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[greyhson-bdb]

Stygian - New Drug on the Block: Deliverance Part 24

Omega: *Running my hand along the top of the cages, the females inside pulling as far back as they can. Their scared eyes watching me, their thin and frail bodies a testament to how long I have kept them here. The old welts and bruises like my calling card and all over every inch of their flesh, their time was almost up, and yes like Dorothy they would be able to click their heels and go home. But unlike Dorothy they wouldn’t be happy to get there! Sending Mr. C my orders into his mind at the top of the basement stairs guarding the door like a good soldier. ‘Bring me down some stygian in any form, wait bring me down whichever acts the fastest!’ Leaning my back against the last cage, the whimper from within sends a shiver down my spine. Pain, even from a woman, was just so tantalising. My eyes locked on the back of the female vampire still tied to the chair in the middle of the basement, the floor around her a mess from our last session together. The smell now a mix normal bodily fluids and actions, plus the older blood pools I had left her sitting in. Mr. C had done as I asked, not let her eat but he did make her drink. Holding out my hand as I hear Mr. C descend the stairs, taking the bag of black pills, sending him back upstairs to keep watch. Over the last few days I had turned all the human boys hanging out here into Lessers, so Mr. C was only watching out for vampires. For my sister's army, the Brotherhood! Shaking the bag of pills, my voice low, almost seductive.* Wakey wakey, time to get back to Kansas Dorothy. *Pushes away from the cages stepping up to the back of the chair.* You can even bring all your little friends here, hell I insist. @Greyhson_BDB    

Greyson: *I suddenly felt like I was falling as I heard a loud voice waking me awake. I could barely open my eyes as I realized I was still in the chair. My head felt heavy as I tried to raise my face toward the voice. My heart is thundering in my chest. My arms and legs ached from lack of circulation, and I could see bruises changing from shades of blue to dark purples and black. The smells around me were shocking knowing that most of it was my blood congealing on the floor beneath me. I was going to die here. I knew that … but how was what I was terrified of.

I could see the other females in the cages in front of me from my peripheral vision. They were all cowering in fear in the corners of their prisons. I’m still wondering what the Omega was going to do with us. Only human males can be turned into his lessening army created by the Omega to serve him and eradicate the vampire race. As Chosen, we never really ever had to experience the lessers being protected at the Sanctuary. We would see through our seeing bowls the devastation of their determination to wipe out the Scribe Virgin’s creations.

Then I heard the loud voice again. What or who was Kansas Dorthy?*

Omega: *It was a gift, but the moment the female woke I sensed it, it was the slight raise in her heart beat. The turn of her head, her fear heavy in the air of the basement. Turning away from her towards the cages, calling down some more Lessers, handing over the bag of black tablets. It may have once been ecstasy but it was now my drug, it was Stygian and the vampire race were about to get a good look at it tonight. Sending the Lessers into the cages to make the female vampires swallow them, coming back to the female tired to the chair. Crouching down in front of her my smile is a truly evil one, holding out my hand showing her the two black tablets then grinding them to a fine powder between my fingers* So your time with me is coming to an end, but before we say our goodbyes I have a gift for you. I am hoping you fight me on this, I really really hope you fight me on it. But one way or the hard way you will swallow them. *Leans in close breathing in her smell of fear, my lips by her ear.* And just so you know, from my test subjects you won’t die. But you will go insane and wish you were dead. You will also go mad, you and all these females here. *Biting hard on the females ear lobe drawing blood, spitting it out onto the floor adding it to the rest* Now open up! *Trying to force the powder into the female’s mouth, but the screams coming from the cages as my Lessers fed them was starting to annoy me. Pulling away from the female in front of me my annoyance getting the better of me*       

Greyson: *The smell of his breath was nauseating and foul. His nearness brought fear and pain all at the same time. He commanded orders to his Lessening Army and I was helpless to help any of the other prisoners as the undead began feeding them some kind of drug. He presented the drug and it was some sort of black powder. The screams all around me penetrated my thoughts that I could barely hear the Omega over all the chaos from the cells. I felt excruciating pain on my ear but tried to turn my head and avoid the black substance.

I almost broke my neck trying to avoid his hard grasp on my head and then heard more yelling as the effects of the drugs were swift and instant. I don’t think the Omega anticipated the same prisoner's insanity and the fact that he just initiated the whole pandemic of the drug all at the same time without the lessers figuring out a game plan. There was a frenzy of yells, screams, and lessers trying to push all the prisoners up the stairs and what I assume out the door. The Omega cursed and started using his powers to corral them so they would stop fighting his army.

I was left forgotten …*

Omega: *Glaring at the females and how they were all acting like animals, they didn’t even seem afraid of my Lessers anymore. Mixing ecstasy with my essence was working out very powerful, and fast! Turning myself into black smoke and pushing all Lessers and Females up the stairs and out of the house, returning to my body a phone pinging in an annoying high tone. Looking at my Lessers only to realise that the noise was coming from my own pocket, pulling the accursed device free and looking at it. It was a middle level Lesser, answering as I can feel his fear through our link. Was it a full moon or something! A middle level Lesser shouldn’t be contacting me. Not even remembering his assigned name as they were, just answering with a low grunt* What! *Watching as the females get pulled and pushed away to spread mayhem and pain throughout the night, the Brotherhood won’t know what has hit them. Tuning back into the Lesser on the phone, his words at last sinking in* WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE BROTHERHOOD HAVE SOME OF MY DRUGS! *Just hanging up and putting the phone away, the Brotherhood having my new drug was never part of the plan! Just flashing away all thoughts of the female still chained to the chair in the basement forgotten.*

Greyson: *I could hear the roar of anger coming from the floor above. Apparently, the Brotherhood had discovered the drugs and the Omega had not expected that. Pretty sure I probably wasn’t supposed to hear that but I could hardly blame myself, the Omega sounded infuriated that he forgot all about me. Thank the Scribe.

I tried again fruitlessly at my binds. No way of getting myself out. I tried to instead move the chair to see if I could make my way up the stairs and see if I could try and yell for help.*

To be continued ...

#ToBeContinued #StygianNewDrugOnTheBlock #Deliverance #PartTwentyFour #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB #BlackDaggerBrotherhood

[saintsnsinnersbdb]

Blood of Life: Blood Oath Part 5

Written by @My-Own_Male and guest @Evayhne_BDB

Assail: *Six months had passed since Marisol’s body left me, but her soul, her spirit had come to me this day. I had heard her, seen her, felt her touch as a gentle whisper of wind. And I would count myself mad from grief and starvation, but for the blood red teardrop ruby pendant I still clutch in my hand. The pendant I had buried her with and that she had left behind with me this day.*

Marisol … *I open my hand to see the jewel lying in my palm, a reassurance that what I was about to do had her blessing. ‘Do this for me,’ she had said. ‘Feed.’ And though the thought fills me with such sickness of heart, soul, and body that I can barely stand to exist, there is nothing I would deny her. Not in life. Not in death.  And she had been right, I thought as I catch a glimpse of myself in the same mirror I had seen her in. I see myself through her eyes, through those of my cousins’ and Markcus. I am a weak, wasted creature. Nearly skeletal. Even Markcus had not been in such shape when we rescued him. Nothing remains of the muscular, robust male I had been. All had been urging me to feed, and now, though death would be preferable, I must. I have one task left to complete in this life, the death of Tony Silva, and though the trap is laid and the prey moving into it, I have not the strength left to spring it if I do not do this one, detestable thing.*

“Assail.”

*My hand closes over the ruby and I turn slowly at the sound of Evahle’s rough voice and raise an eyebrow.*

“Ehric called. He is returning with the female we approached. She is known to you.”

*A thread of anxiety runs in the undertones of his voice. I can surmise he fears I will reject a female I do not know, though in truth, it no longer matters. I /must/ do this. Curtly, I nod at him.*

Bring her into the study when they arrive.

*He nods back at me and then steps away, leaving the door ajar. He fears for me. It is a clinical observation. I can no longer muster the bonds of family feelings. But he needn’t. I will have my vehngance and to have it I must do this. I promised Marisol I would do this. Those are the only two things that matter. Turning, I go to the window. From here I can see the moonlight dance on the water. It was a view Marisol had loved. I recall the nights we’d sat on the veranda sipping wine and watching the river flow. Her grandmother had liked to serve midnight meals there for all of us, directing Ehric and Evale to set the patio table and carry the food as Markcus trailed her like a queen’s retainer, willingly seeing to her every need. She’d treated us all as sons and, in truth, we had all become closer because of it.  Marisol had made me a better male, but Mrs. Carvalho had made us a family. The memories send a stab of anguish for the dear old lady through my heart. I hope she made it, I thought. I hope she rests in that heaven she was so certain of.*

*A flicker of light catches my eye. Headlights approaching the meandering driveway. I watch as they turn in and know that Ehric is home with this female who “is known to me,” but I do not move. I simply watch through the window as the car disappears into the garage and the descending door blocks out the light, leaving the night once again pristine.* @Evayhne_BDB

Evayhne: *I was surprised by the unexpectant call from #Ehric, it had been a while since the last time I called them for a feed and maybe some extracurricular activities if he and/or his brother #Evale were available. They rarely called on me as I assumed they had other sources. Their dangerous looks could get them any female or woman for their needs. I could keep a normal feeding schedule with the help of #Rehv, #Xhex or #Trez and the other employees at #IronMask.

The twins picked me up in a blacked-out Range Rover and started driving to a beautiful estate on the outskirts of Caldwell. The house came into close focus and I could make out the garage doors and back door. There were full floor-to-ceiling glass windows running down the rear flank and around the corner that turned to the Hudson River’s shoreline. Three stories up. Lots of glass and lots of security cameras. It seemed like overkill, but I knew very little about Assail except for a few occasions years back. It's been a long time and we only met at the club though I had visited his private condo when I fed from the twins. It’s where we met to meet my blood needs a few times. They always helped me in a pinch so I felt compelled to agree to their request to assist Assail. It was not a hardship. He was a very handsome male. After #Ehric parked the SUV, #Evale opened my door and led me into the garage door into a mudroom and into the kitchen.*

Assail: *The door from the garage opens and shuts. Though my body is wasted, my hearing is still acute. The sound of the security system accepting the code and resetting, assures me that we will be safe during this time. Feeding makes both parties vulnerable and I will require both Ehric and Evale to remain with us, both as chaperone and as insurance that once I begin, I do not become so ravenous as to lose control and take more than this female can spare. As unwelcome as this task is to me, the need for blood is instinctive and I have denied it for too long. Losing control is a very real possibility. Marisol would not want that, even though my need is great.*

In here.

*I speak calmly, giving no voice to my inner turmoil. Though I am not loud, I know my cousins will hear me. They always hear me. It's as though they have attuned their minds, always so close to one another, to mine as well the last few months. Frequently they anticipate my needs and often simply appear before me, unasked but knowing when I should not be alone. I hear Evale murmur to them to follow him and I wait.*

Evayhne: *The kitchen was a cook’s dream, with beautiful cabinets and high-end appliances. A gorgeous island with plenty of space for entertaining. I wanted to look around but the boys softly nudged me along into the living space. Breathtaking in its vastness as well as its furniture and decor. Again, I was ushered down the hallway to what seemed to be an office.

A male sat in a chair. I gasped internally as I realized it was Assail. Gaunt with clear starvation. No more the muscular and darkly handsome male only a handful of years that I saw him last. Though time was different for vampires than humans. It was more like 5 months ago rather than 5 years ago.

I had been working for him in a small capacity, being a sort of informant. He must have known I only gave him information that The Reverend would have already known or whom I already told. I was loyal to my employers since they took care of me like many of the females including humans they had employed.

But I had a relationship with this male, albeit brief, but his cousins were my friends. I quickly came to his side.*

Assail …

Assail: *I had sunk into a chair facing the door as I waited. Now, as she enters, I gesture for her to sit on the settee across from me. “A female who was known to me” Evahle had said. I should have known it would be Evayhne. Though we had not had direct contact in some years, she had continued to funnel information to me through the twins from time-to-time and they had maintained a blood and – if their demeanor after seeing her was to be any scale of judgment – occasionally physical relationship.*

Please, take a seat Evayhne. It has been some time since we’ve met. Would you care for some refreshments?

*I just want this over before I lose my resolve but to be discourteous to a female doing me a great service would be unseemly. Even though the social niceties feel like sandpaper running across an open wound, I would not disgrace Marisol and her grandmother by failing to observe them.*

Evayhne: *This once very strong man seemed broken. What had happened to him? He seemed so formidable when we first met, I had even mistaken him for a Brother. Knowing the ones that frequented the club always sitting in the corner booth near the exit. I had never met them personally … but the rumors and the chatter that came in their wake every time they visited was hard to ignore.

I sat down as requested but shook my head and politely declined any refreshments. The twins were always formal and courteous, I knew something was wrong when they ushered me straight into, which I assume is Assail’s office l, after bypassing the kitchen and living space. They would have taken the time for common courtesy. Assail was in urgent need.

Assail seemed very sad and clearly reluctant to feed. I wondered if he was too far gone for the wrist … but I offered nonetheless.>

Please, take what you need …

Assail: *She offers me life, and yet I cannot bring myself to rise from the chair to take it from her. This is a need so basic and yet so long foregone that I should be overwhelmed with blood lust, but all I find within myself is sadness.*

I do not think I can.

Evayhne: *I watch as different emotions pass across his face. He seemed so broken. I score my wrist and lean up towards his mouth hoping the smell will entice his fangs to descend and the biology would take it over from there.

He unquestionably needed to feed but there was such reluctance. I wasn't aware of his situation but I hoped that I could help him.*

Assail:  *The scent of iron fills the air as her blood begins to slowly flow. My fangs descend of their own accord, and still I hesitate.*

Thank you for this. It is a great gift.

*I kneel before her and take her wrist in my hands, holding it as delicately as fine, aged china, and then lift it to my lips.*

Evayhne: *I watched quietly as he struggles with himself and the thoughts that must cloud his mind with so much conflict and watched several different emotions cross his face.

I wondered once again what has led us to this moment so dire that the twins had to reach out to me. Clearly, he needed to feed based on his gaunt appearance and just as evident in his reluctance.

His mate. It must be because of her.

As he finally decided something he came toward me and thanked me for my service and I could feel my own heart break a little just hearing the anguish and something else I could not name.

I just replied, “you’re welcome. Please take my vein and replenish yourself.”

I briefly felt a sharp bite of his fangs and the gentle pulls of life’s sustenance helping another.*

Assail: *For a moment my eyes meet Evayne’s and grief wells up within me again, a knot of bitter bile in my throat, and then I feel the cool, ephemeral touch of my love on the back of my neck, gently urging me to take from this female. My fangs sink into the soft flesh of Evayne’s wrist, and in spite of myself I begin to draw from her. At first I am delicate, but as I feel the strength flow through me my instinct’s take over and I drink deeply. And all the while, I feel Marisol’s gentle touch ruffling through my hair, caressing the back of my neck. Her love bathes my broken heart in light, her tenderness enables my mind to focus on her presence instead of the female in front of me.*

Evayhne: *At first, I thought he was going to stop before he even had enough but slowly time seemed to change his mood slowly and he drank as his body was surely demanding of him. I hoped whatever turmoil he was going through would pass. But before my thoughts could really form onto what I could do, I felt faint …*

Assail: *Even as I feed, I can feel muscles filling in, skin stretching taut over them again. My long abstinence broken, my body demands more and more. I am no longer thinking, only feeding, the beast within me coming alive. Though Evayhne’s arm had been relaxed and steady in my hands as I took from her wrist, it began to tremble, and still I feed. Until Marisol’s voice breaks through my bloodlust even as Ehric’s hand rests atop her otherworldly one on my shoulder and his voice echoes hers.*

‘Stop, Assail. You have to stop.”

“Boss, it’s enough. Pull back.”

*Their tandem voices pull me back to the now. My mind is sharper than it has been in months and I realize that I have very nearly taken Evayne to the point of no return, but I cannot return to her the gift she has given me. I had allowed no one to feed from me since Marisol entered my life. As a human she had not required it for life, and I had not required it to desire her. To feed a female … it is a bridge too far, even now. Quickly, I lick Evayne’s wrist, sealing the bite wounds and look to Evale. He had moved with Ehric and had knelt beside her to assist if I had been so locked in bloodlust that they would have had to physically separate us.*

Evale, give her your wrist before she faints.

*I shake off Ehric’s hand and rise, once more myself, a male in his prime with the physique of a Brother, if not the sense of duty. Marisol’s touch fades but I can still feel her presence. Gently lifting Evayhne's chin with two fingers as she sits, clearly weakened but with courage that would put many a male to shame, I meet Evayhne’s eyes.*

I allowed myself to over-indulge. I ask your pardon. I know my cousins will be anxious to see to your needs. I will give you the room while I attend to some business. Cousins. *Both look at me with expectation in their eyes.* See her home when she has been restored.

*With a nod to Evale, I rise and leave the room, though I do not go far, just to the kitchen where I stand looking out the window at the woods that surround all but the front of the house. Ehric had seen to packing the SUV while Evale had gone to get Evayne. There was little for me to do now but wait. If a low, frustrated growl escapes me, well, it is to be expected when I have worked six long months to get to this point and am now only hours from the end. A soft laugh, almost inaudible, comes from behind me. I turn to see Marisol’s … ghost? Soul? I don’t know what to call it, except … Marisol. I turn to see her translucent form seated on the center island.*

You can laugh?

‘You always were impatient. You would never have made a thief or an assassin.”

That is well because I never wanted to be either.  Well, perhaps that is not /quite/ true. I have been an assassin now and again. In a good cause. But it did not require extensive waiting on my part. I’m more of an opportunist in such matters. I simply put my quarry where I want them and take advantage of it.

‘Whereas I could lay in a snowbank with a pair of long range binoculars for hours.’

*I cannot help but smile.*

I remember. And still, I caught you. *The smile fades, quickly.*

‘Don’t.’ *She is somehow off the island and in front of me, her fingers a whisper caress on my jaw, her voice firm and unwavering.*

‘I can see you regretting it now. Don’t.’

If I had let you be, ignored your presence, you would still be alive.

‘And you would be dead instead, Ehric and Evale forced to pull the plug on you in the Brotherhood’s clinic. You would have died trying to overcome your addiction and we would never have had our time. I would have never known what it was like to love and be loved so completely. It was a gift, Assail. One I will take with me into eternity. I regret nothing and if you do then you insult what we had.’

*I blink at this. This is my Marisol. This is the female that took no shit and told no lies. That had to have been a drawback in her line of work, but, smiling to myself, it was what I loved most about her. I, on the other hand, had no problem with lies. I force a smile, unwilling to allow her to see what is in my thoughts.*

You are correct, my love. You were a gift, one I did not deserve. I won’t tarnish it with regret.

‘Then get on with dispensing vampire justice so you can move on.’

*She fades from my grasp, and it is just as well, because if she had seen my eyes she would have known there would be no ‘moving on’ for me. I inhale deeply and focus my thoughts, going to stand in the doorway to my office to be sure that Evayhne recovers completely.*

Evayhne: *I was still seated in the comfy chair and felt wetness on my lips and a low sexy voice in my ear.*

“Drink Evayhne.”

*My fangs descended naturally at the scent and I carefully bit down on a wrist that was provided and drank slowly as my senses came back online. Assail was as starved as he looked as he has taken more than normal that I became faint. I saw from my peripheral and he seemed much more the powerful male I remember. I hope he would take care of himself. His cousins seemed really concerned when they picked me up. It was none of my business, but I did care for the family. Hopefully, everything will work out.

I took more normal pulls of sustenance into me as I drank Evale’s vein as Ehric watched attentively. I felt better minutes later and licked my bite marks.*

Thank you.

Assail: *As the female’s lips rise from Evale’s wrist I see a glint of devilment in his eye. One I had not seen in a long while. He is looking at Ehric, who had seated himself beside Evayhne, his arm still around her shoulders in support. Ehric’s eyes mirror Evale’s. It is good to see. They are fond of this female, and when this is over, perhaps they will be able to seek her out and find some semblance of “normal”. Ehric, as is their norm, speaks for both.*

“It’s we who should thank you, Evayhne. He has fought us over the issue of feeding since the death of his mate. When he finally agreed, you were the only one we trusted to bring to him. You could have refused once you saw his condition. You had to know once he began to feed he might not be able to stop himself. Yet,” he took her hand and kissed her knuckles in gratitude, “you had the courage to think of him instead of yourself. We owe you.”

Yes. *Speaking loud enough they would hear me easily.* We do. And it is a debt that shall be repaid. But for now, we have an appointment. *Looking at Ehric and Evale.* Do not dally over long. We leave here in an hour.

Evayhne: *Finding my footing, once I felt better after feeding, I got to my feet and looked at the males surrounding me.*

I can demat home from here and you can make your appointment. I don’t want to keep you.

*I ran my hands down my clothes smoothing them unconsciously in nervousness. My heart ached for Assail and the loss of his mate. It explained a great deal his refusal to feed. It can be an intimate act which is why unmated young females were often chaperone by the male of the household. I understood now why he was hesitant and hoped that he would continue to feed regularly, I know the cousins were clearly concerned and cared deeply for their family. To be part of such a family. Shaking my head at such thoughts.*

Please, you don’t owe me anything. Please take care of yourself Assail. The twins care a great deal for you. I can feel it here. *Placing my palm on my heart.* I can take my leave now. Please keep your appointment.

Assail: It is not possible to dematerialize from within the house. Come. We will walk you out.

*Taking her elbow, I gently guide her to the front door of my home, my cousins following in our wake. As I open the door, I catch sight of the river. It is breathtaking tonight, the full moon glinting on the waters. I pause a moment on the front steps and my hand goes to my heart as I bow to this selfless female as deeply as I would have to any Glymera debutante in the Old Country.*

Fare thee well, fair Evayhne.

*She dematerializes, sending her molecules racing across the city to her home, and my face grows impassive as I address my cousins.*

Arm yourselves and meet me in the garage. Tonight it ends.

#BloodOfLife #BloodOath #PartFive #SaintsNSinners #SASBDB #BDB #BDBAU #BlackDaggerBrotherhood

[evayhne]

Blood of Life

Written with @My_Own_Male.

Assail: *Six months had passed since Marisol’s body left me, but her soul, her spirit had come to me this day. I had heard her, seen her, felt her touch as a gentle whisper of wind. And I would count myself mad from grief and starvation, but for the blood red teardrop ruby pendant I still clutch in my hand. The pendant I had buried her with and that she had left behind with me this day.*

Marisol…. *I open my hand to see the jewel lying in my palm, a reassurance that what I was about to do had her blessing. ‘Do this for me,’ she had said. ‘Feed.’ And though the thought fills me with such sickness of heart, soul, and body that I can barely stand to exist, there is nothing I would deny her. Not in life. Not in death.  And she had been right, I thought as I catch a glimpse of myself in the same mirror I had seen her in. I see myself through her eyes, through those of my cousins’ and Markcus. I am a weak, wasted creature. Nearly skeletal. Even Markcus had not been in such shape when we rescued him. Nothing remains of the muscular, robust male I had been. All had been urging me to feed, and now, though death would be preferable, I must. I have one task left to complete in this life, the death of Tony Silva, and though the trap is laid and the prey moving into it, I have not the strength left to spring it if I do not do this one, detestable thing.*

“Assail.”

*My hand closes over the ruby and I turn slowly at the sound of Evahle’s rough voice and raise an eyebrow.*

“Ehric called. He is returning with the female we approached. She is known to you.”

*A thread of anxiety runs in the undertones of his voice. I can surmise he fears I will reject a female I do not know, though in truth, it no longer matters. I /must/ do this. Curtly, I nod at him.*

Bring her into the study when they arrive.

*He nods back at me and then steps away, leaving the door ajar. He fears for me. It is a clinical observation. I can no longer muster the bonds of family feelings. But he needn’t. I will have my vehngance and to have it I must do this. I promised Marisol I would do this. Those are the only two things that matter. Turning, I go to the window. From here I can see the moonlight dance on the water. It was a view Marisol had loved. I recall the nights we’d sat on the veranda sipping wine and watching the river flow. Her grandmother had liked to serve midnight meals there for all of us, directing Ehric and Evale to set the patio table and carry the food as Markcus trailed her like a queen’s retainer, willingly seeing to her every need. She’d treated us all as sons and, in truth, we had all become closer because of it.  Marisol had made me a better male, but Mrs. Carvalho had made us a family. The memories send a stab of anguish for the dear old lady through my heart. I hope she made it, I thought. I hope she rests in that heaven she was so certain of.*

*A flicker of light catches my eye. Headlights approaching the meandering driveway. I watch as they turn in and know that Ehric is home with this female who “is known to me,” but I do not move. I simply watch through the window as the car disappears into the garage and the descending door blocks out the light, leaving the night once again pristine.* @Evayhne_BDB

Evayhne: *I was surprised by the unexpectant call from #Ehric, it had been a while since the last time I called them for a feed and maybe some extracurricular activities if he and/or his brother #Evale were available. They rarely called on me as I assumed they had other sources. Their dangerous looks could get them any female or woman for their needs. I could keep a normal feeding schedule with the help of #Rehv, #Xhex or #Trez and the other employees at #IronMask.

The twins picked me up in a blacked-out Range Rover and started driving to a beautiful estate on the outskirts of Caldwell. The house came into close focus and I could make out the garage doors and back door. There were full floor-to-ceiling glass windows running down the rear flank and around the corner that turned to the Hudson River’s shoreline. Three stories up. Lots of glass and lots of security cameras. It seemed like overkill, but I knew very little about Assail except for a few occasions years back. It's been a long time and we only met at the club though I had visited his private condo when I fed from the twins. It’s where we met to meet my blood needs a few times. They always helped me in a pinch so I felt compelled to agree to their request to assist Assail. It was not a hardship. He was a very handsome male. After #Ehric parked the SUV, #Evale opened my door and led me into the garage door into a mudroom and into the kitchen.*

Assail: *The door from the garage opens and shuts. Though my body is wasted, my hearing is still acute. The sound of the security system accepting the code and resetting, assures me that we will be safe during this time. Feeding makes both parties vulnerable and I will require both Ehric and Evale to remain with us, both as chaperone and as insurance that once I begin, I do not become so ravenous as to lose control and take more than this female can spare. As unwelcome as this task is to me, the need for blood is instinctive and I have denied it for too long. Losing control is a very real possibility. Marisol would not want that, even though my need is great.*

In here.

*I speak calmly, giving no voice to my inner turmoil. Though I am not loud, I know my cousins will hear me. They always hear me. It's as though they have attuned their minds, always so close to one another, to mine as well the last few months. Frequently they anticipate my needs and often simply appear before me, unasked but knowing when I should not be alone. I hear Evale murmur to them to follow him and I wait.*

Evayhne: *The kitchen was a cook’s dream, with beautiful cabinets and high-end appliances. A gorgeous island with plenty of space for entertaining. I wanted to look around but the boys softly nudged me along into the living space. Breathtaking in its vastness as well as its furniture and decor. Again, I was ushered down the hallway to what seemed to be an office.

A male sat in a chair. I gasped internally as I realized it was Assail. Gaunt with clear starvation. No more the muscular and darkly handsome male only a handful of years that I saw him last. Though time was different for vampires than humans. It was more like 5 months ago rather than 5 years ago.

I had been working for him in a small capacity, being a sort of informant. He must have known I only gave him information that The Reverend would have already known or whom I already told. I was loyal to my employers since they took care of me like many of the females including humans they had employed.

But I had a relationship with this male, albeit brief, but his cousins were my friends. I quickly came to his side.*

Assail …

Assail: *I had sunk into a chair facing the door as I waited. Now, as she enters, I gesture for her to sit on the settee across from me. “A female who was known to me” Evahle had said. I should have known it would be Evayhne. Though we had not had direct contact in some years, she had continued to funnel information to me through the twins from time-to-time and they had maintained a blood and – if their demeanor after seeing her was to be any scale of judgment – occasionally physical relationship.*

Please, take a seat Evayhne. It has been some time since we’ve met. Would you care for some refreshments?

*I just want this over before I lose my resolve but to be discourteous to a female doing me a great service would be unseemly. Even though the social niceties feel like sandpaper running across an open wound, I would not disgrace Marisol and her grandmother by failing to observe them.*

Evayhne: *This once very strong man seemed broken. What had happened to him? He seemed so formidable when we first met, I had even mistaken him for a Brother. Knowing the ones that frequented the club always sitting in the corner booth near the exit. I had never met them personally … but the rumors and the chatter that came in their wake every time they visited was hard to ignore.

I sat down as requested but shook my head and politely declined any refreshments. The twins were always formal and courteous, I knew something was wrong when they ushered me straight into, which I assume is Assail’s office l, after bypassing the kitchen and living space. They would have taken the time for common courtesy. Assail was in urgent need.

Assail seemed very sad and clearly reluctant to feed. I wondered if he was too far gone for the wrist … but I offered nonetheless.>

Please, take what you need …

Assail: *She offers me life, and yet I cannot bring myself to rise from the chair to take it from her. This is a need so basic and yet so long foregone that I should be overwhelmed with blood lust, but all I find within myself is sadness.*

I do not think I can.

Evayhne: *I watch as different emotions pass across his face. He seemed so broken. I score my wrist and lean up towards his mouth hoping the smell will entice his fangs to descend and the biology would take it over from there.

He unquestionably needed to feed but there was such reluctance. I wasn't aware of his situation but I hoped that I could help him.*

Assail:  *The scent of iron fills the air as her blood begins to slowly flow. My fangs descend of their own accord, and still I hesitate.*

Thank you for this. It is a great gift.

*I kneel before her and take her wrist in my hands, holding it as delicately as fine, aged china, and then lift it to my lips.*

Evayhne: *I watched quietly as he struggles with himself and the thoughts that must cloud his mind with so much conflict and watched several different emotions cross his face.

I wondered once again what has led us to this moment so dire that the twins had to reach out to me. Clearly, he needed to feed based on his gaunt appearance and just as evident in his reluctance.

His mate. It must be because of her.

As he finally decided something he came toward me and thanked me for my service and I could feel my own heart break a little just hearing the anguish and something else I could not name.

I just replied, “you’re welcome. Please take my vein and replenish yourself.”

I briefly felt a sharp bite of his fangs and the gentle pulls of life’s sustenance helping another.*

Assail: *For a moment my eyes meet Evayne’s and grief wells up within me again, a knot of bitter bile in my throat, and then I feel the cool, ephemeral touch of my love on the back of my neck, gently urging me to take from this female. My fangs sink into the soft flesh of Evayne’s wrist, and in spite of myself I begin to draw from her. At first I am delicate, but as I feel the strength flow through me my instinct’s take over and I drink deeply. And all the while, I feel Marisol’s gentle touch ruffling through my hair, caressing the back of my neck. Her love bathes my broken heart in light, her tenderness enables my mind to focus on her presence instead of the female in front of me.*

Evayhne: *At first, I thought he was going to stop before he even had enough but slowly time seemed to change his mood slowly and he drank as his body was surely demanding of him. I hoped whatever turmoil he was going through would pass. But before my thoughts could really form onto what I could do, I felt faint …*

Assail: *Even as I feed, I can feel muscles filling in, skin stretching taut over them again. My long abstinence broken, my body demands more and more. I am no longer thinking, only feeding, the beast within me coming alive. Though Evayhne’s arm had been relaxed and steady in my hands as I took from her wrist, it began to tremble, and still I feed. Until Marisol’s voice breaks through my bloodlust even as Ehric’s hand rests atop her otherworldly one on my shoulder and his voice echoes hers.*

‘Stop, Assail. You have to stop.”

“Boss, it’s enough. Pull back.”

*Their tandem voices pull me back to the now. My mind is sharper than it has been in months and I realize that I have very nearly taken Evayne to the point of no return, but I cannot return to her the gift she has given me. I had allowed no one to feed from me since Marisol entered my life. As a human she had not required it for life, and I had not required it to desire her. To feed a female … it is a bridge too far, even now. Quickly, I lick Evayne’s wrist, sealing the bite wounds and look to Evale. He had moved with Ehric and had knelt beside her to assist if I had been so locked in bloodlust that they would have had to physically separate us.*

Evale, give her your wrist before she faints.

*I shake off Ehric’s hand and rise, once more myself, a male in his prime with the physique of a Brother, if not the sense of duty. Marisol’s touch fades but I can still feel her presence. Gently lifting Evayhne's chin with two fingers as she sits, clearly weakened but with courage that would put many a male to shame, I meet Evayhne’s eyes.*

I allowed myself to over-indulge. I ask your pardon. I know my cousins will be anxious to see to your needs. I will give you the room while I attend to some business. Cousins. *Both look at me with expectation in their eyes.* See her home when she has been restored.

*With a nod to Evale, I rise and leave the room, though I do not go far, just to the kitchen where I stand looking out the window at the woods that surround all but the front of the house. Ehric had seen to packing the SUV while Evale had gone to get Evayne. There was little for me to do now but wait. If a low, frustrated growl escapes me, well, it is to be expected when I have worked six long months to get to this point and am now only hours from the end. A soft laugh, almost inaudible, comes from behind me. I turn to see Marisol’s … ghost? Soul? I don’t know what to call it, except … Marisol. I turn to see her translucent form seated on the center island.*

You can laugh?

‘You always were impatient. You would never have made a thief or an assassin.”

That is well because I never wanted to be either.  Well, perhaps that is not /quite/ true. I have been an assassin now and again. In a good cause. But it did not require extensive waiting on my part. I’m more of an opportunist in such matters. I simply put my quarry where I want them and take advantage of it.

‘Whereas I could lay in a snowbank with a pair of long range binoculars for hours.’

*I cannot help but smile.*

I remember. And still, I caught you. *The smile fades, quickly.*

‘Don’t.’ *She is somehow off the island and in front of me, her fingers a whisper caress on my jaw, her voice firm and unwavering.*

‘I can see you regretting it now. Don’t.’

If I had let you be, ignored your presence, you would still be alive.

‘And you would be dead instead, Ehric and Evale forced to pull the plug on you in the Brotherhood’s clinic. You would have died trying to overcome your addiction and we would never have had our time. I would have never known what it was like to love and be loved so completely. It was a gift, Assail. One I will take with me into eternity. I regret nothing and if you do then you insult what we had.’

*I blink at this. This is my Marisol. This is the female that took no shit and told no lies. That had to have been a drawback in her line of work, but, smiling to myself, it was what I loved most about her. I, on the other hand, had no problem with lies. I force a smile, unwilling to allow her to see what is in my thoughts.*

You are correct, my love. You were a gift, one I did not deserve. I won’t tarnish it with regret.

‘Then get on with dispensing vampire justice so you can move on.’

*She fades from my grasp, and it is just as well, because if she had seen my eyes she would have known there would be no ‘moving on’ for me. I inhale deeply and focus my thoughts, going to stand in the doorway to my office to be sure that Evayhne recovers completely.*

Evayhne: *I was still seated in the comfy chair and felt wetness on my lips and a low sexy voice in my ear.*

“Drink Evayhne.”

*My fangs descended naturally at the scent and I carefully bit down on a wrist that was provided and drank slowly as my senses came back online. Assail was as starved as he looked as he has taken more than normal that I became faint. I saw from my peripheral and he seemed much more the powerful male I remember. I hope he would take care of himself. His cousins seemed really concerned when they picked me up. It was none of my business, but I did care for the family. Hopefully, everything will work out.

I took more normal pulls of sustenance into me as I drank Evale’s vein as Ehric watched attentively. I felt better minutes later and licked my bite marks.*

Thank you.

Assail: *As the female’s lips rise from Evale’s wrist I see a glint of devilment in his eye. One I had not seen in a long while. He is looking at Ehric, who had seated himself beside Evayhne, his arm still around her shoulders in support. Ehric’s eyes mirror Evale’s. It is good to see. They are fond of this female, and when this is over, perhaps they will be able to seek her out and find some semblance of “normal”. Ehric, as is their norm, speaks for both.*

“It’s we who should thank you, Evayhne. He has fought us over the issue of feeding since the death of his mate. When he finally agreed, you were the only one we trusted to bring to him. You could have refused once you saw his condition. You had to know once he began to feed he might not be able to stop himself. Yet,” he took her hand and kissed her knuckles in gratitude, “you had the courage to think of him instead of yourself. We owe you.”

Yes. *Speaking loud enough they would hear me easily.* We do. And it is a debt that shall be repaid. But for now, we have an appointment. *Looking at Ehric and Evale.* Do not dally over long. We leave here in an hour.

Evayhne: *Finding my footing, once I felt better after feeding, I got to my feet and looked at the males surrounding me.*

I can demat home from here and you can make your appointment. I don’t want to keep you.

*I ran my hands down my clothes smoothing them unconsciously in nervousness. My heart ached for Assail and the loss of his mate. It explained a great deal his refusal to feed. It can be an intimate act which is why unmated young females were often chaperone by the male of the household. I understood now why he was hesitant and hoped that he would continue to feed regularly, I know the cousins were clearly concerned and cared deeply for their family. To be part of such a family. Shaking my head at such thoughts.*

Please, you don’t owe me anything. Please take care of yourself Assail. The twins care a great deal for you. I can feel it here. *Placing my palm on my heart.* I can take my leave now. Please keep your appointment.

Assail: It is not possible to dematerialize from within the house. Come. We will walk you out.

*Taking her elbow, I gently guide her to the front door of my home, my cousins following in our wake. As I open the door, I catch sight of the river. It is breathtaking tonight, the full moon glinting on the waters. I pause a moment on the front steps and my hand goes to my heart as I bow to this selfless female as deeply as I would have to any Glymera debutante in the Old Country.*

Fare thee well, fair Evayhne.

*She dematerializes, sending her molecules racing across the city to her home, and my face grows impassive as I address my cousins.*

Arm yourselves and meet me in the garage. Tonight it ends.

#BloodOfLife #BloodOath #PartFive #SaintsNSinners #SASBDB #BDB #BDBAU #AU #BlackDaggerBrotherhood

[veiledtreasurebdb-blog]

ECSTACY

Groping hands sent a fire through my body that I’d never experienced before. All that went through my mind was, “More!” and in cue with that, my hips lifted, as if to seek out the body that went along with those hands. In response, I heard a low growl rumble deep, and shudders rolled through my body in places that had never been awakened before. Quickly, I felt clothes sliding off me and dropping to the floor as those strong hands moved up my torso, across my shoulders, hips, and legs. Then they were gone for a minute and I could vaguely hear my own voice, as if so far in the distance, “No! Don’t go away! Come back!”

“I’ve gone nowhere.” Came a deep, raspy voice. “I’ve gotta get these fucking pants off!”

It seemed like a lifetime before those hands came back and when they did, I sucked in a deep breath, reaching my own forward, across the body of the male that was exploring me. He was a large male, with an incredibly muscular body that was naked and hovering over me.

Fingers grazed my nipples and sensations I’ve never felt rocked my body. Then his lips took over and his hands made their way further down my torso. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew this wasn’t right, but everything else in my body was screaming for this male and I gripped onto him, pulling his body to mine.

The large length between his legs poked into me and instinctively I raised my hips to meet it. That low growl now rumbled through my chest now, as his chest rested on my own and it created a sense of urgency in me. Grabbing at his shaft, I pushed it down to meet my core, not quite knowing what I was doing, but it just felt like the thing to do. He moved himself into position and slid himself inside of me. The feeling of that movement was painful for a second, but then as he pulled back out and thrust back in, it sent shockwaves of delirium throughout my entire being and I sank my teeth into his neck. Blood rushed into my mouth as I could feel him moving inside me. For a time, everything seemed so out of sorts. My body was experiencing a new, sexual euphoria as we moved together, all the while his hands were still squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples making the experience even more surreal. Suddenly, I felt his teeth against my neck and he bit down and started drawing my blood in. That’s when it went from out of sorts to completely clouded. My body turned into a frenzy and I couldn’t pull him any closer to me. Suddenly, an unbridled eruption of ecstasy ripped through my body and I trembled uncontrollably. The male gripped a hold of me tight and groaned low in his gut, slowing for a minute. But, as soon as the trembling stopped, I pushed him over on his back and started to move on top of him. I never wanted this to stop. Screw the voice in the back of my head! This was what I needed! Forever! Just this male and me, doing this for the rest of my life and into The Fade.

We went on for what seemed like hours before fervent, hostile voices interrupted us. Arms reached in, trying to pull this male from me and I wrapped my entire being around him to keep that from happening. I could hear his threatening snarl as the others got close and it seemed to make my nipples even harder than they were, and I rocked a little more forcefully against him.

“Fuck!” It was the male’s voice.

Abruptly, I felt him stand and push me behind him, but I still couldn’t get enough of this powerful male. My hands roamed along his back, butt, and hips, finally reaching around his front in an attempt to pull him back to me. He was still rock hard and I gently wrapped my fingers around him. He let out a groan and turned to me. Next thing I knew he was slumping to the ground in front of me and I hit my knees next to him. “No!” A prick in my neck, then all things went black.

#Ecstasy #SASBDB #BDBRPG

[sloahne]

Submitting to the Darkness Part 21 Wide Awake Nightmare

Written by @Vishous_SASBDB.

*I’m sitting in front of all the Toys watching my family go about their day’s routines, Beth and Wrath with LW, Rhage and Mary having a movie date. Watching the doggen go around dancing as they clean, so happy to do anything around the manse for us. Anything to serve our needs. I sit here waiting for the time to go by, I know she is here as I am feeling her. I know she’s close by in the training facilities medical ward. I know she’s safe. Why, then, am I feeling like she is far away? 

I scan the monitors. I hit the one for the training facility. I see her walking in the halls. I want to go to her, help her in any way I can, but I know she is afraid that he’s coming back. Drake. I should have taken him out when I could. I should have killed him and let the sun have him. As I watch her, I long to go to her. I need to contain myself. I see her going up and down the halls, Then I see her go into another room.* What is she up too? *I murmur as I continue to watch. I see two females come out and straight to the exit.* NO! No, no, no, no. Fuck me, what the hell are you thinking female! You cannot leave, you can’t leave the mhis. He can find you if you leave this property. *As I see both females going, I jump up and start to head down to the med center. I have to stop them, one is still hurt pretty bad and Drake cannot find her here. I start to fly down the halls, running like I’ve never run before, trying to get where I need to be to stop them and help them. 

Then everything goes black. With a shocked feeling my body starts to shake, then when I open my eyes I can see him. I see Drake and he has Sloahne. Her skin light, her dark hair.

She’s tied up against a bedpost with her back to him. I see the cat-o-nine tails ... he’s whipping her, red streaks going down her back with each lash her body shakes and tightens. It isn’t for foreplay, it’s for punishment. For her escape. Her blood starts to leak out and slowly runs down her back. As I look closer I see her tattoo ... I cannot tell if it’s not real or not, but I know Sloahne has one. I know she was just here, she still has to be here. As I concentrate harder on looking, I can see her as she writhes in pain. I strain and look harder, I can see her now, I see her through his eyes. He takes the punishing deeper,  taking  the handcuffs and pulling them up over her head and making her tiptoe, and if she rests her feet, the metal cuts into her skin and leaves red rings while she screams in pain. When she goes down again this time it cuts into her hands.

She had blood running slowly down her arms and down her back. She slowly turns her head to plead for mercy and as she looks I can see her eyes are an emerald green. It’s not her! Sloahne’s eyes are chocolate brown. She is still here, safe at the Brotherhood manse. My head jerks back and starts to pound. No, this needs to stop before she leaves. I run down to the medical center, racing as I make my way through the halls. Passing through doors as they slam shut behind me, I make my way to the parking garage, Looking everywhere I come to a quick stop and grab my head while it throbs.

I turn around and shake my head as I hear voices, I look and see Lass talking to them, Whew, they are heading back to the med center. They should be fine now. I need to talk to her, let her know what he will do to her if she leaves. She needs to stay. I have to talk to her and let her know his plans for her if she leaves. She. Has. To. Stay.

And for the future plans for the male. I need to bring this to someone’s attention that he needs to be stopped before any other females get hurt or killed by his sick addiction and his retribution.*

#WideAwakeNightmare #SubmittingToTheDarkness #PartTwentyOne #ToBeContinued #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB

[mhonroe]

What is Home: Chosen Lost Part 16

[It’s been months since my rescue and I’m still getting used to the new environment. I grew up in all white then thrust into the deep underground of caves of muted greens, browns and greys into a new world of bright colors. My life of a Chosen was so different than The Otherside. Although I was a blood slave … my virginity was surprisingly still intact. The males that kidnapped me kept me in a reverent pedestal even though I was kept against my will. They provided me clean water, brought me food, they even provided clothing, books, and various knick-knacks. I was never mistreated. They never overfed from me and though I tried to refuse to feed so that I could die they never let me succumb from thirst that would have inevitable led to my death.

Even with this experience, the one thing that really drove me to the depth of my despair was that they just never spoke to me. I wonder now if it was because they wanted to separate themselves from me and to only think of me as an object rather than a person? To prevent them from feeling attached. I was the only female amongst a number of males. At least from what I could see from my cell. Perhaps there were others … I have no idea since I only provided blood.

For so many years, I was alone. They even kept any prisoners away from me as well unless I needed to feed someone. So there was no one for me to talk to and it was so very lonely. I ate by myself, I read by myself and often I talked to myself, I sang to myself just to keep myself sane. For eighty years … I was forgotten by the Scribe Virgin and endured years of solitude not of my own making.

Today … I was free … but yet I felt like it was just a different environment. The Brotherhood provided my own room at the manse, I even had one at the Great Camp which I had yet to visit. One of the Brother’s shellan Mary even suggested that perhaps I would feel more comfortable back at the Sanctuary during a few very long lengthy conversations about my experience … but nothing felt like home. Not anymore.]

#WhatIsHome #ChosenLost #PartSixteen #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB

[mary-luce]

All Hands on Deck: Family Problems Part 15

*@Rhage_SASBDB came to talk to me before his nightly rotation in downtown Caldwell, apparently @TohrSASRP obtained some interesting information after his session with @Leethall_SASBDB. Females are going missing in Caldwell and it’s been confirmed by a few sources both in and out of the city. My heart constricted knowing the ordeal we dealt with almost a decade ago with Lash. Was it going to be a repeat? Though there have been no bodies left for us find … so what was the Lessening Army doing with the poor females. 

Rhage inquired about the capacity at #SafePlace and I recalled that we had several rooms available after a few of our females found jobs and were able to afford their own living arrangements. I had to remind him though that #SafePlae only allows for females and children. He nodded as stated that there were plans to create an alternative for the males of the family in the need should arise. 

He hugged me tight and told him that when I leave the manse and arrive at #SafePlace to text him immediately. He was always so anxious since he could not locate me by blood echo like the rest of the Brotherhood could with their shellans. I understood his anxiety about my safety. As always, I made my promise to him. He kissed me reverently and left to meet up with his partner for the night along with some trainees.

We didn’t even have much time to talk about Tohr’s session with Leethal and if he was fine. Of course, since we weren’t speaking in the underground clinic … everything must have been fine. I started to worry again about how Leethall was doing. @Beth_Marklon mentioned to us about what Wrath @LordOfTheManse and her had decided. I felt it was fair and that it was sneaky of her to try and help with their father/son relationship. I was grateful. I knew it was eating Rhage up inside even if he wouldn’t admit it.

I pulled up my laptop and started to confirm what rooms were available and what #SafePlace could offer in accommodations. Marissa, Rhym and I needed to plan a new intake process if an emergency arises. I took out my cell phone and texted the group to meet up an hour and that we meet with Beth, @BellaRAhgony and @ChosesnAislinn as well, who take shifts at #SafePlace. All hands on deck … it looks like the whole manse will be joining the new warfare against the Omega and his stinking army.*

#AllHandsOnDeck #FamilyProblems #PartFifteen #Deliverance #PartTwelve #TBC #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB

[edenbdb]

Punishment: Summons Part 6

Dhark: Dhark entered into his room, his leathers ripped in places and black oily lesser blood was staining him and making him smell like five fucking cupcake stores had exploded in his face. But he had slaughtered the motherfuckers that had him stinking up his room with the sickly sweet stench. Oh he’d slaughtered them well and good before he popped them back to the Omega. He dropped his weapons on the desk in his room and started cleaning them, wiping the steels of his blades and making sure they were sharp. He had already let Fritz know he needed a Chosen, and specifically asked for the one named Eden, that one that had serviced him just a few nights ago. He wasn’t hungry per say, but he needed to blow off some steam and calm down. And for the past few years, nothing had done the trick like that female had. Besides, he wanted to see her reaction to him being stained black with blood and stinking like a nursery hit with an acute case of diarrhea. @Eden_BDB

Eden: [It has been a few days since I returned to the Sanctuary after my summons for the sire Dhark. Mine sisters had been worried for me when I sat woolgathering about those few days together. It was the first time that a Brother has requested my presence not only for blood sustenance. Though it may have been my moment of pure bravado to take a chance that I initiated the encounter.

I shivered in my robes looking out into the fountains as I remember those first few moments that led to hours and hours of unexpectant pleasure. None I had ever experienced before and now wondered to myself if I would ever experience again. That summons had been an anomaly. The Brothers could call on anyone.

Suddenly someone was calling my name as I looked up, I saw the Directrix coming towards me.]

“Eden, you have been summoned to the Brotherhood Manse. Go at once.” [She states as she approached me. I wondered who had summoned me and in foolish hope wondered if it was /him/.]

Who summoned me? [I pondered.]

“I know not, and would never question. Just go and do not fail us.”

[I nodded and made my way to the fountains to the only entrance left from the Sanctuary and the Otherside, arriving at the doors to the Manse as I opened the vestibule doors and awaited my entry.]

Dhark: Dhark looked up as there was a knocking on his door. He willed the wooden thing open, making sure to not be gentle, but not tear the thing off it hinges either. He was clearly agitated though the female doggen on the other side didn’t seem all that bothered by it. Could be she was just used to his mood being shifty after a night of patrolling the streets. On the other side of the door, he could smell Eden had accompanied the doggen and it wasn’t a moment too soon at all. He was getting sick of waiting while twiddling blades between his fingers. “Leave us, and shut the door after you. I don’t want to be disturbed until I leave this room”, he said shortly without even looking up. Many of his weapons were on display tonight, some freshly cleaned, others tainted with the black substance that was lesser blood. The sweet smell of baby powder was filling the room since Dhark hadn’t bothered to shower or leave anything in laundry. He wanted Eden to know exactly what he had been doing all night and see her reaction to him. The female doggen bowed and stepped aside to give room for Eden to enter the room, followed by the doggen closing the door as she had been instructed to.

Eden: [I could hear the low growl from just outside the door and as I watch the doggen not even flinch at his reaction. I was to take that fortitude of the doggen’s behavior into my own. He willed the door closed behind me … hearing the reverberation of the door as it echoed. 

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves as I remembered his instruction from when I was here last, I pulled at my ties on my robe and let the silk fall on my shoulders and arms and folded over a nearby chair and then stood by the door as I awaited his orders as I stood there naked mostly except fishnet stockings.

I could smell a sickly sweet smell that could only be from our enemies as I recalled the aroma during my times down at the clinic to feed an injured warrior. So the scent was familiar to me as I looked around the room and awaited his next instruction. He left his weapons out on his dresser and tables and I could see the black substance which I have also seen on their clothing when they were defending our race. It bothered me not. It made me proud to serve a warrior who risks his life to protect us all.

I finally looked up to see him watching me and wondered what he was thinking. I met his eyes and observed his reactions.]

Dhark: Dhark looked to the Chosen as the door was closed, watching her reactions quite closely, observing her like a predator does its prey. The weapons and smell didn’t seem to bother her one little bit as she just dropped her robe and placed it over the back of a chair. He let out a growl of approval as he stood up from his own seat, his tight leathers making him seem even bigger than he already was. He walked towards the Chosen, his eyes wandering over her naked body, surprised by the fishnet stockings, as he slowly started taking off his leather jacket and shirt, leaving his black-soaked leather pants on to contain the hard-on he was feeling pressing against his pants. 

He walked to the Chosen, his hands immediately finding her hips and in a quick movement, he pulled her closer to him. He let out an approving growl, seeing her lack of reaction to his stained clothing and even the smell of their enemies. She was well-trained, that was for sure, and she had even remembered that he had requested her to disrobe whenever she was in his room. “You’re so quiet, Chosen Eden”, he said and looked into her eyes, hunger and desire burning in his own. He indeed was planning very sinister things in his mind, though he wasn’t sure whether or not the Chosen would be able to see that.

Eden: [His gaze warmed my body from the inside out, regardless of the fact that I stood naked in his bed chambers. I watched as he removed his shirt and I searched for any wounds quickly but he seemed unhurt and I felt surprisingly relieved. I understood what he did daily and knew that injuries were part of it all … yet, I felt comfort knowing he was healthy and strong.

His large warm hands rested on my hips and his low growl sent shivers through me. Though he smelled of the sickly sweet, as he drew closer to me I could scent his natural smell of spice and musk. Heavenly through sweeter. His baritone voice whispered over my skin as he wondered why I was quiet.]

How are you this evening, sire? [I asked as I looked up at him from my place. My arms raised as I placed them on his forearms and felt his warm skin beneath my fingers. I could see his eyes fill with lust that I have now recognized with a hint of darkness beneath them. I licked my suddenly dry lips in anticipation.]

Dhark: Dhark watched the female closely, enjoying the sigh of her licking her lips. She was already wanting him, which he was far from displeased with. He smirked as she asked him how he was and wrapped his arms around her tighter. He caressed her hair softly and looked at her. “Worked up and very tense, my little Chosen”, he said and looked into her eyes. He leaned down and softly ran his tongue over her lips. “Dry lips? You should tell me, so I can make them nice and wet” he said and pulled his face away teasingly. “Do you know that you’re tasty, little Chosen?”, he asked with a chuckle following closely behind it all. “Like a little strawberry dipped in chocolate, ready to be bitten into.”

Eden: [I felt his tongue over my lips and felt bereft when it was gone just as quickly as it appeared, I barely suppressed a whimper. I could feel my cheeks warm as his compliment of being tasty.]

You taste good too. [I replied, hoping he would give me more of a taste by kissing me. It was dangerous that I have come to crave him. The Brothers were not known to take mates, though things were changing. But I knew that I could not give myself over to hope, he could choose another one of us just as easily … perhaps one with more experience than myself. I need to enjoy these few moments with him and try not to indulge in these feelings that he was evoking with his sweet remarks and gestures. I needed to try to really try and focus on my duty to provide the Brother with his needs while learning from the experiences.] 

Please bite me then.

Dhark: Dhark let out a deep chuckle as he heard Eden’s request to bite her. It almost sounded like a challenge to him. He let his hands wander over her, his nails grazing her skin. “Hoh? Already asking me to do something to you? What a brave little Chosen you are, making requests of a Brother”, he asked and lowered his head to keep it only inches away from hers, his brown eyes observing her face closely. 

“A Brother who has been out killing lessers all night, and called upon you to help him relax, and you’re making bold requests. What a naughty little Chosen you are, my little Eden” he said with his silky smooth voice, as he caressed her naked body with his arms tight enough for her not to be able to escape his embrace easily. “What do you have to say for yourself, little Chosen?”

Eden: [I drop my eyes at his reprimand. He was right, it was not my place to ask for anything.] My apologies, sire. I did not mean to offend. Please forgive me.

[I could watch him breath in and out as he listened to my response to his inquiry. His chest lifting and settling with each breath. I concentrated on each rise and fall to temper my lust and hoped he wouldn’t send me away and request another.]

Dhark: Dhark stayed silent a while after Eden had given her apology, begging for him to forgive her. He slid his right hand up and caressed her cheek softly with the back of his fingers, studying her curiously. He was playing with her, giving her mixed signals and drawing her into his twisted games, just because he wanted to see her suffer and squirm. He was indeed a sick fuck. 

“Tell me something, my naughty little Chosen” he said, lowering his voice to little more than a purr. “Did you think about me while in the Sanctuary?” he asked as his left hand sought to her thighs, caressing upwards and inwards towards her nethers. “Did you practice what I taught you in your solitude?” Eden: [I felt the warm fingers on my face and leaned towards it welcoming the contact. My face pinkened when he asked if I had thought of him. I frequently go back to our first night together. It had only been a few days … and during those days my thoughts were bombarded with my memories of that night. I was so consumed with them that my sisters often had to repeat themselves and get my attention as I was often lost in my thoughts.]

I have ...

[My cheeks reddened even more as his next question caught me off guard. Practice? I remembered how his hand guided my own as I explored myself with my own touch. It felt awkward at first As upbringing taught us that females didn’t touch themselves in this manner. Our breeding would never allow such proclivity much less under the protection of the Scribe Virgin in her Sanctuary. I admitted as much to him as I told him that he had not practiced.]

Dhark: Dhark’s eyes almost shined when Eden leaned into his caressing hand, enjoying the attention while admitting she had thought of him. He had already begun to invade her when she was secluded from him. His blood was rushing in his veins as the thoughts of her being distracted by the mere thought of him got the male all kinds of excited. 

When the Chosen openly admitted skittishly she hadn’t practiced Dhark enjoyed the increasingly red cheeks she was sporting. He leaned backwards, letting his silvery eyes rest on hers as a sadistic smirk spread over his face. “You didn’t?” he asked, keeping his voice smooth and calm, almost chillingly so. He slowly led the female to a corner of his room, past the bloody weapons and clothes he had left on his table. 

“How will you ever become a proper ehros if you don’t practice and train your body?” he asked as he walked to a closet, opening it and revealing a collection of whips, feathers, collars, gags and leather-cuffs, making sure to turn Eden, so she had a perfect view of the many tools. “Like a warrior training his fighting, so he can face the lessers and win, you need to train your body for pleasure, so you don’t pass out after only a small amount of pleasure, little Chosen” he purred into her ear while tightening his grip around her. “Now what should we use to punish you, hmm? A leather whip, maybe? Or perhaps you’re ticklish, so a feather is more suited while you’re blindfolded and tied to the bedposts” Dhark gave Eden’s left breast a squeeze, digging his nails into her skin as his tongue trailed up behind her ear. “Thoughts, my little disobedient ehros?”

Eden: [His voice became more reprimanding as he revealed his displeasure and I was led to a corner of his room that I had never noticed before. As he opened the double doors, he revealed a collection of instruments I had never seen before. I stood slightly paralyzed as he told me that I was to be punished for something I was not informed to practice. I held my tongue as he mentioned a whip and decided it was his prerogative to punish me even though I had no idea that it was his desire in the first place.

Instantly my wayward thoughts ceased as pain radiated from my breast as nails were dug into my skin. I winced and kept my gasp from escaping my biting my lips. I tried to breath in through my nose to keep from calling out. The fear that had started when the doors open increased as my heart beat faster … wondering if the Brother would hurt me. Surely, he would not … the #Primale would be furious if I ended up in the clinic. But then I knew that Dhark would ask for another Chosen to take my place. 

I wondered again, if my infatuation with the male stemmed from being wanted at all by a male … or being wanted by him specifically. My daily thoughts these past few nights were filled with his strong visage, his voice, his body, his touch, his words … he had become my obsession in such a short period of time. I knew my time with him would be fleeting.]

Whatever you wish, sire.

Dhark: Dhark watched Eden’s reaction closely, noticing her heavier breathing as he applied his nails to her skin. She was in pain, but bearing through it as she had always been bred and instructed to do. It made him almost shiver with joy, especially as she gave that damned standard answer, she gave whenever he asked her a question. He kept on fondling her breast as he looked over his toys, purring against the back of Eden’s ear as he let the seconds stretch themselves to minutes. Tightening his arms around her, Dhark leaned in and nipped at her ear. “Hmmm, maybe I should lean you over my knee and use my hand for today, and then train you for the night and through the day” he purred out, loosening the grip on Eden’s breast. “But I’ll have to leave marks on you for not practising your craft. Warriors have to train and practice their craft, so you should too.”

Eden: [I felt like my heart was trying to beat itself outside my body as fear began to take hold. I knew he would never hurt me in the sense of me landing in the infirmary but I had no frame of reference for this scenario. Regardless, I knew I still wanted to be in the room with him. 

Whether it was the anticipation of something new and perhaps dangerous or the intoxicating knowledge of what I already experienced. My adrenaline was running on part fear, excitement and suspense. I could feel my body shudder as I heard his words about giving me a spanking and  leaving marks. My mind knew that I should be appalled but yet I think my body was reacting completely differently.]

Dhark: Dhark took a loud deep inhale as Eden was reacting to his touches and words. Was she actually getting excited at the promise of him punishing her with his own hand? Oh, what a lovely little female she was. “My my, aren’t we smelling awfully nice,” he remarked and reached into the closet, picking out a black leather collar with a long silver chain attached. He slowly placed the collar around Eden’s neck, being very gentle and careful to not get any hair caught between her skin and the leather. He then gave the chain a few tugs, just letting her feel the sensation of being at his mercy. “Let’s get to it, my naughty little ehros” he said and started walking towards the bed, prepared to yank the chain if he had to. “It’s time for your punishment.”

Eden: [Dhark placed a leather collar covering my neck and it felt odd at first but somehow felt comforting as well. That was unexpected but before I could contemplate anymore … I felt a pull towards his luxurious bed. Then to hear the word “punishment” again … I could feel my heart jump again, but surely he wouldn’t hurt me more than I could handle. He would have to answer to the Primale. Leading the way, he sat down on the bed still taller than me still standing. I watched him curiously as my body hummed quietly in anticipation of what could possibly come next.]

Dhark: He led her back to the bed, pulling softly on the leash, all to get her used to the sensation of him being in complete control. He sat down on the bed and pulled Eden closer, stroking her naked body with his fingertips. “You’ve been a naughty little ehros, kitten. Can’t have you not listening to me, now can we?” he almost purred out as he smirked maliciously at her. “Are you ready to receive your punishment?” he asked before he tied the end of the leash to the bedpost. He then used his hands to guide Eden’s body to lay on her stomach across his lap, her rear slightly raised. His left hand was caressing her face as his right stroked over her waist to her lower back before reaching her backside, resting there for a short while. He licked his lips before he spoke again. “What a bad little kitten you are,'' he said softly before he lifted his palm into the air and smacked it against her skin, letting the pain settle before he raised his palm again. “Such a bad kitten you’ve been, isn’t that right?” Eden: [The pain was expected as I tried to relax. It hurts and I try to wriggle away from the blows. I have to concentrate to handle the pain and my mind empties as I absorb the sensations. He continued to spank me in a rhythmic pattern, but then started to caress and  fondle me between the slaps. So as the pain subsided a warmth filled my backside causing the feeling of pain to be replaced with unexpected pleasure. Strange. I would not have thought such a thing was possible.

He hits me again and again and deep inside I want him to stop, but I knew it would be failing the Chosen and at the same time … I don’t want to give him satisfaction. Odd. My body is humming from the slaps but each one he caresses me gently and it burns as he strokes me round and round and down. My mind cannot keep up and it starts to drift.]

Dhark: Dhark couldn’t help but smirk as Eden seemed to try and wiggle away. He clenched her chain, keeping her in place as he let more force run through his palm. “Ah ah ah, kitten,” he teased, his voice smooth as silk as he caressed her rear after yet another slap. “Bad girls get punished,” he noted before he let his lips close to her ear, purring softly. “Only good little kittens get to please the Brotherhood and fulfill their role” he whispered. As the Chosen started settling and accepting her spanking more, he eased up, letting his fingers caress her rear and knead her back-cheeks as he pulled at her chain to get her attention. “Now then, apologize to me, your master, kitten” he said in his soft voice, his stare intense and burning with possessive malice, chaining the Chosen in his mind and trapping her in the cage of his messed up mind games. “Apologize and maybe I’ll forgive you and continue training you to be a better ehros. You want that, don’t you, kitten?” Eden: [The pain was excruciating at first. It was difficult not to squirm and move about to avoid the slaps. Then when he mentions Chosen’s sworn duties, I concentrated and made myself not move. I did not want to shame myself and the others if I did not obey. 

Eventually the pain subsided and became a warmth that I was not expecting. But then as he pulled me up to look at him … I could feel him trying to adjure my mind to obey. At first, it was disconcerting I tried to fight back but again I remembered his warning and automatically apologized as he commanded. His eyes were a s dark as night and contained no empathy or feeling. It was disconcerting and I had to calm my breathing to keep from being frightened of the unknown.

Dhark: Dhark let the chosen get a hold of her breathing, allowing her mind a short break. He could tell she was battling her own fear, his deliberate dangling her duties in front of her working magic as he ensnared her further. He grabbed hold of her chain, but didn’t pull at it, he simply held it in his hand, letting it go lax. His other hand caressed her hair softly as he observed her closely. He put on a warmer front as he inched closer, lightly grasping the back of her neck and pulled her in for a deep kiss, holding himself back to keep the kiss as soft as possible. After pulling back, he looked to the Chosen, his eyes warm, yet still as calculating as ever. “Now there’s a good girl,” he hummed with a smile on his face. His hand drifted from her neck, caressing her skin softly. His fingertips danced her her collarbone as he pulled her into his lap, his left hand still holding her chain loosely as his right found her right breast. He cupped his prize and kneaded into her flesh, softly, in a gentle massage. He would periodically let his index-finger flick her nipple as he continued to hum into her ear, his chest softly vibrating as he spoke in a low gentle tone of voice. “I am simply trying to teach you, kitten.” He let go of her chain with his left hand and instead let it rest on her thigh, sneaking inwards towards her opening, slowly, teasingly. “You want to be able to please the Brotherhood as an ehros, don’t you?” 

Eden: [I could hear my heartbeat pound in my chest as I struggled to breath but then as I felt his lips against mine in a chaste kiss and hearing his praise affected in a way that has never happened before. I felt whole somehow … how strange. Contentment warmed through me as he touched and pressed into my body and with every swipe of his hand sent electricity inside me in sparks. His low murmurs or reassurance starts to calm my nerves and my body becomes more and more laxed.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed his touches and his sey low voice as he spoke to me as he continued to slowly caress my body and commit every action to memory as I don’t know when it will ever happen again. The Brotherhood could do what they wished … but we all knew that the King was more modern and the #Primal followed his lead as he freed us from the #Sanctuary, but we are still devoted to our traditions and slowly growing into our individuality. 

Those thoughts slowly leave my mind and could no longer hold a thought … all I can do now is feel, an ache rises in me again as it climbs to heights that are all still new and I had no idea how to overcome them. I start to pant as my breathing becomes shallow.

Dhark: Dhark smirks as he can hear the Chosen react to his teasing voice, his fingers squeezing and massaging her rear thoroughly giving her sweet sweet pleasure. With a sudden movement, he gives her another hard spank, watching her skin react and go red from the impact as he smirks. His left hand keeps softly caressing the top of her head and down along her luscious locks of hair.   Dhark re-arranged the Chosen, sitting her upright in his lap, making her face outwards into the room rather than her facing him, her legs spread wide as she straddled him. He wrapped the length of chain from her collar around her torso, right under her breasts, binding her arms to her sides. “Well then, since you didn’t practice, I’ll just have to teach you all over again, kitten” he said as he ran his sharp fingernails over her collarbone. He was ready to completely devour his prey. Eden: [I could feel my pulse against the collar at my throat. It pulsed rapidly as I tried to take a cleansing breath to slow down my excitement or was it fear? I wasn’t sure. Ever since I stepped into his room a few days ago … everything had been a mix of both, excitement, fear … then there was the pleasure and longing. I needed to get a handle on my emotions. I knew it was one sided. For all I knew, another one of my sisters could have been in his chambers. 

We never spoke really about our encounters with the Brotherhood, the instances with the trainees and soldiers were normally monitored by another Brother or the medical staff as we normally only provided blood for those males to heal … nothing more.

I wondered to myself for the thousandth time why I stepped into his shower and dropped my robe. I knew I wanted to feel and be wanted … even if it was just for a night. But now? I was in over my head and I knew it. I can’t fall in love with him. It would just mean heartache for me. I just needed to enjoy the time we spent together and hope it would carry through in my nights alone when someone else I’m sure would take my place. I needed to remember that. As well as … staying in the moment.]

Yes, Sir.

#Punishment #Summons #PartSix #ToBeContinued #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB

[bellarahgony]

Fighting Back: Nightmares (Part 7)

Co-Written with @LilWarriorGal

Payne: The sound of a fist hitting a heavy bag could be heard outside the gym.  Payne like to workout when the others were sleeping.  It was peaceful to be the only one in the gym and no one there to try to make small talk with.  Small talk wasn’t Payne’s thing and she couldn’t figure out why so many wanted to make it.  She preferred discussing things in depth unless it had to do with her love life and it was her twin asking her.  

She hit the bag again, as she tried to figure out how she would one day tell Vishous that she was attracted to Rehvenge.  It would surely fall like a lead balloon and her twin would list off why she should stay away from him.  A smirk came to her lips as she realized that he would be against anyone, even if it was his best friend.  Maybe she should get Butch to help her pull a prank on Vishous and let him think she liked Butch.  The look on her twin’s face would be priceless.   Then she heard the doors shut and she stopped hitting the bag.  As she turned around, she saw Bella had entered the gym.  That was unusual, the shellans rarely came down to the training center.  Payne smiled and she could tell Bella had something on her mind, so she picked up the towel she had on the bench and wiped her face off.  “You look as if you wish to ask me something.”  She moved closer to Bella. “Please ask.”  She motioned to the bench for Bella to take a seat and then Payne sat on the floor.  Her attention was completely on the female sitting in front of her. @BellaRAhgony 

Bella: *I went to search for Payne or Xhex on my way towards the underground gym. Surely I would run into one or the other. They could be found regularly working out or sparring with that trainees.

Opening the door to the gym, I can across Payne first working out with a punching bag. Taking her suggestion, I sat on the bench contemplating how to ask her for help. I just decided to just come out with it.*

I wanted to see if you had some time to train me in self defense? I’ve been having these nightmares this last year and Mary thought perhaps if I could defend myself against lessers that I would have more control over my dreams.

*I blurted out my problem and hoped Payne would understand and would even consider training me. I wasn’t sure what her schedule was like and what her time commitments were. I knew she was still getting used to being on this side away from the Sanctuary.*

Payne: Quietly she listened to Bella, she understood her issue.  Payne feared little, but she had two fears - losing her twin and her mahmen locking her away again.  The Other Side was not somewhere she was comfortable with and at times she had nightmares, but that was her secret for now.  

"I will make time. We are a family here and you are mine sister by choice. I can start showing you some things you can do today if you'd like."  

Payne stood up, tossed the towel on the floor by her bottle of water.  "Are you only wanting to learn hand to hand or weapons too?"  Weapons would take some time, but if she wanted to learn those Payne would ask V to make Bella a dagger weighed for her and her alone. 

Bella: *Payne agreed quite easily to my surprise and I was quite relieved that I ran into Payne first since she was readily eager to teach me.*

Thank you for agreeing, I really appreciate it. Perhaps we can revisit the decision of weapons. I’ve only ever fired a gun and used a dagger once. [I shivered a bit as I remembered when that happened.]

Um … I’m also not dressed, but I’m sure Fritz can find me something and we can meet back in a few?

*As I got dressed into some yoga pants and a tank top that Fritz magically reappeared with when I asked for them. He really was a magician. My heart was beating my chest in nervousness for no reason that I could think of … I laughed to myself. It was Payne … not a lesser. I shook my head at the ridiculousness. I walked back to the gym to meet Payne.

Payne: Payne felt that Bella was nervous, so she decided to take a more gentle approach then she would with a trainee until Bella was comfortable.  “Let’s start off with just some stretches and then hit the bag so I can see how you punch.  From there we can move to the mats and see how would come against me.”  As they stretched Payne watched her, she understood Bella’s fear.  She hadn’t been through what Bella had, but she knew what it was like to fear someone or something. Payne dealt every day with the fear of her mahmen locking her up again.  With the knowledge that her mahmen thought she shouldn’t be around others.  That she was too dangerous.   When they were done, Payne moved to the bag and held it.  “Bella hit it as hard as you want.  You won’t hurt me.”  She smiled. “Give it all you got.  Don’t hold back.  Think of as the face of whomever you fear.” 

Bella: *We started stretching in ways I hadn’t done in quite a while since being pregnant with Nalla and since she’s still a toddler, there is never enough time. Mary was watching Nalla right now so it was one of the few times that I had to myself.

My body felt loose and relaxed after stretching and I felt less nervous now. I hit the bag and probably not in the correct format. It felt strange to hit it. I have never hit anything or anyone before. I lived a pretty sheltered life because of my brother. I was always protected and looked after and never wanted for anything before my transition.

I tried to concentrate as I hit the bag a few more times.*

Payne:  Bella 's form wasn't great, but neither was Payne's when she started. However, Bella could pack a punch. This part was more for building up muscle in her arms, so she could hit harder.  

"You're doing fine. You hit harder than I thought you would." Bella hit it again. "In self-defense, are just trying to buy yourself time to getaway. That is what we are going to focus on. If you want to learn more, that will after you can stun me enough to get loose and away."

When they started some hand to hand in a bit, she didn't want Bella to hold back.  "Let's move to the mats and see how you would fight me if I grab you from behind."

Bella: *My heart is pumping as I finish punching the bag and we move towards the floor mats. I wondered how this would work. I never had to go up against anyone before. 

I took my stance on the floor mats and tried to concentrate on Payne’s movements. We dance around in a circle for a bit. When she was able to come up from behind me. The feel of an arm around my neck and shoulders quickly push me back in time to when David had caught me inside my house. Then the memories started to bombard me of the underground pipe, the cold, the pain when he struck me.

Before I even realized it, Payne was shaking me at my shoulders in front of me.*

Hey Bella. Bella. Bella!!! You froze, what’s going on?

Payne: When the female froze and gave her no resistance, Payne had released her hold and moved in front of Bella. Bella snapped out of it, but her eyes still showed the panic that had taken over. Payne smiled softly.  

"Let's sit. I can tell that something surfaced in your mind. Tell me about it. The more you face that what caused you to panic the more you can use it to fuel your ability to protect yourself." 

Payne let her anger and fear drive her in her fighting. She channeled all her rage against her mahmen to heighten her skills. Not to mention sometimes when she hit the bag she imagined getting even with her mahmen.

Bella: *I shake my head of my memories and realized that I would need to tell her what happened to me. Though it has been a few years … lately, it seems like it was yesterday.

We sat down on the mats and I took a few deep breaths and took courage from thinking of my Zsadist and told her my story from the night David had abducted me and the nights that followed. I avoided too many details about the odd showers but I did explain his weird affection for me … or for his late wife which I figured he must have killed in his rage and when he apologizes when he tends the wounds he inflicted on me.

It felt so weird to replay the whole story … I almost felt detached in a way but I could still feel his hands on me especially after a nightmare.

I told her that it was Mary’s idea that perhaps self-defense would feed into my self-preservation and help my dreams.* 

Payne: Quietly Payne listened to Bella. She could tell it was taking a lot of courage and strength to speak of this. It amazed her how cruel others could be and claim it was because they cared.  From the story, Payne realized that this David had been cruel before he was turned into a lesser. 

Gently she touched Bella's arm before speaking. "Mary is correct. Learning to defend yourself is good.  It will build your confidence in this world and your dreams." She stood up. "When you hit the bag this time, think of it as David's head or body. Hit him with all the rage you have toward him. Hit him for taking away your peace, for causing you to fear things and for just for being the vile man he was." 

Later, Payne would explain that self-defense was for herself to fight back and then buying her time to get away. The last thing Payne was trying to do was turn Bella into a warrior.  What she wanted to do was ease the female's mind and return her some balance into her life. 

Bella: *As we continued to practice, I thought about David and the fact he kidnapped me because I reminded him of his deceased female then he took #Wellsie’s life, took her away from @TohrSASRP and #JohnMatthew. My anger continued to fuel my energy as I pounded the sandbag, sweat dripping down my face and neck as the frustration, pain, and fear kept my adrenaline going. 

I didn’t realize until much later the sores I created in my hands and feet. As vampires, we are always in our prime so unlike the Brothers we don’t typically work out. But I didn’t feel anything now as I kept the pace and pounded my frustration on the sandbag.* 

Payne: When Bella was hitting the bag, Payne released and walked over to her. "You may not realize it yet, you've changed in the few hours we have been in here. That defeated look you had on your face when you came in is gone."  

Payne walked to the bench and grabbed two towels and tossed one to Bella. ' Anytime you want to learn more, just let me know."  She touched Bella's shoulder. "Will always have some fear, but that is a good thing. It keeps you alert and vigilant. What you won't have is a paralyzing fear.  Bella, from now on you are the one in control, not the ghosts that have tried to haunt you."  

With a nod and a smile, Payne headed to the showers to get ready to go see Rehvenge for a bit.  She wasn't sure if Bella knew that she and her brother were seeing each other, but she felt it wasn't her place to bring up it. If it got serious, she was sure he would tell his sister. 

#FightingBack #Nightmares #PartSeven #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB

[evangeline-bdb]

Mystery to Solve: Secrets Revealed Part 7

*I walked up to the nondescript building where the two guards and just expected to be let in. I mean I figured it was just a club or underground casino or something but I was surprised when I heard next.*

“Key.”

*Key? Why would I need a key if you’re standing right there? I just pretended to reach into my pockets for such a key.* 

Crap, I must have left it at home. I’m sorry. Could you guys let me pass this one time? *I gave the best puppy looking face as I could as I got closer to the speaker and brushed my chest against his, convinced that this human male should let me pass. I’ve always been able to get past doors pretty much every time.*

“Sorry, darling. You should know the rules.” *He gently pressed his hands on my arms and nudge me away gently. 

I was about to just go about to go into his mind to change his mind when the blackout Bentley returned back into the alley. Strange. I didn’t want my target to see me so I just nodded and walked quickly away so I could get to a higher advantage point to see what was going on.

After a few moments, I looked around and saw no one and dematerialized to the top of the building I occupied earlier tonight just in time to see my target leave the building back into his vehicle. What the fuck? That was barely ten minutes. I wonder who he was meeting? I watched from my phone and tracked the vehicle back to his home. Glad that I put a tracker on the car when I did.

Well since he went back home, that was the end of my surveillance for the night. I decided to go #ZeroSum and just relax. I scattered my molecules into the air into a small alley next to the club and walked around to the front where Silent Tom let me in past the line of humans. Since working at #IronMask, most of the employees had shifts at both clubs so we all had a chance to meet one another just in case we need shifts covered as well. It was convenient.

I was walking towards the bar getting through the heap of people dancing on the dance floor to Jay-Z’s “Dirt Off Your Shoulder”. I finally got to the liquor and ordered a Goose on the rocks to start. I listen to the conversation around me. Over the years I found it helpful to glean information off those who thought their conversation could not be heard over loud music.

Humans didn’t know vampires existed much less that we had a keen sense of hearing. And for the race? Most didn’t care if their conversation was overheard anyway. Some human men a few seats down from me were talking getting a score and one of them talked about something new that just popped on the scene. It gave a person a wicked euphoria at first, a super dose of energy, and sometimes hallucinations. They had been warned to only take small doses to start and he was itching to get a hold of some but needed to find the dealer.

I tuned him out after all after they started talking about hooking up to some women tonight as well. Much of the rest of the night was the same. After a few drinks, I closed out my tab and made my way out the back of the club. I checked my phone just to confirm if the target was still at home, and he was. Turns out the night was a bust. 

Though I needed to figure out that place he visited for only a moment and the corresponding “key” in order to enter. Must be a really inclusive underground casino or something. Maybe I should just get into those human males’ cerebral cortexes and let myself in to see what’s up. Another night perhaps …

I looked around and saw that no one was near and closed my eyes to dematerialize home. 

#MysteryToSolve #SecretsRevealed #PartSeven #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB

[beth-marklon]

Consequences Leethall’s Punishment: FamilyProblems Part 12

Written with @WrathTheKing and @Leethall_SASBDB.

Leethall: Leethall was pacing in the hallway he had been lead to, a pair of closed double doors ahead of him. It didn’t take a genius to know what was behind that pair of doors and Leethall had often thought about how it would feel to be outside them, awaiting whatever harshness was inside. Yes, the office belonging to the King of the race was indeed one to be feared, if one was facing judgment. The King’s word was final, after all with no room for appeal, pleas or anything in between. To sum up, everything he was charged with, he could start with tracking and killing lessers outside the Brotherhood’s knowledge. Highly illegal and very frowned upon. Next up would be smashing up the medical suite he’d been stuck in and last of all, running his mouth to more than one member of the Brotherhood. All very serious charges, though Leethall had a sneaking suspicion he’d be alive once he got out of the office behind the closed doors. The question was just how many limbs would still be attached to his body and somewhat working once the King was done beating him to a pulp, and whether or not the Brotherhood would join in on the said beating. Had Leethall prepared a defense? Of course not. He owned his actions like any male should, facing whatever consequences they brought, even if that meant he’d need more medical attention than when he first got to the Brotherhood’s hell hole. And to top it off, they had even revealed the identity of his father, the Brother Rhage, the biggest of the bunch who suddenly was ready to admit he wronged a female many years ago. Just about 76 years too late and just about 24 years after her death. Leethall caught the eye of his reflection, seeing how his own blue eyes matched those of Rhage. Hell, he really did look like that fucker, didn’t he?! But no matter. What mattered right now was the fact he was about to face the King’s judgment, sealing his fate for the foreseeable future, if not the rest of his life. Leethall hoped for the beating and then him being hurled out of the manse at warp speed, even if it was close to sunrise. It was far better than anything else that could happen to him at this point.

Beth: *I paced back and forth on the beautiful rug in front of the fireplace as Wrath sat on this throne behind his desk. #George relaxing on his dog bed next to him. Leethall was scheduled for a command performance in a few minutes and I knew that Wrath was contemplating what to do with the kid. Kid … he was older than me. Even after the last few years, it was hard to swallow sometimes how long vampires live. I mean centuries.*

So what’s the plan exactly Wrath? Put him in the training program so he can fight against lessers properly and then what? He still trashed the medical suite and he’s not dealing well with finding out about Rhage. Perhaps we can do something to help?

Wrath: *Rubbing my eyes after deep thought. I motioned for Beth to come to sit in my lap.  As she did I placed a kiss upon her lips.* “I have come to a decision. He will be enrolled in the training program after he serves a probationary period of 90 days at ZeroSum where he will learn the patience of waiting tables. Once his probation is over. V, Butch or Tohr will be in charge of his development. How does that sound?”

Beth: That sounds fair. He should be enrolled as a trainee, he is a son of a Brother and he definitely has the drive.

Waiting tables at a place like Zero Sum is a great idea. The Brother and the Shadows can keep an eye on him and he learns patience and humility.

I also want to somehow tack on that he needs to spend time with Rhage and the family. Perhaps we inform him that his room is in the Manse is mandatory forcing him to move in with us. He spends time with the family at meals and in turn … hopefully with Rhage. I know he’s worried and family is family.

*I share another kiss with my hellren and suggest we go ahead and call Leethall into the room. I get up from Wrath’s lap and stand beside him to keep up appearances.*

Leethall: Leethall kept on pacing as he waited, silently grateful for being alone outside the double doors leading to the office of the king. He took a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself down but his heart was insisting on beating at about a million miles per hour. Not exactly optimal, but there was no helping it. A sudden odd sensation at his left shin made the young vampire jump a little, moving away from what turned out to be a black cat rubbing against his shin. The cat didn’t seem to care and simply followed the escaped leg and rubbed up against it some more, closing its eyes halfway. Leethall heaved out a soft sigh and leaned down, softly stroking the beasts’ head. “Trying to calm me down? I wish it was that simple to do” he mumbled softly.

As a pair of doggen opened the doors and motioned for Leethall to enter, he nodded shortly, staying completely silent as the cat waltzed into the office ahead of him. Leethall followed, still not saying a single word. If he did start talking, he’d end up mouthing off and just pile onto the shitload of trouble he was in. Better to keep his flap shut and just accept whatever came. It was a good decision, especially concerning the female that stood by the king’s side. Breathtaking, especially for a half-breed and the red ruby on her finger suited her. A good match to the king, who looked even more menacing than the stories claimed. Despite the blindness of his king, Leethall bowed to both of them, keeping his head down and his mouth firmly shut while the cat sat by his left leg, as still as anything as it looked towards the king and queen of the race. Leethall didn’t want to offend and this was how he would go about that. With his head down and his jaw clenched as he received judgment.

Wrath: I saw Leethall coming into the study to receive the punishment for what he did to the clinic and going to hunt for lessers without permission. Leethall also had an attitude about him.  I breathed through my nostrils pretty heavily. Beth was rubbing my back keeping me calm.

“Leethall I’m going to cut to the chase. You’re hereby prohibited from hunting in the streets and you’ll serve three months at Zero Sum serving tables until you can learn some way to control your anger. I’ll be speaking with Trez and ask him to keep an eye on you and access your attitude. You will also be joining the training program effective immediately. Do you have any questions?”

Beth: *Wrath was quick and to the point and brash. I inwardly sighed. Scribe love him.* We would encourage you to really consider what we’re offering you. You need the training and the backup. Besides the alternative … would be unpleasant, to say the least. You will have a full free room and board here in the manse. We have plenty of space and … it would give you an unexpected opportunity to get to know Rhage and Mary.

I know this is a lot coming your way but think of it as a sort of latitude to get out your anger in a safe environment and learn how to destroy our enemy. Most of all you will not be out on your own anymore. We protect our family.

*I could clearly see the skepticism in his face and his anger so I pulled out the big guns.* Think about your mahmen … would she have wanted this for you? Truly? I can’t imagine a mahmen wanted her son out in the world alone and fighting with little skills when he could instead learn from the best and be protected all day here at the manse and most of all have /support/.

*I’d hope that keeping here inside the manse instead of the bunker would help out his relationship with Rhage. It was pretty low to pull the mahmen card but after learning he is Rhage’s son … he was family and I’ll be damned if I didn’t do everything in my power to keep him as safe as possible. I can play dirty.*

Leethall: Leethall could feel the King’s powerful voice resonate in his head. Say what you will, but the male knew how to demand respect just by being present and once he started speaking, he’d make a snake-pit seem hospitable. Leethall was grateful the King didn’t waste time beating around the bush and was rather surprised by the seemingly mild punishment issued by the King.

Once prompted if he had any questions, he finally spoke up, while still keeping his head down. “No, my Lord,” he said while mentally preparing himself to get out of the room and head back into the medical suite and change into his regular clothes and leave as soon as the sun was gone. However, when the Queen spoke, Leethall could feel his freedom slipping further and further away. Being banned from fighting and waiting tables were one thing, but what she was explaining was chaining him down and trapping him in the one situation he didn’t want to be in.

He finally lifted his head and looked to the royal pair, chaining his temper down completely. “With all due respect, my Queen” He stopped and thought of his next sentence carefully, considering the fact he was already trying to back out of his own punishment. “I’ve hardly earned any sort of protection, so I would much prefer death,” he said, making sure he was polite and not making demands, though that would surely be a shortcut to the death he would want.

As soon as the Queen continued, she brought up the one weakness Leethall had. His late mahmen and her wishes in regard to him and his current fate. Damn, this lady did not kid around. A very good match for the no-bullshit attitude of the King. “She would much prefer this for me”, he answered leaving out the parts where she had requested he accepted a family if he ever was offered one. “She would want me to aid in protecting the race most effectively” he merely said and tightened his fists, keeping his feelings on a tight leash as he has ever since he was very young. “Very well… I accept my punishment fully, though I have one question. Once my probation is over and my training complete, will I be permitted to leave should I not wish to remain?” he asked and looked towards both the King and Queen, hoping this answer would at least be in his favor.

Beth: *My small triumph is quickly dispelled as Leethall asked his question. What exactly is the definition of training complete? In my own head, I thought that the trainees went into the program to perhaps one day be Brothers. Wrath would surely take in their attributes and endeavors into account just as he had with Qhuinn. It would take at least a couple of years …*

So be it. After the /official/ end of the training, you may leave us if you so choose. *Hopefully after spending time with the trainees and with the family … he’d change his mind. I know we have changed others. We’re family here and he’s a part of it whether he likes it or not. I smile sweetly and put my palm on Wrath’s shoulders and gives a little squeeze before he’s about to stake his own opinion on the matter and try to use the bulldozing etiquette he is fond of using with the Brothers. This deserved a female’s touch.*

Deal?

Leethall: Leethall listened to the Queen’s reply, noting she placed a hand on her hellren’s shoulder, possibly to tell him she would like this to be granted for her sake. A request the King was most likely going to grant given how much she obviously meant to him. He bowed towards the couple, showing them the adequate respect.

“In that case, I accept my punishment with no objections nor pleads,” he said. He pondered over the term ‘official’ used by the Queen but quickly decided not to put too much thought into it. For now, he’d need to settle into his new cage and just endure the torture it would be to have to play family with a group of people he, at his very core, never wanted to have anything to within any sense or form at all. But it couldn’t be helped, he needed to simply roll with this and just get it over with. Stiff upper lip and whatever other bullshit people told themselves to get through the hardships of life.

#Consequences #LeethallsPunishment #FamilyProblems #PartTwelve #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB

[greyhson-bdb]

Trial by Pain: Deliverance Part 20

Written with @Omega_SASBDB.

Omega: *Roars throwing the human away from me, cocking my head to the side watching as the body hits the wall and then slides down to slump on the floor. Steps slow, kicking the trash out of my way as I walk over. Crouching down, fisting my hand in the boy's hair pulling his head up. His groan music to my ears, turning to look over my shoulder at the Lesser standing in the corner.* Why did you bring me this filth! He isn’t worth my time or effort. *Turning back to the human then using both my hands to snap his neck, breathing hard standing up straight.* What word on the female? Is she still alive? *Dusting off my hands the grim of the human sticking to my hands, walking out towards the front of the run down house. My eyes falling on the rest of the humans, each drugged up to their eyeballs on me. Well stygian, but as it is my essence made into the all new designer drug fast becoming the drug of choice, I feel like I am inside each and every one of them. It isn’t like my Lesser connection. But I like it and the money it is pulling in, stopping my voice showing my annoyance.* I am waiting for an answer! 

Greyhson: *When I came to later, I was still in the chair they originally tied me to. The iron chains were still wrapped around my arms and legs so I could not dematerialize, though I was also weak so it would have been difficult anyway. My eyes felt like cement trying to open them to look at my surroundings. As I tried, I listen to any movements around me. I could hear several breathing low around me and then suddenly I heard a crash above me and a roar, instantly opening my eyes.

The atmosphere was suddenly colder and hauntingly fearful as I became more aware. The females and humans around me crouched into their cells into corners as they seemed familiar with what was happening. A wave of malice burned into my skin as I listened to a nasty laughter, like a disembodied ghost haunting a house. Finding the stairs ahead of me, I could see black smoke billowing down the steps similar to an apparition of a ghost I just imagined. 

I could feel my eyes widen as I realized that the figure coming for me gave me the exact opposite feeling the Scribe Virgin once provided. It was her brother, the Omega.* 

Omega: *Kicking a few bodies out of my way, steps sure heading towards the basement.* “The female is tied and in a weakened state, we have kept the humans away from her in case she tried to feed from them.” *Stopping at the top of the stairs.* Did I tell you to do that C? Do I need you to exercise your brain? *Letting loose a roar, my fists tight at my side, taking in a deep breath one foot stepping onto the top step.* Gather the troops, I want you to take the money we just collected and buy something that will kill some of my sister’s chosen species. I want you to get me something that will rip them apart, let them suffer for her arrogance. Let her memory cry as I kill the race she created, the race she tried so hard to protect, her precious vampires. *Letting my essence fill the air around me, my steps pushing my black smoke down into the basement. Hearing the speeding beat of the female’s heart, stepping out of my essence clasping my hands behind my back. The whimpers of the humans in the cages music to my ears. One boy catching my eye, sending a thought to one of my Lessers upstairs. Letting him know I want the boy ready for me, for later tonight. At last looking down at the female tied to the chair in the middle of the basement, her fear like a fine wine.* So now I have you, what to do with you? *Ghosting a finger down the side of her face, then cupping her chin in my hand hard. Forcing her to look up into my face.* Do you wish to live female?  

Greyhson: *The Omega was clearly still active and coordinating his lessers to kill our race. Though the Brotherhood had been out every night protecting us, his minions kept multiplying. They hunt the civilians down to try and get closer to the Brotherhood. I have never had to experience it when mine sisters and I lived at the Sanctuary. But since the Primale Phury freed us we were experiencing all different new things. I was so excited about the prospects and never realizing until this moment how many things I was protected from while being at the Sanctuary.

I felt the chill of his hand on my face, it felt like my blood was solidifying inside my cheek. I tried to flinch but his strength was too strong for me. The grip was hurting me as I tried to get free. The malevolence was pouring off of him in waves. I had a strong reaction to flee but I couldn’t. The chains cutting my arms from my efforts were causing my skin to bleed.

As I continued to struggle, all I could hear was hollow evil laughter as he persisted with hurting me. My heart was racing inside my chest and I could hardly breath or speak.*

Omega: Tut, tut, tut female. *Pressing my fingers harder into her flesh, my nails breaking through the skin of her chin and cheek. Watching as the slow but steady drip of her blood leaves a tail down her neck towards her clothes.* I want your words, but I will take your screams. *Keeping my hand and eyes in their human form but letting the rest of my body explode into my black smoke. Sending my essence into the female’s body, my eyes wide locking on hers. Feeling my essence heat up her blood to a point that even a vampire would die, then bringing it back down as I use her heated blood to attack her organs. The grip of her chin getting tighter, her blood now almost steaming like boiling water from the cuts my nails were making. Time passes as I watch my mind split between the boy I was planning on turning tonight and the pain of the female before me. At last pulling my essence out of her body and reforming my human body, using my mind to get one of my Lessers to bring me a mop and bucket. At last letting go of her chin stepping back as the Lesser bangs down the stairs with the cleaning equipment.* Clean this up, her blood makes my skin itch. *Placing a foot on the bottom step but turning before I leave, my smile pure evil as I look at the female her screams still ringing in my ears.* Do not fret pet, I will be back.      

Greyhson: *Pain exploded as I felt his nails cut into my skin, I couldn't help but scream from  the agony. His voice was like nails down a chalkboard. But the thought soon disappeared as the torment continued. I felt like I was coming out of my own skin fighting against his essence inside me. My blood felt like scalding water through my veins, my body shrieking with pain from the inside out. My heart felt like it was galloping like horses through my chest and trying to get out. 

I could physically feel my lungs filling with fluid as I tried to fight to keep breathing. Was this what it felt like to drown? I could feel the blood oozing out of  my injuries burning my skin like burning oil.

I was gasping for breath as blood came pouring out of my mouth. My eyes were closed shut from the agony I was feeling. I could not see, I could not breath, the torment was nothing I have ever felt … then there was nothing.*

Omega: *Walking into what was once a bedroom, the smells of decay and rot over powdering the scent of the boy’s fear. Keeping my steps slow and relaxed watching the human, his face pretty for a boy. Young, so young. Licking my lips with the thoughts of what was to come, the female in the basement had passed out from pain too soon to let me fully enjoy her. Not that I liked females much, their pain threshold too low for my liking. My eyes fell on the old cookie tin box, damn what was the world coming too. Back in the good old days in the Old Country my new Lessers would turn up with a more appropriate container to hold their hearts. But not any more, pushing aside memories of my glorious past, stepping up to the boy.* Are you ready? *Not waiting for an answer, my body deforming into black smoke and shredding his clothes. My essence slicing into his skin and pushing into his bloodstream, his screams music to soothe my soul. Taking my time as hours fly by, the boy’s voice breaks about three hours out. His body emptying out sometime ago, that smell of human waste now added to that of his blood, decay and rot inside the room. Knowing I had to stop, the boy was nearing his limit and I didn’t want to lose a new soldier for my army. Pulling my essence out of his body, through the lesions covering him almost ninety percent of his body. Reforming my body the boys withered heart in my hands, dropping it into the cookie tin looking at it’s new colour of back. Standing naked covered in the last of the human boy’s blood, watching him breath with difficulty his new black blood weeping from all the damage I had left. The black stain now on his chest above where his heart once was, giving him a kick as I crouch down pushing a finger into one of the cuts.* Get up, I'm finished with you for now. *Hanging my head to the side as he tries and fails to scream, letting loose a dark laugh standing up. Calling out to C who I could feel hovering in the hallway.* I have changed my mind, bring me more boys. I will change them now, let the female stew for a few days! Make sure you let her drink, but not eat.     

#TBC

#TrialByPain #OmegasFun #Deliverance #PartyTwenty #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB #BlackDaggerBrotherhood

[saintsnsinnersbdb]

Somethings Not Right Part 4

Written by @Qhuinn_SASBDB, @Ella_SASBDB & @EndlessDivinity

Qhuinn - *Stepping out of the ZeroSum the crowd waiting to get in almost pushed me backwards, getting free and taking a few steps towards the freedom of the street. Taking a deep breath and one step towards an alleyway then stopping, the evil feeling of the black powder in my inside jacket pocket making my skin crawl. Needing to get it to Tohr yet… turning around to look at ZeroSum and the waiting humans and our race. An uneasy feeling crawling up my spine, the mystery of the human that made me think Lesser. Scrubbing my face then turning back to the club, tonight was a night full of surprises. It started out with me trying to drown my sorrows over Blay, then it was turning into a night with the good company of two females. Then another twist! A female punch out and the mystery of the human that felt wrong like a Lesser. And of course let us not forget the evil black powder now sitting in the inside pocket of my jacket close to my heart. Yes, tonight was a mess! I knew Tohr wouldn’t like me keeping him waiting but I just wanted to make sure the females were ok. It was almost like I HAD to go back in to check on them. @Ella_SASBDB

Ella - Now that was over I wondered what the rest of the night would bring. I had to carry on with the other newbies. I was sitting on the stool next to Madi as I drank my vodka looking around the club seeing what was happening. Things were back to normal but something didn’t feel right but I had to get on and do my job. There was a male hanging around near the back area. Maybe he is waiting for a working girl. It was always busy at the end of the club. “Qhuinn had already left.” “ I turned and said to Madi I was going to find the other newbies and carry on showing them how to work the pole.” I will be there if I am needed in my room. I got off the stool and headed to my room. @EndlessDivinity 

Madi - “Well that was extremely fun to watch. Can we have another fight and punch up? We should have something like that in here every night. We just need to put up a boxing ring in the middle of the room instead of a dance floor. And you Ella , you are awesome at fighting. Do you think self defense classes are a great idea?” I started to laugh a little bit. “But apart from the fighting I had a wonderful time having a drink at the bar and just chilling out for a little bit while at work. Could do this more often” I scanned the room quickly then ordered another shot before I decided what to do next. “I will be right here Ella. It is rather quiet tonight after the fight. I could just hang out here and maybe drink the bar dry. That feels like a great idea” I smiled and watched Ella going to her room. @Qhuinn_SASBDB

Qhuinn - *Stepping into the club letting my eyes adjust, it wasn’t too bad as it wasn’t much brighter outside at night. But the strobing lights plus the wall lights pulling your eyes everywhere at once. Taking in a few minutes to do a slow reconnaissance of the club, noting Madi still at the bar and heading that way. Stopping as the smell of a Lesser hits me again, it was almost covered over by Dior Sauvage. But even that strong scent couldn’t kill the baby powder smell. Stopping in the middle of the dance floor and just turning slowly around, the human’s still dancing around me. It was quieter than early but still enough bodies to hide the fact I wasn’t dancing, my eyes not finding the human male from earlier. Catching a glance of Ella back in her room, her body twisting around the poll in a sinful way that would bring any male to his knees. Heads blocking her from view as they move in close, not sure who her audience is but damn I wish I was there. Letting my eyes move on again, still no sign of the male from earlier. Locking my eyes onto Madi and walking over to sit next to her* I just want to check in with you, I know I said I was going and I do need to but I still didn’t want to just leave. Are you staying here for the rest of the night? Or is your shift finished? I see Ella is back working. @Ella_SASBDB

Ella - Walking towards my room as Madi made a remark about having a boxing ring, it doesn’t happen everyday thank god. I do agree that sometimes it is good fun but only if it means keeping people in check can’t get a bad name. “Self defense classes? Madi, those are for wimps. I can handle myself as you have noticed loads of times already. Enjoy your drink.”  I reach my room and go inside as the girls are waiting for me, sorry I had to get rid of some trash. Okay I am going to show you how it’s done, I reach up and grab on the pole as I swing my legs around the pole as I sway to the music moving my body quickly around and up and down the pole. Still rubbing against the pole as I slowly swing around as I come down slowly as I reach the bottom standing against it as I dance beside moving my body to the beat of the music. Then the music ends as the next newbie takes her place. Go ahead it’s all yours “Laughing softly” I am sure you all got this. @EndlessDivinity 

Madi - I did not know what I was thinking of mentioning the classes to Ella, it was such a bad idea” Sitting at the bar swirling the cold liquid around in the glass at first then drinking it. I coughed a little. “Wow, that was a little strong. My jaws started to clamp together.  “Hello Qhuinn and it's really nice for you to come back here to check that I was alright and my shift is nearly finished ” She looked down at the bar and there was another drink there. I took it into my hands and took the shot. Then I licked the edge of my palm and tasted lemon. “Would you like another drink before I go back to doing the last dance of my shift? It has been really busy tonight but as always it is really great to get home and chill out afterwards” @Qhuinn_SASBDB

Qhuinn - *Sitting down beside Madi, my back to the bar as I scan the dance floor and the rest of the club, from here I couldn’t see into Ell’s room anymore but I would see anyone going in or coming out. Shifting enough to pick up a shot, nodding to the bartender to set us up a few more* Madi I will knock back a few with you for now. I do need to get back to the mansion but I am uneasy about leaving right now. *Knocking back the shot the burn sweet and refreshing, then taking another as the bartender sets us up three each* So have you noticed anything weird going on tonight? And I am not counting the slap down from earlier. That was just hot. *My eyes now traveling over the booths along the side of the dance floor, my odd coloured eyes picking out the shapes of the humans in the shadows. Most are drinking like Madi and myself, some are playing hid the pickle is interesting ways*  @Ella_SASBDB

Ella - The girls were giving the pole some more practice as I was watching them closely okay keep going I will be back just going back into the club to the bar to get another drink. I headed out and headed towards the bar. “I then noticed Qhuinn was back taking shots with Madi. Can’t stay away  from us, Qhuinn? “Laughing softly” As I got the bartender to get me another drink.  That human male was hanging around earlier. I wondered if he was still hanging about when he went to the working girls section at the back of the club Qhuinn.”  There was a commotion at the door of the club #Shazzy was trying to get back and she was crying.  Geez what now, I will be back. I walked over to her didn’t you get the message we don't need you here, leave now or I will throw you out. She fell to the floor to my feet begging me to forgive her. You already caused a scene and don't need another one. You look worse I take it those are the drugs that have done that, you need to go now! “Please Ella, I am really sorry.”  Sorry or not, you need to leave now! @EndlessDivinity 

Madi - I patted the seat next to me with my hand and started talking to Qhuinn. “To be honest I have not seen much going on at all. It seems as if it has been just a normal night well apart from the fight of course which was fun in a way. I thought that it was great that Ella kicked her ass” I started to laugh a little bit. And took another shot. “I agree Ella he can’t stay away from this area with us both and now I am not even making any sense that tequila has gone right to my head and I am not drinking anymore. I need to get back up and onto dancing again and maybe it is not a good idea if I go on the pole. Very bad idea” Looking towards the door to see the girl again and now she was crying. “Don’t be too long Ella I will buy another drink” @Qhuinn_SASBDB

Qhuinn - *Giving Ella a smile as she joins Madi and myself* Can’t keep me away, not with two beautiful females for me to play with! *Leaning into Madi, my eyes still scanning the club. A feeling like something was about to happen, just not sure what it was going to be* I’m glad your night is going as normal. Well the girl on girl action was SO much fun to watch. But I don’t think it was fun for Ellla. *Giving Ella a wink letting her know I had her back, giving Madi a one arm hug* Madi I bet you will do great, and don’t diss the tequila. Tequila is the master. *Standing up straight as I follow Ella’s eyes to the door to see the female she had thrown out back, following Ella with my eyes as she heads over. A shiver running down my back as I turned to the left away from Madi, there in a dark corner was the male from earlier. I watched as in slow motion he took money from another male then handed over a small bag. I couldn’t see from here if it was the same back drugs I had in my jacket pocket, but my blood was running cold. I just knew it was the same stuff. Not even saying goodbye to Madi, my mind focused on the male. Following him through the club, getting stuck on the dance floor for a few seconds. Getting through as the male left through the door out of the club, passing Ella, my voice a whisper as I lean over her as I pass* Sorry I need to sort something, will you let Madi know. *At last getting out of the door, passing the humans still trying to get in. Turning slowly trying to find my prey, the sense of the male gone! Crouching down my voice a yell, the humans turning to look at me. But what could I do! Something still wasn’t sitting right, running back into the club searching for the male that had bought from the male that kept giving me the Lesser vibe* @Ella_SASBDB

Ella - I was beginning to lose my temper with #Shazzy she still wasn’t leaving tell me why you haven’t gone yet why you are still here? She kept looking around and scanning the floor. Lost something? There is nothing here you just need to leave your job has gone you don’t steal from your work friends though we were never friends. Just leave. She wouldn’t leave so I grabbed her and threw her out again. “Qhuinn came past me and left quickly. He shouted to me to tell Madi he was sorry. That he had to sort something out I looked towards the bar. Madi was still there drinking.”  I did manage to see the other male lurking still over in the far corner as I made my way back to the bar. Noticing Qhuinn coming back again through the main doors. @EndlessDivinity 

Madi - I had given a smile and then held onto Qhuinn once he took the one arm hug. Ella was still talking to the girl that she had a fight with so there was just me at the bar. Then I watched on as she threw her out yet again. “That was great that girl did not deserve to be here. She was always trouble” I had ordered another round of drinks for when Ella and Qhuinn came back to the bar. So since I was left all alone I decided that I could get in another dance and then I could enjoy myself later. Walking away from the bar and making sure that the bar staff knew what drinks we needed. I walked to the dance floor. Looking towards the door it seemed as if the place was starting to get busy again. Starting to dance for everyone full of tequila my head was spinning as long as my ass would not fall to the floor then I would be ok. @Qhuinn_SASBDB

Qhuinn - *Looking around my eyes cataloguing each and every person in the club, human and vampire alike. My eyes catching fleeting glimpses of what I am almost sure is the human male that felt wrong. That felt like a Lesser. My eyes going wide as I see Madi now dancing around a pole at the edge of the dance floor, the humans around her really enjoying the show. So much so that as they cramped around her I couldn’t see the far side of the club, taking a wide route around the edge of the dance floor again looking for  the male selling the drugs. Not sure but my gut telling me he has something to do with  the bag in my pocket. The drugs in my pocket giving off an evil vibe, a normal looking human giving off a Lesser vibe. Way too much vibes in here for me to just leave and go to Tohr, even if I did need to get the bag of black powder to him. Coming back around to the bar and standing in close to Ella, leaning in to talk without having to shout over the music* You get that female sorted again? I can’t really stay much longer but I wanted to make sure you and Madi were ok.  @Ella_SASBDB

Ella - “As I sat on the stool next to Qhuinn. Yea finally I thought she wasn’t going to leave, chucking her out was the best thing to do. Hopefully this will be it we will see what happens I guess. I don’t know if it’s me that feels off or something else. I just have that eerie feeling. That bloke that I saw earlier is still lurking around.” Madi seems to be doing okay as we watch as I take a sip of my drink. The place was getting more buiser by the minute, it got so busy all of a sudden maybe it’s madi because she seems like she is having loads of fun. “Qhuinn, another drink?” Tequila 2 shots please, then we both down them. Oh my that was too quickly I laughed softly. @EndlessDivinity 

Madi -  The males were watching as I was dancing the pole the room spinning after drinking all that tequila But I could not stop smiling. This had been a great night. Looking up to the bar and spotting Ella and Qhuinn standing up there. I was really wanting to finish up the dance and get back to them both to talk to them. And have another drink before I finish my shift for tonight. It was getting so busy but it was going to be great at the end of the night once I received my tips. The music finally stopped and I saw the males and whoever was interested in what I was doing clapping. Pulling back my hair finished up and jumped off the stage to go and get changed. There was another female ready to take over from me once I disappeared. Before heading into the changing room to get my stuff. I signalled to Ella to grab me a drink in the hope she spotted me. @Qhuinn_SASBDB

Qhuinn - *Nodding along to Ella as I listened to her issues with the other female, glad it all seemed to be worked out at last. But as she said, only time would tell. Eyes wide as she orders us two more shots of tequila, a laugh dancing across my eyes as I down my shot trying to keep up with the little female. Letting out a short laugh at her gasped words* Yes Ella, downing tequila is an acquired taste. *Wiggling my eyebrows at her, my piercing catching the lights. Damn if it wasn’t for Blay and the fact that before Blay I was a male tart I would have tapped Madi. Her body was moving in all sorts of ways, then too had Ella earlier as I watched her in that room. Shaking my head to clear my lustful thoughts and praying that my little head stayed down and didn’t decide now was the moment it got interested in sex again. Seeing the nod Madi was giving Ella, knowing the females were not finished yet. Leaning into Ella my voice loud* Next round for all three of us is on me but it most likely will be my last for the night. @Ella_SASBDB

Ella - “Looking back to Qhuinn as we laughed as the tequila went down very nicely as his eyes were on Madi. I made a little joke, you okay there Qhuinn I see dribble down your mouth. She can move, can't she? I taught her how to. “ laughing softly. There is still 1 more dance left. I think Qhuinn then she will be over.”  Okay, sounds like a plan for another round.  “Watching Madi as she does her moves makes more males fall at her feet.” “Okay, Qhuinn got the drinks. I am just going to check on the girls to make sure all is okay. Brb won’t be long.” “I leave Qhuinn at the bar and head to my room.”  That is when I noticed a male hanging around again. He was at the other end of the bar. I headed to the room and everything seemed okay as I popped my head inside “Everything good?” One of the new girls nodded back and shouted Yep, everything good no worries alright as I headed back to the bar. “Qhuinn had gone, hopefully he wasn’t too far away. Madi was still dancing and the drinks were still there on the side waiting for us.”  @EndlessDivinity

Madi - I was finishing up my dance. I felt happy or maybe that was the tequila that was making me feel like that. I had a wonderful night with friends Ella and Qhuinn. So it was near the end of the night and I had just finished the last move on stage. The males were watching me and it felt good that I kept them at the club and they were enjoying themselves. Looking up I saw Ella walking away from the bar and to the room again. The music I was dancing to had finally stopped. I let go of the pole and smiled at everyone and then walked to the changing rooms.  I also had a quick shower then I changed into a new leather dress. I fastened the strap on the red high heels and walked out of the changing room. “I am needing a room of my own in this place” Then I walked out to the bar and reached for the shot glass of the tequila that was waiting for me. Lifting it up to my mouth then I  drank the contents in one. @Qhuinn_SASBDB

Qhuinn - *One minute I was here with two females then I was left at the bar alone and unguarded. Now back in my old days that would spell trouble, not these days. Pulling out my phone and checking to see if Tohr had answered back yet. I really needed to get back to the mansion and get this black powder looked at. The uneasy feeling falling over me again, scanning the crowd but seeing nothing. Then just as I was about to head to the toilet a very small and very human female was pulling at my arm. “Hey man mountain, you need to dance with me. My boyfriend thought it would be fun for us to come here together. You know, like spice up our love life! Well, fool me twice, I think not!!” This human female was a force of nature, I stumbled away from the bar into the middle of the dance floor. Taking her by the hips as she talked non stop over her boyfriend. And if the male looking at me like looks could kill isn’t her boyfriend my name isn’t Q-ball. Now I am not one to back down, but even I was finding it hard to keep the little human’s hands off my ass. Playing a quick game of grab ass and not winning I at last got free, finding my way back to the bar to see Ella reach it and then Madi to get there. Watching as she downs her shot then picking mine up and holding it up* A belated toast, females. To a very good night with only a few interruptions!  @Ella_SASBDB

Ella - “Getting back to the bar as the drinks were waiting there was no sign of the others but I could see Madi. She had changed from what she had on, maybe she had a quick shower.” She was heading in my direction and we both reached the bar as she downed her drink in one. “ That is when I did the same, then turning around seeing Qhuinn coming back he looked a little flustered. I wondered what happened “Laughing slightly, you okay there Qhuinn”? Yea he nodded as he picked up his and did a belated toast to us and downed his. As to say the night went well for only a few interruptions. @EndlessDivinity 

Madi - I took the last drink and did the toast along with Ella and Qhuinn. “And I would like to add something to end this night. I have had a wonderful time with the both of you. We should do this another time” I held onto the top of the bar for a second and stumbled backwards. All of a sudden a small headache appeared out of nowhere  and there was a funny taste in my mouth. and now it was time to head home for sure. “Well I am thinking that I need to go home now and get to bed. I have had too much to drink. The tequila is far too strong. Let’s get out of this place and go home Ella.”

#SomethingsNotRight #PartFour #CROSSOVER #Deliverance #PartTwentyThree #SaintsNSinners #SASBDB #BDB #BlackDaggerBrotherhood #BDBRPG

[sarah-watkins]

Something’s Not Right Part 1

After an hour, Special Agent Manfred finally left after questioning me on things that happened two years ago. Returning to the kitchen, I poured the cold coffee out in the sink and wondered if he really did take the stuff black or he just wanted to be polite. He didn’t even drink it.

After he left, I felt like I had been thrown back in time as I thought about that night. Everything I had told him had been the truth. Gerry had been a Type 1 diabetic, and fairly good about managing his condition. Though he never got around to getting a pump and he worked too much. That night had been like any other.

No eating out. No friends. No family. No hobbies. No movies. No holding hands. No sex, really.

It was the same basic routine ever since we bought the house. We were more like roommates than a couple whose wedding was four months away. Over time, I felt ignored and taken for granted as someone to provide food, do laundry and clean the house. But all of that flew out the window when I found him on the floor against the tub.

If I hadn’t stood there in the kitchen and been angry at him, could I have saved him? Would have I gotten the glucagon kit right there in the top drawer by the sink in time? If I had gone right upstairs for her shower, could I have used it in time and then called 911? The questions have always haunted me because my answer was always yes.

The emotions bombarded me all over again as I collapsed on the floor. Frowning, I thought about what I said to Manfred. Since then, I have had plenty of flashbacks, but they had been out of sequence, an unending supply of discordant, invasive snapshots unleashed by all manner of foreseeable and unforeseeable triggers. This was the first night it was in full replay. 

It was now that I wondered, even though I had spent too many hours to count ruminating on the natural death of my fiancé … how it was that BioMed had known to come to pick up those computers before she had told anyone at the company that Gerry had died?

Now with the arrival of the FBI, two years later … something was not right and I intend to find out what.

#SomethingsNotRight #PartOne #SaintsNSinners #BDB #SASBDB

[veiledtreasurebdb-blog]

TIME SLIPS BY

Somehow, I managed to get about 100 miles out of town before something caused me to become so sick, I needed to pull over. It was as if every mile I put between Caldwell and me, the illness became more and more severe. By the time I was near the 100 mile mark, I could barely breathe and the nausea was so bad, I was just about keeled over in pain. I put the camper in park along the side of the highway and ran back to the bathroom, where I kissed the porcelain throne for a good two hours. I couldn’t imagine what was causing this illness, nor how it came on so abruptly. But, I decided I would just have to sleep it off where I was. Hopefully, no one would bother me.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t going to be that lucky. I’m not quite sure what time it was when I heard a loud rapping on the door. My body was so wrought with exhaustion that my eyes could barely open, and as the pounding on the door got louder, so did the pounding in my head. I knew I couldn’t answer it, not while the sun shone outside. At least, I was pretty sure the sun was up. So, I kept my eyes closed and tried to ignore the onslaught. Finally, after about 10 minutes, it all stopped and I quickly slipped back into unconsciousness.

Next time I woke up, the camper was tilted up toward the front and it was moving. Crap! I was being towed. To where, I had no clue, but there was no way in hell this was going to turn out well. I steadied myself enough to sit up and look at the clock. 12:37 pm. Even worse. The sun was still up, my camper and car were being towed, and with the few hours of sleep I had gotten, I wasn’t feeling any better. In fact, I was feeling worse, if that were possible.

Gently, I rolled over and pulled my knees into my chest. There was nothing I could do about the situation at the moment, especially with the condition I was in, so I attempted more sleep. It wasn’t likely to happen though. When we arrived at the destination. There were more shakes and jiggles of the whole camper, before we were finally, quietly resting in some tow lot, in Scribe knows where.

Finally, exhaustion and weariness washed over me.

******

The clock read 1:22 am when I finally woke up. I was still feeling completely under the weather, but I had to get moving. I needed to get as far away from Caldwell and this tow lot as possible. So, I made my way to the front of the camper and raised the shudders. I was definitely in an impound lot, full of other vehicles. Thankfully, it looked like a small town lot, one that didn’t have it’s lot manned overnight. There was a padlock on the gate that would be easily cut with cutters.

Quietly, I made my way out of the camper and over to the gate. As soon as I was satisfied no one was around, I took my bolt cutters and clipped off the chain. Once that was done, I opened the gate and as fast as my sick legs could take me, got back into my camper and drove as fast as I could to get out of town.

Problem was, about 25 miles out and my illness so bad I could barely function. I wasn’t going to get towed this time, though. So, I pulled over and looked for the nearest camping site. Checking myself in, I closed down all the shutters and put myself to bed. Hoping that I could nurse myself back to health soon and continue on my way.

As a vampire, I didn’t get sick like this, so I was intensely concerned as to what was going on. Even in all my time working in the medical field, I had never seen anything like this. I was half tempted to call Havers and see if he knew what might be going on. But, calling Havers brought up more emotions than I wanted to think about. It was only a day and a half ago that I was last at Havers, almost offering up my blood to Lohre, before walking out without any notice. I wasn’t sure Havers would want to help me, if I asked. So, I crashed out on my bed and let nature take over, hoping that I just needed a little rest.

#ExhaustionAndWeariness #SASBDB #BDBRPG

[sloahne]

Submitting to the Darkness Part 20 The Great Escape ... NOT

Written with @ChosenTalia and @Lassiter_SASBDB.

Sloahne: <I was still running on adrenaline when I heard the human bust out of his office like a bat out of hell. I wonder what happened. I didn’t have to wait long. Less than an hour later I hear a gurney being wheeled down the hall and into the room next to mine. I heard lots of anxious and angry male voices out in the hall. I tried to catch what they were saying …>

“She’s getting out of control …”

“She’s stable for now but it was touch and go …”

“What the hell was she doing in the alley ...?”

“All the Chosen need to go back to the Sanctuary, for their own good …”

<Well fuck me … another damn reason to keep my secret hidden and another reason to escape this place. What the hell has Xhex and Trez got me into? Trust them? I’m on the verge of being committed to a damn nunnery of the Sanctuary.> @ChosenTalia

Talia: Beep, beep, beep.

Fuck I was alive and in a hospital. My eyes were too heavy to open, but when I heard the words and who they were from I felt broken all over again. I was going to be sent away. I wasn’t wanted here, just as I have thought the entire time. Everything hurt. 

I tried to remember what happened. I remembered a lot of pain and a lot of blood. My feet hurt bad. I was hoping I would die in the alley. I struggled against the sedation and opened my eyes. 

I was met with anxious looks from the doctor and Brothers alike. I didn’t speak. I couldn’t. What would I say? Hi? Yeah, not going to work well.

When they tried to get me to speak I just couldn’t respond. If I opened my mouth I would either cry or rage. Select mutism was the best option. I tried to roll to my side, but the pain and the tubes and drains held me mostly still. 

Then I heard the doctor say something, catatonic. 

Sloahne: <I tried to listen intently to their conversion but between the doors and the machines beeping I was able to catch a few words here and there and they seem to be acting considerate by lowering their voices all of a sudden. Ugh … I need to get the hell out of here. 

I waited a while when I finally could hear heavy boots down the hall sounding farther and farther away. I wondered if the doctor forgot about me or just had better things to do. It was a break so I slipped off the hospital bed and quietly stepped up to the door of the room and looked out the window and saw no one in the hallway. 

Good time as any to escape this new prison of mine. Ugh, why did Symphaths and Shadows try to convince me otherwise? Clearing I heard the males talk about sending the Chosen to the Sanctuary “for their own good”. Fuck them. They have no idea what is good for me. I didn’t want to be a damn blood slave to the Brotherhood. Blood and sex. Fuck that. 

I quietly opened the door.>

Talia: When they finally left me alone I came undone. Sobbing. Nothing could make it better. Yes I had problems, and yes I brought all of this on myself, but why couldn’t they see I was in pain constantly? I didn’t even want to see any of them, yet I needed them. It made no sense to me. 

I rolled to look at the white wall. I better get used to it. I was going to be sent back to the Sanctuary. Maybe I deserved it. Maybe I needed to go. It would be for the best. It was that or become a fallen chosen and truly free them from my presence and their responsibility. 

With any luck, something would go wrong in my transition and I would just die. As I laid there I wondered if it would hurt, or if the light would claim me first. I don’t even notice the doors opening and closing nearby. 

Sloahne: <There was no one down the long hallway and as I passed the door next to me, I heard sobbing. I kept going, but my heartstrings tugged as the sobbing continued.> Shit. <Maybe they needed to escape too. From what I could eavesdrop on earlier, the males of the household were concerned about her. From my experience, they never understood … our society is patriarchal, where the male rules the household. I remember a few years ago, during the lesser raids the Glymera tried to resurrect the practice of mandatory sehclusion for all unmated females of the aristocracy such that the bloodlines of the race may be preserved and they had the audacity to have this sehclusion practice extended to all unmated females regardless of class levels. INSANE. Surprisingly, the motion didn’t pass. Apparently the vote has to unanimous. I remember the night Rehv came into the club smiling about how it happened. 

Regardless, I grew up with glymera before I came over from the Old Country to know that the males did NOT know what’s best. Perhaps that was the case here, maybe she needed help. I leaned against the wall for a moment as I quickly weighed the pros and cons of helping this female. I remember all those months in my gilded cage and would not wish that on anyone. Decision made, I backtracked to the door and lightly knocked and peeked my head inside.

Talia: I jumped when the knock came to the door. Despite the pain in my throat, “come in” I look down at my hands. I’m not sure how much damage is still visible. 

I see it’s not anyone I’ve met. The brunette was stunning. I frowned, never would I be that elegant. Maybe I would never be.

I hated myself and the state I was in. There was a look in her eyes. I had never seen her before but I knew what she was doing. “You’re leaving,” I whispered. Did she know the way out? 

“I’m Talia. Can I leave with you? I can’t go back there.” My voice broke at the last, knowing I welcome death over the thought of being sent back to the Sanctuary. I didn’t belong. 

Sloahne: <When I peeked in, I see a beautiful female with light cafe skin sniffling and wanting to leave and not going back to the Sanctuary.> Fuck yes, let’s go girl.

<I came over and gingerly helped her up, I knew she would slow me down with her healing from her injury. Looks like we both needed to feed soon to recover from our injuries. I could still smell fresh blood. I hope this was a good idea … I didn’t know how extensive her injury was and if she still needed medical attention.>

Do you know the way out? <I asked to pass the time as we tried to get out of medical place, we were down a hallway with multiple doors.> So what happened to you?

Talia: Damn me being a pretrans and damn me even more for having been injured. I had nothing I could hide from the other female as we went down the halls. Passing offices and training rooms as we went. “I do know the way … I think we need a car. I can’t walk that far.” I could feel the blood leaking from a wound I opened while getting up it colored the bandages red. I sighed as we moved closer to freedom. 

“I uhmmm. I got addicted to drugs thanks to my own actions and an ex trainee. He hurt me. Phury kicked him out though. I have a lot of issues so I went back to Rhett and he traded me to a drug dealer. They injected me with a lot of heroin and tried to turn me out and sell my virginity. There was a fight I got stabbed,” lifting my shirt to show all the wounds, “I ran and stepped on glass. Sadly they found me and brought me back.” 

I give a deep sigh as we reach the exit. I open the door and peek around. “All the cars are tracked. Can you drive? I can’t. We have to ditch the car as soon as we can.” 

Sloahne: <We walked slowly as I help transfer most of her weight to me. I still felt weak myself so the whole endeavor may get us caught if we’re not fast enough before someone caught us. Listening to her story, she sounded like any typical teenager. I wondered how a Chosen was able to get a hold of drugs? She was able to leave and go outside into the world and get heroin? Odd.

They must have totally flushed her system since she seems pretty lucid but perhaps it was the adrenaline. The same adrenaline that I’m surviving on right now. We eventually came up to some double doors and when I carefully opened them to see if any alarm will go off. Nothing happened. Looking out it was an underground garage, it had a type pf school bus with blackout windows, a few SUVs … I may be able to hotwire one of those.> 

You sound like you have been through the wringer. Let’s get to one of those SUVs and see if we can get out of here. @Lassiter_SASBDB

Lassiter: It’d been too long since I pranked anybody in this place. All this deity crap was fucking with my head. I couldn’t help but think this job oughta’ come with some perks. Like being able fucking FIND somebody when they were lost. Seems to me if the Creator was gonna’ dump this kind of crap on an underqualified, overly snarky asshole like me it ought to come with enough perks that I could actually HELP. But, as it had been so patiently explained to me, free fucking will was a thing and I couldn’t just pop my wings out and swoop in. Whateves. This place needed a little lightening up and I was slipping. Or maybe they were just getting used to Kardashian marathons. But this latest oughta’ up my game.  I’d gotten inspired from a combination of CMT and Children’s PBS and I knew just where to poke the beast with it. Literally in at least one case, although I was gonna make sure I was invisible when Rhage started his car.

Programming the stereo system in V’s SUV sounds easy, and if all I was gonna do was blast Katy Perry at him when he turned on the car it would have been. But fixing it so all it would play was Taylor Swift’s early days was inspired. Snickering to myself, I had to wonder just how often he could listen to “Love Story” before he ripped the stereo out of the dash.

But the REAL challenge had been rigging a glitter bomb in Rhage’s GTO. Ever try to wedge a 6’8” angel built like a tank under the dash of a car built for a midget? How the Hell did Rhage even fit in that thing? But I’d managed and the next time he started that toy his driver-side airbag was gonna pop and explode in enough glitter to coat the Eiffel Tower.  I had to snicker at the image. I wasn’t gonna be the only thing that sparkled around here.

As I shut the door on the GTO, I heard another one shove open. Free-will may be a thing, but so is self-preservation and immediately I go ghost. No need for a brother to see me in the garage and later put two and two together. Even though they couldn’t do me any real damage these days, they didn’t need to find that out. But the frantic female whispers set my mind to rest on one score and set off an entire symphony of panic on another. WTF? V had managed to get Sloahne here but she was making a break for it and she wasn’t alone. Although I didn’t have much to do with Phury’s Chosen, I recognized the pre-trans he thought of as a daughter sneaking out with Sloahne. The brothers had been looking for her for days. They must have found her but she looked like she was about to fall on her face. In fact, they both looked shaky as hell. When I hear the words “hot-wire an SUV” the ‘lighthearted asshole’ in me totally got trampled by the emerging ‘worried male godling’ and I materialize in a white blaze of light, leaning against a pillar with my arms crossed…

“Evening ladies. Going somewhere?”

Talia: Just as we reach one of the cars. The sudden appearance of Lass causes me to scream and punch him in the chest. It was weak, even for my standards. 

“Wh.what are you doing here?” I ask shakily after realizing who I just punched.

Shit, shit, shit. It was Lassiter. Looking up for just a brief moment before looking back down, feeling shame that we were caught. 

“I can’t go back to the Sanctuary,” I whispered broken-hearted. 

Sloahne: <Hearing Lassiter’s voice and then Talia’s scream ricocheted my nerves higher. Fuck me. My adrenaline was waning and I didn’t know if I even had the energy to drive but imagining being discovered and then trapped at the Sanctuary was not something I could easily ignore and I knew I had enough conviction to get us both out of here.> Angel! What the hell are you doing here?

<I did not expect Lass to appear but then again I forgot he was buddy buddy with the Brotherhood. I’d forgotten that fact after spending so much time with him before my abduction. Damn it. Even after working out together, watching movies and even cooking for him … I’m not sure if his loyalties would lie with me or the Brotherhood. He stayed some nights with me and I could only assume the rest of the time he was with the Brotherhood … though we didn’t talk about his time with them much … which was fine with me. He didn’t know my secret but he knew I had one.>

Look, we both need to get out of here before we’re sent to new prisons and I for one … don’t need another one, thank you very much. I’m about to hotwire this SUV and hightail it out of this place. Wherever we are. You helping us out or going to rat us out?

<I didn’t want to look him in the eyes and fall under his charms so I kept up with finding the correct wires to get this damn car started.>

Lassiter: As I catch Talia’s fist in one hand, I capture Sloahne’s questing hands in the other and pull them away from the wiring. Pulling both of them with me away from the car, I let go of their hands and stand between them and the vehicles.

“What makes you two think you’re going to a “prison”? Nobody wants that and I’m not going to let it happen even if they did. And fuck me Sloahne, but you should KNOW that by now. I’ve never been anything but on your side and I’ve been going nuts trying to find you for the past month. And you wanna’ go back out there? Where HE can find you? Because this Drake guy will. A psycho that would kidnap you and keep you for his personal BDSM toy isn’t gonna give up easy. He fed from you so he’ll find you anywhere in the world. Except here. V’s security is impenetrable and once you’re inside, no one can sense you, let alone get to you.”

Something niggles at my brain when I mention V. As I look at Sloahne I can see her soul white at its core with a soft gold radiating out but it’s smudged with the grays of despair, the dark blues of fear and I know if I let this moment pass the gray and blue will overwhelm the rest and darken her soul permanently. As I mention V I can see his soul as blindingly silver at its core as his soul merges with hers, cleansing away the dark colors and blending with hers. It’s a foreseeing, a prompting. Well ain’t that peachy. The Creator might not have given me the tools to FIND her but now he’s giving me one to be able to help fix the damage. She needs to stay here. They need each other. And I kind of owe the silver-eyed fucker anyway. With a heavy sigh, I look at Talia.

“Talia, the whole reason Phury is letting the Chosen come to this side and live at Rhev’s camp is to let them find themselves, figure out what they want to do, find mates or careers or whatever. YOU have restrictions because you’re acting out like a rebellious 15-year-old. Don’t give me that look,” eyes narrowing as she sputters, “ I know you’re human legal, but you’re pre-trans and you’re acting like a kid so I call ’em as I see ‘em. Phury and Cormia love you like you’re their own young which means they want you protected. If you want freedom, fine, you and every other teenage girl, but do it right. Talk to them about it and let them help you find it safely. Because sister, from the look of you, you haven’t been doing it safely and I can smell the onset of withdrawal on you. Right now you’re right where you need to be, where a doctor can help you through it. If you think you feel bad now, you ain’t seen nothing yet. You can die in withdrawal. After it’s over you can figure out your next steps. And by that I mean figure out what the fuck you want out of life, not what you DON’T. Do that and Phury will bend over backward to help you make it happen.”

In exasperation I run my hands through my hair, pushing it back.

“Look, I PROMISE, I’ll be your personal protectors while you’re here. Nothing will happen to you that you don’t approve of first. And yeah,” catching their skeptical looks” I’ve got the cojones to pull that off even if I have to go against the brotherhood. They just don’t know that and they don’t need to. You need to believe in me.” Because I’m your fucking deity now even if I can’t let you know that. “I got you both on this.” Holding my right hand up. “My word. Now can we get you two back into your beds before you hit the floor?” 

Talia: His words for the female companion stop my attempts at escaping. Her life had been so rough and she was now being hunted by a psychotic asshole. Instinctively I reached for her hand. I didn’t have many friends but I wanted Sloahne to be my friend. I wanted to show her I had her back in this now failed endeavor. 

When Lass paused he was contemplative. It gave me a moment to observe him. He was a beautiful specimen and his energy was usually fun, at least when I was sober and not bleeding from an open wound I enjoyed his company and the fact that he could role the Brothers up with a swish of his wrist. 

Finally speaking again. “Phury said he is sending me back to the Sanctuary. He doesn’t want me here. Does that sound like a father to you?” The pain from his comments obviously stung hard and deep. 

Withdrawal huh? That would explain the itch, the uncomfortable feeling in my own skin but for now, I had to ignore it. I ended up in a bad way but didn’t one have to make mistakes to find themselves. Yes, but not these severe of one’s dumbass. Fuck my self-talk was ornery today. 

I wanted to rage about doing things on my own to find myself, but part of me believed he was right. I looked at the ground to collect my thoughts. I had his word to protect me, us, from the fury that laid ahead of us. I closed my eyes and nodded. When I opened them back up I caught sight of the red bandage, shit I was going to feel that later. The doctor was going to be pissed I tore it open. 

“Lassiter. Please don’t let them think Sloahne caused this attempt at sneaking out. Blame me.” Not sure he would tell them of the failed attempt. I just knew I didn’t want her to be in trouble, and if I was grounded for the next century, what’s another couple years? I looked him dead in the eyes hoping he takes pity on me and agrees, the bruises may soften him a little toward my plight.

Sloahne: <Smelling more blood, I knew Talia broke her stitches with our romp down the hallway into the garage. I didn’t have enough medical knowledge to help her and it could lead to her death since I had no idea what kind of wound she had and from what the Angel was saying she was in withdrawals so it would only get worse and I wouldn’t be able to control her while driving. 

We were at a crossroads. Leave her to the Angel and take my chances out into the world knowing what Lass said was true. Drake could still sense me practically anywhere in the world right now. Or I can take his advice and stay put here where apparently the Brother V has some high tech security system. We were underground for sure so maybe this whole building was encased in steel. 

Anyways, the female needed medical attention asap and I wasn’t feeling too great either, I was getting really tired. My back felt like fire so I knew I needed to rest and maybe even try to feed properly to get healthier to plan my next move.

Ugh, the Angel was right.> FINE.

Lassiter: Well if we don’t get caught in the hallway nobody needs to know that either one of you tried to make a break for it. I won’t tell if you won’t. *Putting my hand out to steady Sloahne, because she’s lookin’ pretty wobbly now, and offering my other one to Talia. I could smell the blood and I needed her off her feet PDQ as well.* And hell’s yes that sounds like any father who ever loved a young. He’s not pissed at you so much as scared to death for you because you’re being a wild child. Right now all he can think about is protecting you, which is what fathers DO. But he’s never been a dad before so he’s learning as he goes and acting on instinct. You gotta meet him halfway. And running away again? Hells no, it only confirms that you’re a kid who needs looking out for. TALK to him, ok? Do a little thinking about what you want, not what you don’t want and then put it to him. If you need a mediator, I’m your guy, but I honestly think if you just sit down and talk to the guy you’ll both feel better. He’s actually the most reasonable Brother around here. Probably why he can deal with females all day. Now let’s go.

Talia: I hissed ar the pain in my stomach. Don’t fall don’t fall don’t fall. I tried to motivate myself. Talk to Phury? Yeah right… he was planning to ship me off as soon as the damn stitches healed. 

“I’ll try.” I whisper to the Angel. 

I limped along looking at Sloahne, she was getting more and more pale each step we took. I was fucked, but she looked worse. What had she been through out there?

Maybe it was as dangerous as it seemed. Should I cut Phury more slack? The thought plagued me until something else caught my attention, I looked at her.

“Sloahne!” I yelled just a moment too late. 

Lassiter: *Swearing silently to myself … ok, not so silently … as Sloahne starts to take a nosedive for the floor.*

 Fucking hells …

*If I let go of Talia she’s gonna run and probably bleed out if the withdrawal doesn’t kill her, and if I don’t catch Sloahne she’s gonna break something else when she hits the floor and she’s already beaten up enough it might push her over the edge ... looking up briefly I make an executive decision and my version of prayer slips out.* 

DON’T motherfucking slap me down for this …

*Instead of letting go of Talia to catch Sloahne, I grab a girl in each arm and pull them each against aside. Holding them tightly, I let my wings manifest in all their sparkly glory and wrap them around the girls as I go invisi and sweep them through the door and down the hall. The doors to their rooms don’t pose a problem when I’m running on angel power. Hell, steel walls don’t pose a problem. And this is happening so fast that Talia won’t get what’s happening, and Sloahne is unconscious, so just maybe some of my secrets are safe. Reaching Talia’s room, I shimmer in and unwrap my wing from her to deposit her on the edge of the bed.* 

Get back on that bed. Somebody will be here to change those bandages in a couple of minutes, and …*Looking at her sternly, well as sternly as pincushion can look.* DON’T run. I meant it when I said I’d be your mouthpiece with Phury if you want me to but you gotta get well first.

*I unwrap my wing from Sloahne far enough to lift her into my arms then fold both wings over her again and shimmer out and down the hall to her room. Doc must have thought she was stable enough not to be hooked up to all the damned monitors but I beg to differ. Unwrapping my wings, I gently lay her down. Pausing for a moment, I brush her hair back from her face, murmuring.*

Girl, what is it with you? What are you so afraid of here?

*With a sigh, I fold my wings back up and demat them. If I’m going to keep their escape attempt a secret I’ve gotta find a way to get some attention at this end of the hall without letting anyone know I was here. Hmmm … time to do what I do best. Looking up at the sprinklers system I set them off, sort of. The fire alarms go off, but glitter spews from the sprinkler heads instead of water. They’ll figure it was me because even V couldn’t put glitter in the water lines, but they’ll never prove it. With a satisfied smile, I go ghost to watch over the hallway until help arrives but then a thought hits me.*

Dammit. Now Rhage is gonna know who fucked with his airbag.

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