15 comments/ 34617 views/ 12 favorites You Are Loved Ch. 01 By: Anivier Authors Note: This is a long story, and will have a second part soon. Each part can stand alone as a story by its self. I encourage you to post feedback to make the second part even better. I also ask that you read the whole thing. There is quite a bit of setup needed for the second part, which is in this part. Enjoy, A * We've all had dreams that were so real that waking up was a shock. The kind of dream that puts all other dreams to shame, like when you are a little kid and you dream about going on vacation, and just as you're about to leave you wake up. Mine were like that. This is the story of my dreams, and how the lead to the best sexual experience I've had. All names have been changed to protect me. I don't need people trying to hunt me down. This is the story of me finally getting together with my one true love. Part one. You Are Loved. A gentile push. The warm sweet velvet of her body around mine. A slight gasp, and that wonderful tender moment of surprised penetration tantalized the two young lovers enjoying the pleasure of each other for the very first time. Movement complete with the climax in perfect unison, joy at finally doing what they had yearned to do for so very long. She smiles, opens her lips to speak, and I wake up. Fuck, I think to myself. Always a dream, and now a dream I dare not try to bring to fruition. The girl in my dream is my best friend Rebecca, or Becky as we call her. A cute Aussie girl a year younger than I am... well was. She does not know what I am. I truly love her, and did even before I changed. I waned my first time to be with her so badly. I did not have a choice when it came to my first time however, but that is a different story. I sit up and look around my dark room. I don't need a light to see my surroundings. Not anymore. Sigh. I stand up and pull on some cloths. Black pants with a red dress shirt, complete with dress boots. I put a bit of gel in my hair and put on my watch and Claudga ring. Ready to face the world again. I look in the mirror. I am a handsome devil. 6 foot 4 inches, with medium length red hair, a fair complexion and hazel eyes, I tower over everyone in on the street. Yes I am ready to face the world once again. I won't tell you where I live. I would hate for you to find me. It's not that I don't love you. My readers are my best companions. But a horde of girls trying to hunt me down and seduce me has grown old. I am no longer the first time virgin of my dreams. In fact, I am nothing like I was when that dream was well within possibility. I sigh again. I don't want to leave my room, but hunger calls. I step outside of my flat in an artsy section of a major North American city. It is night, and the city really comes alive. I walk down town and take in the night air. Shall I go to the clubs tonight, or walk along the waterfront? The choice is as routine to me as getting dressed. I choose the clubs for this meal. I choose a dance club, frequented by all sorts of people, from stockbrokers to young teens. I scan the room, and take in the mix of people. There are 19 year olds who have just turned old enough to go out and drink, and there are 30 year olds who come here to get away, and in some cases, try to get sex out of drunken 19 year olds. I fit in with the younger crowd. I was 20 when I died. I suppose I should introduce myself to you properly. I am Anivier, or rather that is what I am known as now. When I was alive my name was Alex. I am a vampire. Yes, one of those who are cursed to walk the night, alone. Don't get me wrong; being a vampire has its benefits. I have excellent telepathic abilities; I have supernatural strength and senses. I can fly, and if I think hard enough I can light things on fire. I have a natural charm and charisma that being a vampire brings out strongly. I can fall in a sort of love with almost anyone. And this has been both a blessing and a curse. I can no longer enjoy the warm light of the sun. Bright lights are painful to my eyes. I no longer eat or drink any human food, and can no longer enjoy the warmth of hot chocolate, or the delectable taste of sweet tea. I can only know their pleasures by holding them and smelling them. I no longer can carry illness or be sick. Germs and Viruses die upon contact with my body. Sick people in my presence have a tendency to get better faster. I take advantage of this by volunteering in the local children's hospital on Wednesday nights. I am also no longer able to procreate, but everything else still works. Back to the club... My eyes take in the undulating bodies. I smell the sweat, and fun and lust, not just for sex, but also for distraction from their lives. I send out my telepathic net, and soon find a sexual predator. This man has raped hundreds of girls who were too drunk to stop him. He has taken many more virginities than he can remember. His target for tonight is a beautiful young Asian girl, who is really 17 and got in using fake ID. I push harder with my telepathic net, and realize that he knows this as well, and it's turning him on. I settle down in a booth and order an Irish coffee. I watch as he takes her onto the dance floor. She can barely stand she is so drunk. I feel for her with my mind. Her name is Mary. I catch glimpses of her life. Her boyfriend pressured her into coming tonight. He tried to make sexual advances and left her when she said no. This man came over with drinks and gave her a shoulder to cry on. She does not want to have sex yet. She wants to go home, but is to drunk to do it. She is scared; for all that she is smiling. The song ends and they return to their booth. The man gets up to go to the washroom. As he leaves I move over and sit in his place. Mary looks at me dazedly. I don't have to probe her mind to see that she is awed by my shimmering appearance, a beautiful young man, who looks so good it is almost unnatural. (I'm not trying to be immodest; being a vampire makes me look really good). I hold one of her hands in mine. Her heart is racing; I can feel it through her hand. I smile at her. "Don't worry Mary. I won't let anything happen to you tonight." She looks at me in shock. "How do you know my name?" she asks. "Let's just say I know lots of things. This man is going to try to hurt you and I won't let him. I will take you home tonight. And to your home, not to mine. Don't forget you are loved." She smiles at me drunkenly. I am suddenly overcome with love for her. Remember I said I could fall in love with almost anyone. I kiss her gently on the lips, and wipe away the tears from her eyes. She returns my kiss, and opens her mouth. I break away before we go any further. "I have to go and take care of something, Mary my love." I said. "But I will be right back and the I'll take you home." I stand and move toward the washroom. I see the man standing in line for the washroom. I walk up to him. "Excuse me sir, but there is a phone call for you, if you'll just follow me." I lead him through the club until suddenly we are out in the back alley. "What the fuck!" he says angrily. "I thought you said there was a call for me." "I lied" I said, and moved for his neck. He did not try to stop me as I drank from him. The warm taste of his life flowing into me overpowered all of my other sensations. His heartbeat grew fainter and fainter in my ears. I let him drop to the ground, but not before using my telepathic powers to let him know that I knew of all of his crimes, and that if he did not turn himself into police the next day I would come back and finish the job. Don't for a minute think I enjoy dolling out the ultimate penalty. Sure it is in my nature to kill humans, and many of my kind have no problem with it, but I don't think I should be the moral compass for anyone. I just make it a habit to drain the scum who take advantage and harm their fellow humans. Those who are decent, and loving will find no harm from me. I leave him in the alley and return to the club. Mary is sitting where I left her, alone and drunk. Her eyes are fluttering as she struggles to keep them open. I kiss her again and lead her to the exit. "Now darling, where do you live?" I ask, but she does not answer. I look down at her sweet brown eyes and see her need. "Come with me precious, there is a little park just down the street. You can sit down and rest there." We enter the park just in time for her to throw up in the nearest garbage can. I lead her to benches that surround a small fountain, in a reclusive and dark part of the park, where people from the street cannot see her being sick. "Why are you helping me?" she asks when she stops throwing up. "Because I like you," I replied. "And because I don't like predators that would try to take advantage of your condition. Now tell me where you live so I can take you home." I look at her, waiting for an answer but she has fallen asleep. Oh no, I think to myself. Now what do I do. Before you start saying, but Alex you should have expected this. It's so obvious; please remember that I was 20 years old and not much older than the beautiful girl passed out in my lap. What else could I do, but take her back to my flat. Not the smartest thing to do, when one wants to remain secretive but I could not just leave her there on the bench. Not my Mary. I lift up into the night, carrying her sleeping body close to mine, her pert breasts pressing into my chest, and her head resting on my shoulder. I got back to my flat and laid her on my bed. The night was still young and there was a good chance I would be able to get her home before the sun rose. I admired her as she slept. Long black hair flowed over a petite frame, with small perky breasts. Her hips had a gentile curve that I found irresistible. Her long legs were visible below her skirt. I felt a stirring in my pants. I've had sex with a fair number of women since becoming a vampire. What can I say; I am a creature of passion and lust. And love. I shake these thoughts away. I move towards my computer. Again I may be dead, but I am a total geek still. As I power up my brand new Mac Pro, I think of Becky and my dreams of late. Recently the dreams I've had of her have had a calling. As if she was reaching out for me in my dreams. Becky is no psychic that I know of, so I was unsure of what to do about it. I turned on MSN messenger and logged on. My screen name, Dryad of the Night, flashed up. Her name, Gentile Juliet, was not online. Rats. I opened an email and wrote her a note letting her know I was thinking of her and wanted to see her soon. I should explain a bit about Becky. Becky and I have been best friends since we were both in grade school. Becky and I used to be teased mercilessly about our friendship by our families, which left us very hesitant to express ourselves in a tender or physical way. We'd never hold hands or touch much. It was a stretch to hug some times. I always knew she cared for me however, even with the shy attitudes we used to have. We used to live near each other in a small town on the east coast of Australia, but my family moved to North America to peruse their careers. It was a painful time for both of us, but we found a way to keep our friendship alive via MSN, Email, and all too rare phone calls and visits. I loved her... I still love her. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me. It was safe to say that if I could have, I would have married her. She knows this. One summer I broke down and told her how I felt about her, but she said (wisely) that a relationship over such a long distance would not work out. It was a no, but not a never. The next week I died, but my rape and death are a different story. I looked at the clock, it was almost 3 AM. I felt Mary stirring in my bedroom and went to her. "How are you feeling my sweet?" I asked. "Better. The air in this room seems to be sucking the illness out of me. I feel almost sober." She started to cry. "Thank you for helping me. When Rick...that's my boyfriend, well my ex boyfriend now I guess. When Rick started pressuring me for sex tonight, I was so scared. I don't know why I always end up with the losers, but he seemed so sweet at first. I guess he was just frustrated. He'd wanted to go to the next level for weeks. I just did not feel ready yet. When he left me for some dumb bimbo he met in the club, Mitch came up and bought me a drink. I think he put something in the drink because it hit me hard. The next thing I knew you where with me and we were leaving. I am so sorry." She sniffled. "Thank you for being there and helping. And I don't even know you name." "I'm Alex," I said. There were a few seconds of silence. Her eyes closed and her breathing became shallow. I stood and watched her. I was thinking she had fallen asleep when she whispered, "Hold me, Alex." I gently lay down on my bed and reached out to touch her cheek. After a gentile caress I gather her to me, and press our bodies together. She reaches for me at the same time. We lay there, noses touching for several minutes. Then she sighs and impulsively I reach forward and kiss her. With a gentile moan she kisses me back and opens her mouth. This time I reach forward and our tongs touch. As we explore each other's mouths, she starts to caress my chest and back. I run my hand under her shirt and up and down her back, over her bra clasp. She lifts her leg and rolls me over on to my back, straddling my chest. I lift up her shirt and undo her bra. I caress her little breasts and remove my shirt. She leans down again and kisses me. I roll her over onto her back and lie between her legs. I take one of her small breasts into my mouth and let my tong dance over the nipple. She moans in pleasure and reaches for my pants button, and slides off my pants. I return the favor and we are soon naked in each other's arms. Her sweet aromas fill my nose as we continue to explore each other with our hands. "Alex" she says, "Take me. I've never felt so safe" "Ok, but let me know if you want me to stop. I don't want you to be hurt." She nods and gives me a brave smile. I lay her on her back again and run my hand over her moist entrance to make sure she is wet enough to take me. I kiss her and place the head of my penis at the opening of her vagina. Impulsively her vagina starts to pull it into her warm depths, but I hold steady. "Are you ready?" I ask. She nods again, and I push in gently. I've had sex with lots of girls, but I'll never be desensitized to the feeling of the first penetration into a vagina. Her juices coat the head of my penis, and as the head pops in I feel the resistance. I stop to let her get used to the feeling so far. She is so tight; I need to apply some pressure just to stay in. I look her in the eyes and she nods again and I push in all the way, the tip of my penis touching her cervix. She cries out in pain, and I kiss her letting her get used to the feeling of me being inside her. She wraps her legs around me again and I start to gently move inside of her. Her deep brown eyes reflect the wonder of the moment. Her soft and moist tunnel envelopes my hard cock. I quickly feel a stirring within me, and using my psychic skills I time my orgasm to be in sync with hers. I flood into her warm belly and she cries out in pleasure. Sex with Vampires has its benefits. We cuddle for the longest time, both of us drifting off to sleep in each other's arms. I awake first and turn on the opera Faust. I light come candles as the wonderful score plays from my studio quality monitors. "Rein! En vain j'interroge" I think about the words, "Damn, I look in vain". Sex is good, and sex with Mary was great, but it always seems to be missing something. The shimmering light from the candles reflects on the walls. I hear the chime that I have an email from my computer. Mary wakes up. "Now my sweet, I had best get you home." I say. "Thank you. Thank you for saving me. Thank you for the sex, it was wonderful. I'd rather it was with you than with Mitch or Rick." She replied. I smiled at her, and we walked to her home. When I returned, I checked my email. Ah Becky had replied. Alex, I have to see you. Can you make it down? The sooner the better, it's an emergency. I need you here. Love Rebecca I sat back and stared. Her messages were usually long and bubbly. I could tell something was wrong. My interest was also stirred, she never said Love Rebecca, in her messages. It was usually just signed Becca, or Becky. I can't be there tonight. The sun will be up soon, and it would look too suspicious if I turned up in one night. She does not know I am a vampire. She cannot know. I write her an email and tell her I'll be there as soon as I can. I tell her I'll be on the next flight out. You Are Loved Ch. 02 Ah, My readers. Much as I love you, you are a very distracting nuisance sometimes. "When will we hear from you again?" Constant emails and postings on the Internet. The Internet really is a wonderful thing is it not? Anyone anywhere with a computer and a phone line can be connected to almost anywhere else. Since I am a total Technophile I can't travel without having a laptop, and Internet, and then the constant irritant of your messages. Don't get me wrong; I loved all of your positive comments. I do enjoy writing. However you have also broken into a very exciting part of my life after my visit to Becky. Do you want to hear about it? I thought so... Part Two: Tossing and Turning My dreams were turbulent. I dreamt frantic visions of Becky tossing and turning, with tubes jutting out at horrid angles. She is sweating as a dark shape looms over her, tied down and unable to move. She screams in pain and in terror and then lies still. I move over to her on the bed, and she is cold. I see her in a coffin, and it being lowered into the ground. Noises and Crying. Mary is there, looking forlorn. I must be dreaming. I cannot wake up. I am screaming in my dream, blood tears flowing down my cheeks. I see my wonderful Rebecca walking among the graves, at her own funeral. She comes to me and looks at me sadly. I am slammed with the psychic equivalent of a dump truck. She is sending me a message stronger than anything I have ever felt and I cannot escape her psychic hold. A feeling of loss and despair, my own Becca, my love and my life is gone. I throw up all over the graves, and wake to find myself covered in bloody vomit, unable to stop crying. I crawl off my bed and onto the ground and lay there, a shivering cold mass. I flatten myself into the floor in an effort to get control over myself. Bloody sweat and blood tears stain my pj's. It is night. I clean up, and put on some comedy to try to calm myself down and stop crying. I wipe up my face, to remove the blood tears. Seeing a vampire cry is frightening to those who do not expect to see a thing cry blood. I ignore my hunger. I have to find out why I got hit by such a strong psychic dream. I got dressed and left my flat. Finding a secluded spot I shot up into the night. Several hours later I landed in Sydney, always being sure to travel in the darkness. I touched down beside Rebecca's apartment. It was a small basement apartment in Sydney's western end. I knocked on her door, and after a few moments she answered. Becca is a beautiful girl, standing about 5'9', with long flowing brown hair, tied up in a ponytail. Mesmerizing brown eyes and fair skin. She has a slim body and small breasts that would fill my hand perfectly. "ALEX!" She throws herself at me with a kiss and a very tight hug. We go for a walk in Meadowbank Park, and talk down by the Harbor for hours. We catch up on what's been going on in our lives. Dose of pain as I hear about her life, knowing that mine was stolen. In short it was a very pleasant evening, but even without my psychic gifts I could tell that there was something wrong. I let it rest though. She'll tell me when she's ready. I feign being jetlagged and beg a dark room to sleep in. The next evening Becky and I went Downtown to see Die Valkurie at the Opera. We were on the way home when Becky looked over at me. "Alex?" She said " Yeah?" I said, with a shudder for my normal standards of vocabulary. " I have something to tell you... Promise you won't get too upset" Cold fear gripped me. Found her one true soul mate? Getting married, and not to me? I know that these sound horrible, but I can't help it. I really love the girl. I'd do anything for her. " I'm going to die" Silence "What?" She glanced over at me. "Remember before you left, when I was in that car crash with my Footie coach? I had to have blood transfusions? They were tainted. I got HIV from the blood at the hospital" Bad Blood. Just like me. "How long do you have?" " Not long, or so they tell me. They can't really say, as long as I stay healthy it could be months." Stay healthy, I hear you and indeed myself thinking, Ok that's not too bad, I can handle that. After all does not my very presence keep illness away? I can live with this. I can live with her and "Nurse" her to health. Or so I thought. It turns out that there are some illnesses that I just can't do anything about. Over the next few weeks my dearest Rebecca, who I've been in love with for years, took a turn for the worst. I can't take it. I really can't. I don't pretend that what I did was good. It was probably bad. It was absolutely selfish. No doubt. And yet what am I if not an honest person. If I can't admit what I did to my loyal readers then I have no business writing out to you. She had come home from the hospital and was very pale and shaky. It was a cold night in Sydney and there were thunderclouds on the horizon. The faintest shimmer of the moon was shining through the thin clouds that preceded the storm. "Becky, I've made you some dinner" I said. She smiled at me warmly and walked into the kitchen. "Smells good. What did you make?" she asked. "Tuna Casserole" Silence. Glorious and blessed silence as we just looked at each other. She gave a faint shudder and leaned back against the doorframe. "Becky, are you OK?" " Just a bit dizzy. Can you get my pills from out of my purse?" I dashed just faster than human speed and handed her the pills. "Thanks Alex, you're the best friend I could ever want," She said. Fuck. I don't WANT to be just her best friend!! "Look Becky..." "Yeah?" " I think I love you" Very smooth Alex. Just lay it on the line right? I'm not usually so self critical but you have to understand that Rebecca is more to me than anything else, and I want everything to be perfect with her. But then a surprise... Once again Rebecca was throwing herself at me. Her lips were soft and sweet as they touched mine. Whoa. I admit that I was taken aback a bit but I responded to her eagerly. " I love you too Alex" She said. And then she went back to kissing me. An instant flood of happiness warmed me to the very core of my cold dead body. She gave a violent cough. "I don't feel so good" she muttered. I picked her up off the floor and carried her into her bedroom. By the time I got there she was half asleep from her pills. She looked so awful. She was dying. I could sense it. She was not going to make it through the night. As if to prove it she gave a shuddering cough and her breathing got very shallow. What could I do? My best friend, my love, my muse, my soul mate is dying in front of me. She opened her eyes. "Alex" she murmured and passed out. "Shit. Shit Shit shit shit shit!" I screamed and cursed. Becky don't die on me. Please don't die on me. I can't take it. I can't control myself. I flew into a rage at her. "How dare you die and leave me alone! You want to play it like this you bitch? Fine then!" I screamed and raved. I grabbed her arm and bit. The blood filled my mouth and I was not delicate as I sucked her almost dry. I drank and drank. I could taste the medication and the lung infection that she could just not get better from. She gave a shuttering breath and then stopped breathing. I quickly cut my own wrist and put the cut over her mouth and allowed the blood to flow down her throat. By the time I realized that I was passing my curse to her as well I felt sick, but I could not stop. I could not loose her. Suddenly she awoke and started screaming as her body died, and she became like me. It was a long night of pain for her but I held her hand through it all. When the sun arose I barely had enough energy left to close the door and blinds and drag us into her closet and close the door. It was warm and soft and white. I was floating after the end of the universe, and it was not black as night. It was warm and white and soft. I heard voices. Singing. Laughing. Joy. I looked beside me. Becky was there. Her head turned toward me at the same instant I looked at her. I smiled. She smiled. Her smile stretched to unnatural proportions and she turned multicolored. Then she turned white. Long fangs grew from her upper jaw. She started biting me. Pain. Drawing blood. Weaker and weaker, consciousness slipping as she stole my blood. Fire in my veins. I yell for her to stop. She does not let up. I'm going to die. Oh god! I wake up, and can see through the crack under the closet door that the sun has just set. My thirst is next to unbearable. Becky won't awake for at least another hour. I'll have to take her out to drink tonight as well. Her first kill. It will be a kill for her. There is little that can be done to control a young vampire's thirst. I surf the Internet for a while as I wait for Becky to wake. When she does, she walks straight up to me. I'm waiting for some sign that she understands the evil that I've done to her. I keep my mind open so she can see what I'm thinking. The blood has honed her psychic gifts, just as it did mine. She straddles me where I sit and kisses me long and hard on the lips. "Thank you Alex", she whispers. "But..." she cuts me off with another kiss. "I am really thirsty, lets to for a walk". She says. I'm shocked. She's not mad at me. She seems... no she IS happy that I changed her. I can feel her love for me radiate from her body. Her smooth, pale, cool, beautiful body, which I am so incredibly drawn to. We walk along the streets. The night is warm and the brilliant stars in the sky twinkle overhead. We are holding hands, two beautiful pale beings. I keep my mind open for anyone that deserves our dark purpose tonight. After Becky and myself have drank ourselves full we return to her apartment for a little chat, or so I thought. We stepped into her dark apartment and she turned and gazed at me. "I've waited a long time for you Alex." She says. She leans forward and slowly kisses me. Her hands run up and down my back as she pulls me close to her. She isn't used to her new strength and our heads collide with a thump. "Ouch! Sorry Alex..." she says with embarrassment. I scoop her up and carry her to her bedroom. She undresses me in a flurry of clothes and with preternatural speed she has me pinned on the bed. She was kissing me furiously, while with agonizing slowness started to remove her own clothing. I caressed her back and neck. She rolled me on top of her and kicked off the rest of her clothes. "I've been waiting for this for so long." she said. Ecstasy fills my heart. She guides me into her tight body. Finally a feeling of completeness washed over me. She rakes my back with her fingers, and I caress her breasts and body as I begin thrusting. I was not gentle with her, because I could tell that's what she wanted. Our bodies moved in perfect synchronization. We climax simultaneously. Panting we kiss and as the sun rises we sleep naked in each other's arms. This was the best I'd ever had because it was not just a one-night stand. I was in love with the girl. I had everything I'd ever wanted as a human. It was so right that we were doing this. I wished that the sun would not rise and this night would never end. I was spent. Exhausted. It was a wild night, and certainly not one that I had expected to be having... well ever. Even when I was alive I never thought it would be a real possibility. Even after a full day's sleep I was hardly able to keep my eyes open. I needed to feed. Becky woke up and looked at me. "Hey lover boy" "Hello yourself cutie" The three months that had passed since I made her a vampire had just been wonderful. We needed that much time just to finish catching up on the years that had kept us apart. Of course the sex every night was awesome. Our love just kept on growing, and now we were married. "We had better get moving beautiful, if we want to beat the sun." We lifted off from right in front of her apartment, up into the warm night. Several hours later we touched down on the snowy streets of Times Square. Again we followed the night, so it was only 7:00 in New York. We walked hand in hand to a Theatre and bought tickets to that evening's performance. The show we ended up seeing was a beautiful coming of age story about some kids from the 19thC, and how nothing has changed since then for children. We left the theatre moved and happy to have stumbled onto the show. We took a long walk in Central Park. The sweet smell of fresh snow filled our noses, as flakes of snow reflected the lamp light overhead. The sky glowed a soft purple from all the lights in the city. A lone aircraft flew overhead, and a horse drawn carriage moved past us silently. I turned and gazed at Becky, her sweet eyes reflecting the snow passing in front of a lamp. "How do you like New York?" I asked. " I love it Alex. It's just like we planned." Becky does not seem to have any of the difficulties that I do with being a Vampire. That's what we are. Two Vampires in love, wandering the globe. A trip that two young friends planned, for when they would finally be able to be together again. A trip that we never got to do alive, but damn it we're still here and the world waits... You Are Loved Ch. 03 One would have thought, you have what you want Alex, what else is there to say about you? A few months ago I would have agreed. Vampire in love... Vampire happier than he has any right to be. But the world is a strange place, as I know all too well. There are far scarier things than me that can, and will, go bump in your night. And no not that kind of bump. Get your mind out of the gutter for a minute because I have a story to tell. I have no embarrassment telling you that my life was shaken. Not a very nice feeling. Needless to say there are a few people in my life that... to put it delicately, don't much care for me. Undeserved surely, I hear you and indeed me thinking. Pay attention. Decide for yourself. Feel the thirst for my story. I thirst for your blood, your life, a hundred times more. Chapter One, Mary... I woke up feeling flustered. Where... Who? What happened last night? OUCH. Oh my god. I must have drunk more than I thought last night. Jesus Christ my head hurt. I staggered out of my bed and in to the bathroom. My mom always kept an Advil container in the cupboard above the toilet. I swallowed two pills without any water and barely made it back to my room. What the hell happened to me last night? "Honey, are you awake? How as your time out with Rick last night?" Groan. Rick. Suddenly all my memories from last night flooded back to me. Rick dumping me, Almost getting date raped, meeting that... Boy? Man? I have to admit that I'm a bit surprised to remember anything about last night. Being with that beautiful... person? must have made me remember. Certainly not the only strange thing I think I remember about him. "Mary!" "I can't really talk right now Mom" I croaked. "When you feel better, Rick called. He seemed upset about something" " I hope you told him he can fuck off" Shit. I shouldn't have said that. My mom stormed up to my room. After ten minutes of lecturing about the use of language like that in her house I was finally free to try to recover. I'm not a virgin anymore... The thought elated me more than I expected it would. After about an hour, and a long shower I staggered downstairs and ate something. I ate slowly, expecting that any food would make me throw up. As soon as I ate though, I felt much better. My sister shot me a dirty look, and I realized that I'd eaten more than her and my mother put together. I never eat that much. What's going on? I showered and did some homework. University is not going like I thought it would, although I had made a few friends there. Homework took up most of my day, and I went to bed early. Heat. Blistering heat. A bridge over water. A harbour. That guy from last night walking down the street quickly. I woke up. God damn, a dream. It was a Monday, so I went to school. University for me is about an hour or so away by public transit. I usually spend the time reading, but this time I was thinking about my dream. I thought I had recognized the harbour. Where was it... I could not quite place it. It was weird though, how could he have gotten so far away? I knew the place was somewhere far... Don't be stupid girl, it was just a dream. What's his name? Alex. Right Alex. It's just a dream. I sighed and went to my readings. The whole day was uneasy. I don't have that many friends at school. On the way home I thought I could hear voices talking about me. I must be going crazy. The rest of the day was a blur of people talking about me, and my mom bitching at me for being anti social. At about eight I took two Advil and went to bed. I dreamed heat again, the harbour, this time Alex is walking with a sick looking girl. Then I saw it, the Opera houses. He's in Sydney! I'm such an idiot; I should have recognized the bridge from the Olympics. Suddenly the dream shifted to a dark cold room. A bunch of people were gathered around a table under a bare light bulb. No windows. Were we underground? "She'll understand her power soon, so we should start planning to make contact" a voice said. It was a girl's voice. Sweet and melodic, but I could not help but shiver. Something weird was going on here. "What's the best way to keep her from turning? I've never heard of a power like hers before?" Another voice, Slight Asian accent, like my own. "Of course her power is different Hans," said the first voice, "we're all different" A third voice cut in "Who cares what her power is, we can't let her turn. She's too important." This one was gruff and I think older than the rest. A murmur of agreement went around the circle. "Either way, we have to make contact now, for all we know she could be here right now! Listening in!" Said the first voice. "Does it matter?" asked Hans. "Of course it matters, if she gets spooked, it would give the others an excellent chance to cut in on us and snag her for themselves. She could go either way at this point." Said the first voice. I woke up with a start. Shit, I'm late. I ran to school and did not get a chance to eat, so by the time I was done class I was starving. I decided to stop off and get something at one of the fast food places on campus. When I got into the lineup I looked over the crowded dining area. I caught a girl's eye. She might have been just a bit older than me, but the way she was staring at me caught me off guard. I stood frozen. "Hello miss, Hello??" Shit. The guy at the counter was calling out to me; I was blocking the line up. "What can I get you?" He asked when I turned. "Uhh, I changed my mind" "Next..." he drawled, clearly bored with his job. The girl was still staring at me, with a slight smile, as if she had heard everything I had said. Then she melted back into the crowd. I felt really paranoid. I went home, but on the way I think someone was watching me. I got home and my mom had made fried rice, which although it makes me break out is still one of my favorites, and I could not keep feeling weird. I slowly let my guard down and relaxed. I mean, what could possibly happen in my own house? I took a long shower, played a game on my Wii with my sister and then went to bed. Time passed... It was winter when I started having the dreams every night. I dreamed so vividly it was like I was there. People I'd never met, in places I have never been to were suddenly appearing in my head. I could not understand what was going on, but the feeling was not menacing. At least not always... School was just letting out, and I went to go see a new movie that had just come out. I was still very single, and me being a bit of a loner I went to the movie by myself. The movie was some chick flick that I could not really remember why I had wanted to go see so badly, and I was still moody when I walked out of the theatre. It was dark, even though it was not even 4:45 PM.. I could hear the sounds of two men following me up the street, but they kept a respectful distance back. After a block or two their sound faded and I could not hear them anymore. The street was very quiet for so early in the day, although it was a suburb, so most of the traffic would be showing up around 6. I was just walking past the park when I suddenly saw one of the two guys from the theatre sitting at the entrance to the park. How the heck could he have gotten around me without me noticing? He stepped up and started walking toward me. I saw it was one of the kids I had gone to high school with. "Hello Mary" He said "Oh! Hi John" "What are you up to these days?" "Oh you know" I said. I was seriously creeped out, even though he was a lot better looking than I remembered him to be. Suddenly he was on me, Dragging me into the park. "I am sorry Mary, but you are so cute I just can not resist. You really picked a bad day to go see a movie." He said. What the hell? I screamed and he clamped his hand on my jaw, crushing the bone. Pain raked my head and I almost passed out. "It really is too bad, I had a serious crush on you back in high school, when I was alive..." Now there was confusion mixed in with my pain. Then I saw his teeth. Fangs. Shit. Vampire. I did not think they were real, but from the pain where my jaw used to be and the fact that he clearly had fangs, I guess they were. He dragged me into a little clearing in the wooded part of the park. "I'm so thirsty" he said. And that was the last thing he ever said. He had just finished speaking when an unseen force flung him back and before he hit the other side of the clearing he was ripped apart by the same invisible force, Blood and limbs flew all over the clearing and I was splattered. I heard more voices. "Sloppy Hans, Sloppy!" I passed out. Chapter Two Alex... I looked out the window at the rain. Time passed. As the sun started to rise, automatic signals from sensors outside the window caused the electronic fibers that were layered in the window to turn black, completely blacking out the window. No more need for drapes. Time passed. The sun set, and I was still sitting there. No sleep, No food... Days and Days passed. Winter set in. How could it have happened? Gone. The girl I had loved for years and years was gone, and no magical ability could bring her back. She went mad and went into the sun. I ran the events that lead up to it in my mind. Replaying them from every angle, pain welling up from every instance I failed to do something that could have stopped this. I should have paid more attention to her slowly darkening mood. Each time she drank from someone she became just a bit darker. Slowly we started having arguments and fights. More and more she drifted, more and more I tried to hold on. It was so slow it barely registered on my consciousness. I never saw it coming till it was too late. I was just too busy fooling myself that everything was all right. And I'll have to live with that... forever... Days passed. The effects of not feeding were defiantly taking a toll on my body, though they would not kill me. I lost track of time. My skin started to tighten and turn to living parchment. More and more I looked like something from a horror movie. My hair fell out after a few months. The only thing that stayed unchanged were my eyes. Life was a blur, I could not tell how much time passed. To conserve energy I lapsed into a Coma. I felt a trickling down my throat. I coughed and a puff of dust came out of my mouth and nose. Gross. "He's starting to come around Alexandre, Start the IV" I felt a pain in my arm. Then again in my other arm, followed by both legs. Strength slowly returned to my body, with the human blood flowing down my throat, and into my veins... Slowly I became aware. A beautiful face smiled down on me. Grey/Green eyes, a small dainty nose, delicate lips and pronounced cheekbones, all framed with long blonde hair. "Aurora?" I croaked. "Oh good, you recognize me. I guess that means you're still at home in there." "Your brain was on vacation for a while" A Tenor voice, with a French accent. Alexandre. He had the face of a Greek god. Strong jaw, distinctive nose , short brownish red hair. It all came flooding back to me. I first met Aurora and Alexandre back when I was a new born Vampire. The elders of our kind have a saying; ' No-one gets around like a teenager'. The double entendre applies as much to our sudden want to travel the world as much as to the more passionate physical desires of sex and blood. We were in Moscow. I was walking through Park Vorob'evy Gory looking across the river at the big sports stadium. I felt them more than saw them. I turned behind me and immediately recognized others of my own kind. They looked just like locals, apparently picking up on local customs of dress and language faster than I did. They were holding hands and talking quietly. It was obvious to me that Aurora was in command of that union, and when I say union I mean they were married to each other, not just in a pitiful religious sense, but truly unable to exist without each other. I noticed the signs of their union with chagrin since I had been mentally undressing the girl. They were young, in physical age at least. I have no idea to this day how old they are really. It is as impolite to ask a vampire their age as it is to ask a human how much money they make. My sense of smell and taste returned to me in a flash. "Aww man! Why were you two having sex in my flat?" A tenor chuckle "Told you he'd smell it" "What did you expect us to do while you recovered? It's been days that we've been re charging you with blood Alex!" Aurora's soprano voice was shrill. That was another thing that surprised us when we met. We went to a pub to talk after our chance meeting in the park. Alex, Alexandre and Aurora, I kid you not. Please feel free reader to see this as evidence that this is all real. What author in their right mind would have the alliteration and insanity to name his characters with virtually the same name? "Please tone it down a bit Rory, I've got a headache that you would not believe" I said. "It's your own stupid fault for not taking care of yourself!" she nagged and then stormed off to my studio. A quarter of a second later light jazz filled the flat from the speakers I had hidden in the walls. It sounded like the quartet was in the room with us, and would sound perfect wherever you went. "Why did you guys come here?" Alexandre and Aurora lived in the small down of Kingston, Ontario. "What we can't drop in on an old friend now?" Alexandre asked. "Besides, we looked at your probability field and saw that you were going to come into contact with that infernal organization that calls themselves..." Three Mary... "The Night Patrol, you've got to be kidding me" "Well it's true" said Hans with a bit of a sulk in his voice. "Ok run it all by me again" I said. " Ok, Fine." Linda said. " Every city has a group of people who work there called the Night Patrol. The name is pretty self explanatory. We try to maintain the balance..." "Between good and evil!" Hans cut in excitedly. " Hans! Let me explain please." Sighed and nodded. "As I was saying, we maintain the balance. Think of it as good and evil if you like. If vampires or werewolves start to have a negative impact on an area, and I'm not talking just killing people here, or magicians or witches or whomever cause an imbalance of negativity we have to restore the balance. Usually by destroying the perpetrator." "And these dark forces or whatever you want to call them, just let you kill their kind?" "Actually yes. There is a sort of understanding among those of us with special abilities. If anyone finds out about us we're finished. Humans would destroy us completely. If one side or the other crosses the line where humans would start to become aware of us then they must be stopped. The dark forces don't want to be exposed any more than we do." Linda said. "So why me? Why did you choose me to join you guys?" I asked. "Because you have powers, that's why! Like us" Hans said. "Have your dreams become more real and vivid in the last year or so? Like you were actually looking at something that was really happening, not just the loopy-ness of a dream? Linda asked. "Yeah, What does that have to do with anything?" I asked. "Your power is viewing things that are going on, no matter where you are or how far away the event you're watching is. If you learn how to control this power you will be able to see whatever you want. This power would be wonderful to help the Patrol" Linda said. "So if my power was something really lame you would never have told me about it?" "No" Linda replied sharply. "We have a duty to snatch anyone with any potential power no matter how good it would be for the watch. If we don't catch you, the dark forces will." "Ok fine, I guess I have to join. I don't want to have anything to do with vampires like the guy who attacked me" I said. "Excellent" Hans said. "Ok, Linda said. I'll show you around our offices. As you already know I am the head of the patrol. And this is Hans, Now our second newest member. Hans' special ability is being able to manipulate any man made object. Mine is being able to recognize other peoples gifts, among other talents. The more powerful you get the more gifts you have. " We left her office and walked down a cream coloured hallway. We stopped at a reinforced door with a key access panel. Linda used her swipe card to open the door for us. " Within a couple of months you will be able to recognize vampires, werewolves and the rest of the dark people without any difficulty." Linda was saying as we entered the room. "Everyone this is our newest member, Mary" she said. The room was dimly lit and full of monitors and computers. All eyes turned to Linda as we walked in. "Welcome Mary" said a cute looking black woman at one of the monitors. Her eyes and fingers danced around the work screen as she worked. "My name is Marley" " I'm Ricky" Said a guy who seriously looked like a Viking, complete with long blonde hair and a motorcycle jacket. "Jerry' said a nervous looking guy who looked like a young bill Gates. "Linda can I talk to you for a sec?" Hans sidled over to me as Linda moved to look at something Jerry was showing her on the monitor. " Marley is able to slow down time, and she can extend her ability to anyone within a ten foot radius, so we can all move more quickly through time than our enemies. Ricky is good with weapons. He can handle any weapon ever made as though he spent hundreds of years perfecting each one, but I think he's only a hundred and fifty or so. He's also good at unarmed combat, but that's not his gift." " Wait, Wait, Wait! A hundred and fifty? "Yeah, We age slowly after we're twenty, and not at all after we're forty, so long as we keep using our gifts." "How old are you then?" I asked. He laughed. "Twenty Two, and that's my real age too. Anyway Jerry is in my opinion the most interesting person on staff. Not only is he a complete wizard with technology, he built this setup by the way" He gestured at the computer network " but he also has ties to the weather and disasters, he even has mild precog with events related to them.. He is the second strongest person on the patrol." "What is precog?" I asked. " You'll learn our terms pretty quickly. Precog is precognition, or looking into the future. Jerry can see natural disasters, and even some man made ones, a couple of days before they happen." Hans said. I decided I liked Hans. He had a boyish charm, with no hint of an Asian accent. He seemed like a fun guy and a good friend to have. I was shown the key to the building, which means I could now see our office. Regular humans don't see anything more than the low office block near a park downtown, but now I could see the special entrance for patrol members, and the extra two floors on our building, complete with massive antennas and satellite arrays on the roof. At the end of what was a very exhausting day I went home. As I was walking up the steps I looked at my watch, Yikes, I'd been gone for three days. Linda told me that they had arranged a cover story for me, so my mom would not question where I went when I was called out on special duty with the patrol. They had also quit the dead end job that I had been working for me, since I was now an employee of Nighteye Entertainment. Nighteye was a real company that the patrol owned to make money from. They even had their Headquarters in our building. That was the excuse used by patrol members when people asked them what they did. We were all game designers, or middle management types, whichever we needed as an alibi if we ever had to explain to people, like mothers, what we did. You Are Loved Ch. 03 Of course the excuse for my absence that Linda came up with was me having a new boyfriend, so my mom wanted to hear all about him. I told her details from that strange guy from so long ago, and she was pacified. I could hardly believe what was happening to me. Just a few days ago I was a normal person. No special powers, no epic war going on in the shadows... An idea occurred to me. If I really had the powers that Linda said I did, Why not try to find that guy who I told my mother about. The one who... took my virginity. I sat on my bed. Ok Mary, if you're going to have a power let's make it work for you. I relaxed. In my head I held a vision of the man from my past. Where are you? My conscious awareness shifted and I was in a dark room. He was sitting there, alone in the dark. Some moaning was coming from another room. Sounds like the TV was on somewhere in his apartment. I could even make out what they were saying... "Harder, Harder Alexandre!" Humm. I wanted to see where exactly he was. There must be a way to zoom out. As soon as I thought it I was able to see the outside of his building. Christ it was just downtown. I knew exactly where it was! I swiveled my view around so I could catch the number on his room. 3500. The penthouse of course. His apartment was the whole top floor of one of the condo towers downtown. Chapter Four Alex... By the time Rory and Alexandre finally stopped fucking it was around midnight. They left to go hunting. I was completely sated from all the IV's they'd used to rouse me that I did not have to go with them. I turned on some soft rock. My doorbell rang. Odd. Who would be calling at this time of night. Rory and Alexandre would just some in through the window, and who else knew I was here? I opened the door, Instantly cursing myself for not using my mind gift to scan to see who was outside my door. Mary... I got off the elevator and rang his doorbell. He opened it immediately, as if he had been right behind the door waiting for me. This threw me off guard. "Hi, Do you remember me?" I asked. He surprised me with a warm smile. "Hello Mary, Of course I remember you, won't you come in?" His apartment was warm. The colour scheme was a bit surprising, with reds, browns, maroons and deep, deep blues. "What a lovely place you have" I said. "Why are you here Mary?" " I wanted to find you. I've been dreaming of you for months. I could tell that something horrible happened, and I wanted to make sure you were alright". What was I saying? What was I doing here? Why did I think tracking down this beautiful stranger was a good idea? I have no clue what's happening to me, but I felt deep down inside me that nothing bad was going to happen to me. " I don't even know your name" I said. " I'm Alex, and you're right, something bad did happen... How did you know?" He turned away and wiped at his eyes with a tissue. He was quietly crying. I moved closer to him and reached out to hug him. He flinched away and almost faster than my eyes could see threw what looked like a bloody tissue in the garbage. Bloody? No that must have just been my eyes after looking at his red walls for so long. "I'm sorry" he said after he turned " I did not mean to scare you, I just move quickly. It's a left over from when I was a fencer in school." What was going on here? I did not know, I did not really care that is. I reached out and touched his face... It was cool, but pleasant. Alex... Her touch was like fire. A fire I thought I would never feel again. She leaned in towards me and kissed me softly on the lips. She smelled of lavender. I'd forgotten her smell in the dry air of Australia. Her kiss was like a bolt of lightning. She pulled away and I fell forward just a fraction of an inch. "Can I sit down?" she asked. " I have house guests who are staying in the den, The only other place that is very comfortable is my own room. Would you like to sit there?" I asked. " Sure" "Before we move can I get you anything to drink or eat?" "No thank you, I'm alright." That's probably a good thing since the human food I keep in the house for just such an occasion had gone bad. I think the only thing that was still good is pop and wine. Mary... His bedroom was HUGE! Two whole walls were glass, with his bed facing out looking over the city. A flat screen TV hung on a track in the ceiling so it could be moved to the wall where the couch was, or to the foot of the bed. If you wanted to put the TV away you could slide it into a little cubby hole by the closet. We moved over to the couch and sat down. He lit a fire in the fireplace, and soon warmth was flooding the room, along with the aroma of a wood fire. His skin seemed to glow in the fire light. I leaned forward and kissed him again. His light touch on my back made my nipples tingle. I cannot believe how aroused I was getting from just a few kisses. He slowly ran his hands up and down my back. The hot air combined with his cold hands sent shivers down my spine. I pushed him down and crawled over top of him with our lips locked. His eyes opened with a bit of surprise but he allowed me to straddle him. I started unbuttoning his shirt, and running my hands over his tight stomach and chest. I felt him reach under my shirt and unclasp my bra. There was next to no difference once he did, I'm rather small and don't really need a bra. With a sudden jerk my shirt was off of me. He sat up, our bare chests touching. I gasped with the shock of my hot skin touching his cool skin. The crotch of my jeans were getting very wet. He lifted me up and carried me over to the bed. Next thing I knew my pants were off, my panties went next. In what seemed like half a second I was naked. He kissed my legs all the way up to my belly, while gently cupping my breasts. My legs parted slightly and he was there, tongue dancing over my clit. It was all so fast that my brain was barely able to handle the responses that my nerves were sending to it. I writhed from the pleasure, but no matter how much I tried to move, his grip held my steady. It was like he was rubbing my pussy with an ice cube. The contrast in feelings, pleasure and pain from the cold pushed me over the edge. Alex... She came hard. "Oh... My... God!" she moaned. " Ahhh!" My senses reeled too. Her smell and taste were intoxicating. She was panting as I kissed my way up to her breasts, softly sucking on first one nipple then the other. She moaned again as a second orgasm hit her. She reached up and tried to unbutton my pants. I sat up and was as naked as she was in a quarter of a second. She was so out of it from the second orgasm I don't think she noticed. Needless to say I was as hard as a marble statue. She spread her legs and whispered between the panting "You... Inside... Me... Now!" I did not have to be asked twice. I slid into her slowly, her warm pussy was so tight over my cold cock. Mary... He was inside me. I felt full. How can he be so cold? I came for a third time as he started thrusting. His pace was so slow, it was torture. "Faster" I gasped. He kept going slowly. I clawed at his back. " Faster damnit!" A low chuckle escaped his lips as he obligingly sped up. Oh my god. My first time was nothing compared to this. I looked up into his eyes. I started, they were Violet. The feeling of him moving in me was pushing me over the edge. As if he sensed that I was about to come again he slowed down. "What are you doing?" He just smiled and kissed me. My eyes closed, and then he kissed my eyes, and all over my face. Then he sped back up. My hands ran around his back as my eyes rolled back in ecstasy. I came, and felt something cool flowing into me. My god his cum was almost as cold as his lips. Alex... She went limp in my arms as we came together. I think I passed out for a few seconds. I heard a very soft sound at the entrance to the room. Aurora was standing there smiling. I nodded a greeting and rolled off Mary, keeping her in my embrace. Rory's eyes grew wide, She opened her mouth and uttered an ear splitting scream. Mary... I started awake when all of the windows blew out. I looked at Alex and his eyes were Squeezed shut as if in pain. I looked all around the room and there was a young woman in the door way with her mouth wide open, but with no sound coming out. Alex... Rory's scream was like someone shoving a stake into my eyes. "Rory! What the hell! STOP!" I shouted, my eyes squeezing shut in pain. The wind whipped into the room, with no windows to stop it. "She's in the Night Patrol" Rory was almost in tears of rage. " You actually slept with one of THEM! I bet you never even scanned her to check!" She was right, I didn't scan her. This can't be happening! To Be Continued...