oh boy.. i has a feeling like people are readying their guns to come and WHACK ME.
lol
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Chapter 24: Underground
Terra led her coven behind her, strung out and silently skulking through the wreckage of the city. They were all sullen looking and quite unimpressed with Terra's attitude, but they were eager to get out of their hideout for once.
The dawn rays were playing across their abnormally pale faces, the only parts of their bodies bared by their night dark and thick clothing.
Over the years vampires had conquered, a new drug had been developed. Ironically enough it was called unShine; and it was the one aid that allowed the immortals to walk in the sun with almost no damage.
Terra had tossed them all a vial which they had shot into the crook of their elbows, allowing the blood flow to spread the drug through their bodies.
Red, pin-straight hair flashed in the morning sun, left unbound and uncovered by an uncaring Terra. She was only wearing the lightest of blackout suits, and no mask or hood. Her green eyes shone darkly and her hair glimmered. Beneath her facial features was the constant reminder of the monster within.
No one threatened her anymore.
A few miles out of the city's center and a good hour's walk from their home, Terra stopped; her body tense. Instantly, Sita shifted to the center of the group, the others arranging themselves around her as protection.
Terra's fangs glinted in the sun and Brett winced as she passed him; he was still unused to light. He hadn't taken the time to desensitize himself to it.
Seconds later, right before Terra stood a tall figure, his skin daringly bared in the open daylight. His immortal heritage was revealed when he opened his mouth to speak to them in a cold, low voice.
"You know what you risk, Night Blood, walking on rival grounds. We have had this discussion before Lady Night," the vampire's tone was mocking of her title and Terra's eyes narrowed and her claws scythed out to caress his unflinching cheek.
"Very shrewd, Nostradamus; you must have forgotten how I made you weep with need just a few months ago. That was how our pact was made, Oh proud one."
Nostradamus, the dark haired, brown eyed rugged man who stood before them, scowled. "I remember your tongue, Terra. I don't forget our pact either. You are allowed on this land, but I still have requests to make of you."
"Make them later. We have more important things to tend to."
"It can't wait. It has to do with the test our scientists did on your blood. Remember- about Eler-" Terra sent him flying backwards with a sharp blow to the collarbone; one that would have snapped a human's clavicles in two but merely sent him tumbling without air.
"Keep it down. Yes I remember. You have the results?" Her voice was eager.
Sita shifted within the circle and the rest of the coven was staring intently between the two leaders. "Results to what?"
Nostradamus' head snapped around before Terra could quiet her friend. "Nothing a someone like yourself needs to know about. Besides, as a far along mother, you shouldn't even be outside. I'm surprised you let her follow Terra."
Cale's fists unclenched at the more friendly tone in Nostradamus' voice. It was clear he wasn't a threat- at the moment.
"So am I," Terra remarked dryly.
"And bringing the weakling too...my, my, getting risky aren't we." Brett bared his fangs and allowed his more demonic visage to flow through his humanoid ones for a second.
"Leave him out of this Dame," Terra growled fiercely; oddly protective, she knew. "I haven't come to talk of pack issues, I want those results. Is any of it good?"
"Well I can tell you one thing- your old master was a kind man. He could have done much more damage than you think. And the older one, you were right- there's still residue."
All of this flew over Sita, Cale and Brett and they stared at Terra like an expirement gone wrong.
"And?" She demanded.
"And, you probably should go back to... well-Him. And get him to clean out your - well your body."
Terra was not in the least bit amused. "And how would he 'clean my body', per say."
"Well-" Dame blushed. "By, eh...bonding with you."
Terra stood staring without blinking at him for long moments, the silence and the tension growing as thick as the clouds over London.
"You're saying I have to sleep with Dracula to clean myself? Won't I be tainting myself if I go anywhere near that immoral bastard?" Terra's slightly hoarse voice was not lost on Sita; who made a mental note to confront her about it later.
"No. What I mean is- healings like yours take time. It's easier if you bond so he has a wider exposure to your inner workings, so to say. You could still ask for freedom after; as long as he's willing."
"He won't be," came the whispered reply. Terra's face was hidden by long falls of hair.
"Well, you need to see him. You could die from these impurities Terra. Don't let your pride keep you from what you know needs to be done."
"Fuck off," she snapped, starting away through the burned out street square. A moment later her voice carried back to them.
"I'll do it."
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shittiest chapter yet... -gun to head-
agh.
