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Chapter 2
Hunter Redfern stood in front of the old mahogany fire place, he looked exhausted. "Timmy, Timmy, Timmy. You are too young to understand. Circle Daybreak is getting more powerful by the day, soon enough they'll be running the Night World. And I'm not getting any younger.. Though I'm not getting any older, plus I don't get wrinkles and I'll never die.." Hunter trailed off. "The point is Timmy, we need to find a way to get into that mansion."
Timmy sat on the black leather recliner looking through a car magazine. He wasn't really interested in the cars, he was more into looking at all the hot girls in bikinis leaning over the cars. Hunter continued to look around the room for inspiration. His gaze rested on Timmy. "You!"
Timmy was so startled by the interruption of his perving, he almost fell out of his chair. "What!?"
"You!" Hunter continued with growing excitement, "You are going to be the newest member at the Circle Daybreak Mansion!"
"What?! No way, it'll totally ruin my rep." Timmy said bewildered.
"Oh it's perfect!" Hunter cried, "I'm a genius! YOU go in there and find out everything you can and then report back to ME." Hunter was over the moon with his plan and couldn't stop grinning. "I mean who would suspect a little kid to be working on the dark side."
"Hey!" Timmy exploded, "I'm NOT a LITTLE KID! You know, I'm almost 18 years old! I can do what I want, when I want, and you can't stop me!"
"Oh GROW UP!" Hunter snarled. Timmy shot him a deadly look. "Oh right," Hunter smiled. "Well then at least act your age!"
Timmy threw his magazine across the room, "I hate you!" he screamed and ran upstairs to his bedroom.
"Well, that was a nice healthy outburst. I'm happy to know that I'm wasting a small fortune on your therapy just so you can tell me you hate me," Hunter called sarcastically up the stair way, Timmy's door slammed shut loudly. "I may as well eat your therapist then, good for nothing..." he trailed off. "Well, while you're up in that pig sty HATING me, why don't you clean up a bit so you don't get lost in there again." Hunter said in his most parental voice.
"I'm too busy hating you to do anything!" Timmy yelled in a sing song voice from behind his door.
Hunter's lips tightened into a scowl, "Well you can HATE and CLEAN at the same time! And while you're at it, get rid of those damn Playboys underneath your bed, your too young."
"Still hating you!" Timmy screeched.
"Ugh, teenage toddlers," Hunter muttered.
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Rashel stood in her room with a towel wrapped around her. She had hoped that a long bath would calm her down after this mornings events, but she was still in shock. She was just standing there lost in thought, when a pair of hands covered her eyes. Rashel instantly elbowed the intruder in the stomach. She turned to find Quinn squirming on the floor, "I know you're still mad at me, but there's no need to be so rough."
Rashel ran over to Quinn and helped him up, "Oh baby, I'm so sorry. You just caught me off guard that's all."
Quinn rubbed his ribs, "Seems like you were pretty ON guard to me."
Rashel walked into her wardrobe and started to dress, she couldn't bear to look at Quinn. She didn't know what would happen if he ever found out about her and Ash. Tell him or not tell him. She was torn, she had to work this thing out with Ash, and soon. She didn't know how long she could go on for.
"I'm really sorry I couldn't go to the party last night, but you know I had to fly out for Thierry. But I caught the earliest flight back this morning so we could spend some time together." Quinn called out. "So how was the party last night? I know you don't have much fun with out me at those things. But if you give it time you'll soon connect with someone there."
"I connected all right," Rashel muttered under her breath. She was still trying to find a top that would match her black pants.
"So where were you this morning? I came to your bedroom a few hours ago to give you breakfast in bed, but you weren't there. Who were you with?" Quinn asked trying to sound casual.
"Ash," Rashel said without thinking, she slapped herself in the forehead.
"What?" Quinn called out.
"Ashually, I uh went for a run this morning. To uh clear my head a bit. You know I hate it when we fight." Rashel quickly tried to cover up. She emerged from the wardrobe fully dressed. "I'm so glad your back," she said and quickly kissed him so he wouldn't ask any more questions.
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"Poppy! Get out of bed dammit! I know your not dieing." James walked around the big four post bed, trying to get Poppy to face him. Poppy kept rolling away from him. She had felt very neglected by him lately and know she was just craving attention.
"James I can't see you. Where are you? It's so dark, where am I?" Poppy groaned.
James reached over and shook her by the shoulders, "Look you fooled me once with this whole dieing act to get my attention, it's not gonna work a second time!"
"Is that you James? You sound so far away." Poppy pretended to faint.
"Poppy, I'm gonna tell you this one more time and then I'm leaving. YOU'R a VAMPIRE," he said slowly. "And vampires don't get sick!" He screamed. Poppy stayed unconscious but opened one eye just in time to see James leave. She growled and threw a pillow at the door.
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James walked down the hallway of the mansion frustrated with poppy's little acts. He stopped at Phillips door and knocked. "Phillip, open up! It's James. We need to have a talk about Poppy."
Phillip opened the door slowly and stuck his head out. He looked up and down the hallway to make sure that no one was around and then let James in. As soon as the door was shut Phillip hugged James. "Oh, I missed you a lot."
"I missed you even more," James purred. The hug broke and Phillip went over to get some tea that had been brought up. James gave Phillip a light slap on the butt, "You are so hot."
Phillip poured out the tea. "So what's this thing with Poppy? Trying to make out she's dieing again?"
"Yeah, she really needs to get a new hobby." James took a sip of his tea, "Look pookie bear, I think it's time we had a talk about what we're going to tell Poppy. I mean I can't go on living this lie anymore. It just kills me that I can't be with you." James caught Phillips hand and held it to his chest.
Phillip turned away and put his hand to his fore head very dramatic like. "I know, it's hard. But she's still my sister and as long as she's alive I don't think that we can ever be together."
James paused and thought. "What if she's not alive."
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Chapter 2
Hunter Redfern stood in front of the old mahogany fire place, he looked exhausted. "Timmy, Timmy, Timmy. You are too young to understand. Circle Daybreak is getting more powerful by the day, soon enough they'll be running the Night World. And I'm not getting any younger.. Though I'm not getting any older, plus I don't get wrinkles and I'll never die.." Hunter trailed off. "The point is Timmy, we need to find a way to get into that mansion."
Timmy sat on the black leather recliner looking through a car magazine. He wasn't really interested in the cars, he was more into looking at all the hot girls in bikinis leaning over the cars. Hunter continued to look around the room for inspiration. His gaze rested on Timmy. "You!"
Timmy was so startled by the interruption of his perving, he almost fell out of his chair. "What!?"
"You!" Hunter continued with growing excitement, "You are going to be the newest member at the Circle Daybreak Mansion!"
"What?! No way, it'll totally ruin my rep." Timmy said bewildered.
"Oh it's perfect!" Hunter cried, "I'm a genius! YOU go in there and find out everything you can and then report back to ME." Hunter was over the moon with his plan and couldn't stop grinning. "I mean who would suspect a little kid to be working on the dark side."
"Hey!" Timmy exploded, "I'm NOT a LITTLE KID! You know, I'm almost 18 years old! I can do what I want, when I want, and you can't stop me!"
"Oh GROW UP!" Hunter snarled. Timmy shot him a deadly look. "Oh right," Hunter smiled. "Well then at least act your age!"
Timmy threw his magazine across the room, "I hate you!" he screamed and ran upstairs to his bedroom.
"Well, that was a nice healthy outburst. I'm happy to know that I'm wasting a small fortune on your therapy just so you can tell me you hate me," Hunter called sarcastically up the stair way, Timmy's door slammed shut loudly. "I may as well eat your therapist then, good for nothing..." he trailed off. "Well, while you're up in that pig sty HATING me, why don't you clean up a bit so you don't get lost in there again." Hunter said in his most parental voice.
"I'm too busy hating you to do anything!" Timmy yelled in a sing song voice from behind his door.
Hunter's lips tightened into a scowl, "Well you can HATE and CLEAN at the same time! And while you're at it, get rid of those damn Playboys underneath your bed, your too young."
"Still hating you!" Timmy screeched.
"Ugh, teenage toddlers," Hunter muttered.
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Rashel stood in her room with a towel wrapped around her. She had hoped that a long bath would calm her down after this mornings events, but she was still in shock. She was just standing there lost in thought, when a pair of hands covered her eyes. Rashel instantly elbowed the intruder in the stomach. She turned to find Quinn squirming on the floor, "I know you're still mad at me, but there's no need to be so rough."
Rashel ran over to Quinn and helped him up, "Oh baby, I'm so sorry. You just caught me off guard that's all."
Quinn rubbed his ribs, "Seems like you were pretty ON guard to me."
Rashel walked into her wardrobe and started to dress, she couldn't bear to look at Quinn. She didn't know what would happen if he ever found out about her and Ash. Tell him or not tell him. She was torn, she had to work this thing out with Ash, and soon. She didn't know how long she could go on for.
"I'm really sorry I couldn't go to the party last night, but you know I had to fly out for Thierry. But I caught the earliest flight back this morning so we could spend some time together." Quinn called out. "So how was the party last night? I know you don't have much fun with out me at those things. But if you give it time you'll soon connect with someone there."
"I connected all right," Rashel muttered under her breath. She was still trying to find a top that would match her black pants.
"So where were you this morning? I came to your bedroom a few hours ago to give you breakfast in bed, but you weren't there. Who were you with?" Quinn asked trying to sound casual.
"Ash," Rashel said without thinking, she slapped herself in the forehead.
"What?" Quinn called out.
"Ashually, I uh went for a run this morning. To uh clear my head a bit. You know I hate it when we fight." Rashel quickly tried to cover up. She emerged from the wardrobe fully dressed. "I'm so glad your back," she said and quickly kissed him so he wouldn't ask any more questions.
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"Poppy! Get out of bed dammit! I know your not dieing." James walked around the big four post bed, trying to get Poppy to face him. Poppy kept rolling away from him. She had felt very neglected by him lately and know she was just craving attention.
"James I can't see you. Where are you? It's so dark, where am I?" Poppy groaned.
James reached over and shook her by the shoulders, "Look you fooled me once with this whole dieing act to get my attention, it's not gonna work a second time!"
"Is that you James? You sound so far away." Poppy pretended to faint.
"Poppy, I'm gonna tell you this one more time and then I'm leaving. YOU'R a VAMPIRE," he said slowly. "And vampires don't get sick!" He screamed. Poppy stayed unconscious but opened one eye just in time to see James leave. She growled and threw a pillow at the door.
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James walked down the hallway of the mansion frustrated with poppy's little acts. He stopped at Phillips door and knocked. "Phillip, open up! It's James. We need to have a talk about Poppy."
Phillip opened the door slowly and stuck his head out. He looked up and down the hallway to make sure that no one was around and then let James in. As soon as the door was shut Phillip hugged James. "Oh, I missed you a lot."
"I missed you even more," James purred. The hug broke and Phillip went over to get some tea that had been brought up. James gave Phillip a light slap on the butt, "You are so hot."
Phillip poured out the tea. "So what's this thing with Poppy? Trying to make out she's dieing again?"
"Yeah, she really needs to get a new hobby." James took a sip of his tea, "Look pookie bear, I think it's time we had a talk about what we're going to tell Poppy. I mean I can't go on living this lie anymore. It just kills me that I can't be with you." James caught Phillips hand and held it to his chest.
Phillip turned away and put his hand to his fore head very dramatic like. "I know, it's hard. But she's still my sister and as long as she's alive I don't think that we can ever be together."
James paused and thought. "What if she's not alive."
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