Title: To Be Without Regret
Rating: R
Pairing(s)/Characters: Lita/?, Christy/?, Victoria/Edge, Trish/Jericho; Christian, Randy, Tyson, Batista. Many others appearing..
Disclaimer: I disclaim
Spoilers: None, it's purely A/U
Summary: She believed everything she knew about them, she hated them just like she was supposed to.. And then, everything changed.
Warnings: Language for now, rating changed for future content and the inevitable character death.
Notes: All previous notes apply and to clarify.. Dave will refer to Dave Batista, David is David Heath aka Gangrel. New note- Lita's partially going to have two pairings in this, just not at the same time. One of them will be Cena.
Paris, France
From a safe distance Adam, Chris and Jason had watched as the Elite regrouped. Chris and Adam more than ready to go right back and finish them off, but.. Jason seemed ready to leave the area. And since the Elite were finally in the area, it wasn't like they couldn't go after them again... All three vampires well aware of how the agency operated. In particular, they were quite familiar with how the Elite conducted business... They just didn't know where the Elite had set up headquarters. At least not yet, anyway, Adam and Chris reasoning that it wouldn't take them too long so long as they tracked the Elite enough. Still, they'd accomplished something tonight.. Or at least, Chris and Adam had, the pair successfully able to ambush the one group. It gave them a sense of what would come...and who to single out over the next few months. But, while they'd been dealing the male members of the Elite, they had been unaware of Jason's actions. Adam and Chris questioning him as soon as they had returned to the headquarters just outside of Paris. One of the guards on duty had first given them a detailed report on how things had gone with Lisa and Trish... Adam frowning at the news, but refraining from making a comment on it. His curiosity regarding the recent run in with the Elite was just getting the better of him.
The tall vampire arched an eyebrow, "I'd say by the smug look on your face, you've finally managed to kill that pesky human?"
Jason shook his head, the blond vampire currently standing at one of the workstations in the lab. "I have not killed her yet."
Chris let out a huff, "And you had the perfect opportunity to do so tonight. Adam and I had the Elite fully distracted.. All you had to do was snap her neck, shoot her, stab her.."
"As I have told you two buffoons before, I will deal with her death on my own terms." Carefully, he wiped the remaining traces of dried blood from his nails. "Is there any particular reason you have followed me?"
"You mean to tell me, you had her... Had the opportunity to end this?" Adam crossed his arms, "What is so difficult that you can not manage to kill her, hmm? She's only a human."
Jason arched an eyebrow, "Just because I have not killed her, does not mean I have not made progress."
Chris' forehead etched lightly in confusion, "Then why were you―"
"I had the traces of that humans blood on my person," Jason clasped his hands behind his back, "I chose to not walk around with such filth."
Adam and Chris exchanged a look at that, the taller of the two speaking first: "Then why were you going through such careful measures to save it? The only time I've seen that particular process in use, was when David or Scott were testing the potency of the bloodline."
Jason smirked, gathering the small vial from the counter. "What I do with my time is my business. And if the two of you are quite finished? I've research to conduct."
Chris snorted as Jason left the laboratory, "He stalls and makes nonsensical excuses.. You know as well as I, Adam, were the target any different.."
Adam nodded shortly, "I am well aware Chris. For whatever reasons that he chooses, that human still lives. A human who nearly put an end to my immortality." He frowned, "Perhaps he admires that about her."
"The challenge that she presents?" Chris shook his head, "Unless he is just a glutton for punishment, I do not see the need to keep her alive."
"Well he can't very well kill her off completely, with the orders from the Council. David and Luna seem to think she would be a valuable asset to us." Adam smirked, "Jason is to eventually persuade her... Make her one of our own."
Chris laughed shortly, "More like make her his own? You've seen how he's acted just in our dealings with her.. Both recently and in the past."
Adam shrugged, "And perhaps that is why he has not killed her yet.. But, there was not nearly enough blood within that vial to execute a proper test."
"Then we observe him, track his movements... His actions within the estate." Chris grinned, "And in the meantime, perhaps we can make a small wager as to what his intentions are?"
"I would think his true intentions are obvious, Chris, but.." Adam removed a wallet from the back pocket of his pants. "What are we wagering on?"
"Nine weeks until he loses his sanity or until her conversion, whichever occurs first."
The taller vampire scoffed, "It will take less then that for him to lose his sanity.. Just think of it Chris, he has been tracking this particular human for over two years now. He has had countless opportunities to dispose of her and yet.. He has not. I would imagine just the first drop of blood would invoke a bloodlust--"
"Unless that is already the case?" Chris frowned in thought as they finally exited the laboratory, "Is there any way to retrieve records? Any way that we can put solid proof to this theory?"
"It would mean speaking with the Council, presenting a reasonable case with initial evidence.." Adam tapped his chin in thought, "However, I do not perceive that to be a problem." He removed a few bills from his wallet, "Back to our wager... Name the terms.. I'm already in."
While Adam and Chris continued to discuss Jason's actions, the vampire in question was in his own quarters. Once he had left their company, he had gone to the library to look for a few books, Jason currently reading one of the research papers that David had written regarding the properties of human blood and its uses.
Jason smiled, "There is just enough within this container to perform one experiment." And then he frowned, "But how do I manage to get this on her person. I dislike having to resort to such underhanded tactics so soon, but, I may not have any choice in the matter."
Adam stepped away from the closed door, "Underhanded tactics? That describes every one of his tactics."
"Perhaps, it is time for a change.. She is well aware of me, my appearance.."
Chris blinked, "He can't possibly be thinking of that... Could he?"
Adam shrugged, "In all the years I have known him, he has not once changed his appearance.. One of the few to do so and yet, he has managed to outlive so many others."
"It would help matters, further the situation... Ease her mind, perhaps.." Jason leaned forwards, one arm propped on the desk, hand cupping his chin. "Things would run much more smoothly if she was not aware that it was me."
Adam grinned at those last words, tugging Chris' shirt to drag him away from the door. "I say that he'll fail in this.. He won't be able to last as a human."
"You have that little faith in him?" Chris stuck out his hand for Adam to shake, "I say he'll succeed."
At that, the two left the hallway.. Jason continuing on in his research unware to the fact. He would need a new identity to go along with his new look; the blond vampire choosing to contact Scott for that purpose.
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Dijon, France
Despite her wishes, Amy had gone along with Eric and Shane's suggestion to see the nurse stationed at the headquarters. Of course, the redhead was convinced that she was perfectly fine.. That it was only a scratch and really, that small scratch hadn't bled much. But, Eric and Shane had been as persistent as she was stubborn. Amy leaving the nurse's station once she'd had the small scratch looked at... Not really wanting to listen to any of the warnings from the well meaning woman. Instead, Amy wanted to get back to her quarters, wait for the right time to call her brother to see how everything was going back in Mexico.. And of course, she wanted to plot her next move. After the most recent encounter at the ruins, the redhead realised that well detailed planning, more scouts, everything would be crucial from this point on. They had all become too complacent and that had been their biggest mistake. Fortunately it had not been a critical mistake nor a deadly mistake, everyone... save for herself ... escaping without incident. But now, as she thought about it..
"That wasn't the first time that asshole has drawn blood.." Amy growled in frustration as she entered her room. "Not that anyone else would know about that time."
Flashback: Paris, France; Two Years Prior
Thanks to some stupid tradition, the six members of the Elite found themselves out and about in the week before what would become the greatest battle in their history. The only member not present, one Paul Levesque, was currently at the headquarters to oversee the night watch. That left everyone else free to indulge themselves in the nightlife... Everyone welcoming the temporary escape .. Or at least, mostly everyone was. Amy and Tyson had rather vocally protested the idea of heading out when they could have spent the time preparing. But, Lisa and Trish had bribed.. Shane McMahon had persuaded.. Amy eventually giving into the three well meaning friends. All the while, even as she sipped casually from her glass of wine, the redheaded woman couldn't help but think this was all a bad idea... That, for whatever reasons or another.. They just shouldn't be here.
"Hey Ty," Amy grasped her glass of wine, "I'm just going to head outside for a bit.. It's stuffy in here and I hate this music."
The bald man nodded abruptly, "I'll inform Shane and Dave... And I'll probably be joining you outside."
Amy nodded shortly to that, slipping from the bar stool to head to the terrace. The night air was crisp, cool and refreshing as she stepped out. The moon shining overhead, the stars seeming to become one with the glittering city lights below..
"I had only heard rumours... That you Elite would do something so foolish.. To let your guard down before approaching the very heart of battle." Moving faster than she could see, the vampire was in front of her. "It is almost too arrogant for those creatures who live on borrowed time."
"You," Amy narrowed her eyes, barely able to see the blond vampire's entire profile. "I don't have time for this."
Jason tilted his head, "And yet you have time to waste amongst the masses? Time to waste before you meet your death?" Ignoring the increasing look of hatred he was receiving, he took her free hand in one of his. "I do not believe we have been formally introduced... Despite your persistence these past few weeks.."
Amy rolled her eyes, "And just what makes you think I even want to know your name?"
"And what gives you the slightest idea that I would give you my name?" Brushing his cool lips over her warm knuckles, he smiled. "You will know me as Jason Reso... And you are Amy Dumas, are you not?"
"Like I'd tell you that," She yanked her hand away as quickly as possible. "What do you want, bloodsucker.. Come to kill me already?"
Jason chuckled, "Human.. You think too highly of yourself if you would truly believe that I would seek you out this night, just to kill you.. Especially with the battle that is looming. I am merely here as you are, to observe my surroundings... Or perhaps, to forget what may soon come."
Amy arched an eyebrow, "Don't presume to know everything about me, bloodsucker. You know nothing."
"On the contrary, pet, I know everything that I wish to know." When she took a breath, he made his next move; Amy soon finding herself pinned between the blond vampire and the railing... One of his arms wrapping tightly around her waist. "What I can not fathom to understand.. How a simple human, such as yourself, could intrigue someone such as myself."
"Well I'm no mind reader so I can't very well tell you that," Amy willed herself to remain calm, wishing that Tyson or Shane would appear.. "I can promise you this much.. You will die at my hands."
Jason smirked, "I have heard those very words many times over and yet... Here I am, standing before you.." Piercing blue eyes met cold hazel, "Fool yourself all you'd like, Amy, it will do you no good. The day we meet as true enemies, whence your mortal life is on the line? I will prevail. I always do."
Amy seethed, "We'll see about that won't we, bloodsucker. If you have no further business with me? Let me go. My friends will be out here any minute."
"I highly doubt that," His gaze traveled from her eyes, to her mouth, to her neck.. "They can not see you.. They can not see me. All they will see, whence they gaze upon this terrace? Is a simple terrace."
"I'll scream."
"Please, do."
Moving faster for her to react, his mouth had latched upon her neck... Fangs scoring the smooth surface before sinking in. And then it was over, Amy bringing a hand to the spot, only to feel nothing... Tyson and Shane appearing on the terrace moments later.
End Flashback
Since nothing had physically changed about her, Amy had felt it was best to not say anything about the incident. Especially considering how overprotective her brother could be.. And Tyson and Shane for that matter. As such, she'd kept the incident to herself, not even telling Lisa or Trish. And maybe she should have said something to someone that night, maybe she should have said something to someone the night after. But, it was all done and over now.. Nothing had happened to her as a result.. Amy reasoning that if something was going to happen to her, it would have happened by now. Or at least that's what all of the reasearch papers and books had said. Sighing heavily, Amy flopped back onto her bed; the redhead reaching shortly for the cordless phone to call her brother.
