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Ch. 1 « Result #1 on Oct 11, 2005, 9:16am »
Title: Unexpected Lovers ch.1 disclaimer: :sigh: They arent mine alright, I just love them so don't kill me rating: nc-17 warnings: Charecter death Alternate universe! yay! music: Tori Amos- Crucify
“Shit” Wrath cursed aloud. “What is it Wrath?” Beth looked at him concerned. Then she smelt it, a lesser. He covered her mouth and whispered to the point he was almost inaudible “You stay here, hide…don’t make a sound.” His hand left her mouth, which was opening to protest, but she rethought his order and didn’t speak. He got up dressing extremely quickly and pulled her out of the bed and pushing her underneath of it. Poor hiding spot but if she was quiet enough, and if he could kill the lesser first she’d be fine. He wanted to call the brothers but he wasn’t positive where the lesser was exactly and if a cell phone rang right now it might put someone in danger. Plus if it was close enough to anyone of them they would most likely smell it. He grabbed more weapons than was probably necessary and left his chambers locking the door behind him.
Beth didn’t want to be hiding, and she thought Wrath would have more consideration especially after how he felt about his situation when his parents were slaughtered. She could hold her own, and she proved that, why then was she being hidden for safety like an invalid. She lay there still, thinking what if Wrath had gotten hurt, she needed to be able to help. She moved from under the bed, getting dressed, searching the room so for some weapons. She went into his closet full of them and took out a few daggers and an ever-trusty gun.
Wrath crept around the house, his back to the wall carefully checking each room a member of the brotherhood was in. He gathered them up and they were now all dressed and armed searching the property.
Beth opened the door, and there he was…the lesser. Oh god she thought, her heart racing, she looked at him wordlessly. He only smirked looking back at her, his eyes pale and cold. She clutched to the dagger in her hand, she saw he had a tranquilizer gun. No! Her mind raced, he is not going to do this again. It was the same bastard that had kidnapped her before. She remembered the entire thing as if she was reliving it and lunged at him. He anticipated it and knocked her backwards. She fell to the ground her heart thumping so loudly, she could almost bet her could hear it. Where was Wrath she wondered how could he not know that the lesser was this close. She wanted to scream but knew that if she dared she’d be dead long before any of the brotherhood could get to her. She clutched on to the dagger staring up at him, he took a step towards her. She shook keeping her eyes on his, she heard him load the tranquilizer gun, her eyes not leaving his still. She could sense he was ready, she was trapped. She was taken over by pure unadulterated hate and attacked him. As she did he shot the gun, missing her! It was almost point blank range and the fact that he missed meant she had startled him and had the advantage. She stabbed the dagger into his stomach, imbedding it inside of him, she pulled it out twisting it. The blade dripping, his blood had stained the silver a deep crimson color. She thrust it back into him in his chest, pulling it out with a twist. The lesser didn’t make a sound that unnerved her and made her react violently. She had her eyes on his again as the blade drove into his throat. His eyes had no fear, no remorse. She continued to stab, wishing he’d make a noise of pain, of dying. He closed his eyes and in a giant burst of light disappeared from beneath her, he was dead. She was drenched in blood, shaking, and still angry. He was dead, but still she needed the grim satisfaction of knowing she’d taken something away from him, something important, clearly his life didn’t matter to him. She dropped the dagger, her heart refused to slow, and she was hyperventilating badly.
Wrath was still in the house, and the smell of baby powder had disappeared. He went out back where Zsadist and Vishous were. “The lessers gone.” “Did you kill him?” Z asked. “No,” Wrath looked them over “One of the other brothers must have, go find them I’m going back in to check on Beth.” Vishous nodded, still acting wary. Wrath went back in, heading down the stairs slowly. He saw that his chamber door was open and ran to it. He smelt blood, oh god! He went to yell for his leelan, but before he did he caught site of her. She was in the middle of the floor, on her knees, blood on her. “Leelan…” he whispered going to her, kneeling beside her holding her. She was silent. “What happened?” he looked at her, checking to see if the blood was hers. “I went to open the door…to come help…” she looked down. “He was there.” He held her tighter. “I killed him….it was the same one that kidnapped me.” She looked at him now. “Why did you hide me, after how you felt so weak because you hid and were helpless with your parents.” “Leelan, I needed to protect you.” He started to explain. She growled low “Don’t say that…I am not a child.” She got up “I need a shower.” She walked to the bathroom, sighing staring in the mirror. She stripped the weapons and clothing thrown all over the floor, she turned on the shower so hot that the steam quickly fogged over the mirror. She washed her body several times making sure not to miss any blood spatter.
Wrath understood what she had said but still he had to protect her, she could fight for herself but something in him tightened to the point of nausea thinking that she might get hurt, or killed. He went back upstairs to the brothers, and looked them over. “The lessers dead.” He said in a less than appreciative tone. “Where did you find him?” Vishous asked. “I didn’t,” he sighed “Then how you kn-…” V started He looked up cutting him off “Beth killed him.” As he said it he felt ill knowing that the lessers were going for her, as a weakness to him. She was his shellan, his leelan, and the queen. He wondered if they would just keep going after her, he couldn’t stand the idea of the bastards taking her from him again. “We need better security.” Wrath growled. “I don’t know how he did it, but he threw off my senses, I didn’t know he was so close.” The Brothers all nodded in agreement. ……
welcome to the world of jealousy. for the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. yippee. ~DL chapter 13 pg 107
Joined: Oct 2005 Gender: Female Posts: 3 Location: MA Karma: 2
Prologue « Result #2 on Oct 6, 2005, 10:33pm »
Title: Unexpected Lovers/prologue Inspiration: Dark Lover by J.R. Ward Warning: M/M slash, Oral, and so far PWP Rating: NC-17 Disclaimer: Characters are property of J.R. Ward not my own so you evil Mr.X clone Lawyers back the bloody hell off! :holds crucifix: may not hurt a vampire, but it will burn you all! Songs for chapter: Transylvanian Concubine by Rasputina, and Blood Roses by Tori Amos, finally Gypsy Rose by Tracy Grammer. Random: I am so excited this is the first fanfiction on this series! EeE its not edited, I JUST WROTE IT! I am in love with it and this is not a one shot deal so Don’t worry there will be more to come! I just had to get out my V/B pairing… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Wrath lay in the arms of his leelan, she slept so peacefully and secure holding on to his muscular arm. He didn’t want to leave her, as much as he had to. Kissing her forehead he eased himself out of her grip, careful not to wake her. As he left his bed, someone knocked at the door, a smirking Vishous greeted him. “What are you doing down here?” Wrath looked at him cocking his eyebrow. “Making sure you actually get out of bed this time” He looked him over. Wrath returned the smirk, “I’ll be up soon, have to get dressed tell the brothers not to worry.” V nodded and headed back up to tell the others their king would in fact be joining them. Wrath went back in his room and very quickly showered. He toweled off and saw Beth on the bed he wanted to wake her and take her before going upstairs to such unpleasant business. Instead he got dressed, and headed up to the brothers who were waiting, probably annoyed at this point. He was newly ascended as their king, he had tried his hardest to avoid and reject this fate. The Scribe Virgin demanded it of him though, and she was not to be disobeyed. It was a difficult transition, he was used to protecting his race…not ruling them. The vampire population had decreased in numbers, while their enemies the lessers were getting bolder and recruiting at an alarming rate. He went into the backroom where the other brothers were waiting for him. When he walked in they all made a small gesture of respect, he had it with the bowing and kneeling and the ‘my lord’ already. He looked them over before breaking the silence “What happened last night?” “We slaughtered 20 lessers” Zsadist replied “and we burned down the base of operation where we had found them.” “Why aren’t you acting like this is good news?” Wrath said, his words filled with anxiety. Zsadist merely curled his lip in disgust and looked to his brother who chimed in “When were there we found at least that many civilian vampires tortured to the point of insanity….or dead.” “A few of them escaped.” Vishous said looking at Wrath. “Undoubtedly they will recruit and double what we have killed.” “We need to find a way to kill them more efficiently,” Wrath sighed. “We need to focus on protection.” Zsadist said looking over his king “before we are fighting and killing with no race to defend at all.” What was this, Zsadist being practical…god that means this really had to be bad. Everyone paused and looked at each other, namely Z. His black eyes met each one of theirs, in turn making them look away. They could each hold their own, and then some…but Z had a look of pure hate, and anger that could even shake them at times. Now especially. As they stood there in silence Fritz came in bringing a plate of snacks in, they each excepted grateful. They all began to sit, still wordless. Butch was looking around wishing he could have had restored some police ties, it might be easier to track down places that were possible bases for the lessers. For a moment he thought about calling Jose but shook the idea quickly from his mind, if he involved the police then the brotherhood would only have more problems to deal with.
Beth woke alone, she sighed knowing her hellren was most likely dealing with the current and ever growing issue with the Omega’s servants. She put her head up on Wrath’s pillow smelling his hair laying her face in it. She breathed deeply, considering just staying in bed and out of the way. Her hunger got the better of her and she put a robe on and walked up the stairs into the kitchen. Fritz stopped her and he made her some toast and eggs. She sat at the kitchen table eating and staring out the window, wondering how the brothers did last night. She had a lot of adjustments in the past few months, Starting with becoming a vampire. She couldn’t believe it at first, not sure that she wanted to. Once she did though, an amazing chain of events followed, she learned her father who she believed didn’t care at all for her loved her as much as she missed him. She was mated, or married rather. She was Queen of the vampires, Wrath her lover was the King and the last pureblood. Also with great reward comes sadness at times, she was kidnapped by a particularly cruel bastard…a lesser of course. She kept thinking of what had happened, she almost lost her Wrath, just as quickly as he came into her life. She shivered sipping a glass of Orange juice Fritz had placed in front of her.
Wrath felt Beth’s uneasiness, he wanted to go to her but the brotherhood had severe and grim business before him. They all talked on how to solve it, without actually finding a solution…. This was going to be dangerous and success wasn’t promised. Beth new her love was very much so in danger, and so was she...also her new found family. The brotherhood all headed out to fight, they had to do some big damage tonight, every night…it was crucial. When they came back, Beth was waiting along with Fritz and a first aid kit. “Oh god!” she gasped. Phury was slung over Zsadist’s shoulder, bleeding heavily onto the floor. His throat was slit, and his arm from the elbow down looked as if someone tried to amputate it. Z laid his brother on a couch, Beth came over quickly putting a clean cloth on his neck, applying pressure ever so carefully. She looked at Zsadist, he had sadness in his eyes that actually thawed the hate, and he seemed warmer. He really did love his twin…. he was capable of love. Wrath was helping he was stitching the skin back together on his arm, so that the raw pink muscle wasn’t hanging out. Beth kept pressure on his throat, trying to comfort him, she was good at that. Wrath sighed in relief as he finished stitching Phury up, he wrapped his arm in gauze and ace bandage for support. The bleeding in his throat had slowed, and Wrath bandaged that up, the whole time he felt Zsadist gaze watching him. He looked back when he was done “He’s going to be fine Z don’t worry.” He felt a wave of relief come over him. Beth looked at Zsadist and almost wanted to hug him, she had the maternal instinct to comfort…but somehow she didn’t think Z would appreciate it so she just looked at him, her eyes letting him know she felt his pain. They all made sure that Phury was fine, and helped him to bed, deciding to call it a night.
Butch smirked at Vishous as he got in the room. V climbed in bed and went to cover up and Butch pulled the blanket from him. “Get your own” he laughed. “You're brave, cop.” Vishous smirked. “You snore and you steal the blankets…go find your own.” Butch turned over and as he did his blanket was ripped from him. “How about you go find another.” V laughed. Butch looked him up and down “I could take you.” He grinned. “Bullshit!” “Wanna see?” they both laughed Before they knew it they were wrestling on the floor, Butch who was very briefly in charge was quickly slammed to the carpet and V kneeling above him. V was looking in his eyes. “What are you going to kiss me?” Butch teased. “What if I do.” V smirked bending closer. He and the cop had bonded, and it didn’t seem so weird, they joked about it constantly. “Stop it.” Butch said, putting his hand to V’s chest. “Shhh…” Vishous leaned in kissing Butch gently at first, and then started to pry the mans mouth open with his tongue. Butch felt himself start to give in to it, although his mind was racing all the while. He slid his tongue into Vishous’s mouth tasting him, he wasn't sure what to compare it to. He had always smelt nice, of course he did they had the fanciest soaps and colognes around, but the taste…god not even Marissa had tasted this good. “V” He moaned softly. The vampire started to kiss down the cops chest biting into his nipple gently, he tongue bathing him all the while. His hand snaked down into his boxers, when he entered under the elastic waist he found Butch was hard. Then again how could he not be, the room was reeking of lust. V’s mouth sucked on the hardening pink nipples feeling Butch’s want grow even more. The leather of V’s glove felt odd, but good around Butch’s erection, he wanted him to take it off but knew he couldn’t risk it. He looked down seeing the short beautiful black hair, feeling the goatee rub roughly on his chest. “Working out has really done you good, cop” V smiled biting into his nipple making him groan. He started to stroke him hard, slow, and rhythmically. Butch couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. He had never even considered having sex with a man before, he was straight as they got, but V was quickly converting him. “Oh ...god” Butch let out an eruptive groan. Vishous was still sucking and biting at his now very sensitive nipples, moving the boxers off of the cop so he had more freedom. He kissed down Butch’s body licking in his naval, kissing his thighs letting his fangs scrape the inside of them. V smirked he was in complete control to a man, who even though he was human wasn’t considered an underdog. He licked down the length of Butch’s arousal sucking on the base gently and licking back up. His lips kissed the tip, he opened his mouth sliding it in his mouth sucking softly. The cop’s head swam, he felt the soft suckling around him, heard the wet sounds as Vishous devoured his length. Hey dug his hands into the carpet letting out a low but unmistakably wanting moan. He could feel the fangs in V’s mouth scrape him ever so gently, as if to tease him. God Butch thought Even in sex he has to tease. V was unrelenting, sucking and licking driving Butch insane. He was so close already, it was merely months ago that the only lay he could get was a bar wench who had been ridden more than Seattle slew. Now he had an amazingly beautiful female Vampire, Marissa who he was falling in love with more and more each time he saw her. Also this centuries old Vampire male, who he had bonded with as soon as he learned that they were both apart of the ever growing cult of the Red sox nation, sucking on him making him moan uncontrollably. He started to pant, his back arching slightly as the Vampire rubbed on his thighs digging his nails in gently, his mouth still trying to drink from him. He came his moans bouncing around, ringing in both of their ears. Finally Vishous moved his mouth off of him kissing his thighs, “Didn’t see that coming did you?” V smirked. Butch could only shake his head laying back, his body still overwhelmed.
Wrath climbed into bed with his leelan he was glad to be back. She smiled at him and he felt warm. He kissed her, she wanted him badly he could smell it coming off of her. He started to kiss her and he could smell her sex, he kissed her again. His mouth started to drift down to her breasts, and he looked up smelling a faint scent of…baby powder.
welcome to the world of jealousy. for the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. yippee. ~DL chapter 13 pg 107
Joined: Oct 2005 Gender: Female Posts: 3 Location: MA Karma: 2
Re: leviathan - hello! ^.^ « Result #3 on Oct 6, 2005, 7:13pm »
I'm Julia I am the admin (first) and Levi-chan is awesome enough to help me run this joint. I am working on my first piece of fanfiction for this series, I seriously advise you read this book, and become a member the series kicks ass!
welcome to the world of jealousy. for the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. yippee. ~DL chapter 13 pg 107
leviathan - hello! ^.^ « Result #4 on Oct 6, 2005, 6:29pm »
well, let me introduce myself:
my name is leviathan, and I am the second administrator (courtesy of julie, of course. ::smile:: she and I have been best friends for a couple of years, so...
let's see. what the hell would any of you people want to know?
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