Well, I don't know when I'll update next but just to let you know this is where I had written up to. If you have any suggestions as to what should happen next please tell me. If you didn't know already my email is zeta1317aol.com but please tell me that you are a fan of my work or I will delete your emails, put the name Aubrea somewhere in your title and I'll know. Thanks again!
The morning went fine and I asked Steph if she would wake me up an hour before sunset, this I had to be up for.
I was woken up at 6:00, with a good fight might I add, until of course she brought up this one word, 'Timothy'. I hadn't seen him since that night and now I was strong enough to fend for myself, no help from Angel. This was going to be a night to remember.
My palms should have been sweaty, but being a vampire stopped that from ever being possible. My hands were shaking though. I still remember walking down every step, taking unecessary breaths the whole way. I remember reaching the bottom and seeing a normal Timothy in chains and heaving his breaths, snarling as the breaths were released through his nostrils. Then the sun went down and Steph, Angel, Spike and I got our weaponry while waiting for the full moon to rise. At 7:20 exactly, the full moon peaked out of the clouds and, as it brightly shone through the window, Moonbay transformed.
First his heart rate increased drastically. Then his mind started to race (reading minds was something I had perfected by now on simple-minded fools or weak minds compliments of Dru). His thoughts were confused and mixed.
Blood…freedom…moonlight…sun…night, blood, meat…solitude, silence, simplisity…death, destruction, demise…good, peace, friendship…
That's all I picked up before it really took effect. Bulges showed all over his body as the wolf within fought to be released. He convulsed in pain and suffering and at the same time, smiled in delight. His hands started to tear away at his skin, revealing a fur coat beneath. He was the most beautiful creature, a creature of the night, as was I. He sat there at first, so patient, so human that it made some sick to stare at him, but not me. For me this was the creature that I could turn to, a wolf, a creature so terrifying, yet so easy to befriend, if you could understand them. The problem wasn't that werewolves or wolves for that matter don't understand human languages, it's that we humans don't understand wolf languages.
It was madness ensuing, people running for cover, others coming to see what was happening. I was walking up to Moonbay, he was surprisingly calm too. Most werewolves had no control and became cold blooded killers when they transformed, nothing holding them to humanity. Moonbay must have been that rare case where he had learned to control his wolf form to the point where he, if he chose to be, could be harmless.
"Moonbay," I cooed as I put my hand on the side of his face. He leaned into my hand and stared longingly into my eyes, the eyes of a night killer, like him.
He started to speak wolf, "Aubrea, why don't you run when they do? Why do you care when they don't?"
"Because I know what you really are, and they don't. I know that you are not a true killer like me, but a good person underneath, something I will never be again," I answered, annoyance in my voice, but sincerity in my eyes.
"I think I understand…it's just too hard to go out like this, to kill anything and know what I am doing with no way of stopping myself. I hate myself for it."
"Don't say that…" my voice trailed off.
"Why not?" he growled.I backed away. "See what I mean…I'm sorry."
"Don't be, and don't worry. You stay with me and I swear I will not let people harm you for crimes commited in a life that you do not understand or have a say in," I said, offering my protection.
"Do not pity me! But, yes, I will come," he said, and then he turned and jumped onto the wall and starting running along it and out the door towards the hell mouth.
"Let's move, he might beat us to the fun, but who said that he would start the party with out us?" I started to laugh.
"Yes, let us go," answered Steph. Angel and Spike just glared at each other and smirked. With that Steph ran out the door while Angel, Spike, and I jumped onto the wall like Moonbay and chased them to the hell mouth.
When we arrived, it was almost 9:00. The place was dark and dank with the portal in the middle. We were at a mansion, and what a mansion it was! It had three stories, the basement, which was where the portal was, the first floor that had ten rooms branching from the central corridor, and then the second floor with what seemed like thousands of bedrooms. The basement had chains along the walls with bones all over the ground. Spread out was also a blanket with the symbol of eternal life on it.
I was the second to arrive, next to Moonbay, who was first. While we were waiting for the others to arrive Moonbay and myself looked around the place.
Then, "Thank you for at the hotel, I know it was rude of me to run out, but it really is hard to keep control these days…" his voice echoed in the empty basement.
"You're not slipping are you!?" I asked in concern.
"No, but I am losing what control I have, soon I will be more of a killer than you," he growled to himself, mad at himself.
"Don't be so ashamed, I remember when I first got transformed and look at the control I have now! No one can break me and no one will break you as long as you don't let them," I answered. That's when Angel and Spike walked in.
The order of arrival went Moonbay, myself, then Spike and Angel, who arrived together, and finally Steph, who had apparently fallen behind at some point.
We got ready outside the portal, then I saw Moonbay run out. I didn't know what was happening, but it wasn't good. I chased after him.
"Aubrea, stop. We can't lose to fighters," Angel yelled.
"I know, and I'm making sure that we don't lose one. Start on with out us, we'll catch up," I yelled over my shoulder, hot on Moonbay's trail.
The chase didn't last long, he had stopped outside the mansion. "What're you doing Moonbay?" I asked, "Come and help us, we need you!"
"How helpful could I be? A stupid werewolf is all I really am! I could never be trusted by another, let alone fight along side with someone as a friend."
"Moonbay, I trust you."
"Hn, the only one too. The only reason I had the job at that stupid hotel was to keep the demons at bay, and I even failed at that sometimes. How could anyone care for such a creature? Answer me that Aubrea, how?"
"Well," I started, "First off, in human form you are a good person. Second in werewolf form you are still good, just not a person. People are who they chose to be. I chose to look and act tough, but remain soft for that special someone, and until I find that special person I will remain this way."
"Why care about me though? Why me?"
"Because, to me you're closer than a friend. You were always only a year older than me, and I know in our village that that type of love is forbidden, but I loved you any ways, and now our connection and separation have drawn me in closer. I love you Moonbay Timothy Jaygon, I really do love you! It is forbidden for a vampire to love, but I do not care, I love you!"
"Aubrea, you never meant anything to me before, but knowing this changes everything. How could you love me? I do not understand and I do not wish to. If you like me that way then so be it, but why wait to tell me now?"
"Because I was scared, afraid of what you might think, if you might hate me," I couldn't help but ramble.
"I would never have hated you, no matter what and I do not hate you now," he stopped and sniffed the air, "Do you smell that?"
"Blood… oh, no, the battle has begun, we must hurry!" And with that we rushed in to help.
We ran, ran and ran as fast as our legs would take us and then some. We finally reached the door, and what I saw stopped me, causing Moonbay to crash into my back. Spike was there, standing in the midst of it all. It was bloody wreckage. I walked through it, and every step I took landed me with a sickening squish in top of the body of my fellow kin. I walked over to where Spike was a stopped; I stopped out of shock. I remember looking over his shoulder to see Steph, lying on the ground, blood covered. At first I thought, 'Well she just killed a butt load of vamps, not her blood, she probably just is exhausted' and that's when I realized her breathing came in gasps. Steph was dying...Pain, terror, sadness, angst, all of these feelings ran through me, then she spotted me and smiled.
"Thought I'd never see you again Aubrea," she gasped out.
I spoke my thoughts, "This is all my fault, I could have stopped this, the only thing I wonder was where was, and is for that matter, Angel?"
The look I then saw on her and Spike's face gave it away, he had died, or so I thought. Later I went on to find out that in the middle of things he split (the coward) and made his way off to start a life a new.
My thoughts returned to Steph, "I see."
"Don't be sad, especially on my account, I new this was to happen, it was destiny, and now you must accept what even I could not..." her voice, trailed and echoed in the dank basement. "My last wish is that you know... that you are... m-my...... f-f-friend..." and with those last words I lost my only true female friend, my buddy, Steph.
If my life was a movie, then life would have moved in slow motion after that. Moonbay had hung back to give us some room with our dying friend. Once I saw my beloved befriended slayer die, I was born anew for a while, the same effect death would have on a human, temporary, but potent...
My heart stung with human emotion, sadness, pain, and suffering were among the worst. I couldn't stand it, I felt sick, standing next to the body of a beloved one who had now died! It stung my heart and I felt like the room was spinning. I stumbled over to a remote corner of the room, where a fell to my knees and vomited what was in my stomach.
When the tormenting heaving finally ended, I stood up, and without any objections, my remaining friends let me through to go outside. When I got out the full moon was bright on my ominous face, and I wished it behind clouds. I wished for the moon to go away and hide its face where it couldn't be seen, for I remembered that the night that Steph and I first had a conversation as true friends, it was under a full moon like that night's.
I looked up and the moon was beating down on my face, and I loved it! Then I saw the slayer come up to me. How I loathed how she pretended like we were equals when I felt her vibes, we vampires were nothing to her.
"What do you want?" I hissed at her.
"Peace," she stated simply, and then something happened. I never have really understood what happened, but her vibe changed, we were equals...
"Sorry," I whispered.
"No prob!" she exclaimed, and she shined her teeth in a smile like the sun shines through clouds on a stormy day. We were equals...
Returning from my thoughts all I could do was scream. My scream had no words to it, it had no meaning, it was just a release, a release for my sadness, my pain, my fear. I felt that the scream let out my emotions, took them and tore them out of me.
As I listened to the echo of my scream I heard it. I heard the pain. I heard the suffering. I heard the emotions of my death, of my friends' disappearance, of my friends death. There was no joy in the air that night, only the highest sting of angst. The air was so thick with the pain, suffering, angst, and stench of death that it choked my senses, I couldn't even hear the heavy footfall of Moonbay coming up behind me. His huge paw landed on my shoulder gently, so swiftly though, that I jumped at his touch. When I turned to see him I reality hit me, I would never see Angel or Steph again! With that thought I embraced Moonbay and he embraced back. That night I cried for everything there, in my lovers' arms. I cried for my death, for the point that I would never see my friends again, and myself, but mainly for their deaths, the deaths of my beloved friends. I cried so hard that night, that I cried myself into an unconscious sleep in Moonbay's arms.
The next night I awoke with strange feelings, I was mourning. This was something that my kind was never to do. Vampires, renowned killers, don't think twice before dealing death, and yet, I was mourning. It was something I had not felt since I was the human Aubrea, worthless to her family, a disgrace to her people around her, and those thoughts reminded me of why change was a welcome dealing.
I searched my surroundings, but this night was different, I awoke alone. I went into the bathroom and saw that the signs that Steph had ever been there had been taken out. For the better. I went into the main part of the room and noticed something in the corner. I went to find a leather jacket, a trademark of the once well known slayer. It had been forgotten, but I still wear it today, not a trophy, but as a memorial.
I went downstairs, very hungry, but when I got there I saw I would have to work for food, and break my promise I held so dear... Three drinks and five eavesdroppers later she was done. When she was done I felt my mouth agape, and I didn't care. In short her proposition said that if we helped capture and kill a demon, that was apparently very strong or fast or both, than she would stop hunting us and give us a sort of "clean slate" to start with, as if all of our slaughter had never happened. Of course that meant that afterwards we could only kill for the good side but hey! killing is killing!
The room was empty, no one there, except I could hear the lonely howling of Moonbay. Poor guy locked himself up all alone! I went running down to the basement where the first thing I did was meet his glowing werewolf eyes, he was lonely.
I walked over to where he was chained and started to unlock him. "Where's Spike?" I inquired.
He left last night, it's just you and me now. I don't know why but his comment put a smile on my face. Knowing that I was finally alone with the love of my after life made me the happiest vampire ever!
I looked into Moonbay's eyes, I didn't care that he was a werewolf, when I looked into his eyes I saw the person inside. A werewolf was the perfect match for a vampire and for more than one reason: 1) The two are creatures of the night 2) I could read his mind and he understood me so I was one of few who could communicate with him 3) I loved him and that was a very rare thing for a vampire to do since it was a human emotion 4) He loved me and it was rare for anyone/anything to love a cold blooded killer
For all of these reasons and more I felt that Moonbay and I were meant for each other. As I snapped out of my thoughts he spoke through his thoughts to me.
Aubrea, I am truly sorry, first Steph, then Angel, and now Spike... I don't know what to say.
"Say that you will still be with me and that I will never be alone as long as you are here," I sighed.
Always and forever, if only I were an immortal, I could keep this promise.
Then I swear to you, when you are on your death bed, or on your command, I will make you like me, immortal and wise of many years, never to change nor age," I swore and I never broke my only promise.
He took my hands and thought to me, Forever and for always my love, my Aubrea.
"Then let us go, I am starving to life here," I snickered.
With that we were off and I never looked back. I went into an alley way and by nature sat and waited as Moonbay took off in search of his own prey.
Ten minutes, fifteen minutes, I lost count minutes, the time was passing too slow for me and I was about to relocate when I heard a faint sound.
Sploosh gasp
Someone had made a slight splash and apparently knew someone was here for they seemed worried about the sound. It was a boy about, let's say, approximatly 15. He was frail with blonde hair and bright green eyes and the palest skin I had ever seen. He was creeping forward and when he was within two feet he stopped.
Damn it I thought.
"Wh-who's th-th-there?" he stammered out.
As I stepped out of the shadows I smoothly answered, "ME!" and with that said I swwiftly and almost unnoticeably moved to his side and grabbed his neck.
Sorry Steph I thought and then my face changed. I got these bumps on my face and my fangs enlarged to twice the normal human's size. Then I leaned forward and peirced the thin line of skin that laid over his jugular vain. I sank my fangs into this vein and then I drank, at first with my hand over his mouth for I could feel his puny body squirm and try to cry out as I sank my fangs even deeper into the vein and drank my fill. Eventually, though, like every human, his body fell limp in my hands and I knew he could do me no harm and I moved my hand from over his mouth.
A few minutes later the body was dry as a desert and I automatically let his body fall to the ground. As his body hit with a sort of thunk sound Moonbay showed up.
Had your fill?
"More than enough," I answered his snide remark while I wiped the blood from my face and licked the finger I had used. "And you?"
Plenty, though I just know I'll regret it in the morning, people never agree with me. And he was right.
The next morning I collapsed on the bed and woke up about ten minutes later to the slamming of the bathroom door from inside the room Moonbay stayed in.
I went into his room and into the bathroom to see him vomiting into the toilet. His stomach was heaving uncontrollably. So this is what he meant by people don't agree with him I thought as I moved to his side. I rubbed his back and waited until it was over. It wasn;t that much longer and then he could talk too. He didn't bother to though. He sat there while cleaning up, leaving the room in an awkward silence.
Finally he finished and spoke, "Please forget what you saw here, forget it all and get some sleep, I still have tomorrow night too you know."
"As you wish," I commented as I stood up and left. That day, I got NO sleep.
The next night I walked out of my room a half hour early to wake up Moonbay and prepare him for the night ahead. When I walked out of my room I saw the last person I ever expected to see in my entire exisistence getting ready to knock on my door and nearly (out of nervous response) knocking on my head instead. It was Drirletlan back from the... well... bar!
"What the hell... Drirletlan go away," I commanded pointing toward the exit.
"Look, I wouldn't be here if I didn't have a good reason," he begged.
"For your sake it better be good," I growled.
"Look, after Angel defeated me in the bar and the gang and I went back to the hide out there was a fight for dominance. Since, I'm sure your gang never needed one," I gave him a terrible glare and he swallowed, "there is a huge fight between the highest ranked vampire and the next highest and who ever wins rules the clan. Well, as you can tell, I lost and the first order of business taken care of was to banish me, leaving me only one place to go, to the only other people who know me, your gang."
"Well as you can tell there is no gang left, so good bye," I stated quiet huffily and tried to close the door but he put his foot in the way.
I looked up about to tell him off and I couldn't. I saw him there, bruises and gashes still very apparent and not too fresh, but fresh enough and I felt sorry for him. I had an inner battle, to let the one who always tried to out do Angel in and keep him safe and sheltered, or to kick him around and not let him stay, knowing the true coward within. I took pity on him in the end, "One day, tomorrow, and if I so much as get trouble out of you or simply change my mind, I will kick you out again."
"Thank you, oh, thank you Aubrea," he bowed his head to me and I hated it.
"Straighten up, I'm not doing this out of kindness, I have no heart left for that, I simply feel that even scum like you doesn't deserve to be out there with a new slayer running around and no one knowing who she is," I stated, harsh and darkly.
"Yes, of course you are, my mistake," Drirletlan hissed, finally back to normal. He acted as if he was joking with me, maybe he had been.
I left him one key to the room, and I naturally possessed the other. I went on to Moonbay's room just in time to catch him mid transformation. There he was, writhing in pain, the transformation almost killing him as the wolf within tore the skin from the surface and showed its true face. Then, still gasping, he turned to me. I looked him in the eye and saw the pain that lied within, but that soon died away to show only the true killer that he was.
G' day, I mean, G' night Aubrea. He thought, projecting it to me.
"Hello Moonbay, How are you tonight?"
Aw, the same, hungry, very hungry indeed!
"Hmmm, I wonder why, maybe tonight you want to stick to human food, the bar perhaps? Drirletlan's here, maybe he could tag along, you know, catch up with his old friend and a new one."
Sure, why not? Sounds like, fun. He literally growled the last word, making him sound menacing, just the way he meant to sound.
We head back towards the room which currently conceals Drirletlan. When I reached the door I waltzed right in, not thinking to knock (it being my room and all) and have still regretted that mistake today. When I walked in I saw Drirletlan's clothes on the bed next to the window (he could tell that I took the other one), some of my clothes I had thrown out earlier because I had outgrown them sitting on my bed, and there was Drirletlan, in between the beds, turning on the TV, completely naked.
"OH MY GOD!" I yelled, turning away and starting to walk away.
"WHOLLY CRAP!" He yelled in return, equally embarrassed.
Moonbay, on the other hand, started laughing until he cried as he walked into the room to join Drirletlan, closing the door behind him.
That was pitiful! He thought.
"You're telling me," Drirletlan responded.
You can hear me? Moonbay asked.
"Of course, why else would I be the ruler of a vampire clan? Good looks? Heck, if I didn't even have these powers they wouldn't have even let me join up with them."
Well, this makes things easier.
"Oh, don't get used to me being here! I'm not going to mooch off your girlfriend for a place to stay, that's not how I work. I would rather roam the streets for a place to stay and risk being caught by a hunter then ever rooming with another vamp for more than one day, through begging no less. It's not a very good idea to show emotion in the vampiric community, especially weakness!"
Whatever, though I'm sure you'll stay whatever you think you think, no one can change that except for you.
"You're pretty smart for a werewolf, must have made one hell of a human!" Drirletlan finished.
After that Drirletlan finished getting changed in silence. He would look over to Moonbay every now and then, but never really said anything. He couldn't think of what to say. He had never met a werewolf that didn't wan to rip his head off. Most of the vampires where he usually stayed were all from the one clan a vampire never wanted to meet up with, the Strykers. Stykers were the type that took crap from no one and tried to kill off vampires every chance possible. This was a sport for them, and it was a sport that they happened to play all to well.
Drirletlan was pulled from his thoughts by Moonbay's thoughts, Never been one for talking eh? I just remembered that Aubrea was going to invite you to come to the bar with us, you know that one down the street right?
"Yeah, sure, thanks," he responded, unsure of what else he really could say.
Hope you liked it!