So, still not a lot of questions answered. I'm getting there. I have a lot of plot twists in store! Can anyone guess what? I hope not. That would make me oddly predictable. hah. I apologize for the spelling and or grammar errors. My buttons stick and my spell check is the devil. I only use the one they provide on and can we all agree it's less than brilliant?
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If vampires fidgeted or shuffled their feet in an awkward situation, that is exactly what Felipe would be doing. He stared at her and she stared right back, he eyes dark. He was obviously thinking of an excuse as to why she should see such a thing. He was keeping his cool, after all, he did have the upper hand.
He could snap her in half if he so chose.
"I will do my best to make sure that none of my 'vamps', as you put it, harm your brother. I will tell Victor too keep an eye out for him." She nodded figuring that this was the best she was going to get. "You will be riding with Roger and the shifter here to Shreveport, if you have any more visions I want you too call Victor and tell him." He handed her a cell phone and she took a deep breathe.
"Can I talk to you in private for a moment?" He looked taken aback, and Johnny stared at her with wide eyes as if she was the silliest girl in the world. Maybe she was. Though he nodded and quietly told Quinn and Johnny to wait outside for them. Johnny looked hesitant but followed Quinn nonetheless.
"Yes?" He said, taking a step closer to her.
"How did you know that I could see things? Did my uncle tell you?"
He laughed slightly, looping his arm through hers and leading her towards the door. "You are a very intriguing young woman. I have an affinity for those with higher abilities, I always have. They tend to make such interesting vampires." His eyes flashed as he opened the front door and practically thrust her towards Johnny. "And as far as your question, no he did not tell me. I could sense it."
And then he shut the door and she was on the steps with the shifters staring out across a sea of black cars and the vegas vampires.
"Who is this, Johnny?" Quinn said, motioning towards her.
"Alison. She worked at Bloodlust until last night, now I guess she works for Felipe."
"I don't work for anyone." She said, throwing a smile towards Quinn and practically running down the stairs. Victor was waiting, staring at her hungrily, which stopped her in her tracks. Johnny was behind her not soon after.
"Well aren't you an intoxicating little human." He said, showing a little fang. Wonderful. "You and the cat are in that car with Mel." He motioned towards a smallish vamp with a Velma Kelly type haircut, she looked a little like Liza Minelli.
"Come on." She said, pulling the door open. Alison and Johnny slid into the backseat easily, as she got into the front. As the drove past the larger car, she was Quinn and Victor having a heated argument and heard a deep guttural growl come from the shifter next to her.
"He okay?" She said, laying a hand on Johnny's knee.
"Yeah. I just hope he doesn't do anything stupid. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
He leaned into her, and began whispering. Alison wasn't sure if he knew Mel could probably hear him, but it didn't matter. "How come Felipe couldn't glamour you?"
She chuckled. "When I first started working at the club, my mother insisted on taking me to a witch friend of hers and she put a block on me. It only works on the male vampires. If Mel were to turn around right now, she could work her magic no problem. It isn't that effective if they stare at me too long, but it gives me a few seconds, and if I look away I can usually break it."
He nodded accordingly. "Very interesting."
"We're not driving to Louisiana, are we?"
Mel answered. "No, silly girl. It would take nearly a day. We are driving to Mccarren and taking series of planes."
And that's what they did. It was about an hour to Mccarren and two hours on the small plane. She sat next to Johnny the whole flight, terrified out of her mind at what might happen next. She had another vision, it was of a blonde vampire creeping up behind Mel and killing her.
She simply kept it too herself.
When they landed, the pit in Alison's stomach hardened considerably. She followed Mel, but was rerouted at the last second and told to follow Roger. Johnny looked like he wanted to argue, but quieted at the last second followed Mel. She prayed for him silently, hoping she would see him when they all rendezvoused.
"Roger?" She asked, he turned his head smiling at her, pleasantly.
"Where are we going, if you don't mind me asking?" He nodded for her to get into the passenger side of the large, black bentley he would be driving to their destination.
"Not at all. We are going to The Queen."
"To do... what exactly?"
"To kill her." Said another posh looking vampire from the back. Alison suddenly became fully aware of her situation. Sitting in a car with four vampires who could snap her head off in one simple move. It didn't take long for them to arrive outside what Alison could only call a compound of some sort. Roger got out of the car first and he moved to the passenger side of the car, pulling the door open.
"Do you trust me?"
"Not at all." She said, shaking her head. He smiled.
"Good girl." He grabbed her by her hair and practically dragged her half a black to the entrance of the compound. Her eyes nearly bulged out of her face. A man was standing with his back to them conversing with a HUGE man, the only light she could see were the embers of his cigarette. He obviously felt something approaching and turned just as the gigantic man turned and went back through the door. Jake stood completely still.
"Alison?" He said. She whimpered slightly as Roger tightened the grip on her hair. "What the hell, Man?" he said, directing towards Roger. "What do you want? Let her go!"
"Let me and the others inside." Roger said, simply. "Or I will snap her neck."
Alison did not like the sound of the second idea. She knew Felipe valued her power, and that Johnny would probably have a shit fit- but she also knew that Roger would snap her in two if given the chance. Jake stood in silence for a moment, debating weather or not his allegiance to The Queen was greater than the love he had once felt for his sister. She could see all of this flash across his face, he had always been very easy to read, and he obviously hadn't been a vampire long enough to be able to stare stoically while a million thoughts flashed through his brain.
He pulled the door open and Alison breathed a sigh of relief. "Let her go."
Roger smiled disgustingly and threw Alison at Jake. They four vampires ran inside just as another car pulled up. "Jake, we gotta get out of here."
"No. I have to go defend my queen." He said, and Alison was shocked to see him glance horribly at her. "You smell delicious." He said, she could hear the disgust and sadness in his voice. "Ally, I love you, but I can't be around you now." He said, and with great control, he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. And then he was gone.
That was it? She thought. That's what she had risked her life for? Had gotten knee deep in vampire politics for? For her brother to kiss her forehead and tell her she smelled delicious? What the fuck!? The compound was completely black with the exception of one security light about a ten feet away. Alison stood still for a moment, collecting her thoughts. The building before her was completely still and no one would have known that inside, an ancient vampire was no doubt being slaughtered. She made up her mind, and walked back to the car.
Roger, hadn't left the keys in it, but their was a cellphone. As soon as she flipped it open, it was snatched from her hand and she looked up to see Roger leaning on the car. He hit a few buttons on the phone and held it to his ear. "It's done." Was all he said, and Alison felt a pang in her stomach.
"Now, Alison," He said, looking down. "I managed to spare your kin at The Kings instructions, but I suppose you should get him out of here as soon as possible. He has a car. Take him to Shreveport and go to Fangtasia, it's only about an hour away. They will help you there."
"Why would they help us?"
"Eric knows who Jake is, they know he worked for the queen. He is badly wounded, so they will not know of his betrayal. They will at least give him a place to sleep for the day. The shifter insisted he would wait there for you." He handed her another cellphone out of his pocket. Tomorrow night you will call Victor or Me and we will tell you what to do and where to go from there." He picked her up and pushed her forward. "Go. He is waiting for you around the building on the far side of the parking lot."
She walked slowly, almost in a daze. Then, as if something hit her, she realized that her brother was waiting for her, badly wounded, and that she was about to drive to a club full of vampires that she barely knew and ask them to help her for no good reason. This was going to end well.
She made her way over to the other side of the building, only to see Jake talking to the same large man. He seemed to be weeping.
"Sigebert, someone is coming. Run!" Jake said, and so the huge man did, into the bushes that ran along the now deserted parking lot.
"Jake..." She said, he turned. "Come on, get in the car. Hurry up." She said, grabbing his arm and attempting to pull him towards the old Pontiac her brother had had even in life. He shied away from, and she pleaded. "Jake, please, I sacrificed so much to find you! You cannot repay me like this."
"I did not ask you to come and find me. I have half a mind to just stay here and wait for the day."
"Please don't, brother. Just get in the car."
"And go where?" He said, though she could feel his muscle relax slightly. He was fighting the urge to rip her throat out, she could see it in his face.
"Shreveport."
"To the viking? No thanks."
"Then where else!?" She said, her temper rising. "Jacob Nicholas Purifoy you get in that goddamn car right now or I swear to the heavens I will personally call Felipe De Castro and have you burned at the stake!"
"Fine!" He said, and hobbled over to the car.
Well at least their sibling rivalry hadn't worn off.
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