Night-Keepers

Chapter Two

"Your mother sent me" the man spit out,
"My mother?" Peter's hand slackened and then dropped altogether
"What does she want?" Peter said his eyes turning soft for a minute before it hardened again.
"She wants me to warn you" the man said as he straightened up,
"The dream you had. The vision. It wasn't conincidental, something very bad is up and you need to figure out what," the man continued
"Can't she tell me?" Peter asked and raised his eyebrow as he folded his hands.
"Am afraid she didn't trust me that much information, she will try to contact you but she wants you to know she is being trailed as are you" the man said "My name is Anthony, I'll be in touch" he said giving Peter his card.
'This death is the first of many" and Anthony wasn't there again, no flash, just nonexistence.
Peter rushed back to his desk, where Claire was seated obviously waiting for him.
"Hey" she said as he approached her "What happened?" And Peter procceded to spill everything that had happened.
"So did you get any story?" Peter asked
"Well, a few leads but we gotta head to the Club tonight to chase them" Claire said as she heralded them out of the huge DIIE building and they headed to Peter's apartment complex.
"Hey, Giles what's up?" Peter greeted the man in the reception as they padded their way to the elevator and headed to the top floor where Peter lived, and they opened the door to the breathtaking apartment; the huge parlor with it's high ceilings, the open stocked bar, the 48" Flat screen and the mandatory Sound system, the parlor led to the terrace that gave an amazing view to the metropolis of New Vaiena, one of the most populous cities in the world and currently the 3rd best metropolitan city of 2056.
"Well, Claire" Peter said handing over a glass of bourbon to her and she accepted it as she shrugged of her jacket revealing smooth skin that would entice any straight man but did nothing to Peter "So what exactly did you find out?' Peter asked sitting down as well.
"Well, apparently there is some form of political commotion in the supernatural world" she paused taking a sip of her drink " And a lot of switching of loyalties'
"Is it still that problem with the Paeverians and the Weuss?" Peter asked , they were the two most powerful vampire clans and they caused the worst commotion.
"Apparently a new player has entered the playing field" Claire said as she spun her wineglass in her hand looking at the the alcohol inside.
"New player?" Peter asked slightly worried "The name?"
"An organization called Orion" Claire said '' And it wants control of not just The Vamps but of the entire supernatural underground world and they are willing to get on anyone's toes, and kill whosoever to get there"
"Really?" Peter asked, he really hated this world-dominating wannabes.
"Well, we better get ready" Peter said, Claire basically had a sheelve of clothes that she kept here, with neither of them having a man in their lives they spent a lot of nights in the other's home, so ended up leaving bits and pieces of each other's clothing and the end of day after three years they had built a reliable ward rope for each other in their apartments. Claire had settled for black leather trousers, a slightly loose grey shirt that revealed her shoulder, and dark boots, letting her strawberry blonde hair come down in a wavy cascading slide of hair, with a little lip gloss and she came out to find Peter sitting down legs crossed as he waited for her, and as she appeared he nodded his approval,
"You look sexy, the guys wouldn't be able to keep their eyes off you"
"You mean if they can pull it off you, right" she teased back trying to forget it was a reconnaissance mission they were going to, and she looked at her best friend's dressing. He had worn a pair of dark blue jeans, a long sleeved black turtle-necked shirt and a dark blue scarf thrown on him stylishly and a pair of comfortable yet stylish black shoes.
The Olympia was as always filled with all manners of supernaturals; Witches, Vampires, Selkies, Seers, Banshees, Faes, Demons etc, and as such the line was obnoxiously long and discouraging to those who didnt know the wonders of The Olympia, despite the line all Peter and Claire do is to flash their IDs, not the mortal DIIE one, the supernatural one that considered them member of the Night-Keepers Organization, meant to keep the secret well secret, which was they had high-paying jobs at the newly created DIIE, and were meant to handle all supernatural seeming cases and handle it top prevent it from growing, and bring any offenders to the attention of the Court of The Covenant. Inside The Olympia consisted of a lot of supernatural creatures, smoking, drinking and dancing. In here, those who didn't look like humans could take off the glamours and appear as they truly were which was why Peter bumped into a blue coloured girl as he walked in, he headed to the bar with Claire who called their order out at the elf whose ears twitch-One good thing about elves they had great hearing but pick the voices they want to listen to.
"Witch's Delight with a little touch of brandy" Claire said. Witch's Delight tend to make Witch's high and enhance their magic temporarily.
"So what's next?" Peter asked Claire after a while during which they sipped their drinks
"Now we dance" she said
"What?" Peter said
"There is a young man over there who has been staring at you" Claire said nodding towards where a younger guy danced though he kept stealing longing glances at Peter; he had slightly lighter skin than Peter, with dark locks and was currently without a shirt as he danced sensually admist the throngs of gyrating  bodies, just one sight of him had Peter sucking in a deep breathe.
"Just one second" Peter said not looking at her face otherwise he would have seen  her smirking. Peter was a master at his trade, he merely moved closer to the boy and let the boy come to him as though pulled by a magnet, the boy was an amazing dancer. Before soon, Peter's arms were on the boy's waist as the younger man rolled his hips which in turn made Peter roll his eyes in pleasure.
"Come on" the younger man whispered in his ears and headed to the bathroom and Peter followed with his mind certain of what was about to go down.
In the steady light of the bathroom, Peter could see that the boy was younger than he thought maybe twenty-one or twenty-two with startling grey eyes for someone with his skin, but he looked even more gorgeous in the light.
"The Orion is after me" the boy said and Peter's mind cleared instantaneously,
"What? Why?" Peter fired as he swung and locked the bathroon
"Am a Hybrid" the younger boy said "There a lot of their men out there, they would take me out if I dared leave the club or talk with anyone" someone rattled the door, and Peter looked from the door to the young man wondering if he should trust him.
"What's your name?" Peter asked
"Damien" he answered immediately
"Why are they after you?" Peter asked
" I am a member of the Creus Line of Hybrids" Peter whispered 'Fuck'
The Creus Line was the most elusive and powerful line of Hybrids in existence.
"Prove it" Peter demanded and Damien showed him his forearm and it had a sigil of criss-crossed wings-One black one white, and Peter could feel the magic he knew the boy was saying the truth. Someone rattled the door again with much more force, then kicked it in. In the din of the club, a lot of people didn't hear the sound. Peter turned and saw three towering men coming at them.
Without another word, Peter swung towards them channeling telekinetic force through his arm and it slammed into the knocking them down but as Peter dragged Damien out he saw them stand up and their eyes turned dark red. Peter tried to focus on Claire's mental signature to communicate psychically as they made through the crowd of supernaturals, but the too many mental signatures made it hard.
"There" Damien cried pointing at a back exit.
Claire, Peter poured all his psychic energy into that thought and immediately he felt her psychic response and he sent her the psychic image of where he was. And he ran out, but with his attention been on telepathy he hadn't been too careful and had ran into a woman who stood up blurring fast and made for his neck in two seconds pinning him down. But Night-Keepers despite not having super-speed had super-strength and he knocked her shoulder bone as hard as he could as her grip slackened he kicked her stomach and he stood up to find himself surrounded by vampires. Stancing for a fight keeping his eyes on Damien who was held by a powerful grip by a vampire, and then....
'Creavit Solem' came the calm collected voice of Claire, and an explosion of light spread through the back of the Club and the Vampires-Whom had been strigoi because sunlight burnt them and their eyes turned red. As the light subsided into a ball of light that floated round Claire then turned into a stone that she kept back in her purse.
"Care to explain'?" She asked raising an eyebrow
"Later" Peter said ushering them towards his car just as a host of other people came out the club, eyes varying colours.
"Drive" Damien called out, Peter didn't need to be told twice, as he floored it but Vampires were fast and though the protective sigils Claire had drawn prevented anybody from entering without Claire or Peter willing it. But the Vampires hit the car denting the door severelly.
"Oi, this paint-job costs a fortune" Peter yelled "Damien, take over. Claire cover me" Damien looked a bit out of it, but when Peter opened the door and rolled out, he steadied the car immediately.
Peter didn't worry about any injuries because he knew it would heal before he could check on it but his clothes won't.
Peter saw the inhuman fast form of the vampire coming at him and he sent it a deadly punch that stopped it in his tracks and he held it's neck and broke it. There were twelve vampires left in pursuit, Peter heard thunder rumbling and he knew that Claire was covering him especially as a lightning bolt hit a vampire coming at him. Peter gathered his magical energy and used it slow down the vampires speed ,till he could see them and not just blurring figures. They were still fast but not as fast as they were, and Peter sent a telekinetic surge at one that had that one spiraling mid-air into a tree and a branch appeared to have gone through her chest. Talk about luck.
Peter's eyes turned the grey that only Night-Keepers could perfect-a perfect blend of black and white. And he let the full force of his powers that made Night-Keepers a known terrifying force in the supernatural world, he raced through them knocking them out and killing the few, he could.  With Claire's invisible magical help, strengthening him and slamming a few into trees. Luckily, the Highway was mostly empty otherwise they would have seen a man battling a dozen fast people, with lightning coming down at intervals, when he was finally done, he was drained and a lightning bolt struck down on him.

And that's Chapter Two, the inspiration just came, this afternoon so there you guys go. I'll be updating Anchors, next. Vote, and Comment. All mistakes are mine.
Xoxoxoxo- Desmond