Welcome to my first Carpathian Series fanfic! I am a great lover of the the series but am I sad to said I do not own the series, the only thing that is mine is my original characters Diederik and Everlet. Anyways, thanks for checking this out, I promise not to disappoint in this fanfic. However I require some feed back, even if to only says; 'Good job'. Just a few words of encouragement are all I need.
Anyways, I won't hold up any longer. Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the big show!
UPDATE 17/09/2013 : Hello again everyone, I have returned to this story. I will be revising so chapters to fix minor mistakes in spelling or grammar. Very minor changes will be made to the content of the stories, not in any way that will significantly alter the story but will make the flow of reading easier. So for older readers NOTHING HAS CHANGED, only been made better! And for new readers welcome to the story! Enjoy!
Diederik Callaghan wandered through the dark streets of the dark, and dank streets of his most recent city. The dark Carpathian male growled as he caught a flick of the vampire's presence. This vampire was the same vampire that he had been hunting for months, the one that kept eluding him, and the one that never seemed to stopped moving. He knew this vampire was on the hunt He wondered why this vampire never stopped, even once. He never lingered longer than a day, and at most two before moving on. Even for a vampire it was unusual, according to his knowledge the vampire had no one doing his bidding and no slaves under his control. This vampire was all over the map yet very well hidden, he took few humans for food and left little trace for Diederik to follow.
It frustrated him, the darkness in his mind told him to not bother. To instead give up this foolish hunt. To give himself over to his dark nature and enjoy the night just as a vampire would. But until he gave up his soul to the beast inside of him it was his duty to hunt and kill every vampire, including this one.
Moving swiftly down the back alley to the main street, Diederik sighed to himself in frustration. As much as it was his duty he wanted this chase to end, he wanted to go to ground and sleep. Have a long and restful sleep, he wanted to sleep so he could block out the growing darkness in his mind, forget the seductive calls of the vampire within his soul. With every kill he made he knew he was growing closer to the darkness, every time he fed he felt some part of him slip further away.
The neon lights of the dingy section of the town glowed brightly in the night. Bars, night clubs, and strip clubs all were decorated with bright flashing lights and gave a low buzz in the quiet of the night. Few people walked the streets this late night, but Diederik knew the vampire was close. Was lurking somewhere and waiting.
But what was he waiting for?
That was the question that Diederik wanted to know the answer too. Turning to mist, Diederik hovered through the street. His eyes looking every which way wanting to know where the vampire lurked. As the hour changed one of the neon lights to one of the strip clubs went out. A few men exited the front door and walk away down the street. Once they were gone, Diederik felt the vampire move, and move fast. Before he could react to the sudden move, the presence was gone.
Damn… Diederik thought to himself as he reformed before the recently closed strip club. There was an eerie silence on the street. The Carpathian remained perfectly still on the street corner. Listening. To any human they would not have heard anything but with his heightened senses Diederik could hear much more. Down the alley to his left a door creaked open and slammed shut. Soft patter of a human walking out of the building could be heard, but Diederik was not concerned with the human, he listened intently for the vampire he hunted.
Almost as soon as the vampire had disappeared it's presence had reappeared and moved quickly towards the alley to Diederik's left. It was almost as if the vampire was ignoring the Carpathian hunter. Which made the hunter wonder what kind of vampire this was that did not seem to even care that a Carpathian hunter was so close and hunting it. However Diederik followed the unseen vampire and moved down the alley. He heard a faint gasp of a human nearby, a female. But he was to focused on the vampire to pay attention to the woman.
As suddenly as the vampire had returned he was gone, he had fled back with all haste and disappeared. Obviously the creature had come to notice him and decided to fall back, which surprised the hunter. When a vampire was so focused on a target it was not to easily deterred from it, but then again not all vampire's would risk a fight with a hunter as old and powerful as he.
Still moving forward down the dark alley he had momentarily forgotten all that was around him, but was brought back to reality when a metal pipe swung swung suddenly at him from his left, the object made contact with his stomach but the weak force had barely stunned the hunter. With a twist Diederik turned to see who had taken the swing at him and saw a small human shape running back down the alley. Had the human woman truly tried to attack him? With speed to fast for the human eye, Diederik lurched forward grasping the girl into his arms.
Electricity surged throughout his body, racking him to the very core. It was a warmth that spread across his soul, it was unlike anything he had ever felt in his life. As he pulled the girl into the light of the street lamps he looked down at his would be attacker. But he hadn't expected what he would see. Diederik's dark brown eyes met with light silvery ones and colored exploded across his vision bringing light back to his black and grey world.
Everlet Willson stepped from the smelly greyhound bus, breathing in the clean air for the first time in and she sighed with relief. Spending for hours on a crowded bus was definitely not her favorite pastime, but it beat the danger of other transportation where she could easily be tracked. With buses no questions were asked as long as she had a ticket no other questions were asked.
Moving to the side she went to the luggage compartments and grabbed her small black duffle bag and slung the strap over her shoulder. It did not seem like much, but she had to travel light. As other crowded around to claim their own luggage she moved swiftly towards the bus station and into the building. The petite female brushed her hair away from her face she pulled the hood of her dark sweater up over her head concealing her auburn hair and darkening her features to the security cameras as well as hiding herself from any unwanted or prying eyes.
As Everlet moved inside the building she went along the far wall from the ticket counter to the display of local brochures and pamphlets. It had become routine for her to do this. It only required a few rules that she was strict to follow.
One, hide your face. Two, avoid any cameras. Three, pay everything in cash. And four, keep to yourself.
They were easy rules and probably common to most people who were on the run, but it was a proven system. For the most part she was safe, she had no close encounters in the past two weeks. Maybe she had finally escaped, maybe she could try and build a new life for herself. Blinking she shook her head knowing how dangerous those thoughts were. She knew she would never be safe. Quickly scanning her silvery eyes over the stacks of brochures she plucked one from their midst. It was for a small motel that advertised its closeness to the bus station. Deciding it was the best the young woman turned and quickly left the building and away from all camera's and possible prying eyes.
Everlet knew daytime was safer for her, but she knew the one she was running from could always find her some way and some how, but she quickly realized he never came after her during the day. Pulling money from her pocket she scanned the prices of a night's rent at her chosen motel and sighed. She was low on money again, only enough for the night and maybe a small breakfast at Dunkin' Donuts. Everlet knew it was time to find some work again.
Shoving the cash back into her pocket she slipped out the nearest exited and started to walk down the street to the motel, which was in fact a 15 minutes walk from the bus station. When she entered the motel lobby she did so with her hood pulled up and paid the clerk for the night and then quickly disappeared after swiping the room key from his hands. Moving quickly had become second nature to her since she left her home two months ago.
How her life had changed since then, she had been accepted to university and was on her way to getting her life on track after taking a few years off school after her high school graduation. She had gotten her own apartment close to campus, had a great job and close friends. She was living the perfect life, she had everything planned and figured out.
But life always has different plans for you.
Entering her room, Everlet threw her bag down on the single bed and pulled the remaining money from her pocket. She had exactly $6.57 left, oh and a hard candy. Cursing to herself she grabbed the phone book, which was conveniently laid out next to the phone and flipped through the pages. Everlet had learned early on that the quickest way to earn money was one of two ways. Either find someone willing to let her traffic drugs for them, or find a strip club willing to let her work for a night or two. As the first option was illegal she knew the second was the better choice and most strip clubs were willing to have a girl work a night as long as she gave them 30-50% of her earnings.
Finding the listing of the local strip clubs she scanned though and then pulled out a local map and compared where the closest ones would be. A few were clustered together in an area rather close to the the page out of the phone book she folded it along with the map into her sweater pocket and left the room with her purse in hand.
The night had been easy, Everlet had found work at the very first strip club she went too and started her "work" right at opening time and until closing time at three in the morning. The owner had seemed very excited to let her work, though she was sure it had something to do with the way he leered at her or how she offered him half of her earnings. As she changed out of a borrowed uniform and hung it back of the rack in the dressing room she waved goodbye to the other career girls. Cleaning herself up she heard the door of the dressing room open.
There were few people left so Everlet turned to see who it was.
In the doorway stood Joey Munch, the owner of the club. He was looking directly at her and smiled and looked at her with the same lecherous leer from before. A cigarette hung from his mouth as he looked her over.
"You're a natural. Really, great stuff." He said walking over as Everlet wiped the stage makeup and glitter from her face. The petite woman tensed at his closeness, but she breathed out evenly and tried to remain calm.
"Yeah I've done this a bit, so I guess you just get use to it." Everlet said, her fatigue was catching up with her and all she wanted was to go back to her hotel room and go to sleep.
"Well we could sure use a girl like you here every night, oh an' by the way, here's your earnings plus tips." Joey said handing her a wad of cash. Everlet smiled seeing the money, the money meant she could continue to live, to survive, to run. She quickly took it and slipped it into her purse. As she gathered her things she got ready to leave as Joey was moving around finishing the close up of the club.
"You sure you can only be here a night? You made mad amounts in tips. I could use you." The owner asked with a sly smile on his face. Everlet turned and winced as her vision blurred. A faded image flashed before her eyes of herself naked, with Joey on top of her. He was forcing her down onto a bed in a dark room, it almost looked like some kind of janitor closet. Blinking her eyes she shook the vision away, the realization of what would happen to her if she stayed in the club any longer dawned on her. It shook her up and she clutched her purse to her front as if it was some kind of protective barrier between her and the club owner.
"Yeah I am sure… I'm really not in town very long. Just needed some extra cash." Everlet said and hastily bid him good night as she quickly moved to the back door and left.
The night air was cold and silent. She breathed in deeply and without wasting anytime moved down the alleyway and back towards the street. She replayed the vision that she had, had in the club. For as long as Everlet could remember she had always had strange visions of the future. The first had been of only major things like when her uncle had died, she had seen the car accident the day before and told her mother every possible detail from the vision but her parents had shrugged it off. Dubbing it the imagination of a child her age.
But when the accident in her vision had come true they realized that she was gifted… or cursed. Even to this day Everlet wasn't sure. Her visions were fluked, they only showed her what could happen. Future was not set in stone and it changed all the time, every time some made a decision it changed. Every time a new opportunity came up it changed. She had come to understand how her vision worked but it was not a perfect system, but often it did warn her enough of anything that was going to harm her.
As the young woman moved down the alley way the hauntingly familiar sensation crept up the back of her neck. As it did a new vision clouded her eyes. This one showed her once again with a man, a handsome man. He was holding her tight to him. Then they were kissing, passionately, it even made Everlet's knees shake slightly. But then the kissing ended and then the man in the vision was biting her. Everlet gasped loudly and then heard a noise directly behind her, as she turned her head and she saw him. The man from her vision was nearing her, yet he was not looking at her. The dim light the street nearest her could highlight his features just enough for her to recognize him.
But his focus was not on her he was looking anywhere in the alley but her, as she moved to the side of the alley near a dumpster she looked to the ground and found an old scrap pipe. Without hesitation she grabbed it up into her slender hands and swung blindly at him with all her might. The metal hit him but for all she knew he had barely felt it. He did not flinch for even react for a few seconds. Shocked at this she dropped the metal pipe before quickly turning to flee down the alley and towards the street.
But in an instant the man had swooped up behind her, and she was suddenly enclosed in his arms.
As he touched her she was shocked, literally. Hot electrical current ran through her body and the brunette trembled in his arms as he brought her onto the street and turned her to face him. When she turned, Everlet lifted her head to look up at her captor, the one she believed was the cause of her desperate flee from her normal life. And her silvery eyes met the shocked and dark smolder brown eyes of the handsome stranger from her vision.
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