With the sound of electricity crackling around me I appear in Lord Gabriel's chambers. I see Christian there speaking with them and I hiss at him vehemently.
Holding my hands up I transform and speak in a booming voice, "There will be no fighting within our own ranks!"
I watch as Lord Christopher's clan begin to settle themselves between us and them. Valentin standing behind Ice Cold. I can tell by the look on Nicholas' face he is very concerned about this.
Before I can say anything else Kenta slips from the wall and raises an eyebrow at the gathering asking if we were having an orgy without him. I growl and he snickers and gives me his half-smile.
His son Sasha address' him and tells him what has happened... and what Valentin said about Michael. Ice Cold and the rest of reptiles begin to hiss and Sasha's coven begin to snarl.
A bright light interrupts the tension and there before us stands Gaspard. Kenta does not hide Gaspard's either gall or stupidity. "Balls of a dragon!"
But it is Paul's appearance behind Gaspard that draw's my attention. I do not trust him anymore than I trust his brother - or Gaspard. Taking a step closer I growl, "If you've come to make amends Gaspard, it is to late! As for you Paul, I suggest you disappear from this world."
I look around me and take in the room full of Demons. I should have drank more from Paul. And this would have been much easier if Paul had not followed me. Nevertheless I straighten myself up and prepare for some negotiation. I eye Gabriel. "You wish to banish him for a simple temper tantrum. Come now Gabriel if it has come to that then half of your clan would be banished already. In particular your wolves."
I dig inside the pocket of what is left of my charred coat and take out my cigarettes as I talk. "And as for me making amends. Please do inform me as to what has caused this sudden distrust." I take one of my cigarettes out and wave it in the direction of Paul. "The words of a jealous boy." I pray Paul realises what I am doing and keeps his temper down. I wave my cigarette towards Lord Christopher's clan. "Or the words of an interloper who comes uninvited to my den and takes something of mine for himself."
I follow him unsure of what he is about to do. When I find myself back at Gabriel's, I fear for Valentin.
I do not give a damn what Gabriel thinks or says but I keep silent and wait to see exactly what Gaspard is doing. When he turns his attention to the reptile and his clan, I stay silent knowing his words will ignite violence... I wonder why.
My anger spreads to my family and instantly they all transform. Hissing, snarling and growls fill the room. Staying in human form I reach back and place a hand gently on Valentin.
My tongue flickering in and out as a warning a hiss, "Ssss'how dare you claim he isss yoursss! Becaussse of you he sssuffered not only physssical pain, but the anguissssh of losssst family!"
I glance to Gabriel. "This is why his words are not to be trusted. He lusts after what is mine." I turn my attention back to Lord Christopher. "It is none of your concern what goes on in my clan! We do not question and judge each other for how we run our own. That is not the demon way."
I turn back to Gabriel. "Valentin is mine. He was given to me and I made him Vampire. By demon law he cannot be taken from me. Not without my permission. You know this." I glance back to the reptile. "As do you."
I am confused. I want to stay with Lord Christopher where I feel safe but Lord Gaspard's words draw me to him. Paul is my brother. I can sense my Lord getting angrier and know he is going to strike out very soon. I cannot allow that. My brother would defend Gaspard.
I reach forward taking my Lord's arm holding pulling him back. "Wait." I step out from behind him and face Gaspard. "I know you do not like me. Yet now you say I am yours and come to claim me. Why can I not stay with Lord Christopher." I look to Paul. "I want to feel safe."
I am angered and hurt that he does not feel safe with me - us, but how can I fault him for those feelings. I shake my head, this is not what needs to be decided now! If Gaspard chooses Father over me.... Valentin will be the one to choose.
Stepping forward I turn to Gaspard. I'm growing inpatient and want this to be over! "Where Valentin stays is not the subject at hand. Why are we here? Why do you stall?"
I grit my teeth and look hard at Paul speaking sternly. If he gives away what I intend we are in deep trouble. "We are here because of you. He is family. Any family decisions should be made as a family. All of us need to be there. That is why I come to fetch him."
My eyes grow large and I grab him by his shredded shirt pressing him against the wall as my fangs distend. I freeze the others in time, though knowing Valentin is unaffected.
Lifting him up I growl, "Bring Father back without harming Valentin!"
I look down at him. "What other choice do I have." I growl back at him. "You wanted me to bring him back. You destroyed the part of his heart I needed. Am I supposed to rip out your own!"
I glance past him to a shocked Valentin. "To bring your father back I only need half of your heart."
I growl and throw him across the room slamming his body into the stone wall. The trance breaks and everyone is well aware of my rage! Flying across the room I land on his, my nails out and digging into his chest.
"I should kill you now! You would take away my only family to show me who you choose?! You want to join Father in death don't you!? Answer me!!"
When angered Paul does not realise his own strength. I may be able to heal but my body still has the limitations of it's human form. I don't bother wasting precious energy healing the broken bones he just gave me. If he doesn't kill me himself then there is now a roomful of demons who would gladly do it in his place.
"To keep you from leaving me I would do anything." My heart has just about given up hope. I'm not sure bringing back his father and choosing would prove anything at this point.
I scream out my frustrations as I pull my fingers from his chest. Spreading my wings I grab him and turn to my brother, "You are better off with the reptile then with us my dear brother. If I live, I will come back to find you!"
With that I haul Gaspard into the Ether with me. Gripping his body tightly I snarl, "Tell me of a safe place! The bunker is no longer safe!"
I have a number of places I could send us to where we would be safe but right now I only think of one. "The ruins of my father's castle. My birthplace."
His grip on me presses on broken ribs sending pain through me and I groan. "Look in my blood."
Tearing into his throat I taste the place he speaks of and head for it. Once inside the ruins I throw him to the floor. His blood tastes of pain, heartache and fear.
There is a presence here...a lingering memory. It causes me my own heartache and I feel a tear fall from the lashes when I sense more than see a visual of Gaspard and my Father - here!
I attack Gaspard ripping and tearing screaming at him. I tell him I hate him, I wish he were dead, I wish I had never met him, wishing I could have killed Father!
He does not fight me, his blood covers me and his anguish fills me. My heart breaks at the taste and sight and I cover his body with mine and cry. "I love you Gaspard! Why! Why could you not love me for me? How could you still love him!?"
Gently taking his head I rip open my wrist, a deep cut so the blood flows fast and heavy. He is too weak to refuse me. I continue to cry as he feeds. My heart full of immense love for him even though I want desperately to hate him.
Remembering that first night with him, how he made me feel safe - wanted, I stroke his cheek as continues to feed, "I love you... I am bound to you by it. I was made for you... and with you I will stay."
I take in his blood willingly now letting his emotions flood me as my body heals itself. Before I felt there was no hope now I know there is only one hope. It is not only I that needs to make a choice.
I open my eyes and push his wrist away from my mouth then reach up to touch his soft cheek letting my fingers slowly slip down stopping on his neck for a few seconds to feel his pulse beat so strongly under the warmth of his flesh before letting my hand fall to his chest. My eyes follow the path of my hand before flicking back up to meet his.
I am sure he doesn't expect it when I make my move, just as his father didn't either, but I do see a flicker of recognition in his eyes for a split second before the light goes out in them completely and he slumps over me.
I do not know how long I lay there holding him, feeling the warmth go out of him as I stroke his hair with one hand and clutch half of his heart between us in the other. Finally I move, kissing him and whispering for his forgiveness as I lay him gently on the ground.
I stand and look down at him knowing there is no heartbeat beneath his chest and the blood is not moving in his veins, yet at the same time knowing he is not dead, just... sleeping, his body very very slowly healing itself.
I don't bother glancing upward. "I have what you are after." I hold out the half of Paul's heart in my palm.
I watch as Lord Christopher's clan begin to settle themselves between us and them. Valentin standing behind Ice Cold. I can tell by the look on Nicholas' face he is very concerned about this.
Before I can say anything else Kenta slips from the wall and raises an eyebrow at the gathering asking if we were having an orgy without him. I growl and he snickers and gives me his half-smile.
His son Sasha address' him and tells him what has happened... and what Valentin said about Michael. Ice Cold and the rest of reptiles begin to hiss and Sasha's coven begin to snarl.
A bright light interrupts the tension and there before us stands Gaspard. Kenta does not hide Gaspard's either gall or stupidity. "Balls of a dragon!"
But it is Paul's appearance behind Gaspard that draw's my attention. I do not trust him anymore than I trust his brother - or Gaspard. Taking a step closer I growl, "If you've come to make amends Gaspard, it is to late! As for you Paul, I suggest you disappear from this world."
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I dig inside the pocket of what is left of my charred coat and take out my cigarettes as I talk. "And as for me making amends. Please do inform me as to what has caused this sudden distrust." I take one of my cigarettes out and wave it in the direction of Paul. "The words of a jealous boy." I pray Paul realises what I am doing and keeps his temper down. I wave my cigarette towards Lord Christopher's clan. "Or the words of an interloper who comes uninvited to my den and takes something of mine for himself."
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I do not give a damn what Gabriel thinks or says but I keep silent and wait to see exactly what Gaspard is doing. When he turns his attention to the reptile and his clan, I stay silent knowing his words will ignite violence... I wonder why.
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My anger spreads to my family and instantly they all transform. Hissing, snarling and growls fill the room. Staying in human form I reach back and place a hand gently on Valentin.
My tongue flickering in and out as a warning a hiss, "Ssss'how dare you claim he isss yoursss! Becaussse of you he sssuffered not only physssical pain, but the anguissssh of losssst family!"
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I turn back to Gabriel. "Valentin is mine. He was given to me and I made him Vampire. By demon law he cannot be taken from me. Not without my permission. You know this." I glance back to the reptile. "As do you."
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I reach forward taking my Lord's arm holding pulling him back. "Wait." I step out from behind him and face Gaspard. "I know you do not like me. Yet now you say I am yours and come to claim me. Why can I not stay with Lord Christopher." I look to Paul. "I want to feel safe."
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Stepping forward I turn to Gaspard. I'm growing inpatient and want this to be over! "Where Valentin stays is not the subject at hand. Why are we here? Why do you stall?"
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Lifting him up I growl, "Bring Father back without harming Valentin!"
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I glance past him to a shocked Valentin. "To bring your father back I only need half of your heart."
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"I should kill you now! You would take away my only family to show me who you choose?! You want to join Father in death don't you!? Answer me!!"
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"To keep you from leaving me I would do anything." My heart has just about given up hope. I'm not sure bringing back his father and choosing would prove anything at this point.
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With that I haul Gaspard into the Ether with me. Gripping his body tightly I snarl, "Tell me of a safe place! The bunker is no longer safe!"
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His grip on me presses on broken ribs sending pain through me and I groan. "Look in my blood."
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There is a presence here...a lingering memory. It causes me my own heartache and I feel a tear fall from the lashes when I sense more than see a visual of Gaspard and my Father - here!
I attack Gaspard ripping and tearing screaming at him. I tell him I hate him, I wish he were dead, I wish I had never met him, wishing I could have killed Father!
He does not fight me, his blood covers me and his anguish fills me. My heart breaks at the taste and sight and I cover his body with mine and cry. "I love you Gaspard! Why! Why could you not love me for me? How could you still love him!?"
Gently taking his head I rip open my wrist, a deep cut so the blood flows fast and heavy. He is too weak to refuse me. I continue to cry as he feeds. My heart full of immense love for him even though I want desperately to hate him.
Remembering that first night with him, how he made me feel safe - wanted, I stroke his cheek as continues to feed, "I love you... I am bound to you by it. I was made for you... and with you I will stay."
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I open my eyes and push his wrist away from my mouth then reach up to touch his soft cheek letting my fingers slowly slip down stopping on his neck for a few seconds to feel his pulse beat so strongly under the warmth of his flesh before letting my hand fall to his chest. My eyes follow the path of my hand before flicking back up to meet his.
I am sure he doesn't expect it when I make my move, just as his father didn't either, but I do see a flicker of recognition in his eyes for a split second before the light goes out in them completely and he slumps over me.
I do not know how long I lay there holding him, feeling the warmth go out of him as I stroke his hair with one hand and clutch half of his heart between us in the other. Finally I move, kissing him and whispering for his forgiveness as I lay him gently on the ground.
I stand and look down at him knowing there is no heartbeat beneath his chest and the blood is not moving in his veins, yet at the same time knowing he is not dead, just... sleeping, his body very very slowly healing itself.
I don't bother glancing upward. "I have what you are after." I hold out the half of Paul's heart in my palm.
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