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Lover Alone	By : TheReapersMule Category: A through F > Black Dagger Brotherhood Views: 4990 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Black Dagger Brotherhood. All characters belong to J.R.Ward. I do not make any profit from this work of FAN FICTION and any resemblance to actual persons liing or dead is purely coincidental.

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Ohoho. Time for the big guns. :D Presenting chapter 2~

Almost...got it...just a little more- And there it went between the jaws of a jealous dumpster rat. With a curse she slid off the side of the giant green bin and leaned against it. That hamburger had been laughing at her for the last hour and then the rats had managed to get to it. How disappointing. With a grunt, she stood readjusted her foot in her boot and started trudging out of the ally.
She hadn't gone too far from the group of males but was far enough out of scent shot that they wouldn't come looking for her. When they had left, she ran back over to grab her things. After putting her boots and coat back on she'd started down towards the McDonalds hoping to score some food since the blood she'd so kindly donated would take a long time to replenish, if it did at all.
Getting away from the males and fighting had taken a lot more energy than she was used to expending but getting away had been worth it. There was no way she was about to be captured by them or anyone else for that matter. Life on the streets suited her just fine. And with that thought, she headed for the local pizza shop...on the other side of town. It would take forever, but it was still Friday and they were sure to have some pepperoni lining the bags like gold.
“Damn it V, we gotta go grab her,” said Tohrment as he paced around the infirmary. He wasn't so worried about the fact that his brother had just been debulleted or bandaged. Wrath had said that female needed to be brought back to the compound before dawn. Why? Her mind hadn't been scrubbed, she'd interfered in battle and above all, she was a pure blood female that smelled like a human. How that managed to happen was anyone's guess but Wrath had commanded it. When the Blind King commanded, they obeyed. She would be found. She would be brought to the compound, willingly or not.
“She's moving bro. Can't bead her yet. Chill my man,” V said as he pressed a hand rolled between his fingers. He watched his brother pace and deep down, he knew why Tohr was so agitated, hell everyone did but none of them said much. With Hollywood out of the game for the next couple of days they were down one.
Even before his door opened, V sucked a short breath through his teeth. A second later Xhex and Zsadist walked in.
“Well, gang is all here and she's stopped.” V vanished. A moment later the other three did as well.
The small trash can didn't provide much cover to hide so she'd punched out the light over the door. Why? The pizza shop owner had mentioned beating her to death if he caught her around his trash again. The moment she'd heard that foolishness come out of his mouth, she had wanted to grab him and choke the life out of the little porker. But she didn't kill humans unless there was absolutely no choice.
The door opened five minutes later and she could smell the pizza. Her mouth watered.
“Shit! Stupid hobo's knocking out my-” and then she sensed them. The porker stopped talking, dropped the bag and went back inside. There was one at the end of the ally, one inside and two more along the rooftops. At the opposite end of the ally, the one there started forward. Damn. They'd come back. So much for just being a good Samaritan. With a muttered curse, she stood up and faced the one at the exit. The light shone his, and it was a he, face. She noticed a huge scar adorning what would have been a perfectly beautiful countenance and a buzzed head so short it looked like it would be better off shaved. He was big and looked dangerous. Well, she wasn't going that way but she needed to get behind him to get a running start.
Behind her was a twenty foot wall that separated the apartments on the next street over from the restaurants on this street. It also prevented unwanted guests and peeping toms from making them into short cuts or death traps. On a good night she could climb over it with no problem but tonight she was weak and tired so it would be a chore.
On that positive note, she rushed the scary dude at the exit. He braced himself but she dove and went between his legs. The man jumped up and turned around just in time to see her rushing right back at him. This time he closed his legs, but since he bent them in just the way she needed, he was no match for her. If she knew there was a way to get away using the street, she'd take it, but this brute and more than likely the rest would be faster on a flat surface so! she used his bent leg as a vault to get up to the broken streetlamp. And using some very interesting and improvised acrobatics, she climbed up onto the wet, slippery lamp, jumped onto the metal awning over the door and ran straight to the wall. She didn't bother looking back, but she should have.
The blackout was almost instantaneous and only lasted what she thought was a minute or so. No matter how long it was, she was still on her back in snow, staring up into a very familiar set of red eyes, with a matching familiar face.
“Ginger?”
Xhex, is that-
“Really you?” A hand was extended down towards her. She contemplated it before slapping it away. Xhex didn't seem to be phased.
“You know her?” Vishous appeared from the doorway to stand next to the the larger female.
“Yes. She used to help around the club.” When V looked at her she scoffed. “All legal.”
Tohrment appeared next to Z and looked on at the scene, the tiny female still in the snow with Vishous and Xhex standing over her. It only took them a moment to sync their movements and surround the downed female.
She stared up looking at the former Chief of Security for ZeroSum and the male she'd let leech off her earlier. Of course he'd come looking and of course he'd find her. She was like a glowing neon beacon for that big son of a-
“Come quietly or we'll knock you out,” he said with a solid face. She looked back at Xhex who looked slightly annoyed if the tick at her temple was any indication.
“Just come. It will make things easier on everyone,” Xhex muttered.
Not happening, she said to Xhex quietly.
And why not red?
Because I'm not going.
Rev is there. Xhex's eyes glowed for a second, and her own eyes widened a bit before she sat straight up, looking down at her boots. Her hat was missing. A quick glance showed it under a foot. A foot belonging to the not scarred one and not the one named V. Her left eyebrow twitched as she watched it being crushed under a solid one-sixty and getting soaked. The foot moved with a jerk and she made a mad dash to rescue the poor tattered green cap with the 7up logo on the front. When it was safe in her grasp, she stood up. Or she tried too. The one who had been stepping on her hat made a grab at her. The hat fell and she moved without thinking.
“GINGER!” Xhex shouted. Her hand stopped inches from where the man's heart was encased. Her breathing was heavy, emptiness settling in her gut as well as her very blue eyes. Hands, familiar hands, around her arm. She turned and clung to Xhex's arm, suppressing a shutter. She didn't even bother looking at the downed male.
Don't you let them take me, she said to the larger female.
I don't have a choice, Xhex responded.
Yes you do. Xhex sighed.
I don't. And that was all she knew. She blacked out. “I'm sorry,” Xhex whispered.
Zsadist, Vishous and Tohrment had all been shocked when the pint sized female had turned and attacked Tohr without thought. There had been no remorse, no hesitation and nothing in those sapphire eyes that even suggested there was anyone home. The strike had been efficient and not a single movement was wasted. Tohr had gone down with ease. It made all of them rethink the plan. Weak as she seemed to be she was still a threat.
Xhex picked up Ginger's small, limp form much like she would have a child and cradled the smaller female against her chest. What a reunion. With a shake of her head, she looked at Vishous.
“Now that we've got her, how do we get her home?”
“Yo Cop,” V was already on it. He turned and talked into his phone. Xhex just grunted. Tohr looked at Z and they shared a nod before the gruff brother dematerialized and headed back to his shellen and young.
“How long have you known her?” Tohr asked as they waited for Butch.
“Four years,” Xhex answered.
“How old is she?” he pressed.
“Dunno.” She cut her eyes over at him before looking down at the passed out female.
“That her real name?” She looked back over at Tohrment as he spoke and the corner of her mouth turned down in a partial snarl. Her and that male were on shaky terms after she'd found out he'd known her mother and had helped to take care of her when she was first brought into the world. It didn't sit well. Sure all this knowledge had come out when she'd mated Jon but at the time it hadn't really sank in. She was just starting to be okay with him now, except at the moment she felt like ripping him a new one.
“No. It's a nickname we came up with at the club. She'd never dropped her label.” Thankfully the Cop chose that moment to pull up with the Escelade. That put the kabosh on him asking anymore annoying questions, but that didn't mean Vishous followed the same rules.
“Is she safe?” he piped up as they all walked towards the big, black SUV. Xhex slid ginger into the back seat before climbing in herself. Honestly? She didn't know.
“Rehv has to be there. I'll call him.” There was one way for her to at least not attack anyone, but Rhevenge had to be sober so she made the call.
The pain in the back of her head had become a dull throb and she noticed she was hot. Very hot. Sitting up slowly she looked around. Well, she wasn't in Kansas anymore. Nope, she was laying in a massive bed in an even more massive room that smelled so deliciously heavy of red smoke. It smelled good.
“Yo.”
“What's doin baby Ginger?” The two voices made her head snap towards the front of the room. Glowing eyes the color of rubies. So she wasn't dead...and neither were they. “Rules: One, no attacking anyone even if they attack you first. Two, don't speak unless spoken too and yes, you MUST speak. Other than that there isn't much else to cover,” Rehvenge said.
Where am I? She opened her mind enough to communicate because she did not relish physically speaking unless she deemed it necessary.
“Brotherhood compound,” Rehv said factually.
Then point me to the exit. Slowly, she tested her limbs. Upon finding they worked she slid towards the end of the bed before hopping off.
“Not happening. Now agree to the rules,” he said with his usual half smile.
I'm not staying so there is no reason to agree.
“Well you're sure as shit ain't leaving baby. It's daylight.” A heavy curse on her part. “Agree.”
Fine. On my life I will not attack even when provoked.
“And the second one.”
Never.
“The King wants to meet you,” he said.
“Fuck that.” Her head snapped to Rehvenge. There was no way she was meeting the King. She didn't even want to be in wherever she was.
“You don't have a choice. You got involved. Now go get cleaned up. You smell worse than the left side of a rats ass.” She scoffed at him and looked at Xhex who hadn't said anything since saying hello.
“Bathroom's through there. Clothes and a towel are waiting,” the bigger female said.
Bitch.
“You know it,” and she smiled.
They watched Ginger turn on her heel and head for the bathroom. Neither of them said anything before hearing the locks slide home. Once the water started, Xhex and Rhevenge looked at one another.
“She's still here,” Xhex said.
“Looks worse than when we left her,” Rehv said. He looked back to the bathroom door from where he leaned against the wall of Phury's old room.
“Think she'll behave Boss?” He rolled a shoulder and closed his eyes, leaning his head against the wall.
“If not...” he trailed off and they got silent again.
First thing was first. She took off all her clothes and stuffed them under the sink behind the bottles of what looked to be different kinds of hair and body product. The shoes got put behind the toilet. Since she wasn't staying long, she'd need to be able to access them in a split second. Once she was naked, she pawed through the clothes that had been set out on top of the porcelain throne. She picked each piece up and inhaled the scent. The bra and panties smelled like Xhex but still had tags. The turtleneck and slacks were covered in Rehvenge's scent. After setting them down she headed into the shower itself.
The shower...was magnificent. There were shower heads everywhere. The hot water felt amazing. When was the last time she'd had one of these? Or at the very least a hot one? Oh yea, before the club had exploded into a geyser of flames. Well, since they were offering the facilities for free, she may as well make use of them.
First thing that got washed was her hair, which she spent a good ten minutes under the hot spray of water untangling and unbraiding. Up until that point she had managed to keep the locks under control and hidden firmly under her shirt, coat and hat. When braided and folded in half, the thick rope fell down to her middle back. When it was undone it went to her ankles. Once it was free, she spent the next fifteen minutes wetting, scrubbing and rinsing until every last bit of dirt, grime and grease was removed from the thick, long locks. Of course she smelled the products before she put them in her hair. They had the most tantalizing scent.
After her hair was washed she started on her body. She scrubbed until her skin was a blistering shade of red that nearly matched her hair. All of the dirt and dried blood washed down the drain and when she was finished washing, all she did was rest her hands against the wall and stand under the spray. The water wasn't getting cold. There wasn't a timer saying the shower was almost up. There was nothing but the heat, the wet and the sheer feeling of being truly clean for the first time in years.
While she stand under the heat, thoughts about her current situation creeped up but she refused to let them ruin a good shower. If she let them interfere, she would go back on rule one the minute she left the bathroom. The last thing she wanted to do was end up killing someone or worse, ash in the morning sunlight.
Deciding nearly an hour after she started that it was probably time to get out of the shower, a finger turned off the water and she started wringing out her hair. Half of the work was in getting the excess water out of it, but once that was finished, she pulled it up onto the top of her head and stepped out of the shower. When she passed the mirror, she gave pause and turned to stare at the reflection. From the collar down she was littered in scars of all shapes and sizes, and had almost no muscle mass. It was amazing that she managed to retain her ample breasts and round ass with the fact that her body had started eating itself a long time ago. The breasts themselves were covered in burn marks, one long jagged scar starting at her left nipple and going all the way across her chest to the right side of her clavicle. Her skin was pale, her bones prominent. Over all she looked like she should have died a long time ago.
Whoopdie doo that she was still kicking around. The final thing she noted was that her hips were decorated with a tattoo each. So they'd moved. Again.
With a shake of her head and an inward curse, she walked over to the toilet and wrapped her hair up in the towel. Since there wasn't much of her short frame to dry, most of the water had evaporated. Sliding on the bra and panties, she reached for the turtleneck and silently thanked Rehv that he remembered she hated short sleeves. And there was also a belt to hold the pants up. Wonderful. When she was dressed, she rolled the pant legs up enough that she wouldn't be tripping but her feet were still covered. And since she liked long sleeves she didn't bother with rolling them up to show her hands.
A knock on the door made her jump slightly before she walked over and opened it. Xhex was standing there with a brush in one hand and a plate of food in the other. The brush had no bearing once she looked at the three sandwiches presented beautifully on what looked to be a hand painted china plate. In just under a minute all three sandwiches were gone and she was looking for something to drink. Another hand presented a glass of water. Taking it and the brush, she turned and shut the door in their faces. The next fifteen or so minutes was spent brushing all of the kinks and snarls out of her hair before she was even remotely presentable.
When all was said and done, she took one last look at herself, finished the rest of the water and left the bathroom. Rehv had left but Xhex was standing by the door staring at her as she came back into the bedroom.
“Ready?” the other female asked.
Don't ask. Xhex snarled at the sarcasm and just watched as the smaller female walked over to the door.
“Remember the rules.” Xhex opened the door.
Whatever. The room with as large as it was, gave no real indication of how large the place she was being held captive was. However when that door opened she was left staring at a very large hallway. Right outside the door was a statue. Oh, so they were loaded. That statue alone would feed the entire downtown homeless shelters for a month.
“This way,” Xhex prompted. With a grunt, she just followed behind the large female. Of course her eyes wandered. More statues, paintings, elegant carpeted and hard wood floors. It made her sick to think about how many people were starving while these bastards lived in their glamor. Shaking her head, she stopped behind Xhex.
They were standing outside of a set of very large double doors. They looked thick and heavy. Off to her right was a staircase that opened up into a large entry hall. Just passed the stairs was a door. Oh, there were boots and coats near that door. But it was daylight. So much for the great escape. Her attention was brought back to the door when Xhex knocked. A moment later there was a booming voice followed by the doors swinging open.
“Enter.”
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