Author's notes: This was formerly titled Blood and Darkness but it has changed slightly. I've noticed a few fics cropping up that seem to be making fun of the clichés in Night World fan fictions, so I've decided to do one on Wild Powers. I think I've got everything. I haven't included a slash element, but if I get requests for slash, then I'll add slash to it.
Part 1
"And what, exactly, are we going to *tell* this girl when we find her?" Lareina demanded of Garret.
Garret sighed heavily. They knew the girl was on her way to town, every Night Person probably knew who she was, but as far as they were aware, the girl herself had no clue.
"We just have to make sure *they* don't get to her first," Garret said patiently.
It was the standard Daybreak drill. Find the important Night Person before the Night World could.
"But this time it's different, right? If we don't get to her before them, the world could end." Lareina folded her arms across her ample chest. It was quite obvious she didn't believe him. "How do we even know that this is right girl?"
Garret sighed a second time. Lareina's constant questions were starting to irritate him. "Look, the orders came from head office, from Thierry Descouedres himself. So it's obviously got to mean *something*." He didn't know fore sure if they were right. He just took the message, passed it on to Lareina, then they completed their assignment.
To him this was something of a surprise. He hadn't paid much attention to the prophecies before now. "You don't believe that she's really the one, do you?"
Lareina walked over to the window and looked out at the lights of the town below. "No. Quite frankly, I'm sick of hearing about the whole Wild Power thing. This person's the last Wild Power, that person's the last Wild Power. Every time it's been a bust. I don't think they're ever going to find the right person and there's never going to be a millennium battle. I won't believe it until I see the Blue Fire in action myself."
For a Daybreaker she was extremely cynical sometimes. Then again, not all of them were singing about love and harmony and hope and all that. He wasn't. He agreed with the principles, but he didn't sing about them.
"We can't just grab this girl and say 'Hey, by the way did you know you're the last line of defence the human world has against an evil secret society'," Lareina went on moodily. She gave him a sideways look. "Unless you plan on seducing her."
Garret glared at her. "Looks aren't everything." Granted, seduction was a method he'd used before when looking for other girls. They couldn't seem to resist him with his summer blue eyes, long natural blue-black hair, and pale skin. He wasn't that big for a guy, but it was never a problem, not for a vampire. Not his personal choice, but he hadn't gotten a say in that, he was a lamia, a born vampire.
Lareina on the other hand was a shapeshifter, she had been born and raised a Circle Midnight witch. She had gotten involved with a Night World shapeshifter, only the relationship had ended when he'd tried to eat her. She'd escaped and been rescued by Circle Daybreak, only now as a shapeshifter. She still had her witch powers, but they weren't as strong as they used to be.
"She'll be starting school on Monday, I've already made sure she's in some of our classes," Garret said, standing up and heading over to the door.
"What a surprise," Lareina said dryly. "What's her name, anyway?"
"Sati. Sati Meyer." Garret handed Lareina a crumpled photo before leaving her alone.
He walked quickly through the streets of his home town, Oak Hill, Kansas. The moon was round and full, a faint red circle seemed to be hovering around it. Supposedly a sign of trouble. He found his keys and opened the door to his house.
He went inside pushing the door shut behind him. He switched on the downstairs lights, wondering if he felt like going to bed yet. It was only ten thirty. When he headed into the lounge, he stopped dead. Three figures stood in front of him. The gorgeous woman who was the leader of the group smiled.
"Hello Garret," she said. "You didn't think we'd forget about you, did you?"
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Part 1
"And what, exactly, are we going to *tell* this girl when we find her?" Lareina demanded of Garret.
Garret sighed heavily. They knew the girl was on her way to town, every Night Person probably knew who she was, but as far as they were aware, the girl herself had no clue.
"We just have to make sure *they* don't get to her first," Garret said patiently.
It was the standard Daybreak drill. Find the important Night Person before the Night World could.
"But this time it's different, right? If we don't get to her before them, the world could end." Lareina folded her arms across her ample chest. It was quite obvious she didn't believe him. "How do we even know that this is right girl?"
Garret sighed a second time. Lareina's constant questions were starting to irritate him. "Look, the orders came from head office, from Thierry Descouedres himself. So it's obviously got to mean *something*." He didn't know fore sure if they were right. He just took the message, passed it on to Lareina, then they completed their assignment.
To him this was something of a surprise. He hadn't paid much attention to the prophecies before now. "You don't believe that she's really the one, do you?"
Lareina walked over to the window and looked out at the lights of the town below. "No. Quite frankly, I'm sick of hearing about the whole Wild Power thing. This person's the last Wild Power, that person's the last Wild Power. Every time it's been a bust. I don't think they're ever going to find the right person and there's never going to be a millennium battle. I won't believe it until I see the Blue Fire in action myself."
For a Daybreaker she was extremely cynical sometimes. Then again, not all of them were singing about love and harmony and hope and all that. He wasn't. He agreed with the principles, but he didn't sing about them.
"We can't just grab this girl and say 'Hey, by the way did you know you're the last line of defence the human world has against an evil secret society'," Lareina went on moodily. She gave him a sideways look. "Unless you plan on seducing her."
Garret glared at her. "Looks aren't everything." Granted, seduction was a method he'd used before when looking for other girls. They couldn't seem to resist him with his summer blue eyes, long natural blue-black hair, and pale skin. He wasn't that big for a guy, but it was never a problem, not for a vampire. Not his personal choice, but he hadn't gotten a say in that, he was a lamia, a born vampire.
Lareina on the other hand was a shapeshifter, she had been born and raised a Circle Midnight witch. She had gotten involved with a Night World shapeshifter, only the relationship had ended when he'd tried to eat her. She'd escaped and been rescued by Circle Daybreak, only now as a shapeshifter. She still had her witch powers, but they weren't as strong as they used to be.
"She'll be starting school on Monday, I've already made sure she's in some of our classes," Garret said, standing up and heading over to the door.
"What a surprise," Lareina said dryly. "What's her name, anyway?"
"Sati. Sati Meyer." Garret handed Lareina a crumpled photo before leaving her alone.
He walked quickly through the streets of his home town, Oak Hill, Kansas. The moon was round and full, a faint red circle seemed to be hovering around it. Supposedly a sign of trouble. He found his keys and opened the door to his house.
He went inside pushing the door shut behind him. He switched on the downstairs lights, wondering if he felt like going to bed yet. It was only ten thirty. When he headed into the lounge, he stopped dead. Three figures stood in front of him. The gorgeous woman who was the leader of the group smiled.
"Hello Garret," she said. "You didn't think we'd forget about you, did you?"
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