My Beloved Fledgling

ok no excuse's i got stuck really till i found a good song Bück Dich - Rammstein ( i don't own it ect) i will say this i will not drop a story might take me a wile to update 'cus real life take first place for me *bows* sorry. I wanted to make this chapter longer but i don't seem to do good on righting long chapter ... maybe once i get the hang of being a righter. oK onto the update

Ch 14 drop by drop



Raynor  with his smile that bespoke an underlined cruelty



“hello little fledgling, I do hope you are comfortable” said the vampire with an almost sweet tone



“Oh ya, I just love  what you  have done to the place. Nothing like musty basement and a guy strapped to a table to say comfort ”  Said Nick with as much sarcastic bravado he could muster as he tested his restraints with a tug to no avail.



Chuckling Raynor stepped forward  “You really never do shut up do you never knew Vincent like his bitch’s chatty, I my self like when they know there place” with out warning Nick felt sharp nails dig into his fleshy stomach. Sending blood trickling down his sides and pooling in he navel.



Leaning down Raynor licked up some of the blood  off of himas it began to heal. “ Then again I do enjoy your insolence, Make it that much more thrilling to brake you”



Nick struggled to find his voice threw clinched teeth he rasped out “ What do you want from me?”



“I want to give you a gift Fledgling, one I’m sure my dear cousin has no intention of giving you” said Raynor with blood staining his lip contradicting his other wise gentle tone.



 “I’m going to make you a Vampire” Raynor continued as if the question was spoken out loud



“The over sized bat already made me one” Nick said not know if he was making a statement or asking a question



“No dear Fledgling, you are but a babe of the vampiric world, I mean to make you an adult a true vampire not the sad incomparable state you are in now” answered the vampire with a patronizing indulgence.



 “why”  was all nick could bring him self to say



“because I want Vincent to suffer as he made me suffer, to take away his holed that seem to be the only thing keeping you at his side.” with dreamy yet malicious look in his eye



“How would making me a vampire make Vincent suffer?” asked Nick starting to believe that Raynor was a bit to off for his own good.



“If a vampires mate rejects him after being freed from the bond of Sir and Fledgling, it would mean death of the more painful sort.” answered Raynor with the same patronizing tone



Nick eye grew wide “mate, you have got to be kidding me what dose that even mean” thinking this vampire must have been dropped on his head as a child



The sarcastic smirk widened on Raynor’s face “ dear cousin did not tell you did he, oh this is going to much more fun then I had thought” going to the door and pulling in something that looked like a pump with 6 tubs sticking out of it with thick sharp points at the ends out them. Raynor looked down at Nick



“after this you wont have a chose in the matter” sticking the first point into his Carotid Artery on his left side then did the same to the other side then into Nick arms and legs. After he was done placing the thick needles into Nick he switch on the machine and walked out relishing in Nicks screams as the blood was pumped from his veins.





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If anger and rage had a name Connor believed it would be Vincent as he watched his friends paces the floor eye a deep red and his fangs bared.



“How could they have gotten out I thought you said you had guards watched, I thought you said it was safe to leave Nick here.” Turn to  Connor the fury in his eye’s make the other vampire flinch



“I did place my men on watch believe me Vincent. Logan has gone out on occasion, sometime the young have to let lose I’m sure they will be back before sun rise” Conner said trying to calm his raging friend before he attacked someone



“where are…” Vincent began to choke on a scream the seemed to come from his depths. Within seconds Conner was as his side as Vincent’s legs failed him and he crashing down upon his knees



“Vincent what’s wrong?” begged Conner



“Nicholas, my mate” was all he could say before he lost consciousness



Leaving stunned Conner pick him up and place him in the guest bed, and fined his now suspiciously absent guards.