"We all know why we're here. This human dared to defy us, to cause us to harm. His fate has been decided," the vampire said, and the crowd applauded and cheered.
I looked at them, disgusted by what I was seeing. Fucking monsters, every last one of them, including the humans sprinkled within. I looked back at the vampire as he came closer.
"Any last words?" he asked me.
"You can kiss my ass. Let's get this over with," I said. I was sweating so much, I could feel it running down my face into my eyes, and my heart was beating in my chest like a piston.
I was so scared, I thought I would
vomit. I probably would have had I had anything in my stomach.
The vampire chuckled and reaching down, yanked my head back by my hair. I grimaced as the pain shot across my scalp. He forced my eyes to look at his, then he grinned, showing off his lethal looking fangs.
"The scent of your fear is so thick in the air; I can taste it. You talk a good game, but you're terrified, and you should be." He released my short, black curly locks rather harshly, then stood back, looking out over the
crowd.
He raised his hand again and they quieted. "This pathetic human should die for his crimes against us," he said to the loud approval of the audience.
"Kill him!" several members of the audience screamed out.
"Torture him!" came another request.
I could feel bile rise in the back of my throat, and I struggled to.swallow. I refused to beg for my life. I refuse! I knew what I was getting
myself into when I decided to act instead of bow down. Nevertheless, God, just please make it quick.
This anticipation was killing me.
"We have decided his fate…" He paused for that added dramatic effect.
Son of a bitch, just tell me! "… and it is that death is too good for him. Death is far too merciful!"
"Slavery!" yelled some audience members.
"No, his fate will be even more poetic." The vampire turned, looking down at me.
"He's not worthy of this gift he will receive. He's lower than a rat, but that's what makes it so perfect." He turned back to the crowd.
"His disdain for our kind, his hatred for our rule will come to an end. He will be embraced and join our ranks tonight."
The crowd erupted into noise, just noise, and I couldn't focus on them as I was still trying to wrap my mind around my predicament. It took a minute for my brain to process what he'd just said, but when it did, I went berserk.
"No! No, fuck that! I'll never be one of you. I'd rather die first!" I struggled as wildly as my weakened body would allow against my chains.
"You don't have a choice, Noel. You should be kissing my feet for the gift you're going to receive. So many out there would kill for it," the vampire said.
"I don't want your pathetic curse."
He laughed. "It's not a curse, and you'll learn that soon enough."
"It is and if you turn me, I'll spend my life killing as many of you as I can," I threatened, hoping to convince them to just kill me instead.
The vampire laughed even harder, back bending in his hilarity. "As if you'll ever be given the chance."
"I'll kill myself," was my second to the last threat.
The vampire squatted down beside me, staring into my blue eyes with his cold brown. He wasn't handsome, but he wasn't ugly either, not that I gave a shit, just an observation. I guess in my heightened state even the most minuscule of details weren't escaping me.
"You have no idea how our society works, do you?" I stared at him, silently. He shook his head languidly. "I guess not. You were too busy condemning those smart enough to work with us to actually learn the truth."
"The truth is you're all monsters and deserve to die."
"The truth is that once you're turned, your master will have control over you for all eternity. There's no release, ever. All your master will have to do to make sure you obey is will it, and you won't be able to refuse him anything." He leaned forward, so that his lips were close enough to my ear
to brush against it.
"And I do mean anything. In your case, you'll be a slave of sorts because you won't truly have a choice. Your master will no doubt
keep you on a very tight leash." He pulled back so that we were looking eye-to-eye again. "Soon you'll become accustomed to your life, you won't be able to deny it. You'll hunt, you'll feed, and you'll work for us. See, we know that there're factions of the Resistance throughout the colony and
country. We know you keep in contact with each other, share information,stuff like that. Well, you're going to help us take them down with what you know."
"I'd never help you!" I spat out.
"Yes, you will. You won't be able to not help us."
"They are too smart to even be in the same place, especially since I never came back. They'll think I'm dead." I was trying my best to dissuade them from turning me. Being a bloodsucker was the last thing I ever wanted
to be.
"You know how they think, that's all that matters. Now," he rose, clapping his hands together gleefully. The murmurs of the audience died down as they awaited his next word.
"We have picked a worthy vampire Lord to be this miserable excuse for a human's maker." He stopped and looked down at me again. "Actually, he requested you… seems you've destroyed a few of his businesses and cost him quite a bit of money. I guess you pissed off the right vampire.
Of course, he did finally get his satisfaction after he'd caught you. It really was a beautiful plan, don't you think?"