disclaimer: oh COME ON people....if i SAID i owned these characters would
anyone in the whole world believe me??? well...somebody probably would so
i'm saying this for those of you who are thickheaded: I don't own shit :)
thank you...goodnight.
A/N: Ok...this is the same day i wrote chapter three but i'm not NEAR as hyper as i was....that is suprising because then i'd only had one soda...now i've had three and a coffee (ok...it wasn't actually coffee...it was an iced mocha...are you happy now?) so this should be a little better!
Chapter Four
After Stanton left he was in such a rage with himself that he couldn't even think straight. He couldn't believe that he had actually gone to her house....what was he thinking? He was thinking wrong. Even if she hadn't caught him...what if he'd lost control and attacked her from behind? What if he'd killed her? Well then he probably would have killed himself. But he couldn't kill himself because he was an immortal. What kind of shit was this??? He couldn't be brave and go to Serena for fear he would kill her. He couldn't be a coward and take the easy way out because he had stepped into that stupid fire. (A/N: for those of you who haven't read the series...the ceremony which makes a follower immortal includes stepping into a cold fire)
He had already visited the Atrox that night, and wouldn't dare to again. Besides it would be dawn in a half an hour or so. If someone saw the Atrox in the light of day and it was Stanton's fault, the Atrox would take the person and Stanton would feel guilty. The only place for him to go was the nightclub (A/N: I'm sorry for the constant interruptions but it's that nightclub where it goes on all day and all night...i couldn't think of the name) So he stepped into the shadows, wanting to feel the nothingness that washed over him.
When he got there it was as it always was. The music was rining in his ears it was so loud, the bodies of the people were packed so close as to look like one, and to invoke clausterphobia in the most resistant of people. He went to the bar.
"Scotch, straight," he said.
As he waited for his drink Cassandra, once again, slithered over to him. It was just disgusting the way her arms oozed around him as she began to sway to the beat. She had no rythem whatsoever. She wasn't with the beat but her body swayed in a greatly tempting way. Or it had used to be tempting. Now all he could see were the S-T-A scars on her chest. When they had been involved Cassandra had really fallen for him. She had even started to cut his name into her chest when the Daughter Vanessa saw her and stopped her from finishing. Ever since they had broken up she had been extremely jealous of any romantic endeavors he tried at. Even Serena. Especially Serena. She hated her with a passion.
Tonight Cassandra was wearing an extremely low cut black cleavage dress wih a hem about a half an inch away from being exposing. It used to be sexy. Next to Serena it was cheap, trashy, and all together unflattering. Her flat, mousy brown, long hair didn't make her any more interesting.
"Just go away Cassandra," he said, "I just can't deal with it tonight."
"Well you're just going to have to deal with it aren't you?" she said. Then in an extremely vile, desperate, and completely inneffective attempt at Stanton which only succeeded in suprising then sickening him, she pressed her body against his and began to run her fingers through his hair.
"Cassandra! I really don't want anything to do with you. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"However many times it takes before you finally realize that we're meant for eachother, Stanton," she hissed in an attempt at a sulky/evil/sexy voice. It didn't exactly work
But Stanton looked into her eyes and found that however vile she was, she genuinely cared for him. This was really just too much. There he was, trapped between an all-consuming love for someone he couldn't have, and not to mention hated him, and an evil Master who would kill him for that love, when he found someone who really cared for him. It was really too much to handle all together. He didn't know what on Earth he was going to do.
"Cassandra...."he started.
"No, shhh" she said pressing her finger to his lips. And then he was quiet, because she was kissing him. He didn't exactly enjoy it, but he didn't have anything else. And he needed something to take his mind off of Serena. So he let the night take him where it would, and gave in.
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A/N: Ok....there is my attempt at a cliffhanger. Tada! dum dum dum!!!! (that was supposed to be scary music sort of ) nEway....I probably won't get another chance to write another chapter till the weekend is over. Maybe one more...but probably not. But...o....Bill Gates didn't give you cash before when u pushed the review button???? How sad!!! Maybe u didn't do it right. Try it again. And if it doesn't work...u can always post another review (if u did the last time which i seriously doubt ALL of you did) um...is that not working nEmore???ok then....um...i have skittles and if u review MAYBE i'll give u some :-) PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!
PS.....Special thankees to.....drumroll please.....
FlamingElf (leslie)! who had actually posted 2 reviews so far....and neither of them were flames!!! and i'm sorry stanton didn't kill more but he just needed 2 kill daughters and do u REALLY want them 2 die??? you do???ok then.!!! no...j/k.....i'm not gonna kill them....yet....suspense.....dum dum dum again......ok....going now!
A/N: Ok...this is the same day i wrote chapter three but i'm not NEAR as hyper as i was....that is suprising because then i'd only had one soda...now i've had three and a coffee (ok...it wasn't actually coffee...it was an iced mocha...are you happy now?) so this should be a little better!
Chapter Four
After Stanton left he was in such a rage with himself that he couldn't even think straight. He couldn't believe that he had actually gone to her house....what was he thinking? He was thinking wrong. Even if she hadn't caught him...what if he'd lost control and attacked her from behind? What if he'd killed her? Well then he probably would have killed himself. But he couldn't kill himself because he was an immortal. What kind of shit was this??? He couldn't be brave and go to Serena for fear he would kill her. He couldn't be a coward and take the easy way out because he had stepped into that stupid fire. (A/N: for those of you who haven't read the series...the ceremony which makes a follower immortal includes stepping into a cold fire)
He had already visited the Atrox that night, and wouldn't dare to again. Besides it would be dawn in a half an hour or so. If someone saw the Atrox in the light of day and it was Stanton's fault, the Atrox would take the person and Stanton would feel guilty. The only place for him to go was the nightclub (A/N: I'm sorry for the constant interruptions but it's that nightclub where it goes on all day and all night...i couldn't think of the name) So he stepped into the shadows, wanting to feel the nothingness that washed over him.
When he got there it was as it always was. The music was rining in his ears it was so loud, the bodies of the people were packed so close as to look like one, and to invoke clausterphobia in the most resistant of people. He went to the bar.
"Scotch, straight," he said.
As he waited for his drink Cassandra, once again, slithered over to him. It was just disgusting the way her arms oozed around him as she began to sway to the beat. She had no rythem whatsoever. She wasn't with the beat but her body swayed in a greatly tempting way. Or it had used to be tempting. Now all he could see were the S-T-A scars on her chest. When they had been involved Cassandra had really fallen for him. She had even started to cut his name into her chest when the Daughter Vanessa saw her and stopped her from finishing. Ever since they had broken up she had been extremely jealous of any romantic endeavors he tried at. Even Serena. Especially Serena. She hated her with a passion.
Tonight Cassandra was wearing an extremely low cut black cleavage dress wih a hem about a half an inch away from being exposing. It used to be sexy. Next to Serena it was cheap, trashy, and all together unflattering. Her flat, mousy brown, long hair didn't make her any more interesting.
"Just go away Cassandra," he said, "I just can't deal with it tonight."
"Well you're just going to have to deal with it aren't you?" she said. Then in an extremely vile, desperate, and completely inneffective attempt at Stanton which only succeeded in suprising then sickening him, she pressed her body against his and began to run her fingers through his hair.
"Cassandra! I really don't want anything to do with you. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"However many times it takes before you finally realize that we're meant for eachother, Stanton," she hissed in an attempt at a sulky/evil/sexy voice. It didn't exactly work
But Stanton looked into her eyes and found that however vile she was, she genuinely cared for him. This was really just too much. There he was, trapped between an all-consuming love for someone he couldn't have, and not to mention hated him, and an evil Master who would kill him for that love, when he found someone who really cared for him. It was really too much to handle all together. He didn't know what on Earth he was going to do.
"Cassandra...."he started.
"No, shhh" she said pressing her finger to his lips. And then he was quiet, because she was kissing him. He didn't exactly enjoy it, but he didn't have anything else. And he needed something to take his mind off of Serena. So he let the night take him where it would, and gave in.
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A/N: Ok....there is my attempt at a cliffhanger. Tada! dum dum dum!!!! (that was supposed to be scary music sort of ) nEway....I probably won't get another chance to write another chapter till the weekend is over. Maybe one more...but probably not. But...o....Bill Gates didn't give you cash before when u pushed the review button???? How sad!!! Maybe u didn't do it right. Try it again. And if it doesn't work...u can always post another review (if u did the last time which i seriously doubt ALL of you did) um...is that not working nEmore???ok then....um...i have skittles and if u review MAYBE i'll give u some :-) PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!
PS.....Special thankees to.....drumroll please.....
FlamingElf (leslie)! who had actually posted 2 reviews so far....and neither of them were flames!!! and i'm sorry stanton didn't kill more but he just needed 2 kill daughters and do u REALLY want them 2 die??? you do???ok then.!!! no...j/k.....i'm not gonna kill them....yet....suspense.....dum dum dum again......ok....going now!
