MATCHED FOR DESTRUCTION

Chapter 1

"You need to start your search for your beloved, Chris! You know you'll never be Queen if you don't start now." Lauren, my sister told me.

"I know, I know but... But what if there's really nothing to search for, maybe... Maybe I don't have a beloved. Then what would I do? They'll have no choice but to make me Queen." I replied her with the sad fact that I was lying to myself on the back of my mind.

"It's unheard of, Chris! Of course, you have a beloved. You just have to keep looking, maybe he'll be a handsome Vampire or... Or maybe even a charming Werewolf or... You could get a sexy Warlock. Oh, they are just the best in bed!" Lauren stated her eyes gleaming with a devilish glint in her eyes.

She was my younger sister but she was obviously more experienced than I was. I had no grudges against her concerning that but sometimes, I could say her words sort of irritated me because of how casually she talked about sex and well, other things related. But really, I loved how free spirited she was. Anyway, she had taken the Tyrenic Oath at the age of 15. I was 17 then and I'm 19 now but I still have to wait till my coronation when I'm 20 before I take mine. Anyway, my sister is 17 now and she is having "the time of her life" but whenever she says that, I feel like the only thing that comes to my mind is sex. But then again, she was a horny teenage Vampire. Not necessarily horny but yeah, she was a teenage Vampire.

"And just what would you know about  Warlocks in bed?" I asked her curiosly.

"Oh, please, Chris. I've tangled with my fair share of Warlocks. Probably even more than our own Vampire kind. I tend to find the other races, well... Exciting." She replied, leaving me both shocked and once again, irritated.

"And just what is it that the other races have that we don't, Lauren?" I asked her.

"Well, in my opinion, which is obviously the best and the right one, they have magic and heat and they can transform into different animals and we, we're just pale, sexy, ice cold vampires with nothing but our stupid customs and traditions. I mean, what kind of stupid law tells the heir to the throne when and when not to have sex? That's just bullshit! You should be out there, having sex with any and everyone you want, you're a Queen for Dracula's sake!" She said.

That law had always been quite the trigger for her and it always made her express how much she loved not being the heir to the throne. People would have killed to be Queen but not my sister, and it wasn't even because of the sex thing. She was just a very content person. She never argued or fought over anything that wasn't hers, not clothes, not jewels, not boys and definitely not the crown. She was just simplicity and contentment served with an extra side of sex addiction.

"Okay, okay, can we just drop the sex thing and talk about something else?" I asked politely.

"Okay, well, then, we can talk about how you'll be 19 years and 6 months tomorrow and you'll officially start your quest for your beloved. And... Let's not forget that you'll know what kind of beloved you're going to get at the Scouring Ceremony tonight." She squealed.

Ah, yes, the Scouring Ceremony. The Ceremony that hadn't been organized in a long time but would be because of me. Most royal vamps find their beloveds before they reach The Coronal age but not me, now I have to be the first Royal in 5 Millenia to have a Scouring Ceremony and go on an actual quest to find my soul mate. I'm beginning to think the Blood god hates me though.

The Scouring Ceremony is also the major reason why my sister is in my room and not in a night club or wherever it is that she goes to 'have fun'. She's helping me get ready for the event because I'm not so good at makeup. Anyway, once I find my Beloved, hopefully I'll find my inner strength and not continue my life as this innocent, goodie Vamp that I am.

"Okay, I'm all done!" Lauren said and she dropped her eyeshadow palette.

I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I was beautiful and I felt strangely confident and sure about myself.

"I'm... Uh... I'm beautiful." I stuttered, blinking my eyes trying to make the words come out.

"Of course you are, you're a Vampire!" My sister yelled at me.

"Yeah, thanks." I acknowledged feebly.

"Dude! You can't keep this innocent act up for long, you know?" Lauren whispered.

"Ugh! I know, it's just that If I still want to keep up this act then, I have to do it everywhere. And besides, the walls have ears, anyone could be listening in so don't ever bring it up again." I chastised my sister.

I might have said that I was some innocent goodie Vamp but I'm probably the one with the worst anger issues and the least innocent. I am a virgin, that one is true but trying to make myself look like a calm, composed princess is all so that the council doesn't see any reason not to make me Queen. If I do anything wrong or stupid then, they'll take the throne away from me and hand it to my stupid cousin, Caliban.

It's his ambition to be King and he'll do anything to reach that position. It's not like he's evil or bad or something but I don't know, I guess I just want the throne for myself. Which is also why I want a Beloved deep down in my soul because without one, I'd either have to get a Choice Love or forfeit the throne which I am definitely not planning on.

Now, I just have to reach the Ceremonial court with my emotions and anger in check so that the Oracle can show me my fate and the kind of Beloved I'm going to get.