Konban'wa! 'Tis a story written at night, so hence the greeting. Here

is the fifth part, with only this small disclaimer. I don't own SM. Thank you. 

Please take your seats and enjoy the show.



	

Vaympyre

Chapter Five

By: Lazuli

<lazulidreamer@yahoo.com>



	I was very nervous about this whole thing, although my inner senses

were screaming at me to go... feed... to drink blood. I still couldn't hear the voice

that told me no. I knew that it would never speak up, and so I followed Endymion

out the window, to jump to the ground below. This was my first time... my time

to let instinct control my body... to let the lessons that Endymion gave me take

over... to let me gain my substance to the world, and for me to survive. No 

matter how worried I was, Endymion insisted that they would not be harmed.

They would just sleep throughout the night, very deeply. 

	I wasn't prepared for the child I came upon, though. We arrived 

in her bedroom, and I was struck by her innocence. Red hair framed her face,

and it took that burning need inside of me to cross the floor to her bed. I titled

her head gently to one side, exposing her neck. Endymion watched me across

the room, and I could feel his gaze burning into me, watching me.

	I kept the spell on her, the spell that she would not feel any pain,

nor wake up at anytime to see me, and jerk away in fright. I leaned my mouth

gently down, and touched her neck. I could feel my fangs press to her neck,

and then I broke the skin, and her blood rushed into my mouth. It was a 

different experience from drinking Mamoru's blood, or the animal's blood. It

filled my mouth with life. Absolute life, and a flavor that I never thought would

be there. I drank only enough that she would not be harmed, then I lay my

hand gently on her throat, erasing the signature fang marks. It was a 

glamour, only. To hide the marks until they healed on their own. If she put her

hand to her neck, she would feel the wounds. 

	I stood up slowly, my eyes focusing on Endymion's. I was still needing

blood. I did not want to drain the girl in front of me, but that left me with 

finding a new person. Endymion saw it in my eyes, but no sympathy was 

there, no offer to drink his blood. I went without words to the window, and

made the journey again into the night.



	After we arrived back in our own room, both of our needs sated, 

I trembled. To know that I needed to do this, and that it would not harm none

was one thing. That this was goddess given, the darker aspect of my goddess

was another.. but it was still something that I wanted to pray about... explain

in my own words about to my gods... I knew that they were always watching

me....  but still... I was supposed to be in the Summerland, but instead my

soul was attached to my body, by the means of the magic performed. I had

to... to... do something. I lit a few tapers by the bed, and meditated. 



	I can not say what transpired between I and the gods.. I just know

that after I had relaxed enough, and let my mind open, I knew that what I 

was doing was something that was condoned... that I was not breaking any

laws... I felt relieved after that.. and slept in Endymion's arms with a peaceful

heart.



	The morning awoke me feel clear-headed, and for the first time,

not hungry for the blood that kept me alive. Endymion leaned over me, and

smiled, his hair falling across his face as he smiled.

	"That's because you fed well last night, love. You won't be wanting

or needing blood for a small bit now. You can eat foods, but it won't help nor

hinder you in anyway. You can act like a normal human being."

	I was somehow stung by the "normal" human being thing, but I

let it pass. I knew what he meant. Laying a soft kiss on his lips, I rose out

of bed, and got ready for the day. The first thing I was going to do was go

out into the marketplace, acting as "normal" as possible. Also hoping to see

if there was any news from my old hometown, and to make sure the people

I fed on last night were doing as well as Endymion had promised me.



	Before I left the building, I smiled at Endymion. "As much as I

love your company, beloved, I think it would be best if we spread out a

bit, trying to find information."

	He nodded, seeing the sense behind my statement, and kissed

me deeply before he left the room. I set the cap on my head, knowing that

it would make me fit in more, and left the room after Endymion, taking a 

seperate path down the street then he did. The day had begun for us both.



	The first person I saw leaning over a stall was none other than

the "child" I had fed off of first. I was surprised to see that she was not a 

child at all, but a young woman, about my age. She was so innocent looking

in her sleep, that it threw me off. She still had that look in her eyes, despite

what I did to her last night. 

	She was laughing with the woman who owned the stall, and I 

was surprised. I thought that these people frowned on laughter... but children

may have been pardoned... this may have not have been as strict as a

town that I had come from. I observed her silently, willing myself to be

unnoticed until I walked up to her.

	"So, Charity, what does thy mother want today?" The girl's name

was Charity. It wasn't so strange a name. I was named for "Serene" like

the emotions as far as anyone else was to think. 

	"Mother wishes to have some fish for dinner tonight. I know you

have caught a goodly amount, and I am prepared to bargain with you for

it."

	There was bantering back and forth, and I felt homesick all of

a sudden. I let go of the spell, and Charity must have caught notice of me.

or the tears in my eyes. It was foolish.. but to see these people.. the way

the talked and acted here.. it was not unlike the way my people acted. What

Gods we worshipped was foolish and futile to fight over. My mother died

for such a foolish thing. 

	"Are you ill, stranger?" She asked, concern in her green eyes. I

wiped away a tear and forced a smile.

	"Nay.... I am just thinking of my home. I miss it so."  Her eyes

widened. "Are you lost?" She asked. "I can have one of the men escort

you back to your village..."

	I shook my head quickly. The last thing I wanted was to be taken

back to where my mother died, and have the same fate forced upon myself

and Endymion.

	"No, but thank you for your concern. I am newly married, and

I am traveling towards the home of my husband." I allowed a faint blush

to come to my cheeks, and looked towards the ground. This Charity

smiled, and led me down the stalls, waving the the woman behind the

counter.

	"I'll be back, Marie. I am just going to introduce our friend here

to the town." 

	"Take care, Charity."



	Charity turned to me. "You must think me a terrible person for

not asking your name, nor introducing myself properly. I am Charity Smyth,

daughter of the Blacksmith, Jonathan Smyth." Her eyes seemed to smile,

at the small joke of the names.

	"I am Serenity. Serenity Waif." That was the first time I started

making up last names for myself. I didn't want even at that time for my

true last name to slip out. 

	She smiled, and turned me towards the nearest stalls. "I know that

we will be good friends, Serenity Waif. Good friends indeed."



	

	I know, not much of a cliffhanger, but I hope there were good

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