A/N: Here's chapter seven! Cissy gets her scolding for her little outburst, wonder how she takes it…enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Bloodlines, but I do own my OCs. Also, there is a romp, if you're not a fan, feel free to skim over it. Also, like in the past story, I am borrowing things from both White Wolf and the mods of Bloodlines. Such as Akeem, he is not mine, he is in the Final Nights Mod
"It fucking sucks that we have to leave." Cissy flopped back on Catalina's bed, staring at the ceiling, "Fucking sucks even more that we can't just bail. Now they know our faces."
"You really want to leave them, huh?" Catalina crossed her arms.
"I feel like if I'm gonna play this game, I'm gonna at least play on the winning team."
"Meaning?"
"You can't honestly expect this whole Anarch escapade to get us anywhere. Even if we do manage to leave the state, there's not a chance in the goddamn sky that we're living more than a week. Skelter's gonna go batshit, kill someone, Anastasia's gonna kill herself, her brother's gonna come wipe the floor with the rest of us in his fleet of helicopters. I don't see how any other variation of that could even offer the sliver of a chance that we'll make it out alive."
She looked away, "Maybe you're right…" She said, "I'm sorry…"
She closed her eyes, "Don't apologize, Cat. We didn't know this was gonna happen." She sat up, "Lucky for you, I'm a survivalist. Streetwise to the max." She stood up, "We'll just fake it til' we make it. Things look like shit, we'll run. Just us. Maybe try and find Akeem, or something. We'll worry about that when we get to it. I have a contact who owes me plane tickets, one ticket, but I could easily make it two. If we need to fly, we can. We'll just keep playing with them until the window opens up to get out, and then we will. For now, we might as well take the free blood and shoddy protective services while we can."
"I wouldn't count on Akeem…" She said, "He's already annoyed with me that I demanded he crossed the world just for an Anarch battle. He left immediately once things started looking bad…"
"I know…alright, well, we'll have somewhere to go. We'll figure it out."
"Look…if you want to leave at any time…you can…but I'm going to see this through…"
"Why?"
"Because as long as one of them survives, we could find another Anarch movement in another state. We just need time to get back onto our feet."
"What are the chances of that…?"
"Pretty high." She said, "I'm seeing this until the end."
She sighed, then nodded, "Okay. I'll see it with you then."
"I mean, you don't have to…" She said, "I would completely understand…you're young, you don't have any attachments or knowledge to how clans work and everything. Once you make a commitment, it's very hard to go back."
"I have a commitment to you."
Her eyes widened. It was hard to tell if she was touched or not by that. "Still…sometimes a commitment isn't everything…"
"I know. But I trust you. You're right, I'm young. I'm young and dumb. You have experience. You know what the best move will be, so I'll follow."
"I don't know the best." She said, "Even by vampire standards, I'm young myself…"
"You're still older than me."
"I know…" She crossed her arms, "Look…I should probably tell you something…"
"What?"
"You…need to be careful…with what you say around some of these guys. Especially Damsel…I don't want a fight or something to break out…"
"Yeah…I guess…"
"I know…Damsel blows up at everything, and it's completely unfair…I'm just…worried…worried that I won't be able to defend you every time…" She sat on the edge of the bed.
"Yeah, I get it. I know. Sometimes the bullshit just piles up higher and higher until I can't take it anymore…"
"I know…sometimes they can seem pretty incompetent…"
"Yeah, and they call me dumb…"
She smiled, "You've actually had some pretty clever moments recently…"
"You think so?"
"I mean, compared to everyone else who's too broken and too sad to think…at least…"
She snickered, "Guess so. That's a bonus."
She crossed her arms again, "I don't know why Skelter insists on staying…we should just go now…the longer we stay here, the more dangerous it gets…"
"I know. I don't know, I don't even know why we need a leader. I liked it when he didn't talk. We were really functional. We worked well together. Even Killian chimed in."
"Well, we can always remove him from power or something if he's dysfunctional."
"That'd be great…I have no idea how it would work, but it sounds great."
"I don't either…honestly we're not very favorable to most of them anymore…"
"Sorry. My bad."
"It's more of my fault…technically…because I dared kill a Camarilla Ventrue…"
"Hmm?"
"Remember…I almost killed Anastasia's brother…?"
"Oh…right…Yeah, it's just a huge fucking mess, the whole thing." She looked up at Catalina with nervous red eyes, "But if you think we'll pull through, I'm with you."
"I'll do the best I can to keep you safe."
Cissy smiled, then reached over and squeezed her tightly, "Thanks, Cat." She said softly.
"You're welcome." She hugged her back.
Cissy gently kissed Catalina, "You know how Anastasia calls Skelter 'James'?"
"She does?"
"Mmm hmm…Cissy isn't my real name either."
"I…had a feeling…"
She smirked, "Cissy is a name, you know."
"A nickname."
"Sure." Cissy snickered, gently resting her hands on Catalina's waist, "I want you to call me Cyradora in private."
"Cyradora…?" She said slowly, then asked, "In private only?"
"I don't want the others to know. I just feel like it's intimate, you know? It's private."
"I mean, I don't have to call you over like a rebellious child all the time like Anastasia does with Skelter so it's probably a safe bet."
Cissy gave a silly grin, "Yeah, hopefully."
She squeezed her, "Your full name is nice."
"You like it?" She smiled, resting her head on Catalina's shoulder.
"Yeah, it's pretty." She rubbed her thumb up and down her spine.
Cissy slowly let her eyes close as she melted into Catalina's grasp, "If I push, make sure to push back…"
"…push?"
She gently broke the hug, "If I do something that makes you uncomfortable."
"You haven't…so far…at least…I mean…not counting the time when we first met…and that other time in my bedroom, and that third time in my bedroom…and—"
"You in the bedroom just turns me on in general, I'm sorry. I get excited. My brain sees bodies and beds and…hooks things up together."
"Oh…" She scooted back, "Right…"
"I've been on my best behavior. I'm just letting you know you can hit me or something if I snap."
"I wouldn't hit you…" She said, "Sometimes I still feel bad for the acid I used on you when we first fought…"
She snickered, "Hey, it's water under the bridge, sweetie." She kissed her cheek, "I'm gonna get to bed." She stood up to head towards the living room couch.
"Cissy."
"Hmm?" She turned over her shoulder.
She got up and gave her another hug, "I'll protect you. I promise. No matter what happens."
Cissy closed her eyes and pressed a light kiss to the side of her neck, "Thanks Cat. It really means a lot." She could feel Cissy was a lot more relaxed.
"We'll get through this. As long as we're together."
"What are you hiding under all that fabric, girl?"
Raven felt her nerves grow frayed from the snaky voice behind her. She turned over her shoulder timidly, her blazing blue eyes shimmering with fear.
The man who smelled strongly of alcohol seemed quite composed, his grin seemed rather together. His general movements seemed well rehearsed and controlled. "You're not from here, are you?"
She was. In a way. But really, she wasn't. Really, she belonged in the north, where it was cold and where it snowed, where it was dead quiet and the other living things never showed face. So maybe that's why she shook her head.
A car drove by and blared on the horn. Raven was standing right on the edge of the sidewalk, practically in the road. She was splashed by a massive puddle, the dark liquids coating herself.
The man in red snickered, "Which clan?"
She pulled her hood down and cowered away from him.
He adjusted his tie, "Which sect?"
She swallowed hard and hoped if he looked away, he'd stop talking. Hope he'd think she didn't speak the language.
"I'll give you a hint. Only one answer is the correct answer."
She turned up to him, met his gaze for a moment, and let his face absorb into her memory.
Then, she backhanded him and ran.
The sound of her heels clicked and echoed in the streets, but no other footsteps followed her, thankfully. She escaped. As she made it to the building, she quickly headed into the elevator. Her shoulders sank as she made it to her room, knocked, and was greeted with Rainy. As Rainy murmured different forms of sweet-talk and warm greeting, Raven said, "I need to take a shower, I'm filthy…"
Rainy, who was about to hug her, backed away, "Okay, take your time."
"I'm sorry." Raven bowed her head briefly, still dripping from the puddle as she strode upstairs into the bedroom to grab something to change into, then went into the bathroom.
About an hour later, Raven came downstairs in a very deep purple cloak that appeared to be comprised of a satin scarf of sorts, wrapping around her entire body, and hanging loosely around her head to free her long dark hair. She sat on the couch and took a deep breath, "Everything is alright here?"
"Of course." Rainy took a seat next to her, "What happened to you?"
She shook her head, "I was splashed by a passing car. A puddle in the side of the road."
She gave her waist a squeeze, "I got you."
Raven seemed initially startled, but melted into her hold. "Yes, I also…bumped into someone. Sabbat, a ghoul, I think…it was nothing I couldn't handle."
"Did he fight you…or track you…?"
"No. I don't think so. I believe he was catching a taxi. It was just a…conversation."
She tightened the hug slightly, pressing her lips onto the base of Raven's neck, "Relax." Her voice was a soft whisper.
Raven closed her eyes, melting into her arms. "It really wasn't much…he wanted to know who I was…nothing unusual."
"I know, but I also know how skittish you can get…you're like me."
She gave a little nod, gently pulling away from the hug to kiss Rainy's lips.
She kissed her back, "If I'm crowding you…"
She shook her head, "No, you aren't, don't worry."
She kissed her again, "You smell nice."
"So do you." Raven gently nudged Rainy's neck and left a kiss there.
She gave her a squeeze, holding the back of her head and rubbing it occasionally. Raven's hands slid down from Rainy's shoulders, very timidly holding her waist.
She sighed, "That feels nice…"
Raven gave a little nod, her eyes flickering with some sort of nervousness as she kissed her neck again and slowly lowered her hands around Rainy's hips. She sighed again and held her head there, rubbing her back with her free hand.
Raven gently moved herself away, "I'm sorry…"
"Raven…"
She looked up even more nervously, "Hmm…?"
"What do you feel right now?" She grabbed one of her hands.
Raven averted her gaze. "I want to make you happy, but I'm not comfortable with this." She then met her gaze, "But I never will be comfortable with this if we never try anything."
"I can help you." She said, her eyes darting around, "If…we're talking about what I think we are…"
She gave a light giggle, "I would like that…I…I-I might change my mind."
"You shouldn't have to sacrifice your comfortability just to make me happy." She said, "Although, depending on what Griffin did to you…when you were together…it could be hard…to be intimate with someone else…"
She gave a timid nod, "I'm…not exactly sure what to do…" She said softly.
"It's okay…I…I was…entered from behind…without protection…at prom…" She said, "I know what it's like to be treated poorly…except…mine was for a night or two…yours was much longer…"
Raven gently leaned in and hugged Rainy, closing her eyes, "Could…we go upstairs?"
"Yes, just…relax…" She traced her fingers around Raven's shoulders and pressed at the knots.
Raven decompressed, letting her head droop and her eyes close.
They sat for another few minutes, then Rainy led the way upstairs, taking her high heels off and sitting on the edge of the bed, "How do you feel? Still a little nervous?"
She nodded, "I'm sorry…this is very new to me, really…I know it sounds silly because I…had a daughter…but…"
"Did he…hurt you…when you two…?"
She gave a small nod, then paused, "Well…it…it was never anything consensual, at least…"
She nodded, taking her white blazer off, "We'll go as slow as you like."
"Okay…" Raven sat on the edge of the bed, looking rather clueless, "I'm sorry…I'm not sure what to do…"
"So…I'm guessing…if you didn't have anything consensual…that you never…had a proper orgasm before…"
If she could, Raven would have been blushing like crazy, "Uh….I-I don't think so…?"
She took her blouse off, "Usually it starts with a lot of cuddling and massaging…which, we're good at anyway…so we should be fine with that."
"Okay…" She nodded, sitting next to Rainy. She'd occasionally take a glimpse of Rainy's upper body, and then look away.
"We can also stop anytime you want." She put a hand on her shoulder, "I'm not going to hurt you like he did. You can trust me."
She nodded, "Okay. Thank you." She leaned in and kissed Rainy's cheek. She moved in and kissed her lips, having no holds barred about sticking her tongue into Raven's mouth as she gently rubbed her back.
Raven's eyes widened briefly before she started kissing Rainy back, resting her hands on Rainy's clothed hips as she leaned in a bit more. She sighed, reaching around and gently sliding her robe off. She gave a few more passionate sighs, mostly of Raven's name.
Raven's eyes widened in shock as she grasped the sliding fabric and held it in place, "W-What are you doing?"
"…helping you take your clothes off…"
"…why do I need to do that?"
"Did you want them on?"
"I'm…not used to taking things off for…this…I'm sorry…" She let the robes fall around her hips. Underneath that was some sort of lingerie from her time, Rainy assumed. It looked very similar to a tank top, and certainly looked familiar from any old images she might have seen.
Well, besides the fact that Raven's chest was much more…gifted…than most of the models in those ads.
"Fuck…" Her eyes immediately gravitated over to them, then she scooted back and covered her mouth, "Uh…uh…I'm sorry…" She shuddered.
That seemed to immediately lift the mood. Raven lifted a hand to her mouth and giggled for quite a bit, "That…sounds so silly coming out of your mouth!"
"I…I know…I don't think I've ever said it before tonight…"
Raven giggled a little more, then stood up to let the fabric fall to the ground. She reached forward to gently take Rainy's hand, "Should I lay on the bed or is it…different?"
"You can lay down, I'll help you relax."
Raven nodded as she laid back on the bed, brushing her hair out from under her so it wouldn't pull.
"Usually people are naked when they have sex." She took her skirt off, as well as her tights, "Contrary to what you've done before…"
Raven briefly eyed over her legs and rear, "Okay, that makes sense…I like that better…"
"Remember, we can always just stop and cuddle." She leaned in and kissed her, rubbing at her sides.
Raven nodded and kissed her back, relaxing as she reached up to comb her fingers through Rainy's hair. Maybe she felt a little silly, a little exposed, a little confused, but just seeing the excitement lit up in Rainy's eyes was more than enough inspiration for Raven.
"Am I allowed to take more clothes off?"
Raven paused for a second then nodded, reaching back to unzip her top before she took it off and tossed it aside.
In the interest of a semblance of fairness, Rainy took her bra off at around the same time. Then she froze with a hard stare at her chest, jaw slightly agape, she didn't move for minutes.
Raven slowly brought her hands up to cover them, "Is something wrong…?"
"He…he missed out…"
"…missed out…?"
"On…" She leaned in and grabbed Raven's hands squeezing them over her breasts, "These…" She whispered in her ear, kissing her cheek afterwards.
Raven felt a series of chills go down her back, but there was something about them that felt so warm. Hot, really, and she had to admit, but she liked the feeling. She slowly moved her hands away to rest them on Rainy's lower back, pulling her in a little closer.
"Don't worry…I'll be gentle…" She squished her breasts around, biting her lip and letting out a quiet groan.
Raven let out a sigh as well, closing her eyes, "That…that feels so nice…"
"Mmm-hmm…" She backed a way a bit, kissing one of her breasts for a while. Her eyes widened and her hands squeezed Rainy's waist, letting a moan pass through her lips before she brought her knuckles to mouth and bit on them. She slipped her tongue out and licked her breast, "Release…all your stress…"
She moaned louder and rattled a bit, "Rainy…I….I feel so warm…"
"Do you know how lesbians typically have sex?" She shook her head slightly. "We typically…" She held a hand up, "Stimulate the area as best we can." She slowly slid Raven's panties off, massaging her waistline. Her eyes slowly closed as she moaned again, shivering at her touch and the anticipation.
"Here goes…" Rainy began to feel up Raven's entrance, venturing in a passionate, yet modest degree, as she leaned down and kissed her stomach.
Raven's breathing hitched, (yes, she was actually forcing air in and out, just out of the sake of humanity), and her body froze up. However, this didn't last long at all. It was a few seconds at most before her body rattled and her hips started rolling to match the pace Rainy had set. The look on her face brought Rainy some sense of solace, seeing how much ecstasy Raven was in.
Rainy shook almost just as much, she bit her lip, hoping her panties could keep the mess hidden. She did what she could to keep things simple, but she moaned with intense pleasure as she kept sucking from Raven's belly-button.
Raven really had no clue how much that did for Rainy. In reality, she had no clue what Rainy was doing at all, besides the sensations she was feeling where Rainy's hands were. She never knew so much pleasure could be brought from there, and she never knew how intense the feelings could be, either.
And then, as Rainy reached in just a little deeper, and as her fingers rubbed over a certain spot, Raven felt like there was some sort of explosion in her mind. The heat wracked her body as she grasped onto the cushions and screamed, letting her head fall back into the cushions. Her body convulsed beneath her as her hips eagerly rose and fell to meet each of Rainy's movements.
Rainy groaned uneasily as another climax shook her within her underwear. She held Raven firm, doing what she could to ease her out of her ecstatic fit. Once she saw her trying to rest, she climbed up to where she was to give her a squeeze.
Raven grasped onto Rainy tightly like a long lost toy, kissing at her neck and cheeks. "Rainy…" She panted.
"How was that?" Rainy smiled.
"I…I loved it…I thought I might feel dirty…but…there was just something so right…"
She squirmed out of her panties, taking them off and tossing them aside, "We can do that whenever you'd like."
"Okay…I…I would really like that…"
She kissed her forehead, "Sleep well, Raven."
"You too, Rainy…thank you."
Killian's Jeep pulled in Skelter's driveway. He hopped out and combed his fingers through his hair. He saw Anastasia outside, sitting against the wall and smoking, everyone else must've been inside. "Officer's down, coast is clear." He walked closer, then looked confused, "Where'd you get those? Oh, I guess Skelter must've had some in here somewhere…"
She took a puff of smoke, other than that she didn't regard him with any communication.
He continued to stand across from her, his hands found their way in his pockets and he looked away. "Guessing he's still pissy."
"…of course he is…"
"I can talk to him. I'm not doubting the chance that you did talk to him, but…clearly it didn't get through to him. If you want, I'll say something." He crossed his arms.
She shook her head, burying her face into her crossed arms, "Don't bother…"
"This isn't one of those things that will resolve itself. There is no bottom to this pit of hell he's falling into. At least let me try to help."
"There's no point." She spat, "He hates you, remember?"
"That's exactly what it's going to take to make him listen. Everyone's going too soft on him."
"But you'll die…he wants to kill you…"
"If he kills me, then he'll get bumped out of his position. Leader of an Anarch movement is never allowed to kill their followers, right?"
"No…I…I guess not…"
He took one step forward and extended a hand.
She looked from his hand back to the ground a few times, sniffing, then she finally grabbed it and stood tall.
Once she stood, he very gently hugged her, feeling her stiffen like a board in his arms, "I won't do it without you. I want you to be there. I want you to hear what he has to say, and I want you to be able to say something too." He broke the hug and held her shoulders, "Don't forget your spine."
"Killian…I…I don't have one…" She whimpered.
He smirked, "Of course you do. You're an Anarch, of course you got a spine. Takes a lot of guts to stay in this movement. Especially with your brother on the other side."
She looked down at the big broad arms holding her steady. The arms that once made love to her, in what felt like ages ago. She closed her eyes and just kept quietly crying.
He patted her shoulders, "The hell is Damsel doing that she can't help you through this?" He held her again so she could rest her head on his shoulder. He imagined her head must have felt heavy from all the shaking and crying. She held him back, her grip iron-clad, as she shuddered in his arms every so often.
He gently pat her back, "We don't have to talk to him now if you don't want to."
She shook her head, clearly terrified.
He nodded, "Alright, we'll wait. I get it." He paused, "We should at least go inside. I don't know how safe it is to be lingering around out in the open."
She nodded, then she looked up as a roaring sound was heard. The duo saw a helicopter making its way towards Skelter's house. It began to slowly land, causing Anastasia's hair to whip around wildly as it descended.
"Shit!" Sirius darted out of the house, next to Killian and Anastasia, "I recognize it, it's one of the Camarilla copters!"
Killian gently let go of Anastasia, holding onto her arm and pulling her back a bit towards the house, "We have to get the hell out of here!" He called to Sirius.
The door flew open as Skelter and Damsel exited, the latter with a shotgun, "The fuck is this!?" She screamed, "How did they find us?"
Skelter snarled, "There's no way in hell this was the 'spy'…" He growled, glaring at Sirius.
The helicopter had two occupants as it landed, including the pilot. The other was Cadmus, who swiftly dismounted the copter once it landed. The pilot got up to assist him, but he held a hand up, and instantly the pilot sat back down.
The Anarchs all exchanged glances and relaxed. At least, a little bit. They were glad Madison wasn't there, at least.
Damsel sighed and lowered her gun, "Fucking hell, Vanderbilt, how the hell did you find us?"
He pointed straight at Anastasia, the latter of which shrunk back at being singled out. "We're always in contact with each other." Cadmus said.
"Vanderbilt…" Sirius clenched his fists.
Cadmus narrowed his eyes at Anastasia as he stepped closer to their group, "What…happened…?"
"Listen here, you punk, you're gonna pay for what you did." Sirius stood opposite of him. When Cadmus didn't respond and kept looking at Anastasia, he shoved him, "Hey! You go deaf by the sound of your own helicopter? I'm going to kill you for what you did!"
He gave him a stony glare, "I had no idea there was a paparazzi problem around someone so remote. Go play with your other dorks, I'll be gone in a few minutes."
"Think you're funny, huh?" He smashed his fist into an open hand, "Nines's death may as well be on your hands."
"And Phaedra's suffering on yours." Cadmus said, "But I'm not in the mood for a fight, we'll settle that later."
"Coward!"
"Relax." Killian said, "Look, Vanderbilt isn't to blame for anything. He could go tell the Cam now where we are, but he won't. He's Anastasia's brother, so he'd never do anything to hurt her." He paused, "If Vanderbilt didn't show up with his helicopters when we destroyed the Chantry, someone else would have. He could have done so much shit to us, and he hasn't. And he won't." He paused, then looked over at Skelter, "So we're at a neutral standing, right?"
Skelter gave nothing but a ridged nod.
"Neutral standing my ass." Sirius snarled, "Who gave the order to open fire…everyone was there, right?"
Cadmus clenched his fists, "I was just following orders."
"You know who else just followed orders?" He waited, "The Nazis! They took my eye!"
"Maybe I'll take the other one when Phaedra's avenged."
He growled and closed the distance, using his height advantage, for sure, "You're a pathetic excuse for a Kindred, helping that worthless Nagaraja out! God, you're so flimsy, what's your problem with committing to one side? Why don't you just go Anarch? Tch, you need to pick a side, once and for all, and stop inconveniencing everybody."
"You're calling me flimsy?" He asked, "Jeez, if what Phaedra says is true, you're on more sides than a person could count on one hand."
Sirius reared a fist back and punched Cadmus in the face.
Cadmus barreled back. The dazed look in his eye only lasted a split-second or two, before he snarled like a mad bull, punching Sirius right back in the face. Sirius flinched, though he was far from done, he went to punch Cadmus back, but Cadmus avoided it and went to punch him. Fists gradually began to fly around from the two of them.
"Guys, stop!" Anastasia said, but as usual, this fell on deaf ears and the Ventrue and Setite continued their brawl.
Killian took his jacket off and tried to stand between them, taking a few hits, "Would you guys quit it!? Cadmus, why the hell are you here? You should have known no one here is in a good place for friendly visits. Not when we have days left before we run for our lives."
Cadmus's eyes twitched, like Killian even speaking to him was a major crime, and the fact that he got to say so much irritated him all the more, "Get out of the way."
"Look, I get it, I guess, but please…stop trying to thin our ranks. We're already down to seven."
"Trust me, he won't matter in the long run." He shoved Killian out of the way, so he wouldn't get hit by Sirius's attack. Cadmus reared his head back and smashed it into Sirius's.
Sirius stumbled back. Booth their faces were severely bruised and bloody now, but Sirius looked completely shocked that a Ventrue had a harder head than he did. He got up and charged at Cadmus, both of them punched each other in the face, until it was to the point where they were wrestling on the ground.
Catalina crossed her arms and watched, "Maybe they'll kill each other."
"Dammit…" Killian growled, then looked over at Skelter, "Well, do something!" He barked out.
Skelter took out his pistol and fired at the ground right next to their wrestling mass, hoping to stop them.
Perhaps he was inspired by the idea, because once Sirius got up, he took his pistol out, firing away at Cadmus.
Cadmus thought fast and pulled a knife out, in two fluid wrist motions, he deflected all the sorts. Then he threw the knife at Sirius, quickly replacing it with another.
It stabbed into his chest, and he swore, ripping it out. "Bastard…" Sirius fired away, adding snakes into the mix with his free hand.
Cadmus drew his axe, doing a spin motion to repel the snakes. They all hissed in pain as they were slashed, exploding into the puddles of blood that created them.
Damsel grit her teeth and fired her shotgun right into Sirius's back.
Sirius flinched and fell to a knee, "Bitch…" He spat, "You'd side with one of the Camarilla dogs instead of me?" His head whipped to Cadmus, he held a hand out, "But we all know how this would really end, wouldn't we?" He chuckled.
Cadmus threw his axe aside, it clattered on the ground. He then held his hands up as if he were arrested.
"You happy now?" Anastasia snapped, "You happy that you got to show off and have your little fight? Look, whatever you came here for, just say it and leave, before you do something else even stupider!"
He looked equally surprised and angry, "What the hell is your problem? I'm not going to let him walk all over me, besides, he did all that damage to Phaedra…"
"He was standing up for us! After you nearly killed us all, and…he's a little right…if your helicopters didn't come…Nines would still be alive…"
"Tell that to the Tremere you murdered."
"You destroyed our base first!"
He frowned, "For the last freaking time, we weren't behind that." He said, "I asked everyone in the damn Camarilla, if someone attacked the Last Round. I asked Strauss himself, who did it. And he had no freaking idea what I was talking about!"
"He was probably lying to you."
"What use would he have to lie? Why would he attack the Last Round?"
"Because he wanted us gone. You probably just didn't check your fancy-schmancy personnel good enough!"
"Oh, so now I'm incapable of doing simple tasks. You think I didn't check hard enough? You think I'm stupid?"
"That's a step in the right direction." She muttered, "Stupid, selfish, and spoiled."
He clenched his fists, "I'm spoiled? You're the one who ran away for decades! You left me alone with dad…" He raged.
"You could have left too."
"Left and gone to dirtville, huh?" He asked, "Pretty sure if dad lost one of us…he wouldn't let the other one get away so easily, would he?"
"You still could have gotten away."
"And then my wife died, and I was thrust into LaCroix's caring arms." He crossed his arms, "So yeah, let's see you apply spoiled to that. Go on. Start your thesis paper, if you even know what the hell that is."
"I have it much worse than you!" She said, her voice breaking significantly, as she fell to her knees with a newfound streaks of tears running down her face. "Every man I've ever known…my father…my…my lovers…my brother…they…they turn their backs on me…"
He narrowed his eyes, "What the hell happened to you since we were in the tattoo parlor?"
"I'm just surprised the last thing you want to do with your sister is argue." Skelter said, "Before she leaves, and might never see you again. You chose to pick a fight with her." He crossed his arms, "But, you know what, I'm not gonna stop you. I'll let you remember that for when she ends up as a pile of ash and you're wondering what the hell went wrong."
Killian snickered, "Hey, you know, it's funny you mention that." He glared at Skelter, "Because I'm sure you will too."
Skelter's beady eyes darted over to Killian, "I wasn't talking to you."
"Here's an idea." Killian said, "How about we all stop treating each other like shit and move on, huh?"
"I think killing you'd be a much better idea." Skelter said flatly.
Cadmus glared down at Anastasia, "See what happens when you whore yourself out to every Bob and Bill of the Anarch community, this does. Blaming us for your loss is the lazy way out. You lost because your group has no cohesion whatsoever. I suspect it got worse without Nines to be the glue to hold everything together."
"It's not my fault!" Anastasia said through tears, "You can't honestly blame all of this on me!"
"I'm just saying, you had to cloister yourself away from Killian, Jeanette, and now you have Skelter." He said, "But who knows how long that will last?"
"You want the real reason we're falling apart?" Cissy said, "Because we are a fucking mess." She stepped forward, "This movement is a giant fucking shit-pile of failure, each and every one of us. We're absolutely screwed. We hate each other, we want to kill everyone, we want to kill ourselves, we want to run away and hide forever by ourselves. But we don't. We're gonna stick through our own emotional stew and get past this so we can find somewhere to call home. So we can find safety. We can find new people, even, we can find a new niche. But for now, we're together. And we all hate it, and we all want to tear each other's heads off, but we'll push through. I feel like that's something you'd never be able to do."
"Who the hell is this?"
Anastasia shuddered, never a larger amount of tears on her face. She may have looked broken before, but now she looked utterly hopeless. Her eyes were complete shadows of the bright amber they once were, and her confident and optimistic stance was now a slumped down grueling image of failure. She did everything she could to not face-plant the mud puddle in front of her, but holding her kneel even proved a difficult task.
"Well, she's in no shape for conversation, and I don't think you are either. Try again next time." Cissy said.
Killian reached his hand out to help Anastasia to her feet again. Skelter only cast one glare before he turned and went inside. Damsel sighed, then turned to follow him.
"Well, what the hell are you staring at?" Catalina snapped, "Your sister's gone. Go! Get out of here, she doesn't want to see you!"
Cadmus narrowed his eyes, he could easily kill the Assamite and Ravnos without a single drop of blood being shed from their bodies, but he turned away, "Enjoy dying in Arizona…" He said. He raised a hand, giving a Dominate command. The pilot's head perked up, and the helicopter began to take off. Cadmus jumped on the craft as it was in midflight, and it took off. Scarcely anything could be heard as the roaring engine went off.
Aside from Sirius on the ground with laughter. He was most likely laughing since his fight with Cadmus ended.
"Hey, hyena boy. C'mon, get up." Cissy held her hands out for him, "Let's go get you some blood to get rid of that gross hole in your back."
Sirius got up by himself, "I'm fine, jeez…I could just go drain some…shit…forgot we were out in the middle of nowhere…"
"Yeah." She gave a little smirk, "Let's get inside."
A/N: What a lovely little family reunion! Thanks for reading!