Chapter 6
She felt like crying- allowing all the joy, love, and laughter emerging from her and reveal itself by rolling down her brown cheeks in the large drops of water. First the pain rises in her throat and an unfamiliar sting clouds her eyes and she weeps. Her sobs shake her whole body and he holds her closer, rocking her gently. She cries for her father, for Elden, and most of all, for him. She silences the inner voice that scolds her for being so weak and childish. And her heart begins to heal. Sniffling, she grinned at him and threw her arms around his muscular shoulders, "You have no idea what this means to me, Remy."
He stroked her soft hair, and consoled her. "I c'n try to imagine, chere." He was beginning to choke up but not for the same reason as she. He often wondered why he tortured himself this way. He always knew when she was near- her scent would flood his Vampiric senses, the blood would tease him, her heart pounding like a drum in his ears. But it wasn't her fault, by no means was it for her to remedy. He never told her about his desires to kiss her rosebud lips, to quicken the pace of her heart, forcing it to betray the location of the channel of her life in her neck. Nibbling at first, he often fantasized of making her like him- it would hurt at first- for her, but it would fade. He would be gentle with her, unlike many he had preyed upon before. All he wanted was just a small taste… he could control himself, couldn't he? He watched as almost mechanically his hand reached out, firmly grasping her white hair in his leather gloved fist, and gently pulled her head backwards. Her eyes were wide, "Just like a deer before you shoot it- and it know it comin'" he mused.
Trembling she whispered, "Remy… what are you doing?"
"Don' worry, Stormy… it's not gon' hurt too bad." Not waiting to hear anymore protests, he feasted on her life force… stealing her very soul away. Her struggles were half hearted and until they finally ceased, he pulled away in terror of the realization of what he had done. He'd taken too much! He placed two fingers at the corner of his mouth, horrified that they came away bloody… her blood…
"No…. NO!" he pulled is glove off with his teeth and took a knife to his wrist, desperately letting it trickle in to her open mouth, allowing it to go down her throat. She never awakened. He picked up her body and cradled it in his arms. "I'm sorry, Stormy… I didn't mean to… I'm so sorry…" Tears of blood rolled down his pale cheeks and landed on her face, leaving crimson trails where they landed. A noise behind him… a pain in his heart. He looked down to a piece of wood sticking out of his chest, covered in Ororo's newly drained blood. He turned to see a regal figure at the end of a bow staff right before he crumbled into nothing.
Remy jerked awake, covered in blood-sweat. He could still smell her powerful, musky scent in his room. His chest heaved up and down in mock panic- even though they did not grab any oxygen from the air. He was told old habits died hard when he lost his humanity, but it had been over 700 years and his lungs still pretended to work. He rubbed his eyes and stared at the ceiling, not even at one particular thing, just zoning out, pondering his dream. The dream had haunted him ever since he and Ororo met 23 years ago, when they had a few adventurous romps in the wars. He remembers the scene vividly in and out of dream, it was after she had lost most the men in her war party- at only twenty-four she was carrying the war load that most kings would never dirty they're hands with. A princess among the most beautiful race of people, the most innocent, running with the devil. Only The Bite was in his dreams, a dark desire he had allowed to fester in his heart. The disturbing part of this particular facet of the dream was the first time he saw the person on the other end of the stake. He knows she is coming. His beautiful Stormy is finally returning to her dark prince. And she is very well bringing his death with her.
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Author note: Without intention, this chapter matches the song "building a mystery" by Sarah McLachlan (I found out while proofreading and having the music going- got goose bumps-lol)
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