Part 3

"Is anyone else sick to death of hearing about Wild Powers or is it just me?"

Drusilla sat back in the car, wishing she were anywhere but here. When Grace Redfern had called with a new assignment, she had almost been intrigued. She'd hardly had any work for months, only to find she had her partner Marius Blackthorn had been sent after the latest so-called Wild Power.

Every Wild Power she had been sent after had turned out to be bogus, resulting in two dead lost witches, two dead vampires, and two new recruits for the Night World who were extremely irritating.

"The sooner we get it done, the sooner we can go, kill the bitch and the whole fucking thing will be over," Marius said, sitting beside her. At least Grace had bothered to get a car to drive them to Forestville so they didn't have to drive themselves.

She sighed, staring at her reflection in the car's window. The face looking back at her was usually prettier, dark skin, framed by chestnut hair, streaked with blonde, almond shaped hazel eyes, snub nose, large pouty lips, sculpted cheekbones, expression right now scowling at the passing scenery as if it was the world's fault she was stuck where she was.

"What's the story with this one?"

Marius shrugged. He had that tall dark and sexy thing working for him, which some people might find attractive, but to Drusilla, it was becoming a bit of a cliché. "Word is she blasted a team of Night World assassins out of existence."

Drusilla didn't say anything. She was curious to know where Grace got her information from. She certainly wasn't in the mood for another waste of time. "Why are you so pissed?" she asked. Marius had been in a fowl mood during the entire journey. Hers wasn't much better, and he knew her reason, so what was bugging him?

"I'm not pissed," he said through gritted teeth, his attempt at a normal tone of voice a miserable failure.

Drusilla's eyes rolled. "Tell me now before I get prissy and figure it out for myself." She didn't want any more inconveniences.

She still didn't know how she and Marius planned on pulling off this task. With their unnatural Night World beauty they were going to stick out like a sore thumb. Plus being vampires and strangers in a small town wasn't going to help matters much.

They couldn't exactly just waltz in and grab the girl. She knew from experience that had a habit of not working. Humans tended to panic easily.
"It's nothing," Marius said, "but apparently the team was sent to kill Regina."

Ah. Drusilla sighed. That didn't exactly make her feel any better. Relationship issues were just going to complicate the whole fucking thing even more. "If you come to face the treacherous bitch, killing her won't be a problem, will it?"

"No. Drop it." Marius wasn't hiding anymore, there was pure hatred there now.

Drusilla found herself glad she had never had to worry about the relationship thing. She was only 18, and so was Marius. She really didn't see the need to tie yourself to anyone so young. Why take away all the fun of experimenting?

"Good. Now what the hell are we going to do about this Wild Power bitch?"

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