“Oh come now. There is no need for such ceremony between us” Damianus said with a smile then as if he just remembered something, he clicked his fingers “Oh, get up, get up”They all stood.“Thank you, Origin leader,” Michael said and they all echoed the same thing.“That is such a mouthful, don’t you think?” he said with his eyes on the leader, who looked back at him incomprehensively.“The title, I mean” Damianus clarified “Damianus”“No, I am not…oh” Michael looked at him as comprehension dawned “You are Damianus”“Yes, the name I was born with. Let us dispense with the formalities and I will take the liberty of calling you, Michael. Is that fine?”“Of course, Or… erm, Damianus,” he said, the strange name sounding awkward to his ears as he pronounced it.Damianus tilted his head as if considering something “Listening to you call the name made it seem like it is a mouthful too” he smiled before turning towards the young vampires who were rude to him earlier.The smile on his face was
A knock sounded on the office door and one of the elders close to the door stood up to enquire who was there so he could know if he should send them on their way if it was not something important. He wondered who it was as it was common knowledge that no one was supposed to disturb the leader when he was in session with the elders.“Yes?” he said as he opened the door to a young lady standing outside the door with her hands raised to knock on the door again.She wiped her hands nervously on her apron when the elder glared at her.“Oh, I am sorry for the interruption, elder. The leader said I should inform him when we are done so I…”“What about?” the man cut her off.“It's okay, Aaron” Michael called from his seat “I told her to knock when they are through. Let her come in ” Aaron nodded and went back to his seat “Is it ready then, Solara?”“Yes, leader,” the lady said with a slight bow.“Excellent,” he said with a smile then looked over at Damianus “My leader, refreshments are ready.
“Hmm,” Damianus said in thought, as he rubbed his finger on his upper lip “So, what you are saying is that I will have to be part of a kind of society to be fully immersed in the way they…you do things in this new world”The elders hummed in agreement.“I would suggest you start by enrolling in high school, leader” Sky, the youngest of the elders suggested. His black hoodie gave his lean body a much younger look and no one could have easily detected that despite his youthful look, he was over two hundred years too. His mischievousness could be detected in his twinkling eyes though and a smile touched Damianus' lips as he looked straight at him “What is this high school of yours?”Sky proceeded to explain to him how it was the middle school needed to gain admission into a college.“And what is a collage?” Damianus asked as he thought of what he had read in The Book. The Book only mentioned a university and as it explained it was similar to the academy of transition back in the world
“A pretentious Asshole” Aaron snorted at Damianus' question.“Aaron” Michael called in a warning.“I am sorry, my leader” Aaron said in apology and he turned away to look out the window. One could see that the mere mention of the Unclan angered him and Damianus wondered why that was the case.“Aaron here is a stickler for rules, as I am sure you must have noticed,” Michael said to Damianus with a smile “And the Unclan is the opposite of that” he explained.“Oh?” Damianus said with a smile as he leaned back in his chair to listen. “That term is what we use generally for a group of vampires that had chosen not to live the conservative lowkey life. They are everywhere in Santa Eyre and all over the world now. They engage in politics and make friends freely with humans. Throw lavish parties” Michael sighed “All in all, they found it inelegant and out-of-character that we would choose to live in seclusion like this” he smiled slightly “One even said to my face that I was a coward for sug
Damianus had such an enjoyable time exploring the flourishing city of Santa Eyre. The more he looked around, the more difference he could detect about this world and that which he was used to. The World of Origins had everything over this one when it comes to the supernaturals but they could learn a lot from this world when it came to architectural brilliance and many other inventions that he couldn’t even begin to understand.“All in good time though,” he said to himself as he mused about the people whom he already met and the new name he was advised to take.Damien. He sounded it out and it didn’t sound too bad. Though it sounded strange to his ears, he knew that he would get used to it as time went on.Damien. Damien of the Human world. He could see the humour in the situation after all. When in the world of the origins, he was Damianus but here in the world of humans and their beautiful people who seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere; he would be Damien, a nobody to most of t
After laughing for a while, the guy pinned a glare on him “Okay, loser. That is enough entertainment for the day. Get your poor face out of here now before you make me lose my job”He said dismissively and he turned to join his partner who was checking people’s invitation cards at the entrance. A red haze coloured Damianus' vision and he felt like snapping the guard’s burly neck as he followed him. His master’s warning rang clear in his mind though and he gritted his teeth before saying in the most pleasant tone he could summon “I am not…”The guard swung the baton in his hand behind him without looking back to see where it would hit him. Damianus who never thought that was a possibility reacted late. Even though the baton missed his head, it cracked against his shoulder.The pain was nothing to Damianus but the humiliation was. That would be the first time anyone would strike him, not even his master had ever done that. He felt a primal urge to sink his fangs into the bastard’s neck
“Michael, he is not here yet,” Mathew said with a sigh into the phone.He listened for a while to what his brother was saying on the other end and he shook his head while adjusting his horn-rimmed glasses. “You know I didn’t want to come but you made me. I would do anything for the clan but you know I don’t like being around this many people. Now the person I came here for is not even here”He stepped back into the corridor of the entrance where he stood to dodge the strobing lights of reporters.“Can I just come back and wait for him over there? He might not even be interested in coming over again and he is probably on his way back home”He paused as he listened to what Michael was saying on the other end. “I should look for him? My God, do you know how ridiculously big this place is? I have no idea how many entrances led to this place and the main area is flooded with reporters now. I…”He paused and stepped aside to let someone pass into the hotel. He nodded toward the person and t
Damianus wondered when this humiliation would end as he looked back to see three lavishly dressed young men strolling towards them. The one in the lead seemed to be their leader as two others followed him behind.The leader was all dressed in Hermes customised clothing, Oxford's high-polished shoes and a pricey Patek-Phillipe watch that was well on display as he had his hands in his pockets.His followers were dressed in Louis Vuitton products as none of them dared dress fancier than the heir of the Bentall Business Empire, Ashton Bentall.Ashton gave Damianus a distasteful look without acknowledging the manager’s greeting. The person who spoke before was the boy to the left. He still had a grin on his face as he sized up Damianus. Damianus was truly at a disadvantage standing beside these rich kids. Not only was his old-fashioned clothing so dowdy beside their luxurious, high-brand wear. It was nothing to write home about and they have never set their eyes on such type of old-schoo