Red

[Waste]

“I’ll see you tonight.” Autumn called over her shoulder as she approached the black limo with tinted windows that was waiting for her outside Darlington 6th Form. She heard Jenny shout goodbye just before she slipped into the back seat, and found herself sitting next to Red.

“Tonight? Where are you off too?” he asked as the limo pulled away from the curb, he looked down at Autumn with curious eyes.

“Everyone officially finished their exams today so we are meeting up at Monica’s.”

“And you asked my permission when exactly?” Red’s voice was slick but affectionate as he curled his strong arm around Autumn.

“I don’t need your permission to go out anymore Red” Autumn said stubbornly, brushing a lock of white blonde hair behind her ear. She rested her head against Red’s shoulder and they slipped into an easy silence, it wasn’t until they were a few minutes from their house that Red spoke.

“Will there be drink?”

“Yes.” Autumn said curtly, she never lied to Red.

“Weed?”

“Yes.”

“Boys?”

“Yes.”

“You aren’t going.” He said in a voice that was meant to end the conversation.

“Bite me.” Autumn growled as the limo stopped, she hopped out, and waited at the door of her home, a huge manor house with six bedrooms, two living rooms, a dining room, a large kitchen and a scattering of bathrooms, for Red to unlock the door, she felt a cool hand close around her shoulder.

“I wish you wouldn’t use that terminology Autumn.”

“Sorry Red,” she said innocently, not meaning it.

“And I think it best not to let Emelae know about tonight, let’s just tell her that you are having a friendly sleep over at Monica’s with Jenny and Darien.” Red said as he unlocked the door and led Autumn into the house.

“Yes sir.” Autumn smiled, they entered a wide entrance hall with a staircase at the far end leading up to the bedrooms. Autumn could smell food cooking in the kitchen to her right and the television was on in the lounge to her left. She popped her head into the living room and glanced at the television, Emelae was watching the five o’clock news.

“Good afternoon.” Emelae said in greeting, “You’re a bit late.”

“I know, we had a small celebration after the exams.”

“So you left Red outside whilst you had your celebration?”

“Yup.”

“Good, that man needs a bit of patience.” Emelae chuckled,

Red strolled into the room holding two wine glasses filled with a thick crimson liquid. “So I suppose you are full of patience my dear?”

“Well of course I am.” Emelae replied delicately, her amber eyes fixed on the wine glasses.

“Then I suppose you won’t mind waiting a bit longer for this then?” Red indicated the glass in his left hand and took a sip from the one in his right. Emelae got to her feet and reached for the glass but Red held it high, out of her grasp. She jumped, higher than humanly possible, but Red quickly moved it to the side. He took a mouthful of blood from the glass in his right hand; Emelae took a few quick steps forward and pulled Red into a deep kiss, sucking the liquid out of his mouth. She pulled away and licked the remaining blood off of her lips.

“Now you’re never going to get your glass.” Red smirked.

“Fine,” Emelae turned her back on him and folded her arms “No sex.”

Red lowered the glass slightly “For how long?”

“Two years.”

“You can’t even go for two years!” he choked.

“Want to bet?”

He held her glass out to her and she took it with a smirk on her face, “You still can’t go that long!” he accused.

“Course I can. Unlike you. You’d give in after about a week.”

“Never.”

“Prove it.”

“Fine I will. And whoever gives in first isn’t allowed to hunt for five years.” Red growled.

“Deal.” Emelae grinned and drained her glass then turned to face Autumn, “Sorry dear, is there something you wanted?”

“Yeah I need a lift to Monica’s at six and I was wondering Red, if you aren’t to busy begging Emelae for sex, could you ask Jason” the chauffeur “to come pick me up.” Autumn gave a sweet smile.

“Sure, but I’ll have you know that Emelae is going to be the one begging.”

“Whatever, I’ll be back down in an hour.” Autumn waved her thin hand and turned out of the room, she walked up the flight of stairs and then down a pastel pink hall to a black door. She swung it inwards and stepped into her large lime green room.

It was furnished with a black double bed that was below a large bay window that looked out over the garden. There was a walk in wardrobe to her left with white wooden doors that matched the floor and a desk stretched along the right wall. In the centre of the room was a huddle of black and green beanbags. A black-rimmed ornate mirror was next to the wardrobe doors; its frame was extremely gothic and made of heavy metal.

Autumn crossed the room and threw open the doors to her wardrobe, she walked in and picked out a short black and baby blue striped dress that had a little black frill around the bottom and matched her eyes and a pair of black pumps. She carried the dress into her room and put it onto her bed and then slipped into her private bathroom to shower.

Ten minutes later and she reappeared, a green towel hugging her thin pale body. She dressed in some lacy underwear and pulled on the tight strapless dress, it took her another fifteen minutes to dry her thick white blonde hair ,that fell to just below her shoulder blades. She puffed her hair out when it was bone dry and applied some pale lip-gloss and a thin layer of eyeliner and massacre.

She stood in front of the gothic mirror to examine the end result. Of course she looked dazzling, her skin was flawless and her blue eyes shone like sapphires. She had a small but curvy body and her breasts were just the right size, add in a pair of skinny, smooth legs and no guy could resist her. She was as beautiful as a vampire but she had that added hint of colour in her cheeks that made her human. She knew how to look good and that made her dangerous.

It was six pm and all that was needed was a long black leather coat pulled in tightly at her waist to hide the clothes from Emelae. When Red called up the stairs Autumn was just shoving a few overnight things in a small green rucksack.

She exited her room and moved gracefully towards the stairs, but didn’t take the stairs, instead she sat on the banister, both legs on one side she was a lady after all, and slid down. Red caught her at the bottom, holding her close in his strong arms. He inhaled.

“You smell lovely,” he complimented. “Going to a party by any chance?”

“No, just a sleep over at Monica’s.” Autumn replied innocently.

“Can I come?” he asked with a fang-flashing smile, “Horror movies are my favourite.” He was carrying her towards the front door as he spoke.

“That’s because you are one big horror movie.” Autumn frowned.

“Only to deers.” He smirked.

Autumn felt a breeze rustle through her hair, she hadn’t realised that they were outside, hadn’t even felt his arm leave her so he could open the door, it didn’t bother her too much, she was used to the way he moved.

“Nawh I bet you could be the horror of this town if you really wanted to Red.” Autumn told him as he put her down and she slipped into the limo.

“Probably, but you know I never would.” He said when he was also in the car. It pulled away from the curb and headed to Monica’s house.

“You are so merciful Red.”

“Well of course, if I wasn’t mine would be the supreme race.” He winked.

“Nawh, we’d still get away, us humans are pretty devious when we want to be.”

Red gave a light chuckle “Yes, humans are very dangerous creatures, especially the one that is sitting right next to me.”

Autumn raised a thin eyebrow. “Carry on then, I want to know more about this dangerous human.”

“Well she is seventeen years and eight months old, and going to a party that I’d rather not let her go to, but even though I could easily restrain her, easily lock her in her room and very easily knock her unconscious until the party is over, I am still not strong enough to do it.”

“Why’s that?”

“All she has to do is look at me with her innocent eyes and all my reasoning is gone.”

“Ah so she is a very powerful creature then,” Autumn said smugly.

“The girls a demon.”

“Correction, the girl is a very sexy demon.”

Red studied her for a moment “Beautiful is more like it.” The limo stopped moving as he finished the sentence, they were there, Red could hear the loud music, pulsing inside the house.

“Thank you Jason!” Autumn called through the screen that blocked off the drivers area.

“Anytime darling” Jason called back.

“See, any guy would do anything for you, demon.” Red hissed, leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. Autumn gave him another smug look before opening the door and getting out of the limo.

“I’ll call you when I want to be picked up.” She went to close the door but Red was holding it open, “What?”

“Do me a favour…”

“Be safe. I know Red. “ She said before he could finish his sentence.

“Good girl. I love you.”

“Love you too.” She said quietly as he closed the door and the limo sped away.

Autumn turned to face the two storey house, all the lights were on and balloons were hanging on the black door, she walked up the steps that led to the front door and rang the bell. When nobody answered she rang it again, the door swung open on the third ring and Autumn stepped into the house.

The music was almost ear splitting, the hall alone had seven teenagers in it, chatting merrily and drinking what looked like coke, of course Autumn new better than to assume that. She turned as the door closed and embraced Monica.

Monica was five feet tall and had short black hair with merry brown eyes, she was wearing a pair of dark denim shorts and a white corset that enhanced the size of her breasts. She had high heels on her feet bringing her up to Autumn’s height.

“You can dump your stuff in my bedroom.” She shouted over the music.

“Thanks!” Autumn shouted back. She went to the stairs in the corner of the hall and climbed to the second floor, stepping over a few people on the way, when she reached the landing she went up another set of stairs that took her into Monica’s room, it used to be the loft. The music was a lot quieter in Monica’s sky blue room, but Autumn found that she wasn’t alone. A boy with copper coloured hair was sitting on the bed, she didn’t know him that well, he was new to Darlington, but it did not surprise her that he was at the party, knowing Monica their whole year was at this party.

“Hay, sorry if I’m not suppose to be here but the music was getting a bit much for me.” He said quickly, but Autumn caught the lie in his green eyes.

“What you mean is that you hardly know anybody and felt out of place so you came up here to sulk.” Autumn gave a light smile as she crossed the room and dumped her rucksack onto the bed, she pulled off her leather jacket and hung it on the bed knob.

“How’d you know that?” the boy asked, Autumn turned to face him and his eyes connected with hers, it surprised her that he wasn’t looking anywhere else like most guys would.

“I’m good at reading people.” Was the short answer, the longer one would have gone something like ‘I live with vampires so when their friends have visited there have been a number of threats to my life, the need to look at people and know whether or not they were lying became kind of essential.’

“What’s your name?” The boy asked, “Sorry, I know I should know it and it must sound really ru…”

Autumn held up her hand to stop him from talking “To be honest I don’t know your name either.” She gave a small smile and held out her manicured hand “I’m Autumn Jesse Dark.”

He took her hand “I’m Luke, Luke Francis Releart. “ he lifted her hand and brushed the back of it with his lips.

“Do you want a drink Luke?” Autumn asked.

“Well it is a party.” He flashed a set of perfect white teeth. Autumn tightened her grip on his hand and led him to the ground floor of the house and then into the kitchen, which was filled with a lot more people. She went over to the bar to find Jenny standing behind it handing out drinks. She was wearing a tight strap top with a tutu like skirt and casual flats.

“Two vodka and cokes please bartender.” Autumn gave a light laugh. “Make them strong.”

“Whatever.” Jenny sighed and began mixing the drinks. “Why do I always get bar duty?” She asked taking a mouthful of each drink before putting them on the smooth tabletop for Autumn and Luke to pick up. She thanked Jenny and then led Luke into the large living room where the music was loudest, the room was packed with a rowdy bunch of horny and drunk teenagers swaying to the music, Autumn scanned the crowd and laughed as she recognised the faces of most of them. Each person in the room had a partner, whether it be their girlfriends of boyfriends or simply best mates, some of them were with people who they would never have dreamed of getting with in the land of the meek and sober.

Luke turned and dragged Autumn from the room, across the kitchen and out into the garden where a bunch of people were sitting on the grass smoking joints. “Doesn’t feel right in the living room,” he commented.

“I know what you mean, it’s like you need to be half way to an orgasm to be in there.” Autumn joked.

“Aliens!” a voice came from the direction of the group on the grass. The smell of cannabis was strong in the air, Autumn found two chairs near the door and they both sat down. Luke set his glass on the floor and rummaged in his pocket, he pulled out a small metal cylinder. He pressed a button on the top of it and pointed it towards the stoners.

Autumn felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up to find Monica standing over her, a glass of straight vodka in her hand. “You aren’t drunk, you need more.” Was all she said, she poured half of the glass into the cup in Autumn’s hand turning her once one part vodka two parts coke drink into two parts vodka one part coke.

Autumn picked Luke’s glass off of the floor, which was also half empty, and Monica tipped the rest of the vodka into it. “Oh and later Jenny is going to try and whip up some cocktails and there is spin the bottle at ten, it’s eight now. Be there or be square Autumn.”

“I’ll…” Autumn stopped when she heard cries of fear coming from the stoner’s circle and even a few eruptions of laughter.

“We’re gonna diiiie!” One girl cried out whilst rolling around in hysterics. It didn’t take Autumn long to work out the source of the problem, a red dot was shining on the fence and moving steadily towards the group.

“It’s a sniiiper!” One guy cried out in a high girlish voice.

“No it’s not, it’s darleks!” another said.

“Aliens!!!”

to be cont

[RainOfWolf]

It's getting really interesting! Keep em coming^^

[BlueSano]

i've said it once and i'll say it again ..i love how your mind work ...your chain of thaught is amazing....every time i read i get pulled in and i can picture every character and every seen ..i loved when emalea and rigal bickered ..and how autumn truned out to be ..and in the previous part ..the fighting seen was so well thaught....i wish my drawing would match the images in my head*sigh*.....thank you very much and keep it up ^^
you know you could really have a career at this ^^

[Waste]

A bark of laughter came from beside Autumn, she looked to find Luke aiming his little metal cylinder in the groups direction, she finally realised what it was, a red laser.

“That’s kind of evil.” Autumn pointed out.

“Pretty dammed funny though.” Luke replied as he stopped the light on a boy’s forehead.

“Oh my god! Oh my god Scot it’s got you! The darlek has you!” A girl shrieked and then crumpled with laughter.

Autumn let out a small giggle “True, but still evil.”


Luke took his finger off of the button and put the laser back in his pocket, he picked up his drink and downed it like water. He locked eyes with Autumn who raised her glass to her lips and did the same.

“Big drinker I see?” Luke approved.

“Bigger than you.”

“Want to prove that?”

“Your on.” She smirked and headed back into the kitchen, she returned with four shot glasses. She handed two of them to Luke. “Ready?”

“Always.” He lifted his chin and tipped the contents of both of them into his mouth, then dropped his gaze to Autumn, she grinned and drank both of her shots, ignoring the thick, hot liquid that stung her throat.

She took a deep breath “Again?”

∞

Drumming? Why was there drumming? Where was she? Some sort of concert? She winced. It was defiantly loud enough to be a concert. It hurt her head, and rattled her bones. Autumn slowly opened her eyes, she groaned as the pain in her head sharpened. A sharp memory flashed through her mind, she remembered entering Monica’s house; she remembered meeting a boy, Luke? And aliens, there was something about aliens.

Autumn tried to roll onto her side but found that she was being held in place by a pair of strong arms. Strong male arms. Shit. She took a quick looked down at her body and let out a low sigh of relief, she was wearing a pair of shorts and a baggy t-shirt. Not being naked was a good sign, the second good sign was that when she rubbed her leg against the legs of the body beside her she could feel denim, the guy she was with wasn’t naked either.

A low groan echoed in her ear, causing another sharp pain, how much had she drunk? Enough to not remember anything past Aliens. The arms around her loosened and she rolled free to find herself lying in Monica’s bed next to an extremely gorgeous, and topless, guy.

He had chin length curly brown hair and bright blue eyes, he had high cheek bones and a thin jaw line with a sprinkling of stubble, his chest was neatly defined and supporting a six-pack, no wonder he had been able to hold her down so easily. The “Just got up” look fitted him perfectly; a name swam into Autumn’s mind, Dustin?

She smiled sweetly when his eyes were fully open; he ran a strong, tanned hand through his already messy brown hair. “Autumn Jesse Dark.” He smiled back.

“Dustin Gully. Don’t you look dashing.” Autumn pouted, running her eyes over his topless chest again.

“Never expected to wake up next to you.” He said, brushing off her compliment. “Wish I could remember how I ended up here though.”

A few images flashed through Autumn’s mind, “Spin the bottle.”

“I got lucky,” he winked.

So did I “And if I remember rightly…” Autumn trailed off and rolled to the side of the bed, she peeked over the edge and sure enough Luke was curled on the floor an empty cocktail glass beside him, the tip of his thumb grazed his lips. She felt a warm body press against her back and Dustin’s brown locks brush her cheek.

“Aw isn’t he just precious.” Dustin cooed, reaching down and squeezing Luke’s cheek, Luke jumped and sat up.

“You *****!” he cried before holding his head and collapsing again. “This is your fault Dark.” He moaned.

“Shouldn’t have been so stubborn should you Luke?” Autumn grinned, pushing herself into a seated position on the edge of the bed. Third good sign, she was still wearing a bra.

“Excuse me but I won”

“Prove it.”

“I didn’t end up lying in bed looking as if I was trying to scoop some ones tonsils out with my tongue!” Luke shot at her.

“I don’t need to be drunk to do that, have you seen the boy?” Autumn gestured towards Dustin who was still lying on the bed, a faint blush rose to his cheeks.

“I find that morally offensive. If that’s all it takes to get you into bed then why not choose me?” Luke joked.

“Do you even know what morally offensive means?”

“No. But the point still stands.”

Autumn slipped off the bed “Maybe I’ll do you at the next party.” She said over her shoulder as she headed to her overnight bag that was in the corner.

Luke came up behind her “Did you do him?” he hissed.

“Jealous?” Autumn asked as she stooped to rummage through the bag.

“No, just needed to know how hard I’m going to have to try.” He gave a small laugh then “You didn’t answer my question though.”

Autumn stood up and turned to face him, clutching a pair of jeans, a black button up shirt and a cosmetics bag, to find Luke standing a few inches in front of her. “No Luke I did not screw him.” She whispered. Then pushed gently past him and headed towards the stairs, Dustin was still on the bed, apparently asleep.

“You getting ready to go already?” Luke asked.

“Yeah, Red will be worried, it hurts him enough to let me stay away for the night” Autumn called back as she descended to the landing, where a few boys were curled up, fast asleep. She glanced at the clock above the bathroom door, it was 11 am. She slipped past the bunch of unconscious teenagers and went into the bathroom, where she found Jenny and Monica asleep in the bath.

She crept to the edge of the bath and locked her hand around the cold silver showerhead; she flicked on the cold water and held it over the girls. Monica was the first to wake up, with an ear splitting shriek that almost made Autumn drop the shower and clutch her head.

“Autumn you cow!” Jenny cried,

“Get out I need to get changed” Autumn sighed whilst replacing the shower on it’s silver stand and helping Monica out of the bath.

“Why are we in the bath?” Jenny asked as if she had only just realised where they were.

“Because you got completely rat arsed last night.” Autumn explained, pulling Jenny out. She rubbed her neck and stretched her arms above her head.

“Indeed I did.” Jenny mused “Now I remember why I always volunteer to be bar tender”

“Out.” Autumn snapped.

“We’re going.” Monica shot back, as she stumbled out of the bathroom with Jenny. Autumn closed, and locked, the door behind them and let out a long breath. Her head was still ringing from Monica’s shriek.

She glanced in the mirror, good sign number four her makeup wasn’t smudged badly and the bed head look suited her, she hadn’t looked like an idiot in front of Dustin. She opened her cosmetics bag and pulled out a face-cleansing wipe.

She had just finished wiping her makeup off when she heard Monica shouting. “Is that a hedgehog!?”

“Yeah, noooo.” Came the reply, just as loud.

“Where did you find a hedgehog?”

“What hedgehog?”

“Harry are you still stoned?”

“I gots a hedgehog.”

Autumn gave a light chuckle and started getting dressed, trying to listen to the conversation that had dropped in volume, she heard a few words like “Idiot” “Stoned” and the word “hedgehog” was repeated a couple more times but other than that the conversation was lost as the rest of the house started to wake up.

Autumn left the bathroom dressed in a pair of dark blue bootleg jeans and a black button up shirt with the top button undone, she had a white gold chain around her neck with a white gold cross hanging from it, nothing to do with religion it was a private joke between herself and Red, the landing was clear of all bodies and the house was quite, either because the party goers had all left or collapsed down stairs, the latter being the more likely.

Autumn ascended the stairs to the loft bedroom and found that Luke was sitting on the bed next to Dustin, there was a can of mousse, Monica’s, in his hand and he was spraying it onto Dustin’s palm. She could see exactly what he was intending to do.

“That never works you know?” Autumn said casually as she crossed the room to pack her bag.

“Shut up” Luke hissed.

“Why are you doing it Luke?” Autumn asked without turning around.

“What can I say? I like taking advantage of the dead.” Luke shrugged, setting the can aside. Autumn got to her feet and retrieved her coat from a corner of the bedroom; she couldn’t remember how it had gotten there, something about a teddy fashion show came to mind and sure enough when she lifted the coat a green teddy bear fell out.

Autumn straightened up just as a muffled thwack came from the direction of the bed, then a thump as someone hit the floor; she turned around casually and glanced in the direction of the bed. Luke was lying on the floor white mousse all over his face and Dustin was sitting up examining his white sticky hand.

“Dustin I don’t think it is sanitary to spray on peoples faces.”

“He loved it,” Dustin smirked, running his moussed up hand through his hair messing it up so it was sticking out in every direction.

“Looking good.” Autumn commented,

“Likewise.” Dustin shot back.

“Can someone help me up?” a whine came from Luke’s direction. Autumn walked towards Luke, a chuckle poised on her full lips. She grasped Luke’s wrist and pulled him to his feet, he gave a small smile and wiped the mousse off of his face with the back of his hand, revealing flushed cheeks.

Autumn let go of his wrist and pulled a small silver Motorola out of her bag, she flipped it up and dialled Red’s number. She pressed the cold case of the phone against her ear and waited for him to answer.

“Autumn.” His voice was relieved, as it always was when he spoke to her after she had been away from home all night.

“Hay, you want to come pick me?”

“Sure thing beautiful.” He said smoothly then disconnected, it was most likely that he was already out of the door. She felt a hand on her shoulder and span around, Dustin was standing a few inches away from her, in all his topless glory. Autumn couldn’t help but think.

“You going already?” he asked, his voice slightly hurt, a car beeped it’s horn from outside the house.

“No I’m going now.” she smirked.

“What is your dad some sort of race car driver?”

“Well he isn’t my dad for a start.”

“Is he a race car driver?”

“No, he just…drives fast.” Autumn shrugged, grabbing her bag. She headed towards the stairs but Dustin stood in front of her.

“Wait, don’t I get a hug?” he asked. Autumn shrugged and put her arms around his neck, he pulled her against him and kissed her forehead, she looked up at him and gave him a quick peck on the lips before slipping past him and going down the stairs.

“My number’s on your phone.” He called after her.

Autumn went into the living room and stepped over about five people from her college before she reached Monica, she gave Monica a hug and thanked her for the invite then walked back to the hall and out of the front door.

A silver Mercedes was waiting at the end of the front garden, Red was in the drivers seat. Autumn slipped in next to him and he started the car, in mere seconds they were pulling away from the curb and heading home.

“Have fun?” Red asked as he inhaled.

“Lots.”

“Meet a boy?”

“How’d you know?” Autumn asked sarcastically, she knew that Dustin’s scent would be all over her.

“What’s his name?”

“Dustin Gully.”

“Is he cute?”

“Extremely"

“Did you have sex with him?”

“No.”

Red laughed, as he took a sharp left, almost turning the car in full circle then hit the accelerator, they were speeding along a small deserted road at almost one hundred miles an hour. Not that it bothered Autumn, she was too used to Red’s driving. They didn’t speak again until Red had stopped the car outside their house.

“Autumn I want you to go straight up to your room when we get in.” his face was serious,

“Why?”

“Hanson’s here, and he’s brought a friend.”

Autumn usually liked receiving the news that Red’s best vampire buddy Hanson had shown up, seeing as he had known her since she was five and wouldn’t hurt her, but the fact that he had brought a friend, not so much.

When you are the only human living in a vampire world things tend to get out of hand unless you know that you can trust said vampires, she knew she could trust Emelae, she knew she could trust Red, heck she could even trust Hanson, Dom, Lisa and Kyle, but anyone new was bad news.

Autumn walked into the house and ran straight up the stairs to her room without looking back at Red, she hoped that Hanson would come up and see her, she hadn’t seen him for at least three months.

She threw herself onto the black and green bean bags and let out a long sigh of relief, it was always good to be home. Autumn found that once lying down she didn’t want to get up again, the beanbags were so soft and she was in an extremely comfortable position, sleep sounded like the best idea.


End of part two.

Yeah btw its quite a long story....

[RainOfWolf]

Pretty good...Extremely good actually^^

[Stray_Pube]

Wow, its really good. Im very amazed at it.
I didnt get to read it all, but I will finish it soon. But what Ive read so far, your writing skills are very impressive. Keep up the good work! =^^=

[Axe Man]

there good I like em but boodly hell there LONG lol.

[BlueSano]

WOW...i mean WOW....damn i want more *pout*.......the way you discribed her movments after waking up ...wow...i'm speechless....it makes me want to draw your charecters.....it really makes me live inside your world for a moment ...i LOVE this keep it up ^^

[Waste]

Personally this is my favourite part so far.

Part Three.

Another roar erupted from the beast beneath him as it tore up the road, weaving around other vehicles; at 140 miles an hour, he was flying. His midnight blue coat rippled behind him making him look like a bat. “From hell” he joked with himself as he leant dangerously to his right, his knee scraping the floor as he spun around a corner. He kicked off from the ground and racked up some more power before speeding off down a side road. The bike’s speed never dipped below 80.


Signposts sped past him as white blurs; they consisted of the name of the town “Creeds” and a number of miles, the number was decreasing rapidly as the minutes ticked by. He pushed the bike faster, so he’d have to concentrate on the road. He couldn’t afford to be thinking about what he was doing, where he was going. If what he was doing was the biggest mistake of his life, leaving was your biggest mistake. Was his last thought before he pushed the bike towards 180 and was forced to concentrate on the sharp turns of the country road.

It wasn’t long before the first couple of houses were appearing, hurtling towards him through the dark night. He was forced to slow down, or risk being chased by the police. Then he would never be able to return. He dropped his speed to just over 50.

It wasn’t long before a dark shadow scarred the starry deep blue sky, looming above the town like some sort of monster. It was The Tower, home. A warm feeling flooded the pit of Jesse’s stomach at the sight of the monster, something he couldn’t describe, and something he hadn’t felt in seventeen years.

He stopped the bike at the base of the stone steps and dismounted it slowly, the windows of The Tower were dark, not that that bothered him, they usually were. As he climbed the steps the wind trailed fingers through his soot coloured hair. Which, after the trip on the bike, felt extremely pleasant.

He approached the heavy front door and pulled a key out from under his shirt where it had hung on a thick metal thread. He’d never taken it off. He unlocked the door and pushed it open, the hinges squealing in protest. He frowned, it was unlike Emelae to have let the hinges get dirty.

He entered the dark foyer and peered around, the table that ran around the base of the stairs held none of the usual clutter, as he approached he realised how dusty it was. Extremely unlike Red to not have his things strewn across it.

Jesse inhaled deeply, he detected Red and Emelae’s scent, there was even a hint of human mingling with it, so she was still with them. He then realised that the scent’s were extremely old. Days old? No. Months? He inhaled again and a small gasp escaped his pale lips. Years. The Tower had been empty for years.

Jesse ran to the stairs and took them two at a time until he reached his old room, it was completely empty, he could not find any warm feelings in The Tower, this wasn’t home. He was alone, and it made his silent heart ache, where as moments before it had been throbbing with anticipation and excitement.

“Where are you?” he whispered, leaning weakly against the wall and sliding down it until he was seated on the floor, his knees drawn up to his chin. He stroked the dusty floor with his long pale fingers, leaving wispy patterns in the thick dust. He looked up at the bay windows and noticed a white envelope on the window seat.

He dragged himself to his feet and crossed the room in under half a second, it took him less than that to rip open the envelope and read it’s contents.

Jesse

If you are reading this it means you have returned, I won’t know this yet but you cannot imagine how happy I will be! Please do not stop searching for us Jesse. We are currently living in Darlington, I can not stress how important it would be to me if you came to us, we can be a family Jesse, I’ve missed you so much.

But I suppose it is only fair to warn you that the human child will still be living with us, please do not be angry. We named her Autumn Jesse Dark, after you. She reminds me of you Jesse, she is beautiful. Please come and find us.
Emelae
X

Jesse felt tears sting his eyes, he could hear Emelae speaking the words she had wrote, and that just made him miss her even more. He spun on his heel and left the room, it took him less than two seconds to get back to his motorcycle. He mounted it and kicked off, throwing the bike into gear and speeding away through the night. He quickly settled into the rhythm of the beast beneath him and it wasn’t long until he was on the motorway, doing near on 150 miles per hour.

He barely heard his mobile ringing over the roar of the bike, he pulled it out of the back pocket of his leather trousers, and he held it to his ear and carried on driving at the same pace, with one hand on the handlebars.

“Yes?,”

“Where are you?” came a thick female voice, worry evident.

“This isn’t the best time Rexene.” Jesse hissed, dodging around a lorry.

“Slow down a bit and it will be” It did not surprise Jesse that Rexene knew he was on his bike and way over the speed limit.

“I can’t I need to get somewhere.”

“Where are you going Jesse?”

“Home.”

“What home? You never mentioned that.” Rexene sounded shocked, Jesse had joined Rexene and her coven one year after leaving Red and Emelae, he had never told them about his past, and if they asked he had simply said ‘there isn’t one’ and left it at that. The day before he had spent a lot of time thinking about Red and Emelae, which he did a lot, and as the sun set he had jumped on his bike and left the coven’s lair without telling the others where he was going.

“You would never understand Rexene.” Jesse whispered.

“No, I don’t. But where ever you are going let us know when you get there, we worry about you Jesse.”

“I will.” He hung up and slipped the phone back into his pocket, he leant over the handle bars and gave the bike more power, the first sign for Darlington whipped past and his stomach clenched, that letter had been written 17 years ago, would Emelae still feel the same way? Red hadn’t been mentioned in the letter. Did he hate him?

Jesse forced the bike to go faster, unable to dwell on these thoughts any longer; he zipped around a mini and smiled as the driver swore loudly, in fact now that he was listening a lot of the other drivers were swearing at him. He raised his hand and gave the finger to the drivers behind but he doubted they could see it, he was probably moving too fast.

He reached the edge of Darlington just as the sun was rising, he picked up their scent straight away, blowing towards him on a light eastward breeze, it was mingled with hundreds of other scents but Jesse could have probably picked it out of thousands if he’d needed to.

He sped through the town unable to quite stick to the appropriate speed limit, their scent was constantly getting stronger and he couldn’t help but shake with excitement, and fear. It took him under ten minutes to reach the point where the smell was the strongest, outside a two storey white house, it looked extremely big.

He dismounted his bike and walked cautiously up the path, he could smell Red and Emelae, but he could also smell the human. He was not looking forward to meeting her, seeing as she was the reason he had left.

He knocked on the door, holding his breath; he could hear someone moving behind it, it seemed to take another seventeen years for the handle to turn. When the door finally swung open he found that his lips wouldn’t move to form the words that would ask for Red or Emelae.

“Hello. It’s a bit early to be selling me insurance isn’t it?” the girl asked, ha funny, Jesse wanted to laugh but his body wouldn’t respond, this girl was stunning. He inhaled and couldn’t believe that this girl was the human Red had rescued, this was Autumn Jesse Dark, standing timidly in the doorway in a pair of baggy grey tracksuit bottoms and a sports bra with a faint flush tinting her perfect cheeks. Jesse wanted to move his eyes away from her face so he could properly look at the rest of her, but she was just…

“Shit” she whispered, “You’re a vampire aren’t you?”

to be continued XD

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Wow!! Holy crap! Its very good! Better than my story... almost. lol.
Keep up the good work! Cant wait for the next part.