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Followers from the Past
London, 1895
Hope looked up at Caleb, knowing he knew she could see nothing. Being temperately blind was something she had not been counting on, especially with because of tonight. It was supposed to be fun, full of dancing and laughing. She smiles, and then snuggles back into his chest, sighing contently.
"You know he's coming...." She says.
"Who is, luv?" He looks down at her, stroking her soft hair.
"Alex is... He's coming.... I can see it..."
"Your blind you can't see anything," he reminds her, laughing slightly.
She looks up at the sky, imagining the stars she knew where floating up above, to high to reach, but close enough to touch, the moon that used to help her find her way. She blinks, then rests her head on his shoulder, and closes her eyes.
The door opens and a large man steps out, his dark hair catching the soft light of the moon, "what are you two doin' out here?" he asks, words slurred, and obviously drunk.
"Simply sitting and watching the stars," Caleb says, glaring at the man for interrupting the quiet.
"Ha! I knew it, up to no good..." The dark haired man says, "No good youngsters, always making trouble!"
"I beg you pardon, good sir," The young girl says, looking over to where she knew the man stood, "We're making no trouble at all, and we just wanted to get away from the noise of the party..."
"That's what they all say!" The man advanced on them, and grabbed Caleb by the arm, "You're coming with me young man!" he says, trying to pull Caleb up, but not succeeding.
"I think that's quite enough." Caleb says, shaking off the man's grip, and helping Hope to her feet, "We'll just be off then.
He takes her arm and leads her back inside though the door the man had come from, leaving the drunk to stare after them, grumbling incoherently.
"Quite rude..." Hope says, looking around, her sight now blurred instead of completely gone, "...disturbing the quiet like that."
"Yes, it was... now we'd best be off, before Alex arrives, don't want to be in his way, do we now?" Caleb jokes, "To much skull bashing for my liking."
"Yes, but he's on our side, so its good skull bashing," Hope reminds him, elbowing him in the gut, "C'mon now, let's go."
"Right then," He leads her through the crowd, and out the front door.
"Well, hello there." A dark man with broad shoulders and dark hair says, smirking at Hope.
"Alex? Is that you?" she asks.
"'Tis Milady," He replies, taking her hand and kissing it, being as formal as he can, so as not to rouse suspicion, "Leaving so early?"
"Yes, I'm afraid where going to miss you show, Alex." Caleb says, glaring at Alex. Hope elbows him in the gut, "Caleb!" she whispers hoarsely, her vision returning completely, she turns to look at him, "Be nice."
Caleb grumbles, and waits for Hope to finish talking with Alex.
Hope smiles at him, "I'm sorry we're going to miss the show Alex, but I dare not get in your way." she says politely.
He grins, "There won't be to much skull bashing tonight, not a lot of demons here... Just a normal patrol around the neighborhood."
"It better be..." Caleb mumbles, still glaring at Alex.
"Oh please Caleb!" Hope says, getting annoyed by the way he always acted around Alex, like a five year old around the teacher he hated most.
"Well, you'd best be off then, I'm going to start the show," Alex smiles, and tipping his hat, he walks into the building.
Hope smiles after him, "I don't see why you don't like him... he's very charming," she tells him.
"Exactly why I don't like him..." Caleb says, sneering at Alex as he goes through the doors, "he's not only charming, he's handsome, and caring..." he says, mimicking her voice, from a conversation they had had two days before.
Hope pinked, "Oh shut up..." she says, as she waves to one of the two carriage men, trying to get his attention. It works, and he nods at her, bringing the carriage around the circle driveway of the estate.
He hops down from the driver's seat, and opens the door for Hope, offering her a hand in getting up. Smiling she takes his hand and climbs up into the carriage, Caleb following.
"Now, tell me again why you don't like him." she says, while getting comfortable in her seat.
"Well, for one, he's a demon!" Caleb says, as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.
"Yes and...?" She asks, knowing he didn't have any other reason to not like Alex.
When he didn't speak, she smirked at him, sighed, "You really need to be nicer to him, and he's on our side, nothing else to it."
Caleb sighs and looks at her, "Seriously Hope, you must be kidding..." He says, as the confused driver shuts the door, "he's a killer, and he's not on our side!"
Hope stars at him; disbelief molds her face as the carriage begins to move, "Not on our side? Not on our side? He's killed more demons and vampires in one week than you have in your entire life!" She tells him, anger in her voice, "Don't you for one second even doubt he's not on our side..." She stops, tears fill her eyes, "H-he saved my life Caleb, I thought maybe after that you would have some faith in him, but, I-I guess my life isn't worth that, not to you."
Caleb stares at her for a moment, "How dare you say that! Your life is worth more than my own to me, and you know that Hope!" He was loosing his control, he knew it, and he knew she could sense it.
Hope looked at him, "Your just like him, the only difference is he knows how to be fair, you, you don't care who gets in your way, you don't care about me, you don't care about anything!" She knew that throwing all this in his face right now was the worst thing to do, she knew it might cost her her life, but there were things that needed to be said, and if he was going to be one of those people who don't trust people because of how they were born, she was going to accuse him of everything she could think of that she knew he had done.
Caleb threw up his hands, his eyes turned black, and he screamed in pain. His face contorted, along with the rest of his body, his legs grew longer, his arms became more muscled, and his face looked as if it was turned inside out. He cried out, then the transformation finished, where Caleb had just been, stood a growling Hiryla demon, deadly, fast and extremely violent.
Hope screamed, and reached for the door of the carriage throwing it open, and jumping out. By this time the driver had already disappeared and was nowhere in sight. Hope took one look back into the carriage and ran, as fast as she could, though she knew she was no match for a Hiryla demon. She knew she would never make it back to the manor...
A/N Very weird, ok this is simply some background information, it will defiantly make sense in the next chapter, and will play quite a big part in the story... Oh, and the Caleb in this story, not the one you're thinking of, I just like them name! ^-^
~Bloody SunSet
Followers from the Past
London, 1895
Hope looked up at Caleb, knowing he knew she could see nothing. Being temperately blind was something she had not been counting on, especially with because of tonight. It was supposed to be fun, full of dancing and laughing. She smiles, and then snuggles back into his chest, sighing contently.
"You know he's coming...." She says.
"Who is, luv?" He looks down at her, stroking her soft hair.
"Alex is... He's coming.... I can see it..."
"Your blind you can't see anything," he reminds her, laughing slightly.
She looks up at the sky, imagining the stars she knew where floating up above, to high to reach, but close enough to touch, the moon that used to help her find her way. She blinks, then rests her head on his shoulder, and closes her eyes.
The door opens and a large man steps out, his dark hair catching the soft light of the moon, "what are you two doin' out here?" he asks, words slurred, and obviously drunk.
"Simply sitting and watching the stars," Caleb says, glaring at the man for interrupting the quiet.
"Ha! I knew it, up to no good..." The dark haired man says, "No good youngsters, always making trouble!"
"I beg you pardon, good sir," The young girl says, looking over to where she knew the man stood, "We're making no trouble at all, and we just wanted to get away from the noise of the party..."
"That's what they all say!" The man advanced on them, and grabbed Caleb by the arm, "You're coming with me young man!" he says, trying to pull Caleb up, but not succeeding.
"I think that's quite enough." Caleb says, shaking off the man's grip, and helping Hope to her feet, "We'll just be off then.
He takes her arm and leads her back inside though the door the man had come from, leaving the drunk to stare after them, grumbling incoherently.
"Quite rude..." Hope says, looking around, her sight now blurred instead of completely gone, "...disturbing the quiet like that."
"Yes, it was... now we'd best be off, before Alex arrives, don't want to be in his way, do we now?" Caleb jokes, "To much skull bashing for my liking."
"Yes, but he's on our side, so its good skull bashing," Hope reminds him, elbowing him in the gut, "C'mon now, let's go."
"Right then," He leads her through the crowd, and out the front door.
"Well, hello there." A dark man with broad shoulders and dark hair says, smirking at Hope.
"Alex? Is that you?" she asks.
"'Tis Milady," He replies, taking her hand and kissing it, being as formal as he can, so as not to rouse suspicion, "Leaving so early?"
"Yes, I'm afraid where going to miss you show, Alex." Caleb says, glaring at Alex. Hope elbows him in the gut, "Caleb!" she whispers hoarsely, her vision returning completely, she turns to look at him, "Be nice."
Caleb grumbles, and waits for Hope to finish talking with Alex.
Hope smiles at him, "I'm sorry we're going to miss the show Alex, but I dare not get in your way." she says politely.
He grins, "There won't be to much skull bashing tonight, not a lot of demons here... Just a normal patrol around the neighborhood."
"It better be..." Caleb mumbles, still glaring at Alex.
"Oh please Caleb!" Hope says, getting annoyed by the way he always acted around Alex, like a five year old around the teacher he hated most.
"Well, you'd best be off then, I'm going to start the show," Alex smiles, and tipping his hat, he walks into the building.
Hope smiles after him, "I don't see why you don't like him... he's very charming," she tells him.
"Exactly why I don't like him..." Caleb says, sneering at Alex as he goes through the doors, "he's not only charming, he's handsome, and caring..." he says, mimicking her voice, from a conversation they had had two days before.
Hope pinked, "Oh shut up..." she says, as she waves to one of the two carriage men, trying to get his attention. It works, and he nods at her, bringing the carriage around the circle driveway of the estate.
He hops down from the driver's seat, and opens the door for Hope, offering her a hand in getting up. Smiling she takes his hand and climbs up into the carriage, Caleb following.
"Now, tell me again why you don't like him." she says, while getting comfortable in her seat.
"Well, for one, he's a demon!" Caleb says, as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.
"Yes and...?" She asks, knowing he didn't have any other reason to not like Alex.
When he didn't speak, she smirked at him, sighed, "You really need to be nicer to him, and he's on our side, nothing else to it."
Caleb sighs and looks at her, "Seriously Hope, you must be kidding..." He says, as the confused driver shuts the door, "he's a killer, and he's not on our side!"
Hope stars at him; disbelief molds her face as the carriage begins to move, "Not on our side? Not on our side? He's killed more demons and vampires in one week than you have in your entire life!" She tells him, anger in her voice, "Don't you for one second even doubt he's not on our side..." She stops, tears fill her eyes, "H-he saved my life Caleb, I thought maybe after that you would have some faith in him, but, I-I guess my life isn't worth that, not to you."
Caleb stares at her for a moment, "How dare you say that! Your life is worth more than my own to me, and you know that Hope!" He was loosing his control, he knew it, and he knew she could sense it.
Hope looked at him, "Your just like him, the only difference is he knows how to be fair, you, you don't care who gets in your way, you don't care about me, you don't care about anything!" She knew that throwing all this in his face right now was the worst thing to do, she knew it might cost her her life, but there were things that needed to be said, and if he was going to be one of those people who don't trust people because of how they were born, she was going to accuse him of everything she could think of that she knew he had done.
Caleb threw up his hands, his eyes turned black, and he screamed in pain. His face contorted, along with the rest of his body, his legs grew longer, his arms became more muscled, and his face looked as if it was turned inside out. He cried out, then the transformation finished, where Caleb had just been, stood a growling Hiryla demon, deadly, fast and extremely violent.
Hope screamed, and reached for the door of the carriage throwing it open, and jumping out. By this time the driver had already disappeared and was nowhere in sight. Hope took one look back into the carriage and ran, as fast as she could, though she knew she was no match for a Hiryla demon. She knew she would never make it back to the manor...
A/N Very weird, ok this is simply some background information, it will defiantly make sense in the next chapter, and will play quite a big part in the story... Oh, and the Caleb in this story, not the one you're thinking of, I just like them name! ^-^
~Bloody SunSet
