Alright, this is in Lucia's POV. . I had to add this. I needed something to
cool the chapters down with. Too much action makes an insomniac's head
hurt.
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As soon as Nada left my presence, I felt alone. The lonlieness of this place they called New Mayhem seemed to become tangible. I could cut it with a knife had I wished to. Instead, I changed into a burgundy tanktop and an ebony miniskirt. New Mayhem vampires seemed to hold pride in their fashion. I wished to show them up. Many of them have lived through decades upon decades of fashion, while I only have been alive for two, and had been able to express my fashion for less than half of that time..
Smirking, I pulled on fishnet leggings and laced up my knee high steel tipped boots. I rarely went out without my boots. I mean, where would I put my weapons? Glancing at the mirror, I traced the small space between skirt and top that revealed a tan line of skin. "Tsk Tsk," I chaticised myself. "Go and sign the book." I mocked a teacher Nada had made fun of before she was thrown into darkness. I had no idea what this "book" did to discipline you, but I stilled smiled a bright killer grin from behind my crimson lips.
A few moments later, I stepped into the club named Las Noches. It seemed as if several vampires did not appreciate my presence. I instantly jotted them down as weak. A strong vampire acted as if they feared nothing.
I kept on walking until I reached the bar. Humans thought I was one of their own kind; vampires knew better. I could take a form which could rip an arm off with one swipe, no matter if you were mortal or not.
"Lucia De Fiaro." I heard a voice beckon to me. It was not a threatening tone, it was rather pleased actually. "Odd seeing someone from Midnight around here." I turned to come face to face with the vampiress who was named Jessica. Next to her was a dark grey haired vampire. Odd, he looked rather young. To a ignorant human, he would look 18 or so. How could he have that colored hair? Was it a trick of the mind?
"Jessica," I greeted her, my eyes still moving up and down this new vampire. There, across his left eyes was a scar. A pearly white scar that I knew he could hide with a thought. It made him look rather tough.
"Kairbre, this is Lucia. I met her during my time at Midnight." He gave me a short nod. "Lucia, this is Kairbre, vampire assassin (A/N: SPOILER!!! sorry....many apologizes. That wont come up until the later chapters of Embracing Immortality, but I cant take this out.)
"Hello," I greeted him. "Is your hair really that color or is it the trick of your mind like the color of Jager's eyes?" Kairbre laughed and shook his head. That was not an answer.
"Real as that hair on your head miss," he replied before downing a drink he just recieved from a tenderess. He was rather polite for a vampire. Before I could say anything more, he turned and abruptly left.
"Strange vampire he is. He has just lost so many things in his life...." Jessica sighed. "So," she began as if he was never there. "What brings you here?"
"A certain pregnant 17 year old girl," I replied as though being vague. She smirked. Jessica had not known Nada to be with child until two months after she arrived. Even though Nada knew Jessica, they did not speak to each other. Even the strong Jessica kept her distance from the girl. She had seen what had happened to the vampire who had tried to feed off of her. Rarely any vampires made eye contact with her, let alone talk to her. The only bold few met Nada at Madrina Macht's house.
"Oh, messenger now are we?" She sat upon the bar and smirked at me. "So is it a promotion from a guard? Or demotion?" I arched a brow, ignoring her question as I sat on a stool to ponder how we had met. Jessica had been with Jager to sign the Mayhem/Midnight treaty. Her partner had fallen in love with Nada. And then she and I tried to get Eric and Nada together, thinking that Jager would grow old of her. We had half of our plan go right, but the other side went wrong. Fatally wrong. We had killed Eric, Blaze, and got Nada stuck down in the basement for a year. All of this had happened because of us. We both seemed to remember this and we were silent.
"You want something to drink?" I turned to look at the girl behind the bar. Her hair was like a black mane that fell down her back and her skin was as pale as any vampires. I knew she was a blood bond before I could sense it.
"Uh, water I guess," I stuttered, not really used to this atmosphere. I never had someone do something for me, like getting me a drink. Jessica seemed to understand.
"That's Kaei, Jager's blood bond." I winced. I did not like the thought of how young this Kaei girl looked and how human she was, yet she was about as old as Jaguar. If I had done my New Mayhem history homework, I would be correct in saying that Kaei was the human that had almost destroyed this place. But she had set fire to Mayhem and been blood bonded to Jager. I was disgusted for a moment. "She doesn't seem to mind," she added when she saw my expression.
"Here you go." I was handed a drink and I was about to say thank you but I noticed it was quite someone else. This girl was much younger, maybe about 16 years old in looks, rather than Kaei's older appearence. Her eyes were an odd color, maybe blueish green? No, they changed to Purple. Now they were red. What was going on?
"Don't mind Rabe," Jessica assured me as Rabe smirked and continued her way by.
"How did she do that?" I asked, curious yet somewhat nervous.
"She just realized she was an Arun witch about I would say . . .four years ago? Hmm I do not remember. Kairbre, who was then Cairbre, spilled the beans on THAT one. Well, anyway, to make the long story short.. . . "
"Too late," Rabe commented as she passed by again with another drink.
"She was blood bonded to Aubrey's brother Maverick a year after she came here. Then she was changed a year or so later. "(A/N: For those who thought I was going to give Rabe away, you wish.) Jessica finished, keeping one eye on Rabe. "She kissed the undead, her worst immortal enemy before she realized what she was."
"Interesting histories around here," I commented, taking a look around the room. Then it hit me. Kairbre. That was odd. How come I had not realized it before? Silly. I had been too stupid to remember. No matter, I pushed those thoughts away from me before they could properly form.
"You bet cha. Well Lucia, it was nice speaking with you again." Jessica finished her drink and set it down next to the almost empty cup Kairbre left. Then she was gone.
Curious as to what Kairbre had been drinking, I picked up the glass and sniffed it. "Wouldn't drink that if I were you darling." I jumped and turned to see Aubrey standing there, in all his pride and glory. He knew who I was. I was Jaguar's neice. And since I knew he knew that, he could not touch me. Not unless he wanted Midnight and Mayhem to go to war. Not like that was ever going to happen.
"Hello Aubrey," I greeted him as if he were just another vampire. In my eyes he was nothing to marvel about although I admitted he was a rather attractive vampire. But Kairbre was by far more attractive and polite in my eyes. However, I had seemingly forgotten the fact that Aubrey was someone to marvel at in his turf.
"Lucia, do you know what is in that cup?" He questioned me as if it was a casual conversation, but I heard the threat laced in there. Picking up the glass, I circled the rim with my index finger.
"No, actually I don't. Why don't you be a genius and explain this highly frustrating subject to the extremely dense shape shifter?" I had purposely meant to anger him. If he actually did strike me, then it meant the treaty was over. We could get Nada back.
"Why you little . . ." His hand raised above my head and I watched it come down. It was only inches from my face when someone hit him with their mind and sent him staggering back.
"Tsk tsk Aubrey," came a feminine voice from behind me. When I turned around to see a golden eyed tiger striped hair young woman, I knew it was Risika. She had been replaced with Jager for the treaty because she had other business to attend to. Or so she said. One thing I knew was that Risika would do the complete opposite of Aubrey just to watch him simmer.
"Risika." Aubrey stated simply before leaving a moment later.(A/N: Sorry if that seemed a bit OC) I suppressed a smirk and continued to look at Risika.
"You're Jaguar's neice Lucia then?" Her voice had turned from threatening to a bit more opening. But no less protective of herself. I knew she had been through a lot over her 300 years of existence. When I nodded, she gestured to the cup. "Cyanide. Real bitch to anything but vampires. Kairbre enjoys the burning of his skin as he drinks it I suppose." When she passed by me, she added with her mind. 'Nada is really important to Midnight and New Mayhem, whether both sides want to admit it or not. You better go home while you can Tiger, because it's going to turn dirty soon. And as a relative enemy of Aubrey's, I would advise you to go home.' She had said all of this as she never even made eye contact with me.
Suppressing a shiver, I grabbed the water Rabe had given me and left the club. Whether Risika was right or wrong, I did not care. I just did not want her to be right and me not listen. I would hate for another Midnight resident to die in such a short time.
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Dun! OMG the next chapter is probably one of the most shocking yet. Well, I think it is. If you review this chapter, you get the next chapter. This one was inspired by Neveada, although I doubt she knows it. She is pretty dense. Anyway, please please please review!!
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As soon as Nada left my presence, I felt alone. The lonlieness of this place they called New Mayhem seemed to become tangible. I could cut it with a knife had I wished to. Instead, I changed into a burgundy tanktop and an ebony miniskirt. New Mayhem vampires seemed to hold pride in their fashion. I wished to show them up. Many of them have lived through decades upon decades of fashion, while I only have been alive for two, and had been able to express my fashion for less than half of that time..
Smirking, I pulled on fishnet leggings and laced up my knee high steel tipped boots. I rarely went out without my boots. I mean, where would I put my weapons? Glancing at the mirror, I traced the small space between skirt and top that revealed a tan line of skin. "Tsk Tsk," I chaticised myself. "Go and sign the book." I mocked a teacher Nada had made fun of before she was thrown into darkness. I had no idea what this "book" did to discipline you, but I stilled smiled a bright killer grin from behind my crimson lips.
A few moments later, I stepped into the club named Las Noches. It seemed as if several vampires did not appreciate my presence. I instantly jotted them down as weak. A strong vampire acted as if they feared nothing.
I kept on walking until I reached the bar. Humans thought I was one of their own kind; vampires knew better. I could take a form which could rip an arm off with one swipe, no matter if you were mortal or not.
"Lucia De Fiaro." I heard a voice beckon to me. It was not a threatening tone, it was rather pleased actually. "Odd seeing someone from Midnight around here." I turned to come face to face with the vampiress who was named Jessica. Next to her was a dark grey haired vampire. Odd, he looked rather young. To a ignorant human, he would look 18 or so. How could he have that colored hair? Was it a trick of the mind?
"Jessica," I greeted her, my eyes still moving up and down this new vampire. There, across his left eyes was a scar. A pearly white scar that I knew he could hide with a thought. It made him look rather tough.
"Kairbre, this is Lucia. I met her during my time at Midnight." He gave me a short nod. "Lucia, this is Kairbre, vampire assassin (A/N: SPOILER!!! sorry....many apologizes. That wont come up until the later chapters of Embracing Immortality, but I cant take this out.)
"Hello," I greeted him. "Is your hair really that color or is it the trick of your mind like the color of Jager's eyes?" Kairbre laughed and shook his head. That was not an answer.
"Real as that hair on your head miss," he replied before downing a drink he just recieved from a tenderess. He was rather polite for a vampire. Before I could say anything more, he turned and abruptly left.
"Strange vampire he is. He has just lost so many things in his life...." Jessica sighed. "So," she began as if he was never there. "What brings you here?"
"A certain pregnant 17 year old girl," I replied as though being vague. She smirked. Jessica had not known Nada to be with child until two months after she arrived. Even though Nada knew Jessica, they did not speak to each other. Even the strong Jessica kept her distance from the girl. She had seen what had happened to the vampire who had tried to feed off of her. Rarely any vampires made eye contact with her, let alone talk to her. The only bold few met Nada at Madrina Macht's house.
"Oh, messenger now are we?" She sat upon the bar and smirked at me. "So is it a promotion from a guard? Or demotion?" I arched a brow, ignoring her question as I sat on a stool to ponder how we had met. Jessica had been with Jager to sign the Mayhem/Midnight treaty. Her partner had fallen in love with Nada. And then she and I tried to get Eric and Nada together, thinking that Jager would grow old of her. We had half of our plan go right, but the other side went wrong. Fatally wrong. We had killed Eric, Blaze, and got Nada stuck down in the basement for a year. All of this had happened because of us. We both seemed to remember this and we were silent.
"You want something to drink?" I turned to look at the girl behind the bar. Her hair was like a black mane that fell down her back and her skin was as pale as any vampires. I knew she was a blood bond before I could sense it.
"Uh, water I guess," I stuttered, not really used to this atmosphere. I never had someone do something for me, like getting me a drink. Jessica seemed to understand.
"That's Kaei, Jager's blood bond." I winced. I did not like the thought of how young this Kaei girl looked and how human she was, yet she was about as old as Jaguar. If I had done my New Mayhem history homework, I would be correct in saying that Kaei was the human that had almost destroyed this place. But she had set fire to Mayhem and been blood bonded to Jager. I was disgusted for a moment. "She doesn't seem to mind," she added when she saw my expression.
"Here you go." I was handed a drink and I was about to say thank you but I noticed it was quite someone else. This girl was much younger, maybe about 16 years old in looks, rather than Kaei's older appearence. Her eyes were an odd color, maybe blueish green? No, they changed to Purple. Now they were red. What was going on?
"Don't mind Rabe," Jessica assured me as Rabe smirked and continued her way by.
"How did she do that?" I asked, curious yet somewhat nervous.
"She just realized she was an Arun witch about I would say . . .four years ago? Hmm I do not remember. Kairbre, who was then Cairbre, spilled the beans on THAT one. Well, anyway, to make the long story short.. . . "
"Too late," Rabe commented as she passed by again with another drink.
"She was blood bonded to Aubrey's brother Maverick a year after she came here. Then she was changed a year or so later. "(A/N: For those who thought I was going to give Rabe away, you wish.) Jessica finished, keeping one eye on Rabe. "She kissed the undead, her worst immortal enemy before she realized what she was."
"Interesting histories around here," I commented, taking a look around the room. Then it hit me. Kairbre. That was odd. How come I had not realized it before? Silly. I had been too stupid to remember. No matter, I pushed those thoughts away from me before they could properly form.
"You bet cha. Well Lucia, it was nice speaking with you again." Jessica finished her drink and set it down next to the almost empty cup Kairbre left. Then she was gone.
Curious as to what Kairbre had been drinking, I picked up the glass and sniffed it. "Wouldn't drink that if I were you darling." I jumped and turned to see Aubrey standing there, in all his pride and glory. He knew who I was. I was Jaguar's neice. And since I knew he knew that, he could not touch me. Not unless he wanted Midnight and Mayhem to go to war. Not like that was ever going to happen.
"Hello Aubrey," I greeted him as if he were just another vampire. In my eyes he was nothing to marvel about although I admitted he was a rather attractive vampire. But Kairbre was by far more attractive and polite in my eyes. However, I had seemingly forgotten the fact that Aubrey was someone to marvel at in his turf.
"Lucia, do you know what is in that cup?" He questioned me as if it was a casual conversation, but I heard the threat laced in there. Picking up the glass, I circled the rim with my index finger.
"No, actually I don't. Why don't you be a genius and explain this highly frustrating subject to the extremely dense shape shifter?" I had purposely meant to anger him. If he actually did strike me, then it meant the treaty was over. We could get Nada back.
"Why you little . . ." His hand raised above my head and I watched it come down. It was only inches from my face when someone hit him with their mind and sent him staggering back.
"Tsk tsk Aubrey," came a feminine voice from behind me. When I turned around to see a golden eyed tiger striped hair young woman, I knew it was Risika. She had been replaced with Jager for the treaty because she had other business to attend to. Or so she said. One thing I knew was that Risika would do the complete opposite of Aubrey just to watch him simmer.
"Risika." Aubrey stated simply before leaving a moment later.(A/N: Sorry if that seemed a bit OC) I suppressed a smirk and continued to look at Risika.
"You're Jaguar's neice Lucia then?" Her voice had turned from threatening to a bit more opening. But no less protective of herself. I knew she had been through a lot over her 300 years of existence. When I nodded, she gestured to the cup. "Cyanide. Real bitch to anything but vampires. Kairbre enjoys the burning of his skin as he drinks it I suppose." When she passed by me, she added with her mind. 'Nada is really important to Midnight and New Mayhem, whether both sides want to admit it or not. You better go home while you can Tiger, because it's going to turn dirty soon. And as a relative enemy of Aubrey's, I would advise you to go home.' She had said all of this as she never even made eye contact with me.
Suppressing a shiver, I grabbed the water Rabe had given me and left the club. Whether Risika was right or wrong, I did not care. I just did not want her to be right and me not listen. I would hate for another Midnight resident to die in such a short time.
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Dun! OMG the next chapter is probably one of the most shocking yet. Well, I think it is. If you review this chapter, you get the next chapter. This one was inspired by Neveada, although I doubt she knows it. She is pretty dense. Anyway, please please please review!!
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