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for a hit, while blocking, I did a side sweep. She jumped high enough to where she hung from the wooden posts that held up the roof, because it was an older styled house, more of a mansion. Everyone gaped as Shade dropped down, claws first it seemed, and then twirled to make the impact hard to block. My first thoughts were Ashes was in the room and I had to make sure I beat this Shade…for her own good in the first place. Then they rested on my next move which would, in no doubt, get her to plead for me not to kill. I jumped, in reaching her faster in surprise; I grabbed one of her arms and flipped as I smashed her body hard into the ground. Shade just lay there, hyperventilating in disbelief, and I landed firm and hard on her body…hearing her bones crack beneath my weight. While she screamed I stepped off and in one movement I was beside Hannibal who was shocked too, but this was hidden from average eyes, and whispered in his ear…enough for everyone to hear though....

“Better watch your back, vampire.”

With that I took a glass of blood, looked from each face that gazed at me, and then left feeling above all. It was nice to feel in control once again.

“Wake up, friend.”

My eyes opened to Triscon who was playing with bubbles. His light blue eyes caught me off guard, for I thought I was still at home, but then when he blew a few in my face I laughed, returning to where my real home was now. Triscon jumped on the bed and blew more bubbles that smelt of grape, reminding me of what I heard from Ashes. That blood was like grape juice, the longer you stored it the more it tastes better like sweet wine. I shook off the moment then recognized Triscon had bruises on his arms and legs, not to mention his black eye.

“What the hell happened to you, Triscon?”

He frowned, while spinning around on the bed making sure I didn’t see his face but I did and it was flowing with tears. I turned his face back towards me and looked hard in his eyes.


“What happened? You can tell me, I’m like you, I understand.”

Triscon started to cry harder and dug his face into my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around the boy, smiling sadly that he was in this horrid place. He was like me, trapped between two nations, both hurting him personally.
“They, they keep teasing me, saying…saying I’m not like them and that I cause nothing but problems. I…t-try to avoid them but the kids are everywhere and I can never escape them.”

“The other kids did this to you?”

“N-no…the other adults d-did. The kids c-come after when the a-a-adults are done, when t-they are done training me.”

“How do they train you, Triscon?”

He looked up into my eyes, his filled with tears and red rimmed, and sighed deeply as he saw I had no idea this was taking place. Triscon was as if a grownup caught in a child body, but I knew he was just the same age he looked because he wasn’t a turned vampire. And he didn’t have knowledge from his previous ancestors because he wasn’t a full blooded vampire boy that would grow up the way he’ll grow up instead of like turned vampires. Triscon was like me, he was my home, and he was my only family as of right now…him and Lora.

“Triscon, stay strong, trust me…I’ll make all of the evil things go away.”

“How? You are like me, they don’t care what we do…we’re just pawns.”

“Trust me; I will be there for you. I will protect you with my life from this moment on. Nothing will ever hurt you, not if I’m able to stop it.”
“Thank you, Blood, thank you for saving me.”

“No, Triscon, thank you for giving me a reason to live.”

I don’t know how long we sat there, hugging, listening to our enemies outside of the room discussing where we would go in their plans. He was right, we were pawns, but no more. I won’t let this little boy down, ever. Imprint

Publication Date: 04-11-2010

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