Lost wings Chap 1

         Chapter 1          [Type          text]          started 12-3-20

Lost Wings

Book 1

Chapter 1

Hope Ivy curled up in a ball on the ground in a deserted alleyway desperately searching for some form of salvation. She lay in nothing but her favorite green pajamas. steaming tears slowly crept down her pale cheeks. The cold penetrates deep into their flesh burning all the way to the bone and the lightning and thunder threatens a powerful storm on the way. The young woman lies hopelessly on the cold cobblestone alleyway with nothing but stone buildings to hug her into a false sense of security. A scary looking man approaches her in the dimly lit alleyway.

Adrien crouches behind a garbage trawl. The smell of rotten fruit and moldy bread floated across his nose causing him to cringe. He can see that she has Goosebumps from the cold, or was it fear? In any case, Adrian wants to wait until he does something stupid and can catch him in the act; he wants to make sure he's a blood sucker before he kills him. It's the good in his heart shining through.

The man bends down to see a girl about fourteen years old, give or take a year or two. He's wearing a deep red brocade elegant tailcoat with a shimmering gold chain hanging from his pocket. In his left hand he held a long hardwood carved cane with what looked like a maticulously finished golden dragon skull for a handle. He pulled on the chain as an equally stunning pocket watch, fell glamorously into his thick large hand. He flipped it open and checked the time. He looked down at her frail form and sighed.

"W-What do you want from me? I don't have any money. I ran away from home, so I have nothing, and I have nowhere to go. Can you help me?"

"Of course I can little girl, fear not you are now part of my family. My name is Roul but you can just call me father."

That would be creepy enough even if he wasn't a vampire. Then he noticed the girl quiet down and visibly relax before him. She begins to sway slightly back and forth, unblinking, while he held the cane in front of her face, its eyes glowed blue.

'Great, he's charming her, but with a cane? Yeah, I gotta stop him. Time to move." With the speed of a vampire, fangs out and with a low hiss, he rushes over to the man and slams him to a wall, the cane clacking loudly to the rocky ground. His face so close to Roul's that he comes within mere millimeters from touching the man's grossly long chin. They both hiss at each other, steam from the cold visible, both with fangs and claws out. Their eyes meet below his bushy eyebrows. Adrien notices that one eye is gold, and one is green. He hadn't noticed his eyes in the dark fog of the eerily blackened night. Roul rolls him around so that Adrien is now pinned against the wall.

"You dare to interrupt one of my meals!" Roul growls at Adrien.

"Those rules don't apply to me, now you will leave. I will not kill you if you leave now." He said still pinned against the wall.

"Ha ha! It matters not how different you are. I can feel how inexperienced you are. You can't kill me! Now it's your turn to die and I'm not giving you a choice little boy."

"Run girl, Run!" Adrien yelled out to the girl knowing this would be a hard-fought battle. She snapped into consciousness and blinked her eyes, shaking off the disorientation. As she got up to run from the scene, two more blood suckers immediately met her upon leaving the dark alley. Adrien sees this from the corner of his eye as Roul throws a punch his way. The other vamps started to slowly and menacingly approach the little girl. She started slowly backing up, not sure of what was going on but knowing that she was in a very scary and dangerous situation.

"Ya' want me to hold this little one for you? Or can I have her?" Canther asked Roul.

"I want her Canther, you took the last one." The other one whines.

"She's mine!" Adrien's opponent says between punches and throws "Just keep her there."

Roul snaps his head forward to head-but Adrien. It disorients him enough to knock him to his hands and knees. Roul kicks him in the side. Snapping bone could be heard a block long, along with a loud grunt.

"Jarrod come here and hold him down," but Adrien had gotten up and pushed Roul hard enough to send him across the alleyway shaking dust from the wall. Adrien runs to catch him but is stopped by Jarrod's arm; he was right behind him and kicked him squarely behind the knee bringing Adrien to his.

Adrien grabbed Jarrod's red smoking jacket by the fancy collar and flipped him over his shoulder so that Jarrod was on his back looking into Adrien's eyes upside down. By this time Roul had already rushed forward to pin Adrien to the ground. Jarrod got up and held Adrien's other arm down.

"Canther, get over here and help Jarrod hold him down! I'll get the girl." Roul yelled.

Canther and Jarrod both held Adrien down. Adrien was helpless. He could beat them one on one easily, but he wasn't strong enough for two at once, let alone three.

"Oh please Adrien, Your sister was so much more fun." He said with an evil smirk and a wink.

"Oh please Roul, Your so full of shit, that explains your breath. Damnit! Just let her go, you have nothing to offer her, and you know it!" Adrien pleads.

In an instant Roul stood behind the girl petting her long dark hair with both hands as she shook with fear.

"You see Adrien, I told you I would kill you, but first I want you to watch what your father never showed you." He shrugged his shoulders with a smug look. "I hear things."

"What? Now you have to prove yourself to me? That's shocking. I'm honored and humbled that you feel that way toward me." Roul glares at him with a cold and stabbing look. Adrien smiled then, continued. "You don't have to prove yourself to me Roul. My father may not have been around much when I was a kid but that doesn't mean I don't know how things work. My mother was a good teacher. Don't you remember your family?

"I make my own family, I killed those fake-assed people a long time ago, but for now I'm going to make one morefamily member. Because there is nothing I love more than children and family. So, watch and learn. Family has its advantages."

Adrien tried to fight back but with two vamps holding him down he was completely helpless. They both made sure he was watching as she squirmed and softly whimpered in fear while his own fear compounded. Roul wanted to make sure that she saw her "Savior," tremble with fear.

He held his cane in front of her from behind slowly waving it back and forth in front of her face. He started to charm her with his dragon's-head cane handle. She swayed back and forth slightly.

"That's right little one. Relax yourself. You will soon be safely in my home." Roul said as seductivly as that man could manage.

"Have mercy Roul, let her go!" He yelled from his position on his knees. They were still holding him back. "Don't kill her, you filthy bloodsucker!"

"Oh no my young vampire, I haven't killed anyone. Yet." Then he turned to face her. "Drink from me my child." He said with an evil scowl across his face, now looking at Adrien. Adrien watched her as she sucked the blood from his wrist. As he pulled his wrist away from her mouth, she chased it. "Now now, you will get your fill from him in just a moment."

He grabs her shoulders. "Welcome to your new family little one." He whispered in her ear. She starts to smile before he reaches up and snaps her neck. She falls to the ground.

"Nooo! You sick, demented bastard! You killed that innocent young girl!" Adrien screamed as tears streamed down his pale cheeks.

The girl that lies in front of him on the cobblestone alleyway begins to shake and convulse hard in front of him, at one time she sits up still shaking. She shook so hard that it even looked like she could break her neck, if it hadn't been broken already. Blood fell from her lips and nose as she convulsed for the last few seconds. She started to vomit all over the alleyway. Then, she landed on her face

"Why do you do this? Just to be evil?" Adrien asked in a whisper.

"Everybody needs family." he said shrugging his shoulders and chuckling almost to himself.

She lay completely still for about ten seconds more and then begins to rise. She stands and rushes to Roul's side with a confused look on her face.

"What happened? Where am I?" She only knows that Roul is her safety, she drank his blood, so she belongs to him. She looks around with blood and vomit all over her face completely unaware of what is transpiring right now.

"Now now, calm yourself my dear." He gently puts his hand on one side of her neck to comfort her.

"Leave her alone!"

"Don't be frightened child; I will take good care of you. And that, my friend, is how you make a vampire."

She stands at attention next to him looking directly at Adrien, He looked in her eyes and read hunger.

"You can now live forever with the proper training. I will have you as my own."

"That will never happen, Roul, I will stop you! I swear to God!" He said as he tried and failed once again to free himself.

"God? HA! There is no God! If there was then prepare to meet him." Roul walks slowly up to him guiding the girl by her elbow, his two cronies giggling behind him. "Now, my young inexperienced vampire it is time for me to keep my promise, and I ALWAYS keep my promises."

Using the grip they had on his shoulders they kept him on his knees as Roul guided her to Adrien's neck.

"Please dear, do partake in drinking from him, he will heal you. Do not fear to drink as much as you please."

She knelt beside him and bit him in the neck drawing blood.

"NOO!" Adrien cried.

Adrien's pearlescent black and silver wings sprang open in a flash, and he watched in slow motion as Jarrod's head rolled in front of him from his bladelike wings. Just as quickly as they had opened, they disappeared without notice, possibly because of the incredibly bright, burning white light that was emanating from every pore of his body. Adrien realized that he had another power. 'Angelic?' He was unaffected by the light, but the others were stunned and unable to see for a few seconds, enough time to grab the girl and split before it was too late.







          Alone in a dense forest of pines rests a mansion unknown by most and cared for by even less. Inside sits a tall slender woman on a large mahogany throne, inlaid with silver, shiny and cold. She dresses in tight leathers and a cloak colored in dark blue and sparkling gold representing Satan's side.

          "I'm cold." She said in a harsh yet seductive manner. "Fetch me another log." She snapped her finger and the whole room went silent. A young, weak looking male enters the room carrying a large log in one hand and dragging another behind him.

          The boy placed the logs in the center of the large ballroom's fire pit; a most unusual design for a Taillision mansion; its trademark pillars on each side of the hall and intricate designs made of pure marble, which all her slaves kept exceptionally clean by her command.

          The boy turned and bowed toward this woman sitting on her throne of power.

          "You may feed now slave." She told him with a casual wave of her hand. He walked over to one of the pillars on her right where several males were chained up. He picked one of the younger of them and proceeded to feed. He had only fed for about ten seconds.

          "That's enough my pet, you may go back to your cage now." She looked back to the center of the floor where several scantily clad muscular human males were standing. "You may continue." At that time, a chorus of stringed and wind instruments began playing and the men started dancing seductively with one another as she laid her wrists gently and elegantly on the armrests.

          Around the room she watched as her clan, made entirely of women, began pleasuring themselves once again with their male humans. She looked over at a woman moaning in pleasure with the young male's head in her lap. She smiled knowing her tribeswomen were all enjoying themselves. One of her other tribeswomen had a young man on top of her, she had a smile on her face. She reached up with her delicate hands, brought her mouth to the man's throat and began feeding.

          An agitated young man ran into the hall, stood in front of her and gets down on one knee with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He looked at the floor.

          "Speak." She commands.

          "A vampire lord named Roul has tipped off Adrien that he has a sister, my queen. He's the master of one of Dracula's clans."

          "You mean that little piss-ant that I keep sending my secret formula too?"

          "Yes, my queen."

          She screamed in rage, twisting her head to the side and then calmly stands up. She walked slowly, purposely while yet, seductively down to where the man was kneeling. She leisurely circles the man saying nothing until she faced him directly. Grasping his chin, she lifted him off the ground by his head until she gazes into his eyes.

          "Is there anything else you wish to tell me? For instance, where Adrien's dwelling is?" Still staring into his eyes, she let go of his chin forcefully enough to force him to brace himself with one knee. She could see his face quiver in fear.

          "N-no, my queen."

          She stands erect once more. The heels of her knee-high boots crackling loudly on the colorful marble floor putting one hand on each side of his head and starts petting his short, tangled hair from behind.

          "Did I not to tell you to track him to his lair? I believe I also told you under no circumstances should you return until you had that information." she said in an alluring manner.

          "Y-yes my queen." he said, his head quivering in her hands.

          "No matter, I shall find another to do my bidding."

          Twisting his head violently but without effort, she pulled it right off his body spilling blood all over her Dark blue Cloak.

          "Well shit! Now I have blood stains all over myself." Showing some anger, she turned and sat. "And bring me a new cloak, now!" She snapped her fingers and the noise stopped. No more talking, no more moans of pleasure or music playing. Her nude dancers came to attention, she had his head grasped by his hair; she placed it on her armrest and began stroking it.

          "If any of you fail in your task you shall incur my wrath, however, you shall not have the luxury of dying first." She looked to the floor.

          "Please, my guests, do come forward to witness what will happen if you fail me."

          She waves her hand toward the dancers, and they slowly gathered around the ring in the floor.

          "Open the portal."

          The floor slides open to reveal a pit. His body limply drops to the floor of an old cavern.

          "Release the mutt; it's time for his daily feeding. Let us see if my new formula has made him obedient."

          The chains holding the giant beast unclasp as if by magic.

          "Stay!" She commanded, but the creature headed directly to the body tearing it apart with ease, piece by bloody piece. It looked up at her and howled after he had chewed the meat off all his bones.

          "Very well." She leisurely tossed the head into the pit where her experimental werewolf started gnawing on the thick skull trying to get to the creamy filling.









"Why are you still here Canther!? You should be off trying to reclaim what is rightfully mine!" Roul screamed. "Did you even see where they went?"

"No father, I was blinded for too long and he was too quick."

"This is where I wish you were part werewolf; you could sniff him out." Roul told him.

"I can go and see if I can find his trail if you want father."

"It's no big deal really, she, will come to me, but I do want to find out where he lives, we have some yet unfinished business. I did make a promise, and I always keep my promises!" Roul said under his breath, clenching his fists in rage hard enough so that he didn't even notice the blood dripping from the palms of his hands. "so yes. Go! I need to find another meal."

"Yes father." Canther disappeared into the night in hopes of finding Hope and Adrien while Roul went to the Rusty Nail inn and tavern to find someone who might have the drug in them.

He waited outside the tavern for someone to walk out. A young man about twenty-four stumbled out of the tavern and into the dark. Seeing that the man had obviously drank some of the ale he followed the young man from the shadows waiting for his opportunity to strike. The young man fell to the ground without knowing that this would be the last time he would ever get drunk. Roul seized his opportunity and rushed to the man's side.

"Let me help you up there, friend."

"WH-who are you?"

"No matter, I will help carry you home." He pulled out his pocket watch, flipped it open then sighed. Slipping it back into his pocket he bent down and stood him up. He guided him down the street until he found a dark alley.

"Where are we going?" The drunken man asked him.

"I must rest and I have to eat. Bear with me, this may be the last unlucky day you'll ever have and that's a promise." Roul grabbed the man by the hair and pulled back, opening up full access to his throat. The man was too weak to resist. Roul fed and that is where the young man died.

After getting his fill, Roul stood back up, pulled his pocket watch out and smiled. Feeling rejuvenated he felt much stronger and began walking back to the mansion.









Tod looked around the cave for his sister when he got word that the pack leader, Kit, wanted to see him. He ended his frantic search for the moment to go to Kit's tent.

"What's up? I was out looking for my sister. Have you seen her?" Tod asked.

"As a matter of fact that's why I called you in here. Today, your sister gave birth to a little girl."

"Yes! I knew it would be a girl!"

"Congratulations! You're an uncle!" Kit breaks out two cigars and hands one to Tod.

"Okay, when can I see her?" Tod asked.

"You know the deal; I can't let her into the community until she learns to control her change."

You mean you can't even let me see her before she leaves?"

"I'm sorry man, she's already gone. That's just the way of things, you know that." Kit tells him.

"But I thought that she would be able to at least meet family."

"Sorry bro, not even the boyfriend knows yet. You're family that's why you get notified first, even before the boyfriend."

"This sucks! I wanted to at least meet her before she left. What harm would that do?"

"It's a liability to her travels. You know there are a lot of rival packs that would love to cut us down."

"I know but you know I wouldn't tell anybody, that's what family do for each other and that is what this pack is all about; family."

"I'm sorry bro; it's too late even if I could tell you. Smoke your cigar and celebrate that she had a little girl and that she'll be safe until they return." He told him. "On to another subject, we haven't had too many problems with other packs, but the screamers are threatening our location, they want this area for their own. We cannot let that happen. This is one of the reasons that we had to send her away so quickly."

"That's, . . . Unfortunate. What are we going to do?"

"I really don't want to fight another pack for ground, or any other reason for that matter."

"I've already sent word to our sister pack; they will be here sometime tomorrow. They have no disputes and can help us if a battle should erupt. I would like you to help set up tents and supplies for them for when they get here, do anything you can to assist in the preparations."

"Anything you need, we have to stick together."

"I will run interference and try to get them to back off at least a bit." Kit told him. "Until then I have to inform the pack to get ready for our reinforcements."

"Okay, no problem."







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