Disclaimer: I don't own any character or places from Midnight Predator.
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Jaguar lounged on the couch in his office, his eyes shut. He didn't bother to open them when he heard the door open, then close.
"Hello, Turquoise."
"Daryl's dead."
"I know." Jaguar sat up and looked at her, his black eyes calculating.
"Well. What do you want to ask me?"
Turquoise grinned, "If you wanted to know, you could look for yourself. But you want to hear me ask, don't you?"
"I like to know I'm right." Jaguar said, grinning in return.
She sighed, feigning defeat. "Alright, alright. I want to ask you about that job teaching self- defense."
"What about it?"
"You're not going to settle for anything halfway, are you?"
She rolled her eyes as his grin spread. "I was wondering if the position was still open."
"If you really want it, it's yours." He said confidently. "And where will you live?" He said the last bit with an air of unimportance, but his eyes bore into her questioningly.
She blushed. "Well, I can't stay in Nathaniel's house forever. I was hoping I could stay here with you."
Jaguar stood up and walked towards her with his cat-like gait. "Are you sure that's wise, Turquoise?" he asked resting his left hand on her cheek.
Her eyes met his. "I'm willing to give it a try." She walked over and sat on his couch. "Besides, this place isn't as dangerous as you make it out to be."
"Really?" he asked grinning mischievously and walking over to her.
"Really."
Jaguar sat down besides her and kissed her-gently, but possessively-and she kissed him back.
"You used to be afraid of that, Turquoise," he said, his voice husky.
"I have nothing left to fear." She whispered, and kissed him once more.
When that kiss broke, he pulled her close and kissed her neck, and his lips trailed up to her ear.
"If you want me, I'm yours." He breathed.
She responded by kissing the vampire passionately.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hours later, Turquoise lay in Jaguar's arms.
"Do you still want to stay here with me?"
"Of cour-"
"Jaguar!" the door blew open and Eric stood in the doorway.
"Yes?'" Jaguar stood, worry in his eyes.
"There's been- a security breech. well, you had better come see this!" and Eric took off down the hall.
Jaguar turned to Turquoise. "You'd better stay here." And with that he took off down the hallway.
Turquoise followed him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jaguar swore as he rounded the corner and saw that two of his guards lay dead. As he bent down to inspect their bodies, he saw that they had been killed by someone using knives.
He swore once more. How could a person with a night break into his Midnight, kill not one, but two of his guards- his most powerful ones at that- and not-
His line of thought trailed off as he caught sight of the wall.
Painted on it, with the guards' blood, was a single name. Mackena.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Turquoise walked up behind Jaguar. "Makena. who's that?"
Jaguar didn't answer.
"Jaguar." She walked up behind him and touched his arm, only to have him jump a mile.
"Turqouoise! I told you to stay in my office!" he didn't bother to wait for an explanation. "Joren!"
A wolf shifter- one of the many Midnight guards- walked up.
"Take Turquoise to my office. Once there stay with her and GUARD HER WITH YOUR LIFE."
The wolf nodded his shaggy head and shifted to his human body. He moved to take her to Jaguar's room, but she brushed him off.
"Jaguar. What's going on?"
"I'll explain it later, Turquoise." He snapped. "Go. Now."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Master of Midnight watched as Joren led Turquoise to his room. He could tell she was angry with him, but he couldn't deal with it at the moment.
"You! Guards!" he snapped. "Be on the look out. Mackena's a shifter. She could be anywhere. Get to your posts and don't let anyone in. And stay in your human forms unless trouble arises, because you are ordered to kill any animal that tries to sneak in. Especially panthers."
And with that he turned on his heel and stormed off to his room, bracing himself for his talk with Turquoise.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She didn't waste any time.
"So? Who's this Mackena?" She asked, practically before Jaguar even opened the door.
"She was one of the women I. broke as a trainer." He sighed. "In the old Midnight."
Turquoise stared at him. "But. that was nearly two hundred years ago! She should be dead."
"Yeah, she should." Jaguar agreed. "And. And I thought she died in the fire."
"There's one person who would know." Turquoise walked over to the phone that sat on Jaguar's desk.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jaguar lounged on the couch in his office, his eyes shut. He didn't bother to open them when he heard the door open, then close.
"Hello, Turquoise."
"Daryl's dead."
"I know." Jaguar sat up and looked at her, his black eyes calculating.
"Well. What do you want to ask me?"
Turquoise grinned, "If you wanted to know, you could look for yourself. But you want to hear me ask, don't you?"
"I like to know I'm right." Jaguar said, grinning in return.
She sighed, feigning defeat. "Alright, alright. I want to ask you about that job teaching self- defense."
"What about it?"
"You're not going to settle for anything halfway, are you?"
She rolled her eyes as his grin spread. "I was wondering if the position was still open."
"If you really want it, it's yours." He said confidently. "And where will you live?" He said the last bit with an air of unimportance, but his eyes bore into her questioningly.
She blushed. "Well, I can't stay in Nathaniel's house forever. I was hoping I could stay here with you."
Jaguar stood up and walked towards her with his cat-like gait. "Are you sure that's wise, Turquoise?" he asked resting his left hand on her cheek.
Her eyes met his. "I'm willing to give it a try." She walked over and sat on his couch. "Besides, this place isn't as dangerous as you make it out to be."
"Really?" he asked grinning mischievously and walking over to her.
"Really."
Jaguar sat down besides her and kissed her-gently, but possessively-and she kissed him back.
"You used to be afraid of that, Turquoise," he said, his voice husky.
"I have nothing left to fear." She whispered, and kissed him once more.
When that kiss broke, he pulled her close and kissed her neck, and his lips trailed up to her ear.
"If you want me, I'm yours." He breathed.
She responded by kissing the vampire passionately.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hours later, Turquoise lay in Jaguar's arms.
"Do you still want to stay here with me?"
"Of cour-"
"Jaguar!" the door blew open and Eric stood in the doorway.
"Yes?'" Jaguar stood, worry in his eyes.
"There's been- a security breech. well, you had better come see this!" and Eric took off down the hall.
Jaguar turned to Turquoise. "You'd better stay here." And with that he took off down the hallway.
Turquoise followed him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jaguar swore as he rounded the corner and saw that two of his guards lay dead. As he bent down to inspect their bodies, he saw that they had been killed by someone using knives.
He swore once more. How could a person with a night break into his Midnight, kill not one, but two of his guards- his most powerful ones at that- and not-
His line of thought trailed off as he caught sight of the wall.
Painted on it, with the guards' blood, was a single name. Mackena.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Turquoise walked up behind Jaguar. "Makena. who's that?"
Jaguar didn't answer.
"Jaguar." She walked up behind him and touched his arm, only to have him jump a mile.
"Turqouoise! I told you to stay in my office!" he didn't bother to wait for an explanation. "Joren!"
A wolf shifter- one of the many Midnight guards- walked up.
"Take Turquoise to my office. Once there stay with her and GUARD HER WITH YOUR LIFE."
The wolf nodded his shaggy head and shifted to his human body. He moved to take her to Jaguar's room, but she brushed him off.
"Jaguar. What's going on?"
"I'll explain it later, Turquoise." He snapped. "Go. Now."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Master of Midnight watched as Joren led Turquoise to his room. He could tell she was angry with him, but he couldn't deal with it at the moment.
"You! Guards!" he snapped. "Be on the look out. Mackena's a shifter. She could be anywhere. Get to your posts and don't let anyone in. And stay in your human forms unless trouble arises, because you are ordered to kill any animal that tries to sneak in. Especially panthers."
And with that he turned on his heel and stormed off to his room, bracing himself for his talk with Turquoise.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She didn't waste any time.
"So? Who's this Mackena?" She asked, practically before Jaguar even opened the door.
"She was one of the women I. broke as a trainer." He sighed. "In the old Midnight."
Turquoise stared at him. "But. that was nearly two hundred years ago! She should be dead."
"Yeah, she should." Jaguar agreed. "And. And I thought she died in the fire."
"There's one person who would know." Turquoise walked over to the phone that sat on Jaguar's desk.
