The Consequences of Obsessing over Vampires

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I sighed as I stared at my unconscious boyfriend, shaking my head as I slowly pulled myself up. My leg tightened in pain and I fell back onto my bottom, rubbing the sore spot. Great, it figures I would go through a book and I would pull a muscle. I rubbed my thigh, waiting for the pain to pass and then tried to stand again. The pain still noticeable but still in working order. I limped over to Deylinn, getting down on my knees and I checked him over for any serious injuries. He had a bump on his head, but other then that he seemed fine.

Standing up again, I tried to figure out where I was. The sun was setting, making the land glow in a mixture of pink and blue. I figured we were in some kind of desert, or at least it looked like one. I didn't see any cacti or sand, it had a solid, cracked ground and in the far west I could make out a line of trees. I bit my bottom lip nervously, a habit I picked up from my mom years ago. I heard the slight crunch of gravel and swiftly turned towards the noise.

My mouth fell open at the man standing before me. "W.. who are you?" I stuttered.

The man bowed slightly and then gave me a lopsided grin. "I am Damien Darkmoon."

"And why are you here, Damien Darkmoon?"

"On an errand for my master."

"Your master?" I choked. "What is your errand?"

"To dispose of the people who invaded his territory."

"Excuse me?" I asked in disbelief. "He lives out here in this barren wasteland?"

Damien smirked. "Not at all, he lives in his castle." Damien pointed behind him and I could barely make out the shape of a building.

"Am I the intruder?" I asked, not liking this conversation at all and wishing Deylinn would wake up.

"You are." Damien smiled. "Of course, a creature as beautiful as you should meet my master before I do such a dirty... deed."

I snorted. "Mr. Darkmoon, I have no interest in meeting anyone. I just want to know how to get home."

"And home is where?" He asked curiously.


"California?" He repeated. "Never heard of it."

I stared at him incredulously. "Are you serious? Do you live under some kind of rock?"

He looked confused. "No, I live with my master."

I rolled my eyes. "Where does your master live?"

"I told you that already."

"No, I meant the name of the city."

"Velvet Vamp City." He said proudly.

I stared at him, wondering if he was crazy or just delusional. "Well I am just going to grab my boyfriend and we will be on our way."

It was Damien's turn to stare at me like I was crazy. "You can not leave, you must meet my master."

I shook my head, "thanks for the offer, but I think I will pass."

His eyes flashed red, "it was not a request."

I swallowed the fear that was rising in my throat, "What are you?"

"What do you mean?" He asked, slightly caught off guard by my question.

"What are you?" I repeated.

"I assure you that I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Your not human." I observed. He pushed his scruffy black hair out of his face and his look turned menacing.

"You look like a smart girl, why don't you guess?"

"I wouldn't want to insult you if I guessed wrong."

He rolled his eyes, looking like a sullen teenager. "I will give you a hint. Velvet Vamp City."

My eyes widened in horror. "No, there is no way that your a.. a.. vampire."

His smiled wide, showing gleaming white teeth. "Not as dumb as you look. Come, I will take you to my master now."

"My mother told me to never go with strange men."

He barked out a laugh and walked towards me, making me step back. "I will not hurt you."

I raised an eyebrow. "I am just suppose to believe you? You think you are a vampire for crying out loud."

"What is your name?"

"Katelyn." I muttered.

"Well Miss. Katelyn, I am sorry you do not believe me, but we must get going."

"Why, do the big bad monsters come out at night?"

He chuckled. "I am the big bad monster."

"Will your master help me get home?"

Damien shrugged, "I do not know. If he likes you he might let you go, or keep you as his little pet."

I scoffed. "I am no one's pet."

"Well maybe he will just kill you." Damien walked over to Deylinn and threw him unceremoniously over his shoulder. "Follow me Miss. Katelyn." He turned and started walking towards the south, I had no choice but to follow him.

We were walking for two hours through the desert before the castle came into view and the scenery changed from desert to dark and gloomy forest. While I tried to not stumble over stones and uplifted tree roots, I examined the castle that stood before us. It was more of a mixture of castle and mansion rolled into one. It was four stories high, with a medieval structure, made out of stone and had towers in the west and east side of the castle. We walked over a huge stone bridge and reached the ten foot tall wooden doors. They opened automatically as Damien reached them.

"Welcome to Lord Sergei's castle, Miss Katelyn." Damien announced, switching Deylinn from once shoulder to the other.

"Great." I muttered, following Damien to the stairs on the other side of the room.

Looking around, I noticed the walls were a deep red colour with black trim lining the border. There were tons of paintings hung around the walls, covering every little space possible. One such painting caught my attention and I walked over to the medium sized portrait of a woman. She appeared to be sitting on a stool, her blue-grey eyes shining brightly and a small smile plastered on her face. She had high prominent cheeks, a small angular nose, and long raven black hair. She was wearing a pale blue dress, with lace trimming, but that isn't what made me bewildered. She looked like an older version of myself.

"Miss. Katelyn, my master does not like to be kept waiting." I turned to see Damien waiting impatiently at the top of the stairs.

"Sorry." I mumbled, climbing the stairs and following him through the long corridor.

"This is the only castle I know, where you can't lost." Damien informed me.

"Oh?" I asked, slightly disinterested. "That's cool."

Damien gave me a look that reminded me of my mom when she bought something she didn't need and wanted me to give my approval. "Follow me, my master is in his study."

"Of course, he is." I sighed, and looked at the wall, watching the different paintings as we went by them.

We stopped in front of a set of double wooden doors and Damien knocked, a gruff voice answered and we walked in. Lord Sergei's study was huge and looked more like a library then a study. There were shelves upon shelves of books, and on the far right was a velvet couch, with a table and lamp sitting beside it. In the middle of the room sat a large wooden desk and a chair. Sitting in the chair was a man who looked to be in his mid thirties and had silver-white hair tied in the back.

"Damien, I trust you took care of our... visitors." Lord Sergei asked without looking up from his desk.

Damien shuffled his feet nervously, "Not exactly, my lord."

Lord Sergei looked up, his eyes narrowing as he seen the body Damien was carrying. Then he locked his eyes onto me, and I froze, suddenly afraid of the man before me. His eyes were black, no white in them at all, and when he stood, he was about six feet tall. He walked over to us, his eyes never leaving my face.

"My lord?" Damien enquired.

"Who are you?" He asked me, ignoring Damien.

"Katelyn." I answered.

"Why do you look so much like her?"

"Ummm..." I hesitated, I knew who he was talking about, but I wasn't sure of the answer of that myself.

He came closer and started circling me. "Hm, same body figure, but you have more of an athletic build than her. Same hairstyle, but she never stooped so low as to hide her beautiful dark hair." He grabbed my hands. "Smooth and silky, not like Akasha's, same beautiful eyes; same complexion. Besides those minor details, I could have sworn I was staring at her." He sighed and moved back to his desk. "Damien, take them away, I am a busy man."

I panicked. "Please sir- lord, Deylinn and I have nowhere to go, we don't even know how we got here."

"I am sorry Miss. Katelyn, I can not help you."

I walked over to his desk, trying to hold in the tears that wanted to break free. "Please."

"I am busy." Lord Sergei announced, "leave."

That was when Deylinn decided to wake up. "Ugh, my head."

I rushed over to him. "Deylinn, your okay."

"I feel like I was shoved through a car wash." He grunted in pain as Damien dropped him to the ground. "Where are we Katie?"

"Well, that is sort of hard to explain." Deylinn waited patiently. "Well we went through that book, I think, and landed here where we are seeing real live, or undead vampires. Damien brought us to his lord's castle and he is refusing to help us and is kicking us out."

"Did you bump your head too?" Deylinn asked, staring at me like I was crazy.

I sighed exasperated, but surprisingly it was Lord Sergei who answered. "She is telling the truth, boy. Miss. Katelyn, you came through a book?"

I nodded, "Well at least I think we did, its the last thing I really remember was seeing my book glow red and then I woke up here."

"This makes more sense now." Lord Sergei got up and started looking for a book.

"What are you doing?"

He ignored me, "Ah, here it is." The three of us stared at him like he lost his mind. "Sorry. It says here, that one from the realm of hell will break through the barrier of the two worlds every four hundred years. A mortal, with a pure heart can defeat him." He sat heavily in his chair. "So far, the chosen one has been females, blood tied to the sorcerer Anderson." I gasped.

"Akasha was the chosen one four hundred years ago, maybe it is Katelyn's turn." Damien exclaimed excitedly.

"Are you saying I am related to this Akasha person?" I asked, not really following the conversation.


"Isn't she dead?"

"No, she is still alive, I feel it in my bones."

"Apologies my Lord but we have had no proof that Akasha is actually alive." Damien replied meekly.

Lord Sergei stared at me for several minutes, making me squirm uncomfortably, just as I opened my mouth to say something, he spoke. "If it is true and you are the chosen one, then you are related to Askasha and may be able to find her."

"Why would I want to do that?"

"If she is still alive, your blood can find her and she will be able to help you. She might even be able to get you two back home."

"Great, where can we find her?"

"I don't know."

I sighed, "your helpful."

"Go to the city, try to find a witch willing to help you. She should be able to track Akasha." He paused and looked over to Damien. "You shall accompany them."

"What?" Damien exclaimed.

"I would go, but I am too old for wild goose chases."

Damien sighed in defeat. "Fine, lets go then."

I bowed to Lord Sergei and smiled. "Thank you for everything." He rose an eyebrow, curious. "For not eating us and helping us."

He roared with laughter. "Not everything you have heard about vampires is true Miss. Katelyn." I smiled and followed Damien and Deylinn out the door. Before it shut I heard Lord Sergei whisper good luck.

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