Arezue; Desire

Chapter eleven: A shower and a prophecy

The burning water cascaded down the brunette's body like molten lava, yet she didn't seem fazed. The water's heat didn't even match up to the heat from all the anger she was experiencing.

A son, Angel's son – her brother. It made no sense, but then again, it made all the sense in the world. The Sanshu prophecy made sense now.

And to think she'd made fun of the seer who'd made the prediction. Being a prominent seer herself, she ought to have listened.

England, 1847

New England, Ye English Faire. Arezue and William walked through the fair; shooting each other adoring looks every few seconds. They stopped in front of a brown tent.

"Madame Ziggurat's future telling tent." William read out loud. He knew that this was Arezue's obsession. "Charlotte Jane, love, would you like to –"

"Of course!" Arezue gasped out. "We must find out whether we're to be together for all eternity." William raised an eyebrow at this.

"There's a question now, is there?" Arezue laughed at this.

"Well William, sometimes I do feel as if you love Drusilla more then me." William grinned cheekily, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her body to his.

"I love Dru." He admitted. "But not the way I love you, baby." He swooped sown to kiss her. Giggling, she pushed him off.

"You can't," She exclaimed, glancing around. "Not in public, what will these devout Christians say?" Sighing, William pulled away.

"Next time, we're hunting in a brothel." He muttered as he led her into the tent. Madame Ziggurat sat in front of a table, an orb of thesula in front of her.

"I foresaw your coming." She said softly, her eyes flickering from vampire to vampire. William rolled his eyes.

"Of course you did. We stood outside for fifteen bloody minutes." He snapped at her.

"William!" Arezue hissed, grabbing his arm. She turned to the woman. "William doesn't believe in seers. William shrugged in response.

"Well she's the one who insists she can see into other's futures." Arezue scowled. William absolutely refused to believe that she had premonitions. He had no problem believing Dru but when it came to her, he insisted that there was no way she could see anything.

The two sat down in front of Madame Ziggurat. William immediately thrust out his right hand, palm face up.

"Read it." Madame Ziggurat gave him an annoyed look and Arezue pulled his arm back, fuming in anger.

"There are two types of seers. Those who see and those who are forced to see. I am the kind that sees – your consort on the other hand may be able to give you a palm reading." Arezue scowled at her 'consort's' idioticy.

"William, you might not know this so I'll tell you," She hissed at him. "Never anger a seer." Madame Ziggurat nodded serenely.

"You might do as to listen to her warning." She regarded the couple. "I've already seen your future." Arezue straightened up at her words and William groaned.

"I don't believe this." He made to leave but Arezue grabbed his arm.

"Don't you even try it." Noting the warning in her voice, William dropped back in the chair. Arezue turned back to the self-acclaimed seer. "How much?"

Madame Ziggurat pointed to a sign that read ' 10 lbs per quarter of minutes' in reply.

"Done." Madame Ziggurat smiled at the vampires, much friendlier now that the two vampires had agreed to her demands.

"Well then," The seer pulled out a scroll. "Have you ever heard of the Sanshu prophecy?" Before the two could answer she went on. "It speaks of redemption, souls , rebirth and an offspring." She paused. "Specifically, the offspring of two vampires, one souled and one not – the miracle child. " There was silence. Then William burst out laughing as the seer watched angrily. Arezue scowled at the woman.

"First of all," She whispered softly, her eyes dangerously blank. It was scary how you could look into someone's eyes and there'd be nothing there. "Vampires do not have souls. And secondly –"

"We don't have children, you nit." William snapped. "And I'm not payin' you. He got up to leave but Arezue stopped him.

"Look, I don't care for some shoe prophecy, I want to know," She looked the woman in the eyes. "About my future. Our future." The woman sighed.

"I've told you of your future. It lies in this prophecy." She brandished the scroll. "This will mark the beginning as well as the end of you." William groaned with boredom and snatched it from her.

The woman gasped.

"You must not mar it!" She exclaimed, looking utterly horrified. "It's much too valuble." William laughed and then ripped it cleanly in two.

"No!"The seershook her head. "You've no idea what you're doing!" Arezue sighed at the woman.

"I'm hungry." William smirked at this.

"Well, looks like it's dinner time." Madame Ziggurat screamed as the two attacked.

Arezue punched the shower wall in frustration. How could she have blatantly disregarded the woman's prophecy?

"Arezue," Angel's voice called. "Fred found the second piece of a really important prophecy. I'm going to go look at it. The towels on the bed." Arezue rolled her eyes.

Honestly, prophecies were too much trouble. She distantly wondered if maybe the prophecy they had was the Sanshu prophecy but gave up on the idea. It would just be too much of a coincidence.

Sighing, she turned the shower off. Now she would have to go make nice with the pathetic human pets of her father's. God, when would he just get a life? Maybe she could get him checked into an asylum on charge of insanity? That was a thought...

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