Nightly Lessons Book I: The Book of Beginnings

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice Harker opened the study door as quietly as possible. She knew perfectly well that if her sire caught her in his private study there would be hell to pay. Tip toeing in, she quickly went about searching the shelves for a book on advanced necromancer spells to toy with.

Although Alice was sixteen, sh was only a year or two old as a fledgling vampire. She was a pretty little thing, as most of the 'unholy' undead were but she had found a lot of the stories to be wrong. For example. No one actually bit people anymore unless it was to turn them. They drank medical blood, which in her opinion was like eating liver. Also they did have to eat normal food, but blood was most important. Second, was that a lot of the elder vampire were really old fashioned.

"Come on, come on!" Alice looked threw the tittles fast. She knew the book was here, sh had seen it once. Finally she saw it on the very top shelf. "Figures! Damn it I wish I new how to fly."

She knew swearing was a dangerous habit to have in her sire's house, but when she was alone she wasn't too scared. Grabbed an unsteady ladder, Alice climbed op and stretched for the book.

"Almost... there...." She barely managed to grasp the book when the ladder tipped over. "SHIT!"

[Peeker]

The air shuddered as Aleksander Marcus Rastline stepped through the bookcase and held a hand out, easily catching the little girl in one hand. The falling ladder was given a stern look, and ignored gravity, righting itself as it pitched the girl off.

"What," Aleksander asked, his voice always heavy with age and a rather private sense of humor, "do you think you are doing?"

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice gulped in horror as she found herself in Aleksander's arms. She knew sh had two choices, lie and get in deeper trouble then she was in, or tell th truth. She hose a mixed of both.

"Just... looking for a book," She answered meekly as he step her on her feet."That's all Sir."

She looked at her feet timidly, being only 5 foot 4, she was small compared to him. Her left hand was still holding the book close while her right hand fiddled with her black shirt. She mostly wore jeans and T's, despite they didn't really follow Aleksander's taste of clothing. It was her way of rebelling.

She tugged the book closer to her side, hopping against hope that h wouldn't read the Blood read letter 'Awakening the Dead vol 37' written on it.

[Peeker]

"In my private study. Of course."

As an elder vampire, Aleksander's sense of smell was incredibly powerful. Not only was he aware of Alice's fear - he knew she was lying even without looking or listening - he was also aware of what book she was holding, just from the amount of dust on it.

"Which book?" The vampire cracked his knuckles. Alice might be acting dumb, but he was sure she knew she was already in trouble.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice flinched at the sound of his knuckles cracking. It never meant anything good. Handing him the book, sh replied in a small voice.

"Awakening the Dead, Aleks," He made a continue sound with his throat. "Vol 37."

Aleksander did not look happy at her.

"I was just going to read it," She stated backing a little away. th idea of running was pretty appealing but where would she run to? If anyone found her they'd just see the chocker around her neck with his seal. Thy just bring her right back. "I wasn't going to try any of the spells, honest."

[Peeker]

"I don't believe you." He said, flatly. "Are you lying?"

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice laughed nervously as sh backed farther away from him and held up her hand as if to pledge.

"Scouts honor," Her smile was uneasily at him. She knew he wasn't going to believe her that easily.

The first year alone with him, everything she had ever said to him had been a lie. He said it was a normal thing for fledglings to go threw, a sort of childish need to see how far they can push their sires and bend the rules. That first yer, Alice was sure she hadn't sat more then three times without being in pain or had the taste of soap in her mouth.

"I errr... think I errr.... left the umm kettle on, yes that's it," Alice gestured toward the door. "I'd better go and get it. Until later, Sire."

She made a dash for the door.

[Peeker]

Aleksander's hand was resting on top of her head. He was standing between her and the door.

"Little girl!" He said, firmly. "You are learning much slower than I expected you to. You are stealing. You are trespassing. You are fibbing, and you are lying. To me."

He gave her a withering look. "...so we'll see just how slow of a learner you are. Here's a question: What happens now, hm?" She knew the answer.

It was a bright red bottom.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Alice felt a chill run up her spine as she covered her bottom. she looked pitifully at her Sire and shock her head.

"No, please don't." Alice whimpered and stepped away, tipping over a snag in the rug and landing in his office chair. A chair she was very familiar with in her first month as a new undead. "I didn't... I wasn't...
I'm too old for this treatment! I'm not A CHILD!"

She yelled the last part at him, a poor choice to make.

[Peeker]

Aleksander didn't react until she quieted down. The fun thing about being undead was that you had plenty of time.

"I have been alive for hundreds of years. I may have a skewed perception of age, but I promise you Alice, you are nowhere near too old for a spanking."

He gave her a cruel smile. No one said vampires were nice people 100% of the time, after all.

"You have done many bad things tonight. Trespassed, fibbed, stolen, and lied. In addition to planning to directly disobey me by reading from that book, and disobeying me by looking for more advanced work without my say, and disobeying me by coming in here at all."

Aleksander held up seven fingers. Seven fingers, seven crimes.

"You, Alice, have been a very naughty girl." He looked down at the seven digits he had extended. "Tell me, why do you think I'm holding my fingers up?"