A/N: I HAVE A STORYLINE! woop after pondering over this for so long it simply sprung into my mind and along with it an idea for a sequel of sorts so i am very very happy with myself at the moment thank you to all those who take the time to review it means a lot.
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Claimer: I do own Izzy
Chapter 9 - A Drop of Blood Can Change A Lot
"We must get rid of them if we are to reach the princess. She must not be allowed to return with them." said Hunter
"Don't worry my lord, we have our spy in there" a female voice purred gleefully.
"We will start with the boy Thorn, I had such hopes for him. Offer membership to him and if he refuses then drain him to the point of death and leave him to suffer. He wont be able to hunt then so he will die slowly and painfully" a decidedly evil grin spread across Hunters face, the female threw back her head and laughed, raven black hair tumbled down her back and green eyes flashed with dangerous glee.
"Oh the pleasure shall be all mine I assure you master."
By the time he had calmed down enough to think rationally and go back to their room… she had gone.
The bedcovers were rumpled where four people had sat and if you looked closely you could see where tears had fallen and sucked some of the colour out of the purple duvet. Pain stabbed through him at the thought of her crying. Crying because of him. That pain was now renewed with an equally sharp stab of guilt.
Sighing he crashed down on to her bed, staring at the ceiling letting himself drown in her scent, she smelled of apples…freshly baked apple crumble. His mind flew back to the many memories he had that involved Izzy and Apple Crumble. Cook had always let them help her make it when they were young. He sighed breathing it in deeply when he noticed a figure standing in the doorway to their bathroom. A female figure…
His heart leapt. Was it her? Did she hate him to much to even speak to him, simply to tell him to get the hell off her bed? But as that figure walked into the light and her face was revealed. She looked like Izzy certainly in all but hair colour but she was the total opposite. Thorn growled.
"Is little Thorn in love?" she cooed
"Get out"
"Now, now that's no way to greet your cousin" Mary Redfern chided him gently as she flopped down onto his bed. She was one of Lily's descendants and just as cunning. "I thoroughly approve" she smiled "I have my reasons, but I think she may be a little bit out of your league little cousin and the fact that she hates your guts." she looked mockly upset and patted the bed beside her. "Come tell Mary all about it"
"What do you want"
She sighed and stood up "Always straight to the point and simply over the fact that you are two days younger tut, tut. I have an offer for you, you can either join us-"
"Never!"
"-or die a slow and painful death." Thorn was taken back for a moment before steeling his resolve.
"I will never join you" he spat
"Pity" she mocked "Now you will die…unfortunately the pleasure doesn't get to be mine but I'm sure you'll have just as much fun with my friend"
Izzy had cried. Her heart breaking all over again, just as it had done on that fateful day so many years go.
But the girls being the girls had downright refused to let her wallow in self pity. So they went out shopping and to lunch but Izzy had wanted to come him and so she had left leaving the girls to find their respective boys and continue with their fun. She had taken the stairs two at a time. Hiding, she decided, was the best way to avoid that insufferable leech. She opened the door, kicked it closed through her coat on a hook turned and gasped.
"Oh my goddess!" she rushed forward collapsing beside him, not caring that her best jeans were ruined as she knelt in his blood. "Thorn! Can you hear me?" she waited bated breath. He mumbled something that Izzy only caught bits of as she let go of the breath she had been holding.
"Iz……too much blood……can't breathe……dying"
"You need to hunt" she murmured absent-mindedly wiping the blood gently off his face. "But you can't in this state and no one is in the house and…" it dawned on her what she had to do. "Oh goddess I am really going to regret this" she propped him up easily and made a small cut at the base of her throat.
He protested when ever she tried to guide his mouth to it so eventually she forced his mouth on it so the blood could go nowhere but on his lips. Soon he was licking at the blood that trickled from the cut and when she felt the tips of his canines brush her skin she shuddered but surprisingly not in fear or disgust.
"No, I might not be able to stop" he weakly protested, trying to pull away but she just held him there.
"Just drink you foolish boy, you cant tell me who did this and I cant kill them if you're dead and don't make me go all the way to the other side simply to drag your sorry ass back" he chuckled against her throat and as she felt those fangs sink into her neck she realised that it was too late anyway. The world fell away…
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