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Control
Chapter 21: The Events of France 1918
Sophie's P.O.V
"You seem…on edge my Lord." I drawled as I wrapped my hands around his shoulders whispering the words against his ear. He chuckled leaning down slightly and kissing the back of my clasped hands.
"Not on edge love, merely anticipating the arrival of a certain someone." He murmured as he stood up momentarily breaking my clasped hands before he turned around, we stood as if to dance but made no motion as to do so.
"I am shocked Hal, who could it be? Is my presence not satisfactory?" I asked lowering my head in mock shame, there was something that told me that his answer would lead to the name of the leader of a pack of wolves, Lady Catherine…maybe he was thrilled at the chance to annihilate someone who had been a thorn in our side. But this was never the way with Hal…a pretty young lady never escaped Hal's gaze, however this time one drop of her blood would burn his insides.
"Why on the contrary my Lady you are all I ever need." He replied as he began to twirl me around the room, we had acquired ourselves are rather decadent house in the North of France, while the Great War raged I was able to live in relative peace, while Hal and the others drank the blood from the trenches. That war was over now, however there was still the inconvenience of the Vampire-Werewolf war that had been set in motion before even Hal and I were born.
"You really are a tease." I chided lightly hitting him on the shoulder as we continued our mini waltz around the room, the action cause him to chuckle whirling us round faster and faster until by accident we hit the back of one of the sofas and ended up falling on to it, causing him to laugh more. After a small laughing fit and the untangling of limbs, we finally managed to end up sitting on one of the upright sofas, with Hal's fang grazing down the side of my neck.
"My Lord, sorry interrupt, but your presence is needed immediately." One of the messengers explained as he entered the room, ruining our small moment. He sighed burying his nose in the crook of my neck before briefly kissing me on the lips and exiting the room with the young vampire.
Hal's P.O.V
While the meeting was boring and mundane and reiterated everything I already knew, the humans were brokering peace while we were very much still at war, I couldn't help think that we may have a chance to broker our own peace this very evening. Lady Catherine, one of the leaders of the werewolves was more than likely making her way to this place right at this very moment, she may not even make it into the master suite where Sophie and I had taken residence, if she was even as much detected by Sophie she would more than likely be buried the next day.
"Is there anything you require my Lord?" one of the many minions asked, I shook him off as I ascended the grand staircase up towards the bedroom, it was late into the evening and she would surely arrive soon, better to prepare than to wind up as dust before the sun shone once more. I found her reclined on our bed, she wouldn't like what was to happen soon, but I could remedy that situation later on, for now I would love to settle the score. Telling Sophie the plan…well that may have had me in boiling water even before my afterlife was on the line, so I resolved to stay by her side for the evening as she slept I closed my eyes and waited, listening for the tell-tale sounds and sure enough a couple minutes later I found Lady Catherine above me holding a stake above her head.
"Lady Catherine." I stated opening my eyes, this didn't startle the wolf leader…though she more than knew that this wouldn't be as simple as walking into my chambers armed with a stake and just assume that I would allow her to stake me.
"Lord Hal." She sneered as she went to stake me in the heart; I grabbed her arms and began to wrestle the stake from her hands. I pushed her from the bed taking care not to wake up Sophie although inevitably she would soon be woken…and she wouldn't be in a good mood what so ever.
"Well you got my letters then." Although I had yet to explain any of this to Sophie, she probably knew already, she had her sneaky ways of finding out everything and anything. She did not want to be kept in the dark, but this sort of situation…well I'd rather keep her out of this sort of matter.
"Message." She snarled as she regained her standing, still not a stirring from the sleeping form of Sophie…she could sleep through most things, but sooner or later she would be waking up and then asking questions.
"I say message, I just allowed you to discover my whereabouts. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist the chance to kill me." I explained as I withdrew a blade to defend myself, I was hoping that neither side would suffer losses tonight, if there had to be a loss then I would rather it be on the side of the wolves. I spared a glance towards Sophie who was still sound asleep.
"I'm surprised there wasn't a queue!" she shouted as she lunged forward stake ready to plunge into my heart, I defended and stopped her attacks as she continued her assault, by this time Sophie had finally awoken.
"…You had to do this now…" she mumbled as she remained seated in the bed, not so bothered about any immediate danger, just as she always was.
"I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not try to sleep through this love." I answered she sighed glaring slightly and remained in her sitting position with her arms folded. I shook my head, why was she stubborn? There was no time for arguing with her, if we had taken more time no doubt Lady Catherine would have plunged that stake into my heart "I doubt the werewolf army would allow their leader to go on a solo assassination, let me guess you stuffed a pillow underneath your blankets and slipped away under the cover of darkness?"
"Took me back to my days at the convent." She replied lunging once more and once again I blocked her attempts at any form of successful stabbing.
"Need any help darling?" Sophie asked from her seated position on the bed, she'd know if I was in any real danger and would leap up and remove the threat which is why she hadn't done so yet, there was no threat really. She now knew that this was planned by me anyway and that I could hold my own against Lady Catherine.
"No need dear, as I said you can go back to sleep, this won't take much longer." I replied smiling slightly as I dodged another attack, allowing myself to even scratch the wolf in front of me could prove costly…their blood after all was toxic to us.
"Should have known." Catherine snarled through gritted teeth as she focused on another attack that failed once more. "That the two of you would be in the same place, the feared Lord Hal and his precious Lady Sophie, you could have at least warned her and your guards that I was coming, save me from killing any of them."
"Thank you for your concern Lady Catherine, but I highly doubt that you could even scratch me let alone kill me." Sophie stated as she smiled a smile that wasn't exactly happy, and yet it seemed as though she was thinking of killing Catherine where she stood.
"It's precisely that dreary compassion for things that would have lost you this war." I remarked, I had had my suspicions about this blasted Vampire-Werewolf war, who had started this confounded thing? Why did we have to fight? It made no sense if you really thought about, neither side could confirm when and why it had started and continuously fought over whom had in fact started it all. Maybe it was neither side, maybe it was in fact Satan himself.
"What do you mean would have lost me this war?" she asked, she wasn't going to drop that stake anytime soon however I sensed her curiosity she wouldn't want to kill me before she found out what I was insinuating…but most likely after she found out she would want to kill me unless she thought that I could be of some use to stopping this war once and for all.
"We need to parlez." I replied as I stepped away from her slightly lowering my blade from her neck, I was wrong to assume that she wouldn't attack once I withdrew the blade as I found myself on the floor after a second from withdrawing the blade after she head-butted me. This made Sophie alert she reached my side a minute after I ended up on the floor offering me a hand up, while making sure that Catherine would not attack.
"Are you alright?" she whispered I nodded my head running my thumb reassuringly across the back of her hand.
"This civil war between our clans has been raging for seven years. In fact it may have caused the war in the human world." I explained, though she seemed thoroughly uninterested, I walked over to the chair I had left my jacket on and picked it up, this conversation was going to lead to a night excursion to a ghostly friend. "Obviously there is nothing that we enjoy more than a good rough and tumble, but we have reason to believe we are being manipulated. Something else…someone else is fanning the flames of this conflict." Something in her eyes had changed, she seemed to realise what I was getting at…had she in fact thought of it too. "So the same thought has occurred to you."
"But who? Who could do that?" she asked, and I immediately knew she wasn't going to believe my answer straight off the bat. Satan…well everything could be linked the devil and coming from a vampire…well it just sounded like a bad fairy tale.
"So this is why this all happened…really you couldn't have asked for a nice sit down with a cup of tea?" Sophie added sarcastically, she knew we could not do that. Not because the werewolves would refuse, but because Mr Snow would simply not allow that to happen, nor would any of the others but I didn't need to worry about them they were afraid of me so why should I be afraid of them? But if that were not a problem, this scenario was simply more fun. I looked over at Sophie and immediately she bowed her head knowing that sarcasm at this time was not wanted nor needed.
"Lady Catherine, we are not at war with each other, we are at war with the Devil."
Author's Notes:
Hello! Thanks again for the support and sorry that I didn't write this early in the week, I was planning on how to start it and whether or not to start a separate story…but then I thought it's easier adding it to the end of the fourth series bits I wrote for Control, which is why you are currently reading it in the same story…anyway this was meant to be the whole of the flashbacks in the first episode…however it took ages to write this section and bits and pieces are sort of weirdly written and I'm sorry if any of it is a bit like what the hell. I'm am really shocked that this will be the last series of Being Human can't believe in 2008 it started and it will end this year…first it was Merlin and now it's Being Human god I hope they don't cancel Sherlock or hiatus Doctor Who again…anyway hope you enjoyed the first new chapter Ciao for now =D
