Opening my eyes, I was surprised it was still dark out. No wait that’s not right. The sun is out, only covered? Pushing removing the covers from my head, I sat up slowly. My body aching in places I didn’t think vampires could feel. Godric left at dawn. He said he needed to prepare. Prepare for what I did not know. Grabbing my phone, 7:05am. Too early. I am not going to class today. Surely The Headmaster will understand. I need time to adjust to my returned powers.

Planting my feet on the floor did a deep stretch. I need to feed. Since Ethan is no longer on the menu, I wondered if Godric was. Sending a quick text, I opened the fridge. No vitals of blood. My mother must still be upset with me. Even so, she would never make me drink common blood, would she? Bowing my head, I leaned against the fridge. Titling my head towards the back windows I wondered why the sun was blocked.

Even if the Winter Elemental clouded the sky, she couldn’t block out the sun. My phone dinged drawing my attention from the midnight sky in the middle of the morning.

Meet me downstairs. Godric texted back.

Why would I do that? I do not plan on leaving my room for at least three hours.

Another ding

Meet us downstairs. I need to speak with you both about my father.

This text came from Elloren. She must have had a change of heart regarding her father.

Quickly dressing in a black and red oversized wool sweater, black jeans, red loafers paired with white socks. Slipping on my black trench coat. I left my room in under a minute. The second minute I was downstairs sending a ‘Where are you’ text.

Glancing up at the sky, my eyes widen with fear. The black dense ash covering the sun. I knew that ash. That is my mother’s ash. She did this. The Sun Eater. But why? Why would she need to do this? This is a summoning for all vampires. She only did this when absolutely required. Seeing as it would drain her for at least a week.

Pulling out my phone calling my mother. Ringing I can hear the ringing on campus. Why would she be here? Is she okay? Where is my father, he should have located me by now. Following the ringing of my mother’s phone. I created a portal to it. The Sanctuary Dome? Stepping through the portal. The dome roared to life.

Both my parents coming to my side swiftly as I was about to step back through the portal.

“Close it dear. We are here for you.” My mother said. Pride in her voice.

“Hunting on school grounds is forbidden mother.”

“Yes, it is, Ms. St. Vincent. It would do you well to remember that next time you decide to take a life. However, this moment is no reflection of poor choices. This is a moment of celebration.” The Headmaster said.

Walking the length of the dome until she reached the black podium. Dressed in her thick velvet gold traditional ceremonials she waited for the cheering to die down. Which did not take long. When The Headmaster speaks in her ceremonials the entire school knew better than to disrespect her. Our school has many traditions however above all else, ascension was the most… FUCK.

Fuck. Of course this is my ascension ceremony. Blowing out frustration air was all I could do to show my discontentment.

Too my left all the vampires of importance stood. The Valdians, The Kinglins, and of course Aunt Lurean, Aunt Jasafine, and Aunt Anwanet. There were others, of course but they are not of importance. To my right, stood my entire school. Some faces smiled down at me. But I could see the fear in their eyes. ‘She looks different.’ Is what I heard someone whispering about.

Closer to the ground that now provided a source of light. My family’s blood crescent symbol shining in the center. Elloren and Godric stood closer to the ground. There, next to Godric stood a third person. One whose black cloak hood covered their face. However, that did not matter because they held no face. No body, no energy that I can see. Their body consisted of light airy dark grey smoke. Similar to my mother’s ash, only it seemed like if you waved the smoke, it would pass over into non-existence.

Nodding his head at me, Godric mouthed the word ‘later’. While Elloren tilted her head in the direction of the smoke, mouthing ‘who the fuck is that?’. Widening my eyes a little a looking away was my way of telling Elloren I did not know without saying anything.

“St. Vincent, come to the alter.” The Headmaster commanded.

“Must I do this?”

“Oui, it is your right of passage.” My mother answered as my father slipped his arm through mines.

“Your ascension goes beyond this place. Look up. You will see the eye of Saturn. The Keeper of Time is proud of the vampire you are becoming. For one day you will become a keeper of time. A living historian for when your time becomes apart of history my daughter. In this very moment, hell is watching their God take the throne. In this very moment these children of limitations and small kingdoms are witnessing a ruler of an Empire be born. Hold your head high as you have always held it. You are the daughter of The Devil himself. In this very moment your mother and I are proud creators.”

Glancing up at my father. There was nothing I could say to his kind words. Instead, I tighten my grip on his arm as we walked towards the altar.

Reaching The Headmaster came faster then I expected. Bowing towards me, she presented my father with a blood crown. In turn my father placed the crown on top my crown of fire created by Elloren last night. Once the heavier crown was firmly placed, my father was back next to my mother. Blood tears staining her face.

Placing her hand out, a servant dressed in white handed The Headmaster my ceremonial robe. Turning around I waited for The Headmaster to slip the thick red velvet robe on my body.

“We have much to discuss St. Vincent. Two days after your celebrations I expect to see you waiting in my office.”

Nodding, I knew what she wanted to speak to me about. The killing of The Shadow Clarissa. I will explain my actions, however I will not apologize for them. She needed to die and so I killed her. The end.

Once my ceremonial robe was on. Ethan appeared around my neck. His scales thick and red. My robe was the only without a hood. Defeats the purpose of having a crown, I guess. Making my way to the black podium nine steps from the black and red flowered alter. I examined my robe. Gold thread created small crown like trimming around the edges my sleeves. The sleeves themselves created gaping holes that my arms barely existed in. My family’s crescent of three drops of blood engraved on the left side of the robe.

Reaching the podium, it adjusted itself to me. A mic is such a useless tool to have in a dome full of vampires. However, this blacken mic is meant for those who can only hear as humans do. Staring out back at the many faces and one faceless person, I began my short and simple speech.

“Salutations and gratitude to you all for coming. We all know I am not a fan of grand speeches or more than half of you in attendance today. So, this only applies to those who matter. I am Alucard St. Vincent. Daughter of The Devil himself and daughter to The Sun Eater. I am the reincarnation of Lelieth God of The Underground. I am God of Fire and Blood. I am God of The Underground. You may all call me as such. I’m only kidding, Alucard will do just fine.”

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The students all laughed, the vampires though they did not. To rule the Underground because I am daughter of The Count but to rule The Underground because I am the reincarnation of Lelieth creator of The Underground, mother of vampires. Well, that was another story and another fear.

After my speech everyone left The Sanctuary Dome. All except for Godric and I. Soon my mother would release her grip on the day so many of the vampires headed back to where they came from. Many traveling a great distance for this day. A distance that was so great it let me know this was pre-planned.

Sitting in the middle of the dome on the second blood tear of my family crescent and Godric standing behind me. I inhaled his scent. Reading my thoughts, Ethan disappeared from around my neck.

“Can I have a drink, Godric?”

Instantly a slit bleeding wrist was in front of me. Wrapping his free arm around my torso, allowing his hand to rest on my side. He pulled me into him as I pulled blood from him. Nothing tasted like Godric, nothing felt like him either. He wasn’t as potent as he was the first time. No, nothing ever tastes like the first time. But this would always do.

Pulling my fangs out of his wrist, I watched his skin heal itself.

“Feeling better?”

“No. However I am well fed now.”

“Feedings can be tamed then?” Godric asked kissing my neck. I did not answer. My mind was elsewhere. Was this pre-planned?

“Ask me St. Vincent.”

“How is this possible? I just completed my ascension two days ago. The Kinglins. Would have required at least a week to make it here. They must avoid the sunlight. You have seen how pale they are.”

“Oui, I have seen their lack of sun.”

“So how Godric. It does not add up.”

“One of the things you taught me about you night one of our meeting. You miss nothing. Always analyzing.”

Kissing my neck again. Godric asked.

“Can I persuade you to wait until later to know the answer?”

“For a vampire, later does not exist.”

“You are much more than a vampire St. Vincent. You are a God and for a God everything exist.”

Moving his hand underneath my robe, under my sweater cupping one of my breasts. I let out a low sigh. His hand radiating heat into my skin smoothing me.

Biting my ear, Godric wrapped his other hand around my throat. Leaning my head back against his chest. I realized ever since the night of my feeding. Godric has been trying to finish what we started.

“Have you not orgasmed since that night?” I asked.

“I have. It’s not enough.”

Moving his hands down he undid my pants slipping his hands into them. Without hesitation or error. Godric located the exact spot where my clit was. The small ball of flesh already hard from the intake of his blood and quite frankly, from my own unfulfilled desire.

Slowly rubbing my clit, I lifted my hips to meet his fingers. More pressure.

“I like solid pressure.” I said in between breaths.

“Also, this is not distracting me from my qu…” Increasing the pressure on my clit and throat. Godric almost brought me to an orgasm.

Looking up at him, his silvered eyes misted with arousal. With his lips slightly parted I couldn’t help but want to feel them in between my teeth.

Sensing this, he leaned down allowing me to kiss him. That was all I required to begin feeling the third wave before an orgasm.

Kissing me harder and moving his fingers faster, I came within a second. Against my back Godric’s own arousal applied pressure to my back.

Turning to face him. I slipped my tongue deeper in his mouth. Wrapping his braided hair around my hand I pulled it a little, while slipping my other hand between our bodies. Locating his cock, rubbing it through his jeans. That got me growl I could feel in the back of my throat.

I wanted to take off his brown sweater to feel his skin against mines. To see the perfection of his body. I wanted his hair loose like it was that night. But that would be reckless. To be that unhinged in such a place. This is a Sanctuary after all. But Godric sometimes feels like my sanctuary shouldn’t I enjoy his body fully in such a place?

Pulling his pants down. I raised my eyebrow at him.

“No underwear?” I asked.

“Never.”

With his grey trousers to his knees, Godric’s cock stood greeting me. The tip of its head touching Godric’s navel. Its thick with a vein down the center. Beautifully designed for a God. Winking at Godric I bent down taking him all in my mouth. I held no gag reflex, nor did I require air.

Ethan once said that’s why he likes when I suck his dick. I did so without limitations.

With Godric’s blood fresh in my veins, I knew he was enjoying it, but something is missing. Letting his cock fall out of my mouth. I asked.

“What do you like?”

“Pain.”

“To give or receive?”

Letting his facial expression fall into a neutral stance. I knew the answer.

“Are you an actual sadist? Or just someone who wants to control women?”

“Both.” Godric answered before shoving his cock back into my mouth. This time he fucked my mouth hard. Holding both sides of my face and slamming into me, it was more of discomfort and annoyance then of pain. Until he wrapped his hand around my throat squeezing. With each thrust, his cock sliding down my throat, it felt as if I was choking. Digging his fingers a quarter inch into the sides of my throat gave me pain. Bearable, but only because it's Godric giving it.

Godric did this until he let out a growl and his body shuttered with release.

“Keep going.”

The internal voice belonged to Ethan.

“Are you honestly watching this?”

“Shouldn’t I be?”

“No, you shouldn’t.”

“You just announced to the vampire world that you are the reincarnation of Lelieth. They are fearful.”

“Are you implying that you are only doing your job?”

“Yes, and right now I am advising you to keep sucking that delicious cock Mistress”

“What did he say?” Godric asked from above me. Hunger still in his eyes.

Without saying a word, I continued to suck until Godric let out another release. Pulling me up by the sides of my face he kissed me deeply while removing not only my robe but my pants.

“I will not wait again St. Vincent. I can smell you.”

“Then don’t.”

Moving in between my senses, Godric was on top of me thrusting into me. Since we are here, I might as well enjoy it all. Using my telekinesis I removed his shirt.

Godric gave me a look of question.

“I want to see all you all you each time.”

That remark earned me a small corner smile. Bending down, he pulled me up and closer to him. With my upper back remaining on the ground and the lower portion of my body greeting Godric’s thrust. My entire body roared with vibrations of pleasure. Looking up at Godric with his head back and eyes closed, I could have come from his pleasure alone. Digging his nails into my hips before moving his hands up the length of my torso and cupping my breast. Squeezing my chocolate nipple between his fingers, the first wave my orgasm came. Godric must have felt this. Bending down he whispered in my ear.

“Next time I have you St. Vincent. I shall push your body to its limitations.”

Biting down on my neck, Godric drew blood. This caused pain to enter my pleasure. Crying out, Godric watched my face as he continued thrusting into me. Above him I could see little sunspots starting to break through my mother’s ash. But I did not care. Let them all wait to say goodbye.

Nothing is more important now. Closing my eyes I let the pleasure of Godric consume me until I came. Shortly after I felt Godric’s own release. Kissing me once more, he said.

“I want more. It’s not enough.”

“No, it’s not enough. However, if I do not find my parents soon, they are going to find me.”

Once we were fully dressed again and walking out of The Sanctuary Dome. I asked Godric.

“Who was that figure next to you?”

Glancing down at me he replied.

“My sister. Like your portals, no dimension or place is not within her reach.”

“She is how the vampires arrived quickly?”

Godric’s only response was a head nod.

“Why was she hiding?”

“To be mysterious.”

“What?”

“That’s why she was hiding to be mysterious. You will understand once you meet her.”

“Meet her? Today? Now?” I asked. Unsure of the proper protocol to meet someone’s sister let alone The Angel of Death.

“You will meet her today. Calm yourself. My sister is nothing how everyone pretends she is. They take her power and twist it with their pain.”

Finally making it to the cafeteria I located my family. Elloren not included. Instead, she was speaking with the smoke figure.

“Will I be meeting your parents officially today, St. Vincent?”

Now that he mentioned it. I realized I never truly gave any thought to introducing my parents to Godric. But to be fair, Godric is not someone you just introduced. He held none of the doubts that came with youth. I know he is a God, but according to my mother he hasn’t been reborn in a while. Therefore, he may have a decade on me at least. And to my father everyone is youthful. A decade is also not a large portion of time. Most certainly not enough time out mature youthful doubts. I am a God and still all I want to do is ignore my problems and be alone with Godric. And I know my mother, she will assume a wedding will be next. Why wouldn't she? Who would want to meet my father just because they are dating his daughter for maybe a few years if that? Non, to meet my father meant more than just a boyfriend. Godric is not boyfriend material, and my father is too old to waste time on boyfriends.

Besides Godric has never asked me to be his girlfriend let alone wife.

Stopping him from opening the cafeteria door. I said,

“No, you will not. You have yet to ask me to be your girlfriend let alone wife.

The only irritation that showed on his face was a flicker of annoyance that flashed in his silvered eyes.

Smiling, I opened the door myself, walking into the crowded cafeteria.