The Vampire's Heir

The next Rising Story! Stories to read in order if you would like: The Vampire's Heir Starting Over The King's Hybrid Slave Like Mafia? Check out this series!: A Gift of Innocence My Protector Survivor Mafia King's Daughter Another Mafia series that has overlapping characters to the above series: The Ransom The Assassin's Weakness DISCLAIMER: This is my own work. If it sounds like any other story that was just a coincidence. All the characters are fictional, the story is fictional. This is not based on any true events. This story is for entertainment purposes only and any plagiarism will be dealt with accordingly. WARNING: This story contains situations that could be difficult for some readers. There will be violence and death and adult content. This story should NOT be read by anyone under the age of 18. This is for mature 18+ Thumbnail originals are by Pexels at Pixabay.com Leave comments and vote! I love to hear what you think and gives me joy knowing that others enjoy reading what I write. A BIG THANK YOU to all for reading this story! ENJOY! --- Azariah's ( Az-uh-ry-uh) POV: My stomach has been growling for the last hour but I really needed to get through all of these cases. This sometimes takes up so much of my time I don't always have time to eat when I need to. Some just don't understand why I don't have time for their piddly little problems but it really is a lot of work to be the Vampire King. Everything that goes on in our world I have to tend to. I have to make the decisions on everything and if there's a problem, I have to find the solution. The bulk of it is when a vampire gets caught feeding in public or our existence gets leaked to the rest of the world. I then have to go there and clean up the mess and then deal with the vampire who caused it. They then have to wait in my dungeon until I can deal with them. Depending on what happens will determine if they get to continue living their forever life or if I send them off to Hell and then the Demon King can deal with them. Regardless of the supernatural, we all have rules to abide by and the most important one of them all is keeping the knowledge of the supernaturals a secret from the normal people. Yes, all of them you have ever heard about do exist but we really don't mingle together. What they do in their territories is up to their king. We only share the one rule between us all. All of us vampires are destined to go to Hell if we were to perish. It wasn't always like that but since all of us at the beginning of time were nothing but blood-sucking killers, it was determined by the two higher powers, Hell and Heaven, to just send us to Hell. All the supernaturals go to a specific place if we were to be taken from this earth. Werewolves go with the moon goddess unless they turned to the dark side. Then they go with us to Hell. Any of the supernaturals actually, can be sent to Hell. Except, of course, Angels. They only live in Heaven and you only see them after the death of a human. They will either take the human to Hell or Heaven depending on the human's soul. There are witches as well but those live with the humans and abide by the human law including in death. Most of the mythical creatures went extinct thousands of years ago, long before my time but that doesn't mean they didn't exist. Unicorns and dragons to name a few. My family line had one of the last dragons for a long time. The creatures were killed out because of power. Dragons were used in battle and were highly targeted in order to weaken the enemy. Unicorns had healing powers. Depending on how you obtained the healing power would determine if the unicorn was killed. The blood had healing powers which would then mix with your blood and give you healing abilities for the rest of your time on earth. Unfortunately, this required a lot of the unicorn's blood which in turn, killed the unicorn. If you needed just to heal an area like a flesh wound, getting shavings from the horn and making a paste would do the job and let the creature live. The other thing that killed the unicorn was the removal of the horn which most did because they wanted to heal their army and the blood wouldn't be enough for that many to heal at one time. I've only ever heard of a few that used the blood of a unicorn. That gets passed down through birth but as time went by, it started to skip generations. Sometimes the healing skipped several generations before it appeared again. Most of us supernaturals have our own healing abilities. Us vampires of course do, the werewolves and demons. Angles are different, they are indestructible and can't be harmed because of who they are. Witches, trolls, and goblins to name a few, do not have healing abilities and were the ones mostly going after the unicorns. Humans at the time did as well but have since then forgotten about their true existence. They have lost the facts so much that their stories are nowhere near the truth anymore. Damn my stomach! Now I'm feeling the weakness from lack of food. I really need to get something to eat. Not drinking doesn't kill a vampire, we will still live forever without it but it will make us very weak and easier to kill. Something a vampire never wants to ever have happen. "Bring me lunch!" I said forcefully into the phone at my desk. Not too long after and there was a knock at my door. I already knew who it was because I could smell the blood of fear along with hearing the quickened heartbeat. "Enter!" I yelled to the other side of the door. One of my fellow vampires walked in, holding a man probably in his thirties with his arms behind his back. "You know I prefer younger." I snapped at the vampire. Age makes a difference in how their blood tastes. You get two young though and the blood will be filled with poison and will actually make you sick. The poison of the blood starts to go away during puberty so depending on the human determines when it is safe to eat. The poison won't kill you, just make you feel like you are on your deathbed for weeks. One way, I guess, to keep vampires and other blood-sucking creatures away from the young. The blood is sweeter when they are younger and most sweet when they are a virgin. This guy is far from being a virgin and he isn't young enough to have that certain sweet flavor that I prefer. They start getting into their elderly years and the blood gets sour and bitter. It's all that damn medicine those weak humans think they need to have to stay alive longer. "I know your majesty but he was the easiest one to nab for you without anyone seeing. You really need to start holding some in your dungeon for your cravings in the middle of the day." He told me and pushed the human towards me. He was shaking and mumbling nonsense to himself. I think maybe he was praying as if he knew what I was and what I was going to do to him. Of course, he knew I wasn't human. My red eyes full of hunger gave me away. I shot at him in a blink of an eye and grabbed his head and pushed it down. Allowing me to sink my fangs into the veins of his neck. He cried out in pain as the stinging of my fangs and venom in my saliva, to keep his blood flowing, surged through his body. Our saliva also allows us to heal the wound to cover our tracks. Dead or alive, the wound will heal with no scars or indication of what had happened. He tensed up as the blood started to drain from him. The initial gush of blood slowed down as the heart started to slow and the amount of blood started to disappear. I pulled away suddenly at the sound of someone barging into my office. The remaining blood of my human spilled out of his neck and onto his clothing. "Dammit Clayton! Look what you made me do!" I said as I shoved the dead wasted human to the floor. "Now the blood is cold" I complained more to him. "Sorry, Sir. But this is important!" Clayton replied to me. "So important that you had to ruin my lunch?" I snapped at him and took a piece of cloth out of my pocket and wiped my mouth free of the remaining blood. "Yes, it is." He told me with a devilish grin. Clayton came to me back in 1914. He was a newborn. Meaning he was newly created. Those are hard to control in the first year of vampire life but he showed promise. He kept it together for only being a three-month-old vampire. Now he was an adult, I don't mean an infant. Babies can't be vampires, it will kill them. The younger the human the weaker they are and they can't handle the venom during the transition and it kills them. I'm referring to the ones that are turned by another vampire. Now there are ones that are born a vampire baby. Those are rare. I'm one of them and I was born in 1809 and as far as I know, there hasn't been one since. I walk over to my desk and sit down in my chair and put away the files that I was going through. Clayton sat down across from me with the biggest grin ever. Smiling, what's the point? It's a waste of valuable energy. "You won't believe what I found!" He said in a high-pitched voice as if he was going to jump from that chair and leap around the room. "For Devil's sake! What?" I shouted at him. "One exists!" He said again as he really started to test my patience. "I'm going to rip your head off if you don't tell me now!" I yelled at him. "A human to give you an heir!" My eyes widened the moment he said it. "That's impossible. There hasn't been one of those since my mother." I told him as I leaned back and crossed my arms in disbelief. "Trust me, Sir. I found one." He insisted. "Fine. Take me to her." I told him in disbelief but wanted to know for sure, and to get him off of my back because I know he won't let it go. If she's real I have to lay my eyes on her and see for myself. I don't know all the rules for this to happen but I know it is rare enough that it almost never happens. I grab my daytime clothing to shield myself from the sun and we head out in our car with limo black tinted windows. He gives the driver the address and we head out. It takes us about four hours to get to the location. "Where are you taking me?" I asked him when I notice that we pull up to a school. "Just wait." He told me. About 20 minutes go by and the school lets out and kids start running out of the building. I sit there and watch, waiting for him to tell me. "There! She's right there!" He suddenly shouts and points. "The one with sandy blonde hair with the white sundress on and her long spiral curl hair in a ponytail." He said. "Her? Is this a joke?" I say almost getting angry with him. I'm about ready to tell the driver to just take me back to my mansion when Clayton stops me. "No, it's not." He snapped at me. "Clay, she's what 13 years old! She's a child! I can't impregnate a child!" I almost yell at him. "How do you know that is her?" I ask him again and look over at her. "Because I happen to be sitting in my car with the windows cracked as I took notes on that rogue vampire. I was about a hundred feet from her and smelled her. She recently started her period Sir and I smelled it. I smelled it in her blood." He told me and I looked at him almost in shock. "But she's a child. This can't be right. This occurrence never happens with a child." I told him almost feeling disgusted with myself. "Sir, she won't be a child when the conditions are just right." He told me and the sides of my lips raised into a smirk. The only kind of smile I ever do. "Tell me more. I want to know how this works and when." I ordered him. Just the thought of being able to have an heir to take over my throne was almost more than I could be patient for. "You have to impregnate her and mark her at the same time during a solar eclipse on Friday the 13th during a blue moon month. This will happen in five years." He told me but I knew there was more. "It can't be that easy. There's more to this that you haven't said." "There is. She has to be pure as in, still a virgin." He told me. "Well Hell, that isn't that hard. Just grab her tonight in bed and we will lock her in one of the dungeons until it's time." I said to him and waved my hand in the direction that she walked. "That won't work." He told me and I glared at him. "Why?" I snapped. "Because. She has to be willing to have s*x with you. You force it and the pregnancy won't survive if it even takes hold to start with. Rape will taint her purity." He told me and I looked back over in the direction that she was walking. "Fine. Then you need to watch her. Make sure she doesn't give it up to anyone, not even a s*x toy! You will be responsible for her for the next five years. You will then bring her to my mansion early enough for me to earn her trust and make her lust over me or fall in love with me, whichever happens first." I told him in a stern authority-stricken voice. "Yes Sir." He responded back to me. "Oh, and Clayton?" I started off. "Yes?" "You fail, and I personally will send you to Hell." I threatened him. He nodded his head and I gave the order to the driver to take us back to the mansion. The idea of having an heir was the most exciting and important thing ever for me to do in my life while I was on this earth. The problem with this was, that any vampire can impregnate her on that day, not just me. If Clayton could smell it in her blood then any vampire could. He better be successful because this moon cycle is lucky to happen after 200 years let alone for the female to be in prime condition. I myself am over 200 years old and my father who was also a vampire baby was already over 600 years old by the time I was born. If I don't get this girl pregnant when I need to, who knows how long I will have to wait for this to happen again.