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By the time she opened the door it was too late to close it again. She should have just listened to Baron but instead she was face to face with the thief of her blood. Her small frown parallels his wicked grin. The stranger from before was back to pester her.
"Rose, long time no see." He greets while looking over her half clad figure.
She huffs while pulling the collar of the shirt a little tighter. "Go away!" she snaps.
"Tsk Tsk, there is no need to be so hostile, I only wanted to talk with Baron. My intentions are innocent." He says while leaning against the door frame. He had a black fedora placed on his head and it shaded his eyes from the light.
"You know Baron?" she wonders.
"I think I know this place better than yourself, wouldn't you agree?" he banters.
She fiddles with the hem of the long shirt nervously. "Well he isn't here so you can leave."
"My, he is keeping you to himself already? How selfish. I do declare he is dull to be around; perhaps you'd make better company. I hold no complaints, as I remember we got along quite well on our last visit." He patronizes.
"You tricked me and I don't much care to be played." She says tersely while crossing her arms. "I'm not letting you in here."
"Will you stop me if I try?"
"I…I don't know if I could. You're stronger than me and I suppose you could come in." she admits.
"Of course, I could have come in at any moment but I prefer to ask a ladies permission first." He says sincerely with a hand over his heart. She wondered if it was still beating.
"My answer is no." she says defiantly.
"I'm not in the habit at taking no for an answer." He says darkly. In a flash, she finds herself pinned to the wall while the door has shut. He holds her by her arms up to eye level as her feet were no longer on the ground.
The situation reminded her of the ally, only he could drink her dry without being poisoned. She contemplated on calling for help, but who would come?
"What do you want from me?"
"Nothing I couldn't get from somewhere else. What makes you think I want anything?" he asks with a raised brow.
"You knew I was here, did you not?"
"You're learning fast. Of course I knew and I had to take the moment to see you once before your time is too preoccupied by the others."
"What did you need to see me for?" she asks with confusion.
"You fascinate me Rose, I must confess I am usually bored to death by mortals but you…you are something else entirely." He whispers.
She told herself to stay focused but it was hard with all the attention his eyes were giving her. His grip had loosened but kept her off her feet and in his grasp. He was still in his charcoal pinstriped suite and it suited him just fine. His skin was stark white against his black hair that poked out from under his hat. She could only see the black irises of his eyes boring into her. Had they not been sea green last they met? His fingers make small circles on her arms and she tried to suppress the warm feeling in her loins.
"I don't even know your name." she points out.
"Don't you find it better off not knowing?" he says playfully.
"No you stole a piece of me and I want to know the reason." She says with a frown breaking the spellbind he had on her.
He smirks while dropping her to her feet. "You're stronger than you look. I admire your will but I have my own secrets to keep and they do not include you Rose." He turns to walk back to the door. She noticed he had a walking stick in hand that had a silver handle. Had he had that before; she could not recall.
"You will not tell me your name?" she calls to him.
"Another time." He says before walking through the door, shutting it behind him.
She huffs. Once again he had come and gone with the upper hand. Next time she would be ready for whatever he threw her way. He always left her wanting more of his attention but she wouldn't beg for it, knowing he would only use her once and than she'd be left disappointed. She had no idea what time it was and Baron had yet to return. She looked outside and it was still pitch black. What day was it? There were no clocks anywhere and she couldn't find the remote to the TV.
She'd just have to wait up for him to return. She returns down the hall and into the bedroom. It looked rather comfortable and he said she could stay here for now which had to include sleeping on the bed. She walks over to the massive frame and pulls back the covers to sleep. They were stifling and warm against her bare legs. Strangely enough the bed smelt nothing of Baron. He must not have used the room often and thus why he had no problem with her staying there. She shuts here eyes against the dark chamber and all she can hear is dead silence. Her dreams are filled with old memories and nothing more of the new place she had yet to be introduced to.
Sterling sits in a chair in the white laboratory waiting for his helping hand. After seeing Rose he decided to have a professional take a look at her blood. The texts he read through provided nothing on the magic's of her blood, only the powers she could create on her own. He seemed to be plagued with her presence. He had no real reason to see her tonight and yet his mind had carried him to Barons door. He runs a anxious hand through his silky hair. Desperate times called for desperate measures so he went to the one person he could trust. Mars was something of a genius when it game to supernatural research and she had helped the brothers in the past.
She steps out of her workspace with a smile graced upon her thin lips. "Sterling! What a surprise; I haven't heard from you in years." She says stepping out to embrace him. He stands to accept.
"Well I have quite a mystery here and you were the first person that came to mind." He tells her.
"I'm flattered! It sounds like fun, step into my lab and we'll take a look." She says through her thick frames.
He keeps his walking stick in hand when entering her lab with the vile of Rose's blood in the other.
"So what am I testing for you today?" she asks with interest.
"I happened to come across a very rare blood sample." He says holding up the vile.
"Come across, or steal?" she asks with a knowing look.
He chuckles. "Alright you've caught me being naughty but I promise it was for scientific reasons."
"All in the name of science? I thought you were more of the gambling type." She accuses.
"Guilty as charged, but you'll like this, I promise you that." He says passing over the vile.
She takes the vile gingerly in her gloved hands while unscrewing the stopper. She puts the drop onto a microscope slide and starts her work. Her hand moves a mile a minute when cataloging her finds.
"So how's the casino been keeping?" she asks while looking through the lenses of her equipment.
"Above profit thanks to my help." He replies modestly. "You should stop by every once and awhile if the mood should strike you."
"I doubt that will happen, I don't much care for the casino scene." She replies softly.
Sterling knew her real reason for never visiting. Mars was in love with River, more than any woman ever could be but she felt herself inadequate towards him. He never paid her the time of day so she kept her heart hidden and stayed in the safe walls of her lab. Why she didn't think herself beautiful, Sterling did not understand. She had the loveliest shade of red hair; deep like the most expensive garnets with a pale and petite figure that was very curvy from under her lab outfit. Her hair was tied in its usually work bun; neat and practical. She hid her forest green eyes behind dark glasses that she wore to work in and never had an ounce of make-up on her face. This was the very problem; River was not interested in women for anything other than their looks and Mars was so much more.
"I really wish you'd move on from that little crush. River is nothing and he always will be Mars." Sterling tells her irked.
She sighs. "The heart knows what it wants Sterling and since I can't have what I want I'll just have nothing." She says with a careless shrug.
The way she spoke was almost enough to have his heart beat in sympathy for her.
"Any matter, do you know what you want?" she asks.
"The unattainable." He replies bitterly.
"Welcome to my world. Now as for your blood sample here I've detected nothing out of the ordinary except for a type of antigen that is toxic to Demons. This person still has a normal blood type; O positive in fact. No blood born diseases or virus and the white blood cell count is normal."
"That's regrettable." He says with a disappointed sigh.
"I've done my reading and I know this type of antigen. You got this from a Light Bearer didn't you?" she concludes.
"I did. All part of Maxes plan to save the worlds in our favor." He says with an eye roll.
"What did you suspect this blood to have?"
"I had heard legends of Light Bearers blood being able to-" he pauses, feeling embarrassed.
"No blood can cure vampirism, I trust you know that." She says with some pity.
"Yes I do; wishful thinking on my part I guess." He says with disdain.
"Well I can keep this blood on file anyways. I've been so out of it, I hardly knew there was a problem between the worlds."
"No one knows yet because Max thinks he is clever enough to keep it hidden. Don't inform anyone, I fear it could land you in hot water." He warns.
"As if I talk to anyone but co-workers anyways." She laughs in spite of herself.
"Than I guess this has been all for naught."
"Well you got to visit an old friend so that's not so bad." She says, attempting to lighten the mood.
"And a good friend you'll always remain. I thank you for your time." He says capping his head with his hat again.
"Give my best to the others, especially Baron, he was always such a stiff." She jokes.
"Indeed." He agrees. He materializes out of the lab in a flash and back into his room of the casino.
He throws his hat to the floor and chucks his walking stick against the wall while lying on the bed in anger. His hopes had once again failed and he was stuck in the same position as before. Rose had turned out to be another dead end. So much for keeping good ties with her.
Baron returns to his room hours later. He had gone back to earth swiftly to check out Boston again. As he had suspected, cops had already been scoping her place for clues to where she was last seen. Two of her friends had been present. A tall blonde girl whose face was streaked with tears and another gentleman dressed in management attire. A large dog was standing opposite of the blonde girl with a floppy tongue to the ground. Rose's face was all over Boston newspapers and TV reports. She had gone into a back ally and had not been seen since. Their number one suspect was the Demon who they had taken a picture of in his human form. Of course the mortals were none the wiser to any of the super naturals that had been involved and their search would turn into a cold case. The Demon had long since returned to Hell and they would be looking for a human who did not exist. Baron shakes his head at their own insolence.
The room was the same way it was since he had left though he could smell soap that had been used in the bathroom. There were only a handful of places Rose could be and he finds her fast. She was asleep in his bed with fresh clean hair that was curly and frizzy. She looks obsolete in the big masses of the sheets. His lips tug upward at the sight as he thought about waking her up. She had so many unanswered questions that he was supposed to answer but she looked quite content where she lay. He decides to leave her until he hears her stir.
"You think you can get away that easy without answering my questions?" she mumbles in a tired voice. She rubs the sleep from her eyes when sitting up.
"I did not want to disturb our nation's savior." He says with dry humor.
"Oh quite the kidder. I'm up now and I'm not about to go another minute in wonder," she says kicking back the covers. He eyes his shirt on her form with interest and irritation. He liked that shirt and it was not meant to be slept in.
"So you've noticed I have no other clothes here except yours." She says to his stare.
"I'll solve that soon." He says walking away.
"Does it bother you I took this?" she asks following him into the other room.
"It's an expensive shirt, it might get ruined." He points out.
"Oh yes because I'll be gallivanting all over the place in this." She says sarcastically.
He frowns at her until she has a seat on the sofa. "Some people are so touchy." She mutters.
"When you have your own five hundred dollar shirt, you'll understand." He replies smartly.
Her mouth hangs open while trying to come up with something clever to say; only she was too awestruck at the price of the shirt on her back.
"You'll catch flies that way." He says to her.
She scowls while closing her mouth. He chuckles at her childlike behavior. Too long has it been since he has kept company with someone so innocent and oblivious to his physical power. She held trust in him at the moment because he was given the charge to look after her though he wasn't quite sure how he felt about that yet.
"Why is it still nighttime?" she asks with a frown while looking outside the now open curtains. "I've been here for hours, surely it must be getting close to day hours and yet the sun shows no sign of rising."
"You aren't in Boston anymore Rose." He notes.
"Well than where am I?"
"This will surely come to shock you but you are somewhere else entirely that is not Earth."
She pulls a face while processing his words. That Demon must have killed her and now she was in the in-between.
"Am I dead?" she asks with a concerned expression.
"Of course not, don't be so idiotic. You are being kept very safe and alive I assure you. You are where we Vampires reside."
"Another world?" she asks uncertain.
"Yes, don't be afraid to ask the absurd, that's basically what we vampires revolve around." He says truthfully. "This world is called Nocturne. Very rare do we vampires leave and when we do it is for vital urgency."
"You cannot go into the sun than." She concludes.
He lolls his head slightly while the corner of his lip twitches in annoyance. "No we are no longer capable."
"What happens exactly? All I have to go on are books and movies."
"We start to burn slowly and eventually burst into flames, leaving not but ash left."
"That is a horrible fate." She says with a contorted face. He wondered what was going through her mind.
"I returned to your apartment shortly in Boston." He informs her.
"How did you know where I live?" she asks distressed.
"I…had followed you a few nights ago. Surely you must have seen my face before."
"The bus ride home? So it was you I saw on the other building than." She says remembering.
"It is usually not my way to stalk mortals just so you know."
She nods in belief. She doubted he would ever have to stalk anyone with a face like that.
"So what is the situation in my apartment? I have a dog that needs to be fed."
"I believe one of your friends took him. She had blonde hair and was fairly tall."
"Oh that would be Tiffany. I've only been away over a day and they called out a search team?" she says with some confusion.
"Well time runs differently here. It has actually been one week since you've last been seen on earth." he tells her lightly.
"Are you kidding me!" she shrieks while standing abruptly. "You mean by the time I finish helping you it could be months until I return in earth years?"
"In a matter of speaking yes it could. We really don't know how long you'll be here." He says calmly.
"This is ruining my life! I don't want to be here for that long!"
"Unfortunately you signed a deal with Max that magically binds you to this world until your dept is paid." Baron tells her frankly.
"And you; you don't give a damn that I'm stuck here! This is your entire fault!"
Baron glares at her from behind his shades. "How exactly is this my fault?"
"You were the one who found me and obviously you lead this group of gallivanting blood suckers." She says with hate.
Baron scoffs. "Such a human thing to say. You'd best accept your terms here because it's not about to change. You are no longer just a human Rose and your stuck with a bunch of blood suckers whether you like it or not." He tells her with disdain.
"You really have no regard to others feelings do you?" she asks with a hand placed firmly on her hip.
"Not even the slightest." He says boldly.
"You're quite a handful aren't you? I bet I can change you to feel others pain."
"You may in time be able to change many things with your powers but you can't change ones nature. I was born and this is what I am now. I suggest you get used to it." He states coldly.
She pauses while absorbing his words. "I hate you." She says in the silent room.
"Good now we can move on with this mundane conversation."
"Asshole." She says while stomping away to the bedroom.
He glares at the spot where she last stood before turning to leave. She would need time to cool down but so did he and he was desperate for a drink along with attention from someone who did not care about feelings. He slams the door to the room and heads to the casino in much need of a numbing fix. He would break his one rule tonight; he would need a taste of Demon blood to calm his demeanor.
Rose felt numb while sitting on the soft mattress. All of her friends and family thought she was missing or worse. Her parents lived all the way in Ohio and were probably distraught when they heard the news. At least Donatello would be safe with Tiff. It's not like she had the perfect life back on Earth but the thought of change made her physical ill. Cardinal and River seemed well enough to talk too but it's hard to replace old friends who knew you inside out. And than there was the stranger who liked to tease her with his good charms and wicked tongue. She was desperate to learn his name even if it meant begging next time they met. What she said to Baron wasn't far from the truth. She wanted to not hate him but he made it hard with his distant behavior and blunt remarks. Easy on the eyes but not on the heart she thought bitterly.
She sprawls onto the bed while staring up at the ceiling. This felt very surreal but as time moved forward she began to understand. There really was no going back for her and she was now stuck in this horrid place. It was time to man up and crawl out from her hole and accept what was presented. She would not cry and she would not wallow in self pity. She would vanquish the feeling and see this through until the end. First she'd have to apologize to Baron. That would be no easy task she was certain. She had a lot of pride when admitting she was wrong and he had too much pride to listen. She starts to ponder on how to go about that little stint without it resulting in another fight. Her eyes grow heavy with thought and soon her breathing evens out with sleep. Tomorrow would come and she would start her new life in Nocturne.
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