Happy Holidays for all of you! I am so glad I got to give a present for my readers and this is it!
Thanks for been faithful to the story. I choose that this is the story I will continue for all the great praises it has so far!
I will try to release the chapters as soon as I can. College for me starts in January 11, 2011. But I would be traveling from 7th to 17th of January to FL, so if you are from FL say Holla!
I will start for realz the 19th of Jan to finish the 27th to start again my new semester the 31st of Jan.
Okay enough of my busy life. Thanks all for this wonderful year, I wish you all Happy New Year and that all you wish from the bottom of your heart come true! 3 I will have you in my hearts as I always do when I write, imagine what the hell I am going to write about and when I finish. :D
Happy Holiday for all!
^^ Rosario
High Road to Celestica
Chapter 6: London
I saw nothing out the window first, but then out of the cloud bank a perfectly still land underneath. One thing I knew immediately was that it looked nothing like home, New York might threw you at first even if you're born there, but there was always magic in it.
School was going to start in three weeks but since everything was prepared for the opening we decided to go to fly to London after a call Jack received yesterday. Someone called Mr. Cole had told Jack that they had a Silver Blood hold captive, he and I were both astonish by this, because is either kill or be killed with these creatures, as far as I knew, there was no other option.
We would be landing in less than an hour. Jack was asleep three seats down from in a comfortable twin bed. The private jet had four twin beds and two seats in between of each pair. A woman passed asking for breakfast.
"What would you like, Miss?" she asked in a British accent.
"I'll have eggs, bacon, coffee and toast on the side with butter," she nodded and took off to the kitchen.
She, then, went to Jack who was still asleep after all that work the night before. Jack couldn't leave his job like I could because; he was the owner of a company that holds an important role in the economy. After leaving the school in good hands, Oliver's, he finished with the company and that someone Charles will take point from now until the trip was over.
"Miss, do I prepare breakfast for him as well?" the woman asked concern on whether to wake him up or not.
"Yes, he'll have the same thing as me," When the woman left I couldn't help but to remember what could've happen last night at the apartment. The moment was uncontrollable, I never felt that way before with any man, but I am beginning to wonder if that is because he is a Royal Blue Blood. I stood up and stood next to the sleeping Jack.
I bent down to his ear and blew into it. He shivered with a smile. I, then, took a lock of his hair and started to wrap it around my finger.
Jack's smile grew bigger.
"Good Morning," I whispered softly into his ear.
"Good Morning," he replied in the same hush tone.
"I order your breakfast, is that alright?"
"Of course," he opened his eyes and looked straight into mine. He flashed me a happy smile with teeth and everything.
He lifted himself and I automatically put myself behind him. I opened my legs and he positions himself, his back against my chest and his head rested on my shoulder. The woman came with both our breakfast.
"Thank you, Miss," Jack said to the woman which made her blush, even if we were in a certain position.
"Flirting with other woman Jack, that is certainly unacceptable," I said.
"Why is that? We are not dating, are we?" Damn, he had a point
"Aw, you're blushing," Jack said taking a bite out of his eggs and with his other hand taking a piece of bacon.
"Oh, shut up," I said taking a piece of my own.
After we finished our breakfast and went to the bathroom to wash my teeth and took a quick bath.
I heard a knock while taking my shower.
"Yes?"
"It's Jack, may I?"
"Of course," I said pulling the shower curtain again.
He opened the door and started looking in the cabinets underneath the sink.
"Behind the mirror, mine was the blue one," I informed from behind the curtain.
"Oh, yes…how kind of you to leave me the pink one," he said with a slight humor on his tone.
"Of course, the best for the best," I said closing the shower. I stepped out with the towel tightly wrapped around my chest. Jack couldn't stop himself for lingering, which I didn't find at all uncomfortable.
"How long do we have left?" I asked, signaling him to turn around and he need with the toothbrush in his mouth.
I put on my underwear.
"About 35 minutes, they haven't given permission to land just yet," he informed with his mouth full of paste.
"Good," I buttoned up my pants and Jack turned to spit on the sink.
"Nice bra," He said with a smirk opening the faucet.
"Perv," I hissed and he laughed.
I put on my shirt and I was told that it was going to get cold so I wore a turtle neck shirt and some jeans, which were a mistake.
When we landed Jack had already called for reservation for a car.
"Which car are we renting? I hope it doesn't bring too much attention," I said while two gentlemen carried our luggage. Jack went to a car rental at the end of the airport after passing through customs.
"We are ready," he said after talking and dealing with the lady behind the counter.
The men kept following us until we reach other person, which guided us to our rental car.
"No way, Jack,"
"But why can't we? I always wished to drive one of them," he said taking the keys from the guy and opening the trunk of the car.
Jack put our luggage before I could complain about the car.
"Because it brings too much attention, well not as much as a Ferrari but, still," The car that Jack rented was an Audi R8 color silver. It was obviously a sports car which, I always loved, but we were trying to not bring too much attention.
"The Ferrari was not on rental," he even though of renting the Ferrari.
"Whatever, let's go," I jumped in and in the second I did all thoughts of bringing too much attention could screw themselves. Jack felt the difference as I entered the car.
"Nice, uh?" he said and I simply nodded.
We drove for an hour and a half London was close to the airport but, we were going to Mr. Cole's house. When we arrived the direction had taken us to a seven story apartment building.
Jack pulled over in front of the bar to enter the parking lot and entered a code in the keypad in a box in front of the window.
The box buzzed and the bar lifted to allow us entrance. We found a spot which had the number seven painted on it and again in the wall in front of it. The other side also had a seven but, there was a car already occupying the unnecessary spot. I notice that all the cars were Audi, Jaguar, Mercedes-Benz and one Ferrari parked on spot number four.
We entered through double doors in the middle of the parking lot. There were two elevators.
"Do you really believe they have a Silver Blood hostage? It seems so unreal," I said while waiting for the elevator.
"I do, if not they are wasting our time and resources," why resources? Well he should know.
The doors opened and we stepped inside.
I highlighted the floor seven, but I noticed there were more buttons.
First was P for parking lot, then G for I think it was ground and then one for first floor. We reached the ground floor which was a lobby that had mail and different things, I only caught a glimpse since the doors closed quickly as a man stepped into the elevator.
"What number, sir?" I asked since he didn't push the button.
"Oh, right, seven," the man said. I was about to pushed it when I notice it was already highlighted and our destination.
"Mr. Cole?" Jack asked.
"Yes?"
"My name is Force, Jack Force and this is-"
"Miss Van Alen, you look so much like your grandfather. I knew you looked familiar," he proclaim after interrupting Jack. I shook his hand out of politeness and also did Jack.
"Yes, pleasure to meet you, sir," I said.
"Same here, young lady," then the elevator rang and we had all reached our destination. When we stepped inside the hallway we only saw one grand door, the other two were wooden.
"Are you the only one that lives on this floor?" I asked out of curiosity
"Yes, each floor has only one apartment," I was astonished to hear such thing.
I think my face has written my thoughts on it, because I was snapped out by the dark chuckle of the man. Jack just shrugged his shoulders.
As we entered the room laughter filled the gray air. The man showed us the room which the sound came from, three people was sitting while two stood next to each other in front of the others. The man cleared his throat and the men stopped smoking their cigarettes, blew their smoke and silence filled the air. The five men stared at us in awe expressions; I guess they recognized Jack from somewhere.
"Mr. Force what an honor to be in your presence, William Savoy at your service," one of the men standing up moved toward Jack and offered his hand which Jack shook with no delay. Jack nodded and offered a smile.
The men sitting down stood up to present themselves. Mr. Savoy was a tall man, taller than Jack, who wore classic clothes even the pocket watch was seen on his left pocket. His hair was nicely cut. The next man presented himself as James Blake, he said he worked for Jack's father a long time ago, which was believable since he had white hair, even thought Jack's father didn't have gray hair; I knew that he had his share of years. The next man was Mr. Joe Black, which reminded me the movie 'Meet Joe Black', except the man looked nothing like Brad Pitt, instead he reminded me of Tom Cruise and Adam Sandler. One man I notice had sat back down again, probably because his feet or his body didn't allowed to stand up in such lengths of time, before the fourth could present himself to Jack, his phone rang and said to the room he will be right back and that it was a pleasure meeting Jack.
Mr. Cole offered us a seat. But something was off and I knew Jack could feel it too. Mr. Cole cleared his throat which got the attention of both of us.
"If you would like something, please come with me," I didn't know what that meant since his eyes were directed to me and not to Jack or the room itself.
"Please come with me," he repeated never leaving his gaze from my eyes. I stood up and followed him to what appeared to be the kitchen.
"These men cannot see you," he said while taking out crystal glasses. I was slightly confused but, I understood that it was what I felt was off in the room.
"Why can't they see me?" I asked.
"Because they don't wish to, you see, these men are more traditional than the word itself and they do not allow women to meddle in their business. Alas I am not like them, I embraced the change over the centuries but, they seem to stay in place in time. They are not ignoring you when I say they don't see you, they literally cannot feel or see your presence in the room. I asked for you to be here, so you could be in some way integrated in the conversation and matters at hand," he explain and finished pouring the whiskey in the glasses and returned with me to the room.
I motion to Jack to get up. I took my phone and explain in short words what happen. Jack nodded and started the conversation. The other man that was on the phone came back to the room and presented himself as Mr. Force, Jack looked curiously at him and his eyes almost bulged out from his face.
"Cousin, how much time has passed?" Jack exclaimed.
"I am delighted you recognized who I was, I was afraid I had changed too much over the last decade," he explains with a smile.
"Yes, you have but something such as your eyes and hair are the same, same as my father's and uncle's," Jack sat back down and the five men took their seat.
Mr. Cole offered his guest the glass of whiskey and all of them gladly took them. I heard a thump on the ceiling, the silence filled the air and all the man also took a second to look up.
"I believed that is the creature," Jack answered and the men nodded.
"Have you heard of Miss Van Alen?" Mr. Savoy asks.
Jack did not show any emotion and neither did Mr. Cole, but I sure did. Why would I be mention in such place?
"Briefly, she works along with me," Jack said. "Why do you ask?" he asks calmly.
"My brother has heard of the young woman, they said her Blue Blood is not fully vampire, but human. Her mother was the Archangel but, she mated with a human in her last life. Some say she isn't dead, but I believe she is trapped between the spirit world and immortality." Jack was surprise by this and his gazed locked mine. As soon as our eyes connected, I looked down. I knew about my mother and had kept her a secret for the last seventeen years of my life.
"I was not informed of that," Jack honestly said. I couldn't deal if Jack knew which Archangel was her and with which human she had mated, and which other angel she should've mated.
I knew the truth of Jack's father, which was the reason he had hired me in the first place, because I was the daughter of his beloved whom she choose a mortal over him. Even though he disliked my mother's decision, he understood that what was done couldn't be erased. And so he treated me as if I was his own. But then I notice something at the age of fifteen when I started to work for him that people started to talk about me in a way that was not comfortable, they spoke in tongues I fairly understood such as I was his lovechild, his slave, his lover, a prostitute of some kind, even someone who used him to manage my future. When I was seventeen, I met Jack for the first time even if it was only a glimpse in time, he was playing alone with a video game but happiness filled the air.
"Which archangel is her mother?" Jack suddenly asked breaking the awkward silence.
The men looked at him and gave no answer. I let out a sigh in relief.
"That's all right, I shall soon know about it," Jack coldly replied. His gaze meets mine briefly.
"We need to know how to handle the Silver Blood," Mr. Blake spoke after been in silence throughout the evening.
"Yes, today's purpose was to acknowledge the team that will be working on the situation," Mr. Savoy spoke.
"Miss Van Alen has been communicated but it is has failed," Mr. Savoy spoke up and Jack's along with Mr. Cole's face turn up immediately.
"What do you by communicated?" Jack asked
"We have sources that tell us that Miss Van Alen is a traitor to her kind, even though most think she is a royal…she has disappeared," Mr. Savoy said.
"Who has told you this information?" Mr. Cole spoke faster than Jack could.
"Bliss Llewellyn a young professor in Duchesne School in New York," Mr. Savoy said.
"I am certain that information is false," Jack said, the men in the room looked at him in awed.
"Miss Llewellyn is not likely to be wrong in her reports," Jack simply nodded. I wasn't sure as to why he didn't ask anymore.
"We must go, long day ahead of us, we will arrive tomorrow at nine in the morning," Jack informed the group. I wasn't sure if he noticed he included me in the sentence when they clearly didn't see me.
"We, didn't you arrived alone?" Mr. Blake asked.
"No, I did not-"
"His company is waiting outside, a young woman," Mr. Cole said.
The men nodded in agreement.
"Yes, they cannot enter such meetings," Mr. Black said in a prideful tone.
"We must go now," Jack stood up and the men followed us to the exit.
Mr. Savoy's phone rang.
"Excuse me,"
I followed him to the next room. Mr. Cole and Jack's face followed my footsteps.
"Bliss, are you certain of Miss Van Alen's whereabouts?" he asked
"How could you let her out of your sight!" he yelled lowly to the phone.
"Mr. Force? Jack Force?" he looked to the way we came in.
"Thank you, Bliss," he hung up the phone and reaches the inside of his jacket.
Mr. Savoy appeared to have a gun.
"Jack, RUN!" I screamed as I ran to the front door. His eyes met mine along with Mr. Cole's.
"He has a gun!" Jack didn't think it twice and opened the door.
"MR. FORCE!" Mr. Savoy shouted and shoots the gun.
"Jesus Christ, William. What's has gotten into you?" it was then I felt the pain in my chest. I fell on the ground.
"Who is the young lady you are traveling with a Miss Van Alen, perhaps?" Jack hadn't seen me yet as I fell to the floor, but once he did notice he came to me.
"Why have you fallen to the floor, Mr. Force?" Mr. Savoy asked.
"Mr. Cole call 9-1-1 or the emergency number here in London," Jack ordered as he takes off his jacket and put it in the wound.
"Miss Van Alen, perhaps is injured?" Mr. Savoy said with a smirk on his face.
"Lift the spell, Mr. Black," Jack asked.
The man nodded gracefully and the room suddenly changes. The men gasped as the saw the blood that I knew was under me.
"What's this?" Jack gasped, he lifted his fingers and I saw mercury on his hands.
"This is mixed with her blood," Silver Blood I thought. I couldn't be such a thing.
"She might be a silver blood," Mr. Savoy commented.
"She is not…the bullet was made of mercury…lethal for us and silver bloods," he accused.
"Our private ambulance is on the way," he said…but sadly I went out like a feather after the mercury entered my bloodstream.
This wasn't going to be pretty
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As life was seeping out of me, I was becoming more aware of what is to come.
I couldn't deny that something more off than the spell was happening. I saw Mr. Black's cracked watch on the floor. How did I know it was his? Questions had filled my mind.
I looked at the watch more closely and I notice it did not have numbers but symbols whose definitions were unknown. But it surely looked like divine symbols.
I have seen them before, but I couldn't place where yet.
The image change and I was no longer watching Mr. Black's cracked watch. Now it was street, a busy one, many people buying from small places and a plaza in the middle. Piazza dei Miracoli, this was where I was…I was certain of it, but I couldn't see the leaning tower of Pisa. I turn around and there it was…but something about it was not like I remembered.
The third floor had a window underneath the one on the floor above. The image change yet, again.
A clocked man passed through the halls of a modern building, the man used clothes that did not belong in the time the building appeared to be in. The man stopped and looked back at me his eyes and mine met for a moment or two, he smile pleasantly and continue his walk. Unlike like the other images, this became more as I started walking following the mysterious man. He stopped in front of a door that had something written on.
'Mrs. Potter: Assistant Criminal Affairs'
The man walked in and started talking to a young woman in her mid-twenties and started a muted conversation. While both of them talked, I left willingly the small office but, when I open the door, instead of the same hall I saw a wedding.
The door closed on me and I open it again, in hopes I would see more of the wedding. But instead I saw a hospital room and my mother sleeping in an everlasting dream of nightmares. Next to her I saw a book with one of the divine symbols of the watch. I entered but I stopped as I crashed into an invisible wall when I turned around to return to the mysterious door, it had disappeared and the room turned completely into the hospital room.
I walked out on the white hallway, doctors passing through with their charts thinking they're all that because they spent a third of their lives studying while the other part was saving and killing lives. I let out a short chuckle.
After walking for awhile and door opened it and I saw myself as if I was in the same everlasting dream of nightmares. Jack was seating next to me, his head resting next to my forearm.
And as if gravity became my traitor I was sucked inside my hallow body. I felt heavier than usual, but good enough to open my eyes.
And so I did.
I opened my heavy eyes and Jack felt the movement of my stiff body and lifted his head.
"Hey," his voice was great after that weird dream I just had.
"I want to start over again," I said. He cocked his eyebrow questioning my words.
"I want to date, kiss, do stuff that we can't do if we really are going after them, I want to live a normal life before this craziness rules over me," I tried to make a short laugh.
"I like that too," he agreed.
"I remember when I met you, fighting with your boyfriend and honestly I wanted to kick his ass…but what I remember the most is that kiss and since then been dying to try that again," he looked down as if he was embarrassed.
"Yeah," I agreed with the craziness and fell asleep knowing soon I would wake up.
I woke up eight hours later and the doctor said I could go. London was waiting to be discovered by me.
When we came back to the apartment Jack laid down a couple of sightseeing tours brochures as he went to take a quick shower. I heard the water coming from the bathroom and my feet started to walk towards it. First I took off my shoes and instinct kicked in. Unbuttoned my jeans and took them off. My socks were cotton so it was sad I had to take them off, but so I did. My ring came next. My shirt took the next step, Jack heard all the movements. The only thing left was my black underwear.
I slide in quickly and hot water started to pour on me. Jack's strong arms grabbed my own, I lifted my head to his see his face, and our lips automatically touched. Jack's hands grabbed my bra's strips down. His lips were warm, and the hot steaming water could not compare.
"God," he moans in my ear.
He grabbed my things and lifted me up pushing me against the cold wall. His kisses became more demanding and I lifted his expectations as he met mine. I felt him inside me like a bomb of passion and lust. The air filled with groans, moans and names that fitted the occasions and those to come. His wet hair linked with my fingers. I felt him over, over again inside of me trying to surpass perfect seduction. His hands never dropped me but, he played with me anyway he pleased and I, too, played with what I could.
The water stopped pouring, but the hotness in the air was still lingering.
The bed was closer than I thought as he lay me down and he came on top of me. Our bodies move in perfect synchronization and even though I have read how bodies can fit perfectly, but out of all the times I been in bed with men none felt like this. Our pace picked up, kissing my chest, my arms, my neck, occasionally my stomach. He came and so did I, our breathing was heaving but, it calmed down after a while.
"God, that was five of July with fireworks," he breathed. I laughed.
"Ditto," I said.
"By the way, did you know that tomorrow is Christmas Eve?" I asked.
"Is it really? No I didn't," he said.
I nodded put my arm around him and felt asleep.
"Merry Christmas!" an old man shouted from outside the hotel's window. Jack and I had spent the day before in bed not sleeping and left the room at nine for a quick walk in the city and food.
Yesterday while he went into a store to buy some socks, because his own has mysteriously disappeared; I bought his Christmas present which was a silver chair which had written 'Sinful Destiny' on it. I thought it was irony but, after this, things would get back to normal, meaning hunting down Silver Bloods.
"Merry Christmas," I said as I went towards him in his plaid shirt and kiss him lightly on his lips.
"Merry Christmas, to you too," he whisper as he groan and got up from bed.
"Why is it off?" he asked as he entered the bathroom.
"I thought you turn it off last night," I said as I took the remote control and turn on the television.
"I caught the culprit," he said, I lean to see what he meant and he was holding my heel.
"Christmas should have a Christmas tree turn on," he said as he plugged it again. I nodded.
"Schuyler," he said from the bathroom.
I walked towards it.
"Yeah," I said opening the door and finding a half-naked, wet hair, six-abs Jack holding a box.
"Merry Christmas,"
"Oh Jack, you shouldn't have," I gushed. I opened the box and found a slick necklace and three diamonds hanging at the end.
"It's beautiful," I said looking at the beautiful diamond, but I notice something else, there was a small silver plate at the end it had 'Lovely Sin' written on it. I smiled. I kissed him and gave him my thank you. I took his hand and brought him outside the bathroom and I searched for the present.
"When did you have time?" he asked opening the box.
"A woman never kisses and tells," I laughed.
"It's great, 'Sinful Destiny' now that is a coincidence," he said before putting it on.
"Are we going to dinner?" I asked.
"Yes, I made reservations for seven,"
"Alright," I agreed going back to watching television.
I surfed through the channels until one had brought my attention.
A young anchorwoman spoke.
"A young man found dead in an alley, but what the police has been informing is that the only attack wounds were two puncture dots on the neck and blood mixed with mercury, stay tune to hear more about the attack,"
Jack looked at me and went back to the bedroom.
"Tomorrow we are going back, aren't we?" I said disappointed.
"Yes, but dinner is still on," he said with a smile. I smile back but once he was out of sight so was my smile.
It was six thirty and I was dressed ready to go.
"Good Evening," I said at the gawking bellboy. I went to the lobby where he said he would be waiting for me.
I walked pass the counter where men and woman stare in silence. I saw Jack's back on the bar and the bartender cleaning the glass with the towel. He saw me and dropped the glass which brought Jack's attention.
I walked forward and I saw a mother and daughter joking about different things in life. I smile at their relationship.
"Good Evening, is this seat taken?" I asked and Jack turn around. He eyes almost bulged out like it would happen in the comic books.
He smirks and leads me outside the hotel.
"You have no idea what are you doing to me," he said as he pulled into my neck and kiss it.
"I hope bad things," I giggle like a girl in love.
"Indeed those are," we entered the restaurant and order wine for starters, salad, pasta and dessert.
"Too the start of many memorable nights to come," he said rising his glass and clinking against my own.
"I thought our memorable nights had started two days ago," I accused.
He smirks.
"Those are memorable…moments, if you know what I mean," And I did.
"I do,"
'Crash'
Jack and I turn our head. A cloaked man came into the restaurant and threw people into the air. He met our pair of eyes and came to our table, Jack and I went into battling positions, except we had no weapons or anything to destroy a silver blood.
"Van Alen…spirits worlds are more than one, trapped in them is hell itself…save the woman between worlds. And go about and destroy them all," the man said and disappeared in the mist of everything.
The only thing in my mind was how can I bring back my mother?
Jack looked at me and took my hand leaving the restaurant, he stopped and looked up. It was mistletoe.
He kissed me passionately as if there was no tomorrow, I kissed him back as if tomorrow was never there in the first place.
Merry Christmas to us
Jack will be giving out kisses tomorrow at the time and place where you sleep.
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