This is a short story RolePlay I did between my characters in one of my RP games. It gives a little insight into a bond that can develop over years, and the trust between a vampire and a human that can be had. Just about a co-dependent relationship. I’ve played this character, Nemesis, for over 13 years now. I didnt develop the Creedy character until later but he’s evolved, and so has their relationship to one another. This was also written off of a first sentence starter ( The urge to interrupt him before he had finished..) on the RP site. I posted it there, but I’m like, a social pariah. No one reads my work…lol.
Anywho! I hope you enjoy!
The urge to interrupt him before he had finished was overwhelming, as Nemesis sat waiting patiently during Creedy’s rambling rant. He was pissed off at her. This was nothing new.
Her ever faithful butler had once again cleaned up one of her messes, and it would seem he was at wits end with her.
These times happened relatively often.
It was cause and effect really.
She caused problems.
He effectively cleaned them up. And effectively scolded her as if she was a teen, not a centuries old vampire.
Their relationship was a strange one. Yes, she was immortal and had lived a very long time now, pre-dating even his birth, but Creedy had a parental standing over Nemesis in some way. She allowed it. She actually liked it.
And though the man was red in the face and yelling at her at the moment… a vein had popped on his neck, too, which was endlessly funny to her… she sat there biting her tongue.
Any other vampire would have probably killed him by now. He was a human, a ‘servant’. Somehow, Nemesis didn’t see it that way. They had been together too long.
The man was pacing now. His arms flailed from time to time.
He spun, pointing a finger at her.
She smiled sweetly and batted her lashes.
This seemed to deflate the man. He stopped in mid-sentence, his arms falling limp to his sides.
His blue eyes looked to her green hues.
“What am I going to do with you?” He asked.
Nemesis simply shrugged.
“You know, I won’t be here forever.” He then said.
This caused Nemesis to frown. She promised him she’d never turn him. He didn’t want the life of an immortal. She was simply prolonging his life, keeping him in his prime. It was a temporary thing. She promised him that when he wished to die, she would let him.
The thought broke her heart.
She slid off the dining room table, moving to him. She looked up at him, brows furrowed. Without a word, she threw her arms around him.
“Not yet… I can’t do it without you…” She whispered against him. Her tone was serious.
The gentle giant wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head. “But soon you will.”