The Silver Fang

by Silver Fang (NCP) (lit)

  He was pleased with my reaction. "My sweet enjoyed it as much as I did." He stroked my face with his knuckles, pulling me into his arms.

  I fought the overwhelming desire to kill him on the spot and decided to play his game. I had to make it count when I attacked. "You’re right," I replied.

  Siön Baptiste’s breath caught in his throat and a soft moan escaped his lips. I tried to talk to him but somehow he prevented me from speaking to his mind. Everyone’s minds were cut off to my thoughts.

  "I enjoyed being tied to your bed and painfully cut. I enjoyed you forcing your power and strength to bend me to your will. I especially enjoyed your threat on my life if I didn’t obey you." I returned his caress, taking his face in my hand. "As a mere human I couldn’t resist you." I reached up pulling his mouth to mine. He shuddered, closing his eyes. I rubbed my lips over his and he leaned into me.

  Siön Baptiste reached us, grabbing Alastair with such force he nearly threw me to the ground. "No." I took his hand in mine, gently shoving it away. "It’s okay." I smiled, trying to hide the fear I felt.

  He just stared into my eyes and then stepped back. Alastair laughed. "So you want me, little fire." He enfolded me in his arms, hovering over my mouth. "I will enjoy your sweet taste for eternity. You will serve me like the dog you are." His mouth crashed into mine, spreading my lips with his tongue. I fought every cell in my body to remain in control as his aura mingled with mine, sending sensations of fire and ice through my body. He moved his mouth to my neck, licking my pulse. "Such sweet blood," he whispered. He flicked his tongue again and then sunk his teeth into my neck taking my blood. Molten lava exploded as white light danced through me. I could hardly stand as he held me to him. I maneuvered my hand inside my jacket while I caressed his neck, pulling him closer.

  "Stop, you will kill her," Sevastian screamed.

  I could feel myself giving in and when I thought there was no return, revenge fueled me. I clenched my fist, digging my nails into the palm of my hand. The nails cutting into flesh sent pain shooting up my arm. The pain woke me from Alistair’s trance, enabling me to concentrate on getting my gun. I shifted, allowing me easy access and moving with inhuman speed, I placed the gun on Alistair’s temple. "Get the fuck off me," I whispered.

  Alastair released my neck but didn’t release his hold over my body. "You will be dead by the time you pull the trigger. You insolent fool. I will snap you in half." His hideous laughter grated my every nerve.

  "At least I will die happy." I fired three shots into his skull as he screeched, flying backwards. He had no time to react because he didn’t think I had it in me. Surprise!

  I swiveled around, dipping to the ground, already feeling Tazmaine’s power, seething with anger.

  Siön Baptiste moved with lightning speed as he rushed the men who stepped forward. He killed the two vampires without losing a stride. They fell to the ground in a whirlwind of dust.

  I circled around, leaping in the air, tossing two stars at the third vampire who just reached Siön Baptiste. The first star hit the vampire in the chest and the second star embedded deep into his skull, directly between the eyes. Once the stars hit flesh, the six blades protracted, shooting the holy water directly into the victim. I had never heard such horrible screaming as the vampire’s body bubbled, finally exploding in a rush of blood and bones, spraying everything within walking distance.

  I removed the second Beretta from my holster, pointing them both at Tazmaine. "Just give me an excuse bitch," I taunted.

  She stood, watching it all unfold with a wicked smile beaming on her face. "Siön Baptiste, you have made a grave mistake tonight."

  He shrugged his shoulders. "It is you who have made a mistake, Tazmaine. You have broken our covenant. Do you not honor the ways of our people?" He sighed, walking casually to my side. "Taking a human who has been claimed is a penalty of death."

  "How was I supposed to know she was a human at the time Alastair claimed her." She was retreating and Siön Baptiste used this opportunity to ruffle her feathers. "He lied to me. It was his right to take her." Her eyes now wide with fear. "I did not know, I swear."

  It’s funny after everything that had happened, I almost pitied her. Almost! "Siön Baptiste, what does your law say about conniving bitches?"

  She hissed, taking a step in my direction. "I would stay put if you don’t want a bullet in your ass," I sneered, finally feeling a bit more in control. "What are we going to do?" I asked Siön Baptiste.

  "She is to be taken to the elders. It is their problem not ours," Sevastian answered.

  "Wait, you mean she walks out of here tonight?" I watched her as she smiled. "No gift. She doesn’t get Trevor." I would kill her if she tried. Just try please. Give me an excuse. I thought to myself.

  I didn’t like the idea of her walking out of here alive. For some reason I had a sneaking suspicion she would get her own revenge.

  "Shadow, take her," Siön Baptiste commanded.

  Shadow strolled over to the she-devil and started to escort her out of the room. Sevastian followed on their heels, only to steal a look back and then leave. He was trying to say something to me but I didn’t understand.

  Siön Baptiste wrapped his arms around me. "It is over."

  Trevor walked toward us, stopping to look at us both. His eyes were hurt tremendously as I peeked past Siön Baptiste to see him watching. I reluctantly drew away from Siön Baptiste and that was when I felt it. Something was terribly wrong. I stepped by Siön Baptiste and stood a few feet from Trevor. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash and turned to see. Then I heard Trevor gasp. I swiveled back to him and saw a hand through his chest, holding his heart. The heart disintegrated as Trevor slowly turned to ashes. His eyes were wide with fear and pain as he crumbled before me.

  Alastair stood behind Trevor’s now decaying body. His head and skull blown open from my attack. His voice was slurred as he spoke. "You thought you could kill me with a gun. BITCH! You will die and everyone you love will die. I have made a pact with the werewolves and we will rule the world. You had your chance to join me." He launched his attack racing towards me.

  I got three more shots off before Siön Baptiste hit him in mid air. Both men flew through the room, plummeting into the drapes and walls. I heard an inhuman scream as they rolled slashing at each other. A loud rip and tear screeched into the air as Siön Baptiste stood holding Alistair’s still beating heart. Fire appeared out of no-where, leaping into his hand, devouring the heart. Alistair’s body crumbled as it fell to the ground.

  "No," I cried. "No, this can’t be happening." I collapsed, falling into darkness, only hearing Siön Baptiste soothing voice speaking in my head.

  Chapter 34

  Siön Baptiste held me, searching my mind. I could feel him probing for answers. "Will you ever forgive me, my love?"

  Trevor’s decaying face would be imprinted in my nightmares for all eternity. Could I ever forgive Siön Baptiste for barging into my life? Only time would tell. I only knew my life could never be the same. The love of my life was gone forever as so many others and nothing I could do would bring him back. The hurt in his eyes would haunt me for the rest of my days.

  Nothing could change the fact that I was responsible for Trevor’s death. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go on living with the guilt. The only thing that spurred me on was revenge. I would have Trevor’s, Carl’s, and my own revenge before I died. I promised myself that much.

  Time grows short as the next full moon quickly approaches. I have to find Ty and drift to survive. Sevastian wants to work with me on strengthening my powers so that I can fight without the aid of weapons. I am all for his help. Even Shadow has agreed to help train me.

  I’ve been avoiding Siön Baptiste for days. Sevastian told me he’d made peace with the elders, however fragile it was. I vented my frustration about vampire politics but only Shadow agreed with me. Sevastian ensured me we needed the elders in order to keep all the vampires in check. I somehow don’t believe hi
m.

  "Without them the world would surely perish," he explained.

  I didn’t trust them as far as I could throw them. I would just as soon kill them all, that way I know I would be safe.

  My love life is nonexistent for the time being. I care deeply for Siön Baptiste but the pain of losing Trevor has halted the natural progression of our relationship. He sends flowers every day and every day I send them back. I won’t be bought. We will just have to see how things work out but for now, revenge was the only thing on my mind.

  All hell will break loose in a few weeks and I am leading the way. Vampires and werewolves alike had better keep on the look out because there’s a new hunter in town.