Fan fiction
Chapter 1
I fell asleep with Graves next to me on the floor and Ash's husky breathing only an arms distance away. It wasn't long before the fuzzy techno-coloured images started to play out.
SNAP!
Colours focused into an unfamiliar scene, I saw a girl, a little older than myself but she was beautiful, at most she was 19, grey and blue eyes and blonde hair so much like Christophe's. Even in my sleep I felt the heat of thinking about him rush over me. This girl was looking out from a subway cart. Then her head snapped her expression stony and a cruel smile took form on her lips as words were ushered. "Nosferatu" she spat with distain and an angry sucker war cry echoed in my head…
SNAP!
It was dark, and it was cold, considering how warm the night wa,s I felt deathly cold. This scene felt familiar, like I had seen it before… that because I had, it was the motel!
Black shadows moved towards the motel, hovering in darkness; lurking for their prey, which was me. I counted six of them. They stepped out of the shadows, solid ink filled black eyes and lethal looking fangs and I...
Sprang out of bed choked on a scream. As the warming of the aspect flowed over me, Ash tensed and Graves came closer to me. "What?" He asked.
"Suckers!" I shouted and jumped out of the bed, my pyjama bottom ridding up giving me a Weggie.
Nausea hit and I gritted my teeth as I sensed them. Oh so much hatred, it devoured and fuelled them, so cruel and bitter. Cool breeze blew past me, even though no windows or doors where open. Fear prickled up my spine and I leaned over and dug around for my malika's. Purple light crackle over the door and I sent heaven my thanks, my warding was still up. Graves stood in front of me, his warm body between me and the door. His bruises only yellow and brown no longer purple since we ran away four days ago.
That's when things got really weird- I mean weirder than usual. Struggling cries and the whoosh of a blade moving really fast, as thumps followed after every whoosh. I had heard that sound before, every time I handle a makila. No! It was Moiro coming to get me. The last sucker got out a cry before it presumably hit the floor. I could hear the changing in the breathing of the room, increasing as the silence follow. No footsteps or movement of any kind.
Knock, knock knock... tapping from the door came. I felt armed from the feeling. Not at all scared and something made me curious about who was on the other side of the door. Christophe?
"Dru stay here?" Graves said shaking off my hand clamped on his arm, as he slowly put one foot in front of the other, making his way to the door. It was painstakingly slow with how much he spent looking at the visitor. His shoulders tense and his finger twitched. Graves went deadly still and I ordered my foot to move, but it was unresponsive. "Dru, I just killed six suckers after your pretty little head, so tell your lou garope to open the door" A female voice called, similar and sarcastic. I sniffed but couldn't smell anything other than Graves and Ash's wulfen scent. "Open it!" I barked at Graves and he un-slid the dead bolt. I pulled out Dad's nine millimetre and held it lowered at my side. My head was whirling from this sudden change in events. The female charged through the door nonchalantly it was almost cheesy for a human. But she wasn't human; she was stevotacha, fully bloomed like me. Her fingers slowly turned back into fingers instead of glassy looking claws. Graves eyes budged from his head and his shoulders went slack. My own eyes felt like they would drop out. She was also the blonde woman from my dream, more beautiful in person, considering that her trousers were covered in blood. The woman took a step forward and Graves stepped to intercede her. She held out a delicate model like hand covered in blood. "Please, I'm not going to hurt her, were on the same side" She waved Graves away and walked till she was facing me. This woman was like a model for sucker hunting. She wore boots, similar to mine, combat trousers in all black. Tank top covered in blood, a pair of leather fingerless gloves and smoky black eyes. "Hi Dru, I'm Aurora" She greeted offering a blood covered hand, but then taking it back once she saw the blood. "Sorry" She whispered wiping it on her trouser leg. Then her eyes fell to Ash whose eyes had widened in excitement.
"Ash, you changed back!" Aurora's light tone called. Ash mumbled something.
"Hang on a sec, how do you know each other?" Grave barked raising his voice.
"We have crossed paths before" Aurora said. I was reminded of when Christophe said that, but they meant two different things. Ash had been getting more coherent each day, he still babbled.
"Auki" Ash mumbled.
"Close" Aurora said smiling pearly white teeth. Then she turned and her head fell into a mask of seriousness.
"Dru, we need to leave, this site has been compromised, I know you have only just met me but I'm here to save your ass!" She stressed. I took a step forward but met a hard shoulder, Graves's shoulder and I felt annoyed. "Sheesh Graves I can look after myself!" I screamed. I knew we needed to leave, right now.
"They will be coming for you" Aurora added. "We need to leave immediately" She added afterwards.
Get the hell out of there Dru-girl Dad's ordering tone shouted in my head. I jumped into a pair of jeans and pulled on a jacket I loaned from a homeless shelter. I always trusted my instincts in times like this and they all pointed to going with Aurora and getting the hell out of there.