Saturday, March 3, 2012
Chapter Twenty One: The First Taste
Emmalina slept through almost the entire next day. She had her days and nights mixed up thanks to spending so much time with a vampire. When she woke up around 6pm, she showered and got dressed. Donovan called out to her as she put on her last bit of makeup. "Emmalina, could you come here for a few minutes? We need to talk." Emmalina walked over and sat down beside Donovan. "Do you want to explain to me why you've been coming home after dawn lately?"
"I told you, I'm working on a case." she lied.
"So why does all of this investigating have to be done after dark?"
"It's not my fault. That's the only time I can meet with them."
"Emmalina! How could you be so stupid!?"
What the hell did I say? "What? I haven't done anything."
"You're working cases for vampires! Who else would always want to meet at night?"
Oh.....that. Maybe I should think before I speak.. "Well...uh....I.."
"Don't lie to me. Who are you working for?"
"I'm just working a small case for Bianca and her mate. I don't see what the big deal is! Mom is friends with Bianca." I'm sorry Bianca....but I had no choice.
"That doesn't matter! We don't want you mixed up in all of this. It's too dangerous. Even if Bianca and her mate wouldn't hurt you intentionally it doesn't mean it won't happen. You don't need to be caught in the middle of anything to do with vampires."
Well, it's a little too late for that. "I don't care. I'm an adult now, dammit. I have the right to make my own decisions." They both sat there for a moment, taking a breath and trying to calm down before they each said something they might regret. "You know, not all vampires are bad, Dad."
"You've figured that out from the one vampire you've met?"
"No. Not just one.."
Donovan snapped his head up and turned to her. "There's more? Emmalina, what are you thinking!?"
"Well, I mean, I met her mate, Beau. He seemed nice too."
Donovan shook his head. "What am I going to do with you? Emmalina this road you're going down? You need to stop and go back the other way. I can't always be there to be protect you and this is a sure way for you to get hurt."
Emmalina stood up and started to walk towards the door. As she grabbed the knob she turned and looked at her father. "I'm not dropping the case and I'd appreciate it if you would let me form my own opinions instead of pushing yours down my throat!" She slammed the door behind her and headed to Sebastian's house.
Donovan continued to sit on the couch, worrying about his daughter until Amelia came in from work. She walked into the living room. "Amelia, we need to talk." Donovan said.
Emmalina finally arrived at Sebastian's house but stopped just before she got to the door. He's wrong. Not all vampires are ruthless killers. I've seen the complete opposite. Well except for the whole killing thousands of people thing but I've never seen it being done. And I don't know what happened to him to make him hate them so much but he has to deal with that, not me. She pushed the thoughts aside as she walked into his house.
He greeted her in the dinning room where a plate of food was waiting. "I made you dinner. I realized you might have been hungry since this is the normal time humans are supposed to eat."
She starred at him in fascination. A vampire who cooks dinner? "You cooked for me?" she asked with a smile. She walked over and kissed him on the cheek and then sat down at the dining table.
He took the chair beside her. "I hope it is not too horrible. Food has changed dramatically since I last ate it."
She took a bite of the food. Oh wow. It is totally horrible. She looked over at him as he patiently waited for her response. "It's wonderful. Thank you."
He smiled back at her, "Emmalina, you are a terrible liar."
"I know, I'm sorry. It's the thought that counts though. No one would blame you for not being a top chef, you don't even eat!"
"I apologize. Maybe I will take a cooking class before I do this again."
Emmalina laughed at the thought of a vampire in a cooking class. She stood up, looked over at him and bit her lip, trying to get courage for she wanted to say to him. "You know, maybe I should pay you back since you cooked for me. Maybe I could offer you the same in return...."
One minute she was beside the table and now he had her pinned against the wall....again. "Emmalina do not say things you do not mean." he growled as his eyes focused on her neck.
Emmalina thought she would be scared, which was why she hadn't offered before now but she felt the opposite. His voice was husky and it sent little shivers down her spine. Oh I am most definitely doing this. "I meant what I said. Do it." Sebastian backed up a few steps, trying to get himself under control. He wasn't sure if she really wanted to do this or not. She walked up to him, she was excited and adrenaline was pumping through her veins. She admitted to herself that there was a little bit of fear but it was the good kind. Like the the kind of fear you get from riding a roller coaster for the first time. "Bastian...please?" she said as she put her hand on his chest.
This time, Sebastian didn't hesitate. No way in hell could he pull away from her now. He bent his head down to her neck and brushed his lips on her flesh. His fangs slid out and he felt Emmalina shiver as he licked the warm skin on the side of her neck. He sank his fangs into her and the entire world around them disappeared. He moaned when the first drop of her blood touched his tongue. Their minds started to merge and intertwine with each other. He felt her excitement, her pleasure. He knew she felt his too. It was almost like he could feel her soul and she was just as beautiful on the inside as she was the outside. He was almost overwhelmed by the pure brightness of her. He never felt anything like this before. He'd never been so close to another being in his entire life. Now he understand why every vampire longed for their mate, because there was no way he would ever live without this again. After all the centuries he finally felt....connected. As he continued to pull her blood in his mouth, he noticed something even more fascinating. She tasted....different, like pure magically energy. He was pretty sure her being his mate wasn't the cause of that...
He pulled back from her neck and pushed one of his thumbs to his fangs until he was bleeding. He rubbed his thumb on her neck where his fang marks were and they instantly started healing. He grabbed her face and asked, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah." she said still breathing heavily from what just happened. "That was....I can't even find the words to explain. Is that how it always is?"
"No. It is because you are my mate. That was quite a different experience for me as well. You did not tell me you were not fully human."
"I beg your pardon? I am fully human." she said in confusion.
"No you are not. I should have been able to smell it but I cannot. I only tasted it in your blood. You are something else."
"That's impossible, Bastian. I have normal parents. And what do you mean something else? There are more than just vampires?"
"Of course. We are not the only supernatural creatures who walk this earth. I hate to ask but is there any chance you were adopted?"
"No, I wasn't. I know that for a fact. What else is out there?"
"A lot more than vampires. Werewolves, different factions of the Fae, Sirens, Witches, Demons, Valkyries, Sorcerers....you have heard of various lore from many of these creatures, I am sure. It all had to come from somewhere, Emmalina."
"Oh my God! All of those beings are just walking around and we are completely oblivious." Emmalina said as she shook her head in disbelief.
"Emmalina I only told you because you are a part of this world. None of us want humans to know that we exists. It is bad enough a few humans know about my kind, thanks to the ones that go rogue, it would be very bad if those few knew about us all. Some of those creatures have their own realms to keep hidden but many of them live in this one."
"I understand....keep my mouth shut."
"It would be best if you did, yes. If you do not mind, I would like to do some digging to find out what you are." Sebastian said, trying to eliminate what she isn't in his head.
"You have an idea though don't you?"
"I have a few. But I would like to be certain before I tell you."
Emmalina sighed, "Bastian, this is a lot. You, finding out about that half the creatures I've heard about are real, finding out I'm not even human. I don't know if I can handle all of this."
"You are stronger than you think. I have seen that for myself."
Emmalina looked at him wearily not sure if he was right about that. "I need to get home. I just need some time to think and process all of this. Plus I think my Dad will flip if I come in at dawn again."
Sebastian wasn't at all happy that she wanted to go so soon. It was only midnight and he assumed they would be spending the entire night together, but he knew she had to deal with this on her own. He remembered how he felt when he realized he was no longer human. "Alright, I understand. It will give me a chance to figure out what you are."
Emmalina grimaced when he said that. "I don't know who I am anymore."
He grabbed her and lightly traced her lips with his thumb. "Emmalina you are still the same person as you were when you woke up. Just because you found out you are not what you thought you were does not change the person that you have become."
"Thank you. You'll be sure to call me after your own little investigation?" she said with a smile.
"Yes I will. I promise." He kissed her and then watched as she walked out the door and got into her car. He went back into the house to call Beau, hoping he would have a little insight.
However Beau was trying to deal with his own problems. "Mrs. Burkhart, I assure you, I have no idea what has made you so angry."
"Really? How about asking my daughter to work cases for you! Are you trying to get her killed?"
"What are you...." He looked into her mind to find out what the hell she was talking about before he finished his sentence. He saw the pictures flashing in his own mind of her and her husband talking about Emmalina. Ahhh, apparently Emmalina gave them an excuse for her late nights. Well Emmalina and Sebastian will most definitely owe me for Amelia Burkhart's wrath. "Oh now I realize what case you are referring to. Mrs. Burkhart I needed a good investigator and your daughter is the best in her field. I assure you no harm will come to her."
"You can't promise me that! Look I trust Bianca, I really do. But I don't know you. My husband is furious over this. I'm the one that has to deal with that. And don't call me Mrs. Burkhart. You're probably 10 times my age anyways."
"I am sorry, Amelia. My mate loves you, you are her best friend. The only one she has left. She would be upset if your daughter were hurt. I do not wish my mate to feel any pain. Do you see the connection?"
"Yes, I do." Amelia sighed.
"You do not share the same views as your husband any more do you?"
"No, not really. Bianca has helped me a lot these past months and I've realized that vampires are like humans. Some are bad and some are good. I can't blame you all for what one vampire has done. BUT one bad vampire, rouge or not, could do a lot more damage than one bad human."
"I am glad she helped you with that and I do agree with you there. But I promise Emmalina is one of the safest people in the city."
"Now how am I supposed to explain all of this to my husband?"
"That I cannot help you with. I have heard rumors of your husband and Bianca has told me a few things about him. He seems consumed by his hate. Hate is a very powerful emotion. It is not easy to overcome it." Beau's phone started ringing. "Please excuse me." He said as he answered it. "Hello?"
"I need some information. Can you come over to my home?" Sebastian asked.
Beau looked over to Amelia. Well this is quite awkward. "Yes, I will be there in a few minutes." and he hung up.
"Well, I guess I should leave since you have somewhere you need to be. I'm sorry for getting so angry, I guess I'll have to find someway to explain all this to Donovan." she said, dreading that conversation.
"Yes, a friend of mine needs a bit of help it seems. Though I wish you luck with that. You will probably need it."
Amelia laughed, "Indeed I will." They rode the elevator down to the ground floor and each went their separate ways.
When Beau arrived at Sebastian's house, he invited him in and they sat down on the couch. "You know your mate's mother was with me when you called." Beau said.
"Because Emmalina told her parents the reason why she came home at dawn every day was because she working a case for Bianca and I. Which led to her mother marching over to my home, concerned for her daughter."
Sebastian winced, "I am sorry."
"Do not be. I am sure Emmalina only made up the story to protect you and herself. Plus, I kind of like Amelia. She is feisty. Now what is it that you need information on?"
"I drank from Emmalina" Sebastian admitted.
Beau looked at him in surprise. "She let you?"
"Yes. It was the most amazing moment of my existence. But she tasted....different, as in non-human. I am assuming that is not part of her being my mate?"
"You assume right. She would taste human regardless of being your mate. This is....interesting. What did she taste like?"
"The best way I know how to describe it is magically energy. But you cannot smell it on her at all. You have met her, did you smell anything different?"
"No I did not. Hmm...this is quite puzzling. She looks human though, that rules out several beings and then add the fact that it is magically energy, I would say a witch or a sorceress. Did you sense light or darkness?"
"I drank a witch to death once. That bitch tried to curse me. Luckily for me she was unpracticed, not so lucky for her though. But her blood tasted similar to what you are describing. Bright magically energy. Your mate is a witch, I am certain."
"Why is that we cannot smell the magic from her. Why do I only taste it?"
"That I do not know. Only another witch could answer that question."
"Do you know if one?"
"Actually yes. One lives on the outside of town. It will be easy for you to find. Just sniff for magic combined with the scent of wildness a Werewolf gives off. She is a mate of one, so I would tread carefully. I think her name is Blackwell, Alesana Blackwell."
"Thank you, Beau. Though I would appreciate it if you did not mention this to your mate. She may tell Amelia and that would be confusing to explain how this came about."
"Yes, that would be quite difficult to explain. Alright then, if you leave now you should have enough time to talk to the witch. I will see you soon." Beau was out the door before Sebastian could respond.
Beau was right. Sebastian had no trouble finding where the witch resided. He walked on to the brightly lit porch and rang the doorbell. A redhead woman came to the door and stepped out. "Are you Alesana Blackwell?" He asked.
"Why does a vampire want to know?"
"Please, I mean you no harm but my mate is like you, only she is not."
"What does that even mean?"
"May I come in and explain?"
"Alright, fine. But no tricks vampire or you won't leave here alive."
Sebastian followed Alesana into the house. "Now explain to me what the hell you're talking about."
"My mate does not smell of magic as you do, but she tastes like it. She tastes of pure bright magical energy."
"Only a binding spell could do that. It may take away her magic but it can't erase it from her blood. Whichever parent is a witch must have bound her magic for a reason."
"No, neither one of them smell like witches either. I do not think either one of them even know witches exist. My mate certainly did not."
"So you're saying your mate is a witch and she, nor her family don't even know what they are?"
"Then one of their ancestors must have bound their entire line. That's some powerful magic."
"Why do you say it is powerful?"
"Because she or he didn't just take away their own magic, they wiped it from current and future generations, from generations that weren't even born yet. What is your mate's name?"
"Burkhart?" she asked. "That sounds familiar, come with me." Sebastian followed her down some stairs into the basement.
When they reached the bottom, Sebastian couldn't help but look around. He heard a noise and looked back to the stairs where a wolf was running down them. The wolf placed himself between him and the witch and started to growl. Sebastian backed up a few steps and kept his eyes on the wolf's teeth at all times. One bite and he would dead within 48 hours. "Dorian, you can calm down a bit, he is just here asking about his own mate." The wolf looked back at her, unsure what to do.
The wolf must have trusted his mate because after some shifting of bones there was a naked man standing in front of Sebastian. "Why does your mate concern mine?" Dorian growled, not thrilled to have a vampire so close to Alesana.
"She is a witch but she does not know it."
Dorian looked back at Alesana with a question in his eyes. "It's true. I suspect an ancestor wiped out their magic." she answered.
"Then where is your mate?" he asked Sebastian.
"She is at home. As you can imagine this was a lot to take in."
"Alesana would you please come upstairs for a second while I put on some clothes." Dorian said not taking his eyes off the vampire.
"Only if you guys stop acting like you're ready to rip each other apart the first chance you get."
"Fine. Come on." Dorian said.
"We'll be right back, don't touch anything." Alesana said as she followed Dorian up the stairs.
Sebastian couldn't help but look around the room while they were gone. He was utterly fascinated. He saw potions, spell books, even a skull. There were herbs in baskets and herbs hanging from the ceiling. Bottles of God knows what sitting on one table.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw something move and walked over to another table to investigate. He saw a glass ball with almost glowing smoke in it and leaned down to see what it was. The pointer to a spirit board moved and he realized that must have been what the movement was the first time. He'd never seen a spirit board before but he knew how they worked. He looked down at it as it started moving across the board. S-E-B-A-S-T-I-A-N. What the.... He looked around the room but no one was there. Then he heard the two coming back down the stairs so he moved back to the middle of the room, trying to ignore what he just saw.
They both joined him and he waited to see what she could tell him. Alesana walked over to an old book and flipped it open to a page. "Vampire you said your mate's name was Burkhart, correct?"
"Yes." He answered as he noticed the wolf would not be leaving her side while he was here.
"Ahh, here it is. Burkhart. Your mate's ancestor's name was Emily Burkhart. She lived in Salem during the witch trials and cast a spell on her children, her children's children and so on to prevent them from being victims. Our powers manifest when we hit puberty and it's very unstable. Sometimes there are...accidents. So she decided the best way to protect them was to take away their magic altogether. I don't think she meant to wipe it completely from her line though."
"All of this is in a book?" Sebastian asked.
"Well, yes. The humans have their history books, we have ours. Emily was an extremely powerful witch with several magically powers. Not all witches have those. So she would have been documented."
"Vampire shouldn't your mate be the one to hear all of this?" Dorian jumped in.
"Which is why I am going to tell her."
"This is a lot to explain and I don't feel comfortable with you here. I don't mean to be rude but you understand. How would you feel if I was with yours in my wolf form?"
"I would not like that all. I see your point." He looked back at Alesana. "Would you be willing to explain everything to Emmalina? Break the binding spell if that is what she wishes?"
Alesana rolled her eyes at all the testosterone in the room. "Yes because you guys are getting on my damn nerves. If I hear one more proud male taking care of his mate shit, I'm going to flip."
Dorian turned to look at his mate. "I'm sorry, I can't help it, it's instinct." he said as he gave her a wolfey grin.
She tried to hide her own smile. He drove her crazy sometimes but she still loved him. Not to mention his wonderful sexual skills.... Sebastian cleared his throat so they knew he was still in the room. The thoughts he was seeing from the both of them made him realize they might have forgotten he was there. "Oh right, yes. If she is more comfortable with it, maybe I could meet her for lunch or something. Do you think she would be okay with that?"
"I will ask her and then one of us will call you. Thank you again for all of your help." Sebastian said as he left, leaving the two in the basement where he was sure they would be ripping off clothes any second.
So, I just made my little world I've got going on a whole lot more complicated. Lol. Sorry if the biting scene grossed some of you out. He is a vampire after all. Vampires like blood. Next chapter witches will be explained a little more. Thanks for reading! I look forward to your comments.