Alex Nilsen was happy with life.
He had a beautiful wife and a beautiful baby girl, he had everything he had ever wanted in life, he was at peace with himself.
He had lived for thousands of years, he had seen everything life had to offer but he had never experienced this kind of happiness.
The corner of his mouth lifted into a small smile as he watched his five year old daughter run around the grass happily.
"She's a darling isn't she?" He looked at Lucy. his wife, he leaned in to plant a kiss on her lip.
They both turned their attention towards Aya, his five year old daughter, as she continued running around the grass with their big German Shepherd dog yapping excitedly at her heels.
Alex smiled at the sight, he leaned in towards Lucy, planting another kiss on her lips.
"Ewwwww! Daddy and mommy are kissing!" Aya squealed excitedly.
Alex burst out laughing as he grabbed both his wife and daughter, pulling them into a big hug.
"Family hug!" Aya squealed again.
"Daddy don't forget pablo!" Aya squealed, pointing at the excited dog yapping at their feet.
"And don't forget grandma." Lucy's mother, Matilda called out, as she walked towards them smiling.
Alex laughed as he pulled them all into a big hug.
This was what he wanted.
This was all he wanted and he would do anything in his power to protect this family.
His family.
His own family.
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Alex drove his old toyota slowly through New York, living as a normal human being was hard but if this was the cost to pay for him to keep his family then he was ready to do it.
His mind wavered back to his family,as a contented smile danced around his lip,
his wife was probably home from work now and his daughter would also be home from school, his wife's mother Matilda would probably still be in her store, she always came back late at night.
As he drove through the crammed traffic, his mind raced back over the centuries he had lived and seen, he had tried to bury everything about his past but the dark past kept hunting him.
His vampire coven were hunting him and he could feel it, he knew that if they found him they would kill his family and he couldn't risk that.
He had never killed his fellow vampire but to protect his wife and his daughter, he was ready to hunt down the whole vampire coven if they dared touch his family.
He had been part of a brotherhood, they were six in numbers, a cult that housed the most gifted vampires the vampire world had ever known.
He had been second in command, his old friend Malcolm had been the leader of the cult.
They all possessed abilities that random vampires didn't possess and because of that, they had been picked by their coven as the brotherhood.
A cult group made to keep rogue vampires in check, they fought the vampires in check, they were like the police of the vampire world.
A loud car horn brought him back to reality as he stared around him, the traffic at his front had already cleared. He slowly eased his car into another lane, driving slowly as he turned into a side street.
He flexed his fangs, it had been years since he used them, years since he drank blood, his body was weak and his powers were faint but he would rather die than abandon his new found life and go back into being a vampire.
His own special ability had been wings, he couldn't even remember the last time he attempted to fly.
He and the other members of the brotherhood had taken an oath to serve the vampire coven and protect them from other rogue vampires, it had been a binding oath and they were bound till their death, none of them could leave the brotherhood. But he had escaped, he had met Lucy while on the run from his coven, he had fallen in love and decided to settle down.
He slowly brought the car to a stop as he turned down the last street, the hair on his neck stood straight.
Alex slowly walked out of the car, he had picked up another scent, a smell that he hadn't smelt in years.
A vampire's smell.
A vampire was near, The bells in Alex's head started to ring loudly, his family was in danger.
His wife and daughter were in danger.
Alex sprinted home at an inhumane speed, he didn't care if anyone saw him, the nearer he got, the stronger the smell got.
Alex burst through the door, panic written all over his face.
Relief flooded through him immediately as he saw his wife and daughter, laughing and playing around.
"Daddy! you're home!" Aya squealed as she ran into Alex's open hands.
Alex held her tight for a second before releasing her.
He looked at Lucy,
"Did anyone come here looking for me ?"
He asked, anticipation in his voice.
"Yeah…he just left."
"He said he knew you from high school." Lucy replied as she walked towards him, planting a kiss on his cheek.
"Oh okay….I'll be back soon." Alex continued,
"I forgot something." He said as he quickly rushed outside.
Alex sprinted as fast as he could, when he was out of sight he leaped into the air, bringing out his long gracious set of wings, this was the first time he was using them in years.
Alex flew through the air, scanning for the vampire, the smell was familiar but he couldn't pinpoint who it was exactly.
He dove through the low trees, landing perfectly, it had been years but he was still good at it.
It was almost dark but vampires could see ten times better in the dark.
"I knew you'd come."
Alex spun around quickly as he heard the voice, right there standing in front of him was Stephan.
one of the most bloody and brutal vampire he has ever encountered.
"So…you locked me up for hundreds of years…then you abandon your job and run off to start a family?" Stephan spat coldly.
"I have to say….I expected more from you." Stephan continued.
"Mating with a measly mortal? having a mortal child.."
"I have to say, you did a good job at hiding
your identity." Stephan hissed.
"What do you want?" Alex asked, gritting his teeth.
"How times have changed Alex.." Stephan croaked, laughing lightly.
" I remember when you used to hunt me down… you and Malcolm were the future of vampires." Stephan continued,
"But you ran, because you realized you were weak! and now I have been sent to hunt you!" Stephan hissed.
He smiled menacingly, bringing out a long silver rope.
"I don't want to fight you Stephan." Alex said, he clenched his fist as he tried to control himself.
"You don't want to fight me?" Stephan laughed.
"You will want to fight me when you realize what I have done." Stephan continued.
"And then I would kill you and take your carcass back to the coven."
"What have you done?" Alex asked, as a dreary realization slowly dawned on him.
"Your wife didn't tell you about the cake I brought?" Stephan laughed wickedly, the laughter bounced off the walls creating an evil echo.
"A cake filled with the most poisonous substance ever! your family must have eaten it already! if you get there fast enough you might be able to see them take their last breath." Stephan whispered, a wry smile tugging at his wet lips.
"No! Noo!" Alex took giant steps backwards as he leaped into the air, flying as fast as he could back home.
Alex flew. A huge, blood-red sun sat on the horizon, and he flew right for it, through a field of mud. He landed just outside the door to his house, his heart pounding loudly in his chest, he gently pushed open the door, the blood flushed from his face.The two most important people in his life were lying side by side, dead.Alex crumpled to the floor, and let out a scream, an unearthly scream, the scream of a man who just lost everything he ever loved.The walls of the house cracked at the impact of the scream."Da…da..daddy." He heard the whisper, he rushed over towards the pile.Aya was still breathing, her breathing was shallow but he could still sense life in her."Da..da..daddy it hurts." Aya whispered again."Hold still honey….daddy will make the pain go away." He whispered back as tears streamed down hisface, for the first time since he had been turned into a vampire, this was the first time he cried.He gently carried them and laid them side by side on the large bed.He too
STEPHAN***Stephan had never been so elated. His plan was going so well, he had dreamt of this day for hundreds years in his tiny dark prison cell.He had once been the truest vampire.Other vampires had abandoned their cause and tried to live like mortals, most of them had started to live without blood, others were joining mortals to do business and make money from it but Only him had been a true vampire.He hunted down humans and kept them for food and as slaves.He has been unstoppable, not until that stupid vampire, Alex came.Alex had fought him, defeated him and humiliated him publicly before locking him up for hundreds of years.But now, he was free.And he was going to pay Alex back.*He could see Alex's house from a distance as he slowly cat walked towards it.He was going to set it ablaze and watch with satisfaction.Stephan kicked open the wooden door, and marched into the room. It was dim in here, lit only by a few torches along the walls. There was a large king sized b
Alex flew through the night sky, racing for all he was worth. In one hand, he clutched the vial containing the remainder of Ivory's elixir, he had drunk the required portion and he was feeling the energy pulsing through it, praying, hoping beyond hope that his blood could save Aya's life.*Alex dove for New York, and had a sense of dread as he swooped down low. He landed in the courtyard, at a running clip, and sprinted for his house. Alex's heart dropped, as he walked slowly into the darkened room. He could see Lucy and Aya still lying there, on the bed. From here, he could sense Aya was still breathing, she was still alive, although she still looked deathly ill, and the sight felt like a knife going through him.Alex looked around for Pablo, he had been counting on the dog to keep his daughter safe till he got back.Alex looked around more carefully, and as he did, his heart stopped. There, lying against the far wall, unconscious, was Pablo.Alex walked over to him, knelt down, a
Stephan and Alex dove for each other, each in a murderous rage.Alex met him head-on, and they crashed together like a pair of charging rams. They grappled, grabbing onto each other's shoulders. They tore and clawed at each other, and it was a tremendous meeting of strength. Stephan had become bulky over the last hundred years and was almost twice his size, but Alex could feel a strength burning through him beyond what he’d ever known. Stephan was fighting for his revenge and Alex was fighting for his family, for his daughter.Alex could sense Stephan’s hatred, his fury. But he was surprised that he could also, as he turned in, sense something deeper underneath: fear. He was shocked to sense that Stephan was afraid.Of him.After all these years, Stephan was still scared of him.After minutes of grappling, Alex got the upper hand. He turned and threw Stephan, and he went flying across the room, slamming into a stone wall.Stephan stood there, staring back at him, wide-eyed, looking
20 years later….Aya Savage looked up as her boss leaned his hip on her desk. His eyes went straight to the hem of her shirt.“Working late again,” he murmured.“Hey, Shawn.”Shouldn’t you be getting home to your wife and four kids? she added in her mind.“What are you doing?”“working on a piece for James.”“You know, there are other ways of impressing me.”Yeah, she could just imagine.“Did you read my e-mail, Shawn? I went down to the police station this afternoon and talked with Teddy and Dan. They swear a gun dealer’s moved into town. They’ve found two modified Magnums on drug dealers.”Shawn reached out to pat her shoulder, stroking it as he took his hand back. “You just keep working the blotter. Let the big boys worry about the violent crimes. We wouldn’t want anything to happen to that pretty face of yours.”
Aya took a forty-five-minute shower, used half a bottle of body wash, and nearly melted the cheap wallpaper off the bathroom walls because she kept the water so hot. She dried off, threw on her bathrobe, and tried not to catch another shot of her reflection in the mirror. Her lip was a mess.She stepped out into her cramped studio apartment. The air conditioner had died a couple of weeks ago, so the room was nearly as smothering as the bathroom. She eyed her two windows and the sliding door that led out to a wilted courtyard. She wanted to open them all, but checked the locks instead.Even though her nerves were shot, at least her body was rebounding fast. Her appetite had returned with a vengeance, as if it were pissed at the diversion of dinner, and she went around to her galley kitchen. The chicken leftovers from four nights ago even seemed inviting, but when she cracked the foil package, she caught a whiff of sweat socks. She pitched the loa
Malcolm****Malcolm Baal knew someone had quietly entered his home office. Either a foe or close friend.A friend, he decided. A foe could never make it past the guards at each entrance of his Upper East Side Manhattan townhouse. Or past the guards stationed on each of the five floors.With his excellent night vision, Malcolm suspected he could see much better than his uninvited guest.His suspicions were confirmed when the dark silhouette stumbled into a Louis XVI bombe chest and cursed softly.Jacob Bethram. A friend, but an annoying one. The vice president of marketing for Baaltech Industries tackled every problem with tireless enthusiasm. It was enough to make Malcolm feel old.Really old. "What do you want, Jacob?"His guest whipped around and squinted in Malcolm's direction. "Why are you sitting here, all alone in the dark?""Hmm. Tough question. I suppose
Jacob lifted one of the doll's feet for a closer look. "This little babe is tempting, though."Malcolm sighed. This mortal sex toy was supposed to solve the Ancient Bloodsucker problem? They were wasting his time, not to mention making him feel horny and damned lonely at the same time. "All the Vamps I know prefer brain sex. I assume it's the same with the Ancient Bloodsuckers.""Not possible with this one, I'm afraid." Gustavo tapped the doll's head, producing a ripe-melon echo.Malcolm noted the doll was still smiling, though her blue glass eyes gazed straight ahead with a vacant look. "So she has the same IQ as Linda.""Hey." Jacob scowled as he cradled the doll's foot to his chest. "That's not nice.""Neither is wasting my time." Malcolm glared at him. "How can this toy possibly solve the problem with the Ancient Bloodsuckers?""But she's much more than a toy, sir." Gustavo fiddled with
Sophie Armsdale came to an abrupt stop inside the lobby of AVC. She could hardly see the black and red decor, the room was so crowded. There had to be over fifty Vamps here, all jabbering with excitement. Good God, were they all seeking employment?Jacob bumped into her from behind. "Sorry," he murmured, his gaze wandering about the room."I didn't expect so many." Her hands trembled as she made sure the combs were still holding back her long hair. She checked her leather portfolio one more time. Her neatly typed résumé was still there, looking the same as it had five minutes ago. How could she compete with so many? Who was she kidding? She would never get this job. The familiar tentacles of panic curled around her, squeezing the air from her lungs. She would never be free. She could never escape."Sophie," Jacob's sharp voice cut through the rising panic. He waited 'til she met his eyes, then he gave her the Look.In
Four months later."Eight-twenty P.M., male Caucasian, five-foot-ten, pounds, mid-twenties, leaving a white Honda Civic," Arthur Lugard murmured into his mini-recorder. He adjusted the telescopic night lens on his binoculars and zoomed in on the subject across the parking lot. The guy didn't appear to be armed. More importantly, he was carrying a king-sized cup of gourmet coffee and a bag of doughnuts. Lucky bastard. Normally, that would be considered… well, normal. But this was the parking lot of the All vampire channel. Nothing was normal here. Especially after sunset.Arthur exchanged his binoculars for a 35-mm camera and took another look at the guy. "Subject is human. He's going in."The guy was taking breakfast inside AVC? Didn't he realize he could be breakfast? A shaft of light cut across the parking lot, then slowly disappeared as the door swung shut. It was dark once more.Arthur had parked his black Ac
It was after midnight when Arthur's cell phone buzzed. By his respectful tone and the way he kept glancing at her, Aya suspected he was talking to her father. She'd been worried all evening about the possibility of a vampire war. Her attempts to contact Malcolm mentally had failed."I understand, sir." Arthur handed his phone to Aya. "Your father wants to talk to you."She lifted the phone to her ear. "Dad?""Aya, I thought I'd let you know what was going on. We have a tap on Stephan's phone, so we heard him talking to Baal.""What's happening? Are they going to war?""Well, it appears Baal was ready for one. He claims to have two hundred warriors.Stephan's been on the phone all evening, ordering his followers to show up. We think he has about fifty at the most."Aya exhaled with relief. "Malcolm has him outnumbered.""Well, not exactly. You see, Baal made a dea
Malcolm dropped the receiver into place and stood."you can not do this," Guisan shouted. "I will not have it."Malcolm placed a hand on his old friend's shoulder. "This is my choice, Guisan. It will save the lives of my friends.""I am the best swordsman among us." Van Nilsen's eyes flashed an icy blue. "I demand to go in your stead. It is my right.""Don't worry, Van Nilsen." Malcolm gripped the Frenchman's shoulder. "You taught me well. Wasn't I the one who delivered the fatal blow to Vladimir?"Van Nilsen scowled at him. "Only because I was watching your back.""You are no' thinking straight," Guisan insisted. "You are too distraught over that Mayhem woman leaving you."Malcolm swallowed hard. Was there any truth to Guisan's claim? If Aya were here, would he be so willing to risk himself? Still, he wasn't trying to kill himself. He certainly planned on winning.
Malcolm woke with his usual sharp and sudden intake of air. His heart lurched in his chest, then settled down to a steady beat. He opened his eyes."Thank God," a voice muttered. "We did not think you'd ever wake up."Malcolm blinked and turned his head toward the voice. Guisan was standing next to his bed, frowning at him. In fact, there were several people crowded around his bed. Van Nilsen, Erling, Edward cafe, Jon, Jacob, and Gustavo."Hey, bro." Jacob smiled. "We were worried about you."Malcolm glanced at Gustavo. "Are you all right?""Yes, sir." The small chemist nodded. "Thanks to you. You can't imagine how relieved I was to wake up in your house."Guisan crossed his arms over his broad chest. "The question is, how are you? I hear you were up and about during the daytime.""Yes." Malcolm sat up and glanced at his bedside clock.God's blood. The sun must have set over an hour ago. "I overslept.""I have ever heard of that happening before," Erling said."Possibly a side effect
Karl grabbed the phone, examined the number, then raised the phone to his cheek. "Who is this?"He frowned at his daughter. "They hung up." He closed the phone and dropped it in his pocket."What's going on, Aya?""Nothing." She swung her purse onto her shoulder in a nonchalant gesture. "I'm ready to go." It didn't matter if her dad had the phone. Malcolm could use any phone in the house to teleport home.And when he got home, Edward Cafe and Jon would be able to explain what had happened to her.Right now, she needed to get these vampire slayers out of the house and away from Malcolm."Shall we?" She moved toward the foyer."Wait." Karl reached out to stop her. "You didn't seem very surprised about vampires." He studied her carefully. "You spent a lot of time at Baal's house. You know what kind of evil creature he is, don't you?""I think we'd better leave before the mafia guys find us."Karl shoved her hair back and examined each side of her neck. "Did that monster bite you?""He's
"Are you sure you want to go in there alone?" Jon asked as he parked down the street from Stephan's house."I won't be alone for long." Aya checked her purse. It was stuffed with lengths of rope for tying up prisoners. She pulled out the cell phone she'd borrowed from Edward Cafe and punched in the newly memorized phone number for Malcolm's house."Cafe," the head of Malcolm's daytime security answered."We're in place. I'm going in.""Good. Keep the line open," Edward warned her in his nasal voice. "Here. Malcolm wants to talk to you.""Be careful," Malcolm warned her."I'll be fine. Jon's here if I need him." Aya opened the car door. "I'm setting the phone in my purse now. See you soon." She propped the open phone on top of everything in her purse.Jon gave her an encouraging nod. She climbed from the car and walked toward Stephan's house.At Baal corporation, she'd given Malcolm another dose of the formula before they teleported to his house.There, with Edward Cafe's advice, they'
The paramedics wheeled her away. Police officers arrived. Flashes lit the room as the crime scene investigators snapped pictures."Damn." Malcolm moved back. "I have to leave.""Why?" Aya asked."I don't think those are digital cameras." Malcolm grabbed Aya's hand and headed for the door.A paramedic stopped beside him. "Sir, you have severe burns. You should come with us.""No, I'm fine.""We'll take you in an ambulance. This way.""I'm not going.""I'm Dr. Mayhem." Aya smiled at the paramedic. "This man is my patient. I'll look after him.Thank you.""Fine. Suit yourself." The paramedic rushed off to join the others."Thank you." Malcolm led her out of the cafeteria. "We'll go to the silver room." He opened a door to the stairwell, and they descended the steps. "This is so aggravating. I really want to see what kind of
Malcolm had made it to the closet and was opening the door.Suddenly a loud blast deafened her. The ground shook. She grabbed at the blinds to steady herself, but they swayed, causing her to stumble. Alarms rang out. And another sound that Aya realized was people screaming."Oh my God." She peeked out the window. In the glare of the morning sun, she spotted a plume of smoke."An explosion?" Malcolm whispered. "Where?""I'm not sure. All I see is smoke." Aya glanced back. He was sagging against the closet door, deathly pale."They timed it this way, so I couldn't do anything."Aya peered through the blinds again. "It's the wing across from us. The cafeteria! Elizabeth was there." She ran to the phone and dialed 911."There… will be many people there." Malcolm pushed away from the door, stumbled forward a few steps, and fell to his knees.When an operator answered,