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Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).
Chapter Nine
Mike lay in bed as his mind took in what was said at the meeting. Falend was a psychic powerful enough to kill the two men that he considered his close family. She was the one that helped them out when the group needed assistance. She was the one that came to their rescue time and time again. So, why was it that she did not want to join in their fight? The black woman proved herself capable of dealing with anything, but she would rather not get involved. Why was that? What was she hiding?
Then, there was the matter of Punk. What did Falend mean that there were some people taking interests in the Dampyr? Was he being watched? Was he being followed and they, the Hunters, did not notice it? Did they know where he lived? What if he was the chosen one?
Mike shot straight up. He threw off the covers and ran to Randy's bedroom. He could hear voices coming from his lover's room.
"So, what do you know of Zaebos?" Randy asked.
"Not fuckin' much," Sheamus replied. "It's not like anyone has called him up before to get an interview."
Randy nodded. "What if there are two groups trying to open up hell?"
"Then, we are in for one hell of a shit storm. We have the Followers. They can weaken the veils enough to call upon the demon. Then, there is this other group that is messing with the Leylines. All they have to do is get them in a precise order and the gate will appear."
"Here's a thought: what if both groups are working together?
Sheamus sat back in his chair. "That is a possibility."
"Think about it, if the Storm Wardens were around they can stop the gate from opening if the Leylines are being messed with. With them out of the way, the veils are weakened allowing the chosen one's body to be easily inhabited and the gate will be stronger and harder to close because of the Leylines."
"A Storm Warden can sense when the Leylines are being tampered with," Sheamus said. The Irishman thought about what Randy just said. "If that is the case, killing the Storm Wardens have to have more meaning than weakening the veils."
"Didn't you say that a Storm Warden's soul can lengthen life?"
Sheamus nodded. "That is not the only reason as well."
"Enlighten me."
"A Warden's soul can also give special powers to different individuals if not used to prolong life."
"Okay, what if Mahala Bellefleur is not only looking to prolong her life, but give her followers an upper hand if anyone were to oppose them?"
"Then, we need a fuckin' army of psychics and magic users to take them down."
Randy sighed. "We don't have an army."
"I'm well aware of that. The Society won't be able to cope as well against them."
"What about the GRH?"
"That is a possibility, but no one knows how to get into contact with them."
"Fuck!" Randy ran his hand over his close shaven head. "What do you know about them?"
"Nothing. No one knows a fuckin' thing about them. There are references about them in Occult books, but that is about it."
The young man nodded. "How do you know about Zaebos?"
"I'm a Demon hunter when I'm not escorting the Guaritori. When I'm not hunting demons, I do what the Society needs me to do like investigating into the murders of the Wardens."
"I've never met another Demon expert," Randy said.
Sheamus nodded. "I've met a few. I can safely say that I like you the best."
"Thanks...I'm not really social."
"I can tell. Neither am I, but when to talking about demons...you get the picture."
Randy nodded. "What do you think about this Falend MacKane person?"
Mike straightened up to listen better.
"She's just a woman who is also a psychic trying to live her life with her cat," Sheamus answered. "I also feel like I know her from some where, but I don't recall where."
"I don't trust her."
"She doesn't give off that trust vibe."
"Hell no."
"Well, you could always send in that Evan or Jeff fellow to find out more about her. Fuck, send in that Mike guy as well."
"I don't want him anywhere near her," Randy growled.
The Irishman stared at him. "She did save his life."
"I don't care...I don't trust her."
Sheamus nodded. "Well, I need to be goin'. Must get up and see about flight arrangements."
"Damn."
"What?"
"Nothing." Randy stood and shook Sheamus's hand. "It was nice talking to you."
"You as well."
Mike knocked on the door and Randy opened it.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" Randy asked.
Mike stared at his lover, "I think Punk might be the chosen one."
…
A new work week began and there was slight awkwardness in the air. Falend kept mostly to herself, Evan did shipment, and Cody managed the store. Every so often, Cody and Evan would stare at the black woman and try to say something to her, but end up shaking their heads and going about their business.
Falend looked up from her work as she rolled out the dough for sugar cookies. "You know staring is rude."
Evan jumped at the sound of her gruff voice. "S-sorry."
She grunted and began to cut out the cookies. She placed them on the baking sheet and sprinkled sugar on top before placing them into the oven. "What is on your mind?"
"Um...how does it feel to be a psychic?"
She turned to look at him. "Just like it feels to be a human when I'm not using my powers."
The young man nodded. "Sorry, silly question."
"It's alright."
"Do...do you want to go to lunch with me?"
"Are you asking me out on a date?"
"Not really but okay."
Falend smiled and said, "It was a joke."
"I know."
She folded her arms over her chest. "Bi, huh?"
He nodded.
"Nothing wrong with being greedy." She stared at him. "You think you can man the ovens while I work on the system."
"Sure."
Falend smiled again and went to work on the computers. She unloaded two boxes and started to assembly both new computers. She wanted to get them ready for her work later on that evening.
Ted came in followed by John. Both men were in deep conversation. John smiled and went to clock in.
"What were you two talking about?" Cody asked with a smile.
"I'm thinking about making John full-time," Ted answered without looking his boyfriend in the eye.
"But I thought we were going to make Falend full-time."
"Things change."
Cody stared at his boyfriend.
"What?"
"You ass!" With that Cody stormed out of the shop.
Ted sighed and shook his head.
"Hey," John greeted.
"What's up?" Falend greeted back.
"Nothing much. Ted's thinking about making me full-time."
"That's good."
John watched her assembly the computers. "What are you doing?"
"When the store closes tonight, I'm upgrading the computers. If I have time, I'm thinking about setting up security cameras and such."
John nodded. "Impressive."
"Yup, yup."
Evan got out all the cookies and clocked out. He waited for Falend in the cafe area. "Where's Cody?"
Ted shook his head.
John came out and looked at Ted. "Did Cody leave?"
"He went for a walk or something."
Falend came back out and went over to Evan. "Ready?"
The young man nodded. "Bye, guys."
"Later," said John.
"Bye," said Ted.
The two walked out.
"Man, she's something else," John replied.
Ted looked at him.
"She's upgrading your computers."
Ted slowly nodded and sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
…
Cody walked the city like he did time and time again. He wanted to clear his head and calm down. The young raven-haired man could not believe his boyfriend. They had discussed making Falend full-time and Ted went behind his back to talk to John about the position. She was like them after all and she had a lot of information about the supernatural world. Also, Cody liked the young woman and came to understand why she hid herself from everyone. Most of the time, Cody wanted to hide too, but to hide, he would have to give up on his true self, he would have to deny the magic that flowed within him. That was something he could not do.
As he walked, three individuals followed far behind keeping an eye on him.
Cody came to a restaurant and decided that a bite to eat would help. He walked in and spotted Falend and Evan. He smiled and walked over to them.
"May I join you?" he asked.
They nodded.
Evan stared at his menu trying to decide while Falend studied the man.
"What did Ted do this time?" she asked.
"That obvious?" Cody grinned.
She nodded.
"It's nothing."
"It has to be something if you're not at the store."
"I don't want to talk about it."
"May I take your drink order, sir?" the waiter asked.
"Um...strawberry lemonade," Cody ordered.
The man nodded and left.
Falend handed Cody her menu and she leaned her head back. She caught sight of the three individuals.
"So..." Evan began.
"So," she said.
"What does your parents do?"
"My mother was a Voodoo priestesses and my father is an Irish missionary priest for the Catholic church."
Cody looked up from the menu as Evan stared at her.
"What?" they both said.
She nodded. "Strange, huh?"
They nodded.
"Love can be a strange thing, but they couldn't be together. Dad doing his thing and mom not wanting to leave her home. He came back and visited when he could."
"Why did your mother send you away?" Evan asked.
"Because of her father. He didn't like my dad much," Falend replied.
The waiter walked over with Cody's drink and refilled the others. "Are you ready to order?"
They placed their order and went back to talking. Falend was mindful of what she told them and kept an eye out for the three individuals.
…
Christian sat in a meditative state. Even though he was in a trance, he could feel eyes on him which caused him to smile.
"I found him," Christian said as he slowly opened his eyes. "I've found our brother."
"You found our brother?" Gangrel asked.
Christian nodded as he turned to the vampire. "And he is as beautiful as ever."
Gangrel sat down in a chair. "Really?"
"Yes."
The vampire smiled. "I wish to see him."
"You will soon...I promise. I will bring him to you."
"I know you will." Gangrel leaned forward. "Come to me. I want to see him now."
Christian crawled over to him and laid his head on the vampire's lap. Gangrel ran his fingers through the man's blond hair.
"Show me," Gangrel cooed. "Open your mind to me."
The pupils in Christian's eyes dilated as he stared into nothing. Gangrel gazed down at the man and his own mind was filled with the image of Edge. The vampire smiled.
"He is as beautiful as ever," Gangrel breathed.
Christian nodded as he blinked, his eyes going back to normal. He looked up at Gangrel, who smiled and gazed at him lovingly. The vampire bit into his wrist and brought the slowly dripping blood to the man. Christian stared at the crimson liquid as he licked his lips. He brought his mouth the the wrist and lapped up the blood until he began to suck.
Gangrel closed his eyes and tilted his head back, enjoying the feel of Christian's mouth sucking the blood from him.
"Enough, my child," Gangrel said as he pulled his wrist away. He licked his wound close. He looked at Christian and saw a bit of blood still on his lips.
Gangrel leaned forward and licked Christian's lips clean. Christian parted his lips and the vampire's tongue whipped inside of the warm crevice. Their tongues danced and stroked each other. Gangrel pulled away as he caressed the man's cheek.
"Where are the others?" Gangrel asked.
"I dismissed them for the night," Christian replied as he nuzzled into the touch. "I wanted to be alone for awhile."
The vampire nodded.
"Lay with me," Christian begged. "I haven't felt you for awhile."
"I have business to deal with first," the vampire said.
Christian gazed up at him, eyes filled with disappointment. "Okay."
"I'll be back around midnight and I will stay with you."
The man nodded.
"Until I leave, just lay your head on my lap."
The man smiled and did so, enjoying the feel of Gangrel's touches.
…
Cody slowly walked back to the shop. He enjoyed his afternoon with Falend and Evan, talking, getting to know each other, and joking. Now, it was night time and he needed to get back to the shop and talk to Ted. He felt bad for leaving his boyfriend like he did, but he was upset and needed to clear his head.
A hand covered his mouth and he was dragged into an alleyway.
Serena came into view and stared at the young man as he struggled in Luke's grasp. Joey stood beside Serena as he looked the over Cody.
Joey brought out a knife and went to stay near Cody. He brought the blade to the man's throat. "Scream and you die."
Luke took his hand away.
Cody whimpered as he stared at the two in front of them. "What do you want?"
"You know a friend of ours," Serena began. "Punk."
Cody stared at her, eyes becoming wide.
"Where is he?" she questioned. "Where does he live?"
"Wh-why?" Cody asked. "Why do you want to know that?"
"That's our business to know," she growled.
Luke tightened his grip making Cody yelp. The noise cause Joey to press the blade against his throat. Cody closed his eyes as tears rolled down.
"Hey!" a voice called. The sounds of footsteps came toward them.
Flashes of metal could be seen. A dagger hit Serena in the shoulder. She gripped it and looked at the person who threw it. Evan came into view and he threw another dagger. This time, Serena ducked.
Evan pulled out more and took aim.
"Scatter!" Serena exclaimed.
Luke pushed Cody toward Evan and the three fled. Evan caught his friend and pushed him aside to take chase. Cody rubbed his throat and stared down the alleyway. He decided to follow and ran after the man. He came to the end and saw nothing. He turned back and saw Evan sitting on the ground, back against the wall breathing hard.
"Evan!" Cody called. The young man went to his employee. "Evan." Cody slapped the older man's face.
Evan opened his eyes and Cody was taken back. Violet eyes stared back at him. Soon, the image of Evan melted away to reveal Falend.
"Falend?" Cody breathed.
"Hey," she replied.
"Wh-how?"
She shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I knew they were up to no good." She tried to get up but fell back down.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just tired."
Cody looked her over before he helped her up. "We need to get you some help."
"Don't worry about me."
"I can't help it. You're my friend."
Falend smirked as she shook her head.
"Come on. I got ya."
He led Falend out of the alley and toward her car.
"Don't worry. I know who can help ya," Cody stated as he drove.
