The Blood Letters (Chapter 6: Enrichment)

Life was changing rather quickly. In less than a month my father died and just as rapidly he ruse from the dead. I always looked up to him. He was my everything my savior. But when he returned I was disgusted by the real him. Or the new him. Whatever t was it was ugly. Hidden away from me until he made his great return. Then I was reunited with my lover Eleazer and just as quickly I was taken away from him, again. I was only blessed with a moment of the old passion we shared with each. I loved every moment of it. And once more I was broken away from it. I was exiled from my kingdom and left cold in the woods. I could never imagine my father would do this to me. His own child. However now I am welcomed in the home of the Rogets family.

They live the life of modernized vampires. Feeding off blood banks and wearing the latest styles. The vampires in the castle would look down on them. They would call them worthless and a waste of our gift. If they even attempted to step foot in the castles area they would be imprisoned. I never understood why. But I respect Imani and Alex. They have welcomed me into their home. They have agreed to teach me how to fit into society, the art of combat and self defense. I am pleased with them and feel honored to be welcomed in their home.

Afterwards Imani chose to stand by my side as my partner openly.

"Wake up sleepy head!" Imani shouted jumping on the bed. Slowly opening my eyes I could the heat from the window. It didn't feel like night. And when my eyes completely opened I was astonished to find the sun hidden behind the dark black curtains.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!" I yelled while hiding beneath the blanket.

"No?" she questioned back quickly. Removing the blanket off my pale body she looked into my eyes for the first time. Around her iris was a blue ring.

"You. You're. You're a daywalker." I said startled.

"Yes I am. Is there a problem with that." Daywalkers are extremely rare vampires. They have somehow managed to learn to beat the sun. Able to walk the city with human beings. They managed to remain undetected and survive over the years. Somehow they are not affected by the sons light. The sun is the number one threat to vampirism. It not only kills us but it also gives human the slightest ideas that were not so human. Many of my kind have been murder due to the simple fact that we have not been seen in the day. No end of vampires would kill to become daywalkers, but we truly do not know how ripen into one. Except for if, you are one. What if perchance Imani decided to tell me or even teach me how to be reawakened? I could careless. All that mattered that if I just so happened to be reawakened into a daywalker than I would have an advantage against my father. He will never suspect me in the day light.

Vampires are weak in the day. Our systems indisputably shut down and we have very little strength to defend ourselves. In fact, I am astonished that I have somehow managed to sit up in the bed.

"No, there is not." I finally uttered. I may like Imani but something about her did frighten me. She seems strong, which is strange by her age. Perhaps it is the fact that she is just another strong female figure. The vampires in my kingdom are weak. They do whatever people say without a fight. Imani seems to me like she will never back down. She is willing to fight a king for me and she does not even know me. I do not understand why. Nevertheless, I envy her. She is so strong. I wish I were as strong as she is. Maybe she could teach me more than she expects to teach me. She only believes she will teach me to act more modernized. However, in my eyes I believe she will help me to grow and be as strong and courageous as she is.

I watched as Imani changed out of her nightwear and change into day clothing. She now wore a yellow shirt with matching feet wear she called Gucci heels. Once done changing she gave me clothing as well. "Well then why does it matter?" She challenged.

"Because daywalkers are extremely rare, hard to come across, and hard to become one. Besides I can not fathom how you a new breed, which may I add I can clearly smell, has somehow found a way to become one?" Vampires have sensitive noses. We can smell each other years. Meaning we are able to detect if you are a new vampire or an old vampire.

"Well my daddy isn't a new breed, matter of fact he's old. He created me and turned me into a daywalker. He believed me just as he for some odd reason believes in you. Maybe one day he'll turn you into one of us."

"Really???"

"No. I'm just saying this to bust your chops." Imani said maliciously.

Confused and not quite sure what she meant I questioned, "Bust your chops? I do not know what that means." Imani simply shook her head and began to leave the room heading downstairs. I quickly stood out of the bed and followed her down the steps. Alex was sitting at the table drinking from a mug. I could smell the sweet smell of the blood. I had not eaten much since the squirrel, veritably I was quite hungry. If I were not civilized, I would probably steal the cup out of Alex's hands.

Alex met my eyes as if he could hear my thoughts. Smiling he nodded and said morning, afterward he got up from the table retrieving a cup of blood for Imani and I before he finally spoke. "How was your rest ladies?" He asked handing us our drinks.

Imani wiped her mouth before she said, "Rest was awesome, waking up..." Her eyes shoot over to me and then continued. "Not so good."

I agreed, for once she actually said something that I completely understand.

"Dad, I don't know about Selene she is way out of our century. She's not like the other vampires we've helped."

"I beg your pardon." Acknowledging the conversation had now shifted towards me.

"Imani have faith it's only her first day. I believe in her." Imani simply rolled her eyes and walked out of the home. As she opened, the door a crack of sun managed to meet my eyes burning them temporally as she hut the door. It was not enough to do damaged, however, it still hurt.

Knowing now that the Rogets family are daywalkers, I wish I could become one. The sun would no longer cause any damage to my eyes. Not even to my skin. I would be more human than vampire. The feeling and desire to become a daywalker is slowly intensifying by the minute. I wish I were already were one. If I were, I would most likely run into the castle with protection for Eleazer and I would save him. I would take him into my arms and taken away from that horrible place. Then I would take him back to Alex's home and beg him to turn Eleazer as well. We could live among the humans and never be detected.

(Eleazer's P.O.V.)

The sun had finally set among the coast. The cell was damp and cold. I began to hear the other prisoners awake. However, I have been up for hours. How can anyone sleep in a place like this? A place where you are mistreated poorly because a father has overbearing hatred. Especially me being a prince. Imprisoned for something a selfish king sees unjust.

My own father believes Selene and I will never go anywhere relation wise. However, he would never arrest her and exile me, never! At least he would to except the woman I love no matter what, or where she comes from.

Selene, my poor Selene. She must be lost or frightened. Her father forbade her to learn about the outside world. He wanted her to be the perfect little vampire. She is not even allowed to way today's modern clothing or speak today's language. She is completely unaware of the dangers the world now possesses. Hopefully if she is lucky she has found a vampire that is willing and able to guide her in the world. I can never imagine her dying with a stake in her heart from the mortal hands.

As I slowly began to get lost in my train of thought, I suddenly heard the sound of the keys hitting against each other. Sitting up I watched as the prison guard walked down the steps and stopped at my cell.

Placing a hand on a single bar he said, "Set, and fade Prince. You are wanted in the grand hall."