Title: Devil's Kiss
Author: Jyira
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Spoilers: basic Night World, Clan Tempest RPG
Disclaimers: Night World and its recognised ideas and characters belong to LJ Smith, ideas of Clan Tempests belong to H Trend ) and are used with permission.
Warnings: some language, violence and sexual situations
Summary: A girl has odd powers and doesn't fit in anywhere. She could be a new species, but even new species inherit curses.
Author's notes: Feedback would be greatly appreciated. (Clan Tempest home page)
Part 7
The thought of blending in amongst the rabble of human vermin and Daybreak freaks that made up the local high school made Ice's skin crawl. She was determined not to join up and do the pose as a student until the job was done, everyone and his brother did that nowadays, Ice had heard the story so many times it bored her.
She needed a new method. Sat in her across from the White Oak High building, Ice was trying to come up with a plan. The guy she was working with was already inside the building. He had informed her that Ivana was staying with his girlfriend and her family. T puzzled Ice why Nate and his friend Paris hadn't already killed Ivana if they knew her exact whereabouts. Why would they bother hiring someone to do the job for them?
There's a catch somewhere, she thought, there has to be. This whole secret government crap was a cover for something else. There were so many unanswered questions floating around Ice's mind. None of them really had anything to do with her.
But they were the type of questions that wouldn't go away unless you got some sort of answer, they'd wormed their way deep into her mind and refused to go away, thanks to her stupid curiosity.
However, Ice reminded herself, there was one reason she was here and one reason only. If Nate and Paris were willing to hand her all the information she needed to lead her to Ivana's doorstep, then that was fine with her.
Gunning the car engine Ice drove away from the high school. The town roads were more or less traffic free, the whole place sickeningly picture perfect. So typical of Circle Daybreak she thought with disgust. So pathetically helpful.
Looking down at a piece of paper on the passenger seat Ice followed the directions Paris had given her to Ivana's house. The distinctive red door made the house stand out. Shaking her head, Ice parked on the driveway and took out the set of car keys she had stolen earlier and let herself in the house.
She closed the front door, stepping over the rapidly congealing blood from the dead witch she had killed on her earlier visit to the house. She had another hour or so before school let out and contented herself by poking around the rooms, including the one belonging to Paris's girlfriend.
How can a guy that hot be straight? Ice thought cynically, tossing the girlfriend's photos of him on the floor. In the nightstand draw she found a blue hard backed notebook - which turned out to be the girl's diary.
She read the first few pages, then quickly lost interest. Most the writing was just whiny teenage angst stuff she had no desire to bore herself with. Random facts, though, did catch her attention. The girl had the ability to control an element, shift into both a bird and an animal, and apparently had no clue as to what she was.
A cruel smile crossed Ice's lips as she tossed the diary aside. Checking her watch she walked down the stairs and sat on the second to last step, withdrawing the semi-automatic gun she had hidden in the pocket of her cream coloured leather duster, replacing the iron bullet with several specially made copper plated ones.
Two birds, one stone she thought as she waited.
Author: Jyira
Email:
Spoilers: basic Night World, Clan Tempest RPG
Disclaimers: Night World and its recognised ideas and characters belong to LJ Smith, ideas of Clan Tempests belong to H Trend ) and are used with permission.
Warnings: some language, violence and sexual situations
Summary: A girl has odd powers and doesn't fit in anywhere. She could be a new species, but even new species inherit curses.
Author's notes: Feedback would be greatly appreciated. (Clan Tempest home page)
Part 7
The thought of blending in amongst the rabble of human vermin and Daybreak freaks that made up the local high school made Ice's skin crawl. She was determined not to join up and do the pose as a student until the job was done, everyone and his brother did that nowadays, Ice had heard the story so many times it bored her.
She needed a new method. Sat in her across from the White Oak High building, Ice was trying to come up with a plan. The guy she was working with was already inside the building. He had informed her that Ivana was staying with his girlfriend and her family. T puzzled Ice why Nate and his friend Paris hadn't already killed Ivana if they knew her exact whereabouts. Why would they bother hiring someone to do the job for them?
There's a catch somewhere, she thought, there has to be. This whole secret government crap was a cover for something else. There were so many unanswered questions floating around Ice's mind. None of them really had anything to do with her.
But they were the type of questions that wouldn't go away unless you got some sort of answer, they'd wormed their way deep into her mind and refused to go away, thanks to her stupid curiosity.
However, Ice reminded herself, there was one reason she was here and one reason only. If Nate and Paris were willing to hand her all the information she needed to lead her to Ivana's doorstep, then that was fine with her.
Gunning the car engine Ice drove away from the high school. The town roads were more or less traffic free, the whole place sickeningly picture perfect. So typical of Circle Daybreak she thought with disgust. So pathetically helpful.
Looking down at a piece of paper on the passenger seat Ice followed the directions Paris had given her to Ivana's house. The distinctive red door made the house stand out. Shaking her head, Ice parked on the driveway and took out the set of car keys she had stolen earlier and let herself in the house.
She closed the front door, stepping over the rapidly congealing blood from the dead witch she had killed on her earlier visit to the house. She had another hour or so before school let out and contented herself by poking around the rooms, including the one belonging to Paris's girlfriend.
How can a guy that hot be straight? Ice thought cynically, tossing the girlfriend's photos of him on the floor. In the nightstand draw she found a blue hard backed notebook - which turned out to be the girl's diary.
She read the first few pages, then quickly lost interest. Most the writing was just whiny teenage angst stuff she had no desire to bore herself with. Random facts, though, did catch her attention. The girl had the ability to control an element, shift into both a bird and an animal, and apparently had no clue as to what she was.
A cruel smile crossed Ice's lips as she tossed the diary aside. Checking her watch she walked down the stairs and sat on the second to last step, withdrawing the semi-automatic gun she had hidden in the pocket of her cream coloured leather duster, replacing the iron bullet with several specially made copper plated ones.
Two birds, one stone she thought as she waited.