"When Passion Ensues" by Caley, a.k.a. Cayster
DISCLAIMER: I do not own "Blade: The Series" or its characters. I am not profiting from this fanfic in any way, shape, or form.
Summary: Krista and Marcus' unresolved sexual tension is about to explode right when they think they have controll over it. Fic based on Blade: The Series.
Chapter One: So Close, Yet So Far
Krista hadn't visited her mom in a while, and she felt really guilty for that. She loved her mom, but with the constant battle going on inside her soul to either move on with her not so normal life or remain attached to her past it was very difficult for her to do anything these days without second guessing them. Nevertheless, there she was outside her mom's hospital door.
She huffed, finally making her mind up to go in and see her. The door creaked in opening, sliding slowly on its hinge. Krista moved to the nearest chair to her mom's bedside and took a seat in it. As if on cue, her mom's eyes shot open.
"Krista?" She asked with hope as she squinted her tired eyes trying to make out the silhouette of her visitor.
Krista smiled sadly, "Yeah, it's me."
Her mom smiled excitedly, almost in a hysterical fashion. "I was hoping it was you. I've been so worried about you."
Feeling ashamed of herself, Krista looked down at her clasped hands. "I told you I was going to be away for a while."
"But that doesn't mean I didn't worry. I thought that that was going to be the last time I saw you alive." She replied shakily. Either it was because of her illness or because she thought that the next time she would've seen Krista would have been at the morgue, Krista didn't know. In a sense, she gathered that her mom meant both ignorantly.
Right when Krista was about to reply, she looked up to see her mother's nose bleeding. Almost with an instinctive hunger and thirst, she wanted to pounce her mom and suck her dry.
"What's the matter, honey?" Her mom blindly asked.
Just watching the blood trickle down her mom's face caused her emotions to go into disarray. The lust of wanting her blood was overpowering Krista now. She hadn't tasted blood for so long and now with the temptation right in front of her, Krista didn't know if she could resist much longer.
Her mom must've noticed that her nose was finally bleeding and wiped away the stream of blood with her index finger. She looked at the blood on her hand and then over at Krista smiling maliciously. "You want some?" Her mom cackled evilly.
"NO!" Krista said shooting straight up from her bed. Her heart was beating so fast, she thought that it was going to explode of her chest like the aliens did in 'Alien.'
The daylight streamed in through her curtains and she knew that it was all a bad dream. One big nightmare.
Almost immediately there was a knock on the door.
"Yeah?" Krista called out agitatedly, a little short of breath. She really wasn't in the mood to have Chase make fun of her for having another night-terror about her past mortal life or getting the lecture the soon followed the annoying banter.
Her door opened and Marcus walked in. "I heard you shouting, I wanted to make sure you were all right." He said in a very sincere manner.
Krista flashed her signature wise-ass smile, "Well, now that you've come and checked, you can see I'm just peachy."
Not seeming affected by her sarcasm, Marcus walked over to a chair in the corner carefully avoiding the streams of sunlight near the seat. "Indeed."
Krista looked at him not afraid to show that she was pissed off with him. With her eye brows furrowed and her eyes jumping from Marcus to her door, she stated shortly, "You can leave now."
Without commenting back, Marcus just stayed where he was fixing his tie, making sure it was straight and unwrinkled.
"Well, since you're staying, I guess you have something important to tell me?" Krista asked begrudgingly throwing her covers off of her feeling hot with resentment.
Finally looking over at her since the first time he took his seat in the chair, Marcus smiled knowingly. "I thought you'd never ask." He then stood up with his well-known assured stature of confidence and sat down on the edge of her bed. "I just wanted to make sure that you were feeling well. I know that the hospital released you early because you regenerated your arm and eye back quicker than expected, so I just wanted to double check that you were fine."
Krista started laughing sarcastically, "You would've known I was all right if you would've come by and checked when I was there."
She didn't know why she was so bothered about Marcus not coming to see her when she was down there beating treated and healed. She supposed it was because she was taking a lot of pain to get him to trust her, but for some reason that thought didn't feel right to her. Getting riled up just by thinking about it, Krista tried to mentally brush the entire conflict away.
"Is that the reason for your shortness towards me?" Marcus retorted back softly.
Krista didn't answer back, but looked fixatedly at her hands in her lap. She couldn't bring herself to look at him.
"Krista," Marcus whispered affectionately. Her eyes were drawn to him by his hypnotic voice. "I'll be completely honest with you," he started, "I came to check up on you more than you know. Just because I wasn't there when you were awake doesn't mean I wasn't there at all."
He said this with a gleam in his blue eyes that she hadn't seen since they first met one another. It was the look of want. Krista knew that because she felt the want within her during the most infuriating of times when she was around him, especially when she tried to kill him. She didn't know why she was so attracted to such a man— vampire. He was everything she loathed in some ways, but yet he was so intoxicating and alluring to her. The chemistry was explosive between them and she was finally accepting it as if she was giving into the freedom of becoming a vampire altogether.
Slowly leaning towards Marcus' lips, Krista wanted to give into the ever looming temptation presenting itself so perfectly right now.
All of a sudden, her door swung wide open with a fury. Both Krista and Marcus swung back from their almost close encounter. Chase stood there practically out of breath looking at Marcus as if all hell was breaking loose. "Marcus," she said getting to the point, "we've got a problem."
Author's Notes: Hopefully all of you liked it so far. Obviously, this is taking place shortly after 1.07 (that's if you count the second hour of the Pilot episode 2). Since there's not too much Blade: The Series fanfiction out there, I decided to just write one myself! Also, it's going to be Marcus-Krista centered since I'm a fan of theirs.
I haven't decided how long this story is going to be, but I know that it will probably either be two to four chapters long.
Thanks for reading and I would love to know what ya'll thought of it, so please give me a review. If it's constructive criticism, then I would definitely appreciate it if you reviewed that way I know my mistake or inaccuracies and I can fix 'em next time around. Thanks again for everything!