THE ORGY CHRONICLES
By Jennifer Likes
Chapter 9
When I came to, I felt rough concrete beneath my head. I slowly opened my
eyes to see the dim light of a torch on the wall beside me. It took me a
moment to realize I was lying on the floor of what looked like a basement of
some sort, but it was so dimly lit I couldn't make out anything but the
rough stone beneath me and the large sandstone blocks making up the walls
that supported the torch. I sat up, surprised that whoever had put me here,
hadn't bothered to tie me up. Still light headed from the ether, I stood up
and tried to further inspect my confines. The place now seemed more like a
dungeon than a basement, but it was still foreign and very unknown to me. I
heard the sound of stone grinding into stone, and I realized there was a
large stone door to my right. A figure of a male appeared in it, but it
wasn't Noelin like I was expecting.
"His Dark Majesty requests your presence." The male, perhaps a year or two
older than me, said."
"His what?" I replied, still confused.
The boy scowled at me. "Don't you know anything? His Dark Majesty! You
know... Noelin?"
"Oh...yeah, whatever. Why does he want to see me?"
The boy's dark eyes widened. "How would I know!? No one EVER pries into
His Dark Majesty's personal affairs!"
"Well," I replied "his ‘personal affairs' concern me, and I want to know."
"You better not act like that around His Dark Majesty! It could get you in
serious trouble!"
The boy spoke with such animosity, it sounded almost as if he'd been
programmed to say the things he said. "I'm sorry...I didn't catch exactly
who you were...or why you were here..." I said.
"I'm Todd. I'm His Dark Majesty's loyal apprentice." Seeing the puzzled
look on my face, he continued. "I run errands for him, take the captives to
him, bring him dinner, do his dry cleaning, etc, etc, etc."
"So you're his lackey."
"Nuh uh! I'm His Dark Majesty's loyal apprentice!" He sounded so whiny it
was now evident why Noelin had picked him to assist him: he was weak.
Noelin would be able to put fear into him with very little effort, and after
that, the boy would be so afraid, he would never fight with anything he
said. "Now come on before His Dark Majesty gets really upset!"
I was lead through a maze of winding stone hallways before entering a large
room, richly decorated with gold and ornate treasures, reminiscent of the
Pharos.
Noelin sat on a spectacular throne, a massive silver crown depicting
vampires brutally attacking mortals sat on his head. At least 15 guards,
obviously vampires, stood in two lines on either side of the throne. Todd
lead me down a plush, black carpet and near to the throne, then bowed down
nearly to the floor at Noelin's feet.
"Your Most Evil Highness, I have obeyed your orders and brought you the
chosen one." He said, still bowing and looking at the floor.
"Wonderful..." Noelin said, and evil smile spreading over his lips. Now
be gone."
"Y-yes.." Todd stammered. "And if I could just say, you're looking quite
evil today, Sir..."
"I said be gone!" Noelin roared. "I don't have the time to listen to try
to ram yourself up my ass!"
Todd cowered in fear and ran from the room.
"You know...I few manners might get you better results." I said, taking a
seat on the carpet.
Noelin stood up, eyes flashing red with rage. "I won't tolerate your
insolent tone! And you WILL remain standing when you are in my presence!"
"Fine, fine." I mumbled arrogantly. "Have it your way, you big baby..."
In a split second Noelin's hand was around my throat. "You are new here.
You don't know what goes on, but you better learn pretty f*cking fast, or I
will erase you from the face of this Earth!" With that, he gave the side of
my face a quick backhand before sending me to the floor, gasping for air.
"Is that perfectly clear?" He growled.
"Crystal." I said, giving him an icy glare.
"Put her in a cell!" He shouted to the guards. "This one could be
trouble."
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"This is ludicrous! Let me go, I've done nothing to you, or your
most evil assh*le!" I cried as two guards shut and locked the door to my
cell.
"Your constant yelling and stuborness are becoming tiresome, I
suggest you refrain before Noelin enforces his threat." A guard snapped
before turning and heading up a set of spiral stairs.
I sighed and looked around the cell. Obviously if I didn't learn to
control my outbursts, I was going to be here for a while. It was a dark,
dingy cell with a bench and bars on a wall to my right as well as the door
the guard had just locked. As I examined the bars to my right, I realized
it wasn't a wall, but another cell. I looked into it and saw Amir slumped
against a wall opposite the bars, chains on his wrists and ankles, his head
down, eyes closed.
"Amir!" I cried, rushing against the bars.
His head snapped up and he squinted into the darkness of my cell.
"Jennifer, thank God!" he said, rushing to come to the bars separating the
cells, but getting yanked back by the chains. "We thought that Noelin...
that they..." He trailed off.
"I don't understand, Mir, what do they want, what did we do? He
said something about being a king or god or something..."
Amir held up his hand to stop my rush of questions. "It's a long
story."
"Well," I said looking around, "we've got plenty of time!"
He sighed and settled back against the wall he was chained to.
"Noelin is the oldest known living vampire, therefore, he decided several
hundred years ago that he was to be god of all vampires. No one could fight
him, because he was so much older, he had more strength, more control over
his powers."
"But I thought the powers only would only come to you under certain
circumstances, like when I broke the sword at Nicole's neck." I asked
questioningly.
Amir shook his head. "No, only some vampires, like Noelin, have a
gift to be able to use them as they please. You have that gift, Jennifer."
"But Jay told me..."
"Jay spent a long time in this place, with Noelin." Amir said,
gesturing the our confines. "He's scared sh*tless that if you knew you
could control those powers that you would obliterate us all."
My head spun with the new knowledge. "You should all know me better
than that, I wouldn't..." I rubbed my temples. "How many vampires have
this... ability?" I questioned.
"Too few." Amir replied gravely. "Noelin keeps such a very careful
eye on those who do, he never lets them work with their powers for fear they
will become more powerful than him and overthrow his leadership."
"How do you know all this? And Jay, you said he stayed here? What
is 'here'? I don't understand what this place is supposed to be." I said,
looking to Amir for answers.
"This is where all known vampires live. Old vampires, new vampires,
it doesn't matter. Everyone must stay here, under the rule of Noelin
Czartan IV." Amir said through gritted teeth. "Brainwashed, beaten, raped,
treated like worthless slaves."
"You were here?" I said in astonishment. "In this hell hole?"
"We all were. Me, Jay, Paige, Bobby, Ryan, for a very long time."
Amir said, still looking at the floor.
"How did it come to be that you got away? I can't imagine him
letting you go."
"You got that right!" Amir grunted. Then softening his tone, he
continued. "Jay couldn't take any more of Noelin's communist vampire rule,
and got us together to get out of this place." He finally looked up to meet
my gaze. "You see, Noelin brainwashes every vampire that comes in here to
think of him as this wonderful God who takes care of them and shelters and
protects them from the 'cruel outside world' to the point where they will
never want to leave. For this reason, he thinks he has put enough respect
and fear into them that he knows letting them out to feed every night is no
problem, because they will always come back. Only one night, five little
vampires went out and broke all the rules by not coming back, and especially
by making new vampires and not taking them to him, or even telling them of
his existence." He sighed and shifted positions, rattling his chains as he
crossed his legs indian-style. "We were trying so hard to create innocent
vampires, who would never have to know about evil rulers like Noelin, but
could live in peace, drinking blood as they pleased, living like
quasi-normal people."
"And you did. Nicole and I lived exactly like that." I said,
trying to be a comfort.
"We should have known though, that Noelin would never give up on
finding us. Had there been enough time, we could have populated the world
with non-evil vampires who didn't worship him, then what would he have done?
But we tried to make vampires we knew would care, and not be prone to
easily being brainwashed." Amir laughed. "We had this big elaborate plan
on how once we had enough good vampires, we would come back here and take
down Noelin, and his army of brainwashed cretins."
"Some day." I said. "Some day it will happen, once we all get out
of here."
"You're very optimistic for someone locked in cell by a psychotic
vampire on an ego trip." Amir said.
"Quiet, prisoners!" I guard said as he walked by the cells. "It's
torches-out time! That means no more conversing till morning!"
"We'd better do as he says," Amir whispered to me. "We'll talk more
in the morning."
"Morning." I thought to myself. "I can tell right now this is going
to be one long-ass night!"
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