Floating in the Black (The light)

(Then there came light)

As I float in the vastness of the black. I do see that there are miniature speckles of light. Though occurred to me that I may be in space.

“That is crazy. There is no air in space and clearly I am breathing.”

“Are you?”

“Am I what? Breathing. Yes I can feel my chest rising and falling.”

“That is just sensory memory.”

“So, I am not breathing?” I whispered.

“That is correct. You have traveled to a dimension that you apparently like immensely.”

“Excuse me? Liked is not what I would describe my experience of my life.”

“Interesting. Then why did you not return to the set time and place for departure? You were to return four years prior.”

“Four years? Where was I supposed to return to?”

“Interesting.”

“Would you stop with the interesting. That is not helping.”

While I felt myself about to loose my shit. I see a bright light come towards me. It was small and kept increasing in size.

“What is going on?”

There was no more voice answering me and before I knew what was happening, a strang thingy was flying before my eyes. Everything was out of focus. The light was starting to give me a headache and what ever was before my eyes would not stop moving.

“Oh, hooray your back. Thank you marcus.”

‘Who is talking and who is Marcus?’ I thought.

I was able to move and the room was able to move with me.

“Oh goodness get her a unit. The contents of her meal will evacute her system in 3,2,1—“

The contents did evacuate my system and I just wanted to die.

My vision was clearing and I see where some of the bright light was coming from. there was a wasp with a light shooting out of its chest and into my eye’s. I was about to swat it. when my hand was held by another hand?

“Oh, no,no,no. Please do not destroy the medical personel.”

“The what?”

“Oh I knew you were going to be worse than the last time. They are medical personnel that were assisting with taking care of you.”

I look towards the voice. It was a man or woman who stood next to me. “Who are you?

“I am more of a what, than a who.”

“Who are you. I am Emma. Your personal assistant.”

That sounds a lot like a who?

“Please forgive me. I am an artifiacial intelligent android.”

“Android. I know what that is.”

“Good, then all is not loss.” The android said as it walked towards me with a slight sway. It was more graceful than I was and It made me wonder more at what kind of predicament I was in.

“What year are we in?’

“The year is 2325. We are under One rule and the rule is called Sterk. We are a scientific society and the one thrives one information to better our society.”

“Alright.” the flying things that swirled around me went to the android and flashed a series of lights at it.

“Physically you are unharmed. Mentally you have damage a considerate amount of grey and white matter.”

“There saying I have brain damage?”

“That is correct. It is estimated that we can wait for a monu for you to recover or we can attached the cent and speed up the process.”

“Monu?”

“It would be considered a month in the dimension you were in and before you ask cent is an insect like creature that attaches to the spine and inject venom that stimulate brain matter to heal.”

“That sounds sick and painful. I’ll wait a month.”

(You Would) I heard the voice and I turn to my left and I can see where it came from.

(Do not speak. I am in your mind and we can converse this way.)

(Who are you?”)

(I am the Black)

{How are you liking my trip through a dimension? Let me know. Until next time}

Floating in the Black. (pt 1 No Body)

(The black moves and surrounds you. The black has a voice, that offers choices. Finally the black knows all. Annette Porter the manager of a medical office that was created to heal the masses that are willing to try experimental treatment.
This job was not what she thought it would when she answered the advertisement. Tired, disgruntled and trapped in a life and career she never truly wanted. She agreed to go to the holiday party.
At the holiday party she was s in need to use the facilities. She was shown 12 doors and only one was her destination. Or is it?)

(From birth we emerge from the black only to die and return to the black. In between is movement)

The house that was rented to celebrate the holiday Christmas party was more than what was required. There was three floors that held a right and left wing. The front door was something out of the imagination of a carpenter in medieval times. It stood over ten feet tall. Who were they expecting and what medical disorder did they have that made them grow so tall?

There were also the ivory pillars and the circular driveway that also led to the garden that the estate was on. Yes you heard me, estate. Our office party coordinator wanted to have the holiday party out where no one and I mean no one would have wanted. I see all the smiles and glances of the items that they were fearful to touch.

There were also the mumblings. “How could they afford this when we had to for fit our raises this year?”

Yeah this was a three day old meatball crap storm just waiting to drop.

“I want to welcome all of you to the Rory Manor. The Kimble’s have graciously allowed us to have a party on their estate, free of charge. I would like all of you to show them  appreciation by clapping for our host.”

Ah the Kimble’s. Now things were beginning to fall into place. The Kimble’s were one of the richest families in the whole United States. They own the company M-C Life. They created and fabricated vaccines in large quantities very quickly. They have been trying to get our small company to try their experimental drug, zint.

(Zint is supposed to reverse the sign of damage to the brain after trauma.)

 I decided that it was time for me to leave the festivities.

“Are you going so soon, Annette?”

“I do not agree with this. They are wining and dining us until they can catch us with our pants down. I’m going to use the bathroom and make my way out of here.” I said to Mitchel, our office finance officer, as I walked up to the second landing looking for the bathroom.

What I came up against is 12 doors. All were closed and none said bathroom on it.

‘Figures.”

“Can I help you?” a voice that was the typical one you would hear come out of a butler in a black and white old movie.

I turned to find exactly what I thought.

“I need to use the bathroom. Can you point it out please?”

He looked a little annoyed and yet I did not care.

“Go straight to the last door on the right. Do not open any of the others. Keep on the path and you will be at your destination.”

Really, destinations. I shook my head and went straight down the hall to the last door on the right. The bathroom was beautiful. Model lighting, marble counter top. The soft hue of coral with hints of gold everywhere. It was out of a dream.

I took a deep breath in and the air had a subtle hint of sweet vanilla and almond. I went to handle my business and once I was done the toilet flushed and the water faucet turned on. this is the moment I gave a look of awe at what rich people would pay for. I went to wash my hands and noticed in the mirror I looked tired.

It was not the two fine lines of crow’s feet or the one line that was starting to appear on my forehead. It was my eyes itself. They looked like my mom’s after working an all-nighter at the nursing home. A tear threaten to escape. This was not the life I wanted. I wanted to travel and see things.

Instead I baby sit people who seem to think that the office will fall apart if they were let go, so they do as they wish. I went and dried my hands and left the bathroom. I pulled the door closed and the door next to it creaked open. I did not care. I wanted out of the estate. So as I walked past the door and  pulled the knob to close it. Only to be abruptly  sucked into, into— the black.

There was no floor or walls. I should feel as if I was falling but what I felt was that I am there. Just there. Not up or down. What pulled me in has no hold. I can breath. But when I breath out, I do not hear a sound.

“You are in the black.” A voice said. It came from all over.

“You have been chosen to experience several lives, on several different planes of existence.”

I had to have fallen and hit my head. I will wake up in a hospital, with an IV in my arm and a nurse that looks as if I am wasting her time.

“You are not where you once were and you are not who you once were.”

‘Why me?’ I thought

“You will discover the answer to the why.”

‘Can I go home?’ 

“Depends?” 

“Depends on what?”

“You Annette Porter. Your choices will lead you.”

‘Lead me home?’

The voice was silent and I knew the answer.

‘Will I just stay here?’

“Time is minute and you will soon arrive to your life.”

“Excuse me? I am living correct?

“The shell is gone, yet your conscious lives on. Prepare for your beginning Annette Porter.”

Fear creeps in and I feel as if I was on the verge of a super nova of emptions. I do not have a body. I look at my hands and I feel them rise but I see nothing.

I have no body and all I see is the black.

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Thoughts that Run. Adult

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Hello my fire starters and being that this is the beginning of the week it may seem that this train of thought is unusual. Never the less it is there and I need to purge it from my mind so I can have it filled with other thoughts.

Here it is the beginning of the week and my eye roam over a sight that I have seen a million times. Normally I would see it and a slight stir at best may happen. But tonight something else happens.

The sight triggers a memory, that triggers other sensory issues. What am I looking at? A back that is broad and muscular that goes down to the most delious ass.

Wearing a cologne that illicit a response that I did not think would happen. Since it’s been a while since it has. The slight tightening that kegel exercise can not mimic. If I were a male I would be at attention. He turns and what catches my eye.

Was it those treacherous nipples that stand at attention taunting me. No. It was the way the waist of his shorts hung low. Showing that dip that leads to what my occupied exisistance wants.

He laid next to me unknowing what I was thinking and that it put a smile on my face. He did not know that I was playing so many scenarios of adulterated delights.

“Are you coming to bed soon?” He asked as he streached out. Eyes againg going over a body that I have put to memory.

He caught my covert looks and he lifted a leg. Yes I remember that move and I recall what is to come next.

“I’m cumming to bed now.” I told him. He knew what I meant and especially what I want.

{B.I.R. Conterie} Do you bleed pt 6

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I had what I came for in my hand and two blood bags along with it. Why would he make me take his blood with me? He had a twisted mind and I felt sorry for the both of them.

“Get in the back you two and if I think you would try anything I will drain you until you are both close to death.”

“Louisa stop crying now. I am alright. But you have to tell me what you gotten us into.”

Louisa looked at the mirror in the front, to seel if Jacqueline was looking as well.

“I do not have to look at you. I can hear the beating of a flies wings a hundread miles away. So you might as well tell your bother what you have done to forfeit both your lives.”

She burst out crying again and her brother looked at me as if he could kill me he would.

“Shh and tell me.”

“I was working at the office and I recieved this envelope adress to me from a Mathew St.John.”

“Oh man he really took this bible name thing to heart.’ Jacqueline thought.

“So I opened it and it said that he was a long lost relative that will save your life. But I had to meet him at the tunnel and he will explain. So I did as he said because I thought you were in trouble.

He told me that he wanted to contact an old aquaitance and she will save you.”

“It sounded like he set this whole thing up Louisa.”

“No he said that a message was sent out that a jewel could be found by a map and that he held the map. So they were to kill his living descendants to get him out of hiding.”

“So why her? He seems to be stronger than her.” He asked

“He said that she wanted it more than anyone and she will not allow us to die. But he did not say anything else.”

She cried more into her brother’s chest as Jacqueline mulled over the information. He thinks he will not allow them to die. She has changed and their lives meant nothing to her. But her life does.

“I am going to take you somewhere that is safe. I need to get a few things and if what you say is true, the both of you are targets that I have to hide.”

“I want you to let us out of here. We can take care of our selves.”

She stopped the car on the road and looked at them both.

“Get out then. This time when they capture you and drain you to death I will not rescue you. They will probably torture your sister first so you can tell them that I have the map but that will not help but only speed what was planed for the both of you anyway.”

“So we have to trust you?”

“No. I would have killed you. But I will keep you breathing for as long as I can. If you get yourself killed then it is not my fault and that is one less family member I will have to look after. After all you are both young enough to have children. Only one needs to live.”

They both looked at her with shock from her bluntness.

“Well are you leaving?”

“They did not move and that was enough of there demands she will tolerate.

“This is how it is. You listen and follow my orders. Do not order me because I do not follow orders. Try me and I will hurt you without shedding a tear. Now keep quiet and come to terms with your new life. I have to drive.”

Fia has been at it again!

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Hello my fire starters. I want to announce that I have started a second blog called Solving Secrets by P. Du Sang. This site is for my mystery lovers and those who do not favor fantasy so much.

It is a series that I am developing that will have giveaways and hopefully a more inter active feel to it. So you guessed it Fia is also P. Du Sang. Pop over there for my introduction.

As for my fantasy lovers fia still is burning to give it to you. The TCOD will resume and the BIR will continue. I will be removing my Slow burn for now .

Other news is that I am in the middle of my first revision of the fiction story I written for nano wrimo.

Until next we meet Stay safe and keep those fires lit. Fia xoxox

{B.I.R. Conterie} Do you bleed pt 5

I love quiet. The sound of the engine is all I need to hear to keep me in a tranquil state. No I have him sitting next to me fidgetting. I tried my best to ignore him but as human beings are so irritatingly obvious when they need to talk. I decided to break my silence.

“Are you feeling better?”

“Yes thank you.”

“Go ahead ask the question.”

He sat there contemplating was it a good idea to ask, what ever it is that was in his crowded head.

“How is it that I had an allergic reaction to latex, when the last thing I remember was I was at a restaurant with a couple of potential clients?”

“Mmm that is where they picked him up.’

“I found you at Moritzio place. They were on the verge of feasting on you.”

“Excuse me?”

“Yes you were laid out on the table in your underclothes and they were about to eat.”

I never see a face turn that shade of green before.”

“How did Louisa get involved in all of this.”

“She put up a cryptic message on the v-web. No one bit. I figure it was because they could not decipher the old tongue. She promise to give me something that I have been searching for in exchange for you. Alive.”

He took a deep breath before he spoke again.

“So your one of them?”

I thought it was funny how the human world throw the word vampire around like it was the best thing to be created but when coming face to face with one they could never say the word.

“I am a non breather. Is that easier for you to say?”

“I can say vampire.”

“Ahh so your balls finally dropped. Good for you. We are coming up to the turn. Let me tell you something and I want you to understand I mean it when I say. I will slit, drip, and hang you dry if she does not have what she agreed on. You got that?”

He nodded his head and I can start to smell the fear build.

I turned into an abandon railway and drove far enough to get cover. I stopped the car and seen her standing there further inside. A little to far.

“Your girl is going to try to kill me. Bad move.”

“She’s not my girl. She’s my sister.”

“Too bad I have to leave a mark on that skin of hers. Get out.”

He looked at me as if he was pleading but he did as he was told.

“I have him. Do you have what I want?”

“Yes. Ronnie are you alright?”

‘Ronnie hugh?’

“Your brother is fine. Now come to me with it or I will kill him as he stands.”

She licked her lips nervously and walked towards me slowly.

I heard the movement that only the dead could make. I grabbed Ronnie by the throat and I heard her call out “NO”.

“Who is there in the shadows. Come forward.”

The laughter preceded the body. I knew the laugh, I knew the man.”

“Hello Jacqueline, it’s been sometime, hasn’t it.”

“Not long at all Paul.”

“It is Mathew now.”

I shook my head only those who live as long as he would change his name to the apostles. Sick F–ck.

“Did you bring what I want?” I looked at the girl. She looked at Mathew and I knew she did not have it.

“Please,please,please don’t kill him. He should not been involved in this to begin with. It’s my fault.”

“Then his death will be just punishment.”

“Jacqueline let him go. I have the map to find it.”

“Why let him go?”

“These two are of my blood and I will kill you if you kill them.”

“I’m fast because I am old but he is faster and older.”

“Let me see it.”

He pulled it out of jacket pocket to show her. She let him go and his sister ran to him.

“Hand it over.”

Mathew walked towards her in a knew style. When you live as long as they do, they try to change certain aspects of themselves to kill the monotony.

He handed the paper over and grabbed her at the wrist with uncanny speed.

“I want you to take them with you to find it.”

“That was not the deal.”

“It is now and I dare you to defy me.”

She could not defy him. He was one of the elders and for him to be involved meant her life was null and void.

“What is this to you, Mathew?”

“Let’s just say. You will need those two more than you know.”

I hate cryptic talks but I hated being under anyone’s thumb even more.

“Fine” I mumbled

He leaned in and took a long sniff. “OB+ better stock up. They must return without your fangs in either of them.”

Tell that to the mouse, not to eat the cheese.

So the ball is really starting to roll. How are you enjoying it? Let me know. Keep the fire burning my fire starters.

{B.I.R. Conterie} Do you bleed pt 4

While he slept I thought about how things were set up to do the exchange. The sun is up and the grazers are all up doing what they do best, eat.

I tried to keep my mind off the increasing hunger. I knew that I had to stop off at Jim’s. He really was a desprit move for me. He was an incomplete ghoul. For some reason he never fully turned. He served a master for a century until he was murdered in his sleep.

Normally a ghoul would turn human again but it did not work. It was like his DNA was stuck in limbo. so he had no master but he had a penchant to try to pimp himself out as a hired ghoul.

His place looked like a dive with junk in the front of his shop that he calls antiques. I pulled around back where he had a closed in garage for our kind of business.

I made sure to scan the place before parking my car. The blood bag was sleeping still. Which is the perfect opportunity to get what I need.

I walked into his shop by the connecting door to have his rotted out teeth smile waiting for me.

“What can I do for you today? Do you need that body disposed of. I have a shredder in the upstairs bedroom.”

“Jim cool it. I need a bag of the exotic OB+. Do you have it?”

“OB+ is rare to come by. Some say it is so rare that you can get your self killed by having it on hand.”

“What’s with the speech? Do you have it or not?”

He looked at me straight while his left eye wandered right.

“Of course I got it but it will cost ya and no tabs. My supplier is getting antsy delivering it to me.”

I nodded and gave him the cash. He pulled out half a gallon of OB+. That’s all an undead would need to stay filled until the sun set. For some reason it’s like a super food to us.

“Can I ask where your gonna go with the blood bag?”

“None of your business Jim. Thanks for the pic me up.”

“You know I am here to serv–., to help you if you need me.”

There was the slip of the tongue. “Serve”. I do not have ghouls they are a permanent reminder of the mistake I made by choosing this existence.

“I’ll keep you in mind.”

That made his day by the look on his face. I should just kill him but he has been a vital part of our community and since he serviced his masters killing it would be a shame to end his life now.

I walked back to my car to be greeted by a partially awaken man.

“Hey what is going on?”

The blood loss would interfere with memory.

“Again I am taking you to someone who wants you back badly.”

“Yeah you told me that before. Is she here?”

He turned his head to quickly and he almost passed out.

“Relax, you will be with her within the hour.”

“He sat back as I pulled out of the garage. He started scratching a scab from and injection site. I was not hungry but I will not be able to hide his scent if he bled.

“Stop scratching.”

“My skin feel like it’s on fire.”

I looked over to see a rash starting to appear on him.

“Are you allergic to latex?”

“Yes, why?”

Shit I had to get him antihistamine quick. Nothing ever goes smoothly in this world.

“You were in a clinic where they had latex gloves. I need to get you some medicine fast.”

“Just get my epi pen from my bag.”

He looked for his bag and realized he did not have it.

“Where is my bag?”

“No clue, hang on. I’ll pull up to this clinic bus and get you what you need.”

The medical bus was a front for emergency help for our kind. I hope they have what I need.

“Hello can I help—“

“I need a epi pen quickly.”

“He’s bleeding. It smells so lovely.”

Hey, focus. Epi Pen, Now!”

She manage to get out of the haze to get what I asked for. I gave it to him to eject it into his thigh. My strength would send the needle to the bone.

“That will be 2 marks.”

I handed over the payment and drove off. I knew I just put myself on radar. I needed to unload him quickly. The sun will eventually set and I am pretty sure I will be summoned.

“I’m starving.”

“Yeah well you’ll eat soon, so just sit there silently and don’t scratch another scab off.” I said with annoyance.

She better have that jewel or I’ll end both of there lives.

Well another exert went well at least for us fire starters. Keep the fires burning and keep yourself occupied in this time of confinement. Let me know how your liking this story so far.

{B.I.R. Conterie} Do you bleed pt3

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It’s funny how no one ever thought on how the dead awakens. It never crossed my mind until I was one. It was like emerging from a pool of darkness. What drives you to awaken is the desire to feed.

We all awaken to eat but the hunger is ten fold. It sends a sharp signal to awaken to our brain, like shock therapy. I rose with a desire. Not only hunger. Because it would be a lie if I said I was not famished. I had a deal to keep and a body to recover.

I went into my speed shower stall and cleansed myself thoroughly. I manage to do every thing in record time. It was even impressive for an undead.

I got into my car and programmed it to get me back to Angelica’s. The sun was still up and I was not at my full copacity. So to save energy I will let modern day technology get me there.

The drive was not as fast as I would like. I had to keep to the speed limit since the living was all walking about. I felt every second go by as the sun sets.

Once the car stopped. I exited as quickly as I could. As I hoped every one was still in their death sleep. I went to the body. He was still sleeping and by the amount I let her take it will take him another day or to to recover his strength. I did not waste any time. I wraped him in a thin sheet and threw him over my shoulder.

I quickly left his room and managed to make it to the front of the building when I heard Angelica stirring. I made it out to my car and drove off. The sun was completly set and my cell phone rang nonstop.

“Hello.”

“Why did you take him?”

“I have to deliver him to my buyer. You told me what i needed to know and so I took him.”

“That is not how we work. You gave me a body to drain. You do not take it back.”

I felt the anger through the air wave.

“I gave you a taste as promised and now I must deliver him.”

“Who is the buyer?”

I could not tell her that there was no buyer but a deal that was struck.

“Sir Dumont.”

She was quiet for a while. A little to long.

“Did you fall into to death again Angelica?”

“Becareful. You do not know what you have done by just calling out that name. Do me a favor, never return.”

“Oh don’t act like that. I will bring you a body to drain within the week.”

“That one is speacial.”

“How?”

“Taste the blood. You will see. He must not be given to that butcher. He will taint the body.”

“What did she taste?

“I will see you with in the week.”

The phone went silent. She hung up and left me to my thoughts. I knew who and what he was. I just did not care. I wanted the jewel.

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I had been living at the mansion for three years and I had grown into a woman that all the men seem to desire. I did not desire anyone except Francois.

He was the perfect gentleman with me. I have heard of his escapades with the staff and I have heard of his appetite did not lean one way or the other.

It did not matter to me. I decided I was going to be his forever. On my twentieth or twenty-first birthday, I had decided I would wear a dress I had created just for him. I had seen it on a countess and I decided that was the dress that I would entice him to take me as his own.

That night the moon was full and Francois had held a celebration. I was not invited since I was the help but I made my way to his chambers and waited. It felt like an eternity. The noise died down and I heard when he entered his room.

“Why are you her?”

I mustered up my courage and told him.

“Francois I have decided that tonight on my birthday that I will give my self over to you completely.”

He walked passed me and looked out the window at the moon.

“You do not know what you are saying. You are too young and I am too old. I want you to leave in the morning and find your way else where. You have lived under my care for too long and I can not hold on too much longer.”

The tears fell. Only a young inexperience female would cry and that I was.

“I do not want to leave. Is there something wrong?”

He turned to me with eyes of blood red and glisening teeth that would peirce your soul.

“What are you?”

“You know what I am. Do you still want to give your self to me? You will never be as you are now. You will feel you heart beat no more to be by my side. You must choose. Tonight is the last night you will have this choice.”

I did not know what precisely made me choose him. Was it love or lust. Was it security? I can not remember but I chose him and I chose death.

As he took me in ways that I never ever felt before I seen a vision of a jewel. It was deep purple with blue. After that I could not remember the rest of my death. I was told I was out of my mind for twenty days and within that time I killed the staff and most of the animals.

Once I emerged from the haze Francois informed me of what I had done and I mourned their deaths incessantly. But the hunger came over me and I needed to feed. The mourn was short lived.

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“Mmmm.”

“Are you waking? Good I have to deliver you at least concious.”

“Where am I?”

“Your in my car and I am taking you to the mark.”

“The mark?”

“Someone wanted you back so badly that they would bargin anything to get you.”

“Louisa.” He said as he passed out into oblivian.

“He was correct. Louisa wanted him and I want the jewel. We all want something. Don’t we.

Hello firefly’s how are the flames going. Here is another part the vampire story. Please let me know how you are liking it. Give it a star and comment. Would love to chat. Until next we burn.

{B.I.R. Conterie} Do you bleed pt 2.5

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“Is that your natural completion or have you lost blood recently?”

This odd looking man with a glittering chain asked me.

“Pardon?”

“Are you always this fair in color?”

“I suppose.”

“Either it’s a yes or a no. I do loath the indecisiveness of today.”

I was starting to get annoyed and my patience with him was almost at it limit. But I still had manners and decided to use them.

“Can you please tell me how far I am to the next town, Sir?”

“Are you lost?”

“No I am looking for work and I seemed to have fallen asleep.”

The odd man looked around the clearing and looked back at me.

“Are you not scared that someone would take advantage of you? It is clear that you are alone and do not seem strong enough to defend yourself.”

“Sorry for wasting your time. I will continue on my path. Good day, Monsieur”

He seemed pleasantly amused. I stood up a scraped my elbow on a piece of bark that was jutting out. It was a small scape yet the odd man captured my arm and wrapped a scarf around it as a bandage. Little did I know he sampled my blood in the process?

“Oh mon chéri, you are a lioness, hidden in a cub’s body.”

I was finally at my limit and I did not have anyone to answer to other than myself.

“I am no lioness. I am just a person who is looking for employment in the next town. I will now leave. Good day”

He stood there and smiled with the jewel twinkling capturing nonexistent light in the dense forest.

“Are you good with cows and chickens?”

“I am.”

“Good. Go down the path you will see a crossroad. Take the path on the left. It will lead you to my home. Ask for Allegra. She will assign you a place to sleep and tell you what must be done. We will talk about your pay when I return.”

I should have turned him down but I was desperate and I needed to work.

“Monsieur???, what is the name I must address you by?”

“When we are informal you can address me as Francois. With company it is Francois de Montmorency-Bouteville.”

I caught my breath when I realize who I was speaking to. I knew I looked a mess but I curtseyed and accepted the offer.

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You would think people with this modern technology would learn to master driving. That thought made me smile. People really never mastered anything anymore. They just learn enough to get by. The sun is almost fully up, I made it to my home in just short of burning myself alive.

The door opened automatically due to the electronic system I installed. Yes I installed it. It’s amazing the knowledge you acquire when you drink warm blood.

I can build a home, a car and many other things from scratch. My appetite was immense in my youth. I went into my temperature controlled and sun omitted room. I slept on a bed made of down. Habits are hard to break.

I will wake before sunset and get back to the body. That should give me time to get it out of there and to the person who wanted it back so badly.

I did not bother to change, I was too tired and I pushed myself too far. The bed was a welcomed comfort. I fell into death and I dreamt of it. The jewel.

Fire starters how are you enjoying it so far let me in on those thought will you. Until next we burn. (I do not own the picture)

{B.I R. Coterie} Do you bleed pt 2

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Leaving that closed in space of Angelica place, was something to be grateful for. Except if I wasn’t so picky I would have bed down inside for the day. My arms feel exactly what they are. Appendages on a walking corpse.

As the sun climbs higher I feel the weight of my bones. The fabric irritates my thin skin and the once an hour thump from my shriveled heart is like a base drum that was crashed into.

I hear the start of people waking and doing a number of things to their bodies. I hear three children crying for their mothers nip. I hear a whispered call to a hidden lover as the present lover is ablivious to it.

One thing about death, it has perks. I finally made it to my dark beauty. My Lamborghinis. She drives as if she had no engine. Quiet and quick. I sat inside and sped off down the roads before I stupidly damage my self with the sun.

“Why did I say I keep him alive?” I said to myself. I knew why because Gage asked me. the only living soul who has a trace of my blood flowing through him. To bad my line may end with him and his lover that lays in Angelica’s room.

Three generation’s ago, before I was given this new life. I had a half sister and brother. Marcellus and Calais were twins. Calais was married off to the high official at the time and Marcellus joined a revolution. What ever the revolution that was happening he joined. I believed it was due to my father, Marcellus Duponet. He was a ruthless bastard and I was so happy to rip his heart out.

That was a kill that had to have happened, but it was a mistake in letting Calais witness it. After that I was chased away, with the threat if I ever returned I will be burned.

I was not yet reborn. I killed him because I could not stand the screams I heard from my mother at he took his pleasure with her tears. I ran for hours and collapsed near a tree. I was so exhausted that I did not realize where I had run too. I just slept.

I woke in pitch darkness, yet I feared nothing. I guess that is what happens when you take a life. It is like you are removing yours. I looked around and I was still sitting on soil but not in the woods and not leaning against a tree. It was a wooden wall.

“Ahh you have awaken and at the perfect time, dusk.”

That was the beginning of the end of Martine Dupont, the girl who loved her mother so much, she killed for her.

Mmmm, Fire and intrigue is building. This is just a taste of Jacqueline past. It does get juicy. Let me know if your curiosity is peeked.