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Harsh Awakening; A Master's Betrayal.
I'm sure we all felt it. The ache deep in our chest. So close to our hearts. For some, that ache was almost unbearable. Leaving us gasping for air, making it hard to breathe. It's not as if we actually needed to breathe. It was just something we all had accommodated to; to blend in with the humans. The point in this matter was: Our sire was asleep once again. Leaving us alone and vulnerable.
I don't remember much before I had been sired. I hardly remember anything at all. I do know one thing: my life before had been much easier than it was now. From what I had been told of my past. I grew up on some rich soiled farm in Tyumen. That's about it. I know nothing of my bloodline. All of my family is long gone; the only family I knew was my Sire's long, long list of sired blood.
We all had been sired for different reasons. Maybe he had saved us from death, giving us a second chance to live. Maybe we were one of the 'whores' he had a one night stand with, then became his buffet for the night. Or, like me, you were at the wrong place at the wrong time, becoming his very first victim, and the first human he had ever turned. I can almost recall almost all of the event's clearly.
As a girl, only of the mere age of nineteen, I wanted to explore. Get into trouble. I had been wandering around that night, just roaming the streets. I knew it was dangerous. The men in the area I had been in, they had reputations. Attacking women and raping them. It still hadn't changed my mind. I simply walked past them, ignoring their cat call. It's funny, how different modern society and back then view what was 'sexy' and what was not. That's still besides the point. Before I knew it I had been brutally thrown against the wall, bones cracking and vocals screaming from the pain. I felt the sharp painful feeling of teeth. Long, sharp ones rip into my neck, ripping it open. Blood had been splattered across the brick building and across the street. Thats was that. My last day as a human. That's all I had really remembered.
Now, fallen on my knees, my eyes looking into those of the other's in this mansion, our master had granted us use of, my eyes held the same truth as theirs did. He had left us. The same thought's had ran through our minds as they did the last time. Coward. Liar. He abandoned us. Those and more. Only this time. None of us knew the real reason he had done this. I, however, was determined to wake Vlad's ass up and find out. And there was little anyone could do to change that.
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