Vastria looked out the window as the limo pulled up at the blood facility that Remus wanted to inspect. She thought the place seemed familiar. The facility was a one-story building of concrete that appeared to be crumbling apart, but it was intact. By what she could see in the dark light of the setting sun, the walls of the building were crusted with old paint that seemed to have been white but now brown and red from dirt and rust. The windows of the facility were blackened. No greenery grew around the building, only red dirt and weeds overgrown on the sides crawling onto the walls of the building.
Remus stopped in his tracks and turned his attention to the two vampires before himself and Vastria. He stood a bit in front of her to protect her. He was furious with the tone of voice that interrupted his conversation with Vastria. He gleamed at the vampire who spoke, the one with a mohawk, but the two vampires seemed to ignore his presence. They glowered at Vastria as she looked at them surprised with their outburst.“You fucking demon cunt should not have shown your face here. We will finish you here a
Remus knocked on the glass door startling the vampire inside who turned pale as he looked up to find Remus standing at the office door. The vampire stood up and let us in. The office floor was barren with no one else on the floor or working in the cubicles of desks. The floor stretched out throughout the whole floor with enough space in each cubicle for fit a few people in. The spacing between the cubicles gave privacy. Vastria tried to count how many cubicles as she entered the room, but she could not get the
It was a long night as Remus and Vastria got back to the castle. They spent nearly the whole night there. As they pulled up in front of the castle, Vastria was already fast asleep laid across the seats in the limo. The sun slowly peeked through the mountains as the limo halted. Remus looked to Vastria who was still fast asleep. He thought about waking her up but decided against it. He took her in his arms and ordered the others to unload the boxes and take it up to
Vastria tapped on Remus’ cheek to wake him up. He spent an hour sleeping and he still would not budge. He did not show any signs of waking up even when she got up and let his head fall to the couch cushions. She sighed and decided to leave him be. She thought to herself. He must have been too exhausted to not even budge to wake up. I should check on him later. She decided that it was the best time to explore the castle on her own. After writing a note and leaving it on the table, she silently lef
It was time for Vastria to get back to her father at the demon territory. Remus’ mother hugged her farewell and his father waved her goodbye. Remus of course escorted her home in a limo and a few vampires escorting the limo with street bikes, about four total carrying firearms. After a long felt farewell, Remus and Vastria was finally on their way back to her father’s territory.During the journey they passed the darkened clearing where they met up with the rogue vampires. Nothing was left behind sin
The limo pulled up in front of the mansion. A few servants, Vastria’s father, and Elcid, stood at the bottom steps awaiting their arrival. Soon as the limo came to a stop, Elcid opened the door to let her out. Vastria smiled greeting Elcid as she left the limo. Remus followed behind. Vastria’s father hugged his daughter closely, happy she has gotten home safely. He learned about the rogue vampire attack and wanted to send his men to guard his daughter, but he also heard about what his daughter did.
The next morning, Vastria’s father requested that she meet him in his office after breakfast. He did not have breakfast with her that morning. She could hear a lot of discussions coming from the office when she went to the dining hall with Elcid following close behind. “Lady Vastria, I have something to take care of. Please excuse me.” Elcid was looking at her phone. Vastria nodded and she rushed out of the dining hall.
Sitting in the garden for hours and Vastria was only able to write a couple of poems she thought long and hard about. The first one she was inspired by the cool wind that kept blowing through the trees and flower bushes. She also thought about the element of earth and its connections. She then remembered the class she was in the middle of taken before being brought into this new world. It was an advanced nature/environmental writing and literature course. She wanted to finish the course, but now she could not. She still continued to write, nonetheless. The wind poem she came up with was written as such: