(Cyrus part of the story)
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"There is nowhere you can run Geraldine. I can smell you, the taste of your blood will be the best wine I have ever drunk in a long time." Cyrus said with a smirk revealing pleasantly on his face.
Cyrus is the prince of Petra, the only son of Theodore and Cora who was the Originals. Theodore and Cora were called the grand elders. According to the tradition laid down by their progenitor, the son of the one in power shall rule after him and in all order and stages must they answer to the interest of their own first before the ruled.
This does not mean Cyrus was an only child. There was also Adeline, the one they called the weak one. Though she possessed the characteristics of a Vampire, her heart was human because she could feel another person's feelings.
That was considered a weakness of their kind. A vampire must not have empathy, must drink as much as drain his victim of blood, must be happy for the taste of blood and must be ready to fight for the sake of his kind. But not all these are found in Adeline.
Though she has the speed and also the vampire fangs, and their strength, that she can feel the pain of the humans is her major flaw and what kind of a vampiress shall be powerful if she can not kill to drink? And for this, not even the "turned" and the "Originals", would give her acknowledged respect. Not even the love from her parents she has as her very mother had called her a weakling to her very face.
On the contrary, Cyrus was brutal, his presence alone would have terrified many and only he can destroy the city. He was the pride of the elite, and he had easily commanded respect.
When at a certain night, the breeze complimented the dark. Cyrus rose to his feet as he studied the sun as it went down. He became blurry at once as he had run at top speed into the city to satisfy his hunger.
He was not the only one who had done this, everyone of his kind had gone with him in large troops into the city to satisfy their cravings and also add more to their population. And when there shall be no humans left in Petra, they shall invade another city until all the cities in the world will bow to their rule and only them; the originals shall be the authority.
A lot of human blood was drunk and fetched for keep and many deaths happened that night. In the same way, many were turned into vampires. It was in their practice that a vampire can turn a human into one of them by draining them of blood.
Like it was said by the grand elders before one can be turned, he must first die. And in this way, a little drop of their vampire's blood on the human tongue would easily turn them.
But irrespective of the amount of the blood that had been fetched and drank that night, a human must be taken to the grand elders. For it had been in the tradition of the originals that the grand elders shall drain from the neck amidst the presence of their kind and pawns to commence a feast of drink and a symbol that Petra had only belonged to them.
With Geraldine's family being killed and turned before her eyes. She was the only one left among her family who had not been infected as a Vampire. It was her mother's wish that she shall not be turned in the way she foresaw that she would be as she had earlier laid her eyes on Cyrus the moment he had entered the city.
"You must escape!" Aponi hurriedly said to Geraldine and she and her husband who now kissed her forehead and prayed for her safety rose to their maximum strength and ran toward Cyrus for a major attack.
"They are dancing to me now and I shall enjoy dancing with them also," Cyrus said as he saw two humans running towards him and shouting equally at the top of their voices.
"Humans! They are always weak!" Cyrus sighed immediately as he mumbled out those words. And at the moment both had gotten to him, he snapped their necks even in a twink of an eye.
"That is all you have to shout for?" He said as he now walked slowly over their dead bodies before he bowed down before them.
"And I shall give them a new beginning and they shall be thankful for the eternal," Cyrus said as he now used the sharp claws of his smallest right finger to cut both of their necks slowly.
At the moment their blood had been completely drained off, he cut himself in his palm and fed them his blood which in this sense one after another as they were now turned and their daughter became a stranger to them.
All they wanted at this moment was blood to drink and blood to drink again and again. The scent of their human daughter was what stood them up and as blurry as they became in the chase against her but Cyrus had stopped them by grabbing them both by their necks...
"Even though she is the flesh of your flesh and the bone of your bone, I shall be the only one to drink her sweetness." Cyrus frowned as he now threw them both in another direction in which they now speedily disappeared into hunting the others.
The manic laughter from the rest of the vampires at this moment with their dog teeth revealed fear to Geraldine and immediately she obeyed the words of her mother and ran as fast as her feet could carry her.
Indeed, the death of her parents and worse as it happened before her eyes hunted her for fear and it was more of the reason her feet would not balance as she decided to run.
She kept on making obvious sounds by breathing too loud and falling on her foot now and then causing Cyrus to trace her by all of these and mostly by her scent.
To him, she smelled like fresh wine. He could detect she was still a virgin.
"Poor Geraldine, would you die when you have not even had sex yet?" He asked softly with a crooked smile as he ordered the rest of the vampires with him to leave him with her.
"Don't worry though, as a Vampire, your sex life we become more interesting." Cyrus declared with a laugh that sounded even more crooked.
"Go! Drink the others, this one I shall enjoy by myself." Cyrus ordered the rest of the vampires and blurry they all went as fast as the speed of light.
"Ding dong… Ding dong…" Cyrus now began to breeze out melodious words from his mouth.
No doubt, Even though he was a vampire, he was able to master the skill of music and he had been a very good singer. But even this had not been sonorous to the hearings of Geraldine, all she could hear was her fear and her heart beating twice as fast as it would on a normal day.
"Oops, did you fall again Geraldine?" Cyrus mocked the instant he heard her fall for the second time.
"Come on out now baby Geraldine, I promised your parents I will be gentle on you too like I was with them.
"Yes, Gotcha!." Cyrus mocked even when he had not crossed Geraldine in the face yet.
Her panting increased rapidly and she immediately stood to her feet but if she thought she would have gotten away, it was a lie as she only ended before him; standing in his face.
"So, you finally agreed to dance with me, baby Geraldine?" Cyrus asked as he now made his dog teeth more revealing just after he had kissed her hand and held her by the neck.
Her fear was glaring on her face as she knew by this that it was the end of her human lifestyle. The wider Cyrus opened his mouth, she immediately closed her eyes and wished all these had soon been over and also that; what happened to her will be painless.
"Stop! She is not yours to eat" Adeline shouted from the back as her burry self became visible out of the smoke caused by the effect of the war between vampires and humans.
"Not you again. Weakling! You will not tell me what to do and who to eat." Cyrus frowned as he now choked Geraldine more in a tight grip, typically from behind.