Thorne

Ethereal, is all there is to describe her. Laying there, her long dark hair splayed over the pillows. Her dress draping off the side of the bed. Her skin is gaining more colour. Beautiful.

"Shouldn't be long now" The witch queen says. Clinging to me like a leech. A short term annoyance, a means to an end. Don't worry dear. You'll join your husband. You will be fed to my Rose, when I turn her again.

It will be like it should be with us. No queens mark. Just obedience and adoration between a maker and sire. No pesky power shift or stubbornness from her. Compliance and love.

"Do you have the transition potion prepared?" I ask the leech queen. She managed to detach herself from me and pass me a small glass bottle. "I still don't understand, why change her? Just kill her now. Whilst she's weak and human" Her statement makes me sick.

I take her wrists and throw her out of the room. She is pounding on the door and apologising. Pathetic woman. Pathetic Queen. I walk over to my love. So sweet is her floral scent. Human but still beautiful. Unbelievably beautiful. Not for long my love, soon you will return to your former glory. Soon you will be mine again.

I hold the back of her neck and tip her head back slightly. Her lips part and I place the bottle to them. Pouring the potion down her throat. This should make her change immediate. I ofcourse will wait until her beautiful eyes flutter open, before biting into her. I loved the look of her the first time I sank my fangs into her. I can't wait to see it again.

I run my hand over her sleeping form. I contemplate where I will place my mark this time. I believe that perhaps near her heart will be fitting. There was a reason I chose it before. Fight me all you like my love. You know your heart is mine.

I sense her body reacting. She feels the pull between us again. Her eyes are moving under the lids and I'm filled with excitement. She's waking. I kiss her hand and keep a hold of it in mine.

The door is flown off the hinges and slams to the ground. "Witch Queen, I am treating my sire with care. You need to respect the bond. I wish for privacy, or did I not make myself clear" I say still looking down at my beauty.

"I'm affraid she will not be your sire and you will not touch her again" A male voice sounds in the room, with a slight accent. My head snaps to the interruption. A man with long black hair and dark eyes stands in the threshold.

He strides over like he owns the place, in fact the entire universe. He looks at my Rose with adoration? "Who are you?" I question. He leans down and attempts to touch her. I grab his arm. "Do not touch what is mine" I warn him.

He looks me up and down, then smirks "yours?" The nerve of this man. "Yes, that is my love" I point down to my sleeping beauty. He throws his head back and laughs. The anger in me rises. I strike him, my fist lands a blow to his chest. He remains standing in place. Looking at me amused. My arm feels it's shattered from wrist to shoulder.

"I came before you, I will always come before you. Despite some cosmic mix up, that delivered my love to you. I see why. She is made to be Queen" The stranger with the iron chest and nerve says stroking my Roses face.

I roar out and try to attack him for touching her. He simply holds and arm out. I propell back into the wall the moment it touches me. This man's strength is unreal. "Who are you?" I ask again. He doesn't look my way. He picks up my Rose and holds her close. Places a kiss to her cheek. "She's mine" I remind him. Wheres that witch when you need her.

He strides out the door with my only, in his arms. I try and get up but the impact keeps me stunned in place. He turns to me and offers a half smile "She will never be yours" He laughs again "Thanks for the potion although I won't need it" I stare back at him confused "You're a vampire, not possible. I'd be able to tell"

He presents his fangs to me "You really are an amusing thing aren't you?" He remarks. Amusing? Does he not know who I am. My eyes are switching I can feel it. "Oh you snakes make me laugh. How your dynasty managed to hold on to that throne is beyond me" I'm trying everything to move. I'm not going to let this man take what belongs to me.

"Put her back. She has been my love for 500 years. She will stay mine for another 500. You have no right sir!" I call out. "Oh but I do" With that he leaves and I'm stuck on the floor with a broken arm and most likely a broken ribcage. I've never encountered a vampire with such steel like tolerance. Must be witch craft. That's right the witch "DEAREST" I shout. The witch queen comes running in

"My love, what happened. I was put under a haze my charm didn't protect me from it" Oh so the mystery kidnapping vampire, can haze through a witches charm. Infuriating.

"FIND HER, NOW!" I scream. She gives me another scowl. Petulant child. "Dearest, I apologise. You know I don't like my plans being disturbed. Could you possibly heal me so I may hold you?" Her face lights up. Silly, silly little witch.

I regain my strengths, healed and ready to chase after that vampire with nerve. "This could be advantageous to us, let her go, human she will be no problem. She will not get in the way" If I didn't need a witch she'd be dead by now "It's too much of a risk. I think he plans to turn her and I will not allow it, she is mine" The witch queen raises her brow at me. I roll my eyes. "My sire, I owe it to her to provide her end. I made her"

I take the witch queen by the hand and flash her a smile. She swoons. "Come, we will trace her and restore the plan" We walk out of the old house. Walking towards us, swaying seductively is the encahntress herself. The Oracle.

"You leak poison, dripping on things that should not be tainted" She addresses me. I don't have time for her. I try to walk away but I'm bound in place with witch chains. The same that were placed upon me at the tavern. I'm so sick of these interruptions.

"I'm to be impartial in all but they don't have to be" The oracle says pointing to the group of witches responsible for the shackles I assume. "The last planet moves closer to align them all. The trouble you've caused has resulted in a true anomaly. What better way to restore balance, than with chaos?"

The longer I'm stopped by the series of neussances the longer he has to take what's mine "Oracle, I have no time. I'm restoring balance. I'm getting my rose back. We will be together ordinary vampires, minding our own business" The witch queen steps away from me "You liar, you promised me. You told me you loved me!"

Pathetic witch. Pathetic Queen. "Well I needed your skills, if you weren't blinded by idiocy you'd see that. I have but one love and you will never be that" Perhaps annoying a witch whilst shackled isn't the best but I've had enough of this behaviour and I can't stomach another night in her bed. I need my Rose.

"The wheel that turns has stopped spinning for you. Another has come back to fix the mess and will be most welcome. The first master" The what? I'm the first master "I will answer your question, you were not the first master. The first master has your rose but she's not your rose. It appears she never belonged to you."

I stare back at the oracle "What are you saying? You told me she belongs to me, your ancestor granted me a vision of her. My anam cara, my Rose" She glides away but before she leaves. "Perhaps the cosmos needed their rightful Queen by any means"

"You said the serpentine was the rightful Queen!" I call out to her. She turns "Truth has been revealed. Truth changes things"