The wedding

"Good morning Mrs. Anderson." twin unison.

"morning already??"

"up up up let's go." Ming "It's your wedding don't you know." Mang

"Oh my... I've got to get ready!!" I'm surprisingly happy, and exited. Not to much for the sake of love. However I feel like I won the lottery.

"This way" Mang

" Here's your dress" Ming

" I feel like a princess"

"we are happy you are so excited to be with the master." Ming

"master will be happy with you." Mang

"I hope so. Marriage is a big deal. I hope to be happy at his side."

"whether it be his side or at his feet, you should still be happy." very creepy, twin unison.

"Not going to lie laddies that's a little dark"

"Forgive us." twin unison

"it's fine. let's keep the wedding day happy okay?"

"yes ma'am." Twin unison

The twins work hard prepping me. The dress, the hair, make up. It's so beautiful. These twins are very talented.

I'm escorted throw the long halls of an almost endless home. The home is like a castle. Surprisingly every one in this castle I've past seems to be workers, quiet and respectful.

It's kind of eerie.

There are many rooms that are dark, and empty.

It is very quiet.

My shoes tap down the halls I'm starting to feel very nervous. Marriage to a stranger because I have nothing else. Is this just an act of depression. Will I regret it? Will I be in his bed tonight? There is so many questions. At the same time I want to be closer to him. Something about him just pulls me in. I've never been one to throw myself at someone but I find it hard to stay away from him.

I long to be close to him again. I want to be with him in a way I've never felt.

I hear talking and music behind a large door.

I stand in front of the door. I am doing this. There is no turning back.

I don't even want to. I have nothing to go back to. My life ended yesterday and today I have been given the gift of a new life.

Ming and Mang open the doors. I walk forward on a long red walkway. There are people on both sides but I don't care to look their decision. I don't care who they are. I walk to him. As he waits at the end of the walkway. As I get close he reaches out to me. No red eyes or horns. He it so handsome. Like a prince. Although he is not smiling. He doesn't look happy at all. More like someone stuck in a board meeting.

Does he care for me at all?

We say our vows as instructed by the priest.

We hold hand as we face each other. The rings are given. The I do's are said. There is a very brief kiss.

The ceremony is so cold.

We walk out along the same walkway we entered my arm in his. We walk through the doors to another room. There is no one but us. There are some candles lite. There is a table with one very cool old looking knife, and a very fancy old cup.

I wonder if he will kill me? oh well. I really don't care if he does.

"Elizabeth, this will hurt a little but I need you to do this."

"Tell me what you need Devin. I will do it."

"Fearless are we? "

"I am not afraid of you."

"Good," he smiled picking up the Knife off the small table. I smiled at the sight of his happy face.

"Elizabeth, I need you to consume my blood. As a ceremony of union this ritual is passed down through my family. As I will need to consume yours."

"Can I pick were to cut?" This is kind of kinky I wonder what family member thought this up. I've always had a thing for vampires.

"you continue to supprise me. Um yeah. But I must cut you with my hand and you will have to cut me. "

"Who goes first?"

"you cut first but we drink together"

"I will cut here." I say holding his right hand touching his wrist. "I would like you to cut here." I turn my back to him I rub my fingers over my left shoulder to my neck.

"very well. " he said handling me the knife the knife is very sharp. I rub it against his wrist. As soon as I see the blood I pass him the knife, I wait now. Holding his wrist with both hands. As the cold knife rubs my skin the sting of my skin splitting puts a shiver down my spine. Then the warm blood.

"now drink". he said his mouth by my ear. I place his wrist on my lips. As his lips tuoch my neck. His blood is a very dark red. It surprisingly doesn't taste bad. I close my eyes as I swallow the blood in my mouth. He wraps his other arm around my waist. knife still in hand. He holds be close to his body as he licks the blood from me. Even doing this weird kinky shit it feels so good in his arms. Being held like this. His mouth on my skin it's very sexual, in really enjoying this. His wrist has stopped bleeding for the most part.

I lick his wrist, before letting go with my left hand I gently rub my hand down his arm left arm. I hold his right hand to my chest.

This is really turning me on.

"Devin.." I turn my head to look at him. But he turns my head back with his right hand.

"you don't want to look at me right now. Elizabeth." he said kissing up to my ear.

I am sorry Devin but you are wrong. Your voice sounds so happy right now I really do want to see your face. I turn quickly spinning in his arms. His eyes are the color of his blood. two horns are sticking out of his head.