Celia's Blood Life

They all seem to be of the same person, a tall dark haired man around 30. He makes me feel warm and welcome and it makes me wonder if that could be Master. In every portrait he seems to be wearing clothes of a different era. I smile when I see one that looks like King Louie IVI from France; he has a huge wig on with the curls and everything. It looks like a museum. I Finally come to the last portrait where he is in a nice suite; he looks very much like a businessman, looking at the door. I slowly turn around and knock softly on the door. “Enter” I hear softly from the door. I wonder if I heard it or not so soft it was. I look back at the man at the stairs and he gives me a nod. I take hol the the gold doorknob and twist it. It opens easily and the door swings open without making any sound. The room is lit in candlelight and I slowly walk in. It looks like a huge dining room, a large table in the middle already packed with food. There are again huge paintings on the wall. It seems to be hunting images from the past. I look more closely. The dogs are no ordinary hunting dogs but seem to be huge with bright shining yellow eyes, chasing something further in the i. I . I walk along the painting and finally see their prey. I quickly take a step back almost knocking over a chair. The dogs are chasing humans. A man holding a baby high in his arms, a woman dragging a child with her and an older child behind her witch has just fallen down. I feel a light touch against my shoulder and I quickly spin around. “Calm down” the man who I recognise from the paintings in the hall is standing right in front of me. He has a huge smile on his face. “I’m sorry sir I was just startled by the painting” I finally get out. “It’s beautiful isn’t it, come and take a seat with me. I hope you are hungry, I had my cook make it especially for you”. I look at the table feeling guilty I am no longer hungry because of my Pizza “Of course thank you” I see trying to be polite. I can just eat a little and then leave maybe he is just lonely. Not that someone looking like him should feel lonely. I wonder why I’m here. Nothing I could do here. oldsolds out a chair for me and I sir down. I take the napkin and put it on my lap. Well at least my parents taught me same table manners. He sits down at the head of the table next to me. The guy from the hallway comes in looking better without the long coat, carrying two plates of soup. He gives me first and I politely say thank you. Oh no this is going to be too much. I wait for the man from the paintings to start and when he picks up his spoon I also start. I try and eat as much as I can but that isn’t much. I look up from my plate to look at my host. He hasn’t eaten anything. I lay down my spoon and the guy from the tunnel takes away the plates, leaving us behind in the huge dining room. “I’m sorry I’m not eating” my host starts “I am not hungry” well that was obvious it more looked like he hadn’t eaten anything. “I understand,” I whisper. He smiles at me “Eat anything you like: While pointing his hand at all the food on the table. I swallow “I’rry rry Sir, I didn’t know I was having dinner here and I have already eaten”. He smiles again at me “That’s all right I should have written it on the card”. I feel relieved. ”I Have on offer for you, but a dining room isn’t the place for that” He get up and offer his hand to me, I take it and let him guide me to a room attached to the dinning room. There are some huge stuffed chairs and a beautiful couch, a fire crackling in the fireplace. “Sit down please” he let’s my arms loose and I slowly sit down on the couch. He walks around the room for a while and I start to wonder if he’s ever going to talk. “Why am I here sir?” I eventually ask starting to get annoyed by the man’s pacing. He stops abruptly and looks at me with piercing blue eyes that seem to radiate light, he looks so beautiful standing there and I have to swallow not to start to blush. “You saw the painting of a hunting scene in the dining room and my own paintings in the hall, do you understand what I am?” I look at him if he’s gone mad, of course I have some ideas from my fantasy books but well, they are books not real life, I slowly nod my head. “It looks like you are very old because the paintings are from different time periods and well the hunting scene looks like you are hunting for humans with dogs I have never seen before. He smiles at me “You are very correct but how can I be so old? And why are we hunting humans?” I look around me at all the old furniture and wonder if I should tell him what I think it would make me look stupid if I’m wrong but there are so many obvious facts. “You remind me of a vampire” Well that was a safe answer I am not saying that he is one but just my feeling towards him. Oh no that’s even more wrong now he will think I hate him. I quickly look away when I become aware I was staring at him openly. But what if he is a vampire then I am really in the wrong place that would make me dinner. “Why do you think I’m a vampire? Do I look so evil?” Shit now you have done it, they were right all along those books are not good for you. “No sir it’s not that just some things I saw made me think that you were one.” “Like what?” he asks me. “Well you didn’t seem to age in the paintings and well the hunting for humans, but then again you could just like painting like that and those painting could be made now as well!” Oh great I’m babbling, “also you didn’t eat with me youryour eyes don’t seem normal.” He smiles at me and then I see what I fear is makes my guessing true. Two large fangs glitter in the firelight and make me shudder while I look at them. “You are very observant for a human but that was to be expected from your family.” “My family sir?” What’s got my family to do with this I know nobody from my family. “It’s a long story that will take some time and we don’t have that much time today. It’s a matter of life or death, well actually undead or death!” I really start to worry now. “You should be scared, they have found you and are hunting you. You are still an easy target while you remain human.” His voice start to get louder and louder and he looks around like he is the one hunted “You are the One that can take over the Elders and take out the ones hunting us” I finally can’t take it anymore and I burst out laughing “Sorry. This just sounds so stupid, which book did you get this from. Well it was a great joke but I got to go home now” I almost jump over the couch when he suddenly pins me down on the couch while a second before that he was still on the other side of the room. “Ok it’s not a joke?” I slowly start to tremble. My life is so fucked up. I put my hands on my head feeling lost but he takes my hands and slowly pulls them down and his beautiful eyes appear in front of me. “Don’t worry nothing bad will happen you can trust me, I was a friend of your family before the Elders found out about them and decided to eliminate them. I swore to them I would protect there offspring and would help them to get back to get revenge.” He looks around him again “we have to hurry please trust me.”