14 comments/ 29167 views/ 26 favorites Dark Serenity By: Queen_Vicki Author's Note: this chapter is just an introduction of the main character. In fact it's a long introduction of how the character came to be. Not only that, but I really hope I did this right, and people will like it. Happy Reading Everyone. I would like to send a big thank you to my editor Curt. Warning: this story contains violence for a person's different background, lots of racism, the n word being thrown around, a very senseless murder, the mention of very graphic murders due to Jim Crow, and racism. *~* I am wishing on a dream that someday one I can awake up as a white woman. I wish I was white so I don't have to suffer the dangers and consequences that come with being a black female. Oh what would it be like to have long silky blonde hair, fair skin, and big blue eyes fanned with long eyelashes? Everything would be so much easier and better if I were all those things. I wouldn't have to work so hard to help keep the roof over the heads of me and my family. I would love to have a, loving caring husband by my side to protect me from the false dangers that I could be in if I was a white woman. To have everything, and walk down a street safely without being harassed or taunted by someone who thinks you deserve it because you were born the wrong skin color. Yep Eliza thought to herself, life would be a whole lot easier if things were the way she planed them, but instead she must work and serve her white employers. She had dreams of herself being in the position of her white employers, to have everything catered to her. That thought made her smile a bit, her and her family could be the one's that are well off and lived in a lavish house surrounded by beautiful moss trees that sits on top of a hill that over looked a field of beautiful sun flowers. That's the only way she could be something more than what she was. That's the problem her employers had with her, she thought she was something more than she should be. In this day and time a black person's place should be way behind the white man, hell sometimes it seemed like they were worse than animals. But she had to always keep that thought to her self, or she would get slapped for it. This was the 1930s and slavery ended only seventy-five years ago, she shouldn't be thinking like this because things could have been way worse than what it was, as her grandmother would always tell her. She would always tell her that black people should be grateful for the things they received now and not worry about getting something more. But that was her grandmother talking. She thought that if you stay out of the nice white man's way then no harm would befall upon you. You stay in the place that your supposed to be in then no harm would fall upon you. "ELIZA...ELIZA.... ELIZA... ELIZA LILLIANN BURNET, GET YOUR BLACK ASS DOWN HERE." At the yelling voice of her grandmother, she stopped writing in her diary, and went downstairs to meet her grandmother. Once she descended the steps she found her grandmother looking at her through the screen door of the front porch. "Gal I hope you ain't writing in that silly little book of yours, of silly little dreams that ain't never come'n true." "Only for a little while grandmamma besides you are right, the things that I write are just dreams that go into my dream book and will never happen." "Well that's good cause dreams will not keep a roof over our heads, working will, now come on let's get to work." Her grandmother shouted at her. With a sad sigh Eliza walked out into the morning sun where her grandmother sat on the front porch, and sat down next to her and started working. ~*~*~*~* She worked so hard that her hands grew sore with each stitch she netted. Her fingers grew numb from all the sewing and stitching at such a hurried pace that she thought her fingers would fall off. Getting tried, she sat back in her chair and rested herself a bit. "Gal there is no time for a break get back to sewing and make theses dresses perfect for miss Sarah and her daughter now. We can't be having them looking like trash, get back to work." "Oh grandmamma, I have been working ever since this morning can I at least take a water break. I can't make a descent dress for them when I am all tried out." "Fine go and get your water, and while you're at it get me some too." Eliza got up from her sewing, went into the house to cool off from the hard work she had done. **************************************** "Well this can't keep happening to us Ray we need to do something about this. I am tried of seeing young black men just swinging around in those damn trees. I am tried of having to watch my step or think of myself less of a man whenever I am in the presence of them, this sight has to end brother, why won't you listen." "Lookie here I all I am saying is that we should be grateful for what we have now, Robert I mean slavery is over and we should let the past rest., and not stir up trouble. Maybe the reason why that boy got his neck snapped in the first place was because he was doing something he had no business doing. Look all I want to do is live my life without causing trouble, and if that means being less of a man to the white then so be it." "I really think you are causing a lot of trouble with this plan Charles, I mean why can't you just be satisfied with what we got now? I know it's sad that the lynching's that go on but those people might have caused trouble, and I don't any trouble, and I don't want to lose my job. My boss is a good white man and I can't let him down." "So you are just comfortable being the white man's pet nigger, hell you might as well be a slave Ray, why don't you want better? Why can't you see the trials and tribulations that we as blacks are going through? Why can't you see the hate and dangers we must face every time we walk out the door? Why are you so ok with the fact that if a colored thinks of themselves as more than they should be then they deserve to get beaten to death or even worse. Why are you ok with being the white man's lap dog? That man treats you like less than a man and you sit there and take it while he is paying you little chump change." *~*~*~*~* Eliza had never heard her father talked like this. With him being the son of a preacher and a preacher himself he was always very uptight and spoke the good word. He never had a rebellious or militant bone in his body. So to hear him talking like this painted a whole new picture of him. At that moment she was not concern about any water. "Why don't stand up for yourself and be a deserving man just like any other man. We all deserve more than what we are getting. We shouldn't be treated like less than a simple rock , Ray we are more valuable than that, we should not have to take what we are taking, that's why I asking you to do this. Your father was a great educated man who helped build this city with only his mind, and passed that knowledge down upon you, why do you stand idly by while the mistreatment of coloreds goes on. Did you not hear about the race riot over there in Arkansas?" "No" "Three children, seven men, and four women were killed Ray during that whole ruckus. Do know why they were killed Ray?" "Uhh uuhh I ... I..." "They were because they were colored Ray, that's the only reason why Ray. Don't you get it, are you listening to me, innocents are being killed just because the color of their skin and I know you don't think that's rights." "Yes I know Charles. But you also have to know that white man that I work for keeps a roof over my family heads. I am saying this with all the love in my heart for you Charles you are my best friend and damn near like a brother to me, I can't do this for the sake of my family, I'm sorry." "Yeah I am too. Have a good life as being valued less than a rock." Ray was stunned for a few moments before he walked away. On his way out he spotted Eliza standing behind the wall of the room he just came from. "Hello dear it's so nice to see you again." With that he walked into the heat of the midday summer. "Eliza have you been eavesdropping on our whole conversation?" her father asked her. She had no other choice but to answer truthfully since she was caught red handed anyways. "No I just caught the tail end of it daddy. I had to take a break from the sewing in the hot sun and wanted to get a drink of water." "Sewing for the Smiths, hmmm, that needs to come to an end too." "What? What do you mean daddy?" "I mean that pretty soon you and your mother will no longer work for the Smiths. I am tired seeing my wife and daughter work their asses off for a family that hates them." "Daddy when did you start thinking like this. Don't you know we need that job?" "No you don't. We don't need anything from the Smiths— "ELIZA, ELIZA" Her father stopped speaking when the voice of his mother called out her name. "Eliza what's taking you so long geting that water child, you are moving like you have a barrel of molasses in your ass." "Yes grandma. I was on my way until daddy stopped to talk to me I am coming right out." Once she stepped outside her grandmother took the glass that was closest to her and gulped it down like she worked hard all day, which she did. Her grandmother and her had been sewing all day, and they needed some relaxation before adding the finishing touches to the dresses. This had been a long day and she felt the effects of it within her sore muscles. Her muscles would get even sorer when she and her mother prepared and served the Smiths dinner party. A thought occurred to her 'where was her mother?' "Where's mamma at grandma?" "She went to get more fabric, honey, and supplies. Mrs. Smith wants a birthday dress for her sister by next week. When she gets home, you will start on it tonight." "But grandma, don't you think we have been working enough for those people? I have been awake since early this morning so I could get an early start on a dress that Sally Ann Smith will only wear once." "Because I said so. Now get to stitchin, these clothes won't sew themselves now will they. Beside Sally Ann is nothing but a kind white gal that deserves the best." "Yeah you think so." "Are you sassing me child? Though you may be twenty-five you ain't to old ta get an ass whipping that why no man has never wanted to be your husband you back talk too much. Here comes your mother on the wagon with the rest of the stuff, go and fetch it. When she looked down the long dirt road leading to their house she saw her mother on a horse that had a wagon attached behind it. She ran down the road to meet her mother. "Oh Eliza thank you baby doll, can you get the darker fabrics first, and then come back for the rest." Eliza did as she was told; she grabbed the dark fabrics that were on the top of everything else. At the feel of the silky dark fabrics she dreaded the night she had in store. She marched her way to the house with anger in her heart at the fact not only did she have to cater to the Smiths all night long, but she had to make a dress for the evil snotty daughter as well. She was in for a long night, and she didn't look forward to it. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* With the help of her mother, Eliza was able to finish up the dress by the time Mr. Smith arrived to pick them a few hours before the dinner party. They cleaned cooked, and set up decorations by the time the party was in full swing. There was nothing left to do now but stand in the back while the party went on. She stood watching as the partygoers laugh at how wonderful their lives were. How they enjoyed their lives, at how easy they had it. But they were disappointed when slavery ended and there weren't any good black people around to work for them. They seemed really saddened by the fact that slavery had ended and there wasn't a slave to come and clean behind then anymore. Now she saw why her father said that she needed to quite this job. Ever since she had started working for the Smiths' they had always worked them hard to the bone, and they expected her to do more. The thought of quitting the job never occurred to her, because she didn't want to suffer the consequences if she did quit. Just the thought of anything bad happening to her just because she decided she didn't want to work for the Smiths anymore made her heart jump into her throat. "Eliza gal, stop daydreaming and get your lazy ass up and serve my guest the finger sandwiches, they are not going serve themselves now are they?" she heard Susan Smith shout at her. Once she looked up towards her employer she saw the angry pissed off faces of a few white people. She stepped from the corner, and headed to the kitchen without a word. "Susan where did you get that nigger from? She has been standing here staring into outside space for the last ten minutes. I really hope you are not paying that girl more than she deserves, this is my first time meeting her and I can tell she's a lousy nigger. If slavery wasn't done for I would have taught that girl a lesson a long time ago." "Well don't we all." Replied another person "I agree completely, but she and her mother are wonderful when it comes to clothes. You see this lovely dress I am wearing." Susan said looking down at long silky green gown with gold trimming. "She did this, just for this party, and not only that she also made the dress my daughter is wearing. If she and her mother weren't good at making clothing I would have been done with her a long time ago, and get a new maid that would be willing work for far less that what I pay them." "But for the time being, I will keep them until their designs no longer impress me." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "SHIT!" Eliza shouted, she had cut herself the second time tonight making those damn finger sandwiches. She had to make these things in a rush cause Mrs. Smith was looking over at her every time she turned around. Eventually Susan had gotten tired of watching Eliza, so she sent in her daughter. "How long does it take to make 30 sandwiches? Get your ass on the roll, were not paying you for nothing. Hell to be honest about it my mother and father should not even pay you for the work you don't do, You are not even a full time servant, you don't even do the things a coloreds suppose to be doing for their superiors in the first place." Eliza took a deep breath and let it out. She had always had to listen Sally Ann's remarks; she had no other choice but too. Being black and female, in a small town in South Carolina, she didn't have many options. She was a female nigger straight up, the only thing she was good at doing was staying out the way of her 'supposed' superiors. "Oh I don't know miss Sally Ann, but if you please be patient I will have these ready in a jiffy." "I am tired of being patient, my guests are hungry and you're doing nothing about it but taking your sweet ass time, hurry up. With the way you are working you really should be working for us for free and be happy to do it. I mean why not? A colored should be grateful that a white person gives them the right to be in their presence, do you understand? You should be kissing my feet right now." "Yes ma'am I understand, I am sorry that you think that my working around here has been lacking, I will try to do harder." "Yeah you are one sorry excuse of a colored nig, first the dress you made me had a lose string hanging from it that I had to cut all by myself. You better be glad that you are talented otherwise you have would been out a long time ago for all the mistakes you made whenever you design anything for me. Which reminds, me the next dress better be flawless and ready in time for the ball, or your sorry ass will suffer greatly" "Yes ma'am I didn't mean for your dress to come out the way it did, it will not happen again." She said as a tear roll down her cheek. A few more tears fell from her eyes, but she did her best to hide them. She finally was able to finish up the rest of the sandwiches without letting any tears fall on them. "Are you through yet? Finally, took you long enough, hurry up the people are waiting." Eliza prayed to God that her tears would dry by the time she got out there with the sandwiches. She did her best not to cry in front of Sally Ann and she better try her best not cry in front of the other whites. Stepping out the kitchen she saw a few people glaring at her. She put on her best smile and started offering the food. 'I hope you are clean girl." One man in a very expensive tuxedo said. Like always she could do nothing but smile. She avoided eye contact when she responded, "Yes I am sir." The man did nothing but gave a huff. Once she was done with serving him she made her way towards other guests while keeping her eyes downcast. A white person hated it when someone inferior looked them in the eye. It was a total sign of disrespect to them. She did this constantly for some time, she would move around try to avoid rubbing against any of the guests, and kept her eyes downcast., until she came to a pair of beautiful black leather shoes. Out of all the men in the party these caught her eye because they looked like they hand were crafted by the most artistic of hands. Her eyes then went from his shoes to his well-tailored pants, to his freshly pressed dress shirt that was covered by a black penguin tail tuxedo jacket. And lastly her eyes went to his face and she was caught dead in her tracks. This had to be one of the most gorgeous men she had ever seen in all of her twenty-five years of living. His skin looked flawless and as smooth as butter, he had strong cheekbones. His slightly crooked nose lent a sense of danger to him. His blond hair was slicked back with the ends touching the back of his neck. But what she was most attracted to was his eyes. They were so blue it looked like God himself took some of the South Carolina ocean water and put some of it in his eyes. His thick eyebrows and long lashes made his eye really stand at attention. There was no other way to put it, this was the most beautifulest creature she had ever seen. Hell, he was even more beautiful than the unicorns and fairies she read about in some of those mythical books she loved to read so much. This man had to be an angel sent down from heaven. She was so caught up on how gorgeous this man was, she didn't even notice that he was speaking to her until he touched her shoulder. "Huh I am so sorry sir, please forgive me, I didn't mean to stare at you like the way I did." She quickly lowered her eyes and raised the food tray towards the angel. "Its ok dear darling. Its very flattering knowing that I can attract the likes of you." "I am still very sorry though sir, I don't even know what you were saying to me." "Well when you were standing there gawking at me I was saying- you know what, it's not important. But what is important is that you try to smile more and don't look so glum. Now I know it's hard doing what you do and being around Sally Ann can make anyone feel incompetent, but please dear darling don't get yourself down with her cruel useless words." He said with such an airy whisper that she was pretty sure nobody could hear it. He wasn't like other white men that she encountered. Most of them thought it was their right to talk to her in any kind of way. They would throw hurtful racist things in her face, grab her inappropriately and expected her to be grateful and happy that a white man would show her any attention, just because she was black. It was so hard for a black woman to think she was beautiful when people were constantly telling you that you shouldn't think this way about yourself or you would get some kind of backlash for it. The white woman was suppose to be the most desirable, gorgeous creatures that God had created she deserved her man's protection no matter what cost. Dark Serenity Ch. 02 Authors Note: I put this here in the interracial section and not the non human section because the two main characters in this chapter are a black woman, and Japanese man or demon making out. And also I was having a hard time writing this chapter out, so therefore this chapter is not my favorite, but hopefully there's someone out there that like's it. Today was going to be a long day. Actually, every day is a long day when you are constantly looking over your shoulder for a possible threat of being killed. Ever since the day she drove a sword through the heart of an evil demon lord, she has never gotten a break. She made her way to the bathroom, thinking of how she can avoid his vengeful minions today. She hopped into the shower, letting hot water cascade down her body. The water smooths her tension from what she had just endured. Although it was eighty years ago, reliving the past on the birthday of her parents felt like it happened yesterday. She goes through this every year. From the time she woke up that morning, she remembers almost being raped by Jackson and getting fired for it and having her parents killed by the very same man who sexually harassed her twice. If it wasn't for Josephina that night she would have been hung up in a tree just like her parents. But thankfully that didn't happen. At first, she hated that night that she got turned. She hated the fact that she would no longer be with her family, and that she would be all alone in this god awful world. Most of all, she really despised the fact that she will never get to see her younger brothers again. They either died in some passing war, or they just got old and died from the natural causes that old humans die from. Once she got turned, she had no way of getting in touch with them and Josephina had told her she shouldn't risk the chance. She told her that she needed to stay hidden from the hunters and the Klan, but especially the hunters. Being a baby vampire, she was an easy target for them to kill her. The Babies, as the vampire community call them, had to stay hidden and keep close with their sire until they grab hold of their blood lust; it depends on the vampire to know just how long that will be. She stepped out of the shower with fog lingering behind her as she approached the mirror. She stared at herself as drops of water trickled down her smooth, caramel honey skin. She would let her body air dry itself as she grabbed the blow dryer to dry her hair. She had an hour left to get ready for work and her hair was a hot mess. She didn't know what to do with the red bushy mess and she had so little time. She would have flat ironed it but that would take up too much time, so she just decided to put it into two French braids. With her vampire speed she was able to dry and dress herself in less than two minutes. Soon, she was off to start the day. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Hey there you sexy thing you, do you mind if I get to know you better honey?" Eliza looked to her left to some young thug looking boy hanging out the window of a huge red Hummer sitting on top of even bigger shining rims. Just by looking of the car she wanted to vomit. She looked back at the young man trying to get her attention. He had gold teeth, extremely bad breath, and extremely bad body odor. She didn't have to read his mind to tell that his attitude was awful and that he was an arrogant asshole. Just because he was driving around in the passenger side of a Hummer gave him the right to be a cocky asshole. His cockiness oozed out of him. "Sorry sweetness you are not my type, you are too young and stupid for me." "You—" Before the young man could say anything else, the light turned green and she was off. She looked in her side view to mirror to see a dumbfounded expression on the man's face and she couldn't help but laugh. Despite this day being the anniversary of her parent's death, she hoped she could find a little happiness today to ease the pain. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* She pulls into the parking lot of the magic coffee shop ten minutes later. "Wow, ten minutes late Eliza, you are early today, is something special going on in your life that I don't know about?" she heard her boss say. She looked up to see her boss at the front counter either making a potion or making "I know Bella, but since you are a wonderful boss I am pretty sure the penalties won't be too steep. Wink wink." "Oh don't try to butter me up vampire, get your ass back there and start making those muffins and cupcakes; an elementary school is coming by for their field trip. Yuck kids." "Oh Bella, you are the only witch I know that hates kids, but yet you invited them over," Eliza said grabbing the nearest apron. "Yeah I know that's why I charge twenty bucks per kid, so I won't have them for that long." "Damn, Bell, that's pretty harsh, don't you think? You could have gone a little easy on them, don't you think?" "Nope. Children like to mess with things that don't belong to them, and they are definitely fond of breaking things that are very expensive. Hey, did you get a hold of that new girl? I really think—" Bella let her sentence die down when she realized that nobody was standing there listening to her. She looked up to see the swinging doors to the kitchen going back and forth. She gave a 'hmph' and went back to stirring the potion that she had in front of her. There were a few things Bella disliked strongly: kids were one and yelling was another so she refused to talk to Eliza until she came back out. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Woooow that's awesome," the children said with cheerfulness in their voices. Despite Bella not liking children, she hated being broke even more. She did all the little magical tricks she had up her sleeve to impress the children. Eliza stood in the background as Bella did all of her tricks with such ease. She had always wondered what would it be like to be a witch, to have all these powers, have the ability to do all sorts of tricks, and maybe if it was possible she would bring her family back to life. But she heard those types of things don't go well. "It really doesn't, you know," a smooth, familiar voice whispered in her ear. "Hello, Sage. How many times have I told you not to sneak up on me like that? Ahhhhh." Eliza let out a moan when Sage gently caressed her stomach. "But it's so much fun when you don't except me to show up. You are so fun when you are surprised." Sage lowered his head down to nuzzle her neck. She gave a little yelp when he slightly bit down. "You can't do this to me in the presence of children, Sage; if you keep messing with me, I might orgasm right here on the spot." At that moment Sage pulled her into the back, kissing and biting her neck along the way. Once they were in the kitchen, the ripping and tearing of the clothes began. Sage couldn't wait to see his little vampire. He had been itching to grab her and fuck her wherever and whenever. Still kissing her, he picked her up around her waist and gently placed her on the counter top. She finally broke the kiss, and bent down to bit his neck. He let out a groan of pleasure at the feeling of his vampire biting his neck. With the bliss she was giving overriding him, he reach down into her panties and rubbed her little nub and she really went crazy. She sucks deeper as he rubs her little core, and just as she was about to climax, he pulled away. She lifted her head in shocked. She was about to ask why he stopped but he spoke up first. "You are very eager today, aren't ya?" "You know me so well, baby." "I do, but I didn't come here to seduce you cutie pie, I came here to inform you about the afterworld." Eliza sat there and rolled her eyes at the mention of the afterworld. For the past seven years, she has been on the run from the fourth level afterworld ever since she killed Matthias. "Ok, what is it?" "Well of course, Eve is still trying to hurt you but she no longer has her allies or the whole fourth level trying to kill you. So it's just her and her minions." "Oh that's just great news Sage; there are ten less people trying to kill me," she said sarcastically. "You don't sound relieved, sweetness; I thought this would be good news to you." "It's not that I am not relieved, because I am, it's just that a few less people out there trying to serve my head on a silver platter is not making my life any less fearful. I have been running in fear for the last seven years, and now you are telling me that I have less to fear now." Sage stood there for a minute, taking her in with onyx eyes. He could see the sadness; the hatred, the fear, and the despair all over her pretty face. He hated to see her this upset, and this is why he was trying his damndest to put an end to Eva the best way he can. "I understand baby, but can you be a strong warrior and survivor for me while I work things through. In the meantime, stay safe sweetie, and here take this." Sage reach into his pants pocket pulling out two little vials of green stuff that Eliza couldn't place. She took the vials and examined it with curiosity. She was about to ask what was it but Sage had already vanished. 'When they come, lovely, use it at your most dire need,' he mentally said. She jumped down off the counter to go back to see about Bella and the children. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Alright bitch just sit there and be quiet. Don't say a goddamn word." The red head sat back in her seat with fear running though her mind. She glanced over to the guy who had picked her up for the evening off the ho track. He had this super calm look on his face the whole time. He looked pretty assured that the cops wouldn't look for the drugs that he stuffed in her bra. She turned her head to get a look at the approaching officer. He was tall, blonde, and had a killer instinct about him that didn't sit well with her. He had the essence of a hunter hunting his prey. Just the sight of him really made her nervous. She steadies her breathing, hoping not to get ousted for the real reason why she's here with this man. "Do you know why I pulled you over?" "Umm no sir, but could you please tell me? Me and my baby girl here are trying to get home as soon as possible, if you catch my drift," the driver winked at the officer. The officer looked over to the young girl in the passenger side of the vehicle. The girl obviously looked underage. The sudden snitch of something illegal caught his attention, and brought his glaring eyes back to the man in the driver seat. He was a big black man maybe a little over six feet, he was dressed in the usual gangsta gear that these punks are wearing today, with diamond chains around his neck, and gold teeth in his mouth. Looking at these two, something didn't set right with the officer; deep down in his gut he knew something was wrong. "Sir, can I see your license and registration please?" The driver rolled his eyes in contempt; already in the mid-afternoon and the police are already fucking with him. He let out a frustrated breath, reached over to the glove compartment, and gave them to the officer. The officer looked at the license in his hand with newfound suspense. Rocco Johnson was the man's name, and he was pretty certain that he had been on the ho track a couple of times. It was also rumored that he was a known drug dealer and user down at the station. But it was something else about this situation that still nagged at his gut. Looking over to his partner, he gave him a hand signal to shut the camera off, and step out of the car for back-up. "Sir, I am going to have to ask you to step out of the vehicle." "For what? I thought this was just a regular traffic stop." "It is, but I have a suspicion that other things are going on. Please step out the vehicle." Before stepping out, Rocco glanced at the girl for a quick second. He knew the girl was underage and a runaway, but he didn't care. Her perfect smooth, pale white skin, bright red hair, and her big green eyes that added to her youthful innocence, would make lots of money for him; plus he was almost sad that he didn't have a chance to have sex with her yet. Stepping out with his hands up, he got a good look at the officer. He was big, tall white man with a scar, on right side of his face. He looked at his badge that read J. Smith. "So Officer Smith, what am I being arrested for? Diving while black with a white girl in the car?" "No, I pulled you over because I have reason to believe that you are driving with illegal drugs and an underage girl in the car with you. Sir, please turn around so I can pat you down." "Oh come on man, that girl ain't underage, and I am clean." "Sir, could you please just turn around for the pat down." Rocco was about to object again until he realized that Smiths' partner had stepped out of the squad car as well. He relented and put his hands on the hood of his car. He let out a few curses as he felt the officer's hands patting him down, searching for drugs. He finally went into his back pants pocket pulling out two bags of crack cocaine and a bag of weed. "Well, well, lookie what we got here! Illegal drugs.Ramirez, searches the car, and check the girl thoroughly. Rocco Johnson, I am placing you under arrest for the illegal possession of drugs. " The sound of his partner's voice and the added wink put him on high alert. When she saw the other officer coming towards her, her heart began to race. Staring into his dark eyes she knew that he didn't play around and got straight to the point. When he finally came to her side, she began to panic. "Ma'am, can you step out of the vehicle please?" With shaky legs, she stepped out of the car with nerves all around her. "Ma'am, may I ask why you are here with Rocco Johnson, a known criminal?" Staring deep down into her soul, Ramirez was going to get the truth out of her one way or another. He saw the girl finally being reduced to tears. "I got into a huge fight with my mom. She got mad at me for not cleaning my room and disrespecting her boyfriend so she slapped me and I ran away from home. I got sick and tired of them telling me what to do, and I hate her big, tall stupid boyfriend." "When I ran away I met Rocco. He told me if I came with him that he would treat me right, and life with him would be better than the one I had at home. He took me out to eat, bought me nice clothes, a laptop and cell phone, but only if I would be one of his girlfriends." Ramirez looked over the girl one last time and took in her cheap little clothing and bad make up. The black river of tears ran down her face with her confession. She looked so sad and scared. "How long have you been away from home?" "Three weeks." "How old are you?" "Fourteen." Everything was silent for a moment until they heard the faint shouting of Rocco claiming that today was the first time he ever met the girl. "Ma'am, I know you had a horrible few weeks but I am still going have to search for drugs." Without any further notice, she just took the drugs out her bra and handed them over to Ramirez. "Can I just go home now? I really miss my mommy." "Yes, you can once everything has been processed, now come with me." Although the walk to the squad car was only a feet away, it seemed like it was forever for her. The scent of hunters was overlapping everything else. "Please, can I just go home sir?" "Sorry sweetie, but its routine. Please come with me." He gently grabs her by the arm and he led her to the squad car. Upon arriving to the car she was greeted with a furious Rocco. "I knew you were trouble from the moment I met you today." Something in that sentence put a question mark into Ramirez's head. "Ma'am, did you not just say that you have been with Mr. Johnson for the past three weeks?" "What? Oh heeeeeellllll naw, I met this girl for the first time today. Until today I have never seen this girl. So whatever the fuck she told you was a motherfucking lie." At Rocco's statement everyone looked up surprise, even the girl. Then he went on further. "She told me that she can bring in a lot of money for me. She was the one that got my attention." The girl's demeanor instantly changed. One minute she was meek, innocent and scared, then the next she was tense, hard, and her face showed a killer instinct. 'If this fucking human don't shut his fucking mouth, I will shut it for him,' the girl thought to herself. "Please don't listen to this man! He grabbed me off the streets when I was minding my own business at the mall with my friends. That's where he bought me this outfit that I am wearing and then we speed off with my friends still at the mall." "What?! Bitch, your lying ass is trying to put me away for fucking life. I met your white ass today. When I found you, you were dirty. You had a bloody nose, and you were coughing up black vomit; I did you favor." "Why you filthy fucking human," she said. Everything changed when the girl burst into a rage. The once busy officer Smith stopped everything he was doing and turned to the girl and Ramirez. Both officers were shocked at this statement because they knew that their assumptions were true. Now the only thing they could do was do something on the spur of the moment. When Smith grabs the girl to cuff her, the moment that Smith touches her hand, he flung back like a rag doll with a back-handed slap. Ramirez was ready to aim and fire but the gun filled with silver bullets was knocked out of his hand. The image of an innocent underage girl was gone. What stood in its place was a horrifying looking demon. Smith was trying to recover from the attack when he heard the high-pitch screaming coming from Rocco. He looked up to see the androdinanite demon moving towards him. He was getting ready for an attack when Ramirez pulled out his mace and went to town in its face. Although the mace set the demon back a few steps, it was back into full swing once it recovered. But Smith had already fired four silver bullets into its back. The demon let out a ferocious howl at the sky before crumbling down into a pile of broken bones. With the situation being too unbearable, Rocco fainted at the sight of what just happened. Dusting himself off, Jackson Smith walked over to the bones. He pulled out a small vial and poured it on the bones to make it disappear. Ramirez was just staring at him with a frustrated look on his face. When Smith looked, he already knew what was on his friend's mind. "How are we going to explain this to the police Chief? They are going to know that we shut the camera off." "They won't. LET me handle it, ok? Just cut the camera back on and we can take Mr. Bitch over there down to the station and put him in jail." They both turned to a passed out Rocco in the back of the squad car. Taking a deep breath, Tony Ramirez did what his partner in justice told him. "What we need to be concerned about is the fact that the demon obviously wanted something from Rocco, and we need to find out why." Grabbing a bottle of water from the trunk, Jackson splashed it on the crook's face. "OHHH what the fuck? Oufff, what the fuck you splash me for?" Grabbing the man around his neck, Officer Smith looked him dead in his eye. "That demon was not just riding around with you for nothing, you got something that it wants and I am going to get it out of you." "WHAT?!? I have no idea what you are talking about. This whole shit is a fucking crazy mess! You white boys are fucking crazy as hell, oh my Jesus." "Hahahahaha, yeah call on him when you are up shit creek," Tony remarked with a pissed off look in his eye. ~*~*~*~*~*~* "Oh wow fuck me, you killed a demon today while on duty, that's awesome, what about the crook? Is he going to remember anything from today?" the young redhead boy asked Jackson. Dark Serenity Ch. 02 Jackson stops walking for a second to look at the boy full on, for his age of thirteen he still had that young innocent look in his eyes. "I swiped his memory before I dropped him off." "Wow that's cool. I really hope one day I am able to kill demons, like the one you just killed. That would be so awesome." Squeaked the teenager not to long ago he just hit puberty and he still had some of that child like voice within him that need to be let out. "Jackson I need to talk to you, now." Jackson's attention was broken off the boy when he heard Nigel The League's leader calling him from his office door. "OH man I really wanted to finish this adventure you had Jack. You are always get all the action while I am stuck here cleaning behind everybody. Oh well I catch you later." The boy ran off with the other youngsters to finish up their chores. "So you what's up boss? What is so important that you couldn't wait til I was finish talking to a future hunter? You know that boy really looks up at me." "Oh hush Mr. Narcissist, stop blowing your own fucking head up with your own ego inflator. Now I wanted to thank you on a job well done today. Not only did you kill a fifth level demon but you manage to do it without any witness while doing your secondary job." "OH shucks boss you are making me blush and feel all fuzzy inside. Should we hug it out next?" "Shut up and listen again. There have been reports of vampire attacks going on the north side of the city. Some people have gone missing and others come back zombiefied. I need you and Tony to go in and handle the situation with care. This means when you make the kill do it quietly with no messy clean up. I except you report back to me with the results I am looking for. You are dismissed." "Sure thang captain. Should I wrap up the vampires in a pretty big bow as well?" "Don't push it Jack." "Spoil sport." "Immature asshole." "Yeah, and you wouldn't want any other way. See you later with wonderful results boss. See ya." With that Jackson left with a big smile on his face. This was the first time the boss gave him a compliment on a hunt he has done. For the all years of hard work he has done. Now he was appreciated, and not only that but he now got a shot of adrenaline running through his veins to go and hunt some vampires. ~*~*~*~*~*~* "Umm should I go with Mexican or Japanese? They are both my favorites, but which one to pick?" Eliza said out loud to no one but herself. She ditched her car at the bake shop in order to do a proper hunting. She walked a couple of blocks until she finally reached a sushi bar and knew her decision had been made. She enters the bar with such poise and grace that made everyone in the bar turn to look her way. She sat down right on front of the sushi bar looking dead on at one of the chefs. "Hi." She said. "OH....ugh....ummmm..... hi." It was so cute how the sushi chef stuttered. He was clearly nervous talking to her but, he was aroused at the same time. She leaned in closer to let her essence overwhelm him. "Take a ten minute break and meet me out back ok sweet thing." She hoped off the bar stool with no other words and headed towards the back. She was leaning against the wall in the alley when she heard the footsteps of her dinner coming towards her. She could see that he wore a big smile on his face as he came near. Just out of curiosity she slipped in on his thoughts. "OH wow I can't believe I am getting some hot sex, from a hot black girl. I can't wait to tell my brothers and friends." "So I have a condom here, let me just put it on." He said as he was letting down his pants. "There's no need sweetie." She grabbed by his shirt, and pushed him against the wall, and began feeding. The moment she bite down on his neck, and started sucking the euphoria filled her senses, and the hunger slowly went away. She loved the Japanese, and she wanted to continue but the man's heartbeat was slowing down, and she had to stop. She released her dinner, and looked him straight in the eyes. "Don't back go to work. Go straight home and relax yourself, build your energy back up. Ok" "What about my father he will be upset if I don't finish work." "Let me handle that ok. Now go home and lay down." "OK" with no other words the chef left the alley got into his car and went home for the evening. Eliza was about go back into the bar, until she smelt the familiar snitch of rot and sulfur assaulting her nostrils. Panic began to rise in throat as she knew something was out there was trying to kill her. She tried the back door but it was locked. She finally resorted to the front entrance, but she only took a few steps before she was ambush. Whoever this demon, it was strong and smelled god awful. "You will pay for what you did bitch, you no good slut. A weakling like you should not live after the murder of Matthias." "He was a sick fuck that deserves to die, you fucking cronnie. You fuckers don't deserve anything but death, but than again that's too good for ya." "HAHAHAHAHA." she heard the demon laugh at her remark. Tears began to fall from her eyes. When she saw the demon was going to attack again, she prayed for a miracle to happen or a hero would come to her rescue. She did her best to fend off this demon, even tried using the vial that Sage gave her. But this demon was bigger, stronger, and quicker. The demon pulled Eliza head back with full force biting into her neck just like she did the sushi chef. But this was different. Eliza fed because she was hungry, and she always left her dinners alive. But this demon is trying to kill her by drainage, and he was doing a great job at it. She felt herself getting weaker and weaker as each passing moment as the demon fed from her. His teeth were much larger than a female vampire fangs or any vampire for that matter and more brutal. She slumped back against the wall as she realize she was about to take her last undead breath. Her life was slowly being taken away from her again as the demon drained her. Her thoughts were shattered as she heard an arrow searing through the air, and pierced straight through the demon's head. There was a gushing sound as blood gushed out of his skull. Eliza could smell the toxic waste of the fourth levels demon blood poured out of his head. She also noticed that a second arrow was shot through the air as well hitting the demon in its mid section. The demon let out an awful scream before blowing up into little pieces, and he was gone. She looked up to see her knight in shining armor and was shocked at the realization of who it was. Jackson Smith jumped off the building landing right in front of her. She just couldn't believe the night she had. "Are you ok ma'am?" He asked. She didn't respond she was shook to do anything but stare at him. First she as attack by a demon, then that said demon was going to kill her draining her dry, and now she was rescued by the same man that was responsible for the murder of her parents. The newfound shock was overwhelming as she stared up at the face of Jackson Smith. From her being almost drained by a demon and now being rescued by the man she would rather never see alive again was all too much for her. She did the only thing any other woman would do in her situation. She fainted. Dark Serenity Ch. 03 Author Note: If you haven't read the first few chapters I strongly suggest you do because this might get a little confusing. * "What the fuck happen man? What did you do to her?" Jackson heard Tony asked. "That's a damn good question. When I asked if she was alright she just stared at me for a few minutes than fainted. It was almost like she was too scared to speak." Jackson said staring at the woman before him. He knew it was strange but this woman seemed really familiar to him. He didn't know what it was but it was something about this woman that just gnawed at him to get to know her better. "Dude why are you just standing there staring at her like that? Are you getting a hard on over a passed out woman?" "No you fucking idiot. It's just the fact she seems so familiar to me. I have this gut instinct that we have met before." "Wow dude you are creeping me out." with no other words Jackson bent down to check her out. "Bro what are you doing?" "Seeing if she's okay. I mean come on think about she was attack by some vampire demon thing, and as soon as I step close to her she fainted like some fragile doll." He touched her forehead to see if she was warm. When he felt how cool she was he became alarmed. He went to her eyes and opened the eye lid to see if they were normal. Once that was done he moved down to her mouth, and was in for a shock. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Eliza felt something very warm and rough touch her face, and something that had a strange scent to it as well. When she felt the hand touch her mouth she really became alert than. Baring her fangs she was prepared to bite the fucker who had the nerve to touch inappropriately. Eliza, grabbed Jackson Smith and pushed him against the wall. "YOU WILL NOT HURT ME AGAIN. EVER. DO YOU FUCKNG HEAR ME?" Eliza screamed with blood spittle coming out of her mouth. With her other hand she let her nails extend to claws and grabbed Jackson by the throat. "Wha....what are you talking about?" he choked out with her hand still around his throat. This time she really got mad. Looking him dead in the eye she put the images of her parents' murder, her attack, and all the things he did to her in the past in his head. When he looked utterly confused, she asked "Do you have any idea what you did to me? Huh?" Eliza was so caught up in her own emotions she didn't hear, or sense the blow that came next. At first Tony was dumbfounded at all that was transpiring. One minute Jackson was trying to help an unconscious girl and the next minute that same girl was attacking him. When he realized the girl was a vampire, he paused for a minute out of fear then a moment later took action. Reaching into his jacket he pulled out a rag that was covered in dead man's blood and put it over her face. Jackson was dropped to the floor with a thud. He looked at the woman as Tony put the rag over her face making her pass out again. Once Tony felt like she no longer was able to fight he released her letting fall to the ground. But before she could hit the ground Jackson was right there to catch her. "Oh man you can't be serious. What are you doing?" Tony asked. "I am not letting her head hit the ground so that she will be damaged even more. Plus we need to know more about this girl. There is something more to this whole situation Tony." "What situation? She's the wolf in sheep's clothing and she just tried to attack you. I really can't believe you are thinking about saving a vampire that just tried to attack you?" "Think about it Tony. Go back over what you just saw. At first she appears to be a normal young black girl, then said girl gets attack by a demon. And once we save the damsel in distress it turns out she's no she's not really a damsel and maybe not in distress." Taking a deep breath he continues. "I am really confused here, but I believe there's more to this story and I need to find out. She thinks that I have hurt her in some way." "Oh my God are you that fucking delusional she's a monster, we kill monsters not see what's wrong with them or care about their feelings." "Look. I right now I don't give a shit what you think. You can either help me or not but I am going to look deeper into this." Jackson said while picking up Eliza and throwing her over his shoulder. He was surprised at how light she was. She very easy to carry around, his mind went to all the possible ways he could carry her around, but he wouldn't dare say them out loud and headed towards his car. "I am telling you man, you are making a huge mistake by taking this girl home with you." Tony shouted as he followed Jackson to his car, but he was shut down when Jackson stopped walking. Jackson had enough of Tony'shit and unwanted advice. "Look asshole you have said your peace thank you for your concern and I might take your words to heart, but as of right now would you please shut the fuck up,. Almost as afterthoughts Jackson turned and asked Tony not say shit to The League especially Nigel let me handle my own business. Got that asshole? Now go do something productive." With that Jackson turn back in the direction of his car, with the unconscious vampire in his arms. "Alright man, but don't come running back to me when she eats your face while you are sleeping." What neither of them saw was the invisible pair of eyes watching their every move. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "You have got to be fucking kidding me he failed the mission. FUUUUCCCK. I should have gone with my gut instincts and sent another one to kill that bitch. Shit, I thought one would be enough. He was killed and by humans no less. What a fucking joke." "If I must say so myself mistress, the blonde one didn't seem all that human." Eva turned around to stare at her minion. "What do you mean Peasant?" "The blond one is human, but there is definitely something else there." What do you mean, speak now!" As he spoke he chose his next words carefully." It's just his actions I don't know but it is pretty hard to explain, but I definitely sense something else that's there. Maybe we should do a thorough background check on him as well?" The minion said with his head held down during the entire conversation. He dare look his mistress in her eyes when he delivered bad news. Are you certain?" "Yes ma'am I am. When the vampire attacked him he recovered quite quickly mistress, more quickly then a regular human." As she had time to contemplate this new information she asked "do you have any idea where they might be going next?" "One of the hunters mentioned something about The League. I think it's a group of organized human hunters ma'am, but I could be wrong." Eva pondered this information and then asked " are you sure that the blonde took the vampire home with him?" "Yes, mistress I am sure. Is there anything else you need my mistress?" Eva stepped in front of him she placed her hand under his chin to raise up his face, making sure he looked into her face. Without a moments notice she smacked his across the face. She did it a second time but this one was harder knocking him down to the ground. "Yes there is. You have made me very upset with the this news you have brought me. Go down to the dungeon, strip all your clothing, and face the wall. I will be down there within ten minutes." Feeling her wrath, the creature began to push back the tears that threaten his eyes. For years he had to endure his Mistress unkind treatment towards him. And, for no other reason than because he was below her on the demon food chain. When he didn't move fast enough she kicked him in the stomach. "Move you fifthly fucking beast I don't have all night." At her terrifying outburst he ran towards the dungeon for his punishment. ~*~*~*~*~*~* "Hey Jackie boy, you want to come over and play some poker?" asked his neighbor, Ben. Jackson was trying to manage a covered up Eliza on one shoulder, and trying to find his house key in the other when his neighbor spotted him. With a breath of frustration "Uhhh umm no thanks I have some business to take care, but thanks anyways." "Oh well ok then just so you know the game will last all night long in case you change your mind." "Alright thanks. Send the misses my hellos." "Sure thing Jackie boy. See ya later." "Damn that's was a close one." Jackson had finally found the key he was looking for, when he heard Eliza moaned. He quickly gathered all his things and headed inside. Once inside he laid Eliza down across the couch he went to side table opening up the drawer to pull out a syringe and then he waited until she awakened. Once she did, she would not be a happy vampire, and Jackson was ready for it. He looked at her face once again taking her in. He hadn't realize until that moment how small she was. He noticed how cute she was, and in her present state she looked very cuddly. Strange he thought a vampire being cute and cuddly, when indeed they were nothing but monsters. At least all the vampires he had encountered. But this woman, this vampire seemed different. It was something about her that called out to him. He could see it in her eyes as she threw him against the wall earlier tonight. And those words she said. "You will never hurt me again" ran through his mind nonstop since their encounter in the alley. He could have sworn that he never met this woman a day in his life, but there was something so familiar about her that kept pulling him toward her. As he continued to think about the situation at hand, and really without much thought behind it, he took his free hand and lightly stroked her face feeling the soft, smooth, cool texture of her skin. Getting lost at how good she felt he trailed his fingers down to her lips, down along her neck, and was about to reach her breast when she woke up pissed the fuck off. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The last thing Eliza remembered was inhaling dead man's blood 'yucky' before she attempted to redeem her family by spilling the blood of the man now looking down at her. Now she was fucking pissed. How dare he have the nerve to fucking touch her like some fucking porn whore? Acting on her emotions alone her hand shot out grabbed him around the wrist. She could hear the bones cracking of his wrist as she squeezed with little effort. "AHH FUCKINGHELL." He yelled in pain. His face scrunched up in pain as she looked him in the eye as her other hand shot to his throat. She attempted another squeeze when felt her arm going numb, in fact her whole torso went numb. She began to panic when she felt her arms going limp and fall to her sides. She looked up at a grinning Jackson as he held up an empty syringe. "What the fuck did you just shoot me with? You evil, sickbastard"Her whole fucking body was numb now, SHIT was all she could fathom to think. Jackson easily laid her back against the couch and got up nursing his broken wrist. It would only take a few minutes to heal but still broken bones hurt like a son of a bitch. To answer your question I gave you a small dosage of holy water and a few specks of silver dust." He stated proudly. And he was proud. He had managed to subdue a vampire that was about to attack with a broken wrist. "You silly fucking sadistic asshole. Silver and holy water can't kill a vampire, only beheading can." Eliza stated defiantly. "Duh don't you think I know that? And from the looks of it you have never been injected with either one of them before. Well thank God I am here to explain things sweet cheeks." "Don't you dare call me that? You have some nerve you know?" she tried not to cry, but she couldn't help it. The whole night had gone to hell. All she ever wanted to do was fed, but she couldn't do that without anything going wrong. She was about to say something again but, Jackson spoke first. "Now let me explain what happened to you." He stopped in front of her between the couch and coffee table and continued to speak as he was lowering himself down on the coffee table. She just laid there helpless on the couch staring at him with heated hateful vengeance. "That numbness you were feeling was the silver dust and holy water taking an affect on your body. You may have noticed by now that you aren't able to move anything below the neck." "No shit Sherlock." She belted out. She was becoming more furious with each passing moment. "My, aren't we fussy. It's understandable. Well, like I was saying, silver and holy water can't kill a vampire but it can slow them down, and even paralyze them. In fact with a good amount Holy Silver a vampire can be paralyzed for years, but I have only shot you with a small amount that will leave you immobile for a few minutes." "OH my God." Eliza said tragically, if she could she could roll over and die at her situation she damn sure would have right then and there. "Yeah I know, it's a neat trick that we hunters picked a few years ago. But that's getting us a bit off topic. Now let's get back to you." "What the hell about me? You brought me to your house to finish the job?" "Would you please stop interrupting me, I can't finish what I have to say if you continue to do this every time I open my fucking mouth. Now like I was saying whomever you think I am, I am not that person, in fact I have never met you until tonight when I thought you were a damsel in distress but as it turns out you are nothing but a monster with a fucked up past. And I can understand why after what you put in my head." She looked back at him with a angry confused look. A part of her knew he was telling the truth, but part of her knew for a fact that this was Jackson Smith there is no denying it. But, how in the hell is any of this happening and why now? What the fuck was going on? First, Eva's evil psychotic ass and now this shit! "Despite the popular myth that monsters don't have emotions especially vampires, you guys can be extremely sensitive, and your emotions are always in overdrive. With you being a vampire your emotions overwhelmed you to act on instinct and attack me." "Ok what if you aren't the person who I think you are. What's your point in all of this?" "My point is although I may look like somebody you may know that does not mean that I am him. I don't have the slightest clue of who that man was at all, and I am sorry that any of it happened to you. I know this might sound strange but somehow I feel like I know you without actually knowing you." "What?" "I know it's weird. But deep down it feels like you are very familiar to me. It's fucking hard to explain, but when you shoved me earlier tonight there where some familiarity between us. I hope that's a word." He paused for a moment before continuing. "So now that I got that out of the way I need to know what happened in the alley before I showed up." Eliza was taken back by his demeanor. At one moment he was good cop, then the next he was bad cop. What a strange man he was but she had to put all of that aside now she had to get out of this situation. "Do you have any idea who that demon was that attacked you in the alley tonight?" "If I did why in the hell should I tell you? Like you said you are a hunter and hunters hunt and kill things. Besides you won't be able to stop Eva anyways. Oh god does this drug make people stupid too?" she said in disbelief that she just gave her name that easily. What the fuck did he give her? "So now we have a name. Although Eva is a strange name for a male demon to have." getting irritated by her position Eliza just shouted out the next few words. "No you numb nut fucking Eva is the one that sent the demon to kill me. She has been after me for the last seven years. Now are you happy. You get to beat her to the punch." There is was out, for the second time in her life Eliza prepared herself for death at the hands of this man. "Who said anything about killing you, doll face? All I needed was information, and I need more from you. Which brings me to your nest?" "Hey you can stop right there bucko I hunt alone I have been alone since the seventies so whoever's nest you and your hunter buddies are trying you wont find it here. So you can dust somewhere else asshole. Oh my freaking god, once I get the chance I will rip your throat out you smug prick." Jackson just sat there and stared at her as she ended her rant. He contemplated what to do with her once the holy silver wore off. And, the only thing he could do now was to let her stay with him for the night, but how he wondered. Then he got it. A pearly white smile across his face. He knew she was pissed and would be ready to fight once the holy silver wore off and he will be ready for it. Standing up he went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of vodka. Once he downed the shot, he pulled out his old friend Mr. Daniels and took a swig from the bottle. Setting the bottle down on the counter he mentally and emotionally checked himself. He always did this whenever he was faced with a supernatural force. Not only to prepare for battle but also so that he could get a read on the supernatural creature itself. Taking in a breath he got a read on the vampire lying on his couch. From what he gathered she has been a vampire since the mid 1930s. She had not done much fighting other than punching clawing and biting. But, of course those are attributes that come naturally with being a vampire. He knew the holy silver he injected her with was a small dose he knew and that it would wear off pretty soon. He would be ready for whatever she -brought to him. Jackson knew she did not believe what he said to her but, he also knew he needed more time with her. He has battled with the most vicious monsters of them all. Demons, werewolves, djinns, dark fae, but very few vampires. That didn't mean that he could not handle himself with them. Actually the very few vampires he had came in contact with had been easier to kill then the other monsters he was faced with, so handling her might be fairly easy. But, he was not willing to bet his life on that, she was extremely pissed at him and he knew he could not take that fact for granted. He knew that his time with her subdued was quickly coming to an end. Taking another swig of Jack Daniels, he laid the bottle down again as anticipation was consuming him. He felt like this every time he went on a hunt, and it felt good. He had always loved the thrill of a hunt and the triumph of killing something that was out to do nothing evil. He relished the feeling for what it was worth. But this one was different he had to be very careful with her. The sounds of a very pissed off vampire reached his senses. There were so many thoughts on how he would handle her. But he knew one thing for sure as he felt small hands around his throat that tonight was going to be a very long night. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Sage sat at the end of the council table with his fingers rubbing his temples. For the past two hours he had to suffer at the bickering and bitching of the two head councilmen. And to make matters worse the ones that were arguing were younglings. This is going to be a long night he thought to himself. He hated these council meetings. Although he had lived for two thousands years other council members had lived longer, and while others were held on such high status because of their familial status. These demons sitting at the table came from royalty and they didn't mind reminding him of their status when they felt the need to put others in their place. He on the other hand was the son of two demons born in the poverty from Japan. He inherited his warrior status from his father who has fought many battles for the council and the afterworld he even became an assassin in his later years. And his mother his dear sweet mother, with her being a succubus he got all the qualities of an incubus. He was charming, well endowed, his human form was breathtakingly gorgeous, and he can be absolutely vicious when it came to his prey. Dark Serenity Ch. 03 So why the hell he was sitting here in a council meeting filled with demons of noble blood was beyond him. He rather be doing other things besides sitting in damn chair. Actually, he would rather be sitting being between Eliza's legs if he was honest with himself. He just couldn't wait to see her again and fuck her senseless. But alas that moment would have to wait because the demons would not shut the hell up. Getting frustrated at his predicament he released a breath along with the words "Oh Jesus tap dancing Christ" came out his mouth as he slouched further into his chair. This got the attention of everyone in the room including the two bickering bitches. "Ummm Mr. Anzai is there a problem?" the head councilman said looking back at Sage not hiding his discontent. Sage sat up fully in his chair this time. He leaned to put his elbows on the table as he began to speak. "Yes I do have a problem. In fact I have a huge fucking problem. We have been sitting here doing nothing, but watching you two heathens bitch, bicker and moan about nothing but bullshit. I would rather be anywhere else than here watching you two young bastards yell about nothing about your own personal issues." The two demons just stood there dumbstruck over his outburst. "There are more pressing issues at hand than your differences. There are other things that should have been discuss during this meeting but instead you have wasted my time with your nonsense." "Well now we know how conceited you are." All Sage could do was wither with disgust as very familiar voice sounded from the doorway. He could recognize that voice from anywhere and just that mere fact really made him despise her even more. Turning around he was faced with Eva sauntered into the room with a whole new form wearing an elegant evening gown with a mink boa around her neck. His nerves continue to be grated as the evening wore on. Now he had to deal with Eva her and her bullshit. "Sorry ladies and gentlemen for my tardiness I hope I didn't miss anything to interesting while I was absent." "No you didn't miss a damn thing except for the watching these two demons bitch about nonsense. And secondly I distinctly recall you were not invited." "MMMM sage why so impatient? Do you have a little cocoa vampire that you have too attend too?" "Who I fuck is none of your damn business Eva. Maybe if you had a life of your own you wouldn't be so wrapped up in mine." Sage bite back. "Why you son of a----." "Hey, would you two stop it." Misha a tall Amazon blond demon said. "We have already wasted enough time as is watching others discuss nonsense, so let's not waste even more tine with yours Eva. State what you have to say so we can all leave. I have a mate that needs me." "Well since you put it like that then fine. Everyone is so fucking impatient these days." "There is a new threat looming over the fourth level. This threat calls themselves The League a group of human hunters that have already eliminated two demons fourth level demons." "If these humans as you say Eva are hunters then they would try rid the world of all demons, that's how they operate. They would not want to eliminate one specific level. Plus most human hunters are hired out by higher ups" "That maybe true but we should not let a threat loom over us, when that threat can be potentially dangerous no matter how small. Whose knows they might want to kill innocent children?" She said throwing up her hands in the air. "We also can't let our enemies get the better of us. Matthias made that same mistake and look were it landed him." "Your husband got what he deserved. The higher up's even investigated thoroughly after years of his death, and they said it was justified. He had no right to do what he did." That comment came from Sage who wore a slight grin. She wanted to reach over and smack it off his face. This man has been the throne in her side for far to long, him and his girlfriend. She was going to counter back until the voice of the elder who assembled this meeting in the first place spoke up. "Now Sage we know that Matthias was hated by many for his actions, and because of those he got himself killed, but I do agree with Eva here. We cannot let a threat loom over us no matter how small it may be underestimation is the greatest weapon of all when it comes to ones enemy." Standing up the old man concluded the meeting. "Alright everyone this has been an interesting evening, I really hope everyone got the chance to express themselves the way they want too. I hear by conclude this meeting for tonight good night everyone. Sage practically jumped with joy at the dismissal he couldn't wait till he got between Eliza's legs, and make her scream his name. He was about to shimmer away, when the sight of Eva stepped in front of him. "I really hope you enjoy your time with that little vampire while it lasts, Sage because you might never know when it will end." Eva said with triumph racing through her. After that remark he made about her husband, she wanted to return the favor. There was a look of pure hatred spread across his face. Reaching out her grabbed around her neck, lifting her off the ground and bought her face towards his, "Although I may not have the power to stop and suffer the consequence for it dearly, believe me I can surely find a way to be rid of you one way or another. Touch the woman I love there will be no part of the fourth level that I will not search to bring your life to an end. The treatment I will give will make you pray for sweet essence of death. Remember that bitch." With one last squeeze Sage threw Eva down on the ground, and she landed with a thud. She looked back at Sage who was shimmering away; when she wanted rebuke his attack. Getting up she dusted herself off, and began walking out of the council room while thinking of ways to be rid of Eliza and Sage without suffering the harsh hands of the demon justice system. Killing Eliza would be no problem, if she could ever get a hold on her that is. The murder of Eliza would not be a problem because the afterworld did not recognize vampires as their responsibility. Vampires had their laws and ways of handling a vampire. But Sage he would a huge problem. Not only he was demon, he was a very important demon that served on the council board of the fourth level from time to time. Killing him will not only get the elders of the fourth level involved it would also bring the involvement of the higher ups. With all of this running through her mind she knew she wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Ahh hahahahaha that was a good kick doll face." Jackson said as his balls had a slight tingling sensation. He had been dueling with this vampire for forty five minutes now, and he could tell that she was getting fed up. Although she was a vampire and had the advantages of being a vampire, he still was the better fighter and more skilled. He could have taken her down easily after ten minutes of their battle but he wanted to know more about her. Eliza was getting upset with every blow she threw, every kick, and even the sneakiness of being vampire only amused this asshole, and it really pissed her off more. She charged him running him into the ground on his back. She felt victory as she sat on top of him looking into his face, but that was only short lived when he turned both of them over to his right making him be on top of her with him pinning her arms down on either side of her head. "Damn it" Eliza couldn't help but to curse, he got her again. She was starting to realize trying to beat this man was not going to happen. "You shouldn't curse it's not lady like, plus you are too damn cute to be saying such words." "Oh my god. I can't believe this shit man. How the fuck do you think I am cute you jacka---." The rest of words never left her mouth as she felt the lips of Jackson Smith touch hers. She wanted pull away at the man that caused her so much pain, but then she realizes this man was not the man that ruined her life all those years ago. He may look like him, smell like him, and even had the same persona as him, but it was not him. This was not the man that did unspeakable things to human kind just because of the color of their skin. This is the man that made her heart stop a beat with his dashing smile at first sight. This is the man that should have been the one she fell in love with, and not that monster she got. This is the man that made her fell good about herself. This was her man. She also knew this man had something else different about him, something very nonhuman. And she knew this just from kiss. She felt herself kissing him back after a moment of revelation, and actually find herself enjoying the kiss. He was a wonderful kisser, and he seem like he could do this forever. He had the same effect on her just like her Sage. Both are wonderful kissers but different none the less. 'Sage' she thought quickly how can she be kissing another man with Sage in her life. She wanted to pull away so badly but, this man was too damn good. Searching deep within she was trying finding the will power to stop these right at that moment. When that will power didn't work lost herself again at his touch when his hand start rubbing the back of her neck. Everything was good until she felt Jackson was instantly off her completely and flying across the kitchen and into the living room. She looked up to see a very pissed off Sage standing above her. "Sage? What? How did you get here?" "It doesn't matter how I got here, the only thing that matters is why in the hell is on top of you?" he said pointing to a knock out Jackson laying on the living room. She looked back at him seeing that angry glare in his eyes. He looked back at her waiting for an explanation. "UMMMM, he saved me." Was the only thing she could think while being the hot seat with Sage. Dark Serenity Ch. 04 Author's Note: I am terribly sorry for the long wait. School has been a big bitch, and I have done nothing but study, and write papers. But now I have more free time to write more and post chapters more often. So look out for the 4th chapter of A Captured Heart very soon, and expect a preview of a new story, I am working on that center's around bullying. And also remember leave comments as usual, but I really like to see comments now more than ever, because I need to know how I am doing with my male characters. Sometimes I feel like I am not doing enough for their characters. * "Ummm, he saved me," Eliza said, feeling the heated glare of anger radiate from Sage. "He saved you?" he asked back with an angry voice that resounded off the kitchen walls. "That's why you were moaning like a bitch in heat as he laid on top of you? You showed gratitude to him by spreading your legs? Is that how you operate? Every time when some knight in shining armor comes to your rescue you are going to open up your legs for him? Or better yet will you show your appreciation by chugging down his cock? I can't fucking believe this," Sage continued, turning away from her. He couldn't help but to be pissed off at her. Not to long ago he grabbed one of the meanest bitches in hell by the throat and defended her honor because he loved her with more everything he knew. He'd done everything to keep her safe and out of arms reach of Eva, and yet he had caught her with another man kissing her sweet lips that he disregarded everything to come and kiss. "I really don't see how can you be angry with me when you go off to fuck someone else every other night. And not only that, you have never expressed yourself until now Sage. You have always been a friend with benefits that was always guarded and never expressed his true feelings. I only assumed that since we got what each other needs it was okay to do whatever we want," Eliza said getting up to stand up on her feet. "Eliza, honey whenever I go to fuck someone else every other night, that's me feeding. I am half incubus. I have to feed in order to survive, don't you get that? I mean you of all people should know what it's like to depend on another life source in order for you to survive in this cruel world." "What is that suppose to mean?" "I mean you are a vampire Eliza. You are going to feed on humans in order to survive and there's no way around it. And don't pretend to act like I don't know what I'm talking about. I can smell the human's blood on your breath." She was taken aback. She had forgotten about the sushi chef in the alley before Jackson came to her rescue. 'Damn it,' she silently cursed to herself. She wanted to say she was sorry until she felt Sage bumping into her, knocking her down on her ass. She looked up to see that Jackson had fully recovered from the attack and was on Sage the minute he got the chance. Still on her ass, she scooted back up against the cabinets as she watches the two men fight. She wanted to cut in and break up the fight, but it looked like it was going to get pretty nasty. For those few little moments she just sat there as the fight unfolded. ~vVv~ Although Sage was caught off guard, he will admit that to himself, he recovered pretty quickly from the blow to the back of the head. He turned around to see the tall blonde haired man had awakened and had laid a good punch to the back of his head. Although it was a good punch for someone like him, he was a demon for crying out loud, and he could easily put this man down like a human swatting a pesky net or roach. He felt another punch from the man, and this one, he had to admit was much harder than the one to the back of his head. Balling up his own fist he gave the man good right hook, and Jackson went flying back against the kitchen wall this time. He looked at the man that had thrown him across the house and into the living room while he was making out with that cute little vampire, and was surprised at the pissed off look he had in his eyes. However, if anyone should be pissed, it was Jackson. This strange man had come into his home while he was getting answers and attacked him. Jackson reached down into his ankle band pulled out a small, but very deadly, dagger. He charged at Sage with the dagger in his hand, ready to gut this asshole for breaking into his house and in his business. But all he did was lodge the dagger into the counter top as Sage dematerialized right before his eyes. He pulled the dagger out with anger, and turned around as he sensed the demon was behind him. "Who in the fuck are you man, and why are you in my house?" "I should be asking you the same question. Who in God's name are you? And why is she here with you?" he inquired, pointing to a shocked Eliza. "It does not fucking matter who the hell I am, this is my house dickhead. You barged into my house, unannounced. And not only that, you interrupted something very important. Now. I will only ask you this once: get the fuck out of my house before you have to suffer the consequences." It was then that Eliza had finally found her voice. She was shocked because everything was so sudden, and was still reeling at the fact she might have actually wounded Sage way worse than Jackson was trying to wound him. She had never thought for a mere minute that Sage might have actually cared for her in more than just a friends with benefits deal, and it hurt her that he was so upset by her kissing Jackson. "Hey guys please don't—" She was cut off by the tone of Sage voice, and stopped short. "Ha! What consequences? Are you talking about that little knife in you hand, little boy? What are you going to do with that knife exactly? Give me a little tickle?" "All you fucking demons are just so fucking cocky, but the cockiness always fades whenever one of you guys tastes the sweet edge of my sword." Jackson charged at Sage again, dagger gripped tightly in his hand. When stabbed the air he let out another curse, Sage disappearing yet again. This time around Sage disappeared for more than a few seconds. Using gifted senses Jackson read the area the demon had disappeared in. Just for those quick few seconds Jackson knew was a dealing with a very old demon, well older than most of the demons he hunted, but it made him none the less powerful. He also knew that he was an half incubus and a demonic samurai. And finally he knew that this demon was just playing around because he could easily kill him less than a second. His thoughts were broken when it appeared right in front of him. He felt the demon grab him around his neck and slamming him into the ground on his back, knocking the knife out of his hand. Jackson felt the surge of power radiating from the demon, and his instantly knew it was his incubus side. Incubus's and succubus's have more powers than merely seducing people; they also can play on any type of emotion and use it to their advantage. Fear and anger washed through Jackson. However, despite having these two emotions riddle him, Jackson will still be giving this man a hard time until his very last breath. "Are you going fuck me to death incubus? Sorry to disappoint you, but I rather you rip out my insides from the out, faggot," Jackson taunted, knowing that most incucbi and succubi did not mind resorting to the same sex in order to their get food source. That comment pissed Sage off more than anything. He allowed the anger to override him, and just barely let his hand slip in it's attempt to choke the life out of Jackson. Just one little tiny squeeze from Sage, and Jackson was already losing his passage to his airways. They both could feel his neck beginning to break at the hand's of the demon. But that was not enough. He let his grip on his neck loosen a little in order for the killing process to take the slow route. He wanted to kill this man very slowly, and feel him fight for his life. Eliza had seen enough. She would not just sit by and watch one love of her life kill another potential lover. She did not want to resort to violence to get Sage off, so she tried to plead with him in order for him to stop this madness. "Sage, I am terribly sorry, I did not mean to hurt you the way I did. If I had any idea on how you actually felt about me I would have never showed any affection towards Jackson at all." She could feel tears running down her face as she was about to witness the evil side of her lover. Sage finally looked up at Eliza while still ever so slowly choking the man below him. Jackson's arm began to grow limp by his side. "Once I finished feeding, a fifth level came and attacked me. I would have fought him off, but he was much bigger and stronger than I. I did the best I could to fight him off, but it was not happening. As the demon took a bite of my neck to drain me dry all I could do was think of you during my potential final moments. The only thing I could think of was you, Sage. Do you really think I would propose try to hurt you the way I just did? If Jackson would have never came along I would have been dead." Sage felt his insides do little flips of pain as he saw his lover in emotional pain. He would do anything to make those tears go away. He looked at the man that saved the life of the woman he loved. However, he was angry and, being a demon, the instinct to kill weighed heavily on his mind. With Eliza still weeping she continued to persuade him, "And, hell, Sage, I have to be completely honest, you weren't exactly open about your feelings with from the beginning. I had no idea that you actually cared for me the way I do now. I have always thought I was just some booty call to you when you needed sex." A labored breath caught her attention she looked down to see Jackson losing conciness, but yet he was still alive. Barely. "How could you think you were just some booty call?" She could hear the pain rack Sage's voice. "From the moment you bumped into me that night at the night club I have done nothing but protect you every way I can. I have to constantly defend you at the fourth level council meetings. How could you think that about me?" He didn't give her an opprotunity to answer, but continued, "I am sorry that you felt that way but, and I know you have feelings for this maggot. But something has to be done about this situation and I am going to take care of it." The presence of life in Jackson was weakening with every good squeeze Sage applied to his neck. He knew he was dying, and he was dying at the hands of what he hunted every other night. 'what a way to fall on your own sword,' he thought to himself. His life flashed before his eyes as death was near, from the time he was a newborn, to the times of his teenage years, to the times of his first love, to times he played with his older brothers, and to the time he witnessed one of them being murdered in cold blood by those things he hunted down and exterminated every night. He heard a sweet voice in the background. "Sage stop it. Sage stop it, please, I am begging you," it said as his spirit left his body. His spirit of mind went into a field of beautiful white clouds, and a soothing warm embrace came over him. The image of his first love came into view. Anna. With her beautiful red hair, sparkling green eyes and dashing pearly-white smile. He felt her kiss his lips with such sweetness that he wanted cry with love. If this was heaven, he did not want to back to the real world. But the beautiful vision was ended with the bloody image of his brother's dead body in the alleyways. His brother lay there, coughing up blood as he tried to struggle for life. Jackson saw the demons that were responsible for his brother's death grinning from ear to ear as they high fived each other on their victory. He was consumed with anger until the two demons were scared off by the arrival of a very large man. He turned around and bent down to cradle his brother's head in hands as they both watch the life leave his eyes. They both watched as his brother's soul very was called home where it needed to be. With the deepest voice imaginable, the man spoke to Jackson as if he were really there. "Jackson, it is now time for you to become who you're meant to be. It is now that you should learn your full lineage. It is now that. It is now that you should know all the powers you possess. It is now that you should know what you are, and remember the ones that you thought were your friends will be your enemies, and your enemies will be your friends. Now go." "What—" Jackson began, but before he could say anything more, the man that caused the bright light shone it once again from his hands and, blinded, Jackson felt himself drop back down ferociously. The light enveloped his whole body, and he felt his spirit descend back to where it belonged. To say that all three were shocked at happened next was an understatement. Just when Eliza thought Jackson was lifeless the unexpected happen. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME ASSHOLE." Before either Sage or Eliza could react to what was happening, Sage was thrown off Jackson with a blast of light that filled the room, but that did not put Sage down entirely. Eliza was too flabbergasted at all that was happening to do anything. One minute she was trying to calm Sage while she watched him kill Jackson, and the next Jackson was attacking Sage with an unexplainable inner force, causing the demon to fly across the room, much as Sage had done to Jackson earlier. She had thought Sage would have been injured badly from what she witnessed, but he was back in attack mode. "That was a nice trick there buddy boy, too bad you won't live to do anymore of them," Sage said, giving Jackson a good right hook. Although the hit knocked Jackson back a few steps, with a right hook of his own Jackson took a swing at Sage. But it was a miss. If he could not take this incubus out with his fists then would try that light again, but how? Jackson thought to himself. Before he even got the chance, Sage used his demonic warrior father skills to seize Jackson in a graceful warrior's hold, his arm penned behind his back, and his face fell rapidly toward the floor. Sage grabbed Jack's other arm, forcing down to his side, making him immobile and diminishing his chances of getting free. All Jackson could do was to struggle beneath him. "What the fuck are you." "It's none of your goddamn business. Get the fuck off me pervert." "Sage, this has to stop. You have already made your point in making sure I can't love another guy. I realize my mistake now. Can you two please stop this at once, and get off him." Eliza was still somewhat emotional with everything that was going on. She wished so desperately that Sage would let up, and realize that kissing Jackson might have been a mistake: 'wait a minute, might'. "You are in love with him?" Shock plastered across Eliza's face at the words Sage repeated back at her. She hadn't even realized until he posed his question that she'd accidently let the words slip out. "You heard her, major man slut, get off me. She does not want you, so you can go fuck around with the other man whores like you. She does not want to get some nasty disease from you incubus hahaha." Jackson let out with pain and malice. When Sage heard the added insult to injury, he pulled back Jackson's hair smashing his face into the ground. Any other human would have been dead on the spot, but apparently Jackson was not like any other human. "Sage, come on, please, let's not do this now, you know how I feel about you, why do I have to keep explaining myself to you tonight? I love you, and up 'til today I did not think the feeling was mutual." "Bullshit Eliza, and stop getting off topic. Did you mean what you said? Do you love him?" Eliza was caught up on her on thoughts on what should she say next. She tried to out weight the pros and cons of this situation at hand. "Anwser me Eliza. If you don't give me an answer your knight in shining armor here will be vaporized." "Dude did you see what I just did, you cannot harm me even if you wanted too." "Shut up," Sage yelled at Jackson. "Sage please don't--." A sob made it's way back to Eliza's mouth. "ANSWER ME DAMNIT." Getting infuriated, Eliza gave Sage what he wanted to hear, "FINE DAMNIT. Yes I love him. I was in love him the first time I meet him, or at least I thought so. When we first meet he turns out to be a different person than I thought he was, well the image of him. But that does not mean I don't love you too Sage. I love you. How many times do I have to say it so you can understand me? What do I have to do?" Eliza started waving around her hands, getting more upset by the minute. Sage leaned back a little while still sitting on top of Jackson. He could not believe what he just heard, he could not believe the feeling in his stomach as Eliza just stood there and professed her love for another man while claiming to still love him, and he most definitely could not believe the pain in his heart as felt like it was being ripped in two. Eliza was the third woman he ever loved with all his being, and here she was, claiming to love another. He could not trust how much she said she loved him. At that moment he felt as if he could not trust her at all, as if, in fact, he could not stand the sight of her. Raising himself off of Jackson, he stood to his full height, looking down at Eliza. She saw the hurt he was feeling in his eyes as she stared back at him. The guilt was overwhelming. She felt the guilty pain shoot up from her stomach right into her heart. She did not intend for this to happen, not at all, but it did, and now the man she loved did not anything to do with her. "Sage please," she said, reaching her hand out. But before her hand could even make contact, he vanished right before her eyes. The pain was finally to much as she let out an ear piercing scream loud enough to wake the neighbors. ~vVv~ He had to fly, he just had to do something to get rid of this feeling that would not go away like it should. He either had to screw, fight, or fly whenever this feeling came about. The feeling of uncontrollable rage, hurt, and pain that made him do all those three things. He shredded his human form, letting loose his freighting demonic form, standing way above eight feet tall, and took off to the sky. He did not know where he was going but he was going somewhere to sort out his emotions. ~vVv~ "Jackie boy is everything okay? I heard what it seems like screams." Jackson looked down at his next door neighbor from earlier, while the little vampire paced around the living room making a big fuss over that incubus. "Everything is fine Mr. Dean. There is no need for you to worry about little ole me. And the screaming came from the television. I'm watching a horror movie marathon before I go off to bed." "Are you sure because they sounded so real? There is something very strange about you boy." "I'm pretty damn sure. I'm a cop for Christ's sake's, I wouldn't have any funny business going on in my house just so I can be on the five o'clock news and people saying 'what another crooked filthy pig that has tainted the police force'. People already give cops a bad reputation around here, and I won't be another one," Jackson said looking down at his neighbor. "Alright Jackie boy if you say so. I'll guess I'll leave you alone," his older neighbor said, backing down. He was about to turn to leave, but he again began talking, "And oh Jack remember if you need anything at all, you can always come to me, okay?" "I will surely take your words to heart Mr. Dean. See ya." And with that, Jackson closed the door. He turned around to see the vampire sitting on his couch, visibly upset about what just went down only less those ten minutes ago. From his view point, he could clearly see that she really liked that incubus, and they had some hard times to overcome, but the fact remain is that he was a fucking monster that preyed on the innocents, and not only that he barged into his house like he owned the mother fucker, he had exterminate the monster one way or another. Dark Serenity Ch. 04 He was brought out of his thought process by a hard slap across the face. "Don't you even fucking dare. You don't know him like I know him." "Oh I forgot you vamps could read minds, I should've put up my mental blocks. Look, Sweetie, I know that you are upset about your asshole of a master you call a boyfriend, but the fact remains that he shimmered his manwhore demonic ass in my house and attacked me for no reason. And not only that, my cute little vampire, but that damn demon is probably out there right now taking some poor innocent's soul from their body and their family, and I can't let that happen. Now if you don't mind, I need to put in a few phone calls," Jackson said, turning around to the coffee table and reaching for his cell phone. But before he could even get to it Eliza was right there in front of him, crushing the cell phone in pieces. "Listen to me. You don't know Sage like I do." Jackson just huffed at the stupid statement she dared make. "I know him well enough to kill the fucker if I choose too, sweetheart. Look I understand that you said you loved him, despite your feelings for me, but that monster damaged my pride by coming here, and trying to possibly fuck me. Now I know that vampires tend to have a evil cruel side, so you might like the idea of him fucking me 'til I dead, but I won't let that happen, it's sick, he's sick, and he's evil. He won't be happy til his victims are lying in a pool of their own vomit." Jackson felt another stinging slap go across his face as his words left his mouth. "You have some fucking nerve, you know that? All you hunters are basically all the same. You can't get past the fact that there's monsters out there that just want to live normal lives, but all of you are too fucking bull headed to understand that. We all don't live up to Hollywood's stereotypes ya know. You don't know a thing about Sage. He is not the sick twisted individual you make him out to be." "Look sweetie don't get pissy with me because your boyfriend can't keep his dick in his pants, and have to kill people while doing it." "He does not kill most of his victims, and believe me the ones he does always have it coming to them. You don't know Sage like I know him, unlike some incubi he does not just go out his way and hurt people for the hell of it, and believe it or not there are some incubi and succubi that are just your average demons that have to feed in order to survive and some don't kill their victims," she said, justifying herself and all the other monsters that are out there that are just trying to live their live. Jackson just stood there, staring down at her with a glare on his face. He wasn't the type to fall all over a beautiful woman, especially a woman that can suck him dry, and not in a good way. And not only that, he wasn't involved with any women romantically since Anna. Ever since her murder he has been a "wham-bam thank you ma'am" type of guy. But now as he stood there staring at her, seeing the pain in her eyes as she tried to defend her boyfriend's case, he was getting funny feelings inside him. 'Was it love?' he wondered to himself, or was it that he just didn't like seeing a woman cry and hated being the cause of it, even if she was a monster? He had too many thoughts running through his mind at that moment "How do I know I should trust anything you say, little lady? I mean we just met not to long ago, we were making out before your boyfriend attacked me out of nowhere, and then you said you love me, so your boyfriend would decline on murdering me. So why should I listen to you? I mean I'm pretty sure you said you loved me for your own personal gain." "You could be right about that, but you should think over in your head what you just said. You can't explain properly without being confused yourself. But I do love you, I always have, so why do you think I would betray your trust, and harm you myself? Not to mention I can't even begin to harm you anyway. I have no idea what you are in the first place. But please, you have to listen to me. Sage is hurting right now, and it's all because of me. I can't help the fact that I might be in love with two men, and now I feel conflicted for it," Eliza said. She'd finally had enough crying. Her face moistened to softness as the tears dried up on her face. She would do her best not to see either one of her lovers meet their demise because of her. Jackson continued to stare down at her, contemplating on what to do next. He was about to say something, but the sound of a loud, urgent banging on the door stopped him. Steadily rushing over to it, he opened the door to see his fellow officer Denmark standing on the front porch in his police uniform. "There's a hostage situation on at the theater on 64th Madison. We need you and Tony to get your ass down there quick, the situation can turn for the worse." "I'll be on my way as soon as I can." Jackson assured him, shutting the door he turned back around looking at Eliza, who had a strange look of relief on her face. "I guess your boyfriend lucked out this time around, doll face. As I know you have heard our little bonding time have to end now. I won't be coming back tonight so you either can stay here or leave. It's all up to you." Jackson went into his living room closet to retrieve his back up uniform. Striping his bloody clothes from earlier, he was glad that he was not the average human on account he was able to heal from the injuries Sage inflicted upon him at a much quicker pace. He knew he was different ever since he started high school, but he didn't know what he was in particular. He tried going to his mother about it but she always refused to talk about it. As he was putting on the last article of clothing he felt a hand grab his shoulder. Without turning fully around he just looked over his shoulder at his little vampire. His eyes widened at the thought of that woman being his. "I know how you feel about Sage and me, and I probably shouldn't say this but....ummm...umm." She shrugged her shoulders at the hardship of saying the words that were causing conflicting emotions. "Umm, just be careful okay, you are too damn bullheaded, and prideful and that can be you downfall." He just let out a little chuckle as he made his way to the door. "It's always been duly noted, sweet face. Catch ya later." "How can you be so sure that you will see me again?" she asked. "Because I know." And with that, Jackson walked out the door, leaving Eliza there, utterly with her thoughts. ~vVv~ "Heeeeeeelllllllppppppp, somebody please me." Sage's flight was cut abruptly at the frantic cries of a young girl down below. With his supernatural senses he was able to smell the fear from the girl, and the nasty snitch of arousal from the demon that was attacking her. "Nooo don't please. I am sorry for whatever I did, please just let me go." "Not a chance girly. You awoken my inner beast by just passing through this bridge" Sage could detect the demon was a troll beast, and he was harming a young girl in her late teens. Without a furthers notice Sage swooped down like a predator about to take his prey and landed with a loud thud right next to them. They both around shocked to see him there. "Did you not hear the young lady? She said leave her alone trollop. Get your filthy fucking hands off her now." There were many things Sage did not like, and the unjustified harm of innocents was one of them. It had never sat right with him whenever demons—or humans for that matter—went out of their way for a cheap thrill. The troll just stood there with his big meaty hands still around the girl's neck. He looked Sage up and down with a raised eyebrow. "And who you are supposed to be? Her pimp?" "No dipshit. I just hate seeing demons that think they are so damn tough and big and bad harm innocent little girls just to prove their worth," Sage said, leaning against the brick wall. "So tell me troll, when you go back to your troll friends will you tell them that you took an army of rabid vampires addicted to black crystal, while battling rouge werewolves so you can be in the limelight? But in reality the only way you can show your worth is by picking on little human girls." The troll was pissed now. Throwing the girl to the side, turned around the monster charged at Sage, angered. Sage couldn't help but to feel somewhat sorry for this troll because the way it's stance was a sure fire way he would lose this short battle. The moment the troll came in contact with Sage, sage gave him a punch to the face, sending him back a few steps. The troll was ready to move again until Sage gave him few more good punches, knocking him down on the ground. The troll recovered quickly, and did his best to attempt to hurt Sage, but all he could manage was to tackle Sage to the ground. Sage quickly recovered, and rolled on top of the troll, shoving his face into the gravel. Taking his two hands, he put them on either side of the troll's head and, after waiting for a second, absorbed all of its energy. He could hear the troll screaming in pain as he did this, and for a split second Sage wondered why he hadn't done this to that blond-haired jackass that was kissing Eliza. But that didn't matter just then because he had the feeling he'd meet that man again, and that time would be very soon. Once the troll's screams died down he looked at his prey. The troll was now lifeless, and wouldn't be harming anyone else. Sage could smell all the innocent lives he had taken just because it was a cheap thrill. Getting up off the troll, Sage walked over to the girl who was passed out on the sidewalk from when the troll had roughly knocked her down. She looked to be in her late teens or early twenties. Scooping her up in his arms he already knew he what he needed to do. Although he'd absorbed all the trolls' energy, he was still kind of hungry, and was in the mood for something sweet to take his mind off Eliza. Hopefully when the girl awoke she would be alright and would be a consenting dessert before he sent her off somewhere safe, after wiping her memory, of course. Looking over to the troll again, Sage noticed the area they were in wouldn't be deserted for long. It was the type of area where the drug addicts like to dwindle, and criminals had free reign. He would have to make a quick phone call to clean up the mess before anyone saw. He readjusted the girl in his arms and threw her over his shoulder, shimmering in the night. ~vVv~ "Oh it took your pretty boy asses long enough to get here." Jackson's and Tony's captain said upon them arriving. "Ahh captain I am so flattered that you finally notice on how pretty I am, after all this time I felt like my efforts are futile." Jackson said sarcastically. "Yeah, I know what you mean brother. I have my uniforms altered even tighter just so he can notice my awesome pecks, and sweet biceps, I am now glad that it has finally paid off." They both joked to each other. "Hush it you two. This is a hostage situation, not amateur joke night at some sleaze ball dump night club." "Well captain you are the one that started it." Jack said in sing song voice. He quieted it down when his captain gave him an angry glare, but the smirk was still there. "Oh come on captain, I was just teasing, and making fun, hell we are going to need it in this type of situation. So what's going on?" "Well you wouldn't believe me if I told you. But some morons dresses up as Mr. Hyde and decided to take the audience hostage. They calm they can do some real damage if they don't get what they want." "What do they want?" this came from Tony. "Don't know. I am dumbfounded at the fact that somebody want to hold a theater hostage, I mean what's the point?" with a quick second, Jackson was able to get a read on the whole situation at hand. Apparently, a few theatre actors where putting on the stage performance of Dr. Jekyll, and Mr. Hyde for a small group of theatre major's, and everything turn for the worse when four of the actors actually turn out to be the murderous Mr. Hyde himself, and decided to hold the audience hostage. For whatever reason why, he does not know. His scans were interrupted when another loud boom came from the building. Everyone that was chattering went dead silent at the noise, and was quick to pull their guns out; while Jackson and Tony did the same thing. All of the police force just stood there quiet waiting on orders from their captain, until there was another loud boom came from the building. This time around it was accompanied by screams. People were in there dying of horrible deaths, and no one had any solution to fix it, except for Jackson. Something within him was just tempted to run in there, and play hero. "Captain what are the orders?" one officer said. "Hold fire til my command. We have no idea what's going on, and we can't go in there blindsided." "But sir we can't be foolish enough, and just sit here when there are innocent lives at stake. There should be at least one of us to find out what they want." "Yeah, that would be a good idea, so I can tell another family this week that their loved has died in the line of duty. No one should make any move until my command, is that clear." "Crystal clear." Another officer said. "Are you that fucking dense or what captain? You can't just sit here and do nothing while there are so many lives that can end instantly. Somebody needs to go in, and do something." "And who that person might be hotshot? Is there some super hero coming down to earth and save us, huh? Will superman or batman come in just in the knick of time to defuse this situation? Watch your fucking tone with me boy, and stay behind the lines." 'Boooooooom' this time around the noise was louder, and was again accompanied with even more screams. Jackson could smell fresh blood fill his nostrils, and panic set in. He could see the few dead bodies laying there in their own blood at the hands of these monsters. "Damn it captain there's already a body count racking up in there, somebody needs to go in there and do something before it gets worse." And with those words Jackson saw the attempted murder of a young boy and his mother. The fear in their eyes was too much for him to bear, and before he knew it, Jackson was running towards the building with such ferocity, that no one could stop him. The angry yells of his captain shouting his name was a distant memory behind him, as he finally made his way into the building before: 'Booooooom' was all he heard, before falling to the ground. He saw the hideous face, of a large disfigured humanoid like beast stalk over to him, with salvia dripping from its fangs. The last thought he had before passing out was: "Damn, that was a dumbass move." * Okay everyone I will stop until next time. Until then you can follow me on Twitter for updates, and other things I be jabbering about. Just type in # Queen_Vicki05. Dark Serenity Ch. 05 "Damn that was a dumbass move." Jackson kept saying to himself at loud. He pretty sure the creatures did not understand what he was saying due to the lack of crying from the hostages. He knew what type of monster it was the moment he ran into the building, but yet he still had to take precaution on how he would end its life, and the others that crawl from under the rock with him. With a sudden burst of energy he was on his feet ready to fight for the innocent. Reaching into his pants leg uniform, he pulled out a very large blade. "Hunter," was all the entire leader said as he stepped closer to Jackson. The monster had Jack's complete attention, he failed to realize that the thing's comrade was sneaking up on him from behind until it was too late. The next thing, Jackson saw everything and everyone in his line of vision fading away into darkness. >~ Sage sat there in a chair next to the bed as he waited for the young girl to stir awake. He already took what he needed from the girl earlier, and healed her mind, body, and spirit Now all that was left to do was send this girl on her way home. He took a deep breath and let it slowly out.as the girl continue to rest. He contemplated should he feed tonight, and if so from whom? Then his thoughts went to Eliza, and that Big Blonde Asshole she was kissing on. He could not stop thinking about it no matter how hard he tried. The thoughts of those two kissing each other was branded in to his head. He still found himself angry with Eliza, but yet the feeling of the love he had for her was still there in his heart. He fell in love with her the moment he laid eyes on her. The way she moved on the dance floor to the thunderous beat of the music, as her little witch friend was rubbing against her made the crotch of his pants get even tighter. "Hey are even paying attention to me?" the squeal of a voice belonging to a succubus he was with that night. He long ago forgot about her the moment Eliza came into his view on the dance floor. The way she swung her head from side to side shaking off her days worry was breath taking. Her puffy, puffy red hair stood out wild from her head as she didn't give a damn who was staring at her. He could tell she was only there at the night club for herself and her friend. She couldn't care less that numerous males tried to get her attention. That's what attracted Sage to Eliza in the first place. "Well if you are not going to give me any more attention, then I will leave. You sorry excuse of an incubus." He turned his head to see the succubus leaving from his side to head over to the bar, and chatted it up with some werewolf. He finally felt relief that he now could stare in awe as this little vampire danced her troubles away. When the song finally ended the vampire and her friend went over to their tables, . It was then that he decided to make his move. Grabbing the wrist of a scantily clad waitress he quickly whispered in her ear pointing at Eliza. >~ Eliza was so grateful that her friend Bella came by to pick her up, and to hit the town. She had an awful week with the constant attacks on her, and death threats the moment she killed Matthias. A Demon King Reigning over the fourth level of hell or the Afterlife to some people. She was now leaning back against the booth she was sitting in next to Bella when a tall female waitress approach her table. "This extra bloody Mary is from that gentleman setting over there." Eliza and Isabella both slanted their head in the direction the waitress was pointing in. Eliza's vision was filled with a breathtakingly beautiful Japanese man. Although he was sitting she could tell he was tall, maybe taller than every man in the club. His facial features were strong and angular giving him that rough rugged look. He had big dark eyes with a good set of eye lashes. High cheek bones that led down to a nicely trimmed goatee, which surrounded a nice set of kissable lips. When she gave him a quick little smile showing off just a hint of a fang, he returned it with a dashing crooked smirk showing off one his larger fangs. "Oh God who is that drop dead sexy demon?" she heard Bella asked. "Sage Anzai." The waitress said. "He's a regular here, and people just adore him. Enjoy your drink ma'am." "Thank you, darling." She shot back to the waitress who was already taking orders for the couple next to them. She got one last good look at him before summoning him over with a wink, and a head gesture that suggested she wanted his attention. "What the hell are you doing?" "Bringing him over to meet me and you, so he can buy you a drink." "What?!? You can't do that. He's attracted to you not me." "All the more reason for me to test run him." "Oh dear lord Eliza, what are you trying to prove?" "That the fact he has to accept people that are close to me, and care for very much.' "Oh El that will won't-." "Well, hello my lovely. I could help but notice that you beckoned me to come over." Bella's statement was interrupted by the deep resonating tone of Sage's voice. Eliza could not help the feeling of a chilling shiver going down her spine as the gorgeous man in front of her spoke with the most delicious, deepest voice that she had heard. His voice alone caused her panties to moisten and heat to envelope her body. Her body knew that she wanted this man from the get go. Clearing her throat and leaning up placing her elbows on the table, she did her best to keep her cool. "You know, if you want to get to know me better you have to buy a drink for my friends here as well. I mean, you can't buy me without buying her one as well." "Ha-ha, Okay I 'll bite. I take it that you care about your friends dearly?" "You're damn right she does. And her friends care about her, so no funny business, Pal." He looked down at the vampire's companion for the night. She was cute, had a nice body. But he had no interest in her; it was her friend that he wanted. "Alright sweetheart, since you asked so nicely I will buy her a drink. But if only you grant me the chance to sweep you off your feet on the dance floor." 'How can I not accept his offer, this man is fucking gorgeous. And it's only one dance.' She thought as he waved his hand at the dance floor. "Sure, why not." She tried to seem nonchalant about it, but inside her stomach was doing cartwheels. Slowly getting up, she smoothed her dress down with her hands, and sauntered off to the dance floor, waiting for her dance partner to come and catch the bait. >~ Sage was mesmerized the sway of her hips when she walked onto the dance floor. The red, skin tight dress she was wearing did not help matters, . The feeling of his pants getting tighter was too hard to ignore, but he wanted to keep his cool. He felt the woman slide her slender arms around his neck as the music started to play. It was a nice slow song that set the mood just right. "Well I can feel someone is excited to see me." "Oh yeah, someone is definitely excited to feel you. To feel your smooth light honey brown skin, that puffy red hair of yours, to kiss those kissable lips with such passion, and ravage you on nights til end my sweet. You are one fine specimen of a woman." "And I can say the same for you. So, what are you anyways? I mean, I know that you are demon but I have trouble placing which one are you." "Hahhaha you are a funny little vampire, aren't you? I did not know that demons have to be labeled with labels like humans and vampires do. Well to answer your question,Sweetness, I was born of a Samurai Demon Warrior, and Succubus." "Ohhh that explains the extremely good looking looks. So this breathtakingly handsome form that I am looking at may not be your true form?" "MMM, no this is actually my true form, along with my other form. And trust me you don't want to see that one unless you really want to piss me off." "Ohh,someone has a temper, but I am not surprised since all demons I have encountered have terrible tempers." "Not all demons have terrible tempers darling, maybe it's the ones that you have encountered. Are all vampires murderous fiends that only live to suck the last drop of blood from their victims and could not give two shits about them?" "Okay, I get your point. And by the way I am not some murdering blood thirsty fiend. I don't kill my victims when I feed, and I always swipe their memory and make sure they get home safely." "Wow an upstanding vampire citizen. How refreshing. So do you also do charity work, and blood drives?" "Hmm, stop being funny, but yes I do dabble into the charity work from time to time." "Are you serious? I was completely joking. So I got myself a winner here tonight." "I would not say that too soon. You have not seen the other side of my drama filled life. And if you did, you wouldn't want to fool with me ever again." "Why do you say that? You have a crazy ex after you? Are wanted by the law, for doing something unjustified?" he said with a smirk. But his smirk died down when he saw the look of dread and despair came across her face. He noticed that her whole demeanor changed at the mention of being wanted. "You aren't, are you? You are in trouble." He could tell the girl was getting more nervous and agitated by the minute. The scent of fear was radiating off her. "Thank you for the dance, but I really have to go." But before she could even pull away to walk off Sage grabbed her wrist in a secure hold, and brought her body back to him. "Let me in sweetheart,tell me what's wrong, no harm shall befall you." He set his sight deep within her eyes making is easy to hypnotize her, gaining more access into her brain. He added an extra smoothness to his voice to make her feel comfortable with telling him everything he needed to know. He put his hand around her waist to hold her tighter, when he felt that her knees were weak. "Don't be afraid talk to me, tell what you are running from." Sage saw that the girl's eyes got hazed over, and began to widen. It was then he knew had her. "Tell me what you are running from,honey. I will not pass judgment just let me know." "Matthias' wife. Eva." He could not help the curses that slip from his mouth. Mathias and Eva a husband and wife couple, which ran half the fourth level of the afterworld. Everyone steered clear of them. They had no regard to humans, demons, or vampires. It was a known fact they would abduct humans, and other weak supernatural creatures, just for the mere satisfaction of torture on their part. They enjoyed that people were screaming in agonizing pain begging for their lives, as they stood above them with a smile on their face, knowing they have the upper hand. So if this young girl, by vampire age she had not reached a hundred yet, would mean she was easy pickings for Matthias and Eva. "Why is she looking to kill you, my dear?" "She wants revenge, when I killed her husband Matthias. Please let me I....umm...honest to God I had no other choice. He was going to kill that little boy, like he did the others if I didn't." Tears now spilled from her widened dark brown eyes "Shh....shh.. don't worry about a thing. I know exactly what you went through, and the others as well." Sage could feel the girl's pain and torment. He gently pressed her against him to calm her down after he invaded her. The moment he was inside there was no going back. He was hooked. >~ "MMM owwww, my head." Sage's flashback ended when the girl stirred awake in the bed. Getting up from his sitting position he was by the girls' side helping her lean up. Opening her eyes fully she took in the man before her, and everything that happened last night came back into her head. "OHH god, what in the hell are you man?" "Such a strange question for you to be asking after I saved your life from that horrid beast don't you think, little girl." "Yeah I know, sorry. Thank you for saving my life last night. My mother told me never take that way home from work and I did it anyway, so if I got attacked and murdered I guess I would have deserved it. So thank you again sir. Oh man, last night did a real number on me I am drained." "Yeah well you should be, I did that." Her eyes widen with surprise, and fear crossed her features. "What?!" "After that little incident last night, I needed to feed, actually I was on my way to find a more suitable meal until I heard you screaming for help." "What!? There is no food joint in that area. The Burger King was like fifteen miles away from were where there, so you must have been really lost dude, but thank you so much for saving me that...that... that whatever the hell it was. What's your name by the way, so I can thank my knight in shining armour?" "It's Sage. But within a few minutes it would not matter because you will not remember any this from this or what happen last night." "Of course I will remember it. It's going to be pretty fucking hard to forget a night like that, with you flying out the sky coming to rescue me from some troll looking thing trying to attack me. The only thing I am trying to figure out, how the police will believe me when I tell them what happened to me last night." Reaching out he let his fingers roam over her face very gently. He traced her lips down to her neck where he stopped to give it a little massage. She moaned at the smoothing sensation he was causing. "Oh no sweetheart, you won't be going to any police to report anything. In fact the moment I call you a cab you will go straight home and forget about last night. In fact you were never there, what transpired last night was just an awful nightmare due to too much partying with friends and alcohol, got it?" "Got it." She said hazily "Good, now let's get you home safely." And with that his compulsion ended when the girl gingerly slummed back onto the bed how she was before. >~ "It's hard, everything is so fucking hard when you are trying to fight for everything that is ungodly and evil in this world. Seeing innocents die day in and day out because monsters that are roaming the world didn't think twice else about them, whether they are human or not." "But I will not take this laying down because I shall always fight for what's right the world, for what's always should be innocent. These beasts that are holding me back shall not stand a chance to see me fall to their knees in mercy, that won't happen." With new found motivation Jackson willed himself from his unconscious state. He would not idly set by while innocents met their untimely end, especially after he put on a show of heroism in front of his captain and fellow officers by running into a building like he was some kind of Captain America. "How does it feel to meet your end hunter? Or better yet, how does it feel to know that you would die failing at playing hero in front of all these people, huh?" The beast said standing in front of him. "I don't know, but has anyone ever told you, that your breath is terrible? I mean good God Almighty you can knock a gargoyle off their feet with that breath." Jackson heard a few giggles coming from some of the hostages. The look on the creature's face told him that he did not like that comment at all. "Oww, fuck." Jackson shouted in pain as Jekyll's back hand came flying across his face. The pain was intense but he knew it would not last long. "Watch your mouth hunter, before I put it to good use." "You watch yours; you are showering me with acid spit. Can you please at least chew some got damn gum?" "Do I need to crack his ribs to keep him quiet? For a pesky little human you sure do talk a lot for his own damn good." "No you just hold him still. I would like to be the one to teach him some manners." "Or better, yet how bout I teach you, ya fucking prick." A booming voice came out of nowhere. "Nigel?!" it took no time for Jackson to recognize the voice that suddenly appeared. "How the hell did this one get in?" "It does not matter because you going to be dead before your head can hit the ground." "Oh we shall see. Awwww." Jackson's heart went up into his chest as he saw the Jekyll charge at his commanding captain of The League. Nigel wore a cool, calm expression on his face the whole time. And at the moment he thought Nigel would be forever lost to the dead; with one motion of his right arm he took an dagger slid it quickly across Jekyll neck. It's head came smoothly off dropping with a loud thud and roiling over to the wall. Blood spurted from its neck like a geyser. When his body slumped to the floor, that's when Nigel looked up at the monster that was holding Jackson. "You can either let him go, or end up like your friend here, or I can just kill you anyways." Jackson felt the tight grip around his waist loosen as the monster released him. The moment he was set free he took the opportunity to send his elbow shooting back into the monster's face. It doubled over in pain. The moment he turned around he did not waste any time giving a good kick to the face. Sending him flying back on his ass. reaching into is ankle band he pulled out a dagger, trying to finish the job until Nigel stopped him. "Wait don't kill him. We still have no answers as too why they did this. Leave that fucker alive for questioning. And you have to think about all these people." "Are you serious? These fuckers just killed innocent people. They only deserved to be castrated. We should not leave this maggot to do the same thing he did tonight. Him and his buddies." "I have already have care of his friends. They were easy, just like the leader here. But look on the brightside Jack, once we get done questioning him best believe the treatment he did upon these innocents will be nothing compared to what I will do to him." He looked up at Nigel and saw that he had evil grin again, like whenever they would bring in crocks for questioning, especially the ones that deserved it. "Now, get up take care of these hostages and get some rest when you go home, you look like shit." Rolling his eyes and letting out a frustrated breath. "Fine, but don't go easy on this guy. Give him the whole ten yards." Jackson said turning to the hostages. One by one he easily erased their memories. >~ Eliza walked home in a daze. From reliving the tragic event of her parents, and grandmother, and ending in a conflicting situation with two men that she both cared about. She stepped through threshold of her door and threw her keys on a nearby table, and slowly disrobed, shedding every piece of clothing she had on. She sauntered her way into the kitchen opening up the fridge to retrieve a bag of O-Negative . Upon taking opening up the bag and taking a sip, her cell phone rang. Without even thinking about it she answers her phone. "Hello?" "Eliza, darling how are you?" A chill went straight up her spine at the smooth enchanted voice that was her sire. "Josephine, how are you, my mistress?" "Just fine my dear. And I wish to say that I am sorry that the past still hurts, and I still it gets better over time." "Thank you." "But that's not the reason why I am calling. I am calling to remind of the Queen's annual ball Friday night and our meeting with the queen." "Oh shit I forgot about that." "What have I told you about cursing young lady." "Sorry, my lady mistress. I have been too wrapped up these last few days that I have forgotten about the ball." "It's quite alright dear, I understand, that this whole week might have been very trying on you, but my dear this ball is not to be missed, do you understand?" "Yes, I understand I will be there. I just hope to find something to wear in time, and find a decent date." "Hahahaha, oh ma'cher I am pretty positive that good looking man would not mind attending with you to the ball, maybe even an open minded hunter? Well anyways,sweet pea I have business to attend too. I will see you Friday night." Dark Serenity Ch. 05 "Haha, oh okay wait, what?" Eliza said letting what Josephine finally hit her.She hung up the phone with a slight smile on her face. To her, it was always nice to hear from her maker once in a while. She took her bag of O-Negative, and poured it into a crystal glass. She let the fresh cold aroma filled her senses. Taking the glass, she headed into her room to finish off her dinner and turn in for the night. >~ "Jacksoooonnnn, mmmm Jackson you feel so divine." "Mmmm do I? sweetheart, mmmm you are not so bad yourself, my sweet little bloodsucker." Jackson could feel the softest luke warm hands rub against his chest as she straddle his hips. He could feel her wet pussy lips just hovering above his own cock, and the sweet slow rocking sensation she doing against his cock. "MMm baby that feels so good, keep going." "OHHhhhhh Jackson, I have dreamed of this moment since the first day I met you. To have you all to myself, Jackie boy." He could feel her starting to rock against him, and her sweet sensual mouth peeked out the fangs he reluctantly found so attractive. "Stop teasing, you little harlot, and ride me." She did not waste any time at his request, and impaled herself on his cock. The feeling was memorizing, and so intoxicating. He felt arch up inside her as she began rocking faster. He could feel both getting excited in the heat of the moment. "OHHHHH, Jackson, Jackson, Jaaacccccckkkkkssssoooonnnn, Jaacccckkkksssssooooonnnnn. JACKSON. WAKE. YOUR ASS UP He was jolted awake by the booming voice of his best friend and partner Tony. "Tone, what the hell are you doing in my home in the middle of the night?" "Wow you must be real tired and drained. It's a beautiful sun shiny day outside, and you think it's night time." He said going over to the thick heavy curtains, pulling them back. Jackson shielded his eyes from the bright sunlight with his hands. "Oh god" Jackson said as he sat up in the bed.He could feel the covers that were covering him fall to the floor as he sat up. "Wooohhooo, who got you rock hard this morning?" "What?!?" "You are sporting a huge boner, my friend. Who were you having a wet dream about? C'mon tell me." Tony said setting down on the bed next to him. "You promise you won't blow a gasket if I do tell?" "Naw dude, you're my boy, you can me anything." Jackson sat there perplexed for a while debating whether he should spill the beans. After a moment of deliberation he finally spoke up. "It was about a vampire. A cute little black vampire." He looked at the face of his friend made. It was a look of confusion, and disgust. "You can't be serious, are you? Jackie, please tell me you are joking?" "See this is the reason why I was hesitant to tell you. You are supposed to be my friend my homeboy, and you turn your nose up at me for having a wet dream about a vampire. I mean it's not like I will ever meet her again. It was just a silly dream." Tony felt a small pang of guilt in his belly. "Look I did not mean to belittle your little fantasies of a bloodsucking fiend, I am just weirded out that you would be turned on by some monster." "She's not a monster okay. Actually the only few minutes we have been together I could tell there was nothing but good inside her, well despite her nature, but that's not the point." "Actually it is the point, asshole. You have been with this person for what like five whole minutes; you can already tell that she's a good person? You said it yourself, Jack it's in her nature to be a damn monster." Jackson hopped out of bed, and rolled his eyes at his friend. "You sure are one judgmental prick for getting upset for having a wet dream, over an attractive woman. Have you ever thought that there might be something more to me than meets the eye?" His friend gave him a confused look. "What?" "You know what, never mind. What brings you here in the butt crack of morning?" "Chief wants us down at the station within the hour, and I was thinking that maybe afterwards we can go and shoot some hoops." Jackson turned his head to the nightstand table to see it was nine thirty a.m. He turned back to his friend and gave him a shrug. "I don't know maybe. I was thinking that I could practice with my Samurai swords for bit, then do some cardio." "Alright fine. I will be waiting outside for when you're done getting dressed." Tony said standing to his full height. "Ok, fine. I will be out there within twenty minutes." Slowly and gradually, Jack made his way to the bathroom. He turned the shower on cold at full speed, and stepped underneath the spray. After a few minutes of being in a freezing cold shower, his erection still would not go down. "FUCCCCKKKK." He had no other alternative but to take measures into his own hand for now. "Tony's just going to have to wait." He said as he reached down grabbed his cock, moving it into an up and down motion. He continued this action until he finally felt himself seized up and he started to climax. Rope after rope went flying into the shower wall. He slumped himself against the wall to brace himself. "Oh Eliza. Oh baby, mmmmm. If only, If only." >~ Eliza walked into the café this morning feeling a little better than she did yesterday. "Hey Liz." "Hello, Bell. What do you have planned for the day?" "Nothing much, just hiring three new employees. And I am so glad that you are here to help with interviewing process." "Ok that's fine." Eliza said, getting for the day. She set her purse and keys on the coat rack. The moment she was about to put her apron on, a familiar scent caught her attention. When the café doors open with the dinging sound, and that familiar scent came in like a whirlwind, and her beautiful, huge, blonde hunter was standing there looking at her. "Well it looks like we meet again." He said with that deep smooth delicious voice of his. "Umm I guess we. Ummm...hahaha." Eliza wanted to kick herself at acting like a little school girl. She was a vampire for Christ's sakes, a child of the night, she should not be this awkward around him. "Well hello gorgeous, what can I do for you today, Officer?" Jackson and Eliza both looked at Bella with a huge grin on her face. "I...ummm.. just came in to get something to eat. A friend of mine told me about this place, and I thought I could try it." When Jackson went in for the meeting this morning, both him and Tony had no idea that the meeting would last for three hours, then had to do patrolling the area today. He really had no intention of doing anything after the meeting, but a few fellow officers came down with a bad case of food poisoning. When there was nothing going on in his jurisdiction, not even a petty crime, he decided to step in Snacky Cakes for quick bite. Upon stepping he was pleased with who he saw. His little vampire. "Ummm if you don't mind, sweetheart, I would like for Eliza to serve me, please." "Ugh damn Eliza, why are so damn lucky? Very well, then." "Ok umm what can I get you?" Eliza made her way behind the counter, prepared to do whatever he asked her to do. "Other than you, Sweetcheeks, I'll have your guys' most popular sandwich." "Well ok, that will be the chicken BLT. What can I get for you?" "Does that girl know you are a vampire?" "Yes she does, why?" "Use your vamp speed to make it, and come sit down and have a chat with me." Eliza's heat fluttered at the fact that he was much more of a predator than she was, or will ever be. He was strong direct, and had a dominating personality that she enjoyed so much in a man. Within a flash she was gone. And less than two minutes she appeared again with a hot juicy chicken BLT on a plate with chips to the side. After he was done eating, they sat there and chatted for a while. They talked about things other than their personal lives, which was good. She found herself so engrossed with him, that she got interrupted by his radio. "I'll be there in a minute. Well it's sad to leave you on such short notice, but I have to go, doll face. Thank you for the sandwich, and your time." He said winking at her. "Wait, before you go, what are you doing tomorrow night?" "Ummm nothing, why?" "Because, I know that you are hunter and all, but I am hoping that you are at least open minded enough to attend a vampire ball?" Jackson had to step back for a minute. He could not believe what she just asked him to do. He was a hunter, he hunted down creatures like her, but then again she was not like all the other creatures he hunted down. He saw a flicker of sadness in her eyes. "I'll understand if you don't--." "Nonsense I will go, but please don't expect me stay long, and be docile, when someone tries to fuck with me. Ok? A sheepish smile spread across her face at his reply. "Ok." "Cool. Well I have to go, see you tomorrow, at what time?" "Six pm." "Alright, doll face, see you then." Dark Serenity She had seen so many black men swinging in trees just because a white woman had pointed her finger at him for the simple sake of doing so. The white woman's beauty had really been put up on a pedestal ever since Birth of an Nation came out and their counterparts did their best to keep it that way. But then again this was her first time meeting her angle. With a stuttering voice she finally responded, "Yes sir I will do my best." As she was turning away to finish her job she saw a few angry stares and not a few surprised stares. The angry ones came from the white women, while the surprised ones came from the men. They were angry that a white man would visibly touch her in a kindly manner and give her a warming smile. Hell, they were surprised at the simple fact that he would even touch and smile at heart all. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Later that night the party eventually dwindled down a bit and pretty soon the guests started leaving. She was in the kitchen helping her mother clean after she was done with the kitchen she headed to the ballroom to clean up there. When she arrived she was shocked at the huge mess everyone had left. Balloons, confetti, broken glass, napkins, and food scraps were all over the place. Someone was even courteous enough to leave her a puddle of vomit in the corner of the room. Letting out a sigh she grabbed the broom and started cleaning. Mrs. Smith said she wanted everything clean by the time she woke up. Not only that she wanted them to stay overnight because she had a guest spending the night, and they needed a big breakfast in the morning. It had been a very long day she had woke bright and early to finish up the dresses for the female Smiths, had to clean up before the guests arrived, make the food for them, and afterwards she had to clean up. In order to get all this done she had to wake up at eight o'clock and was officially with everything until two thirty. She was glad that the Smiths had their dinner and that it only lasted for five hours. She and her mother both felt their muscles ache with pain by the time they fell into the guest bed. Once her body went to the mattress she instantly went to her dreamland. The dreamland consisted of beautiful unicorns prancing around as she sat on a rock by a calming creek. It was a glorious day and the sun was smiling down upon her with such warmness. She was enjoying herself all too much, when she heard a small tree branch crack in the woods behind her. She jumped off of the big rock and picked up a big stick, ready for whatever came her way. When the small little fairy child came into view she lowered the stick back down to the ground and gave a breath of relief. "Come Eliza your gentleman awaits." The little fairy child said before giggling and skipping off into the woods, with that Eliza was behind the child excited by her mystery gentleman. She followed behind as the child continued to skip and dodge every thing that was in its way. "Ms Eliza, keep up, he is getting anxious, and watch out for the pixies." "Pixies? What pixies?" as soon as the question left her lips her face smacked into a little light blue creature with big sparkly blue wings. She thought she had hurt the small little thing but the pixie proved her just the opposite when it started to laugh. The pixie then swept down and whispered into the child's ear, and the child started to laugh. "What so funny?" "You thought you had hurt a pixie, but you can never hurt a pixie. Even though they are small, they are a very strong." The child giggled and skipped faster. "Hurry we are almost there." They continued to skip until her legs got sore but she didn't care, she was having too much fun. In fact she was having so much fun that she didn't realize her skipping trip came to a stop. "We are here, Miss Eliza, there is your gentleman. Oh but wait." In a blink of an eye the ratty maid uniform she had had on before was gone and in its place was a beautiful soft pink fairy gown. The material was smooth and soft up against her skin. The scent of lilies caught her attention, and she felt something on her head. Reaching up she founded a crown made from lilies. Now she really felt like a princess ready to see her prince. Once her transformation was complete, she looked up ahead to see a tall blonde man standing with his back towards her, underneath a tall altar with vines and flowers covering it. When she took a step she stepped on a twig making it snapped. He turned around to face her and her breath caught in her throat, it was the man from the party. With a huge smile on her face she ran up to him. He let out a hearty laugh when he saw her coming. "It took you long enough sweetness, I have missed you so much." He said leaning down to kiss her forehead. "Come lets dance." Magical soft music began to play, and a huge dance floor appeared. As they began to dance Eliza couldn't believe this was happening to her. Just for that few seconds coming in contact with that tall blond haired man at the party she felt this pull. She wanted him, but was afraid to have him. She would have never thought in a million years that white men such as the man she met would be interested in a black girl and not to mention that he was dancing with her. She rested her head against his shoulder, enjoying the effect he had on her. The dancing seem to last for an eternity, but she didn't care it was peaceful, hypnotic, and everything else good wrapped up in one. Yes she was having the time of her life until she notice the blood smeared on his shoes. Taking stock of the situation, she couldn't help but notice there was blood on his pants. She took a step back to tell him so, but the words never came. Half of his face was covered in blood; his nicely pressed dress shirt was bloody. She was too dumbfounded for words. "Honey what's wrong, why did you pull away from me? Come back here." He extended his right hand and that was covered in blood as well. Taking a few steps backwards she was about to run until he grabbed her. "Don't you dare run away from me. There is something you should know about me. I am not a very good person, actually I am a horrible person, I have taken many lives just for the sake of doing so, and I enjoyed it, I love being who I am and what I have done." "But Eliza despite what you are, and where you came from there is something special about you, and I like that. I will admit I am a monster but will you be able to accept that." "NO!" she said with her knee hitting his groin. And took off running. He doubled over in pain grabbing his family jewels. Once he caught his breathe he shouted out her name. "ELIZA, ELIZA COME BACK, ELIIIIIIIZZZZZZZZAAA." His voice faded into the distance, but she kept hearing her name being called. "ELIZA, ELIZA, ELIZA wake up girl. It's six o'clock and we need to start making breakfast. Hurry, go get yourself cleaned up, we have big breakfast to prepare." Her mother said. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* After she was done bathing herself and puting on fresh clean cloths she hurried down to the kitchen to help her mother with the cooking. They had to cook twenty pancakes from scratch, make about twenty-four biscuits, make the sausages, grits, and potatoes, cut up fresh fruit, and make fresh squeezed orange juice. By the time everything was done they had set the table, and placed all the food in the middle. Everything was done perfectly. The dishes were clean, the eating utensils were nice and shining, and the crystal glasses were spotless. The Smiths and their guest should be happy with everything. The Smiths came down all at once dressed and ready to start their day. Mr. Smith was an accountant and deacon to a big church family, Ms. Smith was a teacher at a whites only school, and Sally Ann, their only child, who just reached eighteen, was going to do something that Eliza couldn't recall or didn't care to recall. They chatted about the dinner party last night while they were making their way to breakfast. They talked about how good it was to see old friends, and they talked about how awful it was. But they talked about the fact that Jackson openly touched Eliza at the party. Not only that he smiled at her, and people weren't too happy about that. "Why are you worried darling? You acting like Jackson will end up marrying the nigger girl and run off into the sunset. Well he ain't he loves his position in the Klan way too much for that. Besides what respectable white would do with a nigger anyways beside fuck and leave them, he can't do nothing with her Susan." "Robert, don't use such language in front of our child." "AH hell Susan she's eighteen now and she needs to know this. Sally Ann you are more worthy of every man's attention even black men. Do you know why? I tell ya why it's because you are white. You are a white woman, a beautiful white woman now that you have grown. Every man on the planet earth will always desire you, and the black woman is the ones that want what you have, but can never get it." "And what they want from us?" "Innocence, virtue, beauty, the right to get a job that doesn't involve cleaning, the right to walk freely knowing that their men will do anything to protect their virtue. You see the black woman got the mark of Jezebel, that's why they are so envious now. They are tainted creatures that will always want what you have. Remember that." "Thank you daddy. So where's Uncle Jackson? He disappear early last night and wasn't here this morning." "Oh he went to make a darkie pay for a terrible crime he committed. An innocent white came into the church and said she was raped by a black man." "OH my god that's awful. Whoever he caught, did he really do it?" "Does it matter? If he did or didn't he had it coming all of them have it coming." They all sat in silence for a while until they heard a knock on the door. Without being asked too Eliza emerged from the kitchen and went to greet the Smiths visitor. There stood Mr. and Mrs. Vermont with a middle age Romania woman behind her. "Move out the way gal." the lady said, pushing Eliza out the way as she headed towards the breakfast room with the woman and Mr. Vermont right behind her. "Lena it's so nice of you to join us." She heard Mrs. Smith say from the other room. "Eliza, Martha don't just stand around and do nothing go into the kitchen and get the Vermont's something to drink." "Oh it's no need for that, after what I have seen last night with your lazy maid, I have decided to bring my own personal maid over to prepare my food. If that's ok with you of course?" "Oh that's just fine Lena. Have a set and tell me all about your new maid." "Well as you know the previous help I had was no good at all. All those damn darkies were lazy good for nothing, won't even work from sun up til midnight like they use to, and on top of that we have pay them too. So that's why I got me a little gypsy woman. She works hard unlike them and don't complain unlike most of these niggers around here, and I don't have to give her anything except a nice warm bed to sleep in." Eliza and Martha stood there and listened. Susan pricked up with all the good news as her best friend was going on about the maid she had. Her husband on the other hand had just come in and sat down to eat without a word. Both just sat and ate while the two wives went on about their lives. For the longest time Eliza and her mother just stood there waiting to be dismissed to go do more work that was required of them. When they heard knocking on the door Susan ordered Martha to retrieve the visitor, while Eliza stayed still, in her place. A few seconds later Jackson came into the room where everyone was. He looked disheveled and messy. He stood there taking Eliza in with his gaze. She was pretty for a black, no scratch she was beautiful for any woman. Mrs. Smith noticed this and sent Eliza into the kitchen to squeeze more fresh orange juice. He could tell that she had white blood in her due to the fact that she had red nappy hair, she was light skinned with a dusting of freckles on her cheeks, the simple fact was her mother had to be a half-breed. He wonder, what was that white man thinking when he laid up with her mother. Why was he crazy enough to have a baby by a black woman? But then when he first saw Eliza last night he saw why? She was too cute for words, or what his father used to say, too cute for a black woman. She had this certain essence about her pulling him in, when she came to offer him something to eat at the party. His wondering ceased about her when he heard his brother speaking to him. "Did you take care of that problem last night Jack?" his brother said "Sure in the hell did." Jackson said with a big smile upon his face. "Me and the boys found out where he lived kicked down the doors, beat him with an inch of his life, hog tied him, and lynched him in the biggest oak tree we could find. It took us all fucking night to find a good sturdy branch, but when we did Dave cut his pecker off, we then poured tar on him, and torched him like the morning sun." "You should've been there brother, his body went up in flames the moment we set fire to it. We brought the girl that he raped, so she could witness the man who ruined her life, truth is, she wasn't even sure we got right man or not, but in the end it doesn't matter, because they all look the same to me." "Who was the girl he raped?" Mr. Vermont asked "Donna Walters. Robbie's wife" "OH shit Jack you just might've killed a nigger for nothing, everyone knows she let anybody get a chance to mess around with her. She's not that far from being an Oh' Johnny girl. I just feel bad for Robert though. She must have gave it to him real good in order for him to put a ring on her finger." Mr. Smith said nonchalantly. "Well if she did crawl into that man's bed willing or unwilling, he deserve what he got. He was probably thinking of the mere fact of touching a white woman, and the law in South Carolina will always protect the women from potential danger. Did you not see Birth of a Nation? That's a damn good example." Jackson said "Yeah" they all said together. "The director was trying to warn us about these niggers around here. The men are thinking awful thoughts about our women, and who knows what the women are thinking about us? It is best, as the superior race that we keep them in their place. We have to keep them at the bottom and any other race for that matter." Martha was stunned at what she just heard. These people were openly having a conversation about killing a black man for what might be a false accusation. She had been used to white people calling her names such as half nigger, half-breed, mutt, dog, and sometimes sand-nigger because often times people confuse her with a foreigner. So many times Martha had wanted to up leave and take her daughter with her. But then reality would always sink in, she had little to no education, she was a half-breed woman who didn't know her white father. And the only skills she possessed were cooking cleaning and sewing. If she quit on the Smiths now she and Eliza would no longer get their income to help keep a roof over their heads. Despite her husband being a preacher that's still wasn't enough to bring in the money they needed. She prayed to God that something better would come along, and she didn't have to keep cooking, cleaning, and making clothes. People don't understand how hard she worked. Her hands began to knot up, and come in into unwilling fists at how hard she worked, but she could do nothing about it now, but just pray that her daughter would never become a maid by the time she was her age. She thanked God that her younger sons were in Canada. "Martha go into the kitchen and fetch us some more grits and orange juice. And tell that girl of yours to fix Jackson's room up for him. He had a very long and tiring night." "Yes sir Mr. Smith." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Back in the kitchen Eliza was having too much fun with the middle aged woman. When she first saw the woman she assumed that she didn't speak English judging her by her skin color and the clothes she wore. She instantly kicked herself for thinking that. She was judged all the time by her skin color why would she do it to anybody else that showed kindness. She also found out that the woman was working for the Mayor of South Carolina for free as well, which was very odd to her. When the woman spoke she had an English and French accent and spoke with such a proper tone. She found the woman was well educated about everything there was to know about. She was good with numbers, she talked about the black plague, Anne Boyleyn, King Henry, Napoleon, talked about how much of an idiot Columbus was and Queen Elizabeth as if she knew these people personally. Not only that but the woman spoke fifty different languages as if that was possible and the woman gave her a taste when she switched from Chinese, Japanese, Cambodian, Thai, Russian, French, Arabic, Swedish, and Greek. The woman could go on with all the different languages, but Eliza's head began to hurt with all the things she was learning from this woman. The woman even talked about the many houses she had whenever she traveled and the jewels she possessed. She got a glimpse of her fine jewels when she saw the blue diamond earrings the woman was wearing. How could anyone not, they were huge. So that brings to mind the question she was just itching to ask. "May I ask you a question ma'am?" "Yes, sweet little darling." "If you are so educated, speak these different languages, have many houses, and fine jewelry. Why are working for the Vermont's for free?" "Who said I was working for them for free, child." "Mrs. Vermont and you just said that you were working for the Mayor for free." "AAhh is that what I said now? I like you very much, cher, but you are yet very hard of hearing. I have never said I work for the Vermont's for free, the woman said I was, and as for the Mayor, he is going to pay a hefty price." "Huh, I am not understanding you ma'am." The woman just laughed "I know but in due time you will. Lets just say in the end I will get what I came for, and then some. Now if you excuse me I have to take juice to the Vermont woman." On her way out, Martha stepped through the kitchens doors with a disgusted look on her face. "Mamma what's wrong? Why are you looking like that?" "I just heard something, that I don't want to hear ever again. Eliza listen to me, Mr. Smith order you to go clean up Jackson's room. Once you are done please do not stick around and talk to this man, avoid this man at all costs, and please do not get trapped up in his web. He is a horrible man." "Mamma why are you saying this to me?" "Because I heard you dream about him last night, and there only one reason why a woman will be dreaming of a man she just met that doesn't involve money. Now go upstairs clean his room in a hurry and then leave as soon as possible, ok." "OK" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Eliza was almost done with cleaning the room Mr. Smith's brothers or Jackson used from what she heard. She was tidying up the bed when she heard the bedroom door slam shut. Jumping with a scream she turned around to face the person that just came in. Jackson stood there with a pile of dirty clothes in his arms. "Hello there, Eliza that is your name correct." He said discarding the clothes to the floor. "UM yes it is why?" "Has anybody told you, you shouldn't look a white in the eye and ask unnecessary questions?" he said taking a few steps to her. Taking a few steps back trying to put a distance she rambled "Yes I have heard but pleas—" "shhh don't say anything and listen, that's another thing don't ever back talk your superiors, you should always shut up and listen. Now before you got all mouthy I was going to tell you looked very pretty today with your nappy red hair pined back." Dark Serenity "Th.... thank you sir." "And another thing whenever a man of such class like myself, you should be grateful that he is talking to you, and stop trying to runaway from him." He said jerking her forward "Its very rude of you, especially when you are beneath me. You didn't even apologize for your rudeness." She was scared now; he had grabbed both of her arms and pulled her so close to him she felt like she was suffocating. "I am so sorry sir please may I go now. I promise my rudeness will never happen again." "I am pretty sure it won't." as he let go of her arms he grabbed her face and kissed her hard. She was struggling for release, struggling for air, and just plain struggling. Despite him being a beautiful man, his breath smelled awful, like he was drinking whiskey non-stop, and his kisses tasted even worse. In any other setting she would have loved this, but not now. He tasted and smelled like whiskey and she kept smelling smoke on him like he had been somewhere with a lot of fire. She started beating his chest to let her go, but it was no use. She was a 5'1" petite black woman that weighed 94 pounds trying to fend of man that stood over her at 6'6" and out weighed her by well she didn't know how much he weighed, but he felt heavy. He was tall, big, and very strong. He looked like he could hold a horse over his head if he wanted too, he felt that strong. She knew one place he wasn't strong yet she thought to herself and with all the strength she could muster she kicked him in his groin just like she did in her dream. He released her and let out a loud, painful scream while doubling over. She stood surprised that she could do something like that. She hurried to the bedroom door trying to let herself out but she felt a large hand grab her ankle making her fall to the floor with a scream and a thud. "Why you ungrateful little bitch. You disrespectful little niggalet of a Jezebel, I was giving you what I know every black woman wants, and you go and hurt me like that, how dare you." He said turning her to face him. She was scared, tears in her eyes. He climbed over her small body and started fumbling with her maid uniform trying to take it off. This could not be happening to her. Her use to be dream man was going to take advantage of her. 'He can't do this to me; I will not let that happen.' She knew her struggling wouldn't do anything to this man but make him giggle, she took her free hand and clawed at his face with her long nails and kicked him in his groin again. This time he was in real pain with his face and groin hurting. With no time to spare she got up and ran out of the bedroom. By the time she ran down the hallway and reached the stairs she saw the Smiths and Vermont's making their way the stairs. "What happen we heard screaming?" With tears still in her eyes she did her best to explain what happen. "he...he.. tried to...' Before she could even finish Jackson ran out of the room towards them. "The little jezebel attacked me that's what." "NO! I did not he tried to rape me." "You are a fucking liar and you know it. She came on to me offering sexual services, and when I turned her down she attacked me, see look at my face, the little bitch scratched me." When they saw the scratch marks on his face they gasped. "How could one so little do harm to such a big man." Mrs. Vermont said "I'll tell you how. The mark of Jezebel, all black women have it, my father has been telling me this since I was a child. I have tried to ignore it for the longest time and thought of it as untrue but looking at my little brother right now, my father was right." "But I didn't do anything please believe me I have no marks of this Jezebel woman whoever she is." Eliza said crying. "SHUT UP AND STOP CRYING" Mrs. Smith yelled at her. "You have caused enough trouble for the day and enough pain for this family. You are lazy, you can't cook, you day dream all day long, can't work fast enough like we tell you, complain to much, and your sewing skills are slipping." "What do you mean slipping the dress she you and Sally Ann were beautiful, did you not hear the compliments you received last night?" Mrs. Vermont said "It does not matter, she and her mother needs to go now. Go get your mother and the both of you leave my house this instance. Your services are no longer needed." "What about lunch and dinner." Her husband asked. "You wouldn't want her want cooking darling. You see how she attacked your brother, god only knows what she might do to our food she could poison us for all I know." "Well you been eating her cooking you didn't want to let them go after they cooked?" Mr. Vermont said. "No they need to leave now. You and your mother have ten minutes to leave this property, or I will have your black asses thrown in jail do understand me." "Yes" she said crying. This is just so unfair, why would they believe him over her, she was the one who got attacked first and almost raped. She was basically being fired for defending herself. Before she went downstairs to get her mother she caught a glimpse of Jackson. He had this little smirk on his face that made want to vomit. How can a beautiful man like that turn out to be such a monster on the inside? She thought puzzling. She walked downstairs with tears pouring from here eyes like a river. She went into the kitchen where her mother was and told her what happened. Her mother was also upset at the outcome of things and grabbed what little they had; said their goodbyes to the wonderful Romanian woman and left. This was the only job they had that helped pay the bills and now they had to struggle to find more work. They held their heads down as they walked back home. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Josephina liked the new friends she met today. They were sweet, warm, and full of life. Despite the many things they endured from people day in and day out they remained upbeat and positive and the young one was so naïve about life. She actually thought it was funny that the little young one got mad when she didn't think her twenty-five years of age on this earth wasn't old. She might have thought of herself as old but when you live as long she had, then you can consider yourself old. The girl was still just a child that had to learn more about the world. She could tell the girl was sheltered, what with her father being a pastor living off the tithes of the good church people. She was only let out to cook, clean, and make clothes for a family that hated her for her skin color. On top of all that to almost get raped by a hung-over man. She wasn't surprise when the lady of the house took up for the man who had the stench of blood on him. She had been trying to get rid of Eliza ever since last night when that man had been ogled her the whole time. She just found the perfect excuse to do so. "Josephina what is taking you so long with those damn steaks hurry up I am hungry." Mrs. Vermont yelled. Letting out a chuckle Josephina was thinking of the outcome of the things that would happen in the very near future. The two arrogant families that she is so freely 'serving' and the vile disgusting people she had met will have another thing coming to them when the time comes. "Coming Mrs. Vermont your dinner is served." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Eliza sat in the front row of church with a bible in her hands praying for a better day to come. She still felt sick to her stomach at what happened two days ago. She cried until her eyes were sore. Not only was she fired, but she was fired for being almost raped. Her father was outraged when he first got wind of this. It was the first time ever that she had heard him curse like a sailor, and wanted to hit something. But deep down she knew her father could nothing about it, do nothing to protect the women he loved from those who meant them harm. He tried calling the NAACP but they were always too busy with the big time stuff such as race riots, living conditions, and fighting against Jim Crow laws. But no matter how hard they tried the NAACP couldn't be everywhere all the time. He had even written them letters about all the horrible things that were going on in South Carolina but he never got a response. They were working hard for better conditions for colored people, but they were just one organization trying to help millions of people in an extremely racist world. "I will no longer idly set by while they continue to harass our women and get away with it. I will no longer walk by an oak tree and see my fellow black man hanging from it. I will no longer keep my head down every time a white man talks to me. I shouldn't have to be accused of raping a white woman just because she said so. Me and five other black people should not have to set on the last two seats in the back of the bus." "That's right pastor, preach" one woman said from the congregation. "I shouldn't have to go in the back of restaurant to eat, I should not have to be the one to think of myself as less than a man to make them feel better about themselves. This has to end and I will do my damn best to do it. We are equal, and we should be treated as such. Our mistreatment will end today at whatever cost necessary." Charles shouted with tears in his eyes. Eliza was proud and also very scared for her father. The whole congregation went up in a roar. They all cheered with newfound hope that their church leader finally gave the colored people of Charleston, South Carolina. In fact they were so riled up they failed to realize an onlooker was peeking inside through the window and had heard everything that went on. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The old farmer was too conflicted with all the thoughts that went through his mind. One side of his brain was saying that this was a bad idea, and he had no place eavesdropping like he did and the other part was telling him to go to the authorities about the possible danger of a hostile black man. His ignorant side won when he went into the police station to report what he saw. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Are you sure about this John?" the police sheriff asked "Yes sir I am very sure. He seemed like such a good man, but now for some reason he has completely changed. I wasn't eavesdropping on him on purpose, but when I heard him ranting on when I was for my dog Bo Bo. If you don't mind me asking sir, but what will happen to him, I mean he hasn't bother anybody til now." "You don't worry about that John, now go back to your farming, I have to make a few calls to the boys." "Yes sir." With that he got up and headed to the phone and started dialing. He waited for a few seconds until the person he wanted said hello. "Jackie boy I need you to get everything ready for tomorrow night, we have something to get rid off." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Despite everything that what happened to Eliza, today was a new day. Her father gave a good sermon yesterday. When she finally arose from the bed the sun was shining through her windows down upon her. She gave out a good stretch and headed to freshen herself up for the day. She made her way downstairs to meet her mother who sat at the kitchen table with her grandmother and dad. "So what are we going to do about money, we are probably to loose our home because of what happen few days ago. Charles I mean you and Eliza are the most educated ones in the house right now, and that will damn sure get us nowhere but lower then the bottom. My sewing skills can only get us so far." "Martha you need not to worry about such things. Look the only thing we need to worry about is making things better around here. Do you know how hard it is for a colored person to get a job around here, and get paid a decent enough amount of money?" "Ray is happy making almost a dollar day. Now I know that the church can't keep a roof over our heads, but if need be we all can just move into the church if we have to." "And what about Charles and Martin when they come back from Canada. We all are going fit in that one little church. Charles we are a poor black family that's made up of nothing but females, we are going to starve to death." Martha said crying "Martha sweetie look—" whatever he was about to say was cut off by a knock on the door. "Eliza honey, get the door." She rose from her seat and left the room. At the door was the middle age Romania woman. Eliza squealed with glee. It was so nice seeing the older woman again, she had become friends with her on the day that they met, and couldn't help think about her ever since. "Hello there um, I never knew your name." "Its Josephina child. I stopped by to see how are you doing sweetness, umm are you going to invite me in?" "Um sure come in. and yes I am doing just fine despite what happened to me, can I get anything like food or something to drink?" "Oh you are such a sweet child, you stay so positive and don't let the bad things get to you, I going to keep you if you keep this up darling. You would be a wonderful addition to my family." "Oh no ma'am I don't think my parents will allow that. They already have two sons in Canada and I pretty sure they don't want to loose their daughter next." "Oh well can't say that I tried, my little cher." "Are you still working for the Vermont's?" "Yes I am. That's another reason why I came over, tonight will be my last night working for them and the Mayor and I want something very lovely to wear, do you have anything by any chance?" "I sure do, wait right here." Eliza went into her room to get the garment she had already made. Eliza loved making clothes but she didn't like doing it in a rush. The dress she pulled out was beautiful. It was made from a black velvet material that she cut into a shoulder strap, v neck dress that came to the knees. It had gold trimming around the collar, and gold trimming at the bottom of the dress. She ran the dress back downstairs for Josephina to see. When she presented the dress to her, Josephina had a big smile on her face. To say she loved the dress was an understatement. "Oh thank you so much cher." She said hugging Eliza. "Oh damn our visit have to be cut short my sweet little child until next time. You stay sweet as you are." "I will Ms. Josephina" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* As the day turned into night Eliza helped her grandmother and mother sew a quilt. While her father was out handling man business like he usually did. Stitch after stitch the quilt they were was slowly becoming a masterpiece. Her mother and grandmother were busy talking while the sun began to set. They talked endlessly about the town peoples, the rumors that came along with those towns' people and Charles of course. They knew this new plan of his would get him killed if he didn't stop. They continue their sewing until it was the grandmother's bed time. When her mother eventually got tired as well, she finished what she could and picked up the remains and put them away. She looked over at the grandfather clock to see it four thirty pm. Her father said he wouldn't be at home til seven so that means she could have an hour nap before super. She laid her body on her comfy bed and went to her dreamland. She was so caught up in her dreamland; she ignored the awful stench of something burning in the near distance. "Eliza, Eliza wake up, honey please wake up." She heard mother frantic cries. She woke the instant she heard her mother's desperate pleading. "You gots to get out of here now." "What?!? What's going on? What's happening?" "They're here, they are trying to get your father out the house. I knew he was causing trouble around, I just knew all his preaching would turn out bad. Eliza get up and let's go." Without a word Eliza jumped from her bed with her heart in her throat. She started to panic with so many thoughts running through her mind. Her mother grabbed her hand rushed her down the stairs. Once she came down the stairs her heart dropped from her throat to the pit of her stomach. In her yard was a burning cross. She stood frozen in place as reality hit her. Her mother shook her out of her frozen palce "Eliza please they are going to kill your father and maybe us too please for the love of god head to the woods." "Wait. What about grandma what happen to grandma?" "She died from fear as soon as they came an burned that damn cross calling out Charles, she had a heart attack. Now please stop asking questions and go." Martha continued to push her daughter to safety. "You will find safety in the woods, once you are safe go too your brothers and tell them I love them please Eliza. I love you." "Huh? What about you why aren't you coming with me please mamma." "Because I am an old half-breed woman that has nothing to offer the world besides cooking and cleaning, plus my mother is dead and my husbands going to die I have nothing else to live for." "But." Eliza said protesting "But nothing hurry leaves this house and leave this town there's nothing but hardship for you here. Now I am going stay here and be with my husband 'til death do us part', now please go." Her mother said with tears in her eyes. "I love you mamma, tell daddy the same." With that she turned and headed out the back door. She wasn't outside for a good two minutes when she heard windows shattered and another stench of something burning. She wanted to turn back and get her mother, but even now, as grown woman she still obeyed her parents every wish. She ran bare foot on the hard earth of the woods with no sense of direction. Twigs and rocks kept digging into her feet as she ran, her tears almost blinding her vision, but she didn't let that stop her, she continued to run. When she stoped for few seconds to catch her breath, she could hear cheers of success and screams of pain. Ducking behind a large tree not to far from her house, she saw her father on the ground in a fetal position protecting himself as he was surrounded by six Klansmen beating him to within an inch of his life. She heard more screaming from her mother as she was being dragged out of the house by her hair, kicking and screaming One man grew tired of the screaming and slapped her into unconsciousness. "Hey boys are you ready for some midnight sun." The only response he was got whooping and hollering from his fellow Klansmen. The speaker grabbed some long rope and started swinging it around while the others drank from a whiskey jug. It was then Eliza couldn't watch any more, she couldn't watch her parents get murdered. She turned around and ran again. She had ran for a good a distance until she grew tired again and leaned up against a tree to catch her breath, and process everything that just happened. She sat there with so many thoughts running through her mind. She couldn't understand why this had to happen to her, why she couldn't be born a different person, why couldn't she do anything to stop those people. She cried for what seemed like forever. She kept crying until there were no more tears to surface. She cried so hard the sound of someone approaching didn't come to her realization until that person grabbed her. She struggled for her freedom but whomever this was way to strong. "Woo hoo calm down my sweet nappy haired cherry pie, don't struggle so much you are going to make me hurt you even more." Her nostrils smelled the familiar stench of bad whiskey breath. She only got up close and personal with somebody with whiskey breath once before and now that person was probably responsible for killing her parents. Now not only was she in emotional pain, scared she had to face Jackson again. When she tried to run away from him he just grabbed her like he did that day she got fired. His eyes were blood shot red, and his breath not only smelt of whiskey but smoke as well with his Klan robe on. Dark Serenity "How did you find me? And what do you want from me? Haven't you already done enough damage to me? Pl....pl...please let me go. I have done nothing to you, and yet you have destroyed my entire life right before my eyes, you have no need for me so just let me go." "That's where you are wrong my sweet little jiggaboo." He said turning her around with her back against his massive chest. She felt something long and hard press against the middle of her back and it didn't feel like a gun either. "I know you can feel that you little black jezebel." He said rubbing erection on her back through his robe. Leaning down to her left ear he spoke with drunkenness "I have been thinking very dirty things about you since the day we met, and it's all your fault. It was all your fault that day when you got released from my brothers family." His hands traveled to her breasts where he grabbed them hard enough to make her scream out in pain. More tears fell from her eyes. "But I am going to fix that once and for all. From now on you will be my golden pussy. You will bring in all the finest men in all of South Carolina." "Yep my little seductress, you will put your jezebel skills to good use." He used his middle finger to take a few tears off ho her check and sucked them into his mouth. Then he suddenly pushed her on the ground. "But now there is some unfinished business between you and me. Open your legs." He got on the ground and turned her over to face him again This man had taken everything from her, made her feel like it was all her fault. He was going to finish what he started in that bedroom. Something told her she couldn't let this man win again. She would die if she had to. Just like before she took every ounce of strength she had in her small body and started fighting. When she started to fight back Jackson became angry and slapped her across the face, but that didn't help cool her down, she just fought more. She punched, She kicked, and she even clawed at him again, but when she spat in his face he went crazy. "AHH you disgusting little nigger bitch. You think you are too good for me how dare you think that? Oh that's it I am going to kill you just like the beast that you are." He took out his gun and aimed it at her. For those brief seconds she closed her eyes welcoming her death. She let her arms fall on either side of her waiting for the bullets to pierce her flesh, so she would be reunited with her mother, father, and grandmother in heaven. She was all too delighted to leave this awful earth, but nothing happened. There was nothing but silence, dead silence. She opened her eyes to see Jackson nowhere in sight. She looked around for any sign of him, but he was nowhere, he just vanished into thin air. "Up here my sweet little cher in the tree behind you." She looked up to see Josephina in a large tree on the highest branch dangling Jackson by the collar of his shirt in one hand and the gun in the other. Eliza gasped with shock. How did she get up there with that big man? "I'll tell you how my sweet, but first lets get rid of this thing." She said throwing Jackson across the woods. She jumped down from the big tree and landed on her feet like a cat. Eliza panicked and started to run again, but Josephina was right there in front of her. "Ho...ho...ho.. How did you do that, why were you in that tree, how did you into that tree, you just jumped down without getting hurt, you killed him, he killed my parents, grandma, he was suppose to kill me. Why?" Josephina gently raised Eliza head in her soft soothing hands and looked into her eyes they were so strange but so beautiful. They were so many different colors, and so hypnotic. She felt herself getting very sleepy. "Oh Eliza my sweet child you say you are old, but there is still so much to learn, all the questions you are asking will be answered in due time, but the first thing you should know is that my full name is Josephina Marie Chevalier and I will be your sire and you will be my youngling." "What?!" Eliza was slipping further into the old woman's eyes, and before she knew it her world went into complete peaceful darkness. That was it Eliza Lilliann Burnet was dead to the world. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector, a dark knight. Peaking under the covers Eliza turned over on her back to see the closing monologue for The Dark Knight. She lay there on her back looking at the ceiling fan hoping that this day would go easy on her but she doubted it. She had to be at work in two hours, but what she really wanted to so was lay in bed all day without interruptions. It was inevitable when she heard Jimmy Hendrix's Joe blaring from her cell phone. "Hello Sage what's is it?" Sage could hear the bitterness in her voice "You vampires never do mornings well do ya?" "We sure don't, we're not like demons that get up in the butt crack of dawn and cause all kinds if mischief we like wait til night to cause hell, plus I am not feeling so hot today. It's the anniversary of my parent's death, so why should I be all chipper?" "Oh dear you re-lived the past again did you? You told me this happens every year, I am sorry hun." "Aw don't worry about it, I will take on the day with small steps. Speaking of which I have to get ready for work." "AH yes that reminds me stay low and keep an even lower profile the hunters are going to be out tonight, along with Eva and her minions out to hunt you down so please be careful. Although I am powerful a demon I cannot protect you from her just yet, so please be very careful." "I will, and thank you so much for helping me get through this Matthias thing I really needed it." "You welcome kiddo, now get your sexy ass to work, and I will come by to check on you, ok." "Ok bye." She hung up the phone with dread, and a sick feeling began to boil in the pit of her stomach. Not only today was the anniversary of her parent's death, but she had to be on the look out for Eva. Matthias was just pure evil, hell he was to damn evil for some demons. And just for that reason she knew his wife Eva is just as bad. Finding her center piece of mind she calmed herself to not think about these things. Like always she will keep a low profile, and keep herself entertained so the day will quickly pass her by. Once she was calm, she released a breath got up and started her day. To Be Continued........