-three days later-
She bolted up right gasping for breath. She tugged at the chains.
"Believe me. It's necessary. There's one last step in your transition." I took a knife and slit my wrist. I put it to her mouth. "Drink..."
I didn't have to tell her twice. As she drank I saw her eyes flash Red.
I smile. She's going to be special. I feel it.
I then realize I never got her name.
"I think that's enough." I said pulling my wrist away. It healed immediately. I then removed her chains.
"Thank you."
"No problem. I just realized I never got your name."
"Claire Michelle Raymond."
"Well it's nice to meet you. Clara."
She quirked her eyebrow.
"It is my name for you. However if anyone asks you're my sister."
"Okay. Umm what's your name?" She asked.
"Elliara Davenport, but I go by Ellie Porter now." I stated.
"How old are you?" She said cautiously.
"796 years old." I chuckled slightly embarrassed about my age.
"Wow... Umm favorite color?"
"Cyan blue. Light blue. I just really like blue."
"Oh okay."
"What about you?"
"My name, again, is Claire Wilkerson. I am 23 years old. My favorite color is blue as well." She said with a gleam in her eye.
"What's your favorite animal?" I asked her.
"Umm... a wolf. What about you?"
I smirked at her. She'll be surprised later. "A dolphin."
"Why?" She asks curiously.
"Because well they're so free spirited and protective. They have been known to save humans from sharks, and they're just overall kind of cute to me." I answered her.
"I think I get it. In a way your referring to yourself. Yourself being the shark or at least your species. And the dolphin being, well, anyone who stops you?"
"Yeah something like that." I smiled at her as I stood up. "I think it's time we get you fed properly."
I began walking out of the cabin and she anxiously followed me.
"What am I gonna eat? Wait is it going to be like that scene in the Twilight movies?!" She squealed.
"Calm yourself. Jeez what am I dealing with a teenage girl?!" I said sarcastically.
Jeez this day and age...
"Umm no?"
I sighed. "We've got a lot of work to do kid..."
"Well is it? Gonna be like that?" She asked unsure of herself.
"Yes. And no. I don't want you going off chasing humans. That's why I brought you here. And secondly I don't want you going after a mountain lion either. You're not that strong yet. Only after you get a taste of human blood will your abilities truly kick in. You may think your fast and strong now, but you're not yet at your full potential." I said as if I were scolding a child.
She looked down. Then she caught the scent. Her head bolted up and she began slowly looking around with wide eyes.
"You smell that?!" She asked whispering excitedly.
"Yeah it's called fresh meat." I grinned at her as I sped toward the source.
A buck had been torn into at the stomach. I grimaced at the sight.
Claire caught up with me. She looked almost sad for it.
I kneeled down beside it, looked up at her to make sure she was watching, and then snapped it neck.
"You see Clara we, as in you and I, don't want our prey to suffer. So we quickly end it, before we feed." I said making sure she understood.
She nodded.
"Drink."
She looked at me as if I were kidding. I glared at her telling her I was not. So she did as she was told. She drank from the neck where I had shown her.
"Good. Now that you've fed, we leave the body for the wolves. They'll appreciate it."
"Sounds good." She nodded completely fine with the fact that she just drank the deers blood. Voluntarily might I add.
I smiled at her. She's a natural.
"What's next?" She asked as if she couldn't wait for the next task.
"We Get you used to your strength and agility."
-flashback over-
I was brought back to reality due to Loki's infernal ability to annoy the living crap out of people!
He was currently behind me, leaning over my shoulder to get a good look at what I was reading. I decided to shake off my anger by doing one of the things I do best. Teasing.
"What? Like what you see?" I smirked.
He nearly dropped his own smirk from his face, but he didn't lose his posture.
His grin widened if that was even possible.
"You mortals are certainly not the type to take a God's curiosity in account are you?" He chuckled amusedly.
"Oh don't be so self righteous with me Laufeyson." I said dropping the act.
"Hmph. First Rogers, then Stark, and now you?! What have I done to vex you so?!..." he realized his mistake. "Don't answer that!"
"Oh I think I will actually. The Battle of New York? Ring a bell? You killed many that day. You nearly caused me to lose one of my, Now, most dearest of friends. You best be glad I'm not going for your head. It would be ashamed for you to be executed by my hand, would it not?"
I stood with my hands on my hips.
He quirked a brow, obviously intrigued by my outburst.
"Oh and another thing, you may have actually won or became 'king' if you actually tried to win the people over first. Gain their admiration and respect. Then try to reign by trying to take over peacefully. There are many people who admire you now. Even after what happened. With what you did to them. I personally think their blind! Diluted by whimsical fantasies their minds make up to help them cope with what happened. Some even worship you. Thinking your handsome, that you could be their king. And most of those people happen to be of the female population! And if you think even for a second that any of us on this team feel that way toward you? You are Sadly mistaken! And if you even think about hurting a hair on anyone of their heads. I'll be coming for yours!" I said storming out of the library. The doors slammed shut on my way out. I walk to the common area to see everyone huddled around the television.
They were watching me tell off Loki.
"You are Sadly mistaken!—-" the Television Me said.
"Oooohh!!!!" Said stark, Nat, Clint and Wanda.
After that they continued to watch until I had said, "I'll be coming for yours..."
"Damn that was Badass! Let's watch it again!" Tony said.
"Yeah I can't get enough of Elliara roasting him like that!" Clint said.
I cleared my throat and Tony jumped. Clearly not expecting me. He hurriedly tried to hide what they were doing but unfortunately for them I had seen everything.
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A Little Blood (SLOW UPDATES)
FanfictionElliara Davenport was a 800 year old Vampire. Being turned at the age of 26. Living her existence has been one of the most challenging aspects of being a vampire. However they say with age comes wisdom. And for her? A lot more. With her now being 80...