Thanks to Practikal Magik- forever a loyal friend.
Drink is the curse and saviour of humanity
The wine glass shattered into a thousand pieces on the wooden planked flooring that lay beneath her feet. Small rivulets of cherry coloured liquid ran down between the planks and dispersed from beneath the sharp cut shards. She stepped back away from the mess her hand to her mouth, mascara'd eyes wide. "Opps." She whispered as a ferocious looking barman came passed her bending over the mess. She retreated again this time tripping over the barstool that had originally wobbled to cause the accident.
She stumbled hastily grabbing a bleach blonde haired young man's posh navy shirt to stay upright. His expression of minor disgust and abhorrence to her was survice to make her see the humour in the unfortunate series of events. She giggled inanely pulling away from him and almost falling out of the bar where she was joined a second later by an equally giggly friend. Supporting each other they turned to hobble down the street when the friend remembered a purse and hurried back falling over the very same stool that the former had earlier. This naturally caused another bout of severe giggling.
The former then turned her back to her friend stretching out her arms to the welcome embrace of the night smiling like a madwomen. She absorbed the moment for a second before turning back to her friend who was stumbling out singing a faded pop song from many years past. The former joined her once again both supported each other as the hobbled in black stilettos down the street laughing and singing.
They did not, and could not if they had wanted to, walk far. The end of the road held a sign with 'Black Dreams' displayed and a picture of a black flower underneath. They reached the bouncers with little falling over and bad singing. Knowing the pair the bouncers merely raised their eyebrows before letting them pass (fall) in.
The pair grabbing each others arms for security descended the stairs with little difficulty until they reached the bottom both assuming in the blackness that there was still a step to take and falling, both, onto the hard concrete which was in place of the extra step. Strong arms gripped round her waist and pulled her into an upright position her feet not, even with the inch heals, reaching the floor. The arms were fastened around her waist pressing her body tight against the offender's.
She brought her gaze up to his smiling coyly through straw shoulder-length blonde hair. He, in his turn, looked distinctly unimpressed. She smiled at him naturally and threw her arms around him neck holding him tightly to her. His body was taut as he remained unresponsive to the girl. She felt him moving beneath her and raised her head from his shoulder to see him carrying her to a darkened corner.
She saw her friend being manhandled in the same way by two males who were evidently enjoying her stupor. The girl frowned but could not think on such matters for long when she was being carried in such a way. She felt her carrier's grip loosening around her and she slid down him so her feet could support her weight. She wobbled slightly before being pushed down into a low booth which had been the carrier's destination.
The booth was already occupied by one girl who sat sulkily in a corner playing with any guy that spotted her by look and mouthing, a short young looking boy of fifteen who was wearing a black hoodie with the logo SLIPKNOT blazed on the front and smoking, and a sarcastic looking male of nineteen-ish years who slouched and grinned meanly at the drunk girl. A small push in the back prompted her to sit down which she did more heavily than she intended too and she moved along to make space for her carrier and the three arriving.
Her carrier lightly placed his arm around her waist as they shuffled the remaining inches to allow the others on. She smiled up at him before turning to check on her friend who was sat in between the two males who had carried her. Both were smiling at each other with mischief in their eyes.
"Eternity, drunk I see. I never will understand the need for humans to kill themselves. I am more than happy to do it without even charging." The aforementioned sarcastic prick said slurring slightly and almost leering as he sat up straight and drank from his iced sparkling water. The girl, who is now known as Eternity, wriggled slightly uncomfortably in her seat now less merry with the drink than a second before.
"Leave her be, Carthage, she's just having fun." Eternity's carrier reproached coldly the attacker named Carthage Prinze. In thanks Eternity leant her head on her defender's shoulder peacefully smiling happy with the world once more. Her defender being Valerio Pazler, a male witch who's calm control with an underlying hint of savagery led to a feeling of respect from even the most arrogant of vampires and therefore his position as the Daybreak squad leader.
The groups eyes has instantly fallen to the floor at the clash of the titans except the teenager in the hoodie who was fixed on cigarette he was holding with interest. "You know I never would have smoked before I was cha-" He was cut off by a group sigh and rolling of eyes but he doggedly continued as soon as their attention dwindled a second later "But now it really doesn't matter any more."
Valerio, the leader, looked with annoyance at Carthage, the rebel vampire, "Did you have to introduce him to that filthy habit?" He asked with distinct disgust as the smoke wafted near him and his partner.
"He's just having fun" Carthage said impersonating Valerio with a twisted grin. "Anyway I didn't know he'd be such a fucking wanker about it." Eternity looked over worried about an offended Ollie, the young vampire smoker, but he was once more absorbed in his cigarette. She laughed to herself and lay her head back against the headrest, still giddy from the drink.
The pulse of the music penetrated her soul and she felt her foot tapping against the cold concerete floor as the base came louder. The flashing lights of red, blue, purple, pink, violet, silver intermixed with the pulsing base and rifts beckoned to her from across the room. "Hayley you want to dance?" She asked her also drunk friend, but Hayley was too interested in a drink of the mischievous guys had bought her to care. She sulked her foot tapping harder and the desire became stronger.
"I'll dance." The sultry tones of Holly came to her from across the table. Eternity looked mildly surprised; as a rule Holly didn't so anything so degrading but perhaps she just wanted to have a bite to eat. Eternity nodded and climbed up the edge of their booth. She jumped onto the other side just as her hand was grasped. She looked back to see Valerio holding her hand and looking unemotionally at her. He squeezed her hand lightly before letting it drop and turning back to the others, all the while keeping the same deadpan expression.
Eternity turned to the dance floor and Holly who was looking at her as if she were the lowest form of scum. Holly had been gagging for Valerio for at least a year before Eternity had come on the scene. But Valerio had politely ignored any advances made as far as Eternity could see. Beside the point according to her sources Holly had gone for Carthage before Valerio but he had turned her down point blank. He had naturally been her first choice, as vampires prefer vampires.
They joined just as a song that everyone knew and chanted the chorus too slipped over the sound system. Eternity joined in with a friendly looking boy and began screaming the words and jumping about like everyone else. Holly just stood there and looked to die for.
Quickly the beat changed into a higher velocity and cheers sounded as the melody kicked in. Hungry vampires, drunk humans and horny shifters all joined to one pulse of the music.
After an uncountable amount of time, the alcohol had messed with any mental clock she held, a tap came on her shoulder. Stopping dancing with the shifter she had been dancing with she turned to see Starkers, one of the mischievous two from earlier, who looked rather flustered. He smiled briefly at her dance partner showing his fangs which made the shifter run pretty fast tail between legs before tugging her forwards.
"We're leaving, darling, just thought I'd ask you to join us." He commented dragging her forcedly towards the toilets. She saw Wellies at the door looking almost anxious if he was capable of that emotion. His shifter nose kept flickering like the dog he was. Starkers sped up as they reached the toilet door where Wellies was waiting.
Eternity who had just regained her self-awareness, although not all of it, yanked her arm back from Starkers almost wrenching free from his grasp. He stopped for a second as if puzzled before yanking back, throwing her off her feet forwards so she found herself in front of him. He smiled at her as if to say 'problem solved' and dragged her onwards into the males toilets. She closed her eyes on entrance and called out for an explanation.
All the answer she got was two arms picking her up and carrying her. With her free arm she hit at the offender her other still covered her eyes. She opened them to the cold black of the night as a rush of cold air hit her and her carrier. She shivered involuntarily and looked round searching for a light to see by. The only one she found was the harsh light of the toilets in the club behind which framed her carriers face making it impossible to see him properly. She couldn't even tell if it was a vampire or witch. She saw Wellies and Starkers troop out the toilet as a sudden panic hit her.
Who was it?
She would have known had it been Valerio, his clone, his clothes, his ... perfection. No whoever this was was coarser and unpleasant. His clone was a 'real' man's clone. It was too tall to be Ollie so that must mean...
"Let me down now!" Eternity cried out as the vampire let out a laugh. He dropped her instantly and she landed in a heap on the floor. Behind him Wellies and Starkers were sniggering. The door behind them opened sharply and the figure of her drunk friend Hayley fell into the alleyway. Wellies caught her as she fell and she looked dazedly up at him with a mindless grin.
"I always liked you." She slurred slightly putting on a posh upper class accent. Wellies raised an eyebrow before sweeping her off her feet and starting down the alleyway followed by a mirthful Starker.
"Coming milady?" Carthage mockingly asked her whilst bowing to her with chivalrous grace. She grimaced and stumbled to her feet wavering slightly until his finely muscled tanned arm pulled her up to his body. His cold touch made her shiver against the soft summer's breeze. Suddenly very sober in mind she walked as straight and unwaveringly as she could down the street, his arm barely used to keep her upright.
Time seemed to slow to the speed of a gay summer's walk It seemed more than half an hour before they reached the end of the dark, rain wet back alley. When they reached the end of the quiet alleyway and were forced to enter the neon lighted, rushing, busy street it seemed for a slip second, in one of those uncensored pure desired irrational thoughts to be a shame to Eternity. But she quickly squashed the rebellious thought and released herself of Carthage's grip.
Her eyes, now loose, searched instantly for Valerio but his face was not in the crowd they found themselves now a part of. "Where's Palzer?" Carthage asked calmly as ever also noticing Valerio's absence but for different reasons. Hayley hiccuped and stumbled to the edge of the road choking up sick as she did. The vampires looked away in disgust.
"Still inside." Starkers informed him looking gravely up at the sign 'Black Dreams' with almost concern. Carthage smirked and clicked his tongue. Eternity's eyes widened and her body instantly started towards the club, but strong arms wrapped around her waist, holding her tight. She froze in hope as the door swung open once more, but only Holly came out looking very grave.
"Boss." She nodded to Carthage who raised an eyebrow at her ripped shirt revealing a laced red bra. She raised one back and air kissed. Eternity who had turned to see what news Holly had brought noticed her captor, Starkers, and his friend Wellies both panting like dogs at a bitch in heat at the mere sight of Holly's breasts.
"Where's Palzer?" Carthage asked looking totally blank to her and his team's agog. Holly adjusted her top concealing a bit more of her healthily cleavage but not much before turning to look up at Carthage with her ruby red eyes and soot-like eyelashes.
"After Hellfire came in-" Eternity drew her breath sharply and stood up straight. Her hand clasped at the shirt of Starkers and she shivered. Hellfire and Valerio in the club with no backup? Holly shot Eternity a look of disgust "We got separated. He had about twenty cronies. I am lucky to be out." She gave Carthage a look clearly saying 'you should be grateful for me being alive' which he clearly ignored.
The door burst open from behind them and the black clothed figure of Ollie came stumbling out. His mouse brown shortish hair was matted in blood, his hands were covered in the red liquid and he held them in front of him like they were alien to him. His mouth was open and his face showed only absolute horror.
"They... They killed him. Valerio. He's dead."
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