Dragon among Sheep

There were things that night, that began... things that you could never be ready for, not the way you were then... but in Chaos, comes opportunity, and only in the dark pressures of the cosmos, is a Dark Sun Born.

Morrigan pulled up her panties, pulled down her dress, you cum stained between and on her thighs, she looked confused, disgusted, overwhelmed, then... calm "This is war, Drake-Scum, I want you to know that this is happening because of you, that thousands will die because of your stupidity, Valerica and I have a vision and you cannot stop-

Black, you were completely out like a light... something singing you into a soft slumber.

No... You are not ready, You cannot know....

"What are we, why are we so broken?"

.... We are the King.... We are the rulers of broken things... and with fire and war, we cleanse the weak, and are triumphant in the shadow... We are the Dragon among sheep.

You saw it then, among the flowing waves of blue, the seven Runes burned into the sky, and at their summit, was a figure, dark and strong and powerful. steps led to him, winding and spiralling up into the abyssal sky.... His eyes red, his shadows endless, his power limitless.

Somebody was touching you, you felt cold.... Jolting up, the frozen pees flying off your head and Izzy gasping and looking angrily at you.

God, she was a vision, in a Black and White striped slip-on, her Hair of Platinum and Black woven into a beautiful braid.

She paused "What? What are you looking at, Guapo?" She demanded.

You clutched your writhing head and smiled "What happened exactly, and don't tell me that you're just being a good samaritan." You damnded with even greater power.

Isabella lowered her brows "Some Goths found you in the bushes, I brought you up here, you were burning up."

You sat up, groaning, she protested "Just, take it easy, you look like you had a heat stroke or something."

You chuckled "In October, in Wallace? I doubt that..."

She sighed, picking up the back of peas, and holding it up to your face "Hold still."

You flinched as the cold material pressed on your head, as you examined the perfection of her features up close.

Her eyes looked... Grey now, not silver, and more platinum had crept up the ends of her dark hair... she looked brighter, more beautiful, smoother, sleeker, bolder "I want to forgive you... for what you--what we did..." She admitted.

You frowned "We have history, history shouldn't be forgotten... it should be learned from, so our mistakes can be laid to rest."

Izzy, licked her teeth in her mouth, pressing her ruby lips together "It's forbidden, for our kinds to mix... You're Judge will not take kindly to this."

"Then it suits us well. I don't remember ever doing the right thing." You drew her in for a passionate kiss, that at once she reciprocated, gently but hungrily. There was another sensation, like the gentle flow of an autumn stream, your souls purring into one another... yet another bond...

She pulled away "Oh no..." She cringed, looking panicked "Fuck fuck fuck."

"What? What's wrong?" You asked innocently.

Her darkened eyes turned to you "I made a Covenant with you..." She gritted her teeth "Shit! I can't make a Blood Covenant with a fucking Vampire... Oh Dios, ayúdame Black Lake a protegerme..." She whispered

"I'm only a Half-Vampire and what the fuck is a Blood Covenant!?" You were getting kinda concerned now.

She marched up to you and... sat on your lap, taking your hand and putting it to your mouth "Look under my tongue and I'll look under yours, Si?" She asked quickly. You raised an eyebrow but did what she said, poking up your tongue so that she could see underneath and she did the same... Damn did she look grim?

"Wha' dew yuh shee?" She asked, her mouth hung open.

You did see something, a large black mark the size of a bottle cap, You closed your mouth "It's a Circle with a Love heart on it? Do I have one of those? fuck that's girly." You grimaced.

"We just exchanged parts of our souls, Estupido!!" She yelled, "It's an unspoken binding contract if you die.... I'll die..."

You frowned "And if You die... I die too?"

She nodded "Who knows what strange effects your vampire blood will have on mine... My mistress is going to be furious! oh god, and you will have Wiccan powers now! You can't possess Void! it's too dangerous."

"WOAH WOAH WOAH HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE A MINUTE OKAY!" You cried, making her shut up.

"Now it just so happens that I understand a little bit about what you're saying now, but I can't have Wiccan in me, Izzy, My Aunt is the fucking Black Rabbit, if she finds out about this..." You hissed.

She collected herself, looking around "I'm going to leave this guest room first so nobody suspects that we were in here together, wait five minutes then leave, I don't want to trigger any Void in your so I'll have to do this without magic." She darted down to your confused self and drew you into a shorter although no less passionate kiss, looking deep into your eyes as she separated "Don't get yourself killed, for both of our sakes."

And just like that, she was gone. God damn it, you hated Parties.

Waiting as instructed, although for ten minutes to gather your thoughts, you left the lavish guestroom into the West mansion guest wing, moving through the shower rooms until you stopped.

You heard a voice then, and caught a scent, a scent so divine it might as well been that of an angel. Moving into the large and expensive shower room, you saw the mist rising from a sprinkling shower.

And the form of a girl, dark and energetic danced under it's drops, cleaning herself and singing quickly in a hypnotizing motion

"Well you may run on for a long time ~ Run on for a long time, Run on for a long time ~ Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down..."

She sang so well and so spiritedly all you could do was listen and watch as her ling braid whipped against the air.

"Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well ~ Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well ~ Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter ~Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down." She twisted quickly "Stop God almighty let me tell you the news, My head's been wet with the midnight dews ~ Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from Galilee ~ My God spoke and he spoke so sweet... I thought I heard the shuffle of angel's feet ~ He put one hand upon my head, Great God almighty let me tell you what he said!"

She skipped and sang cleaning herself with masterful speed and grace, You knew Camile was beautiful but... she was a god-honest angel in Your eyes then, Pretty and Passionate.

_"Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well, Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well, Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter. Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down.

Run-on for a long time ~ Run on for a long time, Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down._

You may throw your rock and hide your hand ~ Working in the dark against your fellow man, As sure as God made the day and the night ~ What you do in the dark will be brought to the light ~ You may run and hide, slip and slide, Trying to take the mote from your neighbour's eyes ~ As sure as God made the rich and poor

You gonna reap just what you sow!"

She cut at the air, her muscle showing as her perfect breasts heaved covered in bubbles on top of her tattoos, namely a dolphin and a cross in the middle of her abdomen. Although as she turned you saw her bareback, and the huge spiralling effigy to god that was etched upon it, the huge crest praising the lord, with the words Quincy-Reaper, in its centre.

"Run on for a long time, Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down ~ Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well. Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter ~ Tell them God almighty gonna cut them dooooooooownnnn! -EEP!"

She jolted as she noticed you, covering her breasts and private with her hands as she actually began to laugh.

You cringed deeply, holding up your hands and then putting them back down "I... I'm so sorry, Camile, please, don't tell anyone about this-"

"Oh shut up moron, It's aight, I wanted to talk to you anyway." She said daintily, turning off the shower and walking over to her clothes, never once asking you to look away as she towelled off and got dressed.

You twitched, wondering if your nose was bleeding. She smiled "Okay, let's go get a drink, sit somewhere calm and talk!" She decided, taking your hand and happily pulling you along.

Just as she said, within moments you had a nice bourbon in your hands, a strawberry daiquiri in hers and you sat calmly in the library where only a handful of quiet souls had settled "Vicky's house is totally awesome... it's way less cool than mine, I hate how high tech everything is there, I can never understand any of it."

Camile had a habit, you realised of, what the English called 'talking out of her arse' This woman could talk about everything if she liked you, ask every question scope every angel, more food for that little phone of hers.

"What did you want to talk about, Camile?" You asked sternly... you were both on bean bags, comfortable bean bags.

She smiled sweetly "My friends call me, Millie."

"Are we friends?" You asked plainly.

"Of course we are, we're two peas in a pod, I really like your hair... and your eyes, they are so majestic!" She giggled, although she simmered down quickly "And you are getting involved with my best friends." She said, rather seriously.

"So what if I am?" You asked, you never knew that you'd have to play a game like this with the likes of her.

"I Love Izzy and Vicky, and that Jane girl is actually one of my best friends too, I really appreciate her help with homework. But You... I like you okay, but I don't want things to go wrong between us all you know?" She was so soft-spoken, and caring, what breed of a woman was this?

There was a time where all of this would have sickened you, getting involved with the untouchables, but you can't change fate, this is the now and that's all that matters "I am not going to waste anybody's time or break any hearts along the way, I care about people and... god save me if they come at me, then I'll only be giving 100%." It was the truth, every last word of it.

Camile, closed her eyes, and then began to sob, holding her eyelids as not to stain her make-up "Shit... sorry, can you hold this..." She gave you the daiquiri and you worried.

"Are you alright?" You asked as she sniffed back her emotions and smiled.

"Do you, want to go on a date with me... sometime?" She asked softly.

You were starstruck.

"Fucking... Does Millie Bruce want to go out on a date with me? what the fuck is this world?"

"I uh-um... But uh.... Chaz would **** me." You muttered lightly.

She looked confused "Chazzy? ****? Don't be silly, buddy, If he even tried to stop me from doing anything, I'd just hit him really hard in the face. that usually does the trick."

You blinked "You... Hit him?"

She sighed "Stop looking adorably ominous and drink up, I know somebody that wants to talk to you..." __

And so you did you did, she was rather to the point in her dozy kinda way, you got an air of stumbling through a pretty life when looking at Millie, she smiled and waved through the cosmos in her way. Although when she took you upstairs to the candlelit roof, with a couch, a garden and a pool.

Crystal blue light painted the particles around you, and Millie pushed you forward smiling as she shuffled away "Call me!" She whispered, pressing the elevator button and flying back downstairs.

Sighing you peered about the roof garden, and found a girl, swishing her feet in the waters, looking thoughtful and stunning.

She wore a Red silk dress, red lipstick coating her lips, her curly hair tied back to reveal her dark beautiful eyes.

You could feel her presence and she yours, and so shaking your head, you took off your shoes and socks, clutching your drink in hand, you sat next to her and dipped your feet into the cold waters.

She sat up, slipping on her glasses and looking fairly at you "What do you want?"

"I Don't know?" You admitted, taking a sip of your drink and looking into the blue.

"Camile set this up."

"She's sweet."

"Yeah...." She agreed. although you could see some irritation in her fingers, the way they grasped and fiddled "Are you gonna sleep with all the untouchables, or... that weird Charlotte chick... Literally everybody... except me." She folded her arms and looked angry "I'm you're first... I thought I was special-"

"You've not exactly made this easy for me, there's Duke is he here?" You asked sharply, disarming her as you continued "Then there's the fact that I am a filthy blood-sucking monster in your eyes, something I detest the very thought of... so yeah, you are special, a special fucking pain in my ass!" You growled

She stared wrathfully "Don't get angry with me because I fucking love You! It's not my god damn fault that you ran off and turned into a Vampire or whatever the fuck, leaving me in the fucking weeds!" She roared back violently.

"We were supposed to be a fucking team, My dad died for shit sake! I was fucking comatose, and different and confused, I still have no idea what the fuck you think you're talking about, but I am not doing it anymore, now you listen to me, because I will not repeat myself, all these games that we've been playing ends now. Next, You need to get away from Duke Harmon, I know what You're doing with your rumours but it's not enough... the thought of him hitting you..." You paused, touching her face softly.

Jane bit her lip and looked distraught "I-It isn't so bad... I-I can take it..."

Your eyes burst, the pupils shrinking down to a dot as your body tensed and heat rushed through your body.

Jane stared wide-eyed, looking at your power as you breathed in terror, panicking as you growled "You will not take it, You will take nothing, Anybody who harms you is fucking dead, they are a fucking dead man do I make myself clear?"

She moved closer, touching your chest "You may be bigger, but you're still no match for him. The football team follow him everywhere, if you try and fight him, He'll kill you or you'll be expelled... Charlie I don't want to see you get torn apart... I-"

"Is anybody from the team here now?" You asked Inquisitively.

Her eyes thinned, then widened in realisation. If you two were seen together by the team, they'd tell duke, that would be trouble. "Yes, all except Duke. Even Chaz is here."

You frowned "Shit... Chaz."

"Okay... When can we speak next?" You asked softly.

She paused thoughtfully, "On Monday, during practice, it's one of the only times I'm alone..."

You smiled "Then I'll see you then, Milady."

"Don't be a fucking Nice guy..." She shifted forward and kissed the corner of your lips "Please don't do anything reckless."

Jesus how many girls were you going to consol with today? You were starting to feel a warm fuzzy feeling, maybe it's because you were drunk, but as your nerves wracked under the surface, you felt oddly hot beneath the skin.

In the main hall was as you suspected, an entire dancefloor, with an amazing sound system set up, ready for bands or a DJ, the music thumped and the people danced, spilling their drinks, screaming without care... it was beautiful, it honestly was, until Harry Lincoln put his arm around you.

His sleek face, blonde hair and slightly Asian features peered at you happily "Charlie, my brother, how are you enjoying the music."

You smiled "I like it, really good stuff."

He moved in slightly "Amps and Audio of the lowest degree, this is barely a microcosm of the set up we could have..."

"We could have?" You asked.

That's when she came forth. Vicky hugged herself a little and took a breath "Don't make this weird."

"No-no-no hell no! absolutely not!" You cried, slipping out of Lincolns grasp.

He stared a little pressingly "Camile Bruce gave me good assurance of Victoria, I heard her sing, she sounds like an angel and myself and my dad think she'll be a good pair for us..."

"Us?" You chuckled "I want you to understand something, Lincoln, I don't take petty gigs, and I don't waste my time on places like this."

"Places like this?" Vicky asked, laughing viciously.

Harry nodded "We are talking venues, shows, real gigs, but you gotta start somewhere, and we recommend a solo, then a duo with Vicky tonight."

You frowned, looking around the populated room "Your dad's here?"

"My dad's guys are here, trust me brother, this is the way to go." He assured with his silver tongue. You felt oddly comfortable.

Looking up at the stage, then down to Vicky, you scowled "I don't want to hear a word from you." You grumbled to her as you walked into the crowds to find your friends.

Luckily, already grouped up and dancing, was Cherry's small form, Daisy's buxom form and Izzy's Athletic form, the trio dancing together with drinks in their hands, smiling you slipped in, dancing the night away as they laughed and gleed their way through the minutes, although eventually, the word had gotten out, and Harry had everything set up.

It was time for your first song... you really didn't want to be Here