Vamped - Elizaveta Nyx

Chapter 1 -A Fall from Grace, a Vacation through Hell, next stop...Redemption?

Amara/Makatza

I woke up in a bed that I knew wasn't mine just from how comfortable it was. I felt warmth on my skin from the sun. Wait, the sun?! I jumped up from the ray into shade. I looked at my skin, it was unharmed. Not believing this miracle, I stuck my hand gingerly into the ray of sunshine. Not even a sizzle. I slowly edged myself fully into the sunshine streaming in from the window, nothing. I couldn't believe it. I took the opportunity to look outside the window, it looked to be an estate surrounded by marshes. It looked to be about 35 acres, not to mention what I couldn't see. I looked around the room I was in, four poster bed, vanity, old wardrobe, and a desk. The walls a matte black and the  floor a black lacquered wood.

As I sat back down on the bed, a tsunami of guilt, horror and disgust at myself started to drown me. I cried uncontrollably from 17 years of absent emotions. I didn't even notice someone come in until I felt muscular arms wrap around me. When I looked up I saw the same man from last night staring at me. Dark brown hair curled around his face, Hispanic heritage prevalent in his facial features and skin, and the most stunning indigo eyes. A shock ran through me as I realized that I felt safe with this man. Then reality crashed in...He kidnapped me.

Nick-

When I heard the woman crying in the guest room, I had the urge to comfort her. Yeah, I pretty much kidnapped her but, in my defense, I didn't know where she lived. Among other things. I also didn't know that I would end up hanging on my wall by my throat when I was sitting on the bed just a second ago.

"Who are you!? Why did you kidnap me!?" The woman held a tone in her voice that was inhuman. Instead of it scaring me-like I think she wanted-It turned me on. I had no idea how to deal with that so I did my best to ignore it. When I didn't answer her, she tightened her hold on my neck and growled. Fuck.

"Nick Corvelli. I brought you here because you passed out and I didn't know where you lived." One eyebrow went up suspiciously. I sighed in defeat. " And I know what you are and what happened to you, Amara Hunt." Amara lowered me down to the ground and stood against the bed, her head down. When her gaze met mine, I froze, I don't know how I didn't notice it before. She had eyes like fire, Like actual fire. All of a sudden everything stopped...and all I could think about was kissing her.

Amara/Makatza-

Nick stared at me with an intensity that made my libido rise. Without a word he Swiftly strode over to me, his indigo eyes on my mouth when we were inches apart. His breath became quick when I unconsciously moistened my lips. I opened my mouth to ask what is he doing, but Nick crashed his lips over mine. It felt like an inferno devouring me completely when he kissed me. I kissed him back just as hard, if not more.

I ran my hands through his dark brown hair and tugged a little, earning a groan. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and angled for a deeper kiss, While the other started to unbutton my shirt. He started kissing down my neck, then bit my skin slightly. All of a sudden my throat burned, I hear the blood in his artery beat loudly and my teeth lengthen. I pushed away from him and scrambled to the farthest corner in the room from him. I need blood dammit, but how? I looked up at Nick and found that I couldn't, no wouldn't, hurt him. What was I doing?

"I need.." I can't even say the word anymore. "Can you get me someone? I'm hungry and I can't control myself for long."

"Actually I have something better. Wait here." He walked cautiously out of the room. A few minutes later he came with 3 blood bags. "I'm going to slowly give them too you, here." I finished them one by one and was fully in control when I was done. Ok, now I really needed answers. How did Nick have BLOOD BAGS at the ready in his house? I stood up and wiped the blood off my mouth with my hand. I needed to apologize first, though.

"I-I'm sorry...about that, Nick." I can't believe I forgot that I needed blood. Seriously, what is happening to me! Before I can finish that train of thought, Nick walks over, hugs me, and with no fear! I stiffen, not trusting myself. When he let go he smiled at me, weirdo.

"It's okay Amara, you aren't scaring me away that easy. Look, I put some clothes in the guest bathroom for you already, so if you want to clean up, they're there. I'll be in my office, down the hall 2nd door to the right, waiting."

He reached out like he was but he pulled away and left. I can't believe I had such a reaction to someone I barely know, but knows so much about me. As soon as my breathing was as normal as can be, I left for the bathroom. As Nick said, there were clothes on the counter. But when I saw myself in the mirror I couldn't recognize myself. My blonde hair more white than the golden blonde I saw 17 years ago...and my eyes a different color. They used to be blue with the demon put away. But now...they were now a deep fire swirl. I swear, if my skin starts turning green there will be hell to pay!

Nick-

I was pacing the floor of my office, wondering what was wrong with me. I mean, why did I kiss her and try to fuck her like an animal? She was a serial killer for god's sake. I was so out of control. I am, or was, a master of controlling my emotions and actions. Then it just went out the window with one woman, and a dangerous one at that. Lost in thought, I didn't hear Amara come in until she put a hand on my shoulder, stopping me from walking. Before Schooling her face, stepping back and Crossing her arms.

"You said you had answers, right?" All work no play, huh?

"Only the ones I could find. Like who turned you and who you were before." She looked at me with confusion.

"What do you mean who I was before?"

Amara/Makatza-

Nick wasn't making any sense to me. Who was I before? I mean I get I had to come from somewhere but any time I tried to remember I passed out from the migraine that came with it. The furthest thing I remember is waking up in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees, hungry. I knew my name, but I was alone. I never really thought any different. But Before I could try to focus on what Nick was saying, I remembered the first time I...fed. The savagery, the thirst, and...the pleasure. I choked on disgust for what I was. A sadistic monster. And what's worst is the feeling that it never left. That It's still deep down there, inside me. Waiting for me to slip up, to take back control. The feeling kept on engulfing me, the guilt and self disgust, until I dropped from the weight of it all.

I could hear Nick calling to me from a distance, but it was quickly drowned out by the darkness...until All I could hear was how fucked up I am, how disgusting I am, and how I'll never be better, never be good. That I'll always be tainted. That I'm the darkness's foot soldier. Then it all stopped. And I felt someone kissing my forehead, caressing my face, and whispering that I'm going to be okay. I didn't feel the darkness anymore, I was in the brightest light ever found. He chased away the darkness and brought the light back for me. Nick brought me back.