Walk Like an Angel~ Chapter 10
A/N: Hello again dumplings :) I know its been forever and a day since I've updated. Unfortunately I've suffered a very horrible and traumatic family crisis. And its hit me hard. I lost any will to right or really do anything. I'm trying my very best to gain my own self back and I'm so sorry for my absence.
I own nothing but my own characters.
He leaned in yet again, "What are you?"
I wrote back that I didn't know what he meant. I jumped when he started laughing out of nowhere. "You're just full of surprises kid."
Neither of us we're prepared when a sultry languid voice replied out of the darkness.
"Indeed she is."
I jumped and my eyes quickly started scanning the park to locate whomever it was that intruded our conversation.
It was his eyes that I found first. They glowed like two glass marbles, thats how bright they were. An intricate mix of grey and blue they glared straight into my own.
They were a perfect match for this man. His hair was short yet shaggy and, had he not been glaring with such fiery anger at the two of us, I'd want to run my fingers through it. This man was beautiful.
He had beauty in a way that forced you to know he was perfectly unattainable. He held himself in pure authority. He stood ramrod straight, feet shoulders width apart, and arms clasped firmly behind this him.
Even then , with a presence of pure oppression, he was sin incarnate.
He was dangerous.
And with the way that Farrell dropped his devil may care attitude within a millisecond, I knew we were, quite frankly, fucked.
He snatched his hand off of mine and stood to complete attention. Not once did Farrell so much as glance back at me and not once did he take his eyes off the man.
"Your majesty," Farrell spoke with the utmost respect and just as he went to continue he was cut off.
"It seems you were able to escape the clutches of the those buffoons Farrell. And you did so with a snack, how lucky for you." His voice carried an accent I couldn't identify, I wondered at his age.
Farrell scrambled quickly for answer but was yet again cut off, " Just when were you planning on giving notification of your escape?"
This time, my vampire acquaintance was able to answer, "I was on my way to do so your majesty, just after I was finished with the human."
This king of some sort gave a small tilt of his head, it only made him look more sinister, "you say this as if I'm to believe you dear Farrell. Not only did you fail to follow simple proper protocol but you've also failed to realize that I am not an idiot as you seem to quite strongly believe." Farrell scrambled to dispute the insult his king had apparently gotten offended by. "Silence. Interesting how you want to give insult yet again by interruption, I'll let that one slide on pretense of delirium from such a long imprisonment."
Farrell hung his head in defeat and silence, "Now, where was I? Hm yes, now dear Sheriff of mine do you honestly expect me to believe that this girl is just a mere human to you that you were going to feed from ? Do you honestly believe that I was not standing outside of the fellowship when you escaped and saw you go in the opposite direction of your nest to report back to the loyal people that are rallying up as we speak to go save you? And seriously. . . you dimwit, do you honestly think that I am not aware of the other vampire that you so readily left in favor of a 'simple human' at the godforsaken fellowship?" Farrell gave a near silent hiss in retaliation and his king simply raised an elegant eye brow in response to it.
"Your majesty. . . my king. . .I . . ." Farrell sank to his knees and slowly shook his head as it finally dawned on him that he had lost whatever argument was going on between them. I could only sit there and stare in sadness at him as I watched the vampire that saved me, apparently in place of another of his kind, be chastised like a child by his superior.
As detached as I'd like to stay from people I couldn't stop my self from walking over and placing a hand on his shoulder.
Two sets of eyes immediately shot over to me and it took everything in me to stomp down on the rising level of my insecurity.
Taking in a deep breath and slowly releasing it I turned my head and made eye contact once more with the steely gaze of the vampire king. Lifting up my trembling hands I furiously scribbled on my note pad with as much speed as possible and finally finishing I looked back up and him.
The only difference on his features from before is the elegant eyebrow yet again raised on his sinful face.
As I took the first two steps towards him the hand on my elbow stopped me and looking up at Farrell I could see he was just as shocked as I. That look quickly disappeared from his face as he shook his head at me to stop me from approaching his King.
I gave him a small tentative smile telling him I'd be okay and looked back at the vampire king, who was currently glaring a hole at the hand resting on my elbow.
Those few steps it took to land me in front of this vampire felt like the longest walk of my life.
Being this close to this being you could practically feel the waves of power rolling off of his form. And it was in that moment that caused me to let out a silent gasp, bringing my hands up towards my mouth in shock as I realized I couldn't see his aura.
Blinking in denial I swiveled my head towards Farrell , who was staring at me in concern and confusion, and was minutely relaxed when I saw his black and slightly yellow tinged aura.
Looking back at the vampire before me I tumbled back in fright when his face was quite literally an inch away from mine. Strong hands deftly caught me, one wrapping around my waist as the other caught the wrist of my hand that was holding the notepad.
He brought his face even closer to mine , smirking when I couldn't hold back the blush that crawled onto my face.
He tilted his head yet again, that damn smirk still dancing across his lips, " You had something to give me , tiny human?"
I scrunched my brows together in irritation at his nickname for me and shook the notepad in my hand to get his attention. He finally let go of my wrist so I could shove the damn thing onto his chest and move away.
His steely hold on my waist didn't even let me move so much as a step. Holding the notepad in his hand and glancing up at me I gestured impatiently for him to just read it so I could leave.
"She's mute. . . your majesty", Farrell's explanation was apparently what this guy was searching for since he took that as his cue to finally read what I had written.
I jumped yet again when the vampires body started shaking. My jaw slightly dropped when I realized he was chuckling and shaking his head at my message to him.
He glanced over my shoulder at Farrell, who was silently trying to get discreetly closer to the two of us. "I'm starting to see what might have made you choose the girl over one of your own Sheriff."
Farrell's voice wafted over to my own ears laced with sadness, "But that does not excuse my actions."
The small smirk left the king's face just as quickly as it had appeared. "No , it does not."
An eerie pause washed over us as the King stared off into nothingness for a moment before he finally looked back down at me.
I could do nothing but stare back in confusion until a phone ringing cut through the silence.
With his eyes still locked on mine, he reached into his pocket and brought the shrill sounding device to his ear. "This is me."
He stayed silent for a moment as the voice on the end spoke, "That is fine my child but you may inform the rescue party that it seems there is only one vampire that is still in need of saving." His eyes formed into solid steel as they bore down into my own. "Farrell was fortunate enough to escape but was apparently unable to save the other. Move the rescue to tomorrow at dusk, Farrell might be able to give us more insight on the vampires location." His eyes slid closed for a moment in reaction to whatever it is this person was informing him on. "Very well, I shall see you soon." And with that the call ended.
"Farrell." The command seemed to lay in only his tone as my vampire aquatint tried to argue it.
The vampire had me standing behind him staring at his back quicker than I could blink. As I tried to let my brain catch up with the rest of my body I was slowly registering the deep menacing growl that was flowing out the king's mouth.
"Farrell," His voice was the entire opposite of the anger rolling off of him, it remained steady and calm as he held Farrell by his throat. "You continue to try my patience. Your own idiocy and selfish actions have not only brought on embarrassment to yourself but you've also managed to bring others down with you. Your existence has become trying at best on top of the fact that you feel as if you have some type of right to make whatever decisions you feel are necessary with out so much as thought towards the girl is clearly not yours, therefore, her wellbeing should mean little to nothing to you. And yet, you continue to argue with me at every turn. I'm hanging on by a thread to not tear you into two just to silence your rebellious mouth. You will go back to the nest and you will also give whatever information you can to the team to assist in cleaning up your own reckless mess. The girl is now in my hands and she is no longer of your concern. Now, remove yourself from presence." With a final and what looked like painful squeeze to his throat , Farrell was gone.
Leaving me on my own, with the vampire King.
Who was currently stalking towards me .