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By: Lady Isis
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon and most probably never will, I only use the characters to write fictional stories. However the story line for Cursed Blood belongs to me.
Chapter 4
Trouble
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Jed sat on a bar stool taking a sip of alcohol slowly, Zach was out on the dance floor trying to dance as they waited for the slayer to come, they had been there since seven and were beginning to tire from all the flirtatious woman and the loud music.
Their waiting was paid off near midnight as they were about to give up when something caught Jed eye.
It was a lone person entering the club, she had the look of an innocent catholic school girl with a few differences, her hair was bright pink and ran down her mid back matching the light pink blouse and the pleated skirt she was wearing.
Somehow she had made the look very sexy. The blouse was form fitting and double zipped the first zip on the verge of breaking the modest mark and the second was just under the chest exposing her flat smooth stomach. The school girl pleated skirt in pink tartan covered less than a quarter of her long legs which were adorned in knee-high hot pink vinyl boots complimenting her knee length tapered jacket.
Jed knew that was the slayer
'Zach that's the girl the one in pink, lets get this over with like we said in the plan' he said telepathically as he watched Zach from the corner of his eye who discretely nodded in agreement.
Jed could not wait to capture the girl and get out of here all these pathetic Vampires sickened him. The slayer joined in on the dancing drawing attention and sending lust through the bodies of the people surrounding her so in about a millisecond she was snapped up by a scrawny looking vampire with mousy hair to dance.
As they watched she danced with many partners swinging her hips and laughing, she was infectious and people were beginning to fight over her. She giggled at the group of admirers looking as if she really was having a good time but it was all a façade from her outfit to her excellent acting skills only Jed and Zach knew.
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When I first walked in the nightclub I was swarmed by a whole multitude of freaks that wanted dance, and being such a nice person I went willingly. I moved round the room from partner to partner using them as a disguise to drop all my presents in the club.
I notice uncomfortably there was a force here that was unusually strong for a vampire at a crap nightclub like this one. I could not locate the source but it was definitely creeping me out. I would have left, but my pride was getting the better of me.
I wanted to impress my fellow slayers, one night club destroyed over the weekend was impressive, but think of two night clubs destroyed so I decided to go through with my mission.
"Whisky Sour" was all I said to the attendant in the bar as I stepped off the dance floor
Handing him my change I seated myself on one of the cold barstools which had seen better days and began to sip my drink. My attention was caught by a man sitting on the other side of the bar, not because he was handsome, the thing that made me feel uncomfortable was the fact the guy was staring at me.
It was obvious because the disco lights reflected in his eyes in my direction. It was not the usual lustful stare I get from guys but a stare that seemed to say I-know- some-thing-you-don't-know kind of stare. I forced my self to look at the wall in front of me.
'Jeez Sere you just being paranoid' was all I told myself
'He's probably drunk out of his little mind' yet still I could not shake the feeling
Lets just get this over and done with, then I can go home. I tried to get a look at his face but it was obscured by the cheap laser lights, lets just hope he couldn't see mine.
Under the table I was working as fast as I could trying to concentrate on connecting the main bomb and taking tiniest sips of my drink to look normal.
"Ah miss....'' I snapped my head up to look at the attendant who was speaking to me.
"This is a drink from the man over there." passing me a glass of red wine indicating to Mr. I-know-something-you-don't-know.
I raised the glass to thank the guy and took a large sip from the glass, then after two seconds lifted my whisky sour and discreetly injected the wine into my drink.
What? You'd actually think I would drink it? I'm not stupid or naïve okay scratch the last one maybe I am a little naïve, but I'm defiantly not stupid enough to drink it, for all I know he could have spiked it and made me fall asleep, then raped me or something besides I hate red wine it reminds me too much like blood.
It made me even more edgy about the man. My body was screaming for me to get out of there but I knew that if I had let it win I would probably made a real fool of myself by screaming and hightailing it outta there.
When the bomb was finally connected which felt like it took a couple of hours I prudently slipped of the bar stool and slowly pushed my way through the ever increasing crowd that was beginning to feel (and smell) like I was in a sardine can.
Finally getting through the doors I glared behind me at the dancing people I swear at least dozen different people slapped, stroked or rubbed my butt while walking through.
"Just one more thing to do and I can go home, just one more thing then you can stop for a double sundae" I mumbled to motivate myself. Stealthily I made my way across the street to a dark alley I had spotted and walked in to hide.
"Double sundae here I come!" I said out loud gleefully as I hit the detonation button.
Alas obviously something must have gone wrong for the when the best part of the night didn't blow up... It really pissed me off, I had got my ass down here and had it felt and touched I might add to blow the little vamps out their socks and the stupid bomb did not go off.
"Crap, damn,..." I said as I threw a tantrum, real mature I know but I was really annoyed "damn, shi..."
I didn't get to finish my string of inappropriate words for a lady because a strong arm curled round my throat making it difficult to breathe and another around my waist crushing me into a body that felt like concrete.
"Now, now...that's no way for a young lady to talk, you should be ashamed." Was all I herd as the person whispered in my ear.
I tried to get a look at my captor from the corner of my eye but I couldn't though I was pretty sure he was that vamp creep from the bar.
The only thing that was running through my mind was I needed to get out of this hold before I lost consciousness, I didn't want to imagine what he could do to me I'd be at his mercy.
I struggled in an effort to get free but only succeeded in making him tighten his hold on me. Right this is not working time for a new strategy.
I let my body go limp in his arms as if unconscious, at first I felt him tighten is surprise than loosen to my advantage. I brought my legs above my waist to swing them down knocking my captor off balance causing him to stumble forward just enough so my heels planted on the wall.
Using all my strength I kicked off the wall with plenty of power to send the vamp with me in his arms flying across the narrow width of the alley to slam into the opposite wall.
On impact all his air was winded out of his lungs in a large whoosh passing my ear as his head cracked against the wall, I bought my elbows forwards slamming them into his stomach earning a satisfactory grunt and the snap of ribs.
This action loosened his arms surrounding me enough to push through and run.
Which I did...however. Obviously this vampire was the strong force in the nightclub I felt cause he healed pretty fast, so fast in fact that in less than two seconds I was zooming to the furthest wall of the alley away from the street, deeper into the maze of alleys.
My right shoulder made contact with the wall. I've never seen stars fly around people's heads like in cartoons and I scoffed at people who said it, but today...huh...I could see those stars.
I slid down the wall to the ground but my backside never got to meet the floor as the strong hand clamped on my throat squeezing on my windpipe.
The vampire lifted me off the floor about a foot to meet his face, the rough mortar on the walls scraped my back even though I still had my jacket on.
It was Mr. I-know-some-thing-you-don't-know I could just tell. He was very good looking, dark blond hair cut short, straight teeth, perfect bone structure and I could all ready tell he had a great body as his hard chest pinned me to the wall.
I couldn't help think back to the other night when I wished some vampires looked like Angle now I was beginning to regret ever thinking that.
To my delight I did notice his blond hair looked tousled and his teeth were stained with his own blood from my fighting.
Snapping out of my thoughts about how handsome he looked I concentrated on a much urgent matter.
There was just the small fact that he was killing me that took up most of my attention. The pain in my body was intense and it was not getting any better by his strangling arm and wrist pushing uncomfortably on a broken collarbone.
I curled my left hand around his wrist in an attempt to try and dislodge it from my neck, I would have used two hands but my right arm was conveniently dislocated from the shoulder down from breaking the impact of my run in with the wall, but I was lucky it could have been worse.
I struggled to get loosed trying to kick him all of which was futile, I did however succeed in getting an unwanted punch across my left cheek making my head spin and my tongue taste my own blood.
I have...to...get...out...of...here. That's what my mind was telling my body. Harder than it looks.
There was only one plan formulated in my mind, I spat all the blood and saliva collecting in my mouth into his face, he turned his head away in disgusted and brought his free arm up to wipe the blood off his face with his sleeve.
Slightly distracted his hand loosened on my throat giving me just enough freedom to pull my head back as far as I could exposing my throat, a dangerous thing to do in front of a very pissed vampire but either die or die trying, hard choice.
I'm not going to die without leaving an impression so when he turned to face me again his lips were curled away from his teeth in anger revealing his elongated fangs ready to bite me, I brought my head down hard and fast smashing my fore head into his nose feeling it collapse under my momentum, just as I planned he staggered back slightly but still didn't letting go.
Jeez he's so persistent to have me for dinner, I would have given up by now, but it did release his chest pin. With his chest gone I grabbed the silver tipped stake tucked into my belt (yep that's what the long coat is for to conceal all my weapons) and plunged it un-aimed into his stomach.
As the stake entered his stomach he howled especially when the silver began to burn into his flesh, I felt his warm blood on my skin and its intoxicating smell enter my nose making my mouth water to taste it. I was horrified at my train of thought, what's happening to me?
Drawing back he collapsed onto all fours gasping over in pain, the only thing I had done to cause him true pain.
He was in enough pain but I needed more time so I drew my vinyl pink boot back kicking him squarely in the back of the head efficiently knocking him out. I knew it would not be too long before he regained consciousness, as a strong vampire he would heal quickly and be back up in a few minutes to resume the chase.
Drawing another stake I prepared to for the kill that was until I sensed another vampire advancing at a fast pace, I groaned debating to finish what I had started. I resisted the urge to kill him using the time to run down a branching alley.
Being a genius under the circumstances I choose the alley with a dead end. Stupid me, stupid, stupid me, why did I have to choose this alley damn I didn't have enough time to change alleys so I crouched behind a big dented dumpster blocking my nose at the stench.
Haven't they ever emptied it before? Why was I complaining about the stench of a garbage bin? This might be the last thing I see before I die as I detected the new vampire was just as strong as the last.
Crap I was beginning to panic. I might be able to just barely beat one strong Vamp but I know I can't beat two.
My hope of survival was growing thinner by the moment I needed time. I needed to us my skill as a witch to help get out of this one.
Using my index finger I began to draw the witch runes of protection and concealment, closing my eyes I focused on becoming invisible.
In Wicca we do make magic but not that type of magic that when you wave your fingers 'poof' what ever you wish for comes true, our magic is increased by hard work and study.
So I guess the word 'invisible' is not the correct term, how about less noticeable. Any way I began to concentrate on becoming 'unnoticeable' by slipping into the fabric of reality. It's risky, I know if I cause one ripple the fabric I could be sensed but I need the time.
Once I had focused and was sure I was safe enough I stretched my useless dislocated arm between my knees till it was taunt and pushed my shoulder violently back to knock the upper arm back into its socket. I winced at the pain but did nothing else I couldn't waste my time feeling sorry for myself.
After fixing my arm I began to wipe my mind clear of every thought and concentrated on my plan, not easy in my situation.
Through my mind I began to weave an image of a cat focusing on its sleekness, speed and agility. Now for the hardest part of the plan I began to will myself to become one.
'Bloody Hell' was all I could say, even though I had done this a couple of times I never got used to the pain. It was worse than the dislocated shoulder, broken collarbone and broken rib combined.
Let me give you a description of the pain, it feels like every cell, every muscle, every tendon, every bone was being ripped apart and refitted. I felt my bones shorten and lengthen into a cat's body as the fur rupture out of my skin and the cat instincts kick in. Standing up from the ground where I was lying I used my four legs to walk out of my clothes.
What I had just done was shape shifted.
Now people when they find out what I can do they always ask ' why don't you always change?' or ' why don't you just change instead of disguising yourself with clothes and wigs?' so let me just clarify this for you.
1. It is the most painful thing that ever happened and probably will ever happen to me because of all the stretching, contracting and enlarging of my own body to form another's
2. And the next day you wake up with the biggest hang over and I'm not kidding, in my opinion it's just not worth the pain.
Good thing I didn't waste any time for as soon as I was finished transforming a new vampire jumped in blocking the entrance to the alley.
This one was shorter and more slender looking. He had a handsome face like the other but in a different way; he looked more delicate especially with his long pale blond hair casually tied back from his face revealing stunning bright blue eyes. Wow I came across two 'Angle's' today I seriously gotta be careful for what I wished for.
As a cat I had no trouble getting past him I just ran through his legs and out into the main alley where I noticed the other vampire a few feet to the left leaning heavily against the wall holding his stomach, so I took the right. This time in my favour as it ran onto a street and from there I ran like there was no tomorrow straight back to my apartment complex.
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In the lobby I saw the chubby cleaning lady trundle her trolley into the elevator and I joined her sliding in just as the doors closed. The woman didn't even notice me so when she got to the floor she wanted I streaked out and down the two flights of stairs that separated this floor from mine.
Every thing was working till I got to the apartment door.
Cats can't reach, cats don't have thumbs, cats can't open doors and I was not going de-transform
a). because I was naked and
b) I had no key so we were back to square one.
Running up and down the hall to find a different way, the perfect opportunity came when the old lady three apartments down opened her door to get the newspaper letting me streaked in, and once in her apartment I could have kissed the old lady for leaving her balcony door open. My luck was finally getting better, but very slowly.
Jumping onto the wide railings of the balcony I looked around at my surroundings, and noticed that around every floor just under the windows was a decorative ridge jutting out from the building, which gave enough room for a skinny cat to walk on. Being as careful as possible I slowly inched my way to my apartment feeling the night's breeze ruffle my blonde coat.
I made the mistake of looking down at all the hooting traffic with their blazing lights as they zoomed up and down the streets. Piece of advice NEVER look down. I know cats have nine lives, but I don't think nine lives would save me if I fell, it was a long way down.
Getting to the first balcony of my apartment, which happened to be mine, I jumped off the rail intending to land on the cream tiles, but my cat legs turned to jelly as they made contact and I sprawled rolling ungracefully across the ground. However on the bright side I had finally made it to my bedroom so the only thing standing between me and my destination was the French doors. However now we have the problem ' Cats can't open doors', giving me no choice but to de-transform.
Pain, pain, PAIN rocked my mind and body as I changed back into my true form. Flexing my pink fingers in front of my vision I made sure I was Serena again by bringing them to my face to verify if every thing was the same and to my surprise I found hot trails of tears coursing down my cheeks. It wasn't often that I would cry, but I guess today was an exception from the shocks I had received of having my butt kicked by some strong vampires, being chased around dingy alleys, having to change my form to escape and balancing high on a buildings. What else could go wrong?
Never say that word for the next problem came, the door was locked. Why did I have lock it, its not like any one would scale the building to climb onto my balcony. From now on, I'm leaving that door open. Looking around I spotted the small trowel which I used to weed my pot plants and smashed it into one of the small panes of glass that divided the door up.
I winced at the sound lets hope Amy's not in I think Amy would find it highly suspicious if she found me on the balcony in the nude trying to brake into my own bedroom. Putting my hand through the broken window I pulled the door handle to open the door from the inside and staggered into the room not even bothering to close the door. From there I just collapsed on the bed wrapping myself into the blankets and silently sobbed till I fell asleep.
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"Send them in." was all Darien said into the answering machine. Soon after the doors bust open to reveal a full handed Zach holding a bundle of pink cloth and supporting an injured Jed. Zach dropped the pile of clothes on his desk in front of Darien and sat in the chair next to Jed.
"I think some ones meant to be wearing these clothes." He said slightly amused.
"Oh shut up Darien, this is no time for your mocks, the bitch out did us." Jed snapped
"What do you mean?" Dropping into seriousness
"She's fucking stronger than we thought!" he yelled as he ran his fingers though his hair
"Hey calm down Jed." Said Zach
"I'd like to see you calm down when you've been stabbed by a stake, a fucking stake with fucking silver!"
And with that he threw the blood stained stake onto the table which skidded across its slippery surface only stopping as it hit the clothes.
"She's not human, she's not fucking human!" exclaimed Jed
"Oh and what makes you say that?" Darien asked in his usual drawl
"She...she..." Jed stumbled
"What he's trying to say is she kicked his ass." He was rewarded with a large growl
"I didn't see you do too much probably examining some hooker in that club to write a book called ' The mysteries of a hooker...revealed ' besides I underestimated her."
"Jed I was only winding you up and no I was not writing a book. I was disarming that bomb which was harder than it looked, its modern components made it difficult to interfere with the inner structure." Sounding annoyed then added "What I really mean is she's not what she seems."
"Care to elaborate?" Darien inquired
"It seems our little vampire slayer is more than a simple human she's has the ability to shape shift. We had her cornered when she turned into a cat and escaped." Zach finished
"But if she's a shape shifter..." Darien trailed
"Exactly, she may not be who we see her as, for all we know she could be a he." Zach finished
"Oh I don't think so," Jed and Zach were so wrapped up in their business they didn't even notice Ray sitting in the shadows of a corner. Discarding her notebook she walked over the desk.
"Hello love" Jed softened but she didn't answer snubbing him.
His anger spiked how dare the love of his life ignore him especially when he was injured.
"What makes you so sure, been talking with any 'great fires' lately." Darien said he always mocked Ray's ability to talk to the fires, saying predicting was often untrue.
"No, you can call it a woman's intuition..." she paused slightly "and her fashion sense."
She picked up bra from one of the straps it was pearly white with girlie pink lace trimmings.
"See this...this is exclusively made lingerie set, only a 'woman' would have her lingerie specially made...and most probably a young woman would have this design."
Indicating to the matching panties in the style of provocative little shorts.
"What else can you tell us Ray?" Darien asked
Sifting through the clothes she added "I think she is most defiantly a young woman maybe...uh 20 or at most 30 years old, could be a varsity student, but then...these clothes..." she trailed
"Jimmy Choos..." lifting the boots
"Christian Dior..."re-piling the mass of pink clothes "There all have brands suggesting..." and again she trailed off
"Suggesting what?" Zach asked slightly pissed that Ray was figuring it out and not him, he was the one with the high IQ levels
"That maybe she's not a student, possibly a successful business woman?" She finished
"So from your information we can say: 1) she's young, 2) she's rich and 3) she had her underwear specially made. So we can scale it down to...oh...ah...about a million woman. Know any thing else you would like to share about her, like what hobbies she has when she's not slaying?" Mocked Jed trying to hurt her for her previous snubbing
"Or what her favourite food is?" Zach mocked
"Or if she has freckles?" Finished Darien sarcastically
"Fine be that way, you guys can take my help and screw yourselves!" With that Ray stormed to the exit of the room.
"Aww Ray we were only having some fun!" With one final glare at the group she slammed the door shut.
"Now look what you guys have done, do you have any idea what that woman's like when she's angry?"
"Hey you were the one who started it." Zach pointed out "and besides Darien had to live with her." Zach shuddering at the thought
"Shut up Zach, jeez can't I say anything without you correcting me?"
"Hey I'm just stating the facts."
Darien suddenly irritated by the quarrelling interrupted "Stop you're bickering, I have some files to read, but I want you two to investigate the 'girl' if Rays correct."
"Uh-uh I'm not going near the bitch. Get someone else." Jed interrupted
"What's wrong little Jedi-wedy" Zach cooed "Scared you'll get your ass beaten by a GIRL again?"
Zach's laughter was cut off when Jed tackled him to the floor and stuck him in a head lock.
"That's going to take a lot of time to fix." He hissed in his ear.
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Jed stumbled to his office his stake injury causing much pain, it wasn't to much the wood in the stake but its silver tip that had reacted violently with his skin causing it to swell and not heal, it would take at least another few days to fully heal.
All the way to his office he mumbled "Stupid bitch, I'll get her back one day."
He swung the door open to reveal an angry looking Ray, she sat on his desk the knee length tailored skirt she was wearing riding high on her crossed legs as her violet eyes closed to vicious slits as he entered the room.
"Ray babe, I'm sorry what guys and I said, honest, please forgive me?" he asked putting on his best puppy dog face and to his surprise her angered expression increased, her lips curled away from her teeth in an angry sneer.
She was totally irresistible and Jed walked over to her for a bit of fun.
"Don't come any closer!" she hissed, he hesitated before taking another step
"I'm warning you!" in that deadly cold and calm voice, something both Darien and her had inherited.
He stopped "What have I done? NOTHING!" He was loosing his temper but Ray scoffed
"What have you done? I'll tell you..." she yelled" 'I'll take you some where special' Ring any bells??!?!! " she mimicked
He groaned...dinner "Oh god Ray, I'm sorry I forgot."
"Too right you did!"
"Why are you so angry!" he exclaimed
With that she picked up his day planner and flicked though it
"Hmm, lets see...ah...Saturday...business report for CEO meeting...blah, blah, blah...Catch the Slayer...hmmm but were is the 'date with Ray' ?" she flicked through pages fast and roughly
"Or how about last Thursday...'Jed why don't we go to lunch together?..."
Than in a fake deep voice she drawled " 'Sorry babe, I have a meeting with Darien'...you couldn't even spare a few minutes of your time! Jed answer me truthfully, do you see me as some kind of joke, a fucking partner, WHAT?"
Jed drew back in shock, Ray was every thing to him they were two parts of a whole, and he loved her more than existence.
"God Ray... where'd that come from? You know I love you"
"LIAR, if you loved me you would have turned up. You made me look like a fool...AGAIN!" Emphasizing words.
Tears beginning to form in her eyes but she paused to recollected her calm manner
"Your driver came and picked me up, he took me to the restaurant...every thing was going perfect...and you didn't turn up, I waited a whole hour for you and you never turned up!" she screamed
"You lied and your still lying, you don't love me..." pausing
"You love your work, you'd rather love Darien than me, DARIEN THIS, DARIEN THAT!!! I'M SICK OF IT!" and with that she threw the heavy leather book at him which he easily dodged causing it to instead thud into the wall behind him. Turning around he looked at where it crashed into the wall noticing there was a large dent and severely chipped paint from her throw.
"Oops, look what I did should I get some tools and clean it up, better yet why don't become your private cleaning lady?" she asked sarcastically, calming down a bit she added
"Jed, do you really think that low of me?" she finished weakly
"Ray how dare you think that...you're my world...my life, please forgive me...? Please." He ran up to her and enfolded her within his arms where she began to sob.
"No, ...sniff ... I won't forgive you...sniff ...you've taken this too far ...sniff you can't even spare me two minutes of your time, I have to practically set an appointment to see you, like I'm some client." She said in a strained whisper, placing her hands on his chest she pushed him away clambering off the desk making her way to the door.
"No Ray...please don't do this." Jed whined grabbing her upper arm.
Ray turned slowly around so that purple eyes looked into his steel blue ones, he could see the bloody tears of hurt running down her flawless cheeks and the pain in her eyes made him just want to grab that stake and kill himself.
"Sorry, its to late, Its over!" ripping her arm from his grip and stalking out the door.
"Aww god what have I done?" Jed questioned, he felt too exhausted to go after her so he slumped in his chair and dropped his head in his hands to cry, not from the pain he felt from his injuries, but the pain of loosing Ray.
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Ray sobbed as she stepped out the elevator onto the basement floor which was the under ground car parking area, making her way to her little red convertible clearly labelled 'RAY' she pushed the automatic unlock button on her key ring to open the door then slipped into the tan interior of the car to lay her head on the steering wheel and let all the tears come, she mopped them up with a tissue before they stained any thing and put her car in drive.
She drove down 5th Ave and down into the under ground parking of an apartment building. With one more look in her compact mirror satisfied she didn't have any blood on her face she walked into the elevator and leaned back on the glass covered walls forcing her new tears down as she made her decent up.
Her heart felt broken as she let her feet led the way to the apartment she had been to only an hour or so ago, knocking on the door it was opened by a pretty little woman.
The little woman looking at her new friends puffy eyes and ruffled appearance and presumed she had dumped her boyfriend.
"Aww Ray." She said sympathetically "You told him?"
With the small confirming nod she pulled Ray into the room settling together on the couch as the little woman comforted her friend.
"Amy it was sooo...di..diffic...c...u." she stuttered
"Shhh it's okay, I know."
Ray was so lucky to find a friend like Amy, they had really gotten well together at the restaurant.
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FLASH BACK
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Rays head snapped up from her fidgeting hands in her lap, she'd waited at least an hour for Jed to come and have dinner and sadly Ray knew he wasn't going to show. She looked over at her surroundings, she had a private table, larger than your normal table and in front of her she had a glass of white wine bubbling away.
What had caught her attention was a couple having trouble at the main desk with the manager. Feeling slight remorse for the happy couple she went over to the desk.
"Look Sir I made a reservation this afternoon for this place, you can't just turn us down!" the man said hotly
"I'm sorry we can't fit you in." not sounding sorry at all
"Excuse me," they all looked at her " would you like to have my table."
"But Miss Ray you haven't even had dinner..." she raised her hand to silence him
"Obviously my date is not going to turn up and I would not want to waste space. I'll just grab my coat and leave." She sighed
"Oh no Miss, if you wouldn't mind, would you have dinner with us." Asked the little woman tentatively
"No... I wouldn't want to intrude." Ray replied
"Of course not, you know what they say...' the more the merrier' " the little blue headed woman said, her eyes pleading for her to stay.
"Well if your sure..."Ray asked looking over to the man
"Oh please, be my guests, it's not every day I would get to dine with two beautiful ladies." Holding out both arms so he could escort a lady on each side.
Sitting down Ray asked "What should I call you?"
"Well my names Amy Anderson and this is Greg Peterson."
"My names Ray and I'm pleased to meet both of you."
From dinner they had gone to a bar and had more to drink while they talk about each other.
Greg and Amy worked at the hospital as doctors, that's where they met each other. After that they had gone to Amy's apartment and when Greg left they had a real girl to girl talk.
Ray had found it remarkably easy to give Amy a short summary of her life though she had deliberately excluded the fact she was a vampire.
Amy was the one who suggested that she should finish it with Jed, at first she was shocked, she never though of about that but Amy said there was no point in staying with someone who did not fully appreciate and respect her.
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END OF FLASHBACK
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"Ray he'll come begging for you to come back when he realizes what he has lost." Reassured Amy
"Yes, I'm tired of being second best to his job...but Amy...I'm gonna have to quit my job I just can't stand to see him at the moment and I'll need to get a new apartment."
"I understand...hey how about you come and stay here with Sere and I, we've got an extra room connected to Sere's bathroom." She paused before adding enthusiastically "We can become room mates!"
"You'd...you'd let me" becoming all teary again "and your room mate won't mind?"
"Of course we'd let you, you're my friend." The word friend made Ray feel so special "And Sere won't mind. I wish you could meet her, but it seems she's either: away, asleep or eating."
Ray felt a warmth form within her chest, someone wanted her and together they would build her a new life.
"Let me show you your room." Going down the hall they opened the furthest door down the hall, inside it was a nice room, not huge or any thing but not small either.
The walls were painted a stark white and there was no furniture except for the occasional junk.
"Sorry it doesn't look to good yet but I'm sure you can decorate it and if you want you can get Sere to help she's good at things like this and we can buy some furniture tomorrow."
"It's perfect..." Ray said and Amy beamed at her
"Well I'm glad you like it, and this is the bathroom..." opening the door to a good sized room
The decorating was a very feminine style of dusky pink with rose imprints in the wallpaper. An old fashioned bath with foot claws sat next to an elegant porcelain sink equipped with crystal taps.
The room reeked elegance and luxury as every rose in the wallpaper was highlighted lightly by gold, and a beautiful square gilded mirror rested above the sink. Ray had something similar in the 1920's but this one was nicer.
"Serena loves atmospheres and themes, she wanted to decorate my room as a tropical island but I drew the line at that." Giggling lightly as she reminisced
Opening the next door they walked into other room.
Her eyes adjusted in just a moment to the darkness giving her a clear view of this room. It was about the same size as hers but this particular room radiated with peace and tranquillity.
The ceiling started in black, dotted with tiny stars to fade into some different shades of reds for the rising or setting of the sun, from the reds near the bottom the colour changed into a vibrant sky blue complete clouds and birds.
The sun and moon were combined so half was sun and the other half a moon resting in the centre of the reds. The furnishing of the room looked like heavy oak, there was a large dressing table with a circular mirror, a desk piled neatly with stationary and a king-sized bed with the duvet of what she thought was a Wiccan Pentacle.
When Ray looked carefully at the walls she notices symbols integrated into the birds and stars she did not know exactly what they were but she had a feeling they were ancient symbols. Was her room mate more than just your average person?
"Shhh Ray look." Amy said stifling a giggle knocking Ray out of her thoughts,
Ray looked at the bed and saw a mass of blond hair sticking out of the covers.
"Probably exhausted from all the partying she did or something." Amy said
Ray frowned as she noticed the open French doors 'didn't she know how dangerous it is to leave it open. Probably not' she thought and moved to close it but noticed a pane of glass in the door was smashed just by the door handle.
"Amy does this happen often." Pointing to the broken glass,
Amy rolled her eyes and replied "Don't worry about it, there's a 99.9% chance it was Serena, she's the biggest klutz in the history of all klu..." she was interrupted by a low moan and they spun to look at the lump in bed finding it tossing and turning.
"Love to know whats she's dreaming of?" Ray said to Amy who blushed.
"Were going to all get along just fine." Said Amy, Ray hoped she was right.
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For the next chapter we should be back to where I was origionally before I pulled it off.
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