Hey everyone I am currently taking a break from Avatar fanfiction to write a story for one the best book series I've read in a long time. The story belongs to the amazing Kim Harrison. I only own the story and Vanessa Belladonna Riley.
Chapter One
"Screw the Space-Time Continuum."
I don't know how I ended up at Trent's birthday party, but here I was, not as security or back-up, but as a guest. At first I simply assumed Ceri had made him invite me, but she seemed surprised to hear about it when I told her. Maybe he wasn't holding a grudge about the whole 'accidentally leaving him in the ever-after' thing?'
I snorted as I took a swig of my iced-tea. "Not likely."
Footsteps came towards me and I saw Quen walk up to me, his scared face carried a smile. "Hello Ms. Morgan. I'm glad you could make it to the party."
"Well it was either this or going to see Date Night. Date Night was sold out so I came here."
Smirking slightly the elf nodded. "Either way I'm glad you came. You are one of the few people whose actually here because they care about Trenton."
I almost dropped my glass at that statement and laughed. As if I cared about Trent. He was one of the most spoiled, annoying, pain-in-my-witch-ass people I know. "Well he's got Lee here as well I'm sure he cares…somewhat."
"Well yes there is Lee, plus you that's two," he looked up in thought slightly, "maybe if she was here."
"She?" I inquired wiggling my eyes at Quen. "As in Ellsabeth? Don't tell me that Trent has been making nice with her?"
The dark haired elf cracked a smile and shook his head making him look much younger than he truly was. "I doubt Ellsabeth even knows when Trenton's birthday is. The girl in question is an old friend of Trenton. If she does come…you'll know," he said ominously before turning away with a grin.
Shaking my head I watched the crowds get silent as Trent walked up on stage with Jonathan right beside me. I caught the big jackass's eye and gave him a bunny kiss from my spot. I knew that if he could he would have flipped me off big time. Snickering at the thought I turned my attention to Trent who had just cleared his throat to speak. He looked gorgeous in his crisp grey suit, white silk shirt and leaf-green tie. I couldn't help but stare. Every time I saw him all I could see at first was the man –or- elf, then later I could see the drug lord.
To bad both of them look as delicious.
Ceri suddenly came running towards me looking a bit flustered but beautiful in her purple dress, the swell of her belly only making her look more angelic. Of course pregnancy looked good on her. Everything else did.
"I'm sorry I'm late I was talking to Quen," she said in a soft voice as she smoothed down her blonde hair.
I took in her appearance it looked more like she and Quen had been sharing a quickie in the coat closet. Good thing I didn't bring a coat.
"Don't worry about it. All Trent is going to do is feign appreciation to all of these annoying people."
Smiling a bit she cuddled up closer to me, she always felt more comfortable around me and clung to me in these kinds of events.
"Good evening," Trent started, "and thank you all for coming out on this Friday evening to celebrate my birthday. I'm sure most of you would rather be out doing something else, but knowing that you have put plans aside for me leaves me grateful to have such friends."
The desire to roll my eyes was so strong that it was only the fact that Trent's voice was so smooth kept me from doing so. Ceri seemed to be interested in the speech, but I followed her eyes and saw that she was looking at Quen. I smirked slightly. They were so cute together.
"…So in closing I must say that you, my honored guests, are…"
"SONS OF A BITCH!"
The crowd gasped and they all turned into the door where a woman stood. The woman was about my age, her skin was honey brown and long brown curly hair was tied up in a ponytail. She was wearing a grey sweater dress, which looked great on her since she had the curves for it. I had one and it wasn't very flattering.
The woman stomped towards the stage her brown eyes filled with hot anger. "Trenton Aloysius Kalamack!" the woman raged as she walked towards him.
"Oh, whole name, this must be the friend Quen was talking about," I whispered to Ceri.
"How dare you make me take an airplane over here? It's a sixteen hour flight from Tokyo to this damn place! Sixteen hours sitting on my ass watch old Clint Eastwood movies. How many times can a person watch Dirty Harry back-to-back! It was torture!"
Trenton's face was a deep face red that showed his full-blasted anger without restraint even in the face of the many guests. "Vanessa Belladonna Riley, how dare you come here and embarrass me in front of my guests! It's my birthday for God's sakes!"
Vanessa rolled her eyes and folded her arms over her chest. "Oh please you P.E bastard! This would have never happened if you had just let me travel in my own choice."
"I told you that your way of traveling causes damage to the space time continuum!"
"Oh screw the space time continuum!" she yelled back they were now in each other's faces. "You should have let me come the way I want!"
Trent was about to strike back but he closed his eyes and composed himself before straightening his tie and suit jacket. "Vanessa can we please discuss this later? As you can see I am in the middle of something. "
The woman raised her head in a show of defiance before turning away from Trent. "Fine then we'll talk later." She turned to Quen and smirked. "Hi Quen its good to see you."
Then she turned to Jon who seemed to be quite upset by her being there. She smiled at him with a sweet smile and blew him a kiss. "Hello Jo-Jo."
Jonathan turned ashen as Vanessa jumped from the stage into the crowd of high-class guests and walked over to the punch where Ceri and I stood.
"Sorry ladies I'm thirsty like a troll right now," she said taking a huge cup and filling it with punch.
The party quickly turned back into a joyful situation with their new discussion now on the mystery woman, Vanessa.
I turned to the brown haired woman and looked at her closely I could smell the Rosewood on her. "You're a witch," I stated.
"Yep," she said in a chipper voice. "Full blooded and damn proud of it miss…"
"Morgan. Rachel Morgan, but just call me Rachel and this is Ceri Dulciate."
Ceri shyly waved at Vanessa and the dark woman smiled back at us. "Oh, I've heard of you Rachel it's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Vanessa Riley as you heard my dear friend Trenton state on the stage."
"So how long have know Trenton Ms. Riley?" Ceri inquired.
"Please call me Vanessa, but let me tell you this. I know Trenton well enough to tell you two ladies a few interesting stories."
Ceri and I shared looks before moving in a bit closer to Vanessa. "Like what?" I inquired with a grin.
Vanessa looked up at the stage where Trent was glaring in out direction with a sour look on his face. Chuckling she turned back to me and Ceri. "Well when he was younger he had this little problem with keeping his close on during the summer days…"
I was gonna like this new girl.
Well I hope you Hollows Fans enjoy my new story. Leave comment so that I may find the strength to write. .