Saving Darkness

Saving Darkness

Chapter One:

Evander's POV:

"Evander, please have some." My mother looked at me, a frown plastered on her face. I pushed the goblet of blood, sweet, crimson, tasty blood away. I looked at her with a serious face, which seemed to be the norm for me since they died. My father and lover. My father had been a man of high regard and was the kindest vampire leader in all of the vampire land. I missed him very much, but I missed Zalar even more. Zalar had been my reason for existence, my reason to stay in this godforsaken land. In truth, I hate this land. Zalar tried to make it seem better than it was.

"Evander, just imagine all the happy vampires living amongst us. You could be happy just like them." I take his hand in mine. 

"As long as you're here, I am happy." I told him. 

That's had been one of our last moments together. 3 nights later he disappeared into the human world. He had become evil and I was forced to kill him. My father had died trying to find him. One of his followers had caught him off guard while he was looking for his sword in the weapons room by stabbing him in the back, straight through his heart. I lost both of them in 2 days. My mother told the vampire news reporters it was a tragic time for me and that I did not want to go near them. I'd cooped myself up in my room for days. No tears had been shed. I just sat there, staring out the window, waiting for something or someone to save me, but of course there was no one. Zalar had been the one and now he was gone. 

I had finally come out of my room after 2 months of sitting on the window seat. My mother had been pleased to see me come out of my "stage of grief." My mother never understood. Her marriage had been set up for her. There had been no love between her or my father. I'd heard she had affairs, I'd questioned whether he was my real father. The doctors guaranteed he was. I was glad to know he was definitely my father. I didn't want some scumbag nightstander to be my father.

My mother had ordered the servants to buy me new clothes, to get me stocked up on blood and to help me with a new beginning. I couldn't start over though. The two people I cared for most were gone and I was practically alone in the world, my mom was a whore. 

I was never the same after. I could still hear his voice.

"Do it Evander. Kill me." I had closed my eyes and stepped towards him, slowly. I didn't want to kill him, even though he'd betrayed me and my father. He ended up pulling me into a kiss. A kiss of death. The sword I held pierced through his heart and I tasted his blood. He had mouthed two words as I had jerked away. "I'm sorry." 

I had held his body close to mine for a while. The servants and guards had to peel me off of him. I was like a leech stuck to the skin of a human and they had to unstick it from their body. (No pun intended)

My mother still worried and fretted over me, but it was no use. I wouldn't drink blood. I'd been without blood for a while. She kept sneaking blood into my food, so that's why I haven't keeled over yet.

"Evander," I look up at my mother. She has that scolding look on her face. "Eat the soup." I sniff it. Nope.

"Sorry, but no thanks." I stand up, wiping my mouth with a napkin. I drop the napkin on the table carefully and head up to my room, ignoring my mothers complaints. I won't drink it. I sit by the window and stare out at the stars above. The stars are the usually scenery. The head vampire of the lands dislikes daylight and doesn't want the land to be enveloped by it everyday. We can be in the sun, we just don't like it that much because it's too bright. We don't like bright things.

Someday, I want to leave this place. I want to go somewhere that I can see the sunlight, to be anonymous. Where no one would know me at all. A new beginning. It's going to be difficult without Zalar though... He's always been here for me.