Dream of Blood 4
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szarabasjkaTitle: Dream of Blood *thou I'm working on a better tittle
Author: Szarabasjka
Characters: Mostly AU, Jensen ackles, Michelle Rodriguez, Eric Bana and Jared Padalecki
Pairing: None, though, but there are implications of Jensen/OFC
Ratings: PG-13
Warnings: Spoilers on Anne Rice, Stephanny Meyers, Brahm Stocker books, Nosferatu, Drakula, Interview with the vampire movies, True Blood, Forever knight, vampire diaries TV shows.
Genre: Horror, suspense
Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional, bassed on popular cutlre icons and meant in no way disrespect to the authors that ever wrote about this subject, even if they ruined one of the best legends ever.
Summary: Three days in the life of a person, a life time for other creatures, a dream that might never happened, yet it did.
A/N: It started long ago as a game, how could you make fun of Twilight, and then came in an organized chaos to my head not long ago while scrubbing for OR.
(I tend to think in shallow stuff while preparing myself, that way I'm less stressed and work better)
So here it is
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DREAM_OF_BLOOD_4/5
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Chapter 4: the secrets
The second we left the room I started worrying, Jensen was left behind, his eyes fix on me, biting his lip, another guy taller than him brown eyes and dimples got close to him, the one defending the last intruder they had, and took him away by the arm. I was still holding my purse, and it felt kinda stupid, what would be so important there?
We started going down and down deeper and deeper, at every door we arrived they checked on me, wanting to know if I felt okay, it was hard to breath, the air was thin and I felt my head spinning, but I felt the spot where the blood was injected on me throbbing. I felt better after a moment, and then we moved again, until the next door
“Just for a start, we’re not immortal, we just have long lives,” said the boss and the girl next to me snorted
“I’m 182,” she said “and still no wrinkles” he smiled
“Yes, you look as beautiful as the day I meet you” both smiled
“Once one of us is born, we follow the growing of the baby, that’s why we have groups like…” and trying to hide his mock, “Jensen’s…”
“We are born from regular people, and something happens that turn us into this, some others never change, and have normal, perfect lives, with only secret desires of what we have…” The man held my sponsor’s hand “none of us ever turned into this for love”
“What about your blood” looked at her “you said it’s different from normal?”
“yes, it is” he opened another door “but then, there’s a lot of blood diseases and abnormalities,” he let us pass before closing the door “those who doesn’t turn live long pretty normal lives with some weird kinds of anemia, nothing more, this is not some kind of leukemia or anything ”
“If someone turns into us, we find them and help them. Of course that gives us bad name since people missing and stories about vampires raising… never a good combination” she chuckled and shook her head “just few families are open to understand this, but even those have to leave them with time”
“you have to understand there’s no cure for this, not like we want to be normal again…” and I knew that second what she was saying. Since the instant she put her blood in me I felt stronger, I could hear even ants walking, could see in darkness, smell and difference every one of the flowers bouquet in the room. Smell Each and every person there. Could feel who wanted me, who liked or disliked me, and I felt powerful, but once again as I they could read my mind both spoke almost at the same time.
“It will not last forever” the woman held my hand “and you have to be grateful for it, for us there’s no secrets, we’re not able to lie, we can’t have secrets, everything you did to one of us is known by the rest, there’s no privacy among our kind.”
“Any question?” said the male giving her the lamp and holding me in one arm to pass a crack wide enough for a hummer to fall, he just leaped it without effort.
“What about the blood sucking part” the girl made a sound of disgust while landing next to us, with the sound of someone that just moved one-step ahead.
“I felt that in you the first time, if we turn you, you‘d be one of them…” said disgusted
“Only the most basic forms, less evolved of us need blood, their bodies are not ready to process different food” and taking the lamp from the girl “that’s why every one of us turns itself into this at their own time, they need to be mature enough to take care of themselves.”
“Then” I asked confused “what do you eat?” the girl started laughing
“We can eat all things created by nature, without any help from humans.” And he added
“you seriously believe that organic food is made because your kind wants to be healthy?” both laughed “as long as regular humans are greedy we do not need more” another door “of course those who drink blood are also those who can’t move on, they cannot live among us, or bear the isolation from the world” sighed.
“Sadly, they’re the face of our kind in the earth,” she said waving her hand to someone there, I only saw glimmering eyes and dark hair, and fangs, long and sharp
“The fangs are real?”Asked without thinking on it, the boss made a noise, angry and dangerous; she held my hand and put me away from him
“Yes” she smiled and I could see hers, two sets, not one as in fake ones, only in her upper jaw long and a little bit whiter than the rest of her teeth. “And you have to take care of them, they’re fragile when you get older, and if you lost them you better be ready to fight for your life. A vampire that has lost the fangs is always attacked by everything that hunt us”
“You’re hunted?” he laughed, the anger replaced by bitterness
“Every creature in your world would give his left ball to catch one of us, besides there are secret societies that have been trying to get us since the beginning of the time.” He tried to joke but, if possible, sounded even more bitter “we’re mythological creatures, that has magic powers and blood that can make you beautiful and immortal” the scar on his face more obvious and uglier than ever. “Believe me kid, I’m the living proof of human greed and vampire’s stupidity” the girl rubbed his arm reassuringly and he turned to her giving a simple sad smile and a mumble of what sounded of I’m fine.
“what about the garlic and the crucifixes and all that” had to change subject, I might have been scared but also felt pity for him, so powerful and yet so vulnerable in so many ways.
“Hey!” answered the girl “I’ve been born a catholic and I’ve been baptized” and showed me a rosary on her chest, which made me smile and he turned to us, smiling again.
“Garlic has one propriety that causes the blood to stop clothing, our modified hemoglobin needs more platelets than regular blood to stop a hemorrhage, as you imagine, is poison to us.“ Moved scratching his beard “only one of the persons that ever came to us knew that, a boy what was his name?” asked to her, my sponsor snorted “you know, the guy from England, the first one”
“I don’t know.. I wasn’t here by then… ” she frowned and he laughed
“Yeah! it was that other chick the one who left to…” and with the same mock tone “be left alone” sighed and both of them laughed.
By then we arrived to a door, wood, richly decorated and illuminated with lamps at both sides, over the threshold a inscription Oh you that passes by, fix your eyes on me, as you looks now I once be, as I am right now you’ll be
“Here...” he pointed at it and opened it with a long old key “welcome to the boss’ chamber” when we passed the door the smell of lilacs hit me again. After a moment I found two lonely flowers in the farthest wall in a vase, everything there must be at least two centuries old, drapes over walls making everything less somber and in one of the walls a wall to wall poster of San Francisco at noon.
“May I ask something else?” the girl said yes, while inviting me to sit on a velvet chair, she offered me a glass of something dark and powerful, the same substance Jensen gave me at home, this time the taste was less burning “you don’t really need to ask for permission to get into someone’s house right?” My eyes were glued to the image of a the busy city at the time of the day when everything is filled with light and people, when I tuned both were looking at me smiling
“Did your friend require an invitation at your place?” Asked my sponsor I said no.
“We had special one, one of the guys, he claimed to be a prince,” and the girl nodded “he had this weird sense of chivalry, and he would’ve never impose himself to anyone, he gave us that fame.”
“He was the only one that was actually one of us” she said laughing “that was kinda, educated, remember what happened with him?” asked to the boss.
“That monk killed him with the last of his family” and she raised his brow nodding, as if she just remembered something
“that kid had something rotten inside… that was something we had to do” and to me “we’ve been almost in every war, every reign and every empire, from the Romans to the Vatican, to Russia, with that kid, we had a girl...”
“Monica” croaked my sponsor
“Yeah... Her, in US government” and both giggled.
“A Lady from England turned into one of us after an accident” the girl said while sitting on a pillow on the floor “her sons don’t know about her thou…” and the boss kept talking “there’s three guys right now trying to get Latin America for us, messy stuff” said with a smile.
“Uh huh” said the girl annoyed “I don’t like politics, lets change subject” and moved to refill her glass and mine once more.
“We cannot reproduce…” said the boss changing subject to please her.
“…actually we can, but it’s very hard, a mother suffers a lot, it takes an insane amount of care to finish the pregnancy and even then, a vampire has to let the child go, our babies could be regular people or basics, and no one wants a blood sucking toddler leaving stains everywhere….” She said, eyes betraying how hurt she felt about it. Once more I saw the boss getting to her and caressing her.
“any other question kid?” he asked once more “because we have things to decide here, you asked to meet me, and here you are…” and she giggled “I’m the boss” and for a second something evil filled the room.
“Calm down” she said her hand rose to him “she still has questions” and looking deep into my eyes, like wanting to know my secrets “you want to ask about our origin, right?”I nodded and the taller guy Smiled.
“We don’t know… ” scratched his beard “I’ve seen people from everywhere, I can’t really remember where I was born, I do remember it was cold and there was a forest near… ” and sighed looking into the picture I had in front “there’s this guy that located our kind in Louisiana or something. He might be closer to know than many of us even…” and snorted “All I’ve heard is that we were among humans from the early time, that we have been persecuted, exorcised, tortured, banned for and from every religion and every cult in this world”
“And for those who worship what we call pagan Gods” added the girl “We’ve been put among other creatures, as if we were the same kind of animals”
“Like Werewolves” added the boss “And Witches” both laughed, the blonde girl in the bikini entered carrying more of the beverage we were having “this little bird here, wanted to …” and moving his hands to the sides ”Glam people to rob banks” said in a childish tone and all of us laughed
“You don’t relate to werewolves?” and felt my face burning with shame when they bursted laughing.
“I’m not sure they’re real…” said the boss laughing hard.
“Now… ” Said the girl, turning to the door “basics” she pulled me behind her and the boss got up, the sound of sniffing and little growls were heard “sometimes, when desperate to feed, they come behind the converted ones”
“Be quiet,” murmured the boss passing next to me. “I don’t want to hurt them.” And I held my breathe scared.
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Sorry it took me this long to post another one, I just wanted to be sure I have everything done.
PLUS!!! I had to edit the first chapters sorry for that. nd thanks for your patience
Author: Szarabasjka
Characters: Mostly AU, Jensen ackles, Michelle Rodriguez, Eric Bana and Jared Padalecki
Pairing: None, though, but there are implications of Jensen/OFC
Ratings: PG-13
Warnings: Spoilers on Anne Rice, Stephanny Meyers, Brahm Stocker books, Nosferatu, Drakula, Interview with the vampire movies, True Blood, Forever knight, vampire diaries TV shows.
Genre: Horror, suspense
Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional, bassed on popular cutlre icons and meant in no way disrespect to the authors that ever wrote about this subject, even if they ruined one of the best legends ever.
Summary: Three days in the life of a person, a life time for other creatures, a dream that might never happened, yet it did.
A/N: It started long ago as a game, how could you make fun of Twilight, and then came in an organized chaos to my head not long ago while scrubbing for OR.
(I tend to think in shallow stuff while preparing myself, that way I'm less stressed and work better)
So here it is
*******************
DREAM_OF_BLOOD_4/5
*******************
Chapter 4: the secrets
The second we left the room I started worrying, Jensen was left behind, his eyes fix on me, biting his lip, another guy taller than him brown eyes and dimples got close to him, the one defending the last intruder they had, and took him away by the arm. I was still holding my purse, and it felt kinda stupid, what would be so important there?
We started going down and down deeper and deeper, at every door we arrived they checked on me, wanting to know if I felt okay, it was hard to breath, the air was thin and I felt my head spinning, but I felt the spot where the blood was injected on me throbbing. I felt better after a moment, and then we moved again, until the next door
“Just for a start, we’re not immortal, we just have long lives,” said the boss and the girl next to me snorted
“I’m 182,” she said “and still no wrinkles” he smiled
“Yes, you look as beautiful as the day I meet you” both smiled
“Once one of us is born, we follow the growing of the baby, that’s why we have groups like…” and trying to hide his mock, “Jensen’s…”
“We are born from regular people, and something happens that turn us into this, some others never change, and have normal, perfect lives, with only secret desires of what we have…” The man held my sponsor’s hand “none of us ever turned into this for love”
“What about your blood” looked at her “you said it’s different from normal?”
“yes, it is” he opened another door “but then, there’s a lot of blood diseases and abnormalities,” he let us pass before closing the door “those who doesn’t turn live long pretty normal lives with some weird kinds of anemia, nothing more, this is not some kind of leukemia or anything ”
“If someone turns into us, we find them and help them. Of course that gives us bad name since people missing and stories about vampires raising… never a good combination” she chuckled and shook her head “just few families are open to understand this, but even those have to leave them with time”
“you have to understand there’s no cure for this, not like we want to be normal again…” and I knew that second what she was saying. Since the instant she put her blood in me I felt stronger, I could hear even ants walking, could see in darkness, smell and difference every one of the flowers bouquet in the room. Smell Each and every person there. Could feel who wanted me, who liked or disliked me, and I felt powerful, but once again as I they could read my mind both spoke almost at the same time.
“It will not last forever” the woman held my hand “and you have to be grateful for it, for us there’s no secrets, we’re not able to lie, we can’t have secrets, everything you did to one of us is known by the rest, there’s no privacy among our kind.”
“Any question?” said the male giving her the lamp and holding me in one arm to pass a crack wide enough for a hummer to fall, he just leaped it without effort.
“What about the blood sucking part” the girl made a sound of disgust while landing next to us, with the sound of someone that just moved one-step ahead.
“I felt that in you the first time, if we turn you, you‘d be one of them…” said disgusted
“Only the most basic forms, less evolved of us need blood, their bodies are not ready to process different food” and taking the lamp from the girl “that’s why every one of us turns itself into this at their own time, they need to be mature enough to take care of themselves.”
“Then” I asked confused “what do you eat?” the girl started laughing
“We can eat all things created by nature, without any help from humans.” And he added
“you seriously believe that organic food is made because your kind wants to be healthy?” both laughed “as long as regular humans are greedy we do not need more” another door “of course those who drink blood are also those who can’t move on, they cannot live among us, or bear the isolation from the world” sighed.
“Sadly, they’re the face of our kind in the earth,” she said waving her hand to someone there, I only saw glimmering eyes and dark hair, and fangs, long and sharp
“The fangs are real?”Asked without thinking on it, the boss made a noise, angry and dangerous; she held my hand and put me away from him
“Yes” she smiled and I could see hers, two sets, not one as in fake ones, only in her upper jaw long and a little bit whiter than the rest of her teeth. “And you have to take care of them, they’re fragile when you get older, and if you lost them you better be ready to fight for your life. A vampire that has lost the fangs is always attacked by everything that hunt us”
“You’re hunted?” he laughed, the anger replaced by bitterness
“Every creature in your world would give his left ball to catch one of us, besides there are secret societies that have been trying to get us since the beginning of the time.” He tried to joke but, if possible, sounded even more bitter “we’re mythological creatures, that has magic powers and blood that can make you beautiful and immortal” the scar on his face more obvious and uglier than ever. “Believe me kid, I’m the living proof of human greed and vampire’s stupidity” the girl rubbed his arm reassuringly and he turned to her giving a simple sad smile and a mumble of what sounded of I’m fine.
“what about the garlic and the crucifixes and all that” had to change subject, I might have been scared but also felt pity for him, so powerful and yet so vulnerable in so many ways.
“Hey!” answered the girl “I’ve been born a catholic and I’ve been baptized” and showed me a rosary on her chest, which made me smile and he turned to us, smiling again.
“Garlic has one propriety that causes the blood to stop clothing, our modified hemoglobin needs more platelets than regular blood to stop a hemorrhage, as you imagine, is poison to us.“ Moved scratching his beard “only one of the persons that ever came to us knew that, a boy what was his name?” asked to her, my sponsor snorted “you know, the guy from England, the first one”
“I don’t know.. I wasn’t here by then… ” she frowned and he laughed
“Yeah! it was that other chick the one who left to…” and with the same mock tone “be left alone” sighed and both of them laughed.
By then we arrived to a door, wood, richly decorated and illuminated with lamps at both sides, over the threshold a inscription Oh you that passes by, fix your eyes on me, as you looks now I once be, as I am right now you’ll be
“Here...” he pointed at it and opened it with a long old key “welcome to the boss’ chamber” when we passed the door the smell of lilacs hit me again. After a moment I found two lonely flowers in the farthest wall in a vase, everything there must be at least two centuries old, drapes over walls making everything less somber and in one of the walls a wall to wall poster of San Francisco at noon.
“May I ask something else?” the girl said yes, while inviting me to sit on a velvet chair, she offered me a glass of something dark and powerful, the same substance Jensen gave me at home, this time the taste was less burning “you don’t really need to ask for permission to get into someone’s house right?” My eyes were glued to the image of a the busy city at the time of the day when everything is filled with light and people, when I tuned both were looking at me smiling
“Did your friend require an invitation at your place?” Asked my sponsor I said no.
“We had special one, one of the guys, he claimed to be a prince,” and the girl nodded “he had this weird sense of chivalry, and he would’ve never impose himself to anyone, he gave us that fame.”
“He was the only one that was actually one of us” she said laughing “that was kinda, educated, remember what happened with him?” asked to the boss.
“That monk killed him with the last of his family” and she raised his brow nodding, as if she just remembered something
“that kid had something rotten inside… that was something we had to do” and to me “we’ve been almost in every war, every reign and every empire, from the Romans to the Vatican, to Russia, with that kid, we had a girl...”
“Monica” croaked my sponsor
“Yeah... Her, in US government” and both giggled.
“A Lady from England turned into one of us after an accident” the girl said while sitting on a pillow on the floor “her sons don’t know about her thou…” and the boss kept talking “there’s three guys right now trying to get Latin America for us, messy stuff” said with a smile.
“Uh huh” said the girl annoyed “I don’t like politics, lets change subject” and moved to refill her glass and mine once more.
“We cannot reproduce…” said the boss changing subject to please her.
“…actually we can, but it’s very hard, a mother suffers a lot, it takes an insane amount of care to finish the pregnancy and even then, a vampire has to let the child go, our babies could be regular people or basics, and no one wants a blood sucking toddler leaving stains everywhere….” She said, eyes betraying how hurt she felt about it. Once more I saw the boss getting to her and caressing her.
“any other question kid?” he asked once more “because we have things to decide here, you asked to meet me, and here you are…” and she giggled “I’m the boss” and for a second something evil filled the room.
“Calm down” she said her hand rose to him “she still has questions” and looking deep into my eyes, like wanting to know my secrets “you want to ask about our origin, right?”I nodded and the taller guy Smiled.
“We don’t know… ” scratched his beard “I’ve seen people from everywhere, I can’t really remember where I was born, I do remember it was cold and there was a forest near… ” and sighed looking into the picture I had in front “there’s this guy that located our kind in Louisiana or something. He might be closer to know than many of us even…” and snorted “All I’ve heard is that we were among humans from the early time, that we have been persecuted, exorcised, tortured, banned for and from every religion and every cult in this world”
“And for those who worship what we call pagan Gods” added the girl “We’ve been put among other creatures, as if we were the same kind of animals”
“Like Werewolves” added the boss “And Witches” both laughed, the blonde girl in the bikini entered carrying more of the beverage we were having “this little bird here, wanted to …” and moving his hands to the sides ”Glam people to rob banks” said in a childish tone and all of us laughed
“You don’t relate to werewolves?” and felt my face burning with shame when they bursted laughing.
“I’m not sure they’re real…” said the boss laughing hard.
“Now… ” Said the girl, turning to the door “basics” she pulled me behind her and the boss got up, the sound of sniffing and little growls were heard “sometimes, when desperate to feed, they come behind the converted ones”
“Be quiet,” murmured the boss passing next to me. “I don’t want to hurt them.” And I held my breathe scared.
***************
Sorry it took me this long to post another one, I just wanted to be sure I have everything done.
PLUS!!! I had to edit the first chapters sorry for that. nd thanks for your patience
