Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Nymphetamine ❯ Nathaniel ( Chapter 1 )

Previously, I had been sleeping, dreaming of nothing as was the norm. My arms were crossed over my chest restlessly and my legs propped up on the old wooden desk before me. Seconds before I had been aware of it, the door creaked signaling its opening, reminding me that I was not alone. I carefully extracted the dagger from its side pocket on my right leg and threw it at the door, closing it shut. I opened my eyes slowly, stifling a yawn where it was due. “I’d much prefer it if you stayed here with me. Patience is a virtue, child.”
Nathaniel growled his distaste, removing the dagger from the door and throwing it to the floor beside me. With an angry sigh, he laid himself back down on the bed and remained silent. I pushed the chair back with my feet, turning it around so that I could better reach my poorly tossed weapon. It was cold in Seattle, much like all the nights before this. I had grown accustomed to this weather, almost expecting it when I woke. Though tonight it was snowing, a terrible night to be out on a job. Over the years since the Third War, the Garreck family (i.e. Nathaniel’s parents) had grown powerful with money, opening restaurants around New Orleans that the Undead couldn’t get enough of. It had taken time, but they had learned to duplicate the human body in every way that benefitted them. They were brilliant and cold beings, caring little for peace and happiness. They had become power hungry and greedy, but in their heart of hearts did right as best they could. They came to me the other night worried and in panic, offering me a price I could not refuse. The mission was simple. All I had to do was watch Nathaniel, their only living heir as they settled their differences with The High Council. But rumor had spread, and I had heard every tale under the sun. None of them I believed. The impossibilities of it out weighed the possibilities and no logical reason anyone could come up with would ever make the pieces fall together. Even for a skilled alchemist like myself.
However, for purposes I cared little about, they hired me because I was not one of them. As such, I cared little about their system and I was hardly motivated by power or money. Though I was bored now, having been here a majority of my night. Slowly, I made my way to the window. I was adorned in black leather, something I had grown accustomed too. My boots were heavy, making it impossible not to hear me when I walked around. Outside the snow was falling heavy, the moon vibrant and bright. From the corner of my eye I detected movement, and in that same movement Nathaniel’s mother came into my view, thrown to the snowy floor by two masculine looking men. Of whom, I assumed, to be vampire. Her body was mangled and battered. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to understand the torment she had been through. I was disgusted by them, but I was too mesmerized to look away, torn between the idea of helping her and watching her die. Of course, I would choose the one that kept me alive. I could imagine what the blade sounded like as it sliced through her fragile body. I could imagine the sound of her screaming had her death not been quick. So much so, it repulsed me and my stomach turned.
I looked over to Nathaniel, oblivious to the sights before me. Being part human made him inadequate. I said nothing and looked back, the woman’s head falling to the snowy floor. In essence, my job here was done. The Garreck’s were dead, as I knew would be their fate and I had protected Nathaniel to the best of my ability. But he was alone now, with no one to help him, and nothing about that felt right. I couldn’t let the child die. In my uncertainty of what to do I tried to think. The old wooden door cracked loudly as it flung open, causing me to jump. Nathaniel, startled into moving, snuck behind me with inhuman speed. I barely recognized the anger in his eyes before he jumped to the snowy floor below us.
I turned back to face Stephan. He was handsome, his body perfectly toned and shaped. All in all, he was a desirable being, and by definition that meant he was dangerous. “Get out of my way, bitch” His voice was charming, and deadly. “I’m in no mood for your games tonight. Move aside and I will spare your life.” Considering I was part of a dying race, the offer he made was generous. The Third War had not been kind, or as promising as we all had thought. Disease and famine had spread throughout the world, destroying the majority of mankind in its path. The supernatural were no longer the minority and humanity had become but a distant thought. But I was stronger than the rest of them; more agile, more precise and extremely intelligent. I was a Super Human if there ever was one. Stephan and I worked on a case together once; even the Supernatural had their laws. He was naturally a cold hearted being, but I doubted his ability to kill me.
I pulled my sword out of its sheath slowly with my thumb, the ringing sound buzzing in my ears. I was the silent type, hardly a go-getter. But I was a fighter, of that I was sure. Stephan analyzed me carefully. By all intents and purposes he was faster than me, and I let the sword fall back into place. “I’m not one for violence. You got what you came for. The half breed is nothing now.” Stephan growled. A rumble so deep in his chest it sent shivers down my spine, and in a wisp of misplaced air, was before me. I braced myself, shoving the heel of my boot back against the wall behind me. My right hand still rested on my sword; my left preparing for any attack hence forth.
“I smell no fear in you, Suna.” This was disappointing to him. It had been years since he had drained a human of their blood. Not since The Human Law had been passed. I was sure it was the chase he missed; the hunt. Who could blame him? Certainly not I; it was, after all, in his nature. “Nonetheless, I’m going to enjoy killing you.”
Before I could react he had me pinned to the wall, his breath hot on my neck. In my defense, I was still only human. I growled angrily, pushing against him, shoving him back a fraction of an inch. The fact that I was sleep deprived had not helped my situation. He pushed me back again, rendering me helpless and in need of both hands. His cold lips kissed down my collar bone, stopping to gently nibble upon my skin and causing me to shiver. He hadn’t had this much power over a living being in ages and he relished in it. Enjoyed the way I shook with anger and determination.
“Stop, Stephan.” My golden eyes made their way to the other vampire in the room. In my current position I could barely see him, and in Stephan’s blood lust I could care less. Quickly, I moved my right hand to grab my gun. Strategically, it seemed like the smart thing to do, though it gave Stephan just the leeway he needed to graze my neck. For a long moment it was fear that rushed through me, and in that fear gave me the strength I needed to move just enough for his head to hit the window and my knee to connect with his gut. I pushed him to the floor, his blood red eyes looking directly into my golden hues. I hesitated for a moment as a wave of fear washed over me and I tried to make my way to the window behind me. But he was faster than I, grabbing my leg and pulling roughly. I registered the gash in my head seconds after, feeling dazed and confused. For a moment I still held the gun in my right hand and then it was gone.
I registered the pain from the bullet on a delayed reaction. I screamed half heartedly, sucking in air like I was drowning. I could feel cold hands grasping at me as I clamped down on my injured collar bone. I saw the vampire before me, his brown eyes changing to a deep red. Death would come easy. I closed my eyes and welcomed the darkness.

I was vaguely aware I was dreaming. Clips and phrases of memories that I could never remember; of places that I had never been to before, and people that I had never known. I moved to get up, and tensed. “Lay still.” The voice beside me was startling. I opened my eyes to an overwhelming blackness and growled, trying to will it away. “I wasn’t expecting such a display of confidence from you Sunari.” I blinked a couple times, color slowly returning to my vision.
“Well if we’re being honest, I wasn’t expecting a psychotic crazed vampire to come after Nathaniel either.” I sat up; my head feeling like it was going to explode, my hair still thrown up in the messy pony tail I had it in before. A wave of nausea hit me and I groaned. The white gown I had been placed in was two sizes too big and didn’t leave much to the imagination.
“What’s the difference? People were going to die.”
I placed both hands beside me, keeping myself balanced. “Excuse me for being bitter, Alucard. You neglected to mention that minor detail before.”
Alucard smiled; a dazzling smile that made me melt. But I was much too angry for that now. “We work for two very different justices Suna. You don’t convey everything to me either. I expected you to back down and let Stephan continue the chase for the boy. Considering the King and Queen had reached a mutual agreement. They all had to die, but you’re always the hero.” I scoffed at him. The King and Queen were not my favorite people in the world. After the Third War, there had to be peace of some sort; a vampire King and a human Queen. We followed the rules of our own kind and joined together (no matter how unwillingly) on the cases that involved both species.
“It must surprise you to meet an honorable being.”
“Not really. It’s one of the reasons I enjoy your company. You’re a genuinely kind person; a rare trait in your species indeed.” I took that in stride.
“And yet you let Stephan shoot me.”
Alucard glared at me, a flash of annoyance in his eyes. “Details,” he scoffed. “I couldn’t have prevented it if I wanted too. You stood in the way of The High Council’s-not to mention-The King and Queen’s decision. I have to believe you knew this when Stephan entered the room. They let your kind live so long as you let be what will be. You got what was coming to you.”
I turned away from him, looking for my clothes. “I suppose I should be grateful.”
“If you were anyone else...” He responded. “You hold quite a place in Stephan’s world. How upset he had been with you, letting him lose control like that. If Stephan hadn’t begged for your safety you might not be waking up at all. There aren’t many laws protecting your species when you’ve disobeyed direct orders. You would do well to remember that.”
I listened to his words half heartedly, standing to my feet. I let the long gown fall off my shoulders and to the floor, leaving me exposed but not naked. I knew how Alucard felt for me. The lust was always there. Teasing him was fun for me, my own form of torture since I couldn’t beat him senseless. “Perhaps you can thank him for me than.” I answered curtly.
I heard Alucard rise to his feet, could feel his hands when they grasped my hips and pulled me closer. He smelled intoxicating and it took all I had to focus on other things. Slowly, his fingers brushed against my sides. He nibbled at my earlobe, distracting me from my previous thoughts and I pulled away, the desire growing stronger. “You can thank him yourself. You’ll be seeing him shortly I’m sure.” He told me, turning me around to face him. My golden eyes stared into Alucard’s green orbs and I quickly looked away. Alucard smiled, releasing me from his grasp.
“Lovely.” I muttered under my breath.
And then he was gone. I took in a staggering breath, angry for having felt any sexual desire in the first place; angry that I wanted him so bad. Angry that –need- far surpassed logic on my list of priorities. I sighed, realizing I had no one to blame but myself in seclusion and hating every moment of it.