Sarah Brewer - Immortals

Sarah Brewer

"Sadie"

When every boat
Has sailed away
And every path
Is marked and paved
When every road
Has had its say
Then I'll be bringing you back
Home to stay

Sarah was 15 years old when she married Sam Brewer. He was the youngest son of a family of, yes, Brewers. They had made fine wine and ales and they drank them as well. By the time Sarah was 25 years old, she had six children. five boys and one precious baby girl. Sarah's children were good and sweet and brought joy to her life. Her husband was largely uninvolved with the children and spent most of his time drunk with his brothers and father. Her husbands family was coarse and unfriendly. They made no secret of their dislike for Sarah, and treated her children as outcasts. Even though life was hard in the 1300s, she had her sweet children. 

And then came the rains of 1315, followed by a Winter so bitter that some of the livestock froze to death in the field. Spring and Summer brought massive floods from melting ice and snow. By fall, there was no hope of harvest. It was a grim time, standing in the fields, watching the trees go bare, feeling the chill in the air, and knowing that Winter was coming. And with it, came death. 

Sarah ate very little, saving what she could to make sure the children ate enough. But even so, they became weak, and when the snow storms came, they fell ill. 

For two years, they barely hung on. That Winter of 1316 was the worst. Spring came much too late to save the youngest Brewer children. Famine had wiped out most of the kingdom, including Sam. Widowed and weak, Sarah left the farm to her in laws, who were more interested in their own survival than the wife and child of their dead son. They refused to acknowledge her and turned her away. She hitched up one of the surviving draft horses to a wooden cart, packed up her ten year old son and they traveled for Wales where Sarah was hopeful to find her Father's family.

Her sweet son dimmed more with each passing day as they traveled. He died in her arms on the roadside, and Sarah huddled in the cart, the spring rains falling on her face as she held him for days, unable to let go. She had not eaten in a long time and hoped death would come for her too. So she waited there in the cart by the roadside, even letting the draft horse go free. She laid in the cart with her son's body, and waited for death. 

And Death found her. But not as she imagined. Sarah dreamed of it as she laid there, the cold lifeless corpse hugged to her thin failing chest. She dreamed of dying and joining her children in the bright warm light of Heaven. 

And indeed, when Sarah opened her eyes, the lights were bright. As if hundred's of candles surrounded her, she had to lift a hand to shield her eyes. With dismay, she realized she was alive, lying in a sterile looking room, in a quite comfortable bed and wearing a night gown much finer than she had ever owned.
Her eyes adjusted to the dazzling light and found it was merely the sun coming in through a window. It made her uncomfortable and she shrank from it, scooting off the bed. She was surprised to find her legs were steady. She felt quite strong, but a little dizzy. She wondered how it could be when she had been so close to death. She found a mirror above a wash basin and gazed into it, unbelieving the face looking back at her. It was her face, but not that of a poor starved widow. Aside from being pale, her skin was smooth and her cheeks as plumped as they had been when she married Sam, the Brewer's son. 

She touched her face, curiously. How could it be? How dare she live when her son was dead. How dare she breathe... and then she gasped, horrified. What had been done with her son? Where was his body? A ragged cry left her and she sunk to the floor, sobbing. 

It was then that Sarah met her Master. Her savior. He lifted her from the floor and carried her outside, sweeping his cloak over her face to keep the bright light from her face. Then he set her down in front of a tiny grave. There was a large gravestone and a stone carving of a child angel praying. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Her baby was here, and she laid on the grave for a long time. 

The Master gave her time. He waited until Sarah's numbing grief was slowly taken over by the awareness of hunger. He fed her with his own blood at first, and she took it, too hungry to be repulsed. Then he told her what she had become. Sarah had very little will to live, but she drank what he brought her to quell the discomfort of hunger. When the Master thought she was strong enough, he took her into his arms and they rose up in flight. Sarah was too frightened at first to do more than cling to him. By the time they landed, she cursed herself for holding on so tightly, when all she wanted to do was let herself fall to the earth and die properly. 

They had landed just outside of the Brewer farm. Her eyes turned with confusion from the Master to the farmhouse. The Master whispered something in her ear, and a sharp light came to her eyes. Sarah's first kills were sweetened by vengeance for her dead son. 

She devoted herself to the Master. He had taken her broken lost life, and reanimated her. Sarah Brewer left her name and her old life behind and became Sadie. 

Sadie found herself in a life of luxury, where every wish, every desire was obtainable. Every wish except for children. She silently longed to fill her arms with the soft warm flesh of a child . The Master was good to her. He quickly saw the answer to her empty arms was to fill her years with the care of newborn vampires. A century and a half slid by slowly, and the Master had built his own coven with children of his blood, raised with love by Sadie. He was pleased and proud. Other vampires joined his coven, and he had many "children".  Though he was never her lover, he did love her in as much as he could. 

But then, Sadie took a lover. He began to suspect this, watching through narrowed eyes as the newest of his "children" exchanged furtive glances with her. She shielded her thoughts from him well, but her lover did not. He was an open book and the Master read far more than he could bear.  In a jealous rage, he banished both from his coven and from his protection. He did eventually forgive her. But it was many decades later, and only then because he needed a favor... 

Sadie left the country with Sebastian to save him from the wrath of the Master. For decades they wandered, nomads. Living like gypsies. It was Sadie who came up with the idea to go to the battlegrounds for their meals. There was never a shortage of battlefields in this violent world. 

The relationship between Sadie and Sebastian evolved over the passing years. She was affectionate and loving to him, and he was loyal and dependant on her. The physical relationship they shared had given way to something closer to a mother and son. Though Sebastian swore he could never look at another woman.
It was the mid 1400s when the Master summoned her. She came to him, finding him kneeling over the crumpled body of a beautiful young girl. 

"Sansa." He said as he laid his head on the smooth cool cheek of the girl. "You must save her. I cannot. I have been called on by the ancients." 

Sadie filled with compassion for the young girl. She had been drained and was very near death. While they waited for Sadie's blood gift to bring the child back to the living, the Master told her how a jealous servant had led the girl away and left her for dead, and that another servant had informed him of the crime. The Master was on the verge of releasing his entire coven so he could join the ancients at their request. There was no place for newborns there. It was forbidden. 

Besides, the Master could think of no better mother for his Sansa than his Sadie. 

And so two became three. Sadie, Sebastian, and Sansa. 

In the 1700s, Sadie took her family to the colonies of America to feed on the battlefields of the American Revolution. They found America to be an especially good place to hunt. There was no shortage of death there. The three found they could go longer and longer between meals, even taking animals down if they needed. And there were no shortages of prey animals in America either. For a century they lived with very little human contact.   

The Civil War was the last battlefield that they took advantage of. There was great trouble in America by that time with Indians. Though Sadie and her family knew that the white men had provoked much of the Indian wrath, Sadie decided they would feed on the brown skinned savages. For the first time, they became hunters of humans and not just scavengers.  

Tracking a migrating tribe, they found Canada. It was there they found the first vampires they had seen for over a century. The Tribe of the Ageless. Vampires, like them. Yet, not like them. Two Bears welcomed them into their village. Two Bears and his tribe lived much as they had before becoming immortal. They hunted and fed off of animals, they danced and sang, they lived and loved. They had many rituals and told stories about their life before they came to Canada, and they told stories of the Cold One. It was a good life and Sadie decided to stay a while. She, Sansa and Sebastian would live souly off of animals. 

Here, she met Brigham Quinn and his sons, Andreas and Tristan. The attraction was instant, the chemistry undeniable. It was not long before the three became six. 

They stayed with the Ageless for many years. She and Brig became very respected among them and it was an easy life. Eventually though, Brig grew tired of the seclusion. He had lived among humans for centuries accumulating a great amount of knowledge and wealth. Sadie was mistrustful of living life among humans but Brig persuaded her to try it. They had proven they could live on animal blood. They were all capable of being near humans without attacking them. They had mingled and befriended the humans in the Ageless Tribe. Brig was certain Sadie and her powerful children could do it. 

And so they did. They traveled east and settled on a farm outside of a large city. More and more they began to walk among the humans. They began to test their limits, taking jobs from time to time among the humans, sending the children to school, going to the theater, enjoying the city. 

They enjoyed their new way of life.During the Great depression, they gave large amounts of money to the missions to help the humans out. They lived well on the farm and the "children" spent more and more time in the city. Sadie began to feel that craving again for a newborn. She loved nurturing them. They were needy creatures, clingy and simple minded at first. 
 (unfinished)