[C3]First Awakening

Continuation of Milo's POV:

I stirred a little as I felt a sudden sense of safety rush over me, waking me as I opened my eyes and looked around. I couldn't feel any pain anymore... just an intense burning hunger in me. It's like the car never happened.... I sat up slightly and then looked down at Lyle, blushing as I saw his face. He's my maker huh? I looked down at him and then felt a small purr rise up in me, tickling my throat before I started to get up out of the bed to go look for something to eat. I heard a small voice talking outside the bedroom door. A small chuckle coming from the voice. 

"So, he's suddenly a maker and forgot to mention to us he was coming back with a fledgling?" I heard a male ask softly. I widened my eyes then stopped walking. Are they talking about us? I blushed. Oh man, they're right outside.... I looked towards the bed then quickly ran back over to it, jumping up into it to Lyle's safety. "He even came home late and woke up Esther. He's lucky Silas was still gone, doing who knows what. Why is his door locked? Come on Everest, let's try waking him before it turns dawn." 

"Yeah," I heard another voice say that sounded amused. They started banging on the door, making me yelp before I quickly hid myself against Lyle, trembling. Who are they? Are they his siblings? They didn't sound too happy about me being here with Lyle. Lyle shifted under me and ran his fingers through my hair before he left me and walked up to the door and opened it. 

"Sylar, Everest, I'm sorry I was out late and if I woke you up coming in." Lyle purred.

"Why're you hiding in this room with your first fledgling?" I heard the first voice ask. "Come on and introduce him to us." 

"Yeah, you're making it suspicious," the second voice purred. "We're going to tell Silas on you if you don't hurry up~" I widened my eyes and shrunk under the covers, hiding under them. Oh man.... 

"You two know how long it takes for a fledgling to get situated in this life and what a toll it takes on a maker. Even I knew for my first time last night. We both needed our long rest. I was going to introduce him as soon as we were ready to meet others. You two are going to scare the death out of him. I'll bring him down to the night room in a hour. Let us get ready." Lyle purred sweetly before closing the door in their face. "Send a maid up if you want to be helpful. Have her bring some blood." Lyle locked the door and started back to the bed. 

"We'll be up here if you're not in the night room in an hour!" One of them shouted through the door. I heard them walk away then. Lyle sat down on the edge of the bed and looked me over through the darkness. 

"Hungry?" He asked me with a small smirk. I looked up at him and blushed slightly before I nodded. 

"Uh huh," I mumbled to him. 

"Do you want a light or are your eyes adjusted to the dark already?" He asked curiously. I moved a little closer to him, sitting up slightly. 

"The dark is fine," I whispered to him. 

"I'm going to have you take a shower now. I'll lend you a pair of my clothes." He got to his feet and walked through a side door. I watched him and then looked at the bed before I slowly got to my feet, trailing after him. A shower sounds nice.... I followed him into a walk in closet that was the size of my apartment bedroom. He had already half of an outfit picked for me. Another door was on the other side of the closet. He gave me the outfit he picked and started towards the door, leading me into a huge bathroom. "Here we are, you know what to do from here. Have a very relaxing shower." He cut the water on for me before leaving me alone. I bit my bottom lip and sat the clothes down on the counter before I locked the doors to make sure no one could get in then stripped. I looked my coffee stained shirt over before I sighed and folded them with my pants and then walked over to the shower, adjusting the water then got in. I gasped as the water hit me and then relaxed, a small moan escaping my lips as the water started to sooth my muscles. I glanced around the shower before I reached for the shampoo and started to clean myself up, taking my sweet time as I enjoyed the warmth. 

When I finished taking a shower, I got out and dried off before I finally took a look at the clothes that he had picked out for me and put them on, hoping they weren't uncomfortable like the ones he was wearing last night. He had actually picked out a more comfortable pair of clothes for me. Jeans, a poofy white dress shirt, and boxers. It wasn't as constricting as the outfit he had on. I sighed and looked at the shirt, deciding I could get over that and get my clothes from my apartment later before I brushed my hair out and walked over to the door and unlocked it, going out into the bedroom as I looked around for Lyle. I hope he didn't abandon me.... Lyle was waiting for me on the bed. 

"We'll order you clothes later, something comfortable and fit for a fledgling. I know you're wanting more comfort and the clothes must feel confiding for you but I don't have anything comfortable since I'm king. I'm supposed to look my best at all times." I noticed Lyle had changed clothes while I had taken a shower. There was two glasses of red blood on the nightstand. "Come here," he purred and reached out, picking them up. I looked towards him and then at the glasses before I bit my bottom lip and approached him. I sat down beside him and reached for one, feeling my hunger spiking up in me again at the sight of it. He gave me a glass and downed the one he kept. I watched him before I started to sip on mine, trying not to chug it as I could feel desire running through me for the rest of it. 

"Thanks," I whispered to him as I licked my lips then took another sip. "I can get my clothes from my apartment later tonight... so don't worry about it." I gave him a smile. "Thank you though King Lyle," I purred softly to him. 

"You can't get any of your old clothes. You've got to remember.... You're no longer human. Your human self died and you'll get new clothes." He looked me over and sat the glass down. I frowned. I can't wear any of my old clothes? 

"Why not?" I asked him curiously. "What's so wrong about wearing them?" 

"If you touch any of your old clothes, if any of them was to disappear.... some might... suspect you're still alive and will look for you. This is your new life." He tried to explain to me. I nodded and then smiled. 

"Okay, I guess that makes sense," I told him. My family would be checking for me and so would my editor- MY EDITOR! I widened my eyes. 

"Does this mean I can't write anymore?" I asked him, feeling the glass slipping from my hands. 

"You can still write but they'll never become published in the human world. You're dead now to them." I gripped my glass to keep it from falling and stared at him. Oh my gosh... my works will never be published anymore? I looked down at my glass and felt my eyes start to tear up. I didn't think about that.... No one will be able to read my stuff anymore... and all those talks and book signings for people... all gone.... 

"I'm sorry I took that from you," Lyle whispered, his eyes showing pain as he watched me. I looked up at him wide eyed. He's hurt? I asked him to! I felt my glass slip from my hands and I was quickly in his arms, hugging him as I buried my face into his chest, wanting to comfort him like he did me. 

"It wasn't you," I told him quickly. "I asked for this. It's fine! Please don't be upset," I whispered to him and looked up into his eyes worriedly from his chest. He rubbed my head and sighed. 

"You've got what you wanted though, right?" He asked and moved us to our feet and towards the door. "It's only going to get better from here." I nodded and then let go of him, moving a few inches away to give him his space as I rubbed my arm. Hopefully it will only get better from here.... "Let's go meet my brothers," he suggested and started to lead me towards the door where he unlocked it and went through it and into the hall. I followed after him quickly, not wanting to be left. 

"Okay," I whispered to him and then smiled softly, happy I was with him still. I kind of don't want to leave him... ever.... He's my first vampire and he's also my maker! I can't ditch him, even after training. "King Lyle, I don't have to leave after you finish training me, right?" I asked him, biting my lower lip as I felt a little anxiety run through me from the idea of him kicking me out. 

"You can call me Lyle since you're my fledgling. No you don't ever have to leave me." He gave me a sweet smile.