Post by Liander on Nov 30, 2009 20:00:50 GMT -8
What defines the relationship between a sire and a childe? Some say love, others say loyalty, and there are those who don't even value the relationship. I've had a total of six sires in the two years that I've been a vampire, and my relationship with them each was unique and life changing.
My original sire was an extremely seductive woman. With looks that could kill, I was enthralled from the moment I laid eyes on her. In the end, I ended up begging to be turned. My relationship with her was.... complicated, to say the least. Though she didn't teach me many things in the ways of the city, she taught me a valuable lesson... Those closest to you can be your greatest enemies when given the right situation. Young and ignorant, I fell in love with her. She claimed to return the feelings, and our closeness grew. To my dismay, she sired a young man not long after, and "bonded" with him, as well. Before there was anything I could do about it, she up and left the city, abandoning me and having taught me virtually nothing I could use to further myself.
I was approached by another woman not long after, and she sought to sire me. I eagerly agreed. This woman was more even more beautiful than my first sire, and having not learned my lesson the first time around, my feelings for her developed beyond what a childe should ever feel for his sire. Fortunately, this time the feelings were not reciprocated, as she had a partner-bound. Unable to love her, I was instead utterly loyal to her, and in return, she showed me the love a real sire should. The same could not be said for her partner-bound, who loathed me so deeply that it still sends chills down my spine to think of it. Why, I will never know, as I had never told him, nor my sire, about my feelings. In fact, I had many other lovers during my time under her. Though she was loving, she was no better than my first sire in teaching me the ways of the city.
Then, one day, I was pulled into a conference with some of my bloodline. Unbeknowst to me at the time, I had been allowed there because my sire was an Elder of the bloodline. Unfortuantely, I had no idea what that meant. The conference was a discussion of war. Ironically, they were preparing for war against the bloodline of my original sire. Terms were used that I had never before heard. Talks of scrolling, holy water, and "live fighting." One thing was clear to me, though. One of their targets was my lover at the time, as she was an Elder of her bloodline, as well. It was a typical Romeo and Juliet situation, if you will. I, ignorant in the intracies of the politcs between clans and bloodlines, did the only thing I knew to do. I warned my lover. In hindsight, common sense should have told me it was a bad idea, but I wouldn't have done things any differently.
My sire found out. I was brought before a Council of sorts immediately to decide my punishments. The Council composed of my sire, her partner-bound, and the Matriarch of the bloodline. I apologized for my actions to the Matriarch, yet told her I would willingly accept whatever punishment she deemed fit. That wasn't enough for my sire's companion, though. He proceeded to taunt me, yell at me, and demand a severance and yet another term I had never heard before... A "zeroing." Not knowing any better, I retaliated verbally. For every one of his comments, I struck back as best I could. I was severed minutes later, and I stormed out having threatened to kill them all, yet not even knowing how it was I could accomplish that task.
In my rage, I was desperate to leave those memories behind and start anew. I met yet another woman, as gorgeous and seductive as my last two sires. Long before she sired me, I lusted for her. After she had, my lust grew to be too much for her, and she understandably severed me.
One would have thought I had learned my lesson by now, but no. I sired under one of my former lovers, the woman I had warned would be a target during my time under my second sire. She had a partner-bound now, a man I had long despised. Those feelings were returned eagerly by him, as he knew of my past with this sire. Strife and conflict riddled this period of my life, and I ended up seeking training in ways of the city from other sources. Things eventually reached a boiling point, and the man kept me at zero for weeks on end, with my sire refusing to sever me, until at last, I picked up my first holy water, having found one in the streets, and struck back against him. I was severed not long after.
Had I learned that I needed to be more careful with who I chose as a sire? No. I crossed paths with a woman, and developed feelings for her. In return, I was granted a brief dalliance between her and her current partner-bound. Soon after, I sired under her. A few weeks later, she and her partner-bound severed. I was almost too eager to sever from her as a childe, and bind to her as a partner. Needless to say, it didn't last long.
My fifth sire was, finally, a male. I had at last learned my lesson, and wanted to make sure nothing could ever happen between myself and my sire. He was a good man, wise in his own, weird way. Yet he drifted from the city, as my original sire had. I requested my severance from him, and it was granted.
I remained sireless for a time, wanting to take a break and find exactly the right person to guide me through my unlife. It was during this period of my life that I was a Midnight, which lead to me to cross paths with Kaio, the Ferrymen, and inevitably, ladypeacek.
For weeks after having met her, I begged ladypeacek to sire me. When I left the Midnights, she did. It is now that I believe I have found the right woman to be my sire. I idolize her with a passion that I don't think she truly comprehends, and I am completely and utterly loyal to her. Her word is my law, and if she ever told me to do anything, I would do it without hesitation. In return, she has taught me much, and guides me when I am in need of her.
Six sires, and I am just now beginning to stand on my own two feet. Each relationship was different, and invariably hard to define. So, these are the questions I pose to you all. What defines you as a childe? What defines your sire as your sire? Is it that we all seek different things in those we trust to guide us, or are certain 'pires just gifted with the ability to lead us? Share your thoughts, friends. Tell me your stories, allow me to learn from your experiences, and do the same from mine.
My original sire was an extremely seductive woman. With looks that could kill, I was enthralled from the moment I laid eyes on her. In the end, I ended up begging to be turned. My relationship with her was.... complicated, to say the least. Though she didn't teach me many things in the ways of the city, she taught me a valuable lesson... Those closest to you can be your greatest enemies when given the right situation. Young and ignorant, I fell in love with her. She claimed to return the feelings, and our closeness grew. To my dismay, she sired a young man not long after, and "bonded" with him, as well. Before there was anything I could do about it, she up and left the city, abandoning me and having taught me virtually nothing I could use to further myself.
I was approached by another woman not long after, and she sought to sire me. I eagerly agreed. This woman was more even more beautiful than my first sire, and having not learned my lesson the first time around, my feelings for her developed beyond what a childe should ever feel for his sire. Fortunately, this time the feelings were not reciprocated, as she had a partner-bound. Unable to love her, I was instead utterly loyal to her, and in return, she showed me the love a real sire should. The same could not be said for her partner-bound, who loathed me so deeply that it still sends chills down my spine to think of it. Why, I will never know, as I had never told him, nor my sire, about my feelings. In fact, I had many other lovers during my time under her. Though she was loving, she was no better than my first sire in teaching me the ways of the city.
Then, one day, I was pulled into a conference with some of my bloodline. Unbeknowst to me at the time, I had been allowed there because my sire was an Elder of the bloodline. Unfortuantely, I had no idea what that meant. The conference was a discussion of war. Ironically, they were preparing for war against the bloodline of my original sire. Terms were used that I had never before heard. Talks of scrolling, holy water, and "live fighting." One thing was clear to me, though. One of their targets was my lover at the time, as she was an Elder of her bloodline, as well. It was a typical Romeo and Juliet situation, if you will. I, ignorant in the intracies of the politcs between clans and bloodlines, did the only thing I knew to do. I warned my lover. In hindsight, common sense should have told me it was a bad idea, but I wouldn't have done things any differently.
My sire found out. I was brought before a Council of sorts immediately to decide my punishments. The Council composed of my sire, her partner-bound, and the Matriarch of the bloodline. I apologized for my actions to the Matriarch, yet told her I would willingly accept whatever punishment she deemed fit. That wasn't enough for my sire's companion, though. He proceeded to taunt me, yell at me, and demand a severance and yet another term I had never heard before... A "zeroing." Not knowing any better, I retaliated verbally. For every one of his comments, I struck back as best I could. I was severed minutes later, and I stormed out having threatened to kill them all, yet not even knowing how it was I could accomplish that task.
In my rage, I was desperate to leave those memories behind and start anew. I met yet another woman, as gorgeous and seductive as my last two sires. Long before she sired me, I lusted for her. After she had, my lust grew to be too much for her, and she understandably severed me.
One would have thought I had learned my lesson by now, but no. I sired under one of my former lovers, the woman I had warned would be a target during my time under my second sire. She had a partner-bound now, a man I had long despised. Those feelings were returned eagerly by him, as he knew of my past with this sire. Strife and conflict riddled this period of my life, and I ended up seeking training in ways of the city from other sources. Things eventually reached a boiling point, and the man kept me at zero for weeks on end, with my sire refusing to sever me, until at last, I picked up my first holy water, having found one in the streets, and struck back against him. I was severed not long after.
Had I learned that I needed to be more careful with who I chose as a sire? No. I crossed paths with a woman, and developed feelings for her. In return, I was granted a brief dalliance between her and her current partner-bound. Soon after, I sired under her. A few weeks later, she and her partner-bound severed. I was almost too eager to sever from her as a childe, and bind to her as a partner. Needless to say, it didn't last long.
My fifth sire was, finally, a male. I had at last learned my lesson, and wanted to make sure nothing could ever happen between myself and my sire. He was a good man, wise in his own, weird way. Yet he drifted from the city, as my original sire had. I requested my severance from him, and it was granted.
I remained sireless for a time, wanting to take a break and find exactly the right person to guide me through my unlife. It was during this period of my life that I was a Midnight, which lead to me to cross paths with Kaio, the Ferrymen, and inevitably, ladypeacek.
For weeks after having met her, I begged ladypeacek to sire me. When I left the Midnights, she did. It is now that I believe I have found the right woman to be my sire. I idolize her with a passion that I don't think she truly comprehends, and I am completely and utterly loyal to her. Her word is my law, and if she ever told me to do anything, I would do it without hesitation. In return, she has taught me much, and guides me when I am in need of her.
Six sires, and I am just now beginning to stand on my own two feet. Each relationship was different, and invariably hard to define. So, these are the questions I pose to you all. What defines you as a childe? What defines your sire as your sire? Is it that we all seek different things in those we trust to guide us, or are certain 'pires just gifted with the ability to lead us? Share your thoughts, friends. Tell me your stories, allow me to learn from your experiences, and do the same from mine.