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The Soldier and the Vampire (Onica & Raziel99)

Onica's eyes widened when he spoke of having her family brought to her, "DON'T YOU TOUCH THEM!" She called out to him. "You can have me just don't you dare touch my family!" Her words where almost threatening as she stood to face him. She knew he was trying to do something for her, but she could not even think about a vampire going near her family....she could not take them away from there happy lives for her own needs.
 
He was taken aback at her outburst, nodding as he took a step back. He didn't mean to threaten her family, though she took it that way. "I won't do a thing to them." He said, gaining his composure again as he stood straight. "Now then..."
 
"I don't care. Just leave them alone." She rather let them live out there lives the way they where....not watching her be some slave to a vampire. Standing up, holding her robe closed with her hands. Even daring to walk up to him. "If you even go anywhere near them I swear...."
 
Se was being big and brave, standing up to him for her family. He laughed softly, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You are loyal, and strong. I hope one day I get that sort of loyalty from you. But you must be hungry. Should we get some food?"
 
((Sorry this week has been hell on earth for me))

She was not hungry, and even if she was the girl did not want to eat with him. All she wanted right now was to go to bed and wake up to find this all a bad dream. But she knew that last part was not going to happen. This was no dream, and she was never going to wake up from it if it was.

Sure she was loyal and strong, but in her mind those where two things he was never going to get. "I'm just tired," she stated looking away from him. "I don't feel like eating. I just want to be left alone." Her words where bitter, not like a slave who adored her master. Making it clear that she would need some work.
 
She was being stubborn with him, and he slowly walked towards her. "I would watch your tongue and tone." He said in a low voice, taking her chin in his hand and moving her head to face him. "I can do much worse than any torture you endured with those sand-suckers." He let go of her chin, walking to the door. "I will be back tomorrow, and if you don't start listening, I'll teach you how." He then left the room, and closed the door, locking it tight.
 
She watched him leave, and heard the door lock. The girl knew what he was not and knew he could come back in with out even opening the door...even if she did not know how he did it. Bitting her lower lip to fight back tears...but she did as she said she would. Walking over to the large bed, the covers felt like silk. Lowering herself to sit on it first before letting her tired and drained body fall onto it. Curling up some, bring the covers over her as she dug her head into a pillow. Taking another and hugging it tight as she closed those Hazel eyes. Tomorrow would come soon, she knew that. After all it had already been late when she came here...wondering now if the stories about vampires where true. Wondering if her so called master would sleep during the day or if it was just a myth as she slowly drifted to sleep.
 
He could hear her movements as he walked away from the room, could nearly hear er tears at what sorrows were going to come to her, about losing everything that she wanted. None of that was on him. He saved her from death, she should be grovelling. Ones life is the normal currency for doing such a thing. He went to his study, picking up a book until the early hours. He could withstand a few hours of early light, but he went to sleep early either way.

He got up a hour before sundown, going straight to her room and opening the door, standing in the doorway. "Are you going to listen now, or do I have to make you?"
 
Onica had been in a deep sleep when he came into her room. His voice making her jump, having her land almost completely around...her head now at the foot of the bed as she looked at him in a push up position. She had really thought all of this to be a bad dream, more so after having one of the best night sleeps of her life. Trying for a moment to take in what he just said. Finding it a little hard to after just being woken up with a start. Hazel eyes looking around the room like she had forgot where she was, her eyes narrowing some when she saw him. Lowering herself down in her bed and going to cover up once again.
 
He watched her look around the room groggily before trying to lay back down and sleep. He growled as he walked forward, grabbing her by the back of the neck and easily lifting her up off the bed, standing her up. "I gave you more than 12 hours to sleep, be grateful." He looked her over, before he grabbed her robes and pulled them off her, carrying them to the nearby wardrobe before throwing them in, locking it. "I've decided to be more rough with you, since you won't listen. I'm restricting your clothes. You'll gain - or lose - your clothes depending on how you behave.
 
Felt like a cat who had just been caught drinking her master's cream. Her feet kicking some as they tried to grip the ground, before being set down. 12 hours...it had not really felt like it. Yet, again it seemed like the best sleep she got in a while. A cold chill running down her flesh as her robe was pulled from her body. It being enough of a shock that she did not see the wardrobe being locked and her eyes shooting up to her master as he spoke. Listening to his new rules it seemed about her losing or gaining clothes.

Right now she did not have that much clothes left to loss. Her body giving a little shake as the cold air woke her up more, the sounds coming from her stomach making it clear that she was starting to regret not eating last night. Yet, it seemed a little to late to ask....with the mood she seemed to have put her master in.
 
She looked pathetic, wrapping her arms around herself to try to protect herself from the cold. His face softened, as he offered a spot next to him inside his cloak. "You need to eat, or you're gonna wither away." He didn't give her much choice, pulling her towards him into his side as he led her out of her room and downstairs.

"It would be best to behave and get your clothes back today." His voice was softer than it was, but it still held that angered edge from her antics. "I'm having a party today with a lot of people around, and you're going to be at my side the whole time, one way or another."

He opened the door to the kitchen, motioning her to go in. "Go wild."
 
At first she did not want to leave her master's cloak, feeling somewhat shy about going eat in her underwear. Plus it was warm. But the food looked welcoming and the sounds her stomach where making where just another push for her to over come her slight shyness. Moving way from him toward where the food was, looking over her shoulder a few times to see if he was going to try anything.

Almost like a mouse trying to get the cheese while the cat was taking a nap next to it. Looking over the different things, seeming not sure what to eat. Looking back again and again...the thought in her mind clear on her face. Did vampires eat this stuff or would he want his meal after she was done with hers.
 
She acted surprisingly cute when she was afraid, he decided. He may have to instill a little more fear into her to make her more appreciative of him when he was nice, and to have her listen more. But after she finally left his cloak, she turned to look at him every few seconds, and he picked the worry straight out of her mind. He walked forward, walking past her - but not without a stroke against her back and a kiss on her shoulder - to get to the refrigerator.

He opened the fridge and pulled out a blood pack, biting into it and rather quickly draining it before throwing the empty plastic away. He turned to her, seeing her pick through food, and couldn't help a laugh.
 
Onica did not watch him take the bag out of the refrigerator, not did she watch him drink the blood from the bag. To busy grabbing an apple it seemed and taking a big bite out of it while looking around the table once again. After all one thing of fruit was not going to feel her up. The apple was just to test the water and see what her master would do.

If he did nothing she would start to fix a small plate and find a seat somewhere so that she could eat. But she was far from going wild with the food. Just a human testing her limits it seemed. Wanting to get food into herself before it got taken away from her.
 
He did absolutely nothing as she took the apple and ate it. Did nothing as she got a plate of food and ate. He told her to eat, knowing she needed it, and wasn't one to take away something he gave.

He went back to the fridge, pulling out another blood pack, draining it in his thirst. He hadn't fed the night before, so he was a little famished. But, he was fine now.
 
Her meal was fast, scared that if she took her time he would take the meal from her mouth it seemed. Seating there watching him drink the second bag of blood....that alone sent chills down her spine and a hand to her neck. Feeling the bite marks he left the night before. Wondering if he planned on feeding from her once again or if he would stick to the bags of days old blood. Surely fresh blood had to taste better and be more well pleasing. The thought alone making her shake some, trying her best to play it off as if she was getting cold. Not that she was not cold.

Standing slowly as she finished, eyes staying on her so called master. Thought about what he had planned for her and the party he had planned later on this evening.
 
She was eating remarkably fast, even for human standards. He knew a lot of people that took their time, even savored the taste of food in their mouths, some from fear of never having another taste of food in their lives, the others... well, they savored life. And they were the best of friends and slaves that he had had in his lifetime. He remembered them well, before they were killed from other creatures. His wrath for that was unending to this day.

She stood, and he walked towards her. "Full? Good. You'll need your energy." He turned from her, his arms going behind his back as he continued. "You are a virgin still, and that won't work. If you are ever going to be safe in this mountain area, with all these... creatures... that are looking for a woman for their own, I'm going to have to claim you as my own. That means I will have to bite you, and that you will have to lose it to me. Now, we can either do this privately, and you can enjoy yourself..." He slowly turned around, his eyes hard as he looked at her. "Or I can do it during the party, making a demonstration that you are mine. I'll give you until 2 hours before the party to make up your mind."
 
Onica would not give him an answer right off the back, she would use the time he gave her to think it over. Was it really worth losing herself to him, she sure as hell did not want to be used as a demonstration at his party. Fuck she did not like her choices. The young marine knew she could not take him, and even if she could get away from him she sure as hell did not know where she was at.

(Sorry so short just woke up)
 
She was silent, better than what he thought he would get from her. Still, he stared at her, as though he expected a answer from her. He waited there for her, some sort of sound from her, or her leaving the room. He expected the latter more than anything. That's alright, he had his own things he had to take care of if she was going to be stubborn on her choice. Not that he thought she would have him do it to her in front of a crowd.
 
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