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Fates wicked sense of
humor
Non Beta version
Disclaimer; I do not own
the Lost Boys or any of the characters of the movie! I merely wrote this to
amuse others and myself with it; this is fan fiction, nothing more!
Rating; M
Warnings; My bad grammar
and spelling. Several killing moods of the actors, blood, vengeance, murder,
mention of murder, gore, blood play, crime and murder scenes, cursing, sexual
situations not suited for minor aged people, male to male relationships,
violent scenes, and other I can�t think of it now.
Pairings; Several:
David/Star/Michael, Sam/Marco/OC, Paul/Allen/OC, Dwayne/Maria, Max/Lucy Lucy/OC
(for now) gramps/widow Johnson, Laddy no one I don�t like under age pairings
like that!
Suryallee
Payday
�Crunch�crunch�klong�crunch��
The sounds
of the shovel, hitting salty underground and occasionally a stone bedded into
the salt, made Lucy Emerson wince every now and then. She sat still inside the
huge black van. She couldn�t go outside� the salt. The van was more of a
limousine than a simple van, it even had air-condition and a bar! Never, ever before,
Lucy had sat inside of one of these modern vans before.
For seconds
her gaze lingered on the bar�filled with blood-packs and water and other, much
stronger spirits and liquors.
�Crunch�klong�klong�crunch��
Her eyes
glued themselves back to the sweating back of her grandfather outside�oh how
she wished that she could help him now! Beside her, the blond vampire lord took
a daintily sip from one of the glasses filled to the rim with blood. He was
also watching her father and two men he had hired digging deeper and deeper
into the former saltwater now salt-desert underground. This place was actually
even more as only that; it was part of an abandoned town from out of the Wild
West times. And the area they were actually in was formerly a graveyard of a
now slowly crumbling church.
In other
words; Holy Ground + Salt�immense masses of salt and still sacred and purified
ground�deadly for every vampire and supernatural kind of beings that did deal
with magic.
That they
both could be here without already turned to ash or writing in pain was just
because of his strong powers and some considerately placed spells on the out
and inside the van. Alanthir knew a priest that occasionally worked with him.
When he had told him what he planned, the other fast complied with this and
helped him even. His comment had amused Alanthir; One less of the crazy ones,
he had said, and had given him the needed psalms and all. Even holy water he
had given him and Lucy and a blessing to protect the two inhuman beings from
the anger of his god.
�Crunch�klong�crunch�klong�crunch�clunk�
For now 4
hours the old Emerson and his workers did digger in the unforgiving hot sun of
the harsh and bright evening sun. He found they had digger deep enough now, at
least deeply enough for what he had in mind. Nodding through the sun save
windows he let one of the workers know that it was enough. The Amish man nodded
back and told something to Mister Emerson and the other Amish. All three threw
their shovels aside and climbed out of the deep hole. After some minutes they
appeared in the front part of the big van.
Nobody said
a word. All inside of the van now waited for the sun to set to let the final
act of this little drama take place.
Not that
the older Emerson wouldn�t have done it himself, but Alanthir wanted to do this
his way. So he waited for the sun to set too. His hand found that of his
daughter in the almost darkness of the van. The Amish refused to help more as
to dig the hole with him. That was fine, it wasn�t their fight anyways and he
respected the way of their people. They did help the priest here with this,
nothing more.�
A car drove
up to the van; another Amish brought the priest and took the two helpers with
them back. The old Emerson took a water bottle from right next to one of the
blood packs, out of the cooler without to spare a glance at the blood. The old
man could care less now. The priest entered the van in silence and sat down
near to Alanthir and Lucy. He gave Alanthir a strange looking pair of old shoes
that the vampire slowly put on. The sounds he made were the only noises that
broke the silence inside the van.
Above the
vehicle, a hawk slowly flew rounds in the still warm winds over the salt desert
and then screamed once prior to take flight into a different direction as the
setting sun.��
Taking out
a tie to strap his long hair back, the vampire got slowly ready; outside the
sun just vanished behind the horizon. When the last rays vanished with the fire
ball he opened the door to his left deftly and climbed out, together with the old
man and the priest. To Lucy he priest had told prior that he could only prepare
one of them. Out of the back of the van, both man and vampire lord took a large
looking coffin out into the open. It was heavily sealed off with holy crosses
and other. Like paper bandanas with parts of the bible written on it and
adorned with signs that not even the older Emerson could identify.
Lucy could
hear Max angry screeching even sitting inside the now open door of the van.
The angry
fast changed to hysterical and anguish the deeper the coffin was brought into
the salty ground. When it hit the bottom of the tunnel in the earth and salt Max
screaming had taken on a terrified notch. Alanthir stepped back from the hole,
even with the protection measures his hands looked burned now and his feet did
slightly steam. He stepped further back without to even show hurt in the face
until he stopped next to Mister Emerson. His visage now held a smirk. Out of a big
bag he took several small items Lucy never had seen before. A teapot without a
handle, a few pearls, a knife, a ribbon that did linger in his hands for a
second or two before it joined the other items in the hole, a pipe, some
strange looking racks some other things, a teddy bear� the last item did linger
a little while longer in his long fingered hand before he let it fall into the
hole almost gently, finally he emptied the rest out over the hole.
Grey and
white ash slowly floated down inside the hole and onto the coffin inside. Where
the ash touched the salt, it turned fast into mist. She shuddered, well knowing
what this ash once was; it was the only reminds of his former coven members. The
last item to be thrown inside was a magnificently carved knife. �The hilt shone with jewelry and seemingly was
made of gold; the blade looked like black iron. Marvelous work of a master
smith, Lucy mused correctly, it had Celtic, very ancient looking designs carved
into the blade and shone strangely in the moonlight.� The blade drove inside the wood of the coffin
without a problem down to the hilt and got stuck there. With a disturbing grin and
a final mocking bow he lastly nodded at the Amish Priest.
When the
priest began with his work and Max screams rose to a new level.
She knew
what he did; Alanthir had told her what he was just doing: the priest sealed
the coffin and Max off for eternity. This hole would be his grave. He would
actually need a few hundred years to die in here, maybe even a millennium maybe
less; it would be a painfully slow death. The salt would finally eat through
the wood and then burn him, the holy ground would paralyze him and the spells
would confirm his soul to this place for eternity even after his final death.
Every vampire now and in the future would know that he lay here and why. And
they would know who placed him here; Alanthir. Nobody would help him, Max was
doomed and he did know this as much as Lucy knew this.
The screeching
came to a sudden stop when the holy book was snapped close.
�Crunch,
thud�crunch, thud�klong, thud�crunch, thud�crunch, thud��
Her father
began to dig the salt and earth back into the hole, together with the priest
and Alanthir. With the help of the vampire they were much faster as before; the
hole was closed in less than an hour. Taking the shovel with him back to the
van, her father put them back into the back of the van. Later he would burn them;
together with the shoes and other things the priest had given them for Lucy and
Alanthir to protect them.
Just as he
promised it to the priest to do that now followed him to the van.
Now his
daughter and his grandsons were finally safe from this man and his madness!
Alanthir
grimaced whilst looking at his feet, they had blisters and looked burned, the
raw flesh showed. But it had been worth it! Lucy held out her wrist to him,
underside up. Looking at the short red haired woman and mother of the young
half vampire of David�s pack he finally smiled and took the offer. The blood
worked instantly, soon the flesh healed before the eyes of the stunned watchers
until they only looked slightly sunburned anymore.
�The blood of the vampiress tasted sweat;
Alanthir didn�t want to let go of it but did so anyways. There was time for
such later in the future and he didn�t want to pay her friendliness back like
this. Like her son she was a gracious person and Lucy really cared for her
children. Inwardly he cursed Max inside his grave again, as he had done so
already countless times in the past. Trust it to the madcap to turn such a
wonderful woman against her will! But to break her will, that he hadn�t
archived!
Lucy
Emerson still held her head high and with dignity.
Alanthir
wanted to keep the woman, she was intelligent and amusing and had wits enough
to keep up with him. Besides she was cute in a way and had a wonderful
personality. Amused the old vampire found himself attracted to the woman
sitting inside the seat across the seat of him. The haunted look in the lovely
eyes would vanish with time and the laugh would come back, she would soon adapt
to her unwilling new live, he was sure.
Watching
her father drive them back in silence the old vampire laughed quietly to
himself; Max would rave in his grave now. He made sure that the other knew of
his plans and all, and to keep Lucy as his would even anger the traitor more.
Alanthir felt in tune with the world right now. Finally! After so many
centuries, millennia even he had his revenge on him and what a sweat revenge it
was, aye! After such a long time, his childe, theirs, the humans that once had
lived with his coven in peace and his beloved siblings but most of all: his
never forgotten sire would find their eternal rest.
Lucy
watched the vampire with calm eyes; something drove her to this beautiful man,
no, Vampire, since the moment she had seen him suddenly bow to her when she had
answered the door and then had come through the door of Max house. She had
stood there like spellbound and could only watch him with an open mouth suddenly
charge at the cursed vampire that had brought her family nothing but pain,
trouble, ruin and hurt with an unholy speed.
The following
fight was ugly, bloody and nothing short of violent and even the memory of what
she had seen in those minutes would haunt her for a long time, Lucy was sure of
that. The so beautiful looking man had been nothing short of deadly and she
could only watch him land one blow after the other on Max in a rapid succession
and deadly accuracy. �As strong her wanebe
future husband had been, Alanthir had proofed to be stronger, faster and simply
more lethal as Max. All the time wielding an ancient looking twinset of long knives,
shouting words in a long forgotten language, that somehow remind Lucy to Gaelic
in some ways.
The fight
itself wasn�t taking that long, in an afterthought she found out it wasn�t taking
longer as one hour and a few minutes�than it was suddenly over.
The entire
garden in frontage of the house, the house itself and the backyard were
afterwards a mess! Everywhere was blood, on a bench lay one of Max fingers and the
nose of him was missing. The former master vampire of David�s coven fell from
the sky like stone and did land on the earth with a sickening thud. Unmoving. Alanthir
had land next to it and calmly put wards onto the other to keep him from moving
then he had sweetly asked the fully horrified woman to please call her father. What
Lucy promptly did!
It turned
out that Alanthir had spoken to the old man before and together they had heaved
Max immobile body into the coffin and sealed it off.
She had
fled with her children their old town and her abusive husband to only end up in
Max claws.
Often since
Max had turned her she had thought about that. Now this man was finally away
for good, she could even visit her sons now! That Michael was now the mate of
David was a shock to the woman but she soon got accustomed to the thought,
strangely enough. That Samuel was with Michael soothed her and that the others
seem to take good care of the youth put her worries to a rest for the time
being. Alanthir had assured her that, knowing very well how much she worried
herself sick about the two.
The green,
keen eyes watched her again; she could feel their stare on her body. The
vampire often stared at her. Lucy amused noted to herself. He looked no older
as thirty maybe thirty fife, she didn�t care. He was very attractive and did
know that all too well. When Lucy got Michael she had not even been 18. 16
years old she had been�so young� now it did her good, because she was younger
as the most mothers with one son nearly of age and the other short behind.
Thirty three years old now, Lucy Emerson was glad that she had gotten both very
young.
She shortly
wondered how old the other had been when turned and how old Alanthir truly was.
It mattered not, Lucy Emerson was no fool! From what she had figured out in the
last hours Alanthir An� Laigh was most likely far older as anything she had
seen in her relatively short life before. Gods! He was ancient! Even older as Max
and that told her something, she shook her short red locks and unknowingly gave
an indication away from �WHO� her youngest son had inherited his cute habit to
bite his lip when he was worried or deeply lost in thought.
She
directly asked him, after hearing that strange sounding name, if it was Celtic
origin. It had earned her a surprised, pleased look from the tall vampire. Now
Lucy hadn�t been a flower power child without to come in touch with some
outlandish thinking�s or such and in the places she mostly had roomed in her
own youth, many Irish related folk had run around. Her own family had northern
origins but she did not care much about that all. She knew a little from the
language and spoke it even thought her accent had to be horrid!
Her first
try to quietly try to translate a strange endearment he had given her out by
muttering to herself had the vampire lord sputtering for seconds and then
outright double over with pearls of laughter. Much to Lucy�s fully mortification:
she had flushed bright red and had tried to look at everything that had not to
do with Alanthir, what seem to make him even laugh harder. After he got himself
back in check he had amused asked her holes into her stomach. About her travels
in the past, how much she understood of the ancient language he had once spoken
as the first in his long existence and about her sons.
Mostly it
was about Sam.
That had
vexed her a little, Lucy wasn�t sure why or how, but Alanthir seemed to have a
great curiosity in her youngest. The concerned mother that she was, she had
cornered him promptly on that matter, not caring what he could do to her for
the moment�to her great surprise Alanthir had not even twitched a brow. He had
answered her calmly and hadn�t taken it the wrong way in the slightest.
His
melodious softly lilting voice had explained her calmly that the intelligence
of the young one had intrigued him and that this was why he held an interest in
the young male, as he held one in David and Marco born out of the same point. It
pleased Lucy somewhat to know now that her youngest son seemed to have the
markings of something great, as Alanthir did put it into words, just like the
other two had it in his opinion.
After all
he was now the covens Elder and therefore, responsible to see to it that they
all got the long overdue lessons in many things considering their kin, Max had
never given his childe and David's to dominate them more and to render them
more helpless. She didn�t doubt his judgment in this, he was much older than
her and Lucy figured he would know these things better.
Sitting
back calmly she crossed her feed at the ankles and stared out into the now dark
and cloudless night sky and stopped to mull over the things too much for now.
Under the watchful
eyes of Alanthir who never let her out of the corners of his eyes the entire
time.
Inside the
caves, David awoke from his days rest with a strange feeling in his guts.
The others
looked as confused and strangely, free, as he did feel right now. Max. It had
to be him and Alanthir! Somersaulting in the air from his spot high in the air,
the vampire came down. His feed barely touched the ground before he moved out
of the cave in a flash. His brothers followed closely behind. In the main cave,
Alanthir just helped Lucy and her father down the entrance stone when the vampires
reached it.
David
watched him with a tense face; this could only mean one thing in his eyes.
��He is taken care of.� Alanthir confirmed his
unspoken thought and let go on Samuel�s grandfathers� hand. �He has a nice
view, David! All the lovely salt�� His face showed a fanged smile, not a
pleasant one. David grinned back in the same manner. �Hurray! He got what he
deserved but what now? The other elders will surely come and sniff around.�
Again Alanthir gave him a calm grin and then shook his head, �Nope, the most
will not. But some�well, I will take care of them then.�
David
looked at Lucy. The woman looked relieved and nervous. No wonder, this was
David's coven, not Max one. He gave the woman a friendly smile; she was a pleasant
one, this woman. Smiling back, a little shyer as usual, Lucy suddenly had an
armful Sam clinging at her. Sobbing and whispering mom all the time the youth
didn�t want to let go of her for a second only. David watched that display with
a slight pang in his immortal heard.
He knew he
was more or less responsible for this families ruin and pain too�looking at Michael
he suddenly realized that he had to explain to Lucy now why he had her son
taken as he did! Gulping David timidly scratched his head and damn, he soo
didn�t look forward to it to that at all!! His blue gaze meets accidentally
with that of Nanook who had tilted his furry head to the side in an odd angle
and now looked at him curiously and confused. Laughing David shook his head
after some blinking and went over to Alanthir who watched him highly amused,
acting like an idiot from out of a safe distance. �What can I say?� David told
the ancient with a shrug of muscular shoulders then he sat down on the stones
behind the elder.
Alanthir
gave him an understanding look and nodded. �Not much I suppose, but worry not,
she knows already.� Quietly, Alanthir counted to three in his mind. As
predicted from him, David didn�t ask how she got the news, instead the young
leader of this promising coven gulped oh so silently behind him. It amused him
endlessly how David tried to shrink into himself behind him and seemed to hide
his figure behind Alanthir�s from the petite looking woman in front of both! He
just barely did suppress a bark of laughter; instead a soft snicker left his
lips.
These young
vampires where balm to his old soul!
With their
antics and all they made him feel almost young again. Across from the two stood
Marko and watched the entire spectacle from out of a safe distance. David's
glare directed at the back of the elder seemed not to trouble the ancient in
any way, he chuckled. The soft chuckles turned fast into hardly suppressed
laughs when his and Paul�s eyes meet over the distance of the cave. Alan and
Paul sat on one of the sofa in the middle of the room and also watched their leader�s
rare behavior with shameless amusement. It wasn�t all day that you could see
their fearless David cringe and hide but this was different: Lucy was now a, a
vampire herself and b, the mother of his mate� Marko suddenly pitied him a
little� but not for long!
He dug his
own grave; Marko did know and now had to life with it.
That Samuel
did cry so hard sat not so well with him. To his relieve the vampiress didn�t
scold him or such; she instead tried to soothe the distraught young one and
held him close. After a while her eyes meet that of Alan on the couch and she
got up with Sam still in her hold to walk them both over to the sad looking
youth with the dark hair. There she simply sat and after a questioning, openly
caring look she suddenly had two crying teens in her arms what seemed not to
bother her.
For the
first time ever, Marko and David silently asked themselves if not something was
true on Max old speech that boys needed a mother�just not in the way their
former elder had thought of it. Paul seemed to have the same thought watching
the odd trio and got up to get some tissues from somewhere to give them to a
grateful Lucy who in turn gave them the slowly calming youths. Lucy never
stopped to softly talk all the while soothingly to them.
Alanthir
watched them too, in his eyes they not only made a lovely picture they also showed
him the extent of possibilities he could await from them all. What he saw made
him only surer in it that he had made the right decision. He could already hear
the council elders in his ears and see their envious looks.� David's coven reminded him so painfully on
his own one in the past that it literally hurt him.
David,
feeling the change in the ancient�s mood gave Alanthir a cautious look. Even
knowing some of Max betrayal he did not know the entire story... he planned on
it to ask the elder in time about that. It concerned his coven too, in a way
and he wanted that all out of the picture. Thus that, Alanthir needed to lay it
to rest, he could feel it.
He went his
gaze back to the by now recovered two young fledglings of his coven and the
woman between them only to have her catch his eyes with her gaze. No time as
the now he told himself quietly and stood up to face Michael�s mother. But
again Lucy surprised him pleasantly this night. She didn�t begin to rant or to
look stern instead she gave him a guarded but still friendly smile and then
just went back to it to soothe the two next to her whilst talking friendly with
Paul too. Last one sported now a slight pink hue on his face smiled allots more
as the day before and beginning of this night.
Somehow she
seemed to find the right words to get him out of his shell again. In that he
had retreated a little after the quake. It made David gladder as he could put it
in words to see him laugh again! All had missed his sparkling eyes and carefree
attitude already. Still somewhat feeling confused he finally shrugged it off
and seated himself next to a nose blowing Sam on the same couch.
Marko
grinned at the picture and he and the elder exchanged an amused grin before
they also entered the picture to find themselves a place to sit before the
others could snatch them all the good spots away. Michael shook his dark brown
locks at their behavior when he led Star over to a different sofa to settle
there with her too. Dwayne just flew up and over their heads to the other side
of their gathering to settle down there in the only loveseat of the sitting
area with Laddy in his lap. For a short moment an awkward silence fell over the
odd group, then one began to laugh and all others followed, later no one could
exactly say who began it, it did matter not.�
Lucy�s
father watched this all in silence: calmly noting every single reaction the
vampires made shown to his daughters presence and his grandsons. Silently
mulling them over he finally decided that he could life with the current
devolvement and he finally nodded at Alanthir�s invitation to sit down there
between them too. He was cautious enough to first check it with David but the
vampire just nodded and pointed lazily at a not occupied space on the sofa next
to Marko and Alanthir. He himself went over to his two mates after some
seconds, to practically cuddle between the two.
The old man
gave him an amused smirk what seem to deflate David a little. Did that runt
think he would react to such a blatant try to provoke him? Then he was greatly
mistaken here! Shaking his head softly he chuckled to himself. His grandson
gave him a grateful look that told Grandfather Emerson more than words ever
could tell.
�This all
seems not to faze you at all old man.� David huffed somewhat feeling between annoyed
and amused at the casual dismiss of the older man out. It only earned a twinkle
of laughing eyes from the old man and a new chuckle what irked him to no end.
David barely restrained himself from crossing his arms in a childish moment.
Alanthir watched the episode with laughing eyes. He also noted what David could
not see: the affectionate look Michael gave the bleach blond from above him. As
it seems, the three finally had begun to solve their problems out, he mused and
watched instead Marko talking softly to Lucy and then changing his sitting
place with her.
Smart ass,
Alanthir wryly murmured in his mind but he didn�t say anything at all to the devolvement.
Instead he watched Alan finally settle more near to Paul and Marko sit down next
to his childe with a satisfied grin on the vacated spot of Lucy. It made fast
clear to one who had eyes for these kinds of interactions to whom the
individuals of this coven belonged to.
�So, and
what now?�
Lucy�s
father finally voiced out aloud what everyone in here asked themselves quietly
in their minds. It gave a shuffle of nervous feed and some shrugs of shoulders
before David sat up some to answer. �I don�t know, old man, I don�t fucking
know. This all was never planned out this way, nor was it anticipated in any other.�
He fell silent for a moment before he fixed the old human with his clear ice
blue eyes. Inside a rare honest and more open and unguarded look as Marko had
seen it lurk there for centuries.
�You seem
to feel awfully calm about this all�why is that?� Now it was Mister Emerson who
shrugged his shoulders. Then his look suddenly became unfocussed as if he was
staring at something in a far-off distance. His voice sounded strangely far
away and there altogether when he finally answered David. �Truly, what good
would it do to freak out now, David? �His answer brought an ironic smile onto
the coven leader�s lips. He could understand the man in that.
�Honestly?
I always knew that vampires lived in Santa Carla that was never a secret for
me. My own grandfather warned me once to not to come to near to your sire
because of that little fact. The old families here know exactly what you are, David�they
just, how to say, never tell about it?� The young looking vampire gave him an astonished
look but said nothing to that for the now. David knew better, if he wanted to
know all he had to let the old man tell him all in his own way. He had always
thought they would, at least, know something, but that much? He now was truly surprised
and already stored the information away for later discussions with his new elder
who looked as surprised as David felt right now.
�We always knew
it wouldn�t do well to anger you guys, so we simply held out tongues and stayed
away from you all. It�s the best solution for the problem, David, no one gets
hurt and all can life happy their own lives. As long we never angered you or
your sire and stayed out of your way, he left us in peace as so did you guys. Nothing
wrong with that. And you mostly acted smart enough to take your toll out on
outsiders and not us. You may not have realized it until now but you instinctively
held an unspoken agreement in as so did we and no one was hurt�until your elder
decided to break it.� �
He watched David's
flinch with a calm amusement that he did not really feel. He could understand him
well enough, for David this meant trouble for his coven and the old man began
to wonder how often Max had brought them into troubles like this before in the
past. Of what he was told already yesterday, from Alanthir, often enough to
lead to this all in the end. He leaned his arms onto his knees and fixed the
vampire with his clam and intelligent gaze from out of this position. Lighting a
cigarette he took a deep drag from it then he addressed David peacefully again.
�I am here,
as I do believe that you already think I do, in the official position of the
towns elder families. They wanted me to find out what exactly brought out this
change to decide further dealing with you in the future�now that I know all the
details I can honestly say: it will not give repercussions from us. At least
not this time but you can imagine that I am not feeling well with it to have
lost my family to you, don�t you, David?� The vampire nodded with a grim
expression.
�It will
not give any other oversteps in that direction, trust me! Not me and nor my
coven have ever wanted such a thing happen like this. We know very well what
that will bring out in the end and no one of us needs that.� He looked the old
man across him directly in the eyes when he spoke the next words.
�I give you
my word, as long your people do not bother us, we will let them in peace. We
know our own people and to your family�I can only try to make amends, old man. But
I swear onto the lives of my childe to you that my coven will take care of
them! I am Not Max! My coven is not one of these renegade ones that hold no
honor at all. All I can offer is to take care of them and to keep them safe
with us; it maybe sounds not like much but believe me, it�s more than most
would commit themselves to. We will cherish them as full members of us with
time, with the full rights that it brings with it; will that be enough for you?�
Inwardly
the old man marveled at the duty and devotion directed to his coven that he saw
in the eyes of the vampire. Outwardly he looked pensive for a few minutes and
sat in silence for some more. �As long you will grand me to see my child and
grandchildren and promise me to not keep them from me as long that I live, I
think I can live with it. Although, that Max is now paying for his deeds has a
lot to do with it, David.� His gaze shortly swept over to meet that of the
ageless eyes of the vampire next to his daughter who nodded his consent to his
question as did David, then it went back to David's who gave him silently the
time to say all he had to in his own time. It pleased the old Emerson that David
did that, it showed maturity in his eyes and this maturity would they need in
the times to come, he did know that.
�If that is
ok with you, then I will accept and be done with it!�
David nodded
calmly. �Agreed and noted, old man and I will not get in the way with you and
your family as long it does not endanger my coven.� Both man and vampire gave
the other a lopsided smile then the old man stood abruptly and slowly walked
over to the entrance of the caves. There he stopped without to turn and addressed
the vampires behind him again without to point one out in especial.
�Oh, before
I forget it, one little advice: Hurt them and you will find out the unpleasant
way where they got their brains from, got it?� He left without to wait for an
answer.
Suryallee
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