Meetings
“Steon? Stee--eon?!” A voice questioned pulling me out of my ‘sleep’.
“What” I yawned in surprise, expecting to see the gruff hangman bringing me back to the noose. They’d make sure I wouldn’t get away this time... But, wait! this voice was to soft, and kind. As I opened my eyes I was quite taken aback to see a young woman standing over me.
“Good morning sleepy!” She exclaimed, “My name is Aladie, but I find it’s quite all right if you just call me Alae.” She bent down and tousled my red hair.
Okay “So who are you, exactly?”
She looked at me, obviously confused, “Aladie, Alae to you--” She began, thinking I’d not heard her. I cut her off here.
“No, I heard that! I mean WHO are you? Why are you here? What do you want?”
“Oh, well why didn’t you say so! I’m of the Gracenio Coven, and you are here because you killed a LOT of people las night, so I brought you here.” Suddenly my sanity flew at me like a brick, and I realized I wasn’t wearing anything.
“Alae, you don’t happen to have something I could wear, do you?”
“Of course I do. Here.” She sighed, tossing me a bundle of clothes. I thanked her and got dressed, it was
a loose shirt and breeches. After I sat down next to Alae, on the cavern floor. “Now we’ve got some manners of sorts to go over, obviously by now you’ve figured out that I’m a vampire, and I know that you’re a werewolf, right?” She questioned.
I barred my teeth, and growled, the hair on the back of my neck rose.
Vampire...
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Steon’s transition began once again, his shirt was beginning to rip. “No!” Alae cried out, “Not now, please Steon, come back...”
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I don’t know what happened, nor could I possibly explain. But upon hearing Aladie's voice I snapped out of it. I’d not even known I could change before night.
Slowly I regained my self control and turned to face my mortal enemy.
“Vampire?!” my savior was a fricking vampire!?
“Well, I’d guessed you’d figured as much out, Steon, did you not wonder about my red eyes, fangs, and pale skin?”
“Well...” It was true, I’d been to busy with other things... Slowly Aladie stood up and sighed.
“Any way, I think I could help you with your self control.”
“You mean I could control my actions as a werewolf?”
“Possibly, you see my people have some hidden texts, although it would be nigh impossible for a pup to
view them.”
“Pup?” I growled out.
“Steon, you must realize that you’ve lasted but a life of mine, barely a piece of some. I could help you to
read them,but first you’d have to at least look like a passable vampire.”
“NO!!!! Oh no!” I yelled, the blood sucker was going to cut my hair and turn me!
“Steon, chill, I swear I won’t turn you! I won’t even cut your hair.”
How in the world did she know that?
“Um... I can read your mind, you see...”
“Right, no more private thoughts” Yay “I’ll never feel safe around you again.”
“Nice.”
“So you’ve heard my thoughts the entire time?”
“Yep, well, except for when you were transformed, you were a dead end then.”
“I see... What now?”
“Um... I don’t really know...”
“How long are you keeping me here?”
“Until you learn some control...”
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