Disclaimer: So yeah... hmmm I'm still not Stephenie Meyer, Evident by the fact I don't have 976,532 reviews a chapter.
Disclaimer Deuce: I have a question. When we look at history and try to learn from it will we take racism and show people how bad it was or do we keep edging around the topic because it's easier to say "it's better now" than admit it was a problem to begin with? And can we admit that it still, and will always to some degree exist?
Abhash's POV
How do I make it clear to him how dangerous this is? I know he isn't taking it lightly, he looks worried... good he should be... but he doesn't have IT, he doesn't have the killer instinct. How long can we protect him like a chick before throwing him out of the nest and hoping for the best?
"Show no mercy." I said plainly, he didn't talk back, he was far to respectful for that, but I could see it fundamentally went against him.
"I believe there is good in everyone." He said not as a disagreement, but rather as a statement.
"That's nice, and I bet you can find unicorns and pots of gold at the ends of rainbows." I said sarcastically.
"No, of course not, only pots of gold." Mike snickered back.
"I'm serious, you must be a cold blooded assassin, you must be able to kill without a moments hesitation."
"That's just not me, It's never been me, and if I can help it, it'll never be me." Mike said defiantly.
"Stupid boy." I muttered and he ignored it.
"What are you so worried about anyway? This is a drop off, they've got vampire bones, and we have money, no need for violence." I laughed humorlessly and shook my head.
"What is it?" Mike asked.
"They're going to try and kill us and take the bones and the money."
"Why?" Mike asked.
"They are vampires... they want to forward themselves." Mike shook his head.
"No, why are they going to try and do that, the money, the deal was made in advance, there shouldn't be a reason for a fight." I forced myself not to laugh at him. His naivety is quite refreshing.
"Have you ever heard the fable of the scorpion and the frog?"
"No I haven't." Mike responded. I looked out the window of the car, still plenty of time to the drop off.
"There was a flood, and an island was flooding soon the island would be water and there stood a single scorpion. A frog hopped by and the scorpion asked 'please take me on your back to safety.' and the frog asked 'you won't sting me?' and the scorpion replied 'of course not, if I sting you we'll both drown.' so the frog was swimming across the lake with the scorpion and the scorpion stung the frog.' as the frog was dying before they both drown the frog asked 'why? Why did you sting me scorpion?' and the scorpion answered 'it's my nature... I can't help it.' That's your moral... some people can't help themselves and will stab themselves in the back, it's just their nature." Mike shook his head. Ever the optimist.
"No... I don't believe that." I breathed out angrily. Words won't convince him... idiot boy.
"You're so cute when you're wrong." I teased. I saw him bite his lip in disapproval.
"Come on damn it! Get mad! Show me why Felix calls you Temper!" I saw something in his eyes. Rage and pain that flared up for only a moments time then diminished as if on command. It's in him... I just need to learn how to awaken it.
Bors' POV
"Are you sure this is going to work?" Gwen asked as we drove from Minneapolis up to St. Cloud to see quite possibly the only expert in vampiric birth in the world.
"No, I'm not." She laughed next to me.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence."
"We don't know anything about him accept he's a vampire doctor... if he lives among humans he shouldn't be dangerous... in theory... but I'll be here to protect you."
"Why?"
"Well he'll want to protect his life he's currently leading, he shouldn't attack us, and if he does I'll protect you."
"No... Why are you doing this?" Gwen asked. I turned my attention to her beautiful green eyes and brown hair for a moment before looking back at the road.
"494 becomes 94 which should lead up to St. Cloud." I mumbled more to myself.
"Please Sir Bors."
"Boogaard."
"Excuse me?" she asked.
"My name... it's Boogaard."
"Boogaard... why are you doing this for me." I shook my head.
"Arthur never should have done this... he never should have had sex with you knowing what he knew... it was irresponsible... it was wrong." I knew I wasn't answering the question but... I tightened my right fingers around the steering wheel. She didn't say anything so I continued.
"You deserve this, damn it to hell if it's dangerous, I can't watch you die because my commandant was a fool." I gulped in air finishing the last words. Neither of us had said the real possibility that she could die out loud. We both thought it, but neither of us said it. I felt my throat tightening familiarly. My body seemed to reject the very idea of her dying. I forced myself to calm down. My fingers remained tight on the steering wheel and the stick shift.
I felt a warmth on my stick hand at a finger tips touch, then a slow warmth spreading through as her small hand rested on mine. The tingle of her touch was something I hadn't felt in a long time, and not since I'd became a vampire. My eyes looked up in to hers.
"I wish this was yours."
Abhash's POV
"Use these. They are Gladius, roman swords, versatile and easy to wield." I told him handing him a belt with two swords in hilts. He put it on.
"I still think I won't need them." He disagreed.
"Well you have to much faith in people." I chided. I opened the doors to the abandoned house outside of Stuttgart. Iverson opened the doors for me. We'd already discussed this, he was supposed to be my bodyguard. He didn't speak, he was my sword and shield, and he responded only to Temper. He nodded. Truthfully I knew he wouldn't intimidate my buyer, Mike was only 5'11, his body guards were 6'4 and 6'5. I brought Mike along for some 'on the job training.' I snickered at the thought. At least he doesn't need to wear a blue polo.
"No Mercy." I reminded Mike. He nodded.
I kicked the molding door of the building open. We traveled up to the agreed upon meeting spot on the second level. Mikes hands were at his sides, I could see he was nervous. He was waiting for us, at either side were his two body guards. He smirked as he saw I had only brought Mike.
"Mr. Schmidt."
"Abhash." we greeted.
"Do you have the agreed upon sum?" He asked. I nodded lifting the briefcase and opening it to show him. I closed it and put to back at my side.
"And the bones?" He motioned to a large chest to his side and his body guard opened it. My eyes turned from Schmidt to the chest then to his two body guards both holding sharpened femurs.
"There is less bones here than our agreed upon sum." I said turning my attention back to Schmidt.
"Ja, Ser Abhash, zer are, but you zee... I vanted some to make my own ja?" I narrowed my vision on him and growled.
"That is your concern, our agreed upon amount for payment isn't here, I refuse to pay." he laughed making a sound of disapproval.
"Zat ist a foolish move nein? You will give me zat money you have... in fact I vill take ze money and ze bones." He said as his body guards stepped forward. I snorted.
"Foolish german bastard." I said shaking my head.
"Dirk, Sven, kill them both." Mike stood behind me nervously, I had stressed he not move until I called him, yet Dirk and Sven closed the distance between us with their weapons drawn and I hadn't made a move. I'd seen Mike move in the training room, when he focused he could move faster than anyone I'd ever seen before, far faster than any Volturi. Sven and Dirk both pulled back their weapons to swing and slice me in half.
"Temper!" I yelled, and before I'd even finished his name He was standing mere inches in front of me with both his gladius out blocking both swords. Dirk and Sven looked surprised at his speed but started using all their strength to push down on Mike. I watched as his arms started glowing, once again using his power to hold back both at the same time. Truly amazing, both these vampires should be stronger than him, yet he can hold back each with one hand with his powers... Mike Feigned weakness and pulled his weapons closer to his body, Dirk and Sven pressed what they though was the advantage when really Mike was just coiling. He exploded out throwing both men to either sides of the room, Sven the smaller flew through the wall.
Schmidt charged and swung a heavy overhead strike with both hands around a femur of his own. Mike made and X with his blades over head catching it between it before launching a straight kick throwing Schmidt back in to another wall.
Dirk the larger of the two was up on his feet and swinging again. Mike managed to spin his sword between his fingers in to a reverse grip. Mentally I groaned. That's horrible form... that's how you flip a drumstick not a sword. I'd make sure to correct that.
Mike blocked the blow with the reverse sword and brought his other across Dirks arm and slid it up fluidly taking his head clean off.
Mike turned over his shoulder and saw Sven getting climbing out of the wall. He the sword in his right and and threw it with his whole arm. The sword flipped through the air before ebbing itself deep in to Sven's chest.
Mike glided across the room as if his feet didn't even touch the ground, while flipping the sword that was inverted in his left hand to normal grip in his right. Sven was on his knees staring down at the sword buried all the way to the hilt through the center of his chest. Mike came with a sweeping swing across from left to right which Sven ducked, Sven took a desperation swing at Mikes ribs. Mike caught the black with his open hand gripping it but stopping it. Sven looked surprised, Mike must have gripped the back side. No I can see blood coming out of his hand. I saw it all. Mike's body registering the pain, seeing the blood, then the anger in his eyes. His temper finding it's release. In a smooth motion Mike stabbed his blade straight through the eye of Sven coming out the other side of his head. Sven went limp immediately and fell. Mike pulled both his blades out of Sven's motionless body, he sheathed his left blade because of the large open gash on his left hand.
Mike moved angrily with a purpose, deserving of the nickname "Temper" I could feel it radiating off him. Mike walked over to Schmidt who was still making it to his feet. Schmidt jumped at Mike but was met with Mikes knuckles and hilt of the blade to the face. Schmidt went down hard. Mike grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him and put his blade across Schmidt's throat. His head turned to the side waiting for order.
"Kill him." Mike didn't move. He didn't respond. Boy you can't spare him, he wouldn't spare you. His head turned back to me. I saw movement from Schmidt. I pulled a knife out of my cloak and flung it. Schmidt was reaching with a knife at Mike as he turned back to see it at his head only a split second before my knife found it's mark in Schmidt's forehead. Mike saw the blade in Schmidt's hand and dropped the corpse.
"You fucking idiot! For all the good your anger does you still can't kill a murderer in cold blood!" I yelled at Mike. He stood silent.
"You're not even going to say anything back? Come on you little pussy! Get angry!" I goaded. Mike's eyes narrowed.
"I'm not a murderer, I'm not like him." He growled back at me.
"You don't get it? You don't fucking get it do you?" I said coming up to Mike he was a full head taller than me but I didn't care.
"Look at him! His eyes are bright red! You think you're such a great person, you shouldn't have a second thought about wiping one of those red eyed bastards off the face of the earth. How many people do you think he's killed? Ten? A hundred? A thousand? He wasn't a humanitarian, how many do you think he raped before he killed? You still can't get it through your fucking head, these people are monsters!" I yelled at him.
"I'm not them!" Mike yelled back at me.
"Then prepare to die by them! If you want to change the world you need to be alive to do it!" I could see my words taking shape in his mind as he thought it over. Hopefully this lesson would be well learned.
Carlisle's POV
I looked down at my phone. Alice and Jasper were on their way. They didn't say why but I assumed it was a good reason, Jasper wouldn't come frivolously, Alice on the other hand had no qualms about it. I grabbed the board for my next patient, a pregnant woman. My specialty wasn't gynecology but I'd have a look.
I opened the door with tablet in hand and the scent in the room immediately answered every question I had. Why Alice and Jasper were coming, and above all why I should be worried. My eyes naturally drew to the giant of a vampire. He bore no semblance of Volturi so I believed he wasn't one of them. The woman next to him was pregnant and by her smell I figured it was his. The giant vampire said no words so I didn't address the obvious while he didn't and waited for Alice and Jasper.
"Lets see... your name is Gwenevere Boogaard?" I asked looking down at my tablet. I could see her looking up at the giant and then back down, he nodded and she answered.
"Umm... Yes... Dr. Cullen." I clicked my pen and started taking notes that amounted to nothing just to waste time. I heard Alice at the end of the hall talking to one of the nurses, obviously distracting her. I heard a knock on the door and it opened, Jasper walked in next to me, wearing an doctors over coat. So that's why Alice is distracting the nurse, so he could steal one.
"Excuse me Doctor..."
"Hale." Jasper responded.
"I believe you're in the wrong room." Gwenevere stated. The Giant hadn't taken notice of his scent yet.
"Yes, we'd be very happy if you left." the large man tried to intimidate. Jasper just smiled at the large man.
"No... I believe I'm in the correct room." The Giant took a quick smell and looked alarmed.
"Now, What can we do for you?" Jasper asked. I heard a growl from the giant.
"I'm sorry, this is my adopted son Jasper."
"How did he know we'd be here?" the Giant growled.
"Does it matter?" Jasper smiled evilly. I put a hand out to stop him.
"We have a complicated problem..." the Giant said still tense. Jasper grabbed Carlisle's board and read it quickly.
"Let's see... no... it doesn't look complicated at all... Looks like you knocked up her." the Giant started to coil and in came Alice like a small twister of energy. She stood between the Giant and Jasper and put her hand up scolding Jasper.
"Now now! That's not nice Jaz." Jasper looked down sheepishly. Alice glided over to Gwenevere gently intertwining her fingers Gwenevere's.
"Don't you worry about a thing, Carlisle's the best." The Giant looked ready to pounce but Jasper calmed everyone down thankfully.
"Alice... you really should restrain yourself."
"Oh... yeah, sorry."
"No... it's fine... I just... am not used to this..."
"Of course not... I'm going to write down an address for you, it's where my home is located... if you decide not to pursue my aid in this matter, I'm going to tell you to feed her cups of blood." the Giant looked appalled.
"The blood is for the baby not her." Jasper and Alice left the room.
"Why did those two come?"
"To show your friend there that I'm not alone... and not to do something stupid."
"Hun, you weren't thinking of that at all where you?" She asked frowning. The Giant stopped growling long enough to comfort her.
"Of course not if you wish me not to."
"What are our options?" Gwenevere asked.
"I'm sorry but I can't discuss them now." I said handing them the slip of paper with my address.
"I hope to see you again soon."
Mike's POV
I tried to flex my hand but it seared in pain. Adrian walked in to the room shaking his head. I looked at him oddly.
"You know what? We're playing one of my songs today." I laughed a bit.
"Yeah... but I can't drum with my hand how it is." I admitted.
"That's fine, take the piano, Embry take the drums." Adrian commanded. We did as told. He walked over to me and put his hands on the piano.
"Okay I need you to play these cords, whole notes." He explained. I nodded.
"Umm... k?" I answered. He made his way over to Embry.
"Play this... Buu, buu kak kak kak bu bu kak kak kak." He said. Embry nodded and started playing. He motioned to me and I started to play my whole notes.
"Sorry in advanced for Rap, I know how you both hate it so." I groaned.
"But I think you might like this one." he said grabbing the mic."
"You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em
But you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em
Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say I'ma do something I do it, I don't give a damn
What you think, I'm doing this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if it thinks its stopping me
I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still shittin'
Whether he's on salary, paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shit's his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He's married to the game, like a fuck you for Christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the whole universe." I had to force myself not to snicker at the wit used in the lyrics.
"I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road
Ok quit playin' with the scissors and shut, and cut the crap
I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that fuck your fillings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was "ehhhh"
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain't going back to that now
All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain't playin' around
There's a game called circle and I don't know how
I'm way too up to back down
But I think I'm still tryna figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't
This fucking black cloud's still follow's me around
But it's time to exorcise these demons
These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!" This time I laughed at the exorcism joke. Exorcism joke? How many times will you think that?
"I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road
And I just can't keep living this way
So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
I'm standing up, Imma face my demons
I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me
Admittedly I probably did it subliminally for you
So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through
And don't even realise what you did, cuz believe me you
I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
My World, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise
To focus solely on handling my responsibility's as a father
So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it
You couldn't lift a single shingle on it
Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club
Or the corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and
I'm not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you're not alone
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road." I had to admit this song was pretty damn witty, and a lot less about beating women and what not than I expected for a rap song. I shrugged indifferently.
"Not bad Adrian, but one song will not make me a rap fan." He grinned. At my response. Taking it as a challenge.
"No... but more will." I looked towards Embry who seemed to enjoy it more.
"I think it was better than I expected." Embry said non committally.
Zuri's POV
I wonder how the pack is at home, usually Themba is the one that keeps everyone sane. Between the young lions and the elder council she's the only one that kept them from killing each other. I walked through the halls my head down, not really paying attention to where I walked, it didn't matter as long as I didn't go through any closed doors I would be fine. I wouldn't run in to anyone, everyone here was super in tuned to their senses and- I thought before walking straight in to a cold hard wall of person. I stumbled back but a cold hand caught my gently by the arm I heard a wince looked down at the hand and saw a cloth rapped around it. I looked up at Mike.
"What happened to your hand?" I asked. He quickly bashfully put it behind him as if I'd forget it if it disappeared.
"Ugh... nothing." He tried to evade while backing away timidly. I jumped forward at him and he gracefully jumped backward with one hand behind his back still.
"Michael Frederick Iverson you stop this instant!" I called putting both hands on my hips.
"My middle name isn't Frederick." Mike said cracking a smile.
"I know but it sounded good." I answered with a giggle.
"Can I please see your hand now?" I said batting my eyelashes. Mike pulled it out and I gently took a hold of it, for fear of him disappearing if I grabbed it to hard. I slowly unwrapped the cloth it stuck to his skin because it wasn't a bandage and I pulled. After it came off he started pulling stray strings out of his skin. I looked down at the gash that was clear through the entirety of the palm of his hand. It had scabbed over but it still looked bad.
"How did you get this?"
"You should have seen the other guy." He said in a smart ass tone. He immediately realized something and looked like he regretted it.
"Who did this." I pressed.
"No one, it was nothing."
"Am I to believe that you were playing with a knife and somehow, considering how clumsy vampires are dropped the knife and pressed it in to your hand and cut?" We both knew the answer... Vampires weren't clumsy, things didn't slip out of their hands.
"Yep, sounds legit to me." Mike said nodding quickly. I gave him 'the look' He looked like he wanted to squirm but didn't.
"Well... see the thing is..."
"Where were you the last couple days?" I asked realizing I hadn't seen him.
"Deutschland."
"Excuse me?"
"Germany."
"What were you doing in Germany." I asked pressing the matter. Mike took a step back against the wall, I hadn't let go of his hand but he couldn't back away anymore. We stood face to face, He couldn't really look away since we were the same height.
"Just a routine money transaction." He said his eyes looking to the side away from my face.
"Really." I asked taking another step towards him just a foot away now.
"How did you get the cut?"
"They wanted the money and the product... I fought them off... killed two of the vampires." I flinched. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. He noticed.
"I didn't want to kill them, but the two didn't give me a choice... the third I didn't kill, Abhash did... He said it was fine, that the vampire's had killed hundreds of humans... I mean... it's still hard for me to kill in cold blood but..."
"How did you get the cut?"
"I caught the second guys blade with my hand... I'm sorry... I don't want to kill anyone, I don't want to hurt anyone... I just want my old life back." Mike said wistfully. I intertwined my fingers with his careful of his cut hand and my other hand found his other hand, cool, refreshing. I interlocked my fingers and leaned in, closing my eyes. I felt his cold exhale on my face as I leaned in closer.
"Hey Zuri, I just-" My eyes opened as I blushed. Mike's entire body went tense. Mike looked like a deer in headlights, if I wasn't so embarrassed myself I would probably been laughing.
"So... Umm... yeah... I guess I'll see you around... Themba, nice to see you." Mike said gently removing himself from my grasp and gliding away. Themba started laughing.
"I swear I'm going to kill you!" Themba was still laughing.
"You cockblocked me!" I yelled.
"I don't think it works like that for a girl."
"Shut up!" I yelled.
"You know all the vampires here heard that right?" I wasn't sure I could blush anymore.
"If you weren't my only friend here I'd slap you." Themba pulled me in for a hug.
"I'm sorry... I'll try not to cockblock you again." I finally laughed. We had plenty of time to fix all the problems... Until Themba settled down with a guy I had all the time in the world.
Another long chap, Huh... I have an idea for writing a side "book" Which would just be a guide to the story. Basic information for each character such as height, age, eye color, hair color, ties with characters, friends, enemies, and miscellaneous information. If you think it'd be a good idea or want to see it please send me a message. Remember to give reviews, high fives, knucks, rolls of twenty dollar bills and ideas. Thanks for reading, Catch you on the flip side.