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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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Okay, I know this might be a little OOC for some of these guys BUT YOU WILL FIND OUT WHY. Next chapter.
For now, chapter 3. ENJOY KIDDIES.

When the massive doors swung open, Xhex started walking forward. She fisted her small hands under the sleeves and waited at the door. Her head was down and she was counting silently, her brain locked up tight against any kind of penetrative attack. She heard the larger female stop walking. Once there was silence again, she started into the room, head still down. The ornate carpeting was very interesting. Not really but it was better than staring back at every single set of eyes that was locked onto her as she got half way into the room.
The doors closed behind her without a sound. After she got to fifty in her head, she lifted her eyes enough to scan the room. There was the one named V, beside him a female that looked exactly like him. On the other side of V there stood another familiar face. The male staring back at her was Butch O'Neal. He looked at her, wide eyed and his mouth slightly parted. She just ignored him and continued scanning. The scarred one was standing off to the other side of the room, closest to the door and a few feet away from him was a beautiful man with the most astonishing hair. She noted that the bed she'd been sleeping in smelled like that male. Off to his right stood a male with a shoulder holster, it just happened to be the other one that had come to get her and that had showed up to save Hollywood and V. Rhevenge was standing next to Xhex on the other side of the pretty one. The only one missing was Hollywood. In the back of her mind she wondered how he was doing. He'd looked pretty rough the last time she saw him.
Her eyes went back to V. She got a good look at his face now, actually paying attention to the details. There was a tattoo around one of his eyes. He nodded once to her, she rolled her eyes and looked to the back of the room, the one space she had been avoiding.
Behind a massive desk sat a male. Massive, commanding, absolutely stunning. His face was angled and sharp, nose that fit, lips that looked like they could do some real damage and his eyes were covered in wrap-arounds. His hair came to a perfect widow's peak and fell in long locks down below what she could see of him sitting. And even sitting he looked massive, in fact, he looked to be the biggest male in the room.
It took every ounce of self control she had not to launch out and attack that male. Rehv and Xhex sensed the change before anyone else in the room. But when they did realize she'd shifted her weight to the balls of her feet, the stare from around the room became a tangible weight.
“Wrath, son of Wrath, The Blind King.” Oh, she knew who he was. There was no need for that male to speak. She knew it as she knew there was still blood running through her veins. The men grabbed their chests, pulling off daggers and falling to the floor on bended knee. Even though there was carpeting, their hilts hitting the floor beneath in a show of loyalty and strength was undeniable. But useless.
“Enough.” There was that deep, rumbling voice again. It had come from the King. “Please sit,” he motioned to a chair a few feet off to her right.
“I'll stand,” she replied. A few of the men inhaled when she spoke. It was a cross between shock and awe. Her voice usually had that affect.
“Suit yourself.” Wrath leaned forward and placed his elbows up on his massive desk. The way his biceps tightened with the movement made her swallow a little thickly. He had to be the biggest male she'd ever laid eyes on. Was she intimidated? No but that didn't make this any easier.
“Kid, what are you doing here?” She looked over to Butch.
“You know her Cop?” Wrath asked.
“Yea, she used to help me with cases when she was around. Bought her a couple of meals as repayment.” He scratched the back of his head. She pulled her arms up and crossed them over her chest, shifting her weight to her left. No one missed the movement.
“You got a name?” Wrath asked her. She closed her eyes and let her head fall down, chin meeting chest. After taking a few deep breaths and counting to ten, she lifted her face. Her eyes locked dead across the room straight through those pitch black lenses.
“Wrath son of Wrath, King of the Vampire Brood, I hereby denounce you as my leader. I formally request to be released back unto the streets I have been taken from to never see or speak with any of the Brotherhood again.”
Silence. No one even breathed.
“And you know by saying that I can kill you right?” he said, an elegant, thick eyebrow arching up.
“Why bother? I'm just a street rat who helps out the humans and doesn't bother a fly.”
“You interfered in a battle you had no business getting into,” he said, leaning back in his chair.
“Oh, sue me. They survived, the enemy died. That's all that matters.”
“And that's where we differ kid.” She actually growled and gripped her arms through the shirt that had been lent to her.
“What the fuck is the problem with letting me go back to trash bins and rats? I'm not hurting anyone,” she said to him.
“Tell me your name.” Good god he really wasn't going to budge. She actually sighed and brought a hand up to her forehead. After a moment she looked at Rehvenge and Xhex. Both of them were just staring.
“Why does it matter?” Wrath didn't say anything, he just waited. With a grunt, she let her hands fall to her sides. “My name is Vehngence, first born of the Chosen Aliya and Black Dagger Brother Mhercy son of Black Dagger Brother Mhercy second son of Baaldur, blooded brother of Wrath.”
The silence got so thick she felt like she could choke on it. What made the silence worse was the fact that every living creature in that room knew the words she had just uttered were none other than the truth. Of course it would be the noisy cop who would break the ice.
“Wait, doesn't that make her like... family?” He grunted when V elbowed him in the side. “What?” he muttered.
Wrath was staring at her, mouth slightly parted. His face didn't stay that way long.
“Nice try kid. I don't know how you have managed to pull this off without any of us knowing you're lying, but you've got talent.” he laughed.
“I dare you to tell me I'm lying to my face and see who's really lying.” Even through his shades, she could feel his eyes lock onto hers. And a battle of wills started as the large male started to slowly rise from his chair. He walked around the side of his desk, eyes never leaving hers and she didn't move an inch. If anything her back straightened.
“V, you know anything about this?”
“Nope.”
“Well kid, I say again you-”
“She speaks the truth Wrath, son of Wrath.”
Suddenly, the room dropped about thirty whole degrees. Where everyone turned to see a figure standing in a white robe, almost hovering over the floor by the desk, they all turned back to Vehngence. Xhex and Rehv shouted and rushed her.

Tohrment reacted first shoving Wrath out of the way as the Symphath's jumped onto the small female. Everyone watched as Rehvenge yanked the collar of her shirt down and both of them sank their fangs deep into her skinny neck. The female growled, blue blue eyes starting to fade before shutting. Her entire body went limp between the two.
“Such rage for one so small,” the Scribe Virgin hummed.
“Take her back to Phury's old room.” Rehv and Xhex nodded at Wrath and left the study with Vehngence. The King went back to his chair and sat down.
“She is where she needs to be Wrath son of Wrath.” he looked over towards the Scribe Virgin. “That female must stay by your side.” And with that, the progenitor of the vampire race just vanished as quickly as she'd appeared.
Payne and Vishous were staring at one another before they looked at everyone else in the room. “Yo, everyone who doesn't have crazy mad divination powers vacate the room.” Vishous looked at his twin, “you too please.” She nodded.
“I must get back to my hellren.” With a nod to her brother, Payne left the study and was quickly followed by the rest of the Brotherhood. When the doors shut behind them all, V popped a squat in one of the chairs.
“What is up my brother” Wrath asked as he removed his wrap-arounds and rubbed his eyes.
“Other than a visit from my delightful mother and her shittastic news? That female is dangerous.”
“Hn.”
“More than Hollywood and his other side.” He rolled one of his smokes between his fingers since George was in the room and he couldn't light up. "She also can't leave.”
“Why?”
“First, mommy dearest said so. Second because she plays an important role.”
“Not getting anymore than that?”
“Nope.” He rubbed his temple. “She's almost dead.”
“Could feel the hunger coming off like a second skin.” Wrath sighed and looked at his brother. “If she is as pure as you say she is and she says she is, we gotta find her an arm to munch on.” Everyone knew V did not donate. He was the recipient, always. Wrath had Beth to feed and the only unmated male was Tohrment.
“I'll take care of it.” Vishous stood and nodded to Wrath. “My King.”

There was warmth on her forehead. It was a nice kind of warm but it was heavy, almost as if it was a seeking warmth, not a comfort warmth. Her head turned away but it followed.
Vehngence's eyes snapped open and her lips peeled away from her teeth as her fangs fully extended. She looked straight up into dilated silver eyes.
“Let me in,” V said. She reached up and grabbed the sides of his head. When she made the connection, she pulled his head down and their foreheads met.
“You really want to see? Fine then, take it all.” Since he wanted in, she would let him in. The floodgates she kept a tight reign on opened wide and she shoved everything into Vishous' head. Memories, emotions, questions.
The way his mind was being assaulted caused his pupils to dilate and retract and repeat the motion as they tried to slow and stop the torrent of images flashing through his brain. He couldn't shut it off, he couldn't stop it and actual terror filled his features as he ripped himself away from the small female screaming and clutching his head. He collapsed to his knees and the two symphath's were on her before she could roll off the bed.
There was no fight left in her. Vehngence was weak as a baby kitten and pinning her to the bed took no effort whatsoever. The sound of retching called everyone attention to the bathroom. V was bent over the toilet and he looked to be dry heaving.
“Get out,” Vehngence said.
“Can't leave you baby Ginger,” Rehv replied.
“Get. Out,” she bit out with a little more force. Xhex was the first to move followed closely by Rehvenge. When the door shut behind them, Vishous made an appearance. He was wiping his mouth and she was just staring at him with a blank face.
“You're hungry,” he said when he got tot he edge of the bed.
Fed you and the big guy. Then donated to two crazies. While she lay there, her blue eyes peered straight into silver. Usually Vehngence wouldn't stare into anyone's eyes but those silver pools said so much without giving away a thing. He contemplated her for a few moments before he sat on the edge of the bed.
“What do I call you?”
Well, you have already taken my nickname. I hate being called Ginger and would really like to rip their tongues out. Saying the whole name is just too much expended effort. I don't care. She turned her head away from him and looked around the other side of the room. There were pictures of vines and ivy every where. There was a massive stereo system and she could see endless amounts of cd's.
The moment the bed moved, her head snapped right back to V. She noticed an arm coming for her and she stiffened. But then...it was all instinct. Blood hit her nostrils and her fangs completed extended, her eyes bled out and her conscious brain shut completely off. Where she had been weak and barely able to move, adrenaline allowed her to move and sit up, meeting that bloody appendage with her mouth. The minute her lips wrapped around that dripping liquid, her fangs sank deep.

Vishous cursed, the pain lacing up through his wrist where she carelessly bit down without watching herself causing him to get half hard. He heard her moan and growl around his wrist and he watched her eyes close. Her bony arms locked around his to hold him in place as she fed at his vein. He could smell her hunger, feel her need at the base of his skull and that was the only thing that stopped him from ripping her off of him. He didn't offer anyone ever. He wasn't a donor, he never put himself in this position but he didn't have anyone else to feed. He also had her blood pumping through his veins so it was customary to at least give it back.
What he did next was also out of his comfort zone, but his body moved without regard to mental commands to stop. Vishous reached over and pulled her body closer. She let out a feral growl and her body started to shake. Vehngence's eyes snapped open and he got a full blast of warning. He simply ignored it and pulled her back to his chest. She moved enough to get herself situated and V had a feeling that if she hadn't been in a purely instinctual state of mind, he would be in for a fight.
As Vehngence lean against his back and drink, V leaned down and inhaled her scent. Not the shampoo she'd used out of the bathroom or the body wash or even the smell of the clothes she was borrowing, but her. She had managed to do something no one had ever been able to do. Instead of him poking and prodding and taking what he wanted from her brain, she'd locked herself up until the very last second and then force fed him like a tsunami. His brain was still trying to make sense of the torrent of images she'd thrust inside his skull but from what he'd already managed to understand, he felt for this small female.
When V was sure she had enough to sleep comfortably and to actually start healing, he placed his gloved hand to her head and let a gentle pulse flow through the fingers. Vehngence sighed and her head fell back, fangs retracting. Her eyes dropped lazily and she turned her head to stare up at him. Her pupils were dilated and her breathing deep. Her heart rate was steady and her face was flushed instead of pale. After a few moments of just staring, her eyelids dropped and she fell asleep.
Carefully, he licked his wrist to speed up the healing and extracted himself from the bed. The small female rolled over to her side and curled up around a pillow. V watched and shook his head.
“You are going to be shitastically helpful.” The door opened and he didn't need to look to know it was the symphaths.
“Yo. You good?” Rehv asked.
“Peachy,” V answered as he started for the door.
“She okay?” Xhex asked as she moved away from the door and towards the bed.
“Obviously,” he retorted. “Make sure she doesn't go anywhere. When she wakes up, call me,” and he was gone.
Rehv and Xhex looked at one another before they looked at their friend on the bed. A fucking royal. How did a royal manage to escape into the folds of human society? What happened to her family?
Who'da thunk it?
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