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Control
Chapter 11: Succubus
Hal's P.O.V
"Is it me or is there something very strange about her?" I asked Annie as I walked out of my room to find her carrying the laundry basket…I was quite shaken after that vivid dream.
"Besides the fact that she's completely delusional? All that stuff about 'Kriss Akabusi chased me around Morrisons!' please." Annie answered something told me she'd start telling me about that damn catalogue again… "You know when I was sixteen a photographer told me I was pretty enough to be in a catalogue. Yeah. A catalogue, Hal. You don't hear me going on about it."
"I've only been here a few weeks, you've already told me twice." I mumbled as I walked ahead of her before she would start to ramble once more.
"And another thing, how come she can see me? Hal? Hal!" she shouted but I was already down the first couple of stairs, I needed to get that dream out of my mind. I found myself sat next to Yvonne with a very angry Adam lurking behind me as I paced my fingers across the table towards her hand.
"You know, you remind me of a conquest back in Madrid in 1784." I said in a low tone. "I wooed her with a thousand tulips."
"Well, that'd be your first mistake." Adam explained as he tried to squeeze in between Yvonne and I, while Tom glared daggers at me. "You have awful hay fever, don't you?"
"It's true. I'm a martyr to it." Yvonne added, and from there it became a blur, Tom and Adam began arguing then we all started to argue over Yvonne as she sat quietly looking away from the commotion.
"Morning." Sophie greeted as she walked through with some dishes into the kitchen, no one replied and the arguing stopped momentarily as she and Annie walked in and back out of the kitchen. Suddenly Tom came at me with a stake in his hand, but he wasn't fast enough I reversed his hand making him stake himself, without a single drop of his toxic blood landing on my skin. He dropped to the floor dead, I looked at Adam as I picked out the stake that was sticking out of Tom's lifeless body, Adam immediately left leaving Yvonne and I. She began to convince me to kill the baby and just as I was about to plunge the stake into her small fragile body…
I woke up the dream…it felt so real…I looked over to my side finding the sleeping body of Sophie.
"Mm…Casanova…you'll be dead in the morning." She murmured still sound asleep and obviously dreaming of our time spent in Venice. I gently woke her up; I knew exactly what Yvonne was and why she could see Annie and why all those men followed her round.
"Sophie." I whispered shaking her lightly; unfortunately she wasn't a light sleeper. So I shook her harder…still no response, this had become a hindrance especially when we were trying to flee angry mobs that had pitch-forks and lighted torches. "Sophie! Wake up!"
"Where's the fire?" she exclaimed as she suddenly shot up into a sitting position, violently knocking our heads together. "Ouch!"
"Are you alright?" I asked rubbing my head slightly before I inspected her head for any mild bruising, no damage done.
"Yeah, sorry. What did you wake me for?" she asked as she stopped rubbing her head. I began explaining everything from the dream to what I believed Yvonne was. "Wait…like the woman we met all those years ago? And if you remember that didn't end well…"
"Due to your jealousy." I stated receiving a soft punch to the arm. She shook her head and got up out of the bed. "The dream…"
"Was a dream, you wouldn't do that…not now." She reassured me as she gave me a quick kiss on the lips, before she exited the room with clothes in hand. Annie walked by the room popping her head in.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked spotting my discomfort.
"Yvonne. She's a succubus."
Sophie's P.O.V
"I can't believe it, Annie. If I accept that then I have to accept what I am too!" Yvonne said, it was very hard to hear that you were a demon that seduced men simply by touching them in order to kill them to survive…well I wouldn't want to hear that.
"You don't have to let the demon control your life. You can control it." I said trying to reassure her…well I wasn't exactly sure if she could control the demon like Hal and I try to do, since it was a completely different demon, but it was worth a try. There was a pause as she tried to take in the information.
"Mother hardly spoke about my father, simply said that he was beautiful and cruel." She explained quietly, whether or not her father was a demon I didn't know. A succubus was generally always a woman; I'd never met a male succubus. "A demon, you say? So all these men who pursue me, they don't actually like me. They're just under some damn silly spell. Even... even Adam."
"Probably, yeah." Annie answered; she was being completely honest, believing it was better for her to know the truth than to live a life of denial.
"But I love him. I really do. For the first time in my life I genuinely love someone." Yvonne stated she stared down into the mug of tea that Annie had given her. I knew exactly how she felt as did Annie. Annie decided to test the theory out to make sure Yvonne was actually a succubus; she was going to talk to him outside of the house.
"What about the reporters?" Adam asked as he listened to Annie's plan; thank the lord Pearl had decided to teach Annie how to swaddle before she crossed over.
"Thought about that, we're gonna swaddle." Annie replied gaining a confused look off of Adam.
"Oh, Annie you couldn't do me a favour and rent-a-ghost me into my room please." I asked knowing that Hal had more than likely locked himself into our room to stop him from losing all control. Annie obliged taking my arm and popping me up into our room where we found Hal sat on the floor and the door boarded up with all the furniture in the room. "Thanks and good luck with Adam."
She disappeared leaving Hal and I alone, I sat down next to him, until Yvonne left the house the spell would still have some hold on those she had touched, which is why Hal had locked himself in the room to make sure he didn't drink any of her blood or anyone else's for that matter.
"You okay?" I asked resting my head on his shoulder and entwining my fingers with his. He'd get through this just like he'd gotten through fifty years without blood.
"I will be." He replied I looked up at him the same determined look in his eyes I had seen during the first week with Leo. He kissed me on the head as we sat there hoping that this new ordeal would end quickly. I began to drift asleep:
"Where's Hal?" I asked as I returned home finding only the men Hal trusted it was rather unusual to not find him here.
"We believe he's been caught." One of them replied, it had to be one of the monks they had been suspicious of us since we had arrived here…I wouldn't allow them to get away with this, they wouldn't see tomorrow's sunrise.
I was woken up suddenly as Annie appeared in the room once more, Hal immediately stood up which made me lose balance momentarily but Hal being Hal offered a hand to help me up.
"So?" Hal asked wanting to find out if his assumption was right that Yvonne was a succubus, Annie nodded but she had more urgent news.
"Yeah she is, but that reporter has a picture…of Adam." She replied, this wasn't good at all that photo would expose us and well the Old Ones would not stand for this until the time when they wanted to be revealed.
"Do you know where he is?"
Hal's P.O.V
Annie immediately showed me to the hotel where the reporter was staying, we needed to either get the picture off of him or hope that he believed that the camera was broken. However according to Annie the latter was not going to be viable so we needed to persuade him to give us the picture or we'd take it by force.
"What's it going to be? Good Cop, Bad Cop? Or I could be Good Cop suddenly turned Crazy Psycho Ghost Cop. What do you think?" Annie asked as we arrived at the hotel door…something wasn't right the door was ajar and there was a distinct smell…of blood. As I opened the door there lay the reporter dead with his neck sliced open…another vampire had gotten to him before we did. I moved the body slightly so that Annie could close the door, the room had been ransacked…whoever had done this had recovered the photo.
"Hal, cover your eyes. There's a cross." Annie stated as looked at the back of the door, an ingenious way of keeping a vampire from leaving…so the question was, was this reporter expecting a visit from one?
"I'm an Old One. Crosses don't affect us." I replied as I looked towards Annie spotting the painted on cross. It reminded me much of the day when I was caught in the monastery. "I was once caught by monks, in my younger days. They covered the cage in crosses so I couldn't escape, until one of the monks was foolish enough to come close enough. I killed him and used him as a shield to escape."
"Someone had the same idea." Annie commented there were only a few that knew of that tale and all but one of them was an Old One.
"Or knew of my idea."
Sophie's P.O.V
Everything was sorted out in the end…well except for the fact that Yvonne nearly killed Tom; luckily Adam had arrived to save him. They worked out their problems knowing that they were both different and outcasts from the human world, kind of sweet in a weird way.
"Would you say goodbye to Tom for us?" Yvonne asked as she and Adam began preparing to leave, we all looked up to the front window to find Tom and Eve looking down. After the events of last night and Yvonne's spell Tom didn't want to venture down to say goodbye.
"Ah yes. And he's really sorry that he couldn't be here. He just thought it'd be better if he... hid." Annie replied Yvonne nodded she understood exactly why he would want to hide. She was only just starting to accept herself for who she really was.
"I hope the two of you will find happiness with each other." I said as they returned to their car. Hal put an arm round my shoulder as we waved them off, another 'crisis' averted in away.
"Adam, that little twat I'm really going to miss him." Annie murmured as the car disappeared onto the main road, Hal looked down at the ground.
"Annie I really was going to hurt that journalist." Hal explained he'd told me all about the hotel room with the cross and the dead reporter…was it a coincidence or was it someone we knew…was he truly here?
"And I wanted you to. That's why I dragged you along with me. Ever since I killed Kirby I've wanted to do it again. It's like a drug, isn't it?" she mused as she walked back up to the house; I looked up at Hal who seemed deep in thought.
"Do you think it's him?" I asked he looked down at me momentarily before looking up at the sky, he shook his head.
"Maybe."
Author's Notes:
Hi! Hope you enjoyed! Thanks again for the support I cannot believe that this fanfic has got over fifty reviews! Some little flashbacks…well one kind of. I think that's all I have to say! Ciao for now! =D
