The Vampire from Hell: The Beginning (Part 1) by Ally Thomas

Author:Ally Thomas [Thomas, Ally]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fantasy
ISBN: 9781458134196
Publisher: Smashwords
Published: 2011-01-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

“She seems to be waking up, your Highness.”

As I gained consciousness, I heard Cedric’s voice and felt my arms tied to the chair I sat in. I opened my eyes, but a gauzelike hood obscured my vision. I could only make out a few shadowy figures. Father? Stephanie? Instantly, I regretted leaving my iPhone behind.

“You can bet your vacation is cancelled now,” I heard my sister hiss in my ear.

Father asked in a reasonable tone, “Why can’t you learn to respect me? Did you think I wouldn’t find out?”

“Kill her. We don’t need her.” Stephanie’s voice came from behind me. She was pacing around the chair. I could barely see her figure out of the corner of my eye. She hit my injured shoulder and pain blazed down my arm.

“In good time,” Father replied.

“What did you tell him? Father, whatever she says, it’s not true.” I spoke to shadows through the hood.

“Ah yes, your sister told me everything. I should have known. Cedric, remove the hood,” Father said.

The hellhound’s paws thumped across the floor as he approached me. His movements beat in time with the pain radiating in my shoulder. The stench of skunk hit me again.

I felt a tug at my neck, and the hood slid free. Father and Stephanie stood laughing before me. Their ‘snake faces’ were already showing. When demons get excited, our true nature comes forth. And today, Father and Stephanie looked like two giant green reptiles dressed in their Sunday best. I found it ironic that they wanted to appear human when they both hated the human race vehemently.

As I realized we were in the tasting room that led to a courtyard on the bottom floor of the winery, it dawned on me that I had yet to see my own ‘snake face.’ Maybe I wasn't a demon like them? I let the thought drift away and prepared for the session.

Full length glass windows surrounded the tasting room. I could see across to the courtyard. The guests mingled under vibrant fire red blossoms of the Japanese maple trees as they examined Father’s new wines.

“Shall I bring them in, your Highness?” Cedric asked.

“Yes, that will be fine,” Father replied. “Line them up here. Stephanie, will you grab that gun on the table there, and the bottle of wine?”

She held a gun that was the size Dirty Harry would carry as she handed Father an opened bottle of wine. Cedric returned with two figures who I thought were Father’s guests. Instead, they were humans. He shoved them to the floor in front of my chair and made them kneel before me.

“Father, what are you doing?” I asked, struggling against my restraints. He ignored me.

He glanced over at Stephanie. She responded by digging her fingers into my shoulder, separating my arm from the socket.

I drew strength from the renewed pain ripping through my shoulder and arm. I directed my anger at Father. “Stop this game, Father! Stop it!”

Instantly he appeared in my face. He slapped me so hard my teeth rattled.

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