Alexa awoke the next day oddly refreshed. At first she couldn't recollect what had happened the days before, she wondering round her room following her usual routine: one, changing out of her… she'd slept in her body armour! That was disconcerting. So, she changed out of her armour, a sleeveless turtleneck made of polyrexiphenylene quatrozerphthalamide or 'Don't get killed Lycra' © 2000 D, dense black over her chest and neck, but with mesh sections of the same fibres to make it more breathable. Into something more casual: tight black skinny jeans and a black tank top, she had to remove her bra because, owww she'd slept in it. Plus it was only ever her and D in the house.

She decide to wondered down to the kitchen to rustle up some, eggs perhaps? When she reached the second landing she stopped, there was a strange buzz cascading through her cells, she had so much energy she would take the hard way.

With a mere glance towards the stairs she ignored them, flipping over the banister she caught the opposite wall firmly with one hand, and climbed down the stairway like an expensive ninja, until she reached the bottom floor landing's door frame, backflipping off the wall and landing perfectly on her bare feet. Looking down she noticed, she would have to give herself a pedicure later on in the day.

In the kitchen she was forced to catch up with reality, the vampire from before was there, in her kitchen drinking blood out of a martini glass! Alexa was taken aback, how dare he be in her home after he tried to kill her! No? He did something to D! No? He ignored her insane sleep deprived suicide attempt and let her live and decided to stay in her house? "What are you still doing here?" She played it cool, not wanting to get into a fight before breakfast, if given a choice breakfast always came first.

She fetched the ingredients for poached eggs on yesterdays sourdough bread toasted, with asparagus and a hollandaise sauce. All the while studying the vampire, she needed answers. "And who's blood is that?" She asked as subtly and coyly as she could, being charming was a skill she had recently been working on.

"That matter." He slurped callously. Fuming she spun around, kitchen knife poised threateningly ready to plunge it into various parts of him, "Yes! There will be no killing under my roof!" Diana bounded in, perching herself at the table.

"Alexa it's all fine, I called up the closest blood bank and got us a delivery. What's for breakfast?" She glowed with excitement. Yup, D's relative alright, same obsession with food and the not making of it.
"Okay, if any of that blood smells like it's fresh, I will end you." She turned back to cooking. "Diana you wanted breakfast too?"

"Yes please, you always made an extra portion for D, just think of me as an extension of him. In all ways." Alexa took the new relative in again, was she trying to hint she could help in other capacities? But she couldn't discuss that with that thing in her kitchen. Paul caught her eyes "Yeah Alexa, I'd like some too."

"Aren't you happy with your blood there?"

"I'm 'appy but I could be marvy."

"And that means 'marvellous'? Fine. Just make yourselves useful and set the table."

Paul flicked a look around the very full kitchen. "No can do, don't know where anything is." He slumped further into his seat, getting things out of cupboards were what servants were for.

Diana set the table at an impressive speed, happy to show off her daughter's cooking skills, and eager for the food. "Did I not say Alexa is an amazing cook?"
"For some reason that didn't come up." Paul scoffed, he thought back to the night before. They'd covered: how she could cheat death, the basics of time-travel, how to infuse a sugar cube with a photon of solar energy to create the most amazing cup of tea in the universe. He was right, she had assumed vampires didn't care much about food. Alexa started dishing up, watching them carefully as she had trained her to do. "Ah well that doesn't matter, Alexa will you make something Ethiopian for lunch?" She suggested, as her daughter took the seat beside her. The spread before her looked splendid as always, she cut off a corner of the toast and lathered it with the rich yellow sauce.

Alexa savoured her first bite of well needed breakfast. "No." She hated to admit it, but the part she loved the most about breakfast was aways the eggs. She had for a long time decided not to eat meat, how could she destroy creature for their eating habits when she was eating animals that could be more intelligent than her? That could have souls, cultures, and families. She knew what killing was like and wanted to kill as few things as possible, even if she didn't get to taste the meat that always smelt so good. It had been part of a living thing, she couldn't have anything pay the ultimate price for it's taste.

Paul had to admit Alexa was a decent cook, she had easily tippled her portions, and if his tastebuds were anything to go by her sauce was as good as the Michelin star chefs they employed at their hotels. He couldn't hold back his questions anymore, she was an enigma. "Why do you hunt vampires? You're not the usual type trying to avenge their loved ones charging in with crucifixes and torches." The hunter in question blissfully took another bite, Diana answered for her. "What do you mean, it's what she's supposed to do, her purpose." Alexa nodded mouth refilled. Paul didn't follow, heading down a more fun route since he was sitting across from an alien. "What, she's like a genetically engineered weapon?" Alexa snorted, cracking her knuckles trying to cover up her embarrassment. Diana was more offended. "No how did you come to that conclusion? My-Alexa is a regular human, It's just her destiny."

That caught Alexa even more, snorting a little of her food out she chortled "Ha! Thanks Diana, good to know I made a good impression. But D didn't tell you much about me did he?" She gestured to her very muscly physique. Diana didn't get it, so Alexa gently bent her knife in half, snapped the halves and sent the 'pointy' end flying into one of the cupboards pining a fly on its journey. Paul wasn't fazed "Nobody has a destiny. There is literally no such thing." He tried to point out in vain, Diana has to be kidding.

"D did tell me, he told me everything about his perfect daughter!" Alexa had helped herself to another knife, they were complements D would always throw out.

It was Paul's turn to snort "Perfect? That's a stretch."

Alexa wasn't sure if she agreed or took offence, twiddling her newly obtained cutlery "What do you know, you've also just met me." She glared anyway. Paul caught her look and brushed off the hinted threat. "All I can say is you weren't perfect last day. But you do have a pretty good figure… are you not wearing a bra?" Now he'd seen it he couldn't look away. Alexa crossed her arms defensively. "What does it matter if I'm not? And my guardian D wouldn't have thought of me like that. He would have meant perfect inside. Which yes is not true because nobody's perfect, I just did what I was told. And did it very well." Paul managed to clear his teen boy mind of nipples and switched back to the devils advocate "What like everything?" He had started to watch Diana's reactions to all of this. "Yes, I am a dutiful daughter." Alexa snarked back, not noticing Diana shrinking into herself, studding her last piece of asparagus.

"Like even jump off a building?"

"Yes."

"Run into a burning one?"

"Yes multiple times."

"Kill someone?"

"Yes, no, he only asked me to hurt vampires." Diana's adopted daughter wasn't meaning to put her foot in it, but Diana's heart was sinking listening to what her Alexa really thought of her, so the alien added. "He didn't tell you to kill vampires, he was just helping you fulfil your destiny."

"He has been setting me against vampires ever since I could weld a weapon, and before then we'd travel everywhere and learn about vampire and ways to trap them or destroy them. My whole life is about vampires and stopping them." Another insight the alien didn't want to hear. She had tried to have fun and give her a broad education though it all too. "It wasn't like that really…"

"Oh yes it was you weren't there, I love my father, your uncle. But my entire life has been about this bloody destiny thing. And now guess what, I'm having breakfast with one! I've thoroughly disappointed him and probably broken the universe." To punctuate Alexa threw her arms to the sky dramatically.

Paul considered her words and his breakfast for a second, "Ah, is this poisoned then?" Alexa looked at him like an equal for the first time. "No. Actually I didn't think vampires could eat regular food, so in essence it is poison." She was very matter of fact about everything, his being here like this was probably blowing her mind with all the ways he was different to a lot of what they allowed outsiders to know about vampires. As a hunter she'd have only fought created vampires until now. Paul just nodded, hoping not to give anything else away, about just how different he was. "Okay glad we cleared that up." Alexa returned to glaring at him, as if he had interrupted her thought process "Right where were we?"

Diana shot in. "Lovely breakfast, don't you have some revision you should be getting on with Alexa honey? I'll wash up." Trying to clawback any idea she could be a good parent. Let's look to the future, she had to somehow fix the damage she has done to her beautiful daughter, starting with her education.

Alexa conceded, she did indeed have a fair amount of coursework to do, but in the grand scheme of things school never seemed that important. However she was going to do what she was told again, D surely had left Diana here for a reason, likely to look after her. The estranged family member looked young but her eyes betrayed an old soul, with a far more traumatic past than her own. "Classics it is then." She nodded to Diana and Paul politely, then tucked in her chair and headed to the library.

Diana picked up the plates and cutlery carefully avoiding the Paul's watchful gaze, after he'd observed after her daughter's behaviour and emotionless march to follow and order. "Woah, you really did a number on her." He commented as she went to swipe up his glass, which he grabbed in the nick of time, since it was still a quarter full. "I don't see what you mean." She shuffled off haughtily to the sink, turning on the taps and letting the warm soapy bubbles envelop her hands.

"She's a solider, through and through, obeying your every command. Madly, whatever you look like too. I should take notes." Paul pulled out his cell phone, rubbing his pocket dirt off it affectionately, it was dead! "Any chance you have a charger?" He held up the cell.

Diana had been lost in thought, slowly scrubbing at the remnants of creamy goo. Paul waved the mobile phone in front of her in vain for a few moments. After she put down the last plate on the draining board she noticed the phone. "Charger? Oh I could just fix it for you." She shook herself out of her slump, Alexa wasn't the only one that was her responsibility, now she owed Paul a huge favour and had to occupy his bloodthirsty nature. She'd surreptitiously adopted another teenager as she failed to raise the first one…

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AN I'm updating far faster on wattpad. Sorry completely forgot about for a moment!