When I was told that I was nominated to be exported to Nyx's vampire blood farm, the world around me lost all meaning, and I sank into the depths of my mind in despair.
Everyone knew what it meant when they were chosen. They would be a walking food bank, destined to never be able to control their fate for their entire lives.
I have heard rumors of the fates of those who were unlucky. Some say they are locked in a dungeon and tortured for the rest of their lives. Others say that they are abused for their master's pleasure.
All of the rumors are dark, however one thing is clear...
Anyone who gets chosen to become food for the vampires is never heard from again.
Panicked, I began hyperventilating as my vision faded to black...
Opening my eyes, I squinted, blinded by the light.
*beep, beep, beep*
As my vision came into focus, I noticed hospital instruments, and a computer screen with my vitals, which is what blinded me when I first woke up.
Other than that, I couldn't see much else as the room was dark.
*clack*
Trying to get up, I was stopped as something pulled against my wrists, preventing me from moving far.
The heart rate machine started beeping quicker as I examined what was keeping me from moving.
Looking down, the dim light from the screen revealed handcuffs locking me down to the bed.
Terrified, I began to breathe erratically, and the heart rate machine screamed out a warning as my heart rate rose to unimaginable levels.
I heard footsteps rushing towards me as I looked for something, anything that I could protect myself with, however, the handcuffs prevented me from being able to escape this situation.
*bang!*
I jumped as the door slamed open.
I looked at where the sound came from, squinting past the computer into the darkness.
The back of my neck tingled in fear as I saw two glowing red eyes.
I began struggling against my restraints. I needed to get away from whatever monster was there.
*click*
"Waaah!* I closed my eyes, suddenly blinded by a bright light.
Squinting, I flinched as a blurry figure suddenly came into my field of view and grabbed my shoulder.
"Are you okay?" A melodious voice asked.
Hearing a female voice, I did a double take.
I looked up to see a very beautiful woman with long black hair and ruby red eyes.
My mind blanked as I tried to process my situation, as I absentmindedly nodded in appreciation at her lovely and curvaceous body.
Mistaking my nod as an affirmation, the pretty lady breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.
"That's good. when they brought you in, I thought that they had did something to make you comatose. I really almost ripped those ******* idiots apart."
As she blushed at her crass statement, my focus snapped to her mouth, hearing how dead serious she was about almost ripping people apart.
Seeing her fangs, I realized how screwed I was.
As a last ditch attempt to get away, I began struggling again ferociously, wincing as the cuffs dug into my wrists and drew blood.
As the pain started to overwhelm me, I mindlessly flailed.
Suddenly my arms were held against me, bringing my focus away from the pain.
Tears in my eyes, I realized that it was the lady hugging me.
Slumping in defeat, I thought that this was the end. She would now bite into my neck and drain me dry.
I tightly closed my eyes and tensed as I braced myself for pain in my neck.
Not feeling anything, I opened my eyes in confusion, and turned my head to see concerned red eyes looking at me.
Seeing concern on the face of the one I was supposed to be afraid of, I was confused, however a predator is still a predator.
Noticing the absolute fear in my eyes, the lady hugged me close to her and began rubbing my back, soothing, "Shhhh, it's okay. You are not in any danger."
The feeling of her rubbing my back felt nice, and I didn't want to admit that I was enjoying the sensation more than I should.
Feeling me relax, the lady then loosened her grip, allowing space for me to cautiously examine her.
That was when I realized the embarrassing position I was in.
She was holding me close on her lap. Embarrassed, I squacked in indignation and slightly flailed my arms, causing me to feel a slight pressure on my wrists.
Not feeling any pain, I looked at my wrists in confusion, and saw bandages wrapped around them.
Seeing the bewilderment on my face as I marveled at the bandages, the lady giggled and answered my unasked question.
"Super speed."
I just gave a blank stare as I tried to comprehend how I should respond.
Giggling again, the lady took advantage of the situation and began tenderly stroking and massaging the back of my head, causing me to close my eyes at the relaxing sensation.
Feeling a kiss on my forehead, my eyes snapped open.
Realization at what just happened, my face heated up, and I covered my face in shame.
The lady cooed, "Soo cute!!!"
At the lady's compliment, I felt even more flustered, and buried my face into her chest so that she couldn't see any more of my embarrassed face.
Laughing the lady began rubbing my back again and consoled, "It's alright."
I took a few minutes to salvage the courage to look up again- not because I wanted to continue enjoying the sensation of her rubbing my back.
I worried that once this situation was over, I would never be able to gain this kind of affection again.
After all, I did not know what kind of vampire this lady was.
Being reminded of the current state of affairs, my feelings dropped and tears began welling into my eyes.
As I began sobbing, the beautiful lady began panicking.
"What is it? Is it what I did? Did I say something wrong?"
Seeing just how flustered she was, I couldn't help letting out a giggle.
Not wanting to make my situation any worse, I opted for silently shaking my head.
Giving me a dubious expression, the pretty lady just accepted that denial.
As we looked in each other's eyes, an awkward silence settled in the air.
I really didn't know what to do next.
Taking the decision out of my hands, the beautiful lady suddenly closed in and gave me a kiss on my lips.
300 years later:
"That is how I first met your mother, and you know the rest.
Finding out how I was lied to about vampires and forcefully taken from my home, my love decided to take over the world and change how things worked.
I learned magic and we fought side by side as we took over the world.
Having done that, we settled down and decided to have a family."
"But that does not explain how you made me!!!" My adorable dhampir child protested, puffing up her cheeks.
*fufufu* I giggled.
Suddenly I gasped as I was grasped from behind and my wife sank her fangs into my neck, and drew up some of my blood.
Blushing, my daughter gagged and turned her head away, shouting, "How many times do I have to tell you two lovebats to not to flirt in front of me!"
After giving me a peck on the lips, my love answered, "We are your mothers. It's our job to embarass you."
Unable to handle it any more, our child fled from the room.
Giggling, my love brushed my hair behind my ear.
"I still remember that slap like it was yesterday."
Blushing, I covered my face as memories from that day filled my mind.
Giving a me a suggestively predatory look, my wife pounced on me, causing us to fall on the couch.
Before I knew it, she was drawing the breath from my lungs as our lips sealed together in a kiss.
Thee End... Or is it???
