VENGEANCE

It had only been a week or two since the siblings had woken up, and Vali was growing restless already. He wanted to get revenge, he could practically taste it on his tongue whenever he thought about the people who were responsible for putting him and his siblings into a five hundred year long slumber. Was it really fair that their enemies got to roam around the world freely while they were stuck napping? He wanted blood, preferably theirs, and he wanted it sooner rather than later. Although he would settle for anyone’s at that moment. A loud bang broke him out of his thoughts and he growled under his breath. A second later, he was standing in front of one of the construction workers working on the mansion after his anger had gotten the best of him when they had first woken up and he had destroyed a good part of the house. His hand wrapped around his neck, squeezing it tightly. “I’d be careful with that. It’s an antique worth more than your life,” he tightened his grip on his neck, the human’s eyes growing wider and wider, face almost turning blue, until footsteps entered the room. He sighed, releasing him from his grip. “My sister just saved your life. I suggest you thank her before getting back to work.” 

It was easy to get caught up in the bloodlust that came along with the lifestyle of vampirism. Tasting blood was like giving an alcoholic a shot of Whiskey after years of sobriety. It was a slippery slope that Vali had struggled with in the beginning of his vampirism, which was surprising. Vali had never seemed like the impulsive type while he was human, but it looked as if things changed. People changed. He had changed both physically and mentally, as well as emotionally. The thought of draining people of their blood would have made Vali cringe during his human years - now he barely batted an eyelash. That much was obvious by how he nonchalantly tossed the body of the human he had just drained to the ground, his ears perking up at the sound of someone approaching. “You shouldn’t be wandering around in the dark, you know,” he started lightly, turning around on his heel to look at them. “You never know what kind of monster you’ll run into.”

There was a certain aspect of restlessness that came with being immortal. Time was of the essence for many, but when you lived forever, there were only so many things you could do before things started to get boring. Even though he had only been awake for this century for less than a week, Vali found himself growing rather bored. He had explored the town inside and out, gotten caught up on all the latest technology, and even brushed up on the things he had missed throughout history. Vali had even gone so far as to join the workforce - kind of. He bought the local bar, Creek’s Grill and Bar, and while he spent some time there, he didn’t do much work. Did he really have to do anything when he could just have his employees do it for him? So he found himself sitting around the Bjørnsson mansion, quite literally counting the designs on the ceilings, when he heard footsteps traveling throughout the house. A familiar scent reached his nose and he smiled. Not even a split second later, he was standing in front of a familiar blonde, smiling down at her. “I’m bored, Gwen. Let’s do something fun.” 

So much has changed in the past five hundred years, something that Vali was quickly beginning to realize the longer that he was awake from the centuries long slumber that he and his siblings had been cursed into. When he had first woken up, the only thing he could feel was anger. No, it was more than that. He was absolutely livid, that much his siblings could see. But after calming down a little bit, his curiosity for the new world around him began to take over. He liked to walk around the town, exploring his surroundings, which was how he had come across a human - more than likely going home. He raised an eyebrow when he heard her call out, stepping from out of the shadows. “Didn’t you know you should never talk to strangers?”