Arthur Cullian's Story

There was something about the area that gave Arthur chills. He walked off about an hour ago, and though he left clues to help him get back to where he had come from, he found none. About all he had with him was this Bowie Knife, which he used to make cuts in the bark of some of these trees. This in turn would serve as a reminder of where he had been, so that traveling back would not be an issue. Or so he thought. The problem was – he couldn’t see these marks anymore. It was like they disappeared. He had no way of getting back, and of course, his cellphone did not work out there in the forest.

It was nearly night time now. The trees became dark, and some even looked like they had threatening faces that would devour him whole if he drew too near. Normally, Arthur was not afraid of most anything at all, but being lost and alone terrified him, and sent him into a panicked state. Every crunch of sticks (even those he made himself) would startle him, causing a yelp to escape his lips. One could effortlessly compare him to a frightened animal by the way he backed away from anything that moved.

*Crunch* *Crunch* *Crunch*

He could hear footsteps. They were not his own, but they were paced like a human’s instead of an animal’s. In either scenario, he would probably be scared to death in his rare state of panic, and though most would assume that a human would mean help, he was not most. His mind figured other, horrible things. He yelped again, and sprinted away from the sound of the following footsteps. Both his and the “killer’s” footsteps increased in pace, his getting faster and faster because the person’s did. He shot his glance backwards to see how close his pursuer was, and that’s the last thing he remembers as his vision instantly blacks out because of the strong blow to the head he received from a low-hanging branch.

Annabeh was walking through thE woods when all of a sudden she smelled blood. Human blood. She started running to the scents source and that's when she saw it. Him. A Man was on the ground and he looked like he'd gotten scared by something and hit his head hard. Annabeth contemplated the scene for a moment and decided that this was quite the predicament he was in. She figured that if she brought him back to the castle he'd be in her debt because instead she could always just leave him here to be eaten by some of the werewolves or worse. 'eh I wouldn't mind my own blood to follow me around the castle and done on whenever I wanted.' she thought to herself growing a smirk on her face asShe picked the man up and brought him to the castle. She waved off the wolves guarding the gates and told them to lay off. Figuring that she could tell the master kyros later about her find and claim him as her own. She laid him on her bed and sat next to him looking at him and waiting for him to wake up. She went and got some cookies and water for him to have when he woke up besides she wanted her human to be comfortable with her before she got a taste of his addictive blood.

The first thing he noticed when he awoke was that he had a huge headache. It felt as if he was hit across the head with a bat, or hit by a truck. His eyes clenched a bit before opening, and his arm slowly raised to rub his head. This proved to be quite the foolish idea, since as soon as he did, it hurt even worse. "Ow...." he mumbled, completely unaware of the vampire's presence at that time. Slowly, he raised his body and then rubbed his eyes to rid himself of the sleep. He turned his head to see....

...a beautiful girl?

She was sitting right beside him. His face turned a small shade of red just due to the proximity of her small figure and there was a silence between them as he stared. "U-uh... hello...?"

Annabeth watched the man as he groaned in pain. 'Probably because he had a bad headache from running into a tree.' She thought and softly giggled to herself. 'Silly Human.' Annabeth smiled when he said hello but a bit confused. She replied cheerfully and a bit too casually, "Hello, my name is Annabeth."

After introducing herself to him, she turned her head and looked at the water and tray of cookies and smirked. Annabeth looked back at the man and saw he was trying to sit up. She lightly placed her hands on his chest and softly lowered him back down to the bed in a laid down position. "You really shouldn't try to sit up, it'll make your head hurt more. Besides if I were you I'd gladly want to stay laying down anyways." She smirked and giggled a bit before turning to the nightstand and grabbing a glass of water. "Here you're probably thirsty. And don't worry you're safe here." She told him reassurringly. She the glass of water up to him. ' Hopefully he'll take it.' She thought. 'I mean it's not like I put any drugs or something in it...at least I think I didn't.' She giggled again to herself and gave the man a smile. "So who are you?"




Elizabeth stopped and looked back at Lucian. She smiled softly thinking that by being in his bed she was doing a good thing for him. Elizabeth smiled back at Lucian and seeing his real smile for the first time as she could recall made herself feel happy. She yawned herself after Lucian had done it and then listened to him giving her orders. She replied, "I'll get right to it Mr. Lucia, Sir." She gave him a smile and stood up watching him go to the closet and take out the dress.

Elizabeth stared again at the dress longing to wear it somewhere. She looked at the new clothes and when he asked if she'd like new clothes she nodded and made her way over saying, "Oh yes please, Sir. Thank you so much Master!" She took the dress and went to the corner of the room. "Don't look." She said over her shoulder to him as she took off her clothes and slipped into the dress. And to her surprise it did indeed fit her figure quite nicely. She fluffed her hair and turned back around to Lucian and smiled."Well? How does it look?" She asked giggling softly. "Nevermind, you can tell me when I get back with breakfast. I gotta make it done to the kitchens before all the other maids have taken all the good stuff." She added walking past him and at the door she nodded and gave Lucian a cursty in her dress. "I'll be right back."

Elizabeth half ran, half walked down to the lower levels of the castle and she quickly grabbed a metal tray and some tea cups and plates and placed them on the tray. She put some tea on the stove and scrabbled up some eggs and bacon and had time to make two pancakes for each of them. She took the tea off of the stove poured it into the cups and loaded up the rest of the food and quickly brought all the food up to Lucian's room. She pushed the door open with her butt and scurried over to the table on the other side of the room and placed everything on the table. She pushed a chair out and gestured for him to sit. She took the seat right across the table from him. She added some cream and 3 spoons of sugar to her cup of tea and took a sip before saying, "So...shall we disscuss my privileges and restrictions Mr. Lucian, sir?" She smiled and looked at him interestedly.

"Annabeth?" he repeated as if he were trying out her name. He thought it was beautiful, just as she. But still, he was not entirely sure why he woke up with a good-looking stranger at his side. And definitely not one in a really good mood either. Good thing he prevented himself from having his thoughts waver to less... mentionable subjects. He was mature enough to think logically.

Arthur found himself unable to push back against the girl's soft hands as she told him to lay back down. He looked away just a bit to hid his reddened face. Her hand was warm.... err, of course it was! She wasn't dead or anything! How her hand felt is meaningless! Or so he wanted to think, but thinking about her touch didn't just go away instantly. Arthur isn't used to being around girls so closely. They'd always kept their distance. Not that they thought he was bad or ugly or anything, he just hadn't ever really found one that wasn't interested in weird things that he couldn't get into, and none of them had ever 'clicked' with him.

He turned back to see she was offering him a glass of water. Suddenly, he realized just how thirst he was, as now his throat felt dry, as if he had not touched water in a few days. Thinking nothing of it, he smiled as he looked at her and took the glass. It was downed in a few seconds since he was thirsty, and as soon as he finished, he looked back at her. "Thank you, Annabeth. My name is Arthur." he answered. "Umm..... where am I?"

Elizabeth tilted her neck to the side for him. As he Sank his fangs into her neck she let out a small moan of pain but somehow the neck bites Didn't hurt as much as her wrist. She closed her eyes and felt the familiar cold sensation shed get when he drank her blood but this sensation felt like chills all over her body. She bit her lip trying to hold in another wince of pain. Elizabeth opened her eyes and looked at Lucian who looked concerned about her. She felt more tired than when she had her blood drank from her wrist and she had trouble holding her head up and she let it fall onto Lucian's shoulder. "I'm sorry I'm just tired all of a sudden." she smiled up at him. "I'm fine though , Lucian"



Annabeth was glad that she trusted her but she thought that he fully didn't get the concept of his being here with her. She took a cookie and handed it to him. "here you probably haven't eaten anything either. I made these this morning! Besides if you're gonna eat anything might as well be sweet!" she laughed softly to herself and she got up and went to the door. "Maid! I need some gauze please!" she yelled into the hallway. Not a minute later a maid ran in handed a clip and roll of gauze to Annabeth and ran back out. "lift your head a bit." she told Arthur. "that's a very noble name to have." she wrapped the gauze around his head softly and brushed his hair out of the way. "well you're in my room and which is in a castle." she explained quite plainly at that, just straight to the point and she looked down at him smirking.

Truth be told, Arthur much rather treat himself instead of burdening someone else by being a nuisance. He had in his mouth the cookie he was handed, and was nibbling on the half that remained by the time a maid had appeared and handed gauze to Annabeth. At that moment, he realized that he must have been in someone's mansion or the sort, since normal people didn't have maids. He tilted his head in confusion for a bit, but lightly lifted it up afterwards when instructed.

He felt only like he was a burden here, since she had been offering him food, water and also treating his wound within minutes of actually meeting. She seemed so nice. And cute too. This was made more prominent by the compliment she gave to him about his name, which had his face stuck in a red shade like it had been. "T-thank you." he managed a shy response. Normally he was nice to people, but they weren't so much to him. He was never bullied before, but never treated like this either. It felt wonderful. Even better because they were in a castl---

What?

"A castle?" he questioned, suddenly taking interest. There was a castle out in the woods? He soon feared that not only was he being a pest to someone, but someone of royalty or high status. He most certainly did not want to do that! "Am I causing trouble then? I can leave right away, since you took care of me. I won't be a bother anymore."

Elizabeth opened her mouth and proceeded to let the forkful of pancake into her mouth. All she could do was nod and let herself be fed. She might as well let Lucian feed her, there wasn't anything wrong with it and there wasn't a point in refusing it. She just quietly ate her food and felt grateful that Lucian didn't just let her sleep. She was quite famished after all what happened that previous night when she had first met the young vampire. She smiled to herself as she was getting fed and was thinking of a way to repay Lucian later. 'Perhaps I'll give him some cookies.' She thought to herself. "I'm sorry I'm such a burden, Lucian. You shouldn't have to be doing this for me." She looked up at him with innocence in her eyes and slowly lifted her right hand up and placed it on his left shoulder holding onto him softly. "But thank you for doing this. I am very grateful." she added giving him a genuine smile.




Annabeth giggled at the mans bewilderment when she mentioned they were in a castle. "Yes? I said a castle didn't I?" She asked slightly confused but thought this was funny how starstruck he was by the whole thing. The man was starting to worry that he was being a pest of sorts. Annabeth quickly placed her hands on his chest and softly urged him deeper into the bed making him stay laying down there.

She leaned into him about a foot away from his face and eplained, "You are of no such burden. If anything it is me who is a burden to the Master. The Master is the real King of the Castle if you will, I however am only one of his humble followers and am most privileged to live here. It's...like a santurary, if you will, this place I mean. The master has let us...Misfits, live and prosper here for decades." She smiled laughing at how silly he was for not knowing, but she cut him some slack since he after all hit his head running into a tree and has no idea where he is. She giggled to herself at her own wittiness. "So you see, I'm the one who brought you here. And I'm the one letting you be here, as my guest." She grinned enough to only show her canines which her being a vampire were slightly bigger and sharper than a normal humans, but since she wasn't full of the blood lust they weren't that noticeable.

"Yeah..." Arthur answered her rhetorical question stupidly, probably because her hand hand touched his chest again and it distracted any real thoughts from entering his head. He only now realized how much of a weakness being nervous around girls were. And this one was a bit too pretty for his good too.

She got really close too. His heart started beating rapidly and what small parts of his cheeks that weren't red now were due to his nervousness at her proximity to his face. Her words weren't that loud either, since she was so close, almost as if she were whispering to him. That didn't help either. "..." he stayed quiet as she spoke, informing him about some 'master' that owned this place and how he let her stay in it, along with some 'misfits'. He then learned that she wanted him to be her guest in this castle. He would be a guest of a guest? He still didn't completely comprehend the details of what she was saying, but couldn't voice this. He didn't want to look like a fool or anything.

"Then....." he began, trying to ignore how close she was, or how big a couple of her teeth appeared. "....thank you...?"

"I see...." Arthur mumbled in acceptance as she not only verbally, but physically showed him with her hands that there was a 'king' of this castle in which he laid. If anything, Arthur thought this girl was quite outgoing and childish, but in a good way. He hadn't seen much people act like her and maybe there was even more to her.

And then she said something that threw him off.

"O-oh... I....." he mumbled incoherently as his face remained the same. Come to think of it, he never had this big of a problem keeping his face a normal skin-color, but it became hard with her, especially when she called him out on it. "I-it's n-nothing....."

(Short post is short. :c)

Confused by the lack of personal space she was giving him, Arthur choked out a soft response. "T-thank you?..." He was not really sure how to respond in this situation, since she was really really close to him and telling him he smelled good even though he had been out in the forest for a bit. Maybe he was near the trees or something and they smelled good? He could not really think about it right now, due to her proximity.

From what he could tell, she was trying to get at something by comparing their skin tones. Did she want to say she was from a different country? So was he, actually, but he wasn't sure why she had suddenly lost courage and switched topics so obviously. He may have been nervous and a bit confused, but he wasn't completely stupid.... he liked to think. Of course he couldn't with a beautiful girl trying to rest besides him. It put him off a bit, though he could speak since he subconsciously figured he would be getting no personal space around her. "Well it's just that I just now woke up...." he began slowly. "I can't really go back to sleep...."

Arthur frowned. It looked like he disappointed her or something, but she must have misunderstood him. He shook his head slightly. "No, it's just that I've been asleep for a while, so I'm not tired right now." he tried explaining to her in the hopes that it might cheer her up. It wasn't dark outside so he figured going to sleep now would mess up his schedule.