Joham's Seed
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A/N: I just wanted to say thank you again to those that have read the chapters. Thank you to edwardluver23 for being my beta. This is new to me and reviews can only help.
Chapter 7– Lost but now found
7 years later—
Time..., something that means nothing to all immortals.
A passing of moments..., nothing more..., nothing less...
Joham had become occupied with his efforts to continue his pursuits of creating more hybrids. He tried to enlist aid from other 'trusted' vampires that he convinced so that all of the known hybrids were not related. He knew there needed to be a mix of the genes pool for a better breed. These endeavors became an additional pursuit that he had to follow. He knew he had to be careful not to alert the authorities to what he was doing. He wanted to avoid any repercussion for his activities with humans and becoming the "legend" that stories have been told about. He never forgot Emi and hope grew for the child he found out she carried.
Those eyes of hers; they were so piercing and intense. I must admit she was a beautiful.
The days swirled into each other. One week turned into a month and that turned into a year in the human world where as far as he was concerned, it all could have been only hours. The child's development was less important. He had charted it before, studied the mechanics thus did not need to do else on that front.
He needed to search for another human female who had smelled just as appealing as Emi to continue his creating his family. Emi's encounter, in the end, would just be the unfortunate meal that had intrigued him for a night. She was in the right place at the right time. He knew that she would dead so the only real concern now was for the creation itself.
My hybrid...my child
It was the plan to send Serena, send his first born, to collect the hybrid and find out what was being rumored about Emi's death. His obsessive nature would not allow for more from him. When he had thought to send Serena, he hoped that she would not have the same issue as she did with his one male heir. Finding out it was protected by a newborn was not ideal for what he needed. It was also something he did not want to really face again. For this retrieval mission, Joham wanted to be present. He had one curiosity; he never forgot Emi's eyes and was curious to find out if this gene transferred to the child.
"Father, I think we have found her. Listen to her heart beat," whispered Serena.
She came to a stop a few feet away from the very edge of the jungle by the placid river. They had not come to the stream of yet but there was definitely a different thumping out there than what was usual for the jungle animals. There was a unique smell in the air. It was not quite human but it was very pleasant to inhale.
Seven years he searched.
Seven long years following the different versions of the story as it came down the mountain.
The tale of warning to other young village girls that thought escaping their village home would keep the safe from the incubus. At first he was not sure that Emi would have gotten pregnant but when he went back to her apartment and found it empty, it spiked his curiosity.
He and Serena went to the cantina where he knew she worked to see if they knew find out her whereabouts. This is where he learned of the grandmother's existence. The rest of the search was just for them to follow his own legend. A legend, that Joham was becoming somewhat proud of.
"It sounds… sounds like a little hummingbird," he responded. "We have to go and see...I want to make sure. I need to make sure."
As they approached the edge of the jungle, the drumming got louder and much clearer. It was if, a cover was being removed from around. They both came to a halt and waited.
Unconsciously he was holding his breath as he scanned the surrounding banks for its origin to make itself known. Then there was a splash from the river, followed by another, then the figure appeared slowly breaking the surface. They did not press forward for he wanted to make sure.
He waited. They watched as she slowly started to look around. She was peering into the jungle for something. They were not immediately aware that the surrounding animals had disappeared, using self-preservation to get away from the new more dangerous predators in the jungle. Amidst the quiet, she suddenly spoke.
"I don't know what you are but I know you're there," she whispered slowly turning around in the water.
He instantly noticed her eyes. Just like her mother, they were definitely a contrast to her skin and facial features. Watching her scan for danger, he could not help but think how she was just as perceptive as her mother. He was so pleasantly surprised he squared his shoulders in approval. Just as he was about to come into view, there came another voice from the distance on her side of the river that made him freeze in spot.
"Tila...Where are you child? You have been gone for a while. Are you alright?"
That must be the grandmother.
Both Serena and Joham smelled the air suspiciously. The old woman brought a different odor with her. To say the least, it was not pleasant.
"Serena, we have found her but we must leave now. At least we know where she is;" he hissed at his daughter in disgust.
A/N: Please review. What do you think is wrong with the grandmother?
