Her name was Trinity, and nothing in her life made any sense to her. She was alone yet surrounded by people, well kinda. They weren't really humans and yet they were the closest thing to family, even though she wished they weren't.
She was 17 years old and her birthday was just a week away, and she didn't know how dramatically that would change her life. Her hair was a deep brown, almost like chocolate and she was so thin that others often thought that she was anorexic or something, but the truth of it was she hardly ever got the chance to eat much of anything. Her family always seemed to eat their fill and leave her with barely anything but table scraps. Her face was exceptionally beautiful, gorgeous hazel eyes that changed colors by the day, no one could deny that she was beautiful, but on most days she couldn't stand to see herself in the mirror.
She had been living in this house of hell for almost 10 years, and she often wondered why she couldn't just die to get away from the pain. When Trinity's parents died at when she was 8, her and her brother were sent to live with her uncle. They lived in a small town where almost everyday it rained or at the very least was clouded over. He was kind enough, at first, that was until Jason changed. That was about a year later.
When Trinity turned 9 was when she realized that life would be hell for her until she could get away from this place. She soon learned that her "family" was now a coven of the undead, vampires to be exact. She lived among her uncle who was the leader of the coven, her brother who was his second in command since he was 16, a year after he was changed, and a coven ranging from 5 to 8 more males ranging from visual age of 18 to 25, her uncle being the eldest looking a mere 30. She was quiet and tried to stay out of their way with little success. Any new male that was inducted into the coven was taught quickly that she wasn't food, but a treat saved for only the men who did their best, and a slave in which she had to do any thing and everything that any of them had asked.
Her blood was the rarest of blood types and thus, combined with her scent drove male vampires wild. Just because they had bit her, didn't mean that she would change, she would have to be married off to a suitable suitor, and he would have the challenge and honor to change her by giving her his blood after he indulged one last time on her sweet blood.
Her main assignment was to cater to the whims of her uncle Valerius. She was to do his bidding before anyone else's and cater to his needs first. Her brother never paid her much attention after his change and didn't need the treat of her sweet blood to encourage him. He tended to leave her alone and ignore her presence. Other males however were often encouraged to perform their duties with more tenacity with the temptation of having her as a treat, or sometimes with trusted males, her as their personal servant for a day or more. Within Valerius's home their was one rule that was to be honored above all others, no one was to take away Trinity's innocence. They could do anything else that they wished, but never, ever take away her innocence. No one had ever even attempted to do such an unspeakable betrayal in his home. They could ogle her body and order her to perform chores in scantily clad outfits, but never to rob her of what her uncle deemed so important.
With all the humiliation and torture she went through daily, she waited for the day that a weak male would behave so unruly and rob her of the last thing she held dear. She was beaten daily by her uncle and certain males that she catered to frequently, but at least she always had her innocence.
As she walked down the long hallway to her uncle's throne room, Trinity could hear her uncle praising one of the males for a job well done. She walked to the large double doors, took in a deep breath and steadied herself before knocking almost inaudibly on the giant doors.
"Trinity, my dear, please come in!" Her uncle was only nice to her, now, when a male was getting his reward. "You remember Damon, right? He has been doing such a phenomenal job lately he was granted any request, within limits and can you imagine what he asked for my sweet?"
"No Master Valerius, but is there anything that I can be of service for?" She knew all well that she was somehow involved, however she had learned through those last ten years not to get smart or show any disrespect to her uncle or any of the males in the coven.
"Well my dear, he in fact asked for 3 things, which normally you know I am not that generous, but because Damon has done such an exceptional job for the last 3 years and especially lately, with the increased number of werewolves being exterminated I allowed him his 3 desires."
"Yes Master Valerius, how can I be of assistance in his desires?" Her skin chilled at the thought of that. She knew how he was, he wanted nothing more than to rob her of the last thing she held dear, and to think that her uncle might allow that was scaring her. He had almost succeeded one night around 3 years ago, when she was only 15, but her screams were loud enough to call attention to the situation that Valerius had to investigate, for he wouldn't have gotten any sleep that night. Valerius had found Trinity pinned below Damon crying uncontrollably, and had immediately thrown Damon against the wall. That was his one and only rule that he held dear, and Damon could not control himself. However, after severe punishment, he was allowed the services of Trinity again, with the threat of starvation and death if he even thought it again.
"Well, dear, his first request should not surprise you at all, he wants to taste you sweet blood again."
"Yes Master Valerius." She knew that was what most of the vampires desired, especially their for their first reward, because they had heard stories of how sweet it truly was. It was a common request that he almost always agreed to and thus she was used to the pain and embarrassment that followed.
"His second request was that you would be his servant, personally, for 2 full days and 1 full night. I was very nervous to agree to that, but he promises that nothing would happen, and so I agreed with the condition that you and he stayed in the room next to mine."
"Yes Master Valerius, if you believe that I should, I will." Trinity was beyond scared at that point, but at least she would be in close proximity of her uncle and he would not allow anything to happen.
"And finally my dear, since your 18th birthday is rapidly approaching, he surprised me with an unusual request that I could not deny. He asked to be considered as a suitable mate for you. He has been the first male to bring it up and I have forgotten all about that. So he is the first suitor that you have, aren't you excited. A marriage might just be well on the way."
That final request made Trinity's heart sink. He was the last male in the house that she would want as her mate. There was no male in the house that she particularly wanted or cared for, but some were nicer and more caring than him. Her head hung low and she nodded, a slight tear falling from her eye. "Yes Master Valerius, as you wish."
"Splendid, well on with his first request, and you can begin his second today also. I will have Margareta cover for you in my duties."
"Yes Master Valerius." Her voice was quiet, slightly above a whisper, she moved slowly in front of Damon, and kneeled. All requests for her blood had to be done in front of Valerius in order to prevent an accidental draining. Some vampires just couldn't control themselves when it came to her blood. She held out her wrist to him and he didn't seem to notice. He knelt down next to her and tilted her head to the side. Before biting Damon looked for approval to Valerius, he nodded and smiled. A bite to the neck was more intimate, a sign of affection and desire, whereas the wrist was common and used more frequently, that was all Trinity knew. She had never been bit on her neck before and it scared her to be that close to him.
His huge form dwarfed her, his face came close to her neck and he breathed in her sweet scent. He kissed her neck softly which sent shivers down her spine. He bit down hard, causing her to yelp in pain. She leaned into him uncontrollably for support as her sweet blood filled his mouth. He took more than she was used to but, her uncle didn't have to stop him. After he greedily took mouthful after mouthful he pulled away gently kissing and licking the soft skin he just scarred. Trinity was too weak to stand after that and had to lean again Damon for support, he wrapped his arms around her gently and looked at Valerius for his response.
"Sir, I was a little greedy today and for that I apologize to you. I would be honored to take her up stairs to our room and tend to her while she recuperates." Damon said still kneeling.
"If you don't mind that she is so weak, I permit you to take her with you. Do not do anything foolish Damon. I will kill you before I allow you to marry her if something goes wrong."
"Yes, sir, I understand completely." Damon nodded and carried trinity upstairs smiling.