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Josef woke up the next morning in Beth's bed. They didn't have sex, but they did literally sleep together. The room was freezing, to suit Josef's taste, and Beth was curled up on the other side, six blankets covering her. Josef leaned over and kissed the top of her head, and pulled the covers off of him.
Josef exited Beth's room, and headed up to his own. Thank god it was finally Friday, and he had two days alone with Beth. He trudged up the stairs, and walked into his room.
Josef took a quick shower, and got dressed in a deep purple dressy shirt, and black pants. He fastened a black tie to his collar, and looked himself over in the mirror. Then, he went back downstairs.
He grabbed a quick drink, and picked up the pen that Beth had used before to write her note, and a new piece of paper. He wrote a quick note to Beth saying he was off to work, and be home by four. Then, Josef grabbed his coat, and left the apartment.
By the time he had gotten to work, Josef was pretty awake. He walked past his associates, and some questioned about his absences. He merely told them he wasn't feeling up to coming to work, and they were convinced; Josef was a good enough worker to be given some breaks.
Josef sat behind his desk, and worked on a file. His intercom rang, and his secretary told him he had a visitor. Thinking it was Beth, Josef quickly tidied himself up in the mirror, and drank some blood from his hidden fridge. The door to his office opened, and Josef stood up and froze.
A man had just entered the room, a man with such a commanding air, you just had to stop and take a second glance. He had long black hair the reached to his shoulders, and cracked lips. His beady black eyes surveyed Josef in amusement, and then he spoke.
"Hello, Mr. Kostan. My name is Nicholas Farrell." He said in a deep voice, and Josef started to sweat. He knew who this was; Josef was looking at the oldest vampire alive on the planet today. Josef nodded his head.
"I know who you are. What are you doing here?" Josef said in a polite voice. This was like meeting his idol, his hero. Josef wasn't going to screw this up. He walked around his desk, and sat down on it slightly. Nicholas Farrell grinned.
"I'm sure you know of my clan, the Dynasty." Nicholas said, sitting down in one of Josef's chairs. Josef's eyes widened; of course he knew of it. The Dynasty was the most secluded and elite vampire clan in the world; only the most experienced and oldest vampires could join. Nicholas was the leader of it; he was almost like the pope of all vampires.
Josef nodded in response to the vampire's statement, and Nicholas seemed pleased. He leaned back in Josef's chair, and said, "I want you to become one of the elite vampires, Josef."
If Josef still had his heart, it would surely start pounding against his chest. Josef had waited 400 years to become an elite. It was every (well, most) vampires dream to be inducted into the clan. Josef couldn't speak; it was like telling him he would be a king. Nicholas stood up, and neared Josef.
"What do you say?" Nicholas said, and Josef nodded instantly.
"Of course, I would be elated to join such a prestigious group! May I ask why you wanted me?" Josef asked, nearly jumping in glee. Nicholas smirked.
"You're old enough, and definitely experienced. You also aren't like the lesser vampires the need donated blood or ones from the blood bank." Nicholas laughed cruelly, and Josef gulped as he thought of Mick. Nicholas continued. "You're a true vampire, Josef, and there's not a lot of that going around these days. We need you in the Dynasty."
Josef smiled at the need; he loved being needed. This had to be the most amazing thing in his life. He looked at the old vampire, and grinned wickedly.
"I would love to be part of the clan." Josef stated, and stood up straight. Nicholas smiled, and stuck out his hand. Josef looked at it for a second, and then shook it. His hand vibrated, and he suddenly felt an electrical shock. Josef groaned in pain, and fell to the floor. Nicolas smirked above him.
"Now, you are officially a clan member. Congratulations." He laughed evilly, and Josef stood up slowly. He looked at his hand, and saw a black burn mark on the center of his right palm. This was the insignia of the Dynasty clan; every vampire knew to respect the vampires that had black burn marks.
Josef brought his hand to his face, and rubbed the burnt skin against his cheek. He closed his eyes as he felt the roughness of his once smooth skin. Nicholas smirked.
"Sorry, that does happen." Nicholas said, gleaming. Josef nodded, and opened his eyes. Nicholas looked up, and smiled.
"Dream about it, Josef. All of the free, tasty blood, anytime you want. All of the admiration from the lesser vampires, envying you, and admiring you." Josef smiled wistfully, and felt his wildest dreams coming true. Nicholas smirked. "All of the beautiful women, waiting for you." This snapped Josef's eyes opened. Beth...He thought. Josef shook his head.
"I'm involved with someone." Josef said, and Nicholas raised his eyebrows. Josef flushed. Sure, it was unlikely he was ever "involved" with someone, but it was true. Nicholas examined Josef.
"Anyone I know?" Nicholas asked, and Josef swallowed. He stood behind his desk, his back facing the clan leader.
"She's human." Josef said shortly, and sighed. He heard Nicholas shuffle behind him, and then groan.
"You're kidding me, right?" Nicholas said, laughing humorlessly. "That's not funny, you know." Josef turned and looked at Nicholas, his eyes hard. Nicholas's mocking expression turned to stone.
"You're serious?" Nicholas asked, and Josef nodded once. Nicholas stared at Josef, anger growing in his cheeks. "That's unwise, my friend." Josef suddenly felt wary, and wanted to leave and go to Beth. Nicholas took a step forward.
"You have to break it off with her, Josef. She's human. Unless, you plan on turning her..." Nicholas trailed, waiting for Josef's reaction. Josef pictured himself leaning over Beth, and damning her to a life of night. He hissed, and shook his head. Nicholas's mouth was a thin line.
"I'm sorry, Josef." His tone proved he was not, however. "You have to break up with her." Josef turned to look at Nicholas fast, and looked angry.
"Never." Josef snarled, and Nicholas stood up. He glared at Josef.
"You have no choice; it's in our law not to mingle with mortals. Besides, would you really put her in that much danger, if you're so involved with her?" Nicholas mused, and Josef stared at him. Then, he sank in his chair, and put his head in his hands. Nicholas sniggered.
"I'm sorry for your loss." He said, and walked towards the door. "I expect you to be ready for your first mission. Expect a fax in a day or so. Goodbye." With that, Nicholas Farrell left. Josef breathed, and sat up.
He had to do it. He couldn't do it. But he had to do it. Josef groaned and put his head on the desk, and put his arms over his head.
Josef was going to have to break up with Beth.
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