This is my first fanfic, so bare with me.
I just thought the Night World needed a totally badass Fourth Wild Power who doesn't listen to anyone but themself, and is basically a hopeless cause.
This chapter is more or less a preliminary, the story will get more detailed and hopefully better as time goes on :)
Reviews will be read and appreciated! :D
I'm sorry if it keeps running all together, everytime I publish this the breaks seem to disappear.
Chapter 1
"Hello?" Thierry answered his phone first ring.
"Thierry? It's Jez."
"What can I do for you?" he answered politely.
"Morgead and I will be home in about twenty minutes, could you perhaps organize a Daybreak meeting?" She said hurriedly.
Blank confusion dominated Thierry's mind but he answered, "Um, sure. What's this about?"
"You'll see." With that Jez hung up.
What her behavior meant, Thierry was unsure of. As he was thinking Hannah came into his office.
"What's wrong?" Hannah asked him quickly.
"I'm not sure. I just got a call from Jezebel requesting that I set up a Daybreak meeting. But, she wouldn't tell me why." He said, his words coming out in a rush.
"I'll gather everyone, then. Are you sure you're alright?" she asked him still looking worried.
"Perfectly fine, my love. Just confused." Thierry said as he stood and encircled her in his arms, pulling her tightly to his chest. As he held her, he felt her take a deep breath and she reached up to kiss him slowly, tenderly.
"I love you, you know." Hannah said looking directly into his eyes.
"Not as much as I love you." Thierry replied.
"Do you wanna bet?" she said mockingly.
"Bet my soul, bet my leg, or an arm perhaps?" He replied jokingly.
"How about none of that because it's mine already…and I love YOU more, period." As soon as Hannah finished the sentence she reached up on her tiptoes and planted a quick kiss on his still-form.
Thierry said "It's a moot point, sweetheart," as she walked away to gather everyone. She turned around in the doorway and smiled a dazzling, breathtaking smile at her soul mate.
The dining room was buzzing with the voices of all the Circle Daybreak members, all of them wondering what the meeting was about.
Always the curious one, Poppy stood up as Thierry entered the room with Jez and Morgead, "What's this about, Thierry?"
"I'm not sure, but I will give the floor to Jez and Morgead, as they called for it." He replied to the little pixie kindly.
Jez had no idea how to start any sort of meeting like this; she usually jumped in as everyone else was speaking. "Well, I guess I'll get to the point then. Umm, today as I was walking with Morgead on the Strip, we passed an electronic shop with the news playing on it."
She was cut off by Ash saying, "How is the news relevant?" Although Mary-Lynette was back with Ash, he'll always still be the "pencil pusher," but just a much more bearable one to live with,
"Would you hold on I'm getting there!" Jez added a little short-tempered.
"Relax. I'll tell the rest." Morgead told Jez.
"Continuing on, as we walked by, we saw footage of an apartment in New York City from some street security cam. There was a bright flash that appeared to be blue and then all the windows shattered on one of the second story apartments."
Thierry cut in, "And you sure it was blue fire?"
Jez was first to answer, "I'm almost positive, it got bright and flared then went out just as quick. And the only thing destroyed were the glass windows from that apartment, not like half the building."
"Do we know who lives there?" James asked excitedly.
"We were hoping to use the databases here to search." Morgead said quickly.
"Makes sense, Thierry do you have anything that could look up who lives there?" James inquired.
"Of course he does." Quinn said with a smirk, getting a slap on the arm from Rashel.
At the same time David said "Uh der," getting an intense glare from Gillian.
James laughed as Thierry was saying, "I believe so. Nilsson, could you run a search for who lives in that apartment?"
"Yes, sir," Nilsson replied instantly pulling up some foreign program very few people understood. He quickly entered the address, city, state, and zip code. Delos stared in fascination as the program was put up on the largest monitor, watching all the moving things running through…databases? He thought Maggie had called them.
"The apartment where the windows shattered is occupied by Fleur DeVie. She's a Night Person; vampire and witch." Nilsson stated.
"Ah, one of the DeVies." Thierry said wonderingly.
Though everyone was thinking it, Eric was the first to ask, "Who are the DeVies?"
"They're a distant French lamia family." Thierry stated knowingly. "They are notorious for having quite a few of rebels within their family. Though, Fleur seemed nice enough when I met her a while back." He babbled on.
"So… we contact Fleur, you said her name was?" Keller had asked.
"That seems like a reasonable way to start." Thierry replied.
After everything was settled Thierry had Nilsson search for Fleur's number and he called her, hoping not to sound suspicious.
"Hello?" a quick, light voice answered.
"Fleur, I don't know if you remember me, but this is Thierry Descoudres."
She sounded startled, "I'm sorry Lord Thierry! If it's about my daughter I've been trying to tame her, I really have! But she's run off again…"
He cut her off, "No, this is not about your daughter. I was wondering if you could perhaps help myself and one of my organizations with an important task?" Thierry asked her blatantly.
"Yes, of course, Lord Thierry." She responded loyally.
"You can call me Thierry, if you'd like, it quicker." He said pleasantly and continued on saying, "Will you be ready to take a plane to Las Vegas by tonight? I'll arrange everything and have one of my workers pick you up at the airport."
"I can be ready by 4:00." She said.
"Perfect, I will set you up a flight at 4:00 then and I will have the information faxed to this number. See you soon, Fleur."
"As to you, Thierry." She said and went off to pack for a flight in two hours.
Fleur had no idea what Thierry Descoudres, the Lord of Vampires in the Night World could be calling on her for. She hoped it was not for anything her daughter Amour, had been up to. She hoped this with a passion. Amour couldn't have violated any laws, could she have? She thought to herself worriedly. If only her daughter hadn't run off again.
