Nathaniel glanced over to the back seat of his car. There Prowler was
curled up sound asleep. She growled a bit as she slept. It was almost
sunrise and he had been driving all night. As he continued on he glanced
once more at her. She looked so much like her mother, Kalima, a witch and
slave of Jaguar. Kalima was a stunning women with raven hair down to her
ankles, deep green eyes that entranced many of his kind and golden skin
given to her by the rays of her long ago island homeland. She was exotic,
beautiful and deadly. Long ago before Jaguars new Midnight opened, Kalima
was by Jaguars side, she seemed loyal and deeply in love with him. She was
the perfect servant, slave and lover that any vampire could have. Of course
all of it was pure deception. Was it Daryl, no, maybe Gabriel, it was one
of them that discovered the truth. Kalima was an assassin, who was employed
and paid handsomely to gain Jaguars trust over the years to get him so
close she could kill him with ease. But by then exposing her was too
complicated. Using an ancient spell she had stolen from another witch she
and that fool, Jaguar, had a baby, Prowler. Gabriel decided to tell Jaguar,
it was only after a few days after Prowlers birth. After that things went
down hill. In the end Prowler was given up for adoption. Jaguar went off to
work on rebuilding midnight and Kalima, Kalima was executed. He, he killed
Kalima, a prize jewel of the vampire world and now he was here, driving her
daughter to Midnight. God, what was he doing?
"Hey" muttered a voice, Prowler had woke up. "Hey" she said again. Nathaniel turned around and saw Prowler looking paled and tired. She seemed a bit angry but it was apparent she had no energy in her at the moment to start arguing with him or be a pain in the ass.
"Good morning Prowler, did you sleep well?" he asked trying to sound concerned. She looked at him and grinned. She sat back and put on her seat belt. She didn't feel like answering his questions. She was trying to get back at him for the silent treatment he gave her the night before at the teahouse. They drove along in silence, though at one point once or twice they were pointing out things to each other. A random hawk gliding through the sky. Cows grazing lazily in a meadow. Little streams flowing down mountainsides looking like miniature water falls.
Nathaniel pulled over for gas at his usual gas station. As he filled up the tank Prowler headed to pick up some snacks. He paid the cashier and waited patiently in the car. About a half hour later entered Prowler, slipping into the front passenger seat. "Did you miss me?" she questioned. Nathaniel looked violently at her and started up the car and sped down the road.
"What did you buy and where is my change?" asked Nathaniel.
'Oh um stuff, candy, chips, soda the usual and look I bought a little leather back pack to put it in" she answered showing his a black leather back pack and smiling at him. He turned away and kept his eyes on the road. He was beginning to get attached to her.
As Prowler went back to looking out the window, she felt unhappy for a moment. She was beginning to miss her home. Sure it was nice to see the countryside and all but as the rappers on MTV say, you can take me out the streets but you can't take the streets out of me. If she were home right now, G money and Franc, the drug dealers in the apartment across the street would be having their building raided. Kids would be playing in the streets and a drive by would have gone down on the corner. She sat back and looked at Nathaniel. She still hated him but when this was all over, he's a dead man.
It was already getting dark as they approached the gates of Midnight. Slowly they came up to the gates and went through them. He waited for her to shiver from the invisible shield that surrounded midnight as all he had brought here had done. "Hmm" she mumbled bored and unhappily. Nathaniel looked at her surprised. "What?" she asked.
"Didn't you feel anything as we went through the gates?"
"No" she answered. She went back to looking out the window. Nathaniel pulled up to the doors of Midnight. "Okay. This is it. Listen to me Prowler. From this point on say no words to me. Listen. There are some things you must know. Speak only to your master. Don't even speak to others of my kind, don't even speak to others of your kind, there's a possibility that one of them may be this killer you're paid to lure into the open. Don't hit back, if you're beaten. Do as your ordered. If anything doesn't feel right, there's a vampire named Jaguar, go to him immediately." He paused and looked into her eyes, there was vagueness within it "You didn't listen to one word I said did you?"
She smiled. Nathaniel gave her a strict menacing look. Of course that didn't faze her. She was use to adults getting pissed off at her. The police. Teachers. The Sanitation Department. Rent-a-cops. It's all good. She watched as Nathaniel got out of the car. She followed his lead. Grabbing her bag she followed him into the building.
Waiting for then was a deep golden tanned male, with long black hair. He was dressed fully in black leather with a whip at his side. He gazed at her, looking her over. "This is her," he said coolly with no emotion in his voice. Nathaniel held her close. "On your knees" Nathaniel then commanded. She obeyed. " My name is Jaguar, and your name must be Prowler," said the man. "Thank you Nathaniel, that will be all" Nathaniel took one last look at her then left. Minutes began to past. She remained on her knees and Jaguar leaned against a wall and looked off into a hallway. "You can go now, there's the hall way, it should lead you to the kitchen. Get something to eat and wait till one of your roommates come for you," he said suddenly not even taking his eyes off the dimly lit hallway. She obeyed and left the room.
Jaguar sighed. This was bringing back old memories. But he knew that whoever this killer was in his building would be attracted to her. All the murders in the last few months were all of very beautiful girls. Girls who he loved like his own daughter. Girls who he found butchered, tortured and broken. And now his own flesh and blood was to be used as bait for this evil murderer. Why did he even listen to Gabriel? This was wrong. He refused this to get to him. He was hungry now. Quickly he ran off to find a quick snack.
"Hey" muttered a voice, Prowler had woke up. "Hey" she said again. Nathaniel turned around and saw Prowler looking paled and tired. She seemed a bit angry but it was apparent she had no energy in her at the moment to start arguing with him or be a pain in the ass.
"Good morning Prowler, did you sleep well?" he asked trying to sound concerned. She looked at him and grinned. She sat back and put on her seat belt. She didn't feel like answering his questions. She was trying to get back at him for the silent treatment he gave her the night before at the teahouse. They drove along in silence, though at one point once or twice they were pointing out things to each other. A random hawk gliding through the sky. Cows grazing lazily in a meadow. Little streams flowing down mountainsides looking like miniature water falls.
Nathaniel pulled over for gas at his usual gas station. As he filled up the tank Prowler headed to pick up some snacks. He paid the cashier and waited patiently in the car. About a half hour later entered Prowler, slipping into the front passenger seat. "Did you miss me?" she questioned. Nathaniel looked violently at her and started up the car and sped down the road.
"What did you buy and where is my change?" asked Nathaniel.
'Oh um stuff, candy, chips, soda the usual and look I bought a little leather back pack to put it in" she answered showing his a black leather back pack and smiling at him. He turned away and kept his eyes on the road. He was beginning to get attached to her.
As Prowler went back to looking out the window, she felt unhappy for a moment. She was beginning to miss her home. Sure it was nice to see the countryside and all but as the rappers on MTV say, you can take me out the streets but you can't take the streets out of me. If she were home right now, G money and Franc, the drug dealers in the apartment across the street would be having their building raided. Kids would be playing in the streets and a drive by would have gone down on the corner. She sat back and looked at Nathaniel. She still hated him but when this was all over, he's a dead man.
It was already getting dark as they approached the gates of Midnight. Slowly they came up to the gates and went through them. He waited for her to shiver from the invisible shield that surrounded midnight as all he had brought here had done. "Hmm" she mumbled bored and unhappily. Nathaniel looked at her surprised. "What?" she asked.
"Didn't you feel anything as we went through the gates?"
"No" she answered. She went back to looking out the window. Nathaniel pulled up to the doors of Midnight. "Okay. This is it. Listen to me Prowler. From this point on say no words to me. Listen. There are some things you must know. Speak only to your master. Don't even speak to others of my kind, don't even speak to others of your kind, there's a possibility that one of them may be this killer you're paid to lure into the open. Don't hit back, if you're beaten. Do as your ordered. If anything doesn't feel right, there's a vampire named Jaguar, go to him immediately." He paused and looked into her eyes, there was vagueness within it "You didn't listen to one word I said did you?"
She smiled. Nathaniel gave her a strict menacing look. Of course that didn't faze her. She was use to adults getting pissed off at her. The police. Teachers. The Sanitation Department. Rent-a-cops. It's all good. She watched as Nathaniel got out of the car. She followed his lead. Grabbing her bag she followed him into the building.
Waiting for then was a deep golden tanned male, with long black hair. He was dressed fully in black leather with a whip at his side. He gazed at her, looking her over. "This is her," he said coolly with no emotion in his voice. Nathaniel held her close. "On your knees" Nathaniel then commanded. She obeyed. " My name is Jaguar, and your name must be Prowler," said the man. "Thank you Nathaniel, that will be all" Nathaniel took one last look at her then left. Minutes began to past. She remained on her knees and Jaguar leaned against a wall and looked off into a hallway. "You can go now, there's the hall way, it should lead you to the kitchen. Get something to eat and wait till one of your roommates come for you," he said suddenly not even taking his eyes off the dimly lit hallway. She obeyed and left the room.
Jaguar sighed. This was bringing back old memories. But he knew that whoever this killer was in his building would be attracted to her. All the murders in the last few months were all of very beautiful girls. Girls who he loved like his own daughter. Girls who he found butchered, tortured and broken. And now his own flesh and blood was to be used as bait for this evil murderer. Why did he even listen to Gabriel? This was wrong. He refused this to get to him. He was hungry now. Quickly he ran off to find a quick snack.
