Chapter 15B
By MG
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"If we are all in agreement, then this is how I believe that things should proceed...Minako, Reianne, Makoto, Michiru, begin the switch." Malachite began, his mind already switching too alert mode. "Jadeite, Haruka, Nephrite, come with me." Haruka watched defiantly from her position near the door as everyone began to scatter and follow his commands; she crossed her arms in disgust. She was the leader of warfare in this tribe; she took orders from no one.
"Whom do you think you are to come in here and give orders as if you own us...we need not your help in defeating your 'evil' brothers...so go back from wherever it was that you came from." She spat vehemently. As if she had done the unspeakable, everyone stopped in his or her tracks to stare at her in shock; she challenged the one man whom they all equally feared.
"Haruka, we do not have time for this! You must go with him!" Michiru looked to her sister with violent eyes that spoke volumes; the more time they wasted on petty arguments, the least likely they would come out of this alive and unharmed.
"I will NOT follow a vampire! I never have before, and I am NOT about to start now!" She turned away and opened the door so they could leave; she refused to have any part in this.
"They are not my brothers, as I have nothing to do with them...what do you plan to do...will you stop the leaders with your silly cross bow?" He mocked her, referring to the earlier incident when he had easily apprehended her weapon.
"Should I wait and turn my back so that you can stab me before I stab you?" She answered quickly, her nose flaring in anger. "I do not trust you farther than I can throw you." She paused. "And I doubt that that is very far if at all."
"You of all people should know that death by steaking is a silly old children's tale...besides, you are just as vulnerable there as any young one...do not test me, I am not in the mood."
"Perhaps...you very well may be vulnerable to such things...but the young one is not as impermeable—"
"If you ever touch her!" His hands were at her neck faster than she could speak another word, her body slammed against the door of the entranceway.
"I see you are in the mood after all." She smiled widely, her eyes cold and unforgiving even as he was cutting of the circulation in her neck, ceasing the movements of her very breaths; if he kept it up any longer, she knew for a fact she could die. But she'd rather die than submit to him.
"Haruka! Dasatti! Shemeyla dockono simpeteta!" Michiru's harsh dialect echoed throughout the room as she scolded Haruka and reminded her of a warrior's oath she had taken long ago. She owed her life to the oracle; her safety came before all. Her eyes refocused on Robert, whom in his anger had changed many shades. "Do not worry, she will go with you." He released his hand, allowing her body to drop to the floor. She bent over in hunched position, coughing as she gasped for air.
"If you ever touch me again-" She looked upon him with hard eyes, the white around them a slight red.
"Know that if I touch you again, it will not be to spare your life...I believe that my reputation has given proof to the fact that I have very little patience and tolerance for insubordinate fools." He walked towards the door with finality, those chosen to go following behind him, when Minako suddenly stopped him in his tracks.
"I want to help fight." She argued anxiously; she couldn't take not being there and not knowing whether or not he would come back. She didn't go without him for so long to lose him now.
"You are needed here." His eyes gazed down at her sternly as he rested his hands upon her shoulders; his sudden soft gestures oddly did not match with the chilliness that he displayed just moments before.
"No! Don't do this to me...just because I am with child..." She shrugged away from him, her eyes starring at his with equal severity; here was a woman whom he had found his match in every way, she wasn't afraid of him, and had reason no to be.
"A pregnant vampire is a very strong vampire...I do not underestimate your strength or your powers, which is why I say you are needed here." He sighed. "With you and Reianne in this condition, you very well may be the strongest of us all...I need you to protect the girl, love...right now that is more important than saving the village." His hair ruffled in the soft breeze being carried in from outside; he looked intently at her. "Promise me you'll stay here."
"I don't-"
"Promise." His voice grew stern, yet loving.
"Fine…I promise…if you promise, that you shall return."
"I'll be back...we'll meet up again at or designated point." He kissed her hard and quick, his lips descending to give her belly a quick peck, before walking outside with the others once more.
~*~
"Before we initiate any plans, I must speak with Haruka alone." His face was grim, he knew that she knew what he had done; but he needed some questions answered, he needed to know how he could rectify the situation. When both men had left and entered the hut where the warriors were waiting, he addressed her.
"You know of my situation."
"I am aware of it." She crossed her arms in boldness, assuming a stubborn pose; her self-worth had been greatly deflated, and she had no time for pity. "You need not ask for atonement, there is none for your charge."
"Perhaps you should stop jumping to conclusions so that I may voice my true concern." He narrowed his eyes on her before continuing. "Why am I still allowed to live?" She turned to him in wonder, her brow arching before deciding to voice the answer to his question.
"It would seem you play an important part in the prophecy, thereby making you untouchable for the moment...but only until it is complete." Her short blonde hair flurried in the wind, her eyes stoic; she was every bit the soldier she portrayed.
"Am I but a pawn, a puppet, that I help save the world, but can not even save my soul, nor the souls of the ones I love?" He felt anger fume within him, it was not fair that he be used in such a way and not attain any compensation.
"Such is the way of our people-"
"NO!" He roared, sufficiently scarring her, causing her to jump back in surprise. "I will not have it...you can not do this to her, it...it wasn't her choice." He sighed towards the end; he was letting his emotions get the best of him.
"It does not matter, it is the law." She narrowed her eyes; there was no room for mercy in them.
"It DOES matter! It matters to me!" He voice grew taught, as he vented his frustration.
"She doesn't know does she? You have not told her..." She didn't know why he continued as if she would believe he was sincere; he was a vampire in blood, and they were all the same: greedy, manipulative monsters who fed off the helplessness of others. It was only because it profited him somewhat that he was here in the first place.
"No...she doesn't know...and she need not know." He slumped against a tree, his eyes focusing on the setting sun. "Time grows thin...they will come in some hours..." He turned to her with sudden assuredness. "But know this...if I can not be given word that she will be safe...that both of them will be able to stay together...then I will not help you."
"You dare believe that their lives are more important than that of the oracle?" She stood to her full height and looked him eye to eye.
"I dare!" His eyes were hot as he looked through her. "If I can not be promised, then for all I care...fuck the oracle and this village be damned!" He watched as she paced back and forth repeatedly.
"How dare you ask me to bend one of our laws to accommodate one-"
"What has this law brought unto you? As far as I can see, it caused the hellish world we live in now. It is the reason why we are here trying to save this entire village from destruction!" He contested.
"The laws were brought up to save the innocent from being lured into a submissive lifestyle of a monster!"
"What of those of your kind whom rape their own kind and leave them wounded in the streets?"
"There are laws for them as well!"
"But do they die?" He shouted.
"They are punished for there wrong doings-"
"They are sent to a place for what? 3 years at most? Where they are fed, exercised, and then allowed to leave on good behavior...tell me, whose society is more monstrous? Yours or mine? At least in mine, a bond is formed...that woman is nurtured for and she is NEVER...left intentionally, without the care she deserves!"
"What is it you ask for, be on with it! I have no time for no meat conversations."
"Your laws are so thick. A vampire whom falls in love with a human can not take her or him without there consent, yet the vampire is free to rape and kill her if he so desires without such punishment if no bond is formed...again I ask you, whose society is more monstrous? Yours or mine?" He laughed bitterly as he continued. "You call this a no meat conversation, but I tell you now that this no meat conversation may very well save the life of what you hold most dear... "
"You would not." She parted her mouth in shock, the words barely coming out.
"We all have things in life that we cherish, I do not say that I would ever harm your kin, even I am more humane in that matter...but I do say that I would not stand in the way to protect it...and you very well know that I am the only thing you have left that can assure you of overcoming this battle...it is your choice...life for life." His words ended in a voice barely above a murmur, as he turned away and awaited her answer.
"Life for life?"
"Life, for life."
"Fine." She conceded begrudgingly. "If the oracle lives...then they may depart in peace...but if ANYTHING happens to her, I will slit your woman's pretty little neck!" She continued intensely. "If all goes well she lives, but you-"
"I understand and except my fate."
~*~
When they entered the hut, all eyes immediately turned towards them. Some feared the ferocious look that lain within the tall red haired man's lion eyes, while others stared in wonder at the estranged look in their leader's eyes. They had never seen her show so much emotion before in their lives. The only question they could ask themselves was, what had occurred out there? What had the red man spoken of to their leader that would have her fortify her stone wall? They were not allowed to dwell too much on this however, for the red lion man spoke.
"These are all the warriors of the village that have been trained?" He glanced subtly over them all as if they were weak, before turning towards their leader; she nodded silently in response. "Fine then, I have a plan that just may work...Jadeite, Nephrite, I will need your help personally in this..." He looked towards her again with those savage eyes. "Do you have a private place that you know of that will be a safe harbor for a few hundred people?"
"Yes." Her face remained impassive; she was unsure of what he was planning.
"Good...then evacuate the village. I want all women and children gone but do not allow them to take much with them...only enough to settle elsewhere. Keep all fires lit, we need to make the village appear to be still occupied; so all inhabitants, except for the warriors, must go. Take a few men with you to ensure their safety…leave now!"
"Amiri, Einar, Kiros, Hhalmar, and Ivor." A sudden change came over her stature as she looked to them intensely. "Come with me…we have no time to lose." At once they arose, and followed her out the room.
"The rest of you, I want three men situated in each hut, take your most skilled weapon and occupy all beds…I want our invaders to believe that this is a surprise attack…so make as if you are caught unaware and feign sleep…they know you have prepared for their arrival, they just do not know how much…go!" They marched out the room evenly, enacting the plans that the strange man had given them.
"What of us?" Nephrite inquired as he looked to Malachite with firm eyes, ready to go where he bid.
"There has been a change in plans, as you can see, from what I had told you at your home…" He looked towards Jadeite with dark eyes. "When they come to kill the girl, the two of you shall be waiting for them." He paused as he looked over the two of them with unsure eyes. "They will no doubt send their best warriors to where you are, do you believe you can handle it?"
"We shall do our best." He replied.
"Your best is not good enough…you'll have to fight with all your might…when they come, I plan to create an illusion that allows them to believe that no one has left…where we see warriors at fierce battle, they will see warriors as well as women and children running for their very lives. But your part, is where things become difficult…we have to allow their leader to live…he must go back and report their findings and what they have discovered…otherwise she will never believe that they didn't have some outside help…or that the oracle is truly dead…"
"What will we have to do…I don't understand." Jadeite spoke. "You will create an illusion for where we are, won't you?"
"Yes…indeed…but death, is a very hard illusion to create, for an experienced vampire…" Malachite wavered, unsure if he should go through with this. "A vampire who is true in his origin, can both sense and smell it."
"Are you saying…that we will have to truly die?" Nephrite's eyes went wide with the ramifications of what this vampire could possibly be telling him.
"Not exactly…"
~*~
When Mamoru stepped in the room, he was not surprised to see Usagi sitting atop the chest of the nude man, licking still bleeding wounds. Occasionally, he noted, she would bite into his skin and make a fresh wound, every time she did the man screamed slightly in pain. He chuckled to himself; he was obviously bleeding to death in a very agonizing way.
"Your gift is no fun…I prefer the healthy yet weak ones …he tries too hard to hide his obvious pain." She looked at him with hungry eyes; he could tell that her need was still yet to be satisfied.
"Maybe it's because you need to take lessons from the master." He smiled ruefully as he removed his clothing.
"Oh really." She drawled. "Fine then, have him, he's yours…I don't take joy in him any longer." She crossed her arms in annoyance as she arose from his prone body. "Hmph…there isn't much you can do with him anyway…he has too little energy to even fight you back."
"My dear…you have no idea." She lay on her side, a bored expression on her face as he lifted the man from the bed and fed him some kind of pill; she yawned loudly, stretching her body to the fullest before questioning him. "Just what are you doing?"
"Giving him energy." He smirked, causing her to laugh.
"It's definitely different, I give you that." She smiled lazily as she rest her chin on the back of her hand. "Now what?"
"Now we wait…" He sat on the blood stained bed, grabbing some pillows and laying his back against them. "It will heal his wounds, give him life…so to speak…"
"I take it you like to play with your food…" She replied huskily with the lick of her lips before deciding to change the subject. "Where did you get that pill?"
"Where I got it, is none of your business…" He watched as she crawled over to him silkily, her movements smooth. "I could make it worth your while if you tell me." She teased his ear with the tip of her tongue. "I could easily get the information from you Endymion…but I think this way is much better…don't you think?" Sliding her leg to the other side of his body to straddle him, she began rubbing her body against his; he sucked in a quick breath.
"Perhaps I will allow you to convince me." Relaxed eyes surveyed her body; he licked dry lips as he glanced at the moist part of her coming in contact with him over and over again, sliding over his abdomen, but never close enough to where he wanted her to be, the tip barely touching; he growled in a wolf like manner "A man could get used to this kind of convincing…a wolf for that matter." He gripped her hips suddenly with hard hands, pinching her skin brutally to still her movements. "He touched you." He commented in low harsh tones.
"You're not jealous are you?" She smiled, a hint of amusement on her face. She could feel Andrew suddenly stir and giggled aloud when Mamoru practically threw her off him to land roughly on the other side of the bed. She watched with delight as Mamoru effortlessly threw him across the room. "I guess that answers that question."
Just watching begin to thrash him even in his human form was causing her body to fill with such heat that she couldn't describe. Blood splattered everywhere as he beat the man senseless within just a breadth of his life. Her eyes grew as his hands became animal like and he began to tare through flesh, arm ripped here, leg ripped there, stomach gashed here, chest slightly gashed here. The whole scene of him feasting filled her with a carnal lust; she crawled to the edge of the bed, her body feeling as if it should be doing something as she gazed longingly at him. She licked dry lips as dark green eyes turned towards her to match her own.
"Hungry?" His voice came out harsh and rough, blood dripping down his torso as he looked huskily upon her; she nodded her head in submission, even as she could barely see herself doing so. He arose and went to her, pulling her hair back aggressively as his lips descended hard on hers.
She could taste the blood on his tongue, his lips, throughout his mouth, and she reveled in it. The sensation was so passionate, so wild, that she was barely aware of anything at all as her hands were banged against the headboard of the bed and behind her.
He wasn't gentle; she didn't care.
He pounded her body into the bed, in and out, in and out. There was no thought of giving time for recuperation when her body went into spasms; he just kept hammering into her throughout. The tightening of her body onto him whenever she lost control only served to make his movements more untamed; he couldn't stop himself. Despite it all, her body rarely managed to lose sync with his own; she was almost always there, almost always moving with him.
And he hated her for it.
~*~
Mamoru sighed as his fingers lightly caressed the calf draped over him; even though he was awake, he hadn't felt that he had the strength to move. Usagi was sitting up slightly and next to him; he knew she was awake, even though she said nothing. He could barely hear her breathing or see her chest rise and fall as she seemingly stared into space. He wondered at that moment what she was thinking.
"That is none of your business." She replied breathlessly to the unspoken question.
"And my thoughts are your business?" He looked up at her with amusement, he could get her as angry as he wanted at this time, and she could do nothing but talk...he knew he had sufficiently tired them both in their exchange.
"For once...I will actually humor you." She replied. "Considering the way in which me met, I was wondering how you managed to get women to stupidly follow you around like some little, 'puppy dog'? Granted, your reputation in bed is well deserved..." He arched his brow at her in wonder, not sure of where she was going with her thoughts. "You and I are the same Mamoru, we enjoy fucking up people's lives...I've always wanted to meet someone whom is almost as I am...and how you say, compare stories?"
"Excuse me?" He sat up faintly in the bed and turned fully to her; he was a little surprised at how much his body contended with just that little movement.
"Tell me, who have you fucked up lately?" Her finger lightly traced the curve of his neck.
"Tell me you are joking?" He narrowed his eyes, wondering if this was some kind of trick.
"Must all my intentions be ill mannered?" She giggled as she read his thoughts easily. "From one player to the next, let's see who's better at the game..." This time her smile was seductively played; she watched amused as his eyes dipped from her lips to her chest and back again. She could feel him stiffening beneath her leg. "Down boy." She commanded playfully.
"The dog may be awake...but it is not quite yet playtime..." He placed a kiss on her leg before continuing. "My last conquest...was Beryl..."
"You actually fucked that bitch? And I thought you had better taste than that." She arched her brow in distaste as she thought of the prospect of having had the same man as her rival; she didn't like it all, she'd have to go kill her later.
"It was not a random picking I assure you." He chuckled. "Surely you know from where she is from...whom she represents?" For a minute, he would almost assume she was actually jealous.
"Enlighten me." She crossed her arms perturbed, still disgusted at his previous news.
"Beryl is the daughter of Metallia Serno...president of the most powerful law firm in the world...with them in my power, I get away with anything, I so, desire." His voice was haughty as he dispelled the news unto her with pride.
"At what cost?" She smirked, her voice slightly mocking.
"None on my part...the mother was too old to be bothered with, but I could see the daughter wanted a place of more power, so I went in for the kill...she was easily manipulated." He smiled darkly. "Of course, I couldn't do this without giving her some means to do it...so I changed her over. I would have killed her, but I needed her alive to run the firm until I could so justly control it...hence, the disguised merger with my company."
"And after you did away with her mother, what, prey tell, did you have to promise, in order to get her compliance?"
"I promised her that she would be my Queen..." He laughed even as he said the words. "And she believed me." She arched her brow.
"Interesting story…highly amusing actually." Rubbing her hands back and forth in a rough manner, her eyes moved from side to side in deep concentration. "Well...I believe you already now of our dear friends Ami and Zoycite...so lets...let's go back a little further shall we? Their story tends to bore me anyway, not one of my better works might I add, a bit too clichéd." She stopped her rubbing suddenly, closing her eyes before opening them, a sparkle hidden in their depths. "Yes, I've got it...this one is surely for the books...let's talk...about Seiya." She beamed knowingly at his confused look.
"Your brother..." He arched his brow, his face showing obvious disbelief.
"Endymion...you are so naive..." She laughed at his dumbfounded look before continued. "Seiya, is not my real brother...I'll bet you even still believe that my parents were attacked by wolves don't you?" He looked contemptibly at her with the knowledge of being tricked, but he couldn't help but admire the astuteness of it all. "That is why I admire fucking with you the most, so easily fooled."
"It's hard not to be when beauty stares you in the face as all times..." He blinked slowly, his intense gaze never leaving her eyes.
"Let-let me tell you about Seiya." She was almost good at covering her slip, but not good enough; he smiled inwardly at that. "There are many ways in which you can screw someone, Seiya, was just the product of my screwing...it wasn't really him I was after..."She paused. "In my experience, there are very few women whom I trust. His Fucking fiancé wasn't one of them." He was almost shocked at how rage filled her voice so easily when mentioning this woman. Was she actually jealous of her? "I wasn't jealous!" She responded to his thought, fury intensifying within her. "She was one of those prissy business bitches who acted like they owned the world and ruled everything around them...she was power and money hungry, hell...I admired her for being a bitch," She admitted truthfully. "But she made a mistake when she actually thought she had one up on me." He watched amused as her face changed to a devious nature. "She was what we women like to call *buzjie...always trying to sweep up behind someone and lap up their remains...I hate buzjie women..."
"So?"
"Shut up and let me tell the story." She spat before continuing. "In any matter, with some careful research, I found out that Melissa was hot to trot for getting business with one of my companies…for her it meant good business, maybe even a raise to partnership at her company."
"So you screwed her over and didn't give her the raise."
"I knew you'd think that." She grinned. "I gave her the raise…of course, she didn't know it was me giving her the raise. I basically told her I wanted her to start on it right away, and that she as to meet with the vice-president on the fifteenth of April."
"I am impressed, I'm sure her life was a hard one to lead." He replied sarcastically, a sardonic yet unconvinced grin on his face.
"Oh, the best part is yet to come…" She smiled wickedly and licked her lips. "Careful research also told me that April 15th was her and Seiya's anniversary." She trailed her fingers over his chest, lazily making obscure patterns. "Careful planning made it so she had to cancel at the last minute… careful planning, made it so that I was there that night…Imagine, he decorated their apartment full of scented candles and roses, cooked dinner, a table set for two, beautiful scenery it was…" Her words were soft, seductive, as she continued to relay her story. "Careful planning…made it easy for me to drink of him til he was livid with need and fuck his brains out without giving him release…" She paused, sighing for affect as her eyes widened with pride. "Just before she arrived. My, um…'brother', Seiya, was so searing for blood that when she walked in the door she had barely breathed a word before he pounced on her and drank and fucked her to death…hmmm…what an anniversary."
"You are a little vindictive bitch, my sweet." He lifted her easily up and over him, slipping her on with ease. "But all this talk of fucking people up…has made me suddenly more interested in the action, than the talking." Had he just called her 'my sweet'? He knew that he had been planning to make her assume that he was falling for her, but those words had come from his lips without thought. What was happening to him?
~*~
"Tomorrow…you'll escort me to the Secret Society…" He realized, amused, that she was ordering him around. Usually he would have something to say about this, but not while she was at the moment licking his chest in long strokes.
"The Secret Society?" He arched his brow, his hands resting on her lower back, groaning in frustration when she ceased her movements.
"I'm surprised you've never heard of it…I thought you liked lurking around all the dark, hot, places." She supported her body on extended arms, her breast hanging in front of him.
"Well…it would seem that even the dark lord doesn't go into every dark niche." His eyes diverted to her breasts before taking one hand and pulling it in his mouth, biting down with elongated teeth.
"It's a...private, strip club." She moaned as he pulled back and released her from his grasp.
"You going to give a private performance?"
"Depends…on whether or not you're a good little dog."
"Really…"
"Truth is, we are visiting a friend of mine…thought you may take pleasure in seeing me screw someone first hand." His hands tangled in her hair, and for a moment, he could have sworn that she actually wanted his fingers there; she quickly shrugged him away. "Just a little insurance policy to make sure that things go my way with my plans."
"I think I already have formulated my own opinion on that matter." She could feel him hardening against her thigh.
"Down boy." She laughed. "Endymion, I'm going to have train your dog to behave."
"There's only one way to tame a dog…" He flipped her onto her back, burying himself deep within her and pinning her lithe body the bed. "You have to feed him."
~*~
Mamoru groaned early in the morning as the heat from the shower beat against his body; he needed to keep his mind off one woman and where his feelings of lust were taking him. He had to think, clear his head, figure things out.
It was kind of hard however when you were buried to the hilt inside of that same woman's embrace, her legs clinging round your waist as you leant against the wall, hands digging into your back as she moaned her release.
Somehow, he had learned to be able to think thoughts and still hide his true thoughts from her; he hadn't know how he had acquired that skill, but he figured that being on guard around her for so long eventually made him immune to her efforts at times. For Malachite, it had taken him many years to achieve it…for Usagi, only a few days. It was a really hard thing to do, however, and sometimes required more concentration than that of the actual thought, but there were other ways around it. He found that in intense moments like these when she was highly aroused she couldn't read his mind. Then there were those times when she was asleep and he lay next to her, she definitely could not read him then. But he digressed, even though he was certain that she couldn't hear his thoughts, he couldn't help but wonder at how well they could be seen on his face.
'Could she see in his eyes that he was falling in love with her?'
He released such thoughts as he began to move within her again, her body banging viciously into the wall. He removed her hands from his back and pinned them brusquely behind her and over her head; He wanted to hurt her, and most of all, he needed to remain impassive, he needed to forget.