Slave of Death

  Sitting in place, Falcon was staring at the shackles around her ankles...the steel chain links where thick and nearly impossible to break...execept for the fact her master could easily...like thread.  Her master wasn't just a male, attractive emo/ gothic nineteen year old...but a three hundred year old vampire lord who had about thirty other slaves in which who garden, clean, do this, do that...but she was his slave...his personal slave.

  Falcon had black hair...naturally, which was cut short to her shoulders, and got shorter as it went around her head...the back could be spiked if she put forth the effort...but her master hated the hard feel of the gel.  She also had beautiful blue eyes that used to sparkle...now and days she has to think of her past happy life in order to give her eyes that sparkle that her master loved...she was fifteen...just recently turned too.  Her master has had her since she was born because he owned her mother...who got pregnant by her father do to a cold winter, and no heat in the shack they where forced to live in. She was chosen at age eleven to be his personal pet, and he always had her locked up in his amazingly large bed room...his walls where made of a blood red ivory, and the floor made up of a deep red, lushes carpet...his king sized bed was black and red colored.  A huge walk in closet was on the far left wall when you walked in the door...and a bear hide rug, a polar bear, lay on the floor, lifeless...trapped for the rest of eternity in a face that scared everyone to think it was real.  Falcon loved one thing about being trapped in this room...the fact that she got to play with his beautiful pet tiger named Shaymin.  Falcon's master would be back in about an hour, but sometimes he would return early. 

  Falcon always wore a tight black dress that looked like something a widow would wear...it had black ribbons attacked to it, and hung low on her shoulders. It all made her look super pale, and she knew her master loved that...he would always tell her that he loved her...that she was his, and that when ever he was around her he felt human again...that was the only thing she thought he liked her for.  But the fact was that he would never be human again.  He would always loos his temper when ever she mentioned it.  Around her ankles, her shakles spread about a foot apart so she could walk easily, and she could sit however she wanted.  She sat on the floor with her legs crossed, sitting next to the resting tiger in which she was petting.  The tiger sat up suddenly, which meant someone was standing outside of the beautiful ebony door.

  The door crept slowly open...then stopped about halfway open.  His shape entered her veiw.  His black hair was long and it dangled to above his ears, his eyes where a beautiful shade of brown.  He stood six feet tall...his beauty was indescribable.  Compared to Falcon who stood five feet eight, and was an average girl.  Everything about him was gorgeaous, in public anyway...he was always acting like a gentlemen...that is the key word: Acting.  Falcon wished that the side he showed in this room was the one he showed out there.

  He sighed, "The days are just so tiring..."  His voice was soft and angelic...but some how kept a manly tone.

  "Of course Master..."  Falcon sighed also as she stood up next to the tiger and began to walk to towards her master.

  He sighed with a smile as he saw her walking towards him, "You are always the best part of my day, my dear...you always make me happy..."  Even though he could have ran faster than the eye could see...he made her come to him.  She hugged him when she reached his side.

  Falcon faked a smile, "You are the best part of my life Master..."  Her master also smiled.  She knew that he knew that her smile was fake...but she was happy he said nothing about it today.

  He laughed when he heard that, "But, my dear, you make me feel so...excited...your scent is so...so...delicate.  It smells like wild flowers with a mix of after the rain...a truely marvelous smell."  That actually made her smile...the tiger got up and moved away from his spot on the floor.  Falcon kissed her master on the check...he smiled as he burried his face in her neck.  It was a way for him to smell her better...the next thing she knew she was on the bed...he always did that when ever he was really happy to see her...or hungry.  He kissed her neck tenderly..being careful not to use to much of his strength...just one little burst of strength could kill her.  She moaned out in joy as he kissed her sweetly on the lips.

  She spread her legs out slightly, and had her arms above her head...he pushed her arms down and kissed her more pationate...more rough.  She never thought she would enjoy being with him that much...like she actually wanted to be with him.  She whispered as he pulled away from her, "Yes Master...please do it again..." He kissed under her chin...right on her jugular.  She felt the slight pain of his fangs pressed up against her neck. 

  He whispered in her ear, "Falcon...do you love me?"

  She whispered, "Of course Master...with all of my soul..."

  He frowned, "Falcon...your lying..."

  She pleaded, "No...No, of course not, master I need you..."

  "Don't lie to me slave!"  He yelled...in a flash he was standing nxt to the bathroom door, holding onto Falcon's Shackles in his hands.  She looked down and saw that her chains where gone.  She sat up quickly and ran towards him.

  "No Master, please listen to me..I would never lie to you..."  Falcon begged.  She threw her arms around his neck as soon as she reached him.  Her master never threw a fit like this...even if he did it would have been over by now.

  "Falcon you should never lie to a vampire..."  She heard the darkness in his voice.

  She began to cry, "Master please...I didn't lie...you could even make sure of it..."  She let go of him and tilted her head to the side...she noticed his eyes began to turn a simply dark red. 

  "Would you be that foolish slave?  I could kill you at any moment!"  He yelled...his fangs are in place.

  "Doesn't that show you that I love you Tannis!"  She yelled...she rarely used his real name...and when ever she did she would get lightly slapped...which would be very hard to her. 

  He gave an evil snicker, "Is that really what you think?"  She nodded..."Foolish slave...very foolish..."  He leaned towards her...he put his lips next her neck...and sucked lightly on the skin...it would leave a hickie.  "I could crush your skull with a flick of my finger!  You are like clay to me Falcon...I just can't loose you!" She noticed that his eyes started to turn back to it's normal brown.

  "Tannis...please don't every scare me like that again!"  She cried as she hugged him again...he hugged her back. 

  "Out of Two hundrew years...Falcon, you have been the best slave I have ever had.  I just wish you wouldn't die in about eight decades..."

  Falcon thought for a minute, "What if I don't have too..."  She whispered.

  "What?"  Tannis asked weirdly.

  "Vampires live for forever right?"  Tannis nodded after Falcon asked. "Then turn me into your mate Tannis...I want to be with you for the rest of our lives..." She pleaded.

  "But...but I can't do that Falcon..." Tannis frowned.

  "Why?"  Falcon cried.

  Tannis sighed sadly, "Because...Only elders can make vampires...and although I may be rich...that doesn't make me an elder.  And the elders don't make slaves into immortals..."