A/N: Just a small message/disclaimer. I own Summer only Autumn belongs to 450Airbourne. I will be following the film only changing certain things. So I own none of it except that which isn't in the film.
"Whistler!" The Daywalker, Blade hollered as he walked into an abandoned factory that was Whistler's workshop and could be loosely called Blade's 'home'.
"Are we bringing home strays now?" He asks hobbling out his right leg encased in a metal brace. Though in his sixties Whistler was still dangerous and deadly, the long years fighting the 'good' fight against vampires hardening him and leaving him grizzled in appearance.
"She's been bitten." Whistler looks at the woman in Blade's arms. A young black nurse by the name of Karen. She had the unfortunate luck of finding Quinn on a morgue table after being burned to a crisp by Blade. He'd attacked her and killed another in a rage due to the thirst as he tried to heal himself. Luckily or perhaps not Blade had arrived stopping him from drinking her dry.
"You should've killed her then." Blade doesn't even flinch at the venom in Whistler's voice.
"She hasn't turned yet. You can help her." Whistler stares at Blade the tension almost palpable. Whistler nods and heads to the operating theatre. I move from my perch carefully and slowly to get a better view as they 'treat' the woman. Try to cure her before she changes. If Quinn was still alive like it seemed Autumn was going to suffer tonight. I sighed, what was I doing? A familiar to Deacon Frost an Under Lord of the House of Erebus. I should as good familiar would do rat Blade out to Deacon, but I wouldn't. I needed to leave. If Blade found me here he'd kill me. I took off perhaps I could lessen the damage Autumn would take from Quinn.
I walked back into my 'home' the penthouse suite in Edgewood towers. Deacon had yet to come back from a meeting with the Elders, but Quinn was back.
"Summer…" I looked to the voice seeing Autumn, Quinn's familiar on the floor crying, beaten and bloodied. I crossed to her moving her hair carefully from her face to see the damage.
"Come on let's get you cleaned up." I told her my voice soft.
"Move away from her bitch!" Quinn snaps.
"Fuck you! I do as Deacon says not you!" I snapped back.
"Well ain't that a pity he ain't here. You know," He says rubbing his crotch. "I've wanted to get my hands on you…taste you since Deak took you in." He sneered coming closer.
"Back the fuck off. Just because you're a pissy bitch right now seen as Blade BBQ'd your ass doesn't give you any rights. Try and touch me, if I don't kill you Deacon will." Mercury walked in from the pool stopping Quinn's advancement towards me and Autumn.
"I hate to agree with the food Quinn, but Deacon will kill you if you touch her. She's his and he refuses to share…even with me." I smirked to myself knowing how much it ate at her Deacon's unwillingness to let anyone but him touch me. Mercury pointed at me. "Take her and clean her up." She clicked her fingers. I wanted to thrust a stake straight through the bitches heart, but I breathed and helped Autumn to the bathroom. I sat her down on the edge of the tub. I ran the bath as I take out the first aid kit Deacon let me keep. I wipe at her cuts, her eyes letting tears flow freely.
"Summer…" I look at the woman in front of me. Her ebony hair matted, her lips bruised her left eye swollen, her emerald green eyes that once sparkled were now dull. Her body was bruised, battered and scratched. Though a year or so older than me, her time with Quinn had both aged her and yet gave her an air of childlike helplessness.
"Yes?"
"How…do you do it? Three years…I can't." I knew what she meant. I had days were I wished I'd let Deacon kill me, but I was stronger and better than that. And sometimes, sometimes I didn't mind it.
"You can. You choose to be his familiar. So you will do what you can to give him what he needs. And I will be here to fix you up and look out for you the best I can." I told her stroking her hair. She hugged me and then I helped her into the bath. I walked out twenty minutes later Autumn behind me a towel wrapped tightly round her.
"Bitch room now." Quinn growled out at her.
"She isn't ready for it. You beat her. She can't do anything for a day or two at least." I told him.
"I didn't ask your opinion or your permission so shut the fuck up and move out of my way!"
"No!" He moved towards me a snarl escaping his lips. I spun kicking him as he careened into my leg, hurting himself by charging at me. Autumn had backed up against the wall. As he grabbed my throat and pushed, my knees buckling beneath me. I grabbed his arm in one hand and with the other I brought it up with as much force as possible snapping his forearm clean in two. He growled in pain releasing my neck. Mercury stood to the side laughing. As he jerked his arm fixing it back in place and coming at me again.
"Enough!" Quinn stopped mere inches from gouging me with his clawed hand. Deacon walked towards us. He stroked my hair his hand latching on to it and yanking me to him pressing his lips to mine hungrily attacking them. This is what I liked. When he was happy about something I was treated reasonably well. I ran my hand under his shirt tracing his abs. He smirked breaking the kiss. "Later." Then he pulled away. "Get yourself another lay Quinn. She isn't going to be good for much." Deacon motioned with his hand so I grabbed Autumn by the waist and pulled her to her room.
"Thank you….Your so brave Summer." I smiled at her helping her into the bed.
"I'm not brave just stupid." Then I walked back out leaving her to sleep. Deacon had headed to the balcony Mercury was now swimming in the pool again. He sat on a lounger his ever present laptop in front of him. I sat on the floor beside him watching Mercury swim. I despised the woman, but I couldn't knock how graceful she was. Deacon stroked my hair absentmindedly. I became aware of Gideon another of Deacon's familiars, a cop that did his dirty work, brushed things under the rug and took care of any problems like Karen that nurse. I bet she was dead now, he would have killed her. I wish they let me have him in a fight.
"Look, I know you're disappointed …" Deacon doesn't bother to look up from his computer or stop from stroking my hair.
"Crestfallen." Deacon replies bored. I knew the excuses were about to start.
"Blade was waiting for me. There wasn't anything I could do." He insists. Deacon nods, I almost hoped he hadn't told Blade anything, but I knew Gideon. He was a coward and hid behind his police uniform he'd rat us out in a heartbeat.
"Tell me something, Gideon, what blood type are you?" Gideon shifts uneasily a smile curls up on my face he was so dead. And I think he knew it.
"I don't really know …" Deacon cuts across him as Mercury continues to swim, I knew she was listening intently.
"Take a wild stab. A? B? O, perhaps? I'm interested in the antigens here, the agglutination reaction…" I blink and Deacon has Gideon by the throat dangling him over the deep end of the pool. "I'm going to guess AB positive." He release Gideon as he gurgles and blood spills from where Deacon's nails pierced his skin, then drops him into the pool. Mercury is on him in a heartbeat. The pool churns turning crimson. Mercury rises from the pool like some goddess of blood dripping crimson as she walks towards Deacon. She attacks his lips letting Gideon's blood drip into his mouth he pulls away a smile on his face. I despised that woman. But he isn't smiling at the kiss.
"AB positive. Give the man a prize." He turns to me. I'm suddenly pressed against his body and in the next moment I'm laid on the bed Deacon above me. Tonight had turned into a night that made me like being a familiar.