Moonlight Charm
Chapter Three.
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There was a student population of five thousand at the University and all of them were busy writing final exams. Today was the last days for some of them. One of which was Talisman. She sat in her usual desk and worked on the examination. Her professor sat at his desk with a book in hand was busy off in JRR Tolkein's world of Hobbits. As she glanced up at the clock, the door to the room opened. In her black and white world of vision she could tell he was pale skinned and wearing light colored clothing. From the distance she was at there was no way to tell who it was by the face. But she didn't need a face to let her know who had just walked in.
He stood at just under six eight and was broad enough to barely fit through the door. Pale hair that was white to her and blonde to others, sat close to his neck. It was braided this morning. Under his arm he carried a black case and walked with a confidant stride. There was only one man in the world who could do that. Jamieson " Scythe" Matternich. Her cousin by marriage and boss by birth.
She stared at the half completed test and frowned just as her professor waved her to his desk. She stood up and gathered her coat and bag, moving as silently as possible she descended to the floor. Careful not to look at Scythe as she handed in her test.
"Don't worry about finishing it today Ms. Metternich. I'll put an extension on it for you." The Professor said quietly as she turned to leave with Scythe. " Hope your mother feels better soon."
Over her shoulder she gave a gentle, "Thanks Mr. Harris."
Once they were in the hall she took off the tinted glasses and stuffed them in her pocket. Her vision instantly went from blurry gray to solid white. It gave her a sense of peace to be lost in the oblivion of her freakiness. A birth defect had left her with black and white eyesight. She had what her brother had jokingly called extreme colorblindness. He wasn't joking anymore.
Tearing at the elastic in her hair she shook out her mane and sighed. Scythe wisely said nothing as they walked down the old narrow space. Sunlight fell in bright and blinding rays to the floor. During daylight hours her eyes were useless to her. The doctors had said it would take surgery and a genetic breakthrough to fix her eyes. She was content enough to suffer with wearing sunglasses during the daytime. Rather then have a laser in her eyes.
"You were supposed to be in San Francisco this morning." He used their native language out of habit more then necessity. "Bowen called me in a rage cause you weren't there." Scythe said as they stepped outside.
"I can't bail on four years of schooling just to kill some vampire." She snapped as they moved across the school yard. Her eyes showing her nothing but bright white light. It didn't bother her and she made no move to replace the glasses. '
Scythe grabbed her arm, "You can. Don't forget Talisman, don't ever forget." He shook her roughly," You will do what I tell you, when I tell you." He released her with a slight shove and shook his head in annoyance. "There is a plane leaving for the city in three hours, you're booked on it. Bowen will meet you tonight at a place called the Haven."
She stared in his general direction before grinning at him. "Of course, Jamie. How silly of me to ever think that I could be more knowing then you." She turned away, making her way across the tree dotted quad. Talisman moved easily to avoid the tables and trees that littered the huge grounds. Her 'second' eyes guiding her as they often did in daylight.
There came a sharp wave of pain from the occipital lobe to her eyes. The white flared pure and clean before falling into a gray and black set of images. "One night he'll say too much." She whispered as the vision played across the white of her eyes. " One night that's all it takes."
Chapter Three.
**
There was a student population of five thousand at the University and all of them were busy writing final exams. Today was the last days for some of them. One of which was Talisman. She sat in her usual desk and worked on the examination. Her professor sat at his desk with a book in hand was busy off in JRR Tolkein's world of Hobbits. As she glanced up at the clock, the door to the room opened. In her black and white world of vision she could tell he was pale skinned and wearing light colored clothing. From the distance she was at there was no way to tell who it was by the face. But she didn't need a face to let her know who had just walked in.
He stood at just under six eight and was broad enough to barely fit through the door. Pale hair that was white to her and blonde to others, sat close to his neck. It was braided this morning. Under his arm he carried a black case and walked with a confidant stride. There was only one man in the world who could do that. Jamieson " Scythe" Matternich. Her cousin by marriage and boss by birth.
She stared at the half completed test and frowned just as her professor waved her to his desk. She stood up and gathered her coat and bag, moving as silently as possible she descended to the floor. Careful not to look at Scythe as she handed in her test.
"Don't worry about finishing it today Ms. Metternich. I'll put an extension on it for you." The Professor said quietly as she turned to leave with Scythe. " Hope your mother feels better soon."
Over her shoulder she gave a gentle, "Thanks Mr. Harris."
Once they were in the hall she took off the tinted glasses and stuffed them in her pocket. Her vision instantly went from blurry gray to solid white. It gave her a sense of peace to be lost in the oblivion of her freakiness. A birth defect had left her with black and white eyesight. She had what her brother had jokingly called extreme colorblindness. He wasn't joking anymore.
Tearing at the elastic in her hair she shook out her mane and sighed. Scythe wisely said nothing as they walked down the old narrow space. Sunlight fell in bright and blinding rays to the floor. During daylight hours her eyes were useless to her. The doctors had said it would take surgery and a genetic breakthrough to fix her eyes. She was content enough to suffer with wearing sunglasses during the daytime. Rather then have a laser in her eyes.
"You were supposed to be in San Francisco this morning." He used their native language out of habit more then necessity. "Bowen called me in a rage cause you weren't there." Scythe said as they stepped outside.
"I can't bail on four years of schooling just to kill some vampire." She snapped as they moved across the school yard. Her eyes showing her nothing but bright white light. It didn't bother her and she made no move to replace the glasses. '
Scythe grabbed her arm, "You can. Don't forget Talisman, don't ever forget." He shook her roughly," You will do what I tell you, when I tell you." He released her with a slight shove and shook his head in annoyance. "There is a plane leaving for the city in three hours, you're booked on it. Bowen will meet you tonight at a place called the Haven."
She stared in his general direction before grinning at him. "Of course, Jamie. How silly of me to ever think that I could be more knowing then you." She turned away, making her way across the tree dotted quad. Talisman moved easily to avoid the tables and trees that littered the huge grounds. Her 'second' eyes guiding her as they often did in daylight.
There came a sharp wave of pain from the occipital lobe to her eyes. The white flared pure and clean before falling into a gray and black set of images. "One night he'll say too much." She whispered as the vision played across the white of her eyes. " One night that's all it takes."