I woke to a shaft of sun light filtering into the room. I moved the sheet gripping it to my naked body feeling confused. Whenever I spent the night with Deacon I woke to complete darkness, so what was going on?
"Deacon!" I gasped as I saw him sat in the shaft of light at the edge of the bed. I grabbed him and pulled him from the light. "What are you doing?" Had he lost his mind? He laughed.
"Concerned how touching." He mused kissing me.
"But…how?" I touched his face he hadn't burnt or blistered, his skin was perfect.
"Sun-blocker using octyl salicylate, a few others things. I'm trialling it." He sounded so nonchalant about it. I had no idea what he had just said though I don't think he expected me to.
"And if it hadn't of worked you'd have fried your face!" He smirked clearly amused by my reaction.
"Perhaps…Did you really think I was that stupid to actually trial it?" I shook my head feeling stupid myself.
"No you'd have already tested it…"
"Exactly, though you're reaction wasn't what I expected." I looked at him confused, he couldn't possibly know I had thought of screwing them over. "Lyxia seemed to think you'd grown tired of the life and were ready to rat us out to Blade…but it seems she's just carrying out Mercury's distain for you."
"That little skank needs to be beaten senseless." He laughed stroking my hair.
"My little Summer…she's only just come back from the beating Mercury gave her, Mercury will like you even less if you put her back in the hospital." He smirked. Suddenly there was a blade in in his hand. He settled back into me bringing my arm round to his face. He sliced at my skin on my wrist drawing blood immediately. He pressed his lips to it his tongue flicking out before sucking. The sensation sent tingles through my body. I pressed my lips to his neck kissing and biting, nibbling his ear as he drank.
I woke again later in the day Deacon had gone and surprisingly he must have sent someone to bandage my wrist up. I smiled, maybe he wasn't as cruel as I thought. That or whatever was making him happy lately was making him less cruel. I just hoped it lasted. I changed and walked out finding Autumn on the couch. She looked like hell, but not any worse than last night. Quinn must have left her alone.
"Hi Summer…you're up late." She smiled lightly.
"Deacon wanted to feed, it always makes me tired. How do you feel this morning?" I asked sitting next to her.
"Ok sore, but I know Quinn doesn't mean it. He was just angry. The Daywalker had cut off his arm." There was no point in telling her that Quinn did mean it, that he was a sadistic piece of shit and would quite happily fuck her cold rotting corpse.
"Oh look, it's Summer still alive…I'm surprised." Lyxia smirked standing in the doorway from the balcony.
"Why's that because you thought for a second Deacon would listen to your poison? Too bad Deacon is smarter than that."
"No he sees a nice piece of ass like you and refuses to believe you'd let him fry given half the chance." I stood glowering at her.
"I would never!" I saw Mercury off to the side. She nodded and Lyxia jumped at me knocking me to the floor. "Deacon said I couldn't beat you senseless, he didn't say anything about beating you in self-defence." I rolled so I was on top of her and punched her in the face before jumping to my feet. Autumn had buried her head in her arms and Mercury had moved into the room almost egging Lyxia on.
"Well Deacon isn't here to save your ass!" Lyxia snapped charging me her fists flying. I laughed humourlessly, I had thought Mercury had been training her to fight, but this was pathetic. I grabbed her arm as she swung at my face twisting and wrenching it. She screamed and I laughed. I kicked out her knee and she dropped I was just about to kick out at her skull putting her back in the hospital when the door opened.
"Summer enough! Mercury control her or Summer will kill her." Deacon barked. I dropped Lyxia and went straight to Deacon as he motioned me to him. I followed him to the balcony as the sun had set, I waited for my beating as he didn't seem happy, but he sat down pulling out his laptop. So I slipped to the floor slinking on all fours to sit by his legs. He typed away I saw LaMagra mentioned multiple times, but couldn't make much sense of it all.
"Pearl…" He said. I noticed his hand held in his ear. "Yes just send it through."
"Deacon what's LaMagra?" I asked curiously.
"A vampire god." His tone told me to ask no further question's so I sat in silence. Deacon suddenly stood up and paced.
"Congratulations, Day-Walker." I focused on Deacon of course I couldn't hear the other side of the conversation with that tub of lard curator Pearl and Blade. He was grinning like a Cheshire cat. And what was Blade doing talking with Pearl and Deacon?
"In the flesh, Blade. I understand you've been looking for me. I'm flattered." I smiled at how blasé Deacon was, Blade wanted to turn him to ash and yet he didn't seem all that concerned.
"You're quick, Blade, I'll give you that. In the space of an hour you've crossed my familiar, destroyed a blood bank ," He sat back down and I rested my head against his leg as he stroked my hair. "Now here you are in the heart of our archives, terrorizing our curator." There was a pause as Pearl begged for mercy Deacon smiling wider. "You're history, Pearl. Have the good grace to die with some dignity…. Round one to you, Blade." Then he ended the call. "He's very good indeed, but tonight might just end him."
"What about Pearl? Aren't the Elders going to punish you?" He pinched my cheek.
"They can't do anything and they won't be a problem much longer either." He got up again and walked out. I turned his laptop round to me and read what was on the screen. He had been translating the old tongue. I had learnt some from him, but what I knew I didn't need as the translation was there on the screen for all to see.
LaMagra, the first vampire. Can only be summoned through a special ritual, which requires the blood of a half breed or a hybrid. Most notably he can turn any in to a vampire by touch alone. This was some seriously messed up shit. Was Deacon planning on turning all humans into vampires? Why would he want this 'god' to control him? I felt I needed to tell Blade. That what Deacon was doing was out of control. No good could come of this to either humans or vampires. I turned the laptop back around and stood walking into the penthouse.
"Summer, I think Lyxia is going to try and hurt you. If you get hurt then who'll look out for me?" Autumn was still on the couch. She didn't seem to grasp she had a fair amount of freedom to do as she pleased when Quinn wasn't here.
"She can try all she wants, I'd kill her before she did any real damage." Deacon walked back in, I wondered where he had been just now.
"Well if she tries to kill you then you can kill her." I smirked going and sitting down by Deacon's leather chair as he stood looking out on to the city skyline. Quinn, Mercury and the other's that must have gone to deal with Blade at the Black Pear walked in licking their wounds. And Quinn was missing an arm again. I had to refrain from sniggering as he held up his stump of an arm.
"He took my fucking hand! Again!" He growled.
"You seem to be in the habit of losing them fairly often, Quinn. Maybe the amputee lifestyle just suits you." Deacon smirked, the others except for Mercury laughing until Quinn glared at them effectively shutting them up.
"We need to find him, tonight!" Quinn exclaimed riling himself up. Deacon stepped to him placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Down, boy. Blade's not going anywhere. I promise. Right now, though, we've more pressing business. It's time Dragonetti paid the piper." He turned back to the window Quinn growling at Autumn to follow him as Mercury crossed to Deacon. There's a knock at the door and I got up to answer it finding, Dante Dragonetti's familiar.
"I need to speak with Deacon Frost. My master Dragonetti has a message for him." I looked at him, he had always been a cool character, but right now he was sweating.
"Well whatever it is he has to say can be said to me. I'll pass it to my master."
"No!" I looked over my shoulder to Deacon who nods.
"Well come on in." I gestured closing the door behind him. He jumped a little as the door clicked shut and headed towards Deacon. Mercury stepped away and to the balcony as I stood and watched from near the door. Something was going on. I couldn't hear what was being said as they spoke in hushed tones. But I did see Dante's hand reach under the back of his jacket pulling out something small and silver. I cocked my head trying to figure out what he was doing. But it clicked, Dante was Dragonetti's familiar bound to do whatever he wanted him to do. And Deacon Frost dead was high on his list. I moved forward slowly as Dante fingered the device. Now should I let him try to do what he was trying to do or did I stop it and gain greater favour with Deacon? But as his hand flicked out the pin I acted. I dragged him backwards, grabbing a pressure point in his neck and snatching the device from his hand. I knocked him to the floor and straddled him.
"Open your mouth!" I shouted. Mercury was back in the room Deacon stood looking mildly interested in what was going on. Dante didn't oblige me so I prized it open and rammed in the device. And not a moment too soon. As I found myself covered in blood and brain matter. It had as I assumed been a small incendiary device with silver nitrate in it. Mercury moved lighting fast to me, but I kicked at her.
"No! Silver nitrate!" I shouted before she could come at me again. She froze looking at me, Deacon coming closer.
"I'm surprised you didn't let her taste it."
"Well I'm full of surprises today." I stood looking down at Dante and went to bathe. Mercury owed me majorly.
A/N: Lyxia belongs to Krazy 13, Autumn belongs to Zombie450AirbournePrincess, Dante and Summer belong to me everything else that you recognise does not belong to me :D