Guess what I got guys! I just bought a new laptop and now I can type whenever I want! I know I posted a story where the Guardians are vampires before and ended up deleting it, but that was because I didn't really like it and thought it needed more time to stew in my brain juices. So, hopefully this will be enjoyable and meet my expectations... Cross your fingers!

Flames shall be used to heat my magical hot cocoa which I shall drink and laugh at how you think you're better than me.

Manny was the oldest vampire in existence and many called him the first, but if he was the first how did he come to be? Well, whether he is the first or not he's certainly not telling anyone. He once had two apprentices, two young boys who wished to be the same as he. Manny indulged the boys with a gentle smile, even though he was an immortal being who feasted on human blood he did have the tendency to get bored and lonely, he found that those two feelings often went together hand in hand. He allowed the boys to live with him and got to know them for a year before he made his decision. The first thing he told the two children was that their names were from their old life and from that moment on they were reborn. Both boys obeyed perfectly and then they began their year of lessons and getting to know each other.

One of these boys, Manny found, struggled with directions, often doing what he thought was best rather than what he was told was best while the other boy followed his instructions exactly as he was told. He never overstepped Manny's boundaries even though he was given many opportunities to do so.

At the end of the year Manny stood in the dining hall of his home and looked the two boys over. He truly didn't know what to do Then he took a deep breath, making his decision.

He looked towards the child who obeyed only if his inner voice thought it was a good idea. He took a deep breath and smiled gently. "Sanderson Mansnoozie." the golden haired boy smiled and nodded.

His gaze moved to the boy who always listened. "Kozmotis Pitchiner." the child puffed up his chest and got a prideful expression.

"My boys." he looked at both of them. "I have made my decision. Sanderson Mansnoozie, you shall join me in immortality."

Sanderson's eyes widened. "B-but sir-"

"Sanderson, you do as you are told, but you also have a heart that cannot be silenced. I would be honored for you to accept my hand for all eternity."

Neither noticed that Kozmotis was fuming until he couldn't stay silent. "How dare you?!"

Manny looked at the black haired child. "What do you mean?"

"I did everything that you asked of me whether I wanted to or not and you accept him and not me?!" he yelled furiously.

Manny frowned at this outburst. "That is why I did not accept your request Kozmotis. You followed blindly, showing me that your heart was already dead."

"You'll regret this vampire. You will forever regret this." then he stormed out of the castle, making a large amount of noise as he went.

Sanderson blinked. "Sir, do I truly deserve this honor?"

Manny moved his attention back to the golden child... His golden child. "Yes Sanderson. I think you do." he then stood and moved to the child. "I do not want to frighten you so I shall tell you what I will do and then you may choose whether or not to continue along this path. You must be wary because once you begin down this path, you cannot return to mortality. You will forever be a vampire."

Sanderson nodded seriously. "I will."

Manny smiled then he too was composed. "I will drink your lifeblood until you can feel death's cold grasp, then I shall replace the blood I have taken with my own. You will then feel pain and weariness and you will fall asleep. When you awaken you will be as I am. Sun will be your enemy. Blood will be your only source of life. As you age holy symbols will lose their power to weaken you and you may dine upon food and drink as mortals do. In the beginning the food of humans will make you ill so you they may not pass your lips for fear that you may not make it. Do you still wish to join me in immortality?"

The whole time Sanderson was silent and listened dutifully. "I do." his voice was gentle and composed.

Manny smiled, it was truly amazing that the first mortal he had offered his blood accepted. He nodded. "Shall we go to your chambers?"

In Sanderson's room Manny told the boy to lay on his bed and he sat beside him. "Are you sure?"

He smiled and nodded. "Yes sir."

Manny then bent over the child and sank his fangs into his soft neck. The hot blood poured over his tongue and he swallowed it eagerly. He drank until he heard the boy's heart begin to slow then he straightened and drew a sharp nail along his wrist. He held his wrist to his golden child's mouth. "Drink Sanderson."

Sanderson began to drink. It was simple swallows at first, but as his strength returned to him and clutched his master's wrist close and sucked on it with vigor. When Manny knew he'd had enough he pulled away. "You're doing excellent." he breathed as Sanderson cried out, tears slipping down his cheeks. "It's okay child. It is just death. Just mortal death. You will awaken once more as the sun sets." the boy's heart stopped and his breathing froze. Manny kissed Sanderson's forehead. "I will be here when you awaken."

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When Sanderson opened his eyes he saw Manny sitting at his side. "Hello my boy. How do you feel?"

Sanderson opened his mouth to talk, but found that he couldn't make any noise. He threw a panicked glance to Manny, his now-golden eyes shimmering with terror.

"My blood changed a few things. I am sorry you voice has left you." Manny said mournfully. The sound of pain Sanderson had made right before his death flashed through his mind and he hated himself more than he ever thought he could.

Sanderson laid his hand over Manny's and smiled. It's okay, he mouthed.

Manny laughed softly at the fledgling's huge heart. "Thank you Sanderson."

Sanderson gasped lightly and touched his throat, pain glistening in his eyes.

"Here you are." Manny held out a glass of blood. They would go out hunting another night, but for now he needed to get to know his new body and rest.

Sanderson took the goblet with desperation and gulped it down, gasping loudly.

Manny rubbed the boy's back. "Sh... Slower." he murmured.

Sanderson slowed down and when he was finished he slumped into Manny's arms. Manny held him close and murmured comforting words in his ear. "Breathe. While you do not need oxygen it helps your muscles relax."

The fledgling vampire took deep breaths and gazed into Manny's silver eyes. When he was calm Manny showed him his speed and his strength. When the night neared its ending Manny took Sanderson to his coffin and they held each other, one wanting the comfort and the other needing it.

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Over the years Sanderson learned that he could summon golden sand that gave people good dreams and could send people to sleep, this was a trick that he often used on Manny whenever he seemed over-stressed. They both knew that Manny could halt the sand's power against him if he really wanted to, but Sanderson's intentions in it made it worthwhile.

After several hundred years together Sandeson left to find his own way. Over time he found other companions that he made vampires. There was Nicholas St. North, the Russian bandit with a seemingly unhealthy obsession with children's toys. E. Aster Bunnymund, an Australian with amazing skills in martial arts and loved Easter. Then there was Tooth, a speedy woman who studied teeth... for fun.

Over the years neither of them ever forgot Kozmotis' threat and neither knew what was coming for them.

How did I do? :D

Should I find a picture of what Manny looks like, he probably won't be returning except for the next chapter... Tell me what you think!

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Have a wonderful day/night!

Sacrilegious Blasphemy