Dark Stranger

Scott - Part 7

Case 1 - "Scott"

Unnoticed behind me Zass had decided that he had gleaned all the information he was going to get from the men at the table and had risen to leave. Robert was unenthusiastic about the prospect of his companion leaving and words were exchanged. I turned to see the end of the dialogue and heard Zass politely request that Robert remove his hand from his arm. When Robert didn't comply, Zass bent down and whispered something to him. I didn't hear what he said, but when I could see his face again I caught a flash of sharp teeth. Huh? Oh, that's right, he's got those fake fangs.

Zass's escort came over to the table and Robert threw some more money around to calm the waters. The owner of the club came up to the table, obviously happy that Zass had filled in the gap in the programme and doubly happy with all the drinks the ladies were buying. But Robert was obviously a regular, given his table and how deferential the owner was to him. Zass swept off the incident and left the owner thanking him profusely and offering him a permanent gig. While Zass politely declined the offer (Yay!), he did accept the wad of cash thrust into his hand by the security guard who had been holding it for him. I completely understood his decision in taking it, people would remember his performance, if he didn't accept it they would remember him. He wanted to remain anonymous. Besides as a P.I. I guess he might have reason to return.

Thanking Steph for the drink, I exited, following Zass out to the car. He stalked over to the vehicle, quivering with tension, it showed in every step he took. I wanted to express all sorts of things to him, awe for his performance, curiosity for what had been discussed, disgust at Robert pawing him. But he just held up his hand and sat down on the sidewalk with his feet in the gutter, bowing his head he put his face in his hands and just sat there for a long time.

"What's the matter Zass?" I asked.

"Just give me a minute Scott." He requested. "I need to get my head back in the game."

"How so?"

"I'm hungry, angry and I don't want to even talk about how screwed this City is if we don't stop it."

"Huh?" I responded.

"I heard the name those idiots have given to the master they're serving. The flunkies referred to him as Mr Roth. But Robert let slip his whole name."

"Who is it? Is he really bad?" I squatted down and then sat next to him.

"I'm not going to say his full name out loud. It gives a demon too much power and they can listen to the voice speaking their name. So if I tell you to add 'Astar' onto the first name you heard, not out loud Scott." He said pressing a finger against my lips. As I opened my mouth to say the whole word.

'That's the name of the Demon Lord we face. And he's one of the very worst. Misha's going to have to call in the cavalry for this one."

I wasn't following the whole train of Zass' thought. But then I was still scrambling to catch up on the whole Demon Lord thing.

"Wait, you're telling me Demons are real and that Robert is working for one?" I smiled incredulously.

"Yes Scott, that's exactly what I'm saying."

"Pull the other one Zass!" I exclaimed.

"You're going to have to believe me Scott. I'm going to need all hands on deck to put an end to this insanity."

"Demons, you can't seriously expect me to believe what I saw was a demon. He just had special contacts or something... right?"

"No, sorry Scott. They exist and this one in particular has enough followers already to concern me. One I can deal with, three or more. That's different. Even if I managed to get them alone and wiped their memories of him, the others are still going to be able to bring them back in and I'll only announce my presence to their master. Bagging humans for the master is one thing, bagging me would be another story entirely."

"Why?"

"I'm not human."

"What???????" I looked at him with an incredulous look on my face.

"I like you Scott. Probably more than I should on such short acquaintance. Emotionally I'm not ready for you to hate me yet though, so please don't make me say any more tonight." He requested.

I scooted closer to him and put one arm around his shoulders. "You seem pretty human to me."

"Scott... you really shouldn't be this close to me when I'm this hungry." He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath, which seemed to cause him pain? Or was it something else? This time when he opened his eyes they had changed.

"Zass?"

"I'm sorry Scott. Being there in the club, I let myself get too aroused. I need to go, I'm sorry..." He rose and turned to leave.

"Please don't leave." I begged. I wanted to understand and I wanted him to tell me what was going on with his eyes.

"Scotty, I'm about ready to take a bite out of you. I need to go take care of my hunger before we can continue this conversation."

"A bite out of me? What are you like a vampire or something?"

In an instant Zass was standing next to me and had lifted me up from my seated position on the sidewalk. He looked directly in my eyes and I saw how bright and ice blue his had turned. Holy Fuck.

"YES."

OMG, he isn't shitting me. He is a vampire. I'm so totally turned on right now I can hardly speak. My eyes were wide open. I was panting short breaths and my heart was racing. Where he was concerned, what I was feeling was anything but hate, I wasn't terrified, and I didn't want him to let me go.

I slowly turned my head up and to the side, presenting Zass with my neck. I kept my eyes on his face the whole time and I saw his angry expression turn hotter, hungrier and then he licked his bottom lip. I swallowed as I saw his canines extending. Yes...

I closed my eyes as I felt Zass pull me close to his chest and into the darkness of the parking lot. He leaned me back against the bonnet of the SUV and attacked my throat.

As I felt his teeth break my skin I groaned. When his lips latched on and he started to suck it was the most erotic thing I'd ever experienced. It wasn't true pain, I knew he had broken the skin to get at my blood, but if anything it felt pleasurable. I guess that was part of what he was. I guess it was easier to stay hidden if you didn't cause pain.

"Zaaaaaassssss." I whispered.

I felt like everything was electric. My skin, the parts of my body that were pressed against his were singing. Especially lower down. I swallowed and moaned as I felt his tongue caress the skin he had taken into his mouth and then as I opened my eyes to look at his face, he licked one of his fangs and then bit his bottom lip.

I came in my pants.