Curse of the Fallen Quest: Ring Bearer's Trilogy

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

Walking to the bed, I laid down and put my arm over my eyes. Trying to block out the constant stream of none sense moving through my mind.

Each memory seemed odder and odder by the minute. Piecing it together seemed to be useless and I gave up trying to. Best thing for me was some sleep and hopefully some answers in the morning. If I woke up in the morning.

Feeling drained and so many emotioned that flooded my mind at once, I didn't know what to focus my attention on. Stretching out as I was, not bothering to shed any clothing, I dozed off and on. Jerking awake now and then with fresh memories that began to make a little sense.

My hand still held the wooden heart, at least something made sense in my head. The stupid cheesy reason behind this heart was a sane thought to hold onto.

I dont know how little or how long i laid there but eventually the dreams left me alone and I slept soundly for the first time in months.

 

[poohlive]

Sebulba

Oh, guards. He should have seen that coming. His hand itched for the sword on his side, and the gun resting against his back, but he didn't dare go for either.
This was a quiet operation, no bloodshed. No fuss, no muss, no cleanup. Nice and easy.
Instead, he went around the back, to check for others. Ever so often he could see something of a lookout. The entire back of the motel was just awnings and window outlets for people to go outside and have a smoke. No real stairway or outlet to go up.
No way if you were a human, that is.
Sebulba leapt for the first story alcove, scrambling to get part the four foot concrete garder that blocked his way.
Inside, two kids who had been running and screaming at each other with pillows in their hands stopped dead at the sight of him.
A muffled voice could be heard from the bathroom.
"If you boys don't stop that... yeah, that's better."
Each of them slack jawed could only stare wild eyed as he brought a finger up to his lips, and jumped to the next floor.
Third from the left.
"This the one?"
Someone out on the other side had perfect vision.
"Yeah boss, third from the left on your side. She went in, I saw her, clear as day."
Good. If she didn't happen to spread her legs for anyone, then she'd be alone. He eased the lock open with a muttering of words under his breath, and let the window frame slide as silently as possible open.
Silent as a baby, and alone.
She looked restless. He watched as she tossed and turned for a few minutes, before moving into the room. Quiet and careful, no fuss, no muss.
Nice and easy.
The bottle and the rag came out. A clear liquid ran over it, and he rushed upon her bed, watching as her eyes came open just for a second.
"Shhhhh," He held onto her head, watching as she fought. The rag against her nose and mouth.
"Just breath sweety, take in some air. You'll be sleeping like a baby before you know it."
And in a moment, she was. He watched her body grow limp in his arms, the fight in her pass unconscious like a fighter in the late rounds.
"Beautiful," He brushed aside a few strands of her hair, watching as she slept now, peaceful with the world. She probably hadn't slept like that in months. He had done her a fucking favor.
"Now do me one," He reached down his pants, grabbing up a small device. With a single insertion, it went into the back of her neck.
"The tracer's intact, and has most of her memories stored within. If she knows where the page is, so do we."
"Excellent, bring her with you."
"She useful?"
"Willow wants her. He has some unfinished business."
Sebulba growled. Knowing Willow, it probably had to do with her vagina. He placed a small kiss on her cheek, and threw her over his shoulder.
"Sorry girl, bosses orders. Personally, I would just seduce you and then never see you again, but you know Willow. He's always into leaving more than just emotional scars."

 

[The GrandMage]

Lord Vladamir Trepes

He eased himself back in his chair, and took a few puffs on the cigar. Then he looked over at Mongrel. "I know you Mongrel, and you know be. So drop the bullshit. We both know you don't have the whole book. Little matter of a missing page, isn't there?"

He shifted, resting himself against one of the arms of the chair. "My friend was there. I've been on this since day one. And no, I don't know where it is, in case you were wondering. If I did, I would have brought it to you, a little present. My friend had a ring, so did his wife. She, of course, is dead. I can understand that. They'd be a real pain in the ass, especially if they got what they wanted."

"But, Mongrel, the fact of the matter is, my friend's son is dead. And while I understand killing of full-grown vampires who can prtect themselves, I disdain the thought of dead children. Especially vampire purebloods. You know how rare vampires are, and even more my kind. Now, Mongrel, a helpless children, still in it's human years? It couldn't even defend itself."

He stood up, looking down at Mongrel. "I want to know, who, exactly you sent down there. Or maybe you decided it was too important? Went down yourself. Either way, someone's gotta pay for what happened. So I suggest you stop trying to act like this is some fucking guy's night out and tell me what I want to know!"

 

[poohlive]

"Mighty strong words."
Mongrel stood up for a moment, going over to the bay window, to look outside.
"I do have a few questions of my own, if you don't mind. The bullshit for you might be very important for one such as myself. Forgive my human blood, I might not be a vampire, but I do believe myself to be a gentleman, and in these days gentleman talk over the details."
He let his hand wash over the window, at once a view of the cabin room came into view. Among it were several scared and cowering people. Lance recognized in the background, Aria fighting as the guards rushed on, Willow right in the front.
"Here," He pointed, at once the picture going closer and closer, to a child, with a small gem on his forehead.
"This little trinket upon the boy's forehead is called the Pheonix's eye. It is a form of pure vampire blood, innocent blood if I have read the book correctly. Forgive me, some of the things the books tells you are not exactly written down in the pages, but rather forged within. One has to look carefully. This vial is used in succession with the rings to destory the book. It is supposed to be part of an innocent child, that is the one great flaw I believe Gwendolyn made in her creation. Along with all of these defenders of the earth, a single innocent vampire had to also be a part of it's undoing. You know how rare pure blood's are these days, and an innocent as well."
He let the image go, shifting through the smoke and dense anger in the room. Sitting back down, his arms folded open, to suggest his own disgust.
"Your friend, or enemy I might say, deliberately used his son to try to destroy not only me, but the book I have chased nearly all my life to get. Don't make this into an innocent bloodshed. He used everything he could to try to destroy me, so I used everything I could to try to destroy him. When one makes an enemy of me, they do not last long. You know that Vlad, you know me. This man might be your enemy, but when he shits in my lawn, I'm going to take action. It was me there that day. I did produce a spell to spill his blood on the ground, so he couldn't be used as a weapon against me."
Mongrel crossed his legs, giving off a curious look. Something of mild doubt and incarceration playing upon his lips, as if for some reason this whole argument had just gone to a sort of ludicrous level. Mongrel spoke his unfortunate demise.
"I can see you here trying to defend a man you are close to, but his son? How pathetic. If this man is anything that he claims to be, let him come and take his own revenge. I'm sure a second meeting will be just as fruitful as the first. I don't have time to deal with messengers of friend's fathers. If you have something you would like to talk with me, Vlad, then I would surely love to discuss it, but this is nothing more than twice removed bullshit. I will not go through three people to seek a sort of end to this complication."
He rose, going to the end of the room where a small bar stood, "I am getting myself a brandy, would you like anything?"

 

[The GrandMage]

Lord Vladamir Trepes

He watched Mongrel. "You're wrong about him, you know. He didn't give two craps about you or your book. He's not a man destined for greatness. Never was. So don't give me your high-and-mighty bullshit. I know that man. He just followed his wife. If he'd know you would be as forceful as you were, he would have backed down."

"And he never would have indangered his son. And he certainly wouldn't have charged you. Hell, I bet if you'd told him where the long road was headed, he would have given you the damn book, page and all. But you, Mongrel, as much as you profess to being a gentleman, you see yourself as a God, and you won't let things stand in your way."

He walked to the bar. "Not that there's anything wrong with thinking yourself a God. It can be quite invigorating. But you, Mongrel, have hurt yourself. Look at you, I bet you're searching everywhere for that page, aren't you? And he would have given it to you. But you never bothered to see if one of them was willing. You never were one to know your enemies beyond being your enemies."

He fixed himself a drink, and walked back to the chair he'd been sitting in, and made himself comfortable. "And I don't care about the boy, but my friend does. And he would come himself, but that's the interesting thing about you, Mongrel, you never quite leave your enemies alive. Well, he lived, but he's in no condition to fight.Although I'm sure once he's able to stand he'll be walking after you. Which is, of course, why I'm here. I wanted to spare you that. Mongrel, you're one of the few men I've ever dared fear enough to have my guard up at all times. But he really scares me. I'm seen him kill. He'll throw his entire life at you, and not care how bad you hurt him as long as he takes you with him into Hell."

He sipped at his drink. "I see Lance was there. Like a roach, he never stays dead, don't you think? So, how'd you kill them? Did you make them suffer? Or were you in a kind mood, and just laugh? You and me, Mongrel, we're a lot alike. But you like to hide yourself behind your 'humanity'. A losing battle, my friend."

 

[poohlive]

"We all wear masks Vlad. I'm not saying I'm any different. I may want to be God, but I have not aspired such idiocracies just yet. I'm protective and wanton just like the next person, just like yourself."
Resting himself in comfort, Mongrel let the brandy swirl in its glass, absorbing the indignant air before he brought it to his lips to suckle.
"If this man of yours was simply following, than I apologize for him. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and certainly his child in such danger as well. Personally, I would have thought someone who claimed to be as strong and smart as you say he is, wouldn't follow a woman so blindly, but I know of love, and a woman's seduction, and how it can be abused to a man's will. If it is such a matter as that, than a mistake on my part. I do not ask my enemies why they do what they do. I shoot first, and ask questions never... like outside."
He pointed, swallowing another sip of his drink, to the door beyond them both, which eventually led to the battlefield still smoking with bloody debris.
"Before you killed any of those people, before you even shot at them, did you ask what they were doing there, and why? Or perhaps at the warehouse. When no one gave you any of my information, did you wonder if perhaps one of these men might just be there because he was being told what to do, and didn't deserve death? I wound not group out a single mouse in a group of rats to save from devastation. I may hide behind humanity, but I do not condone it. Human life is useless and pathetic, and vampire life an inch above that. I do apologize for such strong words, a bit of brandy and such heated conversation does bring out the worst in my manners."
He paused for a moment, lapsing in on himself, and letting all of it sink in for a moment. Pores opening up to both exhume patience and divulge the ironic chance that brought these players here to the house, of old vantages now playing anew.
"It was a bit ago, wasn't it? Lance and his rebellious group. Good Lord, how long was that? Months, maybe a year? I wanted death, and revenge. When I heard of the book, and its opened promises, I went in with both guns a blazing, to borrow an old cliche. I don't thnk I was in a mood, per say, but I do remember I enjoyed watching a few of them die. Like stepping on cockroaches, just the sickening squish makes you feel so good. Lance averted my foot though. That man, an arch nemesis of my own. Everything in it's own time, though. First thing's first, second thing's second, so to speak. No use jumping to the end, when the beginning isn't done.

 

[The GrandMage]

Lord Vladamir Trepes

"Ahh, but Mongrel, I don't kill those who will serve. Many still live at the outpost where my guns blazed. But then no longer look in the same line of power they did before. Now they look to me, and wherever I may look,...."

He looked into the glass, and quickly shot down the last of it. He licked his lips, and gritted his teeth. It had been a while since a liquid besides blood had passed his lips. Enjoyable luxury. Not habit, but luxury.

"And Mongrel, that is your weakness. You always strike with the hammer before placing the wdge. And although strength was enough for most of the job, you're still missing the page, aren't you? Ahh, but I am too devious for my own good. For I am no closer to my goals than I was when we last parted ways."

He sighed, and sat back. His features relaxed into cold emotionlessness. "I came here to kill someone, Mongrel. But instead I found someone that I won't try to kill, for, should I succeed, I will be dead before I could know it. So, now that the petty personal reasons that brought me here are over, I think it is time to talk business."

"You know me, Mongrel. I'll follow myself to reach my goals, but if I see someone else, and can get most of what I want by following them, I will. And seeing how close you are to acheiving that high power you have always sought, I am most tempted to throw my chips in with you. You'll be searching everywhere for that page, and I have resources that could help. Besides, you haven't told me you have it in your grasp already. That means you know where you can determine it's location, but not how."

"Let me be your wedge, Mongrel. I don't have the force to complete my own goals, and you, quite frankly, lack the finesse. You're charging ahead, we both know it. You can taste the page, you want it as soon as possible. I can help you shave time off, get it that much sooner. And you know what I want in return. I don't even think myself enough to be equal with you once you have what you want, but I'm willing to accept being the loyal dog with first choice of scraps from the master's table."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

Groaning, things started to slowly creep into my mind, I was waking up with a throbbing head ache. Not understanding or recalling why, I laid there panting for air a moment, hearing nothing really around me.

Wait.. Someone else was with me, I could hear breathing close by. Wincing a little, I tried to move and found out all too quickly I was bound in chains.

Mouth parched and tongue feeling like lead, I tried to lick my dry lips and barely managed. It was dark in the room, thanfully, I peeked out an eye and tried to focus.

"Oh hell..." I mumbled softly, I was not in my hotel room. So where the hell was I? My head hurt too badly to think, but reguardless I tried. Turning over to my side, I became aware of being on a bed. Looking around again I could see Lance in the corner, bound in chains as well.

Fuck! Why the hell was I caught this time? Stiffening a little, I could hear the engines.. We were back on a damned jet, and I was guessing heading back to one pissed off boss.

"Lance?" I croaked out, trying to see if he was awake or not. I couldn't make out much with his hunched form. Was he hurt? I freaking hurt like hell, and what I could feel didn't feel injured.

 

[poohlive]

Lance turned over, laughing as he did so. A sort of desperate laugh that went deep into his soul, and poured out more sadness than any sort of tear could muster. The unept feeble attempt only hurt more, and in the end he began to cough up, among other things, blood.
"I feel like a rag doll, being tossed around from person to person, you know that. Just an old worn out rag doll. This way, and that, to and fro. Bobbing around in the ocean as wave after wave crashes over us until we can't stand it anymore, and just sink beneath the water."
He leaned further, so he could get a good look at Aria. She didn't seem to have anything but the chains on her, but they were as strong as steel. It would take her a good week to bend them enough.
"I thought, maybe, if you were free when we got to Mongrel's I'd have a chance. You'd be able to see who he really was, and what he really wanted, and maybe... oh, I don't know. It's all fucked up though. All of it. I'm dead, you're dead. We're all dying to see the king, and let him pass his verdict. Guilty by assiciation. Do not pass go, do not hide the page, go directly to hell."
He gave a smile, as blood cracked lips tried they're best to appease her.
"I thought you might get away. They promised if I can quietly that they would let you go... Shouldn't have trusted Willow though. Never trust a man farther than you can throw him. Ow... Silver. If it weren't for the God Damned Silver I would rape them all."
He doubled over in pain, leavingh himself time to ease from the spasms, before lying down and trying his best not to move.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

I winced again, not from my own discomfort but because of his. My eyes rested on his head, almost actually feeling his pain.

"I .. I remembered some things.." I whispered softly, tears threatening to fall yet again. I was turning weak! I wanted to curse and shout in anger but didn't have the strength or the heart to do so at this moment. It hurt too much to think as it was.

"I now know who Mongrel is, little by little is returning.. Micheal.." My voice cracked a little as I whispered his name. It hurt down deep where scars didn't heal.

"I am sorry. For the rings, for this stupid quest.. I am sorry I was hunting you and put you in danger." I fell silent. Saying sorry to Lance wasn't easy but the blame was my own.

"And if I get free of these fucking chains, I will make them sorry as well!" I growled my temper rising. I hated being weak! I hated being helplessly bound to this stupid bed, a mile above the damned ground and heading into a nightmare! I wanted to get off the bed, do something to stop this whole thing but as I tugged on the chains I felt them grab and hold tightly.

"Fuck!" i couldn't even get to Lance to end his life! I remembered little but some things stuck.. Lance would return whole but somewhere else if he was killed.. Perhaps it would have worked, if I could get off this damned bed!

 

[poohlive]

"Stop, it. Don't struggle. You need to conserve your strength."
Michael. He could see his child, with those cute button eyes staring up at him, his hands reaching out, asking to hold him. A memory not his own, but Aria's. An old one, that forced itself through the pain as if to answer her own struggle as she spoke.
The lost child.
"We don't have much time alone Aria. I need you to help me through this. I'm not going to make it, Mongrel won't let me. He knows as well as I do that he won't let me live through this. I need your help on this. I need you to be in my corner now. I need you to be strong for me, for both of us. Can I trust you? Can I count on you to be there when I need you? I have a plan. I don't know if it will work, but I have a plan. If nothing else, it'll get you out of here, and on your own again, as intact as you want to be.... I don't know how much like your old self you want to be, but I can provide whatever you need."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

I nodded my head, trying hard not to curl into a weak little ball for the first time in my life and surrender to it.

Sucking it up, I tried hard as hell to calm my self down and not think over Micheal and Mongrel and those fucking rings...

"I can do whatever you ask me to Lance, you know that.. Well now.." I halted, wondering what it is he wanted and needed me for? If it wasn't for me he wouldn't be in this whole situation in the first place!

"I am all out of options, so if you got one to help this situation, I am all ears Lance." I shut up, listening after hurriedly whispering with more confidence than I felt at the moment.

 

[poohlive]

"Don't worry about it Aria. We're in a mess, and if you think about what you could have done, or should have done, then we are just going around in hypothetical circles. Think about this, right now. Get up. See how tight the chains are, how much you can move. Try to get as close to me as you can."
He knew he couldn't move much. Although the chains were fairly loose, they tied him down in an unnatural way. He just laid there, like a fish out of water, gasping for air he could barely breathe.
"For now we just wait. We wait and we watch. You need to gather your strength, and get whatever they drugged you with out of your system. Don't worry, it'll take some time, but we've got nothing but time on our hands now. If we want to get out of this Aria, we need to work together and trust each other, that's all there is to it."
He cried out, as something stung him in the back. It was nothing physical, but just a mental image that had raped through the pain to bring fresh blood to his lips.
"We'll get out of this yet. They didn't underestimate me, but they underestimatd you. They always did."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

His words soothed me more than I thought they would. He was right, as hard assed as he was at times, he was always fucking right! God, I hated that before... But now, this moment. I was glad he was right.

They had underestimated me.. I had training, brains and dammit I could control my temper and think rationally.. If I just blocked out what I didn't like and focused on what I did need to do.

"Alright." Firmly as possible I spoke, but softly enough not to be over heard. I hadn't seen Willow yet or his goons, so perhaps they wouldn't come in here? I was surprise though that Willow had let me live.. I knew he would want revenge.

I scooted the edge of the bed, he was just below me, a short distance away, but it seemed like miles almost. My arms werent bound to anything, but my feet were. If I moved just right.. My head was throbbing painfully and I felt ill.

Stopping all movement for a moment, sweat beaded on my upper lip as I tried to breathe slow and evenly as possible. Calm my stomach down, although throwing up might make me feel better, I wasn't up to that task nor in the mood for disgusting things.

I moved again, feeling my legs catch. This way wouldn't work, I'd have to go off the end of the bed in order to get down to him without breaking something. Sighing, I paused again, I didn't want to do this, I did not want to move. His groans gave me pause, I had to get down there and find out what he wanted me to do. I knew he was restrained in silver, but why wasn't I?

Because they think I am weak... the thought came to my mind before I could stop it and in doing so grit my teeth in anger. I was not that damned weak, but I was thankfull they thought so.

Sliding down the bed, I slid off the end and landed with a soft thump. Breath held in my chest, my eyes tried to focus on the door to watch for movement. The jet at that moment lurched a little.. Turbulance.. Perfect. Unable to smile due to the pain in my temple, I gloated mentally.

Moving across the floor like a damned worm, I finally got close to him. Moving around the bed on my knees, it was hard to remain upright but I managed barely. Teetering a little, I braced against the end of the bed with my side as I fought the rolling queasiness in my stomach.

"Now what?" I grumbled out, teeth clenching to contain that sick urge.

 

[nightray]

Ray

My eyes scan the room looking for a suitable target. I smile evilly as I see a cupl sitting at the bar. The women tall and thin with large breasts barley contained in her dress. Long Black hair flowing down to her ass. I look at Kat gesgering over at them with my chin.

I smile evilly “How about them they look simply dilishus. And the way there looking at every one there looking to have fun with more then just them selves.” I chukils softy as I watch Kats eyes looking for her reaction.

My eyes move over her body agene as she looks at the couple. I see how much of her leg is showing from the slit in her dress. I shift as I look back up at her face wondering if she was interested in them or not.

 

[poohlive]

"Quite intriguing. Yes, very interesting indeed."
Mongrel looked at the man for a moment, truly standing there to judge the loyal servant now before him. Was it true? Did he think he could just run in line with the rest of them?
No, not Vlad. He had something up his sleeve. For as long as Mongrel has known the man, nothing he ever did was for one single reason. Maybe it was for Mongrel himself to let his guard down, or possibly run higher into the forces.
Whatever reason, this might prove most beneficial.
"All right," He agreed, moving over to a phone, grabbing it, and beginning to speak to his secretary on the other end.
"There is a plane waiting for you. It is heading to New York. I have positive identification that a ring bearer is there, perhaps more. Your first assignment is to go to New York, and bring one of the destined back to me, alive, ring and all. I couldn't find out where any of the damned bearers were in the world. They have particular magic to guard them from even my special sight, but you with your finesse and determination, I am sure can get me exactly what I want, without involving another world war."

 

[The GrandMage]

Lord Vladamir Trepes

He stood up, and bowed deeply to Mongrel. He stood up straight, and nodded. "As you wish, my liege. I shall depart at once. Have no fear, for I shall return with one of the acursed."

He turned, and walked swiftly to the door. As he opened it, he looked over his shoulder at Mongrel, and grinned to himself before he left.

The man didn't trust him. That, thought Vlad, was a wise move. But useless. He'd thrown his chips in with the Bloodguard back when it had been a large, unspoken power. But it had crumbled. He had spent years building up his own, and now another power was there, greater. Closer to it's goals.

Vlad would get what he wanted if Mongrel won. Of course, if Mongrel should lose, he would still get what he wanted. He licked his tongue across one of his fangs, heading out the door.

"Soon,....Yes,....very soon indeed. Off for the ring-bearer."

 

[poohlive]

Lance turned to his side, right next to her. He could smell the warm musky odor of sweat coming off of her. His eyes tried to go to hers, to lock on for help and support, but they couldn't seem to find anything solid. Instead, he lamented to just turn his head from side to side, where he thought she might be listening.
They were close, almost touching.
"We have to wait until we land. Once we do this, you'll have to run as fast and as far as possible. Don't use your I.D.'s anymore or your bank account. Do whatever you have to, but don't leave a trail anywhere. They have to stop finding you, all of us. When we're somewhere relatively safe, I want you to..."
At that point the sound of key going into a lock could be heard. Lance closed his eyes, trying to think, but unable. He did the first thing that was natural.
He thrust himself forward, by the grace of something from above his lips found hers, and he kissed her passionately and deep.
Sebulba cocked his head to the side, to look at the little display.
"Lovebirds," He set down a few scraps of food near them. Lance took his head away, trying to stare blankly at the wall.
"You're awake, Aria. Good for you. I thought those little drugs would keep you down for another hour or so. How you feeling, still got a headache?"
He took a couple of pills out of his pocket, dropping them next to her glass of water.
"I know you don't trust me, but they will help. I have orders from Mongrel not to harm you. They are extra strength Tylenol. You can see the inscription on the side... although if you don't trust me, I doubt a little T on a pill will aide that in anyway. No more whispering, all right?"
He tapped at one of the corners of the upper rooms, where a small black mirror stood unblinking, showing them all what was needed.
"Loose lips sink ships. Anything else I can get for you?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

I nodded my head, listening to his haphazard advice, taking it all in and agreeing with him silently. We had to stop being tracked down, we would never be safe if we kept leaving paper trails.

"Yes.." I muttered, hearing the key in the lock my heart froze in place. Praying silently it would not be Willow coming for me.. Please not Willow..

Stunned and a little shocked, I opened my eyes to see Lance's face up before mine just before he kissed me. Gasping for air from the shock, a tingle shot down my spine in responce. Returning his kiss without even thinking about it, the smooth voice I had not heard before interrupted.

"Love birds.." Jerking back from Lance, I tried to hide the flush in my face and the speechless feeling.

"You're awake, Aria. Good for you. I thought those little drugs would keep you down for another hour or so. How you feeling, still got a headache?" I glanced up at the new comer and nodded my head. I did not recognize him, who was he? Mutely I watched as he dropped the pills by the glass and continued his little softly spoken speech.

"I know you don't trust me, but they will help. I have orders from Mongrel not to harm you. They are extra strength Tylenol. You can see the inscription on the side... although if you don't trust me, I doubt a little T on a pill will aide that in anyway. No more whispering, all right?"

"Right." I muttered, wondering why Mongrel would order me taken and not harmed? This wasn't sitting well with me. Lance followed the man's every move while I stared down at the cup of water.

"With no hands free.. how am I to drink this?" I wanted to laugh but it wasn't that funny. Ignored again.

"Can you unbind me please? At least my hands? We're in the air... It's not like I can go anywhere." I asked, meeting the cooler eyes of the man.

 

[poohlive]

"Little key that fits in most any locks."
Sebulba went over to her, unleashing both her hands and legs.
"I'm sorry. I only locked you up because I didn't want you falling off the bed or anything. You know, what with taking off and all the turbulance. When Mongrel says he doesn't want anyone harmed, he means it. Not a scratch or misplaced hair."
He helped her to a sitting position, moving the strands away from her eyes, "There, are you ok? Feeling a little better? We've got some medicine on board, Pepto Bismol or something in case you feel queesy. I'm sorry for all the infomality. There we go, good as new."
Sebulba placed a kiss on her cheek, smiling at her, with his big teeth unable to show.
"You sure I can't give you anything else?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Aria

A little shocked he so easily released me, I gaped at him in wonder a moment. The kiss and the compliance? What was up here?

"No thank you.. I am fine now. Thanks." I muttered with much confusion. "I think the tylenol will be enough." I watched him, my eyes trying to 'see' him for what he was. He was just so sweet and nice.... and he worked for mongrel?

Takes all kinds. "I just wish to rest." I fell silent, thinking he would go now and I could speak with Lance on his plans better. We didn't have alot of time maybe two hours max before we landed.

 

[Firegirl976]

Kat

I look over at the couple that Ray has pointed out noticing the womans long dark hair and full bust....then I take a closer look at the man. Tall with blondish hair and deep blue eyes, but he has a look of meaness around those eyes and watching how the girl reacts to him I briefly try a mental nudge and sense the underlying fear in her. I shake my head at Ray, "Nice but too complicated," Turning back to him I grin slightly and notice he is staring at me, I feel my body react to his scrutiny a slight flush coming to my cheeks and chest. I"m lean towards him a bit when I suddenly see a couple at the table off Ray's shoulder. Sitting there was a couple that took my breath away, both with dark hair but a closer look revealed her's was a brown while his was jet black. Both were seemingly engrossed in each other snubbing away most that came anywhere near them but I watched and saw how they both occasionally glanced our way. Without thinking I snuggled next to Ray seemingly nuzzling his neck and whispered to him, "Check out the couple behind you, the dark looking couple." I begin to pull away and catch the scent of his cologne leaning back in I draw in a lingering breath inhaling the musky scent and sighing a bit as I take a playful nip at his neck while his attention is turned before reigning myself back in. I back up a bit awaiting his response, looking him over. He had kept himself in shape, great shape in fact....and as I watched him turn I noticed the play of muscle over his back and arms. I took a drink of my wine a small smile playing at the corners of my mouth as I watched him awaiting his reply, wondering if he reacted to me at all....................

 

[nightray]

Ray

I look over my shoulder at the cupl behind me my eyes catch those of the girl briefly I smile winningly at her. I close my eyes as I suck in a deep breath as I feel Kats teeth scraping over my neck casing my manhood to grow in my pants. I turn back to Kat as her mouth moves away from my neck.

I smile at her nodding my approval as my eyes move over her a hunger burning in them though she can’t see it from behind my glasses. I was about to say something when the couple comes to are table. I look up at them my eye brow razed slightly.

The girl says “Can we join you?” She looks at me with smoldering eyes. I tilt my head glancing at Kat.

“What do you say Kat?” I ask a mischief’s smile on my lips. I look from Kat to the girl my eyes moving up and own her body taking in her curves.

I move closer to Kat making room for the girl as the guy sits on the other side of Kat. I feel Kats body pressing up agenst mine her warmth moving threw me. I let my hand move to her thigh squeezing it gently. I wink at Kat before turning to the girl talking to her softly flirting fencing with words as the game begins.

 

[The GrandMage]

Shadows in the Mist

He sat in a chair in the house. The man who had been assigned to go with him had left him alone. He stood up, and moved towards the stairs. As his foot hit, he lifted the next, moving it until it hit the back of that step. Slowly he made his way up.

The house still smelled of her. In fact, he could almost swear she'd been there. But it couldn't be, she was dead. He made his way to his room, their room.

He opened the door, dragging himself in before closing the door and locking it. He fumbled towards the bed, and upon finging it, he stripped to the waist.

His body was clean now, hair cut. His body was covered in the horrible scars of his burning. Lumps of flesh were missing, and one arm had an uneven stump at it's wrist. He ran his remaining hand across his hideous and twisted remnant of a face. Part of his lip was gone, as well as a chunk of his nose. His facial hair was missing, and the skin felt horrible under his twisted fingers.

He laid himself down, dead eyes staring blindly at a ceiling he could still recall in memory. Her body before it, free, happy. She was gone. His hand moved through emopty air, banishing the picture from his mind. His arm fell limp across the void of his vision. Covering eyes that saw only the past.

And he sighed. "I told you to forget it. I told you it wasn't important. Why couldn't you let it be?" He moved his arm, reaching into his pocket to pull out a ring. He could feel the weight of his own where it clung to him, reminding him of his loss. He felt the metal, and wished that his tears ducts would heal. He could not cry, he could not fight. The pain and anger had no release.

"Why couldn't you let it be?"

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Christian

I leaned back, my mind wanting to wander but unable to. For once, however, it wasn't Kayla that drew its attention.
It was the Ring.
The heat was immense now, not too painful, but an unignoreable distraction to everything going on around me.
Of course, nothing much was going on. I'd taken to the back of the club, out of the eyes of whatever customers were out front, hoping to figure out what was going on with the ring. It was glowing this time...glowing.
I leaned back, eyes watching the item with fascination, disbelieving.
"Christian."
Mikael's voice.
I said nothing, barely even noticing the sound and not noticing the man himself at all.
The Ring held my attention, unmatched.
"Christian," he snapped.
I glanced up, feeling as though i was suddenly coming out of a trance.
"Come, hunters," he stated.
"WHere?"
"In the club, and some out back. Too many to let stand."
I stood, thinking perhaps it would be best to wait, and see if they just left. I cold tell by Mikael's tone that there weren't only a few of them. He was speaking not with fear, but urgency.
"Are you certain they are all together?"
He shook his head. "Not at all, in fact, we can only recognize a few of them, and they aren't friends of ours."
I nodded, still weary aout fighting, even though it wasn't yet decided that we must.
"And one of them, one here with a female...he's quite a specimen. Large one, and he doesn't look right..."
I nodded, making sure the 9mm was still tucked into its holster on my belt.
I reached over to the sword, which hung against the wall there. I'd taken it out of my coat and hung it there when i sat down.
As we moved through the club, each taking our places along the walls and keeping our eyes open for those around us. DOn't move on anyone until everyone is in place, and make certain that the enemy (if that's what they were) was appropriately surrounded. Mikale pointed to the one he'd spoken of earlier. indeed, a huge man, muscular and certainly not looking as though he should be messed wtih. The girl with him was dwarfed by his stature, as were the two they spoke with. Thier prey no doubt, I thought.
Just feed and go, I thought, and there'll be no issue.
As we stood there, the Ring burned even hotter on my finger, and an odd chill rose up my spine.
"Jesus," a voice whispered.
Leona.
I hadn't noticed Mikael moving away, making his way toward the opposite wall.
I glanced to her, seeing her eyes locked on the glowing object.
"We go?" I asked.
She nodded, finally looking up to meet eyes with me.
"What...?"
I shrugged before she could go any further.
"I don't know," I said, "But this is more important right now. Come."
We moved steadily across the floor, glancing around cautiously, knowing that other groups, some vampires as well as human hunters, have made habits of using set-ups like these to gain advantages over groups such as ours before.
We didn't want a conflict if one wasn't necessary, and if it was, it looked as though it might be a bloody one.