Silver Eclipse | By : DemonaSaDiablo Category: Anita Blake > FemmeSlash Views: 2596 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: I do not own Anita Blake though I wish I did, don't we all? She belongs to the great Laurell K. Hamilton.
AN: This is my first time posting in this category. Like I said, this story is probably not the most original one and I know the title sucks, but it's going to be the name of a bar in the story. This is something I'm doing in my spare time while I figure out my other writer's blocked fanfics. No flames unless it is constructive critisism. Enjoy.
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Chapter 1
I was drunk, very drunk. My best friend, Aina Fane, was no better than I was as she staggered along side with me. That new drink really took after its name. Le Boisson des Morts, French for the Drink of the Dead, are very strong, strong enough to knock out a lycanthrope. Even a lycanthrope's high metabolism couldn't keep up.
Behind us was Kullen 'Kull' NicBrylwin, and he was the only one of us three who was not drunk. But then again, I'm not trying out for the Woman of the Year award. I don't get drunk that often, but this new drink really did it. Even Aina who was a wererat was knocked out, and more incredibly me.
I'm 1/3 vampire, 1/3 werewolf, and 1/3 human born through a scientific screw-up of bioengineering. I was supposed to come out 100% human, but like I said it was a screw-up. Vampirism and lycanthropy is not inherited, I'm just lucky. Note sarcasm. Don't get me wrong, I didn't grow up in a research compound and the only science labs I've ever seen are ones inside a school when I was a kid, or now where one of my fathers work as a science teacher. That's right, one of my fathers, I have two of them.
The father, who is a science teacher, is an Ulfric; a werewolf king while my other father is a master vampire. My mother is a necromancer. Together the three of them form a trimutive, a circle of three. I was a test-tube baby born from a combination of merging two sperms and having it join with a human egg.
It wasn't easy either as I have been told because I was the 11th try. The other ten either wouldn't join, fell apart, or died. Why did they choose to have a kid this way? Well there was minor problem with Mom having two kids, one from each father. Dad and Papa don't exactly get along too w So So the child they sired would end up fight with each other, and we would have more than just Dad and Papa fighting with each other over Mom. So they used this method of bioengineering, aren't I lucky? Yes, I know the sarcasm, sorry, but being a real freak of nature was not my life long ambition. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents, I just don't like what I am.
Anyway, my parents are miles away from San Francisco, living in St. Louis, Missouri. Thank God for that because, let's just say, 2 out of 3, actually come to think of it, all 3 would really disapprove of being drunk. But hey, they weren't here so what they don't know can't hurt them or me. As I have said I'm usually not drunk, today had just been a really bad day, a regular 'wake up on the wrong side of the bed' day. So what's a little fun at the end of the day? I admit that we got a little carried away, but hey I'm not perfect, and definitely doubt anyone is.
Besides it was Friday, and I had weekends off, so we had a girl's night off, except one of us was not female but hey he was still a friend and deserved to have some fun on a Friday night. When we finally turned into the lane towards the condo buildings we lived in, the alcohol was starting to wear off. More than once did Kull have to catch Aina, me, or both of us from hitting the pavement. Both of us managed to make it all the way up to the 8th house on the lane without dropping to the ground. Yay for us.
"I told you two not to drink so much. But would you two listen to me? Oh no, you both just had to drink more than 6 glasses."
"Cut the lecture crap." Aina growled at him as he caught her from falling again. Me, I was steadying myself with help from a lamppost.
"I wouldn't even dream of lecturing, or yelling, or whatever at you two now, because after the first word both of you would fall face first to the floor without me to catch you two."
While Aina and Kull continued to trade insults, I rummaged my jacket pocket for the keys. While Aina, Lisa Kendle, our roommate, and myself shared a condo, Kull lived by himself. He knew perfectly well what Aina and I were. It wasn't until after 2 years did Aina and I find out that he was fey, a Daoine sidhe.
He was of both Seelie and UnSeelie court with goblin, brownie, human, pixie, and who knows what else in his blood. Not to mention he was, God who knows, how old. What I definitely do know is that he's hiding something, and that something was hidden from even my foretelling powers.
I am soothsayer, a seer, a foreteller, or, as more commonly called, a clairvoyant. The gift of prophecy. I am not a touch clairvoyant though I sometimes receive visions of the past from touching. Kind ike ike background info before seeing what's going to happen. If you still do not understand what a soothsayer is, think Cassandra in the Trojan Horse. But let's just get one thing straight, I do not know everything, I am not obnicient. God is, but soothsayers are not. Which is probably why I got a nasty surprise when I opened the door. Guess what was sitting in the living room?
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