It was a few Minuten before midnight. The moon was full and gracing the land with a beautiful silvery hue. I pulled the mask over my face, taking a deep breath in. Then out. My hands fastened the gürtel around my waist, zipped up the jacket, and pulled up the hood. I figured I had about another fifteen Minuten before Declan's scent was lost, never to be picked up again. I had made it my goal to hunt him down, as he done me. Not kill him, yet, but follow...see if he'd lead me to the other three.
I was down the hall when I heard the soft bickering of two voices. I nearly ignored them, it wasn't a surprise to hear Damian up with some prostitute he picked up, oder Vexx in there "discussing matters." That was when I heard the name Blade. The same name in my dream from only an Stunde before.
Silently, I pressed against the door, listening closely on the voices as they became Mehr clear.
"You're gonna have to tell her.."
"How?"
"I dunno', but she can't go her whole life without knowing. Du can't let her find out on her own."
"But Vexx, she'll hate me."
"No surprise there."
"What?"
"Nothing...just...what made Du so caring all of the sudden? Du usually don't care about hurting anyone."
"I've always cared, I just don't know how to express it."
"One hundred, plus, years on Earth and Du never learned how to be gentle with someone?"
"I'm a vampire...our nature is to kill, rape, feed, repeat. Tenderness isn't my oben, nach oben priority."
"That's true, Du sure weren't tender with me..."
"Vexx I-"
"Anyway...I'm just saying, if Du truly cared you'd tell her."
"I can't bring myself to hurt her like that.'
"Why?"
"Because...I Liebe her."
I pulled from the door, my mind swirling. It was obviously Damian and Vexx behind there. I imagined Vexx was leaning against his drawer, hands panned out on the dark mahogany, and Damian was pacing back and forth, occasionally muttering curses beneath his breath as he spoke with the green-haired nurse. The other thing that was blatantly obvious was that they were speaking about me. Quickly, I turned for the door that lead outside. Just as I reached it, my hand on the knob, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and a quiet bickering. Suddenly, it stopped and I heard Vexx sigh exasperated. "Bl-Discord?" It was Damian, his harsh voice suddenly sounding soft.
"What?" I muttered through clenched teeth.
"Can we talk?"
I wanted to say,"After patronizing, terrorizing, and harassing me, Du want to talk..." but I didn't; instead I sighed and looked to the staircase. His hard features were relaxed into a concerned, distraught, expression. And that was what made me say,"I guess."
Vexx rolled her smaragd eyes and escaped into some other dark crevice of the haunting mansion. Now it was just me and Damian; the thick tension was strained when he took the final steps down the stairs. My herz thumped in sync with each step toward me, with each breath he took, each tense movement. I didn't want to stay. I wanted to go. I wanted to kill. I wanted to be the weapon I was designed to be.
But no. Here I was, staring at the man I was bound to, instead of doing my job.
"Sit down, please" that velvet voice that ran across my skin and wrapped itself around my neck, forcing me to obey, came from him as he took a sitz in the luxurious sofa across the room in the den. I followed suit, almost willingly, his words were an enchantment that made me focus on nothing but not upsetting him. Quietly, I sat, thankful that I had wore my uniform, my gas mask concealing any expression that might give away my actual thoughts. I managed a bored,"What?" and silently congratulated myself on succeeding in giving off that I didn't want to be there. Of course, this didn't phase the vampire one bit, and I gave a annoyed sigh.
"Please, be serious." he pleaded, eyebrows relaxed, face growing Mehr pain filled Von the moment. I tried to stay with my loose-cannon attitude, but something inside snapped and I bite hard into my lip, trying to hold it back. It didn't help one bit.
"Why the hell should I be serious. For the past Monat and a half you've pushed me around, harassed me, not to mention the occasional groping which is sooooo not okay! So tell me why! Just this once, when I'm actually about to go and do my job, as a weapon, Du decide to get all soft on me. God, you're an idiot!," I saw him fighting a battle internally, not even listening, not even caring,"I know you're trying to help me 'get vengeance' and all. But I feel like Du get Mehr from this than I do. Shit, man! It feels like I'm your weapon, your property, your whore! Oh wait I am! Because I can't step two feet from this jail of a fucking mansion! I just can't beli-"
His voice came soft, unsure, apologetic,"You can't have kids, Discord." His eyes cast to the ground, his voice full of grief, his fingers laced together in a knot that stopped him from ripping holes into the couch.
The Wand that was building up crumbled. The victory that was so close I could taste it, slipped from my fingers. I fell for thirty Sekunden into a pit that swallowed me whole. Darkness, cold, anger, enveloped me, and for a moment I was completely lost. It was as if someone had turned off the lights, covered my ears, eyes, mouth, and held my nose. The breath ion my throat stuck like claws. It tore at my neck until I let out a quiet, painful, whimpers. Kids? I hadn't even thought of kids in the past month. Of course I always envisioned having little vampire Babys running about. But now, that wasn't even possible. Because of him. I wasn't normal because of him. He was the reason I cried at night. He was the reason I stared at myself for endless hours wondering why I only had one eye, not two. Why I had fangs, not regular canines. Why I was a fucking vampire.
"Is this what Du do?"
He looked up, almost surprised I was still standing there, still willing to talk,"What?"
"Scoop half-dead girls up and turn them. Then get a kick out of taking every last bit of humanity from them?"
"What? No, Bl-Discord...I swear yo're the only person I'd ever changed...Virgins are the only one's that can change into fledglings, and..you're the first and the last."
"Lair! Why..Why should I believe you? And why do Du keep stumbling over my name? To caught up with one of your other girls to remember mine? Whatever..I don't want to listen to you. I don't want anything to do with you. Don't ever....ever come after me again. I'll kill them on my own, without your help."
Quickly, before he could use that manipulative voice on me, I turned on my heels, adjusted my gasmask which held my expressions secret, and walked toward the main doors. The anger inside didn't falter once, it burned like a raging feuer that only fueled from getting all those emotions off my chest. I hated him. I hated him for loving me. For doing what he did to me. To making a me a monster. He should have just left me to die. At least I wouldn't have to deal with his shit.
I heard him call after me.
"Where are Du going."
I stopped, the last time I was going to ever stop for him, and looked at him, hissing through clenched teeth,"Out"
((Yeah...Don't really know why I take so long to write this xDD))
Marc-Healer
