The Vampire's Witch (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 6: Conscious and Unconscious

Darknes.....

All I can see is darkness....

Where am I.....

"Are you absolutely sure he is not a witch?" Suddenly I heard a deep male voice from someone nearby.

Who is he? Why can't I see him? His voice sounds so awfully familiar. Do I know him?

His voice is so commanding but pleasurable, a sound so sweet to my ears. I want to hear him more.

"Yes, Sire. He doesn't have any inner witch power. I am absolutely sure of it," this time I heard another voice.

"What if he is hiding it," again the voice which I yearn to hear the most speaks up.

"Sire, as you perhaps already know, only a very high level witch can hide their inner power from me and if he is that much powerful then he would had attacked you when you almost killed him," the other voice answer.

"Hmm.... did you checked his and all his ancestors name in the register of your witch species."

"Yes, Sire. All of his ancestors from both sides of his parents were not witch. I also checked the human birth register and confirm that he is their biological son. There is no way he could be a witch if none of his ancestors are so."

What the hell they are talking about? I try to understand their conversation but my brain is too foggy to understand anything. It's suddenly feel like I become dull somehow.

It's feels so weird. I can't see anything. I can't feel anything. It's somehow feels like I am floating inside deep water without needing any air. So strange.

"Alright. You can leave now," my favourite voice orders someone.

"Sire, please forgive me for speaking out of turn but what are you planning to do with this human," a new voice speaks up.

"Why? Are you interested in having him?" His voice is teasing but I can hear some sort of other emotions hidden in it...something dangerous....predatory.... possessive.

"S-Sire! Why would I-I want such a thing? I never been interested in men in the first place! Also he is a human! He will be too weak for me to feed on regularly!" the new person almost shout his protest.

"Well, then what is the reason behind your concern?" again I can hear the dangerous edge in his voice. Like he is trying to control his anger. What is the reason for his anger? I thought curiously.

"I-I was just asking if you are thinking about killing him."

"Will you be unhappy if I kill him?"

"Your Majesty, I understand why you might want to kill him. I know, after yesterday's incident, perhaps he already suspected that we are not humans. But he is just a innocent young human, Sire. Also what if his family notice his absence and report the human police. The Demon Council will be outrageous if they somehow figure out it was us who kill this innocent human," the new voice try to convince him.

"I am going a make sure he can never talk to anyone about what he saw yesterday," he inform him in a cold, dangerous voice which suddenly feels very familiar to me and makes my foggy mind clear somehow.

Suddenly I remember everything.

I know exactly who he is.

I remember what he had done to me.

I feel shivers of fear runs down my spine as I remember everything he had done to me.

I remember him saying he would give me to some vampire to rape and kill me. Just thinking about it make my blood boils with hot anger.

Now that I can concentrate, I feel myself lying on some very soft bed. This is weird. Why are they letting me sleep here instead of killing me?

"Sire, I am taking my leave now. Please call me if you want something," then I hear footsteps leaving this room. After that everything become silent.

I think they finally left me alone.

It feels like eternity since I am trying to open my eyes but my eyelashes won't even twitch.

I curse my damn luck when I feel the mattress dips on my right side. Why can't these fu*king bastards at least give a dying person some well earned alone time?

I feel someone's hand touching my hair. That person tucks some of my hairs behind my ear and run his fingers through my scalp in a very familiar way.

Because of those skilled fingers, I feel myself losing consciousness again.

Oh no! I want to wake up for at least once before dying!

But alas! I feel myself failing to hold my consciousness.

I feel something really soft touching my lips. I try hard to distinguish this soft object but nothingness takes over.