6 comments/ 9509 views/ 31 favorites Protector By: FallenTreasure This story also contains elements of non-consent sex and incest, briefly. Enjoy! London 1632 His boot connected with her chest and she went flying backwards, landing heavily on the ground she gasped as the breath left her and she lay panting waiting for the pain to subside. "You had enough little girl?" She rolled back onto her shoulders, her hands pressed against the floor before flipping onto her feet and shaking her head. "Not even close." He smiled and ran at her pulling back his fist but she ducked his blow and kicked out catching him in the back of the knee and leaping on his back she wrapped an arm around his neck, squeezing tightly and cutting off his air supply. He was stronger than her and curling his hand into her black jacket threw her from him, she landed in a crouch and pulled a large handgun from the holster at her thigh. Turning she pointed it at thin air. He was gone. She straightened and looked around her cautiously. Her hearing, better than any humans, picked up every noise from the surrounding forest but she couldn't hear him, slowly she walked forward her feet making no sound on the ground. A growl came from behind her and she spun coming face to face with the creature. It stood at eight foot tall, its face elongated into a snout saliva dripping from its fangs, its arms and legs long and its body thin, the grey skin showing the ribs beneath and its large paws ending it curved claws. She looked it up and down. "Fuck you're ugly." The Were howled and dropped onto all fours advancing on her, she stepped backwards raising the gun, the Were's blood red eyes burned into hers and she smiled. Her finger tightened on the trigger but the creature leapt at her smacking into her chest and throwing her to the floor, she managed to get her legs underneath its chest and kicked forcefully sending it flying off her. Her gun was knocked from her hand and went flying. Cursing she pulled a metal pole from inside her jacket and flicked her wrist, it elongated and a sharp metal blade snapped out from the end. Holding the axe in both hands she bent her knees waiting from the Were as it rushed back at her and leapt its mouth open, its teeth almost closing on her throat before she bent backwards and it sailed over her. She swung the axe and the sharp blade sliced through its belly, it let out a cry, like a wounded animal and skidded round. They stared at each other for a moment, its lips drew back in a snarl and she mimicked it her eyes flashing playfully. It ran at her and she sprinted to meet it and when she was in reach she swung the axe again watching the blade slice through its neck severing its head and its body slumped to the ground. She flicked her wrist again and the axe folded back together and she slid the handle into the holster inside her coat. Looking around she collected her gun from where it had fallen and fixed it back on her thigh then picking up the fallen head of the Were she walked from the forest. The sounds of the village reached her ears long before she could see the houses and when they finally came into view she walked towards the largest that stood in the middle, the gas lamps were lit as the sun began to set and she nudged the door open with her foot. Speaking to the butler inside the door she smiled warmly. "Mayor Ellis please." The man looked down at the head she held and she shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry about your rug." The severed head still dripped blood and he pointed her through to the Mayors office, she heard mens voices as she approached. "You know what she is William, how could you let her here?" "She isn't human, do you know what she's done?" "She's helped more people than I can count, people are still alive today because of what she has done," the Mayor spoke. "William she wont come back. You've already paid her." "Half," the Mayor replied. "I've paid her half." "And half is more than enough for her to live off for months, have you ever seen any proof that she has killed what she goes to find?" She opened the door and walked through, three men turned to look at her and she threw the head onto the floor in front of the desk where they Mayor sat. the two men jumped back cries of disgust on their lips and she smiled sweetly. "I think you'll find that's proof." Her soft voice had an exotic accent and they watched her cautiously. "That is remarkable," the Mayor stood and came round the desk his hands behind his back. "Remarkable, how did you find it?" "It wasn't hard," she shrugged one delicate shoulder. "He found me." "He?" The taller of the two men asked his eyes not leaving the severed head on the floor. "It's male." "It was. They're called Were's, they have the ability to change their shape into a beast at will, during the full moon however they have no choice. Many are harmless, take themselves away from people when they know the change is coming but ones like him take pleasure in hurting people. He was responsible for the deaths in your town." "A human couldn't have done that to people, they were torn apart." "A human didn't," she turned her eyes onto the second man, they were pale, no colour showing with jet black pupils. He shivered as her gaze fell on him. "He would have attacked when he was changed, it is much harder to fight him like that." She looked back to the Mayor. "I brought back the head like promised, my payment please." The older man smiled at the young girl. "Of course," he handed her a leather pouch filled with gold coins. "One hundred gold pieces and we would love for you to join us for a banquet tomorrow evening. I know the town would like to say thank you personally." She shook her head sending her long red hair flying over her shoulders. "No, thank you, I don't stay in one place too long. Trouble has a way of finding me when that happens." The Mayor looked questioningly at her but bowed his head holding out his hand to her. "Then accept my thanks on behalf of them. Though you will stay here tonight?" She nodded and turned to go. "Good it's not safe out there for a young girl. Especially not at night." She turned in the doorway and raised an eyebrow. "I think I can take care of myself." She walked through the town, her heeled boots sounding against the cobblestone path and heard whispered voices of the people. She stopped at the inn and walked through to the stables at the back. A large black horse was tied in one of the stalls and she reached out and stroked the thick neck gently. "Good evening." The horse nuzzled her hand and she kissed his nose. "I know, we'll go tomorrow." She walked inside and through the tables downstairs, people were sat drinking, eating but when she entered the room went silent, every eye in the building turning to look at her. She walked to the bar and slid a gold coin across to the man stood there. "One more night please." He nodded and slid her a mug of ale. "Thank you." His voice was sincere and she managed a smile. "It's what I do." She climbed the flight of stairs, her legs tired, her muscles aching and she unlocked the door to the room she was staying in. locking it again behind her she leant against the heavy wood and sighed. A sharp pain in her leg caught her attention as the adrenaline began to wear off and she looked down. "Fuck." The was a deep scratch on her thigh, the Were's teeth had ripped through her tight black trousers and the pale skin beneath, deep red blood ran down her leg and she pushed herself away from the door and dug through a large black bag on the floor beside the bed. Pushing aside weapons and books she found a large needle and a glass bottle. Filling the syringe she pushed the needle into her skin and pushed down the wooden plunger, the liquid began to burn the minute it entered her blood stream and she gritted her teeth as it engulfed her entire body. As she watched the deep gash healed before her eyes and in minutes the pain subsided and there was nothing left to show of the wound. Throwing the needle back into the bag she stood and filled the large tub in the middle of the room with hot water from a pot hanging over the fire, steam rose from the surface and she stripped out of her clothes. She sank into the water, too hot for a humans skin with a deep sigh and leant back dipping her head under. Taking a cloth from the side she washed the dirt and blood from her body feeling the hot water soothe her muscles, she ran her fingers through her hair before standing from the tub and wrapped herself in a towel. A small knock at the door caught her attention and she opened it to a young boy, she knew him to be the inn keepers son and he held a plate of food. "The Mayor said to bring you something as a thank you." She smiled and took the plate from him. "Tell him he is welcome." She closed the door in his gawking face and sat at the desk, taking one of the books, a quill and a pot of ink from her bag she ripped a piece of meat from the bone with her teeth and chewed hungrily. Dipping the quill into the ink she began to write drinking from the mug of ale and eating the food she had been brought. "You looked like you were in trouble today Halfling." She jumped and spun round. A tall man sat in the window one long leg hanging inside the room, his skin was pale white and his hair was jet black, it hung down his back in a silken wave and his red eyes roamed over her exposed skin. "It seemed you needed help." He stepped into the room and stalked towards her, she stood and backed away watching him warily, his shirt was open exposing his strong chest, he reached out stroking her cheek gently and she shivered. His skin was cold and chills chased themselves across her in the wake of his touch. "What are you doing here Dalton?" She straightened but her head only reached his chest and she had to craned her neck to look into his eyes. "I'm never to far away from you Halfling," he trailed his fingers down her throat and rested on the top of one soft breast. "And can you blame me?" "I told you to leave me alone." Her accent got stronger as her anger grew and she pushed against his chest. "Oh Daida, you're breaking my heart." He smiled and leant down inhaling her scent. "You know I cant leave you, the Order would never allow you out alone." "They don't own me any more. They don't decide what I do." "You are theirs, this is what you signed up for." "I am a Protector and a fucking good one. I do my job and have had no complaints. They don't decide how I do it." He stroked her neck softly before tangling his fingers in her blood red hair, tilting her head so she looked into his eyes he leant down and kissed her softly. She shuddered and couldn't help but press against him. "You don't own me any more Dalton." "You cannot deny you still feel for me child." He smiled and pressed her back against the wall. "You will always be mine, just like I will always belong to you." He kissed her again and she melted, pressing hard against him she moaned and reached on tiptoe to bring herself closer. With his free hand he pulled the towel away from her and looked down at her naked body. She was slim but he could see the hard muscle beneath her pale skin, her waist dipped in before flaring at her rounded hips and her thighs were thick with muscle, her breasts were large, a little too large for her frame but sat high and proud on her chest. Dragging his eyes back up to her heart shaped face he took in her large eyes, small round nose and soft pouting lips, they were a deep red and contrasted against her milk white skin. He lifted her into his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist, she moved her fingers to his shirt and began unbuttoning, sliding it from his shoulders she kissed his neck smelling the rich scent of his blood beneath the cold skin. She growled quietly and he froze pulling back to look into her eyes. "When was the last time you fed?" He suddenly sounded angry and she shivered, half in fear, half in arousal. "I don't need to feed." "Daida if you want to help these people you have to feed, you're a danger to them and yourself if you don't." "I don't need it," her eyes flashed and she glared at him. He stayed quiet for a moment before shrugging. "As you wish." He kissed her again and she opened her mouth under his moaning softly, his hands cupped her ass and pulled her against his hard cock, she tightened her legs around him and arched her back pressing her breasts against him. He moved to the bed and lay her down, undoing the ties of his trousers he pushed them to the floor kicking off his black boots and laying between her legs, he stroked her hair back from her face and kissed her. She dug her fingers into his long hair and arched her back off the bed, her legs wrapped around his waist and she pulled him closer biting his lip gently with her sharp teeth, she was careful not to break the skin knowing if she tasted his blood she wouldn't be able to keep her careful control. He held her to his chest with one arm and pushed into her her pussy hot and wet around his thick cock, she gasped and pulled herself closer up to him and he held them up with one fist on the bed while she writhed against him. She rolled her hips and he couldn't stop the groan his fingers digging into the soft skin of her waist, rolling them so she was on top she pushed him down and lifted her hips up until only the tip of his cock was left in her and he took hold of her hips trying to pull her back. She resisted as long as she could but he was stronger than her and she let him move her gasping as he hit deep inside her. Once again he reached up and tangled his long fingers in her hair and pulled her lips down to his neck, she froze his smell overwhelming her and she shook her head. "Dalton, please. I don't want to." "You have to feed little one, you're getting weaker, I could see that today you almost didn't make it. He bit you." "I was fine." "You could have died Daida!" His voice was low and urgent and she met his eyes. "You're not invincible and without feeding you're weak. You cant help people when you're dead." She was trembling against him. "I don't want to." He pulled her head closer and finally she latched on sinking her sharp teeth into his neck, piercing the vein, moaning as she tasted him. She pulled gently drinking the blood that flowed into her mouth and began to thrust against him again, he met her pushing his hips off the bed and hitting deep inside her tight pussy. He felt his orgasm grow and thrust harder, faster listening to her muffled cries against his neck, flipping her onto her back he took over slamming his hips against her and tightening his grip in her hair until it was painful. She raked her nails across his back drawing blood and he gritted his teeth as he came spilling his cum into her tight pussy, the feel of him pushed her over the edge and she cried out as her own orgasm gripped her body. He rolled off her and lay with his head rested on one muscled arm, she lay beside him breathing heavily and when she felt calm again she turned her head to speak to him. "I hate it when you do that." He smiled and kissed her forehead. "You can be very manipulative yourself." "Why are you here?" "To warn you, the Order is close. They know about the Naiad." "That wasn't my fault, she came after me, I didn't even know she bit me until a week afterwards." "You have to be careful, the more of these you consume the harder the Order will look for you and the easier it will be to find you." She turned onto her side and curled into a ball facing away from him. "I never asked for this." He wrapped himself around her and kissed her shoulder. "I know." They slept together but when he woke the bed was empty, frowning he turned and saw her standing at the foot of the bed packing her belongings into her bag. She wore tight black trousers, a white shirt with sleeves that fell to her elbows, a black corset tucked her in at the waist and stopped beneath her breasts pushing them up, her black boots came to mid-calf and had a heel of about six inches. She looked up and caught his eyes guiltily. "I didn't mean to wake you." He sat up and watched her. "What are you doing?" "You said the Order was close, I figure I've got a day to get as far away from here as I can." "Dammit Daida you cant run from this. They've said this is your last chance, they're willing to take you back but if you refuse they'll hunt you down, they wont stop until you're dead and I'm not going to sit by and watch that happen. Please Daida let me help you." She watched him for a moment before sighing, some of the fight left her eyes and she nodded. "OK, I'll go with you." She walked round the bed and sat beside him, cupping his cheek gently she kissed him, he caught her round the back of the neck and deepened the kiss until she bit his lip gently and he pulled back hissing in pain. "What did you do?" His voice was already beginning to slur as the venom took effect and he fell back on the bed. "Basilisk, it bit me two years ago. It wont kill you but you'll feel pretty sick for an hour or two after you wake up." She kissed him again and he heard her words as he slipped into unconsciousness. "I really am sorry, but I cant go back." His eyes closed and she stood from the bed, she pulled her coat over her shoulders, it fell to mid-thigh and she placed two guns into the holsters at her ribs. Pulling the coat back to conceal them she hefted the bag onto her shoulder and walked from the room. Back outside she untied her horse, fastened the bag to the back of the saddle and swung herself up, squeezing her heels into the horses side they took off at a gallop. She left the town behind, not looking back. "How could you lose her?" Dalton paced back and forth across the room in front of the mirror. In the reflection an old man was shown, he stood in a dark, stone room lit dimly by candles, his long white hair glowed and his violet eyes flashed angrily. "You told us you would bring her back Vampyre, the Halfling cannot be allowed to roam free." "I told you it wasn't my fault." "Then how did you lose her?" "I told you I will bring her back, I just need time. Surprisingly she doesn't trust you any more and its going to take a while to convince her this is the right thing to do, I need time with her and you need to stop, you're only going to scare her away." "You have a week Vampyre, then we send him." He watched as Dalton's eyes widened and fear crossed over his face. "Very well Baallore, I'll bring her." The man waved his hand over the mirror and Dalton disappeared from sight. "Why do we need her back? Isn't she doing what she would be already?" Baallore turned to the young man and spoke impatiently. "Because she is dangerous." "She's a Protector." "She is different, nearly five hundred years ago she was bitten by a Vampyre. A bite that should have killed her but instead she took on their strength, speed and the need to feed off humans." "The killing bite turned her?" "No. She is a Feeder, any attack from one of these creatures allows her to take on their powers." "She's a Feeder?" The young man spoke and Baallore nodded. "She is much more than a Feeder. We cannot have a power like hers loose in the world, we need her here so we can monitor and help her understand her abilities." The young man looked into the mirror, it now showed the girl riding through the trees, her straight red hair flying out behind her. "It doesn't look like she need our help." He watched as she pulled the horse to a stop and leapt from the saddle. Walking to a tree she pulled a roll of parchment that had been nailed to the trunk, smiling she swung herself back into the saddle and three hours later she had arrived at the outskirts of another village. Jumping to the floor she took hold of the reigns and lead the horse through until she found an inn. Paying for a room she lead her horse round to the stables and tied him stroking his neck while he drank. Protector Ch. 02 Once again this story contains scenes of incestuous sex between and a brother and sister. ***** He stood over the Baallore's body, looking down he knelt and tutted. "I told you not to trust them old man, Demons cannot be trusted." Straightening up he turned to the woman at his side. She had long blonde hair woven into an intricate plait and wore tight leather trousers and a black vest, heeled black boots gave her height and she shook her head at the old man at their feet. "It's true." He lifted his head and scented the air. "The Vampyre died here today, I told Baallore there is something about that girl. People don't think straight around her." "She wont be around for long," the woman's amber eyes flashed and she slid her arms around the man's neck pressing her body against him, she was almost as tall as him and pressed her breasts against his hard chest. "We wont make the same mistake as the old man." 1148 France The forest was silent, no animal cries, no footsteps and the moon threw dark shadows onto the ground through the branches of the trees. She held a heavy wooden stake in her right hand and her ears strained for any sound. "Well you're a nice change from the Protectors they usually send," she whipped round at the sound of a deep male voice. The Vampyre leant against a tree, his red eyes roamed over her small frame and he smiled as her scent reached his nose. "You smell different," he took a deep breath and his eyes flashed. "What are you?" "The last thing you'll ever see." She leapt at him bringing her arm back ready to plunge the stake into his heart, he ducked to the side and caught her around the waist with one strong arm. Holding her against his chest he brought his face close to her neck and smelt the sweetness of her blood rushing beneath her skin, she smelt delicious. She kicked backwards her heel connecting with his thigh and he grunted in pain and dropped her, she landed in a crouch and swung her leg round and caught him in the back of the knee and he fell. She rolled onto his chest and held the stake high but he reached up and batted it away easily. Taking hold of her wrists in one large hand he held them still and pulled her face close by the back of her neck, she struggled but he was too strong and he smiled kissing her lips. "You're new at this, shame I wont see you get better. You would have made your boss very proud." he sank his sharp fangs into her neck and she gasped as she felt the venom shoot into her blood and ripped her hands free, rolling off him she clutched the wound and scampered backwards. He stood and took a step towards her, her white eyes widened in fear but he didn't touch her. "It will only hurt for a moment, I promise." Then he was gone, she clutched her neck breathing heavily and leant back against a tree, dropping her head back she laughed. A fucking Vampyre, that was how she was going to die. It would not be quick, her Demon blood would fight the venom but she knew it would only take a couple of days for her body to succumb to it. She looked towards the stake she had dropped, she could end it, it would be quick. "No." A voice in her head rang out, her brothers voice. She knew she couldn't do it, instead she leant back against the tree and waited for the sun to rise, as the warmth touched her skin she squinted around. The forest was still quiet, as though any living thing was keeping its distance from her, she pushed herself straight and reached up to touch the wound on her neck. There was nothing there, she frowned and pushed herself to her feet. She shouldn't have healed that quickly, her blood wasn't full Demon like her brother and although she healed far faster than any human it should have taken at least 24 hours for the cuts in her skin to heal. She looked around, her vision seemed cleared, everything more sharply defined and when she breathed in she could smell the grass and the trees. Frowning she began to walk through the trees, as she got closer to the town she could hear the sounds of people stirring and beginning their morning, a rich heady scent reached her and she took a step back as her stomach growled and a deep hunger settled in her stomach. She walked quickly through the town, she came to the tavern where she was staying and climbed the stairs trying to block out the smell filling her senses. Slamming the door to her room she leant against it with her eyes closed, turning the key she heard it lock the sound deafening and moved to the bed sitting and dropping her head into her gloved hands. "I knew I smelt something on you." She jumped and leapt up. He stood just inside of the window his arms folded across his chest and watched her with his head tilted to one side, his skin was pale and his black hair hung down his back in a wave. He pushed himself away from the wall and walked towards her, she tried to move, to get away, but her feet were routed to the ground. Reaching out he touched her cheek and she shivered. "You're a Halfling." "I'm a Demon." Her voice was breathless, little more than a whisper. "Not all of you," he brought a lock of her fire red hair to his face and inhaled her scent. "You're a Feeder." "A what?" "You take the powers of other creatures, normally after they kill you. My first child, aren't I lucky?" "I don't know what you mean." "When I bit you it should have killed you, instead you're one of my kind now. You can see better than before, hear better? Smell humans?" She took a deep breath her whole body shaking, he stroked her cheek with a knuckle and his red eyes roamed over her face. Her large eyes were white except for the pupil, her small button nose was covered with freckles that stood out against her snow white skin and her lips were full and pouting. "You're hungry aren't you?" "I don't understand." "You have a gift Halfling, you cannot be killed. Well apart from the obvious, a stake through the heart will do the job but you're immortal." He ran his fingers down her neck to rest on the top of her breast visible over the top of her white shirt. "You're mine." He pushed her backwards and she fell to sit on the bed, he knelt in front of her and pulled her brown boots off throwing them behind him. Unbuttoning her shirt he pushed it from her shoulder and his eyes burned as he took in her soft breasts, leaning forward he kissed the soft skin before flicking his tongue over the small pink nipple. She gasped and he wrapped an arm around her keeping her close and sucking the nipple into his warm mouth. She wore trousers, unusual for a woman, and he pulled them down her legs and kissed down her stomach until his lips were an inch away from her pussy, he traced a finger down her slit, she was wet and he smiled. "I remember this part, the heat in your stomach part hunger part lust. Sex feels so much better after you turn completely, I can show you." "I've never..." She began but stopped her cheeks flushing pink and she looked away from him. He raised and eyebrow and licked his lips, she felt a jolt go through her and shivered. "An innocent?" His smile was feral. "Well I could just eat you up." "I'm no innocent," she stopped again. She didn't know what to say. "I'll be gentle Halfling," he held her to his chest and crawled onto the bed, laying her down he stripped his shirt off and kicked his boots to the floor laying over her he kissed her and she moaned softly opening his lips under his and his tongue darted into her mouth, he slid his hand down her body and gently brushed her clit with one finger. She jumped and tried to move away but he held her hair gently shushing her. Slowly he stroked her clit and her breath sped up her hands sliding around his neck keeping his face close and her eyes closing, he kissed her again swallowing the little moans that escaped her lips and circling her clit pressing harder until she trembled against him. Her knees came up to hug his hips and she arched her back pressing herself up against his hands, her stomach clenched as her orgasm grew and he bit her lip listening to her soft cry as she came. Her eyes opened slowly and she looked into his red eyes, he smiled and pushed his trousers down his legs, kicking them away he positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy feeling her wet heat against. He embedded himself deep inside her with one thrust and she cried out her nails digging into his shoulders, he rested his weight on his forearms either side of her head and stroked her hair gently. "You may not be an innocent but you are as tight as one Halfling, maybe I'll keep you after this." She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper and he laughed. "I'll definitely keep you after this." He began to thrust against her, driving his thick cock deep inside her and listening to her soft cries, he gritted his teeth and thrust harder slamming his hips against her and leaning down he smelt the sweet scent of her blood. He heard her whimper and looked back into her eyes, his hips never stopped moving against her and he saw the lust there as her orgasm built, underneath he saw the hunger that she did not yet understand. "You need to feed, it will help." She shook her head. "No." He thrust harder against her and she began to tremble, her nails dug deeper into his skin, breaking through and a drop of his blood rolled over his shoulder and onto her lip. Her tongue flicked out and she moaned as she tasted him. "You need to feed otherwise all those people out there, the people you are supposed to protect, you'll be putting them all in danger." He pushed deep inside her and she growled and her lips rested on his neck, gently he moved her until she was above the vein. "There is it, now bite." She shook but did as he instructed, she bit gently and he shook his head. "You have to do it harder than that Halfling." She bit harder and felt her sharp teeth sink into the skin, his warm blood filled her mouth and he grunted. "Good girl, now drink." She latched on pulling and swallowing the liquid as it flowed into her mouth, he began to thrust again his teeth gritted and his hand curled into her hair almost painfully. Her pussy gripped his cock tightly and she pushed her hips upwards matching his thrusts, she was close and she rutted her fingers into his long hair pulling his head to the side so she could get better access to his neck. Finally she ripped her lips away from his and threw her head back a cry tearing from her throat as she came her juices coating his cock and he growled deep in his chest slamming into her and filling her with his hot cum. * She woke with a start, sitting up in bed her body covered in a cold sweat. She had had the dream of the first time she had met her Sire every night for three months, looking down at Hyde sleeping beside her she touched his cheek gently before leaning down to kiss him. Slipping from the bed she dressed quickly and left the flat, it was early morning, the light beginning to turn pink as the sun was rising. Pulling the hood of her black sweatshirt up she sprinted down the road and didn't stop until she came to the abandoned building, ducking inside she looked around tears filling her eyes. "You come here a lot." She didn't turn, she knew who was stood behind her. "You miss him?" "He was my Sire, my friend. Of course I miss him. How many times have you followed me here?" "I worry for you my sister." Adramelech touched her shoulder gently. "He shouldn't have done it, he didn't need to die." "He did it for you darling." "I didn't want him to." She turned throwing his hand off her shoulder. "I never wanted him to die for me." "He loved you Daida, that's why he did what he did." "Why did you help me? Its always been your job to bring me back, why did you help me?" He sighed and reached out, touching her cheek he stroked the soft skin feeling her shudder at his touch. "Because you're my sister and although I think your stupid for taking this road I'm not going to let anyone hurt you again." "Baallore's gone, he was the one who wanted me back, there's no one left to hurt me." "There's another." Her eyes widened. "His name is Thaeric, he worked closely with Baallore like he was being trained. Like a protégé. I didn't have much dealing with him but he seemed off, like he was letting Baallore think he was in charge, he's been with him centuries and now he is heading the Order." "But why does that affect me?" "He always seemed very interested in you, asking a lot of questions." "What's new there?" She didn't understand. "Nothing but I didn't trust him, I just want you to be careful OK?" "Why did you help me?" She stared at him with doubt on her face. "After everything you've done, why did you help me now?" He pulled her close and kissed her forehead, she closed her eyes and rested her head against his chest. "Because you are all I have and I'm not going to let anyone take you from me." He stepped away and her hair lifted in a slight breeze, when she opened her eyes he was gone. She left the building unaware of the amber eyes watching her from the high window. She crept into the flat and locked the door behind her. "You alright sweetheart?" She turned and nodded, Hyde stood in the doorway to their bedroom. He wore a pair of grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips showing his muscled stomach and his red hair stuck up in messy curls around his head, he hadn't shaved in a couple of days and dark red stubble covered his cheeks and chin. He gazed into her eyes and held his hand out to her, she walked into his arms and he held her tightly kissing her hair, she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. "You miss him?" She nodded and he felt the tears roll from her eyes onto his skin. "I'm so sorry Daida." "What about your Sire?" She tried to keep her voice steady. "I never knew them, they injected me with the venom. I was never bitten. I never knew what it was like to have someone watch over you like he did but I've never had to lose someone like that." "You were alone when you turned?" "Yeah." "No one taught you about this?" "I taught myself." He pulled back and looked down into her eyes, stroking his thumb over her cheek he kissed her. "Come back to bed." She nodded and he lifted her walking back through to the bedroom they shared, placing her on the covers he undressed her slowly kissing each of the scars she bore as he exposed them. The burn on her thigh was the largest and he trailed his lips over the ruined skin feeling her shudder, her hands stroked his hair and he pulled her legs over his shoulders and flicked his tongue out catching her juices. She was already wet. He pulled her close and thrust his tongue deep into her pussy and she gasped biting her lip and tightened her grip in his hair. He teased her, pushing his tongue in deep before circling her clit until she was shaking, pushing a finger inside her he twisting upwards hitting the sweet spot inside her and she cried out arching her back and holding his head against her as she came. Pushing on his shoulders she stood and pulled him to his feet, pushing the sweatpants down she sank to her knees and wrapped her hand around the base of his cock. Slowly she took the first couple of inches into her warm mouth and he groaned his hands balling into fists at his sides, she took him further into her mouth until she felt him hit the back of her throat. Swallowing she felt him slide down and he growled as her throat worked around his cock, steadying herself with her hands on his muscled thighs she bobbed her head, moving back until only the head was in her mouth she swirled her tongue around the sensitive skin before pushing back down until her nose pressed against his stomach. He held her hair but let her move as she wanted his eyes closing and his head falling back, she felt his fingers tighten in her hair and new he was close and she sped up until he held her still and thrust hard cumming down her throat. She pulled back swallowing but a drop spilled from her soft lips, she wiped it away with her finger and sucked it clean smiling up at him. With a growl he pulled her to him and kissed her, their combined tastes mixing in their mouth, he fell to the bed and she straddled him feeling his cock against her, he was still hard and she raised her hips before sinking down taking him to the hilt inside her tight pussy. His hands gripped her thighs as she began to move, she leant forward her hands on the pillow either side of his head and raised her hips up until only the head of his thick cock was in her before pushing back down. She moved slowly torturing him feeling his hands clench into fists against her and listening to the strained sound of his breathing. Smiling she whispered in his ear. "What's the matter baby, you don't like not being in control." He growled and she pushed herself up, rolling her hips against him feeling him hit deep inside her, he watched her face as her cheeks flushed pink as she rode him hard, he held her hips letting her move as she wanted and felt her pussy tighten around his cock as her orgasm grew. She dropped her head back fucking herself, rolling her hips against him faster and her hands held her breasts tightly teasing her nipples with her fingers. Her eyes closed and she cried out as she came her pussy quivering around his thick length and without waiting for her to come down he clutched her hips holding her up and thrusting upwards into her. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she screamed as he pounded into her, her juices coated his cock and he felt her tight around him, the walls of her pussy gripped his cock massaging him, milking his length until he pulled her down pushing deep inside her and spilling his hot cum into her ravaged pussy. She looked down and her eyes opened slowly. She smiled and leant down to kiss his chest, he stroked her back and listened to their breathing, the only sound in the quiet room. "The Order wasn't always like this you know." He remained silent, he hadn't wanted to push her to talk about her past. "They helped people when it all started, kept them safe from things like me, like us. My father was a Feeder and had worked for the Order his whole life, he taught me and my brother to fight before anything else. My brother is full Demon and Feeder is not passed through families so they believed I just wasn't as strong as my brother. Do you know what happens to Demons when they find their mate?" He shook his head. "God and Lucifer were once friends, close as brothers, the One That Is Good and True loved an Angel called Lilith. She loved Lucifer and he loved her, she was his mate and when God found out he banished Lucifer to hell and gave Lilith a choice. Either she stayed in Heaven with him and let Lucifer believe she did not love him or be killed and sent to Lucifer as a warning to other Demons. She chose Lucifer, she would rather die and him to know that she loved him, as punishment God decreed that after a Demon found their mate and completed the Kundii, the mating ritual, Angels would hunt them down and kill them. If the Demons have a child they are permitted to live in Purgatory until the child it sixteen. We age as humans for those first sixteen years then one year for each hundred of theirs, I was bitten by Dalton when I was nineteen, well technically nineteen." She paused and he stroked her back staying quiet not wanting her to stop, wanting to hear about her life. She took a deep breath and continued. "I joined the Order when I was eighteen, I didn't know I was a Feeder back then but Baallore saw something in me, he took me in, trained me himself and for a while I was happy. I was helping people, keeping them safe. Then Baallore changed, he began taking them, keeping them in cells, Vampyres, Weres, Witches all of them, locked away kept in chains. He began to experiment on them, see how far he could go, how much pain they could endure before they died, he tortured them for weeks, months before he would finally kill them, most of them begged for it in the end. I found out but when I confronted him he told me it was for the good of the people, more would live if we could find out the weaknesses of the monsters we killed but he wasn't doing it to help people, he was sick, he was doing it for himself. He enjoyed doing it. I left that night, I freed as many of the prisoners as I could and I got them out of there, I tried to get Dalton to come with me, I tried to get Adramelech to come but they wouldn't. Baallore had gotten to them, they believed what he was doing was helping people. I got out and ran, I ran and never looked back and then I met you." She refused to look at him. "I met you and then Dalton and Adramelech came for me and I knew you would be in danger. And I was tired. I was so goddamn tired I just wanted everything to stop and the only way I wouldn't have to run any more is if I went back, I never wanted this for you, I never wanted any of this." Protector Ch. 02 "I chose this," she looked back into his green eyes, he stared at her his face serious. "I chose this because even after everything they told me I knew you hadn't left me there. You told me from the beginning that this isn't something you would want for anyone and I knew that if there was some chance you could have saved me you would have done it. They thought it would be most painful if it was me who killed you, all those years thinking I was dead and then that, they were sick. I knew that for as long as I trained to do it and let them believe that I wanted to you would be safe. They wouldn't send anyone after you, you would be able to live your life, you'd be free. Dalton kept an eye on you, but he didn't make contact, Baallore wouldn't let him. I'm sorry I stayed away so long but after a while, the things they were telling me, I began to believe them. You know what its like there, I tried but I believed them until I saw your face again. You really didn't know I was alive?" "No." She shook her head sending her jet black hair flying. "I never would have left if I'd have known." He held her around the back of the neck and kissed her, she moaned against his lips feeling his cock, still hard inside her, jerk and she wriggled her hips against him giggling as he nipped her lower lip. He held her tightly and thrust upwards into her warmth of her tight pussy, she moved her hips with him meeting his thrusts her forearms resting on the pillow beside his head and her hands in his hair and her tongue explored his mouth tasting him. He slid the hand on her back down until his large hand covered the rounded globe of her ass and moved her, pulling her harder against him. His eyes were glued to hers watching as they darkened turning a stormy grey and he thrust harder until he pushed deep and filling her welcoming pussy with his cum, she cried out against his mouth and her pussy fluttered around his thick length. She lay her head back on his chest her fingers laying playing with the soft hair there. "I spoke with Adramelech today." "I know, I could smell him on you." "He told me about someone else in the Order, Thaeric, he said he was like Baallore's protégé and asking a lot of questions about me. He doesn't trust this guy, he says we should be ready in case something happens." "Thaeric? I met him, while I was there. He watched you." "Watched me?" "Always knew where you were, what you were doing. Its like the only reason he was there was to watch you. I don't know what he was but he wasn't human." "Maybe he was like Baallore? A Warlock?" "A Warlock?" "Like a Witch but more powerful, not as powerful as a Demon but up there. There's not many left so you wouldn't know one if you saw one." "Is he sending people after you?" "I don't know," she shrugged her shoulder. "He didn't say anything except we should be careful. But I think we should be ready, he has the whole Order at his disposal so if he does want us then he'll send them." "We'll be ready." * Thaeric leant back in his chair. His eyes were so dark they were almost black and he stared blankly at the wall, his hand rested on the head of a dark haired woman who knelt between his legs, her lips wrapped around his cock and her hands resting on his thighs her nails lightly tracing over the skin. The door opened and Chiara walked in, her long blonde hair was loose and her amber eyes flitted over them, both were naked and her eyes lingered on his muscled chest and stomach before she glanced down at the woman knelt in front of him. "Did you find her?" He didn't turn still gazing into nothing. "Yes, she hasn't moved, stayed in the shitty little flat. They're both there." "Good, I knew she wouldn't move far from where he died. Women can be so sentimental." "Adramelech spoke to her." His dark eyes found hers. "He told her about you." "Well that is unfortunate." He pushed the woman away from her, she fell back on her heels and kept her eyes fixed on the floor. "Has he told her what we are?" "No, I don't think he knows." Her eyes were drawn to the woman on the floor and she stared at her almost hungrily. Thaeric waved his hand. "Go ahead baby, you earned it." Chiara smiled and held her hand out to the woman. She looked up from the floor, took the hand and Chiara pulled her to her feet, tucking a stray lock of dark hair behind her ear Chiara smiled. "What's your name?" "Amelia." "That's a real pretty name," Chiara trailed her fingers over the woman's neck and down to one small breast, she brushed her thumb over the woman's nipple feeling it harden under her touch and smiled. She kicked off her heeled boots and pulled Amelia close, kissing her she teased her soft lips apart and pressed her body against the naked woman, she slid one hand down to rested on the woman's ass while her other hand played with her nipple and Amelia gasped. Chiara lifted her into her arms and lay her down gently on the floor, kissing down her stomach she slid her arms under the woman's thighs and kissed the soft skin of her pussy, Amelia moaned and reached down to grab her blonde hair. Thaeric watched his hand gripping his thick cock and stroking slowly while his Chiara pleasured the dark haired woman beneath her circling her clit with her tongue before plunging deep into her pussy. He stood and came to stand behind Chiara, pulling her trousers away he pulled her onto her knees and pushed down on her back so her face was still buried in the woman's pussy, he spat on his hand and pushed two fingers into her hearing her moan. Thrusting hard into her he held her hips tightly and watched Amelia's face as she arched her back, clutching Chiara's blonde hair. Thaeric thrust harder listening to the two women moaning and shrieking in pleasure, he looked down at the curve of waist and her rounded hips as she pushed back against him and he slapped her ass watching as his red hand print blossomed on her skin and she moaned, the sound muffled as she ate the pussy of the woman in front of her. Amelia screamed as she came pressing her hips upwards as Chiara sucked on her clit her hands curling into the woman's thighs keeping her still, Thaeric groaned and slammed into her, his hot cum spilling into her tight pussy and she tossed her head back crying out as her own orgasm ripped through her body. Thaeric stood up and watched as Chiara crawled up and settled herself beside Amelia pulling the dark haired woman to her chest, they kissed their tongues playing and he pulled on a pair of jeans and sat back down in the chair. His thoughts turned to Daida. She had escaped him once but he wouldn't let it happen again. England 1039 "Come on darling you can do better than that." She lay on her back panting and stuck her middle finger up at her brother, sweat beaded her forehead and she winced as she felt the bone in her arm knit back together, she pushed her red hair away from her face and turned to look at her brother. His white hair fell to his shoulders in loose curls and his eyes, mirror images of her own, bore into her and she felt the jolt of lust in her belly. She pushed herself to her feet and faced him, with a wink she smiled. "I'm ready." He ran at her bringing his fist back, she caught it before it hit her face and placing one hand on his shoulder brought her knee up to catch him in the stomach. When he doubled over she flipped over his shoulder and landed behind him kicking him in the back of the knee and he fell to the floor. She placed a hand on each of his cheeks and leant down to whisper in his ear. "I could snap your neck right now." He laughed and turned his face to look at her. "Very good little sister." A slow clap started above them and she turned to look up, a walkway ran around the wall above them and Baallore stood watching them. His hair was dark with white running through it and he wore long dark blue robes. "Excellent my child, you are getting better." She allowed Adramelech to stand and he leant down to kiss her forehead. "You are done for today, both of you are excused." He turned and walked through the door and she left the room, walking through the stone passageways she returned to her room and filled the wooden tub with water from the pot hanging above the fire. Stripping out of her trousers and white shirt she slid into the water sighing as it relaxed her tired muscles, she had turned eighteen a few weeks ago and Baallore was finally going to let her out into the field. She was going to be a Protector. Sinking under the water she washed the sweat and grime from her hair, she heard the door open then close again and the lock turn. She knew who it was and she leant back closing her eyes. "You're getting good." "I am good," she smiled as she spoke. "Won't be long Dram and I'll be better than you." "I don't know about that darling." Gently he wrapped his fingers around her throat, tugging he pulled her to her feet and lifted her from the tub. He wore nothing but his black trousers and she wrapped her legs around his waist pressing her wet skin against his warm chest, he held her round the waist with one muscled arm and his grip tightened around her throat his thumb stroking the soft skin. Her hands rested on his chest and he held her against him his cock hardening and she rolled her hips against him. With his hand on her throat he tilted her head and kissed her neck trailing his lips behind her ear before taking the lobe gently between his teeth, he walked forward until her back hit the wall and pressed against her. He reached down and undid the ties of his trousers kicking them away and pressed against her entrance, she whimpered and pressed her hips down but he held her still against the wall and she dug her nails into the skin of his chest. "Dram please." He tightened his fingers around her throat and she gasped, struggling for air, she looked at him scared but calmed when she saw the lust in his eyes. Slowly he pushed inside her, stretching her tight pussy and she gasped arching her back pressing her breasts against his chest and he felt her nipples against his skin. The smattering of blonde hair across his chest tickled her sensitive skin, she tightened her hold around his waist pulling him deeper inside her and he growled leaning forward to flick his tongue across her lower lip before taking it between his teeth. He began to move, rolling his hips against her feeling her sweet breath against his lips as she moaned feeling the pleasure build inside her. It never took long, he knew exactly what to do to drive her wild, to make her scream and to feel her convulse around him. He thrust hard against her and she cried out as pain laced the pleasure as he hit against her cervix with each thrust, twisting his hips he hit against the sweet spot inside her and she screamed as she came her whole body trembling against him and he thrust once more cumming inside her. * She woke to a warm hand on her cheek, she had fallen asleep on the sofa of her and Hyde's flat reading through all of her books trying to find some mention of Thaeric. She had written about every creature she had ever faced but she would have sensed it if he had been one of them. Slowly her eyes opened and she looked into her brothers face. "Dreaming about me sister?" His lips curved into a slow smile as her cheeks flushed and she pushed herself into a sitting position. "Don't flatter yourself you're not that memorable." He slid his hand down her throat, over her stomach and between her legs hearing her gasp. "Keep telling yourself that kid." She knocked his hand away. "Where's Hyde?" "Your boyfriend? He left about ten minutes ago, kissed you goodbye. He's really fallen for you hard hasn't he?" "What do you want Dram?" "I know what Thaeric is?" She perked up. "I'm listening." "Your not going to like it." "I don't like a lot of things you say now spit it out." "He's an Angel." She felt fear settle in her stomach, cold and sickening. "An Angel?" "Yeah, I'm surprised I couldn't feel it before but he's good. He can hide what he is, he's old and he's powerful and he wants you." "Why? Angels only go after Demons when they have a mate, I don't have a mate." "You've got Hyde." "He's not a Demon. I'm not full Demon I don't get a mate we both know this." "Exactly you're not full Demon and that's why he wants you, actually he wants two of you." "Two of us?" "There's another, half Saier half Eariea. She comes from the two bloodlines. She comes from God and Lucifer and he wants you both." "Saier and Eariea? That's not possible." "It is, her name is Lilith." "Then why does he want me, why isn't he going after her?" "Adonael is on that one, she is special but so are you. Whoever wants you is from high up, I don't know what they're planning but it's big." "Adonael? The Archangel? They sent an Archangel after her, why aren't you helping her? Seems like she needs more help than I do." "She has protection, her mate is Thronnes." Her eyes widened. "Thronnes, who fell?" "The very same." "Shit, she's pretty safe then." "She's safe without him, she has Angel Light she can take care of herself, you however are in danger. I don't know who wants you or why they want you but they want you both and you're going to have to be ready to fight when they come for you." "How can I fight an Angel?" "That's what I'm trying to figure out, for now I need you to lay low keep out of trouble." "Dram." She started to speak but his eyes flashed with anger. "I'm trying to help you Daida now for once in your life will you shut the fuck up and listen to me!" She closed her mouth and shrank back from him. "If we can take out Thaeric we can help them a little before this war even starts but you cant help if you go in there blind and get yourself taken. Now let me work through this and at least try and figure out a way to kill this bastard before he gets to you. For now stay here, act like you know nothing, Lilith is going to need your help and we're going to need her." "OK, I'll stay." He leant down and kissed her forehead. "Thank you my sister and you do have a mate." He pulled back and stroked his thumb over her lip. "Hyde will be with you for life, he's more of a mate to you than I will ever have. Count yourself lucky for that." A wind blew through the room and he disappeared. She pushed her hair away from her face and dropped her head to her hands, she stayed that way until Hyde returned. "You're awake?" He bent to kiss her and immediately saw something in her eyes that worried him. "You alright?" "Adramelech was here, he knows what Thaeric is." He crouched in front of her. "What is he? A Warlock?" "An Angel." "An Angel, fuck." "That's what I said, apparently there's someone high up who wants me. They're looking for another Demon as well, her names Lilith." "Lilith? Like Lucifers mate?" "She's Lucifers descendant, but she's a descendant of God as well. She's real special and whoever wants her wants me as well." "Because you're a Halfling?" "Must be, I can't think of another reason." "Then we have to kill him, I wont let him take you." "Slow down, I don't know how to kill an Angel. Legend says the only thing that can kill an Angel is their mate, I know of one person who has killed an Angel and that is Thronnes." "Thronnes?" "At one point Angels and Demons lived together, it wasn't perfect but they had an understanding. I grew up during that time, when a Demon found their mate they would be permitted to live as mortals, age as mortals, raise a family and grow old together, because my father wasn't a Demon my mother didn't age like she would have and my father was a Feeder so could control how he aged using humans. After the war is when the Demons were banished to purgatory and would be hunted down when they found their mate. Thronnes was an Angel but during the war he fought on the side of the Demons, they lost and he was banished, he's a true fallen Angel. As punishment for what he did he was given to the Angels to do as they wanted with, they could have killed him but instead they put him in the pits. Its kind of a sport that Angels watch. Demons are put together and forced to fight to the death, he had to kill all those he had fought alongside, it would have been kinder if they had killed him. When a Demon had fought his way through the ranks he faced the Champion, an Angel, Thronnes is the only one I know of who survived against the Champion. Maybe its his Angel blood or maybe he's just different no one knows, he earned his freedom and they let him go. From what Adramelech just told me Thronnes and Lilith have mated and now whoever wants me wants her as well. My brother thinks we can help each other." "So we go and find them?" "Not yet, we wait until Dram comes for us." "Why? How do you know we can trust him?" "We can trust him." He pushed himself to his feet his green eyes flashing in frustration. "Goddamn it Daida. After everything he did to you?" "He saved us both." "He was hunting you, for years. You were so scared of him you were willing to go back to the Order to stop him from coming for you. Why do you think he's trying to help now, how do you know he's not working for Thaeric?" "He's not." "This whole thing could be a trap, he could be leading him right to us and we wouldn't even know until it's too late!" "He's my brother," she couldn't look at him not wanting to acknowledge the doubt rising in her, what Hyde was saying was making sense. "He hurt you Daida, for a long time you were too scared to speak his name and now you trust him on blind faith about something like this?" "He is my brother." "You cant trust him!" His voice had risen to a shout and she curled in on herself, pulling her knees to her chest refusing to look at him. He sighed and pushed his hair away from his face. "You can't trust him sweetheart, I know its hard but how can you after what he's done?" She said nothing and he sighed again. "I just want you to be safe and if that means we're going to have to kill an Angel then we're going to kill an Angel and I know someone who can help. I met him when I was with the Order, he was different he was training me to hunt you down but he never believed you had left me to them. He's our best shot at the moment." He left before she could say a word. * "She knows what you are." Chiara entered the room, the walls were covered in books and Thaeric sat in a high backed chair a glass of whiskey in his hand staring into the flames that danced in the fireplace. "Well it was only a matter of time." "And she knows about Lilith." A looked of hatred crossed the Angels face. "Filthy Halfling, she should have never been allowed to live." "And she knows about Thronnes and that you're coming for her, Adonael is coming for Lilith and right now their plan is to help each other and go to war." "Adramelech told her all that." "He told her everything." "How did he find out?" "Seems one of the underlings isn't very good at holding her tongue," she moved and sat on the floor beside him, leaning against his legs she purred as he reached down and stroked her hair. "No matter, they cannot stop what is happening. This is way beyond anything they could begin to imagine." "Adramelech is smart and Hyde has gone to find Phorcys," something flashed across Thaeric's face. Chiara felt her masters fear through their bond. "What is he?" "He is death itself," Thaeric spoke stroking her hair trying to soothe his Follower. "And we'll have to pray that he does not side with them. The Archangels have been trying to recruit him for this since it was decided, that was centuries ago now." "Why is he with the Order?" "His is older than any of us, as old as the One Who is Good and True, as long as life exists so does death. For thousands of years he was feared, bowed to, Angels and Demons knew of his power and could do nothing to stop him. He was feared above God and Lucifer, God realised what he was and so gave him remorse. When Phorcys saw the death and suffering he had caused, felt the pain of the people he had hurt it changed him, it would have changed anyone no matter how powerful and so death begat life and he chose to protect people. He is not with the Order but here he feels he can do his best work, out of the chaos and destruction he once caused he now brings peace. He can kill an Angel." Protector Ch. 02 "Do you think he will help them?" "No one knows what Phorcys will do, he is a God and they do as they want. We just have to pray that he doesn't chose to help them." * Hyde walked through the door closing it softly behind him, as he turned a stinging slap landed on his cheek and he grunted in pain. "You went to see Phorcys? Are you fucking crazy?" She slapped him again, her cheeks were flushed red with anger and she was breathing heavily. "How did you know?" "Adramelech told me, he's been watching you, making sure you're safe and not doing anything stupid." "Why?" "Because I asked him to, after you left I called him here and asked him to follow you so you didn't go and do exactly what you fucking did! Do you even know what he is?" She went to slap him again and he caught her wrist. "Yes I know what he is and I also know God gave him remorse, something he was born without and so the Horseman of Death, one of the omens of the apocalypse, now feels guilt for the death he caused. I know the story sweetheart and I also know he's been watching you for a very long time and I know he wants to keep you safe. I also know that he can kill Angels and he knows of a set of knives forged by the old Gods that can kill them as well and now," he reached into the inside pocket of his jacket and pulled out a black box. "We have them." She looked at the box in his hand. "The Knives of Haphaestus? They're real?" "Yes and now we have them and we have a way of killing the Angel who is after you for some divine plan we know nothing about. It might not be all the answers but its a start." He looked down at her, her white vest was tight against her body pressing her breasts together and her legs were on show in her small shorts. Her whole body shook with anger and he smiled. She was beautiful. Leaning down he kissed her softly. "Am I forgiven?" "You're an asshole." She struggled trying to break his grip but he was strong, he placed the knives on the table and took hold of her other wrist, walking he pushed her backwards until she hit the wall and pressed against her. She tried to push him away and he let go of one wrist lifting her and holding her tightly against him, she slapped him again and he hissed in pain. "You're starting to try my patience sweetheart." He held her ass tightly with his free hand and rolled his hips against her and his hard cock pressed against her through his jeans. She curled her fingers round his throat holding tightly and his eyes flashed, leaning forward he kissed her roughly and she tightened her grip further and bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. He growled and touched his tongue to his lip. "Bitch." He pressed harder against her kissing her again until her lips opened under his in a moan, he let go of her hand and ripped her vest away from her body, she wore no bra and her soft breasts pressed against his chest and he leant down and took a nipple into his mouth. She tangled her free hand in his hair holding him against her and arching her back, her legs tightened around his waist and she moved her hips desperately her juices soaking through her shorts. He smiled and lifted his head to look back into her eyes, reaching between them he tore her shorts away and pushed two fingers into her tight heat, she moaned and dropped her forehead to rest against his. "You're an asshole." She repeated His bark like laugh filled the room. "And you slap like a little girl." He pushed his fingers deeper inside her and she gasped thrusting her hips against his hand. "Forgive me?" "Not yet," her voice was a soft whisper and he smiled leaning down to kiss her neck, he pushed his jeans down and she ripped his t-shirt away, slowly he pressed into her nibbling at the soft skin of her neck and she dropped her head back against the wall baring her throat to him. He tangled his fingers in her long hair and held tightly thrusting hard and burying his cock deep inside her, her legs tightened around his waist as she rolled her body against him meeting his hips as he pounded into her. His sharp fangs grazed her neck and she shivered looking into his eyes, they were dark and stormy and she brought her wrist to his lips, he smiled and kissed the skin feeling her pulse against his lips before biting down. She moaned and stroked her fingers through his hair, he still thrust against her stretching her pussy around his thick length. He drank deeply, her blood tasted sweet, unique, like no one else he had ever tasted. He lifted his head and smiled, kissing her she tasted her own blood in his mouth. He walked through to the small bedroom and lay her on the bed, stepping back between her legs he dropped to his knees and collected her juices on his tongue. She brought her legs up to rest her feet on the bed and he pushed against her thighs spreading her wider, he teased her clit with his tongue and she arched her back curling her fingers into the sheets beneath her. Standing he stepped back between her legs and pushed into her, he held her hips and thrust against her, her grip on the sheets tightened and her nail ripped through the fabric. She closed her eyes but he shook his head with a growl. "No, I want you to look at me." Slowly they opened and she looked up at him, reaching down she held onto his wrists and he thrust hard feeling his orgasm build as he listened to her cries of pleasure. "Hyde I'm going to cum," her muscles tensed and her back arched as her orgasm gripped her body and he followed, pushing deep and filling her. 1150 England "Tell me about the Order." She looked up, her head was cushioned on his chest and she looked into the Vampyres red eyes. "What do you want to know." "Everything, they've been chasing me I'd like to know what I'm up against." "The Order has been around for centuries. Since the first monster." "Monster?" He laughed. "You know what I mean. It started out with humans, fighting back and over the years it's grown. Started taking things like me and my brother. It is still mainly humans but they are not as effective." "Do they know about us?" She curled against his side. "No, I don't know how they would take that." "You haven't told anyone?" Her mind flashed back to Baallore's rage when she had returned, he had smelt the Vampyre on her the moment she had arrived. From then he had known what she was. "Baallore knows, he could tell I was different and he knows I'm a Feeder. No one else though, he thought it might be dangerous." "Do you ever think of leaving?" "I couldn't leave." "Why not?" "It's my home. My father trained me to be a Protector my whole life, my brother is there, the Order is my family now. We do good work, we keep people safe. I cant just leave." She looked back into his red eyes. "We could use someone like you, you've beaten every Protector they've sent at you." "Are you trying to recruit me Halfling?" "Think about it Dalton, you could help people." "Helping people isn't exactly my priority in case you haven't noticed." His voice was dangerous and she stroked his chest, his skin was cold beneath her fingers. "What did you do?" "What do you mean?" "Why were they hunting you?" "I stayed in one place for too long, had some fun with the locals, crept up on some people in the night. Scared some people. Next thing I know I've got Protectors on my ass and once they start they don't stop, at least that's been my experience." "They would stop if you came back with me, we could work together. There are people worth saving out there." He stroked her hair. "You really believe that?" "I have to." He pulled her so she lay on his chest her legs straddling his own. They were both naked and she felt him grow hard between her thighs, she smirked and leant down to brush her lips against his, flicking her tongue out to catch his lip she nipped at him gently. "You're not going to distract me you know, will you at least think about it?" "Why do you want me there so badly? What good do you think I can do?" "Because they wont stop until you are dead and maybe this will save you? They will send more and more and eventually I'll be strong enough to kill you and I don't want to do that. Please Dalton will you think about it?" He tucked a lock of her fire red hair behind her ear and stroked his thumb over her soft cheek. "You think they'll take me?" She smiled and kissed him again. "Well you're strong, you're fast." She lifted her hips and teased the head of his cock before sinking down and he groaned as her tight pussy gripped his thick cock. "You've taken out some good Protectors, you've out thought some of our best people so you're smart." She pushed herself up resting her hands on his chest and rolled her hips, he hit deep inside her and his hands curled into fists on her thighs as his eyes closed. "Plus you're gorgeous, think how many more people will join if they would get to see you on a regular basis." He laughed but the sound was strained and he dug his fingers into the pale skin of her thighs, he began to move her, finding a rhythm that made her breath hitch in her throat. Her head dropped back and her long hair fell down brushing against his thighs and she rode his cock, he could feel the muscles play under her skin and reaching up pulled her down until her lips were inches from his. "And what would I get from you Halfling? What would I get if I joined?" She opened her mouth to reply but couldn't, instead she moaned and thrust her hips faster her nails curling into his chest. He tightened his grip in her long hair. "What will you give me?" "Everything, you can do anything you want." Her voice was breathless and her eyes burning into his. "Please Dalton." He smirked and wrapped his arm around her her waist while his other held her hair tightly, keeping her still he pounded into her. She bit her lip hard enough to draw blood and he kissed her tasting the sweetness and growling, he could feel her juices coating his thick length and her pussy gripped him tightly massaging as she bounced on his cock. She raised her hips until only the head of his cock was inside her before sinking back down and grinding against him. With a deep growl he threw her off him and knelt behind her, pulling her onto all fours he leant down and bit her ass gently. He could see her little pink pussy peeking from between her legs and collected her juices on his tongue, rising back onto his knees behind her he pushed his cock back into her welcoming heat. Sitting back on his heels he stroked his hand down her back and she worked herself on his cock, her hands curled into the sheets and her head fell back. He wrapped her hair around his hand and held tightly allowing her to move as she wanted and her cries filled the small room, she panted as her orgasm grew and she finally came her hips jerking against him and her tight pussy milking his cock and he thrust upwards spilling his cum into her tight heat. She waited until her breathing had calmed before rolling off him and standing. He watched as she dressed, laying against the pillows his head resting on his muscled arm. "You really think they would take me?" She plaited her hair over her shoulder looking at him. "I know they would, they need people like us." She sat on the edge of the bed and kissed him. "You'll think about it?" He stroked her cheek and kissed her again, since he had turned her he had found himself developing feelings he couldn't understand and his stomach flipped as he thought about spending his days with her. "I'll think about it Halfling." Then she was gone, he watched the window she had left through and thought about it. Could he work for the Order? Could he help take down his brothers and creatures like him? London 2014 "The Knives of Haphaestus?" Adramelech looked from Hyde to Daida, one white eyebrow raised in disbelief. "You're shitting me." "Afraid not." Hyde watched the Demon warily. Adramelech looked over the three knives set in the blue silk lining of the black box, reaching out he ran his finger down one blade then looked at the blood on his fingertip. "Holy hell, where did you get them?" "Phorcys. He gave them to me." "Phorcys? The Horseman?" "Yes Phorcys the Horseman." "Friends in high places boy." Hyde felt his anger rise as the Demon spoke. "Don't call me boy." Daida looked from her brother to Hyde and rolled her eyes. "Boys put your dicks away, you're both pretty but this isn't the time to be arguing. If we have the Knives of Haphaestus and we know where Thaeric is why are we still sitting here?" "It's too dangerous to go yet." Adramelech looked at his sister. "You're not ready." "The longer we sit around and wait the more time he has to prepare for when we do come, we should take him out now while we have the advantage." She stood from the sofa and squared up to him. "Come on Dram you know I'm right about this." "You don't know what you're going up against with an Angel darling. It's not going to be easy." "Then surely it makes more sense to go on our terms, get him when he's not expecting it." "Then it will suicide, he'll rip you apart." His face was twisted with worry. "Dram I'll be fine. I can take care of myself." He looked from his sister to Hyde. "Wait until the morning, I need to find out who is with him, how many people he has and what he knows. Give me till morning. Will you promise me that?" She stared up at him before sighing. "Fine, but tomorrow we're going and I'm going to kill him myself." He stroked her cheek then black smoke consumed him and he was gone. She turned to Hyde who looked at her. "You think this is a good idea?" She shrugged. "I don't know, I think going while we have the smallest advantage is the best shot we'll have. Any more time and he'll know what we're doing and he'll be ready." He stood from the sofa and looked down into her face. "Do you even know how Angels fight?" "I don't need to know." "Daida at least think about this, your brother might be right. What happens if he does know about this, if he knows we have the knives? Then what? We'll be walking into a slaughter." "I know one thing about Angels and that is that they are proud. If I can get to him, one on one, no tricks just me and him I think I could do this." "I'm not letting you go alone." "Hyde please just listen to me. This might be the only way. I don't think he'll kill me, from what Dram said he needs me alive." "Then what you're just going to let yourself get taken. And then what? What will you do if they do take you, what can you do if you're a prisoner?" "Hyde." "I'm not going to let you do this, it's stupid, it's suicide!" She slid her hands around his neck and kissed the corner of his mouth, his hands were curled into fists at his sides and he breathed heavily in anger and fear. "Hyde I can do this, I just need you to trust me." "I don't want to see you get hurt." He finally looked at her and she could see the fear in his green eyes. "I don't want anything to happen to you." She rose onto tiptoes to press her body against his, kissing him again she teased his pips until they opened and his hands cupped her ass pulling her up against his cock, already growing hard. "I just need you to trust me. I can do this." She spoke against his lips, her voice barely more than a whisper, he groaned and pulled her harder against him pressing his hard cock against her softness before lifting her into his arms. He walked through to their bedroom and lay her down, pulling her black leggings down her legs he stripped her while she pulled her t-shirt over her head and removed her bra. He undressed and lay between her legs kissing her neck and she lay back letting him do as he wanted, he teased her with the head of his cock pushing the first couple of inches inside her and she arched her back. Shushing her he pushed her back against the bed and kept still until she was shaking with need before pushing deeper, still only half of his thick length was inside her and she tried to pull him closer. He was stronger than her now and she enjoyed knowing he could have his way with her and loved seeing the look of barely controlled restraint on his handsome face, she slid her fingers through his messy red hair and his smile was feral and he pushed deeper inside her. He was buried to the hilt in her tight pussy and he stayed still for a moment watching her face until she growled and her eyes flashed dangerously. He began to thrust slowly, teasing her with his torturous rhythm bringing her to the brink of orgasm before stopping and feeling her tremble around him, then starting again pushing deep and rolling his hips thrusting hard. She tightened her grip, tugging at his hair and pushed her hips up to meet each thrust, he slid his hand under her thigh and pulled it over his shoulder so he could hit deeper and she whimpered as pain lanced the pleasure. His fingers dug into her thigh bruising the pale skin and he pounded into her, her tight pussy welcoming each thrust as he fucked her biting her neck gently, she raked her nails across his broad shoulders drawing blood and it rolled down over his chest and fell onto her lips. She licked it away and he bit harder tasting her. He was close and he leant his chest down against hers slamming his hips against her listening to her soft cries as her orgasm grew and she dug her nails in harder, her back arching and a scream ripping from her throat as she came around him. He curled the fingers of one hand around her neck and pounded into her, blind to anything but his own release, he felt the walls of her pussy convulse around his length as she came again and buried himself deep spilling cum into her before collapsing onto her breathing heavily. She stroked his back welcoming his weight on her, she was glad he couldn't see her face. She was scared, scared that she would go up against an Angel and not come back. Spain 1478 He stood over the bed pacing back and forth twisting his hands in front of him. Her screams filled his head and she writhed on the bed her nails raking over her skin, she was naked and he watched as her skin moved and pulsed. It the full moon and the first change since she had been bitten. Baallore had locked them in the dungeon to keep her away from the other Protectors but he had stayed to keep her calm when she came round. She screamed again and he breathed heavily, he could do nothing to help her and he hated the feeling. An awful ripping sound made him look back at her, she was curled in a ball on the bed, her skin was covered in a layer of pale grey fur and a tail had grown from her lower back. Her nails had elongated into black claws and her eyes were a bright yellow, whiskers had grown from her cheeks, her teeth were sharp fangs and the pointed tips of grey ears were visible through her hair. She looked over herself and flicked her tail before laughing. "What the fuck am I supposed to be?" She stood from the bed and he looked over her naked body, reaching out he ran his fingers over her shoulder feeling the soft fur. "You're beautiful." "I thought I was meant to be a Were, what the fuck is this?" She tossed her hair over her shoulders. "You know the tail feels really weird." "That's it? You don't feel any different apart from the tail?" "I have energy, I wanna go for a run." Her eyes flashed at him and he smiled. Unlocking the door he waited for her to move past him before running after her as she sprinted through the winding corridors of the castle. He heard whispers as they passed doors and the other Protectors, outside she looked up at the moon, full in the sky before down at her grey fur in the bright moonlight. Turning back to him she smiled showing her sharp teeth. "Catch me if you can." She took off at a run through the trees, he watched for a moment rubbing his hand across his chin with a smile before darting to his left planning to head her off. Her bare feet were silent on the ground and she bounded through the trees, darting this way and that trying to throw him off her trail. She skidded to a halt in a clearing and looked around, her tail swayed back and forth and her small nose twitched as she scented the air, he was close. Protector Ch. 02 "Not bad Halfling." She looked up into the trees, he sat on a branch his back against the trunk. "But I could hear your tail wagging," he raised an eyebrow. "That sounds weird." He jumped from the tree and landed in a crouch before straightening and prowling towards her, she watched smirking as he came towards her and her tail sped up as he approached. He reached out and stroked behind her pointed ear and she nestled into his hand. "What's next pet? You want to howl at the moon?" She laughed and pushed him back until he hit against a tree, following him she pressed her body against his and undid his shirt pushing it from his shoulders. "And what if I do? Were's are meant to howl right?" He ran his hands down the curve of her waist and rested on her round hips. "I've heard Were's howl, give it a go?" She smiled wider and threw her head back, her eyes closed and a soft howl left her lips and he watched her happily, her eyes fluttered open again and her small pink tongue flicked out over her lips which were now black. He leant down to kiss her but before he even touched her she wrapped her leg around his catching him in the back of the knees and he fell to the ground. He leant back against the tree and ran his hands up her legs watching her face, she dropped to kneel between his legs and tugged his trousers and boots off and wrapped her hand around his cock feeling it grow hard under her fingers. Leaning down she flicked her tongue over the head of his cock and he groaned leaning his head back against the trunk of the tree, slowly she took him into her mouth and her sharp teeth lightly grazed the shaft of his thick cock. He dug his fingers into her hair and moved her head, bobbing up and down the softness of her tongue and the tickle of her sharp fangs made his breath hitch and he growled moving her faster. Her claws curled into his thighs and she bobbed faster taking him down her throat feeling him grow harder in her mouth and moaning, the sound sent vibrations up his cock and he held her hair tighter thrusting down her throat. She pulled back and straddled his lap, rolling her hips she sank down on his cock, taking him to the hilt inside her and moaning as he filled her, placing her hands on his shoulders she held him back against the tree and thrust slowly watching his face with a small smile on her face. His hands fell from her hair and he trailed his fingers over her waist and down her rounded hips, her fur was like silk under his fingers and she growled in pleasure the sound coming from low in her chest as she thrust against him. His cock hit deep inside her and she bit her lips stopping her moans from making a sound and he shook his head pulling her lip from between her teeth with his thumb. "I want to hear them Halfling, don't hide them from me." Her head dropped back and she rode his cock, rising up until only the head was inside her and rolling her hips before thrusting back down and grinding her hips against him. He held her tightly his fingers digging into the skin of her ass and he moved her, bouncing her on his cock and leaning forward to take a nipple into his mouth. Her breasts were also covered in the soft grey fur but her nipples were free to his mouth and he teased the sensitive skin with his teeth, rolling it around on his tongue and she held his head to her breast. Her tight pussy milked his cock and he moved her faster in his lap feeling her grow tighter and hearing her soft cries as her orgasm grew, she pushed back on his shoulders her yellow eyes flashing dangerously and he relaxed his grip on her watching as she fucked herself on his cock, he slid his hand down her stomach and found her clit with his thumb. He stroked gently and she gritted her teeth thrusting harder, working herself against his hand and twisting her hips until he hit against the sweet spot inside her and her whole body trembled. Her orgasm ripped through her and her hips jerked against him as she rode him through it and he smiled not letting up his teasing on her clit until her head fell back and she screamed as she came again. She climbed off him and knelt back between his legs, leaning down she licked her juices of his thick length moaning at the sweet taste before taking him back into her mouth. He stroked her hair but let her move, taking him down her throat before moving her head back and teasing the head with her hot tongue, her hand caressed his balls her nails gently raking over the skin and he grunted thrusting up into her mouth forcing himself down her throat. He held her hair tightly and moved her, her throat allowed him to slide down while still creating friction against his skin and she swallowed taking his entire length and her nose pressed against his stomach and he came, spilling his cum down her throat and her name a hoarse cry from his lips. She looked up swallowing and smiled, her tail flicked from side to side happily and she kissed up his chest, before settling herself back in his lap. He stroked her back marvelling again at how soft her fur was and kissed her, their tastes combining in their mouths and he tucked a stray lock of red hair behind her ear. "Feel better pet?" She nodded. "So is this going to happen every month now?" "I guess so." "I can get used to it, even with you howling at the moon." She howled again the sound sending chills down his spine and his cock jerked hardening beneath her, she smiled and straddled him again. "If this is what happens I'll do it more often." * Neither of them had slept much, they had lay awake in the dark thinking of what was coming in the morning. Hyde reached out and lay his hand on her thigh stroking the pale skin, he could feel her trembling and turned his head to look at her. "You OK sweetheart?" "I don't know." He sat up and pulled her onto his lap, she nestled into his chest taking comfort in his large frame and his familiar scent. "It's going to be alright, it will all be over after today." "What if it isn't?" She looked up at him. "What if we don't make it, what if we cant kill him? What if you get hurt or Dram?" "We'll be fine, we have the Knives, he doesn't know we're coming. We have the advantage. This is the best chance we're going to have so we have to take it." "Just promise me you'll come home, promise me you'll be alright." "I promise," he kissed her and she turned in his lap feeling his hard cock against her, arching her back she wrapped her legs around his waist and held onto his strong neck. "Fuck me Hyde, like its the last time." He felt worry grow in his chest at her words, she sounded as though she was planning something and he didn't like the tone in her soft voice, her exotic accent always grew stronger when she was angry or scared and he watched her warily. She rolled her hips against him and he lifted her and thrust inside her tight heat, she moaned and held him tightly allowing him to move her, raising her up before dropping her back down and impaling her on his thick cock. She dropped her head back baring her throat and he kissed her neck smelling her sweet blood beneath her pale skin, she pulled his head closer and he leant her back supporting her with his large hands on her soft skin and raked his teeth over her throat. "You should feed, you'll need your strength today." "What about you?" His breathing was ragged as he fought from tearing into her skin. "I'll be fine, just take a little so you have the strength for today." She pulled his head harder to her. "Hyde you need this more than I do, just drink." He growled and sank his fangs into her soft skin, she moaned and thrust against him feeling him pull on her neck and her nails dragging across his back. He thrust up harder drinking deeply before tearing his lips away and looking into her eyes, he threw her back against the bed and turned her so she lay on her stomach. Kissing down her back he nipped at the pale skin of her ass feeling her jump before moving back up and straddling her ass, pushing into her tight pussy he groaned, in this position she was even tighter and he thrust hard listening to her moaning as she pressed her ass upwards against him. He leant forward resting his chest against her back and curled his fingers around her throat, he turned her face and kissed her, his free hand curled into the sheets beneath them and he fucked her thrusting hard against her and her cries filled the room. "Cum with me," she spoke against his lips and he thrust deep spilling his cum inside her and she screamed, her pussy convulsing around his length as she came and he rolled off her panting, he stroked across her lower back and she turned her head to look at him. They didn't say anything and finally he rose from the bed and pulled her after him, wrapping his arms around her he kissed her hair. "We're going to be fine, we just need to wait for Adramelech and then all this will be over." She nodded and they dressed in silence, the silence was broken by a deep male voice. "Daida, you truly are a beauty." They spun round, a man was shown in the reflection of the mirror his hair was a warm brown and curled wildly, his eyes were dark, almost black and he smiled fondly at her. She recognised the room behind him as the Order's library. "Thaeric?" He nodded. "Who were you expecting?" His dark eyes moved to Hyde. "And Hyde, haven't you don well? Not that I can blame you, she is enough to make any man lose their minds." "You touch her and I'll kill you myself." Hyde was trembling with rage and he pushed Daida behind his broad frame. "Don't worry yourself I wont do anything to hurt her. I just wanted to have a little chat. You see we know what you're planning and I'm here to tell you it wont work, you're not strong enough to take me on Daida, just ask your brother." He beckoned and a woman came into view, her blonde hair and large amber eyes gave her a classic beauty but her pretty face was twisted in a snarl. She dragged a figure with her, he was bound in golden chains and he faced the floor but she could see the pain in his eyes. "Dram!" She stepped from behind Hyde. "You let him go you bastard he's got nothing to do with this!" "He has everything to do with this baby, he was here snooping around trying to find a weak spot but as you can see he didn't get too far. Do you know what gold does to a Demon? I've never experienced anything like it before but I've been told it's incredibly painful." "Leave him alone!" "I will baby but I want something from you first." He motioned for his Follower to leave and she dragged her brother out of view. "You come here, you come with me quietly and I'll let him go, Hyde as well. Nothing will happen to them, you have my word on that." "And why should I believe anything you say?" "Because I want you Daida, do you know the reward that awaits me if I bring you to the Archangels?" She was silent for a moment her mind working over what he was saying. "I'll do it." "Daida no." Hyde rounded on her. "What am I supposed to do? He has my brother, he'll hurt you if I don't do what he says. This is the only way." "That's bullshit and you know it." "You're making the right choice," Thaeric's voice was smug and she swallowed the fury she felt. "I trust you remember your way to us?" "Yes." She spoke through gritted teeth. "Very good, I await your arrival." He disappeared and she stared at her own reflection in the mirror. "You cant do this Daida." Hyde spoke and she turned a small smile on her lips. "He's hurt my family, I'm not going to let him get away with this. We're going to him and I'm going to kill him." She took two knives from the black box and handed them to him. "You take these," she placed the last one in the holster on her thigh, then stepped close and slid her arms around his waist. "Hold tight to me." He wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes as a strong breeze whipped around them, when he opened his eyes they were stood in the trees surrounding the castle the Order called their home. He hid the knives in the waistband of his jeans and looked down at her. "You ready?" She nodded and kissed him briefly. "Let's kill that son of a bitch." They ran through the heavy wooden doors of the castle and through winding corridors, finally she skidded to a halt outside another heavy door. She looked to him and he nodded, turning back to the door she kicked it open and they stepped into the large room, the walls were covered with heavy, leather bound books and the door swung closed again behind them leaving them in a dim light thrown out from the fire that burned in the large stone fire place. Thaeric turned to them with a smile. "You really know how to make an entrance don't you?" Her eyes scanned the room and landed on Adramelech, he was knelt on the floor and she waited for him to meet her eyes. "You OK?" He nodded his eyes flashing. "Never better my sister." "Touching, really touching. Chiara," his follower nodded and unwound the chains from the Demon, he stood and looked down at her. "It's a shame, me and you could have had some fun." She smiled at the Demon. "I've had a lot of fun, maybe we could do this again some time." Adramelech walked slowly towards Hyde and Daida and stroked her hair. "Come then Daida," Thaeric held his hand out towards her. "We should go, I know some people who have been waiting a very long time to meet you." She took a deep breath and started across the room. "Daida don't do this." Adramelech called out but she ignored him. "You're going to just let her do this?" He spoke to Hyde who looked at him meaningfully. Thaeric saw this look and smiled. "Ah yes that reminds me." He nodded to Chiara who pulled a gold dagger from her boot and threw it, it seemed to move in slow motion and Daida watched her mouth open and a soft cry coming from her throat. The knife found its mark, lodging deep in her brothers stomach and his eyes widened in surprise before her fell to the ground clutching his stomach. "Dram!" She rounded back on Thaeric. "You said you would let him go!" "I lied." She screamed and leapt at him, taking the knife from her thigh she slashed catching him on the arm and he hissed in pain looking down, the skin seemed to glow, red like fire where the blade had touched him and he took a step backwards. "The Knives of Haphaestus, clever girl." "Fuck you Angel." "I think I will fuck you," he grabbed her around the waist and threw her from him, she landed in a crouch and looked to Hyde who ran at the Angels Follower. Turning her attention back to Thaeric she smiled and straightened. "I wonder what the Archangels will say when they find out you were killed by the girl you were meant to bring to them? I almost wish I could be there to hear it." "Fucking bitch!" He leapt at her and knocked her to the ground, he fell on top of her but she managed to get her feet under his stomach and kicked him off her, spinning round she jumped landing on his chest and landing three punches to his face before he caught her wrists and rolled them, slamming her down her head hit against the stone floor and stars filled her eyes. She managed to roll him off her and flipped back to her feet as he stood, he still smiled and wiped his mouth were blood was forming from his split lip. "A fighter, I like it when they struggle." "Fuck you Angel," she repeated and bringing her hand up she shot a bolt of blue light towards him, it hit him square in the chest and he stumbled backwards, barely keeping his balance and she leapt at him again wrapping herself around him and punching him twice in the stomach before slamming her forehead into his and he fell back to the floor. Taking hold of her wrist he threw her across the floor and followed kicking her violently and she curled into a ball trying to protect herself from his blows. He brought his foot down on the wrist and she relaxed her grip on the knife and he leant down to wrap her hair around his hand, pulling her head up to speak into her ear turned her so she looked at her brother. "He'll die slowly, here, alone. Hyde will come with us, he'll be tortured and you'll see it all. You should have come quietly Daida." "Master!" A shout made him turned, he released his grip on Daida's hair and she looked up. Hyde held Chiara against his chest with the point of one knife resting against her heart, with a smile he pushed the blade into the woman's chest and Thaeric cried out in grief. Daida snatched the knife back and leapt onto the Angels back, driving the knife into his chest she fell back to the floor and scrambled backwards watching as he turned to her. "You'll never win," the red light spread across his chest and his eyes burned black, white wings burst from his shoulder and he fell to his knees watching her. "They are too strong and you'll be sent straight back to hell." He fell forward and the white feathers of his wings drifted away in a soft breeze, she crawled across the floor and pulled her brothers head into her lap, stroking his white hair from his face she looked into his eyes desperately. "Dram, Dram are you alright?" "I'm fine darling," he winced. "We need to get out of here." "Where should we go?" Hyde joined them and pulled the Demons arm over his shoulder, Daida held the other side and they supported him between them. "We're going to Purgatory, Lilith is our only chance now." Daida slipped out from under his arm and pulled the knife from the Angels chest, back at his side she closed her eyes and spoke softly in a language Hyde could not understand, the breeze surrounded them again and when it died down they were stood outside. Rolling hills surrounded them and a little way off stood a large house, the windows were lit with a warm light and Adramelech nodded. "That's the place." Slowly they made their way through the hills and Hyde spoke. "You think she'll help us?" "She's the last hope we've got, if she wont help us we're all dead." ***** If you wish to learn more of Lilith and Thronnes there is a series on this site called 'Tormented'. Daida, Hyde and Adramelech's story will continue there if you wish to carry on reading. Thanks for coming this far! Fallen. Protector- Expanded "Caufield, I have a special assignment for you." Simon DeMille singled his head of security from the sea of employees in the room at the daily morning meeting of DeMille Enterprises. "Sir?" Reece was used to being addressed simply as Caufield, but a special assignment was completely unexpected. "David Atkins escaped from prison last night. I need you to join Cassandra in New York to insure her safety until he is caught. See me in my office after you meet with your team." Reece was aware of the reasoning behind Simon's request, even if he hadn't been an employee of DeMille six years before. David Atkins became obsessed with Cassandra during her freshman year of the fashion program at the University of Georgia. Atkins kidnapped her at the beginning of her sophomore year, squirreling her away in his parent's basement for nearly a week. Somehow she had fought her way free and was found stumbling down the streets of Athens in pieces crafted by Atkins of her own stolen designs. Reportedly, she had not been sexually assaulted, but had only been imprisoned. Reece still wondered about that one. He had somehow managed not to meet her during his two years at DeMille, but he was familiar with her beauty from the pictures all over her father's office. In his career, he'd never seen a kidnapping that didn't involve money or sex, and doubted it was only her talent Atkins fixated on no matter what police report claimed. After a semester off, Cassandra had transferred up to FIT and was currently in the last year of her Master's program. Now, six years later, Atkins was on the loose and to hear Simon tell it, the psychologists at Phillips State believed he was just as obsessed with Cassandra now as he was then. After Simon was finished, Reece had but one question for which he couldn't supply an answer. "Sir, why send me? You and I both know you could hire any number of close protection agents." "Caufield, as usual you sell yourself short." Simon shook his head. Why was Reece Caufield always singing the praises of everyone except himself? "As you said, we both know I could hire any number of people. You and I also know that you are well-suited to this job. You were a decorated FBI Agent before you came to work for me." Right, an FBI Agent who had flown off the handle and nearly beaten a pedophile to death, jeopardizing the case and doing nothing to bring back the child. Instead of fighting the brass, he had resigned and was now heading security at DeMille. With a sigh, Reece accepted what he really had no business fighting anyway, "Just tell me when and where, sir." ~*~ "Cassie, I'm sending someone to watch over you." Simon looked steadily into the camera at the top of his laptop as he addressed the image of his daughter. "Daddy, I'm twenty-five years old. I don't need a baby-sitter." She was this close to simply shutting the computer on her father, but fought the urge. "David Atkins has escaped. The FBI thinks he still wants you. It's my job to insure nothing happens to you, you're all I have in this world." "Ha. You own one of the largest energy companies in the country. I may be your only child, but I'm hardly all you have." Her father played the "you're my baby" card all too often, and she was tired of it. She would have her Master's soon and had already lined up a position designing wedding gowns with Justin Alexander. Why couldn't he just accept she was a fully-grown adult? Simon frowned at Cassie's statement. She might be educated, she may be of age, but he would never stop worrying about her. "You are and will always be my daughter. I have the means to protect you, and I will. Reece Caufield will be there in the next few hours and you will listen to him and do as he says. Until you are are safe, you are under Caufield's control." Cassandra nearly choked. He was sending someone to control her? "I will let him do his secret service thing, but I will not be under his control," she declared through tightly clenched teeth. Dammit, why did they have to Skype instead of talking on the phone like regular people? "Just do as he says and don't put yourself in danger. That's all I ask." He paused before adding something he didn't often say, "I love you, Cassie." "I know you do. I love you too." ~*~ Reece was not a fan or airports, they were full of entirely too many people. Simon had provided him with not only Cassandra's address, but a key. All he had to do was collect his luggage, hail a taxi and head over to her apartment. Should be easy enough. Right. How was he supposed to keep a woman safe in a city like this? He wasn't sure he could keep himself safe. Startled by the sound of a key in her lock, Cassandra struggled from her yoga mat, grabbing the nearest thing resembling a weapon she could find. The door swung open to reveal a large man in a scarred brown leather bomber jacket carrying a duffel bag in one hand and a suitcase in the other. Holy shit. The pictures he'd seen didn't do her justice. She was clutching a crystal lamp in her left hand, but she didn't catch his interest because she might try to brain him with Waterford. Older now than in any of the pictures he'd seen, her reddish-brown hair was tied up in a messy ponytail, her beautiful face bare of makeup. He'd obviously scared her, the tiny pink tank top doing little to hide high, firm, round breasts, accentuated by her rapid breathing, and her matching cotton shorts were just long enough to actually be considered shorts. He looked his fill before answering her. "Your father didn't tell you, did he?" The man asked with a hint of the south in his deep voice. Calming herself, she acknowledged that if he were here to hurt her, he wouldn't have a key or brought luggage. Her right hand to her chest, she answered, "Daddy told me someone was coming, I just didn't expect you to waltz in my house with a key." Reece Caufield walked into her apartment then, setting his duffel and suitcase down before closing and locking the door. As he did, she studied him. He was tall, a good six two or three, and now that she saw him in the light, he was quite attractive. He wore his coffee brown hair almost military short, with a nicely trimmed goatee to match. He looked like he must work out, and when he bent to reclaim his luggage she nearly gasped at his backside. Lovingly cupped by worn jeans, he had a world-class ass. "I would have knocked, but your father provided me with a key, so I used it. I'm sorry to have scared you." Although he had nearly scared her to death, she wasn't about to admit it. "You didn't scare me." "So, you always answer the door with a lamp?" He cocked an eyebrow at her. He knew he'd frightened her, and honestly he was happy she was jumpy. It would be much easier to keep her safe it she believed she was in danger. "It works very well on the Jehovah's Witnesses," she lied before turning around to replace the lamp in question. As she plugged the lamp in, she asked a very important question, "How did you get past the doorman?" Watching her crawl on the floor, Reece cursed his boss. Her father had to know just how gorgeous his daughter was, and still he'd sent Reece up here. She was only a few years younger than he was, and watching her, he hoped he'd be able to keep his hands to himself. "Your father called ahead." Brushing her knees off, she turned around to look at the imposing man in her hallway and thought that being under his control might not be as bad as she'd imagined. Instead of saying anything of the sort, she simply told him, "Lucky for you, I have a guest room." She gave him the nickel tour of her two bedroom, two bath apartment. Admittedly it wasn't a Penthouse, but she knew it was expensive nonetheless. When she'd asked for an apartment in the Garment District, she had expected a studio or perhaps a one bedroom. She should have known that wouldn't work for the illustrious Simon DeMille. She did love the place with its stainless appliances, granite counter tops, marble bathrooms and hardwood floors. The master was large and having a guest room-slash-studio was perfect. In fact, the only thing she'd change was the fact that her father paid every bill on top of her tuition. She was determined to make it on her own as soon as she graduated. Until then, she'd enjoy the little bit of luxury she had while she could. ~*~ He stared at her over his coffee cup. She had to know she was driving him crazy with her pajamas. Here she sat on a barstool in an almost see-through green t-shirt that barely covered her ass. He could easily see her hard nipples, and if she was wearing underwear, it was most certainly a thong. Was she trying to kill him? Chuckling, he turned to head back to his room. Dammit. He'd come into the kitchen this morning in only a pair of jeans, his defined muscles on display for her morning enjoyment, but he'd only grabbed coffee and bolted. She knew they were both enjoying the game, but it had been almost a week and she was running out of "accidental" skimpy outfits. She wandered back to her own room, changing into a grey cashmere wrap sweater, pairing it with jeans tucked into knee-high black leather boots and expertly applied makeup. Swinging her hips as she sauntered down the hallway, she grinned as she called for Reece in a terrible British accent. "Driver, oh driver... Please pull the car 'round, I wish to attend classes." Used to her shenanigans by now, Reece played along. Picking up the landline, he dialed the doorman, requesting a taxi in ten minutes. Reece settled into the back of the classroom with his laptop. He had no interest in the history of worsted wool, or whatever it was they were talking about. Instead, he alternated between email, news sites and watching Cass. The more time he spent with her, the more impressed he was. The woman had every right to act a spoiled little rich girl, but despite the luxury she was accustomed to, she was a hard worker. She spent hours designing, well, he assumed it was designing when she was bent over a sketch pad, and she never shirked a responsibility that he could see. Rapidly scribbling in her notebook, Cass let her mind wander. She didn't feel like she was in danger, at least not from David Atkins. She knew he wanted her designs or whatever his deranged mind had wanted from her, but she felt much more danger emanating from her bodyguard. Every time she was within so much as five feet of him, her body began to hum. When he touched her, even to just guide her with a hand at the small of her back, she felt the imprint of his hand for hours afterward. She had never in her life wanted a man as much as she wanted him, and she was sure he felt it too. She saw him stare at her every morning as she walked into the kitchen in less and less clothing. She knew he had tried to even the field by showing up in only jeans himself. She hoped he would continue the game, step it up. Last night he had her pinned against a wall, but when she was sure he would kiss her, he'd walked away. The man was frustrating. As blatant as she'd made her intentions, he hadn't taken her up on her unspoken, but very clear offer. ~*~ "You are not going out like that." Reece was very careful to school his tone. If she were to go anywhere like that, men would be thinking the same thing he was thinking. "Daddy sent you to protect me, not give me fashion advise." She spun in her too-tight top and too-short skirt, and Reece let out a groan. Turning back to him, her long, chestnut hair flying, she told him, "I know I don't look bad." Not bad, naughty, and more than fuckable, he thought. Risking looking at her again, he shook his head. "That is a matter of opinion." Cassandra looked at Reece and briefly saw raw lust in his amazing face before he iced it over. He had been doing this since he arrived, riling her up just to walk away and she was having none of it any longer. Pinning him with her dark gaze, she said, "Fine, I'll take it off," and pulled her top open. He was stunned. Cassandra DeMille was stripping for him. Hard as a railroad spike, he managed to say, "That's not what I meant," before she was naked. Licking her lips, she advanced on Reece. She got within a hairsbreadth of kissing him, then instead sank to her knees. Ignoring his token protests, she freed his cock and took as much as she could in, savoring his flavor and nearly swallowing him whole. She loved him like he was a favorite treat, adding a hand when necessary, until he was avidly fucking her mouth. Just when she was sure he would come, she backed off, then repeated the process again. Tired of the sweet torture Cassandra was putting him through, he pulled her up, positioning her against the wall, his cock teasing her clit. "I have to be in you," he choked out before capturing her mouth in a wild kiss. She undulated against him, wrapping her long legs around his waist while her hands fisted in his hair. When he had her whimpering, he thrust his tongue into her mouth as he drove home. He took her hard, slamming into her again and again, her head knocking against the wall, her nails scoring his back. He pulled a hand off her ass to finger her clit and she came with a scream, her inner muscles spasming around him and pulling him over with her. They stayed locked together against the wall for a while afterward. He tenderly kissed her lips before confessing, "You don't know how long I have wanted to touch you." "About as long as I have wanted you," she answered, loving the feel of him still buried inside her. "It will put you in danger." She kissed him before asking, "How do you figure, Reece? Daddy sent you up here to protect me from a distant threat. How would sleeping with me put me in danger?" She could feel the wall coming down around him as he pulled away and set her on her feet. They stood there, naked, after the most primal sex of her life, and he wanted to stay away? He stepped further away from her; if he couldn't touch her, maybe he wouldn't. She had broken his control and instead of turning her away, he had fucked her hard against a wall. She was Cassandra DeMille, heiress to the DeMille empire, and in danger. No matter how much he wanted to bury himself within her delectable body over and over again, he couldn't do that to her. ~*~ Distraction equals death. Reece played the mantra over and over in his head and she accompanied Cass to yet another party. She was more than popular, she was a regular social butterfly. Tonight she was dancing with every man there and he'd had just about enough of it. Grinding his teeth, he strode across the room and inserted himself between Cass and the douche grinding against her. She didn't bother hiding her smirk as she asked, "Jealous?" No, he wasn't jealous. He was ready to tear the fucker's head from his body for touching her, but that didn't make him jealous. Shit. He was jealous. "It doesn't matter." Right. His jaw was clenched, his hands balled into fists and his eyes were aglow with blue fire, but it didn't matter. Uh-huh. "Dance with me then." It was a bad idea, but he wrapped his arms around her anyway. She fit there so well, and she smelled so good. He didn't know whether it was shampoo or perfume, but the grapefruit smell was perfectly hers and made him ache. She didn't know how long they simply stood there locked together before he tilted her chin up and brushed his lips over hers. "Distraction equals death, Cass. We can't do this." She tore from his arms, stalking to the other side of the room. Dammit, dammit, dammit. She didn't care about this so-called threat. If David had half a brain, he'd be in Mexico by now. Reece was hot for her, but beyond the most primal sex of her life, she got nothing. Talk about mixed signals. He followed her, knowing she was upset with him, knowing he had to follow through with his decision. "Cass, I can't let anything happen to you." "You won't, Reece. You wouldn't if I didn't mean anything to you, and you certainly won't now." At his non-response, she turned and walked outside, tossing an "Are you coming?" over her shoulder as she did. ~*~ "Reece, talk to me." She was tired of his self-imposed guilt. The past week had been hell. Besides giving orders, he'd said little else. In the weeks before she had broken his control, she had loved talking to him about almost anything. He had little to say about fashion, but had opinions about politics and literature, not to mention all the gossip from Atlanta and DeMille. Now, all he would do was tell her to stay inside or bark an otherwise unnecessary order. Blowing out a breath, Cassandra decided to do the one thing that had garnered his attention before. She whipped her shirt off. "Reece, please look at me." When he didn't emerge from his room, she shimmied out of her jeans as well. She was perched on a barstool in a strapless bra and thong, and he still refused to acknowledge her. Finally, she tossed the bra, and slid her fingers into her panties, sliding through her neatly trimmed triangle to tease her clit. Her other hand cupped a full breast, teasing the nipple into a point. She let out a whimper as she eased three fingers into her pussy. If Reece didn't notice her now, at least she was enjoying herself. She fucked herself relentlessly, finally crying out with her release. Reece couldn't ignore her sounds of pleasure, no matter how he tried. He sat on the bed, hard as humanly possible, with two options. He could give in and go to Cass, or he could jack off. It really wasn't much a choice. Shucking his clothing, he walked into the kitchen. "Baby, stop. Let me do that," Reece demanded as he strode into the room. Damn but the man was fine from the top of his dark head to the ropes of muscle that built him, to the hard as steel cock bouncing against his abs. Lost in his dark blue gaze, she pulled her fingers from herself, daring to lick them clean. With a groan, he dropped to his knees before her, sealing his mouth to her pussy. He suckled her clit, teasing her with his tongue, as Cass writhed on her stool. He continued his sweet meal as he slid two fingers inside her, enjoying the frantic clamp of her muscles. She came all over his mouth, her juices sliding into his goatee as she nearly bucked herself off her stool. He rode her through the orgasm before picking her up and walking her to the couch, but instead of laying her down on it, he bent her over the back and rammed into her. She was fully possessed by Reece and his enormous cock, she almost felt split in half. The rough fabric of the couch teased her nipples and joyfully abused clit as he rode her relentlessly. God, this is what she wanted, needed, craved. No man had ever just taken possession of her body so wholly, always treating her as if she would break. Reece took everything she was more than willing to give. "Harder, Reece. Please!" The last word was a cry as he ramped up the pace and nearly knocked the couch over with the force of their joining. He felt her climax build, and could do nothing to stop his own from slamming into him, pouring himself into her as she spasmed around him. She was boneless, draped over the back of the couch, her gorgeous ass in the air. "I'll move as soon as I can walk again," she told him, her voice muffled by the cushions. "You shouldn't make me seduce you all the time. You could just shove me against a wall or toss me over a couch whenever you'd like, ya know." "I could, could I?" "You could take me anytime, anywhere. I always want you." "Good," he told her before he invaded her pussy again. She wondered how he was already so huge and hard again for a split second before he wound a hand around to play with her clit. He drove into her almost as frantically as he had the first time, but with every entry and retreat he played her clit like an instrument. Before she was ready, she came apart, crying his name. Protector- Expanded God, how he loved that sound. He continued his rapid pace, not even slowing his hand. He pushed her straight from one climax to another and joined her when her body clamped around his again. ~*~ "Your turn." Cassandra turned to her bodyguard turned boyfriend and grinned. She was sitting at her coffee table in just her underwear, bra and one sock playing strip poker with a man wearing all his clothes. So, she was losing on purpose. What was the harm? "Baby, if you wanted to make love, you only had to ask." "What makes you think that? Maybe I'm just bad at poker," she answered through her laughter. "You're too smart to be that bad at poker, babe." Her smile faded. "Maybe I'm just trying not to think of what happens when you leave." He wasn't ready to go there, but he did anyway. "I work for your father, Cass. What would he think of you banging the help?" "Am I supposed to care what he thinks?" She popped up off the floor and began to pace. "This is the real deal, Reece Caufield, and my father can kiss my ass if he has a problem with that. She was a sight to behold when she was mad. He was going to miss that. "You might not care, but I do. Your father pays for your apartment, your tuition and my salary. If he decides to stop paying any of those things, we're both S.O.L." "I have a job lined up. You could get another job." "Are you prepared to give up everything you've ever known for a guy from Aylesford, Virginia? A washed-up federal agent who has been supervising for the last two years? Your father picked me up when I had nowhere to go but back to the Aylesford police force and my brother Reid. I might be able to join the force here, but even if I were to slide in as a detective, I'd make sixty grand, tops. Are you ready to turn your back on your father, on your fortune for that? For me?" She stopped pacing and turned to him. "What are you saying?" "I'm saying that no matter how I feel about you, when this is over, I have to walk away. I won't hold you back like that. I can't allow you to hold yourself back like that." He left her standing in the middle of the living room in her underwear and one sock, her mouth open to say something, her eyes filled with tears. He couldn't turn back and comfort her, not after what he's just said. So, he loved her. That was something he'd have to live with for the rest of his life, but he couldn't ask her to sacrifice herself for him. She still had another semester of school to finish, and he wasn't going to keep her from achieving her dreams any more than he would put her in front of a bullet. ~*~ "Daddy, I'm in love with Reece." Simon wasn't ready for this confession, he wasn't sure if he ever would be. "Reece is your bodyguard, Cassie." "I'm in love with him. Will that be a problem?" Uncharacteristically speechless, Simon fumbled for a moment before asking the all-important question. "Does he love you?" "Yes." The answer came from behind Cassandra, and caused her heart to flutter. She hadn't been expecting Reece during the call, and nearly melted when he'd answered for himself. Positioning himself behind her chair, Reece spoke into the camera, "I love her, sir, but I realize I'm only Reece Caufield." "As I am only Simon DeMille. Caufield, you are a good man." He stopped to clear his throat, his gaze locked on Reece. "I feel it's my duty to require two things of you. First, you have to promise you will protect her with your life." At Reece's nod, Simon continued, "Second, you may not just play house. You do right by her or you walk away now." Reece looked at Cassandra before answering Simon, "I'm not going anywhere, sir." Eyes locked on Reece, Cassandra asked the next question not sure how her father would answer, "You're not going to fire him?" "Should I fire him, Cassie?" "No, Daddy. You sent him to me, you should let me keep him." "Should I now?" Simon shook his head, almost letting himself be sidetracked from his real reason for calling. "I called to tell you David Atkins has been captured and you no longer require a bodyguard, but it appears you continue to find him necessary. In that case, I will let the two of you determine what you want to do." Turning his attention to Reece, Simon told him, "Caufield, I will require you back in Atlanta by the end of the month." With a curt nod, Simon signed off, leaving Cassandra and Reece alone again. She unfolded herself from her desk chair and turned to face Reece. She had to see him when she asked this question. "You love me?" "You know I do." He tucked his hands in his pockets to keep from dragging her toward him. He had to gauge her reactions without his interference, had to know what she felt without him pushing. "What do you suggest we do about it?" "Daddy didn't fire you. He said you were a good man." She smiled, "He was right." "He wants me back in Atlanta in four days. You have almost six months left here." "So, we'll Skype. And I'll visit." "And when you graduate? You have a life here in New York, a job designing wedding dresses." She shook her head, the tears starting to flow. "No, I don't. I turned it down. When I graduate, I'll be designing gowns in Atlanta with Scott Mardsen. I want to be close to you." He opened his arms, and she flew into them. "God, how I love how you fit there," he murmured, adding, "I love you, Cass," before covering her tear-soaked mouth with his own. Unable to answer with words, Cass merely wrapped her arms around him even more tightly and kissed him back with all she had. Protector "Good boy Aramis." She kissed his nose before leaving him and walking through the town. Two small girls played at the edge of a large fountain, they turned to look at her as she approached and she smiled taking care not to show her sharp fangs where her canine teeth should be. "Good evening, could you tell me where to find the Mayor?" The smaller of the two girls shrank in on herself holding a doll close to her chest, but the larger, possibly her older sister, stood. "In the big house down there," the girl looked Daida up and down. "Why are you wearing trousers? Ladies should wear dresses." Daida couldn't help but laugh. "It's easier to run in trousers." She walked down the street until she came to the large house, she knocked on the heavy wooden door and smiled at the man who answered. "Hello, I wish to speak to the Mayor." "He is busy at the moment." She held up the parchment she had pulled from the tree. "He will want to speak to me." The man looked from the parchment to her before nodding and motioning her to follow him. He lead her down a corridor lit with gas lamps to a set of wooden double doors, he knocked and a deep male voice called for them to enter. He pushed open the doors and they walked inside. "Sorry to interrupt but this woman says she needs to speak with you," she stepped forward and the Mayor looked her up and down, a smiled curved his lips and he stood coming round the desk and taking her small gloved hand in his, he kissed it and she had to hold herself back from recoiling from his touch. "My pleasure ma'am." "Likewise," she held up the parchment. "I think I can help you." The Mayor nodded for his butler to leave and the door closed behind him. The man motioned with his hand for Daida to sit and she leant back in the large chair facing his desk, he poured wine into two glasses from a jug and handed one to her. "How do you think you can help?" "Well you tell me, what has been happening here?" He watched her with a raised eyebrow before sitting in his high backed chair. "There have been attacks, animal attacks. No livestock has been taken but children have been disappearing at night, the tracks that are left are of animals but we have never found any evidence of them being anywhere else. We put those up around the forest, hunters live out there and we thought maybe if we offered a reward we could tempt them here and they would help but so far none of them have had any luck." "That's because you're not looking for animals, not really." She drank from her glass and crossed her legs. "I need you to listen very carefully." "Very well." "Has there been a burning smell? The nights the children disappeared?" He nodded. "Yes, its strongest the nights they are taken." "You said no animals have been taken?" He nodded. "Have the animals been exhibiting any strange behaviour?" "The farmers tell me they are spooked by something, acting strangely, refusing to eat. Why? What is this?" "It's not animals you're looking for, I believe you are being targeted by a Witch." He laughed and shook his head but she saw a flash of fear in his eyes. "That's not possible." "And wolves taking children but not sheep is? Have there been any trials here in the last few years?" He looked to the door before sighing, placing his glass on the desk he leant forward. "Three years ago, there was a woman, Mary Shaw. She practised the craft. You know what people are like, a story like that gets out and they panic, parents feared she would take their children, they pressured me to do something. I did the only thing I could think of. I tried her, found her guilty and burned her. Everything was calm for a while then a year later the first child disappeared, one or two went in the first year, since then they've been more frequent and now its one or two a month, sometimes two in the same week." "How old have these children been?" "I don't know, young?" "Five?" "About that age maybe. How do you know all of this?" "The Witch you burned, Mary, she is the one taking the children. It is possible before death she was a White Witch, they are harmless, take their power from nature their spells can be used to help crops flourish. Any form of witchcraft is feared and when you killed her she had a choice, she could die and move on or she could transform and use her powers for evil. I'm guessing she chose the latter." She drank again. "Witches use children, a Witch who has been burnt using them to replenish their power, they can only be used in their fifth year. The children who have been taken, they are the ones whose parents forced the trial?" "Most of them." She nodded and stood. "You shouldn't tell anyone what is happening here. I will check the forest tonight and tomorrow I'll bring the children back to you, if its not too late." "Wait, what about the animal tracks?" "She wont be strong enough to bring the children herself, she will be using wolves to do her work. Wolves are drawn to Witches, especially White Witches." "But what if another one is taken?" "Aramis will know if she plans to take another. He will stand outside the door of the house where the child is, if you see that get every able bodied man there and do not let anything in or out." She began to leave but he called out again. "Wait, who's Aramis?" She looked over her shoulder and smiled showing her pointed fangs. "My horse." Back in the stable she untied Aramis and stroked his neck. "You be good OK?" She walked from the town and into the trees, lifted her face she sniffed, scenting the air until the acrid smell filled her nostrils, wincing she looked around. Taking the gun from the holster at her ribs she walked slowly checking each trunk for any sign. She walked the woods for an hour before another smell reached her, soft, sweet. She took a step towards it but a scream invaded her ears and she spun round looking back towards the soft light of the village, cursing she took off at a run, her Vampyre blood made her faster than any human and she skidded to a halt at the outskirts listening again. She sensed Aramis' distress and ran to the house, there were hoards of people outside and a large grey wolf snarled at them, the fur on its back stood on end and its eyes watched the people thrusting swords, pitch forks and whatever other weapons they could find at it. Raising her gun she hit it in the back of the head with the wooden handle and it fell to the floor unconscious, the gathered crowd screamed and she raised a gloved finger to her lips. "Quiet, leave that one." Aramis stamped the floor and she looked up at the open window, leaping up she caught her fingers on the sill and pulled herself into the first story room, she heard the gasps of the gathered people and looked around the dark room. A second wolf, larger than the first, stood over a sleeping child, she whistled and it turned to her, it growled and leapt towards her but she raised and hand and caught it round the back of the neck, ripping off her glove with her teeth she placed her hand into the warm fur and closed her eyes. "Amaeris notoriea." A soft light glowed where her palm touched the beast and it suddenly went still looking up at her with its glowing eyes. She stroked it gently and it licked her fingers. She walked to the child and placed her hand on the boys forehead, it was hot but he was breathing steadily and she leant to whisper in his ear. "Rasfara." His eyes flickered open and he sucked in a breath, his dark eyes looked at her terrified and she shushed him stroking his forehead softly. "It's alright, you're OK now." The door to his bedroom slammed open and his parents burst in, they screamed as they saw the wolf but she held up a hand. "Stop." "Kill it!" The mother screamed and she shook her head. "If you want to get the other children back alive we need them, do not hurt them." She brushed past the parents and the wolf followed behind, outside she shooed the crowd away from the first wolf and gently touched its snout speaking into its ear, the words were too quiet from them to make out but the wolf lifted its head and licked her hand. Without a word she walked from the house the wolves and Aramis following her. She returned to the Mayors house and walked through the door the wolves following but Aramis remained outside, the butler screamed as the beasts walked past him but they paid no attention to the man. She pushed open to door to his office and he looked from her to the animals. "The children are alive." "How do you know?" "I can feel them, tomorrow I will go and retrieve them, it is best if I go in daylight. If she is still taking children she is not at full strength yet and in the day she will be weakest. I will need them to lead me so no harm is to come to them," she heard the voices of the townsfolk approaching and smiled. "We need to see him now!" The door burst open and they stormed into the room, many clutched their children to their chest and she recognised one of them as the boy the wolves had come to collect. "What is happening? Who is she?" The Mayor stood and held his hands up. "Calm down she is here to help." "What are those things doing here?" A woman spoke her voice high pitched, hysterical. "They took my daughter." "And if you want to see her again you'll shut your mouth and listen and if any of you lay a finger on these animals you will never see those children again." She spoke up, she still sat in the chair her feet resting on the desk facing away from the mob, she reached down to stroke the soft fur of the larger wolf. "Who are you?" "Daida, I'm a Protector and I'm going to bring those children back." "How? We don't even know why these things took them, they could be anywhere by now, how could you possibly find them?" "Because I know who took them," she turned the chair so she faced them and crossed her legs, she still stroked the wolf with one hand and tapped the nails of the other against the arm of the chair. "Three years ago you killed an innocent woman, you believe she practised Witchcraft." "She was a Witch, she would have killed us, our children." "She was a White Witch, they live among humans, Black Witches don't. Black Witches are the ones that will do you harm, White Witches will do nothing but help you, help your harvest, your livestock, even your fertility. Mary Shaw was a White Witch and you burned her alive, if someone had done that to you wouldn't you be a little pissed off? When a White Witch is killed with no justice to her, she is given a choice. She may die, move on and try and find peace, or she can embrace the black magic inside very Witch and be revived to have her revenge. You brought this upon yourself and now, if you do not want my help, she will continue to take your children until she is at full strength then I cannot begin to imagine what she will do to you. If you've never been burned alive let me tell you," her gloved hand touched her leg through her trousers absent-mindedly. "It fucking hurts." "It's Mary?" A young man stepped forward and she raised her eyes to look at him, his green eyes widened as he saw hers but he didn't look disgusted like most people. "She's alive." "If you can call it that." She stood and the wolves followed her, the crowd split as she left but the man ran after her, outside he caught hold of her arm and she wrenched it away spinning to look at him, the wolves growled menacingly and he took a step back. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you, I just need to know. Are you sure its Mary?" She nodded looking at him warily. "She was my friend, I cant believe she would do something like that, she was so sweet." "Being burned alive will turn anyone into a bitch." She turned to walk away but he called out again. "Please, I want to help." "You cant," she didn't stop, her heeled boots tapping against the cobblestone street. As she walked a familiar smell reached her, she nodded to the wolves. "Protect the children." They ran from her side and she started towards the trees, the darkness pressed around her and she listened carefully. A hand on her arm spun her round ripping her coat off in the process and she was pressed against a tree, she searched the darkness until she found his red eyes and sighed. "Vampyre, I should have known you would follow me." "I told you they wont hesitate to kill you if you do not cooperate. I don't want to be the one to do it." She laughed and pushed on his chest, he took a step backwards but recovered taking her wrists in one hand and holding them against the tree, he leant down so theirs eyes were level and spoke quietly but the anger in his voice made her shudder. "You don't think I could do it, you think my feelings for you will stop me from hurting you. You are not as safe with me as you think little one," he curled his fingers round her throat cutting off her air and her eyes widened as she tried to suck in a breath but couldn't. His eyes were burning into her and for the first time in over one hundred years she felt scared, he had looked at her like this once before and the outcome had been dangerous for both of them. Without thinking she pushed forward, pressing herself against him and felt his hard cock against her stomach, she moaned and wriggled trying to get closer and he closed his eyes. Leaning down he kissed her and his hand moved from her neck to thread through her soft hair, he still held her wrists in one hand and she tugged trying to free herself, he let her go and her small hands curled into his shirt pulling him closer reaching on tiptoe to press herself closer and he slipped one hand between her legs. She moaned against his lips and slipped her tongue into his mouth, he pressed a finger up against her and she whimpered trying to get closer wrapping a leg around his waist and pulling herself up. He lifted her and pressed her against the tree, reaching behind him he undid the buttons on her boots and let them drop to the floor, he unfastened her trousers and slipped his hand inside feeling her wet against his fingers. He kissed her again running his hands over her thighs, her slim waist and over her breasts, he ripped the white shirt open and tore through the tight under-shirt, her breasts bared to his gaze he stared at her pale skin hungrily before leaning down and taking a small pink nipple into his mouth. "Dalton." She dug her fingers into his hair and held him to her as he sucked, licked and nibbled the sensitive skin until she was trembling and thrusting her hips against him desperately. "What am I going to do with you child?" He lifted his head from her breast and stared into her eyes. "Whatever you want." His eyes flashed and his smile was feral. "Say it again." She shivered and flicked her small tongue over her plump lips. "You can do whatever you want with me." "Good girl." He threw her onto the floor and pulled off her trousers, laying between her legs he kissed her stomach and down towards her pussy, tracing his finger down the centre he pushed inside her and she moaned arching her back and her nails digging into the dirt beneath her. Gently he brushed across her clit with his tongue and she shuddered, he circled the small nub of flesh and twisted his finger inside her tight pussy. He settled his shoulders against her thighs keeping her spread beneath him and leisurely played with her until she trembled violently against him, lifting his head he looked down at the burnt skin at the top of her legs and stroked his fingers over it gently, he still moved his finger inside her and listened as her breathing became erratic. "Why wont you let me heal that?" She laughed in frustration and pushed herself into her elbows to look down at him. "Why do you want to?" He kissed the skin. "You could do it yourself you know?" He added a second finger and she dropped her head back her hands curling into fists. "You're just too stubborn to use any ability to help yourself." "You don't know me Vampyre." He slid up her body but kept his fingers buried inside her, kissing her lips he began to thrust in and out watching pleasure cloud her face. "I do know you, I know you better than anyone." "Shut up and fuck me." Her eyes sparkled half with frustration and half with arousal and he grinned. "As you wish." Undoing his trousers he pushed into her and groaned feeling her wet heat, she was still resting on her elbows pushed away from the ground and he wrapped an arm around her waist. She moved her hands to hold onto the collar of his shirt and pushed her hips up matching his thrusts, his hair fell over his shoulders to touch her skin and she shivered, he flipped her so she was on all fours and thrust back into her from behind. Taking hold of her hips he held her tightly and slammed into her, the tight walls of her pussy massaged his thick cock and she cried out, he ran his hand over the soft skin of her rounded ass and when she pushed back against him he smacked her hard and she bit her lip going still. "No no little one, you said I can do whatever I want with you. Stay still and let me." He looked down at her, with a hand in her hair he pulled her upright so her back was against his chest and placed his other hand over her pussy, her hands were trapped behind her between their bodies and he twisted her head so he could kiss her. His thrusts were deep and he found her clit with his finger and circled it, she leant her head back to rest on his shoulder and he placed his lips against her neck feeling her blood rush under her skin. "Go on." He stilled and her eyes were closed but she continued to speak. "I want you to." He thrust hard and she jumped against him, he thrust again harder burying himself as deep as he could into her tight pussy and on the third he bit into her neck her blood rushing into his mouth and he groaned. She tasted like no one he had ever known, the different species in her giving her an exotic, strange taste. She was entirely intoxicating. He drank deeply and she shuddered against him, his fingers flew over her clit and she cried out as she came her juices spilling over his cock and he followed, filling her and kept her close waiting for their breathing to even out. Finally he released her and they stood, she buttoned up her shirt and pulled on her trousers while he refastened his own, he watched her as she dressed and felt the emotion he worked so hard to conceal well up. "I wont be able to protect you forever. Regardless of how I feel about you I still work for them, they own me Halfling. Please I don't want to do it." "Then don't." She had dressed and stepped towards him, gently she touched his chest with a gloved hand. "I cant go back Dalton you know I cant, please just let me go. You could come with me." She blinked back tears. "I love you." She reached up and kissed him. "We could leave, they would never find us. We wouldn't have to be scared of them any more." He watched her for a moment before shaking his head. "I'm sorry." She took her hand away and stepped back. "I wont go without a fight." "I know you wont." "I wont hesitate. If I have to, I will kill you." "I know." Her eyes were filled sadness and she took a shuddering breath. "Good bye Vampyre." "Good bye Halfling." She turned and walked away, a single tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away angrily. The lights guided her back and she found her way to the inn where she had a room, she climbed the stairs wearily and when she turned down the corridor she sighed. The young man from before was sat outside her door but leapt to his feet when he saw her. "Please just listen." "I don't have time for this," she unlocked her door and walked inside, she went to close it but he stuck his foot in the way and she frowned angrily at him. "Look in case you didn't hear me earlier I'm going to fight a Witch tomorrow, I do not have time to listen to whatever it is you have to say." Protector "Look Mary isn't bad, she was my friend. What these people did to her was sick and she didn't deserve it. I think maybe if I can talk to her I can help you. She doesn't need to suffer any more." "Moron," her accent began to thicken as the anger got harder to control. "She isn't your friend any more, she is nothing of what she used to be. She gave that up when she accepted her dark powers and I do not have the time or the patience to save your sorry ass as well as the children." She leant forward and he recoiled as her eyes flashed dangerously. "Now do yourself a favour and go to bed, that's where you'll be the most use to me." She slammed the door and locked it, sitting on the bed she rested her head in her hands and tried to calm her breathing. Thoughts of Dalton filled her mind and she spent the night aimlessly wandering round the room. Finally the sun came through the window and she placed two guns into the holsters at her ribs, two knives on her thighs and her axe at her hip. Walking downstairs she came face to face with a crowd of people. "How do we know you can trust you? She's a witch, what can you do? How can you beat her?" A woman stepped forward and jabbed her in the chest, she looked down and raised an eyebrow before looking back into her dark eyes. Tilting her head to the side she watched the woman's face turn frightened as her hand was forced backwards away from Daida. "You can trust me because I gave my word I would bring those children back and as for how I can beat her." She tossed her head and the woman was thrown to the side as though caught in a gale. "I can beat a Witch because I am a Witch and no before you ask I am not the friendly kind, now if you want my help I am the only way to get those children back, you can either let me do my job or you can stay in my way and see what I get like when I'm really pissed off." "You're a Witch?" a voice piped up from the back of the crowd and she took a deep breath trying to calm herself. "I really don't have the time and I don't care what you think enough to stand here and explain what I am to you. If you want your children back you'll step aside and let me through." The woman opened her mouth to speak again but a man placed his hand on her shoulder and stepped forward, he looked up at her with pleading eyes and took her gloved hand, she flinched at the contact watching his face for any signs of pain and relaxing slightly when she saw none. "Please, she has my son. You have to bring him back" Gently she took her hand from his gripped and walked down the steps onto the street, whistling she called Aramis and the wolves to her and swung herself into the saddle. She rode into the forest following the wolves until they stopped outside the mouth of a dark cave. She slid from the saddle, peeled off her glove and holding her hand palm up spoke quietly. "Afira." A small flame danced into life on her skin and she walked inside, the flame lit the darkness and she stared around. A small noise caught her attention and she whipped round. Cages stood against the back wall of the cave, inside these cages the children were huddled, fifteen in total, boys and girls all of the same age. She held a finger to her lips and looked around the rest of the cave, it looked deserted and she quickly bent and snapped the locks holding the cages closed, beckoning to the children she lead them outside and they blinked in the bright sunlight. The wolves stood outside and they shrank back in fear. "It's OK, these two are going to take you home," she blew on her hand and the flame disappeared. "You just follow them OK, and stay together, no one gets lost alright?" A girl stepped forward and looked up into her eyes. "Are you an Angel?" She laughed derisively but smiled at the girl. "Something like that, you go home now, your parents are worried about you." "A Protector? Well don't I feel special?" Daida turned and the children screamed. A tall figure stood at the mouth of the cave, her clothes were torn and blackened with ash, her skin was red, cracked and bleeding and where her eyes should have been were two burning holes. Daida looked her up and down. "God you're ugly, if I was you I would have stayed dead." "I may look bad now but once I finish with these little ones I'll be as beautiful as you." Mary lifted her head and breathed in, where her nose had been was nothing but a hole and what was left of her lips pulled back into a cruel smile. "You are Vampyre, at least some of you." "I'm many things and you're not having these children." "And who is going to stop me? You? I have the dark magic you cannot stop me." Mary raised a hand a bolt of blue light sprung from her fingertips, Daida held up one hand and the light split going around her only, her hair lifted in the breeze and she smiled at the Witch. "You think you're the only one with the dark magic?" She brought both arms up and the sky filled with clouds, her eyes darkened bleeding out until they were two black pools in her pale face. "I'm the Devil, face your maker." Bringing her hands round the same blue light shot from her hands and hit the Witch in the chest, the flame danced to life again and she slammed her foot to the floor. The earth rose in a wave and threw Mary backwards, she fell onto her back and Daida took the gun from her ribs advancing on the Witch. A presence made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end and she looked towards the trees, Dalton was there, she couldn't see him but she could feel him there. A scream brought her back to the present and a force hit her in the chest and she was knocked backwards, the Witch advanced on her her hand raised ready to deliver the killing blow when another shout sounded. "Mary!" The Witch turned as a heavy rock struck her in the side of the head and she stumbled and in the moment of confusion Daida raised the gun and shot her through the heart. She fell to the floor and the children screamed in fear. "It's OK." She placed the gun back into the holster and knelt beside the body of the Witch, her skin was healed and her light blue eyes stared up at the sky, her blonde hair was back and Daida placed her hand on the woman's forehead. "Gietarae amenophus." A light flowed from her hand to the woman and she stood. Looking towards the trees she couldn't help but smile. "I thought I told you it was dangerous." "Hey, I saved your ass." The man stepped forward running his hand through his red hair, he smiled sheepishly. "I just wanted to help." She nodded. "We're going to take Mary home. She deserves a proper burial." He nodded and lifted the woman into his arms, they walked back through the forest together and as they approached the village she heard the shouts of the parents, the children ran forwards into their waiting arms and she walked through the crowd without saying a word, Aramis and the wolves followed her and the man carried Mary after them. They reached the Mayors house and entered, walking through to his study she opened the door. "You brought them back." The Mayor smiled at her disbelievingly. "Thank you." "Yeah I didn't do it for free, you know Mary didn't deserve what happened to her. You need to bury her, properly, pay tribute to what she did for you. Your crops will have been healthier, none of your livestock would have died or got sick while she was alive and you killed her. She deserves more than that." She nodded and the man lay her body on the floor of the office. "I'll take my payment now." The Mayor nodded and handed her a sack filled with gold coins. "Thank you again, I don't know what we would have done without you." She said nothing but turned and walked from the house, back in her room she loaded her bag and outside attached it to Aramis' saddle, the wolves still followed her and she sighed. "Fine you can come along but no howling at the moon all night, I get enough of that already." She walked from the stables and stopped her eyes widening in horror at the crowd gathered outside. A man stepped forward tears in his eyes. "Thank you, you brought them back. We can never repay you." She nodded feeling uncomfortable and made her way through the crowd, the thanks of the people made her skin burn and she couldn't bring herself to look them in the eyes, finally she was on the outskirts of the village and she breathed a sigh of relief. A small hand on her leg made her turn and she looked down into the eyes of the small girl. She held up and a blue flower and Daida took it with a smile. "Thank you." The girls voice was quiet and she turned and ran back to the houses, Daida watched her go before swinging herself into the saddle and set off into the trees. It didn't take her long to realise she was being followed, the sound of the second horses hooves deafening to her sensitive ears but she waited for an hour before stopping at a clear river. Jumping from the saddle she busied herself in her bag waiting for the footsteps to draw close before reaching out and taking hold of his arm, pressing his against the tree she held the blade of her knife to his throat and looked into his eyes. "What are you doing?" "Look I know you said you don't want help and in bed is where I'll be the most use to you, I'd like to explore that by the way, but please, I saw what you did. It was the most amazing thing I've ever seen and if I don't get out of that place now I'm going to rot there. Please." She looked into his eyes realising he was completely serious. Stepping back she returned the knife to the holster at her thigh and folded her arms. "And how could you help me?" She didn't know what it was but there was something about this man she liked. He smiled and ran his hands through his hair tugging at the ends. "I'm a fast learner, I'm good with a knife and I can learn to use the other weapons. Its another set of eyes in case something else happens like today and maybe a bit of company as well? Your people skills could use some work." She couldn't help the laugh surprising herself. "What's your name?" "Hyde." "Well then Hyde, you can travel with me until I reach my next job then that's where you're staying. What I do is dangerous, you shouldn't even know as much as you do." "Look I think I can help you." She held up a hand and he closed his mouth. "This isn't something you can just learn." "I could try." "I'm not splitting my pay." "I have money." "You're not going to drop this are you?" "No ma'am." She sighed in frustration and folded her arms across her chest. "The first time you fuck up that's it. I'm not here to look after you." "I understand." She climbed back into the saddle and watched as he called his own horse from the trees, it stood slightly taller than Aramis its coat a warm chestnut brown, he climbed up and looked down at the wolves at her feet. "So are they yours now?" "They go where they want to, I just thought it cruel to separate them. Wolves mate for life you know." She squeezed her heels into the horses sides and took off through the trees, they rode in silence until she held up a hand bringing them both to a stop, she scented the air and grimaced. "Shit," the wolves whined and she leant down to stroke them behind the ear soothing them. "There's something here. Is there anything near here, a town?" "There's a town maybe four hours ride away, its big, trades in nearly everything for these parts. Its by the coast so they get the oversea business, it does well. What is it?" "I'll tell you when we get there." She kicked her heels again and they rode through the day, he watched the strange girl intently and when they finally arrived in the bustling town he directed her to an inn. They settled the horses in the stable and he took the heavy bag from her surprised at how much it weighed, she had carried it like it was nothing, she smiled and walking into the bustling tavern on the ground floor. Walking to the bar she smiled at the woman serving. "Good evening, we need some rooms." "Of course, just the one?" "Ah no, we'll need two please, but next to each other if you could." The woman nodded and handed them two keys. They went upstairs and she handed him his key. "Meet me downstairs in five minutes, we'll eat and I'll try and explain to you." She disappeared and he watched after her, he couldn't help but smile and walked into his own room, he dropped off his own small bag and went back downstairs, ordering two jugs of ale he walked to a table and sat waiting for her. She joined him minutes later and drank deeply. "So what is it?" He spoke and she placed her gloved hands on the table. "From what I smelt coming in we're looking for Vampyre and a lot of them. We'll have to ask around, see if anyone has noticed anything strange, any strange deaths. We're looking for young people, twenty to thirty, bodies being left drained of blood. Its not something people can explain away so someone in here will have heard something. This is the kind of town they would target, plentiful supply of prey and far enough away that they would have plenty of time to run if they heard of a Protector coming." "Wait then wont they know that you're here?" She shook her head. "I still do the job I'm just my own boss now, I came voluntarily so they wont know that I was coming. Working with the Order I never had that advantage, I guess its one good thing about being hunted." "Hunted?" "Long story." "Wait you said Vampyre? As in wooden stakes, garlic, burns in sunlight Vampyre?" "That's the one, well ones that hunt like these ones have been at least. A thousand years ago the Vampyres made a deal with God, they could walk among us as long as they swore to only feed when they needed it. Most of them survive by taking a little blood once or twice month and normally the humans don't even realise its happened, they do it at night, take it from the wrist or the groin rather than the neck. The ones that refused to cooperate still live as monsters. That's what we will be facing." Hyde drank and the woman walked over to the table, she was plump with soft breasts and blonde hair, she smiled warmly at the handsome man and leant her hands on the table leaning over to him. "Can I get you two anything to eat?" He smiled and Daida couldn't help but notice his boyish good looks, his red hair was more blonde and his straight nose was covered in freckles, his jaw was strong and was covered in stubble. His shoulders were broad and his hands covered in callouses, he must have worked outside before this. "Can you recommend anything?" His voice was playful and she giggled slightly blushing. "We have a rabbit stew? I made it myself and the bread." He licked his lips and Daida felt a jolt of lust go through her before shaking it off. "We'll have two please." The woman nodded and hurried back to the kitchen, Daida rested her chin on her fist and looked at him. "Well well, aren't you a charmer." He smiled. "Don't worry sweetheart, you're the prettiest." She rolled her eyes and the woman arrived back at the table carrying their food. "No charge." Hyde winked and she blushed again before leaving, they ate for a moment before he spoke again. "So where do we start looking for these things?" "We wait for tonight, they don't attack every night and from the smell they were here last night. You need to learn everything you can about them before tomorrow." "What happens tomorrow?" "We ask around, find out what people know and what they're willing to tell us, then we go hunting." They finished eating in silence and upstairs she ducked inside her room and brought out a heavy book. "Read it, all of it. I don't have time to help you through it." "Wait all of this," he flicked through the pages. "There's loads." "Then you better get started." She smiled and closed the door in his gob-smacked face. A hand on her wrist spun her round and another pressed against her mouth silencing her scream. She looked into his red eyes and pushed against his chest throwing him from her, she took the knife from her thigh and watched him, crouched and ready. "Who is he?" "Why do you care?" He growled low in his chest. "Daida please, they've given me one more chance and then they're sending him after you." Her eyes widened as fear gripped her, icy cold in her chest and she shook her head. "No, please Dalton you cant let them." "I don't have a choice, I didn't chose any of this. I never wanted any of this but this is what is happening. You are the one who left. You could have stayed with me." "Not with what they wanted us to do." "We were helping people." "We were killing them!" "We needed to, it had to be done! They died so we could protect others." "We tortured them, killed them. They begged to die and the Order wouldn't let them." "They were monsters." "So are we." The were tears rolling down her cheeks and she shook all over. "What do you think we are to them?" He took hold of her hand and shook the knife from her grip, pulling her to him he kissed her until she stopped struggling and lifted her into his arms, he stripped their clothes away as he walked to the bed and when he lay her down they were both naked. He thrust into her and she whimpered biting his shoulder gently trying to keep her moans quiet and he pounded into her, her nails raked down his back and he gritted his teeth thrusting harder. He wasn't gentle or sweet, there were no whispered words, no soft caresses, he fucked her his need primal and matched by hers. He held her wrists against the bed his fingers digging into her skin hard enough to bruise her, she whimpered in pain and he slammed into her hitting against her cervix each time he bottomed out inside her. She wrapped her legs around him pulling him closer, some small part of her shouted at her to stop but she couldn't instead only wanting to feel him closer, deeper. He moved one hand down to her waist holding her tightly, her cries fuelling him on until he exploded thrusting deep inside and spilling his cum into her, she tensed as her own orgasm gripped her and she cried out, still muffled against his neck and he rolled off her panting. "They don't know I'm here. I can hold them off for a few days, maybe a few weeks, say that you've gone off the map but I cant give you long. The next time I see you will be your last chance." He sat up and faced away from her dressing quickly, turning back he tilted her head up to look at him. "If you don't come with me then, he's going to come for you and even you cant stop him." He kissed her and when she opened her eyes again he was gone and she was alone in her room, she filled the tub with boiling water from the fire and stepped into it, pulling her knees to her chest she wrapped her arms around her legs feeling the shaking of her body subside. She didn't know how long she sat there before the door opened and Hyde burst in. "This stuff is incredible." She raised an eyebrow and his cheeks flushed as he looked at her naked body. "Oh God I'm sorry." She leant back. "Don't worry." She waved a hand for him to continue, he moved to sit on the bed and began leafing through. "You've fought these before?" "I've done a lot of things with them before." "So a wooden stake kills them?" She nodded. "And the Holy Water that works too? And the crucifix?" "The Holy Water and the crucifix repel them, the wood kills them. The first stake was made from the cross that bore Jesus. Judas, as a punishment for betraying him, was made the first Vampyre." "So they all come from him." "Distantly," she dipped her head under the water and ran her fingers through her hair, his eyes were drawn to her large breasts, slim waist and round hips and he felt his stomach jolt as he looked at her. She pulled her legs up to rest on the side of the tub and leant her head back. "You don't need to know about their history, you need to know about how they are now. How do they hunt?" Protector "In a pack, four or five push the victim towards the nest and the rest take them when they get there. They work at night and make it sound like animals, the people think they're running away from something instead of towards something." "Good. How many do they take at a time?" "Two or three depending on the size of the nest, they keep them alive for a few days so they can all feed and when they're finally drained dump the bodies in different places so no one can trace back to them. The nest is where they sleep during the day, normally underground, somewhere light cant get to." "Very good." She looked at him. "Close your eyes." He smiled and made a show of covering his green eyes and she stood from the tub drying herself with the towel and, pulling a white nightdress from her bag, she dressed quickly. It was tight to her torso before falling in a loose skirt to the floor, she walked to the desk and taking a knife began shaving wood from a small block. "We're going to start you off with a gun," she glanced over at him. "Can you shoot?" He nodded. "My father taught me to hunt, I'm a pretty good shot." "Well you need to be better. Vampyres are fast and they don't hesitate to kill if they get the chance, there is going to be a lot of them and I wont be able to keep an eye on you. Still think you want to do what I do?" "Are you kidding? This is incredible! I had no idea there were things like this out there and you keep everyone safe from them." "You're taking it all very well, it normally takes people a while to get their heads around this stuff." "I don't know I guess I just never wanted to be where I was, I wanted something different and now I've found it. I want to help you ma'am." She put the first bullet down and began on a second. "Daida." "That's a real pretty name." She shook her head at his flirting and continued to carve the bullets, he sat on her bed reading from the book until early morning, when he finally went to bed he was asleep the minute his head hit the pillow. He slept for a couple of hours before a knock on the door woke him, he opened it and looked her up and down, she was dressed in brown trousers and a black shirt, she wore her black gloves again and tapped her foot impatiently. "Come on, you need to eat we've got a long day ahead of us." She walked down the corridor and disappeared downstairs, he dressed quickly and followed joining her at the table and digging into the breakfast of bread, eggs and bacon. She looked around at the faces of the people, judging them silently. "What are you looking for?" He spoke with his mouth full and she raised an eyebrow. "We need to make sure that people dying, its possible the Vampyres were just passing through, taking maybe one or two then moving on. A Vampyres scent lingers for weeks after they leave, as long as someone has been taken recently we have a lead and can track them." "So we need to ask around about people turning up dead and drained?" She nodded and he looked over at the bar, the same woman from last night was staring over but looked down blushing when he caught her eye, he winked and Daida and stood. "Wait here sweetheart." She watched as he walked over and leant on the bar, she heard the woman giggle and the two spoke for a moment before he walked back over. "Twenty people in the last two months have gone missing, seventeen of those people have shown up drained of their blood. You're welcome." "Very impressive." "If someone wants to talk to you enough they'll talk about anything." He winked and she shook her head, standing she lead him from the inn and into the street, she lead him away from town and out into the forest. The two wolves bounded to meet them and she stroked them. "We just got try round everywhere, their nest will be close to town but hidden, a cave or something underground, the smell is strongest from that direction," she pointed towards the sea in the distance. "It's a good a place as any to start." The began walking through the trees, he watched her and she felt his eyes on her back, finally she sighed and turned to face him. "What?" "Back home with the Witch, you said you had dark magic, that you were the Devil. What did you mean?" "I don't have time to explain it now." She continued to walk and he hurried to fall into step beside her. "We could walk and talk, I just figure if I'm going to be helping you I should know a bit about you." "OK one we're not working together, two, you don't need to know anything about me and three, I know nothing about you but you don't see me complaining." "Well I'm nowhere near as interesting sweetheart, I just want to know. Where you born like that or did you learn it?" "Neither." "Then how?" She sighed and turned to face him. "If I promise to answer your questions later will you please let me work?" "If I can ask one now you have a deal." She rolled her eyes but motioned for him to continue. "How did you get your magic?" "A Witch killed me." He frowned and looked her up and down. "That doesn't make any sense, how are you here if a Witch killed you." "You said one question and I answered it. Now if you really want to help me and do what I do then I need you to shut your pretty mouth and let me do my job." He raised his hands in defeat and they carried on through the trees, finally they came to the edge of a steep cliff uphill from the town and she grimaced. "We're close, it stinks of Vampyre." She sniffed the air again. "They have some, maybe two, they're still alive. We need to get them out without waking the Vampyres, if they have a good nest the sunlight wont get to it and they be able to move in the day if they feel they need to. I cant be looking out for them as well as you so we get them out quietly and quickly." "OK," he held out his hand and she frowned. "Well you said you would start me with a gun, surely I should have one just in case." "You wont need it, not if you're quiet." "Well just in case, come on you just said you cant be looking out for all of us. If I have a gun I can take care of myself, think of it as a way to prove myself to you." She sighed and took one of the guns from her ribs and handed it to him. "It's loaded, wooden bullets, you only shoot if you have to and through the heart." He nodded and took the gun. She stepped off the cliff turning to catch onto a rock and began to climb down, he looked over the edge before following her. They climbed quickly until she held up and hand pointed, to their left was the opening of a cave, she swung herself over to the entranced and dropped silently onto the floor of the cave, he joined her and looked around. The cave was dark and she placed a finger to her lips and began to walk into the cave, someone had hollowed out a tunnel in the rock of the cliff and as the went down the light from outside disappeared and they were plunged into blackness. Finally a soft light glowed from up ahead and they stepped into a large space, the stone had been carved away to make a room and candles were mounted on the walls, blankets and pillows covered the floor and in the nest the Vampyres slept. She counted twelve of them. In the corner a woman was tied, her eyes fell on them and she tried to speak against the gag, Daida placed a finger to her lips and the woman fell silent. She nodded to Hyde who stepped carefully across the sleeping bodies and quickly untied the woman. "Shh, you're OK now, we're going to get you out of here." He took hold of her arm and lead her back to Daida. "Get her out of here but be quiet, we don't want to wake them up." They started down the path that lead back to the cliff until the woman's foot hit against a pile of bones on the floor. An animal like noise came from the nest and Daida sighed. "Run." They set off at a sprint listening to the Vampyres as they pursued them, suddenly Daida skidded to a halt and Hyde shouted to her. "What are you doing?" "Take her, go!" "What about you?" "I said go!" He cursed and took hold of the woman's arm and dragged her after him, Daida turned and faced the Vampyres as they swarmed on her. "Good morning, you sure are up early today." She looked at their grey skin and red eyes. "I'm so glad I didn't end up looking like you." She brought her hands up and flames burst into life around her, pushing forwards the flames moved towards the creatures and they recoiled, bounding back down the tunnel towards the nest. She ran back to the entrance of the cave and when she pulled herself back onto the forest floor she heard Hyde breath a sigh of relief. "You're OK?" She nodded with a confused expression on her face. "Of course I am." She turned to speak to the woman. "Was anyone else taken with you?" "Yes, two others, those things took them both away last night and I heard screaming, horrible screaming. They didn't come back." "OK you're safe now. We're going to take you home." An hour later saw them sat in Daida's room, they had returned the woman to her home, her husband and her children and now they sat Hyde listening as Daida spoke. "They haven't been there long, not from the amount of people taken but from the looks of the nest they plan on staying there for a while. We've taken their last meal they're going to be hunting tonight looking for the someone else to take. They're going to take you." "What?" "Fighting them in the nest is suicide, they know it too well. There will be hundreds of places they can hide in those cliffs. We get them out in the open and pick them off while they're hunting you." "They separate to hunt." "Exactly, take out the ones driving you to the nest, then there will only be a couple left." "You're brilliant." "I know," she plaited her hair over her shoulder and tied it with a thin piece of leather. "We'll go out at sundown." "Shouldn't we tell someone? I mean you spoke to the Mayor before why not here?" "Towns like this don't usually have a Mayor, they answer directly to the King. I don't think anyone is in charge, I'm doing this one for the good karma and you're doing it for experience." "You don't do this for the money do you?" She didn't answer. "You do it to keep us safe." "It's a job, I do it for the money." She sounded defensive and he dropped it and they waited together until it began to get dark, she stood and lead him out to the edge of the forest. "Just walk, I'll be right behind you. It wont take long for them to get your scent if they're hunting. If anything gets too close shoot it." He touched the gun at the holster in his ribs, she had given it to him before they left and the weight of the gun against him made him feel safer. "I'll be right behind you." He turned nodding but she was already gone, he took a deep breath and began walking through the trees. It didn't take long. A snarl came from his left and he looked round, a pair of glowing red eyes burned at him through the trees and he raised the gun and shot, a yelp sounded and he glanced back around. He carried on through the trees before a noise sounded behind him and he smiled. They were pushing him towards the cliff. He went along feeling the soothing presence of Daida but unable to see her, a figure darted through the trees beside him and he spun round his gun raised. It leapt at him and he fired, the wooden bullet lodged deep in its body and it sailed over his head and into the trees. He wanted to go and look but kept his curiosity at bay, he heard bodies falling around him and when he finally smelt the sea air she jumped from a branch of a tree and landed beside him. "That's all of the ones that are hunting, there should only be two left. They'll be the oldest, they send the children out to hunt." "Children?" "That's what they call them, a made Vampyre will stick with its maker and they act like a parent, teaching them. The ones left are going to be pissed, we just killed their babies." He nodded and they walked to the cliff. Two of the creatures waited for them, they were naked, the bodies smooth, covered in grey skin, their ears were long and pointed and their eyes red pits in their faces. Their fingers ended in curved black claws and their paper thin skin showed their bones. The taller of the two lifted its head and smelled the air. "Halfling." It levelled its gaze to Daida and smiled showing a mouth full of curved fangs. "One of our own comes to end us." "I'm nothing like you," she snarled and he caught sight of her own sharp fangs where her canine teeth should be. "For one I'm much better looking, if I had ended up looking like you I would have walked into sunlight long ago." "You killed our children?" The second Vampyre spoke, its voice was higher and Hyde looked at the curves on the creatures body. "They died screaming." Daida spoke with poison dripping for her words and the creatures let out ear-splitting shrieks and leapt at them, Daida pushed him away and they fell on her, she rolled kicking them off her and took her gun from her holster. She levelled it at the second creatures chest and pulled the trigger, the Vampyre screamed and its skin turned black, flaking away like ash. "Halfling!" The taller Vampyre spoke and she turned, he held Hyde tightly its lips close to the humans neck and stared at Daida. She turned slowly her gun pointed down at her side, Hyde waited before driving his head back feeling it connect with the creatures face, pulling himself from its grip he spun round and shot it through the chest. It fell backwards over the edge of the cliff and he looked over as it fell to the sea below. "Are you OK?" He turned to face her, she was looking at him her expression half confused half impressed. "I'm fine, are you?" He nodded and looked at the still decomposing body beside her. "Did we do it? Is it over?" "Yeah, there wont be any more. Not for a while at least. The smell will stay here and Vampyres a territorial, another family wont intrude when they think those are still here." A spot of red on the shoulder of his shirt caught her attention and forgetting her fear of touching him she pulled it back and looked. Small puncture wounds lined the skin and she stepped back. "We have to go, now." He touched his shoulder and looked at the blood on his fingers. "What is that?" "You've been bitten, we have to get back before the venom takes effect." They hurried through the forest and when they arrived at the inn she unlocked her door and rummaged through her bag, taking the needle, she filled the syringe with the clear liquid from the vial and nodded for him to sit on the bed. He did and she pushed him so his back was against the pillows and sat beside him. "This is going to hurt like hell." He nodded and she slid the needle into his skin and pushed on the plunger. His whole body went rigid and he howled in pain, she swung her leg over she she straddled his lap and pressed her gloved hand against his mouth quietening him, his hands curled into fists against her thighs and she felt his breath against her as he panted through his nose. He shook beneath her and she waited patiently for the pain to subside and finally he relaxed his head falling back against the wall and his hands went slack on her. She stroked his cheek and looked into his eyes, they shone bright green with no trace of red and she breathed a sigh of relief. "What was that?" "Angel tears." He frowned. "Its a remedy, all creatures have their way to kill someone. A Vampyres bite is theirs. If they're feeding they don't inject any venom but if they're attacking its a different matter." He nodded and touched his neck. "Then thank you." "You're welcome." She looked down at their bodies suddenly aware of his heat against her, she went to move but he put his hands on her thighs keeping her still. "Hyde." She warned him but he kept hold of her. "Just answer some of my questions." Her chest was still tight with fear that she might hurt him but she nodded. "How did you get your magic?" "I'm a Feeder. I can take the abilities of the things I fight. I fought a Witch, she used the death hex on me and I survived, I've had magic ever since." "The Vampyre called you Halfling. What is that?" "One of my first jobs I was tracking a Vampyre. I was careless and he bit me, it should have killed me and back then we didn't know about Angel tears, I thought I was going to die but instead I became one of them at least part of me did. I got their speed, their strength." "What about the feeding?" "I don't need blood." "What else are you?" "More things than you've heard of." He thought for a moment his thumbs stroking her thighs absentmindedly. "Anything else?" She sounded impatient and he shook his head. "Good," she climbed from his lap and walked to the door. "We have work to do, if you really want to help me you need to know everything you can and I don't have the time to teach you." "Wait, so I'm coming with you?" "Like you said, two pairs of eyes are better than one and you weren't completely useless tonight. Besides if something is busy hunting you then I'm invisible." "So I'm bait?" "You catch on fast handsome," she nodded to the desk where a stack of books stood. "You get started, I'll bring us up some food, we've got a lot to get through." She walked from the room and leant against the wall pushing her hair back from her face. She looked down at her hands, she still wore the black gloves but she shook with fear at the thought of him touching her. She returned to the room with two plates, a jug of wine and two glasses and locked the door behind her. They sat together him reading and her answering any questions he threw at her. "A Were?" "Someone with the Were curse has the ability to turn into an animal. At the full moon they have no choice and the change is forced on them, that," she pointed to a drawing of the creature she had fought just a couple of days before. "Is what a Werewolf looks like when it brings the change on itself, during the full moon they turn fully and look like a regular wolf." "You ever fought one of these." "Hundreds." "And what's this?" He pointed to a page in another book and she leant over to read it, her hair brushed against him and her soft scent filled his head. "A White Lady, a spirit of a woman normally been betrayed in her life leading to a suicide. She then stays around the town or village where she lived and takes the lives of people fitting the betrayal she suffered." "I've heard of something like this." "You have," she drank from her glass and pulled the band from her hair running her fingers through it. "Yeah people talk about it, I thought it was just a story until now. There was a woman a couple of towns over but everyone round here knows about it, her husband was fucking another woman, while he was busy their children were playing out by the lake in the village. They drowned, its said she went mad, drowned herself in the same lake. Now people disappear, men mostly, its been going on since she died." "How long ago was that?" "I don't know fifty years, maybe longer?" "Sounds like a White Lady to me, how far away is this place?" "Day and a half's ride?" "We'll leave in the morning." He nodded and stood. "Can I take this with me?" He held up the book and she nodded taking off her gloves and unbuttoning her shirt, he averted his eyes and walked from the room. "Goodnight." He closed the door and heard it lock behind him, in his own room he read until his eyes ached with tiredness and he fell asleep where he sat. A small hand round the back of his neck woke him and he forced his eyes open against the bright sunlight coming through the window. She sat straddling his lap one hand around his neck the other between his legs stroking him through his trousers he groaned and looked into her bright eyes. She was naked, her soft breasts pressed against his chest and her pale skin shining in the sunlight. Protector "Daida, what..?" She shushed him and kissed his lips gently, he placed his hands on her hips and thrust up against her hand as his cock grew hard, she undid his shirt and pushed it from his shoulders. She ripped his trousers from him and he frowned at her strength, she took hold of his cock in her small hand and stroked gently, his fingers dung into her skin and he pulled her closer needing to be inside her. She smiled and gently bit his lower lip, still stroking his cock she raised herself so he was positioned at the entrance of her pussy and he pushed up trying to bury himself in her wet heat, she shook her head each movement brushing her lips against his. "No no handsome, you stay still." He groaned but stilled and let her do as she pleased, she gripped him tighter in her hand and he closed his eyes leaning his head back and gritted his teeth, she laughed softly. "Aww not used to being helpless are you? You're always in control of your women?" "Daida," his voice was low, almost warning her and she laughed again, she dug her hands into his hair and tilted his head back, kissing down his neck she lowered herself onto his cock feeling it stretch her open and moaned as he filled her. She began to move slowly but he took hold of her hips and moved her himself finding a rhythm that made her gasp and her head fall back, he lifted her and thrust upwards hitting deep inside her and she whimpered biting her lips, piercing the skin. He leant forward and kissed her, tasting her blood against his mouth, wrapping a hand around the back of her neck he pulled her down to meet his thrusts feeling her juices cover his thick length, she placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back against the wall. She fucked herself on him her tight pussy wet and hot around his cock, he dug his fingers into her skin and he kissed her neck marking the pale skin. A loud knocking on the door made him jump and he sat up looking round the room, he was alone, it had been a dream. He stood and walked to the door, she frowned up and him and beckoned with her head. "Come on we gotta go," she looked him up and down. "You look like shit." "Not much sleep," he picked the book up and put it in his bag, packing quickly he followed her downstairs and they saddles the horses, climbing up they set out through the forest. The wolves joined them in the trees and they rode quietly, he couldn't stop thinking about the dream, she had felt so real. "Are you sure you're alright?" Her question caught his attention and he nodded. "Are you sure? There's been a lot for you to take in the last couple of days, if you're going to come with me I need you to be focused." "I'm fine, just tired." "We'll try and find village to sleep in tonight and be there by tomorrow. So no reading, just sleeping tonight." "Yes ma'am." He saluted and she shook her head but couldn't help grinning. They rode for the rest of the day and as sunset came a village came into view in the distance, within the hour they were there, they spent the night and by midday the next day they had arrived at the village Hyde had spoken about. She slid from the saddle and stretched hearing her back click. "God I don't want to do that again any time soon." She stroked the wolves before sending them into the trees to wait for them. "So what do we do?" "We go ask around, find out what people know of the legend make sure it is a White Lady we're dealing with." "OK who do we ask first?" "Whoever wants to talk to us, drunks mainly. I could use a drink." "I never say no to a drink." They tied their horses outside a tavern leaving them to drink and rest and walked inside, it was full for being so early and she sat at a free table while he got two mugs of ale, the table next to them sat four men and she listened into their conversation. "Another one went last night, my sister found him. Poor bastard." "He must have been looking elsewhere, those are the ones she goes for." Hyde joined her and she motioned to the table, turning she spoke to the men. "Excuse me, I couldn't help overhearing." They looked at her their eyes widening at as they took her in. "It's not a problem little lady." He held out his hand and she shook it. "The names Irwin." "Daida and this is my friend Hyde," she smiled at them. "So what happened?" "A man drowned in the lake last night, its a shame he was a friendly type." "You said another one?" "Yeah," the second man spoke. "He's not the first, men have been dying here for fifty years, all drowned in that lake. She takes them." "Who?" She asked leaning forward resting her chin on her hand. "Farah, she lived here and found out her husband was messing. Its said he was with another woman and their children were playing by the lake, they drowned." "That's awful." "It is, she lost her mind when she found out and drowned herself in the same lake. People say before she takes one you hear her crying for her children." "Crying," she looked to Hyde. "Really?" "What's really strange though is how those babes died. They were strong swimmers, everyone here is. We all spent our childhood in that lake, those children shouldn't have just drowned. They weren't even out that far." She nodded and smiled at the men. "Thank you." She turned back to Hyde and drank. "We're going to need a room." They finished their drinks and walked to the bar. "Two rooms please, one night." "I'm sorry dear we only have one room left available." The elderly woman at the bar looked from one to the other, Daida sighed and shrugged one shoulder. "OK, we'll take it thank you." They took the key and walked up the stairs, in the room she dumped her bag and turned to him. "OK, we're definitely dealing with a White Lady. The crying before someone is taken undeniable sign, she weeps for her own loss before she takes someone, its the children that's bugging me. I smelt something as we came in, I think those children were killed by something." She checked her guns, knives and axe. "We need to go look at the lake." They walked through the village, the houses were small and the people looked at them whispering as they passed, they reached the edge of the lake and she grimaced. "Ah shit I knew it," she turned to him. "A Naiad, at least one. She would have taken the children, it wasn't the husbands fault, even if he had been here with them he wouldn't have been able to stop them." "What's a Naiad?" "A water sprite, normally their harmless keep to themselves but sometimes they get bored, like to have a little fun. I'm guessing this one saw the kids and went at it." "So they're like mermaids?" "I guess, in the water yes, they have the tails and look like the myth of mermaids but they can walk on land like a human. Their invisible in the water if they want to be, those poor things wouldn't have seen them coming." "So what do we do?" "We wait, a White Lady cant be summoned, she will come when she pleases. We'll just need to wait for her to take another victim." She walked back to the tavern and he followed, back in the room she sat on the bed and removed her boots, rubbing her small feet she sighed. He sat in the chair at the desk and watched her. "What do we do when we find her?" "Tell her the truth, let her know what happened to her children. If a White Lady weeps it means she is still mourning a loss, normally the loss of children. She is still here because she blames her husband for what happened to them, I'm hoping when we tell her she'll be at peace." "You can talk to them?" "They were people once, they still are under everything." "So we wait until we hear her cry?" "That's right." He leant back in the chair and placed his feet on the bed, she lay back against the pillows her feet beside his and they waited. They did not need to wait long. As the sun began to set a mournful cry reached her eyes, she sat bolt upright and he watched her. "You hear it?" "Yeah," she pulled her boots back on and ran from the room, him following right behind. "Come on, we have to be quick, if he gets in the water calling her off might not save him, the Naiad could take him." They ran through the trees and stopped at the edge of the lake, it was deserted and he spoke quietly to her. "What do we do if she doesn't let him go? What if she is just pissed at men?" "Then we make her," her eyes scanned the trees until she pointed. "There she is." A tall woman walked from the trees towards the lake, her long black hair was lifted around her head as though she was underwater and tears streamed down her face. She stepped onto the smooth surface of the water and began to walk out into the middle of the lake, a man emerged from the trees after her concern on his face. "Why are you crying?" The White Lady said nothing but held out her hand to him, he reached out and stepped into the water, Daida stepped from the trees and called to the woman. "Farah?" The White Lady turned and stared at her. "Farah stop, it wasn't his fault." "He wasn't there, they drowned because he was with her." "No, they drowned because something took them." She stepped forward and motioned to Hyde, he crept round through the trees and caught the man around the chest pulling him away from the water. "Farah, there is something in that lake. Something that took your children, it wasn't your husbands fault. He wronged you but that isn't what this is about any more is it? You're doing this for your children but it wasn't his fault." Farah stared at the girl. "Something took my babies?" "A Naiad, I think it might still be there, its her you want. No one else." "A Naiad?" "Yes, she's in this lake." Daida still approached the woman, her feet were now submerged in the water but she spoke only to Farah. "Please, you don't need to kill anyone else." A hand wrapped around her ankle and she was pulled beneath the surface, she heard Hyde's muffled shout through the water and struggled as she was dragged down to the bottom of the lake. The Naiad looked at her with large blue eyes and with a flick of her tail swam round looking the girl up and down. "You ruined my fun, I've had that woman bring me playthings for fifty years and then you come along and ruin it." "I wish I could say I was sorry." Daida opened her mouth and spoke, the Naiad looked confused before understanding dawned on her face. "You're a Feeder." "I've met one of you before," Daida looked down at her body, where her legs had once been was a tail, the scales were a pale blue, shining in the moonlight coming through the water. "The bitch bit me, I guess it does have its perks though." "You're the Halfling aren't you?" "I'm more than that now." She took hold of the Naiad's throat and brought her face close to it. "I'm your worst nightmare." She thrust her powerful tail and together they shot to the surface, she shook her head back throwing her wet hair from her face and the Naiad clawed at her. "I'll get you for this Halfling." "I don't think you'll be hurting anyone any more." The Naiad frowned but a hand reached down and took hold of the creatures hair, Farah pulled the Naiad out of the water. "You took my children away, you took my whole life away." "Let me go." Farah shook her head and a bright light enveloped the two, there was a high pitched scream and the two vanished. Daida swam to the edge of the lake and pulled herself onto the ground. Hyde fell to his knees beside her and pushed her hair back from her face. She jumped from his touch but he didn't scream, didn't seem to feel anything at all. "Are you OK?" His voice was filled with worry. "That didn't hurt you?" "What didn't?" "That, just then when you touched me, it didn't hurt you?" "Of course not," he looked down at her, her tail shone in the moonlight and he shook his head. "You're just full of surprises aren't you sweetheart?" "You know I said I was a Feeder? I was bit by a Naiad, their deadly when they want to be." She looked at him almost embarrassed. "Could you help me get back?" He laughed quietly and lifted her into his arms, she looked around. "Where did he go?" "I sent him home, to his wife. He's going to have to explain why she wanted him and if I'm honest I would rather deal with Farah." She couldn't help but laugh and he felt a rush of pride at the sound. Holding her close to his chest he walked through the trees but she held up a hand. "I don't think we should let people see me like this." He nodded and holding her to him with one muscled arm he shrugged off his large coat, draping it over her he hid the shining tail from sight and hurried through the town and into the tavern, back in the room he lay her on the bed and locked the door. He sat on the chair at the desk and leant his elbows on his knees watching her. "How long does this last?" "I'm not sure," she stripped off her coat and looked down. "It's only ever happened once," she cut off abruptly as a soft glowing blue light engulfed her and when it faded she was back to normal. Instantly she covered her naked pussy with her hands and blushed, pulling her coat over her lap she turned to him. "Eyes to yourself." He shrugged a shoulder and smirked. "I cant help myself sweetheart." She draw a small circle in the air, her finger facing the floor and the chair spun round so he faced away, he laughed and nodded. "OK, I wont look." She dressed quickly in her nightdress and sat on the bed brushing her hair, he turned to face her again and she looked confusedly at him. "Why do you want to do this?" "What do you mean?" "Why do you want to be a Protector? I was born into this life, my father taught me to use weapons before I was five, I've been training since the day I was born to do this job. No one chooses this life, if I could have been anything else, done anything else I would have. I wanted a normal life and I could have had it if I had never been a Protector, I never would have known about any of this, I would have found a man, got married, had kids, seen them grow up, died an old woman surrounded by grandchildren. Instead I'm stuck like this." She motioned to herself. "What do you mean stuck?" "I was bitten by the Vampyre when I was nineteen, I haven't aged since then. I should be dead by now Hyde but death has forgotten me." She seemed to shake herself and looked back at him smiling. "So tell me why do you want to be one of us." He looked down at his hands. "When I was a kid something happened to my sister, she seemed to change over night. She was a sweet child, friendly but then one day she changed, its like she wasn't my sister any more. The doctors said she was sick but I knew she wasn't, its like something took over her body. She was still in there but something was controlling her, making her do things. She hurt people. The priest was called and he read her last rights, I was there and as she lay in the bed I saw something stood beside her. It was dark, it had no face but it was watching her. I saw it there every day until it died and when she finally went it looked at me, it smiled. I told people but they never believed me, I thought I was going mad until I saw you and heard what you had to say about Mary. After you told me about everything out there I thought maybe I had seen it, I wasn't going mad, I just want to know what happened to my sister." "Something was watching her?" He nodded looking back into her eyes. "I think I know what happened," she reached into her bag and pulled out a book. "It sounds like Demon possession, Demons are sick creatures, they feed off the misery of humans, by possessing your sister it found a body to use to hurt people. They can only live in humans for so long before the body is used up, if she was young it would have been quick, she wouldn't have even known what was happening most of the time." "No, she knew. She spoke to me one day, she was scared, she didn't want to hurt anyone any more." "I'm sorry Hyde." She reached out but stopped herself before she touched his hand, she looked down at her bare skin, she had taken off her gloves. "I cant promise anything but I will try, I will help you look but the Demon that did this could be long gone, it might not appear for hundreds of years. I will try though." "How do you even start?" "I don't know, I've never gone looking for a particular Demon before. My best idea is to wait for a possession to come up and try and get information from any Demon we find." "How do we find a possession?" She handed him the book and he looked down at the page, a dark shape was drawn on the page and he scanned over the small writing. "There are signs, changes in weather, animal behaviour. We look for those we find a Demon." "How long do you think it will take?" "I don't know, all I can do is promise I will try." He read through the book. "It says here you can summon a Demon? We cant do that?" "Not until we know what is was that did it. We need its name, without it we could bring a whole lot of shit to us and that's not what we need." She dug her hands into her hair and sighed. "I'm sorry I've never had to do anything like this before, I just need you to be patient I'll try as hard as I can." "Thank you." She nodded and he watched her for a moment. "Why didn't it work in the bath?" She frowned. "Why didn't what work in the bath?" "You didn't change when you were in the bath before, why didn't you?" "I'm not full Naiad, when I learn how I will be able to control when I change, the two times I have I've needed to and I guess it was instinct. I still haven't figured out the changing back part yet either. I guess I just need practise." She covered her mouth as she yawned and looked sheepishly at him. "Sorry, I guess its been a long couple of days." "We should get some sleep," he looked at the only bed. "I'll sleep here," he pointed to the chair he was sat in. "You take the bed." She looked back and forth from the bed to the chair then sighed. "No, you'll get no sleep there and you're no good to me if you're tired. Sleep here." She moved across so she was pressed against the wall, the bed was narrow but there were just space for him to lay down without her skin touching his, they lay in silence looking up at the dark ceiling. She could feel the heat of his body close to hers and her mind warred with itself. He had touched her before, it had been brief but he had touched her and she hadn't hurt him. She slept fitfully her dreams filled with dark shapes and a deep voice she hadn't heard in many years, she woke in a cold sweat, her chest rising and falling quickly. He watched her pushing himself up to sit against the pillows. "Are you OK?" Without warning she reached out and grabbed his arm, where her skin touched his was hot but not painful and he watched her with one eyebrow raised. "This doesn't hurt?" He shook his head. "No, why would it?" She moved quickly and straddle his lap, she placed her hands on his cheeks and looked into his eyes. "I'm not hurting you?" He smiled and rested his hands on her thighs. "No sweetheart you're not hurting me." He gently pushed her hair away from her face the thumb of his other hand still stroking the soft skin of her thigh. "What makes you think you would?" "Humans cant touch me, because I'm a feeder I would drain the life from them if they did. Its too painful for humans to touch me but if I touch them I can hold on until they die. Feeders use it to stay young forever, thanks to the Vampyre I don't need to." "So you cant touch humans?" She shook her head and he leant forward brushing his lips against hers softly. "What does that make me?" Something flared in her stomach as he kissed her and she dug her fingers into his hair and kissed him again, he was warm and she pressed her cool skin against him. He placed a hand on the small of her back while the other pushed the skirt of her nightdress up so he could feel more of her, holding her close he bit her lower lip and she gasped, her hips thrust gently against him and she felt him grow hard through the fabric of his trousers. Protector "I've wanted to do this since the moment I saw you." He spoke against her lips and she shuddered, his hands slid round her thighs to her curved ass and squeezed pulling her closer against him. Her clit rubbed against his trousers and she bit her lip her hips moving faster and his fingers pressed harder into her skin as she brushed against his cock. She froze suddenly and let out a shaky breath. "Hyde we shouldn't." His body trembled and touched his forehead to hers. "There's someone else isn't there? I heard him in your room the other night." Her cheeks flushed red and she shook her head. "It's not that. He kissed her again and she moaned as he pulled her hips down harder against his. "Then what?" "I'm not good for you, I'm not safe for you." He slid the straps of her nightdress down her arms freeing her breasts to his gaze, softly he ran a thumb over her small pink nipple. She shivered and he leant to flick his tongue over the sensitive skin. "I don't care, after some of the things I've seen I think I'm safer with you than without." "I might hurt you." "I don't care." She writhed against him almost in frustration. "I cant do it again, I don't want to watch you die." "I have a few years yet, I'm only twenty-one. You have plenty of time to get tired of me." She opened her mouth again but he kissed her keeping her quiet. "Will you shut up, I want you, you want me, we're adults." "Hyde its not safe, I have people looking for me, bad people and if they knew about you they would hurt you and I wouldn't be able to stop them." He sighed looking into her eyes, the black of her pupils grew bleeding out until her eyes were two black pools in her face and she shook all over. She was terrified. "OK, but next time you climb into my lap in the middle of the night I wont let you off so easy." He kissed her again and she moaned quietly. "And there will be a next time." He lay down keeping her against his chest and stroked her back softly, she rested her head on his chest and by the time they fell asleep the sun was coming in through the window. * Three days passed, they moved from town to town and each time they stopped she made sure they slept in separate rooms. On the fourth morning she walked into his room and sat on the chair, she sat up on the bed and rubbed his hands over his face. "Everything OK?" "I think I've found one." "A Demon?" She nodded and rested her feet on the bed. "I sent the wolves out, they came back stinking of it." "But how did you know?" "I asked around last night while you were with that pretty redhead," she raised an eyebrow and he shrugged. "Hey you cant get jealous sweetheart, you know you could have me any time you wanted me." "Oh I know," she pushed her fingers through her hair and winked. "So I was asking around and this man was telling me about a town a couple of hours away, crops dying after nothing but good harvest, animals all coming down with this strange disease, sudden changes in weather, nothing but rain. It's a good a lead as any we've had so far so I say we look into it." "OK," he stood and pulled his shirt over his head, stepping into his boots he hefted his bag over his shoulder and motioned for her to walked ahead. "Ladies first." He watched her rounded ass sway as she walked before closing the door behind them and following her downstairs, they set off through the trees riding in silence. Finally he spoke up. "How many things are you?" She turned to look at him one eyebrow raised. "Excuse me?" "You know, you've been bit by a Vampyre, a Naiad, what else?" "More than you want to know kid, I would scare you." "Try me." "Basilisk, Shapeshifter, Were. Witch, Vampyre and Naiad you know about. There was a time I wasn't very careful with the things I was fighting, I got sloppy." "So you can turn into all of those things?" "Not exactly, I have the abilities of all of those things. The strength and speed of a Vampyre, the ability to change my shape like a Were or Shifter, I have the venom of a Basilisk and Naiad and I have the magic of a Witch. I'm not fully one of any of them, I'm a little bit of all. that's why they call me a Halfling." "You can change your shape?" She nodded. "To what?" "Anything, a shifter can turn to anything, animals, people, Were's can only turn to animals. I was bit by a Werewolf so when the full moon comes I turn to a wolf, no control over that one. Until then I can be anything I want." "Really?" He paused trying to find the right words before simply blurting it out. "Can you show me?" She let out a husky laugh. "You're like a little boy," pulling Aramis to a halt she looked carefully at him. "You really want to see?" "Yeah." "OK," she slid to the ground. "What do you want to see?" "Whatever you want to show me?" He joined her and watched as she began to undress. "Animals don't wear clothes Hyde," she stood naked before him and shook her hair over her shoulders. The air seemed to move around her and she dropped to the floor, in her place was a small red fox, she sat her tail wrapped around her feet and watched him her head on one side. "Holy shit." The wolves whined and sniffed cautiously at the stranger, when they picked up her scent the larger of the two licked her nose and wagged his tail. Hyde reached out and she allowed him to stroke behind her ear, he smiled as she rubbed herself around his legs before moving away and as he watched she changed before his eyes and stood naked, he looked at her hungrily and she felt a heat start in her belly as the look on his face. "Hyde," she had meant it as a warning but it came out a breathless whisper and his smile was feral as he took a step towards her, he placed a hand on her waist and pushed her backwards until she hit a tree. He ran his hands down to her thighs and lifted her, pulling her legs to wrap around his waist and pressed against her. She slid her hands in his hair and sighed as he pressed against her, she could feel his hard cock and arched her back pressing her breasts against his chest, he kissed down her neck and she gasped before freezing and laughing softly. "What?" He looked over his shoulder and smiled, the animals watched them, the larger wolf tilted his head to the side and he lifted her away from the tree. "Stay." He spoke to the animals and walked through the trees, when they were out of eyesight he lifted her higher so her legs were over his shoulders and kissed the inside of her thigh. He rested her back against the trunk of a tree and curling his hands over her thighs spread her open and dipping his tongue inside her. "Hyde," his name was a soft moan and she held his hands against her thighs, he kissed higher pressing his lips against the smooth mound of her pussy before dragging his tongue along her slit collecting the juices there. Gently he teased her clit with his tongue and she shuddered dropping her head back against the tree and a laugh escaping her throat. "You're unbelievable." He smiled and looked up at her, keeping his eyes fixed on her he dipped his tongue inside her again and watched them darken into two black pools, he thrust deeper with his tongue and she tensed, her stomach clenching and dug her nails into his hands. Her tongue came out to wet her lips and she bit down muffling her moan, he slid one finger inside her and worked her clit with the tip of his tongue, he worked her until her breath stuttered and she gripped his hair keeping his head against her as her hips thrust against him crying out as she came. He added a second finger and pushed up working his tongue faster against her drawing out her orgasm until she tensed and screamed hoarsely as her whole body shook and he dropped her down his body to kiss her letting her taste herself on his mouth. He held her up with his hands on her rounded ass and she wrapped herself around him her whole body still shaking from her orgasm and he pressed against her. Reaching between them she undid the ties on his trousers and his hard cock rested at her entrance, he looked into her black eyes and she saw the control in the bright green depths. "Are you sure?" She nodded. "I wont be able to stop, I need you to be sure." She placed as finger on his lips and pulled him closer with her legs around his waist, he slid into her tight heat and his eyes closed, he dropped his head to rest on her shoulder. She felt as good as he dreamed she would. Her fingers quickly undid the buttons of his shirt and she pushed it away feeling his warm skin beneath her hands, he kissed her throat, sucking gently and marking the pale skin. Her tight pussy gripped his thick length tightly and she began to roll her hips against him listening to his soft growls of pleasure and his hands dug into her skin holding her tightly and beginning to thrust into her he gritted his teeth against the orgasm already building. She thrust back matching his hips, driving him deeper inside her and she moaned, in a mixture of pleasure and pain, as he hit deep. She could feel another orgasm building and she threaded her fingers in his hair pulling his head to her breast until he took a nipple into his warm mouth, gently he teased it with his teeth and she shuddered as he bit harder. "Hyde!" She dropped her head back against the tree her fingers tightening in his hair as she came and he looked back at her smiling. Moving one hand to her throat he held her back against the tree and thrust harder. "Again." "I cant." Her voice was breathless and she shook all over, he slid his hand between them and found her clit with his thumb, a husky cry ripped from her lips and her hands came to rest on his chest her nails digging into the skin. He kissed her and his smile was feral. "I said again." His thumb worked across her clit and he thrust deeper pressing hard against her and she whimpered in his ear. Her nails dragged down his chest leaving long scratches that bled and he swore before gritting his teeth and the words forced themselves through. "I'm cumming." He growled and pushed deeper inside her as he came filling her and she cried out as her own orgasm ripped through her body. For a moment they did nothing, he held her against the tree panting against her neck until he felt the shivers in her body subside and he lifted his head to look at her. Her eyes had returned to their original white and her face glowed pink as she watched him and a slow smile curved her soft lips. "You OK sweetheart?" She giggled at the tone of his voice, he sounded very pleased with himself. "You really have a high impression of yourself." "I have had no complaints so far, I want to carry that on." He placed her gently on her feet and pulled his trousers up and she reached up to rest her forehead against his closing her eyes, he tied his trousers and still bent at the waist to keep their faces level he kissed her trembling lips. Softly he trailed his fingers down her arms and took her hands gently. "Tell me you wanted that." "I did." He sighed and nodded. "Good," he kissed her again and lifted her back into his arms, holding her close he carried her back and watched as she dressed herself again. When she was done they watched each other and he saw her cheeks flush pink under his stare, he stepped towards her and slid his fingers through her soft hair and kissed her, her hands came up to grip his wrists. "I've never met anyone like you." His voice was low and she shuddered at the darkness there. "You should count yourself lucky for that. I've told you already, I'm no good for you." "And I told you I don't care." He kissed her again and she moaned her mouth opening under his, her hips pressing forward feeling his cock, already hard again, press against her stomach and she lifted on her toes trying to get closer. He cupped her ass in his large hands and lifted her higher so he could press into her softness before breaking the kiss with a strained growl. "Ugh fuck, we'll never get there at this rate." He didn't let her go though, instead leaning down to kiss her again his tongue finding hers and she moaned again against his mouth. He growled and held her away at arms length looking down into her eyes. "Daida." His voice was dangerous and she shuddered but stayed where she was breathing quickly. "We should go." He nodded but didn't let her go. "No more separate rooms, no more not letting me touch you, no more resisting me sweetheart." She nodded in agreement to his words, she didn't think she could say no to him. "No more talk of how you're not good for me." She opened her mouth to protest but he covered her lips with his own and she moaned again as he kissed her desperately. "No more." She nodded again and he lifted her onto Aramis and climbed into his own saddle. They didn't say a word the rest of the journey and when they arrived at the village she stroked the wolves and sent them into the woods to wait, he slid to the ground and lifted her down to stand in front him, she rolled her eyes. "I can get down from my own horse," she tried to sound angry but couldn't force herself to it instead arching her back and pressed her ass against him feeling his still hard cock against her. His hands balled into fists and he swallowed hard. She stepped away and walked through the town her eyes darting from side to side looking at the houses until she stopped outside one house. "There's something inside there." He stopped next to her and shivered. "It's cold here." "I think we've found our Demon, come on we'll come back tomorrow. Its late now and we'll need a plan." An hour later they were in a room in the village tavern, she bent over the desk reading from a heavy book. She had taken off her boots and the black corset and he watched her round ass, he practically drooled at the sight and listened to her husky voice as she spoke. "We'll need to talk to the family, its our best chance. Let them know that we understand what is happening and try and convince them to let us help them." "How are we going to do that?" His voice was strained and she shuddered but didn't turn, she could feel him close behind her and her hands curled into fists on the desk. "Tell them the truth, its been the best way so far." He took a deep breath but couldn't hold himself back any more, stepping forward he pressed against her and she sighed at the feel of his hard cock against her. He took hold of her hips and held her still listening to her gasp as he thrust against her and smiled, she reacted to his softest touch and she pushed back against him dropping her head forward so her hair fell over her shoulders hiding her face. He ran his hand up her back and pulled gently on her hair until she lifted her head and turned to look at him over her shoulder, her mouth hung slightly open and her breath was quick and he pulled her up so her back was against his chest with on arm. With his free hand he undid the ties on her trousers and pushed them down, she stepped out of them and kicked them away while he unbuttoned her shirt. Her arms were caught at her sides where he held her around the waist and she had no choice but to stay still while his large hand cupped her breast and his calloused fingers teased her nipples. She arched her back pressing her breast into his hand, lifting on tiptoes she tried to push her ass back against the throbbing length in his trousers but she was too small, she moaned and struggled desperate to feel him closer. He moved back to sit on the edge of the bed and she fell into his lap, her legs fell either side of his keeping her spread open and he thrust up listening to her moan. His hand still covered her firm breast and he squeezed, her sharp intake of breath sent lust shooting through his stomach and he held her tighter around the waist as she tried to get up. "Don't fucking move." He spoke into her ear and she went still instantly, something about this man, his rough voice and his take charge attitude fascinated her and she couldn't help but do whatever he asked her to. He had a control over her that even Dalton didn't match and as his hand tightened on her breast again she bit her lip and rolled her hips against him, her hair fell down his back and he kissed her throat, licking, nibbling and sucking until she was trembling against him and he could feel her moisture soaking through his trousers, wetting his cock. Trailing his fingers down from her breast to her quivering pussy he stroked her gently and she jerked against him, her hands curled into fists against his thighs and he let go of her waist to hold her leg and pull her wider. Bringing a finger to her lips he fought back a groan as she suckled obediently, trailing back down her stomach leaving a wet path on her pale skin before pushing inside her tight heat. "Oh god Hyde," her hands came over his shoulders and dug into his hair and she thrust her hips forward against his hand pressing her round ass against the bulge in his trousers and he gritted his teeth. "Careful what you do sweetheart or I'll cum before I'm even inside you." She didn't say anything, she wasn't sure she could. Instead she thrust harder against his hand urging him silently and he gave her what she wanted pushing another finger inside her and she cried out huskily and her fingers tightened in his hair. He started to work his fingers inside her tight pussy and his free hand came up to hold her throat, he squeezed gently and she gasped as her breath stuttered and she thrust harder against his hand fucking herself as she felt her orgasm grow. "Don't cum yet." "Hyde please." She could barely talk and he kissed her neck pushing his fingers deeper. "You don't cum until I tell you to." She bit her lip and fought to stop herself from cumming, her whole body shook with the effort and he teased her, played with her, drawing out her orgasm until she almost screamed at him. "Hyde! Oh god Hyde please." She begged and he turned her so she faced him, freeing his hard cock from his trousers he lifted her and positioned her so the tip stretched her entrance, he took hold of her hands and held them behind her. He knew she was strong enough to break his grip but she let him take control, he leant forward and whispered in her ear, his words hot against her cool skin. "I'm going to fuck you slowly. I'm going to slide in deep and you're not going to move, you're going to let me do what I want with you. I'm going to fuck you slow and hard and just when you're about to cum I'm going to stop and watch you shiver and moan." Her eyes didn't leave his as he spoke and she felt she could cum already. "You want to cum don't you sweetheart, I'm not even inside you yet and you're already so close." He pulled her down slightly letting more of his thick cock slide inside her, she growled and he slid his free hand up her body so his fingers brushed her hard nipple. "I going to fuck you deep and when you think you cant wait any more I'm going to fuck you hard. I want to feel your little pussy cum around my cock, you're going to cum over and over again and when you think you cant cum any more I'm going to hold you down and make you cum again." "Hyde," she begged him with that one word and he smiled and pulled her down until he was buried inside her and she almost sobbed at the feeling of him hard and deep in her pussy. "But first," he spoke against her ear and she shuddered. "I'm going to fuck you slowly." He kept hold of her hands and his other hand moved from her breast and he curled his fingers into the soft flesh of her round ass, slowly he lifted her until only the tip of his cock remained inside her and held her there feeling her pussy quiver around him before pulling her back down and holding himself deep. Slowly he lifted her up and down listening to her moans as they grew louder, her body trembled and he knew she was close, as she reached orgasm he stopped, she teetered on the edge her hands curled into fists and her eyes closed as she came down and he began to thrust again. Three times her brought her to the brink until her eyes flew open and she stared at him desperately, there was fire in her eyes and she shook with the effort of keeping control. He smiled and leant forward to kiss her. Protector "What's the matter sweetheart?" She whined but didn't say anything, she wasn't sure she could. In his chest he felt pride swell that he could bring this beautiful exotic creature to this level of ecstasy and holding her ass pulled her down to grind his hips against her. "You want to cum?" She nodded frantically and he bit her lower lip. "Tell me." "I want to cum." "Beg me." Her cheeks heated the pale skin turning a soft pink. "Beg me to cum." "Please can I cum? Please Hyde I need to." He growled and flipped them so she lay on the bed, driving deep into her he fucked her hard, his hips pistoning against her violently and she cried out her hands digging into her hair and her legs locking around his waist. Her large breasts bounced with each thrust and pain laced the pleasure as the tip of his thick cock hit against her cervix deep inside her, he held one breast his rough fingers tugging at the small pink nipple teasing the skin and she finally came undone. He felt her juices bath his cock as her orgasm ripped through her slender body and he fucked her faster barely allowing her to come down before pushing her to another orgasm and she trembled thrashing against the bed. Taking hold of her curved hips he spun her so she was on all fours and, ripping his shirt from his body, he slammed back into her and she pushed her ass back against him wantonly. She didn't think, she couldn't, the sensation of his thick cock spreading her consumed her mind and she curled her sharp nails into the sheets beneath her and he held her tightly haring the materiel rip under her fingers. Reaching out he wound her long red hair around his hand, pulling he watched as her back arched her pose becoming almost obscene and it looked as though she were offering her ass to him. He smoothed his hand over the snow white skin before smacking hard and she screamed as she came again, her hot pussy milking his cock and he pushed deep inside her again spilling his seed into her welcoming heat. They collapsed to the bed and he rolled off her to lay on his back staring up at the ceiling, reaching across he rested his hand on her curved ass stroking the heated skin where he had spanked her, she lay on her front her head turned so she could look at him and smiled lazily. "I could really get use to this." Her voice was husky and he felt the stirrings of lust again, he didn't know what this girl was doing to him but something about her drove him wild. "As could I sweetheart," he squeezed her ass gently and she sighed. "So what do we do now?" "Wait until morning then we go and try and talk to the family, we have to speak to that Demon." He nodded and pulled her close to him, she curled against his side and he stroked his fingers across the cool skin of her arm. "How old are you?" She frowned up at him. "What do you mean?" "You said death had forgotten you, how old are you?" "I was born on the sixth day of the sixth month 1166, I was bitten on the sixth day of the sixth month 1185." "Wow." She blushed slightly and wouldn't look at him, he gently tilted her chin up to look at him and stroked his thumb across her cheek. "What's the matter sweetheart?" "I don't know, I've just never spoken about this before. It sounds weird when I hear it out loud." "We don't have to talk about it?" "No it's OK, its kind of nice being able to talk about this with someone other than Dalton." "Who's Dalton?" She took a deep breath. "When I was nineteen I was sent to kill a Vampyre who had been making a nuisance of himself. He agreed to the deal so was allowed to live among humans but had been taking too much and too frequently and people were starting to realise. I was sloppy, I was young, new and he bit me, I didn't die though instead I changed. Dalton is my Sire." "Sire?" "He was the one who turned me, it means we have a bond, we always will. He's the only person I've been able to talk to for years." "You haven't seen him for a while?" She looked up in surprise. "What do you mean?" "You sound like you miss him." "No I still see him, its just not the same any more." He held her tightly and for the rest of the night they spoke quietly together. When the sun came through the window he stirred and looked down at her, she slept peacefully her head cushioned on his muscled chest and her hand laying over his heart. Gently he turned her onto her back and lay between her legs, sliding his hand down her body he cupped her breast gently and rolled his hips against her feeling his cock harden against her. She gasped slightly in her sleep and her back arched trying to get closer as her eyes fluttered open, he kissed her and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance, she pressed her hips against him urging him inside but he kissed her keeping her still. "Shh shh, slowly sweetheart, I want to enjoy you." She whimpered in frustration but lay back and let him teased her with slowly thrusts that pushed the head of his cock inside her but nothing more. She felt herself stretch around his thick length and bit her lip clutching at his shoulders, he pushed into her slowly and groaned as her tight pussy clamped down around him. He rested his weight on his forearms either side of her head and began to move slowly, rolling his hips he heard she gasp each time he hit deep inside her and her nails dug into his skin and she pressed her hips upwards. "Faster." Her voice was soft and he smiled but did as she asked, her breath sped up and she moaned. Her nails broke through the skin and he hissed in pain as he felt blood roll over his shoulders and suddenly she went still beneath him, she rolled them and he was surprised at how strong she was, keeping her chest close to his he felt her breathe in her scent with her button nose close to his neck. She shivered in his arms and he stroked her back gently. "You're hungry?" She shook her head. "Hyde no." He slid his fingers through her soft hair and pulled so her lips rested on this throat, she whimpered and he felt her sharp fangs scratch the skin. "Please don't." She tried to pull away but he kept her still and she moaned in defeat. He winced as her fangs broke the skin but as she pulled on his neck and he felt his blood flow into her mouth he groaned and taking hold of her hips thrust up hard into her. She cried out the sound muffled and met his thrusts driving him hard and deep into her hot pussy, he felt some blood trickle down his neck and onto the sheets beneath them and dug his fingers hard into her hips bruising the pale skin. She was close, she could feel the tightening of her stomach muscles and the heat spreading up from her fucked pussy, she placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back against the bed straightening up and tossing her head back. Her hair fell down and brushed his thighs and she raised herself up before dropping back down his thick length, he looked up at her his blood dripping from her chin, down her throat and between her breasts as she bounced on his hard cock, fucking herself to orgasm. His hands still rested on her hips but he brushed over her clit with one calloused thumb and her muscles went taught as her pussy quivered around his cock as she came. He sat up holding her around the waist with one strong arm and with the hand still on her hips moved her pushing her orgasm higher as he kissed her tasting his blood on her tongue, pulling her down so he could push as deep inside her as he could he bit her shoulder quietening his shout as he came filling her with his hot cum and she cried out as her eyes rolled back in her head. He held her to him breathing heavily and she rested her forehead against his smiling guiltily. "You taste so fucking good." She felt his cock twitch inside her as she spoke and moaned as a shock went through her body. "Down boy." "I never thought I would hear someone say that." He laughed breathlessly. "Holy shit Daida." She kissed his neck and flicked her tongue over the puncture wounds, the healing properties in her saliva healed the skin instantly and she moved her head back to kiss him. "We should go, we need to speak to the family." He didn't let her go and she laughed. "Hyde come on, if you're going to keep distracting me like this I'll have to leave you here." He kissed her and tipped her sideways off his lap. "Fine," standing he dropped a kiss to her forehead and began to dress. She pulled on a pair of black trousers, a white shirt, a black corset and her boots, piling her hair into a messy knot on top of her head she turned back to him. "You ready?" He nodded and they walked from the room, he followed her down the street until he felt the cold seep into his bones again and she looked up into his green eyes. "You let me do the talking." He nodded and went to step round her but she stopped him with a hand on his chest, she wore her gloves again and he looked down at her. "You stay outside of the room." He opened his mouth to argue but she shook her head. "You stay outside the room and you don't come in for anything understand?" He looked at her eyes with had darkened with fear, they were a stormy grey and he touched her cheek gently. "Are you OK?" "You stay outside and you don't come in for anything, do you understand?" "You know what's in there don't you? Have you met it before?" "Hyde just promise me that you will stay outside and you wont come in for anything." He looked into her scared face. "I promise." She sighed in relief and without another word knocked on the door, a plump woman in her mid-thirties answered and a look of relief passed over her face. Her eyes filled with tears and she clamped a hand over her mouth, she looked exhausted. "It's you?" Daida frowned. "Sorry?" "She said you'd come, a girl with red hair and white eyes. She said you would come, you're going to help us." The woman grabbed her arm and pulled her inside, Hyde followed and shut the door behind them. "Who said I would come?" "My daughter, she's..." The woman's voice broke and she wiped a tear from her cheek. "She's not herself, its like she's two different people but she said you were coming and you would help her. There's evil in my little girl but you'll find it wont you? You'll find it and you'll stop it." "Yes ma'am." Daida seemed unsure of what to do and Hyde reached forward and touched the woman's shoulder gently. "What's do you mean its like she's two different people?" The woman turned to look up at him. "She's changed, she was the sweetest girl never hurt a fly but then she changed. One night just like that, she hurt me and my husband. We went to the doctor but he said there was nothing wrong, she was a healthy little girl, we were going to go to the priest but she said to wait for you. Please help her." The husband came from the kitchen and looked at Daida. "It's you," his voice was tired just like his wife's and he shook when he laid eyes on the girl. "You're going to help our little girl." "I'm going to try," she glanced up at the ceiling, she could feel the dark presence in the house and clenched her hands into fists trying to steady the shaking. "Take me to her." They climbed the stairs and stopped outside a closed door. "She's in there," the woman pressed close to her husbands side. "Please help." Daida turned to Hyde. "Stay out here." "I want to help you." "You're not ready, not for him. You keep them safe." He reached for her but she stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. The girl lay on the bed, she looked to be about ten years old with blonde hair like her mother spread across the pillow beneath her head. Daida turned back to the door and placed her hand on the wood. "Gortorri incantarum." A blue light pulsed from her hand into the wood and she turned back to the bed, Daida sat beside her and placed her hand on the girls forehead. She could feel the heat coming from her skin through the material of her glove and closed her eyes. "Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, dominates, Ut coven tuam secura tibi libertate servire facias, Te rogamus, audi nos! Ut inimicos sanctae circulae humiliare digneris, Te rogamus, audi nos! Terribilis Deus Sanctuario suo, Cernunnos ipse truderit virtutem plebi Suae, Aradia ipse fortitudinem plebi Suae.Benedictus Deus, Gloria Patri, Benedictus Dea, Matri gloria!" An unholy scream ripped from the girls lips and her eyes flew open, from her open mouth poured a black smoke and she sat up panting. Daida touched her cheek and waited until her eyes focused. "Go, go outside and don't come back in here." The girl nodded and hurried from the room, the door slammed closed behind her and Daida stood watching the smoke as it hurtled to the ground and when it cleared a figure stood in the room with her. "Daida, its been a long time my sister." She took a breath trying to steady her voice. "Adramelech, it hasn't been long enough." He smiled and studied her with his head on one side. "Still as beautiful as ever." She stared into his white eyes, a mirror image of her own and felt the fear clutch her chest again, his hair was white and soft looking hanging in curls to his shoulders. He wore a black shirt and trousers the shirt unbuttoned to his stomach showing the pale skin of his chest and he took a step towards her. "This isn't your usual Adramelech, going after children." "I heard you were looking for a Demon, so I gave you one." "You knew I would come?" "I know everything about you sister, your strengths, your weaknesses. What makes you scared, what makes you sad, what makes you cum." She blushed and he laughed softly. "Such modesty darling." He moved towards her and she took a step back. "You stay away from me." "But are you not happy to see me? You knew I was coming, the Order told you." "I'm not going back." "That's not what I'm here for, I'm here for you. I have missed you sister." "Go to hell." "Only if you come with me, we've all missed you." She shuddered as she pushed the memories that now flooded her mind down. He moved so he was stood in front of her and reached out to gently touch her cheek, she flinched and he tutted. "Shh shh, I'm not here to hurt you darling, how could I? My sweet little sister. I'm here to bring you home." "I wont go." She tried to move backwards but her feet were rooted to the spot. He slowly undid the buttons on her shirt and peeled the corset away from her body, she shivered and shook her head. "Please don't." He slipped a hand inside her shirt and cupped one breast, she moaned quietly and he smiled. "Come home with me. You belong with me, you always have." "No please, I don't want to." His eyes flashed red and he spun her pressing her against the wall, holding her wrists behind her back with one hand he trapped them between their bodies and spoke into her ear. "You shouldn't say no to me darling, you know I don't like it." "Please Adramelech," her voice shook. "Please don't." "You just don't get it do you? I like it when you beg me." He reached round to her front and undid the ties on her trousers, yanking them down he pressed one finger inside her and she cried out in pain. "Daida?" Hyde's voice came through the door and she heard the handle as he tried to get in. "Daida what's going on?" "You brought a friend?" he spoke into her ear and heard her whimper as her pushed another finger into her tight pussy. "Maybe we should invite him in as well." "Please don't hurt him." "You like him?" He pushed his fingers deeper inside her and she bit her lip trying to muffle her cries of pain. "What will you do to keep him safe?" She felt the cold dread settle in her stomach and she dropped her head forward to rest on the wall. "I'll do anything, just please don't hurt him." "Anything?" "Yes." He smiled. "Beg me sister beg me to fuck you." She sobbed quietly, she knew what she would have to do to stop him from hurting Hyde and she closed her eyes. "Fuck me Adramelech. Fuck me hard and make me scream. Please I want you to." "Good girl." He freed his hard cock from his trousers and spat on his fingers before pushing them back into her. He sawed them in and out before removing them and slamming into her from behind, she clamped her lips together trying to stay silent and closed her eyes as he took hold of her hip and began to thrust against her. Soft moans escaped her and she pressed her cheek against the wall, the stone cold against her heated skin. The pain burned in her stomach and her hands curled into fists behind her back, the nails digging into her palms hard enough to draw blood. His grip on her turned gentle and he kissed her neck softly, she shivered and he trailed his fingers over her hip and between her legs. She sucked in a breath as he teased over her smooth mound before finding her clit with one finger, she tensed as she waited to see what he would do and he remained still making her wait, knowing what it did to her. He pressed gently on the small nub of her clitoris and she moaned quietly pushing her ass back against him and drawing him deeper, he held her hip and moved her on his cock feeling the wetness of her pussy coat him with her juices as her pleasure began to build. He pulled held onto her hair gently and turned her head, kissing her he groaned as her lips opened under his and he thrust harder listening to her little moans. "Daida!" Hyde shouted from outside the door, he slammed his shoulder into the wood trying to break it open but it was as though it was made of stone, the family stood behind him. "What's going on? Is she OK?" The mother sounded worried and held her daughter tightly. "I don't know." Hyde smashed into the door again. "What's it doing to her?" "I don't know!" She could hear him outside the door, she tried to block him out as the pleasure built inside her. Adramelech thrust harder feeling the walls of her pussy quiver around his thick cock, he pressed harder against her clit and she whimpered against his mouth. "You going to cum for me?" He whispered. "Is that what you want?" She couldn't talk but pressed back and he smiled, he rubbed her clit faster listening as her moans grew louder and finally she cried out against his lips, her pussy milked his cock as her orgasm consumed her and he followed filling her. He stepped away and tidied their trousers before stroking her hair. "He likes you." She slid to the ground pulled her shirt around herself and pulled her knees up to her chest, he knelt beside her and gently touched her cheek. "You know I don't want to hurt you darling." "I'm not going back. They'll have to kill me." He sighed. "They haven't sent me yet, this was a personal visit, a family reunion. Please think about coming back, we need you and you need us." "I don't need anyone." He looked at her sadly then leant down and kissed her forehead, he was gentle and she shivered as she remembered how it had been between them before any of this happened. "I love you sister." A tear rolled down her cheek. "I love you too my brother." The black smoke engulfed him again and when it cleared he was gone, the door slammed open and Hyde burst into the room. Immediately he wrapped a blanket from the bed around her and lifted her into his arms. "What did he do to you?" She shook her head and curled into his broad chest, he held her tightly and hurried out of the house ignoring the families words as he ran back to the inn. He lay her gently on the bed and she looked to the tub. "I want a bath." He nodded and filled a metal pot with water and hung it over the flames that danced in the fireplace, when it was boiling he poured it into the tub and turned to fill the pot again. He heard her stand and he clothes drop to the floor and spun round taking a step towards her. "Daida wait its too hot." She held up a hand and he stopped as though his legs were stone, he couldn't move. She stepped into the boiling water and sank down in the tub, pulling her legs to her chest she rested her chin on her knees and stared vacantly. He watched her worry mounting in his chest and when he felt he could move again he sank into the chair at the desk, finally he spoke.