I hope that you all enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed righting it. This is my second adaptation, but it isn't a follow up, its a completely new story line ;-). I do apologise for all of the English spellings and phrases. This story is written in a bit of a twist. If any of you have problems understanding how it goes, E-mail me and I will explain it to you. You see, this story is written in two first persons. You will be reading Mia (Anita’s daughter) telling the story and then Anita herself. When you see this appear and a name;
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Mia
thats when the other is telling the story. Mia starts off. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Mia
I‘m going to kill her when I see her. How could she do this to me? girl you had best pick up the phone!
“Hello” Good.
“I hope the message you left on my phone was a joke, Lea” Lets try sarcasm
“I’m really sorry, Mia. I feel like shit. I’m sorry” She‘s sorry! She‘s not the one who‘s hear on her own.
“Well, thanks alot, Lea. I’m on my own. I’ll talk to you later” I hung up. I could still hear her talking as I pressed the button to end the call.
“Looks like its just us. Lea’s too ill to come., I need to phone my mum to tell her what time to pick me up. What time do you want to stay till?” I asked my two teachers, Mr Scholy and Miss Sanders. They are both music teachers. We’re setting up thing for the charity concert I‘ve planned. We‘re setting up the main hall for it. It's my last day for a week and a half. We’ve got half term. I can‘t wait for it. I need a break.
“Well, were going to leave at nine, so when ever time before then” Mr Scholy yelled over to me. He is currently up a pair of ladders setting lights.
I walked a little away from them. They’re setting up the equipment and were making quite a considerable amount of noise. I knew my mothers number by heart. They’re going for a meal to night ‘to discuss things‘. It fails me why they can’t just do it at home, either one of them.
“Hello” My mothers voice came over the phone
“Hey, mom. The teachers are gonna leave early, about 9:00. So what time can you pick me up?”
“ Urm..... about 8:40? is that alright?” I could hear the noise of my dad’s restaurant in the background.
“That’s fine. See you then” I hung up. Didn’t want to waist my credit.
Me and my mum and dad, all get along really well. I love my parents more than anything. My dad, Jean-Claude Dumear, is the head Vampire of America. He fought and won the spot when I was about 10. My mum is one of the most powerful animators in the world. She definitely the most powerful in America. My parents give me every thing they can. Including all there love.
I caught my reflection in one of the windows and walked over to it. People can’t decide weather I look more like my mum or my dad. Neither could I. I had jet black hair. It came down to the small of my back and was kinky, not straight.
I had one dark brown eye and one midnight blue eye. I loved my eyes. They were my favourite feature. My skin was pale, but when I caught the sun, I caught it good. I was only small,
5 ft 3 and I doubted I would get much bigger. But, you know what they say, all good things come in small packages.
I’m a LaMargra. Basically, It’s someone who’s got a Vampire as a parent. (do you know the word Duh?) It means I’m a half breed. I have longer fangs than most people. My hearing, my vision, speed and ability to heal is better than a normal human.
The only problem is, I will have to become either a Vampire or a Human Servant. If I don’t then I will die. Also, if any other vampire than my father turns me into a vampire, I’ll die. Don’t ask me why. Its just the way it is. I’ve already chosen, but I’m going to keep that to my self for a while.
“Lights, Camera and Action! We are in business, Mia!” Miss Sanders shouted. Goodie.
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Anita
He looks gorgeous! I love watching him walk toward me. O.K, Anita, Stop it. I couldn’t help but smile. He knew what I was smiling at and he smiled to. We were in one of Jean-Claude’s restaurants. I was sitting at the round bar in the middle of the room. We were going to discussing our daughter’s future. Honest.
He walked round to meet me and I stood up and hugged him to me. He smelled edible, as per usual. I kissed his neck as he kissed mine. That was how we greeted. Don’t ask why, just go with the flow. He was wearing black jeans, black thigh high leather boots and a white frilly shirt. I think that this was the most casual Jean-Claude got. I was wearing black jeans and a red belly top. It had long sleeves which fanned out at the ends. I was wearing knee length boots under the jeans as well.
“How did your day go, Ma petite?” He asked me as we sat down.
“Fine. Mia’s just rung. We’re picking her up at 8:40” I told him. I was sat down and got comfortable even before he‘d rung and told me why he was late and would be even later. I didn’t normally have to wait for Jean-Claude. He’d always make sure he was there before I was, but something had kicked off at one of his clubs and he’d had to sort it out.
“So, what happened?” I’m naturally curious. So sue me!
“Nathaniel and Stephan had a fight. Stephan accused Nathaniel of sleeping with Vivian. She was keeping something from him. It turns out she was going to propose. It’s all blown over now” He said and smiled.
“So, what did he say?” I asked. The people who Jean-Claude was talking about were some of my best friends. I liked to know what was going on.
“He said yes and they’ve decided to make love on stage tonight” I couldn't keep the shock off my face.
“What? I think its quite romantic!” He said, laughing. Well I didn’t
“Don’t you go gettin’ any idea’s, mate, I am not having sex, on stage, in front of any one” I said. I didn’t think I had before and I wasn't going to start now. Jean-Claude just laughed at me.
“Have no fears, ma petite, I do not want any one but me to see your luscious body” He said , with that dark ’ I know something you don’t know ’, smile.
“We haven't come hear o discuss our love life, we’ve come hear to discuss our daughters life”
I said. I always hated talking about my life, especially my love life. He knew that and was enjoying my discomfort.
“It seems to me that she has made her mind up. She wants to be a servant” That was news to me.
“How do you know that? She told me she had made up her mind, but hadn’t told anyone” Why am I always the last one to know things?
“Lets just say a little bird told me” He said. That smile was back again. Condescending bastard.
I was actually glad she had chosen to be a servant. I wouldn’t be completely happy about her only seeing night and having to drink blood out of people. I know Jean-Claude did it, but I hadn’t given birth to him. He sighed. He knew what I was thinking.
“I think that it would be best if she became a vampire. She would be able to protect her self better. Human servants strength only gets so much. Vampires strength can grow and grow. I would be much happier if she became a vampire” He said in total seriousness. He always was when it came to Mia. He loved her so much.
“Well, what ever happens, its what she wants to be. Its her choice not ours” I said. Well, it was.
“Very true, and not something I thought you would admit” He said frowning.
I smiled and looked at my watch. It would take about ten to fifteen minutes to get to Mia’s school. It was twenty past eight.
“We’d better be going. She leaves in about twenty minutes” I stood up. He stood up the same time I did, like he knew when I would stand up. He reached for my hand and I gave it to him.
“Are we coming back for a meal?” I asked him.
“If you want to. Mia hasn’t got school tomorrow” He smiled and pulled me to him. I loved him. I had my very own family, even though its a bit of a wired and full one, I had one non the less.
We walked out of the restaurant, holding hands, laughing and talking. Jean-Claude told the waiter we would be back and to have a table ready for when we did.
Mia loved her dad. There was a point, when she about three, I was going to take her away, make her live with my grandma Blake. If I had have done, I would have regretted it. They had a fantastic relationship. I couldn’t take that away from him.
Chapter 2
Anita
I was behind the wheel. Jean-Claude said he could feel something, so I left him to it. He’d been silent now for about five minutes. It was the only time he would not talk to me, when he was thinking. I knew it was something important. He suddenly breathed very loudly and gasped. What the fuck?
He grabbed the dashboard and looked straight ahead. I kept my eyes on the road, but kept taking quick glances at him. I wanted to ask what was wrong, but I didn’t want to break his concentration. Then he looked at me.
“Ma petite, hurry. Alejandro is nearly at Mia’s school” He said, urgently. When I thought quickly, the only Alejandro I knew was the one I killed when Mr Oliver had a plan to make vampires illegal. I’d killed him then remembered. I then I got scared.
“I thought... I thought the council had taken care of him” I said. Even I could hear the fright in my voice. I knew now what the urgency meant. I put my foot down a little more.
“So did I” He said.
To give you just the quick version of things, Alejandro had rapped me. He told us, when we went to the vampire council, he was under the influence of his master. None of us had actually believed that his master, who remained unnamed, could take him over, control him. He was just that strong.
The council said that they would have him and his master executed. I didn’t see the execution. None of us had. Jean-Claude didn’t want me to go. I found out I was pregnant about two weeks after he’d rapped me. Then a month later, I found out I was pregnant with twins. We did wonder if they were his, but a very good doctor friend of ours, Lillian, a wererat, got me some tests done and told me they were Jean-Claude's.
I gave birth to two girls. Mia was born first, but then a complication happened and I lost one. It took me ages to get over it. I couldn't look at Mia at first, but when Jean-Claude finally got annoyed and put her in my arms, I loved her. She was born with black hair, jet black hair. She was beautiful, and had grown up to be even more beautiful. Jean-Claude’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
“Ma petite, have you been listening to me?” He asked. He sounded pissed.
“No. I was thinking about what to do” I lied. He knew it was a lie. He probable knew I was thinking about Alejandro and what he did to me, or should I say us.
He looked at me. I knew my eyes were beginning to fill. I felt him calm. He rarely lost his temper with me and Mia. He also knew that if he got upset, so did I.
“Do not worry, ma petite, I have contacted Richard and Asher and told them to met us at the school. Alejandro wont have her with out a fight” His voice was filled with a hot scalding anger.
“How long will it take us to get to the school?” He asked. I looked at the clock by the steering wheel. It was 8:31. It would take us another five minutes to get there.
“Were
not going to make it” I said, shaking my head.
He didn’t say anything to that. I put my foot on the gas. It was hard to drive with heals on. I hoped to God we made it. For Mia’s sake. Alejandro, before we reached the council kept, threatening to take me and the babies away from Jean-Claude. Like fuck. He tried it then and failed. I just hoped he would this time.
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Chapter 3
Mia
I love it. Its the best feeling in the world! I love being on the stage, with the lights blearing down on you. You can’t see anyone else, either, thats why its so good. You forget every thing, except what your going to be singing. Its just the music, you and your voice and blackness.
I seen a shadow of the door open out of the corner of my eye. My mum and dad should have arrived, I guess. I couldn't look at my watch, because that wouldn’t have been very professional. I was coming close to the end of the song. This would be the last real practice I had for two weeks. I wanted to get it right. Miss Sanders had been teaching me how to sing since I was five. She loved her work.
I came to the last line. I always seemed to sing better at the end, but oh well. I carried the last note and started to wonder when the criticism would start, when the lights came on and someone started to clap. What the fuck? Then I noticed that there were people standing in the room. People I didn’t know. I looked to find my teacher’s, when I spotted two people were holding them. Miss Sanders was pregnant. She was nearly due. I hoped they didn’t hurt her. Oh God, what was I going to do?
I looked at the man who was clapping. Well, when I say man, I meant vampire. At my first look, I thought it was my dad. He had long black hair and was built like my dad. He had strong facial features. When I looked in his eyes, I couldn’t even begin to imagine why I thought he was my father. My dad had warm, deep eyes. This one, who ever he was, had cold shallow eyes. I believe that your eyes are the mirror of your soul. If this one had one, it couldn’t have been a very good one.
I felt my dad call me. He was worried and frightened. He could never hide his feelings from me. I saw right through him.
“Mia, were on our way. Get out of the school and wait for us by your gym. We'll be there in a minuet” He whispered to me.
“Its
too late” I told him. I blocked him then. No good to tell him what he already
knew. He would panic, but I couldn't help that. He said that he was on
his way. I hoped he was on time.
Chapter 4
Mia
I walked to the edge of the stage and jumped down. I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea, but at the moment stopping who ever this was from killing any of us was the only good idea I could think of.
“Who are you and what do you want?” I asked. I was trying to keep calm, but the only time this had happened, I’d been with my mum and dad. I was on my own hear. God help me.
The man had stopped clapping. He was looking at me, though I couldn’t figure what the look was. The only thing I seen it was longing. He sighed and smiled. I kept looking into his eyes then out. I didn’t know, there fore didn’t know the true extent of his powers. Didn’t want to do something stupid now, did I. What do you think my name is? Anita?
“My name is Alejandro. I am an old.....Friend o f your fathers” He said friend, as though that word didn’t mean much to him.
“And what does that have to do with you being hear?” I asked. I could feel my self getting scared, which means I was getting angry. Every one said I was just like my mum. I didn’t care, I welcomed it at the moment.
He smiled again and bowed his head. It made hi hair fall over his shoulders. From the front, his hair looked like it could have gone down to his back. It was jet black and straight. Like my own. He had dark blue eyes, like the colour of the ocean at night, he was slim and built. I’d just realised something. He was built like my dad and physically looked like him. He had the same shape face, height and looks. In the dark, if I didn’t know any better, I’d have probably mistaken him for my father.
I looked him straight in the eyes. Bad mistake. I can normally look master vampires in the eyes, but he had something about him.
“You still haven’t answered my question: What do you want?” I said. I must have pulled some courage up form somewhere.
He folded his arms. As though this was a cue, more men walked in the room. At a quick count there were fifteen. My teachers were still being held. My mum and Dad were on their way, and I was in the middle. This man, Alejandro, must either want something from me or my mum and dad. But what? Wow I was asking alot of questions.
“You don’t know who I am, do you?” He asked.
“No” I said simply and truthfully.
“Surely they must have said something to you, about what happened, nine months before you were born” He said, with a slight smirk on his face. It was a trick question and I was not going to make a fool out of myself by answering or even attempting to answer it.
“Was
that supposed to be funny?” I asked. Well it wasn’t an answer.
There was a loud bang and my mum and dad ran through one of the back doors. Alejandro turned round to face where my mum and dad had come through. This was my perfect and only chance. Though, what I was goin to do, I would have to figure out when I got to him. I didn’t have enough time to think about anything. I just ran straight at his back and put all the speed I had into running full pelt at him, then I felt a blow to my stomach.
My mum and dad screamed something, and other people were running round, but they became fuzzy lumps. Who ever had grabbed me had really knocked me about. Strong arms, stronger than me, lock around me. I felt myself get hot. I couldn’t breath. I went dizzy and the famous grey spots were dancing in front of my eyes. Eating away at my vision.
When I came to my self, I was lying in someone's arms. They were either a very strong human or a very strong wereanimal, because I couldn’t feel them, I couldn‘t tell what they were. I could normally search through a beings body and find out what they were before they'd even realised I‘d done it.
I felt someone tugging at my mind. That was why I couldn’t read weather I was in a humans or Were’s arms. I’d have bet my life that it was Alejandro. I started to struggle. I hardly had any energy, but I would not go without a fight.
Alejandro.
It had to have been him. He was looking at me very sincerely. He started to walk over.
“Put her on the floor and tie her arms behind her back”. He demanded.
The man suddenly took his arm out from under legs. When my legs hit the floor, they buckled, even though the man was still holding me. Another man came to help keep me still and binned my arms behind my back. I didn’t even bother to struggle. What good would it have done me? I am not that much like my mum. I know when to give up. She doesn’t.
Alejandro grabbed the top of my arms, non to gently.
He dragged me, well he pushed me, and used me as a shield. Since he was taller than me by a foot, it wasn't very effective. Mind you, who isn’t taller than me? My mum had a gun out and was pointing it straight at Alejandro. At me. My dad stood completely still, like he didn’t know what to do. Well, he wasn’t the only one.
Chapter 5
Anita
My gun never wavered. I could stay like this for as long as I had to. I couldn‘t watch my daughter like this. Being pulled and pushed around. If I put My gun away and I needed it again, its would cost me precious seconds to get it back out and pointed again.
“Put the gun down Mon timide saisir” Alejandro said. Jean-Claude went mad. I had to jump in front of him and push him back from attacking Alejandro.
I knew enough French to know he’d called me his shy take. Jean-Claude started forward, pushing against me, but some of Alejandro’s men walked forward, guns raised.
“Don’t try it, Jean-Claude, you do not want to go down that road”. Alejandro said. He pulled Mia closer to him. She didn’t say or do anything. I could feel the fear emitting off of her. Her eyes were filling with it. I didn’t want to look at her, but I didn’t turn away. If she could feel that much pain, then I had to watch her, reassure her that I was here for her.
Jean-Claude went still. The still that only the old ones could pull off. I could feel his thoughts moving round in his head. Each plan he was forming was as likely to fail as the last. I turned round to look at him. He wouldn’t look at me though. He was trying not show me what he was feeling, but I knew. He knew we would not win this fight. He’d known that since he realised that Alejandro was here
“Jean-Claude, if you or Mon timide saisir try anything, you will both be killed. I don‘t want you dead, but it will not cost me sleep over it ” At this point, Mia shouted and he put his hand over her mouth. She started to cry and struggle. She wouldn’t look at me.
“What do you want, Alejandro?” It was the first thing I’d said. I was learning, slowly but surely, to keep my mouth shut. The problem was I didn’t always realise the right moments.
Alejandro looked at me and started to smile. I suddenly remembered that night, . How frightened I was. I remembered walking down the street, towards Ronnie‘s (Veronica Sims) house. We were going to have a girly chat. Our first one in a long time.
I had been walking down the street, when a car stopped to ask for directions. I told them I didn’t know where the road was, even though I did, just so they would go. They’d gotten out of the car and dragged me into it. I was then sedated.
I’d woken up, feeling like shit, tied to a bed, in a dark room I didn’t recognize. Alejandro appeared above me. He gagged me and raped me. He had really damaged me, both physically and mentally. I was in pain and I’d tried to scream, but I could do nothing. I’d blocked Jean-Claude so tight, I couldn’t break down my own shields.
Earlier that night, I’d told Jean-Claude that I needed some space from him and from everything, thats why my shields were so tight. After it happened, Alejandro had left and left the door open behind him. I’d managed to pull the ties loose. I got away and flagged down a taxi. The first thing I did was go to Jean-Claude, I ran to him.
I could remember telling the taxi driver, who kept asking if I was OK, to take me to Guilty Pleasures. I’d paid him and walked up the steps, passed the cue, to Buzz. By this time my, black trousers were soaked and stained with blood. I’d collapsed on Buzz. He’d picked me up and took me straight to Jean-Claude.
Jean-Claude couldn’t understand a word I was saying. I couldn’t stop shaking and crying. He’d finally broke down my shields and seen everything that had happened. He went mad. He’d phoned Lillian and Dolf and told them to get there as soon as they could. After that he didn’t leave my side. I hadn’t wanted any one else to touch me but him. He had to fight me to let Lillian touch me.
When Jean-Claude told Dolf, he went on a rampage. He had everyone available looking for Alejandro. I remembered the scream I let out when he’d touched me on my arm, just to see if I was OK. It had disheartened him, but made him more eager to catch my rapist.
Jean-Claude knew what I was remembering. Jean-Claude turned round to face Alejandro again. At this point, three of Alejadro’s flunkies grabbed me from behind. I hadn’t even heard them coming. One of them hit my gun arm on his leg. I lost grip.
My gun went sliding along the floor and landed by Jean-Claude’s foot. He didn’t even turn his head. I think that we both knew we had been defeated. .
“Now, Jean-Claude. I only want what’s mine. Mon timide saisir is lost to me, but my daughter isn’t. Your choices are, let Mia go with out fighting, and you can keep Anita, alive. Or I take Mia and you can keep Anita. Dead. You fight and Anita dies. Your choice”. Alejandro said.
“They aren’t yours. They don’t belong to you. Ma petite would never go near you and Mia is not your daughter” Jean-Claude said.
He sounded dangerous. He was dangerous. Alejandro was weaker than Jean-Claude. That was why he had brought so many men with him.
His daughter? What was he going on about?. He though Mia was his. Oh, he was so wrong. But what could we do? Nothing. Jean-Claude dropped his head to his chest. Where were the pack and the rest of Jean-Claude’s vampires? They should have been hear by now. What was going on?
I could see Jean-Claude fighting with himself. He didn’t know what to do. Either way, we lost our daughter. There wasn’t much we could do in the position we were in. We had no room to move and no way of compromising. I would go in her place, but he didn’t want me, he made that clear. He thought that Mia was his.
I looked over at Mia. She was slowly falling asleep. What was he doing to her. Then I noticed that he had put a cloth to her mouth when she’d screamed. I wanted this over with. If we were all alive, we could do something. We could get her back.
If I died, Jean-Claude would die and we wouldn’t be able to do anything. It wasn’t me that was thinking it, it was Jean-Claude. He was telling me, in his own subtle way, that we couldn’t do anything. Fuck that. We would not give up this quickly.
“Do you promise not to hurt her?” Jean-Claude asked Alejandro. My throat was tight and I was finding it difficult to breath back the tears. Jean-Claude looked at me and I whispered thorough our minds
`What are you doing? We just have to wait for the wolves and our vampires’ . I whispered to him
His response was not what I wanted to hear..
`We are not going to win. If we both die how can we help her?’
I knew
that. I didn’t want to believe it, but I knew it was true. Our hands were,
effectively, tied.
Alejandro softened a touch. Like he knew what it was like to have your daughter ripped from your arms while you watched.
“Not a hair on her beautiful head will be harmed. I give you my word” He said.
And his word meant what to us?
Mia suddenly slumped forward. He nearly dropped her, but caught her just in time. He lifted her effortlessly into his arms. She lay there, as though she was dead. I could barely see her chest moving. Reluctantly, I looked away. I just couldn't watch while they took her from me.
Chapter 6
Anita
Alejandro nodded in our direction, and then to his right. I’d just noticed that Mia’s teachers were being held, too. They both looked shell shocked. Miss Sanders was pregnant. God, I hoped they hadn’t hurt her.
I felt a sharp stab in my shoulder blade. At first I thought they’d stabbed me, but it didn’t feel right. When you’ve been stabbed as many times as I have, you become something of an expert on it. It was a needle. It had to have been, but what had they given me?
Then, they let me go and walked back to Alejandro. One of them took Mia out of Alejandro’s arms and walked out with her. I started to cry. I wanted to run after them. Jean-Claude grabbed me and held me back. He knew what I was thinking of doing. I was struggling to get to her, not that it would do much good. There were still some men left guarding the door.
Alejandro stood watching us for a while, as though there was something he wanted to tell us, but couldn’t. He’d decided that he would.
“I had one of my men inject Solitude in to Anita, Jean-Claude, so my suggestion is that you stay with her for a while“. He said, completely sincerely. Why would he care? He bowed, turned round and left through an open door.
“NO” I screamed after him. I hoped he was lying about the drug, I really did.
Solitude was a drug that master vampires gave to human servants that were not doing their duty. It made the servants pine for their masters to be near them. If the masters didn’t touch them in a certain amount of time, then every wound they’d ever had would open, therefore resulting in their death. Jean-Claude told me about it. He’d only ever seen one human servant die from it. And the Master had died too.
The two teachers came over. They both looked shook. Mr Scholy was supporting Miss Sanders. They looked like they had a thousand questions to ask, but they didn't. I thought of something
“I need you to help us” I said. They looked apprehensive.
“We wont say anything” Mr Scholy had gotten the idea.
I could feel Jean-Claude. He hated himself and wouldn't look at me. I wanted to hate and blame Jean-Claude, too, but I couldn’t. It wasn’t his fault. he must have read what I was thinking, because he ran full pelt at the remaining men, killing one straight away.
“No, Jean-Claude, Don’t!” I screamed and ran over to him.
There was a loud bang and a crash. Miss Sanders jumped and gasped, as though she thought they'd come to finish us off, then she let out a low moan. I think she was in pain. Then Asher, Damian, Frost and Willie came running through the door, followed by about 12 wolves.
They ran over to us and the vampires pulled Jean-Claude off another man. He’d killed one man. The mans throat was lying on the floor next to him. Blood was still pouring from the wound.
Asher was forcing Jean-Claude to walk over to me. He was whispering something in his ear. Something he said must have calmed him down.
“Mon Dieu, I’m so sorry, Jean-Claude, Anita. I’m so sorry” He said. Jean-Claude had finally stopped struggling and he came over to me, willingly. The whole of the front of him was covered in blood. Bits of it had splattered along his face and in his hair. Jean-Claude always cared about what he looked like. Only a MAJOR disaster made him not care.
At that point, I heard someone shout my name. It was Dolf. Oh great. Just what I needed. Dolf, Zibrousky and about 15 members of RPIT walked in. Dolf took one look at the dead man, then looked at me and then at Jean-Claude. He sighed very deeply.
“Zibrousky, read the master his rights”. He said simply. He put alot of infancy on the word Master
“Dolf, don’t do this. It was self defence. They’ve taken Mia. We had to protect ourselves. Please, you can’t!” I was hysterical. I started to walk towards Dolf. Jean-Claude pulled me back, his blood stained hands on my arms.
When I mentioned, Dolf started to walk over to us anyway.
“Who’s taken Mia?” He asked. I normally wasn’t willing give information to Dolf, but he was the police. Things always went quicker if you involved the police. I looked at Jean-Claude, as though for permission. He nodded his head. He understood that the police could help us.
“Anita?” Dolf made my name a question. Zerbrowski was standing next to Dolf, hand-cuffs in his hands. I was hoping he wouldn’t have to use them
“A vampire called Alejandro. The teachers, there witnesses!” I screamed at him. He stood looking at me. We hadn’t been getting on very well lately. He sighed.
“O.K, lets get every one down the station. Jean-Claude still has to be read his rights, Anita, you understand?’ He seen the look on my face. He sighed deeply again and turned from me to face the teachers ` You seen what happened? Was it self defence?” He asked them.
The both looked at me, then back at Dolf. I knew how much Mia meant to them. Mia loved her music and was a very well loved girl, by all the teachers, but especially the music staff. They knew how much loosing her father would kill her. Mr Scholy had already said he wouldn’t say anything. I just hoped he kept his word.
“It was self defence. They've taken Mia. And they’ve hurt Michael. She’s hurt very bad. She‘s nearing the end of her pregnancy.” Mr Scholy said, pointing to Miss Sanders.
Dolf stood completely still. He often did this when he was thinking. This was his case now. If a prenat was involved in anyway, it was his case. In his own way, Dolf loved Mia. He fathered he as much as Jean-Claude did.
“OK. Miss, are you well enough to give a statement now or do you need a hospital?’ He asked. She nodded.
“I’m just a bit shook up, that all” She looked at me and smiled.
“Anita, I want you to go home. Jean-Claude will come to the station to give a statement, and when all of this is cleared up, he can come home. I still have to read him his rights. I will come and get your statement tomorrow ”. He said.
He was trying to comfort me. It might have been more appreciated if he meant it. He wasn’t happy about there being witnesses (who were lying for us) who seen that Jean-Claude was defending me and him. But still.
“Dolf, you can’t!” I screamed.
Jean-Claude turned me round to face him.
“Ma petite, I will be with you soon. I promise”. He bent his head down and kissed me.
“But what about the Solitude? Was he lying?” I asked. I put my head to his.
“I will be home soon. If anything happens, Asher will be there for you. I leave you in his charge” He said.
I knew that if any thing happened, Asher was responsible for me. I think it also meant that the Solitude might have a lighter effect. God I hopped so.
“Jean-Claude?” Dolf said. Jean-Claude kissed me again walked round to meet Dolf. He walked off. Dolf, Jean-Claude, the two teachers and one uniform left. The rest stayed to start cleaning up the mess and called for back-up.
The wolves had disappeared and so had the rest of the vampires, apart form Asher. He walked in front of me and took my arm in his. I gave a weak smile and followed him out. I hoped someone else was going to drive. I didn’t think I was up to it. Not only had I lost my daughter tonight, Jean-Claude had been taken away form me to. Funny as it sounded, I knew that she was in better hands then Jean-Claude.
God, what was tonight? Pick on Anita night?
Chapter 7
Mia
I felt so ill. I tried to move, but I couldn’t find the energy. I could hear the fire crackling next to me. The heat was comforting. I started to stir even more. I could feel even more parts of my body return. I felt like I was going to be sick. What the hell had happened?
I finally opened my eyes, to see a sight I hopped I wasn’t going to see. I was lying on a fur mat, real fur, in front of an open fire. I was in a small room, with a window on the wall opposite me, next to it was the wall with the door. I could hear water running, I was close to a river.
I tried to sit up, to find something pulling me back down. I brought my hand up to my neck, to find a metal choker. I felt round to the back of it. There was a chain attached to it. I turned round to find two things. One; the chain was attached to the wall, and the second thing, was that Alejandro was sitting in a chair leaning against a windowed door, watching me. His face was blank. He showed no _expression.
I felt fear come fast and hard. I couldn't stop it. It was that fear that settles in the back of your throat, and makes it too tight for you to talk and hard for you to breathe. I was not in a good position. God, that was an understatement.
I just sat there and looked at him. Like I was frozen by the sight of him. I could feel my self giving up, I had not fight in me. What could I do? I was alone and I was weak. I wasn’t as strong as he was even when I wasn‘t ill. My being ill just made things ten time worse for me.
He stood up and walked round to face me.
I sat up a little straighter. I was putting all of my weight on my arms and they were wobbling. I wasn’t just weak, I was tired.
He knelt on the floor in front of me, so we were almost making eye contact. That was one thing I would not do again. I put my gaze to the floor.
He sighed and I seen his hand come into view. He put his hand under my chin to lift my head up. I could see sorrow on his face. I hated him
Why was he feeling sorrow? He didn’t mind ripping me away from my family, taking me away from every thing and every one I love. Why was he feeling sorrowful now?. Maybe it wasn’t sorrow and I was reading it wrong.
Well, what ever it was, I doubted he was hurting as much as I was.
“Why do you cower from me? I mean you no harm, mon belle. I dont want to hurt you. I’m not going to hurt you”. He told me, as though that was supposed to make me feel better.
What a prick. I looked at him, and felt like laughing in his face. I wanted to smile.
He though that if he reassured me that he wasn’t going to hurt me, that I would fall into his open arms and say `well thats OK then!’. Well, If he did, he’s got another thing coming.
“I asked you a question and I still haven't had my answer” I said, in a very small voice. My throat hurt. I didn’t know why, so I left it.
“What question was that then?” He’d taken his hand off my chin.
“What do you want?” I did look in his eyes then, but only for a second.
He sighed, very heavily this time. Not as though he was annoyed, but as though he was forming the perfect answer in his mind. He looked at me. He started to play with the fur on the rug.
“What I want is something that belongs to me, which I never had the chance to claim”
“What would that be then?” I asked, dreading the answer, but knew what was coming.
“No, I’m not going to tell you this way. I’m going to tell you the whole story, so that you can understand“. He said, starting to get up.
“Can you please take this off me. I can barely hold myself up” I asked. The shackle round my neck was so heavy, and my neck ached just from keeping my head up.
“No, I’m sorry. When I can trust you, it will come off”
Great, I get to sit hear listening to his crap, while I’m chained up like some mad dog. My day could not get any worse. Maybe I shouldn’t think that. I’m pretty sure it could. It had before, he should it stop now?
He started to pace in front of me. He had his chin between his fingers. I could feel myself getting worked up, very quickly.
“The story begins about 16 years ago, 9 months before you were born. I was a weak master. I wasn’t a freelance master vampire either. I did what my master told me to, or suffered the consequences. He was a harsh master”
Alejandro sounded very bitter about it. I don’t suppose I could blame him. God, what did I sound like?
“One of his vampires had killed a young couple, and was being hunted by the local police force and a vampire executioner. A woman. I was ordered to find the executioner before she found the vampire and bring her to my master” He stopped.
I could see where this was going, and I would bet everything I owned and my life that I wouldn’t like where this little story ended up. If the executioner in question was my mum, I defiantly wouldn’t like where this story ended up.
He was still pacing up and down, not looking at me.
“I found her, sedated her, and took her to my masters layer. She was chained and I was ordered to rape her. I refused, I told my master that I would rather die than do that. She started to come round. My master took over my mind and.....I....I did something I swore I’d never do. I was two centuries old when I raped your mother” He stopped pacing and stood in front of me again
I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. My mum always seemed to be the one in control. She was the one every one was afraid of. She was about 35 in human years, but she would always have the face, body and attitude of a 26 year old.
I hated him. I didn’t think that any one could do that to my mother. She was my rock, she was the Pard’s rock, the Pack‘s rock. So many people depended on her. She was the one who I ran to. The one who had brought me up and taught me everything she knew.
She’d
never told me that she’d been.... I couldn’t even say the word. No one
could do that to her. I didn’t think anyone would have the courage to do
it.
I looked at him with such hatred, anger and disgust. He seen every one of those emotions and I didn’t care if he got angry. No one could disgrace my mother like that.
“It wasn’t my doing, Mia, I would never do that. When we released her, when we realised who she was, my master fled. He’d had no idea that she was the human servant of Jean-Claude. He’d had no idea she was even a human servant”. He sighed deeply again .
“When the council caught up with us, they told Jean-Claude that they would execute me as well as my master, but they didn’t. I went into service for them, until I found out that she’d had a baby. Then I left.
I set up my own entourage of vampires and I moved from one place to the other, but always keeping an eye on St. Louis. I watched you grow from a far, and knew I had to have you” He finished. I looked at him, and I couldn’t keep my mouth closed.
I managed to put two and two together and came up with the thought, that Alejandro thought I was his daughter. I didn’t know what to think, because up until now, I didn’t think that there had been any reason for doubt that Jean-Claude wasn’t my father (If you got that)
I started to cry and couldn’t stop it. Crying made me feel weak. At the moment I was exactly that.
Alejandro started to walk towards me. I put a hand out to stop him coming any closer.
“I don’t want you any where near me!” I said softly, but with feeling, between sobs. I looked up at his face to find him crying too. There were tears falling down his cheeks.
“I only want to claim what’s rightfully mine, cherie. You are my daughter” He said. He sounded so sure of it. My hand was still in the air, as though blocking him from coming near. If he did, I don’t think I’d have the strength to stop him. I didn’t believe him, and I didn’t want to give him any false idea’s that I did, either.
“I don’t believe you. My mother would have told me if Jean-Claude wasn’t my father! Your lying! I want to go home! Please! I just want to go home!” I screamed at him.
The tears were there and I was fighting a loosing battle with them. I dropped my hand to the floor to support my self. I just couldn’t hold myself up any longer.
Then I seen a pair of boots come into my vision. He’d come over and was standing right on top of me. I was wrong, this day was going to get much, much worse.