The Pit....Part 2
Marcos
Marcos sat impatiently on the gaudy leopard sofa waiting for Cassandra to make her grand entrance. Yesterday talking with Talon gave him the idea to contact his old acquaintance. And Cassandra was the only vampire from his past he would even consider talking to. The problem was actually getting her focused enough to get the information he needed.
"Mistress will be with you shortly" one of the dozens of shirtless men in the living room informed him. This is one of the reasons he parted ways with her after their exile. Cassandra lost herself to hype. Now the only thing she feels is bloodlust, sexual desires and rage. It was her sexual appetite that annoyed him the most.
The French double doors sprang open and in true Cassandra fashion she entered the room is a dramatic long silk black robe with two men following her. The human’s muscles were bulging so much Marcos knew only steroids would provide those results.
“Marcos darling! It’s so good to see you” Cassandra said sweeping him in hug “How long has it been? Ninety eight years?” she asked as if she didn’t remember the last time they crossed paths that almost resulted in Talons death.
“Yes always good to see you too Cassandra” Marcos replied in a forced polite tone.
He tried to pull out of the embrace but she held him place. With her being older than him, she is also slightly stronger. Slowly she licked the side of his face. Marcos tried not to cringe from her strange behavior; still needing to ask her questions. If only she was the Cassandra he used to know; the sweet vampire girl who would do anything for love. But unfortunately when the king tortured and then banished her, it changed everything.
Not quickly enough she let go of him and they took a seat on the ugly couch. She waved her hands to dismiss all her human play toys from the room
“Now, what brings you all this way?” She purred twirling a piece of her red hair between her fingers. Marcos could see the lust already sparking in her eyes and he knew he had to act fast
“I have some questions to ask you. If that’ll be alright” Marcos said treading lightly. She moved closer and began rubbing her hand up his leg
“Yes, anything for you” Cassandra replied with a smile
“What do you know about kinetic vampires?” Marcos asked getting right to it. She halted her seductive movements and stared at him curiously. Marcos actually thought he saw a glimpse of the vampire she used to be in her black eyes
“I know what everyone else knows. They are extremely powerful and not a vampire existing has that kind of power anymore. Not even the king” She said, her voice turning hard at the mention of the king that destroyed her life.
“Yes I know that but is there anything else you remember?” Marcos probed
“Hmm… The power originated with the creator and it’s a direct bloodline power from the creator, hence why the royals could never have that ability.” She explained.
Marcos thought on that for a moment. Does that mean the girl is actually a descendent from the creator; the very first of their kind? That couldn’t be possible. As far as he knew about the creator no children were born. Beside the first king killed the creator and if there was a child he was sure the first king would have killed them too. Just like his son the current ruler of vampires, the first king was ruthless and power hungry
