Here we are with chapter 7. I hope everything is to your liking. As for Reynar being alive, well, this is my world so it doesn't really matter.
Celice stood as Spike slammed the door and was gone. Why was he so mad? Didn't he understand? Chris and Alyssa were getting impatient and a little uncomfortable waiting in the attic alone. When they heard the door they hurried downstairs to catch whoever had left. They met Celice on the stairs. She had her head down and kept turning as if expecting someone to be behind her. "Celice, what took so long and where's Spike?" She looked at Chris and continued past them completely silent. "Okay??? Alyssa, what's up with her?" Alyssa watched Celice as she stopped in the middle of the hallway and then disappeared. "I'm not sure. Last time she had that look we had just lost an innocent." They looked at each other with baffled looks then went down to check on Cole. He was lying there looking at the ceiling in thought. When he heard footsteps he looked down to see Chris and Alyssa in the living room. "Did you two see Spike or Celice?" Alyssa bent down to check his bandages. "We saw Celice on the stairs but she shimmered out." "It must have been Spike that left. Stupid vampire hearing." Cole winced when Alyssa grazed his side. Chris was looking out the windows to check if he could see either of them. "Do you know what's wrong? Celice looked upset and Spike walked off. That's not normal." "Spike overheard me and Celice talking. It was all a misunderstanding. I was asking her to get a cure for me and all he got out of it was the part where only she knew about it. He must have thought we were planning something and got upset because it is very dangerous and none of you were supposed to know." Alyssa stood up rather abruptly and glared at Cole. "You asked Celice to do something potentially deadly and didn't want us to know!!!" "It's not like that Alyssa. She could do it with no trouble at all and be back within a matter of hours but if you all knew you would follow to make sure she was okay and end up getting someone hurt. Come on Alyssa, you of all people know there are times you should just stay behind." He hated having to lie to them and hurt Alyssa at the same time but it was for their own good. Soon enough they'd figure it out but it would be when they were not in any danger. The hurt in Alyssa's eyes burned and he felt undeniably guilty but it had to be done.
Chris stepped beside Alyssa and tried to keep a hand ready in case she lunged at Cole. "Look, all I'm saying is Celice and I have this under control. Spike misunderstood. When he gets back we can clear up the matter." Chris nodded but Alyssa wanted more than just that. "Where is Celice now? Is she getting that cure?" Cole nodded yes. "Okay then. If she agreed then she must already know everything to get out in one piece. When Spike gets back we'll explain and ask him his side of the story." She was far too mad right now to start arguing. She just end up saying something uncalled for that she'd want to take back later. She and Chris went into the kitchen to let her calm down a bit. Cole had a very bad feeling that when Spike got back things would get ugly. He had to find Celice and get a story straight. Just as Chris and Alyssa walked back in he stood shakily and shimmered out. "What kind of shit is that? I come in here to apologize for getting riled up and he shimmers out. He must be really hurt" she added sarcastically. Chris had a very bad feeling about all of this. Something wasn't fitting in this puzzle. Spike wouldn't storm out after hearing the end of a questionable conversation. He would pry until someone gave him some answers. "Alyssa, I think we should find Spike." She turned to him with her hands still on her hips. "Spike can take care of himself Chris. He'll be back when he cools off." Chris looked at her with his worried face. Before there was any more talking he took her hand and orbed them out.
Celice appeared in a demon bar. She saw Spike on the last stool talking quietly with the bar tender. Tempted as she was to go to him, that wasn't why she was here. She scanned the room and found a low level demon she could use. Lucky for her she was still in her attire from earlier in the evening. That makes things much easier. Demons now wouldn't recognize her out of the usual human attire. That was the initial purpose of this outfit. She got it so that if she ever had to go to the underworld she wouldn't be suspected. She walked over to the demon but when he turned around she saw he was a vampire. Damn. No good. Vampires can't shimmer and aren't allowed in the underworld. He saw her head towards him and walk away. "Hey baby, what's the matter. Think a vampire ain't as fitting as a different demon?" He put his hand on her shoulder and turned her around to face him. He reeked of stale human blood and alcohol. She could feel his lust as well. What the hell? She was pissed off at a vampire. Why not take out that frustration and kick another vampire's ass? Besides, he touched without permission and that's just rude. With being in her 'siren mode' she was starting to think like a real one again. There were rules that must be followed when it comes to a siren and she figured he needed a first hand lesson. The other demon at his table was a little higher level and saw what his friend was doing. He stood up and tapped his friend on the shoulder. "Hey, Jake?" "Yeah?" "What the fuck are you doing? You wanna be dust man or what?" The vampire looked at his friend in disgust for his rude intrusion. "Why exactly would I be dust in the morning Vladimir?" "Because man, that's siren and you aren't really following the rules dude." The vampire looked Celice up and down arrogantly. "She isn't gonna kill me. I think she wants me. Besides, I'm not really one to follow the rules." He grinned devilishly and Celice glared at him. Fire came to her eyes. All demons knew that sirens were treated differently than other females. They were held to a standard.
They were an original race and were to be seen as such. Despite the fact that Celice fought for good, she still held and respected her status as a siren just like a witch should a charmed one. Other demons around the area that had been listening began to stand and encircle the siren and very stupid vampire. Some even tried to help the vampire out or at least give him a chance to apologize. "Hey man, you should listen to your friend there. You a new vamp or what?" The vampire looked around at all of the demons watching and continued playing his little game. Celice looked at his hand on her shoulder with disgust. "I don't think any of you are concerned here. This is between me and the little lady." He grinned at her again and she rolled her eyes. Spike had noticed the commotion and heard talk of a dumbass vampire trying to fuck with a siren even he knew that was a mistake. All demons stood clear of sirens. They were rare and unique. When he saw the blonde hair he walked up for a closer look. Celice was getting more annoyed with this vampire by the second. She didn't want to dust him with the crowd incase they didn't approve. She glared at him with disgust. "Now don't look at me like that. Did you really expect to come in here and not be claimed?" A couple of the more powerful demons took a step closer. This vampire was asking to be killed. Spike pushed through the crowd and stood behind the vampire touching Celice. He tapped his shoulder and took a drag from his cigarette. "What? Don't you see I'm just a little busy here?" Spike looked around and nodded his head yes. "Yeah, you do look kinda busy. Why don't you leave her alone and let's go get a drink? It'll be better for all of us." Jake looked at him and rolled his eyes. "Look, I hate to disappoint but I'd rather take her outside for a good run." Every other demon, including the vampires own friend tensed up. This had to be stopped. Spike shook his head in disbelief. "Listen mate, you are asking for every demon in here to kick your ass. From the looks of it you're pushing them all more and more over the edge." Celice was still pissed at Spike for getting mad at her about Cole. "I don't need your help. I am quite capable of killing him on my own." Spike simply took another drag from his cigarette and stood in his own arrogant pose. "I was trying to help out a fellow vampire pet not you. I'm well aware that you can take his head off barely trying. I figured I'd give him one last out." She once again brushed Jake's hand off of her shoulder and crossed her arms. She glared at him with the same fire she shot at him earlier. Jake looked at Spike and made a very small squeak. He finally noticed how much attention he'd drawn to himself. "Still want a rain check on that drink?" Jake looked at Spike and then back to Celice. He had gone this far, might as well take it to the next level. He reached forward, put his hand on the back of Celice's neck and kissed her violently. Spike threw his cigarette and grabbed the vampire by his shirt. When Jake turned Spike punched him in the face. Jake fell to the floor and Celice straddled him. "I knew you wanted me." She cocked her head to the side and put her hands on his head. "From now on, you vampires need some manners." She held up her left hand and conjured an atheme. She cut of the vampire's head in one stroke. She stood up brushing off the dust and looked around at the demons. They all took a step back. Spike was still steaming from his anger before. He walked up, snatched the atheme from her hand, and made a small shallow cut on her left cheek. He dropped the atheme and it disappeared. "Sirens aren't all that tough. I don't see what makes you so special." She stood in disbelief and touched her cheek. "Why is it that all demons put you ladies on a little pedestal? Your numbers are few, your powers are minimal, and you're nothing but bleeding women." He spread his arms and turned to the demons in the room. "That's right, it's because you are originals. Do you know what being and original means pet?" All she could do was look at him. She couldn't form any words.
"I'm going to tell you what that means. It means you are the first breed of evil. That's right, you were one of the first species created to do harm. You wanna no something else?" His voice was shaking and his face was cold. She had never seen someone look that bad before. He looked like a killer. She wondered if Chris had ever seen him like this before. He lowered his gaze and stepped up next to her. His voice was low and cold, "you can't fight it. You just can't help being evil and going to long without causing pain; you start to get the itch for it. A siren isn't good and never can be." No other demon in the room understood this little quarrel. Celice pulled out of shocked and went straight to pissed. "What makes you so special vampire? I have a name for myself and my kind is respected. What do you have? That's right, nothing. You're seen as the lowest of all demons. Barely even considered such. All you do is feed off of human trash and scatter at dawn." They glared at each other menacingly.
All for now. I know what you're thinking, where the hell are Chris, Alyssa, and Cole. What the fuck is going on? Wait on chapter eight and I will tell you. Promise