By: Lady Isis

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Don't own Don't sue.

NOTE: This is a LEMON chapter; don't say I didn't warn you.

Chapter 14

Dark Heart

Serena exited the shower with a billow of steam. Heading to her wardrobe, she flicked through the articles of clothing and decided on a nightclub outfit. Making a decision she selected an iridescent pale pink dress with a plunging 'v' neckline and short asymmetrical skirt. Dropping her towel she slid into the dress, shivering as the cool satin lining touched her flushed skin. Sitting at her dressing table, Serena frowned and looked at her face, making an eventual decision. She left her long hair down and applied slivery eye shadow, finishing it off with medium pink lipstick. Standing up, she returned back to her closet and removed a pair of white strappy shoes with three inch heels. She knew they were rather high, but it was for a special occasion. Besides it's not often that she got the opportunity to wear them.

Standing up, she smoothed her dress down over her hips and seized her light jacket before walking out the door.

"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Serena asked Amy, who stopped her feverish typing to look up.

"Quite sure, I've got a mountain to destroy," she replied, indicating to the massive pile of papers stacked up on top of each other.

"Well, see you later," Serena called as she headed out the door towards the elevator.

Time to party! Serena smiled and jogged into the closing elevator.

Walking into Jupiter, Serena waved at Ray behind the counter, and wove through the raving couples to sit at the modern bar stool.

"So what do you want?" Ray asked, indicating at the alcohol.

"Nothing," Serena answered, "How's it been so far?"

"I love it! No suits, no boring statistics, just loud music." Ray laughed.

"Where's Lita?" Serena asked.

"I'm here," came Lita's voice as she walked through the backroom door.

"Congrats Lita!" Serena shrieked, looking at the many people dancing around the impressive club.

Lita smiled. "Thanks Serena, it's been hard work, right Ray?"

"Sure has," Ray agreed.

"But you know what would make it better?" Lita asked.

"What?" Serena asked curiously.

"If a little violet eyed person would sing on the bar," Lita smiled, winking at Ray.

"No way!" Ray yelped.

"I heard you singing in the backroom earlier." Lita smirked.

"Uh-uh," Ray disapproved, crossing her arms under her breasts.

"Please Ray," Serena begged, eager to hear her sing.

"No, now you've got Serena in it." Ray scowled.

"P-l-e-a-s-e Ray." Serena whined pouting.

"I'll give you a bonus," Lita bribed with a sly smirk, "And as your boss I command you to."

"But I get stage fright!" Ray declared.

"Ray that has got to be the biggest lie ever!" Serena snorted rolling her eyes, "You love the attention."

Ray poked her tongue out and Serena retaliated with her own, "Fine you win, but I'll do it later, more people."

"Ray here's you moment to shine!" Lita encouraged, pushing Ray onto the bar and handing her the microphone, "it's a universal beat so sing something."

Ray felt slightly nervous on the bar and suddenly everyone was watching her. As the dance music thumped from the speakers, Ray felt her tense muscles ease as she moved to the rhythm. Lifting the microphone to her face she felt a sudden song bubble in her breast and explode through her lips, a song that she had secretly kept to herself, about Jed.

As the music peaked she began to sing in a low seductive tone,

All this time I'm waiting, I wasn't anticipating,

For a love like you, a love that is always true.

Thought you got me dreaming,

Find it hard believing in a love like you,

A love that is always true.

As the music pounded Ray began to dance, swaying her hips smoothly and spinning, her long hair whipping around as she became lost in the beat. Very soon she felt hands claim her, running down her sides and hips. Turning around she looked into the rough face of Chad, who had joined her dancing on the bar. Even though it felt so god damned wrong to be with him, her ecstasy clouded her judgement and she continued dancing, unaware of another man watching them, his blue eyes shining with pure venom and betrayal.

Jed watched the two figures dance on the bar his face contorting into a mask of anger, how dare she let that vile human touch her! How dare she!

Moving forwards to kill the bastard touching her, he was stopped as Zach grabbed him and held him back.

"Let me go." Jed hissed in an unnerving low voice.

Zach shook his head and tried to pull him towards the exit, but when Ray began to sing the second part of her beautiful song Jed froze like a statue. Jed never knew she could sing like that. It angered him further that she had things she had never told him, but he also felt lust pool into his lower region as he watched her move. He once again scowled as he noted the scandalous dress she wore. It was deep crimson in colour with an off the shoulder neck line, the shimmering material curved tightly over her hips into an asymmetrical hemline, and was finished off with strategically placed slashes over the thighs and stomach.

Love is an angel holding its sides,

Love is an angel standing by your side.

Are you an angel?

Are you a guy?

Where is the answer?

Where is the lie?

Are you my vengeance?

Are you my pride?

Are you a stranger?

Heaven decides.

Love is an angel!

As the scruffy looking man pressed closer and began to kiss Rays neck where Jed marked her, he exploded, no one touches what is mine! His animal side howled releasing a wave of psychic power. At once Ray stopped singing, her body becoming as stiff as a board as she located the darkness smouldering in the crowd. Jed her mind registered in horror as her eyes connected with his, shining with ill contained anger that burned her with hurt and betrayal. He was a huge contrast from the dancing people swirling around his motionless body, his aura glowed sinisterly, then he began to advance towards the bar.

'Jed please not here,' she found herself begging, opening their connection, but his step never faltered.

Zack hunted within his pockets and removed his cell phone, "Darien get to the club Jupiter now, Jed's gone wild."

Jumping onto the bar Chad didn't have a chance as Jed punched him in the face, and with a sickening 'crack' sending him flying off the bar, hooking his arm around Ray's waist he pulled her against him and slammed his mouth upon hers, biting her lip and sliding into her warm cavern. Breaking the kiss he plunged his fangs into her neck proving to everyone watching that she was his and his only, Ray gasped softly and arched against him strangely passive to his intentions.

Drinking her sweet blood he felt once again complete. Releasing her, he looked into her glazed eyes and snatched a final kiss before he jumped off the bar to finish the idiot that dared to touch his soul mate so offensively. Chad sat on the ground nursing a broken nose but wobbly stood up as the groups of motionless people parted to let through the fuming blond.

"Hey man, you can have her just don't touch me!" Chad surrendered, holding his hands up, but Jed took no heed of his begging.

Grabbing the front of his shirt, Jed lifted him right off the floor and prepared to lay a second punch. Ray blinked as realization set in and her eyes went wide. Leaping off the bar she clung to Jed's punching arm and looked into his hard steel eyes.

"Please," she whispered, "don't do it, I beg you I'll go back with you, just don't do this!"

Jed looked unconvinced and turned away, "She's right you know." Darien's voice entered.

"Kill him and we'll have an even bigger mess to clean up."

"But I want to kill him." Jed hissed back.

"Take Ray and go," Darien advised, we can kill him later he added mentally.

Sighing in disgust, Jed reluctantly dropped Chad onto the floor and grabbed Rays arm, pulling her towards the exit.

Lita ran into the backroom and started to pick up the phone. No sooner had it left the cradle, it was pushed back down by a large tanned hand. Looking up she gazed into the face of an extraordinary looking man with brown green eyes and long dark hair.

"Don't," He said quietly in a silky tone that had Lita's knees wobbling.

Leaning against the wall for support she found herself getting lost within his eyes. Must call police, must call…who? Why am I here, she thought frantically.Nathaniel watched as the tall woman began to slide down the wall onto the floor as he began to erase her memory. When she lost consciousness he walked out back into the nightclub.

Blinking her eyes from the fog clouding them, she frowned, why am I here? "Oh right, must get more vodka." Lita smiled at her forgetfulness and grabbed a bottle.

Standing outside the club Ray looked down at the floor as the four men scowled irritably.

"Jed what the hell did you think you were doing?" Zach yelled.

"I was going to kill that bastard." Jed snarled back.

"You can't do that again," Nathaniel stated, "we were very close to having the police called."

"Is everyone's memories adjusted?" Darien asked, changing the subject. Zach nodded.

As the men talked Ray fazed out, something's not right her subconscious cried, messaging her temples she spun around as she tried to find which direction it came from.

"What's wrong?" Jed asked, knowing that strained expression.

"Something is not right." Ray whimpered.

Tuning into the disturbance she was thrown back into the arms of Jed as sudden evil slammed into her. It was horrifying; she could feel the persons hate and dark intentions roll over her and it was suffocating. Probing further she realized it was chasing something, someone weaker. She picked up the terrible feeling of desperation as the victim tried to run. It made her cry to feel the persons frantic mental calls of help drowned out by the huge power, then a sickening realization occurred when she realized who was being chased.

Jerking back she looked up into the curious stares of the four men, turning to Darien she began to cry.

"It's going to kill her," She sobbed.

"Kill who?" Nathaniel asked.

"Serena."

Serena had been aware of something in Jupiter. She had no idea what it was and couldn't diagnose it. As Ray began to sing the presence became stronger, silently beckoning her until she was able to locate its source: a man at the back of the club. Unlike everyone else he did not dance and wore a heavy tan trench coat. Squinting, she tried to look at his face, but it was over shadowed. Sliding his hands into his pockets she saw his eyes – glitter acknowledging her awareness, and then he walked out the exit. She felt her curiosity burn. After a minute she decided to follow, as far as she could tell his presence was peaceful enough.

Leaving the club, she stepped into the alley and looked right and left to see which way he went. Suddenly his peaceful presence took a 180 degree turn, the calm facade fading away to reveal the true hate beneath, and it was directed solely at her.

Spinning on her heel, she tried the door, only to find it jammed closed by his power. Fear began to well within her and she started to run away from him through the dark alleys. As she sped up he copied and soon she was running at full speed, her breath coming out as ragged gasps. She had felt peoples anger towards her, but never so terribly intent and destructive. To be short, it terrified her; she had never been so scared in her life. She had been often worried by the bounties she was told to carry out, but at least then she had confidence in her power, but whoever was chasing her was horrendously strong and his influence drowned her, stripping her of her assurance and abilities.

Turning into an alley, her heart stopped as she saw it was a dead end. Spotting a way out, she sprinted and jumped, her hands catching onto the lowest rung of the fire exit. The rusted metal cut into her hand but the adrenaline to survive blocked out all pain. Climbing up the ladder, Serena began to feel tears prickle in her eyes; she was never going to see Darien again.

Her heart agonizingly broke, she regretted pushing him back, regretted not giving him a chance. She now ironically knew he was so damn perfect, the only man for her. Using her upper body strength she climbed onto the roof of the building and began to run across, but just as she passed the middle the trench coated man suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her path. Skidding to a stop Serena slipped to the floor her eyes widening in desperation as he advanced.

"Huh, I thought you were going to be a challenge." He laughed mockingly, his face hidden by shadows.

Serena tried to think of a spell but she couldn't get her mind to work, nothing was there. Her fear had paralyzed her. Oh goddess, his hate was so overpowering she couldn't believe someone could despise her so much. Who was he and what had she done to offend him?

"Wh-what are you going to do to me?" Serena found herself whispering in a hoarse voice.

"Isn't it obvious?" He smirked.

"Why me? What have I done to you?" She demanded, tears shining in her eyes.

"You were born," He snarled, the smile falling from his face.

Flicking his jacket to the side he pulled out a large automatic gun. Serena couldn't help but laugh at his antics, "You're a vampire why don't you just drain me dry?"

"I don't even want to touch you." He spat disgustedly, "You're a waste of energy, a waste of life."

Serena raised her head proudly despite her fear. She was going to die with dignity and not give the monster the satisfaction of her tears. The sky darkened as thick clouds rolled over the moon and suddenly a bitter wind blew up, tearing at the man's trench coat. Thunder crashed in the sky and fat raindrops followed, saturating the pair within seconds. Raising his arm he aimed the gun at her chest. At least he was giving her a quick death. Serena silently prayed to the goddess for safe deliverance and heard him remove the safety on the gun.

Abruptly, a flash of lightening hit the man's hand, extracting a hiss of pain and sending the gun spiralling across the floor. Looking up Serena almost swooned. Darien stood at the edge of the building, his hair sexily tousled and wet clothes clinging to his muscled figure. But unlike any other time she'd seen him, his eyes smouldered with fury that made her fearful but also turned her on.

"Well well well, fancy meeting you here Darien." The man drawled smiling tightly, "I should have realized it was you, you always were good with the weather."

Darien growled revealing his elongated fangs, "Touch her and I won't hesitate to finish what we started."

"Yes," The man laughed in a reminiscing tone, "enjoy what time you have left as King, because I'll be back to re-claim my title and when that happens, little girl – you're dead." Then as mysteriously as he came, he was gone.

The man's leave broke the spell over Serena and she stood up. Turning towards Darien she saw his face marred by a deep scowl, his fangs bared and fists shaking angrily by his sides. A smothering need for him washed over her. Running towards him, she threw her arms around his neck and laid a heated kiss on his lips, tangling her fingers in his silky hair. She felt Darien's initial surprise but soon he got into it and curved his arms around her waist, drawing her closer. Serena's body sung with satisfaction. Breaking the kiss Darien looked down at her, the angry expression dissipating, being replaced by concern.

"Did he hurt you?" Darien asked worriedly.

"Just kiss me," Serena demanded, tendrils of warmth forming within her abdomen.

Grinning Darien did as she asked and roughly kissed her, sliding into her honeycomb mouth. Daringly, his hands roamed her curves as his lips slid to her jaw and down to her neck where he sucked her erratic pulse. Suddenly sensing something, Darien's head snapped up, his eyes glowering into the darkness. Possessively, Darien crushed Serena against him; someone was watching them and he didn't like it. Abruptly Darien swept Serena off her feet, causing her to gasp in shock, and moved to the edge of the building, where he leapt building to building towards his penthouse. As he moved, he gritted his teeth as Serena's soft lips kissed his throat, her fingers playing softly with the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Dear god Serena, if you don't stop that I'll take you right here." Darien growled his pace increasing; Serena retaliated by wriggling enticingly in his arms.

Landing on his penthouse balcony his power opened the double doors and he strode within. Placing Serena back onto her feet he cupped her shapely behind, thrusting her against his body so that she could feel his hard arousal.

"Is this what you want?" Darien whispered in her ear, "because once we start I'm not going to stop. You'll be mine."

"Yesss," Serena replied, desperate for his touch.

Darien claimed her lips in a crushing kiss. Serena thought the past kisses were amazing but this one put them all to shame. Serena's world literally rocked and she felt her body melt within his embrace. Suddenly the barrier of clothing was intolerable and Serena's fingers began to half undo half rip his shirt open, sliding her hands into the open crevice she guided it from his shoulders, Darien chuckled at her eagerness and slowly pulled the zipper of her dress down. Pushing the straps away, the dress fluttered down to the floor leaving her near naked body visible to his hungry eyes. Kissing down her throat, Darien's tongue flicked out to erotically tease his bite mark still evident on her neck.

Kicking her shoes off Serena wrapped her legs around Darien's narrow hips. Darien moaned at feeling her warm and open against his throbbing erection. His hands moved unrestricted across her body, running through her wet hair and worshipping her breasts. He wanted to do the whole thing slowly to savour every single moment and touch every bit of her but in all honesty, he didn't know if he could last that long. He had never been so aroused in his life!

Placing her onto his bed, Serena whimpered at the loss of attention and the coldness of the silk as it touched her burning skin. Serena watched Darien undo his belt and smirked as he fumbled, the bulge extremely obvious in the front of his pants. As he pulled his pants and boxers, down the air whooshed from her lungs. He was large and pointed straight at her. She felt her confidence falter as he advanced towards her, the strong muscles in his body rippling. She felt butterflies in her stomach and intense heat down below that screamed for Darien. Sensing her hesitation, he crawled above her and claimed her mouth again in a heated kiss. Sliding his thumb beneath the elastic of her pink panties he drew them down her legs and looked at her in all her naked glory. Just when he thought he could get no harder his arousal further escalated to the point where it was painful. It didn't help that Serena's impish smile had returned and her fingers were tracing down south.

A deep rumble formed within Darien's throat, "I have to do it now," he whispered in strain, biting her ear.

Sliding between her legs Darien thrust within her burying himself hilt deep, closing his eyes Darien felt bliss course through him, Serena arched against him and gasped. Getting closer he wrapped her legs around his hips and rhythmically began to move in and out, groaning in ecstasy as her silken muscles expanded and contracted pleasurably around him.

"Oh god Serena," he hissed, tightening his grip upon her hips.

Two pink spots formed on Serena's pale cheeks at the exertion and a sheen of sweat formed on both their bodies but the effect was agonizingly pleasurable. Her fingernails raked across Darien's back as they began to climax. When Darien released there was an explosion of colour, it felt as if both their souls had merged together as one beautiful miasma of love.

There was a large pause, as if the world had frozen for them, then Darien collapsed on top off her, sliding from her body. Serena cried at the loss of him but Darien gathered her in his arms and pulled her under the silk sheets where she curled against his chest. Sleep spread its wings upon the lovers and they slipped into oblivion both content and fulfilled.

To Mr. Fearon

We appreciate your generous donation towards our hospital and would therefore be honoured if you would attend our black tie Hospital Charity Ball.

Yours Sincerely

Dr. Marcus Reynold

Zachary smirked as he placed the invitation upon his desk, we'll meet again, sooner than you think, my fairy.

"So, what have you found?" Diamond asked.

"My Lord," the dark haired woman murmured in her gruff voice, "Your guest is after revenge from a young woman, his reasons are unclear but it appears the woman is tied to De Silva."

"Really," he drawled, thinking, "interesting. Did you get anything else?"

"Yes My Lord, I managed to get pictures before De Silva became aware of me."

Walking forwards the woman's heels clicked on the hard floor, handing him the high quality shots. He shuffled through them. His mouth went dry as he saw the beautiful woman with silver like hair, what a beauty his eyes devouring her creamy legs; he frowned as his guest – wearing a trench coat – pointed a gun at her. What did she do to you? She barely looks old enough to have insulted you over twenty years ago? Is she one of us? Diamond highly doubted that, otherwise he would have heard about the nymph's beauty.

His fists clenched tighter on the photos as he flicked to the next. The blond nymph was in the arms of De Silva and was passionately kissing him, his hands indecently touching her.

"Who is this woman?" Diamond seethed.

"Serena Serenity Lennox," the masculine woman replied boringly.

"You're kidding," Diamond whispered, eyes wide, why are you trying to kill her of all people?

Sorry it took longer than predicted to update…it's just been a terrible week for me. Thanx Rose for getting me back on track.