The rain fell around her as she stood outside her new house. Ren was ordered onto a new mission she found herself regretting. One she didn't have anything of hers in the house. Second her new orders were to protect a human male. She got a folder when she met up with her boss of a license, passport, and everything about Patch. He was a survivor of a cabin fire last year on Christmas Eve, now left with no family. He owns a Pizza Place in a small town of Michigan, owning it for almost three years now. He was a very healthy male and had no police records on him. Patch was a good human to keep into society. Ren held her duffel bag close to her side documents in a Ziploc bag to keep dry. The rain wasn't going to let up anytime soon, so she made sure her car was locked. When it came to her boss, Erick let Ren have what she wanted when she was on missions except get out of ones he needed her in. She walked around the perimeter to make sure all was secure and safe. Ren walked in through the back door taking off her muddy boots outside setting them next to the door.
As Ren went through each room she searched for any bugs that were set while Patch was out of his home. Sure enough there were twenty-four all downstairs. She searched the upstairs finding fifteen more, four in her new bedroom, she destroyed every last one of them. Erick made sure that everything was move in ready as soon as she got there, but dam it to hell she wished that she could have picked out the stuff to be put in place. Instead they had her co-worker Rose order all of Ren's clothes and even bed things. Erick said Rose would help bring out that woman side Ren had locked up inside. This left her with sexy under clothes she would find herself dead in and even clothes that would have this human male drooling and fallowing her like a lost puppy dog. She only brought her laptop, a hoodie, and black pants she wore on most of her missions. She called them her lucky pants. Ren looked in her walk in closet finding heels and more items of clothes she would never wear even if her parents allowed it. She looked at the bed and actually was thankful that she talked to Rose about how she wished for a bed like when she was still her normal herself. It felt like only yesterday that her whole life changed from normal to what it was now.
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She was only seven when her mother died of small pox and her father was devastated. He kept Ren close not letting anyone say horrible things to her face. When she turned sixteen her father married again to a woman that was much paler, less pretty than her mother was. She looked so much like her mother that her father made sure to spoil her with many things. This new wife did not like the idea of getting less attention then her step daughter. The woman was only out to get her father's money as he was part of royalty in London in the year 1888. They had many things in their home and she was quite protected by guards and always got checkups by the hired doctor. After four years her step-mother was so envious of Ren that she set out a plan to get rid of her. She talked Ren's father into letting them go on a shopping trip. Ren was excited about it since she barely got to go outside the home.
It was starting to get dark when Ren's step-mother had left her for a few minutes with a new guard as she went in to pick up some of her favorite bread. Ren sat in the carriage, finding herself pinned under the guard's body in such a quick moment she didn't know what to-do other than fight to get away and scream for help. But the man soon bit into her neck sending a sharp, burning pain of death race throughout her veins leaving her paralyzed and withering in pain. Before passing out from the new pain he spoke soft words.
"I am terribly sorry miss but I shall let you live only for now until I can get far away. I will explain later to you someday. I have cared for you as you are my child of the night now." He gently kissed the top of her head and set her on the bench to sleep, shutting the door.
When Ren woke she found herself in her bed ill to her stomach, her whole body feeling numb. Her father sat next to the bed in a chair facile hair growing in what looked like at least a week or two long. She grabbed the bucket next to her bed and tried to empty her belly only nothing came up. Her father looked at her tears filling his eyes.
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The Fire Within: The Fight For His Survival
FantasyPatch an ordinary 22 year old male who has just gotten his life back together a year after a fire claimed his whole family on Christmas Eve night, being the only survivor of the house. As he starts his life again he soon finds himself being hunted d...