her face as she gave Esther a pleading
look. Ester had sensed it, though. The little trace of doubt as she spoke her
words.
“You don’t know what you are?” She asked, genuinely
intrigued by this strange girl.
“I—I swear to you, I am human,” She said once more, looking
down.
The crowd of people continued to sway behind them and they
could both feel the beat of the music in their feet as it bumped loudly into
the club. The lights flashed around them, and in the midst of the flickers of
fear she saw a flicker of something else on the woman’s face. Relief, she
realized, and she felt the woman suddenly relax.
“You are lying, you know you are different. You know you are
not human. But why the sudden change in attitude? You seem to have calmed
down,” Esther said quietly in the girl’s ear.
“You aren’t going to hurt me,” She replied quietly.
“And what would make you believe that?” Ester asked.
“I—I saw it,” She replied, her voice cracking as she
admitted something she had never admitted before.
Esther pulled back and looked at the girl right in her eyes.
A Seer? But no one had seen a Seer in over a century. They had been hunted,
along with the Witches, and the last of their line had been burned at the
stake. She had been there, at the trial, when the last of the Seer was burned.
She had only been a child at the time, but her line was eradicated completely.
Yet, here this woman was, standing before her, with the
ability to see the future. She bit her lip, her excitement growing. There were
legends of the different powers of the Seer, and also legends on what a Seer
could become if she mixed with some other supernatural being. As she recalled
the different mixes, the girl suddenly sucked in her breath, gasping.
“No, I don’t want to become a Vampire,” She said
desperately.
Esther smiled as the girl once again saw what was to come.
She licked her lips greedily as she studied the girl before her. She just hoped
that she would be able to survive the transformation.
She reached out, pinching the nerve in the girl’s shoulder
as she slumped over, and then carried her with ease, swiftly out of the club
and down the road. When she reached her car, she popped the trunk, placing the
unconscious girl gently inside.
“I don’t actually care if you want to become a Vampire or
not, little Seer. I am going to turn you regardless. Best not to fight,” She
whispered.
She then closed the trunk and got behind the wheel, beginning
her journey home where the Seer would become hers.
Chapter 2
Esther paced in the living room of her mansion, waiting for
sounds from the unconscious Seer upstairs.
A Seer, she had found a Seer. She couldn’t believe her luck
as she paced, a wicked smile on her face.
The girl was pretty, too. And smart, from what Esther had
gathered. She had been dressed conservatively for the club, and Esther had been
able to smell the slightest hint of ink and paper from her fingertips.
Esther figured she was a college student, probably pressured
by her friends to go out to the club. Her reluctance to go out that night had
been accurate in more ways than one, Esther mused as she licked her lips.
She continued to pace across her living room, circling her
large, white sofa and loveseat that filled the room. She was anxious, a feeling
she hadn’t felt in decades, and she could almost see the path she was carving
out in her white, cashmere area rug.
She sighed, moving over to the white table that faced the
wall of windows, and took a seat. She looked out over the dark sea, the starlit
night sky reflecting in the shifting waters. It was so dark that she couldn’t
tell where the sky ended and the ocean began.
She opened the laptop that was on the desk, waiting for it
to awaken impatiently. She then searched the web for anything and everything
she could find on Seers, but to no avail. The real thing had died out so long
ago that the internet was full of myths and legends, as well as
look. Ester had sensed it, though. The little trace of doubt as she spoke her
words.
“You don’t know what you are?” She asked, genuinely
intrigued by this strange girl.
“I—I swear to you, I am human,” She said once more, looking
down.
The crowd of people continued to sway behind them and they
could both feel the beat of the music in their feet as it bumped loudly into
the club. The lights flashed around them, and in the midst of the flickers of
fear she saw a flicker of something else on the woman’s face. Relief, she
realized, and she felt the woman suddenly relax.
“You are lying, you know you are different. You know you are
not human. But why the sudden change in attitude? You seem to have calmed
down,” Esther said quietly in the girl’s ear.
“You aren’t going to hurt me,” She replied quietly.
“And what would make you believe that?” Ester asked.
“I—I saw it,” She replied, her voice cracking as she
admitted something she had never admitted before.
Esther pulled back and looked at the girl right in her eyes.
A Seer? But no one had seen a Seer in over a century. They had been hunted,
along with the Witches, and the last of their line had been burned at the
stake. She had been there, at the trial, when the last of the Seer was burned.
She had only been a child at the time, but her line was eradicated completely.
Yet, here this woman was, standing before her, with the
ability to see the future. She bit her lip, her excitement growing. There were
legends of the different powers of the Seer, and also legends on what a Seer
could become if she mixed with some other supernatural being. As she recalled
the different mixes, the girl suddenly sucked in her breath, gasping.
“No, I don’t want to become a Vampire,” She said
desperately.
Esther smiled as the girl once again saw what was to come.
She licked her lips greedily as she studied the girl before her. She just hoped
that she would be able to survive the transformation.
She reached out, pinching the nerve in the girl’s shoulder
as she slumped over, and then carried her with ease, swiftly out of the club
and down the road. When she reached her car, she popped the trunk, placing the
unconscious girl gently inside.
“I don’t actually care if you want to become a Vampire or
not, little Seer. I am going to turn you regardless. Best not to fight,” She
whispered.
She then closed the trunk and got behind the wheel, beginning
her journey home where the Seer would become hers.
Chapter 2
Esther paced in the living room of her mansion, waiting for
sounds from the unconscious Seer upstairs.
A Seer, she had found a Seer. She couldn’t believe her luck
as she paced, a wicked smile on her face.
The girl was pretty, too. And smart, from what Esther had
gathered. She had been dressed conservatively for the club, and Esther had been
able to smell the slightest hint of ink and paper from her fingertips.
Esther figured she was a college student, probably pressured
by her friends to go out to the club. Her reluctance to go out that night had
been accurate in more ways than one, Esther mused as she licked her lips.
She continued to pace across her living room, circling her
large, white sofa and loveseat that filled the room. She was anxious, a feeling
she hadn’t felt in decades, and she could almost see the path she was carving
out in her white, cashmere area rug.
She sighed, moving over to the white table that faced the
wall of windows, and took a seat. She looked out over the dark sea, the starlit
night sky reflecting in the shifting waters. It was so dark that she couldn’t
tell where the sky ended and the ocean began.
She opened the laptop that was on the desk, waiting for it
to awaken impatiently. She then searched the web for anything and everything
she could find on Seers, but to no avail. The real thing had died out so long
ago that the internet was full of myths and legends, as well as
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