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VelvetBlood's Bedroom
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JuniorK did her job well. The entire floor was clear. Her security code number deactivated all hidden motion detectors and cameras. Picking the lock to her door posed no problem at all.
Light cascaded into the room, creating shadows that fell over her bed. Day stood just a few feet away. He could make out the curves of her body underneath the sheets. That image has haunted him for weeks now, though he would never admit that. The thought of her should have brought about revulsion.
Instead it brought out desire.
Tonight, he intended to kill that desire. To murder and remove it from his destiny. Ending a war and still being alive is the true key to winning it. He had done that. But this moment, this act…
This was personal.
Velvet shifted ever so slightly, moaning softly in her sleep, a sound that shook the Emperor in a way he would never, ever admit. 'I've got to end this.'
He made his way closer to his enemy's bed. Unsheathing a stake from his coat, he prepared to deliver a hard blow, dusting her in seconds. Upon closer inspection he discovered her sleeping with the covers over her head. Lying on her right side, she offered the perfect position to stake her and be done with it.
Deep down, there was part of him that wondered, 'What if'? Had the circumstances been different. If Spike would have never returned to Sunnydale. If Xander was played by another actor other than NB. But the time for these things to have altered current events has passed. The only thing left is the end. Using a most fitting line...
This is the final nail in the coffin.
Raising the stake, Ozmandayus brought it crashing down into the chest of VelvetBlood with all the force his powerful body could muster. What he expected was an immediate cloud of dust, and not a muffled scream followed by the dark release of blood now flowing from the wound he inflicted.
"Who's a murderer of innocents now?"
Day spun around, only to find VelvetBlood standing next to the doors the led to her balcony, dressed in a black cloak, her eyes blazing into his. Day yanked the sheets from the bed to find a blonde woman blindfolded and gagged. "Jace?"
"She betrayed you," Velvet spoke as she stepped from the shadows. "She came to me after the reception and offered your head on a platter. She wanted to be turned. She was tired of always being on the losing side."
She let it sink in, let it hurt, that one of his own had lost the faith.
"I fucked her. Then I tied her up, leaving her for you to finish off."
His rage had to be tempered with intelligence and calm. "How did you know I would come to you tonight?"
"I could feel it in my blood."
"Are you trying to tell me vampires have a Spidey-Sense now?"
"No. But it wasn't hard to figure out. Leaving the Royal Guard behind? Tsk, tsk, Ozy. You had to know I'd figure that one out."
Day said nothing, moving toward her. "Jace betrayed me. Her death is insignificant."
"My, my, my, how very gray of you to say that."
"Oh, that's not gray at all," Day eluded with a smile. "You killed her, Velvet. You seduced and killed her and then I killed you."
"You're quite the storyteller."
"And you're dead."
Velvet shrugged her shoulder, allowing her cloak to fall to the floor. The leather she wore underneath clung to her like a second skin, forcing all that would see her to add her name to the dictionary as the pure definition of sin.
"We've danced this dance many times, Velvet. Pity you've never learned the steps."
"Allow me to show you how well I've learned the steps to our dance over the years."
TBC
VelvetBlood's Bedroom
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JuniorK did her job well. The entire floor was clear. Her security code number deactivated all hidden motion detectors and cameras. Picking the lock to her door posed no problem at all.
Light cascaded into the room, creating shadows that fell over her bed. Day stood just a few feet away. He could make out the curves of her body underneath the sheets. That image has haunted him for weeks now, though he would never admit that. The thought of her should have brought about revulsion.
Instead it brought out desire.
Tonight, he intended to kill that desire. To murder and remove it from his destiny. Ending a war and still being alive is the true key to winning it. He had done that. But this moment, this act…
This was personal.
Velvet shifted ever so slightly, moaning softly in her sleep, a sound that shook the Emperor in a way he would never, ever admit. 'I've got to end this.'
He made his way closer to his enemy's bed. Unsheathing a stake from his coat, he prepared to deliver a hard blow, dusting her in seconds. Upon closer inspection he discovered her sleeping with the covers over her head. Lying on her right side, she offered the perfect position to stake her and be done with it.
Deep down, there was part of him that wondered, 'What if'? Had the circumstances been different. If Spike would have never returned to Sunnydale. If Xander was played by another actor other than NB. But the time for these things to have altered current events has passed. The only thing left is the end. Using a most fitting line...
This is the final nail in the coffin.
Raising the stake, Ozmandayus brought it crashing down into the chest of VelvetBlood with all the force his powerful body could muster. What he expected was an immediate cloud of dust, and not a muffled scream followed by the dark release of blood now flowing from the wound he inflicted.
"Who's a murderer of innocents now?"
Day spun around, only to find VelvetBlood standing next to the doors the led to her balcony, dressed in a black cloak, her eyes blazing into his. Day yanked the sheets from the bed to find a blonde woman blindfolded and gagged. "Jace?"
"She betrayed you," Velvet spoke as she stepped from the shadows. "She came to me after the reception and offered your head on a platter. She wanted to be turned. She was tired of always being on the losing side."
She let it sink in, let it hurt, that one of his own had lost the faith.
"I fucked her. Then I tied her up, leaving her for you to finish off."
His rage had to be tempered with intelligence and calm. "How did you know I would come to you tonight?"
"I could feel it in my blood."
"Are you trying to tell me vampires have a Spidey-Sense now?"
"No. But it wasn't hard to figure out. Leaving the Royal Guard behind? Tsk, tsk, Ozy. You had to know I'd figure that one out."
Day said nothing, moving toward her. "Jace betrayed me. Her death is insignificant."
"My, my, my, how very gray of you to say that."
"Oh, that's not gray at all," Day eluded with a smile. "You killed her, Velvet. You seduced and killed her and then I killed you."
"You're quite the storyteller."
"And you're dead."
Velvet shrugged her shoulder, allowing her cloak to fall to the floor. The leather she wore underneath clung to her like a second skin, forcing all that would see her to add her name to the dictionary as the pure definition of sin.
"We've danced this dance many times, Velvet. Pity you've never learned the steps."
"Allow me to show you how well I've learned the steps to our dance over the years."
TBC