Disclaimer: To disclaim implies there was once a claim… how can I DISclaim what I never claimed in the first place? Oh well… I don't own anything. Sadly. Well, I own Kris, Vyelt, and Cael who are just names for the Shadow Men at the end of "The Kill." LJS owns them, I only claim their names.
I still don't know where this plot is going, and I NEED input from you guys!
Author's Note: Who can tell me what's going to happen? 'cause I REALLY don't know…
I was evil about the cliffhanger. He he… I just got lazy and didn't know how to end it, so I just stopped like that. Kris coming in was just a way to break up that invisible staring contest, cause I don't want Jenny and Julian to meet up yet. That's for later. Next chapter maybe…
I would like to thank my reviewers, Shadow especially, because without you guys, I would think that I was the only person reading this. Shadow, thanks again!
Note: I got bored with doing my history homework. So, I might be a little bit strange this chapter, cause my writing style is currently shot. First day back from winter break, so I'm kind of, just a little be, crackers at the moment. Pots-winter-break shock would probably sum up what I'm feeling right now. I should probably do my history homework…
And on with the story!
Julian fled the room as fast as he could. He could not have Kris in on any of this. If she found out, well… people might get suspicious. (A/N: I know, it's a bit early, but whatever. In his death, Julian had gotten a wee bit paranoid about everything. Now he's an obsessive PARANOID stalker!)
At least he tried to. Kris had shut the door, the window was locked, and he couldn't in good sense open a portal, the light would definitely alert both Jenny and her roommate.
"Hey, who's that?" Kris asked, admiration laced into her question.
"Who's who?" Jenny responded, unsure of who exactly was talking about.
"That guy sitting on your bed!" Kris exclaimed quietly. They had been reduced to whispers as soon as Kris had inquired about the person in their room.
"Kris, I hate to break it to you, but there is no guy sitting on my bed. You must be seeing things."
"Hey, what's your name?" Kris called to the alleged guy sitting on Jenny's bed. No answer. "Not much of a talker, huh?"
Ahh crap. She noticed me.
Julian had over a million thoughts running through his brain as soon as Kris had entered the room, and the number tripled when she inquired about a guy sitting on Jenny's bed.
Well, my two choices are reveal myself, and then Jenny will think Kris is bonkers. Or, I could chance a portal and lift the knowledge from Kris' brain. I think that is my best bet. I just hope Jenny doesn't realize that the light is from me. After this whole mess is done with, I need to do some serious soul-searching.
He got up, his movements as catlike as ever; eyes fixed on Kris, and made a tiny gesture with his left hand. An eldritch portal sprung into life behind him, which he quickly stepped into.
Kris blinked confusedly. Wasn't there just a guy…? She stared with a puzzled expression on her face at the spot she was sure had just had the sexiest being ever to grace the planet just stood.
"Well… he… disappeared," she told Jenny, who just raised an eyebrow and nodded her head slowly. But aside from her skepticism open on her face, Jenny was worried.
"What, exactly, did this guy look like?" Jenny asked slowly, carefully.
"Well, sexy as hell, hair that no amount of peroxide could achieve, and he must've been wearing specially made contacts, or something, because no one, no one has eyes that blue. Might I add he looks very appealing in black leather?"
Jenny's sinking feelings were confirmed. Julian was back. And he could control who could see him.
This just gave her one more reason to get the hell out of California.
And straight to Pennsylvania.
Julian paced his apartment. He had taken up temporary residence in the human world, which he preferred to a halfway place, where the other Shadow Men could come and torment him. At least this was he didn't have to worry about people barging in unexpectedly.
Before he left Jenny's dorm, he had taken a moment to memorize Kris' mental pattern, so he could easily pick it up and erase her memory of himself. Now he only had to wait for her to sleep. Maybe he could visit Jenny's dreams, too.
Julian, the little voice in the back of his mind hissed maliciously, you are becoming weak, you know that? You are letting this whole thing get blown out of proportion! You could go right up there and tell the Elders that you gave up completely on that human, the voice couldn't bring itself to say Jenny, and will go back to winning Games!
Ha! What would that do? I would end up as twisted as they are! No matter my pain, no one else should have to deal with what I put all those people through. No one! He thought violently back at the niggling little voice.
Not even yourself?
He would have to think on that one…
Cael, it's working! He's cracking like an egg!