A dream of my mundane life swirls through out my head, giving me the oddities of a pleasant dream rather than a nightmare. A strangled scream harshly awakes my slumber as I'm quick to my feet.
"Luke." I gasp as I familiarize the voice. I rush down the hall way and burst through the Australian's door. My eyes can not process the image in front of me as rage fills me.
Long black hair flows down this creature's head as she turns towards me.
"There you are." She hisses. "Hybrid trash."
My rage takes over and I lunge at the humanized dweller. I plant her to the ground, hands around her throat. She laughs, barely struggling to fight.
"You're dead hybrid. Trek will come for you just like he promised." And with her final breath she laughs once more before I tear out her throat. The strong scent of fresh coppery blood fills my nose and I bite back my burning.
"Luke!" I call rushing to his side.
Michael and Ashton are already kneeling by his side as Calum paces the floor. Luke's hand instantly grabs my wrist as a gurgled breath comes from his mouth.
"Sam! Save him! Please!" Ashton pains.
Luke's grip tightens as he begs me with his eyes. I instantly bite my wrist letting my blood pour over the gash. I move my arm towards his mouth, urging him on.
"Drink Luke."
His face turns at the taste but quickly his rigid struggles slow to a stop as I move away from his now still body.
The room is now filled with the sound of heavy worried breathing from the boys.
"Why isn't he waking up?" Calum spazzes.
"Give it time!" I hush him.
It doesn't take long before other residence of the building are pounding on the door to help.
"I'll handle that." Ashton says springing to his feet.
Luke's body still lies still as I peer into his mind.
Blank.
"Come on, Luke." I speak softly. A sharp breath rips through chest as he sits straight up. I put my hands against his chest, adjusting myself accordingly. His eyes shine a bright vibrant blue as if he has been compressed by electricity.
He looks at me, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you." He weeps wrapping his arms around me.
I rub his back gently interrupted by Ashton's frantic pace.
"Sam." He pants. "The Corporal wants to see you."
"Of course he does." I grumble, getting up.
I stare down the dead dweller before swiftly making my way down to the lobby.
"I'm a bit disappointed in you." Garrett speaks
"I'm sorry?" I question.
"You clearly do not trust me."
"How do you figure?" I shoot back.
"Well first of all, you lied to me."
"I am not a hybrid!" I lie.
"Then how is there a dead dweller upstairs with its throat ripped out?"
I sigh deeply.
"I had too." I shake my head.
"No you didn't." He spits.
"Right! Because tell you what I am makes things so much better?"
"It does actually."
"I have yet to find a situation in where I'm a hybrid makes things better." I zip.
"We can help each other defeat Trek."
"Been there, done that. It's impossible."
The corporal shake his head. "Not with the right tools, it is not."
"I am far from a weapon."
"You just don't know your full capabilities."
"And I don't want too." I scorn. "Now tell your men there is a dead vampire that needs burning in apartment 3B."
I don't return to the apartment instead make a lookout at the tallest point in the city. How could a dweller just slick through so easily? And how did it take on human form?
A storm rips through the valley, soaking me through and through. I've noticed in the rain, it makes it much easier to pick up signatures when the ground temperature is substantially cooler. I scan the area seeing no potential threat leaving me even more puzzled over the situation. The alone time also lets my mind flip over the ongoing mystery of Corporal Hedlund. A sense has me feeling that he already knew I was the hybrid but just wanted confirmation. Luckily for me, I always know when he is coming rather than him always knowing where I'm at. I also ponder if Garrett knows of Liam? My practical prodigy child who has since rebelled against his maker and once lover. The storm clears and a large moon hovers over head. My body aches telling me it's time to head home as I descend from my post. I swiftly make it through the city streets, jumping to my window and into my apartment. I strip my clothes and head for the shower, setting the water as hot as I can handle. I step in, letting the water cascade down over my body feeling my muscles ease instantly. I wash up before the water runs cold, hinting me out. I towel myself up before heading out to the kitchen pondering about whatever maybe in the fridge.
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HYBRIDS (l.p.)
Fanfiction6 months later. My life has completely changed. In fact, the world has completely changed. Over turned by your worst nightmares, the scary stories your parents told you as a child, the boogeyman under your bed. Their known as under-worlders and hum...
