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This chapter is self-edited so please excuse any typos or grammatical errors. I have tried to eliminate them but they may have slipped through. The next chapter is about two-thirds the way done and as long as real life doesn’t interfere to much it should be ready to post in a couple weeks. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please take a moment to vote and comment.

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Following the game of Monopoly, each of the couples headed to bed leaving Gloria alone with her thoughts. A feeling of melancholy over took her as she poured herself another glass of wine started to wonder if she would ever be able to truly happy again. Since she had to put Lenard down, she has kept her heart tightly locked up. She knew they weren’t mates but she loved him as much. The day that she had to kill him was the day she lost her heart and most of her soul. She quietly cried wishing she could move on.

“You can live again and even find love if you chose to.” Amelia softly said startling Gloria.

“What do you mean? I was just thinking about my assignment” Gloria replied defensively as she wiped the tears from her face.

“Gloria even without my powers I can tell it is a lot more than that. Would you like to talk about him?” Amelia offered.

“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Gloria quickly responded defensively.

“Gloria I saw what happened in your mind and you have never gotten over what happened between you and Lenard. Please let me help you, I hate to see you suffering like this.” Amelia beseeched.

Gloria’s shoulders slumped and she looked at the floor as her tars started flow uninhibited. “He was a grandfather to me he taught me how to live and love life. How did I repay him? I killed him.” Gloria said her voice broke and she cried harder.

Amelia held her friend and waited for her to be ready to continue with her story. She knew words would do little; what Gloria needed right now was her ears. After a while, Gloria recomposed herself and started again. “I was just sixteen when my parents were killed for helping with the Underground Railroad. My father’s farm was close to the Ohio border so we would hide the escaped slaves until it was safe to send them to their freedom. Unfortunately, Colonel Robert Samuels caught a group of slaves and tortured them until they gave my family up. Samuels was hell bent on ending the Underground Railroad, He and his men raided the farm and killed my parents. But first, they abused my mother; they all took turns violating her then the dear colonel shot her in the stomach and left her laying there to die. They chained and collared me and dragged me to Virginia it was almost eighty miles. I was abused while being used as camp entertainment. I really didn’t care how longed I lived as long as I lived long enough to kill each and every one of them.” Gloria paused and took a sip of her wine.

After a couple moments, she continued, “After we crossed into Virginia the Colonel pronounced me guilty of aiding and abetting escaped slaves and I was to be hung at first light. That night most of the camp was in town celebrating when Susan showed up. My god she took out the four men that were guarding me so fast. I watched her as she drained the last of them and thought I was next but was too weak to resist. I hadn’t had more than a couple of mouthfuls of water since I was captured. She carried me away from there and nursed me back to health after assuring me that I was safe. It took me two months to regain my strength. Susan had practically begged me to let the past go and keep a low profile but I was determined on getting my revenge.

I caught up to the first one from my list about three weeks later just west of Lynchburg. I gave him and three others to Susan. I took pleasure from watching the fear in their eyes as she was about to feed from them. The last one I feed to her was a young lad he was just sixteen when turned him over to Susan about a week before I was turned but I am getting ahead of myself here.

I had been tracking Samuels and caught him in a brothel in Shreveport. He was setting at a table with this fat whore on his lap when I walked in. He saw me and laughed as he went for his pistol. I can still see it; I pulled my Remington and fired once the bullet struck him in the left eye. I saw the look of shock in his remaining eye as he slowly raised his hand to his eye then slumped back into the chair. That is when all hell broke out the three men he had been with started shooting at me I managed to dive for cover but not before I was hit twice, the first one was just a graze,” Gloria said her voice low but steady. She paused for a moment as she relived the memory, “The second one was in my right side as I was diving for cover I fired and hit the one who had grazed me I hit him in the stomach and I remember he begged for his mother. I found out later he was just fifteen. A moment later, I killed the second one of them in the exchange of fire.

Now it was I and the man that killed my father left in the fight. I rotated the cylinder around to where two empty chamber. I squeezed the trigger and of course, when nothing fired he thought I was out of ammo and stood. I fired again and this time he laughed at me. I fired for real this time and struck him in the chest the only problem was my gun was now empty. I watched as he raised his pistol and fired I remember feeling the round hit me in the right side of my chest it felt as if I was kicked by a mule the funny thing was I felt no pain . I watched as he cocked his pistol a second time and took aim. Just as he was ready to fire, his eyes glazed over and his expression went blank, he stood there frozen just for a second then fell to the ground. Everything went black after that my next memory is a hazy one of Susan giving me the choice of living or dying.” Gloria pauses to refill her wine. She silently offers Amelia a glass, which she accepted.

“Love I may be a while Gloria really needs someone to talk to.” Amelia telepathically said while waiting for Gloria to finish pouring their wine.

“Ok baby, I will be waiting for you when you are done.” Andrew replied through their link sending her a mental kiss also.


Charles and Susan retired to their bedroom the day’s events had taken a toll on them. Charles was lying there with his arm across his eyes and Susan spooned up against his side with her head on his chest. Susan had thought he had fallen asleep. When he quietly said, “Susan I know we agreed to mate on the first of January but I do not want to wait. Can we please mate tonight?”

“Charles my love I will mate with you whenever you want but what brought this on?” Susan asked slightly amused. She loved Charles since the first time she laid eyes on him but he was the one who always wanted to wait.

“A lot of things, first and foremost I love you more than I can express in words. The events of the day had some to do with it. I finally realized just how much of an ass I have been when I saw what Amelia and Andrew have together, watching them made me jealous. I realized just how much I want to have what the two of them have only I want it with you,” Charles honestly explained.

Susan gave Charles a searing kiss and then nibbled her way across his chin slowly. When she got to his ear, she started sucking on his ear lobe. Her hands slid down his body to his rapidly hardening member. She wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly began to pump it up and down while she gently massaged his balls with her other hand. “Does this feel good baby?” She seductively asked.

Susan then dropped her fangs and started nibbling down his chest. She got to his nipples and sucked on the left one until it was hard then she took the nipple in her teeth and tugged on it sharply causing Charles to exhale rapidly as a shiver ran through his body. She repeated the process on the right nipple this time she nip his nipple with her fang. She continued down across his abdomen until she got to his belly button where she swirled her tongue around it slowly before continuing. Susan kissed her way across his pelvic bone then paused to look at his cock. She started to lick the head of it like an ice cream cone pausing every so often to blow across it causing Charles to shiver.

Charles was being drive nuts with desire and needed to get her to stop soon even though he wanted her to continue. Susan easily swallowed all of Charles and let her throat muscles massage the length of Charles’ cock trying to milk his essence from him she could feel him getting close and felt Charles trying to pull her off him. Finally, she relented and let Charles pull her off his cock. He quickly laid her on her back and quickly repositioned himself at the entrance to her drenched pussy. He started to slide in slowly when Susan wrapped her legs around his backside and pulled him in in one quick motion. The pace the two of them set was bruising and they both were racing to their completion. Tries as he might Charles couldn’t hold out and exploded inside her while biting down on her shoulder. The taste of Susan’s blood was sweeter than the sweetest wine he had ever tasted. Susan felt Charles’ bite and that shoved her over the edge. She started to scream her orgasm as she bit into Charles’ shoulder. She quickly drank from Charles relishing each gulp of his blood as if it was ambrosia.

The two of them had the most intense orgasm of their long lives. They both were amazed as they felt their link snap into place. Hearing how amazing it was nothing like experiencing it firsthand. Susan grabbed a bottle of blood from the refrigerator beside the bed and poured each of them a goblet of blood. They toasted each other and quickly drank their goblets of blood followed by three more each. Susan pulled Charles into another searing kiss that he broke too soon, for Susan drawing a slight moan of frustration. “Before we got started again I just want to apologize to you for forcing you to wait all of these years. I love you my mate.” Charles whispered to her.

Susan answer was another searing kiss that left no doubt in his mind he was forgiven and she was ready for the next round of lovemaking. Charles smiled as she began stroking his member back to life.


Gloria handed Amelia her drink then continued,” After Susan turned me, she kept me close to her for the first few months insisting that I needed to learn how to control my hunger and learn the rules of my new life. As soon as I could, I resumed my hunt despite all of Susan’s warnings. I quickly found my next victim In Richmond who I took great pleasure in slitting his throat. Over the next two and half years, I crisscrossed the south managing to track down another two from my list both of which I drained. Two weeks after the war ended, I was in Atlanta looking for Martin Samuels the colonels oldest son he had been wounded and was back home when I found his father. I had truly become a monster without remorse. I found his homestead he was with his wife, who was pregnant, and I made him watch as I drained her. He begged for their lives especially the child’s but I didn’t care I wanted him to suffer” Gloria was in tears as she recalled the look on the poor girls face who only wrong was falling in love with the wrong man. She drained her glass of wine and had a faraway look in her eyes.

“How could I do that? I not only killed the woman but an unborn child and all I felt was satisfaction. I stayed with Martin for three days tormenting him while his dead wife lay on the floor in front of him. He begged me to kill him but I had no mercy, I repeatedly taunted him telling him this was just revenge and he had it coming after he violated my mother and murdering my parents. I left him alive tied up besides his wife’s body so he could stare at his wife’s dead face. I found out later he had managed to get free and hung himself. ” Gloria paused a few minutes to recompose herself; “After I finished with Martin, I was a monster I only lived to avenge my parents. I did unspeakable things to get information on my next quarry. I thought nothing of using the families of people who I thought might have information I wanted. I once murdered a blacksmith’s family while I made him watch. The man’s only crime was he had hid his uncle from me for a week.”

“I had been wondering around for weeks, when I had heard that one of the men I had been searching for had been hanging in a bar in Charleston. I was there in the process of questioning the barkeep when Lenard first saw me. He told me he could feel the emptiness in my soul and it was unbearable to him. He grabbed me and dragged me the bar after using his powers to erase the bar keeps memories of what had happened. He took me to his room and begged me to listen to him. He told me that I would be hunted as a rogue if I didn’t stop my murdering spree. He warned me that Charles had ordered Susan to reign me in or put me down. Martin Samuels had left a note where he had admitted what his father, he and the rest of the unit had done to my mother and me. He said that I was the one who had murdered his wife. He had written that I had returned from the dead to avenge myself. He had written that I had drunk all of his wife’s blood. He made me see that my actions were endangering everyone especially Susan, as me creator she could be held liable for my actions. ”

“Lenard convinced me to talk to Susan and he went with me. Susan was less than thrilled with me at that point. She stated that she was considering just putting me down and warned me this was my last chance. I know he spent a long time talking to Susan to convince her to allow me to go to Sans Francisco with him. Susan had warned me that Lenard had taken responsibility for me and if I screwed up this time both Lenard and I would suffer the consequences.”

“Two weeks later, we boarded a train and started our adventure. It took us months to make the trip by train and by stagecoach. Lenard was the most wonderful loving tolerant man I have ever known. He taught me that life was worth living. He had replaced the darkness in my soul. He not only showed me how to forgive those who had wronged me but more importantly how to forgive myself. He made sure I was educated and how to defend myself. Lenard was the one who helped me to hone my abilities. I was so fortunate that Susan was so understanding. “

“Lenard has kept in touch with Susan unbeknownst to me. He had been giving her updates on my progress. Lenard had been the one who had encouraged me to reach out to Susan who was now in Chicago. The two of us quickly renewed our friendship and became almost like sisters. Susan offered me a chance to become her personal assistant. Even in those days, Susan had her hands in many businesses including starting with providing blood to vampires. She opened her first blood bank and disguised it has a bordello. She had a special preferred area that was for vampires she would take some of her whores, take a bottle of blood from them, and sell it to her clients. The woman would have her memories altered that she had spent the evening with one of Susan’s special clients and they were paid two to three times what they would make in a normal evening.”

“I was happy for the first time since the night my parents were murdered. I loved life and enjoyed living it to the fullest. I took a sabbatical for five years so that Lenard and I could travel throughout the world. He would tell me about the history of each location. The things we experienced the first time we saw the world’s fair or gone on a safari. Even once we got back, we were constantly going to places and doing things, I remember in nineteen- seventeen, I saw my first airplane. I know now days airplanes are common but in nineteen-seventeen, they were a novelty. I spent five dollars to take a ride in one it was the most thrilling ride of my life. Did I ever mention that I am a licensed pilot?” Gloria seemed to light up as she recalled her time with Lenard.

“No, you never did. I would love to take a ride with you one day.” Amelia replied with a smile, “What kind of planes can you fly?”

“Ones with wings,” Gloria replied with a chuckle. Amelia laughed as Gloria continued,” I have my ATP certifications. Charles has a charter service he owns and makes sure I get enough hours to keep my licenses and I am rated to fly anything up to a Boeing Seven Sixty-Seven. Lenard was the one who convinced me to learn to fly in the twenties. When I hesitated, he goaded me into it by saying he figured it was too much for a girl like me. He used to tell me to try everything at least once. He went out, bought me a world war one surplus Jenny, he also hired David Leas; he had been a pilot in the war, to teach me how to fly. We had moved back to east coast by the time I had finished my flying lessons. I was working as a problem solver for Susan and occasionally Charles. When I wasn’t on a job, I was with Lenard.”

“The beginning of the thirties was a bit of blur. I remember spending a lot of time at Coney Island and going to the theatre. Of course, the late thirties were filled with talk of the war in Europe. Once the United States entered, the war I was busy; a group of vampire from the old country decided the world would be better off with Hitler in charge. Charles had tasked Susan with locating, monitoring and preventing them from undermining the United States war effort. The vampires were using their powers of persuasion to help Germany either by finding out classified information like the date and the real locations we were going to land on D-Day. We managed to intercept the female vampire that had gotten it.”

“Charles decided to openly, well at least as openly as we could; help the Allies so we also went hunting human spy networks we would either destroy them or feed them false information. We especially focused on finding the people who were watching for convoy movements along our coast. Charles personally prevented an assassination attempt against Roosevelt.” Gloria paused to take a sip of her wine.

“After the war, we settled back into our quiet existence Susan started setting up her blood banks usually disguising them as some kind of drug or medical research company. By nineteen fifty-four she had at least one in every major city in the United States and plus over fifty location spread out through Europe. Then in Fifty –seven Lenard said, he had to go home for a while and that he had to go alone. He explained that he be gone for a few years and would contact me when he could. During the time he was gone I got a letter here and there. I knew something had changed he seemed cold and distracted in his letters and the last phone call I received from him I hardly recognized the man I knew.

After Lenard left, I started hunting rogues for Charles. I quickly found out that I had a talent for it. In October of Sixty-one, we started receiving reports of a rogue vampire in the French Quarter of New Orleans. Charles asked me to look in to it. By the time, I had gotten to New Orleans he had moved on so I started to track him. Twenty-three days later, I caught up to him in Charleston. He was in a bar two blocks from where the two of us had meant nearly a century beforehand. When I arrived, he was raping and drinking from this petite brunet. Everyone else was already dead he had frenzied in the bar. He ripped the throats out of the others in the bar.”

“I was surprised when I saw it was Lenard but it was like he was expecting me. He stopped with the girl and quickly dressed. He turned to me then smiled and closed his eyes. I was in a fog as I swung the sword and removed his head. My god, even after all of this time I still see it every time I close my eyes. The blade arcing through the air then I felt the slight jolt as the blade contacts his neck; the sound it made was sickening. I watched as the blade cleanly passes through the rest of his neck. Then time seems to pause for just a second as I watch the light of life fades from the man that had taught me how to live and love again. I watched the body fall to the ground and as it did, I felt my heart die with him. I vowed to myself that I would never let anyone close enough to hurt me like that again.” Gloria stopped unable to continue. She broke down and cried for her loss, not only Lenard but also her parents.

Amelia wrapped her arms around Gloria and held her as she cried her pain out. “Gloria, the man you knew as Lenard died and what you put down was just an empty shell. It may have looked like him and maybe somewhere deep inside was a shadow of the man he was but it was not him. I would like you to think about this; even the shadow of him didn’t like what he had become. You said he smiled. Why do you think he did that?” Amelia gently asked.

Gloria looked into Amelia soft brown eyes, looking for the same contempt she felt for herself. She was surprised when al she seen was compassion. “I…I not sure,” Gloria shakily replied.

“I think he was glad that you were going to end his pain. I also think he was glad it was you and not someone else. This way he died with someone who loved him by his side. That shadow of him knew he had to die and was glad that you were willing to release him and give him the peace he so desired somehow comforted him. I know it sounds crazy but think about it you knew him better than everyone else, do you think he would have wanted to live like that?” Amelia explained as she cradled Gloria in her arm trying to comfort her.

For the longest time all that could be heard was the soft sobbing from Gloria. “Do you really think that he understood why I had to do it?” Gloria softly asked sounding more like the nineteen year old girl then the hundred and fifty year old vampire.

“Yes I do honestly believe that he not only understood, but was relieved that his suffering was over.” Amelia assured her. Amelia hugged her friend as she asked, “Do you think the Lenard would want you to suffer? My guess is he would have wanted you to live and enjoy life to find love, most of all to find happiness.”

“I am not even sure if I know how, even if I wanted to,” Gloria quietly admitted.

“I think you want to be happy but you are feeling guilty. Let go of the guilt and live life to its fullest. I will help you as will Andrew, we will be here for you always,” Amelia promised.

Gloria smiled and nodded slightly. “I already owe you and Andrew so much. The two of you saved my life and then invited me into your family. How can I ever repay you all?” Gloria asked solemnly

“Gloria you are family if it wasn’t for you and Susan, Andrew and I would have been dead. You could never owe us anything.” Amelia said hugging her friend.

“She is right Gloria, you are family, if you need anything just ask and if it is within our powers we will do it.” Andrew said as he entered the room. He walked over to Amelia and wrapped his arms around the two of them. After a moment, he released the two of them and gave Amelia a quick kiss.

“I am curious what happened to the girl that Lenard bit?” Amelia asked.

“I helped her through the change and she is a professor of law at Harvard and a close friend. She use to work with Mark but wanted to take a break from the hassle of dealing with clients,” Gloria explained.

“Let me ask you what would have normally happened to her?” Amelia asked already knowing the answer.

“She would have been prevented from being turned because without a mentor she would be a danger.” Gloria responded automatically.

“So without you she would have been dead?” Amelia proposed.

Gloria started to answer then stopped she had never thought of it that way. Had she really saved Rose’s life? She thought for a moment then a large smile spread across her face. “You been analyzing me, haven’t you?” Gloria asked bemused.

“No, not really I was just trying to help you,” Amelia explained.

After realizing, it was just after nine in the morning the three friends started making a large family breakfast for everyone. The three friends continued to talk. Gloria for her part felt a lot better than she had in years. Just her finally telling someone what had happened somehow made the load easier to bear. Unbeknownst to her at the time it was her first night of healing.


After the game had finished Catherine and Scott had retired to their room. Scott quickly helped Catherine to strip then lead her to the shower and washed her from head to toe while checking every inch of her body. He concerned not only for his mate but also for their unborn child even though both Susan and Gloria had said that Catherine and the child were fine and there had been no ill effects from the day’s events. Scott wasn’t happy about being excluded from the hunt for Amsu.

Catherine laid her head on Scott’s chest quietly reflecting on the day’s events. She could feel the anger building up in her mate and knew he would insist on being involved in the hunt for Amsu and in many ways agreed with him. While she didn’t relish direct confrontation with Amsu, she wanted to help to bring him down. “Love we will talk with Andrew and Amelia in the morning. I want to help also,” Catherine said telepathically.

“Do you think they will listen to us?” Scott asked the same way.

Catherine gave Scott a tender kiss.” We will make them listen, my love,” Catherine softly promised.

Catherine laid her head back onto Scott’s chest and went to sleep. Scott laid there watching Catherine as she sleep until he drifted off to sleep. The two of them we woke up a little after ten to the smell of coffee and food.


Emma and Neil took the dishes in to the kitchen area and quickly loaded them into the dishwasher before heading to their room. Neil quickly stripped Emma and started to suck on Emma’s nipples causing her to moan. He slowly ran his hand down her taunt stomach heading to her nether region. He slowly worked his finger into her pussy. Emma’s hips began working in time with Neil’s fingers. When Neil started to rub her clit with his thumb, it pushed Emma over the edge.

Neil kept alternating sucking on one nipple then the other while working a second then third finger into her. He used his fingers to massage her spot sending her into her second orgasm for tonight. “Please take me,” Emma begged.

Neil smiled as he positioned himself at the opening of her vagina and slowly feed himself in. He set a slow sensual pace taking full strokes each time. Emma used her fangs to nip at Neil’s nipples she never broke the skin but bit hard enough so he could feel it. Neil was the first one to go over the edge firing ropes of red hot cum into her sodden pussy. Emma screamed through her orgasm.

Neil rolled the two of them on to their sides. The two of them in each other’s arm while basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. They fell asleep and slept like that not waking until little before ten am. The two of them quickly showered then headed out to find the food they smelled cooking.


Susan and Charles finished their last round of lovemaking at a little after four and fell asleep in each other’s arms. Something woke Susan out of sleep around seven. She laid there watching Charles sleep as she thought about the first time she saw him. It was twenty –six AD. she was the house slave of Pius Cassius Olcinius he was a Tribuni of the Praetorian Guard when she first saw Charles who went by Maahas in those days a wealthy Egyptian spice trader. She was assigned to serve him and her master refreshments. Charles visited her that night a fact she did not find out until much later as he had erased her memory of the visit. Three days later, he had purchased her. On the return trip to his home, he turned her and gave her, her freedom. Since that time, the two of them have been friends and lovers. Most of the time they were together or within a few days travel of one and another at most. Susan had been in love with Charles since the first time she had seen him and the highlight of her life up to last night was when she found out she was pregnant with Emma. According to everyone, it was just short of a miracle that she conceived without being mated. According to Agatha, it was only the second time she had delivered a baby to an unmated vampire and she had been delivering babies since seventy-three BC.

Charles was awake but laying there with his eyes closed well aware that Susan was watching him as he sleep. He could feel the sense of foreboding that she felt. “What is a matter love? What has you worried?” Charles asked.

“I’m not sure I just feel that our end is near and I don’t want to lose what we have especially now,” Susan replied softly with a deep sense of sadness in her voice.

“Love if it is fated to happen there is nothing that we can do about it. Let enjoy the time we have left. Anyhow, you know that those premonitions rarely come true and if it does, I for one will still consider myself the luckiest man to ever have lived for having you at my side for all of those years,” Charles stated then kissed her softly trying to convey all of his feelings through that one kiss. Susan gladly accepted the comfort that Charles was giving but she couldn’t shake the feeling that they wouldn’t survive this time. Charles stomach rumbled as the two of them smelled the food being prepared.

“I guess we better get up and feed you before you starve to death.” Susan teased.

“Hey I burned a lot of energy last night. You were insatiable,” Charles complained teasingly.

“Well mister it is your fault for making me wait so long and last night was just a very small down payment on what you owe me.” Susan retorted while laughing.

Susan and Charles quickly showered and then dressed to go join the rest for breakfast. As soon as Susan walked into the room, Gloria ran over to congratulate her. She pulled Susan into a tight hug.” About time, you two, I am so happy for you.” Gloria practically yelled from excitement.

Emma was next to charge her parents she was so happy that tears were streaking down her face. She quickly wrapped her mother, father and Gloria up in a hug. “I am so glad you two finally stopped fooling around and made it official. Congratulations and I love you both” Emma said.

Everyone else crowded around Susan and Charles to congratulate them and the breakfast quickly turned into a celebration. They opened a couple bottles of Perrier-Jouet to toast the couple. Linda volunteered to make a celebratory dinner with the help of Mitch whom she claimed was a world-class cook. After breakfast, everyone went into the sitting room to relax and to plan how they were going to deal with Amsu. “Amelia what kind of information would you need to make a profile of Amsu?” Charles asked.

“I could use whatever you have on him. I am not sure if his long life will make it easier or harder to profile him. Later on, I would like to interview you, Susan, Emma and anyone else who was close to Amsu.” Amelia replied.

“After we finish our coffee I will let you read over the information in the data base I keep on vampires. I have a good biography of him and most of his associates well at least the ones I know of and as much information as I have on them. I will also give you all of the information I have on the other enforcers and their top people. “Charles paused to take a drink of his coffee then continued,” Susan will provide you with a list of places where can either purchase or acquire blood. She will also provide you with a list of safe houses and contacts in case you get into trouble or need a place to lay low for a few days. I will also need to know what other types of assets you will need at your disposal.”

“From the sounds of it you have everything we need already in place. The only other things; we may need is tactical support and possible some help with intelligence.” Andrew replied.

“It goes without saying we will be supporting you with as much intelligence as we can both Susan and I have large networks. There is one down side I have to insist that the hummer gets left behind.” Charles stated.

“Where are the two of you thinking about starting your hunt?” Susan asked.

“We aren’t sure yet I would like to get an idea of the man we are hunting then may be head to Nevada and try to pick up his trail. If you or Charles have any suggestions we are all ears.” Amelia replied while starting to prioritize what they needed to do over the next few days.

“I will try to use my contacts and find out where he is but I would suggest trying to weaken his organization by eliminating his key people. You two have to understand you are not going there to arrest them you will have to destroy them there is no other way. “Charles stated in a serious tone. He paused to let it sink in before he continued, “If you can’t do this; please tell me now so we can get someone else. If you fail to kill them, they will turn on you and kill you. Use them to get the information you need then dispose of them. Once you start, trust no one,”

Andrew paused to consider Charles warning, he hadn’t thought of this as an assassination mission but now it made sense to him. He knew that Charles was right and if they did not kill the vampires they were going to hunt, they would quickly be betrayed and destroyed. Andrew knew he had no problem with this but he wasn’t sure if his mate would agree. He locked eyes with Amelia silent asking her what she wanted to do and was pleasantly surprised when she nodded.

“Charles we understand and will be careful. We will have no problem doing what must be done to protect our family.” Andrew stated firmly.

“I would like to offer Amelia and you the chance to form a coven with Susan and me, like you have with Gloria. I would also like to extend the offer to the rest of you here.” Charles offered.

Everyone accepted and each took their turn joining the coven and allowing the link to form that would bind them all together throughout eternity. Susan took time to explain all of the benefits and even the few pit falls to forming an alliance through this way to those who had never had been a part of one before. The newly formed family set around enjoying a glass of wine with the exception of Catherine she had a goblet of blood since she was with child. Scott decided this was the time to broach the subject of them leaving.

Scott stood up and started.” Charles I know that you said that we are going to be going to some place for our safety but if it is all the same to you. Catherine and me would rather stay here and take our chances with you all.” Scott said trying to remain respectful for the moment.

“I agree daddy I do not want to go hid I want to fight. Neil and I can take care of ourselves. Can you really say that anywhere you send us will be any safer then here with you and mother? Moreover, you are sending away a large portion of the people you know you can trust. Therefore, I am staying and you can forget about trying to pull rank on me. Emma sternly insisted.

“Neil would you please…” Charles started to argue.

“Sorry Charles not this time I happen to agree with her,” Neil stated firmly cutting Charles off.

Charles looked to Susan for support but quickly realized that by the way she was smiling at him she would be no help. He slowly glanced around the room until he came to Andrew.” What do you think?” Charles asked hoping to find support.

Andrew didn’t answer right away he just slowly glanced around the room pausing at each person for a moment. He then locked eyes with his mate and smiled he knew her feelings on the subject, “Charles part of me does agree with you. However, when I ask myself this question I keep coming up with the same answer. Would they be safer if we sent them away? And my answer is no most likely not.” Andrew replied in a calm even voice.

“How can you say that? We all know that he has spies in Susan and my organization. If doesn’t already know they’re alive he soon will be then he will make another attempt and this time he will make it such a way it doesn’t fail.” Charles angrily disputed.

“Charles I do agree that he most likely already knows that they survived his attempt on their lives. Let me ask you, do you think you can keep them hidden from him if he wants to find them? Would you not agree that you are better prepared here to stop an attempt on their lives here?” Andrew asked.

“Charles, he is right it would be easier for us to guard our family here,” Susan said agreeing with Andrew.

Charles threw his hands up in exasperation, “I hope the hell you two are right.” Charles begrudgingly conceded.

The remainder of the morning was taken up with planning and preparation. The one thing that Emma, Catherine and the others insisted on was that Amsu attempt on their lives wouldn’t make them go into hiding. They would accept increased security but they were going to get back to as close as a normal life as they could. Emma insisted on reopening Sanguinem. When Charles objected Emma reminded him that he gave her the club to run as her own and if he wouldn’t let her reopen that one she would resign and open one of her own.

Once things finally settled down and all of the planning was finished. Charles gave Amelia and Andrew access to the files on Amsu and his associates to begin reviewing. Amelia used an old colleague’s credentials to contact the Denver airport and was surprised to find out that the plane was still there. She also managed to find out that Amsu had purchased two tickets to LAX. She also managed to confirm that both Layla and he had boarded the plane. The flight left Denver at ten AM Mountain time this morning and about a two and half hour flight.

“We have a lead. Amsu just landed at LAX. He has Layla with him,” Amelia happily announced.

“Why did he take a commercial flight is he has his own plane?” Andrew asked

“I am not sure; he may be trying to throw us off his trail. Hoping we will waste our time searching for him in the Denver but why L.A.?” Amelia wondered aloud

While Amelia was working on trying to profile Amsu, Andrew was trying to map out his entire network. When he heard Amelia announce that Amsu was on a commercial flight to LAX he had questioned why he had not used his own plane the Gulfstream had more than enough range. He was wondering the same thing that Amelia was why LA? “I’m not sure, but I think we should get to Los Angeles before we lose him,” Andrew suggested.

“I am sorry but the two of you are not ready to go on the hunt yet. Layla by all accounts is an extremely powerful telepath. Amelia you may be able to defend yourself but Andrew you would be vulnerable,” Charles stated from the door.

“Charles this may be our best chance to end this and if we lose him it may be a long time before we can pick up his trail,” Andrew debated.

“If you and Amelia go out there before you are ready we could lose you both and I do not want that,” Charles responded.

Andrew agreed even though he was sure it was a mistake; over the next couple of days Amelia and Andrew worked long and hard to try to get an idea of what his next move would be. Amelia Profile was starting to take shape and it had given her some, what she hoped would be valuable insights into Amsu motives. She also had managed to flag him so if he decided to take another commercial flight she would know.

On Monday, much to both Amelia and Andrew’s delight Denise and Mark arrived. Mark quickly set to his task of getting all diamond assets transferred to Amelia and Andrew. He also set them up with several sets of identities so they could switch as needed. Mark informed them that he would need about two to three weeks to get everything transferred over. He had also agreed to take a position on Charles staff.

Charles started Andrew and Amelia’s training and they quickly found out he was a relentless taskmaster pushing them as much as seventy to eighty hours between rest periods. Not only had they learned to control their powers and shield their minds against intrusion but he also taught them how to wield a sword properly. He explained that a sword or an ax was much more dangerous to a vampire then a gun. Andrew took to the sword as if it was a part of him. Amelia quickly learned to use her mental abilities to make up for her lack of prowess with a sword.

Jay and I met through work over 6 years ago and we hit it off straight away, over the years we have grown closer and talk to each other about everything. When I met Jay he was single since then he has got married to his beautiful wife and they have had twins, he’s always been a family man.

Now I’m 23 years old 5’1 slim build with a 7.5′ cock, Jay is 32 years old and not much taller than me at 5’3 not as slim as me with a wee beer belly and covered in hair, with a 8′ cock which I have had the opportunity to see when I walked in on his wife giving him a blow job one night. But that’s a different story.

After a long week at work we had the weekend off and by chance Jay’s wife was going out of town to visit a friend and the kids were staying at their aunts and wouldn’t be back till late the next night so Jay and I decided to have a lad’s night in. We did the usual stuff sat around drinking a few beers and smoking a couple of joints, the conversation started to turn to sex and I brought up the fact that I had caught him getting a blow job from his wife, as only she know that I walked in on them, Jay was completely stunned I hadn’t said anything before but as I explained we hadn’t been alone since that night to talk about it. Jay then asked if I liked what I saw and I immeatly answered yes your cock is so big. We continued talking about blow jobs and Jay shocked me by what he said next he said that he would like to know what its like to suck a man’s cock and to have his cock sucked by a man.

I’ve always thought Jay was a good looking guy with a hot body covered in hair and tattoos, as over the years I have had a number of times to admire his body as he goes topless on summer days. But always considered Jay to be 100% straight so never thought he would have ever said anything like this now me on the other had have always been curious about men althought never tried anything with a man. I don’t know whether it was the drink or the dope taking but I said I wouldn’t mind trying it myself and that after seeing his cock the other week I’ve been fantasying about sucking it.

Jay turned and looked at me and said why don’t we try with each other and as we are alone, no one needs to know so I agree. Jay then puts his hand round the back of my neck and starts kissing me gently on the mouth he then moves to my neck and kissing in he puts his hand on the bulge that has started to grow in my jeans. Then getting up Jay looks at me and started to walk up to his bed room to which I follow and as I walk in he turns round and give me a longing look I then move in and kiss him and push him down on the bed and climb on top of him. I then start by helping him undress by removing him top over his head I then go down and kiss his nipples and run my tongue over his hairy belly down to the top of his jeans I undo his belt and slowly unzip his jeans and remove then till he has nothing on but his boxers I can see by the bulge in then that he’s getting excited as his cock is almost fully hard and ready to burst out of his boxers. Jay then rolls me over and starts to kiss me and strip me to my boxers.

Jay puts his arms around me and kissed me all over I put my hands on his back and slowly move then down and under his boxers I get him to move up and sit on my chest and I slowly and gently kiss his belly and then pull his boxers down and start to stroke his giant cock and move my mouth down to kiss the end of his cock I then take his cock deep in my mouth and start sucking like I was sucking a big lollypop. After about 10 minutes we swap positions and Jay starts sucking me and he takes my whole cock in his mouth I can feel the back of his trough with the tip of my cock. He then takes his mouth away from my cock and starts kissing his way back up my body, nibbling my nipples, then neck and then starts nibbling my ear he then whispers in my ear how good my cock tasted, I kiss him passionately and then kiss my way to his ear and whisper to him that I would like him to make love to me and fuck my ass.

Jay looks at me and says he thought I would never ask he then lifts my legs in the air and slowly starts to thrust his cock in my tight asshole it hurts at first but after a couple of minutes it’s the best feeling I’ve ever had and I wrap my arms around his back and pull him tight in to me Jay fucks me as hard as he can and his full cock is deep in my ass I can feel his balls bang against my body, Jay then pulls out and tell me he almost ready to cum so I ask him to cum in my mouth as I want to taste his hot cum. He then thrusts his cock back in my mouth and making me take his cock deep I suck and feel his balls bang against my chin. Jay they start to orgasm and blows’ his big load deep in my trough and I swallow the lot. We then collapse in the bed and cuddle together and kiss until we fall asleep.

I can’t wait till out next encounter with each other.

I lay in my bed, shivering under the covers. I couldn’t make a noise, couldn’t stop the darkness when it came to smother me. I lay gasping over and over trying to get enough air in my lungs to release a scream. There was nothing to see, nothing to hear, but I could feel. The fear, sharp and acrid, was punctuated by a flash of blinding pain. I managed to sit up and scream when then, trembling violently as I huddled against the wall in the darkness.

My father rushed into my room and flicked on the light beside my bed. “Velaku, are you okay? What is it, what happened?”

I wrapped my arms around his waist and cried into his warm skin. His wings folded around me, brushing gently down my back in sharp contrast to the pain I had felt in my dream. Here was comfort and peace, a warm haven to take away the fear and misery that I dreamed about every few nights. He always came to comfort me; every time I cried out he woke me and held me until I calmed.

He asked about the nightmare but I couldn’t speak of what happened to me in the dreams. This time had been the worst one, never before had they been so real. I had felt actual physical sensation and pain rather than just the sense of foreboding and overwhelming fear in the darkness.

“Velaku, look at me,” My father pulled my chin up to stare into my wet eyes. “This dream holds power over you as long as you allow it. It cannot harm you if you do not let it. Whatever happens it isn’t happening to you, not really. It’s not real.”

“I know it’s not real,” I whispered, unable to speak louder with my throat so raw from the violent screaming and tears that clogged it. I continued to tremble and had to fight to speak at all. “I don’t know how to stop the fear. I don’t understand why it keeps coming, I don’t want to dream like this but it won’t go away.”

“In time, you will learn why you bear this burden I am sure. The whys of things in life are rarely so easily answered. But for right now you have me. I will be here whenever you fear your dreams and together we will try to find a way to beat them. Remember, my wings will always shelter you in times of trouble.”

I nodded and trembled a little as I rested my small head against his chest. He held me and rocked me for a time before he laid me back down, pulling up the powder blue sheets and my cloud coverlet and kissed my forehead. That was all the reassurance my child mind needed. But still the dreams continued.

It was several years after that night that my father went to work one day and never returned. My teenage mind didn’t grasp the import of the whispers and fearful looks that went on for days. I knew something was wrong when I asked my mother each day where my father was but I had such confidence in his promise that he would always be there for me I accepted her feeble reassurances and shrugged off the vague worry I felt deep inside.

Then one night I had another nightmare.

It started off with the same lack of sensation but the fear and the pain were more intense than ever. A sense of heat and blood, the taste and smell filled my senses. I felt almost as if I was experiencing the dream in truth. I was somehow aware of my body lying in my bed yet I was unable to wake up. I could feel things, things that felt like they were shifting inside of me. I tried desperately to wake up, used all the will I possessed to stop the dream.

I finally lunged upright and gasped before an agonized scream tore from my throat. My mother rushed into my room, the bright light from the living room dazzling my eyes from where I huddled against the wall. When she sat next to me crooning I saw the tears falling down her cheeks.

“Where is he Mother? Where is he?”

I needed my father; I needed his wings and his promise of safety.

She pulled my head back with both her hands to look into my eyes, the cobalt blue eyes I got from my father.

“We got a phone call tonight from the police. They found your father but he was hurt by some bad people. He can’t come home to us sweetheart, he was just hurt too bad. But now he’s up in the currents soaring the sky forever while he waits for us to join him. He will always watch over you but he can’t come back home again.”

I didn’t understand, not at first. She kept stroking my face as tears slipped down hers to drip on her blouse. I shook my head and frowned as I mouthed her words silently as I tried to make sense of them. I shrieked over and over when it finally sank in that my father would never return to earth, never fold his wings around me and tell me it would all be okay.

I tore out of my mother’s arms and ran from the house. The cliff was so close and I fell to my knees at the very edge, keening my sorrow and fierce hatred of those who had taken my father from me. I wanted to leap off and join him in the skies though I had no wings; I wanted to hunt those responsible down and rend them to pieces with my blunt, talonless fingers and stop them from ever hurting anyone else.

Mostly I wanted the comfort of a father now forever beyond my reach.

I could hear my mother singing my hatchling song to try and calm me but my pain was too much to respond to her as I keened my grief, rocking back and forth with my arms wrapped around my body. Hours later I slumped unconscious at the rim of the ledge, one arm reaching out to the air currents that slipped up the cliff face to caress my hand as I mourned the loss of my father.

A sharp pain took me; all of a sudden I was back in the darkness of my dreams. This time I could hear a voice, one that hissed up and down in my mind, a strange chanting wail that pulled at something inside me just like it had earlier. Trapped, my body pinned down in the dream, all I could feel was a burning in my back and hands, a flash of sharp white hot pain that both woke me instantly and stunned me as motionless as I had been held in the dream.

I heard a tearing sound and felt my shirt split up the back to hang loosely from my arms. At the end of each finger was a long talon that was curved sharp and deadly. I buried them in the ground, trying to hold on to my sanity.

This couldn’t be happening. I tried to stand up, to find my mother.

I felt it as wings unfurled from the buds on my back, like a muscle stretching beyond its limit, bowing my body in pain and tearing a new scream from my throat. There was an echo in my mind but I was too focused on the pain to understand that it wasn’t coming from me.

My mother came running from out of the house toward me but she stopped and stared in shock, one hand over her mouth. I panted, on my knees again with my head resting on my arms on the hard ground as the pain slowly subsided. Hearing my mother gasp, I opened my eyes and saw a great shadow on the ground around me. I looked up into the snowy white that surrounded me.

It was my wings, torn from my back years before they should.

Not only that, but they were a blinding white with a snow red drop on the tip of each feather. A color I had never seen before. The shock of seeing them was too much on top of everything else and I fainted.

I didn’t hear my mother call for help and I didn’t see the stares of the Falcons who came at her call. I roused slightly and twitched as they moved me to my room and laid me down carefully on the bed to wait for the doctor. My mind had decided that my body had enough shocks and it was protecting me. I fell into a deep sleep that held no dreams.

It was some time later when I woke up in my bed alone. The sheets were cool under my hot face as I lay there, trying to wrap my mind around what had happened. That was when I heard them, the quiet whispers from the hall. I closed my eyes quickly when my door cracked open.

“See, Dr. Pannar, his wings, years early. And the colors!” My mother’s voice was almost hysterical.

“You say they just burst from his back? What was he doing?”

“I told him about his Keserem. He was keening on the cliffs, all alone. He wouldn’t let me comfort him.” My mother paused and let out a quiet sob that she quickly muffled.

“I was so sorry to hear about that Elalera. The loss of your mate is a great sorrow.” The doctor’s voice was laced with sadness; I had heard whispers from the other fledglings that his mate died of the coughing sickness just last year. Carthera mated for life and to lose what amounted to one’s heart and soul often meant quick death for the surviving mate who couldn’t handle the loss.

“But what I need to know is exactly what Velaku doing when his wings came out.”

I was listening intently, keeping my eyes closed. I had never seen another flier with wings at my age and the shock I had seen in my mother’s eyes and heard in her voice stayed with me. I desperately needed to find out why I was different; the need was as great as my sorrow for my father. I didn’t want to be even more different.

“He had fallen asleep at the edge of the ledge. He pushed me away to grieve on his own. He was always closest to his father so I wanted to give him some space. Life is hard for a Carthera boy his age and a mother is not what he truly needs now. I could hear him mumbling in his sleep from the hall but when he screamed I ran to him. His eyes were wild and he didn’t seem to really see me. All of a sudden his wings split the back of his shirt and unfurled around him. I was so shocked I couldn’t move. Then he passed out.”

My mother sounded scared and confused and I longed to comfort her. She was wrong. I did need her, I loved her, but what I wanted was my father. She was right in that; but I wanted to know just then the most was what was so wrong with me. I kept up my act, trying to breathe normally though I doubted with the dim light that they could see my back under the folds of my wings.

“I’ve never seen the wings burst on their own without a ceremony, have you?” she asked.

“No. Something very strange is going on here. The wings of a fledgling have to be coaxed out after they meet their mate and blood bond. The pair is always together as they are sung out by their families.” The doctor sounded as confused as my mother.

“I know. I just don’t understand how this happened; it’s not possible. Do you think they could have been brought on by what happened to Keserem?”

“I don’t know, I just don’t. Do you know more of what really happened?”

My mother let out a soft sob and pulled away from the doctor; he went to her and they spoke so quietly I couldn’t hear them. I heard the creak of my door shutting and almost shredded my pillow in frustration with my new talons. I knew now why my mother was so shocked over my wings coming out but I needed to hear more about my father too. I slid out of bed and tiptoed over to my door, cracking it open as slowly as I could. I strained to hear the voices in the den.

“The police said… human hunters with lynx Carthera… hit his wing and hunted… tore him apart.

“It was murder.”

I could only hear parts of what she said but it was enough to unleash the fury boiling inside that my wings had made me forget. I shrieked and my wings burst open and spread behind me as I threw my head backward and announced my fury from the swollen cords of my throat. I heard an answering call in my mind but again was so distraught that I didn’t think about what it meant.

“Velaku!” Dr. Pannar pulled open my door and stared at me in shock. The light fell on my wings and the red drops seemed to throb as my wings rose and fell with each harsh breath. “Your eyes, oh Gods, your eyes.” He seemed frightened, stepping backward until he slammed into the wall.

“Velaku, you need to listen to me. You must calm down, you must master this rage.” I tried to listen, tried to obey, but it was so hard. I felt the pain of my father’s murder burning in my veins as I opened hands now tipped by lethal talons. I was in full hunter mode and my anger surged and burned my veins as if it was acid burning me from the inside. My eyes glowed red as if the fires of righteous wrath burned from them.

The image I saw in the mirror shocked me but not enough to loosen the hold the rage had on me.

“My son, please, please, stop this.”

My stare snapped from the doctor standing in my way to my mother trilling my hatchling song, trying to bring calmness and peace to my soul. It lessened the killing rage but I was still unable to talk, thinking only of the revenge I was sworn to visit upon my father’s killers.

“Your father would not want this, for you to follow him into death. You must not do this; you are not ready. You must calm yourself.” She stood in the doorway, one hand held up as if that could stop me if I tried to escape.

My voice was distorted, harsh with the urge to shriek my fury until all knew that I was on the hunt. My voice was a harsh croak.

“My father would not want his killers free to savage more Carthera!”

She shook her head. “That is not your call yet. You are still a youngling, no matter how early your wings and talons come. You must wait, bide your time. I will not stand in your way after you reach your maturity and find your mate. If you must act now then call the Falcons. Put them on the hunt.”

She took a step toward me, hand still out.

“You can still act in honor.”

I stood rooted to the floor, her calm words bringing sense if not peace to my mind. I resented it even as I knew she was right; I did not even know how to use my wings and claws yet. I shuddered as I pushed down the fiery fury until it was a hard icy ball lodged deep inside. My core was now bathed in the ice of a grim purpose.

“My father’s people belong to me, the clan belongs to me,” I said proudly, furling my wings to lay flat against my back.

“Bring me Mishtar. The Falcons will hunt this day!”

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