04:23 Oct 11 2007
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It isn’t widely known throughout the Vampire Kingdom where, when or how we came to be. I am one of the few who have managed to obtain this information. It was not through any painstaking journey, or from reading volumes and volumes of literature and history. But through Love.
Our story begins where many others do, and with a certain amount of animosity. In a village, centuries ago, a little baby girl was born. This being’s conception and pregnancy had been as normal as any other infants. And yet, there was nothing normal about her birth. Outside the hut in which the baby was born and her mother died, a war of the elements roared outside.
A fire, started by the harsh temperatures of the African country, threatened to consume the entire village. A goat herder from the village saw it and, following the winds direction, knew it would enkindle the flames and spread it to their home. They evacuated the village just as the flames reached it’s edge. But not everybody was accounted for. Seeka, a young bride and pregnant beauty, was missing from the group. She had taken shelter in her family’s hut as she began the early stages of labour. But after the fire began, Seeka was crippled in pain so much so, she couldn’t move. The family had to leave but didn’t want to leave their only daughter behind.
“It will be ok.” Seeka assured them.
The yelling and urgency of the villagers calls from outside the hut stiffened their resolve. But kallen, her husband, did not want to leave her. She told her family to take him out as a warm gust of wind blew in through the door. Seeka’s father and brother dragged him out yelling and fighting. As the baby’s tears fell from her newborn eyes, a heavy rain like a water fall fell upon the land dousing the fire. Finally, all fell silent. A swift breeze swept up the dusty ground and the villagers returned.
IN the very centre of the storm stood the little hut, untouched. Salma, the village leader walked through the open doorway, ash falling upon her face. Inside lay the body of Seeka. Her face was set, her eyes closed with a small smile. One arm lay across her belly the other held a sleeping baby.
At first the villagers thought both mother and child had died, but as Salma picked up the infant she opened her eyes. I doing so, Salma almost dropped the baby. Her eyes were not dark brown, or both of the same colour. They seemed to change colour in the light, like rainbows in the sky.
“is it safe? Are they….” Another villager entered the room.
He looked gravely at Seeka’s body. Seeka’s family were being held outside the hut as it was customary for the leader to announce the death of loved ones. Salma turned around holding the baby and stepped out of the hut. The baby cried out as the sun light hit her eyes and at that moment it seemed to hide between the clouds. Everybody stood in silence as Salma carried the baby over to a burnt tree.
“If this is the baby from my dreams…The our village shall be reborn once more, and she shall be our queen. Immortal protector, controller of the elements. Out village and people shall prosper as the god’s have shown me in my visions.
She held the baby’s hand against the dead tree. The bark began to re-grow and within moments, the tree had grown to its full height and leaves had appeared. It was as if nothing had ever touched the tree, not even time.
The crowd cried out ‘Elmentis, Elmentis’ as the family came up to Salma and took the baby in their arms. But Kallen would not be subdued. He grabbed the baby and tried to run the blade across her throat. Some of the men grabbed hold of him but not before a drop of blood could be spilled upon his hand.
Kallen screamed at the baby as the blood burned his skin.
“This child is a demon! She killed my wife just as an innocent. I place a curse on her. As she gives birth to her newborn innocent, she will sacrifice her own life! Just as her mother did!”
Kallen was removed from the village and all else that’s known of him was forgotten. The baby however, lived to a beautiful age of twenty. She was revered as a goddess in her village and word of her strengths and gifts spread throughout what is now known as the continent of Africa. And to this day, word has spread even farther.
Though we no longer know her species as Elmentis alone. We know them, us, as Vampires, Night crawlers, creatures of the night.
Now one could say that this baby was normal. Just like any other human being. Just old folk tales that have changed over the centuries. Or you could say that the villagers made this baby what she was through faith. Believe what you will, love showed me the truth.
I will tell you the story from start to finish, because I believe all Vamps deserve to know where they belong, and who they belong too. Every religion has its god, and its bible and its wars. We now, have ours.
Chapter 1
You wouldn’t think it was something most would be bothered by. But Aiden was having the hardest time sleeping because of it. His mind just kept turning and turning in relentless circles over the same thing. Just down the hall she slept. He’d picked her up off the highway drenched and obviously shaken by something. He recognized her, just not right away. Her sight threw him off because she had changed drastically since she had disappeared two years ago. It was her scent, the freshness of her voice yet the twinkle had died.
The bed squeaked as he turned over to face the wall remembering that afternoon. It was storming as always in March so of course he was driving Dave home from the construction site. Aiden hadn’t even seen her Dave had to point her out.
“Hey, dude, Aiden pull over, she needs a ride.” Dave tugged his sleeve pointing to a slinky figure on the side of the road.
Aiden hardly saw her through the rain and wasn’t sure how Dave saw her considering the human male was fairly old. Heck the top of his head proved that. It looked as if it had run down its fore head and migrated underneath his nose to create a mustache Stalin would be proud of. He slowed the truck and switched on the hazard lights as Dave rolled down his window. She didn’t move back from the van but stood firm.
“Where do you need to go?” Dave asked with a huge smile.
But Kirsty just stood there as if he’d just slapped her, finally through the rain “I…I don’t know.”
Aiden leaned back in his seat pulling his hood up looking at her. She smelt of sweat, fear, exhaustion and yet above all else the only thing Aiden could smell was…her. The way she gripped her backpack said she was scared but ready to put up a fight. He watched her finger trace over a scar on her shoulder. It looked strangely familiar. He traced his own finger over his arm watching hers move over the collar bone, and down slightly curving inwards as it went down her chest.
“You…don’t know?” Dave’s smile faltered.
“Well, I mean…I’m not from around here.” She hoisted the backpack up over her shoulder. “I have no idea where I need to go.”
It was pelting rain hard, and it had come out of no where. She was obviously dressed for the sunny weather from earlier on that day. A grey tank top clung to her as she wrapped her arms around shoulders. The skirt she wore was torn and the bottom was littered with leaves, which meant she had actually gone through the forest. But why?
“Either decide now or we’re leaving.” Aiden said from the other side putting the car in drive. He had a bad feeling about this girl and yet….he knew her.
She backed away slightly and looked down the road. “Go on.”
“Are you sure?” Dave asked puzzled. He looked over at Aiden with a look that said ‘what the fuck dude?’ But Aiden just stared down the road.
“Okay hunny. Be safe.” Dave paused then rolled up the window as Aiden eased back into the traffic. His eyes kept darting back to the rear view mirror. Cars slowed as they passed her but none stopped. They went around the turn and lost sight of her. For some reason unknown to him, he slowed.
Dave looked at him; it was all he needed to start in on him. “Come on man, we’ll drop her off at Harry’s, they always have one or two spare rooms for a night. She can figure out where she has to go from there.” He paused waiting for some response, and just as Aiden was about to open his mouth to protest he started again “You’re fucking cold man. I mean she’s a girl. She can’t hurt you, unless you’re a fucking pussy, afraid of her getting to you. If anything…”
“Alright. Fuck, shut up.” Aiden broke out almost slamming his foot on the break. “You know I hate you sometimes?” He pulled into a side street. Dave smiled too himself, but Aiden was way too tense.
What are you doing? She can find her own way home, she’s nothing to you. Aiden’s mind exploded on him. You don’t even know this girl she isn’t anything to you, why would you care about what happens to her? Weak. WEAK!
“Whoa dude slow down you’re going to pass her.” Dave said, “Where the hell did you just go?” He was gripping the handle of the door and half smiling.
Aiden didn’t say anything but stopped across from the girl and motioned for her to cross the street. He watched her legs as she half jogged across the street. Reaching his window he motioned again for her to go to Dave’s side. She avoided his eyes and half ran around to the other side as he watched her.
Dave held the door open as she got in. “there ya go.”
She climbed in so Aiden stared hard at the road again. It was a pick up so she sat tightly against both of them as Dave got back in. Aiden put the car back in drive and turned around again. She didn’t say anything at first, just clutched onto her back pack and twisted her wet hair behind her.
“Thank you.” The tiniest of voices came from between them.
Aiden wasn’t sure how to respond, she seemed scared, and he could smell it but it wasn’t even all that present, he was still trying to get past the raspberries and…what was it? Fresh laundry from the dryer type smell. He almost smiled at this thought. Why was that so familiar?
“Not a problem. I'm Dave.” He said smiling and turning to her putting out a hand. She froze, her whole body went rigid for less then two seconds but they both caught it. She shook his hand tentatively.
“I’m Kirsty. Nice to meet you. Thank you so much.” Her voice got a little lighter and now Aiden froze, but they didn’t notice. It’s a coincidence. Always is.
“So, where are you from?’ Dave asked leaning out of the window.
She relaxed a little and Aiden felt her arm push gently into his side. Oh but I hope it isn’t.
“I was living in Crawley…” she paused as if thinking of where to go from there. He heard her ask herself where am I going? “Right now, I’m between places. Just…wanted to see the rest of England that’s all.” And she giggled.
Nothing outlandish, nothing loud and obnoxious. Just a small little giddy up in her voice, given with a slight smile. Co…in...ci...dence.
“Oh yea, don’t mind him….he doesn’t talk much.” Dave chuckled. “Unless to insult me.”
“Shut up.” Aiden retorted. He tried to loosen his grip on the steering wheel but the fight to keep his eyes on the road and not to look and stare at Kirsty was ripping him in two. Holding onto it was the only thing keeping him together.
“See what I mean.”
Kirsty smiled and nodded slightly.
“Don’t worry, we’re both nice chaps and won’t hurt you….and we aren’t perverts either. Even though, I’m sure you’re thinking “well that’s what a pervert would say” but yea…I’m just trying to…set your mind at ease…I guess.” Dave died off.
Kirsty actually laughed. “it’s okay.”
“Right good!” He smiled again and clapped his hands. “So, why are you “In between” places if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Um…well…” She hung her head letting her hair fall into her face. “Well…”
Aiden looked over and saw her fiddling with her fingers. Weak. “Are you gonna answer?” He said more out of frustration then anything.
She looked up at him shocked, and a little spark came through her voice this time “it’s none of your business.”
Aiden half wanted to throw her out and keep her here. She was setting him off and all she was doing was sitting there.
“Right you are, sorry didn’t mean to intrude.” Dave rubbed his hand over his bald head, the way he did in every tense situation.
Usually Aiden found it amusing but right now, it pissed him off. If this girl was Kirsty she had a lot to answer for. And he didn’t intend to let her go until he found out if it was her, and then the truth….maybe even to get a little revenge.
“Then why did you ask?” Aiden growled. He was speeding down the street now, it was deserted but he wanted to drop Dave off fast. Then turn on Kirsty. If it even is her.
“Dude, don’t get all riled up at me for no reason. What the hell is wrong with you man?” he pushed further into the door as if hoping he could dive out of it.
Aiden felt Dave’s anger and humiliation rise in him as his heart got faster, so did his own.
Maybe he should drop Kirsty off first. Drop her off and wish her the best and forget about her. Besides he wasn’t even sure it was her. Just some poor, young girl with the same name and giggle and…smell?
“Just drop me off at your place, I’ll walk from there, Kirsty, did you wanna stay at a hotel tonight?” Dave asked.
Aiden could hear her mind rushing looking for an answer. “Um, yea sure just drop me off outside the nearest…I’ll get a room.” She twisted her fingers around each other. She was lying.
He knew she had no where to go, and if he dropped her off there was no telling where she would end up, or who she would end up with.
“You can stay at my place.” He felt fear rise above all else in her and her body turn rigid again and Dave stared at him. “My mother will be happy to have another girl in the house for a change.” It was the only thing he could think of.
He didn’t really live with his “Mother” well…biological anyways. She was the woman who had Risen him. She had saved him from misery, lying shivering on the puke stained mattress in his rented room. He’d turned to shit, and the most available drug, coke, when Kirsty had left. It took him one shot to get fucked, and one to get cooked. That night he had taken four. And of course, she had walked in. How? The door had been locked, but he figured, hell any Trick around here knew how to get inside when they didn’t want to be on the corner anymore. But she didn’t look like a trick. And certainly wasn’t there to turn one either…
“dude wake up, you just passed your street. Hit him for me…” Dave said.
“sorry…I was just thinking.” Aiden shook his head and pulled his cell from his pocket…” You know Rosa will want you to stay for dinner right?”
Dave’s heart gave a little flutter but Aiden tried to ignore it. He knew he was sweet on Rosa and she was more then interested in Dave but he really didn’t want to get involved.
“OH Jesus please tell me she’s cooking roast. It’s Friday after all.” Dave started.
“Keep it in your pants….hey its Aiden, I’m almost home, I’m bringing Dave over for dinner and a friend too….no. No. No she isn’t…yes it’s a she. Oh my god, please…. I’m hanging up now. Five, four….okay see you in a few. Bye.” Aiden shook his head and turned down into his street.
He could feel Kirsty leaning against him and tuned into their conversation but remained silent trying to regain an heir of “I don’t care.” But the more he listened the sweeter her voice sounded, and the more and more it sounded like Kirsty.
Her voice filled his head for the first time in two years. It couldn’t be her. If it was god, she was so thin, skin and bone. He wanted to steal a glance to see if the scars on her shoulders, the same ones he had traced with his fingers as they had lain there together were really hers. Her hair was longer but it had been two years, his hair was probably longer. And of course the smell. It was her, it had to be. And if it wasn’t?
He wrestled with the idea in his head until they pulled into the drive way. He saw Rosa standing in the doorway with her dishtowel. Short and curvy, definitely not a woman to cross, but the sweetest little woman you’d ever meet. In all sense of the word she was a mother to all that came, stayed or stopped by. She patted her hair and walked up to the car trying to hold back the biggest grin as Dave stepped out.
“How ya doing Darlin’?” He asked with a peck on the cheek making Rosa go bright red.
She half pushed Dave to the side when she saw Kirsty step out of the truck, and Aiden’s heart skipped another beat as he got a good look at her shoulders. Wrapped and decorated in scars. But the light tan she had from the good summer weather, and time had faded them slightly. Or maybe he was just looking for an excuse to not have to admit that it really was her. The skirt covered the tattoo on her ankle. He’d try and snatch a peek later.
“Oh my god girl were you trapped in that rain dressed like that? Come on, you can have a warm towel when we get in. Let me take that…” She said grabbing the knapsack without a breath in between. Kirsty had no choice but to follow Rosa into the house.
Dave followed closely behind, ego obviously damaged by Rosa’s apparently lack of interest at the sight of this new comer. Aiden went to turn lock the doors and before shutting the door completely, took one long breath in. Raspberries and fresh laundry. Has to be.
Dave and Kirsty were already sitting at the dinner table, Dave at one end, Kirsty on the seat to his left. Obviously Aiden would have to sit opposite her which he was sure would make it near impossible to NOT stare at her. Rosa would sit at the other end. Great.
“Hey buddy, hurry up and sit down.” Dave called over. He felt Kirsty’s eyes float over him quickly then down to her hand as she fiddled with the napkin.
“Yea, I just have to go up and change and wash up a bit.” He said taking the steps two at a time. Don’t want to miss the preliminaries. Whatever the fuck that means.
Rosa almost bumped into him on her way out of the guest room. There were three of them, then his room and hers. And they were all usually filled at one time or another.
“Oh do watch where you are going. I was just fixing her room up, you can show her to it later on this evening.” She said before descending. When she gave you a task, you did it. There was no room for discussion or negotiation. Oh this was going to be a long dinner…
A long night too he thought rolling over on his bed and swung his legs over the side. The floor boards creaked slightly as he walked out of his room and down the hall. He slid on a shirt and went down the stairs then paused as he heard someone moving around the kitchen.
He couldn’t tell if it was a Creighton. God knew the frigging Association had been sending in their new recruits getting them to scope out the homes and hideouts of the more prominent Night crawlers….but this was ridiculous. He slinked down the stairs smoothly and disappeared into the shadows watching the shadow of the Creighton move about in the kitchen…funny. A Creighton hungry. There was no such thing, since it was near impossible for them to have an appetite. As soon as they were selected and went through the Ripping, there was no turning back.
Basically their insides were turned to sand, the skin looked smooth at the touch but when the sunlight bounced off of it ad you looked carefully you saw scales. Aiden had only ever seen them in the dark, but he was sure whatever was in his kitchen was one. He couldn’t smell a thing, so it had to be. Creighton’s didn’t have a smell. It was one of their more useful stalking tactics. They were soulless but they were a formidable enemy when in a large group. Stab them in the leg or break their arm and they still went on fighting. They couldn’t feel it. This one was still breathing, he could hear it. New recruit. It took a while for them to be Ripped completely.
The fridge door opened. Knowing exactly where the creature was Aiden leapt around the corner and grabbed the person around the neck and slammed them hard against the wall squeezing tightly. But the smell of fear and utter shock crept into his nostril and he felt breasts push against his arm as he held her….they were recruiting females now?
He reached to flick on the switch and pulled back as if Kirsty was on fire. She stayed pinned against the wall staring wide eyed at him. He’d plain scared the crap out of her there was nothing else to it. Pure fear. The Kirsty he knew wouldn’t have reacted so….weakly.
As if reading this thought the fear disappeared and was quickly replaced by anger. She glared at him and peeled herself from the wall, picking up the jar of mayonnaise she had dropped when Aiden had strangled her.
“I was just making a sand which.” She said walking silently around to the other side of the counter. Her feet made no sound at all.
Aiden watched her quietly, awestruck at the thought that she had crept downstairs and even started making food without him hearing even the slightest noise. Or maybe he was just too engulfed I remembering that afternoon, and the dinner to have heard anything.
“I’m sorry…shit, I didn’t…I mean like, you’re so quiet.” It was all he could say without feeling like a complete idiot. Or more of one.
Her hand rubbed lightly around her neck as she looked for the drawer with the knives but she didn’t say anything.
“I didn’t know who it was. I didn’t mean to scare you…”
she looked at him and her eyes met his but only for a split second. The knife in her hand shook slightly but steadied as if knowing his eyes were focused on it. “It’s okay really. I shouldn’t have been sneaking around, I was just….I couldn’t sleep.” Her eyes flicked up to him again.
For the first time since she had gotten here, he wondered, Did she know who he was? A mix of frustration, longing and anger boiled up into is chest and he moved slowly to the counter opposite her. She didn’t look up but he saw the goose bumps raised on her arms She was dressed in one of Rosa’s big t shirts and pajama pants. The knife cut into the cucumbers more deliberately as he leaned against the counter top.
She had done the same thing with the meat when Rosa had asked her where she was heading. Apparently this girl didn’t like the hard questions, but he was going to ask them regardless. She owed him that much.
Though it seemed almost impossible to be bitter with her. Just watching her, he could tell she was shaken, but he didn’t know by what. She was a fairly different Kirsty then the one he met. Where had she said she was coming from?
“So you’re coming from where again?” he asked, fiddling with the tap but still watching.
She folded the top bread slice over the sand which and picked it up leaning against the counter, this time she actually looked at him for a moment or two as if considering him then took a slow bite. “Crawley.” She said finally, swallowing.
That meant next to nothing considering they were no where near that little town. It has the not so infamous nick name “Creepy Crawley”. He knew of it and what kind of people lived there. It was the equivalent to the projects in America. Low income housing, drug addicts on every street accompanied by old, worn out tricks on the corner.
No wonder she wanted to leave.
“You’ve been there your whole life?” he asked closing the refrigerator door shutting out all light.
This bothered him very little considering he could see her well in the dark. Though he could hardly smell her at that moment in time. She froze and he could feel her heart race in her chest. Good. He wanted her to be scared and to feel even half of the pain she had caused him. But dude, you don’t even if it is her.
“No I haven’t.” Finally after another bite. “I’ve been all over different parts of England, I don’t stay in one place to long.”
She had said that at dinner when Rosa had asked where she was from but she hadn’t given a straight answer. For the first time Aiden saw that Rosa was satisfied with that answer.
Kirsty ran the knife under the water and placed it in the sink then started to wrap up the food. He knew that she could feel him looking at her just by the way she held her face down and away from him, the way a cat that’s been stuck so many times does. Her skin flushed when he moved around the island and leaned against the pantry door. The closer he got it seemed, the more she feared him. Or so it seemed. Her heart raced but was it really because of fear?
Did she still want to be with him? I mean…she had left. She had just up and disappeared. But it wasn’t like a normal cowardly escape out of a relationship. She fully up and just vanished.
“So where have you been?” he asked this already half knowing it was her, but wasn’t sure as if he wanted to know.
He was like the kid who was afraid to get into the water because it was to cold. He’d have to be pushed in.
“Just, all over, Sussex, Manchester and Glasgow as well. But I ended up back in London.” Her voice seemed to stammer the words. He knew she was telling the truth.
He had met her in London. She had been walking alone along the park and he figured it was rather odd and dangerous. No beautiful woman could walk around at 2 am without being accompanied and not be harassed or worse.
Not that the lower male species behavior was a secret to Kirsty, but that didn’t stop Aiden from walking right up behind her and tapping her on the shoulder. Jeeze, had she given him a right whack to the jaw. For some reason, she hadn’t run, just stood there as if to say “I want more. Bring it.” But he had just stood there flabbergasted holding his face.
When he had asked to walk with her she had hesitated and stepped back slightly, as if the act of kindness was more frightening then the dark park.
She had said yes, it seemed, against her own judgment fiddling with her fingers until she finally said “okay.” Fiddling with her fingers and holding her head down just as she was doing now.
“Kirsty…” He said, finally coming to a conclusion. “Is it you?”
Chapter 2
Kirsty paused wondering what to say. “Yes. I’m Kirsty…?” She said slowly staring confused at Aiden. This guy was getting creepier and creepier by the second. He had stared at her all through dinner, and had acted rather awkwardly when showing her to her room. When he wasn’t staring at her he was asking random questions about where she had been, where she had worked, her family, and her past. Coming up with answers that were true yet vague had been fairly difficult and she was sure he knew she was hiding. Maybe hitch hiking out of Sussex had been a bad idea.
“No, Kirsty, I mean…” Aiden ran a hand through his hair and looked at his feet. Great, just great. “shit, it’s just there was this girl. And I mean, we were close. You sme…look just like her. The scars on your shoulders and everything.”
He had no clue where to go from there. Kirsty watched him out of the corner of her eye, opening the fridge.
“What happened to her?” Everybody’s got a story.
Aiden stood there for a moment considering the truth wondering if she really was interested.
“She disappeared. Everything was fine and one night I came home, but she didn’t.” He shrugged his shoulders at this last statement. Typical male action. Hide what’s important by showing you don’t care, bullshit.
“You couldn’t look for her? I mean, obviously there were people to ask, family and stuff?” Kirsty leaned against the doorway staring at his chest intently.
The disbelief in her voice got to him. “Well of course I tried. I mean, I ….” This time he was fiddling with something “…I cared about her a lot. But no, family? She didn’t have any. I don’t exactly know what happened to them. I know she had sisters but she never actually talked much about them. She worked a lot, I went to the stores but they didn’t have a clue. I haven’t seen her for two years.” He paused thinking about her. Picturing her face, and her eyes. The way she fiddled with her fingers when she was nervous or thinking. The way Kirsty was doing it right now. How she avoided his eyes for the first week that they were together, the way Kirsty had done all afternoon and was doing now.
“Where did she work?” Kirsty stoppe dleanign on the door her heart beating into her throat. It couldn’t be Aiden, it wasn’t possible.
“Well there was a restaurant, Windmill Bar and grill. She worked days there and at nights she worked as a server at a nightclub.” Aiden smiled. His eyes lit up for a split second at the memory. Oh my god…
Kirsty’s arms fell to her sides turning her back to Aiden.
“Kirsty?” Aiden moved around the island towards her but she moved out of the room towards the stairs.
“I have to go. Shit, I don’t know what I’m doing…What was I thinking?” She mumbled running up the stairs. Still, her feet made no sound.
Aiden waited at the bottom of the stairs. Feeling her heart jump a mile a minute and her mind was become crowded. She came rushing down in her clothes carrying her back pack, but he leaned against the doorway. There was no way he was letting her go this time, not again. Taking the last step slowly she looked at him dazed, but her eyes were alight with recognition.
“What are you doing?” she asked quietly.
She pulled the back pack up over her shoulder and head closer to the door, but he didn’t move. Yes, it was Aiden, she knew it now. He’d changed so much just in his appearance but even in his attitude. Just a complete prick and quiet, obviously miss trusting, though she figured she had been cause for that. He had practically choked her earlier on, not time for second guesses. Even the way he looked at her had changed. His eyes were cold and went straight through her.
“Move, I have to go.” She said quieter still.
“No. You’re not going anywhere. Why do you have to go?” He asked, moving towards her, but pulling the key from the lock.
Aiden went to sit by the table in the dining room shifting into the moonlight from the windows. He turned and looked at her and she half ached to run to him and just wrap her arms around him. Two years. How could she tell him why she had left?
“So?” he asked again.
Her eyes finally stared at his as she propped the back pack by the door but stayed there. A low breath of air escaped her lips and as she relaxed, the whole room smelt of raspberries. “I had to leave you. I can’t say sorry for doing it because I didn’t do it for myself. I did it for you.”
Aiden shook his head and half smiled then stared at her intensely “No, you did it to me.”
It was her turn to shake her head “You don’t know anything…Im damn sure the only reason you’re alive today is because I left you. You don’t know anything.”
“Well then why don’t you explain it to me?” His jaw clamped as the words came out as just a whisper.
“Okay.” She took a few steps forward and pulled out a chair. She sat and looked at him, waiting for him to take his seat.
“Okay…”
Part 2
The bricks were cold on the backs of her legs as Kirsty held herself up. She could feel her heart trembling, and slowing to a halt as the male's hand trailed up into her shirt. 'Cold as ice. Turn to ice', she repeated to herself. The moon was high and the restaurant had closed not a hour before this. Of course, to her misfortune, the streets were deserted, and the chance that someone, anyone, would come walking up this little pathway was a worthless hope.
The sound of her cell phone ringing shook the man and his hand withdrew. Kirtsy looked at it but made no attempt to reach for it. it's light illuminated the entire path and the monotomous ring echoed within the trees.
She lurked there, watching and waiting. Crystal knew Kirsty could take care of this male alone. What was she waiting for? Why was she not fighting back, or screaming?
Crystal followed with her eyes as the male stumbled and pushed kirsty from against the wall onto the ground. Not even a gasp of pain, a rise in her temper. Just, nothing.
"Come on girl, fight!" Crystal said under her breath.
The past month kirsty's temper had all but diminished. She walked around like a zombie, going from one job to the other. Her ever present smile was gone, replaced by a stoned face. Almost as if there just wasnt anything there. Just, nothing.
The male now groped at Kirsty's fallen body, his scaley hands moving away any material that got in the way of his wandering tongue. Her hair washed over her face but Crystal knew she was consious. Sitting up, he yanked at her pants drunkenly.
Crystal withdrew from the shadows but was stopped immediatley by Daniel's firm hand.
"Let her do this. If she can't, then she isnt the one."
Crystal looked at him incredulously. After watching her this past month, seeing her steady emotional and mental decline, he was about to let Kirsty have her self ravished by this, common filthy Male?! Even if this girl wasn't the Elementis, protector and Queen of all Night Walkers, they had been looking for...he was going to let this happen?!
'kill him!' she thought. Watching the moolight shine on kirsty's pale stomach and exposed legs.
Danial stood behind her watching intently and this angered her even more. her mind screamed at Kirsty to get up, to claw and fight, she felt it building within her, consuming. A hatred for the male's intentions, for Daniel's lack of compassion and Felina's apparent weakness. She Turned to lunge at Daneil but somethign held her still....her mind paused.
As if she had been punched in the stomach, Crystal doubled over gasping for breath, her entire body seized by an emotion that was not hers. Something stronger then the anger she had been feeling.
Her breath caught in her throat and tears welled in her eyes, but she did not cry. her heart ached as if a fist was squeezing then releasing.
She felt worthless, and dirty and completely and utterly alone.
This was Kirsty.
It felt as if all the emotion that had been absent came flooding back in this one huge wave. Knocking Crystal's own senses out.
The girl was changing.
"yesss" Daniel hissed in the shadows as Kirsty knocked the male out with one knee to the jaw. he fed from her sudden all out hatred for the male. If not the entire world. The male scrambled, trying to regain control but her foot came across his head fast in one swing knocking him to the ground wth a muffled grunt. She got to her knees pulling up her jeans, the male rolled over and tried to crawl but she pulled him b his hair yanking him backwards.
Crystal, who had all but fainted against a tree heard the bones in his neck crack as kirsty wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders, tristed...and let go.
The night was dead. felina stood up, watching her breath freeze in the air. Crystal stood beside Daniel and watched for a moment, her eyes lit up by the involuntary feeding. Kirsty took a step back, panic setting in, she grabbed her backpack, heading for the alleyway.
"She's going to run." Crystal whispered though spared breath but Daniel was behind her in moments.
"You aren't going anywhere." Kirsty's heart stopped and she turned around.
Daneil stood at least a foot and a half above her, and regardless of the lack of light she could see the pupils of his eyes glow slightly. No fear rose within her, she was confident she could take this male down without so much as twitching a finger.
'stupid' she thought.
"What do you want from me?" There was nothing behind her voice. She just stared blankly at the two of them waiting for them to make a move.
Crystal moved forward slowly and came up beside Daniel but didnt say anything
"What do you want with me?"
"You are our leader."Crystal said breathlessly "our Queen."
" A protector of our species and all creatures...nocturnal" Daniel spoke for her. "You have been chosen for this. It is our fate, and destiny..."
She rose her eyebrows at them then started shaking her head and moving backwards down the path. This wasn't happening...Daniel moved towards her with every step closing her in, he breathed in and smelt nothing.
"Kirsty, please, we're here to get you, to show you where you belong, and protect you until you are ready." Crystal said softly.
She had short black hair and was long and lean. Her feet made no sound as she too closed in on felina. They had been given orders, if the girl would not come quietly, they would take her by any means necassary.
Daneil stepped in front of her and placed a heavy hand no her shoudler, easily holding her in place without much force. The girl was a pistol at best, and the Trinity knew it. She would figth and she would run. Obviously Crystal had tried to do this alone, seeing as how weak Kirsty had seemingly gotten, but Daniel didn't trust her. He was there to make sure Crystal didn't have a seperate agenda, and to see that the girl got to her throne, alive. Even if it meant carring her screaming all the way there.
He breathed in once more trying to get something from her, and still, nothing.
A tremmor ran through her body like electricity as she felt something completely invisible wrap around her as the male stood over her. But she ignored it.
"It...it isn't true." She tried, pushing him back with a great amount of effort.
It felt as if she was breaking a connection as his hand left her shoudlers. "Where, where were you when my mother was killed? My sister's and i left to fend for ourselves? Why save me? What about them?!"
She stood forward assaulting Daniel and crystal with her anger and words, Crystal's eyes began to blaze slightly and she became light on her feet. Daniel just stood there watching the girl have her inevitable tantrum. It shocked him when he found her proceeding upon him, eyes flared in anger and hatred.
"Protectors huh?! Some protectors!! How can you call yourselves that after all that has happened?! After..." She breathed, seemingly trying to regain control of herself.
Her jaw clenched shut and she turned waling back down the path. Daniel looked back at crystal who was leaning against the wall.
"Fucking Links." he thought and ran ahead to find her.
The girl didn't have a sent, obviously. she was the Elmentis. It was part of the Divine protection the mother gave them as she died during child birth. No scent, no mark to catch or stalk her with. She could be standing right in front of you and you would have no idea.
'dumb idea' he thought, following fresh tracks in the snow. They led into a park in the middle of a field.
Daniel shook his head and narrowd his eyes upon the shivvering figure as she continued to move towards the road. He took long bounds and strides and came up behind her pulling her round.
"God damnit girl dont make this difficult on yourself. there are things out here that want to kill you, we aren't the only ones who know where and who you are. Just listen to me."
He paused and saw that she wasn't fighting. She was looking at him but all that was in her eyes before had gone. It was like an sick animal that had just given up. The hand on her arm released her as he was sure she wouldn't run. For once he actually pitied her.
All of this had been thrown upon her, she had only been born. Her mother dead as soon as she took her first breath. Born in those laboratories and treated as a test subject. Even her own father couldn't save her, she didnt even know who he was. Then years later, finally they had found her again...but so had the Creightons, Lynch and his band of soulless wretches. Torn into the home she had made with the human mother, and her two daughters. Sisters she called them. That had been it for Kirsty. The last straw.
When an elementis doesnt want to be found, there is no way in the burning pit of hell that you can find them. Quite literally, she had dissappeared off of the face of the earth
"You need to start caring about what happens to you. You wouldn't need us if you did." Daniel said, leading her back to the path. Kirsty said nothing but allowed him to lead her home.
They passed crystal and he pulled her up hanging her over his shoulder. her eyes were half closed and her body twitched slightly. Kirsty stared at her with a raised eyebrow, Dnaiel totally agreed.
"She is a Link. Not completely a night creature, more like one of God's mistakes. You pretty much killed her by going off like that. sort of like an overdose if you will. no worries though...im sure it wouldn't be much of a waste." He sat her down on the steps outside Kirsty's apartment, and waited for her to unlock the door.
Kirtsy got one step in and froze. All the lights were off, and her puppy wasn't growling.
"What is..." daniel started but Kirsty screamed and tried to step back.
A stickly pale hand reached out of the shadows and grabbed Kirsty pulling her into the dark apartment, Daniel charged in growling loudly. His nostrils filled with the smell of old blood and his eyes glowed spotting the dead dog on the floor. air rushed behind him and he turned to see 4 Creightons standing behind him. His knives were out and ready and he'd been jonsing for a fight since starting out with Crystal. these guys were buzzard meat.
"Come get it ladies." he said snarling.
Further into the apartment, muffled groans and yelps of pain came out of the dark. How many were there and how long could she hold them off?
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