Passion for Blood

Chapter 16:

A/N: You will know when to play the music ;)

Pulling up at the cafe Grace wanted to meet, I make my way inside to find her sitting by a window that overlooks the few buildings within distance. "How are you darling?" she asks once I have taken a seat. "I am wonderful, Xavier says hello by the way," this piques her interest, "Did he really say that?" " No, but now I know there is definitely something going on," I say earning an eye-roll. "We haven't spoken in a while, that's all," she says nonchalantly and then looks down at her menu. "Why is that?" I push. She then shrugs her shoulders, "I suppose we have been busy with other things," she says not looking up from her menu. "Grace what could you be busy with? Are you seeing someone else?" "I may or may not have developed feelings for your brother" this causes me to choke on my own saliva and cough a bit. "Goodness, it's like you are dying," she jokes. "That's because I am.Did you tell him?," "Yes, that was when he just walked out." "He didn't say anything?," I say shaking my head in disbelief. A waiter comes and collects our orders before the table is quiet again. "Anyways, I never got to hear about your adventure, I am however glad to see you standing here," "Oh yes that day," I say feeling heat rise to my cheeks. "Well..." "It was a wedding I accompanied him to, or it was similar to a wedding you would say," I say recalling the day and how it went. "Did he give you your answers you were so desperate to look for that you risked your life to go where exactly?" I gulp remembering his lips on mine, they were shockingly soft but cold as was his skin when we made contact. The kiss did not last long but it was my first and is now embedded in my mind. "Not really but yes and we were in the woods." before Grace could speak the waiter brings our tea and cake once gone she lets loose, "The fucking woods?" she asks bewildered. "Language," I say before taking a sip of my tea. The bell for the cafe rings indicating someone has entered this catches Grace's attention. "Lord give me strength, he is by far the most handsome man I've ever seen," furrowing my brows I turn to see what has caught her attention only to find Fitz staring directly at me. Fuck me. He then makes his way towards our table, quickly turning around I grab Grace's hand to get her attention. "Grace, we should leave yes?" she gives me a questioning look before agreeing. As I rise I am met by his chest, "Hello peach," his deep voice rings through my ears. Looking up I am met by his beautiful brown eyes, he is dressed rather neatly in a long coat covering his attire. "I'm sorry do you two know each other?" "No, Yes," we both say earning a chuckle from him. "Fitz Baker," he says extending his hand to Grace whose eyes are as wide as saucers. "I have heard so much about you MR Baker," she says giving him a charming smile. "Madeleine, why didn't you tell me he was going to join us?" grace asks taking a seat again. Sighing I take a seat and Fitz then joins us. "What are you doing here Fitz?" I ask cutting to the chase. "Madeleine, don't be rude," Grace scolds me earning an eye roll from me. "Her mouth tends to speak before her mind can comprehend who she is talking to, her mouth also tends to do other wonderful things," Fitz speaks "Grace hows about we continue this some other time since what we were talking about was very private," I say communicating with my eyes for her to leave. "Yes, I must be going anyway, oh don't forget about the gathering on Monday night," she says before leaving. "Miss me?" "What do you want Fitz?" sighing I then turn to face him. "There are people here who want you dead and I cannot allow them to lay a hand on what is mine," he says looking at the menu himself. "Please, you act as you have a heart," I scoff folding my arms. From the side, I notice a smile form on the corner of his lips. "Why do they want to harm me anyway, I haven't done anything wrong to anyone," "They want to kill you Madeleine because you are associating with me," he says looking me in my eyes. "It definitely wasn't by choice," I retort. "It doesn't matter you are now important to me," he says taking a sip of my tea. I look at him flabbergasted "Really, that is hilarious because I didn't seem important to you that night," I say folding my arms. "Don't tell me you are still upset from that," he says chuckling. How can he laugh at someone's misery? "It's pathetic how humans find such interactions so special," "I suppose you are then calling me pathetic for finding my first kiss special," I say with irritation. "If you found that so special imagine how sex may feel for you," gasping I cover my mouth at his vulgar statement. He then takes the fork and cuts a piece of cake and eats it. "How can you eat if you are technically..." "Dead? No reason to fear the word everyone dies," he says nonchalantly. "Yes and not everyone turns into an undead," I say then snatching the fork out of his hand to stop him from finishing my cake. "I'm not entirely dead if you must know, I'm still part human," "How is that possible?" I ask scrunching my brows. "So many damn questions, I'm tempted to kiss you again to shut you up," he sighs which brings a blush to my cheeks.

"Let's go," he says pulling me up with him and dragging me out of the cafe and down an alleyway on the side of the building. "What are you doing?" I ask feeling scared again. The stench of sewage fills my nostrils causing my gag reflexes to kick in. "Come out already blady bastards, I haven't got all day," he shouts. Hearing many footsteps approach us, we are quickly surrounded by undead. I feel for my dagger in my pouch but feel a hand stop me. I look up in confusion at Fitz who is not even looking at me but at our new guests.

"So the rumours are true, it seems the notorious Fitz Baker has a mate." A man emerges from behind the wall of undead. He wears a full suit with his hat and gloves, very well dressed. "Sebastian, how are you mate?" Fitz speaks in a much friendlier manner, bringing confusion to my face. "We want no trouble, especially from you, just hand over the girl and we can go our separate ways. Besides, surely the famous crossbreed has never desired to be tied down," the man whose name is Sebastian reasons. "Is that all? Well then by all means here," Fitz says pushing me forward, I gasp as I feel a pair of arms wrap around me from behind holding me in place. I try to wiggle free but my face is then grasped by Sebastian who examines me. "What a beauty here, maybe we will have some fun before we give her to him aye, what do you say lads?" he shouts loud enough for his friends to whistle and cheers in agreement. "I am curious, however, why this human is so important?" Fitz asks walking up to Sebastian. Excuse me? I have a name. "You have caused alot of enemies Fitz over your period of existence, you know how important mates are, so they want to take away your one piece of sanity and happiness." Fitz nods in understanding. "And who exactly is it that wants her?" Sebastian laughs as does his friends at Fitz's question. "You know we cannot say anything, besides I thought you didn't care for this mate thing. Has she already tamed you?" Sebastian asks smirking in the end. This causes Fitz to then smile. The person holding me starts to shake and choke, bringing confusion to my face. Soon I feel a liquid down my neck turning to the side I find blood running along my skin. His grip loosens allowing me to break free, I turn to find blood pouring from his mouth. His hand then penetrates his own chest eliciting a scream from me, as he pulls out his heart and falls limp. "I won't ask again Sebastian," Fitz's voice breaks the silence. Looking around I find most of the men trembling in fear. "Grab the girl!" Sebastian shouts. I feel a hand around my waist, I quickly try and run but the sensation feels familiar, Fitz wraps his arms around me holding my head against his chest. All I hear is screams and the breaking of bones while he holds me in that position. Eventually, it ends and he releases me, turning around I find everyone dead, blood splattered on the alley walls and holes in some of their chests. My heart ringings in my ears at the horrid sight, did he do this? I thought to myself. But he was holding me so how? I feel him move from behind me toward Sebastian who is now on his knees holding his hands in a begging motion. "Surely you have no interest in wasting your second chance of life on a girl, so who sent you?" Fitz asks grabbing him by his throat. The choking causes me to close my eyes and cover my ears. I hear the muffled sounds of choking and then the name Huxley. Unblocking my ears, I watch the body fall limp. Fitz turns around to face me, his eyes a black void but one shift from white to black, in an uncontrollable manner. this gives me a sense of Deja Vu. Walking up to me, I quickly scramble to my feet and grab my dagger from my pouch, holding it up to him. "You were going to let them take me?" I ask feeling a pang of hurt in my chest. I have never been offered to anybody like nothing, this brings a few tears to my eyes.

"How did you kill those men without lifting a finger?" I ask looking around. "I'm a Baker, peach, you put two and two together." He says. He's gifted then? He then snatches the dagger from my hand and lifts my skirt earning a gasp from me. I feel his skin on mine, the coldness bringing goosebumps. He places the knife in its pouch and fixes my dress. "Is that what he meant when he said crossbreed?" I ask earning a smug look in return. "The first and only crossbreed, don't forget that," is all he says as he walks away. "Best you get home, it's not safe for a girl to be out alone at night," he says before whistling and then vanishes in a blur. I only then realise it's dark. What does Huxley have to do with this?