Author's Rating- PG
My car races on as the wind whips violently through my hair. Bloodtears are flowing down my cheeks. I stare at my face in the rearview mirror in disgust and wipe the tears from my eyes with my already soaked sleeve. I have been driving non-stop for hours with no sign of tiring. Eventually I come to a remote deserted land where no trees grow, somewhere in the middle of Arizona. I shut the car off and step out of the car, shutting the door with a SLAM. I walk over to a rock and seat myself. I stare up at the stars as if they hold some consequence to the meaning of all that has happened to me in my immortal life. In the end I decide to make a fire and wait, for that is all I can do...wait.
Early in the morning I am resting my mind from all of the thoughts that have been plaguing me. I hear a rustling of rocks and I feel dust on my face. I wake up quickly and I am put on alert.
"Who's there?" I cry out into the dark night, knowing full well that I will not receive an answer.
Then I see him standing before me in the firelight. His eyes are a piercing blue that reach to my soul. I look away from his intense gaze.
"You called for me, Ariella?" he asks in his deep voice that echoes in my ears long after the words have been spoken from his silken lips.
Without looking up I speak to him. "Yes, Veran, I called for you." I say meekly.
"Why?" he asks without emotion in his voice.
"I called because I am confused and I knew that my brother would not come." I say, gaining strength in my voice.
He approaches me slowly and I finally look up to meet his hard gaze.
"What makes you think that your brother would not have time for you?" he says, in a somewhat caring way.
"I don't think, I know! He dragged me into this hellish life that I am now forced to live, or not live, whatever the case may be! He ran off on his own once we got here leaving me to fend for myself! And you have the nerve to ask me what makes me think he wouldn't want to help me!"
I am now extremely emotional and I take a lunge at him. He catches me in his arms and holds me tightly until I finally calm down. Instead of fighting him, I break down and the tears begin to flow once more. I rest myself in his embrace, leaning my head on his chest and letting my emotion out. I can tell that he is a bit uncomfortable by my showing of emotions because he is not the emotional type. He is not used to helping women and hasn't had much experience in dealing with their complexity.
After I am through with my little battle he releases me and I wipe the tears from my eyes and smile at him a bit. He looks down at his shirt and sees that it is thoroughly stained by my bloodtears. I can see the annoyance on his face, but he quickly puts it aside and looks to me again.
"Is there anything more that I can do to help you?" he asks, a bit annoyed, but also with some emotion as well.
"Take me with you.." I say timidly.
At this he looks at me in a most astonished way. "You know I have never brought anyone to my lair! Why would I start with you?" he asks somewhat angrily.
I begin to walk back to my car. "Nevermind! If I knew it would be this much of a problem for you to take me back and listen to my story then I never would have called for your help! Go back to whatever it was you were doing!"
I go to open the car door when, as swift as lightning, he slams it shut again. "To be perfectly honest with you, Ariella, I wasn't doing anything. Come with me before I change my mind!" With that he begins walking away and I'm left standing by my car flabergasted. He turns back,"Well? Are you coming or not?" he says gruffly.
I hurry and catch up and together we walk into the darkness leaving the blazing fire as the only remnant of life in this desolate wasteland of dry earth.
...to be continued
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