Prince Darrius

Part 2 Chapter 36

I wake up in the midst of cool sheets, feeling somewhat sore but mostly itchy. I keep my eyes closed as I try to comprehend that I was now a vampire. My memories are far from hazy, everything actually feels like it's never been clearer before. I hear voices around me – although to be honest they don't sound that enhanced. Was I really a vampire now?

I finally decide to open my eyes, expecting to squint with my newly enhanced vision.

The intricate ceiling fills my vision, but nothing really feels any different. A sinking feeling hits me as I realise Meredith was right. My immortality would bring me back as I am – physically weak but underneath I still harboured my lethal blood. Not to mention the biggest give away I hadn't changed into a vampire was the fact I was craving some eggs and bacon.

I know, random right? But I was fairly confident vampires didn't crave human food.

I turn my head to the voices to see Darrius and Rory sitting on the couches having a chat.

"I'm awake guys," I call out, slowly sitting up I bring the sheet with me because Darrius had undressed me until I was completely naked. In a flash, Darrius sprints to my side and Rory stands up smiling, winking at me.

"How do you feel?" Darrius asks me, reaching a hand up to cup my face his hand pauses as his eyes catch something behind me, "What the heck?" he changes tactic, instead of gently trying to see if I was okay, he puts a forceful hand on my shoulder and shoves me forward into my legs.

"Ow!" I call out, my voice muffled in the sheets as he rips the sheet completely off my back.

"Come here," Darrius growls at Rory, "What the hell is this?"

"Let me up," I yell, Darrius loosens his grip off my shoulder and I spring back up, my blood had rushed to my face and I scramble out of the bed, pulling the sheet with me, I stand up and try and look over my shoulder to my back, "What – oh my god, what the hell?" I try not to panic as I see large black scribbles covering my back, "Is this your idea of a joke?" I glare at Darrius and Rory as they come closer, "Draw on me while I'm knocked out, huh?"

Darrius just glares at me, crossing his arms over his chest, "I can think of far better things to do to you, sweetheart, now turn around so we can inspect what's on your back, now."

I want to argue with his condescending tone but I didn't have time to worry about that. I wanted to know what the hell was on my back.

As I turn for them to come inspect me, an image flashes through my mind about the horror of seeing Jay decapitated right on top of me. I don't know why it comes back to me now, but I instantly feel like throwing up.

I start to shake thinking about it and Darrius has to put another hand on my shoulder, this time to steady me.

I saw my love, in another body, killed. Jay wasn't Darrius but the thought of losing Darrius in such a unspeakable way suddenly makes me anxious to kill Eddrick as soon as possible.

"I didn't expect this," Rory says, intrigued, "Your blood helped reform her body to it's truly natural state."

"She isn't a vampire, she just woke up with this –" Darrius is confused, but Rory sounds content examining whatever was on my back.

"The power to save humanity... only one can bond with her, once found light or darkness will ensue," Rory generalised the prophecy, and I suddenly feel his finger on my back pointing at something, "She has more than just that ability, you have now joined."

"Eddrick said he was the darkness to my light, not Darrius," I say, bewildered by the whole situation.

"Well, say what you like, but did you somehow get Eddrick's blood into your system? Besides Darrius?" Rory asks.