Theatre of Vampires

I admit, the idea of this woman is enough to make me confuse, even dizzy. She is an impossibly old extraterrestrial vampire, alien, not just from another galaxy but from an entirely different Universe. On the other hand, she is this hot, direct, brunet woman, of long Indian hair and gentle smile, speaking English with a heavy Italian accent. Elegant, proper. And she is this silly, ridiculous, woman who dresses like the comic book character Vampirela, for no reason. In the most improper formal occasions.

We are supposed to talk politics, negotiate terms, the offer for her to join my vampire house as our first elder is on the table. She is supposed to have conditions. So far, she has lived as an isolated power on Earth, answering to no one, ignoring the Nocturnal Courts. I don’t even understand exactly what a vampire house is. Or a Nocturnal Court. Still, I am supposed to be the head of my newly founded house.

Instead of talking, we are naked in her bed. Fucking without rest for hours. She is kind, gentle and angry. To my amazement, I am almost as strong as she is. Her claws cut my flesh and skin, her fangs plunge in my chest and shoulder, there is pain, but not distraction from the sensations of her body around my cock. My body heals before I can notice it is happening, I though she was trying to kill me when the cuts became deeper, but then she started holding back.

She cut her on tong, to give me the taste of her blood in a kiss.

Then I took more of her blood, open her neck with my fangs. I don’t have claws, or I don’t know how to manifest them.

Vampires do not bleed. Blood likes to be inside us, it moves in our direction, seeking to disappear in our hearths. To take the blood of another vampire you need to fight, you need a bit anger, rage, imperious imposition of your will.

When I took back from her some of what she had taken from me, the waters calmed down, the escalating violence turned back on sexual stimulation, moving to a climax of accumulated tension. We were supposed to be talking, mind you.

She spoke first.

“I was born a vampire. That is the most common situation in my home planet, was. However, here on Planet Earth and in the vast majority of other places I have visited born vampires are rarity. Most vampires, by far, are ephemeral people turned into vampire by someone. Here on Earth only a small number of vampires have the power to turn humans into our kind.

Your blood is so delicious, because you are something else. The rarest kind of vampire. A vampire created from direct intervention of the Deities. The Race of Creators usually only make a few vampires like that in a new world, when the world is about to develop intelligent life.

You have no vampire parents, no benefactor who gave you’re the gift in his own blood. Those who gave this universe its laws of physics, and guided the evolution of animals and plants in each planet where life exist. For some reason, of their own, they decided to give you immense power. A power no vampire should have in a world so young, or in a part of this universe where magic is scarce. Even I, who came from a place older and more rich in inter-dimensional blesses do not have this power.

I have something similar, that I earned as war spoil. Your power, is a more advanced variation.”

“Are you accepting the invitation to join my house?”

“Oh, we barely met each other, gentleman! Don’t you think we should be acquainted, before we became engaged? Would you like to marry me tonight??”

“I don’t, I mean…. When I said, I was not aware that…”

“I am joking! I have not decided how to answer your offer, yet. That power I was talking about, the small version I have. It gives me the power to see the memories, and feelings of someone, by drinking the blood. It is hard to do in your case, eventually it may become impossible without your permission, but for now you are only hours old as a vampire. Even your rare gift needs time to grow and mature;

Time, and practice.

Therefore, I was able to read you. Pretty much your entire life as a human.

You decided to start your existence as a vampire in the most difficult way, as a head of family, because that is the only way to stay in contact with your family and friends. Protect them, share some of this amazing experience with them instead of let them behind to live the rest of their lives as potential prey for vampires.

I have sympathy for that motivation, to protect your people. Is not a bad start for a Vampire King, I saw much worse cases.

However, your power is extremely dangerous. Stay sane while you develop it will be a challenge. The most difficult challenge you need to face, to not destroy all that you want to protect.

I like this house, this city, and this country. I don’t dislike the rest of the planet. If I don’t think you can hold yourself in one piece, I have to kill you now, while that is still possible and relatively safe. Or I need to flee, leave Earth behind and find somewhere far away from here, beyond your reach. Because, eventually, I will no longer be a match for you and you could turn this planet into an endless nightmare from where no one would be able to escape.”

“Can you explain the danger you are talking about?”

“The Blood Seed know as Puppeteer Seed exists here on Earth, it is a rare one. The vampires with that Earthling variant start consuming small animals, insects, rats, cats, dogs. They drink all the blood of their prey, or eat them hole, and then turn the body into blood and absorb it in themselves. Then they can read all the memories of those preys, and can “push out” the prey. As puppets of blood, but perfect copies of the beings they used to be in life. When fully developed, the Puppeteer can consume humans that way. The Puppets are completely obedient to the vampire, when the vampire imposes his will, but they can talk and act, and feel like they used to when they existed as people. And they cannot be destroyed really, as long as the vampire still exists, he can always bring the Puppet Back

Well, for some time. Eventually the Puppets brake, they dissolve themselves in the vampire and their capacities are lost.

This Earthling version does not work with vampires.”

“The power I have, it can work on vampires and other supernatural beings. However, I cannot push those supernatural beings out, as the people they used to be, for very long. I can steal their memories, and try to steal a power or two from each one in the moment I consume their existence in mine. The stolen powers, skills, memories and personalities fade away fast. I rarely find out a power became permanently mine, after I acquire it in that fashion.

I can keep animals without verbal minds in me indefinitely, and I can borrow their traits and capacities, is a sort of improvement of my shapeshifting capacities. However, my human puppets dissolve as fast as the bestial puppets of Earthling puppeteers”

“Those minds inside yours, memories of other people with their feelings, all that power. I understand why this would represent a danger to the sanity of any person”

“Vampirela” (actually, the vampire alien woman who liked to cosplay as her, and insisted in being called by her name) moved from the bed, walking naked in her room at the light of the moon. She served herself a goblet of sweet white wine, and stepped away from the desk, to stand against the glass doors, completely naked.

Her hair covering her back up to her tights.

I could not see in the dark like I imagined vampires probably should. Even the average ones, not uniquely blessed by exceptional origin and unique gifts.

My hearing was far better than the possible to humans, sometimes, other times it almost completely disappeared. I had little control over that. Same for the sense of smell, albeit, that mostly disappeared when I was not paying attention, because was easy to forget to breath now. My sense of sight on the other hand, was practically unchanged.

I noticed the irony that someone so committed with the persona of a comic book vampire would miss the opportunity of having red-wine in the cup. Instead of white.

“Your Power is much worse. Because it will allow you to consume anything, all living things, clothes, vehicles, weapons, and supernatural beings. Eventually. I don’t suppose it will start much different from the normal path of development for other variants of the blood seed. So, small animals. Your power will probably develop much faster.

The most important difference, however, is that those you consume will never dissolve or vanish. They will be eternally inside of you, and you will be able to manifest them. ‘Push them out’, as we say. Their voices will disturb the silence inside your mind all the time, until you learn to silence and administrate them.

It means you will be able to borrow the vampiric power of thousands, millions, of vampires. Eventually. Perhaps more.

They will not be as accessible as your own powers, but you should be able to select the powers you wish to make yours. Your list of powers will always be much more limited, some hundreds I believe. However, those are only the powers immediately at hand to you. And in moments of need, you will one day be able to push out vast armies of humans, animals and monsters of all kinds.

Insane, terrible, tyrannic. Some who had power like yours consume entire planets, every single living cell. Buildings, structures, all but naked stone and sand. They move through space, seeking pockets of life to consume. In order to expand their powers. I saw three of those monsters destroyed by more powerful beings, inter-dimensional entities. Saw one captured in a trap for a very advanced race of robots, to be kept locked until they figure out how to destroy it.

Sadly, I only know one case in which someone with that same power you have managed to keep sanity. For almost a trillion years, in a Universe much older than this one. I would not say this is a benevolent vampire, but I can say it is sober and functional. Those who do business with it seldom have any idea about the magnitude of the abyss in front of them.”

“What a lousy gift, then! What if I just leave that power untouched? Better save than sorry”

“I am sorry to say, but to you that would not be safe at all! Vampiric condition is a highly competitive existence. Right now, you have the basic capacities of a vampire over a million years old. Physical capacities, for the most part. Your mind, do not know how to use the equivalent of that potential. In terms of blood seeds you have nothing.

You could turn humans into vampires, if you knew how. Here on Earth that is considered a blood seed, but is part of your core vampiric seed.

You have been given this power, to build your capacities by consuming vampires. If you do not do that, your power will remain stagnated for all practical purposes, move slower than the understanding of what you are, from other vampires.

Some seeds sleep inside of you that should give you advantages beyond those you can get from Earthling vampires. The problem is that those seeds will only manifest after you get the right keys. Those keys, you will only get by consuming the vampires with some specific blood seeds already developed. I have vague idea of that map, from my previous experiences, but only vague idea.

Probably that is why the daimon that oriented your transformation insisted that you should invite me to enter your house.”

“What is your answer to that invitation, then?”

“I am not sure, yet. We have to talk about rules, first! Define what sort of structure this house will have.

What we expect from each other.”

“How so?” I asked.

“I obviously do not want to end up devoured by you and turned into a puppet inside your mental Hell. Neither can I just believe your world when you promise me that will never happen. To me it is a calculated risk, like is a calculated risk to you, to be here. Right now, your divine benefactor may still be looking you to keep you safe, or not. However, they never linger for long. Micromanaging is not in their nature. For some decades and maybe centuries I will still be able to kill you if I choose to do that.

We both must decide to take that risk. Honestly.

That only has a chance to work if we share the same bed. Doesn’t really need to be a bed, but we must keep making love. Or, at least fucking with each other.

What is complicated, but any alternative is doomed to disaster.

I must be your consort. The place of Head of this House shall be yours, but you must recognize me as your companion and always listen my advice. Even if you don’t always will follow it, you must never undermine my authority in front of others. Same way I must always support yours, and recognize you are above me in all things. You have the last word in all things, but for a long time the most likely is that your last word will be used only to say “yes” to my advice. Because I understand this world and you don’t.

Our interest is fundamentally the same. For the foreseeable future. We must choose to believe that and trust each other. For the foreseeable future. Not forever.”

“As far as I can see, you are my best option. I believe I can live with those terms”

“I am a promiscuous woman. I like sex, and I am in the habit of fuck with who I want, whenever I want. Usually I don’t need to force people, but I have no problem in torture the object of my desires when they reject me, to punish them and make them regret their decision. Before I have my way with them, anyway.

Human, vampires, men, women, anyone. Anything. I am a bit anarchist in my ways, in regard to sexuality. Ratter a matter of aesthetic sensibility, taste, than political conviction. If I am being honest.

Having violated the privacy of your life memories I realize that will cause a rift in our alliance. Sooner ratter than latter. Because you are jealous, possessive, and because you would not like to see your friends and parents raped and abused by your consort. One or the other, or both.

I am willing to offer you this compromise.

Starting next Monday, I will end all my relationships with male lovers, and I will not have sex with men. Of any kind. If you ever catch me flirting with a man, or get suspicious about my relationship with a male friend, you are free to kill him. Or to destroy him, anyway you please, without consult me. I would prefer to be given a chance to explain the situation, but I defer to your judgement in those particular instances.

I will work to include you in any relationship I have with women, if you find her attractive. However, in that regard I must insist in having your patience. Some of my lovers may show more reluctance than others. Some I will simply whip into submission and offer to you but others I want to treat with more kindness and patience. You will respect that.

You may have any lovers you want, unlike you I am not jealous about sex. What I need is to stay informed about your relationships, sexual and non-sexual. Because the nocturnal society is highly manipulative and the games they play are deadly.

Every other group of interest will work to turn us against each other, as a way to get leverage and weaken out house.

You will keep me informed, about everything. No secrets.

I cannot do the same, because there are many things in my past that are impossible for your mind to comprehend right now. You will allow me some secrets, and trust my good faith. If the time came when you feel that is too much ask, we will move in opposite directions without need for explanations or hard feelings”

“Hum. What else?”

“Your house must be founded in this lovely peninsula. I will not stablish myself anywhere else on that planet of yours! Your human family and friends will have to move here, and we shall find a safe and luxurious accommodation for them all. Following the highest standards of Nocturnal Courts. I place all my resources at your disposal, shall call any favours I must to satisfy your material demands. My personal fortune is beyond what you could imagine in your experience as a human, except for my ship and what is inside it, that fortune is all yours.

If you accept to stablish your house here in Italy”

I though that was not too much to ask.

However, a final though crossed my mind.

“You said nothing about not to seduce or rape the members of my family, our family, and my friends. What rules do you propose to stablish about that?”

She made a childish face of sadness, mocking me.

“Must we have rules about that?”