Elves Surrender: Kiss of Devour

Poison.

"Son," Drake's father said. "Son, look at me. It wasn't what you thought."

"Were you in your office?"

"Yes," he nodded.

"Were the lights down?" Drake looked at him, leaning back against the bench. He laid his arm along the bench right behind me, looking relaxed, with a little smirk pulling at the edges of his mouth. His father nodded in agreement with his son. "Were you both naked?"

"Son--"

"Answer the question."

"Yes."

"Were you two laying on top of your desk?"

"Enough, Dra--"

"Answer, the question." Drake looked amused, which concerned me. He was going somewhere he would regret later.

"Yes, Drake, we were on top of my desk." He buttoned the button of his suit.

"Ah, see, you know how this works now. Were you, Jonathon, or weren't you, in there having sex with that... that creature?" Drake looked at him in disgust.

"Creature? Creature?" I yelled and pushed him away. Is that how he saw us? As disgusting, revolting, soulless entity?

He continued as if I hadn't said anything to him. "Drake, listen to me."

"Not until you answer my questions!" Drake lost his cool, "answer it." His voice was steady again.

"Yes, we were."

"So, how was it not what it looked like?" He pointed at the building, "because you just said it wasn't like that but all your answers say otherwise. How could you cheat on mom?"

"Hey, I am not cheating on your mother!" Jon's nose flared, his eyebrows mushing together.

"Explain how," Drake crossed his arms.

"You have been gone a year, Drake. There is a years worth of information you missed." He glanced between Drake and I, "can we talk alone?"

"Jon, sweety, why did you run off?" The whore came to a stop behind him.

"I don't know, Dad, can we?" Drake looked at her. "This, dark, creature, I am assuming you can stay but she can't?" Drake made it obvious that not only does he know what she is, he also insulted her and she got the message.

Jon looked behind him and then back at me before answering. "Who is she?"

"Who is she?" He repeated back.

"This is my fiance, Drake." He answered honestly.

"And mom?"

"Died." Jon looked away.

"How... when?" His voice cracked. Drake reached over for my hand and I let him hold it. He was in pain and I am willing to be there for him. He needs someone, and that someone is me. If I found this out, I would need his support at my side.

"After you disappeared, which you have to explain, 6 months passed and they said they found your remains. I found her at peace."

"How, Dad?" Drake squeezed my hand.

"She was in the bath tub with her wrists slit." Jon's voice croaked.

"So you replaced her with a whore after 6 months? I can see the love you had for my mother." He stood up.

"She isn't a whore." Jon's frustration laced his voice.

"What is she then? Do you know who this really is?"

"Yes, I do and I accept her for every part of her. Past and present."

"What is she then, Dad?" Drake asked.

"It is not my place to tell." Was all he said.

"I am an ex-spy that has been put in witness protection program." My Pappy's sister said.

"Do you recognize me?" I asked her.

"Am I suppose to?" She replied.

"To save your ass, maybe you should. I wonder how Animalia is doing?" Drake shot an eyebrow straight up. She gasped.

"Who are you all?" She snarled.

"Vanish and Drake. Do you know Fenrir?" I asked.

"Yes, I know that Mutt. That still doesn't tell me who you are and I could care less about that evil little wolf." Her lips pulled back.

"I am Passion's daughter and I would care if I were you, he is standing behind you." I smiled.

"Hello, Poison." Fenir's smooth voice coated over Poison's body, making her stand still with out breathing.

"Dad, this isn't who you think she is. That is Poison, she is Animalia's sister. She is a Light Elve that was banished from their Realm." He looked him directly in the eye.

"Oh, is that so? And how do you know this?"

"Because I have been in that Realm this past year. For me, it wasn't even a months worth but time is different here than there." He shrugged.

"Honey," Poison attempted to put her hand on Jon's shoulder but I was up and grasping her wrist before she could.

"I wouldn't touch him, if I were you." I snarled, using all my strength to crush her wrist.

Whimpering, she tried yanking her wrist out. "Vanish, sweety, let me go."

"No, I am not letting this happen." I squeezed harder.

"Let me go before I hurt you child."

"Vanish, let her go." Drake grabbed my waist.

"How close to death is Jon?" I asked her. Poisons eyes turned into their normal black selves, filled with hatred.

"What do you mean, Vanish?" Drake asked.

"The reason why she was kicked out was because she would sleep with the man until he died. Her name is Poison because her gift is of Death, slow, painful Death." I looked at him, "she Poisons them."

"Wait, you guys are serious?" Jon looked appalled.

"How long does he have, Poison?" Fenrir took a step closer.

"I just had my last round with him. It starts tomorrow." She smiled, revealing her true self, taking off the glamour. Jon looked disgusted by the sight of her, but intrigued enough to still want her. That was how her looks were. They were so revolting, it made you want her. It didn't make sense, but nothing about Devour did make sense.

"How do you get rid of it?" I took a step closer, not that it was intimidating. I was shorter than her, by far.

"That, my darling, is impossible, unless you are Animalia's daughter. Try contacting her." She covered her mouth in a faked shock. "Oh, she's died. My bad." Turned and ran.

"Drake, do you want me to go after that?" I asked turning to him.

"What would you do to her?" He looked away from his dad towards me.

"What do you want me to do to her?" I was surprised he asked that.

"Get the cure from her. Do what ever you have to, to get it. Then kill her." He said. I nodded towards Fenrir. He sprinted after her and I Vanished away from them, leaving Drake and his close to fainting, father.