Sascha and the Vampire

The door to the employees’ entrance opened almost as soon as I made my first knock.

A very large man who would look more at home in the state prison than a vampire bar scowled down at me. He didn’t look happy and neither did his receding hairline.

“Who the fuck are you then” he spat with a posh British accent that didn’t suit him at all.

“Um hi” I stammered, I hadn’t had time to prepare myself for this. I didn’t realise the evil vampires would have a security guard who would be so openly mean.

“I’m Sascha...”The British Bear stared blankly at me; I took that as a sign to continue. “I’m Katie’s flatmate,” I elaborated trying to sound a whole lot braver than I felt at this moment. I was also a little sorry that I hadn’t taken Katie’s advice and worn high heels. My ballet flats made me barely five feet four inches and about two feet shorter than this Neanderthal.

A look of recognition finally hit his face and he opened the door a little wider for me to enter. The Bear didn’t move an inch so I had to squeeze myself up against him just to get through. He smirked. I was glad someone was enjoying themselves.

“That fucking Katie is going to cop it big time for this.” He snarled.

I pivoted on my ballets flats and gave the beast my own snarl. “Hey, I thought the agreement was if I came and did her shifts for the next two nights there would be no problem.”

“Pretty Katie made that deal with Lavinia, but I am sorry to say luv, that Lavinia is not here now, so you will have to make a new deal with Sebastian.” He laughed again, with definite evil undertones. I considered the fact that he had been around vampires too long and was now a tad nasty.

“Fuck,” I exclaimed aloud, when I had intended to say it to myself.

“That’s right luv, so you had best watch your lip when you go in to see the Master, or you just might not make it out again,” he warned me in a more serious tone than he had previously.

Fuck, Fuck. Fuckity Fuck, I kept thinking over and over. How on earth can this be happening to me right now. I have to be a bridesmaid for my sister in June and if I die, she will be so pissed with me.

I had of course heard rumours of the Master – a real cruel bastard according to what Katie had heard. A friend told her that once a waiter served him Russian vodka instead of Swedish and he snapped the poor guy’s neck in front of a whole crowded bar. Of course, that sounds completely ridiculous, I mean all vodka tastes the same doesn’t it, just different labels.

I was starting to question how much I loved Katie, my best friend in the world, and whether I would miss her if she were suddenly dead. No one messes with vamps, well not more than once anyway. Okay, I decided I didn’t want her dead, but I am damn pissed that she has put me in this situation right now, even if it isn’t her fault.

The Bear led me down a long dark corridor closer to the bar. The dull thud of the music coming from behind the thick door was like the building’s heartbeat – quite ironic I thought considering vampires don’t have heartbeats, or so I’d heard. I had never actually been close enough to one to find out. The Bear steered me towards an office at the far end of the staff quarters. I started to panic a little bit. I wasn’t in the habit of making deals with vamps, especially not one’s like Sebastian the evil arsed Vampire Master.

There was a pretty blonde haired vampire sitting at a desk in the corner filling envelopes with cash, when she saw us come in she beamed at the Bear who shot her a wink in return. Her natural beauty, pale skin and sparkling eyes was a dead giveaway that she was a Northern Vampire, and the steamy look she was giving the Bear made me question her character. She then looked hesitantly towards the other side of the large room. I reluctantly followed her gaze.

Sitting behind the other desk looking earnestly at a computer screen was the sexiest and most horrifying man I had ever seen. Sexy because his pale white face looked like it had been chiselled by some ancient Greek, with ice blue eyes that were obvious from our distance, and horrifying because a sudden thought entered my mind and wouldn’t stop yelling at me to jump in this beautiful strangers lap and make him do naughty things to me. He ignored me completely.

I managed to silence the harlot in my mind sufficiently enough to take the seat offered by the Bear in front of Sebastian’s desk. I sat like a good girl and watched as the blonde vampire Adonis continued to type at a frantic pace and not even acknowledge my existence. Who could blame him really, a man like that, well a vampire man was probably not used to having to deal with the little people like me. I had also heard he treated women like cattle. I wondered briefly what that would feel like and then blushed at my unnatural thoughts in this man’s presence.