Notes:
- English is my second language, please forgive me for any mistakes.
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- My apologies for the delay. My wrist is pretty bad again :(
- Smut Alert!
Kamilah
Driving alone on the rainy road, a lot of thoughts were running through Kamilah's mind. Trust. Betrayal. Hope.
She needed to trust her allies. The people she was working with to take Gaius down for good. She trusted Lysimachus with her eyes closed. Her brother used to be her advisor back in Egypt, so he knew very well the best strategies they could be using to strike. She also trust his knowledge about magic. Yet, she didn't trust Priya at all. During almost a century she hasn't given The Council a single proof she was trustworthy. Her brother assigned her for the most important part of the plan. One that she could not fail, or do anything wrong on purpose... the sacrifice.
And there was Amy. Although her fiancée wanted to assure her everything was going to be alright, she knew how badly that could possibly end. She knew that kiss back in Vega's mansion, before she entered Priya's car, could've been their last.
Being 2064 years old and stronger than all of them, she could simply find an alternative. Stopping them and going on a suicidal mission to kill Gaius on her own again. Betraying all of them sounded like a tempting idea, when she felt so betrayed herself. Not even for a second, any of them considered her feelings. How Amy's sacrifice would crush her heart and destroy the last bit of humanity she still had.
She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment to reflect.
Hope was her best and only choice. She looked for the last time at the picture on her cellphone screen, trying to be inspired by Amy's usual confidence and optimism to believe everything would go as planned.
She parked her car at the Midnight Lounge and announced through the ear plug.
"I'm ready."
Amy
On the passenger seat of Priya's car, Amy couldn't help feeling tense. After all, she would die and supposedly return to life, hours later. She looked down at her watch. Under it, there was a black thread tied around her wrist. She shouldn't let any of the parts involved in the plan to know about it, especially the Fashion Designer.
That black thread was part of a spell. A spell that tied her life to Lysimachus' witch friend, allowing her soul to later return to her healed body.
"We'll use dark forces," she advised, "someday we'll have to deal with consequences."
Kamilah quickly stated she didn't care about the consequences. And Amy agreed, what consequences could be worse than Gaius anyways? That was her only chance of remaining alive and see her biggest dream coming true, their wedding.
Before leaving, Amy wanted to make sure everything was ready, just in case she didn't return. She opened her laptop, watching the messages she recorded for her parents, Lily, Adrian and… Kamilah. There was something else she prepared for the female Vampire, in case she couldn't be around anymore. Adrian helped her to record an audio file with the sound of her heartbeats. Kamilah always said it was her favorite sound in the world, the only thing capable of calming her when she was too stressed or anxious.
"I hope she'll never have to listen to it..." she watched the rain falling outside, through the window. That'd be a hard blow on Kamilah. She couldn't even imagine how she'd be able to cope if she really died.
"Girl," Priya broke the silence, "you're acting like you were going to attend your own funeral. Let's cheer up the mood," she turned on the radio and smiled.
"Do you believe we will all survive this?" Amy asked.
"I hope so, I'm too gorgeous to die. Besides, I'm also looking forward to this wedding of yours. Imagine the pictures in the magazines, the comments about the dresses I designed. I can even see what's comes next, a brand-new line: Lacroix's Weddings."
"You're gonna rock!" Amy let out a small laugh. "And who will you be attending the wedding with? A celebrity or... someone I know?"
"By myself. I don't wanna the photographers to focus on some random date instead of my precious dresses."
"Okay. Fair enough."
"It doesn't mean there won't be a wedding hook-up, of course. Any hot guests on your list?"
"A few, but there's one in particular that I think you may be interested."
"There's nothing between me and Hunter."
"Who said I was talking about him?"
Amy giggled as Priya blushed a little, then frowned. Then she decided to follow what the witch suggested, earning her trust. Making sure that she'd remain loyal to their plan.
"He's counting on you, you know?" She said. "He has trusted you the most important part, I mean, the one to make sure I die..."
"Hmmm only a small cut in your throat right? If I accidentally rip off your head..."
"You wouldn't do it."
"How can you be so sure? I mean, if I see Gaius ain't dying with your half-death, I won't think twice before preserving my own life."
"First, Kamilah would kill you. Second, you don't wanna let him down. I know it. You won't throw it away, the weeks living under his roof, the intense training, how he worked hard to save your life..."
"Girl, one thing you should know. My life will always come before pleasure."
"It's not only pleasure anymore."
"And why do you think that?"
"You could've saved yourself last night. Instead, you saved me."
Priya was silent for a moment before grinning.
"Well, someday Kamilah will eventually bore you, then... my door will be open for you."
Amy laughed, knowing deep down she was right about Lysimachus, but Priya would never admit it.
As the Fashion Designer stopped the car, she announced through the ear plug.
"We're in position."
Lysimachus
"Be honest with me, what are the chances?"
"I never performed such a risky ritual before, but… naturally? About fifty percent. My ancestors will grant the permission and determine if Amy should return to life or not."
His friend's words echoed inside his mind. That spell had to work, otherwise Kamilah would never forgive him.
"I promise you, sister," he assured her. "We'll bring her back home. Safe and sound."
Amy was the descendant of Keaseth after all. She was a powerful witch, before Turning herself into a Vampire. With her blood running inside Amy's veins, it made her a descendant of the witches too. The chances of them granting her permission to live were high.
As for himself... he was still unsure about his future. He held the most risky part of the plan, going on a physical battle with Gaius to trap him inside a magical seal. Seeking advice from an old friend, another supernatural Hunter, he learned it could go wrong. He could get himself trapped with Gaius inside the seal, that would eventually consume them both.
But he always accepted this fate. He was willing to die to take Gaius down, for everything he had done to him, his sister and the rest of his victims. He hated that man for taking away his opportunity of living a normal life beside his sister. His opportunity to grow old and die. He Turned him into a beast, something Lysimachus didn't accept until a few months before.
He parked his motorcycle besides Priya's car.
"Where's Kamilah?" He asked.
"She has gone already."
Lysimachus ran a hand through his hair nervously, because he was willing to say goodbye to his sister. Wish her good luck.
Then he looked at Priya...
"Listen..." he sighed. "I'm not very good at this, but just in case I get killed in the process... you're an amazing woman, Priya. I hope you'll always remember that."
"I know that, Hunter," she scowled. "Enough with the sappy talk," she pulled him for a heated and passionate kiss, her tongue moving against his teasingly. "Do yourself a favor and don't get killed, okay? There's more when we get home."
"S-Sure."
He started walking inside the bar, fearing what was waiting for him...
Kamilah
"I can't do this, Amy. I can't accept losing you, not after everything we've been through. I care about you… I… I love you."
"I love you too," Amy planted a soft kiss on her neck, "and this is why I wanna do this. Gaius will never leave us alone and you know that. If this spell works… we still can keep our plans of spending the eternity together."
Kamilah focused on Amy's words as she headed the basement Gaius was hiding in. The Mortals vs. Vampires show was crowded, which was good because no one would hear, no one would interrupt what they were about to do.
Right after saying those words, her fiancée kissed her feverishly and lead her to the bed, where they made love for hours.
Kamilah wanted to register that moment as much as possible. She didn't want to forget how her lips tasted like, or the softness of her skin. Kneeling in front of her, she pulled her closer to her body as much as she could, leading to the most intimate moment they ever had, like if their souls were intertwined, as well as their bodies. Finding a rhythm together, she took Amy to ecstasy repeatedly, over and over again, and allowed the girl to do her the same, until they both reached exhaustion and slept in each other's embrace.
When they woke up it was almost time to go, so she prepared her fiancée a special meal. Pancakes, in which she did her best to draw her favorite emoji.
"This is the one you send me the most," she said. "I remember when we started dating, it annoyed me how much usage you made of these."
"Then you got used to them."
"I still don't know the real meaning behind some of them, but Lily said she's making me a dictionary."
Amy's phone buzzed and her smile grew even wider when she read the text:
(female vampire emoji) (heart emoji) (girl emoji)
"Like you always sent me every morning too, before I was comfortable saying 'the words'."
The girl sighed, placing her forehead against hers.
"Hey, stop, okay? When we get home, I'm going to send you so many of these that you'll want to smash my phone... and I may teach you what some of them mean like..." she typed a reply on her phone. "This one."
Kamilah furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Does it mean you want me to take you out to eat tacos?"
"Uhhh you'll see."
Before she opened the door, that would lead to the basement, she texted Amy one last time:
"It doesn't matter what happens, I'll always love you."
Everything was dark and silent. She didn't hear signals of Harvey or Jameson.
"I'm here, brother," she whispered. "There's no one. I think they moved to another location after the last confront."
"Keep searching."
Kamilah agreed, inspecting every corner of the basement, every door... Nothing. She returned to the main hall, ready to rejoin the group in the parking lot, when a voice spoke from the darkness.
"Searching for me, My Queen?"
"Gaius..."
Discreetly, she reached for her daggers inside her pockets.
"How dare you, Kamilah? I've given you everything! A new life, a chance of being a Goddess, a chance of being My Queen. What else could you have possibly wanted?"
"Freedom," she answered. "Respect. Love."
"My Queen..." his cold hands touched her face, "why would you think that what we had wasn't love? What is love for you? Falling for a mortal, that is only amused by your power, your wealth, and that will eventually wither? She's weak, fragile, temporary. Us... we're the same."
"I was never, and I will never, be like you!"
She spat on his face, what she had been wishing to do for centuries and then, she started to stab him. Multiple times. Thinking and re-thinking about every humiliation, every pain, every tear she made her cry... how he separated her from her brother for centuries, how he killed her Italian lover, the things he forced her to do, how he manipulated and controlled every inch of her... In seconds, she was covered with his blood. Though he winced in pain, he remained standing and still, unaffected. A smirk appeared on his mouth.
"Still my Kamilah... that very same Kamilah I found in Egypt. So passionate, so strong, so brave..."
In one last move, her hand sank directly into his chest, attempting to remove his heart.
"I'm sorry, My Queen. You will not have my heart this time."
As Gaius jerked his hand, Kamilah's body slammed against the wooden wall. Her wrists and ankles strapped by invisible locks. The Ancient Vampire walked in her direction again.
"Does it bring you any memories, My Queen?" She felt his breath on her neck. "Our happy times together. You used to like this, remember?"
His hands started caressing her body, making her feel deeply disgusted. Kamilah closed her eyes, wishing it'd end soon.
"Maybe if I help you to remember, you'll be the good woman you used to be."
When he was about to rip off her shirt, a dagger came flying through the air, slicing off his hand.
"Maybe I should refresh your memory, Gaius," Lysimachus said, clenching his jaw.
Lysimachus
He was contemplating the pouring rain outside through a window, carefully thinking about every step of his plan. There couldn't be any failure, any vulnerability. He needed to do whatever it took to preserve Amy, Kamilah and Priya's lives.
The coldness of a sharp metal blade against his throat pulled Lysimachus back to reality.
"Dead," Priya mocked. "Still getting distracted too easily, Hunter."
"Priya, I thought you were getting some rest before we..."
"I couldn't sleep. Thought maybe you wanted to train one last time before kicking that old ass, but there you are, looking broody, sitting on my dead ex's armchair... it doesn't suit you."
"Sorry, I'm not as confident and cocky as usual. I just have a bad feeling about tonight."
After serving herself a drink, she joined him near the window, telling about the last time they confronted Gaius' and how great she did, compared to the rest. Especially, Adrian, who was about to get killed when Kamilah gave him the final blow. His mind was far, far away, traveling through his witch friend's words about the entire ritual.
It was risky spell, to be performed only by an experient witch, but he had to try. It was the only alternative he could think of at the moment.
"You know it cannot be effective and Gaius live," she told, "while Amy really dies."
"He just couldn't believe such a young vampire like me..." Priya continued her story. "You're not paying attention."
"My apologies. I was recapping the ritual in my mind again, nothing can go wrong, you know? I'll never forgive myself if something happens to any of you, especially Amy."
"Were you always like this?" Priya asked. "This whole thing of wanting to save the entire world?"
"Most part of the time, yes. We could've escaped Egypt, instead I wanted to stay and fight for our people, for our country. Kamilah supported my decision and look where it lead us."
"It's stupid, in parts, but it's what makes you different from most of men I've ever met. You don't let go, you don't back down... even when everything is falling apart around you, you manage to find a way to overcome the obstacle."
"Is that a compliment coming from Priya Lacroix?" He teased.
"It's the closest you'll get from one."
Through the ear plug he heard his sister's conversation with Gaius, how she was attempting to keep him distracted while he sneaked into the basement to create the magical seal. He needed to act quick and silent, not letting him notice his presence.
Lysimachus' mouth turned into a grin as he watched his sister, stabbing the Ancient Vampire repeatedly, getting a revenge for all he had put her through.
"Still my Kamilah... that very same Kamilah I found in Egypt. So passionate, so strong, so brave..."
Just as he finished the seal, Gaius had trapped Kamilah on the wooden wall by invisible strings. He approached her, his dirty hands traveling through all her body...
"Maybe if I help you to remember, you'll be the good woman you used to be."
"Show time," Lysimachus thought.
His dagger flew through the air, slicing off Gaius' hand. The restraints that were keeping Kamilah attached to the wall disappeared instantly.
"Maybe I should refresh your memory, Gaius," Lysimachus said, clenching his jaw.
"You," Gaius turned around to face him. "You cannot imagine how many centuries I've waited for this moment, boy. You... always ruining all my plans, refusing to accept my bloodline... you're a shame to our kind! I should've exterminated you shortly after your rebirth."
With his remaining hand, he created an invisible string that began to strangle Lysimachus.
"You're not..." he struggled to say, "man enough... for a combat, are you?"
"And you," Gaius finally made physical contact, by grabbing him by the throat, "are powerless compared to me, aren't you?"
"What about two against one, huh?!" From behind, Kamilah jumped on his neck in an attempt to cut his head off. He let Lysimachus go, using his powers to throw her across the empty room again.
"I can see what've spoiled you, My Queen. His presence. He has made up your mind... I'm afraid now it's too late. You've been contaminated. I'll have to exterminate you too... but first..." with his recovered hand, he attacked Lysimachus again, making him lie on the floor, unable to move. Gaius' eyes were flashing in rage. "I'll make him watch, as I make you My Queen again and then... I'll kill you both."
"Not so fast," Kamilah threw a lighter in front of him. The fire activated the seal Lysimachus had previously created, without Gaius awareness. When he tried to lunge in her direction, he was unable to leave the small circle.
"I still can kill you both!" By the invisible strings, he threw Kamilah right next to Lysimachus.
His power began to create a pressure inside his head, as if his skull was about to explode at any minute. He was doing the same to his sister. They gave one last look at her and she nodded, giving him permission to follow with their plan.
"Priya..." Lysimachus spoke through the ear plug. "It's up to you now."
Amy
"I'll just put in inside my car and..."
In only a few minutes they'd be leaving. Amy took the moment to observe Kamilah. Though she was trying to show confidence, she was clearly nervous.
"You've already placed it inside your car," Amy told, referring to a refrigerated box that was carrying multiple blood bags. After the ritual, she'd need a transfusion to live again. Being such an old vampire, her fiancée had contacts in the hospital, who provided all the material she requested.
"I guess I did," Kamilah forced a smile.
Amy looked down to her left hand, her engagement ring. In the weekend, they were supposed to be getting married. Now, the chances her family would be attending her funeral were higher, and the happiest day in Kamilah's life would become another disgraceful memory for her collection.
"So, uhh tomorrow I'll need to check some details of the flower arrangements... for our wedding, I mean. And there's the SPA day I'm scheduling for us, because after this..."
Amy sighed heavily and involved her in the tightest of the hugs.
"Kamilah, you're not good at being optimistic."
"I know, but... I have to be. I preserved myself for any attachments for over a century and then you came, changing everything. I'm not losing you, am I?"
"I can't promise you that but... I'm not losing you too, right? After all, you'll be fighting Gaius."
"You won't. That bastard won't be the one to kill me, that I can promise you."
"Hey, lovebirds," Priya shouted. "We're getting late."
Before entering the Fashion Designer's car, Amy gazed into Kamilah's brown eyes one last time, deeply, as the first time they met. Then, she kissed her in the most desperate and intense manner she could find, wishing that moment would never end.
"I lov..." Kamilah's index finger silenced her.
"Save that for later and..." she rolled her eyes, "I'm being optimistic again. I'm learning from you, perhaps."
Waiting inside the Midnight Lounge, Amy heard Lysimachus muffled voice through the other side of the ear plug. She could tell he was suffering and struggling in pain. The thought Kamilah should be enduring the same made her stomach hurt.
"Priya, it's up to you now."
"Let's go, mortal," Priya grabbed her by the arm, then looked at her and smirked. "Don't worry, I'll make it quick."
Amy felt her heart rate accelerating each step they took downstairs. Priya's hand gripping tightly around her arm, making sure she wouldn't try to escape. She thought about Lysimachus' witch friend, who was probably so appreehensive as she was. Her words only a few nights before, telling her to leave the supernatural world behind and go away. Then she thought about her family, and how long she hadn't been speaking to them, after they refused to accept her engagement with Kamilah. Last, she thought about her fiancée.
"Amy, this is Kamilah Sayeed. CEO of Ahmanet Financial. Kamilah is a brilliant and fascinating woman, but warmth is not her forte."
Never in her life, she could've imagined someday that icy gazed woman could become her fiancée. How that threatening Vampire, that once told her she'd kill her if something happened to Adrian, would become the person she loved the most in the world. She always did everything to make her happy, she planned the most amazing proposal someone could ever receive and now...
"Stop, Amy," she told herself. "You'll be hearing your mother's homophobic complaints again sooner than you expect, before you say 'I do' to Kamilah in the altar."
And suddenly they were there. At that dark basement from where she had escaped only a day earlier. Kamilah and Lysimachus were lying on the floor, squirming in pain as Gaius slowly killed them from inside the magical seal. She looked at him again, how he was powerful, intimidating...
"That's it, kid," was the last thing she heard. "Hope I'll see ya soon, otherwise... bye."
Before she could even blink, Priya's sharp dagger sliced her throat. Surprisingly, she didn't feel any pain. She only started to feel weaker, and weaker, as her own blood soaked her clothes. Her vision went blurry and she could no longer breath... when her body hit the floor, she still had time to see one last thing before everything went dark... Kamilah's brown eyes.
Additional Notes:
- In case I wasn't clear about the position they were in the smut scene (I didn't want to make it too explicit), this is what I meant. *Don't click if you're under 18 or at a public place lol.
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