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To Tame a Demon	By : cheryl64 Category: 1 through F > Blade (All) > Blade (All) Views: 3965 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hassan hung up the phone. His spy had to be wrong, Drake and another man? Drake was a warrior and now some pathetic creature had turned him into a catamite? This was more than bringing his long time friend back to the fold, it was saving Drake from himself.
He looking out the window at the moon. His minions would return soon and the Nightstalkers would be no more. Hassan held no delusions of them destroying Blade, the daywalker was a skilled warrior but without his people he would be weak. It would take time for him to build a new support network and while Blade was busy doing that, Hassan would be able to focus on Drake.
Hassan stood up and went to where the woman sat terrified. He grabbed her hair pulling her up from the chair. Using her hair he pulled her head back forcing her to see his bared fangs before he plunged them into her throat ripping through both her carotid artery and jugular vein. He began lapping at the flowing blood. Fear makes them taste so much sweeter he thought to himself.
*****
Very few things in life amused Blade but watching Drake try to teach Scud to handle a sword had quickly made it's way to the top ten list.
“Drake stop.” Blade said trying to wipe the smile off of his face.
“You think this is funny B?” Scud asked frustration evident in his tone.
“Actually, I do. Two hours and you haven't improved one bit. By now you should be able to at least block something.”
“Do you think you can do better?” Drake asked.
“I know I can do better. The quickest way to teach a child not to touch a hot stove is to let him touch a hot stove. You're afraid of hurting him Drake, he doesn't even feel those love taps you're giving him. He knows you aren't going to hurt him so he's not trying as hard as he could.” Blade explained. “You two aren't fighting, you're dancing and dancing isn't going to do him a damned bit of good.”
Drake considered Blade's argument for a moment. “You're right I'm not pushing him because I don't want to hurt him.” Drake handed the training sword to Blade.
“All you have to do is keep me from touching you, Scud.” Blade said. “But I'm not going to hold back and I'll probably fight dirty because that is what you can expect from Hassan.”
Scud looked to Drake and a second later was holding his arm “Ow!”
“Pay attention Scud. Next time, it's really going to hurt. Hassan isn't going to wait for you to get ready, he's going to try to take you out right from the beginning.” Blade said.
Scud saw the wooden sword coming toward his head and lifted his own to block it only to scream in pain when Blade struck him in the ribs. He was now pressing his arm against his side and trying to catch his breath.
“He's going to try to fake you out. Make you fall for one thing and then strike somewhere else.” Blade said. “And once you react to the pain, he's going to kill you.” Blade gave Scud a good hard tap on the side of his head making him see stars.
“That's just how easy it's going to be for him Scud.” Blade said. “You had better figure out fast how to use everything you have against him, and I'll tell you right now that brain of yours is probably the best weapon you have. Common sense may elude you from time to time, but you're a fuckin genius when it comes to knowledge.
You know what hurts them. It's why you can come up with all these damned weapons. Use it!”
Scud had managed to sit up.
“Take a couple of hours to rest, then we start your lessons for real.” Blade said turning and walking out of the room.
*****
Hassan watched the man as he sat down. How simple the human's were after all these centuries. You could still give what you wanted from them by appealing to their lusts or feeding their fears. Ayers was quickly brought to heel through fear. And although Ayers had tried to find some clue to this man's identity, he had failed. Hassan was now forced to place a second wolf among the sheep.
Hassan studied the man, older and sitting there stinking of cheap whiskey. “So Mr Wright. I understand that you have a slight problem, one that I may be able to assist you with. The small sum of $1,500 owed to a gentleman known on the street as 'Gator'?”
The man looked up in shock. No one knew how deep in debt he was to his bookie, not even his wife.
“Don't be alarmed, I have my sources. They bring me the names of men in situations like yours and I offer to help. I'm offering to help you Mr Wright.” Hassan said. “Your debt will be completely erased.”
Wright sat up a little straighter in his chair. “You'd help me?”
“Yes, I can have the debt cancelled tonight, of course there is one small favor I would ask in return.”
“Favor?” Wright asked. “What kind of favor?”
Hassan chuckled. “Relax, I won't ask you to kill anyone. I simply need a bit of information. Information that you are in a position to discover. You work as a security guard at Talos Industries, I'm simply interested in knowing who comes and goes there. Especially after hours.”
“You want me to spy?!” Wright said.
“No you mistake me, I have no interest in their corporate secrets. I simply want to know who comes and goes, it's an innocent enough favor. Your bookie is not known as a patient man. We both know that he has some unpleasantness in mind if you don't pay him on Friday.” Hassan leaned forward. “I'm giving you a way to avoid the unpleasantness.”
“So just tell you who comes and goes, right?” Wright asked. Seeing Hassan's nod he continued. “I suppose that's innocent enough, I'll do it.”
Hassan pulled out a cell phone and dialed someone. “Have Mr Wright's debt erased.” Hassan hung up the phone. “Well Mr Wright it's taken care of. I had a feeling you would turn out to be Mr Right.”
*****
Scud groaned in pain as he tried to climb to his feet again. “Better Scud.”
“Better? Every time I stand up you knock me on my ass.” Scud moaned. Feeling every blow the daywalker had landed on him.
“Yes but you're starting to make me work for it.” Blade said looking at Scud. His nose was bleeding, his right eye was already swelling shut and his entire torso was a kaleidoscope of red black and blue. “Okay lets knock off for the day.”
Scud nodded and began to slowly make his way to the door, just when Abby and King decided to come into the makeshift training room.
“Well look who got his ass handed to him?” King said. “Not exactly the pretty boy you were this morning are you Scud?”
“King you know what?” Blade said. “I think tomorrow I want you to join us. You could use a little practice too.
I think having you and Scud spar a few rounds would do you good. That is if you're up to sparring with Scud. I wouldn't want to get you in over your head.”
“Me, in over my head against Scud?” Hannibal laughed. “That will be the day.”
“Go on Scud.” Blade said. “Get some rest.”
*****
“Thank you Irene.” Scud said. He felt better already. Irene had taken one look at him and insisted he feed immediately. When he lifted her in his arms she protested.
“You're hurt! Put me down this instant Joshua Frohmeyer or I'll tan your hide!”
“I feel fine Irene. Let me get you settled and I promise I won't lift a finger.” Scud carried her t o the feeding room and settled her on a bed. As was the custom he poured her a glass of orange juice and waited until she had finished it all.
“Shameful carrying me around when you look like you've gone 10 rounds with Mohammed Ali. I should be tucking you in bed, not the other way around!” The woman said fluffing her pillow. Looking up she caught sight of Drake. “Good you get this boy to rest, he looks horrible! He's black and blue!”
Drake smiled at the older woman. She was their resident mother hen and she didn't care, vampire or no vampire; If you looked younger than her she was going to mother you. “I'll take care of him right now. And we'll get someone to look after you.”
Drake looked at Scud. “Blade said he would not hold back but I am not happy with what he has done.”
Scud reached up to press a kiss on Drake's cheek. Before taking his arm and leaving the room. “It's alright. He said I'm doing better than I was. I actually made him work for the last few bruises. I fed so I'm not feeling any pain and when I rise the bruises will be gone. No permanent harm done.”
“I'm not happy about the temporary harm.” Drake said with the hint of a growl in his voice.
“Calm down babe. I need to learn and Blade is just making sure I learn as much as I can as fast as I can. It's been a long day.” Scud leaned his head on Drake's shoulder. “Right now I just want to climb into bed, snuggle up next to you and sleep.”
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