Forgotten Eons (Book 2)

The Bitter-sweetness of Freedom

        It had been several days scence Elane had left from the layer of the lycans, and just as long staying with Van. He remained unconscious from what she could tell, however she also took her libirty in finding out what he was. Turns out her orrigonal hunch was correct and he was one of her own kind. If he was infact vampire like her then prehaps they were in this city as well. Not taking any chances with him awakening in a state of frenzy, she took her time to secure him into a seat with steel chains and a leather strip tieing them together. She then got another chair and sat across from him and awaited for him to awaken tsaking her time to meditate and restore some of her lost strength.

        Durring the daylight hours she had him in the shadows as well as herself. The werehouse she was in was perfect for extracting information without arrousing suspission from anyone on the outside due to it being abandoned with the econimic lay off a little over a year ago. She surcame to her slumber and rested for what felt like a couple more days and her hunger snapped her awake. As she did it was early in the evening and looking to her captive guest he was finally awake and supprisingly calm.

        "Looks like you took your time, how are you?" he said to her not fighting agenst his restraints. She walked over to him and got onto her chair looking him in the eyes. He had a rather feral look to him but she guessed that could be a sideffect from being used as a meat suit for the lycan. She cleared her throat and gripped her small knife on her leg; "Tell me who are you and what clan you belong to, if im not satisfied with your answer this place will be your tomb"

        "Seems this dragon bares its fangs, verry well then i am Van of clan Gangrel, Scourge to Prince Melikith." As the name Melikith came out of his mouth her heart would have skipped a beat if she was having it pump consiously. Lowering her knife she lookd at him more seriously. "Scourge of who?" she inquired hopping he would repeat himself, and as he luck would have it he did. "Scourcge to Prince Melikith, now scence i have answered your questions how about one of my own. Who are you and what do you want from me?"

        Having her entire plan thwarted infront of her and her memory snapping into place she dropped from her chair onto the ground clenching the sides of her head. Van scilently awaited her to finish whatever she was doing. After a time she stood back up a new look in her eyes. "I remember now. Iremember it all......" "Well your welcome for the memory reboot, but that doesnt answer my-" -before he had finished his scentance she had blurred from where she was to behind him sliting the leather with her nails and releacing his bondings. "My name is Elane, my Sire is Melikith. now you will take me to him before i extrract the information i want from your blood."

        Van would look at his bonding on the floor about him, finally free from them he stood up and rolled his shoulders and twisted his back from the unatrual position he was stuck in for so long. "And what proof should i take for you being what you claim to be? Also taking my blood will be harder then you think girl." As he finished his scentance his skin began to solidify and pale much like marble. She would smile at him walking to him and place her hand on a part of his bare chest some of his skin boiling at the surface leaving a black handprint permenatly on him even if he were to cut the flesh from his body and heal it again.

        "Fair enough, though be warned it has been some time scence I have been there and with a war being declared on humans yet again we may not even be in the same haven anymore" He was testing her with a bit of iniceative seeing exactly how far she was willing to go to acheive her goal of seeing the others, the truth of the matter being much darker. he knew exactly where they were and how to avoid the tracks of the normal paths of the other clan members, including the Nosferatu who had rescently abandoned their previous home in the sewers for the outside fresher air.

        As he lead her about the city the rise of other vampires walking around also caught Van's attention and he quickly moved to avoid getting them in on his plan. "So where exactly are you from?" He would try to add mild conversation to pass the time in his lead around though she didnt fall for it and just simply remaind scilent. "Ok, how did you meet the prince?" Again she remained quiet and followed him.  "Quiet type well thats annoying, all im trying to do is pass the time as we look for them."  This caught her attention, and not the friendly way eather. She gripped the knife on her thigh and placed it between his ribs where his heart pump. "Prehaps you would like another mark to remember me by? now get moving and if you take too long ill make sure you dont wake up again"

       "Seems ive managed to strike a nerve, interesting." Van stopped walking and faced Elane keeping a deadly serious look in gis eyes as he repeated his question for a third time. "How do you know the prince, and im not taking your scilence for an answer this time." Elane let out a snarl and pressed the knife to his chest as she spoke slowly placing pressure onto the knife with each word threatening to rupture his flesh. "If you must know he is my sire. So how do you think he will react when I inform him that his precious scourge fell to lycans and is neglecting his duties?"