“Mathias, please sit. I have much to explain.”
Mathias plopped himself down in the black leather chair across from the Master vampire. The room was plastered white, and every piece of furniture within it was completely black. The only object of color in the room was a small red rose in a vase on the desk.
“I am going to tell you a few things, but not everything,” Master Tepes said softly.
“Now wait a goddamn—“
“No, Mathias. Listen. I do not tell you everything because it is difficult for me to talk about, not because you don’t have the right to know. For now, until you get used to your new life, please take what I have the ability to give. I promise you, in time, you will know everything.”
Mathias couldn’t believe it. “Just how in the fuck do you expect me to trust you? I don’t know you. You could be biding your time before you try to fuck me for all I know.”
Tepes ran his hands through his hair and paused; holding his temples. “Mathias, although you will not believe words, I am not, as you so crudely put it, trying to fuck you. I am trying to give you a new life.”
Mathias slumped further into the chair.
“Now, may I continue?” he asked. Mathias nodded.
“Your name is very... famous amongst our kind. Mathias was known as one of our great warriors. He is said to have been the bravest, the strongest, and most cunning vampire in history. He once tricked the Turkish sultan to let me go by pretending to give him rule over Wallachia, and then he gave the rule to me and my family. Together, we kept the Turks from taking over Eastern Europe.
“Mathias was also known to be a graceful flyer, but I digress. His soul is very old, as old as time, and at one point, he was a son of Lilith, our Queen. But after he died in a great fire, it was several centuries before his soul resurfaced. All of this occurred even before recorded history.”
Mathias rolled his eyes. “Why should I give a shit?”
Tepes sighed. “Because, Mathias. You need to understand why the others treat you the way they will. You need to know what they are thinking, and I’m sure that with your trust issues, you will want to know everything you can.”
Mathias glared. What the hell does he know about me anyway? Yeah, I don’t trust him. Why the fuck should I? But the rest— why the fuck does it have to be so complicated?
Tepes smiled. “Everything in the vampire world is always complicated, Mathias. But I digress”
Mathias’s breath grew heavy. He wasn’t liking this at all. “Get out of my goddamn head!”
Tepes laughed. “I’m not in your head; I can simply hear your thoughts. We’ll address that in a moment. Now, may I please continue?”
He looked at the elder vampire. It’s not like he stood a chance against him anyway. After a bit, he nodded. He might as well listen to what Tepes wanted to say. Get it over with.
Tepes smiled. “When Mathias’ soul did resurface, roughly during what you know as one thousand AD. It was this lifetime that his soul became the Mathias we know and love. As Mathias, he was a friend to Nosferatu, and a member of Lilith’s court. But after a grave misunderstanding, he was killed by her. We tend to tell a slightly different version of this tale to keep from making the children of the school frightened of their Queen. But you don’t need to worry yourself about that.
“It was said that when Mathias returned to us, he would, for the rest of time, bear the same name. This was so that he could finish the life that was taken from him. So simply because you bear the name, Mathias, you are inadvertently caught within this legend, and that is why young Konstantin acted so strangely.”
“I can’t be the only kid with the name Mathias. That’s just idiotic.”
Tepes chuckled. “Well, there’s a bit more to it than that. But you are the only Mathias with pale skin, dark hair, and blue eyes. And since those are the features our Mathias was born with. People pay