Authors note: I am so sry for not updating in sooooooo long. I've just been
so busy with school and my boyfriend then my friends then writers block
then when I finally finish a chapter to put up my dad crashes my computer
so I have to use my parents computer. GGGRRREEEAAATTT!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own blade just Kira and Eric
When we got back to the warehouse. We pulled into the garage and I saw the most amazing motorcycle I have ever seen. It may be a Yamaha but still it looked SWEET!!! All black with a red skull on the seat and the handles were red it was so sweet. At the time I didn't even notice Eric was working on it I was just looking at the sweet ride.
I walked over to the motorcycle and touched the seat. "HEY WATCH IT!!!!" Eric yelled
"Oops sorry was that your hand?" I said sarcastically
"Yes and I expect an apology!" He said rubbing his red swollen hand
"Sorry..." I began
"Its ok..."
"I thought it was your head." I said walking over to the kitchen. He glared at me and picked up the blow torch and mumbled "Bitch" Then went to work I sat down at the table. There was a helmet on it all black with a red skull on it to match my motorbike. I picked it up gently and tried it on. It fits I thought.
"Surprised?" Blade said while walking over to a cabinet and put his weapons away.
"How'd you know my size?" I said taking off the helmet. I noticed my hair was a mess so I ran my fingers through my hair to put it back to normal.
"We guessed." Blade smirked and walked over to the blood cabinet and threw me a pouch of blood.
"Thanx." I said ripping the pouch open then drinking the blood. Eric came up and picked up a rag and attempted to wipe his hands clean.
"Wash your hands with soap and water." I said referring to Eric's way of cleaning. He glared at me and kept trying to rid his hands of grease.
"Or are you scared of being clean?" That was it I pushed way to many buttons in one minute.
"Why do you have to be so bitchy all the time? You know two can play at that game I could just stop fixing up that bike and leave you to walk and maybe get killed!!!!" He was furious, but he kinda looked cute that way. I smirked put the pouch in the trash and licked my mouth clean of blood.
"Fine I don't care. I'll just fix it up my self. I've been fixing and building bikes all my life." I said walking down toward the bike. Eric took aback.
"Wait a girl that is even remotely interested in bikes. This is weird." I turned around and said:
"What you don't think I can do it. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm useless." I turned back around picked up a wrench and started to work on the motorcycle. Eric picked up the blowtorch once more and started to work beside me. Blade on the other hand got up and went to his room for some well deserved sleep.
Around 4 in the afternoon the next day
Blade awoke to the sounds of cheering from the garage. Blade got of bed and walked out of his room with his hands behind his back. The sounds were coming from Eric and I and the motorcycle was running.
"We did it!" I got off the motorcycle and hugged each other. Blade made a little cough so we knew he was in the room. We immediately took a step back from each other.
"I thought you two were enemies." Blade raised an eyebrow at us
"Well....umm we realized how alike we really are and..."I began
"And we decided to be friends." Eric finished
"It looks like more than friends to me." Blade smirked
"Very funny Blade." Blade walked to the kitchen and grabbed some cereal even know he doesn't need it, I grabbed two blood packs, and Eric grabbed some toast and soda. Blade and I sat at the table while Eric sat in front of the T.V watching some motorcycle show. I was watching it from a distance.
"So you and Eric huh." Blade said eating his cereal
"No we're just friends." I said drinking my second pack of blood
"Right." I threw a rag at him and he caught it in mid air
"So you know anymore parties that we can crash?" I said sharpening my weapons
"Yea there's one on Third Street." Blade finished his cereal and put it in the sink
"Cool I'll meet there I'm going to a friends house." I grabbed all my weapons, jumped on my motorcycle and left. I hope he doesn't follow me I thought as I rode down the street.
The club
As usual Kira, myself, was a perfect vampire and Blade well you know standing there all serious like and so yea. I started to get tired of dancing and sat at the bar. The bartender came up to me and said:
"What ya want chikie?"
"Get me a bloody margarita."
"That's a very strong drink little chikie."
"I know. Get me a bloody margarita now." I started to get very irritated with this guy. The bartender obviously knew who I was because right when I said that he yelled:
"DAYWALKER!!!!!" Everyone screamed and started running in different directions and the guards ran straight for me. Blade and I started shot in all directs. I shot the bartender first of course. Immediately most of them broke off and went for Blade I was left with only 20 guards. Blade got at least 30 guards. I broke out my studded gloves and smiled. Two of my guards ran out the door and at least half of them looked scared to death. Blade of course didn't waste any time. He already dusted at least half of them. Then I got started. One at a time came at me at first then they got smart. Five at a time started comin at me. One seemed to get a hold of my favorite knife. Shit I focused most of my attention on him. I could tell he didn't know how to use it but he's still dangerous. I went into my belt and got some spinning knives and through them straight at the other guards so I wouldn't have to worry about them. The only one left was the one with my knife. I smirked and he dropped the knife and ran out to meet the sun.
"Coward" I picked up my knife
"Took you long enough." Blade was sitting at the bar
"You could've helped out." I started to put my knife away "Ow shit!" I cut my stomach deep by accident. Shit I fell to the ground at the sight of my own blood. Blade rushed toward me.
"Are you ok?" Blade took the knife away from me and looked at the wound.
"I'm fine."
"No your not." He ripped his cloak and wrapped it around my wound and gave me some Tylenol
"You know I heal really fast."
"I know but this will make you heal faster." He noticed my ring on my left hand. "Where did you get that?"
"Get what?"
"That ring."
"Oh my foster parents told me that my mother wanted me to have it when I turned 13 but they decided since I was very smart and mature, and lets not forget strong, for my age that they gave it to me when I was only 8."
"What was your mother's name?"
"Karen Jenson. Why?"
Disclaimer: I don't own blade just Kira and Eric
When we got back to the warehouse. We pulled into the garage and I saw the most amazing motorcycle I have ever seen. It may be a Yamaha but still it looked SWEET!!! All black with a red skull on the seat and the handles were red it was so sweet. At the time I didn't even notice Eric was working on it I was just looking at the sweet ride.
I walked over to the motorcycle and touched the seat. "HEY WATCH IT!!!!" Eric yelled
"Oops sorry was that your hand?" I said sarcastically
"Yes and I expect an apology!" He said rubbing his red swollen hand
"Sorry..." I began
"Its ok..."
"I thought it was your head." I said walking over to the kitchen. He glared at me and picked up the blow torch and mumbled "Bitch" Then went to work I sat down at the table. There was a helmet on it all black with a red skull on it to match my motorbike. I picked it up gently and tried it on. It fits I thought.
"Surprised?" Blade said while walking over to a cabinet and put his weapons away.
"How'd you know my size?" I said taking off the helmet. I noticed my hair was a mess so I ran my fingers through my hair to put it back to normal.
"We guessed." Blade smirked and walked over to the blood cabinet and threw me a pouch of blood.
"Thanx." I said ripping the pouch open then drinking the blood. Eric came up and picked up a rag and attempted to wipe his hands clean.
"Wash your hands with soap and water." I said referring to Eric's way of cleaning. He glared at me and kept trying to rid his hands of grease.
"Or are you scared of being clean?" That was it I pushed way to many buttons in one minute.
"Why do you have to be so bitchy all the time? You know two can play at that game I could just stop fixing up that bike and leave you to walk and maybe get killed!!!!" He was furious, but he kinda looked cute that way. I smirked put the pouch in the trash and licked my mouth clean of blood.
"Fine I don't care. I'll just fix it up my self. I've been fixing and building bikes all my life." I said walking down toward the bike. Eric took aback.
"Wait a girl that is even remotely interested in bikes. This is weird." I turned around and said:
"What you don't think I can do it. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I'm useless." I turned back around picked up a wrench and started to work on the motorcycle. Eric picked up the blowtorch once more and started to work beside me. Blade on the other hand got up and went to his room for some well deserved sleep.
Around 4 in the afternoon the next day
Blade awoke to the sounds of cheering from the garage. Blade got of bed and walked out of his room with his hands behind his back. The sounds were coming from Eric and I and the motorcycle was running.
"We did it!" I got off the motorcycle and hugged each other. Blade made a little cough so we knew he was in the room. We immediately took a step back from each other.
"I thought you two were enemies." Blade raised an eyebrow at us
"Well....umm we realized how alike we really are and..."I began
"And we decided to be friends." Eric finished
"It looks like more than friends to me." Blade smirked
"Very funny Blade." Blade walked to the kitchen and grabbed some cereal even know he doesn't need it, I grabbed two blood packs, and Eric grabbed some toast and soda. Blade and I sat at the table while Eric sat in front of the T.V watching some motorcycle show. I was watching it from a distance.
"So you and Eric huh." Blade said eating his cereal
"No we're just friends." I said drinking my second pack of blood
"Right." I threw a rag at him and he caught it in mid air
"So you know anymore parties that we can crash?" I said sharpening my weapons
"Yea there's one on Third Street." Blade finished his cereal and put it in the sink
"Cool I'll meet there I'm going to a friends house." I grabbed all my weapons, jumped on my motorcycle and left. I hope he doesn't follow me I thought as I rode down the street.
The club
As usual Kira, myself, was a perfect vampire and Blade well you know standing there all serious like and so yea. I started to get tired of dancing and sat at the bar. The bartender came up to me and said:
"What ya want chikie?"
"Get me a bloody margarita."
"That's a very strong drink little chikie."
"I know. Get me a bloody margarita now." I started to get very irritated with this guy. The bartender obviously knew who I was because right when I said that he yelled:
"DAYWALKER!!!!!" Everyone screamed and started running in different directions and the guards ran straight for me. Blade and I started shot in all directs. I shot the bartender first of course. Immediately most of them broke off and went for Blade I was left with only 20 guards. Blade got at least 30 guards. I broke out my studded gloves and smiled. Two of my guards ran out the door and at least half of them looked scared to death. Blade of course didn't waste any time. He already dusted at least half of them. Then I got started. One at a time came at me at first then they got smart. Five at a time started comin at me. One seemed to get a hold of my favorite knife. Shit I focused most of my attention on him. I could tell he didn't know how to use it but he's still dangerous. I went into my belt and got some spinning knives and through them straight at the other guards so I wouldn't have to worry about them. The only one left was the one with my knife. I smirked and he dropped the knife and ran out to meet the sun.
"Coward" I picked up my knife
"Took you long enough." Blade was sitting at the bar
"You could've helped out." I started to put my knife away "Ow shit!" I cut my stomach deep by accident. Shit I fell to the ground at the sight of my own blood. Blade rushed toward me.
"Are you ok?" Blade took the knife away from me and looked at the wound.
"I'm fine."
"No your not." He ripped his cloak and wrapped it around my wound and gave me some Tylenol
"You know I heal really fast."
"I know but this will make you heal faster." He noticed my ring on my left hand. "Where did you get that?"
"Get what?"
"That ring."
"Oh my foster parents told me that my mother wanted me to have it when I turned 13 but they decided since I was very smart and mature, and lets not forget strong, for my age that they gave it to me when I was only 8."
"What was your mother's name?"
"Karen Jenson. Why?"