Key: (BOLD + Italic is the Character's Inner Thoughts)

When I woke up there were no ropes binding me, nor was I in some prison cell surrounded by bones or rotting corpses, instead I found myself sleeping on the most comfortable bed in probably the whole world.

I'm not ashamed to say that my first thought was to go back to sleep and enjoy the bed while I could, I mean honestly I had no energy to deal with whatever the hell was happening right now, but before I could cozy up and take a little nap the door to the room flew open (okay maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration, but you get the idea).

"Well well well, looks like sleeping beauty is finally awake," this incredibly overused line mentioned in every villain's dialogue is said by probably one of the creepiest men I have ever seen and that's saying a lot considering the fact that Appa and I used to be neighbors with old man Jennkins.

"My queen was waiting for you to wake up, your useless lover woke up hours ago and has seduced our queen into having tea with him." He practically spit out the last few words so they were a bit hard to understand, but I think the harder part to understand was the fact that I supposedly had A LOVER WHO WAS HAVING TEA WITH A QUEEN??? I'm pretty sure I would have noticed if I had a lover or even if someone was trying to court me.

"Ok first of all I don't have a lover, THAT IS LITERALLY MY FATHER, secondly Texas doesn't have a queen, unless you're talking about the Little Ms Houston pageants, so unless Queen Victoria decided to take a little trip across the world to talk to my appa, I'm gonna need you to explain what queen you're talking about."

Was it a good idea to basically sass the guy who looked like he stabbed kids for fun....no, but did that ever stop me.....also no, I feel like at this point I have no one but myself to blame for getting into these situations, oh well what is life without a little lot of danger.

"Looks like you've got quite the mouth on you, little boy," I almost chocked on my spit because what the hell did he just call me and because that sentence sounded very wrong coming from a man his age.

Undeterred by my almost death due to saliva going down the wrong pipe he continued on, "nonetheless, I will ignore your disrespect this once as my queen is waiting for us, so stop dilly-dallying and get on up we have no time to waste."

There was a lot to unpack here, starting with the fact this guy talked like a 16th century Shakespeare script gone wrong, but before I could continue to pick this interaction apart, the guy (I really needed to ask his name), was suddenly in front of me faster than I could blink, and forcefully grabbed my arms.

Before I knew it, I felt a strong gust of wind and was now face to face with a giant, imposing 20 ft tall door (which where the hell did they even get a door this big from, I doubt IKEA has these just lying around in the back).

"How did you-" as usual I got interrupted again because god forbid I actually get to finish my line of thought or my sentenc-, "You are now being graced with the presence of the high vampire queen of war, Maria Sanches."

I kid you not, as the doors opened I saw the most beautiful women in probably the whole world, but like not in a weird way because she looked old enough to be my mother (and because I don't really play for that team). "Ah, we were waiting for you young one, your father here was lovely company with his spectacular war strategies."

I'm sorry did she just say WAR STRATEGIES.....for a minute I had to make sure it was actually my appa sitting there and not some other middle aged Korean immigrant that they accidentally kidnapped because apparently all Asians look the same to many people, but no the man reclined gracefully on the most pretentious gold chair I had ever seen, sipping tea was definitely my appa.

I walked towards the empty seat next to my appa, but not before sending him 'the look,' which implied that we would most definitely be talking about this later when the queen wasn't looking. I mean look we get kidnapped by a cult of vampires and my appa's first priority is to have tea with their drop dead (literally I guess) gorgeous queen instead of I don't know check up on his only beloved child or find an escape route (as you can tell between the both of us, the farrow family self-preservation skills are pretty low, bordering on almost nonexistent).

"Oh no need to look so scared young one, I know it must be frightening for you to wake up in a strange place and I do really apologize for the sudden and frankly uncouth way we have taken you from your home, but you see it was a matter of the utmost importance otherwise I'm sure we could have met in a more...civilized manner."

I stayed silent as she finished her explanation because what do you say to that, and I think she must have taken my silence as 'it's ok for kidnapping us I totally forgive you, let's be besties' because she continued on after, "you see recently a somewhat confusing and troubling, yet miraculous event has occurred."

She paused her before continuing, "my son and his mate recently found their blood singer which caused them to lose their control and murder a small town in a desperate attempt to control their hunger for their blood singer. However they recently came to me after regaining their senses to confess that they have fallen in love with their blood singer and wish to marry him."

I had no idea what she was saying or why the hell she was telling me this so I looked towards my appa for help, and he just looked at me with an eyebrow raised and then eventually rolled his eyes when I continued to stare at him blankly. It kind of felt like everyone was in on a joke and I was the only one who had no idea what it was (I would later discover that it was me, I was the joke).

"I would love to explain it further, but I promised my sons that I would wait for them to be the ones to tell you- and oh and here they come now," I'm pretty sure it was a vampire thing to be able to tell if someone was nearby (and yes I was taking the whole vampires are real pretty well if you ask me, I mean I exist so there's always a possibility of other supernaturals existing as well).

Suddenly the fucking trumpets started again (which was so unnecessary and it was hurting my ears). The man at the door started announcing names which I couldn't bother with or give enough fucks about so I just tuned him out and got lost in my own thoughts instead, which turned out to be a big mistake as most things in my life turn out.

The minute I looked up I locked gazes with a pair of startling blue eyes that felt like they were staring at my soul as cliché as that sounds and can you tell I read a lot of enemies to lovers and other shitty romance novels.

"My sons, I have heard your sorrows and your prayers, so after a long few days I have decided that I cannot bear to see my creations in pain, therefore I have brought him to you, your mate and your bride to be......Lucian Farrow."

Author's Note:

GUESS WHO'S BACK GUYS, the curse of the Fanfiction Authors is REAL, but I literally found it in me to be motivated and wrote this chapter in an hour right now, so it might be a little on crack cause I'm not completely sane right now as I'm currently developing a caffeine addiction.

I know I've used a lot of like non-historic terms and Lucian basically sounds like a Gen Z, but I can't ever be serious in a book, I tried though. Anyways, I am so thankful to everyone who stayed, updates will be chaotic as always. I do hope you enjoy this chapter cause I laughed at my own jokes writing this (yes my life is that sad) I hope you have a good/night and I will see you guys in the next chapter (hopefully).