Pure Vampire 8 A Strange Mystery

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"Marcos? What is she?" Talon had to ask the question on all their minds. He and Seb watched as Marcos paced the room dragging his hands roughly through his hair. This can't be right. Marcos thought over and over again. Never had a vampire had any other colored eyes except red and black. He was trying to remember old legends of the first vampires but his mind was coming up blank.

d.a.m.n! Now what? He could ask around to other vamps but if she is as powerful as he thinks she will be, he would rather keep her his little secret. Yes, Yes! He thought as an idea began to form. He can research her and study her all the while train her to help him destroy the royal family that exiled him. He stopped his pacing and turned back to the men grinning like a Ches.h.i.+re cat.

"Grab the girl; let's go I have a plan." With that Marcos turned leaving the room so quickly if you didn't know what he was you would have thought him a magician for how he disappeared. Seb bent to grab her until Talon shoved him roughly away, throwing her over his shoulder instead. Seb glared at him, balling his fist angrily. Talon laughs mockingly at the foolish human before flas.h.i.+ng him his fangs.

"Careful Seb" He taunted still laughing as he too fled the room with immortal speed.

Seb punched the cement wall with force. He hated Talon and Marcos with a pa.s.sion. He vowed to one day kill them especially Talon because Talon is the reason he is living the life of a slave guard to a vampire. He needed a plan, only for the last twenty years he couldn't come up with one that didn't result in his death or his sisters. There has to be some way, he wouldn't give up on this even if it took the rest of his life.

He heard Marcos booming voice demand him to hurry up. He ignored it, going over to the dead body of an innocent girl falling prey to an evil creature. He knew well what her family will feel if they found out how she died. After going through that heartbreak himself he always found it better for the families to remain ignorant to the creatures of the night that steal and kill their children. With a final look he set her body on fire, hiding the evidence of her gruesome demise.

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The six hour ride back to the isolated manor was a silent one. Each man lost in their own thoughts on the mystery of the new vampire. Marcos sat in the pa.s.senger seat concocting plans. Talon was driving smoking a cigarette wondering what Marcos was thinking so hard about. Seb like usual was in the back of the SUV. Seb looked down at her sleeping form covered by his jacket for the hundredth time. For whatever reason she didn't repulse him like every other vampire. It was more than just her obvious beauty. He felt the need to protect her. He didn't understand it but from the moment he opened her eye he knew she hooked him. What are you? He thought brus.h.i.+ng a strand of hair from her face

"Don't get attached Seb, she isn't yours" Marcos bite out venomously.

Talon gaged his reaction through the rearview mirror but Seb wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing how he felt. Like always Seb put a steel blank mask on and stared at the road ahead. He had to be careful the same way he is careful with his sister. Vampires enjoy emotional torture as much as physical so it's always safer if you don't show any. The less they know about how you feel and who you love the better. You would think with their beauty and prolong lives they could find happiness but of all the parasites he's encountered over the last twenty years none have displayed that emotion.

They arrived at the large house in the early morning hours. Marcos had already called the servants to make arrangements for the new arrival. So Seb wasn't surprised at all to see multiple servants waiting inside front doors, along with his sister. His heart pinched in his chest looking at her so small, and timid. Just two years younger than him she has spent the majority of her twenty one years as Marcos feeder. And it was all Talons fault. Rage boiled in him watching Talon c.o.c.kily lean on the staircase banister smoking without a care.

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#To_Be_Continued....