The next week was one of the weirdest of Izzie's life. Her heightened senses had disappeared the morning after she had acquired them and her shoulder healed in precisely four days. Cassius had even been there to help her carefully remove the sling just in case. She had full movement back in her arm and if anything it felt a little stronger than it had before. The first shower she had had been absolute bliss and the ability to actually put on her clothes was something she wouldn't take for granted ever again.
“Good morning," the voice drifted through into Izzie's room, rousing her from what had been a comfortable sleep. Izzie grumbled and turned over, burying her face into her pillow. "Izzie?" Jake called as she heard his footfalls approaching her bedroom door.
This was wrong.All wrong.Perhaps she had given him the wrong signals.Perhaps he'd ta
"So she said, 'over my dead body,' and I said, 'Oh, my dear, that can be arranged,'" Renee chortled.The usual obnoxiously snooty laughter graced the dinner table, becoming a competition of volume and pomposity as it always did. As if they hadn't heard this story a million times and counting.
It must have only been half an hour since sunset when Cassius came crashing through the door, his gaze zeroing in on Jake. She had never seen such rage on his face, not even with the first altercation he'd had with Jake. Jake had been sat beside her watching TV and had his arm around her which definitely hadn't helped matters. As soon as Cassius had arrived Jake had leapt from his seat and into a defensive position, preparing himself for the inevitable. Even though Jake was a seasoned slayer Izzie saw the flash of fear in his face before he e
"So do you think he'll buy the early recovery story?" Jake asked while stretching out across the couch.Jake had stayed over the past two nights that Cassius had been away, which Cassius would probably flip out about if he found out. It was a surprise that the two of them hadn't started sprouting given that they had been nothing but couch potatoes for the past two days, getting up only for, snacks, bathroom breaks and bedtime. It was really unlike them to be so lazy, but it had felt necessary.
“Ahhh! I love this song!” Izzie screamed to Jake, throwing back her fourth?... fifth?.. maybe eighth? shot. She grabbed Jake’s hand, dragging him through the throng of people to the centre of the neon, chequered dance floor. She ran her fingers out through her long brown hair, as her body began to sway to the beat. Bodies gyrated every which way as the squares on the floor below them lit up different shades of purple, bathing everyone periodically in its light and giving a sensual feel to the dance floor. Izzie felt good as
What the fuck was he doing here?This was some pretty suspicious looking 'family business.'Izzie kept blinking to try focus in on what the hell he was doing, but her vision annoying kept swaying and blurring and she inwardly cursed herself for drinking so much. He was up
Izzie just sat there motionless as she stared into the dark fabric of Brad's suit jacket. "I'm here for Cassius Lockwood," his words spun around in her mind, refusing to sink in. If that was the case then that meant that her assignment had been passed on to Brad. Francis had stepped it up to Elite level, but why?
That's the last of it," Jake commented as she stood up holding yet another dustpan full of broken glass. He had personally tidied up most of the destruction in the living room. Cassius had helped a little where he could but had grown tired very quickly and needed to sit down. Neither male would let her or Esther help in the cleaning up, though Esther didn't seem overly concerned by that. Izzie, however, had begun to feel better and wanted to help but they insisted that she continue to rest until they were sure she was fully healed. Right now, she was snuggled up on Cassius' lap with her head leaning on his shoulder while his strong arms wrapped around her like a safety blanket. His leant his head on hers while they both watched Jake finish up the cleaning. Esther had long since disappeared into the kitchen, lord knows what she was doing but Izzie didn't care much as long as she was away from her. "Is there anything we can use to patch up that window?" Cassius asked as a shiver ran th
It was cold.Very cold.There's was nothing around but darkness.'Am I - am I dead?' Izzie thought and it seemed to echo in the vast void around her as if she had spoken aloud. She felt light as if she was made of no more than air. She was just kind of there, floating in the black.She must be dead.This was not what she expected death to be.She didn't know exactly what she had expected.Pain and suffering.
Vanessa didn't have time to react. A scream had just started to escape her lungs when the bullet hit. Given her strange angle over Izzie Jake hadn't managed to shoot anything vital, probably through fear of hitting Izzie, but it had been enough for Vanessa to fall away from Izzie.Izzie watched as Vanessa fell to the ground, holding her side as the blood began to ooze from it. Izzie saw the burn of the silver begin to smoke in her side, but if it was the same thing that had hit Cassius then she could still have a lot of life in her yet."Izzie!" Jake called, and she looked over just in time to see him kick her dagger back towards her. The blade slid elegantly across the floor, coming right for her and she instinctively put out her hand to catch it. It was almost like fate as the ha
Izzie spit out a mouthful of blood from what she hoped was Vanessa's final attack. She lay crumpled on the floor unable to move from the agony that she felt. Bones were broken and possibly a ruptured organ or two. Moving hurt, her insides hurt, her outsides hurt, hell, even breathing hurt.It appeared that vampy Barbie wasn't just a pretty face.She was an entire cold plastic bitch, through and through.Izzie had never been one to give up, but right now, death would be welcome. She forced her head up, her gaze locking on Cassius one more time as she felt Vanessa approaching behind her, getting ready to deliver the final blow.Those sad steel
Bang!The scream of agony came almost instantly as the shot was fired.
Jake was...Jake was a vampire...How?When?When she'd last seen him he'd been...She was in shock.She was unsure if this was better or worse than her zombie nightmare.Had that been a premonition?Vampires were technically be classed as walking corpses so her nightmare hadn't been far wrong, he was just a little less decomposed.Frankly, he was terrifying.Her best friend was leering over her, trying to fight his way to her throat with a crazed look in his eye as his bloodlust was taking over. New turns or fledgelings could be some of the most dangerous vampires. They hadn't learned to control their hunger yet and instinct would take over them. A fledgeling couldn't control how much they took either and almost every feed ended in death. When the blood lust took over they wouldn't even bat an eye at killing their own mother as long as they sated that hunger.There was a
Izzie's heart raced as she stared at the window. Even though she couldn't actually see out of it she just had this gut feeling that there was someone on the other side staring back. She didn't dare look away. She kept her gaze on the window as she started to back away from it, sidestepping her way towards to bedroom. She kept her eyes fixated on the dark beyond the window the entire time that she moved.Once at th
"What shall we do?" Cassius questioned from where he lay sprawled out across the couch. Izzie was sitting in the large armchair adjacent to him, curled up in her thick black blanket. She was currently in a food coma, with a belly being full to bursting. Cassius had really gone all out with her 'night-time breakfast'.She had only expected one, possibly two omelettes. Not only was there a cheesy omelette cooked to perfection, but he had also done her a side of bacon, toast and fried mushrooms. It was heavenly and she had cleaned the plate, even after her stomach had begun to protest that it was full. It had been just far too good to waste.She just shrugged in response. She was still heavily pregnant with her food baby and had just been happily enjoying his company. The thought of having
"Cas," Izzie mumbled sleepily, prodding him in the chest. He didn't even stir. She still found it so unnerving when he was asleep. The lack of breathing and heartbeat always made her fear her was dead. On the flip side though, he looked so peaceful. His dark hair was getting long and was scruffed up from a morning of fun with some strands draping down over his thick lashes. No lines furrowed his perfect face and he looked even younger when he was asleep.Not that she k