Belle Adams' Butler

"You know you can tell me anything, right?" said her mother as he held her hand which rested on her mother's lap, "You were always like this even when you were small. As much as you would speak on random things when it came to your deep feelings, you were always quiet in that matter."

"Belle was the naughtiest child if you asked me, Mabel," her father chipped in, a chuckle erupting through his mouth, "Now she is less naughty. I remember the time she threw a stone at the orchard tree and Ms. Gwen was right there to receive the stone on her head."

Belle smiled hearing this, leaning towards her mother, she placed her hand on her mother's shoulders, "I must have troubled you both a lot," and she felt her mother kiss the top of her head.

"That you did and we love you. It is good we had Lucas as the butler," replied her mother, "He was strict and handled you well. While the other maids hid your activities, he made sure to report every single detail he knew of," the heartless butler, thought Belle to herself.

"Malcolm did a good job of picking up the right butler. The last ones never stayed and always...passed away."

Belle furrowed her brows and when she looked at her father, she noticed him looking at her mother, "What happened to the older butlers?" The memory was too faint that she didn't remember about the past butlers.

"They often fell sick. They probably had very weak bodies," answered her father without giving any more details to her.

When she heard her mother cough, Belle moved her head to look at her mother, "My throat feels strange," her mother coughed again, tears coming from her eyes because of the irritation, "Belle, can you get me some blood from the kitchen. Strangely I feel very thirsty."

Belle quickly nodded and left her mother's side to go and fetch a glass of blood for her. When she was heading towards the kitchen, crossing the halls, she heard a maid screaming at the above floor.

"AHHH!" the maid screamed again. Frowning, she went up the stairs to see the maid who was a human who tried to flail her arms to let her go as another servant who was a vampire drank blood from her with her fangs that had sunk into the human's neck, "HELP ME!" the human screamed and Belle stepped forward when she saw the person who was sucking the human's blood snap her eyes open to show her eyes that had turned completely black.

The vampire maid was corrupted.

A vampire could be corrupted only during drastic conditions when it involved emotions, she didn't understand what triggered the corruption.

Before she could take another step to help the human who was being drained out of blood, the corrupted vampire tore the human maid's head to half to throw it down on the ground with blood seeping down from her lips and down her throat.

Her eyes widened at this action. She started to hear more screams that were coming from below in the direction of the kitchen and before she could turn her head to look in the direction, the corrupted vampire attacked her putting her down on the ground while Belle tried to wrestle the corrupted vampire whose fangs snapped towards her wanting to take a bite from her.

Though vampires had their own strength, when a vampire turned to a corrupted or a deranged vampire their strength grew more than the average making them lethal who were often killed. Belle held the corrupted vampire's hands in both her hands to keep the long sharp nails of the maid from digging into her skin.

The maid bared her fangs that appeared to be thicker as if it were ready to tear her apart. Letting go of one of the maid's hands that momentarily lost balance, she used her leg to kick the person with full force and got up to see the corrupted vampire stand up with her.

Belle's mind and the body were in shock which made it difficult for her to move quickly. She knew the maid, she had spoken to her, laughed with her. To think that the maid had turned to something hideous and lost now, it made her brows furrow.

When the corrupted vampire came in full force, Belle pulled out the painting that had metal edges to hit the vampire's face and for a moment, the corrupted vampire stopped but in the next second, the corrupted vampire appeared very angry. As if in rage, the maid this time came close enough to hold her neck, gripping it and squeezing it.

Belle could feel the air turning lighter and lighter in her body where she couldn't breathe and she tried to get away and push the maid.

"AHH!" more screams erupted from below the stairs.

Belle realized there was no way she could save the maid. Once a person was completely corrupted, the person was a lost cause as their mind stopped working. One would turn insane and would have no consciousness of what was going on around them as their mind would have entered darkness that had no way out.

She used her very own hands to scratch the maid's face who was trying to kill her right now. Belle used her very own strength to dip her fingers into the maid's face who for a moment stepped away and when she did, Belle picked up the broken wood of the stand to break it further in her hands and she staked it right through the maid's heart, pushing it as far as she could.

The maid started to splatter blood out from her mouth and Belle stepped away, her body turning cold with what she had done. She stepped away from the maid as the maid's body started turning dry and without life to drop dead on the ground.

It was the first time she had ever taken someone's life.