I, in no, way/shape/form own any of L.J. Smith's characters. Nor, do I own anything connected to the movie, "Darkness Falls".
I do, however own, Amunet, Nathaniel, Zylm, Xaye and Vestella.
Amunet was left sitting in a lonely airport, waiting for a flight that she again would be lonely on. She had been dropped off an hour prior to this, and yet she was still waiting.
She watched a couple walk by her, a tall, handsome young man of about 25 and a short girl of about 23. They looked so happy…Amunet wanted to throw up. They laughed at each other and kissed. Amunet rolled her eyes.
She suddenly felt a strong presence, like that of another Soul Killer. She sat up and looked around intently.
A pair of arms abruptly caught her neck. "Hey, Amunet!" came a male's voice.
Her eyes widened as she realized who it was. She turned around in her chair and gazed at a pair of chocolate brown eyes.
"Oh, my God! Nathaniel!" she yelled jumping out of her chair and into his arms. He laughed, setting her down. "Why the hell are you here?" she asked, suspiciously. He gave her an innocent look.
"Well, I wouldn't want my little girlfriend to be beaten up by the icky beasties, would I?" he asked, mocking her voice when he said icky. Amunet's eyes widened.
"It's because I am a white female, isn't it?" she asked, in mock defensiveness. He shrugged as she hit him playfully and giggled.
"Death…giggling?" he asked.
"I am not Death, that's Luna! I'm Baby-Death." Amunet said in a hyper manner. Nathaniel rolled his eyes.
"I wouldn't hold yourself so highly." He muttered under his breath.
Zylm Contessa's lazy stare reached the old, dusty metal door just as it swung open with a loud creak. She made a face of hate. "Stehen Sie, Contessa, der Professor-wants auf, um Sie zu sehen!" the guard's slow German made Zylm smile lazily, as she often did.
"The Professor wants to see me? About a heater, I hope! I'm freezing my ass off in here!" she replied, in a cocky, arrogant tone that she often used around guards. The 'muscle-man' stared her for a moment before opening the door for her.
He motioned her to walk out, into the hallway but she didn't, she just stood there, gazing into the hallway. "There's something out there." She muttered.
"Gehen Sie!" he yelled, after a while. She threw her arms up, the universal sign for, 'alright, fine, but I warned you'. She walked out and knew that something was deadly wrong.
Maybe it was the sound of slow, calculated breathing, or the dead body laying in the middle of the hallway that gave the killer away to Zlym. Reguardless of that, she knew.
"Bonjour, cherie... La mort, comme ils vous appellent maintenant..." came a low, almost forced voice. Zylm scoffed.
"What the hell is this? A Summit?" she asked, almost pissed. The guard pushed Zylm behind him, as he cocked his gun. Zylm rolled her eyes.
"A lot of good that'll do ya." She said, leaning against the frame of the door, a cold, bored expression on her face.
"Je pense, mon jeune amant, que vous êtes corrects." Said the same figureless voice that had spoken last.
"If one of you is going to kill the other you had better do it now! I want my heater!" Zylm pouted, childishly.
"Ein mehr Wort aus Ihnen, Contessa und ich werden Leitung in Ihr Herz entleeren." The guard threatened, glancing back to her. She shrugged and stayed silent.
The guard took a step into the darkness, jumping at the sound of Zylm's voice. "Have you ever seen Darkness Falls? Wonderful movie, that, it's about a woman everyone called the 'Tooth Fairy'. Well, anyway, in the end she is some demonic, flying thing with the worst taste in clothing, I swear, and-" a gun shot was suddenly fired. The German fell, a hole in his lower abdomen.
Zylm smiled, cleaning off the gun she held in her hands. "Anyway, this ghosty woman was killing little kids, and the only way to kill her was to let the light shine bright." she said, lighting a match that she had gotten from the guard's pocket, and throwing it into the shadow.
Almost as soon as it hit the ground, and licked at the floor, it was put out; by a large, black, combat boot. "You shouldn't play with matches…" the voice said softly, the accent almost caressing her skin.
Zylm sneered. "So, you do speak English." She said more than asked.
"My name's Xaye." He said, softly. Zylm nodded. After he'd summoned courage he asked her of the main point. "Are you are the insane slayer of the members of the Night World and Circle Daybreak." The figure walked out so Zylm could see him.
He was about 6'2, thin, but muscled, with long black hair that had been pulled back into a low ponytail. His eyes were a hard blue, cold and yet warm at the same time. Zylm smirked.
"That depends. See, I don't think I'm crazy…or insane…" she said, circling him, as she stroked the gun, lovingly. He wore black, white and gray camouflage pants, with shiny black jump boots, a tight gray shirt and a black leather jacket.
"Odd. I got a different story from the Night World, and from Circle Daybreak. Neither of them want anything to do with you…they're all-" Zylm cut him off.
"Afraid of me? Imagine that!" she said, smirking. After a pause she questioned him. "So, why do you have the courage to come and face me? Out of everyone else?"
"I don't. Do you think I wanted to come? You know what they call you; the Night World and Circle Daybreak? Night World calls you Lady de Mort, Lady of-" She again cut him off.
"I know what Lady de Mort means!" she said sharply. Xaye swallowed, loudly.
"And Circle Daybreak, they uh, they call you Inferno…Hell." he started trembling.
"Do they now?" she said, rather bored. "Well, first off, why the hell are you here?"
"I- I was sent by the Night World; to kill you." He stopped, as Zylm nodded, understanding.
"Well then, you run on back to the Night World. Tell them to watch their backs, Zylm was locked up, but now, I'm back." She pushed him down the hallway. He nodded, and ran down, until he was out of sight.
Zylm smiled, and bent down to pick up the dead man's gun. She then walked to the confiscation room, ready to get out.
This is still just, like, a test run. If people like this enough and review, then I'll start putting up longer chapters. How'd you like Zylm? Crazy, ain't she?
So, please review!