Butterfly of Thought--Outtake
So yesterday during my crisis of "OMG THIS SUCKS" when I decided to change the way I was doing the last book, I wrote an entire short chapter from Bran's pov.
It probably won't make it into the final thing, at least not atm....so I'm going to post it as an outtake. Kinda like at the end of Jackie Chan movies. LOL
This takes place during the plane ride, during/after Ayumi's Interlude. This isn't counted in my word count btw...since I'm not using it. =D
The flight had been my very definition of hell. The younger of the two vampires, Ayumi, had made annoying me her personal vendetta. By the time the flight landed in New York, I was convinced I should've left her in Japan. Hell, maybe I should've left them both there. Some jobs just don't pay enough, no matter how damn scary the employer is. This was one of them. I should've gotten on the plane the first time, hell, if I knew then what I knew now, I'd have ran on the next flight out of the damn country, no matter its destination. But no, I had to be determined, had to finish the job. I just had to keep my perfect record. And to make it worse, I was going to catch hell when I finally went home. Guess who missed his eldest daughter's birthday?
When the plane finally landed, I had to restrain myself from grabbing the blood sucker and tossing her at Catherine's feet, then running away like a girl. Of course, it seemed everyone on the plane wanted off, since as soon as the door opened there was a rush. Probably had something to do with how close I came a few times to changing right there and taking her head off. The worst part is that wouldn't even have killed her, just made her more annoying. And messy.
I learned something new about vampires during the flight: they could eat people food. Oh yes, and they could manage to get it allover themselves and everyone else too. Of course, I know that she did it on purpose, not even three year olds are that messy. Perhaps ripping her head off would've been an improvement, it might've shut her up. Hard to pass air over vocal cords if they're ripped in half. I shook my head at my own thoughts. I was normally not a violent person. I preferred my jobs nice and neat, and bloodless. But this woman, she brought out the beast inside.
We walked out of the gate, and I began looking around for some poor vampire sap to pawn these two off on. Didn't take me long to spot one, with his pale skin and perfect face. Catherine had a thing for pretty boys, or so it would appear. I resisted the urge to push Ayumi into his arms, and walked forward calmly. “Did Catherine send you?”
The vampire nodded, looking over my two charges. He glanced back at me, his raised eyebrow looking out of place in his nearly plastic face. “There was only supposed to be one.”
“Look, consider the other a freebie. Hell, I'd almost be willing to pay you to get her away from me.” I saw him take in my disheveled appearance, and glance back at Ayumi.
“I don't want her. Just that one.” He pointed at Chouko.
“Well, you get both, so deal with it.” Normally, I'd be a bit more respectful toward my employers and their people, but my tolerance level was at its limit. “This is Chouko's daughter, Ayumi. I couldn't very well leave her behind to help them find Chouko, now could I?”
“My mistress wants them to find Chouko.” His voice was flat, dead. I searched his face, looking for the punchline. I didn't find one.
“Wait. I just spent close to three months in Japan to kidnap someone and Catherine wants them to find her? What the hell?” My voice had risen a couple notches, sounding more like my animal's skwaks as I went on. “I have been threatened by Chevalier and tormented by an infant vampire because Catherine wants her to be found? Oh that's just beautiful!”
My cell phone rang, and angrily I pulled it from my pocket and tossed it to the ground, a satisfying crunch signaling its demise. The vampire only looked at me, impassive eyes following my movements. “Are you quite finished pitching your fit now?” I stared at him, wanting to rip his pretty head from its shoulders. He held out an envelope as he continued. “My mistress said your payment is in here. She's giving you triple your usual fee because of all the trouble she's caused you. If you'd like to complain some more, I can take you to her and let you do it face to face....”
I felt myself pale, not only because I was scared to death of his Mistress, but because triple my usual fee was an astounding number. My head was spinning with visions of the money that envelope held. With trembling hands, I reached forward and snatched it from his cool fingers. “No, this will be fine. Just get that one” I pointed at Ayumi, “away from me.”
He smirked, and motioned both women to follow him. I stood in the airport terminal and watched him usher them into a large limo. As it drove away, taking my troubles with it, I wanted to dance a jig. Money wasn't enough to solve all my problems, but it was certainly enough to pacify them for a while.
It probably won't make it into the final thing, at least not atm....so I'm going to post it as an outtake. Kinda like at the end of Jackie Chan movies. LOL
This takes place during the plane ride, during/after Ayumi's Interlude. This isn't counted in my word count btw...since I'm not using it. =D
The flight had been my very definition of hell. The younger of the two vampires, Ayumi, had made annoying me her personal vendetta. By the time the flight landed in New York, I was convinced I should've left her in Japan. Hell, maybe I should've left them both there. Some jobs just don't pay enough, no matter how damn scary the employer is. This was one of them. I should've gotten on the plane the first time, hell, if I knew then what I knew now, I'd have ran on the next flight out of the damn country, no matter its destination. But no, I had to be determined, had to finish the job. I just had to keep my perfect record. And to make it worse, I was going to catch hell when I finally went home. Guess who missed his eldest daughter's birthday?
When the plane finally landed, I had to restrain myself from grabbing the blood sucker and tossing her at Catherine's feet, then running away like a girl. Of course, it seemed everyone on the plane wanted off, since as soon as the door opened there was a rush. Probably had something to do with how close I came a few times to changing right there and taking her head off. The worst part is that wouldn't even have killed her, just made her more annoying. And messy.
I learned something new about vampires during the flight: they could eat people food. Oh yes, and they could manage to get it allover themselves and everyone else too. Of course, I know that she did it on purpose, not even three year olds are that messy. Perhaps ripping her head off would've been an improvement, it might've shut her up. Hard to pass air over vocal cords if they're ripped in half. I shook my head at my own thoughts. I was normally not a violent person. I preferred my jobs nice and neat, and bloodless. But this woman, she brought out the beast inside.
We walked out of the gate, and I began looking around for some poor vampire sap to pawn these two off on. Didn't take me long to spot one, with his pale skin and perfect face. Catherine had a thing for pretty boys, or so it would appear. I resisted the urge to push Ayumi into his arms, and walked forward calmly. “Did Catherine send you?”
The vampire nodded, looking over my two charges. He glanced back at me, his raised eyebrow looking out of place in his nearly plastic face. “There was only supposed to be one.”
“Look, consider the other a freebie. Hell, I'd almost be willing to pay you to get her away from me.” I saw him take in my disheveled appearance, and glance back at Ayumi.
“I don't want her. Just that one.” He pointed at Chouko.
“Well, you get both, so deal with it.” Normally, I'd be a bit more respectful toward my employers and their people, but my tolerance level was at its limit. “This is Chouko's daughter, Ayumi. I couldn't very well leave her behind to help them find Chouko, now could I?”
“My mistress wants them to find Chouko.” His voice was flat, dead. I searched his face, looking for the punchline. I didn't find one.
“Wait. I just spent close to three months in Japan to kidnap someone and Catherine wants them to find her? What the hell?” My voice had risen a couple notches, sounding more like my animal's skwaks as I went on. “I have been threatened by Chevalier and tormented by an infant vampire because Catherine wants her to be found? Oh that's just beautiful!”
My cell phone rang, and angrily I pulled it from my pocket and tossed it to the ground, a satisfying crunch signaling its demise. The vampire only looked at me, impassive eyes following my movements. “Are you quite finished pitching your fit now?” I stared at him, wanting to rip his pretty head from its shoulders. He held out an envelope as he continued. “My mistress said your payment is in here. She's giving you triple your usual fee because of all the trouble she's caused you. If you'd like to complain some more, I can take you to her and let you do it face to face....”
I felt myself pale, not only because I was scared to death of his Mistress, but because triple my usual fee was an astounding number. My head was spinning with visions of the money that envelope held. With trembling hands, I reached forward and snatched it from his cool fingers. “No, this will be fine. Just get that one” I pointed at Ayumi, “away from me.”
He smirked, and motioned both women to follow him. I stood in the airport terminal and watched him usher them into a large limo. As it drove away, taking my troubles with it, I wanted to dance a jig. Money wasn't enough to solve all my problems, but it was certainly enough to pacify them for a while.