Gevaden: Hey folks! I'd love to hear what you think of the fic, a friend of mine printed out the fic and I read it out to my school's writers group to which it got a great response.
Selene and Michael sat at a table across from Ryan in his office of sorts. They were looking at a map and discussing the recent events, plotting a course of action. Selene and Ryan were agreeing on what to do but Michael wasn't so sure. Whilst Ryan and Selene wanted to send out the death angels and death dealers to find and kill the enemy, Michael was taking a slightly more cautious approach. But eventually he gave in and the meeting was finished.
Ryan and Selene were talking about the finer details whilst walking to the firing range. As they passed through the main hall they sensed a very weak presence approach the castle. Before they could react the doors to the castle opened and the person entered. It was a starved wraith of a creature, soaked to the bone, clothes were rags. It was Daniel, the old head of the elites before the lycans took over.
"Daniel old friend!" Ryan said as he ran over.
"Blood, I need blood." He replied.
"Of course, get some of the emergency blood!" Ryan ordered and someone went running.
"The elites are under the pay roll of Markus." He murmured.
"Are you sure?" Ryan asked. The elites were the ever loyal and respected guardians of the most respected and powerful immortals, as I'm sure you all remember.
"Positive, read my mind, see the memory." Daniel pleaded. Ryan used his mental power to dig deep into Daniel's mind, searching for the memory that was given to him, he watched. Indeed, the elites were under the sway of the enemy. Ryan looked to the crowd; he didn't keep his elite around to often anymore, found them a bit unnecessary.
"Where the elites?" Ryan asked the present immortals.
"Upstairs, in the second firing range." Replied a Lycan.
Ryan looked to some off duty death angels.
"Come on!" Ryan ordered as they stormed to where the elites would be.
There was massive firefight but the elites were eventually defeated, although Ryan was unable to capture any, the ones who survived the gunfight killed themselves as to avoid leaking information.
"Contact the other councilors; tell them that the elites are to be wanted dead or alive, maximum threat factor." Selene ordered to a secretary of sorts once the action had died down.
Some time later, the death angels and death dealers were all ready to get out on the streets and do what they did best. Ryan and Selene were addressing them.
"Your mission is to get out there and bring back blood, the blood of those who have you bled dry. This is someone I want to go after." Ryan said as he turned on a projector showing a tall thin Egyptian man, well a vampire.
"He is a researcher for Anub'Arak. We have reason to believe his research is something of a threat to us." Selene continued. The next slide showed three women, lycans in fact.
"These are his bodyguards, be careful. They are very dangerous; kill them if you see them. They don't need to be alive." Selene explained before escorting them to the exit. Selene would be leading the death dealers and a captain of Ryan's led his angels.
Ryan was about to retire for a while when he came found Nekkita walking around like a lost lamb. He of course approached his little apprentice.
"How are you child?" He asked.
"Fine, just a little hungry." She replied, hungry like a child who had just risen from her bed, which she was, a child just awoken.
"Come then." He replied. She was happy that she was going to eat, little did she realize that he was bringing her hunting on the streets.
The two stood on a roof, next to the statue of a gargoyle. Ryan pointed to two people on the streets.
"Do you see those two people?" Ryan asked.
"Yes." She replied.
"What is going on?" Ryan asked.
"Looks like one is mugging the other." Nekkita pointed out, which was exactly what was going on.
"Indeed, we shall feed on the mugger." Ryan replied.
"Or we could help that poor woman." Nekkita replied.
"It is not our way. We have helped the humans many times without them knowing it, but we must be a silent and secret hero, as we must be their scourge." Ryan explained.
When the mugging was over Ryan stepped off the building, he fell and landed quite well, Nekkita jumped down after him. Ryan crossed the street and down an alley that the mugger had gone down, Nekkita followed.
They spotted the mugger, a European by the looks of it, lower middle class, a thin woman. Ryan came up behind her, his silent steps allowed him to walk up to his victim without being detected.
He was mere feet from the mugger and then suddenly she was in his hands, she was about to scream but he covered her mouth with his hand; he nearly broke her neck with the force of his grasp.
Suddenly the women regretted all her sins, the people she had mugged, the men she had cheated on or used, she suddenly was screaming in her mind for mercy, begging to god for help.
Ryan was about to dig in, but then offered the woman's neck to Nekkita. Nekkita stepped away shaking her head.
"To take a life would make me no better than her. Have her die before I bite her. I don't wish to see it."
Ryan frowned but kept his grip tight on the woman. In a way, Nekkita was not defying him. She just refused to take a life.
"We are killers. It's who we are. We are monsters. We kill what
we need to survive and nothing more. Self-defense is in this category. And she is a sinner. Do you wish to save a sinner?"
Nekkita looked away and sighed. "Everyone's sins can be forgiven, given that the poor soul wishes for it."
"Do you?" Ryan asked the woman whimpering in his arms. "Do you wish fro redemption?" The woman nodded as best as she could. "Then you are forgiven." He twisted her neck until it snapped and held the fresh corpse out to his child.
Nekkita approached the woman, afraid that it would not be good enough. Taking the woman in her arms she glanced at the exposed neck for a moment before biting into it. The blood was sweet and fulfilled her in a way she never felt before. She finally pulled away and wiped the blood from her mouth. Ryan took the woman from her and laid her gently on the ground.
"My child, you are now a true immortal." Ryan gave her a pat on the shoulder with a very proud smile and escorted her home. The whole way home he tried to explain to her that mortals slaughter animals for food every day with no consideration, immortals feed on sinners to survive and that makes them all the different. But by the end he felt that his point hadn't quite hit home. Nekkita was too young and idealistic(as most people her age are) to truly get the point but tonight she had made the first step into the rest of her life…or afterlife.
Gevaden: Another chapter! Many thanks to Teri Neko for her constant help and of course thank you to the fine souls that have been reviewing:
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