Craving Temptation: Love Of A Vampire

There comes a point in man's life where you question the love that those close to you have for you. Now I never once thought I have to question it as many times that I have had with my beloved. Our union has been riddled with troubles right from the start. One should think that it shall make you grow closer, but it seems that once again she might just kill me, though I do not know the reason thereof.

So I find myself starting at the point of I very sharp dagger. I do understand that she is thinking of the Windchaser boys, but in what way is she thinking of me. Only but an hour ago did she confirm that she chose me, what has since then changed. Does she pity this Vampire Hunter so much? Or is she playing a game that I am once again too dense to notice?

And it is then that she winks at me. She is indeed up to something. I just hope that she realizes that actually killing me is not going to help us. Even though I know that she shall enjoy piercing that dagger into my heart, I doubt that she shall go to such an extreme to prove a point.

So this is how things stand now. A few feet away, I have the Windchaser boys who have their hands and feet tied up, but what I have failed to notice this whole time through my panic is that Connor has managed to get his dagger and cut his ropes off. WhileAnastasia is distracting Annabelle and Zachariah, Ethan is slicing through his ropes. It seems I am the only idiot that finds himself tied up.

Now what should happen I am not quite clear of, for I watch as Anastasia grips hold off the dagger. Then in a short moment of one...two...three...She spins around and slams the dagger into Annabelle's heart. The boys jump to their feet and in less than three...two...one...They have taken all the Vampires in the room out. But except for one. And as she unties my ropes, I do ask the question to the answer that all of us would like to know.

"My beloved, what shall we be doing with him? Surely there is a little spot in hell for him."

"Sebastian, do not be so rude. Even though I would love to end the pesky little Hunter, we do need him to protect the city."

"But why not get another one, maybe one of the Windchaser boys?"

I hear as Connor only but burst out in laughter. He seems something that I consider as serious quite humorous.

"My dear friend, one more day around you, and I will kill you myself. You are a walking magnet attracting nothing but trouble."

"I cannot help that trouble follows me around. And in turn, our dear Vampire Hunter keeps following my beloved around. That is why I say let's get rid of the man."

Then Anastasia gives me that glare that tells me that I am about to be slapped if I say another word.

"Zachariah shall live, and he will continue to protect the city."

"I love how you take charge, my beloved. I would not mind taking you to a place far more private than this."

"Sebastian, I think you said that out loud."

"Oh, dear, look at what I did. If I could blush, then I would be the red of your stilettos."

"I somehow think you said that on purpose. Just keep those dirty thoughts in this warehouse; I would really like to go home now."

I look at her with a cocky smile on my face, and she knows exactly that I am teasing our little Vampire Hunter again. With that, we once again make our way outside, and to the car, that is, if we had one, as we find ourselves in the middle of nowhere. I do know best not to say what else could go wrong.

"Ah, guess we are walking home then."

Then Connor turns to me, with a somewhat less amused expression on his face.

"Do you think you can keep that trap shut?"

"I am afraid that I am not capable thereof."

"Goody, I rambling Vampire."

"Have I ever told you the story of my first encounter with a Vampire Hunter?"

"No, and I beg that you, please don't."

"It is rather funny; you really need to listen to it."

"God, your whining is worse than you talking. Let me just hear the damn story."

So we walk until we find a cab that can take us back to the car. Only minutes later, the boys are dropping us off in front of our home. I believe they are quite relieved to have me out of their hair. So once we say our goodbyes, we walk somewhat peacefully back to the house. To say that it has been a nightmare of a day would be quite an understatement.

As we take a slow walk side by side, I take in a sigh of relief; I turn to my beloved, that seems quite drained from a busy few days. She has not truly had the time to recover from the wounds of our battle, a battle I wish not to speak of. In fact, I do not wish to speak of any of it.

"My beloved, I think I can safely say that I might just see some peaceful days coming. It has been quite the ride. Next time I ain't buying tickets for the circus."

"Sebastian, did you just refer to me as a circus?"

"No, I was just comparing our relationship to one."

"You better take that back, or I shall put this dagger through your heart."

"My dear, what are you doing with a dagger?"

"Connor gave it to me just in case I really would want to kill you."

"What a thoughtful man."

And just as we are about to step through the door, I hear a car with screeching tires come into the driveway. As I turn to see who is making such a noise, I see Ethan jump out of the car. He is racing like a mad person up to us.

"Do not go in the house!"

"What on earth is the fuss about?"

"Josiah and Annabelle was not the leader. The original is still alive. Josiah never killed him."

"But you said...?"

"I was wrong. He never killed him. He was the one that turned him."

"Well, that is obvious. But why should I not go inside?"

"I think he has taken Lilith and Edward captive."

I am slightly getting irritated with this man. Can I not answer me all in one sentence. And he is sorely mistaken if he thinks that I shall sit outside while Lilith and Edward are being held captive. So I completely ignore his request and proceed to open the door. But just then, Connor comes up running to us as well.

"I told you that you are a trouble magnet. Now let's go see what awaits us inside."

"Oh, let me guess, a bunch of mean-looking Ancients tearing my place apart."

"Yeah, something like that."

"Remind me to invite the sunshine to your face."

Then we step through the door, and chaos truly erupts. For so many times today, I get overpowered by an ancient, but that is not going to happen anymore. In a complete fit of rage, I turn form, and the instant I get the opportunity, I rip his throat apart. They all stand just stare at me, not knowing if it is safe to say a word.

"What? Stop starting and give me that dagger."

As Anastasia throws it through the air, I grab hold of it and ram it straight into his chest. I watch in pleasure as his body stumbles to the floor. But as we come to face with another four of them, there is something that catches my attention in the far off corner of my eye.

"Lilith! Edward!"

My distraction gives them just enough time to overpower me and take me to the very place where my dear brother and sister are lying motionless on the floor. By the look of the room, it seems that they did put up quite a big fight. I am unable to see if they are still alive. From where they have tied me to a chair, I can only see their backs facing me. Thistying to a chair is no truly becoming too much.

Why do these Vampires like trying their guests up? All they should do is tell me what they want, and I shall consider it. But I do somehow know what they want. This property is only becoming a thorn in my side. Who decides these things anyway, a bunch of bored Vampires. Well, I have had enough of seeing an Ancient. Once I shall be able to set my hands free, these clowns shall be leaving my fun fare.

But I guess by the way that everyone is just standing around, that they are awaiting the presence of their Master. Well, there is only one Master in this house, and that is me. So as I look over to the boys who seem to be beyond frustrated, I hope that they will have some sort of a plan. I am soon ripped into reality as I see their hands are tied to the back of a chair; therefore, there is no getting daggers to cut this ever so right ropes from our hands and feet.

Then suddenly, I see Edward begin to stir. I do not care much for our captures, for I shoutout for him.

"Edward, are you fine?"

"Apart from a head that feels as if a rock has been slammed into it, I do believe these few wounds shall heal."

And as I take a good look at his arms and his face, there are several gaping wounds, some even showing straight to the bone. They must have clawed him as he was trying to put up a fight.

"Edward, what about Lilith."

"I don't know; they did mess her up quite bad."

My heart immediately drops out of my chest. This can not be happening. I have brought danger into my home, and now the people that I do care about the most are getting hurt. I shall never be able to live with my dead heart if anything must happen to Lilith. She was the first woman I have ever turned and the first woman that I have allowed to come into my life and share it in a way that a brother and sister will. She has been the rock that keeps Edward and me strong. Without her, we shall be lost

Then suddenly, they are a few whispers and a scuffle. There is the click-clack of shoes coming from down the hallway. I think the Master has arrived. So I move my chair rather loudly until I am next to Anastasia. I slightly lean over into her ear and whisper.

"No matter what happens, my beloved, please know that I love you."

"And I shall love you until eternity."

And with that, I hear a rumble of a voice come up from behind me. I am shocked to discover that I know it. With that, he is finally in front of me with a stupid grin on his face. I feel nothing but anger as I try to mumble with confidence.

"Not you too?"