Sorry that it took me so long. X-mas shopping is a bi-otch! Hope you like it. Tell me if you would rather the mother be somebody else.
"My mom's name was Megan Smith. The story I was told was that you guys met in your teens at foster care. Apparently you two were dating, and she got adopted and you met Whistler. When you both went your separate ways she found out she was pregnant. Luckily my adoptive grandparents were happy to have baby and raised me as their own. They thought that two kids for the price for one was an amazing deal. When I was fifteen, I learned that Megan was actually my mom. I was brought being told that she was my older sister."
Vanessa finished her explanation and looked at her audience. Blade was staring at her. The others already knew her story, but she did expect Blade to be shocked to find out that he had a grown daughter.
"All this time, I had a daughter?" he said more to himself. He sat down in a chair and really looked at his daughter. She looked so much like her mother, but she had his eyes. He almost smiled. Almost.
"Isn't that what I said?" she said sarcastically.
"Hey, Blade. I think she inherited your temper," King said as a joke. Vanessa walked over to King. She grabbed him by the throat.
"King, you are this close to a body cast. Lay off the jokes, and your limbs stay unbroken. Got it?" He nodded and she let him go.
"King, you and Abby can catch him up on the details. I have an errand to run. I'm going to several clubs and safe houses to find out what they know about the final solution." She turned and started walking towards the door. Blade snapped out of his trance.
"How is Megan?" he asked. Vanessa turned to look at him and with some sympathy said, "She died when I was fifteen. That's when I found out. The vampires found out that we both were linked to you. We tried to get out of the country. They caught up with us at the airport and shot her. I was with her until she died. That was when she revealed everything to me: who you were, the world of vampires, and that she was my mom. She also told me to tell you that she's glad you're doing something to benefit society."
Blade didn't say anything, but took his sunglasses off. The gesture and the look in his eyes told her that he was thankful that she told him. She left the room without another word.
At a vampire club
The girl stepped into the club and took a survey of her surroundings. There were bodies swaying to the music. Couples were making out and feeding in the dark corners.
The dark stranger at bar counter noticed all of this. This girl intrigued him. She was not a Pureblood, nor was she turned. She was a pretty young thing. She was probably in her twenties, had long black in hair in ringlets and beautiful golden eyes. She was wearing a tight black tank top, leather pants, and high-heel boots.
She walked up to the bar and ordered a blood margarita. She sat down next to the dark stranger. He sized her up, and decided she would make a nice snack. She turned around as if sensing he was staring at her. She smiled flirtatiously and looked him and up and down. Not bad, she thought to herself.
"You're cute. I don't think I've ever seen you here before. Are you a newcomer?" she asked suddenly interested in the stranger.
"I'm older than you think. What's your name?" he asked.
"Melissa, what's yours?" Vanessa replied. The bartender handed her the margarita she ordered. She slipped it slowly.
"It's long and hard for you Americans to pronounce, but the people who are familiar with mecall me Drake."