Date: Tue, 13 Jul 2010 15:55:12 +1200
From: Arthur <artcart65@vodafone.co.nz>
Subject: The Prinve of House Vladd

			 THE PRINCE OF HOUSE VLADD

				 Part One

				 BY ARTHUR



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It was the 8th of October, Peter Vallison stood on the steps of his
highschool at the end of the school day thinking about what his father had
said to him the previous evening.

"Tommorow is your 15th bithday my son, so for you I have arranged a very
special night for your party, don't make any plans and come home straight
after class, ok?"


"Yes Dad, it's not like I have anywhere to go anyway."



"I know it's not been easy for you Peter, but after tonight I'm sure you'll
understand a lot better why it was necessary for us to move to this city,
now I've got to go to work, I'll see you tommorow evening, good night son."

"Night dad."

Peter was a nice looking boy, not one of those beautiful boys that everyone
talks about, just a nice looking young teen. His hair was somewhere between
dark blonde and light brown, deep green eyes under thin eyebrows, an evenly
shaped nose and soft lips rounded off by a nice jaw line. at 5'7" he had a
slender body that had the potenial to fill out as he grew older.

His family had moved to this city two years ago and as yet Peter had not
really made any close friends, while he was acquainted with any number of
his fellow students, he was close to none of them. Peter reached up and
rubbed his upper lip as the strange tingling began again, it had been
happening a lot over the last five days and was driving him crazy for the
few minutes that it lasted, his gums felt tender and he was sure he had a
loose tooth in the front.

With a deep sigh he made his way down the steps and went to look for his
bike, his book bag seemed to weigh heavily on his shoulders as he mounted
the bike and headed towards home. On arriving home, Peter dropped his bag
in the hallway and walked through to the kitchen where his mother was
sitting at the breakfast bar sipping a coffee.

"Hi Mum!"

"Hello Son, how was your day?"

"Just the same as all the others, is Dad up yet?"

Peters father worked night shift and slept most of the day, Peter knew
better than to awaken his father before he was ready to make an appearance,
his father worked seven days a week and needed all the rest he could
get. His mother looked at him with a doting softness but at the same time
there was a strange sadness in her look, Peter smiled at her and reached
into the refridgerator for a bottle of juice.

"Well son, today you're 15, how do you feel? all grown up?"

"Just the same as yesterday Mum."

"Well your Father has something special for you tonight so I'm sure you'll
feel older after it's all over."

Peter thought he detected a slight sadness in his mothers voice but he
wasn't sure, maybe it was just the blues from knowing that on his 15th
birthday, he had no friends to invite to a party, in fact he had no party
to invite his nonexistant friends too.

Peter went to his bedroom and lay on his bed, he was not in the mood to do
homework, play on his old computer, or go online to see what was there, the
tingling came back again making him almost jump at the sudden sharp pain in
his gums.

'Darn I'm going to have to see the dentist soon' Peter thought as the pain
faded away.

It was nearly 6.30pm when Peters eyes flew open as he heard his Father
moving around in the room down the hall.

'Must have dozed off' Peter thought.

Peter pulled himself off the bed as a soft knock came on his door.

"You awake Son?" His Fathers voice sounded from the other side of the door.

"Yeah Dad, I must have dozed off, come in."

Peters Father walked into the room carrying a black garment bag, he was
dressed in what appeared to be a tuxido, Peter had never seen him wear
anything like that before.  Laying the bag on the end of Peters bed, his
Father smiled warmly down at him.

"Why don't you go have a shower and then put this on, Son;"

Peter looked at the bag again and a small frown formed on his brow, he'd
never had a suit in his life, what was dad up to.

"Uh, um, yeah, ah, thanks Dad."

"Take your time Son, the car won't be here for another hour yet."

A car! his Father never spent money on things like this, they all lived a
very modest lifestyle, they were not poor but they never wasted money
either, a small shiver went through Peters body at the thought of what his
Father was doing for him. Peter went into the bathroom and started the
shower, stepping under he began to thoroughly wash himself from head to
toe, if his father had gone to all this trouble for his birthday, he was
not going to spoil it for him. After drying himself off, Peter returned to
his room and slipped on a pair of black briefs, next he unzipped the
garment bag to look at his new clothes.

Inside was a plain black long sleeved shirt, a pair of black trousers,
black sox, a white tie and sitting in the bottom of the bag was a pair of
highly polished black pumps.  The outfit seemed a little goth for Peters
taste but never the less he donned the clothing out of respect for his
fathers wishes. Once he was dressed he looked into the mirror and
gasped. The shirt fit him like a second skin, the trousers formed nicely
over his slim hips and formed nicely over his thighs to then drape evenly
to the tops of his black pumps, the effect of the white tie against all the
black almost made his features shine.

"Peter? the car's here are you ready?" His Fathers voice floated up the
stairs.

"Yes, coming." Peter took a last look into the mirror, a small smile
crossed his lips as he thought 'Even I would take you out'

As he made his way down the stairs his gums tingled again and the stab of
pain almost made him stumble on the bottom step. 'Damn got to see the
dentist tomorrow' Peter walked into the front room where his Father waited
patiently for him, his Mother was seated in a chair in front of the old TV.

"What about you Mum? aren't you coming too?"

"No Son, you're 15 now and a young man, this is to be a mens only night for
you, I'll be ok, you can tell me all about it some other time, ok?"

"It won't be the same without you Mum."

"I'm sure you will have a lot of fun Dear, just do as your Father says and
enjoy yourself, ok?"

Peter nodded but had a strange feeling as he saw the the whistfull look in
his Mothers eye as she glanced at his Father with a small smile, her
shoulders drooped slightly Peter walked over to his Fathers side.

"Well Son you look really handsome, are you ready for the biggest night of
your life?"

"I think so Dad, as long as my tooth ache doesn't get worse."

"Oh I'm sure there will be to much happening tonight for you to worry about
a simple tooth ache."

Peters Father gentley took his elbow and moved towards the front door,
Peter looked over his shoulder at his MOther as the front door opened,
again he got the strangest feeling about his mother as she sat there, Peter
wasn't sure but there might have been a tear in her eye as she gentley
smiled in his direction.

Sitting at the roadside sat a black limosine, the drive stood by the rear
door holding it wide open as they approached, as Peters father gentley
guided Peter to the rear seat, the driver bowed his head as he slid across
the deep leather seat, his Father followed close behind and the driver
closed the door and moved to the front of the vehicle.  within seconds the
limosine was moving away from the curb.

A million thoughts rushed through Peters mind as the limosine glided
silently through the streets of the city. A movement beside him made Peter
turn to look at his Father, he was opening an oblong box that he had taken
from his pocket, confusion continued in Peters mind as his Father took two
large gold rings from the box, one was solid gold,'the top was engraved
deeply with a design of a snake and an eagle intertwined, this one his
Father placed on his right forefinger, the second was also solid gold but
had a very large blood red ruby set in the top, this one his father placed
on his right ring finger.

"Uhm, Dad?"

"Yes Son?"

"Uhm, Ive never seen you wear stuff like that before, why now?"

"Because it's your birthday, Son."

"But I mean, I didn't even know you had jewelry like that."

"Oh these I keep for special occasions like tonight."

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise, sit back and enjoy."

Not one to argue, Peter reclined back into the deep seat of the limosine
and tried to relax as the drive continued. Thirty minutes later they had
left the city and were driving into the nearby countryside, again Peter
looked across at his Father leaning back in the seat. Ten minutes later the
limosine pulled up at a set of large heavy iron gates, a high stone wall
streched in both directions as far as Peter could see in the dark.

The gates slid open smoothly without a sound, the limosine moved smoothly
forward, in the headlights, Peter could see a gravelled driveway stretching
into the darkness, the overhanging trees created a long dark tunnel in
front of them as they drove, Peter began to feel slightly nervous at all
the secrecy surrounding him, his Father reached over and squeezed his hand
in comfort as they drove onward.

As they rounded a final bend in the driveway, Peter got his first look at
the house he was being taken to, it was a huge grey stone house, somewhat
gothic looking, it towered over the surrounding grounds, fully sixty feet
high at its tallest, there were four stories of windows, all showing light
shining through the glass. The entrance had a cathedral look about it, the
front doors were of some dark wood so highly polished as to reflect the
light shinging down on the driveway in front, the doors were at least
twenty feet tall and looked solid enough to stop a tank, Peter had never
seen anything like it before.

The limosine pulled up beside the wide stone steps and the driver quickly
came around to open the rear door for his Father to get out, Peter followed
immediately behind him.  At the top of the set of eight stone steps stood
four young men in some type of servants livery, Peter had read about such
things in his history books but thought it went out a long time ago.

As he and his Father reached the top step, the four men bowed low and
parted to allow them to move toward the giant doors. Just as they reached
the doors, they opend silently apparently of their own volition, inside was
a very large recption hall, their steps echoed on the black marble floor as
they entered. The hall was empty apart from eleven peolpe standing at the
far end, five were adults, all looked to be in their thirties, the other
six were younger boys, perhaps in their late teens, about 16 or 17 years
old.

Each teen stood beside an adult, it was then that Peter saw the similarity
in the adults and the teens, they were a diverse crowd, one father and son
were obviously asian, another was latin yet another was of negro decent and
the last three were european descent, one boy had the high cheek bones and
clear complection of slavic descent, the other two were twins and looked
more like a couple of large farm boys. All six boys were between 5'8" and
6'0", the twins were well built with large bulging muscles and thick strong
legs, the other four were more slender but still looked to be very fit,
Peter didn't know why they were there for his birthday, he had never met
any of them before.

As he and his Father approached, all six boys bowed low until the two of
them were standing in front of the group, the five adults gave only a
slight nod towards his father.  For the first time in his life, Peter heard
his Fathers strong authoritarian voice, he had never spoken like this
before in front of Peter.

"These are the guardians?"

"Yes my Lord."

"They are fully trained and know their duties?"

"Yes my Lord"

"Whom is the senior?"

"Sin Yu, my Lord."

By this time Peters mind was a runaway train, his gums were aching, his
head was spinning, he could not make head nor tail of what was going on,
his father was some sort of Lord, these people all took notice of him, what
was going on, why was he here, this was all becoming to much for him as he
began to shake, a calming hand rested on his wrist, his Father gave him a
gentle sqeeze to steady him and smiled gentley at him, the anxiety began to
leave his body as his father spoke again.

"Sin Yu, step forward."

The young asian teen stepped in front of his Father.

"Yes my Lord?"

"Do you and your men know your duty?"

"Yes my Lord."

"What is that duty?"

"To defend and protect the Prince unto our death, my Lord"

"Do you all agree to this duty?"

"Without reservation, my Lord."

"You will form your men behind the Prince, as of this moment in time and
until your death, your duty starts."

"Yes my Lord."

The six young men immediately formed two lines behind Peter and his Father,
the adults bowed at the waist again and left the hall towards a set of
solid double doors at the far end of the hall.

"Dad!"

"Yes son?"

"What's going on, what's all this about, who are you, what am I doing
here?"

"This is your birthday party my son, I'm sorry but for now you must try and
be patient for me, ok?"

"I, I'll try, but all this is getting to me, I just want to know what's
going on."

"I know it's all confusing for you Son, but please just a little longer and
then you'll know everything, I promise."

Just as his father finished another sharp stab of pain hit him from his
toothache bringing a sharp intake of breath from Peter.

"Now Son, as this is a surprise party, I'm going to have to blindfold you,
don't be scared it's just to make this a real surprise, whatever you do or
hear don't be scared, just remember I'll be right beside you all the time,
ok?"

The turmoil inside Peters head was now making it almost impossible for him
to have any coherent thoughts, everything was happening so fast he couldn't
take it all in, all he knew was that his Father was there to look after
him. His father took from his pocket a black silken cloth, and, with a
smile placed it over his eyes tying it behind his head firmly, Peter stood
now in darkness a slight shaking in his knees at the unfamiliar
situation. Something soft was trown over his shoulders and he could feel
something else clip infront of his chest, next his right hand was clasped
lightly and a hard heavey band was pushed onto his fore finger, next the
same feeling on his ring finger.

As this was taking place he could hear movement and shuffling behind him.

"Ready Son?"

"Uhm, yeah I think so."

Peters Father took hold of his left hand and led him forward, at first
Peter stumbled slightly at the unfamiliar conditions he was in but the firm
hold on his hand gave him a little confidence to move as his Father led him
forward, the sound of the six boys behind him giving him a strange feeling
of security. Shortly Peter was stopped by his Fathers hand, he stood in the
blackness and waited nervously for something to happen, he did not have
long to wait.

There came suddenly three loud knocks as something solid and heave struck
thick wood, a voice sounded from somewhere in front of Peter, somehow
muffled and distant.

"Who would seek entrance into the inner sanctum of this house?"

The voice that answered Peter recognised as that of the asian boy Sin Yu.

"His Lordship Stefan Vladd, Lord and Leige of the house of Vladd the
Impaler."

"Who walks with his Lordship?"

"Prince Poitr Vladd, Prince, Day Walker and Heir Apparent to the house of
Vladd the Impaler accompanied by his guardians as prescribed by the laws of
this house."

"All assembled here this night will take a knee and bow to his Lordship
Stefan Vladd and Prince Poitr Vladd of the house of Vladd the Impaler."

Peter heard the doors open and his Father led him forward, the six teens
close behind him. Peter could hear the steps of the small party echoing
around a very large room, not another sound could be heard as they walked
forward. After what seemed to be an eternity, Peters father gently pulled
him to a halt, the feeling of space enveloped him as he stood, his knees
now shaking a little at this unforseen event, his tooth ache seemed to be
getting worse and it was all he could do to stay standing without crying
out.

Peter felt his father lean close to him.

"I'm going to give you a small drink, I want you to drink it all down, it
will stop the tooth ache."

Peter felt a glass touch his lips and tilt slightly, the liquid was warm
and thick, slighty salty and had a coppery taste, almost immediately his
tooth ache stopped.

"Now my Son, the six boys are going to place their wrist to your lips, I
want you to close your mouth on them tightly, ok?"

This was getting way beyond strange, but Peter trusted his father, he had
no reason to do otherwise.

"Yes Father."

No sooner had he spoken when he felt the first smooth skin touch his lips,
he closed his mouth onto the tender fresh smelling skin, suddenly there was
a sharp stinging pain in his gums that almost took his breath away and then
there was the same warm, salty, coppery taste in his mouth, the smooth
liquid slipped down his throat and he had an image in his mind of the young
asian boy smiling at him, there was love and devotion in the picture in his
mind. The taste in his mouth sent his brain spinning, all he wanted was
more of the fantastic taste, His fathers voice rang in his head.

"Stop."

The sudden command made Peter pull his mouth away from the fantastic taste
in his mouth, his whole bodie was singing, he felt as though he could fly
to the moon, jump any obstruction lift any weight, his body hummed at all
it's centres.

Each time there was a wrist put at his lips he bit down and saw a picture
in his mind of the boy and that boys feelings as he bit down until his
Fathers command to stop.

"Now my Son, only this last one and you will see all that you need to see."

With that another wrist was resented to his lips but this one was larger
and had an older skin to it, Peter bit down, as the liquid flowed down his
throat he saw it all, the histroy of the house of Vladd the Impaler, his
position in that house and the position of his Father. HE WAS A VAMPIRE,
not only that, but a new breed of vampire, he and two of his guardians were
the first vampires to be able to walk in daylight. They were the first to
be born into this world of darkness, the other four of them were still of
the old breed of vampire but the uniqueness of Peter and the twins were the
furture of their sinister world of shadows.

*****

The salty taste in Peters mouth from the blood of the boys and that of his
Father, sent shivers through his body, A VAMPIRE, how had he not known,
being gay he had known about for the last two years, that was the main
reason he had been afraid to make friends at his school, that sort of
information was not meant to be spread around a school yard, well not
unless you wanted to be a target for every bully in the school, but a
VAMPIRE, this was way too much.

Peter let these thoughts fly through his head as he stood in the darkness
of his blindfold, admittedly, his body sang with strength, more than he had
ever felt in his entire 15 years, the feeling that he could face anything
or anybody and beat them was deep seated and also comforting in a strange
way and now he had six good looking, and if he truly admitted, rather sexy
boys to follow him everywhere. Peter felt the nearness of his Father as he
contemplated his present situation.

'Now Son, I'm going to remove your blindfold, I want you to just stand
there for a few moments, things are going to seem pretty out of tune for a
few seconds until your eyes adjust. Don't be afraid, just give yourself a
little time to settle first, Ok?'

'Yes Dad' It then hit Peter,....He hadn't spoken a word nor had his father,
the instructions had just formed in his head the same as his answer had,
this was getting way weird.  Peter felt the blindfold being loosened as he
tried to make sense of what had just happened in his mind, the image of his
Fathers face formed again into his head.

'That's right Son, as one of the ruling members of a house, you have the
ability to send and receive other peoples thoughts, you'll find it comes in
very handy at times, other people like us that are not of the ruling class
can only receive thoughts, that's how they know who to feed on, but only we
can send thoughts to others, now lets remove this and you can have a look
around.'

The silken blindfold slid off Peters eyes, the first shock was the sense of
vertigo, next was the strange tinge of red everything had, finally the
acuteness of his vision, he could see every nook and cranny of the massive
room, even into the darkest corner, every crack in the stone wall stood out
with a sharpness as though spotlit. Peter also took note that the room
seemed to contain hundreds of people, all were down on one knee except the
five adults he had seen in the outside room, these stood in a line only a
few feet in front of himself and his Father.

The six boys were now lined up the same, each stood close to his presumed
father, Peters Father stepped to the front of Peter, not a sound was heard
from the hundreds kneeling in the huge room.

"Fellow members of the night." Peters Father began. "Tonight I bring to you
my son on his 15 birthday, tonight he is a man and henceforth he will be
accorded the rights, priveleges, and titles of the Heir Apparent to the
second house of the Empire of the Night, the House of Vladd The
Impaler. Ladies and gentlemen of the night, my Son, Prince Poitr Vladd,
Heir Apparent, Day Walker and the future hope of our kind."

As the full weight of what his father had just said penetrated Peters mind,
there was an instant outburst of cheers from the hundreds inside the room,
Peters Father held lightly to his elbow to hold him in place as the
cheering continued until his Father raised his hand for silence, Peter
noticed that his sight had cleared and now he had almost normal colour
vision but could see in greater detail everything around him sharply and
very clearly, every movement caught his eye immediately, every shadow stood
out like before, only the reddish colour had faded away. His fathers voice
sounded in his mind again.

'Feels great does'nt it' Peter could almost feel the smile in his Fathers
words, his Father continued but now he was speaking out loud to every one
in the room as Peter saw the first of the adults that had been waiting,
approach where he stood.

The adult was tall, close to 6'3", he looked about 35 years old, the skin
was pale but projected an inner strength, his eyes were very dark,
practically black, the dark suit and flowing black cape on his shoulders
gave him an austere and sombre look, he had a hand on each of the twin boys
shoulders as he guided them towards Peter and his Father. His Father was
the first to speak as the crowd became silent.

"My Son, let me introduce Count Viktor Drakula, Lord of the First House of
the Empire of the Night, ruler of the European Empire."

Shock went through Peter as he realised that the man standing in front of
him was the true dracular that Bram Stoker had made famous in fiction, here
was the real 'living' speciman of every childs nightmares, the hero of
countless tales of the macabre, the standard of true horror stories, as
though reading his thoughts, Count Drakula smiled down at Peter, it was
almost friendly.

"Greetings Prince Poitr, congratulations on your birthday and I offer to
you these two boys as your Guardians, they are sons of my blood mixed with
the blood of a human woman, like you, they are Day Walkers, as you have
tasted their blood so they are bound to you for all eternity." the two boys
were gentley pushed forward by their father, they immediately bowed to
Peter and took up a stance behind Peters back. Peter admired their
physiques, their black body suits moulded themselves to the boys muscular
bodies, Across their backs could be seem a slim sword, the handle of which
stood just above their right shoulder, in the right ear lobe was a saphire
stud, without reason Peter glanced down at his right hand and started as he
saw the two rings on his fingers, the one on his ring finger had a deep
blue saphire set in the top just as the boys had in their ear.

His Fathers thought came into his head. 'That is the symbol of your
position, theirs is to let everyone know that they are bound to you, this
gift and the others from the heads of each house will bring us all together
in our new world, the furture for us all could be very bleak but for the
three of you, don't worry about it for now my Son, tonight just enjoy.'

As if by instinct, Peter bowed low to Count Drakula, the Count gave a smile
and a small nod of appoval as he returned to his place by the other four
adults. Next to walk forward was the asian man and his son.

"My Son, let me introduce Lord Che Sin Yu, Lord of the Third House of the
Empire of the Night, ruler of the Asian Empire."

Che Sin Yu bowed low unlike Drakula, it seemed that Peters house was
superior in the order of things, his Fathers thought told him he was right.

"Greetings Prince Poitr, I also congratulate you on your coming of age and
tender to you my Son, Sin Yu, to be your night guardian and instructor, by
his blood he is bound to you for all eternity."

Sin Yu bowed low and took his place behind Peter, Che Sin Yu also bowed and
returned to his place, there followed the other three houses with the same
greetings and handing over of their respective sons for his safety.

Lord Ivan Detrinov of the Fourth House, Lord of the Russian Empire and his
Son Dmitri.

Lord Inamya Mbekla of the Fifth House, Lord of the African Empire and his
Son Mbeda.

Fanally Lord James Becker of the Sixth House, Lord of the Pacfic Empire and
his Son Jason.

All six boys were a prince in their own right and this confused Peter as to
why he had been given the honour of being in the first place above them,
after all he was younger than all of them by at least 2 or3 years, again
his fathers thoughts entered his mind. 'All will be explained shortly my
Son, or should I say, Prince Poitr.' his Father smiled down at him as the
last Lord returned to his place.

His Father took him by the hand and led him up to a large table set at the
top of the hall like room, the other Lords followed in order of seniority,
his guardians took up a position behind Peter to stand imobile as the
elders took their seats at the table. Peter was placed at the center of the
table with his father on his left and the Count on his right, the other
Lords took their seats on each side of the two men.

Once they had been seated, Peters Father gestured out to the crowd, and,
what seemed to be an unending line of both male and female vampires
approached the table, with a low bow each Vampire placed a gift on the
table, bowed low again and went to take a seat at one of the many tables
spread around the hall. The prosession went on for more than half an hour
until the last guest had made his presentation and returned to his own
table, His fathers words reached into his mind.

'Sorry Son, but you have to make a small speech of thanks to everyone, take
a couple of minutes while everyone is settling down to compose your
thoughts then let me know when you're ready.'

The thought of making a speach in public terrified Peter as he looked out
at the multitude of people in the hall, with a deep gulp he tried to think
of what he should say, how do you make a speach to hundreds of Vampires
without any preperation, especially as you've just found out that you are
one of them, not only that but you're some kind of special prince, the
thought of all this nights activity nearly brought Peter to a screaming
mess, there was just so much to take in and try to understand, now he had
to make his first speach in public. He almost wished he hadn't had a
birthday, that it would all go away in a dream and he could wake up and go
to school like any other day.  A reasuring hand clasped his and he turned
his head to the right, Count Drakula was smiling with encouragement at him
and softly whispered.

"Don't worry young Prince, anything you say will be more than enough for
everyone."

Peter felt a small tightening of the cold hand and sighed, so what could
they do if he fucked up, kill him? not likely he was now already one of the
living dead, With that thought it all came home to him, who he was, what he
was, what he could do, suddenly he knew that his destiny lay here, there
never had been anything for him in the normal world that he had been raised
in previously, now he knew why his Mother had that look in her eyes as he
left home tonight. Taking a deep breath, Peter squared his slim shoulders
and stood up from his chair, the hall became instantly silent as he took
his feet, his knees shaking but hidden by the height of the table.

"Count Drakular, Father, Lord Che Sin Yu, Lord Detrinov, Lord Mbekla, Lord
Becker, Ladies and Gentlemen of the Empire of the Night, I thank you all
for being here to help me celebrate my birthday and help me in this
revelation of my nature, I also thank you all for the many gifts, this is
without doubt the most surprise happening in my entire life, thank you
all."

Peter nearly collapsed into his chair with exhaustion and breathlessness as
his speech ended, the hall erupted into loud clapping at his first
attempted public speech. Somewhere at the rear of the hall, a band began to
play, lights in the high ceiling came on and shafts of colour ran through
the room and over the large crowd as many of them rose and began to dance,
this was party time.

As Peter looked out at the mass of people he beagn to notice small
differences in some of the bodies, mainly in the way they all moved to the
music or in a few cases, how they walked and even stood. As he concentrated
on the mass his view of them began to change, most of the bodies began to
change into forms of deep blue light, similar to an aura, others took on a
more orange/red colour, Peter continued to watch his private light show and
noticed more and more variations, some of the blues had a darker colour,
almost to being black, at the center, a few of the orange/red colours
showed dense spots of scarlet at the center, without thought, Peter sent
out has querie to his Father.

'What is happening?'

'You're seeing everyones life aura, Son.'

Peter changed to vocalising with his Father.

"But what do they all mean?"

"Well lets start with our peoples first, the blues are vampire, they
project no heat, that's why they show up as they do, the reds are of course
human, it's their heat signature, in other words my Son, you are seeing
them all in your own personal version of infrared, it's another of our
small gifts, it helps to show us who we are dealing with at all times."

"The Reds, they are human? how come they don't tell on us? how come no one
attacks them here?"

Count Drakula leant in a little closer to Peter as the music had become a
lot louder as the party warmed up.

"Young Prince, there are many humans that know about us, all of them help
us in many ways to keep our secret, in return we help them in other
ways. Let me show you."

Count Drakula looked around the dancing mass below them then turned to one
of the twins and spoke in a strange language that Peter had never heard,
the twin looked at the Count and then turned to Peter and spoke in english.

"With my Lords permission?"

"Ah.. oh..ah, yes, ok."

Peter sat stunned for a few minutes trying to work out what had just
happened until Count Drakula continued to speak to him.

"Excuse me Young Prince, I did not mean any offence by asking your guardian
to fetch one of the humans, he is bound to you, that's why he asked for
your permission to leave, shortly we will all adjourn to another room while
the party continues, there is much for you to know before the night is
over."

Peter and the Count looked up as the Twin returned to the table with
another young man trailing him, Peter looked at the man and then almost
jumped from his seat, the new visitor smiled at Peter and then bowed low as
he stood at the front of the table, it was Peters high school english
teacher. He was dressed in a tuxido but the jacket had been removed and
Peter could see the damp spots under the arms where the sweat from dancing
had soaked through, his shirt sleeves were rolled up and small beads of
sweat ran down his face as he smiled at Peter.

"Hello Peter, or should I say, Prince Poitr, nice party you have."

"He..hello Mr.Tanner,.I..I..thank you."

Peters Father took over from the Count.

"John is one of our human helpers Peter, could you lift your right wrist
please John."

John Tanner smiled again at Peter and lifted his wrist for Peter to see
what was there. Peter then saw a small tattoo, an exact copy of the crest
on his ring, John smiled again at him as he bowed and left the table for
the dance floor at a nod from Peters Father.

"Each and everyone of our human helpers has a tattoo of the house they work
for, you'll get to know then all soon, John was at the school to make sure
you were protected at all times during the day, from now on you will not
need to worry about school, in our own libraries there are a milleniam
worth of history books and everything you will need to know about ruling
our part of the Empire."

Peter looked out at the pulsing crowd, it was then that he noticed that
only the red glows, or humans were eating, all the Vampires were drinking
from bottles and flasks that were set on all the tables, it was now that
Peter noticed he was not hungry, although he had not eaten since lunch
time, 8 or 10 hours ago. As if in answer to his unasked question, Peters
Father smiled at him.

"We don't get humgry Peter, except for once a month when we have to feed
our lust for blood, you however, can, if you wish, eat a small quantity of
food, not a lot but enough to satisfy any day people if you need too, the
same as the Twin guardians, but you will still have to feed once a month
like the rest of us as well."

>From deep in Peters mind a shudder went through him but was soon replaced
with a strange feeling of anticipation that led to a small quivering in his
chest and a tingling in his gums, now that the tooth ache had gone, the
tingling felt almost sexual as it sent its message through his body until
Peter felt it deep in his groin. Instantly he was so hard his trousers felt
as though they would burst the zipper, Peter blushed deeply and hoped no
one would notice the change in him.His Fathers thought reached into his
mind.

'It's ok, it's quite normal during the change over, I'll give you a minute
to get settled and then we all have to leave to go to another room, there's
a lot we have to tell you tonight."

Peter sat in discomfort, trying vainly to push his rigid member down but,
it only made matters worse until he finally relented and just reached down
to his crotch and eased his hard muscle straight up towards his belly, it
stayed hard but at least now it was more comfortable and just a little less
noticable.

The music came to a halt as Peters Father, and then the other adults stood
up, with a slight motion of his hand, his Father indicated for Peter to
follow suit, in the silence his Father spoke to the mass of people and
Vampires down on the floor. Peter watched as four of his Guardians wheeled
a large trolly to the front of the table and began to place all the gifts
and the many black envelopes in it.

"Thank you all for coming tonight, please continue to enjoy yourselves, we
unfortunately have some business to attend to but will join you all again
before the night is out."

With the end of the short speech, his Father indicated for Peter to follow
the six adults from the table as the music blared out once again. His
Father led them through an unseen door at the rear of the table area, two
of the Guardians followed close on Peters heels as the others rolled away
the trolly in another direction. The two Guardians were Jason and Mbeda.

Peter was led into a another large room, there was plenty of light and the
stone walls seemed warmer than the great hall they had just left, there
were great tapestries on the walls and a thick deep blue carpet covered the
stone floor, in the center was a huge oak table that looked as though it
would seat ten or fifteen people, soft comfortable chairs were ranged
around the table evenly with one at the head and bottom of the
table. Facing each chair was a laptop computer and a large desk pad with
writing masterials set out beside each one.

Peters Father took the top chair and indicated for Peter to take the bottom
one, his Guardians stood directly behind Peter as the other five leaders
found their seats along each side of the table. Peters Father looked down
the table at him and smiled confidently at his Son.

"Thank you gentlemen, for coming this evening, it means a great deal to
have you all here together as we open up my Sons mind to his new status in
life, Peter, there is much we need to tell you tonight so we will all be
taking part in telling you everything you need to know from here on
out. First, as you now know we all have our own houses to administer and
our own parts of the world that we are responsible for. This stemmed from
our need to work together or all die out one by one. In our long history,
of which you will get to read about in the future, we have many times come
to fight each other for territories and for our food supply. Fifty years
ago we began to realise that we were doing ourselves more harm than good,
we were trying to kill each other off one at a time, that's when the Count
called a truce and we all agreed to meet together and try to mend our
differences. It turned out that we all had the same problems, how could we
continue to exist without the humans finding out about us and totally
destroying us in the process. The answer we came up with was quite simple,
we needed to find some humans we could trust and in positions that would
help us and in return we would help them to attain their own dreams."

Peters Father nodded to the Count. The Count continued.

"Your Father was the first to see the way for us to survive, after
convincing myself of the benefits it offered, I joined with him in
contacting the other houses and eventually they all agreed to form this
council of the Empire, all of this is written in our libraries so you can
get more details at your leasure. Now, as to yourself, we could all see a
future when we would be found out, a secret is only a secret when only one
person knows it, you are the only real prince to be born as a Day Walker,
this means that you can go out during the day and not be affected as badly
as we would, you will find that on a very bright sunny day, you will become
a little uncomfortable in the heat and light, but it will not hurt you like
it would us. The twins as I told you are of my blood, but not directly,
they are also Day Walkers but their Mother is a vassal of you own Father,
they are a distant relative of mine and have spent the last ten years
training in my country to become your Guardians, the other four Guardians
were born of both vampire fathers and mothers, they cannot follow you
during the day, only at night, they also have been in training to protect
you for over ten years, they are all the best of the Empire, you will be as
safe as we can make you."

The Count then nodded at Che Sin Yu to continue.

"My Prince, my Son, Sin Yu, will help with your training in battle tactics
and weaponry, he has also been commanded to lead your Guardians, he will
see to every detail of your security and also any comforts you may
need. With your agreement, he will help select your house staff and any
companions you may desire. With your agreement, he will assist you if you
need it, to select your blood donor each month until you feel secure in
yourself. It is here my Prince, that a delicate matter must be raised, none
of us at this table, nor any of your Guardians, find fault in you or your
desires, at no time do we or, will we, ever place the burden upon you of
having to reveal your sexuality.  It is already known by us alone that for
you to be a true Prince and Day Walker for our Empire, that your genes
would declare you to prefer someone of your own sex. It is not unnatural
for you to be so, in fact, were you not as you are, you would not be a day
Walker nor a Prince at this table. Your Guardians are all of the same
persuasion and can therefore understand your needs and desires so there
will be no need for you to ever be embarrassed in their, or our, presence."

Che Sin Yu then nodded to Lord Detrinov to continue.

"My Prince, The Guardian twins will be your teachers in the other forms of
your special abilities, these include such things as being able to
levitate, wall walk, to use your enhanced sense of smell and sight, also
your advanced form of mind control. There are many forms of blood and flesh
eaters in this world, the main ones are the Canine, wherewolves to you, the
Feline, those who can change into cat forms, and the Avian, those who take
the form of various birds of prey. Now all of these other creatures of our
ways, are not big in number and if it came to a war between us, we would
out number all of them by a considerable amount, so, we therefore keep to
ourselves but at the same time, when we occassionally meet, we show each
other respect, the only time you must be on your guard is at the full moon,
it's the one time when the Canine group are a danger to all of us,
including the Feline and Avians. The Canines are aware of this and on the
very rare occassions that we come across one of them at this time of the
month, we try to avoid them, if it happens that we have to kill them, then
we come together after the full moon with the Pack concerned and make a
form of restitution for them, that way we avoid any unpleasant war with any
faction, the twins will teach you how to recognise all of the other minor
groups in your training."

Detrinov turned to Lord Mbekla to continue.

"My Prince, Our major problems will be with some of the human groups, this
has been a problem for many centuries, when it was only the various
religons it was not to bad as we had a distinct advantage in that their
followers could be lead astray by fictions and tall stories or myths. As
you will undoubtedly know, the writer Bram Stoker made a Legend out of our
esteemed Count Drakula with his books, what none knew was that our friend
Bram Stoker was himself a vampire and wrote the stories under instruction
from our esteemed Count. The misleading information in his stories is the
main reason that we are here today, for instance, garlic has no properties
that can harm us, holy water has no more effect than to make us wet, the
power of the great cross is non existant, it is a figment of the
imaginations of a few desperate religious fanatics, silver, however will
have an effect, but not as bad as you may think, if you are stabbed or shot
with anything silver, it will literally hurt like hell, but it will not
kill you and you will heal a little slower than is normal for your
metabilism, the only true way to kill one of our kind is by decapitation
and to totally destroy the body, the blade must have a content of silver,
such as those blades carried by your Guardians, but your Head Guardian Sin
Yu will instruct you more on that later."

Mbekla nodded towards Lord Becker to continue.

"My Prince, only one other problemn remains for us, it is the different
governmental agencies, some but not all of then, have a few of our people
in them, most are human Simbios, those are the humans who have, for various
reasons of their own, agreed to help us in one form or another, such as
your high school teacher and others you will get to meet at some time in
the future. Back to our government agencies, due to the leaps in technology
many agencies have started to take an interest in our ways, in one form or
another, some are looked upon as crack pot ideas but some, admittedly only
a few, are taking more interest than we would like. There are only three
agencies that are really a threat to us as they have some how got a hold of
some inside information that they should never have, we are not sure, but
we think that they have got someone, either human or Vampire to infiltrate
our Empire. At this stage we are in no direct danger but I and the other
Lords are sure that it could become a very real threat in the future and,
now that you are of age we feel the need to protect you at all costs as it
would be you that they would try to capture or coerce into helping them,
that is why the six Guardians were formed for your protection and why you
must have them with you at all times, even here in your own home."

Peter looked at his Father with a startled look on his face.

"Yes Peter, this is your new home, the whole estate is in your name,
everything on the surrounding fifty acres of land is yours, now my Son,
this is the hard part for you, your mother will come to visit once a week
unless you are away doing something else, I will be here off and on to give
advice or to help with any problems that may arise, but you will be the
master of this place, I know that at fifteen some would say you are to
young but in our world you are a responsible adult, you have your Guardians
to help you in anything you may need or want, you have many hours of
training and learning to do so I'm sure you will at times be to busy to
notice the time of day ot night.  Now my Son, before we return to the hall
I need to tell you about the Simbios, each house as you have been told, has
its own mark, ours is as you saw on John Tanner, Count Drakula's is a bat
with a sword in its claws, Lord Che Sin Yu's is a dragon, Lord Detrinov's
is the Russian bear with a sycle in its paw, Lord Mbekla's is the elephant
with chain in its trunk and Lord Becker's is the five stars of the southern
cross with a dagger in the center, each of these signs you must memorise,
any human with these signs can not be killed or fed upon, they are sacred
vassals of their owners, any Vampire who hurts or kills a Simbio is given
to the sunrise, these humans are very important to us all and must be
protected at all costs. Now my son, I'm sure there will be many questions
arise that you will want answered but I hope they can wait until your
Guardians can take over your training tomorrow, because, for now, we must
join our guests in the hall to celebrate your manhood."

Peters head was spinning with all the information he had been given, he
almost stumbled with the weight of it all as he stood to follow his Father
out to the hall, he felt two light hands touch his shoulders and, glancing
over his right shoulder, he saw the smiling face of Jason, the quick
tightening of Jasons fingers on his shoulder gave him a sense of small
comfort.

When they had returned to the hall, Peter began to look around more
intently, it soon became obvious to his new form of sight, the differences
in both human and vampire physiology, most humans were in the mid twenty to
late fourty year old range while most of the vampires looked a lot younger
from the occassional pre teen to early twenties, only a small number of
vampires were older looking. After a little practice, Peter began to notice
that vampire auras also varied in the density of colour, they ranged from a
very pale blue to a very deep dark navy blue. the human auras stayed pretty
much uniform, turning to the now returned Sin YU, Peter asked.

"Sin Yu, why is there so many different auras for the vampires but all the
humans are near the same?"

"My Lord, the darker the aura in a vampire, the older he or she is, for
example, your aura is middle blue with a surround of red, the blue denotes
your position, it is darker than newly turned because you gain through your
blood, all the knowledge of your forbears, the red is new of course for a
vampire, but it denotes that you are human in some parts so that you can
move around in the sun in the day time. Have a look at the twins, their
aura has that same tinge of red at the edges where as no other vampire in
this hall that has the same reddness. Tomorrow night we will go to the city
and I will point out the different auras for the other blood feeders that
we share our world with."

"Thank you Sin Yu, it's starting to make a little more sense now."

"You are welcome My Lord, it is my duty."

Peter looked out on the wrything mass of people on the dance floor, the
music thumped and the mass of bodies twirled and jumped to the pulsing
beat, with a sudden start, Peters sharp eyesight caught a flash of movement
in a far off corner of the hall, by concentrating harder, Peter saw a young
teen who appeared to be trying to hide himself in the darkness, his aura
was very pale with barely any blue tone at all. Suddenly Peters sense of
smell seemed to zero in on the shadowed corner, a slight wiff of fear then
something made Peter think of confusiom and shame came from the
darkness. As he stood Peter turned to his Father.

"I want to go out into the hall and mix a bit, is that ok Father?"

"My Son, this is your house, you don't need to answer to anybody here, it's
your party, you do as you wish."

The smile of confidence on his Fathers face thrilled Peter, he was really
being treated like an adult and head of his own house, Peters chest swelled
as he thought of his growing independence as he moved from the table, Sin
Yu, followed by two other Guardians came behind him, as he reached the
floor area every body he passed nodded a small bow but continued to dance
with or without their partners. Peter slowly made his way towards the far
corner where he had seen and sensed the young teen.

Finally Peter spied the teen leaning back against the darkest part of the
corner, he could see the confusion and feel the fear in the young teen as
he motioned for his Guardians to stay back a little from them both. The boy
seemed to try to sink into the stone of the wall as Peter neared him.

"Hey, how do you like my party?"

The teen was shaking, his confusion was getting deeper as Peter talked to
him.

"It's ok man, don't sweat it, you look as though you're gonna jump out of
your skin, you can settle down you know, no one here is going to hurt you,
you're with friends."

Peter tried to settle the teens fears as talked to him.

"Are you here alone?"

The teen shook his head in the negative, apparrently to afraid to speak.

"Where's your friend then?"

The teen made a nod towards the dance floor, still trying to shrink into
the stone wall behind him.

"It's ok man, I'm not here to hassle you, it's just I saw you on your
lonesome and thought you might like some company, after all, this is a
party not a funeral, can you tell me your name?"

A soft whisper came from the teens lips

"Ah..er...ah..Simon..ahh..your Lordship."

"Oh you know who I am then?"

Peter said with a smile on his lips to try to make the teen relax, the teen
nodded. Just then Peter felt a new presence join them in the corner, before
he could react, Peters Guardians had stepped in front of both Peter and
Simon and faced out to where the new presence came from. Approaching them
was a young man who seemed to be in his early twenties but Peter could see
by his aura that he was far older than what he looked.

"Good evening My Prince, I see you have met my new turning, he's quite
delightful, is he not?"

"And you are?"

"Forgive me My Prince, Jackson Metz, I run the City Lights Motel out on
I76, Simon here was alone on the road when I met him, it seemed such a
waste to just feed on him and leave him on the side of the road, so, I gave
him the choice of becoming one of us or being a meal, he chose to follow in
our ways."

"It doesn't seem much of a choice for him, Mr Metz."

"I'm sorry my Prince, but truly, it's the way of things."

Peter turned again to Simon.

"What do you think Simon, was it much of a choice or, would you have
preferred to have lived your life as before?"

"I..I'm not sure, Your Lordship, it's all so new and different, I just
feel,..well feel,.. I don't know."

Simon blushed in confusion and uncertainty as he tried to hide from
everyone. Peter reached out and laid a hand on Simons shoulder.

"Mr. Metz?"

"Yes My Prince?"

"Would I be able to take Simon for a dance?"

Peter could feel his own blush creep up his cheeks, he had never done
anything like this before, it was almost scary to conteplate the
possibility of rejection.

"It would be our pleasure and honour, My Prince."

Metz looked askance of Simon and nodded towards Peter. Peter turned and
faced Simon while reaching out his hand towards the teen.

"Would you like to dance with me Simon?"

Simon dropped his head until he was looking at Peter from lowered eyebrows,
he gave a small, barely imperceptable nod and reached for Peters
hand. Peters Guardians moved back a little to give the pair some space but,
at the same time they were close enough to keep their eyes on their
charge. Peter led Simon onto the dance floor where they began to dance with
each other. Once the rythmn was established between the two boys, Simon
seemed to relax more and a small smile moved across his red lips.

The smile was enough for Peter to also relax and start to enjoy his time
with the teen, in only a matter of minutes they were talking to each other
as though they were old friends. Small similarities began to emerge from
Simon as he began to loosen up with Peter, soon the beat of the music took
total control of the two teens and the night took on a new shape as they
danced with each other for set after set.

Suddenly a thought from his Father entered his mind.

'Peter it's nearly time to call it a halt, sunrise is only an hour away and
these friends need to make their way home, can you come and make the
announcement, please'

'Yes Father' he sent back.

Looking down at Simon, Peter made a decision he had been contemplating
since he had seen the boy in the dark corner.

"Simon, it's nearly dawn,...ahm... would you like to...uhm...stay here
tonight?"

Simon blushed a bright scarlet as he looked at his dance partner.

"I'd like to, but, well, I don't know if Jakson would let me be away from
him so soon."

"Ok, I'll just have to ask him for you then, won't I?"

Peter smiled at Simon, the smile held far more than just being nice, there
was something about Simon that Peter liked more and more, a strange
fuzziness seemed to take a hold of Peters senses as he looked into the deep
green eyes before him. Peter grasped Simons hand and led him towards where
Jackson was dancing with another twenty something vampire.

"Excuse me Mr. Metz, I would like your permission to invite Simon to stay
here tonight, apart from my Guardians I'll be alone and Simon is my first
friend here."

"My Prince, I have no hold over Simons actions except for my duty to teach
him our ways, he is free to do as he wishes."

Jackson seemed genuinely open about Simons freedom to make his own
decisions so Peter turned to the teen with a look of askance.

"Well?"

"I would really love to My Lord."

"Great, but first thing is, you can call me Peter, no more of this Lordship
thing, it gets tiring and seems stuffy."

Simon smiled and blushed as he looked at Peter.

"Ok..ah..Peter."

"Great, ok come on lets go."

Peter took Simon by the hand and led him towards the top table, Peter could
feel the hesitancy in Simons pace.

"Hey, it's ok, this is my party and my house so, I can have anyone I want
up at the table, you'll see, it'll be ok, come on."

Simon stayed carefully behind Peter as he worked his way to the top table,
The adults watched as he made his way towards them, each had a faint smile
on his face as Peter asked one of the Guardians to find a chair for Simon
and place it beside his own, his Father smiled at Simon and held out his
hand for the teen to grasp.

"Welcome young man, I see you have captured my Sons eye, congratulations."

The chair arrived and Simon gingerly sat down beside Peter. His Father
turned to Peter.

"Now Son, I want you to look over at the band leader, good, now focus on
him alone, good, now tell him to stop the music, that's great."

At Peters insistance the band had become silent, the band leader bowed low
to Peter and began to get his members to pack up their instruments. At the
silence of the band, The mass below Peter turned towards the top table,
Peter stood and held out his hands, Palm outwards.

The mass became quiet instantly, Peter looked at the multitude on the floor
below him.

"I would like to thank all of you again for coming this evening,
unfortunately the sun will rise in a little less than an hour and for your
safety, I think we should call a halt, thank you again."

Peter took his seat, then without a prompt, the crowd began to sing 'Happy
Birthday' to him, at the end of the song, everyone bowed low to him and
began to leave the hall.  Peter looked at Simon and felt a blush creep up
his face as his Father stood followed by the other Lords.

"I will see our guests to their accomodations My Son, Sin Yu will take you
and your friend to your own quarters, good night Son, and congratulations."

The others began to leave the table as Peter and Simon also stood, Sin Yu
taking the lead, lead them down to the hall floor and towards the main
doors, just before reaching them he turned to the left towards the dark
corner, with a push on one of the stones, a door slid open to show an
elevator.

"This My Lord is your private entrance to your quarters, if you would like
to place your hand on the panel it will take us to the top floor, this is
the only direct way to your apartment, there are no stairs so anyone
wanting to get there has to use this elevator and it is set to your hand
print and D.N.A. when we have a full staff here they will have access only
at your wish, it is the safest way we can make it for you."

"Thank you Sin Yu, but what about you Guardians?"

"We of course have access my Lord, but most times we will be accompanying
you so it will operate with any of us."

The elevator stopped its upward movement and the doors opened into a small
reception hall, the walls were lined with oak paneling, the floor was dark
marble with a thick strip of deep carpet running down the center. On each
side of the short hall were two doors.

"Which room is mine, Sin Yu?"

"All of them My Lord, these four here are for your Guardians, at the end of
this hall are your quarters, if you will follow me, My Lord."

Sin Yu lead the way to the end of the hall, with a sudden realisation,
Peter began to feel a nervous hesitation creep up on him, the events of the
night were seeping slowly into his subconcious, this was reality. A sudden
shiver went through Peter as he gripped the hand he held, it was no longer
a dream of make believe, it was all real, he was really a Vampire Prince,
he was really fifteen and holding hands with his first boy, he was really a
live//dead blood sucker, a myth, a make believe story character and now he
was seperated from his Mother, his Friends, such as they were, no more
childish pranks or tricks at school. He was now meant to be an adult, "At
Fifteen", the tension continued to build inside him as he neared the end of
the hallway with Simon and Sin Yu.

As the hallway ended Peter saw that the room in front of him was huge, the
floor was covered in an obviously very expensive carpet, the walls were
covered in tapestries with solid stone blocks behind them. The windows went
from floor to ceiling, some 15 feet above them. In the middle of the room
stood another large solid wooden desk with a large black leather office
chair behind it, around the desk were a number of comfortable looking
lounge chairs and small tables.

On the desk top were a set of pens and a blank grey panel built into the
desk, the room had to be at least thirty feet long and twenty feet wide, it
seemed to emit an aura of power and authority.

"This is your office and reception room, my Lord" Said Sin Yu, "If you will
follow me I will take you to your private quarters."

Peter followed Sin Yu through the room to the far end, then, after opening
a double set of doors in the end wall, Peter and his retinue walked into
Peters quarters. The lounge was huge, about twenty by twenty feet, his feet
sank into the beige carpet as he moved further into the room, the
furnishings were all of black or dark brown leather, all the tables were
painted in a black laqueur with heavy gold inlays, on the far wall was a
huge tv screen and underneath a full sound system and audio centre, the
room oozed wealth, comfort and luxury, a small smile crept over Peters face
as he looked around at his own quarters.

Pointing to another door at the end of the room, Sin Yu began to tell Peter
what lay beyond.

"My lord, through that room is your bedroom and ensuite, next to that is
two smaller rooms for any guests you may want to stay over with you, all
the wardrobes have been filled with your clothes and any extras you may
need for formal occassions, your bathroom has been set out to suit your
needs but if there is anything not to your liking we can change it for
you. When you have business it will be held in the other room and we will
escort any applicants up to you so that you dont have to keep running up
and down the floors.  On the next floor up are the cells where, if you
wish, you can keep a food supply or anyone that is to be punished."

"Thank you Sin Yu, it's all a bit much just now but I hope in time I'll get
used to it" Peter replied with a grin.

Suddenly dim red lights began to flash and as they did Peter noticed that
Simons hand, which he still held, was growing colder, then, with a loud
crash, metal shutters began to fall over all the windows, Peter jumped at
the sudden noise but then heard Sin Yu begin to explain.

"It's ok my Lord, the lights are to warn of the rising sun and the shutters
are to protect us from the sunlight as well as from anyone that may try to
enter the house while we sleep"

Suddenly Sin Yu let out a huge yawn and Simon began to sink towards the
floor, Peter also noticed that he was feeling tired but not as badly as his
two companions.

"Sorry my Lord, but I must retire for the day, your friend needs to be put
to bed as he is going into his day sleep, the twins will attend you until
you wish to sleep."

With that said Sin Yu ran off to the hallway as the twins appeared besid
Peter, one of them picked up the now comatose Simon and with Peter
following, led them to the bedroom.  Again Peter noted the large room, a
massive bed sat at one end, it was large enough to sleep at least six
people without touching each other, the twin lay Simon on the bed as Peter
smiled down at the cute looking teen, and, even though the boy was as pale
as death, he looked so cute laying on the red silk sheets. The twin looked
at Peter.

"My Lord do wish him to be undressed?"

"No it's ok I think I can do it." Peter could feel his cheeks smarting as
he realised he was going to undress a boy for the first time.

"Very well my Lord, my brother and I will be in the next room should we be
needed."

"Don't you need to sleep?"

"Not really my Lord, a few hours later in the evening is enough for us as
you will find for yourself, you will need very little sleep unlike other
vampires tht have to sleep during the day we have the best of both worlds,
my Lord,"

The twin turned and left the rooom as Peter looked down again on the cute
boy in his bed, with slightly shaking and tentative hands, Peter began to
loosen the buttons on Simons shirt, finally slipping the shirt off he took
notice of the slim chest, then it struck him, Simons chest was not moving,
Peter lay his ear over the boys heart, there was no heart beat, no sound of
lungs being filled, at last he understood the fullness of the world he was
now a part of, Simon lay as though dead, in a sense he was but Peter knew
that when the sun died, Simon would again live, with a sigh Peter loosened
the belt on Simons jeans and then slid them down the pale legs. A smile
came over Peters lips as he saw the cute tight little blue briefs that
Simon was wearing, his small package making a neat mound over his pubic
bone, there was the start of a faint pubic trail leading under the waist of
the briefs, Peter felt the throbbing in his groin but also knew he could do
nothing while the boy slept.

Finally Peter felt the long day and night catching up with him and so he
finally shed his own clothes and slipped under the sheets and pulled the
cold body close as he slipped into a deep sleep, within minutes Peters
subconscious took over and his first dreams as a vampire took over,
somewhere in the deepest reccesses of his mind he thought that vampires
didnt dream.

'strange' with a small shudder he sank into a deeper sleep, his first night
as a vampire finally over, his new life just begun.



T.B.C.

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