Vampires and Slaves (Enter This Realm To Die)

Allan

Is it weird that I liked that idea?

"Oh, well, as long as he's not...left," My father says.

What happened to the jerk that raised me?

Fidelis

I sucked at the bag a little more slowly to make it last. "The only way I could ever leave him is if someone had the nerve to drive a stake through my heart. However, even if that happens, there will still be a vampire King in this millennium. If I die, Allan takes my place as vampire King. For now, he's just my apprentice in the ways of the hunt and pottery." I knew Allan heard what I said, but I didn't care. "Since we're friends, we might as well go on a first name basis. You already know my name, so I need to know yours."

Allan

King? I swallow and glance at the fridge, taking out the bag of blood and drinking from it for comfort.

"Phillip," My father introduced, "And my wife is Marlyn."

Fidelis

I looked at the clock. Dawn was on its way. "I have to go now. My time for bed is coming, not enough time for a hunt. I might have to continue Allan's lessons in hunting for a few days. In that case, it will be more easy for him to get used to being around mortals without risking the temptation to feed off them. Once I'm sure he's secure enough to be among mortals without risking temptation, I'll bring you to my residence. For now, since he's just a newborn in vampire terms, it's recommended we meet here until he's secure with himself." I got on my feet. "Until we meet again, just rest easy that Allan's in good hands. I was never harsh with him when he was mortal, so his eternal lifetime with me won't be any different. Good day, Phillip and Marlyn." I returned to my apartment and led Allan back to our bed. "When we wake, dear heart, we begin your next lesson in hunting. For now, rest with me." I laid down at his side and fell asleep with him in my arms.

Allan

I listen to him bid my parents goodnight, even if though it's morning, and stand to meet him in the living room, having disposed of the empty bags of blood. He leads me into the bedroom and lays down, pulling me beside him and wrapping his arms securely around me.

"When we wake, dear heart, we begin your next lesson in hunting. For now, rest with me." He says.

I close my eyes after nodding and fall asleep.

Fidelis

As promised, I took him out on the hunt and taught him more. As time flew by, I taught him how to use his senses to detect prey and danger. It was a week after that when I moved on to the next chapter in the lesson. He needed to know how to use his gifts. That night, we strolled through the streets. "As a vampire, you have the ability to see in the dark. This is where you're in your element. The darkness is your cover and sanctuary when on the hunt. You also have the ability to move faster than a mortal can and physically stronger than a normal mortal. To really know your prey, you have the power to read thoughts. Such power is normal, but never can a previous generation read the thoughts of their new generation. Therefore, you and I can never read each other's thoughts."

Allan

Time flies and Fidelis decides I'm ready to move on from hunting to something else.

"As a vampire, you have the ability to see in the dark. This is where you're in your element. The darkness is your cover and sanctuary when on the hunt. You also have the ability to move faster than a mortal can and physically stronger than a normal mortal. To really know your prey, you have the power to read thoughts. Such power is normal, but never can a previous generation read the thoughts of their new generation. Therefore, you and I can never read each other's thoughts." He tells me.

I frown at the last part, always having wondered what goes on inside his head, but nod. I wait for further instruction.

Fidelis

I continued with the lesson. "Even newly born vampires like yourself have supernatural beauty. Sometimes it makes you that way or enhances your natural beauty. I myself use my physical beauty as a lure. When you're well ready to hunt on your own, your physical beauty and other enhanced physical abilities are your lure, your fangs your greatest weapon." I charmed a couple gunmen towards me, pressed a pressure point so they wouldn't escape, and handed one to Allan. "Of course there are other ways to kill. If you're full and you must, you have to break a person's neck or strangle them to death. All of which you can use with your bare hands." I broke the first gunman's neck, taking his gun and ammunition as spoils. "Also, when on the hunt, you must never take the blood of the dead. From what I've been told, the blood of the dead is fatal to vampires."

Allan

I cringe at the sound of him breaking the man's neck, staring at him and the body before regaining control over my senses. He takes the gun and ammunition and I try my best to tune into what he's saying again.

"Also, when on the hunt, you must never take the blood of the dead. From what I've been told, the blood of the dead is fatal to vampires." He warns.

"Then.... you just killed him...without feeding..." I shake my head, utterly confused.

Fidelis

I could tell he was uneasy with his lesson, but it was normal for one as young as him. "He was forty years old, which is past my age-limit for mortal blood. From my experience, blood is like wine. The older the age, the better the taste. I only feed on men as young as yourself and as old as thirty-five. Sooner or later, you'll understand what I mean." I lifted the second gunman on his feet. "This one has enough guilt to last a lifetime. A man of thirty-three with so many crimes in his past, he's about to meet his maker. Let us feed from this guilty one." I latched at his neck and began to feed, offering his wrist to Allan so he could feed with me. I fed slowly to let him have his share.

Allan

He offers me the gunman's wrist to feed from and I can't help but hesitate to feed from it. Once latched on, I forget about the sound of the other's death and everything else, focusing on the satisfaction of my hunger from the scarlet liquid.

Fidelis

Once I was sure the other gunman was close to death, I unlatched and managed to pry Allan off. "Remember what I told you. You can't take the blood of the dead. Once you have your prey close to death, you must let go before his death becomes yours as well. I'd hate to lose you to unintentional suicide." I led him around the streets. "Tomorrow night, we'll learn to lure a mortal woman towards us without revealing ourselves as predators. Knowing most mortal women of this era, the intellectual types of women find men as young as us quite attractive. And no, I don't intend to make a slave out of the first woman I catch. I'm on a very strict no-women-and-children's-blood diet. I rather talk with the first woman I lure in than kill her. Where would any of us be without the ones who gave us life the day we were born?" I led him home and slept in our bed with him in my arms.

Allan

I nod and follow him home, thinking about it all and trying to get used to everything. He lays with me in the bed and holds me close, falling asleep, but it takes me a few minutes to do the same.

Fidelis

When I rose from my sleep, I fed from three bags of blood. "We need to feel human if we're going to lure in some women towards ourselves. When you feed, you become warm enough to be assumed as human. Trust me when I say it helps." I led him out on the streets again, but this time to a large group as girls. "The best way to lure in a woman is to just be yourself. In our case, what we appear to be. Just act natural and let your physical charm lure in the first woman who sees you. When I first did that, I ended up luring in a bunch of women that made a group large enough to fill up an entire brothel. And that was back in Venice in 1456." I approached the girls a little and leaned against a wall, keeping a calm and collected appearance to work out my physical charm without showing off my predatory nature.

Allan

I follow him and do as he does, trying my best to turn on my charm. It's been so long though... I keep a straight expression and wink at the first person to turn to me.