Young One

Young One

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I have encountered many in my centuries of travel but none such a creature as him. A dark elf mage, like none before, had approached me with a strange request. He is powerful, using his magic both as weapon and blanket against the meaningless this world has to offer, but this request puzzled me. To become like me; to walk this world cursed as a vampire. I questioned his want for this hateful demise�many have suffered horrid fates from what he deemed a gift�but his request never wavered and I searched within he and myself for truth.

Behind those eyes it was difficult to tell where true implications lie but his reasons for this curse seem simple enough. To become cursed with the blood of immortality would maintain the level to which his magic has risen. This definition for his request is selfish �but not unreasonable. I have given this curse to only one other before�they did not survive. By mine own hand was the other destroyed�I do not believe I would have the power to destroy this creature should that time come and of course this concerns me greatly. However, I did grant his request�as there is something here that intrigues me. Perhaps something soft behind the dark power this creature holds�perhaps it was merely because I wished for none to grant this gift that would do the same to him as done to me. In granting his wish he has become part of the cursed ranks of the vampire�but how he will handle this I do not know. Currently he seems unaware of his true powers and is still engaged in the use of magic more than his new found existence. Then again perhaps it is not that he is unaware�but rather unwilling to embrace all that the curse has to offer. I do not know�

Again I have met with my dark elf mage�whom for whatever reason I have deemed to denote as young one. Perhaps it is his age into this newfound existence�perhaps it is his na�ve nature over things beyond his control. I have had years to practice patience he has not but he seems to accept the term as endearing and makes no quarrel against it. There is trouble early in his life as vampire I had not expected. He has a wife whom is with child. I have begun to question whether cursing him was appropriate�but it is to late to change things now and he seems to revel in what he still states as �gift�.

There is a second addition I had expected but perhaps without the reasons behind it. Having been thrown out of his own land for daring to practice magic deemed unworthy he seeks to become a more powerful mage than his master. This�I expected�no mortal creature would dare to request a curse such as mine without intentions to use it in gain. But the first�a wife and child to prepare for�how can I aid him with this? I know nothing of such areas�other than the pain it will cause him to watch them grow old and expire while he remains the same. He claims to know of a spell, which has the potential to return him to an earlier time�a curious prospect to someone such as myself. Time only moves forward for me�centuries of forward with seemingly little gain other than age. Cross-examined over this thought of changing time I was told there are more reasons for a choice such as this but given them not. He abruptly left�with the only thought from me to think of the ramifications of a choice such as the one he has suggested. I pray he does so think of what will change should he do this�

His powers do at times amaze me�my surroundings changed this night to a place I have never seen. Disturbing this was in initial sight but to find my young one in the state I have created for him removed the disconcerting thought of being transported without my own control quickly. This place�his home, his tower�in disarray reflected his mood as he brooded over the wife and child within his existence but still it was a comfort to him. She will not make the change due to the child�and his eyes reflected the loss of both what to do and the prospect of watching them die with age while he does not. It pains my heart to see him this way�but I have no answers to this. I would not have cursed him had I known of these additions to his life. He still makes claim to this being what he wished and would not change it, but cannot find solution to the issue at hand. All the books and spells contained within these walls will not change the despair he feels. I have caused this pain and wish I could stop it�but I know of no means to accomplish this task. Again he tells me of the spell to change time�and the prospect of retreating to an earlier period to change her line to be like him or to remove the child from within her�to stop his own form from fathering this heir. I questioned him�or perhaps warned of the ramifications of such an act and he notes this within his thoughts�he has not made the choice as of yet and will think on it further. This spell is powerful�and even my young one seems to fear it slightly�but again I have no means for resolution to his plight�I have not the knowledge.

There seems to be another issue that ails me slightly within this night. This young one I have created takes delight in using his apprentices as fodder for his meals. They fear him greatly�as I would propose they had done before his change but to even greater extent now. They are his kind�though he deems them not worthy to stand next to him. They are of those he states forced him from his home and banished his existence from any within his original realm. I suppose his hatred for them is comprehendible but I would not have thought he would use them as his sustenance. This seems inappropriate�but it is not my place to outright demand that he does not. I do not suppose I have the means to stop him regardless�I questioned his wish to destroy them�it angered him. I will not question this again�for now there are more pressing matters��.

I have returned once more to his tower without my request. Were it not for the matters on which we speak this may have been amusing�but his heart is heavy as I laid eyes on him again and in return mine does the same. The condition of his surroundings have changed little save more destruction, the books of his spells are now scattered from their specific locations upon shelves to floor, table and piled in corners. It is apparent that this prospect of his wife and child infuriates him to no end�and still I have no solutions for him. I am sorry young one�I should not have done this to you. He has attempted to find any other solution for his plight other than the use of the spell of time�the failure to find such an answer pains him�and me. There had been question as to the child truly being his heir, but he now knows this to be true but struggles with it�s ramifications. There is only one solution�he must change time to reflect no child or live with the consequences of his newfound immortality and watch them fade before his eyes. Perhaps with no child to think of, his lover will change her mind on becoming like he. Reiterating these facts to him has been the most difficult endeavor I have made with my young one�but the consequences of my curse are before him and I know of no other ways to change this.
He is fearful of the spell and it�s massive energies it will take to cast it. His former master cast the same spell but was nearly destroyed in the process. This master was the most powerful of his time. As I reminded him that the matters of the heart have pre-empted his discoveries of the lessened amount that will destroy him in his new found immortality�he reminded me that his former master had achieved so much in his young years he was revered. Revere him if you must young one�but do not forget the abilities you have that he did not�this curse will give you more strength than you understand trust in that.
So he began his studies�to go back in time not to stop the conception of this child but to ask another the advice they would give on such matters. I advised him to take the blood he needs to survive, not to kill those of that time for it would surely affect this world today�of this he understood. He will do what he must to survive this spell and what consequences it may bring�but I have given him request not to hesitate to call upon me if needed�the blood of the old such as me will return him strength. The prospect of what he is about to do frightens me�truly I do not know what will become of this�but with hope�it will be what he desires��.

This eve I was truly frightened by the sight I beheld in my transport into his tower. He was injured by the spell of time and I did not hesitate to feed him from my veins. Success had been attained but at a price�while the heir was stopped in it�s creation by speaking to a past rendition of his self�the advisor he sought brought only more questions and few answers. I am distraught by the chaos I have caused him�I would never have dreamed I could have gone against my vow. To change someone to the life I lead without fully explaining the ramifications. This was how it was for me�and now I had placed him in the same predicament�for that I despise my actions. However, he blames me not for this�it was what he wished. Perhaps the torment I endure by having created this situation will remedy some of the pain I have caused him�now we both have demons of internal natures to endure.
In silent conversation with his lover he suffers more torment this eve�twas plain on his face and even more in his words. He wished to leave her�he could not bear to watch her age and die before his eyes�for this communication she attempted to end her life. When stopped she changed to a wish of sharing the curse with him as to stay within his company. My young one does not wish this to occur�her family having been destroyed by ones such as us her sanity would be vulnerable. Again I have no answers for these torments within him�what have I truly done�will he ever be free of these pains I have caused him��.

My young one has appeared before me at a tavern within this realm. He is distraught this eve as another has sired his lover but finds irony in that she would not allow him to do this yet another was acceptable. I am concerned over the prospect that initially he thwarted her attempts of suicide�an ideation promoted by the use of a dagger forged by him for her. Would the thoughts of now being immortal and a future of little change create in her the need to attempt this again? He paid little attention to my questioning as soon he was filled with child-like fascination with the power he has found. The books and spells of his master lay in his hands this eve�power so strong that when handed to me a warning was given. I have no use for magic such as this and the conversation is quickly quelled but still he has one last item for me this eve. A dagger�forged and full of elfin magic. I do not understand why I should be worthy of receiving such a gift�as I have caused little but torment and hardship for my young sire but I accept this with little argument and it conforms to my hand at first grasp. A cryptic deliverance of message about this dagger is given me�it will ring when close to my heart and guide itself to the heart of another should I wish it. It is a gift for the gift I gave to him�the gift of immortality. I do not believe his immortality to have been �gift� I have given and question the nature of this gift he has bestowed upon me. Should I need this? Do I have something I should fear and protect myself against? I do not know�but I will keep it close to me and remember his words of its abilities��.

A tavern of vampires was my destination this eve�if for nothing more than to escape my attempted destruction. I found another sired by the one whom embraced me�but information of our creator was not mine to have. Instead he would have preferred my demise than tell me the nature of the creature that changed my life for an eternity. A wound to my hip by the thrust of a blade and the constant utilization of energies to evade made me weak and in need of time for recuperation. My young one was also resident of this tavern and also wounded this eve�seems trouble was in great supply. Smelling the blood I had tasted before I could not locate its source but as usual he found me. In need of blood to heal him�his healing abilities not fully developed with time as mine�I allowed him to feed�growing weaker from the injury I carried but knowing I would heal with time. Much to my distaste for his actions he disobeyed my wishes for him to do nothing about my exhaustion and used his magic to heal my wound�and depleting the strength he had just been given. Falling into fitful slumber I cared for him as this was all I could do�I would protect him with my life if needed.
Even in dreams his power was strong, manifesting itself into more comfortable surroundings�a peculiar amusement in this time of crisis. Dreams turning to nightmares I attempted�with little success to comfort him but rather he woke to a need for explanations of his actions. It seems he will not see me injured for any reasons and will do what he must to aid in this. I do not wish for him to expend his energies upon something, which will correct itself in time�but he is stubborn and I fear this is a battle I cannot win. Rest was that which he needed now�and I would protect him in his slumber�this was all the repayment for his stubborn yet kind behavior I could give��

I must laugh slightly at the notion that this young one calls me to his side at will. For this eve I am again in his tower�unable to stop my journey there for I know not until I arrive that I have done so. Again I chastise, only slightly, his need to aid where none is needed but he waves it off with intent that despite my protests he would continue in this manner. I suppose I was aware of this within him�but I felt the need to voice my opinion on this matter once more. There was a curious prospect to this eve�s initial banter. It seems my young one has found a spell of old he created which will make people bend to his will, more over he seemed accepting to use this on his lover, watching with amusement as she danced round the room for him. Claiming it would work on me�I questioned why he would contemplate such a thing�I would not be pleased with being bent to another�s will. He found humor in imagined thoughts of me upon his lap telling stories to entertain him�but qualified his thoughts with this a venture he would not undertake the spell takes much energy to cast and would injury him most gravely. I wished he not to do this�as I have already aided him formerly. Insult a fa�ade upon his face he questioned whether I disliked caring for him. Of course I do not dislike this�but I would rather not if given the choice. I prefer his faculties intact and mine�his conversations please me greatly when they do not contain pain. What of your lover caring for you I questioned but only to the response of an imminent parting of the ways between them. The answer to the subsequent question of why was puzzling�I still have much to learn of the ways my young one tends to. The spirit of a mage, powerful and dark has invaded the body of my young one�it seems that this is the way this mage continues his existence. But it is dangerous, evil and creates a threatening situation for all who surround my young sire�including his lover. So believing she will not be safe the best situation is to leave her. He feared for the destruction of all and wanted only to destroy this being. Again, a situation I have no means to aid in�this troubles me more than he will ever know but I insisted he had the means to change the outcome and should study to find the solution. Wishing for my company as comfort I sat and observed as he poured through his books of spells to find the counter for his current situation. Apparently my faith in his abilities to defeat this creature was sufficient as the spell took time to write but before my eyes it was completed. Magic such as this frightens me and I was not prepared for the outcome of it�s casting. With the cast of this spell appeared a creature and it�s eventual demise in fire but my young one faired not as well. When all was done I found him upon the floor, severely weakened by this spell and again gave aid from my veins. It terrifies me to see how easily this use of magic can render him injured but I knew my place this eve�it was the reason for my remaining through the course of this creature�s termination. The blood in my veins is all I can give to one as powerful as my young sire�and he drank with fervor. My waning strength again caused him to give aid�but heeding my objections to him using the strength just returned to him he placed me upon the bed for rest and joined me to lay in quiet contemplations using only magic to give me aid in sleep.
A spell and the petals of roses, even in sleep I could smell them�my sleep only to be disrupted by dreams of past pain within me. His head upon my shoulder he slumbered as well�thoughts within his mind traveling to contemplate love and it�s new implications given circumstance. Voices within him suggesting he should form new relationships and his mind seemingly linked with my own I wrapped my fingers in his and brought him to a world unfamiliar to him.
The world of dreams is a controllable entity. Of this I knew well�as I have always felt it is the only place I have control. So into a world of uncompromising beauty did I bring him�a garden that has always given me solace. His initial reaction is what I expected�confusion at his surroundings�but on the stone bench in the center of the garden did I sit�awaiting his calm and telling him this world harms no creature�do not be afraid. Speaking lightly of the world we now exist in he is comforted in the knowledge that this world bends on will alone�changing it to a darker environment more suiting I teased him that the dark was to him like a child�s favorite toy, but I was surprised he had no knowledge of where we no resided. This world I am most comforted by can create anything you desire�save one�peace within you, but this was not what his fears of this world contained. He feared this world would reveal truths he wished not to find and found difficulty explaining this statement other than he did not wish to be with his lover any longer�it was as if he told me�the response would be horrid but no explanation would be as unpleasant. Immediately I understood the implications of his quandary and finally he said it�he wished to be at my side but felt I did not share in these emotions. Even in dreams the feel of another�s hands upon you can be understood and I raised his gaze to meet mine own�conveying that I too cared for him deeply. It took blatant and direct question and answer for him to understand I too felt the same. I too wished to be at his side. It has been centuries since I cared for another in the manner I do my young one and the prospect frightens me to a degree but I must accept fear along with all that has come my direction since first we met.
Breaking the spell upon us he had received the answer that pleased him but did not initially understand that it would be the same within the real world as well and questioned it�s validity. It is real�as are my feelings for you young one�though I still do not understand why I was chosen to sire you, chosen to fall within these emotions for you, chosen for many things. He stilled my questions by a claim of being �like� him�dark in ways and understanding, though not always sympathetic to his mannerisms unlike his lover who is of the light I create no obstacles to his wishes. I suppose I do not know what to think of his reasons behind wishing to be with me but I care enough about him not to really care in the slightest why he wishes it.
Laying beside him in both receipt and gift of the kiss I am comforted by his presence and he mine�but a pain disrupts our comfort as my hand crosses his chest. A curse from his former master changes any peace he may attain with physical pain and bleeding from a wound round his heart. It was retaliation for a betrayal and my young one is ashamed to have this mark upon him. It ails me that the curse given did not change this but I cannot do more than convince him it matters not to me. Kissing him softly I can only make notion that it does not change my feelings�the past is the past but he is embarrassed and the memories painful. I can only hope that he will understand�we all have past endeavors we wished changed�that they are the past and now he must go forward��..

Perchance I went to reside by the lake for the eve�merely to be lost in thoughts when my young one appeared. Physical body changed slightly and carrying with him a new weapon I was curious to what had occurred. It seems a hunter had attacked him, powerful and skilled with the sword. It took much of my young ones strength to defeat him and in so doing had gained some of this hunters abilities, strengths and knowledge but also a price. A mishap with the use of his bloodstone means he is becoming more like the hunter with each passing moment�as this stone was not meant for use on ones of our kind. The use of the hunter�s skills was acceptable to my young one�but the images and torments from the hunter�s mind disturbed him. He can resist them�as skills to such he was given but this worries me. There has been so much that weighs upon him I know not what will occur. The only thing I am sure of is that should he need me again he need never ask�just call for me and I will be there��..

Another consumes my thoughts this eve�as he too wishes for my favor and declares his love. Within this tavern I reside�writing within this journal to make my emotions clear. I do not believe this is solution but all I have within for now. ��.
I am angry that I pay so little attention AND that my young one does not heed what I say. It seems unnoticed within the confines of the tavern did my young one go�injured and weakening. My thoughts so consuming I disregarded the familiar smell of his life. Why am I so foolish�until his thoughts penetrated my mind I took no note of him�it could have been his demise. However at these thoughts I rushed to his aid, again giving him the blood from my veins. To give him life left me weakened and again he induced sleep with magic for me to rest�but my dreams were restless, consumed with the thoughts I had begun to write upon this very page. Against my wishes and to quell my feared dreams my young one used his bloodstone to place the strength back within me�then hastily made exit as not to feel my wrath. He has gone against my wishes again�I do not know what I will say when next we meet but my hands tremble with anger as this page is completed. Do not disobey me again young one��

My thoughts reel and a fit of laughter ensues at the prospect of being angered with my young one. In the tavern we were this eve and anger faltered at near the simple sight of him beside me. Small banter and an attempt at keeping my anger high failed to his stubborn nature�ending only in request once again not to do these things against my will. Do not save me young one�I need it not. Interruption to our conversation and violence ensued as another with the confines of the tavern thought it important to end the life of my young one. There is something mildly humorous at that�as the fight ended in this child�s transportation to a world he cannot escape from without my young one�s aid. But it upset me that one so weak should wish to fight for no reason�violence without justification is crude. However, the fight abandoned I was left with a new acquaintance this eve�a lady and a mortal as my young one had things to attend to. Conversation was light but curious as to why a mortal would dare enter a place such as this. Having also other matters to attend I left this mortal only with the knowledge that no harm would come to her�both my young one and myself would see to that. He had befriended her�for what purpose I know not�but until that was revealed to me she will remain safe.

My hands tremble with great emotion as I write these pages�but I must contain my thoughts before they are to jumble to remember properly. Gods�so much has happened�my young one. Oh my young one what has happened? What am I to do? I love you with all that I have��.
I will start again�from the beginning and not leave out details I wish to remember for an eternity.

Once again I was transported to the tower in which my young one resides�but not to find him in comfort but rather on the door of death itself. Laying on the bed where we had voiced our feelings he resided, a wound within his chest draining him of the life I so preciously cared for. A dagger, thrust through his chest, filled the room with the smell of his blood soaking the bed to a near pool. The pain he felt was unbearable, it captured his words to near unrecognized sounds but it was made clear that a soldier, crumpled in death across the room, was the source of his demise. He was fearful, more fear than I would have ever thought possible from one as strong as he. Fearful of his soul being captured and taken to an abyss for eternity�this I could not allow. With quick motion I removed the dagger from his chest the pain of his cry from my action tearing my soul apart. He wished for me not to aid�but using the dagger of his demise my throat I cut and leaned against him to feed. I could not allow his destruction in this manner�I cared so much for him�as I still do now, but he thwarted my efforts by using what little strength he had to heal the wound at my throat. A small scar now a reminder I attempted aid and failed. His efforts to save me from aiding his demise came with a statement he had the means to escape this death but still I could not bear to see him suffer.
His last gesture before relenting was to remove a jar from within his robes�a jar for his soul�but he had not the strength to perform this magic and fell back allowing my aid�wanted or not. Using now the dagger he had bestowed upon me I gave warning that he has not the strength to fight this and slit my wrist to pour into the open wound. Feeble gestures in ceasing my efforts gave way to fits of pain both emotional and physical as I bled into the wound within him�praying I had the strength to heal him. My first effort not sufficient I used the other wrist against his lips�cutting deep for him to drink. I saw the frustration in his eyes at his weakened state but could do nothing but let him feed and feel the life slip from my own being. Having what he needed he pinched my wrists to control the bleeding�but the damage had been done�and my conscious thought slowed then stopped all together. Anger seemed to radiate from within him�penetrating what little thought within me remained�he was angry at those who had done this to him, angry at himself for weakness, angry at me for where I sit now, but the solace of darkness round my eyes was comfort to me and I did not stir.
Screaming as to shake the world he declared I would not leave him like this�he declared his need for my continued existence beside him. With power he did not have in reserve he used his magic to pour a portion of his essence within my body all the while declaring his need for me. I need you too young one�I need you so. His fears were growing with the passing moments as life slowly came back to my body and his declarations became pleading as he declared his love. He did not wish for those seeking his demise to claim us both. With only voice to whisper I told him I was here and his fears were momentarily quelled�but just as I began to believe all would be right another presence of danger entered where we rest.
Those wishing for his soul were upon us and would take mine as well should we not act quickly�using magic to create light we were temporarily secure but this would not last. He had not the strength to stave them off forever�without the energies of blood within our veins this had to pass in this manner�though the next sentences I wish had never come to pass.

Pulling orb from his robes my young one would call upon energies I knew he did not have but despite my protests it must be done to save us both. A statement that chills me still is burned into my memories �I will save you, I will die for you, but I will return, in another body��this is what occurred even through my protests that I wished him not to die. I protested that his body was as important to me as his soul but I could do nothing to ruin his efforts.

In a flash of light we were transported from destined end to a forest outside the immediate reach of those who aimed to destroy us. I was a clutter of thoughts and emotions without the strength to relay them to my young one, but again he aided me in this taking portion of the orbs power to replenish me. The pain in my heart he could not replenish as I watched him lay upon a bed of flowers in a state I could not repair�no amount of life from veins even as old as mine could help him now�and the tears began to flow freely down my cheeks. I pleaded with him not to leave me�not to leave this body but his plan was already set in motion and there was none stop to it now. Again I pleaded�I did not want him to leave�my sobs cutting my words to short unintelligible sentences. Something about his vampire body�something about its destruction�but he covered this in his plan�his magic would destroy this when his soul would pass to another.

There is another set of words etched within my memory �Just remember that I love you, and when I return in the other body�I will love you still.� But with these last words it was demanded that I run�to remain safe from the explosion the destruction of this body would incur. Run I did�to gates unfamiliar to me�in a world unfamiliar to me�leaving him with a single thought: �I love you young one�goodbye.� But with nothing now to live for and sank to my knees�my body racked with sobs and grief. Before I left he gave me the orb that had transported us there�with the request to keep it safe�that he would need it again when he returned. Now�as I stood at these gates it was all I had to remind me of the creature that I have come to love so dearly.

With nothing familiar to me in this world I sat at the gate�sobbing and hating what he had done to me. Why did this happen? He was immortal�or should have been by all accounts I know of, but I was not long in my despair before another came upon my presence. This one�a frail thing�demanded the orb of which my young one had placed in my care. I moved away from this creature�not trusting who or what it was�only my young one did I know within this realm�I have seen know other he had not destroyed and I had no weapon upon my personage�having left it in the tower. Questioning the presence of this child�I did not understand the implications of what I was about to discover�my grief clouding my judgment. He claimed to by my young one�harbored now within the body of another�but these words did nothing to repress my fears. How was I to know that he was truly the one I cared for within this frail and weak body I now saw before me�this mortal body before me. Questioning him further he reiterated the nights events in the tower leading to where we stand now and in grief overwhelming with the re-visualized torment I handed the orb over willingly�not caring whether it was truly him or not. I was again alone within this world�his world or mine�and again the tears stained my cheeks with blood. Frustration and pain overwhelmed him as he understood my lack of faith in his claim�and he yelled to the heavens that all was done for me� that his love for me is what created need for him to do make this switch else his soul live an eternity of darkness. Of this I knew but with heavy heart could not accept his mortality. So he pleaded for me to make them one again�his voice taking the familiar ring I had grown accustomed to�it truly was my young one. But terrified at the concept of losing him again I hesitated�as I do now in writing these words. I know I could never bear to be placed in this position again. Once before I had cursed him and he this of me again; his soul in a vessel unfamiliar to me, and my soul in torment over the loss of him.
But the pain in his eyes was more than I could bear and after much pleading and suffering from both our souls I relented�granting him his need to be one again. Giving and taking the blood to make him again vampire, then holding him close as a familiar sensation washed over me. Sensation I will like to feel was real but had not the composure to be sure.

My heart breaks for what has happened this eve�I do not know if all can be held together by the sight of another with my young one�s soul within him. I love him�but I loved all his soul and his form�I am at a loss now�a true loss for what will come��..

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