Chapter 2 of Treasured: A WIP Part 2

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This is a continuation of chapter 2 from Audric’s POV on my current Work in Progress, Treasured. This is the first draft but I figured it was worth sharing. If you want to read chapter 1, you can read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 with the respective links. You can also read part 1 of chapter 2 here. Enjoy!

Treasured Chapter 2: Part 2

“Oh, follow me, dude. I’m heading that way.” He turned right and started jogging down the path. I took my chance and sunk my teeth into his neck. I took just what I needed. Enough to knock him out for an hour. He would wake up confused and not remember what had happened.

The perks of vampire venom meant they wouldn’t remember what happened to them if enough was in their system. I had mastered the art of taking enough blood and leaving enough venom without overwhelming their system. There was a certain ratio of venom that was needed to turn someone. It was nearly impossible to do, but still possible. Many vampires tried to turn others and failed. It took practice.

I laid him on the ground and wiped my chin with my sleeve. Cold water always got out the bloodstains. I wasn’t worried anyone would see it on the navy coat I wore either.

I heard a tsk from behind me. Someone had seen me. I turned, ready to attack but stopped when I saw Gideon.

“That was pitiful acting. You’ve had more than two hundred years to practice that shit and you still haven’t gotten any better,” he said, smiling and shaking his head. I growled and tackled him to the ground the force of it sliding us several feet.

I jumped back on two feet and dusted myself off. “I’d like to see you do better,” I said, grinning. I offered my hand but he slapped it away, jumping to his feet as well.

“You’re still a softie. You don’t kill them and you keep far enough from town that no one suspects anything. You care about the people in that town.” He started off down the trail towards town at a human’s pace so we could talk. There was no one around for a mile or two. We were safe.

“As should you. These are the children of the children of the children of our friends. The least we can do is treat them with respect.”

“Hmmph. You’re too soft. But I’ll play by your rules. I’m staying out of town for food.” He bumped my shoulder with his.

“So… What’s this surprise?” I put my hands in my pockets. I wasn’t cold. I was dead. The temperature didn’t affect me, but pretending in case we came across anyone unexpected was a good practice. We lived among humans. It benefitted us if we fit in.

He smirked and gave me a wink. “It’s back at your house. Race you there?” I took off without warning. Gideon expected this, though, and was right behind me.

My house was out of town, right off the highway and surrounded by woods. It was within walking distance of town by human standards. It was the perfect distance for privacy without being too far out of town limits. I slowed as soon as I reached the backyard. I jumped the centuries-old, three-foot-tall garden wall that I had built with my father as a boy. Gideon crashed through the woods behind me a second behind.

I looked around for any sign of the surprise, but the yard looked deserted. Gideon slapped my shoulder.

“Inside, you idiot.” I followed him to the house, not surprised that he knew where the key was. It had been hidden in the same spot for centuries, and no one had broken in unless you counted Gideon and this surprise.

But Gideon was more like family. He was a brother to me. We were turned the same night by the same vampire. He was slain a week later, but that was enough time for us to get the basics.

He opened the door and ushered me inside ahead of him. I noticed a human female sitting by the fire, reading one of the old volumes from the many bookshelves I kept in the house.

I turned towards him with a question on my face. He knew he wasn’t allowed to bring humans here without my permission. Unless…

 

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