Cora and Corran walked down the stairs and into the main room, located by the entrance. Cora was sporting a school girl prep sort of look. She hand on a short school girls' style skirt that was yellow and black, a pale yellow polo shirt, knee high black stockings, and black saddle shoes. She also had a black and yellow tie loosely hanging around her throat and her platinum colored hair had been pulled up into a high ponytail. Corran's hand gently slipped into hers and laced through it. They walked in front of the door and he pulled on her hand, signaling for her to stop.
"Are you sure you'll be okay? With me heading to L.A. For a couple days?"
"Yeah."
"Even with Dominic coming tomorrow?"
Cora looks down at the floor, admiring her shoes, and not saying anything.
"Hey---you know that I will dust him the second he touches you, right? You know what to do if you feel the seduction working, don't you baby?" He says making her look him and laying a hand on the side of her face.
"Yeah, I'll yell for you through our mind link."
"And I'll be here in a heartbeat, well figuratively speaking of course." He says smiling and in that moment, bright yellow locked in on cat-like green and they were lost. He grabbed her roughly and pulled her into him, his lips crashing down onto her soft ones and melding their bodies together, he pushed her against the wall and lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, passionate kisses became more needy and his hand slipped beneath her skirt, finding a way in between her panties and her sex, his thumb brushed over her crotch and she moaned in pleasure. He moved it farther and it brushed over her hidden nub and she let out a rather loud moan and then reached down to grab his hand, stilling it.
"We can't do this." She whispers headily.
"Why not, you love it, you know it." He says seductively, eyes glazed over with lust, and he begins kissing her neck, nipping at it.
"Because--ah..because, I don't particularly want everyone in the room watching us."
"So? I don't care." He says claiming her lips in another passionate kiss, and after her taking a moment to steady her breathing she replies:
"I do." And she looks at him seriously.
"Fine." He says as he lowers her to the floor and she takes the opportunity to fix her skirt which her been spun around to her side, her shirt which had somehow gotten crooked, and her hair which was a mess.
"I love you. Have a nice trip." She says smiling as she pushes him out the door and she walks over to Bella.
Everyone who had been watching the scene returned their attentions to their partners or cliques. The outward display of affection between the two leaders was nothing new, although his hand slipping down was certainly something different, and they were grateful the Mistress of the Manor had stopped it when she did, otherwise they may have had to get a bucket of water to throw on the pair.
Cora walked over to Bella who was with Rok and Destiny.
"God see what I mean?" She says smiling as she sits down by the three.
"Yeah, I get what you mean now, I feel a little sorry for you." Bella laughs.
"Question, how many times do you guys have sex on average per night?" Rok says and receives a slap on the chest by Bella. "What?"
"Rok!! That's so inappropriate, and also, very personal. And..."
"Thirteen." Cora replies before Bella gets on in her little tirade, they tended to last for hours, and though she could use the distraction, she nor Corran for that matter, minded when people asked them about their sex lives.
"THIRTEEN!!" Bella and Destiny yell in unison, which draws a few stairs.
"Keep your voices down you two." Rok says as they return to the conversation.
"Wait...how?" Destiny asks, very interested in what her friend had just proclaimed.
"Very simple, well see, Corran has a big appetite and I barely ever get a break." Cora replies and looks at Rok briefly, then returns her attentions to the girls, who were gushing and asking a lot of questions.
Rok, hey meet me outside in ten minutes, I've got something I need to talk to you about, it's about the Elder Dominic, that's coming. Rok hears in his head, it was obviously Cora, it was weird, she never asked him to speak in private, Corran wouldn't have had it if he were there, Cor had never trusted Rok for some odd reason, besides the fact that he was a player and a pervert.
"Um...hey girls, I'm going to go out and go for a walk, the moon is very orange tonight, and besides, I've got to think about some things." She says, but they immediately speak up.
"No Cora, you know you can't." Bella says.
"Bella's right, since Dominic is coming sometime between tonight and tomorrow night, and he could be targeting you, you know it's best not to be out by yourself, it'll only make it easier for him." Destiny jumps in and supplies.
"I'll escort her." Rok says simply.
"And--wait what?" Bella asks confused.
"I'll go outside with Cora, since she wants to go on a walk anyway, and besides, Dominic won't try anything if there's another man there, that's not his style." Rok says, he was usually quite quiet, which is why it surprised Bella and Destiny when he volunteered and explained the way he did.
"Alright." The two say a bit dazed as they watch Rok and Cora dissapear through the darkened back entrance.
Across the continent, over in Paris, a dark stranger sat in the middle of a château, the sinister look on his face was very disquieting. He was very tall, skin the color of marble, long raven colored locks were slicked back on his head and emerald green eyes stared out haphazardly at the bodies on the floor. There was a girl probably only seventeen, one of the victims of this creature, bite marks on her neck, all color drained from her face, along with her blood. A young boy, he seemed to be only ten, the mirror image of the girl, his face was also blue from the lack of oxygen and his blood had been drained, they and various others, some adults, some elderly, and some merely children, were scatter among the floor, all the same, bite marks, pale faces, blood drained. A dark chuckle erupted from the throat of the strange man, he got up from the throne he was sitting on and crossed the floor, walking over to the window, he opened the curtain ever so slightly, being careful not to put his delicate skin in direct contact with the sunlight.
"Almost sunset...Soon my love...soon." He whispered darkly closing the curtain reverently. As he walked over to the bedroom just off of the sitting room he saw a young girl, she was his servant, and was human. "What is your name my dear?"
"K-K-Karie..." She trembled in his presence, she was truly terrified of him and she had good reason to be, he had made her watch him kill all those innocent people as a warning of what would happen if she ever disobeyed or betrayed him.
"Well my dear Karie..." He said drawling out her name like it was something that tasted good. "...would you please dispose of those bodies, we wouldn't want them to start smelling up this fine place, I'd love to return to it once our visit to the States is done."
"Of course Master. Is that where we are going? The States?"
"Yes, Brooklyn to be exact."
"Why are we leaving, I mean, it's probably out of my place to say, but it seems to me you love Paris a great deal, or at least are having a good time here." She says as she keeps her violent lavender colored eyes angled down as to not upset him.
"You are right, I do love Paris a great deal, but I have...unfinished business that I must take care of there, there's a lovely young women we are to meet, I think you will like her very much." He says chuckling as he senses her curiosity.
"Is she...like you?"
"Like me, and not like me, she is much more kind than I. She will probably try to kill me for keeping you with me and to serve me, she thinks much of humans, it will pass. She's only been an Immortal for a little more than a year. Still, I believe she will like you very much Karie. Which is very important to me, I take great stock in what she thinks of the company I keep."
"Then I hope that she will like me for our sakes." She says as she turns to leave and clean up the bodies.
He watches her go.
A peculiar thing that one, I killed her entire family, and yet something told me to wait and save this one. That she would be useful in some way, well she certainly is, she can be my emissary in the daylight, and she's a kind and loving girl. You would think she would hold great resentment towards me, although I sense she does not, just some left over terror from the things she saw me do to those out there and those in her family. It seems...she would make a good pet, hell if she's really good and loyal, I may even turn her. He thinks to himself as he walks into his wardrobe, he picked out a black muscle shirt, and black jeans, as he swung on his leather trench coat he thought to himself. Times certainly have changed since my day, I wouldn't have been caught dead in something like this, it was beneath me back then, and some of these things weren't even invented. Times change and I must change along with them. As he swept into the night, his plane was waiting for him to reunite him with the one he left behind so many years ago. When he had gotten news that she had been turned he was certainly pleased, the fact that he had overseen her initiation himself was highly surprising. However, he was not so pleased when he had found out who turned her. The Dark Master's pride and joy, his right hand man, Corran. Yes, and supposedly they were in love and that's why he turned her and now they were running the Manor in Brooklyn like some kind of homeless shelter, helping the changelings learn the ways of the night and then offering them a place to stay if they didn't want to leave after their training had finished. She's changed a lot too. Well we'll see how much she loves him when I turn up, if there's even a seed of doubt I'll know, I could never forget her over all these years, after all the women I've had, never did I forget her. This should certainly be fun.
A./N.: Well that's chapter two, I orginally wanted to write to a point past this for the second chapter, but the characters in my head wouldn't cooperate. This story was inspired by a MSN RP I had with my friend down in Texas, I haven't talked to him in a while which is probably why I made Corran leave for L.A. Sorry to leave you off on a cliffe but R&R and let me know what you think, any criticism, just be nice about, no one wants flamed and writers are more likely to take the criticism to heart if you write it in a nice manner. Also, if you have any ideas for the story and what kind of direction you think it should be going or anything of the like, I would also gladly appreicate and love to hear it. I hope you liked it.
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