YAY! I decided to continue the story! It's amazing how many reviews you get when you threaten to end a story evil grin. Anywho, sorry this chapter took so long I had major a writing block and I've been writing my lemon. Oh yes, I forgot, it seemed appropriate to add a lemon after the last chapter but I don't want to change my rating. What I'm going to do is post my lemon as a oneshot when I finish it. Please read it when I post it. Also, as always, please review this story. Thanks again to all those reading this!
Disclaimer: I do not own Silver Kiss, but I do own an imagination!
Zoë opened her eyes and was greeted by the wallpaper of her room. She sat up and stretched as she walked down the stairs for breakfast. Here mother and father where in the kitchen smiling and cooking. Sun was coming through the window. They all walked out side where people were waiting for them. Simon, Carol, Lorraine where among the smiling crowd. Zoë looked over at her mother but was treated to a horrific sight. A corpse stood in her mothers place. Skin was falling off its face and the bones underneath were rotting and turning black. Zoë ran to Lorraine, but she just kept getting farther away until she was to far way to see. Then Zoë was in Carols yard. She looked around and found her father making out with Carol as the corpse of her mother looked on.
"Stop it Daddy. Stop it right NOW." Zoë pulled Carol and her father apart but it wasn't her father. He looked the way he had when she had fond his dead body, pale, unsmiling, and covered in blood. She turned to Carol how was bleeding profusely from the neck. She pointed at Zoë. 'NO' Zoë thought. 'I didn't do that.'
"STOP IT!" Zoë screamed at the top of her lungs, and than they were gone. It was just Simon and Zoë, starring at each other. A smile found its way to Zoë's face. "Oh Simon…" Zoë breathed and ran to hug him. She held the embrace but he pushed her away. Zoë looked at the sky and saw the sun. The cursed sun beating down on them. She turned to Simon but he wasn't smiling any more. He was evaporating. Zoë reached out and tried to grab him but she went right through him. Than just like that, he too was gone. Now Zoë stood alone in the yard. She looked down at her hands that are covered in blood and saw steam was coming from them. She was evaporating like Simon had. She looked up at the sun and started to scream when….
She woke up. She was alone in a wood shed. Tears were spilling out of her eyes and her body had broken into a cold sweat. Standing up she started yelling Simon's name hysterically. 'Where is he? Please say he didn't evaporate.' Zoë ran out of the shed and was tackled to the ground by an unseen force. She tried to struggle against her captor but it held her to the ground and a cold hand found its way to her mouth.
"Calm down Zoë, someone might hear you." Simon was sitting on top of her with his had over her mouth. As soon as Zoë heard his voice she calmed down and stopped screaming. Simon cautiously removed his hand from her mouth and helped her stand up. He didn't understand it. It had been a week since they had collected the soil from the graveyard where Zoë was supposed to be buried but she still could not sleep during the day. He did not know what was wrong. 'Maybe some of the other vampires will know why she can't sleep' Simon sighed and handed Zoë a squirrel.
"Thanks" Zoë said in a small voice. She leaned in and gave Simon a kiss. Simon didn't ponder her odd sleeping habits long as he returned to kiss and pulled Zoë into a close hug. He pulled away for a second to admire her beauty. She was becoming paler than she already had been and her black hair framed her face in a way that took Simons breath away.
Walking back into the wood hut they packed up the few clothes that they had taken from Zoë's house. Zoë still had not learned how to become transparent or transform into an animal so traveling was hard. To Zoë's surprise you couldn't just learn those things over night. That was what had made Christopher so much stronger that Simon had been, Christopher had a teacher. Simon tried to teach all he learned from the other vampires but he wasn't a very good teacher. To both their displeasure they had to continue walking.
Simon's plan was to travel to the Canadian/Alaskan boarder were they would meet up with the other vampires and split up. He would travel to Russia and continue the fight with the other vampires and Zoë would spend time with the vampire tribe until she was ready to join him. He didn't want to leave Zoë again but he didn't want to bring her into a battle that she wasn't prepared for. But the thing Simon feared most about this plan was telling Zoë. After seeing her rage he knew he didn't want to be on the wrong end of a temper tantrum. But he knew that she would see the smart thinking behind this plan, he hoped.
"Hey," Zoë said, bringing Simon back to the real world. "You aren't still mad at me are you?" She gave him the biggest puppy dog eyes she could muster and stuck her lip out every so slightly that made Simon think over his decision to leave her. He smiled at her and ruffled her hair like a dog and scratched her ears.
"I can never stay mad at you for to long" Simon pulled her face next to his and kissed her on the lips. 'No I can never stay mad at you for long.' Simon plastered a smile on his face and pulled Zoë's backpack over his shoulders. Zoë followed him to the path and they exited the woods together.
They were in Oregon. It was amazing how far you could get traveling at super-human speed with minimal stops and never tiring. When they had stopped it was only to feed. Zoë found that as a vampire you also had super-human bladder control. When they had stopped it was usually in a small town where there were fewer people to notice you. But this time they were near Portland, Oregon. It was a Saturday night and all the college kids were out parting the night away. When Zoë and Simon entered the town you couldn't tell them from the many club-hoppers that laced the city streets. Zoë was wearing a tight black camisole with red beads sewn into it and a short black leather jacket. She also wore a short black skirt with black lace and red ribbons hanging off it and black commando boots with red laces. Simon had on his leather jacket, a blood red shirt and dark jeans.
They entered the city with the masses of college students for the University of Oregon and blended into the crowd. They walked up to one of the sketcher looking nightclubs and were greeted with the foul stench of alcohol and the blaring of head-banging, ear-splitting, shoot your eyes through your nose music. They gave each other one last kiss and split up. Simon went to the bar and spotted a lonely girl sitting by herself. 'Might as well go keep her company.' Simon thought as he went to sit next to the obviously uncomfortable girl.
Zoë on the other hand, took a completely different approach. She went straight to the dance floor and started shaking her ass. Like a fly to honey, a much older college boy came up to her and tried to impress her with his dance moves. 'Or lack there of.' Zoë thought to herself. Non the less she giggled when he tripped over his feet and gave an especially sexy smile when he made a lewd comment about her boobs. She had him wrapped around her finger. 'Soon to be my fang.' Zoë smiled and ran her hands down his chest, which earned her a wolfish smile.
Meanwhile, at the bar, Simon watched this exchange with stone eyes. He turned his attention to his own prospect. She seemed uncomfortable being in such a loud place with such a handsome stranger talking to her but he gave her one of his dazzling smile and met her eyes. Once he held her gaze he began to mesmerize her and she melted like butter in a microwave. Simon took the once timid girls hand and led her to a corner of the club.
Zoë was also watching her beau with a stony gaze. She couldn't see who he was talking to but it didn't matter. Food was food. She turned back to her dancing partner and the sexiness was back at its highest. She was becoming boarder-line sluty but she needed to be. Her mesmerizing powers were not as strong as Simons since she was only a week old in vampire terms. Compared to Simon she was a baby. Zoë shook her head a little. 'Can't think about Simon right now. I've got to get this over with.' Zoë wrapped her arms around the unsuspecting students neck and pushed him against the wall. She could hear the blood rushing through him and smell its sweet smell through his skin. She slowly let her fangs slide out and placed her mouth on his neck. Puncturing his skin, she began to suck the sweet nectar and let it warm her entire body. The best thing about clubs like this is that it doesn't look weird if you're sucking on someone's neck. Looking around Zoë saw at least three other couples pushed close together becoming very familiar with each other. Zoë also saw Simon in a corner with his own meal. Smiling inwardly, Zoë continued feeding on her own victim.
Simon had brought his meal into a secluded corner of the club. Placing an arm around her waist he brought her close to his body and placed a single kiss on her neck. This earned a gasp of surprise from the girl and she tried to push away. Simon simply looked into her eyes again and she was back under his control. He smiled at her and placed another kiss on her neck. He always enjoyed the romantic element of a silver kiss but he knew Zoë was watching and quickly slipped his fangs into the girl's neck. This to earned him a gasp but it was a gasp of pleasure this time. The girl place her hands on the back of Simons head and ran her finger through his hair. With this encouragement he sucked harder and earned another gasp. 'I had better stop or I'll kill her. That might be a little hard to explain.' As if on cue Zoë came over, done with her meal and tapped Simon on the shoulder.
"You might be having fun, big brother, but I'm not. Let's blow this popsicle stand!" Zoë gave a huge pout and crossed her arms across her chest. Simon smiled at her.
"Fine sis. Let's go." That was exactly how they rehearsed it. Zoë would come and pull Simon away and they would look like a normal pair of brother and sister going out to have a good time. But than something unrehearsed happened. The girl Simon had pulled away gasped and Zoë finally got a clear view of her face. Zoë too gasped and nearly screamed. (Okay Simon and Zoë are in OREGON, can you guess who this anonymous person is?) IT WAS LORRAINE! (Big surprise thererolls eyes).