My maker [C O M P L E T E D ]

My existence

My existence has always been to serve Eric . Eric came from a very rich family . A family in the high court of the Vikings . The wore pelts of huge wolves on their shoulders and fought with 1000's of men . I on the other hand was a slave . My parents were slaves to his parents and when I turned 4, I became his play toy . He was tall, and 5 years older than me . I was a gift on his 9th birthday .

I remember the day , I was scrubbed from head to toe and put in boy pants and a shirt. My father taught me how to kneel as they do . When we met, I was given to him the day after his party . He stared at me , I stared at his shoes . He lifted my chin to observe my face and then looked at his dad .

"This is a girl" he said . "She can't fight "

"She's like your squire , or stable boy " his dad looked at me . I nodded in agreement . Then I kneeled as my father taught me . He shrugged and nodded to his father .

"I guess she can be trained ." Eric said . He took me back to his room and I stood there and he grabbed his swords and looked at me .

"You will follow me around , hold my things and be my servant , you will say no words to anyone but me . my right hand and my friend" he said . "And Although we are a family of wolves , you will be my lamb only" . I nodded and smiled . I followed him , fed his dogs , shined his shoes , took the blame and sometimes the punishment . I remained a mute to anyone but him . I've served Eric . He went to war when I was 12 he was 17. His family was murdered and I was in the farm house . He left to avenge them . They were attacked by these demons and sucked the blood of his family members and savaged them . I got picked up by the neighbors and when I turned 17 , he came back . In the night , as I swept up after a long days work . I turned and I heard the deep him of his voice as he cleared his throat .

"Hello little lamb" he smiled . I looked at him and my mouth dropped with shock .

"Eric" I gasped .

"I'm here to take you back " he said . And that was that . We went to his old lands and turned me . But my turn was different . I was different then him . I was part fairy and not just any kind . A nymph , a serving fairy and I got bound to him by blood, like any vampire and I continued to serve him . I only spoke to him . I fed after him . I sometimes brought our food . I was his servant . The only way else I could get bound was sexually and so I remained a virgin . Centuries went by and I remained loyal and pure . He met Pam and she slept with him . They were mates for a time . And she enjoyed talking to me because I just remained silent . In fangtasia I was a bartender . I was all good , not saying much until he came in . It was a regular day . I was serving the regular Kinds of tourist all entranced with the vampires. He was different. He radiated a glow that seemed to attract respect and admiration as well as fear . He came off as a powerful man . As powerful as Eric. He was tan with this reddish brown hair and these beautiful white teeth, and a suit . He sat at the bar and smiled at me . I smiled back and he purred . I remember this man. He was old. I knew that we had passed him at some time in our many years .