(Last time on Prophecy)
She shook her head and then concentrated on a place where she would like to go and settled on a graveyard hundreds of miles
from this place. Within less than 30 seconds they were in the graveyard. Pan laid the woman down, leaving her leaning against
a gravestone. Then transmitted back to the darkened bedroom. She then sighed and said to herself, "Looks like I have a new
home." She then smiled a deceptively innocent smile and slipped into the bed, which was still warm from its previous occupant.
Prophecy
Chapter Two
By: Lex
"We call ourselves Kindred. Vampire is a word humans invented. They needed a name for their fears in the night."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Pan awoke the next morning, the memories from last night filtered through her mind. She just let a small smile
form on her face as she slowly arose from the bed. She put her feet down on the soft carpeting and stood up. She then headed
towards the kitchen; she didn't need to change just yet since she was still wearing the clothes she had had on the other
evening. Once she reached the kitchen, she rummaged around, looking for something to eat. After all she didn't just have
blood. After searching through the cabinets for something edible she found a box of Nutri-Grain bars. She took out one, and
then took her snack into what looked like the living room. For there was a TV against the right wall and a sofa about 10 feet
away from the TV. She flopped herself down on the sofa and grabbed the remote. She switched on the TV and started to surf
through the channels.
While she did so she opened her nutri-grain bar with her other hand. She bit into the bar then made a disgusted face. She
looked at the bar and her lips formed into a small line. It tasted like cardboard that had been soaked in urine. She threw
the bar onto a small table a few feet away. 'Great, there went breakfast.' She thought grimly. Not giving a shit about what
might be on TV anymore, she stretched out on the sofa. Putting her head at one end of it and her feet at the other; she
placed her hands under her head. 'What to do..' Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Her muscles tensed as she worried
about who it might be. 'It could be a friend or someone...' she thought grimly as her face twisted to one of displeasure.
She slowly got off the sofa as the person at the door knocked again. She walked timidly towards the door and looked through
the small peephole in order to see who was outside. She couldn't make the person out that well but it looked like a man in
his early 30's. He looked like he was in a type of uniform; it consisted of blue shorts and a white shirt with a blue hat.
'He might not be a friend...' She thought becoming less tense. Just as the man was about to knock a third time Pan opened
the door. He started to bring his hand down from its upraised position but he seemed to freeze when he saw Pan. His eyes
suddenly seemed to hold a sense of fright and Pan, seeing this smirked. "What do you want?" She asked coolly. He came out of
his state of shock/fear at the sound of her voice.
"I-I came here to give M-Ms. Hulsey, he-her paper." He stuttered. He tried to control his words but couldn't. She
seemed intimidating and he sensed a certain deadly air around her. Plus he'd never seen her here before. Pan could tell he
was beginning to wonder about her.
"I'm a friend." She said as she gave him an icy glare.
"Oh. Well, um, here's th-the paper.." He said as he handed her the paper and backed away from the house. Pan rolled
her eyes and thought, 'I'm not THAT intimidating am I?' She just gave a small laugh and walked inside, closing the door behind
her. She then walked into the kitchen carrying the paper. She threw it down on the kitchen table while feeling relieved. 'Glad
it wasn't a friend. Wouldn't have been easy trying to convince them of anything, plus if they didn't believe me...' She trailed
off with her thought. Just as she was about to go back into the living room, something on the front page of the newspaper
caught her eye. She turned back and looked at the picture on the front of the newspaper. It was of a highly crowded club.
The picture had captured what looked like a fight going on. She scanned the news article and smirked as she saw that the
fight had been between a bartender and a regular customer. It didn't say exactly what the fight had been about but she didn't
care. This meant that they would be needing someone else to work there... And she had been in a bar before, plenty of times
when she was in her old city, and knew what bartenders did. She smirked again as she concluded that her "being bored hours"
were over.
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As she walked into the club she could immediately feel the difference from being outside in the cool crisp air to the
warm, loud club. But actually she liked the club better. It was more of her thing. People around all dancing like there was
no tomorrow, people pressing their bodies against someone elses. It all made her feel comfortable. 'It's like having my
finger on the pulse of the city, just the way I like it.' she thought as she started to walk through the sea of bodies
towards the direction she thought was the bar. As she maneuvered through the crowd she began to get caught up in the rhythm
of the music. It was loud and the beat was good. She looked at the people around her and saw that most of them were dancing
with a partner, who happened to be pressed up against them. The flashing lights illuminated the dark club and she shook her
head to try to get back to focusing on what needed to be focused on. She looked straight ahead and saw the bar and strode up
to it. She found a free stool to sit on and waited for one of the bartenders to walk by. A minute later one did. "Excuse me!"
she called out to him. He turned and looked at her; gave a small grin and walked towards the counter where she was.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Who would I talk to about a job here as a bartender?" He raised an eyebrow then answered,
"Me." Pan gave a smirk and then asked,
"So... think I'd be able to get a job?" He propped his elbows up on the counter and looked at her face.
"What makes you think we need any more help?"
"Well, considering that one of your bartenders got into a fight a while ago..."
"Yes, that's true, but how do I know you have any experience or can even do the job for that matter? Good looks aren't the only
thing you need in this job."
"Well, let me show you what I can do." Pan then got up from the stool and jumped over the counter. The guy just raised an
eyebrow and gave her a skeptical look. But then a small grin came across his face and he said,
"I suggest you start working. After all you have to prove you can do this. And believe me, if you can't handle it, you'll be
out of here in no time." He then started to walk away while mumbling something about not knowing why he was doing this and
about crazy teens. Pan just gave an icy smile and turned towards the nearest customer. He was leaning against the counter,
with his back to her.
"Excuse me, but would you like anything?" She asked trying to be polite. Then the man turned around and Pan found herself
staring into the most beautiful crystaline blue eyes she had ever seen.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once again sorry for getting this out late. If you are wondering why my things are coming out late, just look at my
profile. Anyway, I would like to thank m-chan(twomoons or whatever else you want to call her) for helping me out on this.
For giving me ideas and such. She was a big help! And I would also like to thank everyone that reviewed. THANK YOU SO MUCH!
Well, please R&R. I would like to know what you think so far.
She shook her head and then concentrated on a place where she would like to go and settled on a graveyard hundreds of miles
from this place. Within less than 30 seconds they were in the graveyard. Pan laid the woman down, leaving her leaning against
a gravestone. Then transmitted back to the darkened bedroom. She then sighed and said to herself, "Looks like I have a new
home." She then smiled a deceptively innocent smile and slipped into the bed, which was still warm from its previous occupant.
Prophecy
Chapter Two
By: Lex
"We call ourselves Kindred. Vampire is a word humans invented. They needed a name for their fears in the night."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Pan awoke the next morning, the memories from last night filtered through her mind. She just let a small smile
form on her face as she slowly arose from the bed. She put her feet down on the soft carpeting and stood up. She then headed
towards the kitchen; she didn't need to change just yet since she was still wearing the clothes she had had on the other
evening. Once she reached the kitchen, she rummaged around, looking for something to eat. After all she didn't just have
blood. After searching through the cabinets for something edible she found a box of Nutri-Grain bars. She took out one, and
then took her snack into what looked like the living room. For there was a TV against the right wall and a sofa about 10 feet
away from the TV. She flopped herself down on the sofa and grabbed the remote. She switched on the TV and started to surf
through the channels.
While she did so she opened her nutri-grain bar with her other hand. She bit into the bar then made a disgusted face. She
looked at the bar and her lips formed into a small line. It tasted like cardboard that had been soaked in urine. She threw
the bar onto a small table a few feet away. 'Great, there went breakfast.' She thought grimly. Not giving a shit about what
might be on TV anymore, she stretched out on the sofa. Putting her head at one end of it and her feet at the other; she
placed her hands under her head. 'What to do..' Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Her muscles tensed as she worried
about who it might be. 'It could be a friend or someone...' she thought grimly as her face twisted to one of displeasure.
She slowly got off the sofa as the person at the door knocked again. She walked timidly towards the door and looked through
the small peephole in order to see who was outside. She couldn't make the person out that well but it looked like a man in
his early 30's. He looked like he was in a type of uniform; it consisted of blue shorts and a white shirt with a blue hat.
'He might not be a friend...' She thought becoming less tense. Just as the man was about to knock a third time Pan opened
the door. He started to bring his hand down from its upraised position but he seemed to freeze when he saw Pan. His eyes
suddenly seemed to hold a sense of fright and Pan, seeing this smirked. "What do you want?" She asked coolly. He came out of
his state of shock/fear at the sound of her voice.
"I-I came here to give M-Ms. Hulsey, he-her paper." He stuttered. He tried to control his words but couldn't. She
seemed intimidating and he sensed a certain deadly air around her. Plus he'd never seen her here before. Pan could tell he
was beginning to wonder about her.
"I'm a friend." She said as she gave him an icy glare.
"Oh. Well, um, here's th-the paper.." He said as he handed her the paper and backed away from the house. Pan rolled
her eyes and thought, 'I'm not THAT intimidating am I?' She just gave a small laugh and walked inside, closing the door behind
her. She then walked into the kitchen carrying the paper. She threw it down on the kitchen table while feeling relieved. 'Glad
it wasn't a friend. Wouldn't have been easy trying to convince them of anything, plus if they didn't believe me...' She trailed
off with her thought. Just as she was about to go back into the living room, something on the front page of the newspaper
caught her eye. She turned back and looked at the picture on the front of the newspaper. It was of a highly crowded club.
The picture had captured what looked like a fight going on. She scanned the news article and smirked as she saw that the
fight had been between a bartender and a regular customer. It didn't say exactly what the fight had been about but she didn't
care. This meant that they would be needing someone else to work there... And she had been in a bar before, plenty of times
when she was in her old city, and knew what bartenders did. She smirked again as she concluded that her "being bored hours"
were over.
***************************
As she walked into the club she could immediately feel the difference from being outside in the cool crisp air to the
warm, loud club. But actually she liked the club better. It was more of her thing. People around all dancing like there was
no tomorrow, people pressing their bodies against someone elses. It all made her feel comfortable. 'It's like having my
finger on the pulse of the city, just the way I like it.' she thought as she started to walk through the sea of bodies
towards the direction she thought was the bar. As she maneuvered through the crowd she began to get caught up in the rhythm
of the music. It was loud and the beat was good. She looked at the people around her and saw that most of them were dancing
with a partner, who happened to be pressed up against them. The flashing lights illuminated the dark club and she shook her
head to try to get back to focusing on what needed to be focused on. She looked straight ahead and saw the bar and strode up
to it. She found a free stool to sit on and waited for one of the bartenders to walk by. A minute later one did. "Excuse me!"
she called out to him. He turned and looked at her; gave a small grin and walked towards the counter where she was.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Who would I talk to about a job here as a bartender?" He raised an eyebrow then answered,
"Me." Pan gave a smirk and then asked,
"So... think I'd be able to get a job?" He propped his elbows up on the counter and looked at her face.
"What makes you think we need any more help?"
"Well, considering that one of your bartenders got into a fight a while ago..."
"Yes, that's true, but how do I know you have any experience or can even do the job for that matter? Good looks aren't the only
thing you need in this job."
"Well, let me show you what I can do." Pan then got up from the stool and jumped over the counter. The guy just raised an
eyebrow and gave her a skeptical look. But then a small grin came across his face and he said,
"I suggest you start working. After all you have to prove you can do this. And believe me, if you can't handle it, you'll be
out of here in no time." He then started to walk away while mumbling something about not knowing why he was doing this and
about crazy teens. Pan just gave an icy smile and turned towards the nearest customer. He was leaning against the counter,
with his back to her.
"Excuse me, but would you like anything?" She asked trying to be polite. Then the man turned around and Pan found herself
staring into the most beautiful crystaline blue eyes she had ever seen.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once again sorry for getting this out late. If you are wondering why my things are coming out late, just look at my
profile. Anyway, I would like to thank m-chan(twomoons or whatever else you want to call her) for helping me out on this.
For giving me ideas and such. She was a big help! And I would also like to thank everyone that reviewed. THANK YOU SO MUCH!
Well, please R&R. I would like to know what you think so far.