Twenty-Four

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America 1799

"Have mercy on her King Beauregard.She's but a child." The elderly woman pleaded for my life as the guard dragged me to the car at the corner of the street. "Please sire I beg of you!" The woman wailed as the guard shoved me into the smelly vehicle. In that moment ,although I was incredibly afraid, my countenance remained calm and guarded.I wasn't about to let that evil son of a bitch have that satisfaction.

His handsome face came into my line of vision, eyes blazing with hate and anger. "I am going to enjoy watching you rot behind bars." He hissed and I took great pleasure in depositing a glob of spit onto his face. There was a collective gasp of shock as he let out an animalistic growl at my disrespectful gesture. "Take the whore back to the castle and lock her in a dungeon cell." He instructed.

Through the bard windows as we pulled off, I could see my mother. She was only a blurry blob of colors as tears sprung to my eyes. But it was her.

'Goddess I'll miss her.'The voice inside my head whimpered. 'She was a very good mother, much better than the last.' She said.

"The best." I replied, a tear sliding down my cheek." Gwen? Are you sure that King Beauregard is the one?" I asked the voice and she gave me a loud, barking laugh.

'Very sure.' She said as I saw him run off into the woods and shift into his wolf. The world knew nothing of his kind and the power they possessed.

The carriage ride was bumpy and I knew that it was to be believable, but the cuffs I was wearing were tougher than any other that I had been in before . It made it difficult to move, therefore causing my body to be tossed around in the dirty, disease infested holding cell.

It was awhile before the carriage stopped again, to my relief. With a full bladder, growling stomach and an aching heart I was desperate to set my feet on hard ground again.

Silence played to be my best friend as I waited for the guards to open the doors to me. There wasn't a single wave of sound as far as I could tell and it was nerve racking. The anticipation of leaving the dark even caused anxiousness to rise in my bodies companion.

"What is going on?" I whispered to myself. Gwen was rambling, filling my head with nonsense and the craziest scenarios. All mostly ending with Beauregard and I dead.

It was then that everything happened so quickly.

The door flew open, tearing it right off the hinges. Two men stood there, eyes wild and raging. One was dressed nicely with blood red eyes and pale skin, he smiled and his razer sharp teeth made themselves known to me. The man next to him stood with dirty, torn clothing and I could tell what he was.

A werewolf and a vampire.

They both took each of my arms and yanked me forward, throwing me to the ground.

"Oooo look at what we have here...King's got him a HUMAN nigger." The vampire whistled, dropping to the ground next to me and inching his face close to my neck. I shuddered as he took a a long, sharp inhale of my neck. His breath reeked as his hands trailed down my body. "Mm. Mm. Mm....If I wan't set to kill ya'. I'd make ya' mine right her'" He smirked, his skinny, slimy tongue coming out to lick my neck slowly." In e'ry way." He said and I kicked him.

" Stay off me! Ya' have no idea who-"

The man stood up and glared. The wolf man was standing close just staring. He suddenly opened his mouth to speak, grinning at me. "I'm Asthenias...the second." He said ,bowing. I narrowed my eyes at his proper way of speaking and his grin, it made me uncomfortable. The way he looked and the way he smiled, it just wasn't....right.

"I care none about who you are! Let me go!" I shouted at him. "Where is the king?" I asked him, writhing around on the ground.

"Well little miss you should." He said slowly, a low country drawl to his voice. I watched him, as he walked around to the other side of me. He eyed me with a look that was so hungry, but not in the lustful way Beauregard looks at me, no in a much darker, sinister way. We kept eye contatct as he continued to talk to me,

"Ya know why?" He asked, a little ghost of a smile playing on his lips now." I am the Angel of Death...and I'm here for you."


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