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Post by xavier on Jun 27, 2008 12:33:35 GMT -5
Nightfall, it was almost over. It had been a long night, wanting to fight these werewolves, then being turned on by his own brethren? or what he thought was he brethren. Those were nothing more than mere Imitations of Vampires, nothing more than Damned Souls with no etiquette or ethics. Time seemed to not exist in the world that he had been in back at the parks. It had all went by so fast, but it had been drawn out to where a second felt like ten minutes. In reality, Xavier had only been there for roughly and Hour and a Half.
Xavier's ice blue eyes slowly gazed up into the moon. The only thing that seemed to be visible in his incredible speed. He had so much time to be with Aubrey that he could stop running right now, but he didn't. She was injured and however dense Xavier's hatred was for humans, she wouldn't be one much longer. Her wound's were enough to have her dead already, however she seemed to fight through the pain and continue to go on living. Oh, the pain ahead..She didn't understand how excruciating it would be. The venom would course through her veins and it would feel like Jet fuel being set off in her body, along with getting a couple of rounds through the electric chair to sugarcoat it.
Sadness almost overcame him as he realized the pain she would be going through, however that feeling was suddenly drowned out by the overwhelming triumph of the resurrection of the Black Nail Coven. She was being presented with a high honor. Xavier wasn't any random dirty, no-name Vampire like the ones back at the park. Just the sound of his name would cause pain to one-thousand souls in this world and in the next. The Black Nail Coven was the most respected Coven in england during their years of reign, Vampires would cower in fear at one of their member's presence but they have since then vanished.
No Longer, No longer would Xavier have this curse of being the only of his Coven left, He would no longer be subject to the ridicule of his Covens representation. People would hear the name and shake in fear. People would catch the scent and run into their hideouts and wait until they passed. And it all would begin, as soon as Xavier stepped through the doors of the large, rich, beautiful mansion that he stood in front of now. |
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Post by aubrey on Jun 27, 2008 12:50:19 GMT -5
Somehow, Aubrey fought through the darkness that was trying to take her. She was going to die. The last few hits she had taken was too much for her fragile body. She clung to the vampire. She couldn't remember if the others were alive or not. She would have cried for them, but she had no energy.
She felt them stop. She peeked up. They were standing in front of a massive door. This was it. This was the end. She should have fought it, she wanted too, but she couldn't. Her body shuttered. It wouldn't be long now. She might even die before he could take her. She sighed and pressed into him, half terrified of what was waiting in store, half anticipating the same.
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Post by xavier on Jun 27, 2008 13:09:24 GMT -5
Xavier tapped a few buttons on the side of the door, a security key code only he himself knew. His eyes then shifted at Aubrey, she was terrified, almost too scared to cry. Then, the sound of a mechanical unlocking was heard and he opened the door. The sight was beautiful. High walls and Marble pillars decorating the main entry. A grand piano in the corner of the living area and a fireplace with a large carpet set right in front.
That was his destination, that is where he was going to change her. Xavier slowly walked over to that location and placed her body down. If he was going to do this, he was going to do it right. He gently laid her down in the middle of the unearthly soft carpet and brushed her hair out of her eyes. His facial expression was sincere and warm. He wanted to make this experience as easy as possible. He picked up a few candles and placed them around the carpet, leaving her in a ring of burning candles.
He sighed, he was going to make sure she was alive then entire way through. He took off his jacket and dimmed the lights to where they were barely noticeable. However, behind the darkness you could still make out his piercing blue eyes and his glimmering white fangs that slightly peeked out of his mouth. He crossed his arms and his paced around the burning circle.
It will hurt, It will be very painful, i will not lie to you. However, the outcome..is that of intense relief and satisfaction. You will wake up in a new world, the world of the Damned. I will teach you everything you need to know. Seeing that you are being Introduced into the Black Nail Coven it is only right I explain to you that this will be more painful than a normal transformation. You will be bitten, you will drink my blood, and your body will die. It doesn't get any more simple than that.
From his back pocket, Xavier pulled out a Rosary and pleasantly gave it to Aubrey, even if she didn't have faith in a God, it was best that she start, because the pain ahead was something No God should allow.. |
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Post by aubrey on Jun 27, 2008 13:32:36 GMT -5
Aubrey's breath became shallow. She could feel her body slowing and preparing to stop. She looked up into his eyes, the reflection of the candles making them seem glossy. She didn't want to hear promises of pain. It would take three days to fully turn. Maybe he would just let her sleep the entire time.
She opened her mouth, but no sound could come. Her eyes watered with tears that would never shed as she tightly grasped the Rosary. How would she ever be able to explain this to Jean-Claude. He sent her away from New Orleans to protect her, and now she was dying. Dying in the arms of a man who had wanted to see her as a slave.
She raised her eyes to his face. In the dim light, with all of the candles surrounding the pair, he almost looked like an angel. She reached up to graze his face. Maybe death wouldn't be so bad. She nodded. What other choice did she have?
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Post by xavier on Jun 27, 2008 13:45:34 GMT -5
Her warm touch caused Xavier to lust even more for the taste of her blood. It was calling him, he wanted to take every drop of blood from her but he couldn't he had another purpose for her. She would be the frist of the second generation of The Black Nail Coven. She would wake up 3 days from now, not knowing she had changed until she looks at those fine, glossy black nails decorating her hands.
He grabbed her wrist and nodded to her in security, besides the pain, she would be fine. He rubbed her wrist for a second and laid it down. Xavier slowly lowered to lay down right beside her and smiled, then then leaned over her body to the other side of her neck. Her aroma was beautiful, he was anxious to begin. His tounge slid up and down the side of her neck, to moisten the skin of course. He bared his fangs and slowly dug deep into her neck. It may have just been the wait, but he had not tasted blood so sweet in a long time, years. He drank, for what seemed like an eternity and he pulled his mouth away, the blood that remained in his mouth that was not swallowed spilled to the ground and he looked at her.
His eyes looked at her sweetly, the pain had only begun. He pulled his sleeve up to his elbow and sliced deeply into his wrist with his index finger's sharp nail. Dark blood dripped onto the floor as he looked sincerely into the eyes of Aubrey, this was it.
Drink, sweetheart. |
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Post by aubrey on Jun 27, 2008 14:31:56 GMT -5
His warmth was comforting. She had wanted to melt into his warmth, but then cam the pain. I was sharp and almost unbearable. She cried out in shock. She felt his release and her own blood falling onto her body.
She watched him lower his wrist to her mouth. She wanted to resist at first, but she was afraid to die. She took his wrist into her hands and forced it to her mouth. This pain was unbearable. She writhed on the carpet and screamed out in agony.
She gripped at Xavier, pulling him toward her. She could feel the blood freezing in her veins. She cried as she curled into her ball. She doubted she could survive three days of the agony, but she had no option of turning back.
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Post by xavier on Jun 27, 2008 14:39:43 GMT -5
As Aubrey kicked, screamed and turned violently, he softly brushed her hair back. It was going to be a long 3 days, He could feel the agony as her screams echoed from the walls of his home. His eyes slowly lowered as he felt her arms gripping him tightly, begging for the pain to stop. However, there was no hope in turning back now, she was going to be a vampire, A member of The Black Nail Coven at that.
Xavier tried his best to comfort her through her agony, 3 days of pain and suffering was something no one should bare. However, she was the lucky one to take it all in. He only hoped that she would come out of the trail of pain a new being entirely. He hoped she would understand his motives and be able to accept the rules and laws of the Coven. Oh, the thoughts running through his head now were amazing. All while looking at her face coil up in pain as the venom took away at her body. |
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Post by aubrey on Jun 27, 2008 16:58:07 GMT -5
Three days later
Honey orbs slowly opened. They blinked rapidly. She sat up, slowly. She was in an immaculate room. She had been in rooms like this before, but only as a young girl. When she got older Jean-Claude had never wanted her in his room. He had said it was too much of a temptation. She was sitting in a colossal bed that dominated the central area of the room. The coverlet was gold, just barely lighter than the walls; the frame was black, made of intricately pattered wrought iron. Sculpted metal roses wound in vines up the tall posts.
Aubrey slipped off of the bed, wrapping the silk golden sheet around her naked body. She walked to the far wall. It was covered by a large mirror. She touched her reflection. Her eyes widened when she seen the bite marks on her neck. There were several. He had fed from her while she was turning. She looked down at her nails. He had polished them. The candlelight reflected off the smooth, black surface.
She could hear someone approaching the room. She could sense Xavier. She quickly moved back to the bed. She situated the sheets around her and waited for him. Oddly enough, she was anticipating his entrance. |
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Post by xavier on Jun 27, 2008 17:11:53 GMT -5
Xavier walked down the long, unforgiving hallways of his home. He was wearing a tight black muscle shirt with a long, elegant , silky red robe that touched the floor. He moved slowly toward the room where he had put Aubrey, She should have been awake by now, the three day mark had past and it was time for her to awaken and embrace eternal life.
Slowly, his hand turned the doorknob to the massive French doors. He pulled the door open and slowly walked in. Nightfall had just begun. Xavier flipped the switch on the wall, the light would be blinding to her, however he wanted to see her face, how gorgeous she would look as a Vampire instead of a human, her pasty white skin, dark eyes, lovely hair. He had taken care of her in her time of pain. Xavier brushed and straightened her hair, cleaned her up and made sure she was presentable. As the first day as a Vampire, she couldn't look grungy.
He smiled and her and slowly moved toward her bedside. He grabbed her hand and looked at her nails. Fresh, shiny and glossed to a black so fine it could even be seen in the darkest room. The venom that created the black appearance resembled nail polish, but it was far from it. Xavier laid her hand down and crossed his arms and observed her defensive posture under the sheets. He had seen everything he wanted to see while she was in her slumber, why would she be hiding it now.
How are you feeling?
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Post by aubrey on Jun 27, 2008 19:35:31 GMT -5
Aubrey sighed. "I feel...different." She watched him examine her hand. She didn't really know how she felt. She couldn't explain it. She searched his face for any type of emotion, but she had to look away. She wanted to know why she was naked in this bed and who's bed it was.
"Were am I?" Her voice was different. It was softer and more pleasant. She felt odd. Like she didn't belong in her own body. She felt amazing. She felt as though she could hear and smell everything, but at the same time she felt cold and empty. She took his hands into her own. She trailed her fingertips over his hands slowly, enjoying the smooth texture. She realized that he had not painted her nails, they were just black.
She gasped as she stared down at their hands. "Will they always be this way?"
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Post by xavier on Jun 27, 2008 19:53:30 GMT -5
Xavier rubbed her hands back in a sensual warm motion. She was feeling all the new senses of being a vampire. Her sense of smell was stronger, sight was more keen, hearing was strictly sharper. She was out for sometime, she had forgotten a lot but she still had bits and pieces in the back of her mind. His soft touch went up and down her arm as she was finally changed.
Your in my home, sweetheart.
He said getting up from the bed and walking around the room. His eyes stayed locked onto her as he paced back and forth, she was beautiful in her new transformation. Her pale skin was soft against the golden sheets, her sweet aroma filled the room. He was glad he had done such a thing, she was changed, she was new.
The Nails, Ah yes. They will stay for approximately for around 10,000 years before you have to drink my blood to get the Venom running through your blood again. I promise, it would be as painful next time.
He said with a warm smile. He leaned against the door and admired her elegance, even though she was covered up under the sheets. So much for her to learn, so many souls out there that needed to be fed upon, so much reading and training in secrecy for The Black Nail Coven's return.
Why don't you get dressed? I alot to teach you. |
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Post by aubrey on Jun 27, 2008 20:26:01 GMT -5
Aubrey snuggled back into the feather comforter and pillows. She didn't feel like getting dressed or doing anything that a normal vampire would be doing. She wanted to sleep for a little while longer. She looked down at her black nails. A sad sigh escaped her lips. She had once had beautiful nails, and now they would never be again.
She stretched one arm out to Xavier and patted the bed beside her with her other. He could tell her all about her new life in bed. Plus, she was feeling vulnerable. She needed to be held. Aubrey could remember times when a new vampire would enter into the coven. After they were turned Jean-Clause would automatically begin teaching the new fledgling. But they would all bond as well.
She could remember days spent safely tucked away in beds with various members of the coven and the fledglings. They had always made her apart of that. She needed a stronger bond with Xavier than just him simply being her sire. If she was to be forced to spent eternity with him, she needed to trust and love him.
She playfully pouted at him. "We could stay here tonight. We don't have to do anything yet." She was trying to disguise the need in her voice, but she could hear it falter. She sat back up on the bed letting the sheet fall away from her torso. She held both arms out to him now. "Please. I don't feel like leaving yet."
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Post by xavier on Jun 27, 2008 20:36:21 GMT -5
Xavier's eyes shifted away but couldn't help but look at her Torso. Bare naked skin, he was almost drawn to jump all over her and have his way with her right then and their but he held back. She shook his head and moved toward her, she was a new Vampire, scared, Lonely, Lost. Of course she needed someone. Xavier only wished he had someone to aid him like that in The First Generation.
When he first was introduced to the Coven, the first thing he was taught was pain endurance, Whipped with chains, Shot at, burned for roughly 8 hours. If he would show the slightest form of pain or discomfort, the time would start all over again, talk about bonding and nurturing. Despite the pain he went through, he couldn't help but love his elders and teachers, without them he would be nothing but an Average Vampire today.
Xavier slowly moved over to Aubrey, he wrapped his arms around her naked torso and gently rubbed her back. It was going to be a very long training period. She wasn't too open to going out and killing right away, she still had some mortal emotions for humans lingering on in her bones but they would soon fade.
It will be alright.. |
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Post by aubrey on Jun 27, 2008 20:55:36 GMT -5
Aubrey pulled away from him. Cautiously she untied his robe and then pulled off his shirt. She made her motions deliberately slow. She explored his upper body slowly. There were scars starting below his shoulders and reaching down past the top of his pants. Her heart suddenly hurt for him. He had been tortured right before they turned him. His body had healed, but the scars remained. She wondered about other scars that he might have.
She scooted her body so she was now facing his back. She traced the scars with a black finger nail. Then, bent her face down and brushed then slightly with her lips. She lingered for a few moments and then placed her self back beside him. She gently pushed him back until he was lying in her pillows. She pressed herself against his bare chest. She traced his face. He had once had freckles. You could never notice them unless you were as close as she was. She brushed her lips over the faint line. She started with the side of his cheek, then over his nose and the other cheek.
Aubrey brushed his lips with hers. "They tortured you first." she pressed her cheek against his pale one. Her voice was barely a whisper. "Why would they do that?"
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Post by xavier on Jun 27, 2008 21:05:30 GMT -5
As the kisses trailed over his body he closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her lips caressing his face. He tried not to show that he enjoyed it, he didn't want her to fall in love with him so quick and easily. His eyes simply gazed back at hers when she asked her questions, she looked at the scars, As her long finger trailed down his back he could only have flashbacks about each scar, how painful it was. His sharp blue eyes gazed deeply into her deep honey colored ones.
They did it to mold me. Create me into what I am today. I didn't like it, who would? But I appreciated it. It was a Bittersweet gesture they did for me to teach me never to show pain, or defeat. And I love them for it..
He said slowly moving his hand across her stomach underneath the sheet and moving his hand to graze her hips and her sides, the curves of her body drove him wild, however he didn't dare to go any further. Xavier simply kept it at that and continued to gaze at her. For bonding, he didn't even need to say any words. Aubrey could find out everything she needed through his eyes. |
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