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| THE UNFORGIVEN .....; by the mighty MetalliKirk!!!! Het. | |
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| Lucifer's Angel | July 23, 2008, 8:58 am Post #31 |
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Oh cool, Kirk is a vampire, at least that's sexier than a werewolf
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| MetalliKirk | July 23, 2008, 9:22 pm Post #32 |
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This Won't Hurt, I swear
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hehe!!! I wouldn't mind being bitten by Kirk either .... (please?) He'd make a sexy vampire, indeed, although, Claire, I must admit I have never seen Angel nor much of Buffy, but I am guessing I've done something good??? Anyway, here is the next part, where Shannyn makes her decision ... I have to admit that this has got to be the hardest part I have yet had to write ... PART EIGHT. There was something else, I could tell. My open book was open once again. I could read what Kirk was going to say in his face before he even said it and I wasn't sure what my answer would be, not immediately. Not until he voiced his question, then I knew .... "Be with me, Shannyn. Let me turn you ... Be like me, then we can be together forever .... !!!" he said "Speak the words I want to hear, to make my demons run!" "Yes ... " I said, without a trace of uncertainty, my gaze unwavering as I looked up into Kirk's too red eyes, knowing wothout a shadow of a doubt that this is what I wanted. "I want to be with you, be like you ... forever!" A soft smile touched his lips exposing more of his fangs this time. I touched his face again, and smiled as he leant into my touch again. He kissed the palm of my hand then spoke again. "I give you one last chance to change your mind, Shannyn. After all, the effects are irreversible. Once turned, you can never go back to being human, ever again. I am giving you the chance I never had ... !" he said, sadly. "I want this, Kirk. I want you, to be with you," I said, my gaze as steady as it had ever been. Kirk smiled again, wider still, then said - "This won't hurt, I swear! I'll try to make this easier for you than it was for me ... !" He leant down and kissed me on the lips, and I felt his fangs pressing against me, sending shivers through me, before he trailed kisses down to my neck, tilting my head back with one steady hand, his breath blowing cold on the skin there as he breathed steadily, waiting momentarily, as though expecting me to flinch, or run screaming from him, from the room, to one of the others, but I did nothing ... just waited patiently until he lowered his mouth over the main vein near my throat. Twin sharp pains flared briefly in my neck, at which I flinched slightly, imperceptibly, an immediate reflex to what was happening which Kirk either did not notice or was too wrapped up in what he was doing to take heed of. I could actually feel the blood coursing through my veins, pouring from me into Kirk with every passing second. I could feel myself growing weaker, as I leant more heavily into the guitarist's arms, until he was holding me up. If not for that, then I should have fallen to the floor in a boneless heap, and the first stirrings of unconsciousness pulled at my eyeballs, making me feel sick and dizzy and unsteady in myself. I think for a time, I was seni - conscious, for I was only vaguely aware of a liquid tasting strongly of iron and something indescribably metallic and sweet, being guided into my mouth, and I swallowed reflexively. I blinked against the images suddenly flooding my brain, images that I could only gather as being Kirk's memories, of his feelings of when he performed onstage, the rush of excitement at each gig, of his his feelings for me, which ran deeper than I had ever imagined, of the pain, the fear he had felt at the end, when he had been turned ... "Good girl, drink ... !" I heard Kirk murmur quietly by my ear, as I felt myself grow stronger with each mouthful I took, until I turned my head away, feeling satisfied. "Can you stand?" Kirk murmured, as he looked down on me, with human concern settled deep in his eyes, even though I knew that he no longer was human, and neither was I, by default. "I - I think so!" I said, more strongly than I thought I would be capable of, yet still Kirk held me with strong hands, while I steadied myself, until he was satisfied that I really would not fall. "How do you feel?" Kirk asked, as he peered into my eyes, as though trying to read my thoughts. "Can I say Mwahahahahahhaha?" I asked, with a lopsided grin at him. He grinned back, warmth touching his eyes as he smiled. "You don't feel faint?" he asked. "No more than usual round ya, Kirk!" I said, which made him laugh. I gave him another lopsided grin, whilst trying to probe my new fangs with a questing tongue. "Freaky," I murmured. As one, we both turned to look towards the corridor, hearingthe faint sounds of footsteps coming closer towards us outside. I blinked at the realization that I could I hear a vague heartbeat and slightly wheezy breath, too.... The footsteps stopped at the room next door - Kirk's room - before the familiar British accent of John the butler called at the door. "Master Kirk? Sir? Your dinner will be served in five minutes! Master Kirk?" John asked. "We'd both best go out to him," I said to Kirk, who huffed out one of his familiar laughs, as he raised an eyebrow at me. I merely shrugged and said - "Leave him to think what he wants, Kirk!" Kirk gave me a half bow, before saying, in a fair imitation of John himself - "As you wish, madam!" I laughingly made my way to the door, opening into the face of John, whose fist was raised as though I'd caught him in the act of mid-knock. "He's with me, John," I said, before John could ask for Kikr. I sniffed slightly at the air around John, wondering at my sudden ability to be so aware of the blood coursing through his veins. This gave me an insight as to why Kirk had been sniffing me so avidly after coming back from being lost. He'd been prospecting for his dinner ..... I tried to stop the sniffing before John could notice before saying - "Dinner, right? Is Jake here yet?" "Master Jake has just arrived. He awaits your arrival in the dining room. Best make your way down there and be seated," John said, formally, but I could not help but notice the dubious eye he ran over the pair of us, I tried giving him a deceptively innocent smile, without flaching him any teeth, for it would not do, to show off my fangs in polite company. "We shall be alomg presently," I told him. "Please allow us to dress accordingly!" The butler bowed cordially, before saying - "As you wish, madam!" With that, he left us to it, and I shut the door softly on his retreating back. I turned to Kirk, who had been watching the exchange with an amused expression on his face, before he said - "Well, I think that went well!" "Didn't it, though? I have one question, though?" I said, before hesitating. Kirk waved me on with my question patiently. "We can still eat dinner, can't we? I mean, we don't have to just vchew necks do we?" O asked. "D'you know what? I have no idea? Maybe if we stuck to extremely rare steaks, we should be just fine!" Kirk said, with a smile, all dimples and fangs. "Maybe so!" I said, with a laugh. Kirk left me then, to return to his room to get changed, leaving me with a hug, vampire to vampire. Once I was alone in the room, I turned, realizing then that the candle had long since been snuffed out. Seemingly vampires could see in the dark like a human could in the day ... "Can this evening get any stranger?" I muttered to myself, and I distinctly heard Kirk say next door - "I heard that, Shannyn!!!" I laughed quietly, before setting myself to the task of getting changed for dinner, not knowing that the strangeness had only just barely begun .... MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! And what strangeness is in store for our new pair of Vamps??? Stay tuned to find out!!!! |
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| Wishful | July 24, 2008, 5:31 am Post #33 |
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OMG! I'm loving this, this is awesome! |
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| MetalliKirk | July 24, 2008, 7:36 pm Post #34 |
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This Won't Hurt, I swear
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Thank you, Claire!!! ![]() And now it is time for ... PART NINE!!!!! I walked the long and lonely corridors with Kirk by my side, striding silently by me, as John guided the way down to the dining room. Neither of us needed the candles that John had given us, but under the pretence of false humanity, we accepted the light, seeing well enough in the darkness without them. But still we needed the guidance that John offered - without his knowledge of the layout of the mansion, we would have been hopelessly lost. Upon arrival, we discovered the Lars, James and Rob were already there, with a guy I'd already previously met only once before - Jake Matthews ... He looked up and grinned broadly at us, standing to stride towards us, hand outsretched towards Kirk. "You must be Mr Hammett ... !!!" he said, as he shook Kirk's hand heartily. "Yes, and I'm Kirk ... " Kirk said, stiffly, a little suspiciously, I thought. Jake didn't appear to notice, or maybe he was just choosing to ignore it. "And Shannyn, nice to meet you again!!!" Jake said, leaning forward to kiss me once on each cheek. I stiffened at the contact, not entirely sure that it was welcome, and pulled away as oon and as discreetly as I could - a fact that Kirk didn't fail to notice, with his sharper senses. He tipped me a wink, as though he agreed with me, and I gave him a crooked smile, hiding my fangs from general view. "Shannyn, you will be seated between myself and James, Kirk you will be seated next to Rob," Jake said, gesturing grandly to two empty seats at table. I allowed Jake to lead me to my place, slowing almost imperceptibly when I came closer to James. I closed my eyes, hearing James' heart beat steadily within him, smelling his blood in his veins and I licked my lips without even thinking. I leant in sniffing him curiously, much the same as Kirk had first done to me, but I turned away with some effort. This was James - he was not food ... I did not know the rules concerning vampire etiquette, but did not want to risk exposing either Kirk nor myself for our true selves ... just in case. Besides, it would not do to use fellow band mates as dinner .... "Shannyn? Are you alright? You appear to be sweating!" James observed, eyeing me curiously as I sat with as much dignity as I could beside him. He may not have noticed me sniffing him hungrily, but he certainly noticed my obvious discomfort at my struggle to keep from biting him, even though he may not know the cause of my nervous sweat. "A chill, James. I think I may have caught a chill, through being stuck outside in the rain, earlier!" was all I could think of to say. James nodded, seemingly accepting what I had said, while Kirk hid a smile behind one hand. I caught him smiling and gave him a helpless grimace, for I knew he realized my struggle, my near mistake. His eyes, now returned back to deepest brown, now he had fed on my blood earlier looked amused as he tipped me a wink across the table. I winked back, trying to tell him that I was under control now, even though I was still tempted to give James a swift bite. "What's with all the winky - winky???" Lars asked, having caught the winks if nothing else of our silent exchange. "Nothing, Lars," Kirk said, innocently. "Just something we were laughing about earlier ... " Lars looked distinctly dissatisfied with Kirk's response, but did not press the issue, for Jake announced - "Now, how does everyone like their steaks??" Lars and James both requested their steaks the way they always did - well done to the point of being burnt. Both Kirk and I requested ours extremely rare, at which Lars gave the pair of us a pained look. "What's with you guys??? You never have your steaks rare!! You hate it like that!!!" he said, in obvious horror. James looked up, but Rob did not. In fact, I only realized then that he hadn't looked up once since Kirk and I entered the room, neither had he spoken. I sniffed the air, and didn't like what I was picking up. I could smell .... fear ... if anything, and something else, that I couldn't immediately place, someh=thing I didn't like, didn't trust, but I didn't know what it was .... "Just wanted something different, Lars," I said, distantly, still trying to place the smell. "Rob? What about you???" Jake asked quietly, staring at the bassist, obviously noticing his discomfort for the first time also. "The same way as Kirk and Shannyn, please," he murmured, which wasn't unusual for him, anyway. By this time, Kirk was also staring at Rob, suspiciously, dark eyes turned darker in his suspicion, leaning slightly away from the bassist, as though he too was picking up on something coming from Rob .... . dun - dun - DUNNNN!!! What is going on with Rob??? Stay tuned to find out!!!! |
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| Lucifer's Angel | July 25, 2008, 9:03 am Post #35 |
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Yeah, what's going on with Rob? And I like my steak rare, I'm not a vampire though
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| Wishful | July 25, 2008, 10:38 am Post #36 |
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Ok then what is going on with you Robbie boy? I wonder what Kirk and Shannyn can sense? Rare steak is a bit too much for me, Medium is always good though. |
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| Taimi | July 25, 2008, 4:41 pm Post #37 |
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ooh... i think Robs gone vampy. this is getting good |
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| MetalliKirk | July 26, 2008, 9:48 am Post #38 |
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This Won't Hurt, I swear
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Thank you guys!!!! Are you ready for the next part????Good, because I has it for you .... !!!! PART TEN I got to my feet, something telling me by the shift of tension and the sudden scent of danger in the air that something was about to happen. I was already on the move, making my way around the table before anything even happened. With an angry growl, Rob got to his feet, his chair falling behind him with a loud clatter in the sudden silence. He leapt on Kirk, who gave a surprised shout, as Rob's fingers locked around his neck, teeth bared in an angry snarl, as he pushed Kirk off his chair, pushing him to the ground, where Rob pinned the slighter man there with his own weight. "You .... !" Rob panted out, "Hammett!!! Monster!!! You're a fucking monster!!!!" He grabbed a healthy handful of Kirk's hair and smacked his head onto the ground, before I barelled into Rob, hitting him at such an angle as to push him off Kirk, aided by my sudden turn of vampiric strength. I straddled Rob and leant on his throat with my teeth bared at him, showing my fangs to him for the first time, if to no one else. My back was to the room at large. Rob's eyes widened, both at the shock of the first sighting of my fangs, and through the weight of my strength pinning him to the ground, and my hand all but squeezing his breath from his throat. "Don't do that again!!!" I hissed out at him. "Kirk ain't done nothing to you!!!! You so much as touch one more hair on his head and I'll rip your throat out!!!" "Excuse me???? But what the focking hell's going on??" Lars yelled, getting to his feet and I turned to face him, hand still pinning Rob to the ground. Lars' face was red with anger, yet his eyes were large as though in sheer terror. James was the only one still seated, Jake joining Lars in standing. I felt Kirk at my back, one hand on my shoulder, as he said, gently - "I am fine, Shannyn. Come on, my love, let Rob to his feet. I am sure he has learnt his lesson .... " Reluctantly, I got to my feet, releasing Rob from my vice like grip, before stepping away, scrubbing my hands, wondering why I was getting the sudden sensation of fur beneath my fingers ..... Rob continued to lay on the ground, one hand clutching his bruised throat protectively, gingerly, as though I really had done some damage. His breath came in short gasps, before it gradually slowed, as he relearned how to breathe. "Well? You still have not answered my focking question, huh???" Lars asked, coming round to stand directly in front of both Kirk and I. Kirk eyed Lars dubiously and put one hand around my waist protectively. "Why are you trying to kill each other?" Lars asked, when neither of us immediately spoke. "Did something happen??" "You'd better ask Rob that question, not us, Lars," I said, quietly. "I was only protecting Kirk!" "I'm fine, by the way!" Kirk added sarcastically, but he was looking at and aiming the question directly to Lars. "I'm sorry, Kirk, I can see that, but I am trying to get to the bottom of this sudden puzzling behaviour. Did you guys argue? Did Rob hit on you, Shannyn?? What?? Tell me!!!" Lars said, not looking quite so angry as he had previously, merely confused. "No, Rob did not, and even if he had, I would have had no desire to try to kill him. A simple no would have been sufficient!" I told Lars truthfully. "Again, I was only trying to protect Kirk, who, as you may have noticed, was busy having the life choked out of him by Rob!!!" "YES!!! I SAW!! BUT WHY??? Why did he call you a monster, Kirk??" Lars said, turning to Kirk at last. Kirk gave him a level look, and said - "I have no idea!" He was obviously still trying to keep up the pretence of still being human, although I have no idea why any more. My sudden turn of power probably had given the game away all on it's own. After all, a woman of my short stature and slight build could not have possibly taken on a guy of Rob’s size ordinarily …. John arrived then, serenely, to announce – “Dinner is now ready!” His dead eyes betrayed no emotion whatsoever, no surprise to the sudden disarray of the dining room furniture nor to all the shouting that had been going on. Nor did he show any surprise at seeing Rob still laying on the floor with a bruised neck, nowr why Kirk and I looked strangely flushed and exasperated. "Thank you, John!" Jake said, tersely, watching us all with curious yet angry eyes, as though he was wondering what the hell was up in the world of Metallica. "Please proceed with the serving!" "Seems to me like Rob is jealous .... " James suddenly observed, from where he still sat, watching us all with calm eyes. It seemed as though his words suddenly broke the Mexican stand off we were all involved in, shattering the tension, the fer, the anger in the air, until it seemed like the emotions had never been there at all. "What?" Lars asked, half turning to face the ever calm vocalist. "Come on, Lars-y, you must have noticed Kirk and Shannyn's curious closeness, and they do seem even closer tonight ... !" James observed with a half smile. He tipped us a wink, and we both smiled, not wanting to correct James, for it was the truth. And how .... "Well, Rob must be jealous of their closeness, hence attacking Kirk, and Shannyn only attacked to protect the guy she loved. Am I right, or am i right?" James asked, calmly. "You are right!" both Kirk and I replied in unison, which seemed to satisfy Lars at last, for he left us, looking greatly relieved to have a seemingly straight answer for once. Rob spoke up, then, not wanting to let it go. "Kirk's a monster, Can you not tell? And Shannyn is too. They've changed!!!" he said, quietly, although no one seemingly was listening to him any more. "Shannyn, I think it best you sit with Kirk, Let Rob sit next to me. I do not think that Rob will attack me....!" James said, with one of his cheerful grins. Both Kirk and I gave him our close lipped smiles, and thanked him for the offer. "Are we cool?" Jake asked, still looking dubiously around at us. "We're cool!" both Kirk and I chorussed, as we took our seats. Rob said nothing, merely took his new place at James' side, but I could not help but notice the dark looks he gave the pair os us all through dinner and the snarls he directed our way every time we spoke. No one took any further notice of the bassist, although I found his behaviour rather curious. Seemingly he'd picked up on what we truly were when all others had not, yet how??? And why???? And what was I picking up about Rob, too?? There was still that unnamed feeling about Rob that I could not immediately explain away, that still as yet made no sense. dun - dun - DUNNNN!!!! What's going on now???? What is it that Shannyn is picking up from Rob??? Stay tuned to find out!!!! |
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| Lucifer's Angel | July 26, 2008, 9:58 am Post #39 |
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Yeah, what is it with Rob? :wacko: |
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| Wishful | July 26, 2008, 10:11 am Post #40 |
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Ooooooooo Robbie boy's gone all wolfy!!! |
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| MetalliKirk | July 27, 2008, 1:16 pm Post #41 |
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This Won't Hurt, I swear
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MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAAHAHA!!!! Here we is with the next part!!!! PART ELEVEN!!!! I retired to my room later on that evening, finally glad to be away from the dining table, with all the stress and tension that involved. I'd actually managed to swallow down most of the rare steak, which surprised me, but I hadn't managed much else. The potatoes and vegetables were inedible to me, and once questioned about leacing most of my dinner, I claimed lack of appetite, as did Kirk, who I noticed left the same things I did. Rob gave us one of his suspicious and aggravated snarls at our announcement, but said nothing. Probably the repeated constant sharp jabs in the ribs that James directed at him helped to keep him - for the most part - quiet. I sank to my bed with a weary sigh, feeling more exhausted and mentally drained than actually tired, and I wondered then if vampires actually slept ... or whether it was just a myth about them - us - sleeping during the daytime .... I certainly couldn't sleep that night, taking to prowling afround my room restlessly for a while, before standing at the window, staring out at the storm tossed skies, watching as the lightning streaked across the piaintwork of my beloved Impala. It seemed an age since I drove the guys here, but in actuality it had only been a matter of a few hours. An impossible amount of things had happened in just a short amount of time - no wonder I was feeling emotionally drained. My thoughts turned to Kirk, then, a guy I'd always had a close link to, I felt, more so than the other guys in Metallica, even James, and I felt fairly close to him ... Now, I was linked even more closely to Kirk than ever before ... We'd shared blood, shared an emotional link no one else had, and would remain forever linked to each other for all of time. I found myself smiling at the thought. Really, thinking back over all that had happened today, all the emotional stresses and strains we'd all endured, really, that was the shining point in such a dark day. I felt more contented than I had in such a long time, even though it had involved the loss of my humanity. Really, it was such a small thing to lose in the face of things. Think of all the things I'd gained in the process, and not even I knew the half of it yet. I don't think even Kirk did. He'd only been a vampore not even an hour before I was turned. I felt proud then that he'd turned me, yet had not made a move to turn any of the others. I wondered then if he would. I knew I wouldn't. I did not want to share or be shared with another vampire. It took me a while to realize that I was not the only one in the room, that I was not alone in staring despondently, blankly out of the window. I smiled properly, the first rtime I'd done so all evening, and without even looking I said - "Hey, Kirk!! Can't sleep either??" "No. Sucks, don't it?" he replied, softly. There was a brief silence, before we both burst out laughing. I chanced a look at him then, and my gaze softened into a gentler smile at him. He reached out and brushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear, before he asked, "Do you regret it?" "What?" I asked, even though I knew what he was asking of me. Still he clarified, patiently. "Being turned. Do you regret being turned?" he asked. I replied without the slightest hint of hesitation. "No. Although if it had been anyone else ... " I trailed off, looking away from Kirk suddenly to stare blindly out of the window. "After all, you gave me the choice, didn't you? I would not have agreed to it if ... " "Someone else had asked you?" he asked, quietly. "No," I said, but said no more. Thankfully, he did not ask me why. I think he knew why without even asking. He was as aware of that close bond between us as I was. I closed my eyes, then, picking up on something, something that was happening outside the room, but I didn't know what it was. I reached out to take Kirk's hand, while asking - "Kirk!! Do you feel that? Outside? "Yeah!" was all Kirk said, before we turned as one to the door, mere seconds before James' panicked voice started yelling outside and he was pounding so heavily on the door, it was a wonder he didn't break the damn thing down. "SHANNYN!!! KIRK!!!! PLEASE - COME OUT!!!" he was yelling. Kirk and I exchanged looks before we headed to the door as one, but I was the one to open the door itself. I looked quickly up at Kirk when I rewalized I had to unlovk the damn thing to admit James. Kirk merely flashed a crooked grin at me, before giving me a wink and a shrug. "Something else we can do," he said, quietly. "Okay!" I replied, with a smile of my own, mere seconds before James burst in, looking flustered and red faced, sweating profusely as though he had been running. I closed my eyes against the sudden scent of blood coursing through his veins, which coursed through him more strongly now that he was more worked up. Kirk's hand tightened around mine, in a grip that would have broken it, if I had still been human, but of course, I was not, so my hand remained intact. He'd picked up on the scent of blood too, but it seemed as though he, too, was fighting, the instinct to bite James too. James seemed to remain oblivious to how much danger he was currently in, for he ignored the sudden tension in the air, as we both fought the struggle within. Between us, two strong and hungry vampires, we could esily kill him in an instant, without even thinking. "James ... " I managed to stutter out, past the sdden thirst in my throat, as I licked my lips and tried to ignore the pangs in my stomach and the strong effect the tall vocalist was having on me. "James, what's wrong??" I prided myself on being able to squeeze the last question out without a trace of a struggle, but Kirk remained silent, and I could hear him quietly swallowing, although James was lucky he did not. "Have you seen Rob?" James panted out, leaning up against the door jamb, as he puffed out a shaky breath, trying to get his breathing and his heart rate down to a more sensible and human rate. "Rob? No! I did not even know he was missing!" I said. "He's not in his room! He's not anywhere, Shannyn. Lars, Jake and John are currently looking for him," James said, coughjing against a suddenly dry throat. "Why did you not get me first, James?" I asked, in sudden, true annoyance. "I'm your damn P.A.!!!!!! I need to know these things - you're all my responsibility!!" I held up a hand to forestall hat James may have said and told him - "Never mind, James. Just tell me where you last saw him!" "He went into his room, like the rest of us did, and when I went in to speak to him about a half hour later, he was gone and his room was in ever such a mess!" James told me. "Gone? Mess? Let's have a look! See if we can determine the cause of all this ... !" Kirk said musingly. "With the way he's been acting this evening, I wouldn't be surprised if he'd amde the mess himself in an angry fit and left the mansion!!!" "Maybe so, but I'm still worried! How the hell can you two remain so calm though all this?" James asked, even as he followed us from the room. "We're super human, James," was all Kirk said, which James thankfully didn't hear. I did, and I snickered out a laugh, which stopped when I saw exactly how much of a state Rob's room was actually in. "Shit, Kirk, there's blood!" I hissed at Kirk, who, I could tell had already noticed, judging by how large his eyes had grown. I could actually physically see the struggle he was going through not to react to the sight and the scent of the blood, pretty much because I was going through the same struggle myself. It was driving my vampiric senses crazy, but at least it had given me an idea. "Leave this to us, James. We'll take this from here. We'll find Rob for you,!" I said, confidently, never once taking my eyes from Kirk's face as I said this. Kirk nodded once at me, knowing immediately what I was thinking, without even me saying a thing to him. If I closed my eyes for long enough, I could hear the tail end of Kirk's thoughts, so I knew that it was a two way thing ... Whch was very interesting indeed and could come in very handy ... "What are you gonna do?" James asked, not having the added extra of the vampric connecyion Kirk and I shared. "We're gonna track him down!" Kirk said, ominously. "WHAT? HOOW???" James asked, in constr=ernation. "Never mind. Just watch ... " I said, before, turning as one with Kirk, to leave the room, to track down Rob ..... dun - dun - DUNNNNN!!! Where's Rob gone and what is the meaning behind all the blood???? Stay tuned to find out!!! |
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| elena | July 27, 2008, 1:27 pm Post #42 |
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WOW!This fiction is great and........scary! But realy great! Write more soon please!
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| Lucifer's Angel | July 27, 2008, 2:21 pm Post #43 |
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Yeah, where is he?
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| Wishful | July 28, 2008, 5:56 am Post #44 |
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Sounds to me as if Robbie's been attacked by another wolfy!!! But not violently thou in the heat of passion!!!! (Or have I watched too much Buffy now?) lol. Keep it coming Sarah I'm loving it! |
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| Lars sex slave | July 28, 2008, 12:08 pm Post #45 |
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This fic rules!!!! scary metallica story!!!!!! wooohoooooooo!!!!!!! can't wait to see what's gonna happend!!! told ya you're an excelent writer!!!!!!!!
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