A Guardian's Salvation

By Stein Willard © 2010

Disclaimer

The characters in the story are a product of my own imagination and hopefully have no resemblance to any living persons or vampires for that matter. But if it does it is entirely coincidental. Some of the places mentioned are either fictitious and or adapted to suit the plot of the story.

Sex: This story contains sexual content of a graphic nature between consenting adult women, thus if you are not 18 years old and not allowed to read content of this nature, please move on to other suitable stories.

Violence: Scenes of violence can be expected.

Feedback: Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated, so feel free to drop a line or two at steinwillard80@gmail.com .

PART 11

Chapter 18

The thick sexually-charged atmosphere in the room was broken by a husky drawn-out gasp and then the rapid slapping of skin on skin. Glazy tawny eyes stared into scorching ever-greens.

"Yessss…… just like that, baby. Just like….that!"

A deep growl sounded in the room followed by a high pitched scream.

"Ah, honey…That was spectacular."

Lifting her weight onto strong arms, Trinity gently withdrew from Gabriella's body and rolled over onto her back. She felt Gabriella's hands working at the leather fastenings at her hips and removed the toy. With a deep sigh she welcomed Gabriella's sweaty body back in her arms.

"You are a great inspiration, my angel," Trinity whispered into Gabriella's hair.

"Good answer, honey."

There was a short silence.

"What are you thinking about?"

Trinity lifted her head and stared into the amber eyes.

"I'm thinking about us."

"What about us, my love."

Brushing a kiss against the soft lips, Gabriella closed her eyes. "Just how lucky we are that we are together and that we love each other."

The green eyes carefully traced the beautiful face trying to determine her lover's mood and the direction of the conversation.

"Yes, we are."

Amber eyes opened and locked with jade ones. "Seeing Jess and Rissa together tonight, it struck me how precious our love is." A soft hand cup the cheek of the vampire. "What if things go wrong with Mary and they never get the chance to experience what we have?"

The green eyes softened.

"Your mother will not allow anything to happen to either of them or any of us for that matter."

She brushed the sweaty bangs out of Gabriella's eyes. "Is that really all that bothers you?"

Gabriella's eyes darkened.

"Not really."

"Then talk to, me baby. Maybe I can help."

The therapist sighed deeply and pressed her ear against her lover's thudding heart. How will she go on if this beautiful heart stops beating one day? She was scared of a lot of things, but losing Trinity terrified her.

"I just want you to be safe that's all."

Trinity moaned softly as she held Gabriella tightly against her chest.

"I don't plan on dying now that I've found you, Gaby. Believe me when I say that I'm very careful all the time."

"Good," came the muffled reply. "I will hold you to that."

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Jessica stirred when she felt Clarissa gently extracting herself from her arms. When the grey eyes fluttered open, she was stunned by the adoring look in the brown eyes as they caressed her face.

"It's time for me to go … do what vampires do."

Jessica nodded; her expression solemn. "You have to go feed?"

Clarissa nodded as she zipped up her jacket.

"I will not be long though."

Jessica sat up, her eyes burning into Clarissa's. "Why don't you…"

Clarissa shook her head vehemently.

"NO!"

Jessica slowly crept over the wide expanse of the bed until she was kneeling in front of where Clarissa stood next to the bed.The brown eyes were cool as they looked at her.

"What is the difference, Clarissa, taking blood from a random stranger and taking blood from me?"

The vampire's eyes were flooded with a variety of emotions, the most discernable, guilt.

"I love you, but that doesn't mean that you will have to sate my cursed hunger too." Her voice sounded distracted, as if she was trying to distance herself from the discussion. They looked at each other in silence until Clarissa looked away.

"That's where you are wrong." The sienna eyes turned back to her. "Because I love you I have to take care of you and you of me. Offering you my blood should not simply be seen as an act of sating your hunger, but as an act of love. By the way, I hate the idea of you nuzzling strangers' necks."

Clarissa was staring at her with wide eyes and Jessica was pleasantly surprised when the normally somber vampire unexpectedly burst out laughing.

"You have no idea how unpleasant it is to suck on someone's neck while the overpowering smell of perfume threatens to knock you out." She reached out and ran her knuckles over Jessica's cheek. "You are simply amazing. I am so lucky to own your heart."

Jessica smiled. "Think about it. For today I will let you get away with it, but next time…"

"Thank you, darling. I will consider your offer, but we still need to discuss it more."

The grey eyes sparkled. "What's there to talk about? You bite and suck and I maintain my ideal weight."

Clarissa's jaw dropped and Jessica doubled over with laughter. Clarissa shook her head and sat on the bed nextto the guffawing Jessica. It took a while before Jessica calmed down; moist eyes looked up at the faintly amused gaze of Clarissa.

"We will have to work on your sense of humor, dear."

Clarissa chuckled softly. "I don't know if I will be using it a lot, but you can try."

Jessica grinned and climbed onto the vampire's lap, her eyes staring deep into the gentle ones.

"Kiss me and go do your thing." As an afterthought she added, "No women though."

Meekly Clarissa nodded and did as she was told.

By the time Clarissa left the room, Jessica was lying on her back, her eyes closed and her mouth opened in a gasp. Her body was still numb from the breathtaking kiss. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked rapidly. Wow, what a kiss. She turned over on her stomach and buried her face in the plush pillow Clarissa had used. Her thoughts immediately going back to the discussion they'd had earlier.

It was agonizing for her to listen as Clarissa talked about her life in captivity. The brown eyes were dark with pain as she told her about Mary's cruelty. She was holding Clarissa tightly as she relived the difficult moments where she had unintentionally killed innocents, desperate to sate her hunger. She rememberedholding the trembling body as the incidents came and gone, adding up to a staggering number of kills in the end.

The only way she could reach Clarissa afterwards was to gently reassure her of her love and that nothing would change that. The brown eyes had slowly lost that cold, distant look as she'd stared into them until they just looked at her with wonder. They had held each other until Jessica had dozed off.

She was human enough to be staggered by the number of people who had lost their lives at Clarissa's hands. No wonder she found it so difficult to forgive herself. What would she have done had she been responsible for the death of thousands of innocents? All she knew is that she admired Clarissa's strength and will to survive her ghastly past.

Who would've thought the she would end up where she was now. Dating a gorgeous vampire with a beautiful but tormented soul. No one for sure. Not even she herself saw this in her future.

It was still early and Clarissa would be out for a while still. Maybe she could take a short nap again until she returned.

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Chapter 19

The man tried hard not to squirm under the quiet gaze of the woman. He'd known her long enough to know that she was actually staring right through him at the moment. But still…It made him very uncomfortable. He also knew if he made any movement that gave away his discomfort, the sharp blue eyes would zero in on him until they had probed through every layer of his being.

"What I am about to tell you, Wolfgang, stays between usfor now."

Not surprised at all by the grave tone of his supervisor, the man nodded. He'd known for the past week that there was something underfoot. The agency was abuzz with tension and anticipation.

"I will be extremely discreet, Irmgard."

The woman's sharp blue eyes studied him for a while longer. "We have a rogue element within the Royals. At first we'd suspected a lower ranking member, but it is known now that Clarissa has been turned."

Wolfgang had to steel himself not to roll his eyes at the news. Duh, that's so old news, he thought to himself. He kept his face impassive when he leaned back in his chair, swirling the drink in his hand. What an anti-climax. When Irmgard had asked him to meet her at her house he'd expected a big revelation. But this is a complete waste of his time.

"That is unexpected. After all the training and scouting I'd never expect her to join the ranks of Mary. On the contrary, I'd expected her to want to take revenge instead."

He looked down into his drink to hide the faint smirk on his face. For a big international agency boasting the four deadliest vampires in existence, it was disappointing to realize how slow they were in keeping abreast with information. Mary was always a step ahead and they haven't even clued in why exactly. When he looked back at the woman, he found her looking pensively at her own drink.

"Clarissa is very dangerous and I have no idea how we will be able to neutralize the threat she poses. If indeed she decides to join forces with Mary, we will have our work cut out for us." She looked up suddenly. "I want you on this project and I want you to organize a team who will keep tabs on Clarissa. I will have to head the search for Mary myself. The Royals expect me to deliver and I would hate to disappoint them. Can I count on you?"

He nodded quickly. "Of course, Irmgard. I will start making calls tonight and assemble the best hunters for this operation."

"Do not try to engage her, Wolfgang. She will slaughter you all. Heaven forbid, she already took out a team two nights ago."

Once again he schooled his face into a mask of trepidation.

"She did?"

"Yes. The Royals are keeping it under wraps though and only a few know about it, you included."

Wolfgang's eyes were cool as he took a sip from his drink.

"Why would she want to join Mary?"

Irmgard sighed deeply.

"Mary is the last living member of the Renegade Council as you know. Her intentions are vague. She could perhaps aspire to succeed Mary once the Royals have destroyed her or…or she could just be craving the thrill of kill. She is after all a blood relation of Tristan."

Wolfgang carefully filed the information away.

"I find the first a more suitable scenario. She would be a valuable asset to Mary since she knows the inner workings of the agency and the Royal hierarchy."

"I fear you are right." She gulped down her drink and came to her feet. Wolfgang had worked long enough with the woman to know that their meeting had come to an end. He hastily finished his drink and rose too.

"I promise I will not let down you down, Irmgard. I will have a list of the team members on your desk first thing tomorrow."

She smiled thinly.

"Thank you, Wolfgang. I knew I could count on you."

Leaving the Stroller mansion, he drove over to his penthouse flat and immediately fixed himself another drink. Sinking down on his expensive leather sofa, he reached for the TV remote and browsed through the channels for a while, before settling on a news channel. But his mind was not on the news report, instead he was mulling over what had been discussed during the short meeting he'd just attended.

It is official now that Clarissa was their rogue element. It was also clear that the Royals were trying to keep her killings quiet. But why? Why not just hunt her down and destroy her? What were they trying to achieve? He took a sip from his drink. Could it be that the great Royals were scared of losing face within their own ranks because of their lack in judgment when they allowed the former renegadeinto their fold?

He sat up straighter. That's it! This could cause a major upset within the Race. Maybe even lead to a rebellion …one which could replace the current hierarchy. No wonder they want to keep it under wraps.

He laughed out loud as heslapped the smooth leather surface of the sofa. Wow, this could signal the downfall of the Royals…and perhaps the total annihilation of Lecrac's legacy. It was good to know that they weren't as untouchable as they'd thought.

A quick flash on the screen caught his attention and his eyes were sharp as they followed the sleek lines and curves. A 250 footer wasn't such a bad investment. He'd always wanted a yacht, a big, flashy babe-magnet. It could become a reality for him…soon.

He reached for his cellphone and punched in a number.

"We need to meet."

"I like the sound of that," the voice on the line eagerly said and hung up.

Wolfgang looked at his wristwatch and grimaced. He didn't even realize that it was this late already. Damn vampires. They even have them keep their wacky hours now.

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The garden was dark as she slowly made her way toward the house. She made a sharp turn to her right when a soft chuckle sounded.

"You came."

"I had a few hours to kill."

There was a long silence.

"I have a proposition for you. It will be beneficial to us both."

The electric blue eyes were so intense, they almost looked white. A jaw tensed and relaxed.

"Your arrogance knows no bounds."

"Are you not even a little bit curious to hear what I have to say?"

"No. I don't want anything to do with you and your kind."

"My kind? No need to get insulting now. Last time I checked we were both vampires."

The blue eyes narrowed dangerously as a look of pure distaste crossed the tall vampire's face.

"That's where you're wrong. You and your followers are the worthless residue left at the bottom of a slimly pond. We are NOTHING like you. Please don't try to make contact with me again. It doesn't look good to be seen with you."

Another set of blue eyes hardened.

"I thought you might want to use this opportunity to tip the scales in your favor for a chance."

"I'm not interested, I said. Goodbye." The tall vampire turned away.

"Wait…If you're not interested, then why did you come in the first place?"

The visitor turned back slowly. "If my sources serve me right, you have enough swords out there vying for your blood. I guess I just came to see you alive for the last time."

"Many have tried before and none have succeeded," came the arrogant reply.

"This time, I think you are living on borrowed time. They will succeed."

"You wish for such an outcome so that you can take my place. Am I right, Leonara?" The blue eyes were cruel. "Ah… I almost forgot. You are convinced of my demise because your sorcerer predicted it. Sorcery is so primitive and has no place in this century, my dear."

"Good bye, Mary. I believe your bloody reign is soon to come to an end." A sable eyebrow lifted. "The world will most definitely be a better place without you in it."

Mary's eyes shone red as she watched the tall brunette walk away. She felt like tearing something apart, preferablysomeone. Her eyes burned brighter as they kept on following the other woman walking away. Just wait, before the end of this century she will deal with the arrogant bitch. She will make her swallow her words.

"Do you want us to deal with her, Princess?"

She shook her head, her eyes still on the spot where the other woman had disappeared to.

"No, Geoff. She's not of importance now." She turned her eyes on him. "Where is Clarissa?"

Geoff swallowed. "She…she requested more time before she met with you, Princess."

"How much more time?" Mary's voice was dangerously low and Geoff was quick to reassure her.

"Until tomorrow."

Mary's flat blue eyes stared at him unblinkingly.

"Let's hope for your sake she shows up tomorrow, Geoff."

The thin man swallowed hard and nodded nervously. With a quick twirl, Mary disappeared leaving her right-hand man more than a little shaken.

To be continued

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