Vampire Tracker Part 5
When I opened my eyes I was in a body that was not my own. Sweaty skin pushed against me and the familiar scent of cloves and cinnamon filled my nostrils. Herded by the mass of people around me we entered a large room and immediately everyone called out “My Queen.” Half naked men and women draped in soft linens bowed or kneeled in front of a beautiful woman with long loose hair, green eyes that were outlined with dark black and a form-fitting white dress trimmed with gold. Unsure of what to do I stood watching the rows of dark hair bob up and down before me. Someone slipped their hand into mine to pull me into position. I looked down and was surprised to see that my skin was the color of mocha.
In the center of the room sat a wide-eyed girl bound to a large stone chair. Blood oozed from puncture marks on her arms and legs. Beside her the Queen strutted. With her fingertips dipped in gold she pointed to the panicked girl.
“Come my children, drink, you shall live with your Queen forever.”
Bodies pressed forward, I stood still. One by one they went by me knocking my shoulders on their path to kneel before the girl. They sucked and licked the blood dripping from her wounds. I took a step backwards. This is a dream right? If not, I need to get outta here. My eyes darted around the room, but the only way out, was the way in, and throngs of people were behind me. The Queen noticed my hesitation.
“Bring that girl to me!”
The crowd parted and I was left standing alone. Guards with square jaws and bulky shoulders came from the shadows and pushed me forward. The Queen glared, her jaw clenched.
“You deny my gift?!” She put a finger on my chin, lifting my face to hers. Her breath smelled of cloves and blood. “How dare you defy me, your Queen!”
Her pupils started to dilate, the green of her eyes began to swirl. ‘Resist Her,’ a man’s voice commanded inside my head. Who was that? Without thinking I averted my eyes and words flew out of my mouth that were not my own.
“I came for my father, Omar, he is here.”
The Queen pushed my chin down and scowled. “Take her to him, then throw her outside. If she ever comes here again, drain every last drop of her blood.”
This flash fiction is part of a vampire series for #FridayFlash. Follow the links below to read more.
Vella and Jeremy Vampire Tracker Part 1
Vella and Jeremy Vampire Tracker Part 2
Vella and Jeremy Vampire Tracker Part 3
Vella and Jeremy Vampire Tracker Part 4
Ammon The Moon Flute Player The Cliff Dwelling Part 2
Lis, Andrew and the Flute Player The Cliff Dwelling Part 1
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AndrewVampires in the Jungle
Veronique Vampires at the Moulin Rouge
Veronique and Natalia Snow in Paris
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