Blood Ties | By : cheryl64 Category: 1 through F > Blade (All) > Blade (All) Views: 2006 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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From the Journal of Robert Frohmeyer:
My mother was born in Germany in 1926, the daughter of a wealthy merchant of Jewish descent. Her favorite saying was 'No matter how bad things are, they can always get worse.' For my mother bad was the rise of Hitler to power, worse was being forced to flee her home landing in America. In all her years this is what she focused on, what she had lost. She never saw the silver lining. She never accepted the fact that America had given her hope, and a future. Is it no wonder we all thought her foolish to cling to her view that she was a victim of fate until her death in 1969? Now I find myself at a crossroads. I have a choice to make. Bad was finding out my son is a vampire. Worse is finding out what he really is. ***** Blade and Drake looked at the large house. Unlike most houses of comparable size, the builder of this domicile had been quite stingy when it came to windows. And the handful of windows it did have were small. Hannibal shook his head. “I'd hate to see what a real estate listing on this monstrosity would look like. For sale 5 bedroom/4 bath mansion on forty acres. Astronomical power bill due to the fact that you can count the windows on one hand.” “No sunlight, The vamps can move around freely inside. Also less points of entry to defend.” Drake said calmly. “Pendragon is crazy, not stupid.” “Guess that C-4 is going to come in handy after all.” Hannibal said. “When you can't find a door, make one of your own.” “You brought explosives?” Blade asked dryly. “You never know when you might need to make a big bang.” Drake replied just as dryly. “Hannibal see that nice big window on the western wall there? There won't be any vamps in that room set the explosives there.” “Aren't you forgetting something Drake?” Blade asked as Hannibal set off to set the charges. “He still has those kids.” “Believe me they aren't in that room either.” Drake told him. “A couple of resourceful kids would already be out that window and gone. You don't lock up your dinner where it might run away.” ***** Scud paced his office. The blinds were closed but he didn't need them open to realize the sun was setting. As a vampire he could feel it slipping below the horizon. The soft chime of the elevator brought him to attention. Making his way to Delores office he snapped “What the hell are you doing here?” As Robert stepped off of the elevator. “I left you alone once before. I know it too little too late but, I couldn't leave you alone now.” Robert said. “Especially since this is a mess of my making.” “You were supposed to stay downstairs where it's safe. And who is watching Eric?” Scud asked. “Irene is keeping an eye on him.” Robert said before Scud's cell went off. Answering the phone he listened before disconnecting it and putting it back in his pocket. “We've got familiars and vamps in the building and they're on their way up.” Robert pulled out a 9 millimeter Smith and Wesson. Checking the magazine he reloaded the gun and flipped the safety off. “Josh, here.” Robert offered him a second gun seeing that his son was weaponless. “Keep it.” Scud said. “I'm a lot more than just a vampire. I'm what you'd call the apex predator. I feed on the predators themselves.” ***** Reginald Tudor, no relation to the Royal family had been an Officer in the RAF during WWII. It was how he had met Jarko Grimwood. The vampire had been picking through the wounded on the battlefield and for some reason had chosen to turn Reginald instead of feed on him. He had been with Jarko and the Talos siblings until almost the end. Reginald had been on the expedition to the Middle East. He had been there when Drake arose. Like Danica he knew the only reason Drake had come back with them was because Drake wanted to come with them. There was no vampire on Earth that could force Drake to do a damned thing. Remembering how easily Drake had killed members of that expedition without feeling a shred of remorse, he also knew who dangerous Drake could be when riled. He remembered those first days of Danica doing everything in her power to bend Drake to her will. In the end she ended up nothing more than Drake's lapdog. Reginald had not been at the Talos building when the Daystar incident happened. He along with a handful of other vampires had been given a very important task by Danica. To take a familiar to a safe house the Talos siblings had outside of Aspen. Danica was very clear that the familiar was not to suffer so much as a broken fingernail or face Drake's wrath. That familiar was Josh Frohmeyer AKA Scud, AKA the Joshua that Pendragon was so determined to have. Although the trip had started off as taking care of a familiar it had ended with them taking care of a newly turned fledgling. A fledgling that didn't mind going out into the sun. A fledgling that denied what he was until the thirst made him believe it. Luckily Drake had arrived before Scud had killed his entire 'honor' guard. It was impossible to believe but Scud had fed off of vampires in the same way vampires fed off of humans. Reginald had no desire to cross paths with Drake or Scud ever again. His only concern was getting himself out of the line of fire to survive another day, but with night falling and Drake on his way, Reginald needed a shield. Making his way to Pendragon's cellar he quickly scnaned the area. The children were there along with a handful of older humans. Reginald walked to the cage holding the children snapping the lock. “I'm going to get you all out of here.” Reginald begin snapping the locks on the other cagesWhile AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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