I sat up in a willow tree that was over looking a child's school yard. There was a metal fence around the place, the playground made in steel and there were teachers all over the place. Kids seemed to be happy but some had their faces imprinted with frowns. The sun wasn't out today but instead, it looked as if it would snow soon. Not that it would be such a bad thing, but considering that I still had my hair wet and was out in the cold, I most likely will get a cold. And then I would be weakened enough to be forced to go back home.
The school bell rang and the kids went inside, waiting for me education that I excelled at. I sighed and jumped out of the tree, landing on the balls of my feet. My clothes were barely blocking the wind from my skin and I started to wonder if I felt cold last night. Or was I warm from Ciel and the drugs that was slipped into my body. Shaking my head I rid that thought from my brain and walked to the place where I sung the day I saw Demitri.
Maybe I can get money again and go get coffee. I decided to see if I could have that option and sat down next to the frozen waterfall that was engraved with stoned words. I decided to pick the song by Christina Perri called Sad Song. It matched my mood and I was able to memorize this song from it playing at a coffee shop I went to before I meet the werewolves.
Humans stopped and listened to me, smiling and just standing their, as if in a trance. It felt good to sing my heart out again, to be able to be heard and not stuck inside of a house with beings that hated my kind. People put money in front of my feet and I picked it up while singing still. The snow that I predicted would come down started to dance slowly towards my un-mended heart. Once the song stopped I moved onto another song and let my heart pour into the words.
Soon enough my words ended and I got up after getting handed money. One hand looked familiar and I looked up to see a vampire with contacts in. But his unique eyes were obvious to me with my inhuman sight. "Nice to see you again Violet. I believe that you wouldn't remember me but I was there at the diner last night. Mind to join me for a walk?" He asked me. This guy looked my age, his skin ghostly pale without a mistake insight, his teeth pearly white and his face looking like an angels.
"What's your name?" I asked him. He laughed and looked at me in the eyes.
"It is Jasquelle Primrose." He said and bowed a little bit. I smiled and took his hand that was held out. "I assume that is a yes to a walk." He spoke and tilted his eye brow up.
"It is a yes." I smiled and walked with him down a naked tree path. It looked like it came out of a gothic story and didn't belong here in this city. Jasquelle didn't say anything but was just walking with me for a minute or to. Finally he spoke to me.
"So Violet. Did you have fun last night?" He asked me.
"I can't remember. I hope it is a yes." I told truthfully. He chuckled and nodded to himself.
"Do you remember the deal we have made?"
"Well, right now us vampires do. Do you want to know it?"
"Well, let's say you have a task to carry out for us. Or your werewolves get it. You will not see them again and well, your precious Ciel will be killed in front of your eyes. Your task is to hunt down the one who calls himself the Maker. He was the one who designed you Violet. Who made you be locked up in that place. Who let you escape." He told me.
This came to a shock. My blood went cold and I stopped walking. Right now I was deep into woods that was killed by the harsh winter. "How do you know all of this?" I asked him. "Why must you make me do this? And what do you mean by him letting me escape?"
"Oh my sweet Violet you have no clue do you? He allowed all those people die from you. He planned it. He wanted to see you in this society, what you would do and how you would react. You proved him wrong in many ways. At first he thought you were going to kill every human you seen. That you wouldn't be the true monster that lays deep in your heart. But that didn't work out. So now, since I was the one to teach you 'good' emotions in your toddler stage, I was kicked out. Lucky for me too or else I would have been killed by you.
"Now I was revenge on him. To show that I am stronger and more powerful, more wicked then he is. By getting you to kill him. What do you say Violet? Or should I call you by your real name? Orla Everstone."
My mind went blank to this information. But then I recovered. "You lie. I killed that man when I escaped. You lie!" I yelled at him, not wanting to believe in any word he was saying.
"No my dear. That was a cover up for him. You were lied to. Please say you will help me. If not willingly, there are always your friends to consider." He whispered in my ear.
"My name, it is Orla?" I asked him.
"Yes. He named you that. It means golden queen in Gaelic."
"Then I guess I should live up to that name. To kill those who threaten me, to revenge those who sin... and most of all, protect those who I cherish."