Disclaimer: WolfKeeper989 does not own Law and Order: SVU it and the characters are property of Dick Wolf and NBC, so don't sue me! But I do own the original victims, Meca Magi, Diego, and Michael, and Maria.
"talking"
'thoughts'
dreams/visions
(author notes)
Hey! I am like so excited at the response I got! I can't believe it! 19 reviews are about 4 times as much as I asked for and you guys will definitely get more! Now to answer my reviewers' questions:
ashleyapril: Thanks so much for your kind words and I will read your story! Promise!
Adina-Anne: Thanks for the advice! But the mistakes you mentioned were my computer's fault. I didn't realize the border that was supposed to be between Elliot's two lines wasn't there. I'll watch for it next time.
Kayla: Your guess is correct! Thanks for your review!
hornetgirl10: Yep.
ur-southern-belle: Yep.
crypticnotions: I guess I should have been clearer on that. The pentagram Olivia got is a little bit different from the one the victim was wearing. So she was sort of oblivious to the connection at the time but the connection will be made in this chapter. About Elliot's wife liking the pentagram is just part of the story it doesn't really carry the connection to witchcraft or evil it usually does in this story.
Everyone else thanks so much for reviewing. This chapter will be a bit of a transition chapter for this story but there is plenty of stuff going on to keep you entertained. If any info about dhampires or anything else mythological you don't understand let me know and I will explain it. Most of the info used in here is accurate as possible based on book info and research the rest is theory I came up with along with the names for it. So no fussing if something does much what you know. Now on with the story… but before that I must mention something that will become quite frequent from this chapter on. Olivia and other vampires can hear other people's thoughts and communicate through thoughts. 'I will use this method to distinguish thought speech from regular thought.' This should clear up any confusion. Ok, now the story…
Chapter 2
Olivia was confused…to weak to open her eyes. She heard voices. Lots of them. She couldn't make out whom the voices belonged to. Why was she hearing all this noise? Her head hurt. What happened? She couldn't remember. She was attacked that was all she could remember. She couldn't remember anything else not even her own name…
'Who am I? Why can't I remember?' All the voices were getting louder and quickly increased her headache.
'You are mine.' This voice was louder than the others, male, and sounded very familiar. Now she was scared and confused. But she wasn't about to show it.
'You don't own me.' She tried to sound strong and brave but she was not feeling that way.
'Why shouldn't I? I made you what you are.' What else could she be?
'What am I exactly?' She didn't really want to know the answer.
'A viper. Yes, that's it. You are quick, sharp, a fighter, a dark hunter, your cool wit and cold scorn are like the viper's fangs and your charm is the venom. One bite and a man's life and heart are in your hands. With one bite you can cloud the mind, scramble the senses, bewitch the heart to stop beating, or make the lungs to constrict with desire or fear! Yes, Viper will be your name. This is a fine name for my new fledgling. You will make a fine vampire.' The voice sounded like a father fawning over a newborn child.(small note for those that don't know: in many cases humans turned into vamps are considered a fledgling of the vamp that turned them.) Vampire? Her? No, that wasn't right.
'No I'm human and vampires don't exist.' She was in denial. She didn't want to be a vampire. She had regained a hold on her memories so she was quite upset about being called something she didn't want to be. The voice was very cold now and left no room for argument.
'Then…frankly my dear, you don't exist either.'
'But I…I'm human…I have a name…a job…a life…'
'That is irrelevant now Ms. Olivia Benson. You will never exist until you acknowledge that you exist on a higher ranking than humanity now. Sure you are still half human but you are twice as superior in species. I will come for you my fledgling and train you. You can't hide from me forever. You have to go willingly by our laws but you will once your fellow man begins to notice that you are different and you are something they will never understand, they will fear you. Humanity is best known for prosecuting and killing those that they fear. Think about that.' The voice began to fade.
'Wait! Who are you? Why are you doing this? How are you targeting certain people?'
'Diego. Why? Payback. For all those innocent people that died for drawing pentagrams on the ground. How? By marking them with the same mark as the innocent ones were persecuted for.' The he was gone.
'I have to find out who his next victim is.' She was racking her mind trying to figure out the riddle. Then it hit her. The pentagram she got… she gave it to Elliot and never got it back. Oh no… Her head was still pounding. She had gained some strength and decided to use it to open her eyes. The lights entered her eyes, blinding her momentarily. Once her eyes got used to the light, she noticed that she was in the hospital. The machines she was hooked up to were steadily going. She listened to them echo off the wall. Beeeeep. Beeeeep. Wait a minute! She had been in the hospital with other people before and the sound never lasted that long. Was she hearing the echo? She could never hear it before. This was a problem. She began to feel light headed and weak. She fought to stay awake but she was losing conscious fast. Her last thought was of Elliot and how heartbroken he would be if something happened to Kathy…Kathy was Diego's next victim if Elliot had given that necklace to her…
Elliot was walking through the hospital. He was going to see if Olivia was awake. He had ridden with her to the hospital trying to keep her awake. She was fading in and out. By the time they reached the hospital she was unconscious. The doctors were truly baffled when they found the two puncture wounds on her neck and were horrified when they realized that most of her blood had been drained. They managed to get blood into her and saved her but she was comatose. Elliot went back to the station and got bombarded with many questions, many of which he couldn't answer. The autopsy report from the Martin case had come in. The girl had died from blood loss. The report said that there was barely any trace of blood in her veins. The wounds on her neck were actually two small puncture wounds similar to those of Olivia. He hoped that she would wake up with some kind of information on what happened or who the culprit was. But she hadn't woken up in four days. The doctors said the longer she stayed in a coma the higher her chance of dying or waking up with permanent and total amnesia was. Elliot was hoping and praying she would wake up today. He was worried about her and he missed her a lot. He was almost to Olivia's room when he caught the conversation between two nurses.
"Hey, Beverly, did you call the morgue to come and pick up the Benson remains?"
"Not yet. They haven't even moved the body out yet." Elliot's heart almost stopped. 'No, no not her.' He began running. He ran into the doorway of Olivia's room. She was lying there, motionless. He felt tears come to his eyes. He waked slowly around to the bedside. He picked up her hand and held it. Then he jumped when he heard a hoarse whisper,
"Jesus Stabler, you look like you're about to have a heart attack." He looked at Olivia to see her eyes wide open. She was trying to speak again. He had to lean close to hear her. "Kathy. Kathy's the next victim. You have to find her before he kills her."
"What did you say, Liv, your voice is fading." Elliot said when he couldn't catch what she said. She began to cough harshly before speaking again.
"Elliot…your…wife…is…in…d-dan-ger." Olivia said having to take her time to keep her voice.
"What do you mean?" Elliot asked.
"Sh-she's Diego's next victim." She said weakly.
"Who's Diego?" he asked. She was fading out again. He shook her hard.
"He attacked me…" she managed to get out before blacking out again. Elliot called for a nurse. The nurse was baffled at Olivia's condition. She said that coma patients tend to get stronger after waking up but there were always the exceptions. Plus with the blood they gave Olivia she should have been getting stronger but she was getting weaker. While the nurse finished checking over Olivia Elliot went out into the hall and dialed his house number. It rang but the voice that greeted him was not his wife's.
"Many have gone in search of the fountain of youth not realizing that it's waters ran through their very veins. Want to know what your wife's last thoughts were, Detective Stabler? They were save me God, protect Elliot keep him happy, and thank goodness the children are at school." Then they hung up laughing. Elliot turned and bolted for the door. Elliot took the house steps two at a time and bolted into the house. The door had been left open. He ran through the house calling his wife's name. Then ran into the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. There was Kathy was lying in the floor pale and motionless. He dropped to his knees and began screaming and crying in grief. He was disoriented and half blind from grief as he dialed a number. God, he wished Olivia were here he could use the support. Then a familiar voice said,
"Hello, Cragen."
"There's been another murder that might be connected to the Martin case."
"Elliot is that you? God, you sound awful. What happened?" Cragen asked.
"He ki-killed m-my wife, Don! He killed my wi-" His voice broke.
…
Captain Cragen hated this case. It was monster devouring his children. Olivia was hospitalized and now Elliot was traumatized. He was deathly afraid of getting Munch and Fin involved but the case had to be solved. He had finally convinced Elliot to take a few days off. Cragen also planned on going to see Olivia later on that day after he found out that she was awake from Elliot. He needed to see if she had info that could help the case. The whole prescient was buzzing. The case had to be solved before it leaked to the press and the wrong information caused a nationwide panic that could escalate into world panic. This would cause anarchy and chaos would not be far behind. He looked up from his paperwork to see Fin walking into his office.
"We need to go see Olivia now, Capt." He said his voice grave.
"How's Elliot holding up?" Cragen asked.
"As well as we expect, but we need to see Olivia soon 'cause we have a bunch of loose ends we can't tie together without her help. The nurses at the hospital are shaken, saying that despite their efforts her body's rejecting the blood and our baby girl's got one foot in the hospital bed and the other in the grave."
…
Olivia was barely alive, she could tell. What was wrong with her? She heard the nurses saying that they had given her blood already. Then why was she getting weaker? She was trying desperately to stay awake. She didn't want to die. No one did. She slowly looked towards the door when she heard the door opening thinking it was Elliot. But it wasn't to her disappointment, it was a black female dressed in a white lab coat and she had a syringe in her hand with a red liquid in it.
"Don't worry. I'm not here to hurt you." She said stopping and looking at Olivia. Olivia nodded. Olivia neck was still sore and it hurt to talk.
'What is that stuff?' Olivia wanted to know.
'Half vampire blood…human blood can't sustain you any longer…''Are you a half vampire? Am I a half vampire? How can such a small amount blood help me? How can you hear my thoughts?'
'Whoa. Clam down. No, I'm not a dhampire but you, on the other hand, are. The half vampire blood will convert the rest of the human blood to half vampire blood. I am trained from childhood to hear thoughts of others I am what humans call a telepathic and vampires call a Sympathizer. I cannot by our blood laws give you the blood unless you want to live. I know you know that you are dying… it's your choice.' Olivia was shocked. So she truly was a vampire…well a half vampire or a dhampire anyway. She wanted to live…even if it was a half human life and humanity was going to make it seemed like a cursed life. She nodded to the woman. She walked up and took Olivia's arm.
'Wait, what is your name?'
'Meca Magi.' (Meca's name is pronounced Me-sah Mah-gi)
'Thank you for helping me.'
'Don't thank me yet…you may hate me come this time next week…' Meca then stuck the needle in Olivia's arm. Olivia watched the red liquid disappear. She felt a warm sensation spread throughout her body. Meca removed the needle and disposed of it.
'I hate to bother you again but why can't human blood sustain me anymore? I'm still half human right? And I thought vampires drank human blood to sustain them?'
'To answer your first question, you have a different blood type now…'
'I don't understand.'
'Just like someone with A type blood can't accept B type blood you have a different type of blood that not many other people have hence dhampire blood which we call D type blood. A person that had A, A-, B, or B- type blood as a human will have D+ or D- depending on whether or not they had a positive blood type or a negative one. If they had AB blood type while a human they would have what we call D neutral. They could receive any kind of dhampire blood like a human with a AB blood type could receive any kind of human blood. Then someone that had O+ or O- would have either D- loaded or D+ loaded. Any dhampire could receive it but the donors can't accept any blood other than their type like D- and D+ or A, A-, B, or B- for humans. Understand?'
'I think so.'
'Next question, yes you are still half human. You are still living, able to bare children, and still able and need to eat normal foods. But you also have increased strength, senses, increased tolerance to pain, the ability to regenerate, and sadly their lust for blood. BUT you DON'T need it, that's what really separates dhampires from actual vampires. About regeneration…if a wound is mortal like any other human…you will die but if it is not that fatal you will live longer than normal giving you time to get medical attention or you will die…If it is a serious wound you may not notice it so be careful and you can not regenerate wounds with something in them like a gunshot wound with no exit wound. That's why people preferred killing vamps by stabbing them in the heart with wooden stakes. Even if the stake could be removed the wound still couldn't heal because of the splinters. Got it?'
'Yeah…'
'Your last question, full vamps need blood because theirs is dead…yours is not…'
'So full vamps are almost like souped up zombies, right?'
'Sure. I have to get back to the hospital I work run for people that are not completely human but I work on humans too. Good luck, Olivia. If you need something just call, I'll hear you. If you need support locate Michael, he'll show you where you will be safe from Diego and welcome.'
'How?'
'Just think Sanctuary. He'll find you.' Meca then left. Olivia relaxed as she thought about Elliot. She felt her heart fill with tears and the bile slowly creep up her throat as the guilt washed over her weak form as she thought about Kathy. She was silently praying hard that Kathy would be okay. Then agonizing pain seared through her skull as the cry of a grief stricken man howled in the back of her mind. It was Elliot. Tears began streaming down her face. She loved Elliot, she would admit that but she would have never wanted anything to happen to Kathy. Kathy and the kids were his life and heart. She loved seeing Elliot happy and they made him happy. She broke down sobbing as she felt his heart and hers break from the grief. Oh God… take me now she wanted to scream. But she knew that wasn't happening anytime soon. Olivia being given a second chance at life after her attack by becoming a dhampire had definitely proven that. She was going to have to tough it out.
…
The waves beat against the shore in a lazy rhythm. The sky was clear and the moon was bright. Michael walked the beach deep in thought. 'What do you want? You have my undivided attention.' The wind blew hard and howling. 'A challenge, huh?' He laughed and continued walking. He was turned when he was twenty-one. But that is not what made him stand out. Sure he was a dhampire, sure he had a Spanish wife and a kid but that wasn't it either. He wasn't turned into what he was by bite but a very painful ritual. That was what made him different. His dignity and first life was stripped from him by a demon at the tender age of 21. Since then he has been working to help others to cope with their dhampire lives. He gave a low growl of warning when he felt someone behind him. Diego laughed but backed off. Michael continued walking.
"You know you are biting off more than you can chew." Michael said without turning around.
"You are just jealous that I have the balls to use my power." Snapped Diego with boyish pride.
"No, I am just more mature enough with enough common sense to see what turning someone does to their life and their happiness. I am not a selfish brat who turns innocent people for kicks and girls to try and snag a girlfriend with threats." Michael said coolly. He could feel Diego's rage. It was Michael's turn to laugh. "You are still nothing but a kid with a five dollar bill in the middle of Wal-mart with no idea what to buy." Michael ducked Diego's swing and threw one of his own. It connected with the side of Diego's face sending him flying. Then with a snap Michael disappeared.
… 6 days later
Olivia was giddy. It was Elliot's and her first day back on active duty. She was psyched to be back in the building that she considered her second home. They both set to work on wrapping up the Martin case. They still didn't have a suspect. But the killings stopped after Kathy was killed. Everyone else wasn't very concerned with the case anymore expect for Olivia and Elliot. Elliot wanted revenge on the prep that killed his wife. Olivia on the other hand, was curious about her so-called "creator". She was still getting used to being a dhampire. Just the other day she dropped fang for the first time. It was painful but she learned how to control it quick. But it was also hard getting back into the swing of things. It felt as if she was disconnected or as if she was dreaming. Everyone and everything sounded far away. Nothing was completely clicking like it should. Plus with her new ability to hear thoughts she was constantly distracted. It got even worse when they got a call concerning a rape.
Olivia and Elliot enter the apartment carefully with weapons drawn. There was debris thrown everywhere. Broken lamps, papers, pieces of a wooden coffee table were spread everywhere.
"Marsha White? Where are you? We're the police, we came to help you." called Olivia. She could hear shuffling in the next room. As she neared the doorway a female's voice shout,
"Stop where you are! I'm okay just leave I am sorry for bothering you."
"Could you step out of the room so we can make sure you are okay?" asked Elliot not lowering his weapon. Olivia was getting closer to the doorway.
"No, I'm not dressed, please go away." Marsha pleaded. Olivia was standing next to the doorway with her back against the wall. She nodded to Elliot before entering the doorway. There was a young white man with an arm around the neck of a young white woman with brown hair and blonde highlights and a gun pointed at her head.
"Sir, please put the gun down and let her go." Olivia said calmly. The man took the gun away from Marsha's head and before Olivia could react, he pointed at her and fired. The man ran past the faltering Olivia, barreled over Elliot, and out the door. Olivia regained her balance and ran after him without even stopping to help Elliot. Before she knew it she was on the street and gaining on the prep. She never remembered moving this fast before, on foot anyway. When she was close enough she tackled him. He landed face down on the sidewalk. Olivia sat on his back and cuffed him. When she looked at his back to check her work she noticed blood on the blue t-shirt. She knew she didn't shoot him maybe Elliot did. Then her eyesight began to blur. She heard footsteps behind her. She turned slowly due to the disorientation she was suffering from. "Elliot?" she asked the shape before her eyes.
"Liv you're bleeding!" Elliot cried as he helped her up and away from the suspect.
"I'm hit?" she asked very confused. She heard Elliot radio for a bus and back up to take care of the suspect.
"Hang on, Liv." Elliot said.
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That's it! I'll give you a little taste of ch. 3 and then I'm done. See you later!
Chapter 3Darkness. Darkness everywhere. It was quiet and calm until Diego decided to invade her mind once more.
'I warned you. But you continue trying to deny what you are. Well I am going to show you what will happen if you keep this up.'
Olivia was standing by the couch in her apartment. She was afraid, backing up, and tears streaming. Elliot had a gun in his hand that was pointed directly at her. She was practically on her knees now, begging.
"Elliot please-"
"Shut up! You…you… I don't know what are but you're not Olivia!"
"Elliot please, you have to believe me! I am Olivia!"
"No! Olivia's dead just like my wife! But you won't get my kids I'll die making sure of that!" He changed the gun's target from Olivia to the kerosene heater he had lit earlier.
"NO!"
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That's it! Eight pages, ya'll better review! IF I get 19 more reviews I'll post again! See ya!