Hi There! Here is an update chapter of Our Bloody Memories. It was one heck of a job to do it in time before I am going off to a program that I will be staying for a week. So one week without typing. Upset as it is, LOL. Enjoy it!!!
Summary, Rated, Warnings, Genres, Pairing and OC Profiles are in Chapter One if needed.
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Chapter Thirty-Three:
Blood Lust
"We are torn between a craving to know and the despair of having known."
- Unknown
Everything is ready for Brooklyn and Jess, when they leave for tomorrow night back to Blood Trillium.
They made sure to pack up their clothing in their bags. Have everything in place the way it was when they arrive. And to lock all of the doors, cover the windows, and clean out the wine glasses used and put it away.
Two neat piles of clothing are in place on the desk, for them to wear tomorrow. Both Brooklyn and Jess are dressed in their pajamas to sleep when the sun rises.
They both sat in the living room, watching a movie at its ending. Brooklyn's arms wrap around Jess's waist, with her head leaning on his shoulder.
The movie fly by, that it was hard for Jess to remember seeing the whole thing, when the credits roll up on the screen of the television.
Three nights… It was three nights that she and Brooklyn have been together alone, in peace and quiet in this dojo as a small honeymoon sanctuary. And now, tomorrow when they return to Blood Trillium, who knows what will happened to them. How will they be able to be close together, with duties as a burden to both her and Brooklyn? They have some huge responsibilities and practices to become the top rank as they get older and the old done of their ruling.
"Jess," Brooklyn calls her, as he kisses her hair. "It's time to go to sleep. It is past four in the morning."
"Alright."
Getting off the couch, Brooklyn turns off the television and puts the DVD away, as Jess went to the bedroom.
Jess was sitting on the bed, her legs in a tuck position, and her arms wrapped around her legs, when Brooklyn came back from the living room.
"Brooklyn, will we be together when we come back to Blood Trillium?" asked Jess.
"What do you mean by that? We are together as one-"
"I mean to say is: Will we be able to go out as a couple more with our duties?"
Brooklyn sits beside her on the bed. His arms wrap around Jess, as he brings her closer to him. He strokes her bare arms, as she rests her head on his chest; covered in a sleeveless, grey shirt. Their bodies press together gently, the friction of their clothing making contact; him in a sleeveless shirt and black silk pants, and Jess in her night-dress.
"We will Jess…" Brooklyn said. "I'll make sure of it. It will take some time to know what our schedules would be like, but once we know our routine, we can be able to have some quality time together. Just remember one thing, Jess…"
He looks down at Jess's chest where the locket is hanging around her neck and resting on the silk of her nightgown.
"Don't ever forget that I am always with you, whenever you wear this locket." He touches the cool silver locket, motioning Jess's eyes to see the locket that he gave her this night.
Brooklyn soon leans in, and his pale lips brush Jess's in a tender kiss, that left a trace of his physical presence on her lips.
The closeness of their physical touch causes Brooklyn to smell Jess's scent. The scent is irresistible, and it causes Brooklyn to crave it. This scares him to know how addicting she is. He could feel the blood calling him to drink it; the flow in Jess's veins and arteries.
He is aware of him breathing in harsh breaths…
"Brooklyn…"
"Jess…may I?"
He didn't have to answer the question fully, for Jess could feel he wants to taste her. The sudden prick in her neck made her scared, but she is only thinking about it, when she saw Brooklyn looking at her; she was still in his embrace. She needs to stop thinking more often. It is only Brooklyn…
She nods a yes, and without warning, both of them slide down on the bed, with Brooklyn on top of her. His weight is adjusting to make sure he isn't hurting her.
He kisses her around her face with butterfly kisses. His hands wonder gently to soothe her comfort for the small pain that is to come. His lips trail down to her neck and Jess slightly moves her head to give Brooklyn better access.
Strands of hair fall on Jess's neck, but Brooklyn brush them away with his fingers, as he kisses a spot that he'll feed her blood. With a spot found, he open his mouth, his fangs lengthen to the touch of velvet skin. In one swift movement, the fangs sink in to Jess's neck, and blood seeps out, only to be drain away by Brooklyn.
A small gasp came out of Jess's lips before a moan came in, and Jess wrap her arms around Brooklyn. The wave of pleasure came in for the both of them, and they didn't know how long that they stay in their position.
Brooklyn pulls away from Jess's neck; dark ruby liquid stains his lips. Ten seconds seems to be forever, as Brooklyn counts in his mind to drink and savor the blood a while ago. Ten seconds seems to be an eternity.
Her blood is still sweet. He could taste its sweetness of honey with the coppery-taste of normal blood. So the theory seems to be true. That is one thing that the gossip of Blood Trillium seems to be true. And no matter how much he and Jess have made love, they will have the blood of a virgin; they will be forever virgin vampires.
Within his instincts, he presses his lips hard and passionate to Jess, which scares her and yet continues on their moment.
The moments blur so fast, when the next thing they know, they were undressing each other; revealing their pale flesh and perfect beauty. They touch each other, exploring the many areas of their bodies; familiar and yet untouchable. Kisses rained down, on areas that will response as a moan, or whispers of 'I love you'.
Then, they made love once more, and it was a wonderful experience then before. Brooklyn became one with Jess, as they moved in grace, and kisses fell all over the place. Arms and hands wonder and lock into each other's bodies. It went faster and both came in harsh gasps, as they reach their climax. The soul-shattering experience came, and this time Jess with her unknown vampire instincts, bit Brooklyn as the love making was at its end…
Pulling back from his neck, they both kiss, as they remain in their position for a while; Brooklyn on top of Jess. Brooklyn strokes Jess's shoulders, as she tries to snuggle to his chest. Their breathing went to normal, as they relax and recall their second time, making love.
"I will forever love you…"
As dawn approaches, they both slide into the bed sheets still bare. But neither did care, for they cuddle together underneath the blankets. Their bodies are brushing in a loving matter, their arms in an embrace.
As the sun rises to shine on the dojo –locked and windows covered in dark curtains-, Jess begins to fall into the Dark Sleep; she yawns small as her eyes flutter down no longer revealing her crystal-blue eyes.
Brooklyn could be able to be active for a few minutes during the day, but he decides to go under the Dark Sleep.
…Soon both fall under their day's sleep, together…till the sun went down.
After Sundown
The sky begins to darken, as the purple sky turns into a dark blue night.
In between two buildings; an alley full of darkness and silence. But its creepiness is destroying by a faded light, and small giggling.
"Boy, I-I am too….drunk to go in a-any bar," a female voice echoed in the alley way.
"What do you think we should do?" asked a male voice.
"I d-d-don't know, but I am in a mood to have fun."
The voices hush down and the faded light went dead, and darkness and silence returns.
Minutes and passed, and the fade sounds of footsteps could be heard. People walking down the streets at these times, did not notice a man walking out of the alley. His hand wiped the corner of his mouth to avoid any attention to the markings of the red liquid.
The night's is young for most people to return to their homes as it is the safest place to stay when there are man-like-beasts that crave their life's essence. This time of night was the perfect hunting time; because the longer the vampire waits before hunting, the only thing they'll be hunting is prostitutes, pimps and criminals. And those are the kinds of people that even the vampires don't ever want to deal with.
Half-way down the block, and near an intersection, a ring-tone went loud unexpected. The man, with one of his hands, went to his pocket to reveal a cell-phone. Within a slip and placing it near his ear he greets.
"Hello…May I asked who's calling?" the man said on the phone. "Ah, Master Brooklyn, greetings…Are you ready to return?"
Passing the intersection safely the vampire walks down the sidewalk and within a few feet, he reaches to his vehicle; a limousine.
"Will you and the lovely mate be ready within twenty minutes?"
"Yes, that would be good for us," Brooklyn answered. With his cell-phone in one ear to listen to the driver that Morgan given them his number, he could hear the blow dryer in the bathroom, as Jess was occupying it at the moment.
"Thank you very much. Bye."
Brooklyn closes his cell-phone and places back into his pocket for safe-keeping.
The hair dryer soon was silence, and Jess came out of the bathroom carrying it, and her hair dry and full of volume from the heat given.
Jess now wearing her attire; black, turtle-neck halter-top and black pants. Along with the family necklace she wears, the silver locket is included to show her love to her family – though she'll never see them again- and to him.
"I'll be back with my bag. Did you call him?"
"Yes… and we will be home soon…"
The limousine starts to drive off down the deserted street, leaving Brooklyn, Jess and their luggage at the sidewalk, and in front of the Blood Trillium building. The building stands tall and spooky by its wild vines growing along the side of the building. The gates closed, the paint job is chipped small and around. Attach to stone cold walls, of five feet with mystery to cast the front.
Picking up their bags, Brooklyn and Jess went to the front of the gates. Brooklyn opening the gates with his free hand, he allows Jess to go in first to the yard. Her shoes made contact to the stone path, making small thud-tap sounds. Small pieces of grass grow in the cracks of the path.
Taking a few steps forward, Jess could hear the gates closing and Brooklyn catching up with her, as they both head to the small steps, and in front of the entrance door.
Knocking on the hard wood door, they wait until they could hear the locks unlocking, and revealing a young man of 20.
He didn't look at Jess with little interest as she is in front of Brooklyn. But it changed when catches Brooklyn's gaze.
"Welcome back Brooklyn," he said. "So glad that you've arrived from you break. How was it?"
"Fine, thank you very much," Brooklyn said.
The conversation ends, when the vampire open the doors wide, and move aside to allow Brooklyn and Jess in without look at their tattoos.
One thing that hasn't changed much is the fact that the vampire did not even talk to Jess or made contact to her. She felt a bit ticked that she seems to be the only female, and she knows now that females have to work their way up to get noticed. But she's Morgan apprentice and soon to be the female leader once Morgan steps down from her rank. But on the bright side, she doesn't need to show her tattoo…for today.
As they enter into the lobby, all eyes fall upon them. Vampires stop with their boring routine to set their eyes on them. Small whispers spread through each ear of the returning of their heir and his mate. Only Garland takes the opportunity to break out of his group and went to meet his friend.
"Hey Brooklyn, welcome back!" he said, as he take his side beside Brooklyn; Jess maintain to the other side. "How did it go?"
The three of them head down to one of the halls leading to the mating couples' dorms.
"Everything was worth it at the end," Brooklyn said. "To be with her for eternity is all I asked."
As they reach to Brooklyn and Jess's dorm room, Jess went to ask Brooklyn if she could take his bag, since he was in a middle of a conversation with his friend, as Jess could have guessed. Brooklyn nods and thanks her, before handing his bag to her, and Jess went in their room.
"But do have you regret all of this? That you are losing your freedom to be with a fledgling; she may be a toddler at her rank, but she is and everyone knows that she has to follow her first twenty years as a fledgling."
"Do you ever learn Garland?"
"Learn about what?"
"Love…has no boundaries. It is not a burden, nor has expectations for two to be together. As long as we love each other for which we are, we will never fall apart."
Garland didn't know what to say about this, he is about to reply something, before being interrupted by another vampire.
"Brooklyn, Boris wants to see you and you mate at the throne room this instant," the vampire said.
"I'll be there with Jess."
Both Brooklyn and Jess walk with the vampire to the halls that lead to the doors of the throne room.
It's been a while since they have come back here. Probably over a week ago that they went in the room. To confirm of Jess's new rankings, and of course having all of the clan to witness the agreement of the mating between herself and Brooklyn.
The doors open, revealing the throne room, the same as before, with occupants- mostly males- training on defense. Boris is sitting on the throne as always admiring the clans' power over the years he ruled.
As both of them are closer to the raised dais, each vampire they have past stops dead on their tracks and stares at them, of some importance or something bad.
But when Boris sees the two, he stands up from his seat, and stares as both Brooklyn and Jess bows down at him in fluid grace.
"Welcome back to Blood Trillium Brooklyn…and Jess," he said as he looks to Brooklyn before looking at Jess. "I suspect that your moment together was thrilling."
The vampires went back to their business of training. Once of importance is now something they shrug off.
"It has been," Brooklyn said before getting up to his feet. Jess follows up, and looks at Boris.
A nice attitude suiting for someone sinister… A quick instinct makes Jess believe that he isn't happy at all.
"So what have you been doing while you were absent from your home?"
She knows Boris doesn't like them being together. Being happy of their mating when he tried to get her to mate with him… She knows he's trying to fool them, but she does not buy it at all, since she experienced it first hand.
"An experience that although can be understanding, cannot be reveal for it is powerful for explanation among the others," Brooklyn answered.
Boris pats Brooklyn's shoulder and said, "That's my boy."
Then Boris looks at Jess with a quick glimpse, but turns back to Brooklyn and then asked, "Have you two fed recently tonight?"
"Only a little, before we arrived here…"
"You know that even a little can cause more pain…So I suggest you two get well enough to keep it under control. In the meantime, after settling in and blood to help, there are duties for the both of you to attend, as heir, and apprentice of the leader for the females.
"Jessica, Morganna is expecting you to go to the neutral grounds tonight, for a quick chat on your schedule. And as for you… there are some forms to fill in, in the next week or two. Aside from that, there are errands to be arrange for blood supplies, and teaching a few defense lessons to your fellow members. With that done, you two are dismissed for the night, and Jessica don't forget."
"Thank you," both Brooklyn and Jess said, before they left the throne room.
Their feet echo to the floor, the door opens for them to exit the room, and the sound of the door shutting indicates that they are gone for now.
As the vampires continue to do their own businesses, one of Boris's hand turns into an angry fist, before going back to take his seat.
Grudges can come and grow easy, and it is hard to break it, till something is satisfying.
Brooklyn brought the cups of blood to their dorm, for him and Jess to drink, as Jess went to start unpacking her clothing, and sorting them for the laundry.
When the paper door opens, Jess turns to see Brooklyn. He heads towards her handing her a cup, as Jess stops what she is doing to accept it.
"As soon as we are done, I'll escort you to the grounds to meet with Morgan. It must be only for a few minutes, since it would be a short meeting as Boris said."
Brooklyn brought the cup to his lips to drink the blood for a few seconds before pulling it back.
Jess takes a small sip of her cup, but the moment of hearing Boris's name made her feel edgy and concern. She knows he's trying to pull an act, so why not tell Brooklyn?
"Something isn't right about Boris."
Brooklyn looks at her, "What do you mean by that?"
"He doesn't approve of our mating, though it's too late."
"He seems to be happy about it-"
"Looks can be deceiving," Jess said in a cold tone.
"Wait… you mean-"
"Yes." Her heart ached badly, because it is fear that is covering her heart. "He still interests in me."
A flinch in Brooklyn's body came it him from hearing this. The anger is building in him; he could feel it in his heart.
"But how did you know about this?" he asked.
Jess bit her lip gently, afraid to tell him how she knows.
Brooklyn could feel it, that whatever she may tell it won't be a good thing.
With a deep breath she responds:
"H-he asked me to mate with him…"
Brooklyn didn't know the anger was unleashed, till too late. For all he could hear is glass breaking, blood splatter on the floor, and a fearful Jess calling him: "Brooklyn!"
He looks to his hand and notices that he have broken his glass, his hand in a fist with bits of shards of the glass sticking out from his palms, blood caked his hands, and he could smell his own blood mixing with the blood he was drinking.
The pain came to him, and he hissed at it before it numbed him.
When Jess came to him, her hands went to unfold his to reveal the damage. Some of the bloody glass shards have fall down to the hardwood floor where a shallow small puddle of blood and broken glass lay. Her eyes open to see blood, but four different pieces of the object have penetrated his palm.
"Come with me," Jess requested.
Following Jess, she is leading Brooklyn into the shower area for the mated couple.
Going to the nearest sink, Jess turns on the taps for lukewarm water to come down. Once done, she places Brooklyn's hand little by little to wash the blood away. The blood blends with the running water before disappearing in the sink hole.
A while have past to clean the blood, and once the skin of his hand is clear Jess removes Brooklyn's hand from the sink, and turning off the taps. Jess observes his hand for a bit, seeing the shards clean, and small fresh blood escaping the minor wounds. With one hand holding his, Jess's other hand went to pinch the tip of one of the shards.
"This may hurt…"
She pulls the shard out of Brooklyn's hand with gentle and ease, and once she removes it showing the blood that dug in his palms, she places it next to the sink.
She did this to the remaining three shards, not aware to how Brooklyn is feeling about what have happened. She doesn't know if he is under great emotion from the pain from the glass, or even knowing that Boris tried to offer her to mate with him.
"I am sorry to cause a drama of what you said," Brooklyn said to Jess. "My anger have lashed out to know this…When did this happened?"
She is at the last shard to pull out Brooklyn's flesh, when she told him her answer.
"It was a few days after I told you what he has done to me."
His eyes widen in surprise.
"He asks you to mate with him, after he tried to rape you?! This is unbelievable!"
"I know. That is why I knew from the start that he explains to me about mating that I refused… I have made a promise to you that I would be with you, remember?"
"Yes, if anything goes wrong, we would be together in secret, the marriage proposal I did for you." He smiles of his memory, though it was devastating to know what happened to her, the promise seems to be the best moment.
The last shard was removed, and she put it aside with the rest, and as before she places his hand underneath the tap, and let the water run for a bit on his skin.
"Jess, if you know that he is up to no good, keep your distance from him. It's not much, but he knows that he can't harm you in any way since you are under my protection with the mating agreement. Can you do that?"
Turning off the tap water, she looks up to him, and in a soft smile she responds: "Sure."
He returns her smile, but stops to look at his hand.
"Don't worry about my hand it will heal fully soon enough."
She takes a look at his hand and notices the cuts are smaller when she saw them after plucking out the shards.
"Alright, I'll go clean up the mess…"
"No. No. I'll handle that, since I caused it to happen."
The next few days seem to fly by, after both Brooklyn and Jess returned to Blood Trillium.
Jess kept her promise to Brooklyn to keep her distance as much as possible from Boris. It wasn't a problem for Jess at all, since Morgan has been keeping Jess busy with her training and being an assistant to her. Jess so far has completed the basics of dance, and knows every musical instrument used to perform in some ceremonies and concerts held for the vampire clans. Whenever she's not doing music or dance, Morgan would request Jess to record on her agendas of meetings, and expectations for the week.
Brooklyn has nonstop been helping fellow male vampires on defense lessons, and gave them rounds to battle with him to give them the full practices of technique, balance and strategy. When ever he was not training, he'd be gone out of the Blood Trillium building to help out with assignments such as blood supplies, and keeping watch on the territory for unexpected intruders.
No matter how busy they get, they would encounter each other in small talks. In break times for them, they would dine of blood seating on a table far from the vampires in the lobby. The even take their time to return to the building when Brooklyn escorts her out from the neutral grounds, as part of the agreement of their mating contract.
They have been busy, and were able to be together. No one has ever separated them of their rankings; no hatred came out like fire blasts from the females and males, just soft bitter words of jealousy. Even though Jess was now getting to feel that everything is all right, Brooklyn thought that no one can harm them any more; their love powerful to be free of obstacles…
…Yet…
…there are ways to knock down a wall…ways to go through a crack…
"Jess, how come you are here, when you can be outside on this lovely night?"
Jess looks up to see Brooklyn, at the doorway of the library. He walks to her as she went to look down at her work.
Morgan gave her a small job to have the invitations prepared by tomorrow night. The invitations are only to those who will be in attendance to see the female vampires and their performances in a theatre that was arranged for the supernatural to book it for the night.
"I have to get these invitations done by tomorrow. For the concert..." Jess said.
Brooklyn takes a look at the display on the desk. Empty envelopes on the left side, the actual invitations in front of Jess, giving the information on the event, and the envelopes sealed with the invitations to the right.
"Oh, yes…" Brooklyn said. "Are you going to perform?"
She looks up to him, as she holds the envelope and the next invitation that lay at the top of the rest.
"No… But I'm not sure, if I am going to help out."
Putting the invitation in, she seals the envelope with quick licks, and pressing it to close and put it aside with the pile of completed invitations.
Picking up another envelope and an invitation, she looks up at Brooklyn. "Is there something you want to say?"
"Indeed there is…" Brooklyn answered. "Plan B was to see you at the concert if you were going to perform, but I may know of to why you won't be able to be part of the show…"
Putting the next sealed enveloped aside, Jess became confused. "Plan B?"
"Plan A is a date, unless you are going to be busy behind the scenes."
"If I am not busy on that night, what are you planning as a date?"
"How about going rocking on a lake that is outside of the city? Don't worry, where we are going and when one of the employees is a vampire, and can allow us to go in without a hitch. Jess…I made sure of it, because I know it pains you that people you know and love are still looking for you."
She feels sad all of the sudden to recall what she have made that very same night. Pain of emotional agony claims her of her choice to protect Brooklyn, when she has cost her own human life to be alive as a vampire. She knows that the people are still out there, looking for her. Friends, roommates, employees and an employer at the café she used to work. But mostly her family…They can't go to Japan to look for her…all they can do is pray for her return, which Jess knows that she can't go back.
"Yes… I miss them dearly."
Brooklyn knows that what he has said caused Jess to go in this state. He is sorrier for her to live this life; to be forced on her at her unfortunate hour, when he was changed as a choice; though he felt he didn't have a choice himself. He can recall that very same night over two centuries; to live as a vampire or die as the vampire's meal.
Luckily, Jess wants to end the sad moment quickly.
"What time is it?"
"The sun will not rise in a few hours…Probably three in the morning."
Jess takes a look at work she needs to do, before taking a glance at Brooklyn.
"Can you help me out to finish this?" she asked.
"Anything to help you."
Jess smiles at his acceptance, so she split the envelopes and the letters evenly for him to work out. Holding the letters in her hands, she holds them to Brooklyn, in which he accepts the letters without hesitation. Unfortunately, as Brooklyn pulls the letters away, Jess too late to remove her own, felt a small sting at her finger. She allows a short small breath of pain and hissing, caught Brooklyn's concern.
Pulling her hand quickly and Brooklyn to place the papers away to take a quick look at the back side of her hand. Jess could see a bead of blood growing steadily before gliding slowly at her finger tip. She did not notice until Brooklyn's hand made contact with her own, as he pull her hand towards him. Jess stands up to help Brooklyn more, even though she did not know what he is doing.
He observes the small cut, sniff the scent of her blood. But it is put aside, when Brooklyn place the finger with the cut to his lips. He closes his eyes as if it is a kiss. Jess then feels something wet lick the cut on her finger. He pulls her finger away from his lips, opening his eyes for Jess to look at it. He let goes, when Jess saw no cut appeared on her finger. She thought for a minute that she felt the small sting, and yet no wounds were ever created from minor inflict.
"Shall we finish this job off? You can thank me later when we return to our dorm…"
"Yes," Jess said, nodding her head to prove her word.
Even a drop of blood, virgin or not…can have its scent to crawl further depending how long, the wound is not treated.
Her scent flows through the partial open doors of the library.
He was minding his own business. He has already file a few documents for building a private business to gain more profit for the clan to use, and the call from Morgan to attend the performance to see the females of his clan show their skills in music and dance. Going down the hallway, he just past the library when it brushes him likes a soft breeze, his nose sniffing sweetness.
Stopping himself from continuing to head back to the throne room, his breathing begins to quicken. A craving that has been with him for more than 800 years when blessed and cursed of becoming a vampire; but it was as if he was still a fledgling craving the first taste of blood.
The scent is sweet of honey, with a mixture of winter and springs newly bloom flowers. His mind floods to recall who blood scent is it. Having to sleep with half of the female vampires in Blood Trillium, none could have this delicious blood…except…her!
Slowly going close to the library doors, his blood red eye peeks through the opening crack. Taking a glimpse through the darken room, he could see two figures. His eyes then became to identify the two people at present in the room. The flame colour hair, and his white jacket and matching colour pants; he knows it is Brooklyn. Then his eyes take a look at a brunette with eyes of an aquamarine with grey around the pupils. It is her, the fledgling.
No other female, but her has the blood of a virgin when they have become vampires. His fangs lengthen to crave that blood once more. It has been over four months since he has savor a delightful meal, yet it could have been completed if he have taken her on his bed right there and then, when she was unconscious and helpless. And now, it is as if that memory is nothing; her blood addicting, is calling him to have it once more. Like a druggie on heroin, it is tempting.
He soon sees Brooklyn and Jess walking outside of the library, and he quickly hides in the shadows of another hallway. His eyes look at the couple at the front of the library. They didn't seem to be knowing of another presence, with his luck to hide in the shadows; the only way that vampires have survived the whole world for as long as civilization in ancient history.
She is carrying a pile of envelopes, sealed that is tied together with a string. With one of her hands holding it, Brooklyn grasps the other with his own hand. Both curl their fingers together firmly, and they stare at each other as if they are the only ones in the hallway or in the building together.
"Shall we get ready, love?" Brooklyn asked, bringing a kiss to her hand.
His ears perk up to hear any words that can escape from them. He could hear Jess giggles at Brooklyn's question.
Soon, they both walk down the hallway, and in doing so, Brooklyn's hand that once hold her hand, is now letting go. But his arm drapes around her shoulder bringing her closer to him.
As they are out of sight, he comes out of the shadows of the hall, and stares down at the hall where Brooklyn and Jess once have been walking down to.
He needs to drink her blood once more; but how? They are bind as mates, and no one can harm them through the protection of one another; particularly Brooklyn protecting Jess.
It is the night of the performance, and luck is on Jess's side, when Morgan told her that she won't help out throughout the entire concert.
So with everything going good, she contacted Brooklyn with her cell-phone and told him the good news. Both agreed to meet at Blood Trillium before heading to the boating docks.
Next thing they know, Brooklyn brings her and himself over there with quick speed.
Arrangements have been done within a few minutes. Brooklyn has paid the vampire employee of the boat business to lend them a boat for an hour at the deserted lake.
Stepping on to the boat, Jess takes a seat on the small bench, as Brooklyn gets prepared with the oars, and rows them off the shores into the dark-blue lake.
He kept rowing till they were in the middle of the area, with the land a few kilometers away.
They spent the whole hour looking up at the cloudless night sky, seeing the many stars that glitter of a night jewel. Both of them lay down on the boat, snuggled together in their arms, and exchange of few kisses here and there.
As the hour past Brooklyn rows back to the shores, thanking the vampire for their date to happen. However, Jess senses a tingle on her back; feeling the presence of another person…or vampire?
She feels eyes are watching them, urging her to take a look behind her. And when she did there is nothing, just two one-storey buildings that is the office and the area where all boats are hold and take care of. She let some of it go, but keeps herself closer to Brooklyn for comfort.
He sees them in the lobby, at the far tables, away from most of the vampires relaxing there. He looks upon the catwalk on the second floor, staring at Brooklyn and Jess.
Sitting around a small circular table, they sit in two chairs that they brought closer to them. On top of the table is two cups of blood, half-full; they have a few sips once every few minutes, to satisfy their thirst.
If only they could know how thirsty he is… No blood, from animal or human can silence the craving for more. He needed her blood.
Continuing on his observation, he could see the two holding hands. Brooklyn leans in to whisper to Jess's ear that he couldn't hear on what he is saying. But a moment later, she giggles silently and smiles at him. What is funny? They look at each other, before Brooklyn kisses her on her forehead. A loving affection between the two…
He doesn't believe in love…he believes that Brooklyn has requested to mate with her in the first place, just because of her virgin blood. He knows of the mating protection and how Brooklyn can get all the blood he wants from her to crave the sweetness of her life's essence. Even more that he knows Brooklyn has taken her virginity away… He lost the competition…but the battle is not over…
Because these past few days, he as been observing them; with duty as an elder to have some minor delays. He discovers that they are always together. Brooklyn never leaves Jess alone from his sight. It's part of the contract that Brooklyn must protect her since she can't use any defense moves taught and trained by the older vampires.
So all he needs to do is to get them separated…one that will leave Brooklyn away from where she can't be protected, and the other to be a good isolated location for him to feast on her blood once more…
Now the issue is how?
"Brooklyn, I am going to retire for the rest of the night after I have gone out to hunt," Boris explained to Brooklyn.
Both he and Brooklyn are at his study room; Boris called upon Brooklyn to be here.
"I want you to work on the things at my desk, while I am resting. Is that understood?"
"Yes, sir," Brooklyn answered.
"Good." Boris pats Brooklyn on the shoulders. "I'll see you tomorrow night."
Boris walks out of his office, as Brooklyn went to sit behind the desk and begin looking at the documents and letters to be written. He stops and turns to face Brooklyn.
"And Brooklyn?"
"Yes."
"I forgot to tell you a few things. Incase if any member wishes to speak to me, or if there is any problems, please record it so I can deal with it when I get back."
"As you wish, sir."
Boris leaves Brooklyn to his assignment, as he heads out of the office and out of the building to go on a quick hunt, and return with an eternal rest.
A few hours past, when Boris return to Blood Trillium, having a drink at the bar and finding a woman who was drinking away from the problems of the world. He helped her problems away by luring her in a dark isolated area, and he drink from her on the spot. He loved taking advantage of a pathetic weak human, especially a woman frail to die on the spot. He only drinks enough of her blood to make the woman unconscious so she'll never remember his encounter or her issues with last nights or whatever her problem is temporarily.
Entering into the building, there are a few vampires in the lobby, talking and smoking as they have for many decades. He could hear the faint voice chatting on gossip, nothing of importance…
"A date, Brooklyn?"
That voice is familiar to Boris; recalling that it is the fledgling that causes the aching of his thirst for her blood, this past week.
"Where?"
His eyes look for the girl, and he spots her. Up on the catwalk at the second floor, he sees her talking on a cell phone. The phone is at her ear, and the other hand underneath her elbow for lifting or support.
"A private club?"
She pauses before continuing.
"Uh, huh… Brooklyn you really plan it out so well…"
Just as he knows it, Brooklyn must be on the other side of the phone. Maybe he took a break to call her…
"On Saturday? What time?"
She nods at nobody but there is an agreement.
"Okay… Saturday at midnight? Is that when it opens?
"Uh, huh… Sure, it's not a problem… Okay… I love you."
She hangs up her cell phone, and leaves the catwalk, heading down the stairs to the main floor, and heading into the mating dormitory.
'It seems a 'date' has been made...' Boris thought, 'Maybe somehow I can get her alone…and keep Brooklyn away from this till I get my satisfaction.'
The only way he could crave his blood hunger on Jess, is to lure her alone in an area that Brooklyn will never find out. So their date… he needs to prevent it…
The Following Night
He takes a seat at his desk, after a night off yesterday to retire his duties.
The documents he had allowed Brooklyn to write and organize are completed. Along with it, contains a few vampires who have want to seek him in his office for reasons such at the look out on their territory for unsuspected intruders, blood supplies, along with a request to travel out of the country for a while.
Boris felt he choose a right person to be his heir for his sense of duty, but yet it angered that he has her as his mating partner.
Taking a look at the writings, he observes the information recorded, and is amaze to see how well this heir writes his calligraphy with fine strokes. The lessons he gave Brooklyn went very well, for someone raised in a gypsy family over two centuries, with mediocre knowledge of writing and reading. He senses Brooklyn to have a strong gift of talents and knowledge and it was just the change that got him everything successful all these years.
He touches the writings, and notices how the ink does not smear away to make a fade stain on the paper…
'Wait a minute... I can make my craving end, and it would be Brooklyn's writing to lure her and claim my fangs on her blood!'
Saturday Night
"To all Blood Trilliums members!" Boris said aloud as he enters into the lobby. All the members look up to him, and stop their activities.
Brooklyn just came out from the dormitory of the mating couples, in time to stop. This unexpected since Boris did not mention to Brooklyn of any possible tournaments being held soon. It is usually his duty to inform them in this area, so whatever it is must be important.
"As all of you must know we have had a few hunting events as a clan together last year, and I wish to have these events to continue. Though we have man successes, I have decided to a grand hunt tonight."
All went in hush conversations, but most were happy of the news that they are able to hunt again in a mass number.
"I wish for all of you to attend this event. Now the details… We will be hunting at the busiest streets containing clubs, and bars across this city. Thus groups will be divided to keep suspicions of unwanted activities from the law. Do all of you understand?"
They all replied yes, or nod their heads in agreement.
"Good. We will leave within the next half-hour, so be ready to hunt!"
Half-Hour Later
The last group of twenty to fifty vampires left the building leaving Boris alone at last. He will hunt, but not in the life or light of the city.
His speed brought him to the mating dorms, taking a few steps forward, and his feet barely made a sound. All he needs to do is to find their…
"I can't do it Brooklyn!"
"What do you mean? You are able at your rank, and even if you weren't, it is part of your life to hunt for human blood."
Boris hides in the dark shadows. He manages to hide to where their dorm is; at the right side.
"I know Brooklyn, but it's hard."
Jess was sitting on the futon, still wearing her pajamas. Beside her is a set of clothing for her to wear for their date, two towels, a hair-dryer, and her brush. Brooklyn is standing his hand on the desk.
"I can teach you… it could have been your first time. It seems hard, but you'll get the hang of it, and the next thing you know it will be easy to hunt in fifteen minutes."
"You don't understand…"
Quickly in his speed, Brooklyn went to sit on the futon beside Jess.
"What is it that I don't know?"
"It's just that…" Jess is looking into her thoughts on how to explain this to him. "It may be easy for you and maybe for the entire vampires here to hunt without regret. But there can be some who are sorry for those victims of the hunt. To me, drinking human blood, from a human is painful since I am draining a bit of their life away, and it's against their will to fall as a meal…
"I'm trying to say is that I don't want anything to hurt them for me to thirst for their blood. I don't want them to lose a bit of blood for me to live; they deserve it more than I have, to have against their will to give up for a vampire, and yet I don't want to hurt them…because I was them before…"
Somehow, Brooklyn could understand Jess's explanation. And it could have explained everything from the first night that she discovered that he brought her across to become a vampire. Refusing the first drink of blood, running off alone and accidentally kill an innocent human. But the most important one is she… Her mortal life span; the sun; anything that humans can do that vampires can't do, was taken away from her, but she clings on to one thing that makes her hang on from the depths of vampirism…morality.
"So you have stick to the last human characteristic that you want to keep from happening… The fact that you never want to hurt them even though it's for your own good."
"Yes…"
Brooklyn looks up to Jess, as she sees his ocean-blue eyes. Without hesitation, Brooklyn brought his arms to wrap around Jess and pull her closer to him. They stay there a moment, and Jess wishes for a sign to know if everything is all right…
"Then, I'll respect your choice."
She looks up to him.
"I have made you lose mostly everything because of me… You have risked so much when you got stabbed to protect me, just as if I was once human that night, for that moment. It's hard to lose friends, family, anything a human survives, and to give up your innocence to stay with me because you love me.
"So now Jess, all I ask of you is to never lose the human side that you have inside of you. As I said before we have officially mated, I love you dearly when you are yourself. Will you do that not just for me but for your own will?"
Water appears in her eyes, but she holds down the tears, as always that Brooklyn brings her emotions running high of his gentleness, promises, and is way to show his love and care-ness for her own good.
"I have…that is why I am still going."
Brooklyn cups her cheek, as he brings her mouth to cover his in a kiss tender for seconds before pulling back.
"And keep it strong."
"But Brooklyn it doesn't mean that I don't respect you views either. I'll see you later at the club after you hunt."
Twenty Minutes Later
Refreshed from a warm shower, and in comfortable clothing, Jess returns to her dorm with the used towels and pajamas in her hands.
When Brooklyn left to go out hunting, she was the only vampire to stay in the building, giving her some good quiet time to take a shower and get ready for their date tonight.
For tonight's date, she wears skinny-jeans of dark blue, black off-the shoulders top with wide sleeves, she wears her necklace of her birth-family; blue snowflake along silver chain, and the same metal locket Brooklyn gave her, and lastly boots.
Leaving the towels and her pajamas on the desk, she went to pick up a shoulder-handbag to pack in a cell-phone before she catches a glimpse of a small note on her bed.
Her first thoughts were that Brooklyn must have written this while she may have been in the shower rooms. Thus, this leaves him to write the note since he wanted to respect with her privacy. Picking up the note, she opens the fold to reveal his writing just as Jess knows from his calligraphy and from his name at the end.
A sudden change of location, as I found out that it is closed due to renovation. The location of the club is 22 Silver Brook Avenue. I hope to see you there soon.
Love Brooklyn
A sudden change?
She simply shrugs off the note, tossing it aside on the futon, and getting ready to go to the new location.
12:52 AM: 22 Silver Brook Avenue
"Excuse me, can you tell me where is 22 Silver Brook Avenue?" Jess asked as she spotted an elderly couple walking down the sidewalk. She shows them the address she written as a memo.
This trip has taken Jess two hours by subway to get to this area. It felt like a bad mistake to Jess since it is a very crowded area, and she is in fear of someone to notice her. On the contrary, too many is good than a few, since one face to identify is harder in thousands taking the route of the subway train.
When she arrived here, it seems as a ghost town. She thought even the few litters on the ground made it look creepy. A few lampposts flicker in light, but the rest are dead for who knows what the mayor is up to when money spending can be useful to help replace these dead things. All of the buildings that are stores are closed and she finds it interesting that they all closed close to sunset… strange.
"22 Silver Brook Avenue?" the elderly man asked.
"Yes."
"Isn't that the club's address?" replied the old lady.
From the looks of their faces to hear that, Jess could see confusion and fear.
"It is the address and you're just a few blocks closer to it; up north…but…"
"It has never been used for a couple of years now…A terrible dispute causes a fire there. Aside from that, next to it is a densely forest that contains within a graveyard…"
"And a lovely fountain," added the elderly woman, "But the fact that everything here closes at sundown indicates bad things that haunts in the night."
"So, I suggest that you leave this place… There is nothing here to explore."
The couple walks away from Jess, as they too vanished into the dark streets, leaving Jess all alone.
The club abandoned? It couldn't be according to Jess. She quickly went to the building that lay next to the forest. It was the last building up the block.
Hurrying up, she sees the windows and found it odd that they are all boarded up with wood. Jess check at the small plate above the door to show the number twenty-two. This is it, but it looks untouched from what the elderly couple told Jess. Even the door is boarded up, with graffiti red paint on it.
Why Brooklyn did consider this club when it has not been used in two years?
Jessica
Her ears perked up to hear a faint voice calling her name. She quickly looks at her surroundings, only to find herself alone in this area.
"Who's there?!" she called out to no one. Her voice went echoing down the streets.
Jessica…Come…
The voice seems to be calling her in the depths of the forest. Her sense tingle in fear, and yet curiosity consume her to figure out who is calling her.
"A densely forest that contains a graveyard."
"And a nice fountain…"
A fountain…Then a small hope came to Jess.
'Maybe Brooklyn planned it out all along,' she thought, 'to give her an address of a club abandon, and lure her to an isolated area with scenery such as the fountain.'
So quickly Jess takes her first steps into the forest, as everything was quiet this night. The only noises she could hear is her feet walking on grass, and a few sticks breaking underneath the pressure of her body.
She continues to walk deeper in the area, unaware of a shadow following her in grace and at great speed. Eyes watch her every move…her scent faintly can be sniff.
Jessica…Come…
Her feet then bring her to run down. Hearing the voice closer, meaning she must be near by.
Her thoughts wonder to what Brooklyn have planned out all along since he told her about going to a club. For one thing he did pick out a good spot to make her feel spook and find it odd that the area is isolated and dead at night.
Then the voice calling, it must be him.
A clearing came into view, and Jess could hear the rushing of water. The fountain! She is close by, as she could feel the coldness of the water, by the wind blowing against her body from her running.
Hurry…you are here! Come…Jessica come!
Coming out from the bushes and the trees with hang their branches low, Jess steps into a clearing of a small patch of land. And there it laid the fountain! It is a beautiful fountain to Jess, as she could see the water running out from the spouts of clay jars, being hold by three small angels woven in silk linens to cover their privacy. Their wings sculpted small and in vast details as she could see. The base of the fountain is round and two feet high with a wading pool of water.
The only thing that is missing is Brooklyn and his surprise.
"Okay Brooklyn, I am here!" she called. "You can come out now!"
Only silence replied to her, aside from the rushing waters.
The faint voice calls out once again.
Jessica… Jessica… Jessica…
This is starting to bug and scare her at the same time. What if the elderly couple says it's true; that things bumped in the night in this area? But in her mind she feels Brooklyn is playing a joke on her, but he isn't the type to do so.
Jessica… Jessica… Jessica…
"Brooklyn, stop this! This isn't funny anymore!" She yelled to her surroundings.
"Since when is Brooklyn involved?" called a sinister voice.
Her eyes widen to the hearing of that. Oh, no!
She turns quickly around to face the person that she fears, and cause too much pain and torture on her.
His body towers her over six feet; intimidating her. She could see his pale skin in the shadows that he comes out, and his blood-red eyes.
Boris.
Done this chapter! I am feeling sad that there are only two more chapters before its final farewell. I hope you enjoy it and don't forget to review!!!!
I'll be busy with a program I am attending for the week at the college of my choice, and I need to find out of my first weeks of classes before updating OBM.
See you soon,
StarlightAngel101