Hiyaz, everyone. I just got this story idea…It's completely unoriginal, where the Princess, aka Butterfly, lost her body because, though her ka's powerful, her body rotted away. She sets out for help, and finds it, in the form of a thirteen year old bloodsucker who turns physically older when 6:00 strikes- Lynn. I can't say anymore without spoiling the story X3 Warnings: Lynn is OOC! Like BIG TIME…well, maybe not, since he's younger. But he's not at ALL like his older, hot, charming self, you know?
Dedicated to Almond Luver…
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It was silent. The scent of Clorox and isopropyl alcohol permeated the air. There was something sacred in the room. A soul without a body, longing for a chance at freedom. The small orb of light approached the smaller tan figure in the bed.
"Butterfly, I won't tell you again. Get the fuck out of my head!" The respondent's laugh was silvery and mocking, and Lynn flinched as he heard it, unused to the sound echoing inside his mind.
"I thought I had made myself clear. I don't have anywhere else to go, and besides, I am not sure exactly how to separate myself from you. I have never entered another human so completely before."
"Human?" Lynn gave a rather detestable sneer at the word. "Is that what you think I am?"
"Human, blood-sucker, it makes no difference to me. Whatever you are, I need you at the moment."
"And what do I get out of all this? Surely more than your uninvited company." Lynn folded his arms stubbornly across his lithe chest.
"All I want is my body back, and in return you can have…I don't know…the Tauk*? I've no use for it anymore."
"How do I know you'll honor the agreement?"
How would he know? Because if she didn't, he'd probably hunt down her mortal body and kill it, along with her soul. "I've no intention of breaking our deal, as I've said before, I need you to help me."
"Well I don't trust you, but it seems I have little choice."
"So we're in agreement then?" Butterfly's voice echoed with appreciation in Lynn's head.
"Not exactly, but at this point I'll do whatever it takes to get my body back. The Tauk is just an added incentive."
"Good, then you acknowledge our verbal contract. We'll need to prepare ourselves, I know of somebody that can help us."
"And who is it that you have in mind?" Lynn jeered sarcastically.
"Sapphire."
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Lynn didn't need to knock on the door of the apartment house. A quaint, modernized brick building, surrounded by lilies of every shade. The small landscape was charming and well kept, a direct reflection of the sole occupant, perhaps. Before his closed fist had a chance to knock the bright, cherry door, Sapphire had opened it in anticipation of his arrival; astounding the white haired teen as he stood, motionless before her.
"Forgive me for startling you, it was not my intention. Due to my unique gift, I am able to know things before they occur. Please, come in, I've been expecting you." She motioned kindly to the inside of her fashionably decorated apartment. Lynn entered, hesitant.
"If you were expecting me, then I assume you already know why it is that I am here." Sapphire's radiant smile held him captive in the warm, clean room.
"I suppose it has something to do with my friend, Butterfly." Lynn eyed her, entranced by her clairvoyant ability.
"Yes, although that's as much as I was informed of, as well."
"Sapphire, can you hear me?" Butterfly's voice left the confines of Lynn's mind and projected outward, towards Sapphire's ears. At that moment, a vague reflection of her former self, ghost-like in appearance, materialized faintly next to Lynn.
"Princess! Is that really you?" Lynn rolled his eyes at the joyous reunion. He remained silent, not hindering their communication.
"I need your help. I have entered this vessel and I cannot seem to part with it. Though I am in need of it now, I must be able to separate soon, so I am able to join my true body again. Can you help me find a way?"
"Vessel?" Lynn, realizing through her royal words that Butterfly was referring to him, huffed the bangs out of his eyes and folded his arms against his chest in frustration.
"Your highness, I am unfamiliar with your situation. But I shall see what I can do to help you." Sapphire closed her indigo eyes and sat in silence, concentrating with much effort on something unseen. After a few minutes, a crimson blush flushed her cheeks.
"Oh, my." Her words were lined with embarrassment.
"Sapphire, what is it that you see? Tell me!" Butterfly's voice was heavy with question.
"There is a way, a temporary way, but I am afraid that you will not like it." She smiled in apology at Lynn, who met her gaze with a profound look of confusion.
"It can't be that bad," Lynn spoke hopefully, unaware of the thoughts that clouded Sapphire's mind. "I'm willing to try almost anything to rid myself of this nuisance." Butterfly looked towards Lynn and frowned, clearly irked by the snide remark. Sapphire looked horrified, as if someone would strike the handsome purple eyed man for speaking to her princess that way. But then the shock left her face, and she continued in her normal tone-
"Ethna, do you know of the ancient people belief in the ka, better known to us as the soul?" Lynn shook his head, still confused. "The 'ka', what the ancients believed to be the ultimate life force and soul of a person, was separated from the body upon death. Some would say, that it is this force- what is left of my majesty- that resides within you now.
They also believed that a person could be brought back from the brink of death, if ka was breathed back into them. In this way, a person could receive added energy from another persons' soul, to regain their own strength and survive. Many of the Egyptian fables are based on this belief, as are many other cultures."
"Sapphire, you don't mean…" Butterfly's expression became grim, and though faint, Lynn could see that she was troubled.
"Huh?" Lynn looked back to Sapphire for further explanation.
"You see, the ancients believed in a legend that describes a way to recover ones 'ka' from another person, and because of this, they could prolong the life of the dying. It is this way that will help you to regain your body back, but it is uncertain how long it will last."
"Well then, tell us how to do it and lets' get on with it." At Lynn's determined words, Sapphire blushed a second time.
"Two people's souls can only meet at one junction. It is this junction that connects them, and breaths life and energy into one another. It is unfortunate, but I believe it is the only way." Lynn, still not quite grasping the situation, was becoming impatient.
"Well, what is it already?" he snapped. Sapphire smiled warmly again.
"A kiss."
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"Absolutely not. Never. Not even if your life depended solely upon it." The resolve in Lynn's voice was absolute, he had already decided.
"But Ly-n-n!" Butterfly begged in a pleading whine. "It's sure to work!"
"Why can't you do it with someone else, why does it have to be me?"
"Because you're the one that I've joined souls with! It must be with you! Surely you don't want to be joined with me forever?"
"Of course not, but as Sapphire said, it's only a temporary solution. Once I know for sure it's permanent, I might consider it..."
"I need to see how long it lasts, and also, if it's even possible!" Bunbun's ghost dropped to her knees and bowed humbly at Lynn.
"Princess!" Sapphire rushed over to the ghost on the ground, trying to set her on her feet, but her hand only went right through her. "Don't bow down!"
Butterfly paid no attention. "Please?"
"Never."
"Why? Why not, Lynn?"
"I know you make out with your husband all the time, but I've never kissed a-" he stopped. "a…a girl older then me, and I don't intend to."
Butterfly looked at the boy with horror. "I DON'T make out with my husband! I don't have a husband!"
"Then you probably call on those slave boys and-"
"I do not! You pervert!"
"Fiend!"
"Blood sucker!"
"Body snatcher!"
"Would you resist so thoroughly if I were to… Sweeten the deal?" Butterfly's insults turned quickly to velvety bribes.
"What are you talking about? You've already promised me the one thing I need."
"Yes, but I do have something that I am sure you wouldn't pass up. Only if it works, that is…" Intrigued, Lynn looked up at Butterfly, a flicker of curiosity gleaming in his lavender eyes.
"Go on…"
"Would you turn down… Blood?" Lynn's eyes shifted instantly to Butterfly's throat.
Blood. It had been so long since he had last hunted. The grin that flashed across Lynn's face was haunting. He hadn't considered this. It was definitely a delicious incentive.
"Your blood? You would give it to me?" Too good to be true, really. None of his previous victims were what he would call… Willing.
"On the condition that you left enough for me to survive, yes."
"Well then, it's a deal." Lynn smiled wider, a glint of fangs caught the light. Butterfly was suddenly reconsidering, was a blood sacrifice the only way?
"Sapphire, explain what we need to do." Sapphire, who had been watching the entire time, spoke to answer Lynn's question. Now that blood was involved, he seemed eager to participate.
"In my vision, I just see the two of you… Kissing. It is a soul kiss." A pale pink blush painted her cheeks. "I am fairly certain that is all you need to do." Both looked at each other, sulking.
"What happens then? After the ki—the ceremony?" Lynn couldn't bring himself to say the word.
"The transformation follows. I see Butterfly becoming complete. But I must warn you, the transferring of ka will leave the giver weak. It is part of your soul that you will infuse into my brother. Until that soul has been reabsorbed into your own body, you will be feeble, at best."
"As long as Butterfly keeps her end of the deal— and I assure you, she'd better— it won't matter to me."
"Then it's been decided. A trade, my body, in return for blood." Butterfly cringed as she spoke the word.
"Yeah, let's get on with it, then."
Both stared awkwardly at each other.
"Since I'm giving my blood for this, it had better work." Butterfly's expression was grim.
"Your blood had better be worth it." Lynn sneered.
Butterfly closed her eyes and leaned in hesitantly, keeping as much distance as she could. Lynn looked at her as if she was the dumbest person on earth.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
She opened her eyes and shuffled closer, embarrassed. "Um, don't make this harder then it already is."
Lynn snorted, then before she could walk away again, he pressed his lips against her, swiftly brushing it with his own. Then he backed away, waiting. The anticipation was heavy in the air.
Nothing happened.
Sapphire spoke first, breaking the silence.
"That's not the type of kiss I had envisioned."
Lynn sneered.
"What do you mean, type of kiss? How many types of kiss are there?"
"What I had envisioned, was a soul kiss. More commonly known as a French kiss." The corners of Lynn's mouth turned down in a dramatic frown.
"That's utterly absurd! You have got to be kidding me."
"Sapphire, why did you not mention this sooner?"
"I apologize; I did not realize you were unfamiliar with the term."
"Well, we must try again. It's the only way." Lynn growled at Butterfly's persistence.
"Wait, what if we've never…" Lynn trailed off suddenly, overwhelmed with embarrassment.
"Don't tell me you've never kissed someone before!" Butterfly's mockery was harsh.
"I never said that, you moron." Lynn's growl laced each word. "I meant, what if we've never, French kissed someone before." Butterfly suppressed more laughter.
"It's not difficult, really." Sapphire chimed in. "In my vision, I see it done perfectly."
"What a relief." Lynn's sarcasm was thick.
"Well, let us get it over with, then." Butterfly approached Lynn slowly. "Don't worry, I'll teach you." Butterfly grinned ruefully at Lynn, who blushed slightly and snapped back.
"I don't need a lesson, you fool!" Lynn motioned to push Butterfly away, quickly forgetting his apparent translucency. Butterfly looked at him, small and young compared to herself, in her twenties, older, and sank down towards him pitifully, positioning herself on top of the distressed demon. Butterfly moved in for the kiss...
Lynn felt the coldness of the girl's ghost on his lips, then a sudden rush of warmth as Butterfly's opaque tongue slid between his parted lips. The sensation was instant and overwhelming. The warmth swallowed him, and Lynn felt the very essence of his existence being savagely ripped from his chest, and forced upward out of his mouth. He couldn't move, frozen in place by the void that was his very soul. He felt the warmth of Butterfly's lips grow, deepen as he became more and more solid. Lynn's coherency started to fail, he felt himself grow dizzy, his head swimming from the abundant loss of life energy.
Then, it was over.
Butterfly stood back, admiring her new presence. She was whole again, for the moment... Lynn sat up, frail and bemused. His head swirling and giddy. He took a deep, recovering breath.
6:00
That's when it hit him, full force.
The smell, unlike any he had ever experienced before. The delicious aroma brought him around quickly, sobering him out of his daze. It was the heady scent of blood.
But not just any blood, a rich and spicily sweet bouquet. Lynn pushed himself to his feet, and stood, taller after his transformation, thoroughly entranced with the mouth-watering fragrance. He eyed Butterfly's now solid throat greedily, taking an engrossed step forward, toward the unsuspecting girl.
"It worked! I can't believe it… Lynn, look!" Butterfly raised her head, looking towards Lynn excitedly. Her expression faded when she saw the breathtaking, tall, masculine man in front of her, and the insatiable hunger in the vampire's beautiful purple eyes.
"Wait, hold on, you can't just—" Butterfly backed away, slowly, suddenly fearful for her newly acquired life.
"You promised, remember?" Lynn stepped towards her eagerly, a hypnotic smirk on his lips. His words were pleasant, soothing even, as was his voice- sweet and dark, like honey...
"I—I was desperate! I would have done anything—"
"And you shall, Princess..." Lynn backed Butterfly up against the far wall of the small room. The scent pulled him in, like a guiding light on a cloudless night. Lynn leaned close, the woman's warm neck just inches away. He could hear the blood pulsing beneath the thin membrane of skin. At this distance, the scent took on a new level of enticement. He could smell each individual layer of the spicy aroma, taste each perfume on his delicate palette. Sweet venom flooded his mouth in anticipation.
"I must say, I will definitely enjoy this..."