Two Worlds; The Collision

Chapter 4

3rd Person Pov- Amari

Amari was annoyed, staring into the eyes of a woman who was begging for her life. She had come to study and understand this strange dimension, but nothing made sense to her. There was a destruction, she had found out, something that happened to the world to destroy it. Those who had managed to make it underground in some way or another were safe from the destruction, but when they were able to come out, the world was wiped anew, and the species were forced to start again from the beginning. There were no electronics, no TV, no running water, no hairdryers, and she hated every bit of it. The vampires here were different, from what she’d understood. Back in her dimension, the vampires simply had whatever eye color they were born with. Her eyes were a rich dark chocolate color, while her husband…well, surely now her ex-husband, since she was almost fully sure he had been killed, his eyes were the same warm amber-hue as her son’s. However, these vampires had two different eye colors. A honey-colored hue that indicated the vampire didn’t drink human blood, and a deep crimson red color that indicated the vampires did drink human blood. As if that wasn’t strange enough, she had found that the vampires here were capable of getting pregnant and giving birth. It wasn’t the same cycle as a human, or any other species, it was much harder and took decades in between periods to have a baby, but it was possible. She was slightly jealous, and couldn’t help but touch her stomach, remembering the way long ago how it had felt to be pregnant with Jasper. She wondered if she could be pregnant again, if it was possible now that she was in this dimension, but then she dismissed the idea. If she could, she wouldn’t want it, because surely it would become a horrid creature that turned its back on her like her son Jasper did.

The man who first talked to her did as she wanted when she first came here. He showed her how to get clothes, where to go, and explained to her the layout of the land they were living on. Then she had gotten hungry, and didn’t wait very long to sink her teeth into him. Since then, she’d been traveling slowly at nighttime, unfamiliar grounds making for slow travel. At least the good part of it all was her eyes, how she still kept her chocolate brown hue, and no one suspected her to be a vampire until the very last second. After Amari once more drained the human of her blood, she simply threw her to the side without a care. This land knew about vampires, and she didn’t care to try and hide the evidence of her snack. Of course, she did learn things. Finally, after a year, she had managed to make it to the vampire kingdom. She watched from the distance, surprised at how…together they were. Then she saw the beautiful woman with the pure white hair that they called their queen, the handsome man with the dark brown hair and ocean blue eyes, and she was furious. They weren’t vampires, neither of them were vampires, but yet they were the rulers of the vampire kingdom? It disgusted her, horrified her, and she had kidnapped a little red-eyed woman who looked to be twenty but could be much older, and dragged her away.

Once Amari had finished with her snack of the woman, she went back to the cave she had tied the woman to, using chains made of witch magic that she had found on her journey to the vampire kingdom. As she walked into the cave, she stared at the woman, who was glaring at her in return. “I need to know everything, every single little thing.” Amari simply said, glaring at her. And everything…was what she had received. An overload of information was thrown at Amari as she slowly sliced pieces off of the woman’s fingers, the information coming in between the screams and the begging for mercy. Amari learned that five years ago, the vampire king had been killed by his niece who was the true heir to the throne, despite being a Dhampir. So Amari was wrong, the white-haired woman was a vampire, but half-vampire, half-human. It disgusted her to know a halfbreed even existed, or that they were fairly common here in this dimension. She didn’t know that after she had left her dimension, her son had in fact been turned into a Dhampir himself. She learned the white-haired woman named Thais was mated to a werewolf who was the king. It disgusted her, the idea of a bunch of halfbreeds being rulers, and she was determined to cut them down and replace them. The vampires didn’t realize it yet, but they were in dire need of a true ruler, and that’s what she was going to give them. However, they were strong. The woman she was torturing told her about the alliance. The five kingdoms bonded together, and if she were to try and kill Thais and Jareth, the whole alliance would go against her. She needed help, she needed more, she needed to find allies.

Amari also heard mention of a Moon Goddess and a Moon God, and while she thought it was strange that this particular dimension had a Goddess and a God, she didn’t really question it. She wasn’t born here, they didn’t know her, didn’t see her, and she didn’t care for them either. She didn’t know that they were very much people she knew, people that she had known in another dimension. She didn’t know that the Moon God was indeed her son. She did get the information from the woman about the daylight items, when the sun started to rise and Amari threatened to throw her into the sunlight. The woman told her about the items, how they were made for each vampire and how they held the soul the vampires were born without. Amari knew that meant there would be no point in stealing this woman’s necklace, because it wouldn’t work for her. She did not doubt that there was no such item for her, and even if there was, she’d never earn it with how evil she was in comparison to the goodness they wanted. Amari was pleased, however, to hear there was a group of vampires that had left the kingdom five years ago because they didn’t get their item. A group of vampires that couldn’t stand Queen Thais, and were roaming around. Amari knew she needed to find those vampires and join them with her, add more to the cause, to take back her title of Queen.

Once the woman was finally dead, Amari waited till the sun lowered once more, all the time thinking. In this dimension, she could be anywhere, any time. She didn’t know that this earth was her old earth hundreds of thousands of years after the time she had lived on it. She didn’t know that her son had become the king and died when it was his time, that he had become the Moon God as per his sacrifice to Selene, the previous Moon Goddess. She didn’t know that she had been teleported to a different dimension, a different time, and she certainly didn’t know what was coming for her. All she cared about was what she wanted, and what she wanted was to be Queen of the vampires once more. She spared no care for the world she used to live in, and after a year of traveling in this strange dimension, she was ready to finally settle down in her rightful place on the throne. To destroy the alliance, to stand tall with the vampires, and to show them what a feist really tasted like.

Once darkness fell once more, Amari left the cave and traveled from town to town, searching for the word of a group of vampires, pretending she was a human. She blended in easily enough with her eyes, no one suspected her to be a vampire herself. Her cover story was that her sister had been taken by a group of vampires to be used as a blood bag. She had heard rumors of what a blood bag was and she quite liked the idea of it, having a human that adored her and followed her around, a human only she could drink from. The townspeople took pity on her and informed her time and time again that her supposed sister was probably dead or lost, but eventually, someone had information for her. It took almost a month of traveling from town to town, but once she heard a word of where someone thought the group of vampires could be, it didn’t take long for her to find them. The vampires were scared, and Amari found that some of them were considering trying to go back to the vampire kingdom to beg for forgiveness. For a week, Amari watched the group of vampires from afar, and she was horrified by what she saw. They bickered with each other, they fought with each other, and none of them had blood bags. The fact that they had the ability to make a human slave but never tried to, appalled her. Amari had humans feed on her and she fed on them before, but nothing came from it. It was another feature this dimension had that she didn’t have in her old one, and she was frustrated that such an amazing ability was going extinct.

The vampires were a group of twenty, and they all looked to be twenty years old. It was the theme here, and another reason she blended in so well. Amari herself would always look to be sixteen or seventeen, another reason she was never seen as a vampire because here, vampires aged until they turned twenty, then they were stuck in the body of a twenty-year-old for the rest of their lives. Amari was starting to wonder if she’d be able to lead these vampires here, but she stuck her foot down and frowned at herself, frustrated she allowed herself even a moment of worry. Amari went to the vampires, and they were startled to see a little girl staring at them without fear. However, the fact of the matter still stood, that, even in this dimension…Amari was strong. She still had all of the essences she had collected so long ago from the daughters each time, and none of these vampires did. All in all, Amari was still, in fact, the strongest vampire in the land, if not simply because of the essence she had received from the Moon Goddess’s daughter each and every time she had drunk from her in the past. The vampires found this out very fast when they tried to fight with her, to take her down and drink from her. The strength, the teeth, the fact that she was a vampire…they were stumped and unsure what to make of this young-looking vampire so different from anything they'd ever known. And then, Amari had an idea. She called herself their own personal Goddess, claiming to be the Goddess of the vampires, and they all simply believed her. They fell to their knees in front of her and bowed to her, accepting her title and her lead, and all Amari could do was throw her hands in the air and laugh.

From then on, Amari was the leader of this rag-tag group of vampires, and showed them just how much she wanted them to be bad. Within a few weeks, each vampire was sporting their own blood bag following behind them with a dull look in their eyes, and while Amari herself tried to make her own blood bag but didn’t succeed, it didn’t really matter to her. She left dead humans in her wake, left and right, and she danced in the blood, in the death, and with those who followed her with a blind love for her, truly thinking she was their Goddess. Despite this, of course, she knew it wasn’t enough. She needed more, a bigger group, more to love her, more to worship her, more to help her so she could become the next Queen. It was then…that she heard a rumor about another group that wasn’t very much liked by the others. She heard of a man who had been banished, and those who followed after him.

So, together, in the dark of the night, she and her hoard of vampires made their way to the town located near the Dragon kingdom. They didn’t want to be found, because, at the same time, they heard of the assassins, a group made up of different species that went around the land to take down those who went against the alliance. Amari laughed at how silly it seemed, but at the same time, she didn’t want to be discovered. So she left the trail of dead humans scattered around the vampire kingdom, and became more careful in her trek through the land to the dragon kingdom. Amari left her vampires in a cave close by, making them wait for her as she quietly walked into town. It was dark, but it was a big trade town and always full of activity. Amari, despite her displeasure over the lack of everything she loved from her electronic dimension, was in love with the older medieval-type fashion and wore it proudly, the dresses gorgeous on her smooth midnight colored skin, her hair perfectly poised on her head, and the fact that she could walk around with an umbrella and not be criticized appeased her. She made her way to the docks where the man she was looking for was rumored to be working, and waited. Sure enough, she spotted him.

The man immediately took her fancy. He was beautiful, his face had a foreign look to it, like a creature of immense beauty. Just as much as a human would describe a vampire to look like a porcelain doll, this man was made fairly close to the same, but an alien-like hint to him that made her want to know more, so much more. He had black hair, beautiful and straight. It was short, resting against his forehead, his bangs falling into his green eyes, and as he turned to look at her, brushing his hair out of his eyes with a few flickers of sweat beading down his forehead, Amari knew that she was already attracted to him. “Hello, are you lost? Can I help you, ma’am?” He asked, his voice deep as he stopped what he was doing to look at her.

She smiled at him, holding out her hand to him as he instantly took it and pressed his lips against it, treating her like the royalty she was dressed as, as the royalty she was. “Is your name Rhett? I have come to have a discussion with you, if you have some time to step away…I believe you’ll like what I have to say.”