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Good lord, this is one of those Speed bump chapters. It is really necessary because I just can't jump to the next exciting part but I really don't know what to put in here; Thus the wait. :( mmbleh. sigh So then, in a stroke of brilliance I pulled out my old Muse, Mike the Magic 8-ball and asked him some serious questions, and thus this chapter was born. Yay for Mike.
One of those third person chapters again; Yay for crazy Vampire chicks.
Chapter Nine: Damien
"Is that possible?' My voice was faint. "No, there are very few ways we can be killed." Stephanie Meyer, Twilight
Her fist came flying through the air, colliding with the stone wall of the cave. It cracked leaving an imprint of her fist, with no damage to herself. Her dark brown curly hair glittered in the moonlight as she paced the cave angrily. She kicked the wall, her foot bouncing off without injury. If only could be said about the wall.
"Don't get your knickers in a twist, Lu." An Irish lit came from beside the vampress. The brown haired woman turned angrily at the raven haired woman leaning against the wall. Burgundytwinkled up at the woman's red, "We'll get another go."
"If it weren't for that smell..." The first took a deep breath, the smell still in her mind, "I would have had him. He would have been mine, and that woman would have paid for keeping him for so long. But no… Someone had to stop me."
She growled as turned to face the blond sitting calmly at the entrance to the tunnel.
"Don't look at me like tha', Luci." Came the blonde's calm reply without even turning her head. "It's your fault you failed. You haven't fed in weeks."
"Do you expect me to drink some animal's blood like a barbarian?" The vampiress shot back, her red eyes glaring like fire, "I would never bring myself so low, even if you would Damien."
"Then be prepared to fail… Go back to The Mother." Damien turned her head slightly, golden cork-screw curls bouncing in the moon light. Unlike the rest of her race, her eyes were neither the deep burgundy or light topaz color. They shone a dark purple, red seeping through near her pupils. It was shocking and alluring at the same time.
"I did not fail!" Luci growled her voice deep. "You did not warn me. So much for your mighty power, Damien. What good are you?"
"You were the one who has not fed in weeks. You were tempted to stray from the goal because of it." Damien's eyes narrowed. "If Amy was not there you would have destroyed everything. Even your own son. You are the failure Luci, not Ah."
"Don't talk to me in that tone, Damien. I am a goddess and will not be shamed by drinking anything less that the food of the Gods." Luci held her head up regally, "Not even the Mother can stop me."
"If you can't sacrifice anything for the Coven then don't hinder the rest of us." Damien shot back, "For even The Mother drinks the blood the Lesser animals when there is little to hunt and her daughters are thirsty. Are you better than Mother?"
Luci stormed toward Damien intent on slapping her, or beating her, but someone grabbed her wrist. The tall raven haired vampress shook her head, burgundy eyes dark and grim.
"You would hit a sister, Luci?" she asked in her light Irish lit, looking more and more appalled. "What would The Mother say?"
Luci snatched her arm out the Raven-haired's grip, looking down and away, "I'm just… just thirsty." She offered pathetically.
"Then feed or go home." Damien smirked turning her eyes back out the beach. Luci growled, storming out of the cave and up along the beach.
When she was out of sight, and hearing, the Raven-haired girl walked slowly up to Damien and sat next to her, stretching out her long legs. She was younger than the other two, and her child-like innocence still lingered somewhat in the ways of this world. Perhaps this was true or perhaps it was more of an illusion, granted by her wide, eyes. Once brown and doe-like, they now shone burgundy, though often darker than the rest of her sisters. Amy was one to hunt the least, and even then she hunted "only those who deserved it."
"Amy…" Damien started, her face suddenly softer, her strange purple eyes sad, "Do you think this is necessary?"
"Finding the Boy or the Hunter's Mate's blood-quest?" The raven haired girl asked.
"Either… both." Damien's voice was incredibly soft, and Amy could detect the southern Belle accent she was sure her friend had lost. Damien sighed, pushed blonde curls back behind her ear, "Ah can't help but think… think this may very well be the death of…" She paused and seemed to change her words, "-of the Coven. You heard with your own two ears what they did to the Hunter. A coven of such small numbers to be so powerful, and living on Animal blood too..."
Amy laid a hand on Damien shoulder, "We have six times the number they do. And many more to come to our aid if need be. The Mother is the most power vampire in this country and has many friends… both Human and Vampire. We will not fail."
Damien smiled weakly, but her eyes were forlorn. "Yes, Ah suppose."
A sudden noise on the beach caught both girl's attention. Red hair created a scarlet and orange halo of moonlight around the vampire creeping up the beach. Damien sighed, hearing the breath unhitch in her friend'sthroat. Her eyes turned back to Amy.
"It's only Victoria."
The red-headed vampress approached the others, an angry look in her burgundy eyes. "I had to feed." She said as way of explanation.
"Feed?" Amy gave a small laugh, "Next time, take Luci will you? She grumpier than ever."
Victoria frowned even deeper, "I hunt alone." And pushed past the other two and into the cave.
"I will never understand her." Amy said shaking her head. "She's one of us now. Our sister. Family like Luci, and you and all the girls. She will not get over the death of her precious Hunter."
"She lost him." Damien said simply, staring at the tiny grains of sand on the beach, between her feet, "In more ways than one."
"He went search for the silly human girl the Animal-eater's Coven seems to make a pet out of." Amy said, as if a reminder to Damien, "And they killed him because of it."
"It's not only that they killed him. No, she lost him far before that."
"How?"
"He went searching for the human over staying with her." Damien turned her sad eyes toward the white crested waves, "In the end, she learned he loved the hunt more than her. He wanted the Human more than her, and died for it. So She's died inside because of it." Damien shook her head, "Ah would rather die of a heart attack than a broken heart."
"We cannot die." Amy said simply, her still child-like eyes full of fear.
"No, Amy. It was never that we cannot not die." Damien said sadly, "No, it is just there are very few ways we can. We are tough, but not indestructible."
The sound of the surf pounded on the shore as Amy laid her head against her 'sister's' shoulder, "You won't die anytime soon will you Damien?"
Damien gave raven-haired girl a smile, "Ah certainly hope not. Who would tease Luci?"
Amy chuckled, and closed her eyes. Of course she did not sleep but Damien thought she looked just as peaceful.
"I won't die either then."
'Ah certainly hope not.' Damien thought to herself as she too closed her eyes.
Luci pushed the wolf carcass away nearly gagging in disgust. She had quenched her thirst but at a terrible price. She had said she would die of thirst before drinking a lesser's blood but now she had gone and done it. She felt as if she would die of shame. She said, wiping the blood from her perfect lips. This dense woods around the beach was full of life, she could feel it… and she wanted to destroy ever bit of it. Her thirst may have been quenched but her anger still lay unabated.
That's when she smelled it. Human blood. She nearly laughed for joy. Some poor soul was risking the woods alone? Perhaps she could decrease her shame. After all she had been a good girl. She deserved dessert. The analogy made her smirk.
Oh and this one smell so good.
She crept along the woods, her bright blood eyes shining in the night. She was silent, secret and alone. She was ready to feed.
"Hello?" The figure suddenly turned and Luci stopped dead in her tracks. How had he sensed her. She smelled the air again. No one else was around. She stayed perfectly still her eyes narrowing. This would have to be a quick hunt, and what a shame too. Despite what she had been taught in her former-human life, she liked to play with her food.
"Where are you?" Came the human's voice again. Native American? Nice. She liked pure American. She tense ready to strike when he spoke again, "I can smell you, Cold one."
His statement caught Luci off guard. He wasn't a Vampire. No she could have smelled that miles away. No, he wasn't a Vampire he was… He eyes widened and an unfamiliar feeling of dread slipped down her spine. He had wolves' blood in him. She slipped back further into the shadows.
"Do you know where you are, cold one." He continued his voice unafraid, "This is La Push. I am a son of the Quielute Tribe. Your kind vowed to stay off our land… You are breaking the treaty."
Luci was breathless. Wolf-men? Here? This complicated things terribly. She backed further and further into the shadows. She finally spoke back. "We are here for our own. Don't hinder us and we will abide by this treaty. This is a warning." She blurted out, trying to keep her voice calm.
"So it will be." The man said coldly back.
With that, Luci took off running.
To be continued… if you review.