I'm sorry I lost track of this story and now it's just become a crack. This will probably be the last chapter until I can refocus. Good luck to me with that one. Go read Sweet as Cynn or Full Moon I still know what's happening in them
Reid was woke rather far too abruptly for his liking. Apparently it was eleven in the morning on October the twenty ninth, also known as fifty two minutes before "orientation".
"I still have fifty two minutes left Tyler," he growled rolling over in the massive bed within the massive room of which he'd been given.
The moment Hanna-Lee had left them Caleb insisted on going straight to the owner of the club and then to the place known as the Varisal Estate. Damn, it looked like such a good party too.
Their rented vehicle was gone and they were piled into a dark van with tinted windows.
They could see out easily but none could see in. It seemed some didn't like vehicles with less then full tint. It also seemed that being able to see where one was being taken was preferred to keeping 'guests' in the dark so to speak.
There was an iron gate, strong yet intricately wrought. A silent delay was had before the van jerked forth once more and they were taken down a dark winding lane.
The house that came into view was vast and although it appeared in almost new condition was build in a mimicking design of the old century manors of Europe. It was stunning to say the least, though it looked dark and empty.
Of course once the doors were opened and the sons greeted by an elderly serving gentleman did they see that although the outside appeared cold and forbidding, the inside was in fact quite warm and filled with a wealth of things.
Escorted to sleeping chambers and left for the night with a strict word of not to wander in the darkness the sons of Ipswich fell asleep.
But now, Tyler was pulling open the curtains to show Reid that the sun was now shining bright and full.
Damn it all.
"Fine ok, I'm up, calm down Baby boy, fuck," Reid snarled as he rolled out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom slamming the door behind him.
Exactly forty eight minutes later Tyler stepped out of his room mate's chambers, a less then completely content Reid in tow to find Caleb and Pogue waiting just out in the hall.
"Well boys," Reid said through a barely stifled yawn, "Shall we join our fellow paranormals?"
Just as those words left his lips music exploded from the first floor. Suddenly the music was familiar, suddenly "Living Dead Girl" was blaring into every crevice of the massive house.
Seconds later an unearthly scream ripped through the second floor and Reid seized Tyler's shoulder pulling him back against the wall as a dark haired woman, enraged beyond all reason came flying out of a room and dashed for the stairs.
Reid, cocked his head to the side for a mere moment before following. As he reached the top of the stairs laughter, loud and rolling could be heard just off the main entrance, the screaming woman standing halfway down the stairs, just beyond the line of light shining in through the open front door.
"Shut that fucking door!" She screamed at the elderly gentleman who had shown the boys in the night before.
The man seemingly unalarmed by the banshee shrieking at him as he moved calmly to obey before disappearing into one of the side rooms.
"Every fucking year!" The woman shrieked sweeping down the remaining steps and into the side room where the laughing doubled from.
Reid led his brothers down the steps to catch sight of the soon to be violent ongoings.
"You fucking bitch!" The dark haired woman screamed at another female, this one lounging on a couch laughing her head off, head thrown back long dreadlocks dangling.
"Well of course I'm a bitch," the brunette dreadlocked female replied coolly wiping a tear from her eye, "and that never gets old."
"How old are you!" The vampire demanded but before she could continue in her rant the brunette replied in all seriousness, "Five hundred and twenty eight, about one century and forty seven years older then you, what's your point."
"Would you control this bitch already!" The vampiress demanded turning to a rather average looking young man who stood at the window a smile firmly placed on his features.
"Why she amuses me, she's like a freak show at the fair."
"Hey now, Oren..." the wolf sat up suddenly glancing around at the dark haired boy.
"It's true." He shrugged in response.
"Well that is not the point," she insisted.
Caleb took advantage of the brief moment of silence to step forward and make he and his known, "Um hi..."
"Hi, I'm Rivkah who the hell are you?" The girl replied leaning back into her couch again as a handsome long haired brunette made his way to sit on the arm rest.
"Well I'm-"
"Too slow lost my interest though I could stand to look at you for a little longer. What do you say Brokk? Gay or nay?"
The one who now perched on the arm rest took in the Ipswich boys in a quick sweep, "Gay, A sexual, tri-sexual and straight with gay tenancies," Brokk replied pointing at Tyler, Pogue, Reid and Caleb respectively.
"And there you go gentlemen the local gaydar expert has spoken. Now sit down and shut up, unless you want to play with the big dogs, I hear you guys pack a punch with that power whatnot."
"Tri-sexual?" Reid questioned in confusion.
"Try anything once sugar, speaking of which want to try some wolf?"
"Down girl we're not here for you to cross breed we're here to...I can't remember but that is not why we're here," Oren said quickly stepping away from his window.
"Please Oren I don't want to bear his litter I just want to relieve some of this sexual tension he instills in me, and let's face it toots, you just don't cut it anymore."
"Ya that's why I had your sister last night," Oren replied with all seriousness.
"That's ok I had your dad last week," Rivkah grinned.
Oren's face fell into a deadpan, "He's dead."
Rivkah's grin only grew more vicious, "I know."