0 comments/ 8529 views/ 16 favorites Deathly Thirst Ch. 01 By: ravenwings Hi guys! Well I took a little break from writing, but started immediately when these characters were created. As you know, I don't like using an editor, I want my work to be raw. I struggled with the correct song for the story, so I ended up with The Animal. Please remember that all the characters belong to me, feel to comment! xxx ravenwings Deathly Thirst Ch. 01 Darren extended his right hand towards the computer mouse and used his index finger to click on the illuminated triangle on the screen. The computer reacted immediately and the sound of music played back from his surround sound. He turned around and leaned back into his black leather computer chair, folding his arms over his chest with and stared at me with a look of expectation with those auburn eyes of him. "This is a new and upcoming band, very underground metal." Darren explained as the rhythmic sound of guitars and drums melted thru the speakers. "Listen to it and tell me what you think." Darren said. I shifted my weight on his bed, leaned forward and guided a few strands of tousled blond hair behind my ear. I listened with attention to the smooth voice radiating between the musical instruments. "I can feel the calling again The primal need is filling me Changes are about to begin And now my blood is boiling I can see the fear in your eyes But you can't bring yourself to scream Time to shed the mortal disguise For the beast is coming to life." The smooth voice echoed in my head over and over, even after the heavy beat of the drums as the guitar picked up again. Never in my life have I heard such a raw, sadistic song before. The rhythm was just right, the voice reminded me of fire; the heat, the danger and the consequences. Instinctively I smiled to myself, knowing that I've found a new band to listen to. "Well? What do you think Ashlyn?" Darren questioned. Ashlyn raised her head and smiled back to him, "I like their music! Who is this and how did you find them?" Darren turned his chair back to his computer and guided the mouse pointer towards his E-mail program. Without that program, he couldn't keep track of all the gigs he booked for his manager's club. He didn't believe in viewing E-mail on his phone, he said a phone was made for calling and sending messages. Sometimes he can be a bit pre historic. "I got the idea to book a small rock concert at the club. With our budget, we couldn't afford booking legends, so we decided to book up and coming bands, looking for great exposure." Darren answered. He clicked a few times on the program and an E-mail from four days ago opened. He guided the pointer towards the attached documents and opened it. There were some words written and the bottom there was a picture of a group of men. The picture was taken in colour, somewhere in a dark room. It was between a dungeon and a torture chamber, with chains hanging from the ceiling and crumpled piles of stones in the corner. The lead singer caught my attention the most, but there was something unique about him. He had dark red hair, almost black that was slightly styled up. His eyebrows arched at the end, making him look more evil than the rest. His eyes were dark, almost black with colour. He was well built with his muscles reflecting shadows from the lit torches. He had a typical rock look; leather pants and deep red shirt, covered by a black leather jacket. I could see various piercings in his ears and an eyebrow piercing peeking between his right eyebrow. Overall he was very sexy. Darren cleared his throat, and I realised I've been staring a little bit too long at that picture. I blushed, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks and pretended to fiddle with one of my necklaces. "From the way you are staring I guess that you like them?" Sarcasm never meshed with Darren and I laughed. "I wasn't staring Darren, I was just studying the photo. Such a weird look for them. You don't get many bands that still carry that 'gothic' vibe. Most of them go for the 'skater boy' look." I snapped back. Darren murmured something, obviously not impressed at my fascination with this picture and closed it immediately. "This band is going to be big. I've done a few searches on Google and their name pops up everywhere. There are rumours that they are signing with Roadrunner Records, but that is being kept top secret." If they are being signed by Roadrunner Records, that would mean huge success. I hoped that would happen, since I want to hear more of their music. "What is their name?" I asked, smiling at Darren. Darren rolled his eyes and sighed, "Their name is Deathly Thirst, and yes; I'm booking them for the rock concert." I felt the corners of my mouth crept up to my cheeks, smiling excitingly at Darren. Never in all my life that Darren played me some of these unknown bands, had I grown such a liking to one of them. Now I heard only a few verses of an unknown song and I completely loved it. *** Watching Ashlyn's eyes as she starred at the picture of the band made me feel uncomfortable. Her eyes searched the picture, raising questions and interest in her mind and I wished I never told her about Deathly Thirst. When it came to music, both our interests and linking were the same, and I trusted her opinion whenever I had to book someone. Never before did she even care about the band's looks; it was the music and lyrics that attracted her. I guess this is what happened with Deathly Thirst. I had to admit, their music is powerful, maybe a bit too powerful as I'm looking at Ashlyn's face. Ashlyn's had many celebrity crushes in her life, I would know, because I've known her since we were ten years old. I've seen her interest fade until there is another spark; it's an on-going cycle. Never before did she show interest in a band that I booked, until now. I know it's none of my business, but the thing is; I had a crush on Ashlyn since I can remember and I think I even love her now. Obviously she doesn't know that, but I plan on telling her on her birthday. I've never met anyone that was so perfect, and I want her for myself. I would never let her love another man, even if I have to force myself on her – I will have her soon. I just hope that night would be a night to remember- for the right reasons. *** "Slade!!" A male voice yelled out of the study. "What Zane?? I'm fucking busy!!" Slade hissed from the kitchen. Zane sighed, ignoring Slade's unusually hot temper and walked towards the kitchen. Zane walked into the cherry wood kitchen and spotted Slade rummaging in the deepfreeze. He obviously looked pissed and Zane hesitated to approach him, but did it anyway. He studied as Slade grabbed another blood bag and emptied it into a glass on the counter. In two gulps the glass was empty again and Slade sighed. "Why are you so heavy on the blood these days?" Zane asked, troubled by Slade's actions lately. "Do you know how hard it is to live on animal blood and cold, lifeless human blood??" Slade snapped. Zane stepped closer, "Slade, we've been thru this, the more you try and starve yourself, the harder it would be to overcome the bloodlust." Slade glared at Zane and down to the empty glass. He lunged at the glass and grabbed it with his hand. He walked closer to Zane and slowly tightened his hand around the glass, causing a faint crack to appear running up the glass, "I want to feel warm blood my mouth. I want a living human body, scared and confused. I want to pierce her skin with my teeth and feel the skin rip in my mouth. I want to taste the first drops of blood on my taste buds. I want to listen to her heart rate quicken as her blood pulses into my mouth. I WANT WARM HUMAN BLOOD!!" Zane took a few steps back, they all knew that Slade was the most powerful between all of them and they didn't want to be on his bad side. He watched as Slade struggled to keep himself under control, he wanted to help, but the last thing he wanted was another bloodbath. Slade's eyes slowly changed to a deep red and his canines were almost fully extended – he was pissed. Zane said nothing, he just waited for Slade to calm down. "Do you know that I can't fuck anyone either?" Slade snarled. "Why not?" Zane asked. Slade sighed, "I'm craving warm blood so much, and I might even kill the one I'm fucking." Zane chuckled, "So that means that you are a horny vampire with a craving for fresh human blood." Slade hissed at Zane and walked out of the kitchen. Zane just shook his head. He knew it would be hard for them to adjust here, but he never thought that Slade would be the one to have a weak spot for fresh blood. Blake and Owen were the calmest out of all of us, but he guess it's because they have company. They both have girlfriends, and one of them is already turned, so they have a constant supply of sex and blood the whole time Slade used his music to attract his mate, but so far no one showed up. Zane followed Slade back to the living room, "Wait up Slade, I've got some news." Slade took a seat on the black couch and turned on the plasma, "What is it?" Zane pulled out his phone and showed it to Slade, "That Darren guy asked us if we would perform at the rock concert." Slade gazed at the mail on the phone and raised his eyebrow, "What's the deal? I personally don't like that guy." Zane smiled, "The money is great bro, c'mon, and we have got nothing to lose." Slade sighed, "Sure, tell him we'll do it." *** Darren told me he was going to the store quickly, so I asked him if I could stay and listen to some music. I guess he knew what I wanted to listen, but I didn't care, I was in love with this song and the band intrigued me. I pressed the play button again and waited for that melodic voice to take me to another world. "We begin the hunt tonight 'Til the power courses, the creatures take flight When the kill is close and I will be satisfied For the smell of fear tonight Wakes an ancient lust that will not be denied You're mine" When I finally realised that my thoughts drifted away again, I felt strange. Every nerve in my body was heightened and I could feel 'n slight dampness between my legs. I realised that my thoughts drifted to the lead singer and his voice. My mind pictured myself kissing his lips and letting him take control of my body. Embarrassed at my own thoughts and arousal, I jumped up from the computer chair and walked towards the bathroom to rinse my face with cold water. The coldness of the water made me gaps as it splashed against my cheeks, but at least it helped. I looked up and notice my appearance in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed, like someone pinched them, my pupils were dilated and my lips were dry. I really had to keep my composure around Darren, it seems like he doesn't want me involved with this band. I returned to Darren's room and examined the computer cautiously. On that computer is the band's email address, I just had to get in touch with them, learn more about their style of music and learn more about the lead singer... I cursed myself for letting my thoughts drift again and folded my arms over my chest. What could go wrong if I merely exchanged messages with the lead singer? There is no harm in getting to know someone. I guess it was easy to convince myself, but what would Darren say? I feel a little guilty for taking to this guy behind his back...wait a minute...there is nothing wrong with being friends with him. Besides, I'm not emotionally involved with Darren, so he will just have to accept it. After I gave myself a pep talk, I quickly glanced out of the window for any sign of Darren's car. Everything seemed fine and I clicked on his E-mail program to open it. Slowly I scanned thru the messages until I found what I've been looking for. I quickly typed Deadly Thirst's E-mail address onto my phone and closed the program. My heart bounced against my ribcage in anticipation, I was already typing a message to them. What should I say? Will I make a fool of myself? Will he reply? I shoved all those negative thoughts aside and finished typing the mail. With one last deep breath I pressed 'send', and anxiously waited for a reply. *** "Um Slade? I think this message is for you..." Zane yelled into the living room. Slade jumped up from the couch and walked towards the computer, "Who is it?" Zane shook his head, "Dunno, it's from a girl named Ashlyn." 'It's probably another groupie.' Slade thought as he opened the message. "Well? Who is it?" Zane finally broke the two minutes of silence. Slade smiled slyly, "It's from a friend of Darren, she listened to our music and really likes it." Zane glared at Slade, "That's not all...she likes you too." "And what's wrong with that?!" Slade snapped back. "Nothing, just remember what happened in the kitchen bro. Be careful." Zane hissed. "Stop ready my messages Zane!!! I'm sending her my private address to keep this private." Slade snarled. *** I was staring out the window, waiting for Darren to return when I jumped from shock. My phone vibrated like crazy and that meant there was a new message. My beat sped up again as I slowly unlocked my phone to read the message. It was a message from Deadly Thirst...oh wait, from Slade, the lead singer... hot flashes caressed my body as I realised who I'm talking to. After a couple of messages, Slade requested a picture of me, he said he would like to see who he is talking to. I quickly rushed to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror to examine myself. My hair was a mess and I used my fingers to comb the runaway hair in place. After the rest of my face seemed presentable, I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture of my face. I took a couple more and browsed thru them to select the best one. Finally I attached it to the mail and sent it. I was so excited I could jump up and down the whole day, but I reminded myself that Darren could be here any minute and calmed down again. Unfortunately when I calmed down I noticed a figure in the doorway, it was Darren and his expression was unreadable. He stood with his arms folded over his chest and practically glared at me. I felt like a child that was caught playing with fire. I tried my best to flash a sincere smile and greeted him. "What the fuck are you doing?" Darren growled. "Excuse me? What the hell is wrong Darren?!" Ashlyn snapped. "Why are you so excited?" Darren asked. I tried to think of an answer, but stumbled on my own words. Unknowingly I hid my phone behind my back. Darren noticed my hidden phone and feared the worse. I noticed his anger rising and he grabbed my phone from behind me. "Hey! Give back that is mine!" I cried. Darren furiously opened the previous E-mail conversation and read every word exchanged between me and Slade. He was enraged; he grabbed my arm harshly, his fingers pressing into my soft flesh. He pressed the phone against my face, imprinting the small keypad on my cheek, "Is this what you want to do?? Do you want to be his filthy whore?!" Darren's anger overwhelmed me and tears spilled down my cheeks, "Darren stop it!! You are scaring me, please!" Darren laughed sickening, "Since you want to be a slut, I will have my share!!!" Before I could even protest Darren slung me onto his bed and fell on top of me. His weight restricted the airflow to my lungs and all I could do was whimper. Darren's hand harshly groped my breast, kneading them until I screamed in pain. His other hand pinned my arms above my head and I struggled in his grasp. His hand travelled down over my stomach to rest on my womanhood and he forcefully rubbed over my sex, causing friction between the fabric and my dry skin. I howled in pain again and pleaded with him to stop, but he just continued to abuse me with a smile on his face. Suddenly he stopped. Darren released my hands and climbed of the bed. He straightened his clothes and picked up my jacket and cell phone. I stared at him wide-eyed and slowly rolled off the bed. Darren rested his clenched hands on the desk and starred back at me, "Just go, NOW!" I didn't think twice, I didn't want an explanation and I didn't want to see him again. I just wanted to grab my stuff and leave his house and return safely to mine. As I grabbed my stuff I glanced over to Darren and noticed that his eyes were closed. I didn't care anymore, I rushed home and locked my door, praying that he wouldn't come back to finish what he started. *** "Slade, why are you so focused on that phone? She is just another human." Zane teased. This was a first time that Slade really wanted to get to know a girl before fucking her. Hell, maybe this little one was the one he's been waiting for . Slade's whole expression changed, he gripped his phone more tightly, the veins crept up from his neck, his canines extended again and even his hair changed colour. Just when Zane thought the bloodlust was gone, it showed up again. "Slade please bro, control it!!" Zane snarled. "He wanted to rape her!!" Slade growled. "What?" Zane asked. Zane was mistaken. This was definitely not bloodlust, this was anger. "Ashlyn told me that Darren's been acting strangely and she was afraid. We exchanged numbers and she video dialled me when Darren entered the room. He accused her of being a slut and tried to fucking rape her!!!" Slade yelled. "That fucking retard! If you like this little one you better get her out of there." Zane demanded. Slade got up, smiled at Zane, "I'm way ahead of you." Deathly Thirst Ch. 02 The best thing to forget about what happened was a movie and some ice cream. I wanted to pick up my phone and console in Slade, but every time I think of him, the painful memory of my previous ordeal finds its way back into my vision. Why was Darren being so possessive? I'm not dating him, and I'm definitely not a slut. I've never slept with a guy in my life, just hoped that it would be perfect. Now Darren was acting like a jealous boyfriend and even tried to rape me... I've got to stop thinking about it. The thing that puzzled me the most, was the fact that I barley even know Slade, but I want to be with him. Have I gotten stir crazy and as a result pursuing someone that is way out of my character? The movie was almost halfway when I must have dosed off, but a sound woke me up immediately. Someone was in my kitchen and I'm the only one living here. I could hear my heart beat in my ears and tried to steady my breathing, scared that I would make myself known to the intruder. As I slowly got up and sneaked to the door, a strong hand grabbed me around my waist and another over my mouth. My heart stopped and my mind came up with horrible things that were going to happen. I tried clawing at the hand over my mouth to scream, but I guess the intruder could withstand allot of pain. "Shh Ashlyn." The intruder whispered. "Ummhhhmmm" I could even spat out one word. Who was he and how did he know my name, now I was even more scared than before. "It's me, Slade." The intruder whispered again. Could this really be Slade? My Slade? Or is this someone that Darren hired to attack me? "No, it's really me Ash." He breathed. I froze, did he just read my mind? How is that possible? What is he? "I'm going to remove my hand, don't scream Ash." He whispered. Against my own will I nodded and took a deep breath. He released my mouth and I spun around within his grasp to see if this really was My Slade. There he was, just like the picture, just more alive and more beautiful than I ever imagined. His slightly snake like eyes were burning with anger and fire, his arched eyebrows even more arched than in the picture, his mouth reached up to his cheek in a sly smile and his hair wilder than ever. I wanted to plant my lips against his, but kept myself from losing complete control. "Ash, about what happened... I wanted to make sure you are safe." Slade whispered. Ashlyn shivered as Slade's grasp around her body grew tighter as she was pulled up against him, "I don't know what's happening... I don't even know you, but I've never felt so strong about someone." Slade lowered his head slowly to rest his lips on her hair. Her hair smelled like jasmine to him and he inhaled the scent deeply and softly kissed her hair. His head travelled to her ear, breathing deeper than before as he reached her skin. Slade gently kissed her earlobe and sucked it lightly, enjoying the sweet soft moans that escaped her lips. He nibbled slightly for a few seconds before he descended down to her neck. He loved the way Ashlyn began panting in pleasure from a simple few kisses and wanted to hear more from her. He slowly breathed down her neck, never touching her skin once, and the coldness leaving a trail of extra sensitive nerves. When he reached her delicate collarbone, he slid his head back up to her neck and gently kissed her neck with his ice cold lips. He listened to Ashlyn's whimpers as he kissed a trail of wet coldness down her neck. As Slade kissed her neck, he felt her jugular pulsing hot blood with every heartbeat. He continued kissing around that sensitive sport on her neck, knowing he was reaching his peak of control. Ashlyn unknowingly tilted her head slightly to the side, giving him even more access to her delicate neck. If only she knew how much her life was in danger. If only she knew what she was unknowingly offering. If only she knew what a dangerous creature this really was. If only she knew... Slade lightly nibbled on her delicate skin, he could almost see the blood pulsing underneath it. His every move took unbearable willpower and control, and it was slowly slipping away. As Slade kissed Ashlyn's neck, the smell of arousal evaporated from her skin and made him froze. He lingered on her skin and felt his canines slowly grow. He smiled to himself knowing that she would soon be his and gently scraped his sharp teeth against her neck. The first attempt didn't break skin, but the second time there was a shallow scratch, enough for a faint red line to appear on the surface. Ashlyn felt so much pleasure from Slade's kisses that she didn't even feel the nick on her neck. Slade's nostrils immediately flared at the smell of her blood, the sweet, copper smell that made his insides turn. His pupils dilated unnaturally, his vampire half ready for the kill. Slowly he lowered his mouth towards the scratch, listening to Ashlyn gasping unknowingly at the pleasure. He opened his mouth and placed his ice cold lips over her skin. If only she knew her life would change in five seconds... 4... 3... 2... "Wait!" Slade hissed. Ashlyn froze, afraid to defy the sudden command from him. Slade backed away from her, his pupils returned to normal and his canines retrieved back to their hiding. Slade let go of Ashlyn and grasped his hair with his clenched fists. He turned his back towards Ashlyn and howled inhumanly. Slade mumbled a few unheard sentences to himself and slammed his clenched fist into her wall. His hand crushing the wall against it and left a perfect hole for evidence. Ashlyn's eyes widened like a child afraid of the dark. She tried to make sense of what went wrong in that sweet moment of bliss. The only thing she noticed was Slade looking at her like she was death and slammed his fist into her wall. She was puzzled by the fact that his hand didn't even bruise, even though it was a solid brick wall. Ashlyn just wanted to forget that sight of Slade, she didn't know why he reacted the way he did, but he scared her. She turned around and made an exit towards her bedroom. She mindlessly passed through the hall and practically ran into her bedroom. She immediately closed it behind her and breathed out a sigh of relief. Whatever happened to Slade, he would have to cool down and explain to her first -- behind a locked door. Ashlyn reached onto the wall to flick on the light switch. Finally she found it and within seconds the room was illuminated and she could see her bedroom again. Just as Ashlyn calmed her heart down, an ice cold hand grasped her arm and turned her around. The strong hand belonged to Slade, who standing behind her. Slade got into her room, even after it was locked. She nervously glanced at the windows-nope they were closed to and even if they were open, her room was on the second floor, it would be high way up. Ashlyn searched her room for any sort of weapon, but her view was partially blocked by Slade's huge physic. She wondered if he was always this big or was it just her fear that made him seem that way. "P-please don't hurt me." Ashlyn pleaded. A single tear of sadness and fear cascaded down her cheek. Slade gazed at her, his grip on her arm tightening, "Please, let me explain to you." Ashlyn debated her options: Either fight him and his inhumanly abilities or let him explain and figure out a way to escape later. Ashlyn went with option number two and stiffly nodded her head to him. Slade smiled gently at her and released her arm from his grip. As soon as her arm was released, Ashlyn held it against her chest with her other hand. Slade motioned with his hand for her to take a seat on her bed. She stared at him with a few more tears rolling down her cheek, and slowly backed to the bed, keeping her eyes on Slade. Ashlyn sat on the bed and gasped as Slade casually sat down next to her. "What happened back there...it's just...it's difficult to keep control." Slade tried to explain, his sight distant. "W-what do you mean?" Ashlyn asked. Slade sighed, "Our kind wasn't meant to survive without human blood. I tried to do the whole vegetarian thing, and it's almost killing me...and you." Ashlyn's eyes grew wide, unable to accept what she is hearing. Blood, speed, strength, smell... "T-that means that you are... are...." "...a Vampire, Ashlyn." Slade stated. His eyes were boring into her, making her body react unusually. "Oh god, you are going to kill me, right?" Ashlyn felt a painful lump in her throat, struggling to keep the tears and fear back. Slade shook his head pushed Ashlyn into her back on the bed. He grasped both her wrists above her head, keeping them locked in his hand. Ashlyn struggled to breathe as she gazed into Slade's eyes. She thought that she was going to die and whimpered as his grasp on her wrists grew tighter. Tears were streaming down her face, her breasts heaving up and down from the fright. Slade lifted his free hand and gently wiped her fearful tears away. He traced her face with the back of his hand and lowered his head down to her ears. With his cold breath he answered, "I wanted your blood, I still want it, but there is such a strong connection I share with you...I think you might be my mate. The connection between mates are stronger than gravity itself. You can't change or control it, no matter how hard you try." With those words Slade let go of her wrists and with lighting speed sat in the corner on her chair, leaving Ashlyn alone on the bed and grasping at his sudden movements. He didn't say another word to her and left her wondering at his last statement. He wanted her to understand, he wanted her to accept him and maybe even give herself to him...forever. Ashlyn was completely confused at Slade's actions. He threatens her life then leaves her alone on the bed. She nervously looked up in Slade's direction and noticed him staring at her. She felt a shiver run down her spine and tried to cover her arms from the coldness. Finally he breaks the silence. "You can ask me anything Ash. I promise I won't hurt you." Slade smiled. Ashlyn felt herself blush when Slade smiled at her, "Um...why are you a vampire?" Slade chuckled, "Why are you a human? I was born like this Ash. My mother was turned by my father before I was born, thus turning me into a full vampire." Ashlyn nodded and asked again, "You don't look like a vampire...you are so attractive. I thought vampires would be scary." Slade laughed this time, "Of course I need to be attractive, to attract my prey...in this case it's humans." "Where are your fangs then?" Ashlyn thought without asking. "I have them, are you sure you would want to see them?" Slade asked cautiously. Ashlyn nodded, her curiosity getting the better of her. She noticed Slade motioned for her to come closer to him, and she hesitated. Slade smiled at her again and called her again. This time she got up cautiously and moved closer to him. As soon as she was in arms reach, Slade grabbed her and made her sit on his lap. Slade opened his mouth and to her amazement, his two white canines slowly extended from his teeth. Ashlyn as amazed and terrified at this beautiful creature beneath her. Her eyes gazed at his sharp, unusually white canines peaking blow his lip. She glanced up at Slade's cautious eyes, questioning her curiosity with a slight moment. Slade smiled lovingly, "You can touch them if you want to Ash, I won't bite...not now anyway." Ashlyn giggled softly at Slade's little joke and gazed back at Slade's open mouth, with the sharp canines slowly growing longer by the second. She noticed that slight change and held in her breath -- if she made one wrong move, her blood could spill and that could be the worst thing to happen to her. Slade stayed immobile, the only thing moving was his eyes, watching Ashlyn's expression as her finger reached closer and closer. This was the one part on his body that humans feared the most, his most lethal weapon. Just before her finger touched, her hand twitched a little, and her eyes immediately darted towards Slade's. Slade kept still, and nodded slightly -- coaxing her. Ashlyn finally took a deep breath and with the touch of a feather, she slightly brushed her finger against his canine. She let out a gasp, amazed and intrigued at the same time. "It's so sharp, I bet you could bite through anything." She claimed. "Not much, just skin, bones and even stone." Slade chuckled. Ashlyn taken back by his blunt humour, "Um...wow, they are harmless." Slade laughed and moved his weight onto the foot of the bed, his oversized figure made her bed look to fragile. He gazed up at Ashlyn, she was still standing by the chair in the corner and motioned for her to join him on the bed. Ashlyn slowly lifted her feet, walking cautiously towards his grasp. She cautiously took a seat next him, on her nerves for what he wanted to do. Slade gently grasped Ashlyn's hand and placed it on his lap and gazed at her, "I want to be with you, even if I'm an immortal being. I don't want you to be afraid of me, you need to learn to be comfortable with my immortality." Ashlyn nodded at Slade's confession, "Then show me what you are capable of." Slade cautiously searched her eyes for any hint of fear, and smiled as he caressed her arm with his other hand. Slade stared out to the rest of her bedroom, and focused on her jewellery box. Ashlyn followed his gaze, her expression changed immediately when her eyes caught sight of her jewellery box's lid flying open. Slade squeezed her hand, reassuring her that she was in no danger. Out of her jewellery box shot one of her necklaces into the air, hovering above the box. Slade guided the necklace with his mind across the room, closing the distance between it and Ashlyn. Ashlyn's eyes widened as the necklace looped around her neck and was perfectly in place, like she put it on herself. "I have the power to manipulate anything in this realm." Slade stated, watching as Ashlyn registered what he was saying. Ashlyn moved both her hands to her neck, testing his statement and making sure it wasn't an illusion. There it was, the silver pendant wrapped around her neck perfectly. Before she could even question Slade, his focus seemed to be drawn to one of her plants in the room. Ashlyn watched as his eyes narrowed slightly and was amazed when her plant stared decaying and dying. Within seconds it the leaves were brown black and rest of the plant was almost crumpled. "I can kill almost anything with a simple thought. I can also read minds and compel most beings." Slade stated again. Ashlyn's mouth already hung open, "This isn't even possible, there must be some trick to it." Slade chuckled, "There is no trick, I can assure you. This is who I am." "Strength? Speed? Smell? Have you got those too?" Ashlyn questioned. "Yes, as you've already witnessed them and more, but you will find them out eventually." Slade chuckled. Ashlyn shook her head, her eyes gazed towards the dead plant, "Slade, how will this work? You are immortal and a living killing machine?" Slade rested his hand back on her hand on his lap, "We'll make this work Ash. I don't care how." Ashlyn stared down to their hands together, "Should I become like you?" Slade watched as Ashlyn's bottom lip trembled at those words, "If things go smoothly, no, but if you are in danger, then yes." Ashlyn took a deep breath, "Why would I be in danger?" Slade sighed, seemingly frustrated, "Everyone has skeletons in their closet, whether or not ours will return from the dead will determine your future." *** "Fine!!" Darren barked at himself. He was in the middle of the forest, the moon beaming down on the top parts of the various trees and lush foliage. Between the light windy breeze blowing he could hear crickets creak on the ground, waking the rest of the night creatures. Darren took a few deep breaths and howled dangerously. From a distance the nightlife could hear a familiar cracking of bones and shredding of clothing. They fled, knowing the inhumanly predator was back again and looking for something to kill. Darren's human shape began to change. His skin grew fur and he three times his size. Talons appeared on his hands and feet which were also covered in a thick layer of fur. His face change into that of a wolf, complete with piercing yellow eyes and a full set of razor sharp canines. "If I can't have her all to myself, then no one can!" Darren growled into the night sky. Darren smelled the air, compiling his direction and where his destination is. He wanted to find Ashlyn and leave his mark on her before that vampire does. Behind him a couple of bushes rustled, indicating slight movements behind the thin branches. No other animal would dare be around this mystical creature without having a death wish. Faint yellow eyes appeared between the leaves and a familiar scent swirled around Darren's snout. Out of the bush a copper ball of fur appeared, slightly larger than Darren. Both their eyes had the same yellow glow and the unknown canine approached Darren cautiously, carrying allot of pride. "Darren, why don't you return back to your pack?" The unknown canine asked. Darren turned around, not expecting to see his second in command pack member, "No Warren, I have things to deal with." Warren walked up to Darren and sat on his hind next to him, "You are our Alpha, you can't just leave when you want to." Darren growled, "I'm the Alpha, I can do whatever I want. No one tells me what to do." Warren stared blankly into the darkness, "We both know that girl you are pursuing, she's human. You are not allowed to force yourself onto her." "I don't care! I. will. have. her." Darren snarled. "Are you fucking crazy? Do you know what Lord Keenan will do to you when he finds out about this?" Warren snarled back. "Why do all you believe in him?? No one has ever seen this 'mighty' Keenan. He is supposed to be the supreme ruler in Denuo and every immortal being is afraid of him -- but no one has ever seen him! He is just a myth to keep everyone under control!" Darren barked. "Well everyone has to believe in something, he exists, some claim to have seen him." Warren stated. "Either he doesn't exist, or he is a coward. If I had that kind of power, I would make sure everyone understood my authority." Darren sniffed. "Being a leader isn't stating your authority, that's something you would know from being the Alpha." Warren stated. "If I can't force my ways onto my members, then I would rather be on my own and create my own rules." Darren snarled. "Have it your way Darren, just know that everyone gets their day." With that Warren turn around and ran off into the forest, back to his members. Since Darren won't be coming back, Warren is authorised to be the new Alpha.