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Fallen Angel
Chapter 15
She could feel someone carrying her. 'Not warm...' Remi thought drowsily. She tried to remember what that meant. 'Oh...vampire...must be Asher...' She felt the arms around her tighten a little as they wobbled. 'A car...but Asher is the only one who can drive...then who...' She was straining to put the pieces together. The car hit another pot hole. She heard the man carrying her grunt. 'Desh...' She slipped back into unconscious.
She drifted between the worlds of dreams and reality, never really sure which was which. Sometimes she was with Serry or Dom, others she was with Millenear and Master Tae. Still others she could hear the voices of Deshwitat, Asher, and Rett. Rett would be shouting, Asher would be talking quietly, just above a whisper. She would even catch phrases.
"When she was seven..." Remi blacked out again.
A couple of hours later, she awoke again. 'Where...?' She tried to sit up and look around. 'Not a good idea,' she thought as the room spun. She let out a small groan and lay back down. She let the events of the night flicker like a movie through her mind. She couldn't really believe it. 'I killed him...'
All of a sudden, the door opened and Asher walked in, followed by Rett and Deshwitat. Asher knelt down next to the couch she was lying on. "How do you feel, Princesse? Can you move?" he said quietly. She could see concern plainly in his ruby eyes.
She nodded, and then winced. 'Damn...that hurt...' She made as if to get up in spite of it. The room spun faster than the last time. She leaned on Asher's shoulder, waiting for the surroundings to stop sliding around in her vision. She felt drunk with pain. Out loud she said, "I'm fine. Just a little...battered." She had a feeling no one in the room bought it.
She let Asher help her lean on the back of the couch with out falling back down on the cushins. She gave him a small smile, thanking him. There was a brief silence before Rett spoke. "Why didn't you tell us, kid?" She felt a pang of guilt. Remi hung her head as she debated whether to tell him the whole story.
"I... I didn't want anymore people to die for it. It became such a dangerous thing to know."
"That's no excuse. You could have trusted us a little."
Remi shook her head, ignoring the pins and needles feeling running through her body. "I haven't truly trusted someone since they killed my mom." Her voice came out harsher than she meant it to.
Rett looked at her hard. "I already know about that. Asher told me on the way back."
"Oh..." She looked at the French vampire. He nodded and shrugged, making it look graceful.
Their conversation was stalled as the front door of the mansion slammed shut. Remi? She closed her eyes and focused on the link. What is it, Sorry?
You're not gonna believe who we caught!
Who?
Come down to the interrogation rooms and see. She caught a brief hesitation in Serry's mind voice. She frowned. I'll be right down, she sent to her friend.
Remi opened her eyes and heaved herself to her feet. Desh caught her as she almost plunged to the ground. "This is embarrassing," she muttered as she tried to stand with out help. She couldn't help remember that he had carried her the whole way here. It was all she could do not to blush. 'What is wrong with me?'
"What is happening?" Asher asked.
"Serry said she found something interesting. Something important." She began with a small step. 'Good...now let's try grown up steps...I did not just think that. Mother Night, I must have a concussion!' She made it to the door.
Rett called after her, "We are talking here! Hey! Are you listening to me! You don't just walk away in the middle of an important conversation!" She heard him stalk after her, along with Asher and Desh, as she made it to the elevator. 'Thank the Darkness for these things.'
On the Interrogation Level...
'Him...I'll kill him,' Remi thought as she stared at the vampire in the room. He was surrounded by holy symbols of binding. She felt herself spiraling into her core. She couldn't even feel her bruised and bloody body. She was numb all over.
She tore her gaze from the monster in the room and let it fall on Serry. "Where?" she asked.
"A bar. Eiji and I were patrolling and that perverted idiot..." she stooped the story short at the cold look Remi knew she was giving her friend. Serena cleared her throat. "Anyways...I recognized the name. I called Dom for some assistance and we brought him in."
"I see... Serry?"
"Yes?"
"Bring my tools." She watched the psychic pale slightly.
"Are sure Remi? I mean—"
"JUST BRING ME THE DAMN TOOLS!"
Serry walked out. Remi turned to look at Xavier. 'Dead...A slow painful death for you..." A small part of her, still sane, told her not to. The rest of her overwhelmed it. She wanted him dead, and she wanted to kill him, with as much pain for him as possible. 'I can finally let you rest in peace mom. As soon as he's dead, it will all be over.'
Serry came back in with a large leather case. She laid it on the table in front of Remi. "Do you want me to stay?" she asked.
"No. I'll be fine. He's the one who will hurt."
Serry nodded and walked back out, closing the door behind her. Remi took the case in with her to the room. She watched the bastard's eyes widen. "Impossible...You should be dead by now!" Remi felt a slow, dangerous smile spread across her lips and said, "We're going to play a game, Xavier." Her voice took on a sing-song quality. "I'm going to ask you a question. You will answer fully and truthfully. If you don't, well..." She pulled the first blade from the case, along with a small vile of hole water.
'I'm going to enjoy this very much,' she thought as she made the first cut.
Meanwhile...
Serena glanced at the others in the room. They were all waiting for Remi across the hall from the interrogation room. Asher was standing with Father Dom, helping the priest explain about Remi's past and about Xavier to Millenear, Beryun, and Eiji. She shifted her eyes to Rett and Deshwitat. Both sat silently on the other side of the room. She joined them. 'I guess there's nothing we can do but wait...but damn it all! She could have let me stay.' She thought back to the murderous intent in Remi's eyes. 'Ok...maybe it would be better if I didn't see what she does to him. I could do with out the extra nightmares.' She settled down for a long wait, keeping her senses, physical and otherwise, open for any sign of distress from her winged friend.
About twenty minutes later there was a single, powerful explosion. Serena was on her feet in milliseconds and out into the hall. She could go no farther after that.
The corridor was littered with burning debris. The soundproofing and protection spells had been blown to kingdom come. Serena saw Remi standing over a half melted body, wings outstretched and aura glowing black around her. The air was deathly cold with her rage. 'People always assume the emotion rage is hot, but not Remi's...not when she is this angry...'
Even from across the once hall, Serry could see her friend shaking. She felt something brush past her. She blinked and saw Desh standing next to her friend, pulling her away from the...remains. She noted the way her friend's trebling diminished slightly at the vampire's touch. He led her back to her.
'She's completely lost it,' she thought as she looked into Remi's blank eyes. She caught a whisper against her mind. She didn't want to let it in but...it was Remi, regardless of what hell she caused. Serena stepped forward, reaching out to Remi with a hand. As she made contact she tumbled into Remi's chaotic thoughts.
Serena could the jist of it. She thought she was going to be sick. 'The High Priest...? Her own uncle...How horrible.'
She pulled Remi closer to her, hugging her friend. She sent thoughts of calm, comfort. Remi's shaking eased more. Millenear came up behind them and wrapped her arms around them both. She was seriously going to have to talk to the priestess. 'She has to be an empath...' She put the idea away for later. They needed to put the fires out and get Remi upstairs. As the fire teams showed up, she was already leading Remi to the elevator. 'I knew I should have stayed. Next time, I get to say 'I told you so'!'
Desh was waiting with the rest of the men. The girls had gone to help Remi calm down. They had said they would all come back when they were done. 'What the hell happened in there!' he thought as he shifted restlessly next to Asher. The older vampire turned and gave him a knowing look. Desh tried to calm down.
The door open and the girls walked in, a healthier Remi in tow. He suppressed a shudder as he remembered how cold she had been when he had grabbed her earlier. He still couldn't figure out what had possessed him to touch her. All his vampiric senses had been screaming "Danger!" and still he had approached her. He realized that maybe he didn't want to know. He locked his thoughts away and let his attention focus on the Asian girl.
"What happened, sis?" Millenear asked gently. She used their old, agreed upon reference to each other. Desh was betting it was to make Remi feel more...normal. More at ease.
Remi opened her mouth...and closed it. He saw unshed tears brimming in her eyes. He had the overwhelming urge to brush them away. She tried again, this time finding her voice. "My uncle...he's the one that send Xavier after my mother." She choked off her words.
"The king...?" That was Eiji's voice. For once he spoke with out angering any female in the room. Remi shook her head slowly. She said, "No, my other uncle. My mom had two brothers. The eldest, Tavotar, is the king. The other, Luzetar, is called the High Priest. He is entrusted with the magical knowledge of our race. He never liked mother since she was meant to take the throne after Uncle Tavo, but I would have never thought he would..." This time, when she stopped, tears flowed down her cheeks. Desh had to restrain himself from comforting the girl. Serena and Millenear sat next to her and pulled her into a double embrace. Remi's tears slowed.
She continued, "I never considered Luzetar family, not really. I never liked him. He was...tainted. He was always making living sacrifices to the Darkness," she looked up at him and Rett, "He is the one that made the power enhancing amulet for Zanetar. He bound a Draconian's life force into it, allowing Zane to drawn upon the energy." She fell silent. When it was clear she wasn't going to speak again, Desh asked, "What are you going to do about it?"
Her eyes fell solely on him. For a moment he saw a flicker of something, something that made her face familiar to him, familiar from another time. He blinked and it was gone. 'Must be seeing things...'
She responded, "I'm going back."
"Back where?" Father Dom asked.
"To Draconia. Back to the Sacred Land. I need to have a talk with both my uncles." Desh scented fresh blood as her nail pierced her palms since she was clenching her hands so hard. It reminded him that he hadn't fed yet. He pushed it aside, asking, "When?"
"Now." Remi stood and turned towards the door. Serena moved, blocking her way. "Not with out me your not," she shot back to the other girl.
"I'm going alone, Serry. That's the way it has to be."
"Please, Remi! You know I don't say 'please' often! Let me come!"
Remi strode forward and put her hands on Serry's shoulders. "I'm so sorry, my friend. Sleep." Serena slumped into her arms. She carefully passed her to Asher. "Take care of her, Asher. Tell her again that I said 'sorry'." She turned to Desh and the rest of the group. "Anyone else want to take a nap?" She walked out. Desh followed her.
'Over my dead body is she going alone!' he thought as he went after her. He followed her to her room, where she put a hand against the mirror. Desh felt a shock of power and then the mirror began to glow. Remi extended her wings...and disappeared. Desh ran over to the spot where she had been standing. He too reached out to the mirror. The world shifted and he was falling, not knowing where he was to land.