“I-it wasn’t Vincent’s fault, I sent the first message. I was worried and scared.”
The Prince laughed, long and loud. “I warned you that you would receive no more chances from me, that you would pay for any defiance and so would he.”
“I will take her punishment as well as my own.” Muttered Vincent, his voice strangely even and strong; my mind instantly wanting to comfort him as I felt the pain behind his words. “In whatever form you deem necessary for our blatant defiance.”
“You are in no position to negotiate SLAVE.” Silas barked viciously, though his tone became slightly amused with a sharp edge the next time he spoke. “If I didn’t know any better, I would believe you care for the witch.”
Vincent growled but before either of us could react, the Prince raged my head to the side and violently pierced the flesh w
I groaned, my neck and head burning as I was ripped from the depths of sleep, momentarily unsure of my surroundings. I blinked, the light burning my eyes as they adjusted, I didn’t feel like myself at all, I just wanted to go back to sleep. But something told me that wouldn’t be an option, my mind screaming that I needed to focus, that I needed to keep myself awake.“That’s right Luna I need you to wake up.” Came the last voice I wished to hear, the dark and heinous voice of my master. Though today it was different, kinder somehow.I groaned again in pain, trying desperately to focus my eyes, but they didn’t seem to want to cooperate. Why did I feel this way, was it because Vincent had taken so much of my blood? Is this what it felt like to be dying?Silas laughed, “You aren't dying, the pain is a side effect of the venom we administer to keep you weak whilst we feed, it will pas
“You are going to start a war!”“I didn’t do it on purpose, it wasn’t even my choice!” I screamed, mimicking his angered tone. “If I remember correctly, they kidnapped me and I can’t exactly choose who my father is!”He growled again, his eyes now a shade darker than before. “I made a mistake keeping you, Elizabeth will go to my father and demand I hand you over.”“I don’t want to anywhere near her or my father, I hate them.” I whispered, his words bring only fear to my heart. “Isn’t their something you could do?”Silas sighed, trying to calm himself; but I knew he was seething with rage. Maybe I should let her take you, you’ve been nothing but trouble.”“You don’t mean that.” I sobbed, would he really give me to Elizabeth Phantomhive? I had been not
“Mom no!” I screamed as the masked men ripped me from my bed, the carpet burning my skin as they dragged me across the floor.“Luna... I'm sorry.” She whispered, sobbing into a piece of tattered tissue.The masked men lifted me from the ground, the larger one throwing me over his shoulder, his green eyes piercing through me, even in the dark room; the only light coming from a small lamp in the corner. My heart thumped recklessly within my chest, unable to contain the fear that I felt.What was going on? Why didn’t my mother stop them? I thrashed my entire form against the stranger, hoping that he would let go, that he would allow me to get to my mother one last time, ask her myself what was going on. Yet, his grip only tightened as he excited the room, my mother standing completely still in the corner, blocked by a dark figure wearing a suit, though I couldn’t get a better look, nor could I hear what he was saying over the sou
The second vampire descended the stairs and came to where we were stood by the front door, his voice less terrifying than the green-eyed creature. “Stop scaring the girl, she is young and afraid; of course, she will ask for her mother.”“She must learn her place; her traitorous father is the reason we are here.” Said the green eyes being as he took a step back, roughly patting me on the shoulder.I noticed that the second creature had eyes the shade of fire; three colours rolled into one. “That may be so, but the girl is afraid. I am sure that you can spare her this once.”“Who are you to tell me what to do! I only answer to my king!” Bellowed the first vampire, squaring up to the other creature as he growled; challenging them.“I wouldn’t challenge me if I were you.” Warned the fiery eyed creature.How could he be so calm? The green eyed man was far superior in size and muscle, how
I did as he commanded without hesitation, using the front door to aid me as my legs began to shake and bend at the knee, my fear making it increasing difficult to obey; all I wanted to do was run. I wanted to get as far away as I possibly could, hide and hope that no one finds me.But that just wasn’t possible, my father had tried to run, he had tried to take me and mother with him, but we were caught at the border of Scotland, we never made it to the free tribes and he was foolish to think we would. He had tried to fight them off when they came, he had been rebellious until his last breath, never once showing fear; though I knew that he had been afraid. I could sense it. Since then, my mother had been placed onto a list, a donor list. She had to give them her blood regularly, and use her ability to read a mortal’s mind to aid them whenever they asked, never really having a choice.We are one of the rare families that are owned directly by the crown
I followed the prince to the limo whilst staring back at the house we had never chosen, the house was given by them to make sure we couldn’t leave; we weren't allowed anything that would give us a social standing among the mortals. We were made to look poor and isolated; the human neighbours would have already been told that we were criminals, that we weren't to be approached. Though, this only happens to the families who try and run, try and escape their fate, not all witches must live as we did. Under constant watch. Some got to live a normal life, only being called upon when they were needed, it all depended on what power you were born with.I looked up at Silas who stood above six foot, watching as he opened the car door, indicating that I should get in, and I almost obeyed...“Luna!” My mother screamed in a panic from the front door; her brown eyes coated in terror. “Luna run!”I pulled my arm from the grip of the vampi
Silas recovered quickly, his fiery eyes alight with fury; his long brown hair tattered and knotted as he lifted my mother from the ground. He growled, quickly snapping her neck as he sunk his fangs into her wrist, draining her of the essence witches carry within their blood at the moment they die. An essence that will make a vampire stronger, give him abilities he otherwise wouldn’t have, my mother’s blood was like mine, it was special in a way only they could use, it would allow certain pure breeds of vampires to walk in the daylight, to reside amongst the living.I screamed, dropping to my knees, the cold winter air chilling me, making it difficult to breathe as I could do nothing but tremble; I was a failure. I couldn’t save her. I should have listened, I should have run, maybe then she would still be alive.I could have taken her with me, we could have gotten to the border, we could have finally had a life worth living. But I didn’t,
Silas Bancroft slid into the car beside me, quickly shutting the door and tapping the roof, indicating to the driver that we were ready to go; though where we were going, I didn’t know. Perhaps he was taking me to the king, or to his own city that resided under the streets of Paris, whichever it was; I would be trapped underground for the rest of my life, however long that may be.I shifted nervously beside him, my heart racing recklessly as I opened my eyes, keeping them locked onto my bare feet. What would happen once we reached our destination? What did Prince Bancroft want with me?I turned to look up at my owner, wondering if it was because of my powers, because I could destroy vampires with the rays of the sun; or was it that I could shapeshift? Both were rare gifts, something that not many received; nor were they something that you lived to talk about once the hierarchy found out.Though, I was still a young witch I knew most of what magic was banne