#so now my new vampire is an english aristocrat who’s hiding in a box while wwii takes place outside

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Thousand Year Old Vampire is such a great game fr. I love creating a little dude and then absolutely wrecking his shit

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The Vampire’s Daughter - Part 1

Well, I was planning on writing this story for a long time ago, so now is where it will begin, I would like to apologize for any mistake you may find here since my english is not of the best, but still thank you very much for reading this piece of mine.

As the title suggests, there won’t be any smut or sexual content, and since this story is going to be a bit large, I am planning on writing it in parts so all of you will slowly getting attached to my protagonist.

Be prepared for the fluffy but also for the tearjerker moments, the tissues box will be truly welcome now lol.

I hope you like this piece of mine.

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It was another rainy night just like the others from the past weeks. The thunders’ sound were  the only thing the poor girl was listening as she was running through the streets of a city without light, It was in the middle of the night when she ran to hide herself from the one chasing after her. The one whom just minutes ago whipped and drained to death her mother’s blood as a ‘devilish punishment’ for not ‘working hard’ as she ‘should do’.

Her feet were not only aching but at that point were also filled by calluses, but the main concern now was where that man… No, where that monster could be now.

There was no safe place for her, not in that time of the night where everything was hard to predict, and the feeling of being lost mixed with the anxiety of not knowing where her ‘hunter’ was. That was truly terrifying to say the least.

When it looked like everything was lost, like by a miracle she found an abandoned house to pass the night, and somehow, she felt that he could be near, but nowhere to be seen, and with that, her tiredness and her aching feet just made everything worse.

Inside the house, there was still a few cloaks that would warm her, but not for too long since that night was freezing due to the snowfall and she would even make a small fire in the house’s fireplace if it wasn’t by the fear of getting caught.

Everything was in a deadly silence to the point the girl could hear the crickets outside, but on the other hand, it only made her fear got worse. She almost fell asleep in one of rooms by laying down on the ground, only to get up as fast as she could when she noticed a couple of footsteps coming from outside to the house she was.

The little girl hidden herself is a kind of wardrobe she found next to the room she was, it was big, but small enough for her to fit there. And in the moment that she closed that door, the footsteps came into the house.

“Are you sure you heard something here?” A deep and lazy sounding voice said, thankfully she heard it good enough to understand it was not her ‘hunter’.

“Yeah, I am sure I did.” Another voice, that was not also her hunter’s one answered. She sighed in relief, only to cover her mouth fearing they would listen to her.

The steps came closer and closer to the wardrobe she was. A small tear ran from her right cheek to her chin as she tried to hold her breath for a second, only for the sound of the door jarring loudly followed by a candle lighting her face made she find out she was finally found.

There was two men in front of her. She was hugging her legs in fear and trying not to cry as they were right there, ready to take her back to her ‘master’. The fear was so intense she barely saw their faces, only for one of them slowly lower his head to match her height.

“Can you get out of there?” He asked, in a calm and tender voice by offering her his hand.

Just then, he could see the girl’s face: Her skin was pale, her golden hair was messy in a loose braid and her eyes were honey-like. He immediately fell for her beautiful face, but the concern about who she could be was far bigger than any other thing now.

Slowly and with her hands shaking in fear, the girl took the man’s hand and got out of the wardrobe, with her head low so she could not see their faces.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” The man asked again, while the other one was a few footsteps behind them, looking the scene in silence.

“Slave.” She said in a voice that almost sounded like a whisper, but still she was heard, although it made the man close to her raise his eyebrows in confusion.

“My name is Slave.”

The second time she said that made both get surprised. He looked at her from her head to toes, getting specially shocked when he saw that her feet were not only blue from the cold, but also completely barefoot, with that he gently petted her head, which made her look at him, showing no intents of harm or scaring her.

The man who was talking to her so tenderly also had golden hair and eyes that almost matched hers. He obviously was an aristocrat or something of the kind just like the other man in the room.

“We are not going to harm you, I promise.” He said, in the same height as her by taking support by kneeling one of his legs.

“Who are you?” She asked, still confused.

“Oh, I am sorry I didn’t introduce myself.” He said, with a smile.

“I am Le Comte of Saint-Germain.” He said, then pointing at the man behind him. “And this scary man right there is…”

“Leonardo.” The man behind said in a lazy tone as if he was sleepy somehow.

“I am sorry we met each other like this, but I will take you to my home and we can talk better there, right?” He said, tried to gain her trust.

“I can’t do this.” She said, with tears ready to fall from her eyes.

“Don’t cry ma chérie, you will be treated like a princess and no one is going to harm you.”

“You promise?” She asks, looking at him trying not to cry.

“I do.”

Comte took the girl in his arms, lifting her up from the ground, which made her blush in surprise in the same time a huge and warm cape was covering her freezing body, which made the girl shiver in delight for finally getting something warm.

“We can’t bring you home cold like that.” Comte said, taking a small piece of hair lock of her and taking it off from her face.

“Sebas will probably get crazy once he sees her.” Leonardo finally said, with a small grin as they were leaving that empty house, ready to give the girl a new life.

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