A life, death and birth

A/N: hey all...i decided to make this into a real story..not just a smut filled oneshot. I really tink i can turn this into a fairly decent story. well please enjoy.

CHAPTER 2: THE FIND OF A LIFETIME

~~~~~~THREE DAYS LATER~~~~~~~~~

tired,dehydrated, and close to giving up she hears voices downstairs and starts screaming.
"help please help me please i am upstairs please help me!!!" she yells and she hears them rush upstairs into her room. two men look at her in sheer horror. Her body covered in bruises and welts.

"Daddy said I misbehaved, that I needed to be punished" she says and repeats over and over before slipping into the sweet bliss of dreamless sleep.

“Jesus christ steven what the hell happaned to her?” jason says as he unties her from the bed and craddles the passed out form of the girl flush against him, fearing that if he lets go she will disappear.

“ I don’t have a fucking clue but what the hell is that smell?” Steven says lowly as realization sets in that this is not going to be an ordinary break in and grab type of day.

“Steve she needs to go to a hospital look at the blood” jason says as he sees the old crusted blood mixed with the dried remnants of a few nights past activities.

“No she needs to die and we need to get the fuck out of here , I did not sign up for this shit” steve says as he pulls out his gun and aims it at the fragile form of the naked girl. He sees the bruises on her wrists and face and is purturbed as to what the hell happened. But before he can dwell on it for long jason covers her with himself

“Man what the fuck are you doing she had nothing to do with this. I am keeping her now back the fuck off!” he bellows before standing up the girl in his arms and walking out of the room.He makes it to the stairs before steve comes up behind him.

“Dude she is a waste of time, look she is almost dead. Just leave her here.” he says as he pushes past jason and goes out the back door to the van they have waiting there.

“ no I can save her she does not deserve a death like this. Steve I am going to change her...not now she is too young but soon. She will be my responsibility.” jason says as he looks down at her seeing her as a strong little girl to have made it through whatever the fuck happened back there.

They get in the van with sara sound asleep in the back Jason’s jacket covering her naked form.They drive the distance to there house and pull into the driveway. Jason unloads the days work into the basement as steve keeps an eye on the girl. Her smell is one of pain and sorrow. So filled with fear he could almost taste it. His fangs enlongate and his eyes snap into there crystal vision as he gets closer and closer to his next victim before jason pulls him back and punches him square in the jaw.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” jason bellows as he grabs sara from the van and cradles her against him in a very protective form.

“Im...im sorry man I don’t know what came over me” steve professes before turning away and stalking into the house sporting a raging hard on intent on going to his room and using one of his slaves very roughly.

“I will protect you little one. You are special I can sense it.” jason whispers into her ear before taking in her sent and frowning. The fear radiating off her is so intense it masks her true sent. Shaking his head he brings her inside and lays her on his bed making sure to be careful around her tender wounds.Making sure that she is still sound asleeph e stalks into the kitchen before hearing a scream in pain and a demonic laugh and shivers as he knows what is going on in steve’s room.

~~~~~~~stevens room~~~~~~~~~

She cries out as he pulls her away from her corner. Terrified as to what he will do to her today. The skin had finally grown back from his last session with her last week. He had skinned her breasts and pussy wanting to see the muscles that lye underneath that milky skin. The pain was so intense but as she is a carrisan she is immortal. Her tears are sought after as she is the only creature on the planet to cry blood crystals. The most rare and valuable jem in the world. The whip cracks down on her newly formed flesh riping a gutteral scream from her.

“Please don’t do this master I will cry as many tears as you want just please stop this pain it is too much please” she cries as the welt forms taking on an angry shade of red.

“So you finally give in tristine? Well I am proud of you, you withstood more than I thought you could. But then again I did tell you they always give in.Always.” he whispers evilly and beckons her to him. Her chains draging across the floor as she slowly painfully makes her way to him, her legs still broken from him testing her bones strength. The collar he put on her neck slowing her healing abilities enormously.

“Ma...master please I swear I will make as many crystals as you want just please no more pain...I beg you no more pain.” tears stream down her face and onto the ground making little tinkling noises as the crystals fall and form against the hard wood floor of his bedroom.

“Yes slave that is it. I want 30 then I shall let you heal your legs an maybe even let you heal the rest of your wounds” he says darkly watching as the tears increase and the noise of them falling becomes like a torrent. When she had finished crying over 200 crystals lay at her masters feet. Her eyes the color of blood, a stark contrast to her luminescent skin.

“Master it is done. That is all I have to give. I can not make anymore. Please forgive me master” she shakes in fear knowing that to say she has no more means grave punishment. She hunches her shoulders and heaves her body forward as as her whimpers and cring can be heard but no tears comeforth.

“Slave did I not tell you I wanted only 30. Yet you defy me again. Why must you make things so difficult?” He says enjoying the confusion and complete and total terror radiating off her.

“Please just kill me. I can not please you. I am not worth your time. Just kill me and be done with it” she says in a soul breaking tone. Committing herself to the realization that she will never agian know what it is like to feel the sun on her face. The gentle wind carressing her body in its slow dance around her. Or the deep and foreboding conversations with the ancient trees of her forest. No she is now condemned to a life of torture and pain.

“Why would I kill you. I will not kill what I find interesting. And you, I find very interesting. You are none like I have ever seen before. Taking my torture and not once begging me to stop until now. Why is that? Why have you after all this now given in?” he asks as he pulls her face up to see the anguish and want of death in her blood filled eyes.

“ I have nothing to live for anymore. I know not of my past life. I have been here for 4,000 years enduring your sick ways and I am done I am giving up. I will die by the end of the night. I will give my soul back to gaia. You have broken me. In all the years I have endured, All that you have made me suffer. Did you not see that the first three years I loved you. I knew all you wanted were my tears but still I loved you. And you broke my heart.I have nothing now. You killed the last of my soul. I can not feel anything anymore.” she confesses as one stray tear glides down her face before making the final ring on the floor. This final tear with all the love she could ever have for this horrible vampire locked deep within it.

Looking down he sees that the crystal formed was not like the rest. It was a green vibrant color. A final tear from one who had given up. His heart twisted painfully at her confession. He knew her love for him but thought it a hoax to lure him in and kill him. Had he known her feelings where true...had he known he would have....no she is but a slave!

Looking at her broken and ready for deaths hand to take her he unchains her setting her free. The magical aura that pulsates through the room is that of a true ancient.A true carrisan.

She looks at him as her powers are released from there binding of 4,000 years and shakes as the power rushes through her. The mass of tingling vines race through her body.Her fractured legs and other injuries sustained at the hand of this sadistic vampire heal instantly and she on shaky legs stands to her full height of 5'9". She is short for her species but in this new world of humans the shorter you are the more you fit in and go undetected.

“Why have you released me?” her melodous voice entrances him in its own glamour. Her eyes go wide as she hears the change in her voice. Remembering how once long ago her voice could stop armies of carrisan men In there tracks and turn back from distroying whatever land she wanted safe.

Steve looks at the beautiful woman infront of him and becomes hard instantly. Almost unable to control his movements he takes off his shirt and pants. Leaving himself completely nude and exposed infront of this once goddess.He puts a binding spel on her and transports her to his bed where he looks down at her scared form.

“Master please do not do this.After all you have put me through I will forgive you. But if you force me to do this I will never forgive you.please dear gaia hear my prayers please help me” she cries desperatly as he climbs ontop of her naked form pushing her legs apart and setting himself at her entrance.

“I love you tristine” he whispers before plunging inside of her taking her innocence. Bringing her into her full goddess form and transferring a portion of her power to him.

Her eyes fil with unshead tears. The pain more unbearable than any she had faced in the past.Every thrust more unbearable than the last. With her being carrisan her reproductive organs are much smaller that a humans. As her masters throbbing member forces its way into her small body he grunts like a wild animal.

"nnnggg...you are so tight...gods it feels as if you will squeeze my dick right off...aaauuuggg" he pants as he slams ruthlessly into her body. Slowly he feels small waves of powe washing over him. these little waves becoming more intense and powerfull with every thrust. Soon the waves sen almost unbearabe as they begin to throw off his steady pounding rythm.

"m..master please...stop" tristine sobs as she feels him rip and tear her so very brutally. Her tears coursing down her cheeks, not the crimson as usual but those of black inky sorrow. Her eyes had turned the blackest shade of night. her hair taking on a white hue. Building up her courage she pushes him with all her might sending him flying across the room to land on his back against the wall where he slides down it unconcious. In a panick she tries to sit up but finds the act more painful that it has ever been.Suddenly remembering tht she has the ability to heal herself rapidly she does just that. Feeling the cool waves of power caress her skin, healing all that which was broken. Slowly she realizes what she has done. She hit her master. Cold fear starts to snake along her skin, sending a cold tendril down her spine. Quickly she gathers herself up and rushes to his side.


~~~~~~~~~~Back with sara and jason~~~~~~~~~

Jason seeing her lithe form limp. Her red rimmed closed eyes, telling of the sheer horrors bestowed upon her. He gently carresses her face. Running a hand down her bruised cheek.

" you are so special. I can sense it. Your power dorment but there." he says soothingly.

'daddy? is that my daddy, I can feel someone touching me. oh please dear gods dont let it be my daddy' Sara shakes in fear as she is now awake but too scared to look into the face of the person touching her.

Jason well aware of her fiended sleep just continues to caress her cheek and say gently, soothingly. So as not to cause her any stress.

"da...daddy?" she finally says shaking with such fear.

"no little one...my name is jason" he says ever so gently.

Instanly she starts sobbing. The cries and whimpers escaping her little dehydrated lips. silent tears began streaming down jasons face at the sight of her fear and her sheer terror.

"Please...please help me..daddy..." she chokes out before stopping,trying to catch her breath.

"sshhh...little one, he is gone, he will never hurt you again." he says as he stands from the couch and grabs the glass of water set on the coffee table. Gently he sits back down. Ever so slowly he pulls her into a sitting position and presses the glass against her lips tilting it so the cool refreshing water carresses her bruised dry lips. Eagerly she opens her little mouth to take in the cool refreshing liquid. taking gulps as if she has not had woter in days. Truth be known it was just that.

"hey! not so fast little one you will get sick!" he says as he pulls the glass away from her lips. electing a small whimper from her.

"I...i am sorry" she says before opening her eyes ever so slowly. squinting at the brightness of the room. Her bright green eyes looking at the face of the voice.

Jason supresses a gasp as she finally opens her eyes. Her eyes a bright green. So full of fear and curiosity.

"My...my name is sara" she says in a small voice before turning her face away blushing

.'he is so pretty...no wait guys are not pretty they are hansome..thats it he is very hansome'

' he is the one that saved you from the grips of death my little one'

'he is? then i should thank him'

'he is safe, he will protect you and help you with your powers. Remember you are a carrisen. You are in human form but you are none the less one of a great race.'

'alright farressen i will trust him'


Jason by this time was shaking her trying to get her to look at him.

"little one, come back to me" he says with a desperate tone to his voice.

"im...im sorry" she says started out of her thoughts with her guardian.

"it is alright little one. I think it best that you go back to sleep and gather your strength" he says as he lifts her up and brings her into his bedroom. laying her on the bed ever so gently.

Instantly fear grips her as she sees the bed. I whimper escaping her lips before she can supress it. A flood of memories of what happened pnly a few days agon still fresh in her memory.

"sshhh little one, no one shall harm you . I swear on my life i will protect you" he says gently smoothing her tangled and unclean hair.

Sighing she forces herself to relax as she drifts off into a dreamless sleep of total exhaustion.

Jason seeig that she has fianlly gone to sleep lays down beside her so she does not get scared when she wakes. smiling slightly as he feels her scoot against him. He runs his fingers through her hair before falling alseep himself.


~~~~~~~~~~steven's room~~~~~~~~~~~

Ever so slowly steven comes back to consiousness. Looking around he sees tristine looking at him, a bright yellow glow surrounding her body.He sees the recoginision in her face before she passes out right on him. Her powers drained from her quickly from not using them for so long.

picking her up and laying her on the bed he gets a sheet and covers her body. Giving her a little modesty. Looking around the room he surveys the damage. In a corner of the rom lay 200 blood red crystals. slowly he makes his way over to them and gathers them ion a leather pouch to sell on the market when he again goes.

with a sigh he leaves the room in search of food. Usually he would take it from tristine but he has set he free and now it is against his coven rules to ever take from an unwilling donor.

'i guess its back to the blood bags'

walking into the kitchen he opens the refrigerator and pulling out a bag of O negative blood. tossing it in the microwave for thirty seconds before tearing it open with his fangs and sucking the bag dry of its goodness. A smile now on his face as he feels better. His cheeks taking on a pink hue due to the warm blood he walks back into the livingroom. Flopping on hte couch he reflects on these recent events. Setting tristine free, confessing his love to her, then brutally raping her...

He stops instantly. he..he raped the one he loves.

"Oh gods! what have i done!" he says as he jumps off the couch and rushes back into his room to find tristine waking from her sleep. Her eyes an inky black. Not the usually luminecent green and lavander mix. Her hair a death shade of white. Not her normal fiery red.

"ma...master...im ...im sorry" she says in a small low voice. Her body shaking with fear as she knows she is going to be punished harshly for her acts agianst him.

steven looks at her in disbelief. How could he have done that. He brought her into her full power. Now she is one of the few carissen goddesses still on this plane of exsistance.

"what have i done" he says solmely before turning to leave his room.