This story was not written on the Dream Weavers board, rather, before the group was created.
By: Aidah, TC, Kat, Chai, and Angel
Based on the novels by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes
Angel lay on the forest floor with a broken rib, punctured lung and a broken wrist. Kat had badly beaten her and now she was struggling to live. The blood was flowing into her lungs; she didn’t have much time. Dave and Shamira look down upon Angel trying to figure out how to help her.
"I've been channeling my own life into her but it’s just not enough. If I keep it up we're both going to die soon," said Shamira.
"Well channel my as well, I have a lot of energy and life," said Dave.
"I could kill you accidentally," said Shamira.
"I've lived a long live," replied Dave
"Alright," replied Shamira.
Shamira got Dave into position and started the ceremony. She opened up the doors to her life and then Angels and then Dave’s. She felt Dave’s energy go through her and enter Angel. Shamira pointed the energy to Angel’s lungs first, then her rib, then her wrist and whatever little pain she had.
Shamira started to feel lightheaded and knew that if she fainted she could kill all three of them, so she closed the energy and life gates of all of them. Angel only had minor scrapes and bruises left. Shamira fell into a faint. Dave checked to see if Shamira was ok then returned to Angel’s side. Angel opened her eyes and smiled. Angel's wounds had been healed but she was still missing a lot of blood and Dave knew it.
"Angel, your mostly healed but your still missing a lot of blood," said Dave in tears for the first time in hundreds of years.
"Could you get me to a hospital?" asked Angel weakly.
"I don’t think we have a enough time," replied Dave, "but I have another idea, you could feed off me but you would become a vampire. Would you do that?"
"You know me," said Angel smiling.
So she leaned over and fed. She felt his powerful blood flow down her throat as his power entered her. She felt her heart beat stop and her lungs we no longer needed.
She stopped feeding and soon fell asleep. Dave brought Shamira and Angel to his home to protect them forms the predators in the forest.
When Shamira woke Dave brought her back to her home and retrieved Angel’s things, along with her laptop and a note from Shamira.
When he returned he placed the things on a table and went to check on Angel she was gone, most likely to feed, so he decided to pay a visit to Kat.
"Kat!" yelled Dave
"Yes," purred Kat from behind him
"If you ever go near Angel again I swear I will cut out your heart with the knife of Arun!" yelled Dave
"WHAT!?!YOU MEAN SHE'S NOT DEAD???" screamed Kat.
"Well technically I am dead, but not in the way you wanted," replied Angel from behind Kat.
Kat quickly turned to face her.
Even though Angel was still weak from the fight with Kat, Dave knew she would become extremely strong, but Kat would still not fight her with Dave in the room.
"Come on Dave let's leave this pathetic, beast with herself," said Angel in a cocky way.
Angel and Dave both disappeared and then reappeared at Dave’s place a both Las Noches.
Angel noticed the laptop on the table and her things.
"So I guess by the way all my things are that u want me to stay with you...?" said Angel smiling.
"Well I was kind of hoping you would, you would give me some company" said Dave.
"I can give you more than that," replied Angel while walking back up the stairs.
She went and took a shower and changed and by then all her wounds had healed and now she was starting gain more and more power by the minute.
When she returned downstairs in her favorite outfit, a tight black see-through tank top and tight black flared leather pants she noticed the note. She picked it up and read it. It was from Shamira it just said that she was going to miss her and how she wished they could have stayed friends. Because Shamira had saved Angels life and Angel still had a partial good heart she decided to pay Shamira a visit later and stay friends with her even though she was now a vampire.
When Dave saw Angel in this very sexy outfit, his heart nearly started again.
"So shall we get a drink from Las Noches?" asked Angel
"Sure." Replied Dave.
Angel and Dave decided just to walk to Las Noches because Dave’s place was just above it. When he and angel stepped in everyone turned towards them. Angel had been very outgoing and cocky with Dave and Kat, but that was just because she had Dave's blood circling her system, still trying to settle. Now that it had settled, her human personality was returning. (As a human she was kind of shy, quiet, mysterious, trustworthy, a rebel and secretive. she was also a very friendly and nice person and was barely able to hang on to those personality traits). As everyone continued to stare Dave could read Angel’s and could tell she was kind of nervous with everyone to be staring, so he put his arm around her and they continued walking towards a table. They sat down near the bar.
"So this is Angel," said Chai appearing behind the bar.
"Hi Chai!" said Angel very modestly.
Dave just looked away from angel for a second then looked back.
"I came to tell you that Clint would like to speak with you privately," said Chai to Dave.
"Alright," replied Dave.
"Don't worry this wont take long, I'll be right back," said Dave to Angel.
"Don’t worry I'll be all right," replied Angel smiling at him.
Dave smiled back and then disappeared.
"Chai said you wished to see me?" said Dave leaning against the wall of Clint's house, Dave’s brother in flesh.
"Yeah I just wanted to know what happened to Angel, is she dead yet?" asked Clint.
"Yes Clint she is dead, and she is staying with me from now until eternity" said Dave laughing.
Clint just got a puzzled look on his face so Dave figured he'd explain what happened.
"She fed off me, she is now a creature of the night" replied Dave
"Oh man are you ****ting me?!" asked Clint kind of excited.
Many of the vampires in New Mayhem hated Angel for her stories. She had made many of them out to be weak and dumb and young. But there were a few that had forgiven her, such as Chai, TC, Scott, Bob and especially Dave and Clint because Dave secretly loved her and Clint because he loved Angel’s mother when she was alive.
"Well since she is now one of us, I must see her," replied Clint getting up.
Clint disappeared and Dave followed.
When Dave reappeared at Las Noches, Clint was sitting there with Angel.
So where are TC and Scott asked Clint?
"Angel!!! What up??" asked TC as she came into the bar dressed in her usual bagging dark blue jeans and a tight black spaghetti strap top and one of those long leather trench coats and black boots.
"Ya, know the same old thing." smiled Angel.
"Is it true, you’re a Vamp?" asked TC as she sat next to Angel on a barstool.
"Me a vampire, who knew." laughed Angel.
"Well welcome to the party that last for eternity." TC laughed. It was going to be great having Angel around.
"What will it be?" asked Chai to TC.
"A cooler light Chai." asked TC.
"Bottle or glass." said Chai.
"Bottle." replied TC.
"Hey, you that lying story-telling ***** Angel?" asked another vampire.
"Ya," said Angel.
"You want to make something out of it?" asked TC as she stood up and was nose to nose with the other vampire. She flashed her fangs in a threatening way.
"Ya, what if I do?" asked the other Vampire.
"Well you pick the wrong chick to mess with," said TC as she reached for her bottle of beer and cracked it over his head. Although it didn't hurt him it did stunned him, letting TC nail him with hard left and rights. TC changed into a tiger and was on him like a fly to horse****. She tore at his throat, ripping and tearing at his lungs. Something hit her hard in the back. She was changing back.
NO!! What the hell is happening! I can't change back now! Thought TC as she changed into her vampire form.
She felt blood running out of an open stab wound in her back. She got up and slammed into the guy, who stabbed her, they crashed into the window, and landed outside right by Dave and Clint. TC got up and saw Dave.
"Mean Vamp's, check on Angel," said TC, she was getting weak from loss of blood. All of a sudden everything went black.
She woke up, over her was Clint; he was holding her head.
She tried to stand up, but she was too weak.
"What happened?? Where am I? How'd I get he-" TC asked before Dave interrupted her.
“Don't try to talk. You're already too weak to walk. But to answer your questions...Remember that vamp you got into the fight with? Well his friend, Rosco, attacked you from behind and stabbed you in the back. Literally. He barely missed your heart. And you're in our secret lair under the railroad."
"Oh, thanks for bringing me here." TC said looking up at him gratefully.
"That was some night, huh?" Angel asked Dave, as the two of them slowly made their way back to his house. She was referring to the scenario earlier engaging TC and Rosco, and the fact that TC had nearly gotten killed by Rosco’s friend.
Angel shook her head slightly, and smiled.
Dave turned to look at her, and caught her smile.
"Why are you smiling?" he asked, slightly amused.
"Well . . ." she answered. "Today I become a vampire, and it’s just that I don’t see things like this happening . . . I guess it’s a little too much for me to take. I’m still getting used to having your blood flowing in mine, and everything . . ." her voice trailed off.
Squeezing Angel’s hands gently, he puts his left arm around her shoulders. Angel sighed and tilting her head slightly, she rested it on Dave’s shoulders lightly, snuggling up to him.
Hand in hand, they walked in silence, their foot splattering the little puddles of water on the hard concrete pavement.
A yielding moan escaped Angel’s mouth as Dave’s lips nibbled softly at her earlobes. She could feel the warmth exuding from his body, as their bodies and limbs pressed closer to each other. He pulled away slightly, and she could feel his deep brown eyes burning through her green emerald ones. Reaching out for her, he started to kiss her smooth lips, while his hands and fingers tenderly caressed her bare back. She responded to his touch, returning his kisses.
Angel paused for a moment only to help Dave unbutton his shirt. Her heartbeat augmented at the sight of his strong torso. Dave got on top of Angel, and she gasped lightly as the icy cold feeling of his gold crucifix slathered on her chest. His lips traveled down her neck as his hands traveled though the curves of her body.
Angel sighed with bliss and tried to withstand the pain at the same time, as Dave penetrated her. Her free arm stretched out and her fingers desperately grab at the sheets beneath them. Heavy breathing from a constricted throat, and she let out a strangled cry as pleasure coursed through her body.
Dave half-growled, half-purred in elation and ecstasy as he finished. Angel released her hold on Dave’s strong frame, and looked away, suddenly aware of her cheeks heating up with color. Dave brought Angel closer to him once again, and kissed her neck gently.
"I love you, my dark angel," he whispered into her ear, so softly that she can almost not hear him in the stillness of that night.
TC had blacked out many times that night; she was still really weak.
"I'm gonna try to stand up." said TC for the fifth time that night.
"No your not, your not strong enough to," said Clint.
"Don't tell me what I can do or what I can't do," said TC as she to get up from her position lying on the floor.
Clint gently pressed her shoulders down. Even though TC was weak she put up a good fight.
Okay, some guy named Clint, who I only know through Dave, is helping me. Weird. Thought TC as she again tries to stand up again. Clint being one of the strongest vampires had an easy time holding her down. He was stronger than her when she was normal.
"Let go off me you blood sucking moron,” said TC out of frustration as Clint held her down.
"Blood sucking moron!" laughed Clint as he swung one leg over to the other side of her body and pressed against her shoulders.
"Here, drink this,” said Clint as he slashed one of his wrists open and pressed it against TC mouth. He felt her lips press against his wrist and suck out some blood.
When she was done they both were tired so Clint carried her to the bed across the room and laid her down. He lay down beside her. TC not really meaning to put her head on his chest and fell into a much-needed rest. Clint closed his eyes.
"I love you too, Dave," said Angel as she hugged Dave close to her as if he might disappear.
Dave lay back on the bed bringing Angel with him. She lay with her head on his strong chest and a protective arm around his washboard stomach. He held onto her with his powerful arms. They lay intertwined in each other not wanting to leave the other, enjoying the aftermath of sex.
TC slowly awoke and looked around, she didn’t recognize her surroundings, and then remembered the fight, Dave and... she looked down and saw Clint. Even though she was angry with him for stepping in, she couldn't help but be attracted to him. He was gorgeous. He was powerful. She gently, not to wake him, tried to get up once again. She still had a bit of pain, but not even enough to notice. She felt as if nothing had even happened, what she didn’t realize is that that is the effect of Clint’s blood, because he is the first of the vampires. She slowly got off the bed and was walking towards the door when she heard...
"Leaving so soon?"
She spun around and saw Clint laying there staring intently at her.
Chai stood behind the bar handing out drinks, and talking with Scott, the leader of their line. Even though Scott had a very powerful mind, he was not as physically strong as Dave or Clint, but when a vampire has a strong mind they are hard to beat.
"I hope TC is ok," said Chai to Scott
"Yeah that vamp nearly got her heart, but Clint is with her so I’m not worried," replied Scott drinking down the dark red liquid.
"Yeah I guess your right," said Chai giving Scott a sexy smile and staring intently into his eyes.
"Well since everyone is gone and there are only a few people left here, what say we go have some "fun"...?" asked Chai.
"Sure," replied Scott knowing exactly what she meant by "Fun".
They both disappeared and reappeared at Scott’s apartment not far from Las Noches.
Kat and Bob had just returned to Las Noches from feeding off some muggers on a sleazy New York street.
When they saw that their friends, Dave, Angel, Clint, TC, Scott and Chai were no where to be seen they sat down a table.
"That’s odd, there is always at least one of them here," said Kat
"Yeah I wonder what happened?" said Bob.
Suddenly one of Bob's fledglings ran up to the two vampires, and explained what had happened to Angel and TC.
Bob still did not know Angel was now a vampire, but Kat did. Kat had hated her when she was a mortal but now that she was a vamp.
Maybe she isn't as big a little ***** as I thought she was, thought Kat
"What is Angel doing here?" asked Bob.
"Dave changed her, he let her feed off him," replied Kat with an evil look on her face.
"Oh well that is great, now she is one of us, and she will be very strong," replied Bob knowing Angel’s parents and past.
"Yeah great..." said Kat trailing off.
"Is someone jealous?" asked Bob very amused.
"HAHAHA! Hardly, of that little...angel...who do u takes me as Bob?" asked Kat.
"I take you as the fiery, mean, strong, wise Kat that I know you are" replied Bob moving closer to Kat.
Bob leaned over and kissed Kat.
"I like the way you take me," replied Kat smiling.
Angel awoke. She looked over at Dave and smiled, she really had fallen in love with him and wished to spend the rest of eternity with him.
Angel pulled on her black leather pants, her black tube top, her black see-through nylon flared sleeve top and her black boots and went to feed. After feeding off a man that was looking for children, she returned to New Mayhem. The thing about Angel is that she never feeds off a descent innocent person. Only muggers, child molesters and other bad people.
She decided to pay a visit to her friend, Shamira, she knew Shamira would be sleeping but wouldn’t mind her company.
Angel had to be careful though; Shamira's mother hated Angel. She says Angel is a traitor to the human race because she chose vampires over mortality, and she also had to be careful of Dominique Vida, the leader of the witches. As a mortal Angel hated Dominique, and now Dominique would surely kill angel if she got the chance.
Angel appeared outside Shamira’s house, and then appeared in her room. Angel covered Shamira's mouth with one hand to make sure she didn’t scream.
Shamira awoke very scared but calmed when she saw whom it was.
"What are you doing here?!?!" asked Shamira.
"I came to see you," replied angel smiling and hugging Shamira.
"I'm so glad you’re here," replied Shamira hugging angel back. "I missed you."
"I missed you too."
"So what’s it like being a vamp?" asked Shamira.
"It's great," replied Angel.
Angel and Shamira talked for hours, finally around 4:00 am angel said goodbye and promised to come back again now and then.
Angel returned to Dave’s place above Las Noches. She saw he was just putting on his shirt.
"There you are, I got worried when you weren’t there beside me," said Dave running to Angel.
"I went to feed and then visited..." Angel trailed off.
"Visited who?" asked Dave smiling.
"Shamira," replied Angel looking down at the ground.
"Shamira?!?" asked Dave surprised. "Do you realize how dangerous it is to be
friends with a witch?"
"Yes, I know all vampires hate witches and all witches hate vamps and everything but I don’t hate Shamira and she doesn’t hate me," replied Angel with a stubborn look on her face, "and I wont stop visiting her."
Dave’s face softened.
"Well just promise me you'll be careful when you see her."
"Okay, I promise," replied Angel kissing Dave.
"You don't expect me to stick around, now do you?" asked TC as she stood
there.
"Ya, why not?" questioned Clint as he walked to her.
"It's not my style," said TC.
"Well what if I want you to," said Clint put his palm of his hand on TC's cheek.
"Doesn't mean I'll stay," said TC.
Clint starred into her eyes. "Your going to go look for Rosco, aren't you?" asked Clint as he held her in one place.
"Ya, so what if I am?” she said as she tried to stay away.
Clint held her still.
"Clint, no fair, your stronger and your using it to your advantage," complained TC.
Clint laughed.
"So what if I am? It's the only way I can get you to listen to me," he said.
He stared in her eyes again. He leaned down and kissed her. As his lips pulled away TC changed in a red tailed hawk and flew away.
"Now that's not fair," shouted Clint as he began to change. He had change into a falcon and flew after her.
Kat and Bob wandered the streets late that night.
Feeding off the homeless and other people who had no names.
"Kat, what's wrong?" Bob asked, taking her in his arms.
"Nothing." she looked away, knowing that he could see into her mind, by looking into her eyes.
"Katherina, I have known you for over a hundred
years, what is wrong?"
"I just have this feeling that something isn't right."
"Don't worry. You know what'll take your mind off this?" he kissed her shoulder.
Kat smiled, "Your place or mine?"
Clint flew into an abandoned ally way and began kicking and throwing garbage cans.
"****!" He threw it and it bounced off a brick wall, "what the **** is wrong with her?"
He hid in the shadows until an unsuspecting man walked by, and Clint began stalking his prey.
Chai rolled over and rested her head against Scott's chest. She kissed his neck lightly and listened to his heavy breathing.
She swung her legs around and began to put her pants back on, but Scott grabbed her and pinned her on the bed.
"Ready for round two?" he said with a devious smile.
"I'm always ready for round two. But can YOU handle it?" Chai said that with a sexy smile and her eyebrow arched.
"You KNOW I can... now come here..." Scott said as he rolled and top of her and growled a bit as he started kissing down Chai's neck, and then her chest, making his way down to her "valley". This action was soon followed by pleasurable groans that were escaping Chai's lips...
"Mine." Bob said kissing her neck.
"Ok. But I sure hoped you clean up your apartment. It was pretty messy the last time I was over there." Kat said smiling.
"What’s the point? It's just gonna get messed up again anyway..." Bob said as they arrived at his house.
"You’re so bad...but I like it." Kat said already starting to take off her shirt as they closed the front door behind them...
Angel and Dave were kissing when all of a sudden a hawk flew through the window. All of a sudden, TC appeared from the hawk form and saw Angel and Dave kissing.
*COUGH* “Am I interrupting something?" asked TC smiling.
Dave and Angel pulled away.
"No not at all," said Angel smiling back at her.
"Did you want something TC?" asked Dave wanting to be 'alone' with Angel.
"Yeah I actually wanted to talk to Angel," replied TC. "Can we talk for a while, I kind of have some stuff on my mind."
"Yeah sure," said Angel "you don’t mind, right sweetie?"
"No not at all" said Dave wishing she would stay.
"Ok, let’s go for a walk, Las Noches is too hard to really talk in," said Angel getting her jacket.
"Ok, I'll meet you outside," replied TC disappearing.
"I promise I'll make it up to you sweetie," said Angel kissing Dave then disappearing.
Angel appeared outside and saw TC leaning against the wall of Las Noches.
"Let’s go," said Angel "so what did you want to talk about?"
"Well girl-to-girl, vamp-to-vamp, I wanted to talk to you about.... Clint," replied TC smiling slightly
"I see that smile," said Angel laughing, "so you really like him right?"
"Yeah, a lot," said TC starring off into the distance.
"But I don’t get it, I have only known him for maybe a day and I feel like I'm falling in love with him," said TC
"Wow!" said Angel. "Do you think he feels the same way?"
"I don’t know, he did kiss me, and helped me out, even though I hate it when people fight my battles for me, you know that," said TC
"HE KISSED YOU!!!" yelled Angel "CLINT!!!THE LEADER OF OUR KIND!!!THE
FIRST OF US!!!THE STRONGEST VAMPIRE IN THE WORLD?!?!?!"
"WAIT WAIT WAIT...THATS CLINT??? THE CLINT???" asked TC astonished
"Yeah how could you not know that??" asked Angel laughing.
"I don’t know, I didn’t realize it was him...OMIGOD!! I called him a blood sucking moron!!" said TC with a scared look on her face.
"WHAT?!?!" asked Angel laughing even harder.
"Shut up!" said TC pushing Angel laughing a bit herself.
"Look, Clint obviously likes you otherwise he would have seriously hurt you for the blood sucking moron thing. And I know he stepped in on your fight and I know how much you hate that but, honestly TC, I know you hate to hear this, but if he hadn’t you might not be here now, that knife was really close to your heart," said Angel.
"I know... but..." started TC "I just really like him, maybe even love him."
"Well all I can really say is that you and Clint would make a good pair, and maybe you should go talk to him..." said Angel.
"You think so?" asked TC to her friend.
"Ya, I do. Why don't you go find him," said Angel.
"I can't do that," said TC as they continued to walk.
"Why not?" asked Angel.
"I can't because when he kissed me, I change into a hawk and took off," she said.
"Oh," said Angel as the turned the corner.
"OMG!!!" said TC
"What?" questioned Angel.
"I fed off him!" said TC as she stopped walking.
"WOW, when did this happen?" asked Angel.
"I was really weak and I tried to stand up and he slit his wrist and I fed and then we fell asleep on the bed. I woke up and my head was on his chest, I thought I could make a clean getaway and go look for Rosco, and he stopped me and kissed me and I took off and came to look for you," said TC.
"Hey, I've been looking for you," said a voice from behind.
"Oh you have," said TC as she turn to face the person.
"I think we have something to finish," said the person.
"Ya, Rosco, we do." replied TC as she begin to change this time into a white tiger; she pounced on Rosco before he even had a chance to change form. She began to tear at his chest, clawing and his bones.
Angel pressed herself against the wall, when she suddenly saw a figure leap out of the ally way. She saw him change in mid leap. He was a lion.
I really hope this guy doesn't mess with TC, thought Angel. She knew better than to get involved in TC's fights.
The lion leaped on Rosco’s back, and turned him round. Roaring wildly, it started to slash Rosco’s chest. Blood profusely surged from the garish wound. The beast tore at his victim’s throat and its claws creating an unfathomable mess on Rosco’s skin. The lion’s dark eyes flashed slightly and in a swift move, it rose up and transformed to his original self.
"Clint!" Angel screamed. "Look out!"
Clint ducked slightly and grabbing Rosco by the waist, he hauled the other seriously injured vampire to the ground.
"Here Clint," Angel said, tossing him a sharp rusty metal rod that she found lying around.
Clint caught the metal rod, and without a second’s hesitation, staked it right into Rosco’s heart.
Rosco’s body burnt and was immediately evaporated into the air.
Clint got up from his kneeling position on the ground, and rushed to TC.
TC was lying on the floor, and had injuries on her right leg.
Clint’s face overshadowed with concern, as he stroked TC’s cheeks tenderly.
"What are we gonna do now, Clint?" Angel asked, worried about her friend.
Clint had a determined look on his face. He sighed and easily scooped TC into his strong arms.
"Clint . . ."
Clint looked down into TC’s eyes, and whispered, "You’re gonna be okay, sweetie."
Angel and Clint made their way back to Clint’s house.
"Well, well. Today must be my lucky day."
Angel and Clint both looked up. Clint’s eyes flashed.
Oh no, Angel thought. She swallowed hard and pretended to be tough.
The female standing a few feet in front of them smiled. She was wearing black leather pants and a long trench coat. Her eyes burnt into Angel’s and her face masked a look of pure hatred. Her long dark hair in the wind as her sensuous lips curled into another smile.
"What do you want Dominique?" Clint asked. In his voice, you can tell that he could not be bothered to have a duel with his enemy. All he wanted to do was get back and make sure that TC was okay.
Dominique took a step forward towards Clint, and laughed.
"You know what I want," she said simply, her eyes flitting down to the injured TC in Clint’s arms.
She raised one of her perfectly arched brows.
"No," Clint said firmly. "I don’t have time for you Dominique."
She laughed again, and then looking purely annoyed, her eyes flashing. She raised her right hand, and narrowed her eyes, sending Angel flying across until she hit an old truck that was parked at the narrow curb.
Angel lay on the pavement. Other than the wind knocked out of her, she was fine. When her breath returned, she changed into a raven and went to find Kat. She could easily heal TC.
Bob brushed some of Kat's hair out of her eyes and put his arm over her. They both lay on Bob's floor covered with his tablecloth.
"Kat, Kat!" Angel cried from the balcony.
"Angel?" Kat said, grabbing for Bob's long jacket to cover herself up. "What's wrong?"
"It's TC. She's hurt really badly and Clint's trying to fight off Dominique. "
"Alright, alright, give me a sec." She turned on a heel and ran to change. She came back a second later wearing her black jeans and one of Bob's black shirts.
"Let's go."
They both flew out of the window, with Bob not too far behind.
"Back the **** off Dominique." Clint warned in a flat and final tone.
"Is that the way to talk to me?" She put her hand on his cheek; "after all we've been through?"
"You heard him, back off Dominique." Kat said, landing on one knee and making her way over to where TC was lying.
"Ohhh, if it isn't kitty-Kat. Run along and play with a ball of yarn." She tilted her head to the side and Kat was lifted 18 feet into the air.
When she went to let go, Kat flew back up and landed beside a barely breathing TC.
I have to help them, Angel thought to herself, but how?
"AAAAAANNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEELLLLLLL!!!!" screamed TC as she begin to change in Clint's arms. Clint looked down and saw TC changing.
That can't be possible, she not strong enough, he thought as the weight of the animal that she had chosen caused him to drop her. From the form of TC appeared a wolf. She attacks Dominique. TC being really weak was easy defeated if it had not been for Clint, Dominique would have kill TC. TC limped over to the unconscious Angel. She changed back into her human form with her last once of strength.
"Angel, I'm so sorry. Dude you can't die now. We have to have a party for eternity!" whispered TC before she blacked out.
Clint continued fighting Dominique, even though he was extremely strong, so was Dominique, which gave Clint some trouble defeating her. Bob noticed Clint having a bit of trouble and decided to help him. Kat saw that Angel and TC were both unconscious and decided that this was not the best place for them to be at the moment, so she went over to the girls and made the three of them disappear, to Dave’s place.
Kat arrived with the two girls at Dave’s place and called out to Dave.
"Dave!!! Come help me!!!" yelled Kat.
Dave came running down the stairs and got very worried when he saw Angel and TC.
"What happened?" asked Dave sitting down beside Angel on the couch
"Dominique arrived and hit Angel and knocked her out, and I don’t know what happened to TC," replied Kat.
"Rosco showed up and TC and him fought again," replied Angel waking up.
"Angel!" said Kat turning towards her "You’re ok!"
"Of course I am, you think I'm gonna let some stupid ass vampire hunter get the best of me," replied Angel trying to get up, she still was a little light headed but was regaining strength fast, like all vampires do.
"Kat you should stay here with TC, and Dave maybe you should go see if Clint and Bob are alright with Dominique," said Angel taking charge of the situation.
"I'll be back in a while."
"Hey wait, where are you goin..." started Kat and Dave but before they could finish Angel had changed into an eagle and flew out the window.
She decided to visit Shamira and find out why Dominique was in New Mayhem.
She first went to feed; it wasn’t safe to go near mortals while hungry. She quickly fed off some rapist in New York, and then flew to Shamira’s house.
She flew inside the window of Shamira and landed on a chair. She changed to her regular form and sat down.
Shamira was nowhere to be seen, but she heard her voice in the next room...
"How could you do this?? Angel is my friend, whether or not she is a vamp!" yelled Shamira to someone.
"She is evil, she chose evil or mortality, and so she will be destroyed like the others," replied what sounded like Shamira’s mother.
It was silent, all of a sudden she heard someone run up the stairs and straight towards the door. All of a sudden Shamira’s door swung open, Shamira ran inside and flew for the bed after slamming the door.
She was crying frantically.
Angel got off the chair and walked towards the bed, she sat down and hugged Shamira. Shamira jumped a bit but then hugged angel back when she realized it was her.
"What’s wrong?" asked Angel
"Ohmigod, I'm so glad your here, my mom just told me that Dominique has called forth all the vampire hunters and witches together. They are planning to attack New Mayhem and kill all the vamps." Replied Shamira sobbing. "Dominique vowed that she would not rest until every vamp in New Mayhem was dead, especially you because she knows how strong you are getting."
"Shh, its ok. No one is going to kill me," said Angel comforting Shamira.
"You don’t understand, Dominique hates you and is willing to die if that means your destruction," said Shamira looking into Angel’s eyes. "You have to leave New Mayhem, leave everyone."
"I will never leave my friends and Dave, I don’t run from anything, I’m a predator now, I’m not prey anymore" replied Angel.
Shamira knew Angel was not going to change her mind, and also knew she might have a slight chance of beating the vampire hunters, but she would need help.
"Look, if you won’t take my advice then let me help you, let me come to New Mayhem with you, I'll help train you. You have to learn to fight or Dominique WILL kill you." said Shamira getting up and packing some things into a backpack.
"I don’t think that is such a great idea, I know no vampire is aloud to kill a mortal in New Mayhem but that doesn’t mean they won’t hurt you..." said Angel trailing off.
"I don’t care, I can’t just sit back and watch you get slaughtered," replied Shamira.
"Alright, but you have to promise you won’t go anywhere without me," said Angel grabbing Shamira’s shoulders. "Promise me."
"Alright I promise," replied Shamira who shoved the last thing into her bag.
Just then they heard her mom coming up the stairs.
"It’s my mom!!" squeaked Shamira. "Quick, we have to leave now."
"Alright let's go," said Angel grabbing Shamira’s hand about to disappear when they heard.
"NO! You leave my daughter alone."
They both turned around and saw Shamira’s mother "You blood sucker, don’t you touch her."
"Mom, I asked Angel to take me with her, I won’t just let you kill her, so I’m going to New Mayhem," replied Shamira right before the two girls disappeared.
They appeared at Dave’s place to see Kat still comforting TC and trying to heal her.
Shamira suddenly got scared when Kat looked at her.
"What is she doing here?" Kat asked venomously, looking at Shamira, her deep brown eyes blazing. She doesn’t know who Shamira is, but was able to read the witch’s aura. Dropping TC lightly back on the soft mattress, she started to stoop down and hissed, her fangs showing.
Shamira held her breath, and tried to appear calm. Kat reminded her of poisonous venom.
Kat was able to read her aura and senses the fear in Shamira’s eyes. Angel walked up to Kat and tried to restrain her from pouncing on Shamira.
"Stop it, Kat," she said. "Shamira’s on our side."
Kat raised her eyebrows and looked at Shamira, trying to decipher the witch’s thoughts.
"Really?" Kat drawled on, moving inches closer to Shamira. She raised her arms and run her fingernails down Shamira’s face.
Don’t let yourself be pushed around, Shamira thought to herself. She pushed Kat’s arm away lightly, and looked ahead, appearing very calm, despite herself knowing that one wrong move could, might as well be her first step to death.
"Shamira!"
Shamira, Kat and Angel turned their heads towards the door. It was Dave.
"Oh Dave, thank god you’re here," cried Angel.
Dave got up beside Shamira, placing himself somewhere squarely in between her and Kat.
"What are you doing here, Shamira?" Dave asked.
"You know her?" Kat asked with a hint of shock in her voice.
"Yes, Kat. As a matter of fact, I do. Shamira is no harm to us," Dave replied, looking straight into Kat’s eyes.
A devious look past Kat’s eyes, and as fast as it appeared, it disappeared. She shrugged, and turns away, going back to TC.
"Don’t even think about whatever it is that is going on in that crude mind of yours, Kat," Dave warned his choice of words and tone, meaning business.
"I can’t believe it!" Dominique screamed, grabbing an old antique vase that was on the bluish porcelain table. The vase flew across the spacious lavishly decorated room, hitting the white walls squarely, its intricate details smashing into thousands of different shards of glass. She tossed her long dark hair behind her shoulders, her eyes flashing.
"What is your problem?" Arun asked absently, sitting on the zebra-striped couch. Yawning, she tilted her head to one side, as she flips through a glossy magazine.
"Don’t tell me you’re still getting so worked up just because of that silly little vamp," Arun continued.
"Arggh!" Dominique screamed again. "I just hate it when those stupid vampires do that."
"You’ll have a lot of other chances to get rid of them. We can start with Clint’s territory outside Las Noches. I’m sure those new greenhorns looking for victims to feed on will be fooled by us." Arun reasoned, referring to the part where the both of them don’t look like witches, and when they pretended to be helpless victims. Th stupid vamps feed on them, they’ll die as the poisonous blood invades their bodies.
"Our night will come, Dominique."
Bob closed the door to the lounge room of Las Noches behind him, shutting out the pulsating beats of the up-beat tempo music that was blaring in the pub.
Clint, Dave and Scott were sitting around the wooden table.
Bob heaved a sigh, and sank down to his seat. Looking expectantly at Clint, he took a long swag from the blue glass bottle containing a strong alcoholic brew.
"Are you sure Shamira is not dangerous?" Scott asked.
Dave looked up from the matchbox that he was fiddling with, and said, "Shamira was the one who saved Angel the last time Kat tried to kill her."
“But Angel was human then and a friend of hers. Now, Angel’s a creature of the dark, a vampire. And Shamira is after all, even though she’s from the Smoke line, still a witch. It’s against the rules or something," Scott replied.
"She healed TC too," Dave reminded Clint. He knew that Shamira was a witch and it was actually advisable not to interfere in each other’s affairs, but still, he couldn’t help but feel a little bit compassion for Angel. He felt that he needed to defend Shamira.
"So what are we gonna do now?" Bob asked.
Clint breathed in deeply and exhaled. "I guess we could give her the benefit of a doubt. But we have to be careful about what we reveal or what we do..." trailed off.
"She could be spying for Dominique," he finished.
Shamira got up from the bed, and went to the window. Looking down at the streets, she felt a light breeze blowing through the white muslin curtains, sending a shiver up her spine. She kept imagining what would happen to herself if Dominique ever finds out that she’s actually helping the vampires.
She heard someone come into the room. Averting her gaze from the bright neon lights on the streets, she turned around, and in the darkness, she made out Angel’s silhouette.
"Hey," Shamira whispered in the silent state of the room, her voice barely audible.
"What are you thinking about?" Angel asked softly, sinking her weight down onto the soft mattress.
"Nothing much," Shamira lied.
"How the **** are we gonna get out of this?" Kat said, putting her head into her lap and sitting on Bob's bed.
"Kat. I know Dominique. She won't do anything rash." Bob started playing with her hair.
"Besides, I'll be there to protect you."
Kat shot up like a bullet, "I DON'T need protection, I can take care of myself." She glared at him, and he just stared in astonishment.
"B...But Kat." he put his head on her neck " I'm sorry. Can you ever forgive me?"
Kat smiled and chuckled, "I always have."
Scott was sitting on a park bench, waiting for one of his followers to bring him news of the attack Dominique was planning.
Little did he know that while he sat there, Dominique was stalking little greenhorns outside town.
"Can we really trust her??" asked Kat to TC as the sat a Los Noches.
"If Angel can trust her then we can." said TC. She was still a little weak from the fight. She was mad at Clint for again interfering in her fight. She was really confused about their relationship now.
Friends or something more, she wondered.
"Ya, but hey, get real here TC she's a witch." said Kat as she took a drink.
"Look, she may be a witch but they all can't be bad, can they?" TC asked.
"Ya, they can." said Kat as she got up and left the bar. She needed time to think.
"Hey there sugar, want to take a ride on my pony?" said a sleazy, drunk Vampire that walked up and put his arm around TC as she sat on a barstool.
TC finished her beer, slammed the glass down on the counter and stood up.
"Look, you piece of trash, I wouldn't jump you if you were the last vampire on earth, no wait I have a better one then that, I would rather jump a mortal’s bones then yours." she said coldly to him.
"Well would you mind if I take what you won't give freely?” he said as he gruffly grabbed her arm and pressed his smelly, slobbering lips to her. She tried to push him off, but couldn't, she was still really weak from the fright.
Clint walked in a saw the other vampire all over TC. He saw TC tiring to squirm away but she couldn't seem to get away.
Anger exploded within him, like a fury he had never experienced before.
He rushed to where they were standing and grab the guy's shoulders and threw him into the wall across the room.
"TC, are you okay?" Clint asked, concerned, his dark eyes looking into hers.
TC wiped her lips and had this disgusted look on her face.
"Yeah, I’m fine. But I would really appreciate it if you let me fight my own battle," she replied despite herself.
Clint’s eyes flashed a look of hurt as he stared at TC. Did she mean anything when she said that?
Then he felt someone grab him from behind.
Turning instinctively, something in him snapped. Can’t all these *******s just let the guy here solve the obvious problem with the damsel? Urrgh!
His leg swung in the air and hit the jerk squarely in the face. Clint swooped down and prodded his fingers into the jerk’s chest and tore out his heart.
Looking down at his bloody fingers, he brought them up to his lips and licked them off. After he was done, he got up as if nothing had happened and almost as a second thought, spat on the guy.
He had a determined look on his face, as he saw that TC was no longer sitting there at the counter. She couldn’t have gone far, he thought as he got out the door, his duster* swishing against his long legs.
*Duster = some sort of long trench coat
"Angel, are you sure about this?" Dave asked softly.
Clint walked outside and looked around. He didn’t know where TC could be so he figured he might as well just look around for her.
Dave continued hugging Angel until she kind of pulled away and looked him in the eyes.
Shamira was still in the alley, talking with Dominique and Arun.
'Perfect, I found myself some blood' thought Chai happily as she begun to get closer.
Angel and Dave were flying overhead when they saw Scott sitting on a bench.
'OK I’m close enough...that human won't know what hit them.' Thought Chai as she began walking towards Shamira.
Just before Angel transformed into a white wolf she told Dave and Scott what the plan was. As she turned to transform and run, she saw Chai heading towards Shamira. She pointed out Chai to Dave and Scott. They all tried yelling to Chai with their minds but she had her shields up to keep from getting distracted. Scott frenziedly struggled to let go within Dave’s strong grasp of him. Tears of desperation form on the brinks of his eyelids. He cried out as the sharp dagger prodded through Chai’s heart. Dave’s hold on him loosened slightly; it was as if Dave himself was taken aback that Dominique had killed Chai. On second thoughts, he covered Scott’s mouth.
"Oh my...I cant believe Chai is gone." said Angel weeping.
"TC I just want to talk to you for a minute and ask you a few things." Replied Clint.
As Kat and Bob sat in Las Noches talking and kissing like usual they decided to visit Dave and Angel seeing as how Kat was warming up to Angel. The two vamps disappeared and reappeared at Dave’s place only to see the others crying.
"Like hell I couldn’t!!" Yelled Dave back at her getting very angry.
What Dave had said just wasn’t settling well in Angel’s mind. The only person she loved said he wanted her dead.
TC and Dominique had been fighting for a long time. They were both getting tired...then TC looked down and saw Dominique's knife. She quickly grabbed it and threw it at Dominique. It hit its mark right in the shoulder. All of a sudden Arun woke up to hear Dominique say:
As Scott looked down at Shamira, he couldn’t help but feel love for her, even though she was a witch. He finally understood Angel and how she just didn’t care that Shamira was a witch. It just didn’t matter.
*Outside*
“So does anyone have any suggestions?” Clint asked that night, at Las Noches. He looked at all one, two, three, four, five, six, seven of them.
Clint, Scott and Dave were near the clearing where the fight was gonna happen. There were checking out the surroundings.
Kat and Bob were getting together some weapons.
*The next day, an hour before Dominique was supposed to arrive*
Everyone was set up. Angel was standing in the middle of the clearing.
Kat hit the mat hard and managed a powerful sidekick to the ribs, in time to block a lethal blow to her throat. She was sweating profusely from the exertion. She scrambled to her feet, facing Bob in fighting stance.
TC had to go to her pad to get some things.
“Hey.”
Angel was at Dave's place hitting the punching bag.
TC and Clint had fallen a sleep entangled in each other.
Scott and Ashmira began a large make out session..
Kat and Bob continued to make out...
Las Noches was where everyone was supposed to meet.
TC walked in the door.
She blinked against the blinding lights. Groggily prying her eyelids open, she winced as a sharp pang shot up her injured limbs.
“Are you going to pay for that?”
"What?" Angel flared up, her eyes flashing.
"Don’t even get me starting into Shamira again," she warned. "What is the matter with you people? Stop thinking that she’s spying for Dominique!"
"Hey. I didn’t say that," Dave’s voice got louder.
Angel looked up, and Dave saw the tears in her eyes. His face softened and drew Angel into his arms.
"I’m sorry," he whispered lightly, as he stroked Angel’s back.
Shamira closed the door, trying to be as silent as possible. She didn’t want Angel and Dave to know that she had heard their conversation.
Heaving a sigh, Shamira got up and went to the nightstand. Opening a drawer, she took out a piece of paper and a pen.
Dear Angel & Dave,
Please don’t be mad at me. But I know that you and friends don’t welcome me here. I don’t want to impose on you anymore. I’m sorry, but I guess I should go back...
Shamira stopped and fling the pen across the room. Her fingers reached the piece of paper and crushed it. Her eyes flitted down to the floor warily as the balled up piece of paper dropped to the floor.
I should just leave, she thought.
I’m sorry Angel, she said silently as she closed the door lightly.
The rain slapped against the pavement and Shamira cursed lightly. Hugging herself closer, she pulled up the hood of her black sweater to her already rain-washed head. Running across the almost deserted streets, she got into a dark alley.
I could take shelter here till the rain stops, she thought, looking at the secluded corner with some sort of a roof overlooking it.
Shamira gingerly sat, and then heard voices approaching. She held her breath, but accidentally hit an empty box that caused the rest of the other boxes to fall down the steps like dominoes.
"Who’s that?"
"Oh, it’s you.
Shamira let go of the breath that she was holding since just now, and was almost relieved.
"Hey Dominique," she said, looking up at her leader.
"What are you doing here, Shamira?" Arun asked absently.
Shamira’s heartbeat augmented its pace slightly. Do they know?
"Er…shelter from the rain?" she answered half-jokingly.
It was a close shave for Shamira that Dominique didn’t hear the tints of waver in her voice when she answered just now.
"It’s about time you showed up," Dominique said.
"Yeah," Arun seconded. "We’ve been looking for you."
"We need you to help us to get rid of those mother-****ing blood suckers," Dominique drawled; disdain dripping from her every word.
"I’d love to help, but you know I’m from the smoke line," Shamira said, her eyes down, looking at everything else but not wanting to meet Dominique and Arun’s eyes.
He looked around for half an hour before he spotted her walking towards her place.
"TC! WAIT!" yelled Clint
"What do you want?" asked TC turning around
"So do you trust me about Shamira? Do you trust Shamira?" asked Angel starring straight into his eyes.
"Yes, if you can trust her, I can." replied Dave smiling at Angel.
"Ok, thanks."
"I’m gonna go talk to her, see if I can get any information from her about the witches" added Angel walking up the stairs.
Angel walked down the hall and knocked on Shamira’s door. There was no answer so she figured she was sleeping, so Angel opened the door and walked in.
She looked around and Shamira was nowhere to be seen. Angel looked down and saw a crumpled up piece of paper. She picked it up and read:
Dear Angel & Dave
Please don’t be mad at me. But I know that you and friends don’t welcome me here. I don’t want to impose on you anymore. I’m sorry, but I guess I should go back...
"Dave!!" screamed Angel starting to cry for the first time in a while.
Dave flew up the stairs and into the room. He ran to Angel and hugged her.
"Angel what’s wrong?"
"Its Shamira, she left! Do you realize how dangerous it is for a young witch to be here, ALONE." Yelled Angel
"OH GOD" said Dave as he read the letter.
"We have to find her,” said Angel already changing into a hawk and flying out the window.
Dave changed into a hawk as well and followed Angel.
"You may be from the Smoke Line, but you can still help" said Dominique
"How?" asked Shamira scared of what she might be made to do.
"Well you can be a decoy or something! You can lead some vampires over to us, then when they get here we will kill them" replied Arun.
"Um, I don't think I can do that, isn’t that aiding you to kill something, and well Smoke Line witches cant kill." replied Shamira trying to find any excuse not to kill a vampire.
"Don’t be stupid Shamira, its perfectly acceptable" replied Dominique.
"Yes, quite acceptable, now go stand out in that clearing and try to draw some vampires to you."
"OHH..." mumbled Shamira trying to think of how to get out of this.
Shamira walked out into the clearing and stood there, not aware that Chai, was already stalking her not aware it was Shamira.
They flew towards him and told him what Shamira had done. So Scott decided to help them look for her.
As the three of them were flying over a clearing in the city (New Mayhem) Angel spotted Shamira, but also The other two witches and Chai, so she directed the three of them behind a building.
She changed back into her human form and used her mind power to talk to Shamira.
'Shamira why did you leave and why are you standing in that clearing?' was what Shamira heard in her head. She thought back
'ANGEL!!DON'T COME NEAR ME, DOMINIQUE AND ARUN ARE WATCHING AND WAITING FOR A VAMPIRE TO COME NEAR ME SO THEY CAN KILL IT!' replied Shamira with her mind knowing Angel would hear.
'Your helping them...' asked Angel.
'No of course not, well yes in a way, but they are making me, they are my leaders, I can't just say I wont help them because I am helping the vampires! They would strip me of my powers and title as a witch, or even worse...kill me' thought Shamira starting to cry.
'Ok I understand, maybe I can run to you and make us disappear before they can get to me..."
'NO! They are waiting not too far away, you would have to be faster than a human.'
'Ok I'll transform into some kind of animal'
'Ok that might work...' replied Shamira
Dave had to hold Scott back so the three wouldn’t get discovered.
"Let me go, they'll kill her" said Scott getting frantic
"Scott they cant know we're here" said Dave "they'll kill us all, look at the weaponry they have!"
"I don’t care, I have to save her"
"Scott don’t, you cant" said Angel.
Angel used her mind to tell Shamira what was happening.
'Shamira! Chai is walking towards you, I don’t think she knows its you, she's gonna try to feed off you!'
Shamira turned around to see Chai running towards her
'OH ****!' yelled Shamira in her mind
Chai got to Shamira and hit her down, Dominique and Arun were already half way towards Chai and Shamira when Chai was about to start feeding off Shamira.
Chai grabbed Shamira around the head and neck when she realized it was her.
"Shamira?" asked Chai as she let go of Shamira "what are you doing here?"
"Chai look out!!!" yelled Shamira as Dominique stabbed Chai in the heart.
Through his gritted teeth, he said, "Don’t Scott. They’ll kill you."
Scott leaned against the concrete bricks for support and felt his knees buckling; he helplessly slid down the walls until he was no longer aware of what was happening. He had loss his sense in the world. He felt someone touched his shoulders lightly, and snapping out of his reverie, he turned his bloodshot eyes towards Dave. Dave offered him a sympathetic smile, and awkwardly extended out his arms. Scott took a moment and allowed himself to be cared for. He had lost the love of his life. He’s sad, and angry with Dominique and himself. He knows it’s a helpless situation.
Shamira dropped to her knees beside Chai’s body. She suddenly froze in place, and her eyes looking at the dagger in Chai’s heart. Reaching out gingerly, her fingers barely touching Chai when she faded away into the atmosphere. Shamira buried her face in her hands, and then amidst the chilly silence of the night, her cry broke out.
Dominique looked down at Shamira, at the double-crossing witch who was crying for the death for an enemy.
Shamira was suddenly aware of the menacing presence of Dominique in front of her. Wiping her tears away furiously, she looked up, her eyes red. Shamira had a determined look on her face as she looked up at her leader.
She saw Dominique’s leg swinging at her and then hitting her with quite a blow; she lay sprawling on the floor. Her frail body rising up with her strangled breathing, she received another blow from Dominique, who had sent her flying across the pavement.
Shamira desperately tried to look at Dominique, but it hurt her cause of the wounds on her face. A single drop of blood dripped down her chin. She swallowed deeply as Dominique and Arun stood before her. She had a pleading look on her face, though she knew that she’s close to death.
Closing her eyes, she felt a calm sensation took over her.
I must be dead now, she thought.
"Shamira?"
Groggily prying her eyelids, she tried to focus at the person’s face. Her vision was blurred, and she tried to sit up, she felt a gnawing sensation in every part of her body.
"Ow!"
"Hey, don’t try to sit up yet. You’re still weak," the voice said.
She reached out and found the person’s hands. Gripping it lightly, she started to murmur something but fell back into slumber.
Scott sat motionless in the chair staring listlessly at Shamira’s lifeless form on the white linen mattress. His blue eyes were dull as the pupils focused on the injured girl. Tears started to blind him. He was like a dead unresponsive person, blinking once just to get the tears that were collecting in the brim of his eyes to stream sluggishly, eternally down his ashen cheeks.
Registering again in his mind that Chai is gone; he let out a cry, howling in the silence of the room.
Scott felt someone squeezing the ends of his fingers lightly, and his eyes flitted down to Shamira. He wiped his tears away frantically with his other free hand, and held on to Shamira’s fingers tightly. Leaning down slightly nearer, he tried to look earnest as he smiled at Shamira.
Suddenly, instead of seeing Shamira lying there on the white sheets, he instead sees Chai’s face looking up at him.
"Chai . . ."
Scott’s voice faltered, and he immediately reached out to touch Chai. Then as quickly and suddenly that she came into sight, she disappeared and Scott sees Shamira again. He desperately looked up and his head turned around the room in frenzy, looking for his dead girlfriend.
Realizing that he had just hallucinated the whole thing, he hanged his head low in defeat.
Shamira’s hands rose up and Scott felt her fingers gently touching the base of his shoulders. Scott brought his frame up onto the mattress, careful not to hurt her. Feeling her hands gently on his back, he snuggled closer to her.
Shamira lightly caressed his back and bringing her face closer to the top of his head; she softly touched her lips to his soft brown hair. She could feel the warmth of his body (is this possible, I mean for a vampire?) and the steady beating of his heart against her own.
Scott turned to look up, and gazing intently into Shamira’s eyes, he scooted himself up slightly. Now his position is level with Shamira’s.
Leaning in slightly, his lips gingerly touched Shamira’s and then he pulled away slightly.
Moving in again, he kissed her lips softly, his thumb supporting her chin lightly. His tongue gently mingled with hers, as the kiss grew deeper. Shamira responded to his kisses.
Few moments later, the two of them lay sleeping in each other’s arms.
As Shamira and Scott lay in each others arms, Scott dreamt for the first time in hundreds of years:
He was standing in a forest with a beautiful woman, she was wearing a beautiful white dress. They were playing a game. As the woman ran and hid behind trees smiling at him, he laughed and chased after her. They were doing what they loved most when all of a sudden, another woman, in dark clothes ran up to the woman in the white dress and took her life with a knife. Then yet another woman in light clothing came from the sky and descended to the dying woman. She kneeled beside her and wept. All this had gone on right before his eyes in the dream and he was just helpless. The woman in dark clothing had disappeared and his love was slowly turning into little white lights that entered the woman in light clothing. Scott walked towards her and embraced her in a magical kiss, and as he kissed her, he felt a bit of his love in this woman, and realized that as long as he is with this woman, he would be happy no matter what happened...
All of a sudden Scott woke up. His eyes flew open and he looked over at Chai and smiled.
"Oh Angel come here, I know, I’ll miss her too,” said Dave embracing Angel into his arms on the couch as they quietly cried together at the loss of their friend.
"Why, why do you keep stepping in on my fights, and taking care of me and trying to talk to me?" asked TC in frustration.
"Why?! You want to know why?!!" asked Clint yelling.
"YES I WANT TO KNOW WHY!" yelled back TC.
"Because I love you" said Clint who’s voice softened.
TC just looked at him. Clint walked towards her, wrapped his very strong arms around her frame and kissed her, but this time she didn’t pull away. They stood embraced in each other kissing wildly.
Clint made them disappear and reappear at his place.
"What’s wrong?" asked Kat and Bob astonished to see them crying, especially Dave
"Chai's dead" replied Dave wiping away his tears and calming down
"WHAT?!?!" screamed Kat
"How??" asked Bob
"Dominique" replied Angel standing up with a foolish yet determined look on her face.
'The second no one is looking, I am gonna find Dominique and finish this once and for all' thought Angel
Because Dave had a strong, strong mind, he was able to read Angel's thoughts since she wasn’t putting up her shields.
"You are not going to find Dominique on your own" said Dave kind of mad that she would even consider that
"And who's going to stop me?!" said Angel "You?!?!"
"Yes!" replied Dave getting angry
"Ok I don’t think so, even if you wanted to you couldn’t stop me!" yelled Angel at him
Kat and Bob stood watching the couple fight for the first time. Bob knew Dave had a temper you shouldn’t mess with unless you have a death wish, but he also knew that since Angel is like Clint's direct fledgling she is stronger and could take Dave. Maybe not physically at the moment but in mind and power, and the more she works, soon it will be physically.
TC tried to pull away from Clint’s embrace.
~ Oh, hell no!! I will not be hurt again. I so tried of guys thinking that they can just say those three words and some kind of reaction from. No, never again will I fall in love. It hurts too much. ~ Thought TC as she focused her mind on becoming a timber wolf.
Clint didn't even realize that TC was changing tell it was to late.
"TC what the hell are you doing?" asked an angry Clint.
TC responded with an angry snarl. She showed her teeth. Clint began to change.
~ Oh you really think I'm going to say around for you to change and over power me, ya right, you think I'm some stupid human that has a haft of a brain.
~ She thought as she leaped over him and crashed threw the window and landed on the street and took of in an all out run. She headed to the forest.
She dashed behind a tree and began to change back into her vampire form.
"Well, what have we here?" said a voice all too familiar to TC.
~ ****, what the **** is this? Everyone ruin TC's life day? ~ Thought TC ~
I wonder if I have enough time to change, not a chance, no telling how many there are. Look's like it's my time to do what I love to do. Fight!!~
"Look's like a little lost vampy." said another voice TC recognized.
"Well, I didn't expect you to be roaming the forest, Dominique and Arun.
"Well, it looks like we get to kill another Vampire today,” said Arun" Must be our lucky day."
"What the **** are you talking about??" TC asked angrily.
~ Please, don't let be Angel. Oh please don't let it be her. Or Chai, Dave, Scott. ~ Thought TC. She couldn't even stand the thought of Angel being dead. Or Dave and Scott, they had been so nice to her in the past. Chai, oh funny Chai, over the years she and Chai had gotten closes, not as close as her an Angel but close. ~ Please let it be someone I don't know. ~
"Well, it seems Chai was a bit to careless, She mistaken Shamira for a human, our little trap work" laughed Dominique harshly.
~ Chai, NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!~ TC yelled in her head.
Fury washed over her like she never expected. Her friend, those *****es killed her friend.
"I'll see you in hell, Dominique for this." said TC as she lunged for Dominique.
TC was no fool, you see, years of living on he tough streets, fighting other vampires for food, never getting to close to anyone had taught her well. Dominique was strong and she was outnumbered with Arun there too, but Dominique miss calculated TC, she had no idea how mad TC could get.
Arun dive for TC at the exact moment Dominique took a swing at TC. TC ducked and Dominique hit Arun sending her flying into a tree, making her blackout.
"Look's like it's me and you." laughed TC as she bounded up a near by tree truck flipping backwards, with Dominique close behind her. TC hit the ground first with Dominique landed in front of her. Before Dominique could even turn around TC dropped kicked her in the head sending her flying in the tree truck. Dominique spun around and TC quickly disarmed her of the knife. Dominique pounced on TC sending them both flying into the ground with Dominique landing on top of TC.
"Looks like it's over TC" she Dominique as she reached for the knife and held it high above TC's head.
"No, Dominique, the question is are you afraid to die cause I'm not." said TC as she rocketed Dominique off her.
"No TC, I don’t mind dying as long as I kill that little *****, Angel like I did Chai." Said Dominique getting to her feet.
"You ****ing *****!" Yelled TC running at Dominique.
TC pushed Dominique into a tree and was punching her and then knocked the knife out of her hand...
"Bring it on then if you think your so tough you mother ****er!!" Screamed Angel getting into a fighting position.
Dave lunged into her stomach and sent her flying into and over the couch. She rolled him onto his back and she punched him right in the face. He hit her in the stomach and sent her flying across the room.
"You may be stronger than me physically, but your no match with mind power,” said Angel holding her stomach and then throwing her mind at Dave. That made him double over in pain and fall to his knees.
Angel threw another blow at him in anger. She was so upset about Chai and infuriated at Dominique that she didn’t realize what she was doing. Then she threw yet another that almost made Dave scream in pain. Angel's eyes turned a fiery red.
"Angel...stop!" yelled Kat running to her and making Angel look into her eyes.
Bob ran to Dave to see if he was ok. Bob helped Dave to his feet.
Angel shot Dave a look that could stun a viper.
"Angel get the hell out of here!" yelled Dave because he had just lost the second fight in his whole life. "I never want to see you again"
"Fine!" yelled back Angel
"I don’t care if Dominique does kill you, I should go find her and help her myself" screamed Dave at her
That last comment had really stung Angel in the heart. She loved Dave.
'How could he say that?' Angel asked herself that in her head.
Angel started to cry. She wiped away her tears furiously.
"Dave man that was really low...you don’t mean that" said Bob
"Na, Bob he means it, he was just using me, he never really loved me...just my blood!" said Angel quietly
"Angel you know that’s not true..." said Kat hugging her. Kat instantly felt really bad for Angel considering what Dave had just said.
"And you!" yelled Kat at Dave. She walked up to him and slapped him across the face as hard as she could. "How could you say that to ANYONE!?! Especially Angel!?!"
Angel just continued crying and crying. She couldn’t believe Dave had said that.
Dave said nothing except send death stares at Angel.
"I have nothing to keep me here so I’m gonna leave and find Dominique." said Angel "I’m sure her knife will find a good place in my heart"
"Angel No!" yelled Bob and Kat.
"Oh my god, what have I done?" said Dave starting to cry. "I cant believe I said that!"
"And now look, she's gonna get herself killed because of you!" yelled Bob.
'Well if that is what he wants then I’ll make it happen' thought Angel with tears running down her face as she looked for Dominique
"This isn’t over TC, we'll be back, and with more witches and vampire hunters!"
Dominique and Arun both ran into the woods and were out of sight within minutes.
"*****es!" yelled TC
She walked out of the woods, proud of herself. She had beaten the two strongest vampire hunters in the world and Clint hadn’t stepped in.
All of a sudden she saw Angel walking down the street, crying a lot. She ran over to Angel...
Shamira’s eyes slowly opened and she looked up and smiled.
Scott brushed her hair off her forehead affectionately, and just stood there, looking at her. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
“What?” Shamira asked. “Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?”
Scott chuckled softly and said, “No, there’s nothing on your face. You look just perfect..." and leaned in closer to her face and planted a kiss on the tip of her nose.
Shamira smiled and felt Scott’s lips touched hers.
“Now what are we gonna do?” Bob asked Kat, playing with her long dark hair.
Kat flashed him an annoying look, and shrugged.
“What are we gonna do about what?”
The two of them turned around and saw that Clint had pulled up a chair up at their table.
Clint scanned his eyes warily around the dark erotic Las Noches, and returned his gaze back at Kat and Bob.
“So what’s up?” he asked.
“What’s up?” Kat asked, arching her eyebrows, eyeing Clint with this incredulous look. “What’s down?”
“Yeah Clint,” Bob agreed. “What happened to you? No offence, but you looked like you had just lost your soul to Satan or something . . .”
Clint’s shoulders rose up and then down again, and he let out a heavy sigh. “It’s TC.”
“She still doesn’t believe that I love her. We were kissing when she suddenly changed into a wolf and tore out of the window,” he explained listlessly.
“Hey guys.”
Kat and Bob looked up and saw Scott’s figure looming over them. Scott moved past and slid into the booth, and revealed Shamira behind him.
Shamira just stood there feeling awkward and out of place.
Kat’s eyes flashed and she looked at Scott, shooting daggers at him.
‘What do you think you’re doing? There’s definitely something going on here. Chai just died and already you found someone else. And a witch for that matter.’ Kat sent her message across to Scott.
Scott ignored her, and reached out to pull Shamira down beside him.
“Ouch!”
“Oh,” Scott apologized. “I’m sorry. I forgot..."
Shamira cut him off, “It’s okay.”
Clint looked at Shamira and saw that her left arm was bandaged, and a small plaster on her forehead.
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked.
Shamira opened her mouth to answer, and then thought better of it.
“Shamira got injured while helping Chai,” Scott helped out, his voice thick while he mentioned Chai’s name.
“Dominique beat the crap out of her,” Bob continued.
Clint looked at Bob and then at Scott. He was still trying to get all those in, when Kat blurted flatly, “Chai’s dead.”
Clint’s neck snapped and he turned his attention to Kat.
“What did you say? Chai’s dead? When did all this happen?”
“Dominique stabbed her,” Shamira said.
For the next few minutes, Kat and Bob explained to Clint about what had happened the past day – about Dominique stabbing Chai and about what Dave said to Angel.
“So Dominique knows that you betrayed her?” Clint asked Shamira.
“Afraid so,” Shamira answered, and looked at Scott. He had been really quiet. She reached down and squeezed Scott’s fingers.
“And why the hell did Dave do such a stupid thing?”
“Angel, wait up!”
Angel brushed her tears away and stopped walking.
TC ran and caught up with her.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” TC asked Angel. It wasn’t like Angel to be like this. She is usually so much stronger. TC had never seen her friend cry like this before.
Angel started crying again and hugged TC.
TC held the girl close and tried to hush her down.
“Shh,” TC whispered. “It’s okay.”
Angel pushed TC away, and yelled, “No! No, it’s not okay!” Tears of frustration blinded her eyes and Angel dropped down on the pavement, her legs sloppily stretched out beneath her.
TC dropped down beside Angel and cautiously put one arm around Angel’s shoulders.
She slowly took Angel closer to her and stroked her back gently. TC shook her head slightly as Angel’s body shook uncontrollably as another fresh wave of tears hit her.
I swear I will get the person who made Angel feel this way, TC said in her heart, her jaw tight and her lips set in a determined mode.
“Excuse me,” Scott said, and got out of the booth. Everyone at the table stopped talking and turned to look at him.
Scott didn’t know what hit him. Maybe he just could not bear it any longer; just sitting they’re listening to them talk about his girlfriend. He started to walk faster.
Shamira frowned slightly and stared at Scott’s retreating form disappearing among the throng of dancers. A moment later, he reappeared at the door and left. Getting up, she started to run after him.
“Excuse me,” she said, squeezing past a couple dancing.
A male vampire looked at Shamira, and grabbed her as she went past him. He brought her petite frame up roughly and tried to smother her with his slobbering lips.
Shamira’s nose recoiled at the stench of the strong brew of alcohol on the moron’s breath, and pushed his face away.
“Urgh! Get lost!” Shamira said, and squealed herself out of the guy’s grasp.
Shamira ran out of Las Noches and into the narrow dark alleys of the area.
“Scott!” she cried.
Turning a corner, she saw him sitting on the steps of an old concrete factory. Scott’s head was bent low, and his shoulders were trembling.
Shamira swallowed hard, and took a measured step towards him.
Scott sensed a shadow looming in front of him, and looked up.
vSeeing that it was only Shamira, he continued to hang his head down.
Shamira took a seat on the steps beside him, and for a moment just stood there, not knowing what to do.
“Scott?” she started, her voice surprisingly calm. She tentatively touched his arms.
Scott flinched away, and looked at her with his bloodshot eyes.
“Could you leave me alone?” Scott whispered his voice barely audible above the pulsating beats of the nearby pubs.
Shamira nodded.
“Sorry,” she said softly, her voice quavering. She stood up, turned around and disappeared around the corner.
Scott looked up and saw Shamira retreating figure disappearing, and then overwhelmingly hanged his head down, still sniffling as his body racked with the wave of emotions.
What happened to your face?” said Angel, for the first time noticing how dirty, bloody TC's clothes and how her face was really scratched up.
"I had some unexpected company,” said TC, not wanting to upset Angel more.
"What do you mean unexpected company TC?" as Angel as she stood up and wept her the tears streaks on her face off.
"Just, Dominique and Arun. In the forest. I took care of it." said TC as she saw fear cross Angel's face. It was replace with a way of angry.
"Your angry to." said TC" I know the feeling."
"You know...about...” said Angel with her head down.
"...Chai. Stupid ****ing *****es. God damn it. Told me right to my face and expected me to coward and beg her to not kill me. As if." said TC as she saw tears well up in Angel’s eyes.
Angel saw sadness in her friend’s eyes. She know TC for a long time now and she'd never she her like this. Her angry was unbelievable, but they're was sadness in her eyes. "You miss her too,” said Angel as she hugged TC" I know how that feels."
"Dave and I had a fight,” said Angel as she began to cry again.
"An word fight or a actual fist fight?" asked TC
"I hit him, he hit me and I use my mental power to hurt him." Angel said.
"Oh, baby." said TC as she hugged her tighter.
"He...He...said that her never wanted to see me again and he should be helping Dominique killed me." She said.
"That bastard." said TC as she pulled away from Angel and began to turn into a falcon. Angel knew she was going to see Dave and most likely to mix it up with him. That was her best always trying to protect her.
Angel changed into an eagle and flew after her. She had to catch her before she reached Dave or she could probably do some real damage...
TC reached Dave at Las Noches first.
She changed with lighting speed. She reached the table where he had his head down even faster...She grabbed the back of his collar and gave him a sharp pull out of the booth. She punched him square in the jaw with all the strength she had left. Blood gushed out of Dave's mouth.
"What the **** was that for?" yelled Dave as TC toss him aside like a rag doll.
" If you ever make her cry again so help my god, Dave I will cut out your heart and feed it to Dominique." she said each word in a threatening way.
"You had no right to say what you said to her,” she said as her fangs showed. "Oh, by the way Dominique seeds her best."
"What the hell does Dominique have to do with you attacking Dave." yelled Bob as he got up out of the booth.
"I had a rumble with her in the forest. Then I met a bawling Angel on the street,” said TC as Angel burst threw the door. She calmly walked over to the group.
Angel walked in perfect stride towards the group and looked directly at Dave but didn’t say a word.
"Look, I say we finish this thing with Dominique once and for all, no more separating to fight her, we all go, all seven of us..." started Angel but was cut off by Shamira.
"Eight"
"Shamira, Dominique already beat you, I don’t want you to get killed, you've always been there for me, unlike some others." Said Angel as she shot Dave an evil glare. "And I don’t want to loose you to some ****ed up *****."
"Doesn’t matter, I’m going, that’s the whole reason I’m here, remember, I told you I was going to help, and I am." Said Shamira.
"All right, but you are not to leave my sight. Now as I was saying, Dominique has a lot of power, but she is no match if we all hit her, we just have to unite" said Angel looking around the crowd.
"You're right" said Clint.
"Yeah, one vampire can hurt and scare her, but 7 vamps, and a witch" said Kat looking at Shamira " can kill her."
"Yeah, we have to try, I mean Chai is already dead, who is going to be next?" asked Bob.
"Right, this ends, now!" said Angel "but if anyone doesn’t want to help or fears for their life or anything, say so now! Cause then don’t come with us, but I am definitely in" said Angel.
"Me too, you and me Angel are gonna beat that *****, side by side" said TC.
"I'm in too, I’ll always fight by your side Angel" said Shamira.
"I'm in,” said Clint.
"Me too" said Bob.
"Yeah I’m totally in, that ***** is going down,” said Kat.
Everyone looked at Dave.
"Better watch out, he might turn on you to,” said Angel looking him straight in the eye.
"I won’t turn on ANYONE, and I’m in." said Dave
"Well let's go find Scott" said Shamira
"Ok, I’ll go with ya" said Clint.
Scott was still on the steps when Clint and Shamira approached him.
"Scott?" asked Shamira
"What?"
Shamira and Clint sat down with him and explained what they had planned.
"So we're ALL gonna finish this thing with Dominique?" asked Scott.
"Yeah, we will avenge Chai's death, an eye for an eye, a heart for a heart, a life for a life" replied Clint
"Alright, let’s go."
Scott, Shamira and Clint walked back into Las Noches just to find Dave and Angel fighting again, with a very angry TC next to Angel.
"What the hell is your problem?" asked Dave.
"My problem is that the person I love said they want to help my mortal enemy kill me, that’s my problem" screamed Angel "in case you didn’t notice, Dominique’s one wish is to kill ME."
"Well I can see why" replied Dave.
Angel tried to hit him but TC held her back.
"Let me go, I’ll waste the mother ****er." yelled Angel
TC pushed her to the other side of Las Noches.
"Angel, as much as I want to destroy Dave myself, I have to stop, I know you love him, and deep down he still loves you" said TC.
"Well then why does he keep wishing death upon me?" asked Angel breaking down and crying again.
"I don't know,” said TC hugging her friend.
“Angel?”
Angel heard someone calling her name, and wiping her tears quickly, she got up from the bed and turned around.
Shamira was at the door.
Angel pretended to look happy despite her miserable situation. But Shamira has heard the whole story and knows about Dave.
Shamira took a seat beside Angel on her bed.
“Tell me how you really feel,” Shamira asked her friend.
Angel shrugged, and tried to act nonchalant.
“I know you still love Dave,” Shamira started.
“No, I don’t love him,” Angel insisted stubbornly. “Not anymore. I don’t think I want to love him. Not after what he said..."
“Angel..."Shamira said. “Deep down you know he don’t mean whatever he said. And I’m sure he still cares a lot for you. People fight, and they say mean things without thinking about how it will affect others.”
Angel still has a defiant look on her face.
“Don’t lie to yourself, Angel. You know you love him. It’s just that now all that hurt and hatred has covered it up,” Shamira continued.
Angel kept silent.
I never want to see you again.
I don’t care if Dominique does kill you, I should go find her and help her myself.
“I don't know" Angel said softly, leaning her head against Shamira’s shoulders.
“Promise me you won’t give up on Dave. You guys can work it out,” Shamira said. “I don’t want to see you like this.”
“I don’t give a damn, as long as we kick those stupid *****es asses,” Kat said.
“We could burn them,” Bob suggested.
“Like that could work,” Dave said.
“How do you know it wouldn’t?” Bob shot back. “Stop getting on everyone’s case.”
Dave got up from his seat, and lunging forward, he grabbed Bob by the collar.
Bob’s eyes bored into Dave’s. Bob raised his fist, ready to punch Dave in the face.
v“Hey, stop it!” Clint said.
Dave’s jaw tensed, and he loosened his hold on Bob, his eyes still intent as he looked at the other vamp’s face.
“Thank you,” Clint said, his voice dripping with sarcasm when the two guys let go of each other. “How do you think we are gonna go against the Dominique and Arun, when we can’t even settle our own personal disputes?”
Dave pursed his lips and looked away.
“Erm, you guys can do the actual physical fighting,” Shamira said. “I can cook up some potion or spell, something like that.”
“Though I doubt that they will be very much affected by it,” she continued.
“Yeah, but there’s no harm trying,” Scott said.
“I think so too,” Angel said. She had remained silent throughout the whole discussion so far.
Personally, she’s a bit disgusted by Dave’s ******* attitude.
"Why don't we trap them?” said TC as she sat and took a sip of her beer.
"What?" asked Clint.
"You know, one of us, out in the open, easy pray for them, the rest hiding in the forest. Dominique and the rest of the *****es comes out thinking that there's only one of us and we jump em." Said TC.
"Good idea," said Clint" I'll do It."
"Like hell you will" declared TC to Clint" it me that's the bait."
"No you're not!" yelled Clint.
"Yes, I am. If you do it then they'll know it's a trap. You’re too proud to do that. Dominique knows me. She knows I finish what I start,” said TC
"Nether of you are doing it. I am." said Angel.
"No, you're not!" yelled both Clint and TC.
Angel was about to reply but Scott saying, " I'm doing it."
Everyone was arguing about who gets to be the bait.
Angel put her fingers to her lips and let out a loud whistle.
Everyone turned to her and waited.
"Look, I am tired of all this fighting and personally and about to start throwing punches, so now everyone shut the **** up and listen, I am gonna be the bait, if anyone has a problem with that, we settle in actions not words." Yelled Angel getting very frustrated
"What do you mean actions?" asked TC.
"I mean if anyone is gonna argue with me, we fight, not talk! Now does anyone have a problem with ME being the bait? Cause if you do, I’ll kick your ass right here!" said Angel looking around the group
TC sat there smiling to herself. Angel had never really been one to fight, but she was learning, and in a weird way, TC was almost proud of her.
"All right, fine, Angel is the bait,” said Clint sitting down "Shamira, you got to start on the potions, maybe something to distract them."
"Ok, Angel do you want to come with me?" asked Shamira
"Yeah sure"
Angel and Shamira both walked out of Las Noches and walked to Dave's place.
"Ok, Dave TC and me will be separated in the woods, and Bob, Scott and Kat will be in the streets surrounding the clearing. Will have Angel set up in the middle of all of us. Shamira will be with you Scott, we can't have her get hurt" said Clint "Now everyone know what they are doing?"
"Yeah" replied everyone
"Good, let's go get ready, we need to train a bit, get a few weapons and talk strategies" said Scott
everyone disappeared.
Angel and Shamira walked into Dave's place. Shamira got her bag and took out some things.
"I'm gonna make an illusion potion, if someone is in trouble, I just have to throw this to the ground, and it will make it look as though someone is standing behind, say, Dominique. When she turns to kill them, whoever is in trouble will have a chance to get away!" said Shamira mixing some things.
"Great." said Angel not really listening
"What's wrong?" asked Shamira
"Everything!" yelled Angel
Shamira just looked at Angel.
"What do you mean?" asked Shamira
All of a sudden, TC appeared she kept herself hidden when she heard Angel yelling.
"I mean my parents are dead, I am now a vampire and will never go to heaven, or even die! The first guy I ever loved and had sex with wants me dead...all I have are you and TC!" said Angel starting to cry a bit but hiding it.
"Aw... sweetie, all I can say is that, yes I will always be here for you" said Shamira hugging Angel "and I’m sure Dave was just frustrated, I don’t think he means what he said."
"Well whether or not he meant it, he is still a prick for saying it!" said TC walking over to Angel and hugging her as well.
"Well, I’m glad I can still rely on you two,” said Angel smiling
"Well, I’m gonna finish these potions and spells" said Shamira standing up and walking back to the table.
"Oh yeah, Angel I came here to ask you if you wanted to do some fight training, I know you haven’t exactly had a lot of experience fighting...but I know you have the strength. So I’ll just teach ya some techniques if you'd like" said TC smiling at her friend.
"Ok sure, Dave actually as a punching bag and some others things right over there,” said Angel feeling bad even at the mention of his name.
"Ok, we'll start with punching."
TC and Angel walked over to the bag.
"Ok now Angel just hit the bag as hard as you can,” said TC
Angel punched the bag and it didn’t even move.
TC and Shamira started giggling.
"Ah come on, I know you can punch harder than that!!" said TC still laughing "Just imagine it is Dominique"
Angel thought about it for a second. She got a mean look go over her face.
She did a jump kick and kicked the punching bag right off the ceiling.
"See!" said TC
Angel just smiled.
"We'll be over there and Angel will be standing right here..." said Clint pointing to the center.
Clint continued show the other two what was gonna happen. When he was done, he asked, " Hey what’s up with you and Angel?"
"I hate her!" said Dave frowning
Clint started laughing
"What the **** are you laughing at?" asked Dave
"I just thought you said you hated her for a second" he said
"I did"
"What!? You idiot what the **** is wrong with you!?!? You love her and you know it, you are the one that made her into a vampire in the first place! If you hadn’t started looking for her because of one little book she wrote, Kat wouldn’t have beaten her, if Kat hadn’t beaten her, you wouldn’t of had to change her into a vamp! If you hadn’t of changed her she wouldn’t of fallen in love with you and you too wouldn’t of had sex! If you hadn’t been an ******* she wouldn’t be going through the pain that she is probably going through right now!" yelled Clint.
"Yeah man, she loves you and was only upset over the death of..." started Scott "Chai..." saying the name still made him hurt.
"Saying you wanted to help Dominique kill Angel was low even for you, for any of us" said Scott.
Dave thought about it.
"I just can’t believe she beat me in a fight!" said Dave
"Oh get over it!" said Clint "She is stronger than everyone but me! You should just be happy she didn’t kill you"
"Yeah, but she didn’t have to fight me in the first place,” said Dave
They got everyone a knife each just in case.
"I cant wait until the fight,” said Kat
"You do love to fight don’t you" said Bob
"Yeah I do, but I want Dominique to pay for everything she has done, especially for Chai" replied Kat
She picked up a crossbow and fired it, it went straight it the wall.
“What spell are you gonna cook up on them?” Angel asked Shamira.
Shamira looked up from the Book of Shadows and shrugged. “I’m not really sure. They are very powerful but I guess I could try something…” Shamira’s voice trailed off.
“Here,” she announced a few seconds later, her forefinger pointing at the particular page in the thick ancient book.
“What is it?” Angel asked, springing up from her chair, and making her way beside Shamira.
“This thing here says that we could disarm them from their powers, but it’s only temporary,” Shamira told Angel. “I guess it’s worth a try, though if a witch is mentally strong and is able to block these kind of spells, it won’t work. And instead backfires at the person who made the spell . . . . .”
“Which is... you,” Angel said. “ Are you sure you want to go on ahead with this?”
“Well, it’s not that I have any powers, other than for healing.” Shamira answered, with a tinge of doubt in her voice.
“I know,” she panted. “I blinked.”
“Yeah,” Bob replied. “Let’s try again.”
Kat wiped the sweat off her brow, and eyes focusing on the opponent, she brought her right fist up. Bob ducked and Kat tackled him down on the mat.
“Ow!”
Kat immediately swooped down beside Bob, concerned.
“Are you okay?” she asked, her hand on his arm. Kat looked into Bob’s face with concern in her eyes.
Bob scrunched up his face, and then one of his eyes pride open and he looked at Kat with this gleam in his eyes.
Reaching out towards Kat’s ribs, he started to attack her with his fingers, tickling her mercilessly.
Kat was caught in surprise and fell on top of Bob. She started to shriek as Bob tickled her sides.
Bob grabbed the squealing girl and pulled her into his arms, crushing her body close to his. Tilting her face up, he started to kiss her hungrily.
Kat moaned, and responded to his kisses, her fingers entangled in his soft dark brown hair.
Hmmm, Bob thought ruefully. Practice can be so fun.
"God damn it! I should be the ****ing bait!" she said out loud.
"So this is where the famous TC lives!!" said a voice from behind her.
TC gripped the stake in her hand.
Funny how her being a vamp in all having a stake!
She spun around and flung it a her target.
"Hey!" Clint yelled when he realized that she had flung a stake at him.
If he hadn't move out of the way it would have hit its mark.
Clint was on her before she could change. His sudden weight came crashing down on her, pinning her helplessly to the bed.
TC began to put up a fight but soon began to get tired out.
"Clint get the **** of me!" she said.
"Not until you tell..." he was cut of by TC's lips pressed against his.
TC only meant for the kiss to distract him so she could get away but when he deepened the kiss she was lost in a world of passion.
Clint couldn't believe it. She was kissing him.
First she tried to kill him and now she playing tongue war with his tongue.
For the life of him, he would never understand her.
That's why he was so taken in by her.
Clint began to image what it would be like to have her naked body underneath his. What it would fell like to fill her with his seed.
TC had the need to feel him. She began to ripe off his shirt.
Clint was totally shocked!
TC pried open the last button, and flung the shirt down, revealing Clint’s beautiful and strong upper torso.
She grabbed his body and turned them around on the messy bed, so that she was on top of him. Leaning down, TC began to kiss his neck, and gently biting and licking all the way down to his smooth chest. She started to suck at the skin above his belly button, and could feel his shaft pulsing beneath her.
Clint grabbed hold of TC’s shoulders and brought her up to his face. He began to kiss her passionately. Her lips parted to let his tongue slip in and mingle together with her own.
TC lightly moaned against his mouth as she wrapped her arms around Clint’s neck. His hands ran up and down her sides. She pressed her body against his, wanting to feel all of him.
Clint’s hand reached down behind her knee and pulled it up so that their most intimate parts were rubbing against each other.
He wrapped her leg around his waist and began gently bucking against her.
Clint helped TC take her top off.
He turned them around so that he was on top of her. Carnivorously, he started to feed upon her two mounds of maturity, forcefully gripping and suckling her flesh. Her uncontrollable and quivering moans made him more desperate with need to copulate with her.
He desperately ripped at the front of his pants and plunged roughly deep inside her. A shudder racked his entire body at the feel of her wetness tight around him. Running his hands down her thighs, he hooked them behind her knees again, pulling it up past his waist, and began driving into her with unbridled passion.
TC cried out in raw passion as Clint moved in and out of her roughly. One of her arms shot out from beneath the entangled limbs, and grabbed desperately at the white sheets covering the bed. Her whimpers and moans only made him more frantic to reach his peak. He began rocking against her wildly as she wrapped her legs around his upper torso tightly.
The sudden rush of pain and pleasure shot up her body, bringing her to her orgasm.
Clint let go of TC, and she rolled over, and stayed by his side.
TC’s breathing started to go back to normal. At that moment, she didn’t know why she felt the way she did.
Maybe Clint is alright after all, she thought, as she felt Clint’s hands reaching out for her sweaty body again.
Scott turned around and stopped hitting the punch bag. He smiled when he saw that it was Shamira.
“Hey yourself,” he replied, crouching down to pick up his shirt from the floor. His body was glistened with sweat from the strenuous workout. Wiping his face with the shirt, he started to stride towards Shamira.
“How’s life treating you?” Shamira asked. She couldn’t help but stare at Scott’s gorgeous body.
Scott neared her, and said, “Okay, I guess. What about you? How’s the potion thingy getting along?”
Few seconds of silence.
Scott looked at the girl in front of him, and realized that she was staring at his body. Obviously, she had not heard his question.
Shamira’s head suddenly snapped up.
“Huh? I’m sorry, I . . .” she started.
Scott grinned, and shook his head.
“See something you like?” he asked cheekily, looking and gesturing at his naked upper torso.
Shamira looked down and stared at her feet. She felt her whole face burning up.
“C’mere,” Scott said. He tilted her face up towards his. His smouldering dark eyes burned into hers, as his thumb gently stroked her smooth jaw. Slowly leaning in, Scott kissed her mouth.
She had changed into a black sports bar and black tear aways.
She was so upset and frustrated about Dave all she could do was hit the bag as hard as she could.
'What am I going to do... I love Dave...maybe i could just say i'm sor..but he said he wanted me dead..!' thought Angel as she got even more upset and started to cry.
She began hitting the bag even harder as the tears flowed freely.
"Well, lets get back to work, shall we" said Kat getting up
"Ohhhhh" whinned Bob
"Hey do you have a punching bag?" asked Kat
"No, but Dave does.."
"Ok let's go over there, i'm pretty sure Dave and Angel arent busy..." said Kat
"Yeah, I cant believe he said that" said Bob right before he disappeared then reappered at Dave's.
Kat and Bob saw Angel hitting the punching bag.
"Oh, hey guys" said Angel as she wipped the tears "Whats up?"
"I was just gonna use the bag" said Kat.
"Oh ok"
"You ok hun?" asked Kat
"Yeah...i was thinking...maybe i should TC to stand in the clearing with me...so it doesn't look so obvious." said Angel
"Yeah, sounds good" said Kat as she began punching the bag
"I'm gonna go find her" said Angel as she disappeared.
Angel reappeared at TC's place.
Angel knocked on TC's bedroom door.
TC appeared in a robe.
"Oh, am I interupting something?" asked Angel smiling
"Oh, no" replied TC smiling "Whats up?"
"I just came to ask, do you wanna be the bait with me? It wouldnt look so obvious if both of us were out there talking" asked Angel
"Ya!! Sure!"
"Ok, well, tonight is it, the end of Dominique" said Angel
"Yeah, I can't wait till we take that b!tch down" said TC
"So is Clint still sleeping?" asked Angel
"Yeah...how did you know?"
"Oh come on, only Clint can make that smile on your face appear" said Angel as her and TC walked over to the couch in TC's living room
TC smiled again recalling what just went on just a few hours ago.
"So how are things with Dave?" asked TC
"Not so good, I really miss him" said Angel looking at the ring in her bellybutton.
"Well why don't you talk to him?"
"Its hard, I can't even look at him withot hearing his words echo in my head" replied Angel
'I dont care if Dominique does kill you, i should go find her and help her myself'
Angel felt tears forming in her eyes.
"I'm sure dave didnt really mean it" said TC
"Maybe... I'm gonna go find him and talk to him.." said angel as she got up off the couch
Angel disappeared and reappeared at Las Noches.
She looked over and there was Dave at a booth drinking a beer.
He looked so depressed.
TC not wanting to anywhere when Clint woke up or the first person he encounteder when he found out she had flown the coup so to speak.
She needed time to think.
Sure, Clint was hot and new how to please a woman but her heart had been broken so many times, she promissed her self that never again would she fall for any man.
~He was enjoyable, better than I have ever had before.~ TC smiled to herself as she walked down a dark ally way into a shop.
"Hey Joey." she said as she entered the shop.
"Hey TC. How's life?" said the other female vampirer.
"Life sucks. Next question?"
"The word on the street is that you've shacked up with Clint Moffatt?" asked Joey
TC dropped the glass ball she was holding. The glass shattered when it hit the floor.
"What the ****?" TC shouted at Joey.
"By that reaction I say the word is right!!" said Joey as she laughed at the shocked expression on TC's face.
"I thought I never see the day when TC would get with a guy." said Joey.
"Funny. I take this, this, that and that." said TC as she put down a cross bow, arrows, some books and 5 knifes.
"What's with the sharp objects?" question Joey.
"Got a vampire pack hunting in my territory. got to take care of the little promblem." TC lied.
"The books?"
"Late night reading."
"$75" said Joey as she rang up the cash regester.
TC payed the money and put her stuff in her bad and lefted the store.
TC took the knife out of the bag when she reached the ally. She staped 2 knife along her ankles, one in her back pocket, she starped the crossbow and the arrows to her back and headed for Dave's place.
"Where the hell have you been?" asked Kat.
"Nowhere, somewhere, everywhere. Why?" replied TC
"What the hell did you say to Clint." said Bob
"Why?' TC asked.
~Just F*cking tell me already!!~ she thought
"He came in here and started screaming for you and ran out like a maniac." said Scott
"We all here? But Clint?" said Angel as she walk in.
"I'm here now." said Clint as he stood in the door frame.
"Good, then let's go." said TC as she tried to brush past him but Clint grabbed her wrist and held on to it.
"TC." Whispered Clint.
"I said let's go." She said as she reached her self from his grasped. Angel and Shamira caught up with her.
"What's going on?" asked Angel.
"Nothing." replied TC as she quickin her speed.
Kat and Bob were in an intese converstion ahead of Scott and Clint with Dave lagging behind them all.
The reached the forest.
“So where are those bitches?” TC asked, looking around, her eyes scanning the forest.
“Yeah, don’t tell me they’re scared to show up,” Kat said, pouting.
Shamira turned her face towards Kat, and narrowed her eyes.
“Shhh . . .” she said.
“Yeah, can you hear that?” Clint whispered, his eyes and ears concentrating on the surroundings.
A cold gust of wind started raging. The leaves on the ground rustled and they got caught in a whirlwind. The sky got darker as the gloomy clouds shadowed the clear horizon.
Angel felt her dark highlighted hair caught up in the gales.
Where the hell are they? Scott thought, his fingers firmly grasping the crossbow.
Suddenly, Dominique and Arun materialized. A group of other witches followed suit. They stood in front of the vampires.
Angel felt her body tense up slightly, but deep down she knows that this is their fight, and the vamps will rule.
The two groups stared at each other, sizing up the situation. No words were spoken, and none will be, as the condition promises to be a bloodied fest.
Kat pursed her lips in annoyance.
“Oh, come on already,” she said in exasperation. An arrow flew across the air, and hit one of the witches, prodding through its chest.
Bob turned towards Kat, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
“What?” she answered. “The fight has to begin somewhere or another.”
“Why you little . . . ” Arun spat, and took out her dagger. She started to charge towards the enemy.
The next few moments saw the vampires and witches in a fracas.
“Kat, NO!” Bob screamed, as she lay limp on ground.
Arun looked up from her kneeling position, and staked Kat in the heart.
Kat’s body turned into grime and faded away into the air.
Bob did not stay to grieve for Kat, as he knows that their very survival is at stake.
Angel slashed the throat of the witch, and she dropped to the ground, dead.
She scanned around the area, and saw that a lot of the witches were dead.
And that is . .. oh my God, that’s Kat . . . . Angel said to herself.
She felt someone kick her. Angel lay sprawling on the floor, but got up, and her fist flew at the bitch’s face. Flashing out her dagger, she stabbed the witch.
Angel got up, and brushed the dirt off her clothes. Walking away, she stumbled into someone.
The person grabbed her and Angel realised that it was Dominique.
By this time, all the witches with the exception of Dominique and Arun have been sacrificed.
The vampires had gathered together opposing them. TC was injured very badly, and she was holding on to her bleeding limbs.
Dominique had decided to use Angel as a threat.
Shamira’s eyes widened, and started to chant her spell. But she was stopped short by Dominique.
“That crap won’t work on me, b!tch,” Dominique said, laughing.
Shamira impulsively ran towards Dominique.
“Shamira, don’t!” Angel screamed.
Things went by in a blurry as Arun intercepted Shamira and forcing her down to the ground, she started to pin the helpless traitor.
Shamira struggled beneath Arun, and cried out as the sharp pain shot up her veins when the dagger prodded her torso. Blood gashed out profusely from the wound, and Shamira felt life slipping away from her.
“Fuck you, assholes!” Angel screamed, and wriggled out of Dominique’s grasp. Her leg flew and hit the shocked Dominique across the face.
Arun lay on the ground, as Clint fought with her, beating the crap out of her.
Arun used the last of her strength to push Clint away, and she limped her way beside Dominique.
Both parties of vampires and witches were in serious state of pain.
“Hail to the guardians of the watch towers of the east. Powers of air and invention,” Dominique said weakly.
Dave looked at Bob, puzzled. “What do you think they’re doing?”
“Hail to the guardians of the watch tower of the east . . . .” Arun joined in. “Powers of air and invention.”
The two witches started to chant.
“Hear me. Guardians of the bitter sea. Show us your glory. As I lay dead here before you, I summoned thee. Come forward.”
A strong gust of wind hit the forest, and the trees shook. The dark clouds shadowed over the sky, and a bolt of lightning flashed through. A storm was brewing.
“As we lay here before thee, show them thy power. Show them thy glory. Freed them of their supremacy. Strip them of their powers. Cursed them.”
The earth started to shake and then the ground tore open. Arun and Dominique fell into the inside of the mantle.
The rumbling earth trembled again as it closes the gap.
"They're gone..." said Bob astonished.
"Good riddance..." said Angel.
Angel looked over to TC, Shamira and Kat.
They don't deserve this...Kat..we lost you...i'm sorry i couldn't save you..Shamira, my friend, guardian, I won't let you die...TC...my best bud, I'll not loose you to those bitches!... thought Angel
She walked over to Kat and knelt down. "Kat, I'll miss you, you'll always me remembered in our minds and hearts." she said
Then she walked over to TC, picked her up and brought her over to Shamira.
"What are you doing?" asked Clint
"Well, I'm not going to loose them" said Angel as she ripped the bottom of her shirt. she wrapped the material around TC's leg, as the blood poured from it.
Bob walked over to Kat's body. He leaned down and hugged her limp body to his. "Why...?" he whispered "Why!?...Kat...I love you...please, please don't leave me!" He continued crying and hugging her.
"Shamira..." said Scott as he came over to her by Angel. "We have to help her.." he pleaded to Angel while crying "I lost Chai, i don't want to loose Shamira as well.."
"I don't know how to save her Scott" said Angel "Clint, take TC, I need stand for a moment"
Angel stood, she had been sliced on the leg, but it was healing, slowly, but it was healing.
"Angel...?" asked Dave
"Yes?" she asked with tears in her eyes
"I..." he started but fell on her.
"Dave!" she exclaimed
"Angel... I lost too much blood...I love you.." he said
"Don't you say your goodbyes!" she said holding him close "You saved me, now i can finally return the favor!"
She looked around and spotted a knife. Angel grabbed it and slit her wrist, then put it to Dave's mouth.
"You've lost blood too, you could die!" he said
"I would die for you any day Dave, besides, i am strong now, i can handle it" she said as she forced her wrist to his lips.
"TC...I..i wish we could of been together..I love you" said Clint holding her
"Clint... I love you too." she replied smiling at him
I know i am never supposed to reveal this power...but i love her, and i can not loose her he thought as he gathered all his strength to do what he was about to do.
While no one was looking, he whispered the magical words I wish you life again, so go get strong, while you sleep, i'll wait for you, so go now, into the deep!. Suddenly, TC vanished.
Where am I? the girl thought, as her eyes focused on the looming shadow in front of her.
The girl’s body shook violently as thousands of little beams of light surrounded her, engulfing her lithe figure.
Her life flashed before her eyes. She sees the child that she was, the early days of adolescence.
A beautiful face with a pair of emerald green eyes locked into her dark coloured ones.
The girl frowns, and then her expression registered recognition.
She felt someone touch her lightly on the shoulders. Blinking her eyes, she whirled around.
Smiling, she let herself be pulled into the stranger’s embrace.
She snuggled deeper into the guy’s hold. Looking up, she stared into the person’s clear blue eyes, at his short brown mess of tousled up hair.
“Scott . . .” she whispered.
The guy looked at her without saying a word, and smiled serenely. He reached out towards the girl’s face, and stroked her cheek affectionately.
She closed her eyes, and brought her fingers up to her face, to touch his.
Their fingers enjoined and tangled together.
She felt his soft lips touching hers lightly.
Her eyes blinked, and then as suddenly that the stranger appears, he has faded away into nothingness.
She let out a strangled cry and her voice echoed within the peculiar silence of the place. A single tear streaked down her cheeks, and she frowned.
The place misted with dark clouds and the before bright position became shadowed with black fog.
A menacing female appeared before her eyes, with dark eyes flashing, and hair flipping in the wind. The person intercepted her, and she felt the sharp pain as a sharp dagger prodded her.
The illusion then ebbed away into shards of glasses.
The girl was blinded, not being able to see anything but darkness.
She felt herself seeping into another parallel universe. A vision appeared before her.
A woman in white whispered to her, and the words seemed to float about the girl.
“You’ve been given a second chance at life. Cherish it, my dear.”
The girl got up from the ground, and looked around her surroundings. Everything seemed so alien.
Brushing off the dust from her arm, she started to gingerly step out of the broken down building.
*Crack * Kerang*
She looked down and saw a mirror in shards of broken pieces forming a some sort of web-like image.
Squatting down, she looked at her face.
The girl looked up and glared at the fat man at the newspaper stand.
Her eyes flitted down to the small prints on the paper.
Friday 24th July 2044 . . .