifeless, corpse coming to challenge me for my title or trying to kill my new vampire. She is still sleeping soundly as we arrive at the tomb.. waking her will be easy. A devious smile creeps across my face. It’s my turn to cause someone to burn.

“Wake up” I whisper, purposefully trying NOT to wake her. My beauty does not move with my words. Still fast asleep in the passenger seat of my car. Studying and admiring her, she’s even more gorgeous than I remember. Although the thought of her in pain strangely arouses me. I want to cause her more pain but at the same time, I’d hate to disturb her. 

I need her to wake up. I need her to be ready.

“I command you to wake up!” I say. Excited, I watch with eyes wide open, waiting for the pain. I feel myself shaking with adrenaline pulsing through me. She begins to glow, here come the embers. If my organs functioned, my heart would surely be pounding with excitement. She screams herself awake and the embers instantly extinguish themselves with the compliance of my command. 

 “We need to get moving. I promise I’ll explain everything once we get inside.” I lie softly to her. She agrees with a nod. The beauty exits the car, and I extend my hand to her. If I’m to have this woman fall for me, I must be lovable. She glares at me, unsure of her next move. I can see her thinking. I glare back with a look of insistence, snarling to myself ‘She better take my f*****g hand.’ Reluctantly, she places her hand in mine. 

Good girl. Even though a part of me secretly dared her to disobey. I’m watching as her eyes widen at the sight of the structure in front of us. Her eyes are a deep dark ocean of blue wonder. She is in awe of our home. Our tomb hidden beneath the illusion of a mansion. It’s an incredible sight if I do say so myself. We take our first steps into the palace-like home. With a glance, I light the fireplace in the main room. I extend my arm, directing her to go in and sit down.. When she walks, she almost glides. Her hips sway, her curves jiggle ever so slightly. Just enough in all the right places. I feel myself getting excited again as she plants herself in the single chair by the fire. 

“I can’t feel the warmth.” she whispers, she looks down at the floor. I love the sound of her voice, it sends beautiful music notes through my ears. Sitting down on the couch directly across from her, I stare at her again, watching the glow of the flames and the darkness of shadows dance around her body. 

“You had some questions for me. We need to make them brief for tonight as we don’t have a lot of time. What are the answers you need now?” Dawn is quickly approaching, I added urgency to my voice.

“Where are we?” She asks. 

“Home.” I say. 

“Am I dead?” I can feel the sadness sitting in her chest. The weight is heavy, which grows heavier with my answer.

“You are something greater than that, but for the sake of argument. Yes, technically, you are dead.”

She doesn’t move with my answer, almost like she’s frozen in shock. Breaking the silence,

“Now please, one last question, then we must go.” I say delicately, trying to be courteous of her emotions.  

She looks at me with the soft eyes of curiosity as she asks “What is your name?”

“Damien.” My response makes a 

soft smile appear. She warms my insides, a sensation I haven’t felt since I was actually alive. “Let’s go, you’ll like this part.” I say, trying to coax her into putting some pep in her step. She stands, I feel her panic and make a rash decision, but before I can even make a sound, she bolts for the front door. “Stop!” I scream, but she’s already running outside. I need to stop her, she’ll reap havoc everywhere she goes if I don’t. I stand in the door way and proclaim “I command you to return, NOW!” 

She screams world shattering wails of intense pain. I can see her glowing like a firefly in the dark as she drops to the ground. She is crawling in anguish, but still clawing the ground, moving away from me. Stupid girl.

I blink and before my eyes open back up, I’m towering over her. “If you do not obey me, you will continue to burn.” The firm words are put harshly to teach her a lesson.

She continues to scream, begging me “Please, make it stop! Please stop! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, I’ll do anything you want! Just please, please make it stop!” She crawls towards my feet, wrapping herself around them as the embers smolder under her skin. 

Her reaction has me obviously excited, I’m throbbing at the sounds of her screams but I need to focus. Casting my impure thoughts to the side and silently accept her apology, the embers extinguish. Leaning down, I lift her up and carry her back to our new home. We don’t stop once we’re inside, instead I take her directly to the basement. Introducing her to our Tomb. Gently, I lower her down to the bed we are to share. Climbing over top of her, she looks up at me with wonder and fear in her eyes. I know she can feel my excitement pressing against her. Carefully, I slide my hand beneath her head and lift her close to me. We’re face to face for the first time but I can feel her slight resistance. “Drink me. After, you’ll sleep.” I say to her. 

“Drink what?!” Her face turns up in disgust. Without acknowledgement of her question, I reach for my neck and run my blade-like finger nail across my jugular. The sight of blood makes her blue eyes turn black as she instantly attacks the wound. Sucking me hard as she drinks. I can feel my excitement overflowing and making me wet in my pants. I let out an aggressive moan as the ecstasy of her mouth on me is almost too much to bare. Her thirst is insatiable, and I need to interrupt. “Stop” I say.

She continues to feed as I feel myself running dry. My face feels like it’s sinking in, like a juice box as you try to get the last drop at the bottom. Knowing I have to command her to stop, the s****l tension I’m feeling is screaming at me, begging me to allow her to keep going. Just f*****g suck me dry! 

Focus.

“I command you to stop!” Embers force her to unlatch from me. I need her, I can’t stop myself. Her scent travels up my nose and my senses go wild. She’s the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen and I need her. My aching soul needs to be comforted, she can heal me. I lay on top of her, I’m going to take her now. Please heal me, let me have you. Exposing myself, I pull back, ready to slam myself into her, but she gasps in denial. Her eyes quickly reverting back to the deep blue color I get so captivated with. The loud warning she let out stops me, as I see her eyes fill with fear. Calming myself down, retracting my bad manners, I put myself away. “It’s not easy for me to restrain myself from you. You need to sleep now. We’ll continue this another time.” I assure my sweet girl. 

Wearily, she slowly closes her eyes. She doesn’t trust me yet but I know she feels my intentions are good. I refused to show her weakness even though I did want to apologize. I just lose control of myself at times. Decisions aren’t thought about until after the fact for Vampires. There usually isn’t any repercussions to our actions. Obsessively I stare at her as she sleeps. Now that she’s fed, her skin is flawless, completely healed from the embers. Milky white just like the night I found her. Her hair is shiny, long and so black it almost looks blue in the light. Her lips are a rosy pink color, full and pouty. The skin of her breasts is soft, feeling like she’s made of satin. I gently graze her with my finger tips, I can’t resist her. Her hourglass figure is mesmerizing. Her ass is full and voluptuous. I drool over her beauty. I’m still hard, I crave her. My emotions are all over the place. Torn between wanting to love her, hurt her, raping her, wanting her to love me. How the f**k am I supposed to control myself? I’m an impulsive man who has never been taught any better. Of course I know the difference between right and wrong but the laws of the humans don’t necessarily apply to me. I was human for a short amount of time, I’ve been a vampire for centuries. I need to show her I care somehow. Lifting a blanket over her naked body before I lay down next to her, thinking to myself. I will force myself to be patient for now, but I will have her.