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"Nest?" Eric asked inquisitively, glancing around at the vampires, there must have been at least fifty, some even had the obvious signs of Hep V, blackened veins around the chest and neck, their faces being unusually red, as if they were hot.
"Yes, seems like it's the only way us vampires can hunt these days" Drew replied, a pleasant smile plastered on his face, that looked suspiciously fake, Tyer edged behind Eric a little more, feeling the eyes of the vampires on her, pressing her hand over the wound on her arm, fixing her own eyes on Drew's face, pretending to be interested.
Drew wore a blue jean material body warmer, with nothing underneath, a pair of tight black jeans covered his lower half, leaving nothing to the imagination, the sides of his head were shaved, with a long patch of hair on the top of his head, messy stubble covered part of his chin and his top lip, and blood dripped down his chin, over some that was already dried there, progressing on to his neck, his teeth were slightly yellowed.
"Is this all of you?" Eric asked, glancing again at the vampire pack, noticing how their eyes slowly moved to lock on Tyer, who gripped the back of his shirt with the hand she wasn't using to cover her arm.
"Just about, if you like, we can return to our temporary nest for now, there we can talk, and we can get you two something to eat, as well, these behind me are feeling a little restless, these were our first kills tonight, they need more before sun up" Drew explained, and Eric nodded, flashing a small fake smile at his accommodating offer.
"Very well, please come with me"
Drew led them to an underground bunker on the east side of Monroe, in the middle of a ring of wooden huts, that looked long uninhabited. They descended in silence, much like they had been their whole journey, Eric occasionally glancing back over his shoulder protectively, knowing that she was injured, Tyer simply flashed a pained and slightly awkward looking smile up at him, trying to avoid eye contact.
When they reached the end of the metal stair case, Drew led them along a corridor with many doors, bodies, some vampires, some dead humans, leaned or laid against the walls either side of them, their legs splayed out weakly and uncomfortably, most looked like they were in the later stages of Hep V, and the humans, just appeared to be utterly drained.
Drew turned the handle on a heavy metal door at the end of the corridor, leaning his body against it to force it open, he stepped inside, motioning that they should follow, which they did, before Drew closed the door behind them, giving them some privacy.
Eric and Tyer stood uncomfortably in the corner, while the other vampire sat down, opening a flask and pouring it into a cup, which captured the thick red liquid easily, he poured three glasses, picking up his own and leaning back in the chair, and pushing the other two to the other side of the table.
"Please, sit" Drew said, motioning as he did, the same fake looking smile on his face.
"Thank you" they both said at the same time, sitting down on the chairs on their side of the desk, Eric on the left, Tyer on the right, Drew brought the glass to his lips, inspecting the two in silence for a moment.
Eric took his glass and drained it, while Tyer only took one sip, and then placed hers back down on the table, not feeling so hungry, her hand still pressed over the wound, which wasn't bleeding so badly now, but was still throbbing annoyingly. Drew fixed his eyes on Tyer with an intense gaze, boring into her.
"You're a long way from home then?" Eric asked, almost making Tyer jump, but thankfully making Drew break off his gaze, and look at Eric instead.
"Yes, Jackson has become a burnt out shit hole of late, so we had to spread further out to find food" Drew replied, sipping his own glass of blood again, "have you just arrived here?" he enquired, fixing his gaze again on Tyer, as if she was some big give away to everything that had happened in the last six months.
"We've been here almost two years now" Eric lied, his voice steady, and his face filled with seriousness. "I used to own a bar, before vampire human relations broke down" a tinge of emotion in his eye, Tyer knew that part was true.
"Shame, it was much more fun back then" Drew's gaze didn't shift from Tyer.
"I noticed you were having trouble getting food tonight, I could take away that annoyance for you, if you'd like" Drew offered, glancing back at Eric briefly.
"How would that be?" Eric leaned back in his own chair, crossing his arms across his chest, looking like a professional negotiator.
"I can offer you a place in this nest, we are always willing and happy to take more on" Tyer didn't have to wonder why, it was obvious from the amount of vampires dying in the corridor.
"Are we aloud to discuss that?" Eric enquired, glancing at Tyer himself, acknowledging her, who was still meeting Drew's stare, looking uncomfortable.
"Of course, I'll give you some privacy" Drew pushed his chair away from the desk, pulling himself swiftly to his feet, and striding out of the door, closing it behind him.
Tyer pulled herself up off the chair, as did Eric, she pulled the shoulder of her shirt down, ignoring the pain. Eric extended his fangs, biting into his wrist, knowing that just a swipe of his blood wouldn't heal this wound, he stepped closer to her, offering her the bite. She looked nervous, and didn't say anything, taking a short, sharp suck of his wrist, and no more. Eric knew there was something wrong, but didn't quite know what.
"What do you think then?" Tyer asked instead, looking down at her shoulder, watching the wound heal up slowly.
"They could protect you?"Eric asked, as if he was slightly unsure if they could. Tyer glanced up at him, a look of irritation on her face, she let out a down hearted chuckle.
"No-one, can protect me" She muttered, accompanied by the clatter of the silver bullet being pushed out of her skin, and falling to the floor. Eric looked hurt for a moment, but hid it quickly, reaching down and drinking the rest of her glass of blood, ensuring he wouldn't have to feed for a while.
"Okay, then we better leave"
Eric poked his head around the door, meeting Drew's piercing gaze, he was right at the door.
"Have you made a decision?" He asked, reinstating his annoying smile.
"Yes" Eric answered, pushing his way beside Drew, out of the room, and Tyer followed, "We've decided that it's a no, for the moment, we're not really nest vampires" Drew raised an eyebrow, maybe at their refusal, but Tyer though it was more at his use of plural, as he instantly fixed his gaze on her again.
"Well then, that is a shame" Drew sounded slightly bitter, for some reason.
"Yes, sorry, but if we are ever in need of your help, we'll know where to look first" Eric said, flashing him an equally false looking smile.
"As I am sure you will need us, tomorrow night we will be moving on to a small town near Shreveport, Bon Temps I believe it is called, we'll be settling the nest there for a while, and feeding off the inhabitants" Drew said, looking sincere. Eric's jaw had tightened, and his fists balled and relaxed continuously, he was trying to hide his anger and what the man had said, he didn't reply.
"Thank you very much, I'm sure we'll be meeting soon" Tyer said politely, with a small smile, pulling on Eric's arm, making him walk away from Drew, fearing he may lash out.
"I'm sure we will, sweetie" Drew remarked behind her, probably hoping she didn't hear, even though she did.
They walked home in silence, as if they felt they were going to be over heard, until they got into the front door of their trashy cabin. Tyer pulled the door closed behind her, swiftly turning the key in the lock, and turning back to notice Eric was gone. He had wandering into the lounge room, sitting down on the shredded coach, his head was in his hands, and his back rigid. Tyer stood in the door, her hands placed on the door frame, she looked down at him in silence, her jaw felt locked, what she had heard in his head earlier made her feel awkward and confused around him, she wasn't sure what to say any more, without being prompted.
Eric let out a long shaky sigh, not moving.
"What are you planning to do?" She asked at last, plucking up the courage after a long silence to say something, worried at the results though.
"Nothing" He snapped, not moving.
"Nothing?" She echoed, crossing her arms in front of her chest crossly, "Honestly?"
"Yes"
"Why?"
"Why?!" He repeated, standing up bolt up right, "That's not my life any more, those people, are no longer my responsibility, as far as I'm concerned, let nature take it's course, it had to happen sometime" Eric spat, cracking his head to either side and stretching his arms up to loosen them.
"They'll kill them all" Tyer informed him.
"So?"
"Even the vampires, if they try to protect the humans" Tyer saw Eric's jaw stiffen again, even though he was side on to her, she still remained, blocking his exit.
"Again, nothing to do with me" He refused to help, even though his progenys would die, his own children, and his grandchild, all because he was a coward, Tyer thought.
"You're unbelievable, you're seriously going to stand by and let them do that?"
"Yes" Eric let out another sigh, his voice sounded heavy and unsure, heading for the door, and for his coffin, no doubt, apparently not wanting to talk any more, going to ground a few hours early. Tyer blocked his way, her eyes blazing.
"Excuse me?" Eric said sourly, Tyer didn't move. Eric tried to shove past her, turning his body to the side, and sliding between her and the door frame. Tyer saw what he was doing immediately, and pinned him up against the door frame with her body, their faces only inches apart. His eyes were wide, and his body stiff, an angry look hovering over his features.
"If you do nothing, I will be forced too do something" Tyer decided, boring into his eyes with hers. The angry look took over his face, and he pushed her back against the other door frame with his body, looking intimidating.
"Don't" He growled simply, baring his teeth, she fluttered her eyelids slowly.
"I will"
"I don't much like being defied, Tyer" His fangs snapped down, hate filled his beautiful blue eyes.
"You still seem to kid yourself into thinking that you can control me, when I am more than six times your age" Tyer pointed out, Eric didn't move he simply retracted his fangs.
"I'm sorry Eric, but if you won't, I will" Tyer coughed nervously before continuing. "I still remember how you were, the first time I saw you, full of doubt, full of sadness, maybe what you need is to see your family again, instead of trying to stand by my side, with your family is where you belong" Eric simply shook his head at that.
"It's not about where I belong, it's about where I want to be"
"Just because you help them, doesn't mean you have to return to them" Tyer added, desperately hoping he might change his mind. Eric shrugged, their faces still very close, it was strange, that Tyer didn't even feel uncomfortable.
"Don't make me stop you" He raised his hand, placing a finger under her chin, to make sure she didn't look away.
"How exactly would you possibly have any control over me?" Tyer snapped, avoiding all emotion but hate, numbing herself. A grin flowed across Eric's face, and he lowered his body down towards her, his lips edging ever closer, Tyer's eyes fluttered shut, no matter how much she told her body to run, it simply wouldn't respond.
Eric sucked in a breath, a breath of her, parting his lips slightly, only millimetres away from hers, he attacked them insatiably, biting down teasingly on her bottom lip.
She responded with a muffled whimper, moving her mouth in sync with his, her arms glued to her sides, his glided up to her shoulders, one resting there, the other holding her neck lovingly.
She pulled away breathlessly, sliding off of the door frame, and down the corridor, stepping backwards away from him, finally her body had responded to her mind.
Eric followed undaunted, the same knowing smile stuck to his face, unmoving.
"Stop it, Eric" Tyer managed, stepping back once for every one of his steps forward, their eyes fixed.
"Why?"
"Just stop"
"I know you want this" Eric looked sure, while Tyer wasn't.
"Just... stop" Tyer stuttered, still shuffling backwards.
Eric simply kept moving towards her, aware that she was getting closer and closer to his open coffin.
"Eric, just stop it, now" Tyer warned. Stepping back again, as he stepped forward, she caught her food on the side of the coffin, loosing her balance, and toppling backwards into the wide padded coffin.
Before she could move back out of it, he was on her, his hands against her arms, pinning her down gently, she didn't struggle, she simply laid there, underneath him, her soft eyes focusing on him, and only him.
He inched down towards her again, about to press himself into her, but then there was a knock at the door. A sigh escaped her lips, but it wasn't of relief.
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