Chapter 10 Confusion
I can't understand what's going on. The last thing I remember is we were still swimming across the ocean. I think we had stopped at a small island with a singular palm tree on it to eat some ocean life and drink from the coconuts. After that I was sure we had slept and started a new the next day but I can't remember. Now I stand before my lover naked and there's bodies strewn across the floor some with wicked bad injuries. It's like a crazed maniac went on the rampage.
"What the fuck happened here, why am I naked and why in the fuck tits are you covered in.." I sniffed at the scent lingering in the blood and my voice drops to a whisper. "vampire and fey blood...." Jared just kind of stood there like he couldn't believe I was standing there to begin with. "hello?" I wiggled my hand in front of his face. I got no response. I didn't know what else to do so I did what my in stinks told me. I punched in the mouth, heard his jaw break and his teeth clack together. His neck broke too, not that I ment to take it that far I've never been that strong before.
After all his stuff healed up he stood on his feet kicking his unconscious father away from us. He gently cupped my face in his hand and whispered my name. It was so low that I think if I were normal I wouldn't have heard it. It almost sounded like he screamed it, the way he let each syllable roll of his tongue was heart wrenching almost like... Like some one had died.
He smashed his lips to mine plunged his hot tongue in my mouth, its never been hot before. At least not to me. My body responded to him medianly. I was more fluid in my movements than I had ever been. While our body were pressed together as if we were one person I had time to think about what was going on. Jared was usually a non-violent person unless assaulted with bloodlust. Which hardly ever happeneds. Yet here was my gentle vampire covered in blood that smells similar to him.
Were they his family? Were they his kind? Did he wipe out every one but his dad? Suddenly I was ripped away from my thought when a visions growl echoed around the room. It startled me. I thought it was Jared at first or his father but no, it was from me. For some reason my animal is reacting to something in the room. My head snapped around away from jarred luscious lips. My own lips peeled back away from my teeth and another visious growl excaped my throat .
Jared's dad was rising from the floor. My small naked form pressed aginst my mate protectively as if I could protect him from this threat. The oldest most powerful Vampire in the universe. Mentally I knew better, but instinctively I knew different. I was different something had happened and I don't know what but my sensed were better than before.
The king stood fully erect before us his eyes black with streaks of red. He feels no emotion except hatred and bloodlust. I knew suddenly what he was it was like some one was in my head reading a story to me that made complete sence. My mind sagged slightly from the weight of this information. A hiss left my throat. He sneered, I wasn't afraid. I knew who and what he was now. He is fallen. He is cursed.
I should have known the pale skin the light lovely hair, the only difference between the old him and this version is he's missing the kind blue eyes his white 10 foot wings. "Gabriel..." he spat at me. His voice came out like a man sharping his knife on a flint stone. Scratch scratch. "Wolf... Why are you alive?" I was confused odiously by this question cause I'm suppose to be? But before I could answer Jared answered for me. "She isn't... Well not completely..." my snorting interrupted him. " What in the hot hell are you yammering about? I'm standing here with a pulse and breathing. Aren't I? For fucks sakes I think all the blood you ripped out these guys throats was like a poison."
Jared shook his head thoughtfully panic soared through me and I knew what he was foxing to say before he said it. I wasn't standing here breathing, I wasn't standing here with a pulse. Jared even breathed and had a pulse. He's part fallen part fey. What the hells going on. What kind of hot vomit had I gotten into this time. "Uhhh..." I managed to spew out. The Vampire king stared at me, well I cant call him the vampire king any more since technically that's not what he is. Well I guess if you go by the symptoms then yeah that what he is. Still not at the same time. Hes fallen. The forsaken.
Anyways he stalks towards me his fists clenching and unclenching. He gets right on me and my skin ripples from the closeness, my animal sheiks in my mind. He sniffs delicately at my hair then along my jaw and throat. I knew he was going to bite me, except when he tried to he failed. It was like there was a block on my throat. He started to fight it snapping violently and nothing. Jared punched him in the gut. "THAT'S ENOUGH!!!" he roared.
Gabriel looked at his son with a small hint of kindness before they turned cold and hard again. "I was just testing a theory. This woman is a mixture of three no four different specie it's very uncommon. First human, than, wolf, that zombie which over laps the wolf and four Angel.." I stared at him and started laughing just because I know what he was didn't mean he had to make up stuff about me. "Look here pencil dick, just because your a fallen doesn't mean I am.." he didn't let me finish my sentence. " I never said you were a fallen I said angel, Who ever had bred you bred you exceptionally well. The only way I wouldn't be able to bite and eat you is if you had the loved running through your veins and from the smell it smells like..." he sniffs me again which gives me the willies.
" Michael..." he sneer. I knew immediately where he would fit in. "Markus..." I felt some rumbling behind me. It was Jared laughing. " of course... That explains things the part of Markus being a zombie had not... Your sigh morals, your need to preserve human life... " I was able to react quicker than Jared had. I grabbed the scruff of his shirt and yanked his largish well larger than mine body down with me. Bastard had got us talking and decided to attack while we were distracted.
I dropped to the ground and pivoted on my hands and used my right leg to sweep he feet out from underneath him. His back made a resounding crack against the floor that eww is made from human bone. The weight of his body slamming into the nasty floor. A large fissure slowly spread a crossed it. Steam seeped out from the crack slowly like the air was too cold for the heat of hell.
He stared at me as if couldn't believe what I had just done. I took this moment to slam my palm upwards into his nose breaking it instantaneously. This brought him out of his shocked state, while his nose fixed it's self he jumped up at inhuman speed and kicked me in the stomach hard enough to rupture my spleen. I grunted in pain but didn't let my stance faulter. Pain rippled up my right side.
I spit the blood into his face, he acted like it burned him almost. While he vigorously wiped at his face I kicked in in his knee. He went down to one leg, I wondered idly if there was a way to kill him because he was an angel. I wondered too long, suddenly the fit was going the wrong way. Jared some how is unconscious while I lay in a puddle of my own blood. It happened so fast that I don't know what happened.
The last thing I remember was him sneering above me, talking about my disgusting blood line and how I didn't have much of a body.
