Yes, it's finally here and completely different from what I said it would be. LOL I can't help how it turns out. This is just what popped up. I'll be posting the start of yet another on-going story in the next few days. At least I hope I will. Again, sorry this was slow getting out, but...that's life. The song lyrics are from Depeche Mode's In Your Room
"This isn't good Tony."
Jack sat back and turned towards his daughter. She knew about Nina. He'd told her everything after she was turned. How could he not? Nina was the reason Kim was even here today.
Tony watched Jack. He knew what he was thinking. He was remembering. He was replaying the day they found out Nina's evil went deeper than they had ever thought.
Louisiana, 1908
The smell of the humid bayou irritated Tony's nose. It was thick and musky and the air seemed to cling to every part of him. He looked over at Jack. The heat didn't seem to bother the American; of course this was his home. Tony thought of the summers in Spain.
The air never had a life of it's own like this.
The plantation house slowly came into view and Tony saw Jack's eyes widen. They knew they had precious little time, but they couldn't help but hope for a miracle. Apparently miracles didn't come to their kind.
The house, or what was left of it, was blackened and charred. The fields around burnt down to the soil. She had tried to destroy it all. Destroy everything Jack had left. For the first time since being turned, Tony was glad he had nothing and no one attached to him. Nina was evil and she had infected not only their blood, but everything they had.
Tony saw a flash from the corner of his eye and made to follow, only to have jack stop him suddenly.
From around a still standing doorway came a young woman no more than her early twenties. She was blonde with blue eyes and wore a fairly pretty summer dress that would have been flattering if not for the fact it was filthy. The closer she came, the bluer her eyes seemed until Tony could feel it. She wasn't mortal. She was one of them.
Jack stepped towards the young woman and softly spoke; "Kimberly?"
Jack looked over at Michelle. "She'd been around 13 when I left for Cuba. When we found her she was just about 23. Nina had tracked down my estate and proceeded to erase everything she felt tied me to my mortal life. My…wife didn't make it. Nina didn't bother to turn her. She felt my punishment would be greater by seeing my child made into…this."
Jack hung his head and folded his hands. Kim came over to stand beside him, laying her hand on his back.
"It wasn't your fault dad. You went to help your country and she found you. There was nothing you or Tony could do. I don't blame you for what happened…not anymore." She rubbed up and down. "Not for a while now."
Jack looked back up at Tony.
"What does Mick think about all this? Nina is involved but it's his girlfriend she was after, not us."
"He's pissed. Whatya think he thinks about it? He and Beth headed for Josef's. Ya can bet Konstantin will pull out the big guns for this one. He doesn't take kindly to new vampires coming into the city and stirring up trouble."
"Call them and Logan too. I want to meet at the club. We need to get our shit together before we go rushing into this. She's not hiding. We know where she's staying. I don't like it. It's too simple. I'll call ahead and let Milo know we will be coming in tonight."
Jack got up and headed for the phone. Michelle watched him dial and walk around the corner to the hall to speak privately. She leaned over to Tony.
"What's going on?"
"We need ta have a meeting. A handful of us will get together and see what we can come up with info wise. Jack's right. This whole thing seems too easy. This isn't like Nina. She's a backstabber. She doesn't do anything in front of your face. Until we know who's she's working for we should gather as much info as possible."
"So a meeting. Where are we going?"
Tony leaned over to growl into her ear huskily. "A nightclub for vampires called Moonlight."
After having dinner at Jack's and watching Tony read a bedtime story to Angela (something he was highly embarrassed about) they all headed to Moonlight.
Walking up to the club Michelle could remember passing by the building before. It was a very active hot spot in L.A.'s east downtown. This part of the city was on the wealthy side and the building showed it belonged here. It was three stories high and composed of smoky glass and black steel. The music from the inside pumped and throbbed giving off a feeling that the building was alive. She supposed it was. The place was packed as far as she could see. A line a mile long stretched down the sidewalk filled with eager people dressed in their modern day best. A tall rather well built black man stepped from inside and spoke to one of the doormen. Looking up he noticed their approach and his face broke into a smirk. Reaching out his hand he addressed Tony and Jack.
"Almeida and Bauer. Haven't seen you two around in a few months. You don't enjoy our company anymore?" He shook Jack's hand first, then Tony's.
"How ya doing Curtis?"
"Not bad Tony. We still have about half an hour before we can meet. Logan is on a raid." Here Michelle saw Curtis roll his eyes. "I'll never understand his fascination with that game. What's it called? World of Warcraft?"
Jack snorted. "Chase plays that relentlessly. I think sometimes Kim will turn him just to get him off the computer."
Curtis led them inside the club. The inside was just as impressive as the outside. Glass created walls for each of the levels. It was dark and slightly smoky from a fog machine. Swirling colors of lights bounced off the walls as energetically as the people on the dance floor. There was a bar to the right of the dance floor. There were many dark corners and Michelle could swear many pairs of eyes on her.
Tony noticed her nervousness. He wrapped his arm around her waist protectively and leaned to whisper to her "Don't worry Michelle. The mark remember. No one will bother you. And if they do…" Michelle watched his eyes begin to glow blue. "they'll have to answer ta me."
Michelle blushed slightly and caressed his cheek.
How in the hell is all this happening to me?
Jack spoke to Tony about grabbing a drink and heading up to wait then turned and lead Kim up the stairs.
"Would ya like to dance?" Tony tugged gently on her hand.
"I didn't know you could dance Almeida."
Tony pulled her closer to him, pressed her suggestively against him.
"Il y a quelques choses vous don' ; t connaissent moi mon amour." (There are a few things you don't know about me my love.)
Michelle swooned every time he spoke Spanish, but to hear him speak French. She was pretty sure she'd have trouble walking.
Tony took them closer to a dark corner of the dance floor near one of the far walls. A slower song with a seductive beat started playing and he pulled her to him again. They began to sway to the music, the words of the song causing goose bumps on her skin.
In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here
In your favorite darkness
Your favorite half-light
Your favorite consciousness
Your favorite slave
Tony had one arm wrapped firmly around her waist. The other hand slid slowly up her neck to her face; his fingertips softly caressing the hair at her ear. He leaned his head down to her neck, slid his lips along her skin.
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here
Michelle closed her eyes and leaned into him.
"When was the last time you fed?" Tony opened his eyes and looked up at her.
"This morning, when we made love." Michelle shivered.
"I want you to bite me Tony. I want to watch you."
Tony's grip tightened slightly. She had no idea what she was doing to him. Just hearing her ask for this was enough to set him on fire.
He slowly moved them towards the wall, the darkness of the corner enveloping them. Michelle felt the wall touch her back. Tony took her left wrist into his hand and lifted it to his face. She watched him close his eyes and take in her scent. He moved his nose up the inside of her arm. Her breathing sped up, waiting for him. He barely opened his eyes, but Michelle could see them burning blue with love and a hunger she knew had nothing to do with her blood. He opened his mouth and she saw his fangs glow in the black light of the room a split second before he buried them into her wrist.
Michelle gasped at the sharp sting and then moaned feeling him pull her into him. Tony's eyes were cracked open slightly and she could see them glass over in ecstasy. She reached up with her other hand and buried her hand in his hair, pulling him closer to her. She could feel him growl and then purr so she tightened her grip on his hair. She closed her eyes and dropped her head back to rest on the wall. This was the first time he'd bitten her without them making love and she swore it still felt just like sex.
God, no wonder women sell this to vampires. It's highly addicting.
She felt him start to pull away and moved her head away from the wall, opening her eyes. She watched his fangs leave her wrist; his teeth and lips coated with her blood. He opened his eyes all the way and looked at her. Before he could lick his lips she grabbed him and kissed him deeply, tasting her blood on his tongue. Tony wrapped his arms around her and pushed her up against the wall roughly. She broke the kiss and he watched her lick the blood from her lips.
"God Michelle…"
She nuzzled his neck and breathed into his skin. "Tony…I want to taste you too."
"Michelle…wha—"
Jack walked up behind Tony interrupting them.
"Sorry Tony, but the meeting is about to start. Mason is ready for us."