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There's No Turning back 4

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Regine watched Charley with a loving curiosity, and also liking the possessive nature Jerry showed with the boy. She was a little envious, to be completely honest, of such affection. Mainly for the fact that Jerry never really had shown her that he was capable of ever loving another creature like this.

She was completely envious.

But what she found most interesting about the boy was that he seemed so terrified of what he became and yet so at peace with it. It was remarkable to say the least. He was terrified and content. To Regine, Charley was a gorgeous creature. His eyes reminded her of blood stained emeralds. Charley was so young. Not even twenty yet and now he was trapped as a boy forever.

Poor kid will never legally get into a bar. But that was fine because she would let him into her nightclub.

Getting curious to know what her brother has been up to. Careless and messy she assumed. She also heard quite a bit of rumors that Jerry had even gone as far as befriending and coming to really care about was a hunter. A drunken one, but a vampire killer none the less. One he had met once before.

Something Regine didn't really approve of.

She wouldn't voice it in front of the boy, already knowing that the three of them were the oddest group of companions. Divided and united by the blood and darkness. Brothers till death. She figured they were a very strange collection but who was she to argue.

Sitting across from the two of them, she crossed her legs and rested her hands in her lap. Her eyes watching the teen as he sat there close enough to Jerry but close enough to the window as well while gazing out at the landscape with a tired and wanting stare. Poor devil looked like shit. He needed to sleep in the earth as soon as possible. Three more hours and he could sleep as long as he liked.

They must have been running. But for what reason? Turning her eyes to her brother slowly, their eyes met and they simply stared. Regine slowly gave him a questioning stare.

Jerry was more quiet then usual as he caught her gaze. He was normally quiet, but never this quiet. He knew that she was going to start asking questions about everything at some point. Sisters were nosey. So he prepared himself to give her answers that weren't so detailed. Keep it brief until they could sit down and really talk.

Regine started talking slowly, in a language only the Old Ones of their breed could understand. Wishing to get information without upsetting Charley.

:He's so young. What exactly happened with him that you came to love such a beautiful thing.: Regine asked softly. Jerry looked at her for a long moment then glanced at the boy.

:He.. Tried to kill me a few months ago. Him and the vampire hunter. They had a good plan. They came as the sun rose, with his crossbow.. Killed a few of my young. He bargained a truce to release his girl and the hunter. I agreed... And I stayed close to watch him. Then... I don't know. After a while I started to like him. He knows everything about me. And I know everything about him.: Jerry said as he stared at his feet. Licking his lips and glanced at Charley again.

The boy was smirking faintly. Looking back at Regine, Jerry lowered his eyes to his feet again and frowned.

:He is very.. Unique.:

:I noticed... He smells like an Old One. Why?: She commented.

:He was a half blood. A Day Walker.. For little under a week. After the Lock, he saved my life and he adapted it and changed it to suite him. I really don't know what happened. Only now, because he is a full blood, did the red show up in his eyes. Those are his normal eyes. They change like ours. But like yours are honey, his is green and red. I really don't know what he is. He is like us... But more. He is only a day old.: Jerry explained in vague detail.

Regine listened intently before Charley finally growled at Jerry.

:Stop talking about me like I can't understand you! I already know I'm a damn freak..: Charley snapped and looked out the window again. Glaring at the landscape.

Leaving very stunned forms of Jerry and Regine to stare at him with blank expressions. They looked at each other in confusion and back at Charley. She smiled slowly and shook her head.

"Baby, you're not a freak. Your unique. That's more complex and better." She said to the teen as his eyes slowly glossed over. Watching as the boy shook his head and Jerry grow a saddened expression, matching his Childe's.

"That's just a fancy way of saying freak." He mumbled faintly. Blood slowly leaked out from his closed eyes and the vampire teen cried silently. Jerry seemed to sense it immediately and drew him very close. Charley clung to him and didn't make a sound as he kept his eyes on the window.

Jerry was curious to why he didn't look away, so he slowly looked to where he did. Smiling faintly as he slowly raised his hand and covered the red stained eyes, making sure the kids eyes were covered.

"Go to sleep Charley. Worry about what's happening when you have the strength for it." He said slowly and felt him beginning to relax within his arms and fall completely silent. Jerry waited a few minutes before moving his hand and looking at his sister.

"How.. Could he know the language?" She asked, completely perplexed about what just occurred.

Jerry shrugged, at a loss like she was.

"I really don't know. Which is why we came to you, Regine. You are the only one with knowledge for these kinds of things. You listened to the Old One's stories and the history when I didn't..." He said slowly and drew a breath slowly.

"I need your help.." He said quickly, making a small scowl.

"Wow.. I bet that was really hard for you to say." She said and smirked smugly. Jerry glared at her briefly and looked away.

"I'm joking my brother! Still haven't gained a sense of humor. How you survive without one.. I'll never know." She said with a small laugh, making Jerry smile lightly.

"Well... I think I'm learning to have one.. Since... I've been around him and Peter.. I've learned how to make them laugh sometimes." He said and looked out the window and sighed.

"Shouldn't have left Peter." He stated and frowned.

"What happened..?" She questioned carefully, seeing that he truly regretted leaving behind his Hunter.

"Charley fed off of him.. And I gave him my blood to let him sleep. He didn't turn.. But we left him at my house." He said vaguely and drew a long breath slowly.

"Is he that important to you?" She asked softly and gaged his reaction. When he didn't say anything she, nodded.

Reaching for her cellular, she sighed and dialed a number and waited for an answer.

"I need a car sent to my brother's immediately. Find the one named Peter Vincent, and bring him to the villa unharmed and alive. No exceptions. He is to be treated with the most respect. Should he not be there, it won't be hard to find him. He is the one who lives at a hotel where his show is held. I want him there by tomorrow evening at the latest." She said and hung up.

Jerry stared at her quietly and silently questioned her. She smiled slowly and tilted her head.

"What.. I can't have you or your beloved moping around my home wishing for your Hunter. You'd drive me crazy." She said with a shrug and looked towards the front of the car and tapped the glass lightly.

The vehicle started to accelerate and she looked back at Jerry.

"Sleep. I'll wake you when we arrive." She promised, turning her eyes towards the windows and fell silent.

It became completely silent and Regine quietly thought everything over. She had many questions, and she was going to talk with Charley as soon as he had the strength and confidence to leave Jerry's side. Until then, she would simply stay quiet and observe them both.

Though she had a feeling that Charley was the evolution of their race. Every Breed had evolved but theirs. Being trapped in sticking to the old ways that it prevented them from modernizing as the other races did. Though, if he was the evolution, then the other Breeds will definitely fear him.

After all, they were the oldest and most brutal of the Breeds. Charley could possibly be the future. And if he was, then there was a big storm coming. She silently made a pact that she would keep this silent and keep them all safe. They were the last, she and Jerry. And now, possibly had the key to the future.

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TBC!