A/N: I'M BACK! Wooooo! Damn am I glad to back to my comp. and my vid games,
air conditioning, and general frequentare phobia. Heh heh not to say I
didn't love it there but there were just too many gods damned people!
Reviews are lovely things. Didn't get nearly enough but I was still perdy
happy.
Disclaimer: I own Rand, Angel, Taber, TECC, and of course the plot. Most of every else belongs to the ever-wonderful AAR.
"Angel. Is time to wake." Mary-Anna told me for the third time. I groaned and finally rolled off my bed. I landed on my feet but had to catch hold of the bed to remain up right. I went intro the bathroom changed and brushed my teeth. I pulled my hair back into a messy bun and came out allowing Liza to have the bathroom. Walking with Mary-Anna we went to the kitchen for another long day.
Later...
According to Mary-Anna we were only required to help with two meals a night so I had my early morning off. I had learned quite a bit about the other women's lives here whilst I worked to prepare the evening and midnight meal. I was wandering through the halls when suddenly the aura of Vampires was so over powering I couldn't breath. I started to turn back to the three safe wings when some one grabbed my wrist.
"What is this? A sweet little girl? And in the West Wing? I think I'll just have a little taste of you. Would you like that?"
"No."
"Good. It's so much better when you struggle." The Vampire pulled me against him and yanked on my hair tilting my head back. He leaned toward my neck.
"Don't bite me you fucking leech!" I screamed at him struggling in his grasp. He only smiled.
"Let her go now or Jaguar will kill you, Rand."
"She's in the West Wing."
"She is not a Bleeder, Rand now let her go and find yourself another meal." The Vampire pushed me away from him and Eric kept me from falling with a grunt of effort. I heard a whoosh of air as the Vampire disappeared. "You alright?" He asked steadying me so I could stand on my own to feet again.
"I guess so. Thanks."
"Welcome." He said smiling. He took my hand and we walked out of the West Wing together.
"So," I started. "Do you always go around abusing Jaguar's power?" He raised his eyes brows.
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"Nah." We walked in silence for a while longer and all I could think of was Turquoise Draka who he'd mentioned so casually yesterday. "Eric." I said tugging on his hand to get him to stop. "I've been wondering, who is Turquoise Draka?"
"I told you. She was a slave she got away end of story."
"Liar. I know she's a Vampire. I also know she was a Hunter in Bruja. I know also that Jaguar loves but what I wonder is why you ran away with her." Eric sighed.
"Jaguar told us to leave. He didn't want Jeshicka to kill us while he waited for Jesse to kill her."
"Jesse?" I asked interrupting.
"Trieste. Are you quite finished now on quizzing me on things I'd really rather not talk about?"
"You didn't have to answer."
"No. But I would have you return the favor."
"What do you want to know?" I asked suspiciously.
"There are rumors..." He trailed off.
"Yes?"
"Just vague whispers really. Ah, but what I know already gives them substance. The combination goes something like this: Taber blood-bonded you to him and some time later he and another Vampire needed a spy to help them get rid of Gabriel's ah well I'm not certain what he was doing but- in any case Taber gave you to Gabriel you put a knife in his heart but unfortunately for you it didn't kill him. He found out you were blood bonded to Taber so he thought Taber had sent you to kill him. He had Angoris torture you until he got tired of you telling him the same thing over and over. What I wonder is why he couldn't get into your mind? So when he came to annoy you several days later with Angoris you had some how managed to get daggers. You killed him not Angoris. Is it all true?"
"You cannot kill what's been dead for centuries." I quoted.
"Did you destroy him?"
"Yes."
"Did Taber send you to kill him?"
"That might have been his intention but I do not believe it was. I think he and Risika were planning on doing it themselves."
"You should allow me to tell Jaguar."
"Not in a million years. Well that is if you're planning on living that long as well?" Eric shrugged.
"That is hardly for me to decide. Was it so for you?" I think about that for a minute.
"I think he asked me..." I shook my head trying to clear my head of the thoughts that always accompanied anything to do with Taber. "I cannot remember very well. But I'm certain he asked me. He told me..." I trailed off.
"Told you what?" Eric prompted.
"Told me I wouldn't age so long as he lived. Told me he could make me a Vampire some day if I liked. He... said lots of things... I'm sure but my memories are all distorted, blurry. When I woke up he gave me my new name... I've kept it rather than reverting to my real name because I am not sweet innocent Leah any more... I am afraid that she is long dead and buried." I told Eric with forced nonchalance.
"What is it about this Vampire that you protect him and fear him all the while you speak of him as your fondest memory?"
"It is not nearly as simple as you would have it seem." I told him as he opened the door to a bedroom. We stepped in and he closed the door behind us. It took me a moment to realize it was not just any bedroom, it was Eric's. It was impeccably clean but it was very much his. For starters it was a normal sized bedroom with a single occupant. The walls had a mural painting of a sun lit landscape rather than simply being sponge painted. "Who did the murals?"
"Jaguar hired a painter to do it after...'
"After what?"
"Nothing it doesn't matter." He said quickly looking away from me.
"You can tell me Eric it's okay."
"We got in a fight once." He said staring intently at the wall. "He ended up beating me. I nearly died. I remember him crying when he offered immortality then when I was in the twilight between life and death. I refused. When I got better he showered me with gifts but never ever apologized." He paused add then. "I think you should go now."
"Eric." I said softly stepping toward him.
"Angel leave."
"Eric?"
"Leave now." I hesitated. "Leave before I lose control and hurt you." He ordered. I left quickly and for he rest of he night until midmorning when I finally got to sleep all I could think about was how incredibly loud it as when he slammed his fist into the wall.
A/N: Oh, on a side note my Jace Quin story is quite a few chaps long so expect it to be started in the near future as soon as I think of a title. If you want to submit a possible title tell me in a review or send me an e- mail. Review or Flame! (--) Read my bio btw!
Disclaimer: I own Rand, Angel, Taber, TECC, and of course the plot. Most of every else belongs to the ever-wonderful AAR.
"Angel. Is time to wake." Mary-Anna told me for the third time. I groaned and finally rolled off my bed. I landed on my feet but had to catch hold of the bed to remain up right. I went intro the bathroom changed and brushed my teeth. I pulled my hair back into a messy bun and came out allowing Liza to have the bathroom. Walking with Mary-Anna we went to the kitchen for another long day.
Later...
According to Mary-Anna we were only required to help with two meals a night so I had my early morning off. I had learned quite a bit about the other women's lives here whilst I worked to prepare the evening and midnight meal. I was wandering through the halls when suddenly the aura of Vampires was so over powering I couldn't breath. I started to turn back to the three safe wings when some one grabbed my wrist.
"What is this? A sweet little girl? And in the West Wing? I think I'll just have a little taste of you. Would you like that?"
"No."
"Good. It's so much better when you struggle." The Vampire pulled me against him and yanked on my hair tilting my head back. He leaned toward my neck.
"Don't bite me you fucking leech!" I screamed at him struggling in his grasp. He only smiled.
"Let her go now or Jaguar will kill you, Rand."
"She's in the West Wing."
"She is not a Bleeder, Rand now let her go and find yourself another meal." The Vampire pushed me away from him and Eric kept me from falling with a grunt of effort. I heard a whoosh of air as the Vampire disappeared. "You alright?" He asked steadying me so I could stand on my own to feet again.
"I guess so. Thanks."
"Welcome." He said smiling. He took my hand and we walked out of the West Wing together.
"So," I started. "Do you always go around abusing Jaguar's power?" He raised his eyes brows.
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"Nah." We walked in silence for a while longer and all I could think of was Turquoise Draka who he'd mentioned so casually yesterday. "Eric." I said tugging on his hand to get him to stop. "I've been wondering, who is Turquoise Draka?"
"I told you. She was a slave she got away end of story."
"Liar. I know she's a Vampire. I also know she was a Hunter in Bruja. I know also that Jaguar loves but what I wonder is why you ran away with her." Eric sighed.
"Jaguar told us to leave. He didn't want Jeshicka to kill us while he waited for Jesse to kill her."
"Jesse?" I asked interrupting.
"Trieste. Are you quite finished now on quizzing me on things I'd really rather not talk about?"
"You didn't have to answer."
"No. But I would have you return the favor."
"What do you want to know?" I asked suspiciously.
"There are rumors..." He trailed off.
"Yes?"
"Just vague whispers really. Ah, but what I know already gives them substance. The combination goes something like this: Taber blood-bonded you to him and some time later he and another Vampire needed a spy to help them get rid of Gabriel's ah well I'm not certain what he was doing but- in any case Taber gave you to Gabriel you put a knife in his heart but unfortunately for you it didn't kill him. He found out you were blood bonded to Taber so he thought Taber had sent you to kill him. He had Angoris torture you until he got tired of you telling him the same thing over and over. What I wonder is why he couldn't get into your mind? So when he came to annoy you several days later with Angoris you had some how managed to get daggers. You killed him not Angoris. Is it all true?"
"You cannot kill what's been dead for centuries." I quoted.
"Did you destroy him?"
"Yes."
"Did Taber send you to kill him?"
"That might have been his intention but I do not believe it was. I think he and Risika were planning on doing it themselves."
"You should allow me to tell Jaguar."
"Not in a million years. Well that is if you're planning on living that long as well?" Eric shrugged.
"That is hardly for me to decide. Was it so for you?" I think about that for a minute.
"I think he asked me..." I shook my head trying to clear my head of the thoughts that always accompanied anything to do with Taber. "I cannot remember very well. But I'm certain he asked me. He told me..." I trailed off.
"Told you what?" Eric prompted.
"Told me I wouldn't age so long as he lived. Told me he could make me a Vampire some day if I liked. He... said lots of things... I'm sure but my memories are all distorted, blurry. When I woke up he gave me my new name... I've kept it rather than reverting to my real name because I am not sweet innocent Leah any more... I am afraid that she is long dead and buried." I told Eric with forced nonchalance.
"What is it about this Vampire that you protect him and fear him all the while you speak of him as your fondest memory?"
"It is not nearly as simple as you would have it seem." I told him as he opened the door to a bedroom. We stepped in and he closed the door behind us. It took me a moment to realize it was not just any bedroom, it was Eric's. It was impeccably clean but it was very much his. For starters it was a normal sized bedroom with a single occupant. The walls had a mural painting of a sun lit landscape rather than simply being sponge painted. "Who did the murals?"
"Jaguar hired a painter to do it after...'
"After what?"
"Nothing it doesn't matter." He said quickly looking away from me.
"You can tell me Eric it's okay."
"We got in a fight once." He said staring intently at the wall. "He ended up beating me. I nearly died. I remember him crying when he offered immortality then when I was in the twilight between life and death. I refused. When I got better he showered me with gifts but never ever apologized." He paused add then. "I think you should go now."
"Eric." I said softly stepping toward him.
"Angel leave."
"Eric?"
"Leave now." I hesitated. "Leave before I lose control and hurt you." He ordered. I left quickly and for he rest of he night until midmorning when I finally got to sleep all I could think about was how incredibly loud it as when he slammed his fist into the wall.
A/N: Oh, on a side note my Jace Quin story is quite a few chaps long so expect it to be started in the near future as soon as I think of a title. If you want to submit a possible title tell me in a review or send me an e- mail. Review or Flame! (--) Read my bio btw!