Black Magic
4
Whatever was happening was much stranger than anything that had happened to me before, which was saying something when your life is constantly weird. Could Mencheres really have done this to me? I had never met a vampire who was so refined and gentlemanly, so this turn of events was more than unexpected. What hurt me the most was how thoroughly he had decieved us, or just me. Bones could have known all along about his duel-nature, but I had had no idea. Looking back, maybe there had been signs that all was not as it seemed; he had always been so terse with Mencheres, as if reminding the ancient vampire to behave.
Distorted conversation, the sound of voices without words - the blackness remained but I felt awake for the first time in what felt like forever. I could feel Bones' presence beside me, though it was so faint that it was barely detectable. I'd only ever felt a mind-blowing vibration from him before thanks to my extra sensory, special abilities, but this was so muffled that I would have dismissed it as nothing if I hadn't known the vampire so intimately. I hadn't ever felt as defenceless as I did now and even the thought of the man I loved handling my body made trepedation rush through me. They could do anything to me and I could not do anything to stop them.
"What the... done to her..." Mencheres laughed manically in responce to what Bones had said. Even blind, I understood the danger, the insanity of that sound, and I felt a shiver ripple through me even through my numbness. "—coming ... human..." his deep voice resonated inside my head, echoing over and over in meaningless circles. Without any idea of what they were speaking about, there was no way that any of it could make sense. My mind was still reeling from the knowlege that we had deseaved, and my thoughts were too slippery for me to latch on to. "It's for the best..."
"Like hell!" I heard Bones shout, his voice so alien to any other time I had heard it that for a spit second I worried that more had happened in the time I was unconscious than I had imagined. "How... for... best?" The words came disjointedly, but I understoof what he was asking. How could this be for the best? There was a pause. "Oh... you're... to talk!" If I wasn't numb all over, I bet I would have felt his foot stamp on the floor—the vibrations-because there was a slapping sound on the ground. I hated having only a tenuous hold on the conversation, because I was confident that they were arguing about me, but already I was being forced back down into the dark pit by hands that felt ice cold on my skin.
"She's too dangerous as a vampire, even part vampire. I should have thought to do this sooner, but things became complicated once she was involved with you, Bones." He spoke as if this should have been blatantly obvious. Had Bones known this all along?
TBC
A/N: Sorry this is so short, I just wanted to get into this story again after leaving it for a while. I'll write more. Thanks for the reminder chinoba.