Beth_Marklon

Formally Elizabeth Randall. A newly founded half-breed about to transition to a vamp. #BDB #SaintsNSinners #SASBDB

[beth-marklon]

Life Altering Opportunities

Written with @troublewacapt.

Teyanna: I had no idea where this doggen was taking me, only that Mary knew him and I was to trust him. Otherwise, the only thing that Mary told me was that this possible position would be something more than what I was already doing. I was still stumped by that. I was living in the one city in the new country that had the largest concentration of my our kind, and working at the biggest medical clinic in the area. How could there be something more? But, I had been volunteering alongside Mary for a while now and I trusted her.

Truthfully, the thought of more actually intrigued me. I had been feeling as if my work was already becoming stale at Havers’. It just wasn’t what I was used to, back in the old country. There had been so many more opportunities there, over the years, that working at Havers’ place had always felt like a step back. It was the one thing he had been worried about when he hired me, I was overqualified. I guess we both knew it would happen. It had been silly to pretend otherwise. But, it was what was available to me for now. 

As we drove down a winding road, the mhis suddenly got thick. I had experienced them a time or two in my past and to see them again captivated me. Where exactly had Mary sent me?

Large twin gates appeared as we glided past them, through the mist. More winding road, before a steep incline into an underground garage. I couldn’t imagine a place in Caldwell where this all existed. The doggen that picked me up, came around and opened my car door for me, extending a hand in order to assist me while getting out of the car. I took it and allowed him to help me out. Looking around, it didn’t look like much, but from the trip in, I knew there was much more to this place than meets the eye. @Beth_Marklon

Beth: *Wrath and I were going over some documents pertaining to some estates that needed to be confirmed and divided after some deaths of some of the members of the Glymera. We had an appointment coming to be interviewed to be considered being an additional Brotherhood in house doctor to help out Manny. 

He was being overworked dealing with the Brotherhood and Trainees and while Ehlena was going to school and studying, Mary had someone in mind to help us out. I was grateful for it.

I didn’t want to see Manny burned out and stressed. He needed help and we could use the opportunity to give him some downtime.

I left #Saxton and Wrath to complete the normal day to day business while I interviewed the newcomer. As the lady of the house, Wrath those decisions to me. He trusted my judgment to know what needed to be done. I would have Manny interview her as well since they would be working together. 

Teyanna: The doggen brought me in through a set of double doors in the garage, which led to a long hallway, set with overhead, fluorescent lights for as far as I could see. In a way it looked like it could be a hospital. However, there weren’t as many rooms as a hospital would have, and the faint sound of weights being worked didn’t make sense for a hospital, either. Although, if I focused real hard, I could make out the scent of medical sterilization chemicals. ‘Mary, where have you sent me?’ Was the only thing going through my mind.

We continued down the hall until the doggen stopped in front of a doorway and held the door open for me. Walking inside, it appeared to be a small waiting room, with a couple of chairs and a sofa lining the walls.

“You may have a seat in here. The Queen will be with you shortly.” the doggen proclaimed as he turned on his heel and closed the door on his way out.

I nearly choked. He couldn’t have just said what I think he said. The Queen?! I pulled my phone out of my purse and began punching up Mary’s phone when I heard the door open from behind. Quickly, I hit “End” on my phone, shoved it back in my purse, and turned to see the Queen of our race standing in the doorway.

Beth: *I walked into the study that I decided to use to interview Teyanna so it will be less formal and Wrath’s office would be too much for a civilian. They tended to be star struck and shy when faced with the fact that the throne is where their King sat. I always found myself smiling thinking it was such a strange life that I lived in where my hellren was King which made me somehow their queen. I chuckled to myself. #Boo was walking and hanging out with me since @BellaRAhgony was watching #Nalla and #LW. We walked along down the hallway from the main living spaces towards the front of the manse to the study.

I walked into the study where she was sitting and I moved the folder with her resume under my left arm and took out my hand to shake hers.

Teyanna: My tongue was twisted about fifty ways to Sunday as the Queen extended her hand to me. Damnit Mary, I could have handled this, if you’d just prepared me! I’ve met with many people in power before. But, in each one of those circumstances, I knew what I was walking into. I knew with whom I was meeting. This wasn’t completely foreign to me. I was, after all, Glymera. Yet, here I was, standing in front of the Queen of our race, completely at a loss for words. As much as I hated being Glymera, it did give me a sense of superiority to many. The Queen was not one of those people.

Dipping my head in reverence, I outstretched my hand to meet hers. “I’m sorry your majesty. Mary did not tell me, it was you that I was meeting.”

Beth: *I smile as she performs the unnecessary but traditional sort of curtesy the race tended to do when they met Wrath or me. Since I didn’t grow up with royalty here in the States so never had a chance to use that sort of protocol. I felt it was silly and I wasn’t used to it at all and the household mainly skipped those types of traditions. Except the doggen, there was nothing I could really do about their actions and heaven forbid if I try to hug one. Mentally shakes my head.*

Please, don’t worry about it. I’m not really into protocols or anything. Just call me Beth, please. We can just skip the bows, alright? Let’s sit down shall we and we can get to know each other. Did Mary have a chance to explain exactly what you will be doing?

Teyanna: Beth. The queen of our race just requested that I call her Beth. I couldn’t be further from my element, right now. Damn, Mary! She was definitely going to hear about this later. She probably did it on purpose, just as a way to get back at me for that last prank I pulled on her. I Saran Wrapped her whole office. It took me a whole weekend, but she was pretty impressed come Monday. Of course, that was after she had me cut everything out. I chucked to myself at the memory. It was totally worth it!

Now, I was face to face with our Queen and she was asking that I be informal with her. I cleared my throat and nodded as I settled back into the sofa along the wall. Time to put my game face on. Clear the mechanism … a small quirk of my lip as I thought back to the Kevin Costner movie. As innocuous as I could, I took in a small breath and let it out.

“Actually, Mary told me nothing about what I would be doing. She just alluded to the fact that she had a position in mind where I could be doing more. As you know, she didn’t even tell me with whom I would be meeting. So, unfortunately, I know very little.”

Beth: *I smile as she seems to get more control of the surprise of being in an interview with me. I had a feeling Mary did it on purpose for some reason I was unaware of, not that it bothered me.*

Basically, we have a physician to the Brotherhood and a nurse in training to become a doctor … but as the training program expands adding new soldiers to the ranks, we also need more medical expertise to assist our doctor with all of the … um … injuries that occur around here. *I really didn’t want to elaborate on how many injuries occurred here on a daily basis … I didn’t want to scare her.*

There is a caveat though … you would have to sign a confidentiality agreement which I have been informed is iron clad by the King’s solicitor and you would be required to move into the manse here with us … you would essentially be ingrained into our family ...basically into the royal household. I hope you understand.

*I allowed all the information to settle to allow her to completely understand that she would be giving a significant part of her life to the Brotherhood and the household due to the security.*

I need you to really think about this offer. You should consider all the options and pros and cons. I know this is a huge opportunity but it’s also a huge responsibility and it affects your life more than a normal career would. You need to meet with Manny as well, our current physician to see if he is someone you could work with every day. Probably Ehlena as well. Do you have any questions for me?

Teyanna: As the Queen laid out the specifics of the job and all that would be asked of me, I couldn’t help but think that this was it. This was what I had been training for all my life. Sure, I was vastly overqualified for the actual work. I had extensive experience in more than seven different specialties now, and over two hundred years of experience in the medical field under my belt. But … this was my calling. This was the type of meaningful work I had been seeking out my entire life. I had always wanted my work to have purpose. Not that working in the medical field didn’t have purpose. I had been involved in many breakthroughs for the race, and many critical time periods of war. However, this was the cream of the crop as they liked to say in the New World. It got no more essential than this, working for The Brotherhood.

Living at the manse was going to be an adjustment. I had lived an incredibly independent life for a very long time. The last time I had lived with anyone was … well, probably in the late 1800’s when I worked with that one colony in Africa. Other than that, I was pretty much a lone wolf of sorts. But, if that was what was required of the job, I would try it. Who knows, maybe the change would be good for me.

As for the rest, the confidentiality agreement and all that entailed. That would be the easy part. I had lived with doctor-patient confidentiality since the beginning. I knew how to hold things close to the vest.

Of course, I had questions about salary and how living expenses would be handled. But, she had my resume and I had my salary requirements on it. Still, I didn’t want to make any assumptions, so I started my questions there. “First of all, the job sounds perfect and I can’t thank you enough for offering me the opportunity! I am beyond honored and humbled to be considered for the position. That being said, and not to make it all about money, because it’s absolutely not! Working with the Brotherhood would be a dream-come-true for me. The sheer purpose that it would bring to my life is unmatchable. But, you haven’t mentioned salary, so I figure you have seen the salary requirements on my resume and have a compatible offer for me?

“My second question would be about Safe Place. I would like to continue my work there. Would that be possible? I understand I may not be able to spend the time there that I do now, and I can accept that. But, I would like to at least stay on-call with them. They do amazing work and being a part of it fills my heart in ways that not many other volunteer positions have in the past.”

I knew I would have tons more questions before the final decisions would be made, but these were my top two.

Beth: *I watched as the thoughts ran through her head and then she started asking important questions that I’m glad she thought about. I did see her salary requirements and it was significantly lower than what was going to be offered so that wouldn’t be an issue. I stated as much and informed her of the salary and provided room and board … the widening of her eyes clearly meant that it was unexpected and beyond fair.*

In regards to #SafePlace, I would insist that you continue your work there when you can. As you know Manny, our current in house physician, cannot volunteer there as it is females only. Though Ehlena, our nurse that helps him, does split her time there as well as at #Havers during her training rotation to become a doctor. Actually, you guys may have already met. Though you will need to stop working at #Havers in order to work here but #SafePlace would be considered an extension of the Brotherhood as one of ours, #Marissa runs it with help from Mary and sometimes Bella. All three of which live here as well and you will be introduced to along with the rest of the family.

I’m sure you have lots of other questions. I insist you take a day and really consider this offer. I want you to be confident in your decision … I know we are asking for a lot and more that you expected. This will be a huge commitment. *I stood and waited for her to join me and walked out the study.* Let’s just take a tour of the facility that we have so you can see what machines and medical supplies that we have and it will give you an opportunity to write down anything you need. We can obtain whatever you need, just give the list to either Manny, Ehlena or #Fritz and they will get it here for you. That also goes for your room too where you will reside as well.

Teyanna: The offered salary was definitely not what I was expecting, and I was having a hard time hiding my surprise. But, once again I was able to get myself under control and present a professional front. This position was going to be the highlight of my career. It got no better than this. Sure, I had done some substantially meaningful work before, and even developed some incredible medical breakthroughs. But, nothing was ever going to compare with working for The Black Dagger Brotherhood.

I agreed to take a day to think about it, even though I already knew my answer was going to be yes. How could it not be?

The other thing that surprised me was the number of people that I already knew that were a part of this community. Ehlena and I had been working together for a while at Havers. I never would have realized that she was a part of The Brotherhood’s inner circle. Then there was Marissa and Bella. So many things began to make sense to me. So many things that I had noticed in the past that didn’t quite seem to go together, now suddenly did, like the fact that the doggen that picked me up and drove me here, I had seen with both Ehlena and Marissa before.

Following the Queen out of the room and around the facility so many questions popped into my head. I asked what came up as we went and took notes of equipment they had and some that they didn’t that I thought would be beneficial to the work. There was so much to see. They actually had an impressive medical suite. It didn’t want for much, but I did think of a few things that it could use. I would bring those up, once I gave my final answer.

She didn’t bring me up to the living quarters, and for good reason. Should I decide against the position, I would have the complete layout of the building. That was fine by me. There would be plenty of time for me to see it all later. At the end of the tour, I graciously thanked the Queen for her time and the offer. I let her know that I would be sure to let them know by daybreak the following night.

[beth-marklon]

Consequences Leethall’s Punishment: FamilyProblems Part 12

Written with @WrathTheKing and @Leethall_SASBDB.

Leethall: Leethall was pacing in the hallway he had been lead to, a pair of closed double doors ahead of him. It didn’t take a genius to know what was behind that pair of doors and Leethall had often thought about how it would feel to be outside them, awaiting whatever harshness was inside. Yes, the office belonging to the King of the race was indeed one to be feared, if one was facing judgment. The King’s word was final, after all with no room for appeal, pleas or anything in between. To sum up, everything he was charged with, he could start with tracking and killing lessers outside the Brotherhood’s knowledge. Highly illegal and very frowned upon. Next up would be smashing up the medical suite he’d been stuck in and last of all, running his mouth to more than one member of the Brotherhood. All very serious charges, though Leethall had a sneaking suspicion he’d be alive once he got out of the office behind the closed doors. The question was just how many limbs would still be attached to his body and somewhat working once the King was done beating him to a pulp, and whether or not the Brotherhood would join in on the said beating. Had Leethall prepared a defense? Of course not. He owned his actions like any male should, facing whatever consequences they brought, even if that meant he’d need more medical attention than when he first got to the Brotherhood’s hell hole. And to top it off, they had even revealed the identity of his father, the Brother Rhage, the biggest of the bunch who suddenly was ready to admit he wronged a female many years ago. Just about 76 years too late and just about 24 years after her death. Leethall caught the eye of his reflection, seeing how his own blue eyes matched those of Rhage. Hell, he really did look like that fucker, didn’t he?! But no matter. What mattered right now was the fact he was about to face the King’s judgment, sealing his fate for the foreseeable future, if not the rest of his life. Leethall hoped for the beating and then him being hurled out of the manse at warp speed, even if it was close to sunrise. It was far better than anything else that could happen to him at this point.

Beth: *I paced back and forth on the beautiful rug in front of the fireplace as Wrath sat on this throne behind his desk. #George relaxing on his dog bed next to him. Leethall was scheduled for a command performance in a few minutes and I knew that Wrath was contemplating what to do with the kid. Kid … he was older than me. Even after the last few years, it was hard to swallow sometimes how long vampires live. I mean centuries.*

So what’s the plan exactly Wrath? Put him in the training program so he can fight against lessers properly and then what? He still trashed the medical suite and he’s not dealing well with finding out about Rhage. Perhaps we can do something to help?

Wrath: *Rubbing my eyes after deep thought. I motioned for Beth to come to sit in my lap.  As she did I placed a kiss upon her lips.* “I have come to a decision. He will be enrolled in the training program after he serves a probationary period of 90 days at ZeroSum where he will learn the patience of waiting tables. Once his probation is over. V, Butch or Tohr will be in charge of his development. How does that sound?”

Beth: That sounds fair. He should be enrolled as a trainee, he is a son of a Brother and he definitely has the drive.

Waiting tables at a place like Zero Sum is a great idea. The Brother and the Shadows can keep an eye on him and he learns patience and humility.

I also want to somehow tack on that he needs to spend time with Rhage and the family. Perhaps we inform him that his room is in the Manse is mandatory forcing him to move in with us. He spends time with the family at meals and in turn … hopefully with Rhage. I know he’s worried and family is family.

*I share another kiss with my hellren and suggest we go ahead and call Leethall into the room. I get up from Wrath’s lap and stand beside him to keep up appearances.*

Leethall: Leethall kept on pacing as he waited, silently grateful for being alone outside the double doors leading to the office of the king. He took a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself down but his heart was insisting on beating at about a million miles per hour. Not exactly optimal, but there was no helping it. A sudden odd sensation at his left shin made the young vampire jump a little, moving away from what turned out to be a black cat rubbing against his shin. The cat didn’t seem to care and simply followed the escaped leg and rubbed up against it some more, closing its eyes halfway. Leethall heaved out a soft sigh and leaned down, softly stroking the beasts’ head. “Trying to calm me down? I wish it was that simple to do” he mumbled softly.

As a pair of doggen opened the doors and motioned for Leethall to enter, he nodded shortly, staying completely silent as the cat waltzed into the office ahead of him. Leethall followed, still not saying a single word. If he did start talking, he’d end up mouthing off and just pile onto the shitload of trouble he was in. Better to keep his flap shut and just accept whatever came. It was a good decision, especially concerning the female that stood by the king’s side. Breathtaking, especially for a half-breed and the red ruby on her finger suited her. A good match to the king, who looked even more menacing than the stories claimed. Despite the blindness of his king, Leethall bowed to both of them, keeping his head down and his mouth firmly shut while the cat sat by his left leg, as still as anything as it looked towards the king and queen of the race. Leethall didn’t want to offend and this was how he would go about that. With his head down and his jaw clenched as he received judgment.

Wrath: I saw Leethall coming into the study to receive the punishment for what he did to the clinic and going to hunt for lessers without permission. Leethall also had an attitude about him.  I breathed through my nostrils pretty heavily. Beth was rubbing my back keeping me calm.

“Leethall I’m going to cut to the chase. You’re hereby prohibited from hunting in the streets and you’ll serve three months at Zero Sum serving tables until you can learn some way to control your anger. I’ll be speaking with Trez and ask him to keep an eye on you and access your attitude. You will also be joining the training program effective immediately. Do you have any questions?”

Beth: *Wrath was quick and to the point and brash. I inwardly sighed. Scribe love him.* We would encourage you to really consider what we’re offering you. You need the training and the backup. Besides the alternative … would be unpleasant, to say the least. You will have a full free room and board here in the manse. We have plenty of space and … it would give you an unexpected opportunity to get to know Rhage and Mary.

I know this is a lot coming your way but think of it as a sort of latitude to get out your anger in a safe environment and learn how to destroy our enemy. Most of all you will not be out on your own anymore. We protect our family.

*I could clearly see the skepticism in his face and his anger so I pulled out the big guns.* Think about your mahmen … would she have wanted this for you? Truly? I can’t imagine a mahmen wanted her son out in the world alone and fighting with little skills when he could instead learn from the best and be protected all day here at the manse and most of all have /support/.

*I’d hope that keeping here inside the manse instead of the bunker would help out his relationship with Rhage. It was pretty low to pull the mahmen card but after learning he is Rhage’s son … he was family and I’ll be damned if I didn’t do everything in my power to keep him as safe as possible. I can play dirty.*

Leethall: Leethall could feel the King’s powerful voice resonate in his head. Say what you will, but the male knew how to demand respect just by being present and once he started speaking, he’d make a snake-pit seem hospitable. Leethall was grateful the King didn’t waste time beating around the bush and was rather surprised by the seemingly mild punishment issued by the King.

Once prompted if he had any questions, he finally spoke up, while still keeping his head down. “No, my Lord,” he said while mentally preparing himself to get out of the room and head back into the medical suite and change into his regular clothes and leave as soon as the sun was gone. However, when the Queen spoke, Leethall could feel his freedom slipping further and further away. Being banned from fighting and waiting tables were one thing, but what she was explaining was chaining him down and trapping him in the one situation he didn’t want to be in.

He finally lifted his head and looked to the royal pair, chaining his temper down completely. “With all due respect, my Queen” He stopped and thought of his next sentence carefully, considering the fact he was already trying to back out of his own punishment. “I’ve hardly earned any sort of protection, so I would much prefer death,” he said, making sure he was polite and not making demands, though that would surely be a shortcut to the death he would want.

As soon as the Queen continued, she brought up the one weakness Leethall had. His late mahmen and her wishes in regard to him and his current fate. Damn, this lady did not kid around. A very good match for the no-bullshit attitude of the King. “She would much prefer this for me”, he answered leaving out the parts where she had requested he accepted a family if he ever was offered one. “She would want me to aid in protecting the race most effectively” he merely said and tightened his fists, keeping his feelings on a tight leash as he has ever since he was very young. “Very well… I accept my punishment fully, though I have one question. Once my probation is over and my training complete, will I be permitted to leave should I not wish to remain?” he asked and looked towards both the King and Queen, hoping this answer would at least be in his favor.

Beth: *My small triumph is quickly dispelled as Leethall asked his question. What exactly is the definition of training complete? In my own head, I thought that the trainees went into the program to perhaps one day be Brothers. Wrath would surely take in their attributes and endeavors into account just as he had with Qhuinn. It would take at least a couple of years …*

So be it. After the /official/ end of the training, you may leave us if you so choose. *Hopefully after spending time with the trainees and with the family … he’d change his mind. I know we have changed others. We’re family here and he’s a part of it whether he likes it or not. I smile sweetly and put my palm on Wrath’s shoulders and gives a little squeeze before he’s about to stake his own opinion on the matter and try to use the bulldozing etiquette he is fond of using with the Brothers. This deserved a female’s touch.*

Deal?

Leethall: Leethall listened to the Queen’s reply, noting she placed a hand on her hellren’s shoulder, possibly to tell him she would like this to be granted for her sake. A request the King was most likely going to grant given how much she obviously meant to him. He bowed towards the couple, showing them the adequate respect.

“In that case, I accept my punishment with no objections nor pleads,” he said. He pondered over the term ‘official’ used by the Queen but quickly decided not to put too much thought into it. For now, he’d need to settle into his new cage and just endure the torture it would be to have to play family with a group of people he, at his very core, never wanted to have anything to within any sense or form at all. But it couldn’t be helped, he needed to simply roll with this and just get it over with. Stiff upper lip and whatever other bullshit people told themselves to get through the hardships of life.

[beth-marklon]

Years later ...

Fast forwarding over ten years later to the current timeline.

[beth-marklon]

The Pain

*The pain was nothing I ever felt before … I felt like my bones breaking and my muscles stretching and tightening against my frame. It felt like thousands upon thousands of needles penetrating my skin in steady increments. I heard muffled sounds and shuffling of feet. Then suddenly I felt strong arms wrap around me … I felt safe and protected. I tried to look up to see who was holding me but the light was too bright. I only saw whiteness so I closed my eyes shut and tried to take a deep breath. I smelled Wrath, he held me tight to his chest and I felt the rumbling of his chest as he spoke to me or to someone … his words were garbled but his tone was frantic. Was he worried? Should I be worried? He said this was a natural transition … that everyone goes through it. Though he was always was very brief and succinct when it came to the details … perhaps he was hiding something? No, more like avoiding the entire detailed process of a vampire’s transition. I wonder why. Wonder could no long hold my attention as I felt another spasm in my joints. I moaned at the pain. God the pain. I slowly felt cold and distant … a saw a dim light ahead. What was happening? Where was Wrath? Eventually everything became clear and I saw a door.* “Don't open that little one.” *I heard a man’s deep resonating voice. I turned towards it. The figure was blurry and far away.* Where does it lead? *I asked.* “No where you need to be so soon, precious one.” *Why was he calling me pet names? No one ever did … at least not affectionately as he sounded. Then I felt warm liquid hit my mouth and just as quickly I felt starved. I touch my mouth to see blood smeared on my hand. I was catapulted back into my body where I felt warm and hot … I continue to suck at the rich thick wine and strangely heard a loud roar. But I paid no attention as I continue to fill my belly. I felt hands rubbing down my back reassuringly. I clutched at the strong body beneath me as I continue to drink. As I drank my fill, I stopped sucking and laid quietly for a few moments. I hoped that it was finally over … but then more pain came and everything went black again.*

[beth-marklon]

Premonition

*I open my eyes and felt rejuvenated like I’ve taken a month long vacation. Strange. I rubbed at my dry mouth, only to accidentally somehow nick myself. WTF? I touch a sharp tooth? My transition! Getting out of bed I run to the mirror to check and sure enough I had fangs but why was I so blurry? I take my contacts out to rinse out only to discover I could see better. Wow, who knew vampirism could beat out ever needing laser eye surgery? I started laughing. Only to be startled by a cough. Turning towards the door I spy #Wrath.* Hey. *It was all I could say considering I suddenly realized that I couldn’t remember the previous night at all.*

“How do you feel?” he asked tentatively. He was distant from me.

I feel good, great actually … like I can run a marathon. And for some reason could really go for bacon and chocolate right now. *I said, thinking to myself what a strange combination.* How are you? *I walk towards him intending on giving him a hug and kiss but he stepped away from me.*

“I’m fine. #Fritz is bringing you first meal now. I contacted #Saxton to go over your estate and finances that you inherited from #Darius. He’ll give you the keys this place and you can move in as soon as you want. The doggen can help you move in all your stuff.” *He stated as slowly backed into the main room.*

Oh ok. *I was wondering where this was going. I thought #Wrath might be around to move me in. Wait. He kept saying ‘he’ or me not 'we’ or 'I’. Fuck me.* I wanted to be sure.* So it’ll just me me here in this huge mansion by myself?

“No.”

*Oh thank God! I thought.*

“#Fritz will remain here to be your doggen and guide into the world.” *He clarified.* “I also provided him a list of males from the Glymera who would be honored to provide sustenance to a daughter of a princeps.” *He said through gritted teeth as if he didn’t like that idea.*

Oh. Ok. *It’s all I could say as I realized that he was leaving me. He said before that it was only until my transition and that he be leaving me in safe keeping to another. I thought we had a connection. But stupid me … I forgot that men are idiots … in any species. Wham bam thank you ma'me. Two nights of sex. Shit my chest hurt.* Um, thank you … for um … everything. *I lamely said as I watch him pick up this leather jacket and go up the stairs to the main house. As I slowly followed him … I wonder how the hell was I going to feed from some other guy. But I didn’t have time to contemplate on it much when I was suddenly squeezed of breath as he hugged me.*

“Be careful lee … uh … Beth … Elizabeth. #Fritz has my number should you need anything.” He said as I could have sworn he smelled the top of my head. But by then I didn’t or couldn’t notice as a tear was running down my face as I knew I would never be the same again. Not because now I was a vampire but because I realized in that moment … I had somehow fallen in love with him … and he didn’t feel the same way. I was just an obligation. My heart was breaking as he walked straight out the door without looking back and slammed the door …*

{{BANG!}}

*I woke up in a jolt looking around my bedroom?* What the hell?! *I see #Boo pawing at a book that must have fell from my side table and woke me up. I quickly checked my teeth, blunt. I’m still human. Fuck! Had that been a dream? I looked at my clock 5pm. I slept the whole day after #Wrath left.

My chest hurt. Why did that feel so real? A premonition maybe … of what’s to come? Maybe my subconscious trying to tell me to stop my wishful thinking. There’s no way a vampire, last pure blood vampire King, would want me. I’m sure the Glymera had tons of beautiful females vying for his attention. He was honoring my father’s last request … that’s all. I need to remember that. I need to stop thinking that this is some kind of relationship.

Wiping my tear stained face … I started to go to the bathroom to take a shower when all of a sudden a piercing pain shoots through me … making me collapse to the floor.* Fuck! *The pain is excruciating. Damn, I must be transitioning now. Damn it. I tried crawling slowly across my floor trying to get to my cell phone I left on the kitchen counter to charge … I painstakingly try to use my upper body strength to drag myself across … but then I black out from the pain.*

[beth-marklon]

The Visit Part 3

*As I came down from my high, I heard a soft thump of leathers hitting the floor along with his shitkickers. I sighed as I wait impatiently for him to join me. I heard a low purr vibrating against me as he kissed me up my body, stopping to circle his tongue slowly around my stiff nipple making me shudder. His large warm body covered mine like a large blanket, as he lean down to give me a kiss as he entered me excruciatingly slow. My body adjusting to his large girth but I was so slick with arousal as he entered me in a slow glide that I felt every ridge sending euphoria to my senses.

“Fuck … so damn tight.” *He growled, but I could barely register his comment as he drove me closer to another orgasm as he pulled out, touching every nerve I never knew I even had. As he continued with steady thrusts, all I could do was hold on tight, my fingers digging into his forearms. The anticipation growing more and more into what I now considered heaven every time he was inside me. I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t think, I could barely breath … all I could do is feel as he drove me higher and higher. Then he started speaking in another language … it sounded European, slightly Hungarian. His whole body started to shake as he was getting closer to his own release. As he buried his face into my hair above me, I suddenly had this odd urge … and I went for it and bite into his neck as I peaked. I heard what I thought was a roar as I felt warm cum spurt inside me.

Damn, we forgot the condom again, just as I was about to have that dreaded conversation about condoms and safety, a cell phone rang interrupting our bliss. #Wrath started cursing and hesitantly pulled out of me, making me feel oddly empty and bereft. I was still floating with endorphins as I pulled my blanket up to cover myself as I watched him get dressed back into his leathers and jacket.

“You’re change is coming soon, Beth. You need to come to eight sixteen Wallace Avenue tomorrow morning. I’m sorry, but I need to go, I’m late to meet the Brothers.” He said quickly as he kissed my forehead. As he heads towards the sliding door, he open the bathroom door to allow #Boo out and then disappeared into the night. #Boo jumped in bed with me as I wondered yet again what it was going to be like during my transition and again about where this was going with #Wrath. Sighing, as #Boo snuggled with me, I fell into a peaceful sleep.* 

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The Visit Part 2

*I felt his lips on mine as he licked them open. He tasted of male and chocolate. Delicious, I thought as we swirled our tongues together. My hands reached under his shirt to the hard panes of his abs, tight ropes of muscles. I lightly scratched downward unto his pelvis dangerously close to where I knew he wanted my hands to be, I grinned as heard his drawn out groan.* "Careful, female." *His chest was like stone beneath my palms, his stomach a hard slab of muscle against my own. When he sucked in a sharp breath, my nipples tightened beneath my t-shirt, stimulated by the expansion of his chest. I softly laughed.* Mmmm, a big male like yourself can't handle little ole' me. *I smirked.* "Oh, I can handle you, true?" *He growled as he grabbed my breasts from under my t-shirt, lifted it off and licked the already hard nipples into his warm mouth. I moaned as he cupped my breasts and rolled my nipples between his fingers.* "I've been thinking about getting inside this wet cunt of yours again since the last time." *He emphasized his point as he pushed me back onto the futon and quickly positioned himself between my legs as I shamelessly let them fall open. I was so aroused and flush with fever. "You're were so wet, plush and pink, very soft and very snug." *He growled as he ripped off my panties like paper. Oh God, I felt as I was about to combust if he didn't get me off soon. My back bowed as I clenched around his fingers. The male had talented fingers, confident, skilled, taking what he wanted. He continued to thrust gently inside me while sucking on my oversensitive nipples. I was mindless with need to release.* Please *I started to quietly beg.* "Hush." *He whispered as I started to pant watching his face flush with contained lust. He began to kiss up from my breast to my collarbone to my neck. My sex tighten around his stroking fingers as he kept coaxing me.* "Cum for me. You're going to cum for me, true?" *My hands clenched the bed sheets as I was brink of orgasm and then he kissed my neck sending shivers down low into my body and then suddenly his very sharp teeth dragged up the side of my neck. Then he began sucking gently against my skin in a steady rhythm. Euphoria engulfed me as I came in a satisfying cry, my gaze went black as his continued to pump his fingers as I heard him chuckle in masculine satisfaction.* ... to be continued ... again ...

[beth-marklon]

The Visit Part 1

*#Boo and I continued our internet search when suddenly he jumped out of my lap and headed toward the sliding glass door and began to meow. I wondered if he was looking for the neighbor Mrs. Di Gio’s tabby cat again. But as I got closer to the glass and noticed the large bulking figure ... I knew it was #Wrath. Quickly pulling down and fixing my tee and shorts I opened the glass partition.* Hi. *I said feeling remarkably relieved to see this man ... er ... male.”

“Beth” *He seemed to purr. #Boo jumped right into his arms and starting to mimic #Wrath and purr as well. Seems to me my cat preferred #Wrath over me. The traitor. “May I come in?” *He asked.*

Of course. *I moved to the side so he could enter, wondering why he didn’t just use the front door. I closed the glass door and turned around slowly wondering if he came to apologize for the cancelled date. I finally had a good look at what he was wearing once he came inside the apartment. Sunglasses with a leather duster over a black tank, leather pants and shitkickers. I wondered about the leather pants ... seemed unusual for a biker guy and it was pretty hot in Caldwell. As my perusal of his form from head to feet and back up ... I noticed that a certain area was noticeable more tight then when I started. I blushed and turned my head.*

“Grrrrrr.” *At the low growling noise, I turned back to see #Wrath’s smile.* “I like the way you were looking at me, female. Like what you see?” *He asked.

Blushing even more and I refused to respond and instead asked.* Why are you here #Wrath? *I watched as he continue to pet #Boo and I could feel the intense stare behind the sunglasses.*

“I wanted to see you before I went out tonight with my Brothers to check up on you. I don’t have much time.” *Brothers? There were more like him, God help the women of Caldwell if they all tall, built, gorgeous and exuded this power and sexiness that #Wrath had. Then I started to remember the last time he was here and getting aroused at the thought of that night where I orgasm for the first time. Instantaneously, Wrath took a deep breath and growled even louder than before. Immediately #Boo dropped from this arms and went to the bathroom and somehow closed the door? What the hell? But suddenly I wasn’t worried about the door as I saw #Wrath stalked slowly towards me. I could almost feel the heat from his body as he stopped an inch away.* “Mmmmm, maybe I could make some time before I leave.”

Yes, please. *The breathless words slipped from my mouth without a conscious thought as #Wrath smirked and lowered his head to kiss me.*

... to be continued ...

[beth-marklon]

Questions

*I sat in my room feeling sorry for myself. Why? Because #Wrath cancelled our date. He said something came up. But why do I feel disappointed? I barely knew the man, wait … male. It didn’t make any sense at all. I woke up this morning feeling so tired. I wonder if I was coming down with a cold. #Boo jumped on the futon and snuggled in my lap as I was researching vampires on my laptop. Almost as if he knew I needed comfort. Thank goodness, for #Boo. My one reliable constant in my life. I could always depend on him to be there for me. 

Damn it, I think i’m losing my mind here … this is crazy trying to research vampires on the world wide web when technically no body even believes that they exist. I’m not even sure if any of its fact or fiction. #Wrath did mention that they do not in fact feed from humans, but instead from their own kind and preferably of the opposite sex. Though he didn’t provide too much details. Why do I not like the idea of #Wrath feeding from another female? Which was ridiculous since he wasn’t even mine. But why was the thought of him at my neck sent shivers throughout my body for some reason? You would think that would not be arousing. And yet, it was for some unknown reason I could not fathom.

Sighing, I continue to surf the internet for #DariusMarklon, the name #Fritz gave me earlier that was my supposed father. I still couldn’t believe that he knew me. All this time. My heart ached to know that he had already died, losing my chance to know one of my parents. But I wasn’t all that surprised. I’ve always been unlucky. But of course, nothing came up. Why? It’s like he doesn’t exist and since #Wrath really didn’t have a last name. He was like Madonna or Bono. I mean he couldn’t mean his name was #Wrath Wrath. Both first and last, could he? I laughed to myself. What did I know about vampires and their names? 

Maybe #Wrath was wrong and I’m won’t transition into a vampire. How would he know anyway? It’s a 50/50 shot, right? But again, knowing my luck … I would suffer the painful pitfalls of a vampire transitioning that he briefly described. I might as well quit the newspaper since I wasn’t even sure I can go out in sunlight. How would I pay for the apartment? I guess I would have to find a night job, right? Could I even live in my apartment with the windows? #Wrath didn’t go into many details. What am I going to do with my life?*

[beth-marklon]

Silly Thoughts

*As Fritz drives me back to my apartment so I can change, I think about our conversation. Was I really only an obligation to Wrath? Fritz explained how my father was very close to him and had requested that he be the one to see me through my transition, but why him specifically? Surely, my father knew others who wouldn’t see it as a debt to be owed. But then again, what did I know about the “vampire world” that I was joining? Up until a few days ago, I thought I was human until Wrath came to my door. 

That night stills make me blush, the things he could do to me that no one has ever been able to do. I felt aroused just thinking about it. Stop. I chided myself. This is pointless. I need to stop thinking that this is a relationship. Its not. Not really. Though I still wonder why Wrath asked me over for dinner. Maybe I read to much into this. He may just want to give me more information about the transition, what to expect and how to prepare. That’s probably it. Sighing, I tried to put the silly thoughts away of happily ever after away in a box buried deep in my mind, not to be opened again. There was absolutely no point in dreaming. I had no such luck. All my life, I had to struggle to find my place in this world. As I tried to find a family but never could and eventually aged out of the system. Tried to find a job that I loved that gave me purpose where I was respected and appreciated for my efforts. Why would it be any different as a vampire?*

[beth-marklon]

Dress Shopping

*Fritz picked me up in the Mercedes to take me dress shopping and while looking through the racks I casually asked him if he knew my father.* “Oh yes Mistress. Your father is greatly admired and he was so proud of you.” *I started to protest stating that how could be proud when he didn’t even know me. But then Fritz started to ramble off all the names of the foster homes I had been to and some of the achievements through school, even my scholarship. I still my movements as my heart starts to pound. He knew me? Why did he never come for me as I had constantly day dreamed? He continued through college and paper and then started to slow.* “He had hoped that he could spare you this transition, he had hoped to protect you from this world and live a normal human life …” *Fritz started to trail off as he handed me a handkerchief. I was surprised to find that I had tears.* “He was so proud of you, he wouldn’t go to sleep without reading what you wrote in the paper, every morning. He loved you very much.” *As I wipe my tears from my face, I feel my heart starting to mend from the years of heartache I experienced without the love of my parents. I asked tentatively.* How did he feel about Wrath? *I wonder if he would approve of him. Fritz started to beam.* “Oh, he cared deeply for Wrath, as all the brothers. But he felt especially fond of Wrath, his closest friend. He had hoped that Wrath would honor his last request to see you through your transition.” *My heart started to ripple apart again in disappointment, so Wrath was only here to honor a last wish, nothing more. It had nothing to do with me. I should have known. Why would he have any interest in me or a relationship afterwards? I made no comment as I finally decided on a black wrap dress. I still wondered why he asked for this date if he was only here to see me through my transition. I promised myself to not think of this as more than it is.*

[beth-marklon]

Last Night (original post dat 05/17/2015)

*Sitting at my desk editing some else’s byline, again … was beginning to really get on my nerves. Dick will never let me headline a news story. It was such a boy’s club that I wonder why I still work here. Oh yea, rent, food and of course Boo. I wonder what Wrath is doing now? The tenderness was still there so I know it wasn’t a dream but still … I wondered. Why did Butch send someone like him to watch over me? I mean I doubt he meant for us to sleep together. I giggled to myself. But I’m glad it happened it was a nice change from all the the loneliness. Thank God for Boo. Boo also seemed to really like Wrath so maybe I should trust his instincts. The phone rings and I see that is from the number Wrath made me memorize. I smile as I begin to have thoughts in my mind about last night. It was so different than any other time I’ve had with a man that in the past it made me wonder if preferred woman, but last night the question had been laid to rest. Buried good and hard. I laughed at myself.*

*Wrath had requested a date this weekend and Fritz wanted to take me dress shopping tomorrow before hand. I was hoping for round two as I felt my cheeks warm, but we need to talk about safe sex and about my dad. My father, I still couldn’t believe it.*