Always and Forever

[vvdanicavv]

Aside from a summer fucking cold - and which braintrust had invented those? - nothing had seemed amiss when Danica had woken from her late morning slumber. She couldn’t breathe while horizontal, but sadly it hadn’t been enough to make her slip into the coma. A perpetual vegetative state was a better option sometimes than facing another day on the

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[likesthestooges]

The images on the screw drew Aidan's attention, first for the fact that they were obviously vampires that were being attacked on the screen, but then because he recognized one of them. He wasn't sure at first, but the person watching rewound enough times that he recognized him.

Once he saw who was standing there, it made sense. Danica was more than a bit of a bitch and the man Aidan had met on the beach was more than a bit of an ass. It made sense that they knew each other, and from Danica's expression he wondered if she might even care for him.

"I think that's enough watching that for now," Aidan said softly as he moved up next to her.

[vvdanicavv]

Eyes flicking to Aidan, when she saw who it was, they flicked straight back to the screen again. Her nose flared a little before her nostrils pinched together in another sniff.

Composing herself under another's gaze wasn't something she was used to, but she'd manage it, as long as she didn't look at him and let him see.

"You want my full undivided attention so that you can judge me some more about how I lived my vampiric life?" Just a guess. She didn't know him that well but he definitely seemed like a holier than thou type.

[likesthestooges]

"Because you don't need to keep watching this," he said. His voice was soft, but there wasn't any pity in it, he knew she wouldn't appreciate that. She might not appreciate comfort or sympathy of any kind, but at the very least he could give her an outlet for any anger she might be feeling.

"Let's close up the reel and go for a walk."

[vvdanicavv]

"Do I look like the type of person who goes for walks?" She asked, watching herself choke King to death on the screen. She was lying there, right beside him, her hand wrapped tightly around his throat, a look of anticipation on her face as the life seeped out of him.

The same look of anticipation was on Danica's face as she watched, muttering to herself, "Come on, come on..." She just needed to see she-Whistler die for what she'd done to Asher and then--

The screen went blank, the reel whirring to an end.

"No. No. No," she growled, rewinding and watching it cut short once again. "What the fuck did you do to it?!"

[asher_talos]

"Too much television will rot your brain," Asher said, standing beside the couch. AT this point, the images on the screen didn't phase him much. He'd lived through it (sort of), had a few years to deal with it and was just about as well adjusted with the fact that he died as anyone could have been expected to be. Although, he'd be lying if he said knowing that she-Whistler and King were probably still alive and will didn't rub him the wrong was. But what could he do about it?

[vvdanicavv]

Danica instantly turned her gaze up at him, blinking away the footage from her mind and stopping the reel. She sucked in a deep breath that stretched her lungs to the point of pain, stilling for a moment, then whipping the back of her hand straight into his stomach.

Seeing her brother die was one thing, and that was bad enough, but there was another feeling all together when she saw one of her own meet the end. It was the same feeling she'd gotten when King had been ripped from her, just a hundred, thousand times worse.

"You let her fucking kill you." Anger was better than showing how much it upset her. She was still surprised by that herself. Her other hand hit him too to punctuate the word. "Jackass."

[asher_talos]

"Ow. And I did not let her kill me." He'd been preoccupied. If he'd seen her, Asher liked to think that he wouldn't have continued to just stand there and let things play out the way they had. If he had his way, things would have ended a bit more in his favor.

[vvdanicavv]

"Whatever, Asher," she drawled over her shoulder, deliberately turning it away from him. If he touched it, it would probably be ice cold. "The result is still the same." She frowned at the blank screen, eyes wandering left and right as she thought.

Every leader needed a second in command. With Jarko gone too, Danica couldn't think of anybody up to the job. Except Drake. She'd had faith in him from the start, and if he rid the world of Blade, then together they would be unstoppable. Asher still wasn't a sacrifice she was willing to make though. But she wasn't going to boost his ego by letting him know.

Without knowing what life held for her back home, she felt a little lost. "What the fuck am I meant to do now?"

Asher might be dead, but it was still all about Danica.

[thedevamper]

"UV light so of course daylight, silver and apparently germ warfare. Tsk, clearly the scientists were working for the other side." Nikola said, making notes at the back of his notebook as he watched. His species were clearly the superior vampire race even if they were extinct. "Too animalistic, you need to breed out the weak vampire genes and promote the stronger genelines. That was what I was doing at home, recreating the great vampire race and I would've started by getting rid of those idiots in security and adding more scientists to your rank. The sunlight problem, I assume you tried using specialised suncream."

[vvdanicavv]

Even some of the innermost members of Danica's House were unaware of the kind of scientific breakthroughs that her men were achieving. Turning Pomeranians into neck chompers wasn't even the tip of the iceberg.

"Weak?" Danica breathed, a throaty voice coming from deep in her chest. She hadn't spent centuries working her way up, proving herself equally as capable as - no, better than - the Purebloods, just to have an ignorant tool call her weak.

Had he not insulted her, she may have paid more attention to his implication that he could recreate the vampire race. But her ego was too influential to let it go.

She stood and turned slowly to face him. Now was not the time to fuck with her. "Do you want to repeat that to my face?" She'd prefer to kick the shit out of she-Whistler, but right now, anybody would do and this guy was practically begging for it.

[thedevamper]

Nikola raised an eyebrow at the little she-vampire, smirking as she stepped up close to him in a threatening manner. Nikola smirked at the pleasure, looking down at her intrigued.

"What else would you call bursting into flame and ash at the mere flash of a uv light? It's hardly a strength, you need to ally yourself with a stronger breed of vampire." Nikola said to her face. "A little gene therapy would fix that easily. It's a shame you don't know someone who could do that. Oh, wait you do."

[vvdanicavv]

"You seem to be forgetting something," Danica growled. "I'm not a fucking vampire anymore."

It might have sounded like her brother's words had finally sunk in, and maybe they were, slowly, but right now all she was doing was using them for her own benefit.