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Disclaimer – I might not own Blade, but I can still kidnap Deacon and keep him in my closet. hehe
Chapter 2
The car had been rolling smoothly along the paved roads of the city for close to thirty minutes now. As the city limits came closer, the woman pulled around what seemed a rather large apartment building and into an empty space. As she killed the engine she looked over to her passenger only to find ice blue eyes staring at her. She smiled as she read the emotions that played out in his eyes, something that a creature like him could have easily masked but had been made impossible with Deacon's weakness.
"I know you have many questions Deacon Frost. I will answer all of them once we have restored your strength." There was a spark of anger in his eyes; the woman could tell that he was furious that he was made to depend on someone especially when it wasn't one of his own kind. Exiting the car, the woman supported Deacon as they made their way to the complex as a faint smile still played on her lips.
When the pair entered the building there was a rather fragile looking female that seemed to appear at Deacon's side almost immediately. She kept her head bowed but Deacon could still see the small tattoo on her cheek. A spiral, adorned the woman's pale flesh and Deacon realized that the other people he saw in the building, though few, all had the same tattoo. 'Was this some sort of brand?' Deacon couldn't help but wonder about the woman who was helping him into a glass elevator and set him in a chair that had seemed to be placed there just for him. The smaller girl had entered the elevator as well and Deacon could smell the mortal blood and fear that coursed through her veins. He didn't like to be as helpless as he was, it would have been different if he was by himself but now there was someone that could control him in his state.
The woman who had brought him to this place suddenly took a step closer to the smaller girl. Their movements seemed almost fluid as the smaller girl went into the arms of the other as they now came closer to him. He looked at the woman questioningly before she grasped the small girls hair and brought her neck to his mouth. Hunger took over his senses as he drained the blood from the smaller girl, tossing her away from him he watched as the corpse struck the glass wall with a dull thud. As the red faded from his blue eyes he turned to the woman who had observed everything, he felt his strength begin to come back and he even felt himself give her a fanged smile.
"Time for some answers."
-Hehe...I love cliffhangers, don't you.-
Disclaimer – I might not own Blade, but I can still kidnap Deacon and keep him in my closet. hehe
Chapter 2
The car had been rolling smoothly along the paved roads of the city for close to thirty minutes now. As the city limits came closer, the woman pulled around what seemed a rather large apartment building and into an empty space. As she killed the engine she looked over to her passenger only to find ice blue eyes staring at her. She smiled as she read the emotions that played out in his eyes, something that a creature like him could have easily masked but had been made impossible with Deacon's weakness.
"I know you have many questions Deacon Frost. I will answer all of them once we have restored your strength." There was a spark of anger in his eyes; the woman could tell that he was furious that he was made to depend on someone especially when it wasn't one of his own kind. Exiting the car, the woman supported Deacon as they made their way to the complex as a faint smile still played on her lips.
When the pair entered the building there was a rather fragile looking female that seemed to appear at Deacon's side almost immediately. She kept her head bowed but Deacon could still see the small tattoo on her cheek. A spiral, adorned the woman's pale flesh and Deacon realized that the other people he saw in the building, though few, all had the same tattoo. 'Was this some sort of brand?' Deacon couldn't help but wonder about the woman who was helping him into a glass elevator and set him in a chair that had seemed to be placed there just for him. The smaller girl had entered the elevator as well and Deacon could smell the mortal blood and fear that coursed through her veins. He didn't like to be as helpless as he was, it would have been different if he was by himself but now there was someone that could control him in his state.
The woman who had brought him to this place suddenly took a step closer to the smaller girl. Their movements seemed almost fluid as the smaller girl went into the arms of the other as they now came closer to him. He looked at the woman questioningly before she grasped the small girls hair and brought her neck to his mouth. Hunger took over his senses as he drained the blood from the smaller girl, tossing her away from him he watched as the corpse struck the glass wall with a dull thud. As the red faded from his blue eyes he turned to the woman who had observed everything, he felt his strength begin to come back and he even felt himself give her a fanged smile.
"Time for some answers."
-Hehe...I love cliffhangers, don't you.-