The Vampires Pet

Chapter 13

The day progressed with Clara and Nicholas trying to teach me how to sense her connection to my mind and become resistant to it. They both made it clear it would be a difficult task but with my mind fogged from the questions I barely made any progress, leaving me drained and feeling useless. 

Clara left in the early afternoon, after having a hushed conversation with Nicholas in the corner. Every now and then their eyes glancing to mine. They were probably talking about how weak and slow I was. Nicholas left soon after, Huxley brought me dinner and I fell asleep. It was the next morning and I was sitting on the couch wondering why my life was suddenly becoming anything but simple. 

I grew up a simple girl, at least that's what I thought. My parents were normal, well expect the fact that they did some things different like teaching me knowledge even though we were poor. Their death was uncanny and although it was always sitting in the back of my mind, it only recently became apparent how puzzling it was. When I thought too hard about that day and what may have led up to their deaths, my mind fogs and I get sharp headaches. 

Maybe a witch killed them? Or vampires and they used mind magic on me? But then why spare me instead of killing me? It made no sense. Nothing in my mind these days made sense and it was all his fault. He ruined my norm, tainted my life.  

The door opened, my head snapping to see Nicholas walk in with a bag. He looked me over before the corner of his mouth twitched up. 

"Did you sleep at all Fairy?" He asked. 

"Not really Master." I mumbled. 

How could I possibly sleep with all that's been happening. Nicholas placed the bag on the desk, pulling out a few books and another smaller brown paper bag. 

"Master?" I asked, watching as his eyes snapped to mine. 

"Yes Fairy?" He asked, sitting on the end of his bed, facing me. 

"Do you think my parents were killed by something supernatural?" I asked softly, studying his eyes for any hint of his thoughts. 

His eyes narrowed ever so slightly, his brows creasing a small amount. It was barely noticeable but I had gotten use to spotting the small expression changes seeming he doesn't usually tell me very much. 

"Do you think they were?" I grumbled slightly at his question. 

"Do you always have to answer with another question Master?" 

There were only a few times when he would answer a question properly and it was starting to bug me how little he would tell and would divert questions. 

His eyebrows raised at me, his lips curling up and fangs sticking out. "Do I do that?" He asked sarcastically. "Would you like me to answer you properly then?" 

"Those were both questions Master."

"Ah then I won't tell you what I think." 

"Sorry Master." I mumbled. "Tell me."

"What's the magic word?" 

I grumbled and rolled my eyes. "Please Master." 

"Much better." He smiled. "I think it's a possibility. You were young back then, young minds forget things easily especially when trauma is involved. You could've forgotten a witch attacking them." 

So that's why my mind is so foggy? Trying to remember that day isn't like trying to remember the words of a song, it's different. The way my mind feels was different and everything in me was telling me there's more to it.  

"What are those?" I asked, staring at the books. 

"Books." I pursued my lips at his answer, obviously they were books. "How much do you know about the four lands?" He asked. 

I furrowed my brows slightly. "I know their names."

"What are they?"

Why did he always have to go off on a strange topic. He was so annoyingly confusing. 

"Affaraon, Baltia, Kunlun and Irkalla." I stared at him, wondering what he was planning this time. 

"What is Affaraon?" He wasn't paying attention to me as he looked over the books. 

"Affaraon is the land of druids. Where we live." 

He nodded and hummed, skimming through the books. "Who were the founders of Affaraon?"

"The Witches." I answered boredly. "Why Master?"

"What Witches?" He asked ignoring my question, I sighed and leaned back into the couch, closing my eyes. 

"The first ten." 

"Do you know how they came to this place?" He asked, I heard shuffling but didn't bother to open my eyes. 

"No." 

"God." I snapped my eyes open, jumping slightly when I met Nicholas's red eyes staring straight into mine. He had moved and was now sitting on the end of his bed. 

"God?" 

He nodded his head. "God and Witches go hand in hand, as do Vampires and Satan. The story is that God knew he needed his own little minions so to speak, so he sent down ten ethereal beings a thousand years ago. When Satan learned this he sent Vampires too." 

I had always heard the bedtime stories of how Witches and Vampires came about, but I never knew God and Satan were the ones to bring them to earth. Although that is also just a story, the only ones who knew the truth were the first ten witches but they were all gone now. I don't think there were any witches alive that knew the first ten either. They quite honestly disappeared from existence and left many things unanswered, I suppose that's why Nicholas wants the prophecies. 

"Is that why Witches and Vampires are natural born enemies?" I asked. 

Nicholas smirked. "Indeed it is." He chucked me the smaller brown paper bag. "Eat. Do you know what land the Vampires originated from?"  

I caught the bag and looked inside to see a freshly baked pastry. I could've drooled it smelt so nice but I composed myself. I glanced back at Nicholas, he looked amused. I slowly started to eat. 

"No, I don't know Master." 

"Irkalla, also known as the underworld of no return." He said while he folded the cuffs of his shirt. 

"Is it known as that because of the vampires?" I asked softly. 

"Yes. A lot of illegal business goes on in Irkalla, most councilmen don't even want to go there. The most vicious vampires live there, beings who have lost touch with reality and their consciousness." 

I shivered at the thought of Irkalla. I hated the vampires here in Affaraon and thought them soulless, I would never want to be near anything a vampire thinks is vicious.

"Have you been there?" I asked. 

"I have. It isn't a pleasant place. Others are too scared to go there so I have too." Nicholas gave me a strange look. "You'd be eaten alive there." He smiled evilly and I shivered. 

"Good thing I'm not going there." I said quietly. 

"What about Kunlun?" He asked, noticing my tone of voice but ignoring it for now. 

Kunlun was the supernatural capitol. My grandmother spoke about it a few times and I always heard people in the village talk about it. The strongest and most influential supernaturals, mainly vampires now, live in Kunlun. They take care of the 'big important' business. I guess you could almost say the top vampire there is the king as unfortunate as that is. Even if there are still some higher standing humans in the world, none of them can even be compared to a vampire. 

The world I lived in was miserable and unfair in many ways. Vampires rule over practically everything, they are the ones who get the money from the village head. The village heads are no longer in control of the villages anymore, the vampires control them and make them do as they say so in actuality the vampires are in control of the villages. 

"Vampire Capitol." 

I wondered if werewolves lived in Kunlun. I didn't know much about werewolves, or any supernaturals for that fact. Werewolves were always more quiet and secretive in a sense. You never heard much of them unlike the vampires who like to make scenes and draw attention to themselves. 

"Supernatural Capitol." He corrected. 

"Vampires practically rule everything." I grumbled, narrowing my eyes on his. 

"That we do Fairy, because we are stronger and smarter than you humans." He had one eyebrow raised as he stared at me with an amused expression. I was a toy that brought him amusement, I hated it. 

"I disagree on the latter." I couldn't say I thought humans were stronger than vampires because let's face it, we aren't not in physical strength or in status. We were the weakest beings that walked the earth now. 

"Oh you do, do you?" He smirked wickedly. "The stage is yours, pose your argument." 

I pursed my lips, this felt like a trap but regardless I'd give him my thoughts. I was becoming tired of being so weak and intimidated around Nicholas. I had a fire inside, I just needed to reach for it. 

"If humans were given the same education as vampires I'm more than certain our smarts would trifle yours." 

"Indeed?" He studied me attentive eyes. 

"Yes Master." 

"The humans with a higher status get education." He spoke, his lips permanently curled into a smirk. "Doesn't make them smart." 

"So in your opinion, all vampires are smart?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. "With or without education?" 

He let out a light chuckle. "Well they are smarter than humans but that isn't a big feat." 

I narrowed my eyes, my parents were definitely smarter than vampires and so was my gran. I will admit I've met a lot of stupid humans but I've met stupid vampires too. From what I can remember, my father was the smartest person I had ever met. My gran would tell me sometimes about how intelligent him and my mother were and that there was no doubt I had gotten those genes. 

"I think it's fair to say that anyone can be smarter than another regardless on whether you're a vampire or human." I said. 

"Intelligence is a trait influenced by genetics and environmental factors." He spoke. "Vampire genetics are far more superior than humans so by using that law, vampires would be naturally regarded as smarter." 

Unfortunately Nicholas was right. Vampires genetics are more complicated and superior to humans. You couldn't really expect a normal humans genes to be the same as a vampires or witches, after all the are supernatural creatures with unnatural abilities. 

"As you said yourself Master, influenced by genetics and environmental factors." I raised my brows. "If you speak genetics only then maybe I'd be forced to agree but when there are more factors to play then I can do nothing but disagree." 

His red eyes lit up even brighter, a streak of humour flashing through. He shook his head and chuckled. 

"I must admit you are a good arguer, I pity the man you marry." He grinned devilishly. "I quite fancy this side of you Fairy." 

His pearly white fangs were peeking out from his berry red lips. I gulped unsure if what he said was a good or bad thing but I had to admit it felt nice to properly voice my opinion. My fingers fumbled together, I suddenly felt nervous under his predatory gaze. 

"My father taught me to always have my own opinion." I said softly. 

Nicholas's grin disappeared, his face evened out as he studied me. "Your father seemed wise." 

"He was." I almost smiled at the memories in my mind. 

My father was an inspiring man, although I didn't have much time with him and the memories I do have are blurry, I still remember how mature he was. Even if he was wronged, he was calm and wise about everything. His smile will always reside in my mind. 

"Get ready Fairy." Nicholas stood abruptly, walking to his desk. 

I furrowed my brows. "What, why?" 

"I've got work." He said in a duh tone. 

"What does that have to do with me?" I asked. I've been staying here while he goes out on jobs since last time. 

"You're coming with me from now on Fairy." He said, grabbing a bag that was under his desk. 

"Why?" I asked, getting to my feet. 

Nicholas turned his head, his eyes finding mine instantly. "You're intelligent, for a human, Fairy, work the rest out yourself." He gave me a lopsided grin. 

I blinked a few times, frozen in my spot before hurrying to the bathroom to get ready. I wouldn't say going with Nicholas on his jobs was enjoyable, especially not when I have to meet all his vampire work mates, but It was far better than being locked inside his room all day. If I was out with him I could plan my next escape and this time I wouldn't be caught again.