Eve Langlais: Hybrid Misfit

Gene nudged him as the van halted outside a large house tucked outside of town. The light flooding the front lawn from the windows was enough for them to see that there were quite a few cars parked out front. The stench of vampire was unmistakable, especially to one with a refined olfactory sense like his.

“Time to play?” Simon questioned.

Gene grinned, his smile bright in the gloom. “Let’s show them what happens when they mess with the woman of beings more powerful than them.”

Simon jumped down from the floating carpet, hitting the ground with barely a thump. He flexed his hands, and his claws sprouted sharp and deadly.

Time to kick some vampire ass so I can get some sweet ass of my own. He sniffed the air and found his first victim, a fledgling left to guard outside.

With a twist and a crack that severed the spine, the vampire dropped to the ground, permanently dead. Not that Simon stayed to check. Urgency and a need to protect Beth took over, and the vampires he met on his path to find his one , discovered why they should never fuck with dragons, because no one touches what is mine.

When the outside was cleared of the foul ones, Simon met up with Gene who, with a flick of his hand, sent the front door to the home swinging open soundlessly.

In they stalked, Gene flicking fireballs at the vampires that came pouring out of the depths of the home to meet them. Simon took a more hands on approach: slicing, dicing and breaking the snapping creatures that dared get close enough to him. And when they began giving him a wide berth, he went after them with a snarl.

They worried not about the noise they made, because Gene, in order to retain the element of surprise dropped a silencing spell on the area.

At last, only one stupid vampire stood between him and the closed doors that hid Beth.

“Shall we announce ourselves? Gene asked with a deadly twinkle in his eyes.

Simon just grinned, and while the remaining vampire blanched-not an easy feat given his already pale status-he approached, rotating his extended claws in a hypnotizing swirl.

When he got close enough, he grabbed the soon to be permanently dead one and rammed a sharp claw through its torso. He allowed the creature to emit a scream that he cut off with a slice to its jugular.

Then he stood in front of the doors, chest heaving. A cry from inside made his rage double and before he could barrel through the doors, Gene blasted them open.

And when he saw his one , tied to a chair with her face swelling, he lost all reason.

They are all so dead.

I regained consciousness to a slap in the face. I forced my heavy eyelids open to see a familiar face-how unfortunate. “Jeremy, I should have known you’d be behind a cowardly attack on a woman.”

My ex-brother, who during his incarceration with me had acted as a sort of leader to the rest of the inmates, grinned at me with pointed teeth. “Beth, how nice to see you again.”

“I wish I could say the same. How’d you find me?” Of all my ex-brothers, Jeremy frightened me the most. As the strongest of the lab-created vamps, he was the one who’d received a sample of my blood, given to him by scientists who wanted to see what effect my blood would have on him. Jeremy had greatly enjoyed my blood, because it not only gave him the ability to walk in sunlight, it was apparently much better tasting than that of a human’s-lucky me. From that moment on, I ended up having to watch myself, because once word got around about my blood’s unique properties, all the vampires incarcerated with me wanted a taste, whether I was willing or not.

“I’ve been looking for you a long time. I can’t believe you didn’t come with us when we escaped. I thought we were family.”

“Family doesn’t want to fuck and suck on each other,” I spat. It still irked me that they’d turned on me. Silly me, I thought being victims of the same sick bastards would have made the bond of friendship stronger than that of avarice. I used to be so gullibly stupid back then.

“Minor details. As to how I found you, I noticed over the years, that every time one of us went missing, it coincided with them going out for some fun , the naked dancing on a pole kind. When I realized that, I began sending groups of the boys to clubs, although, I have to admit, when you moved cities about two years ago, you almost lost me. Lucky me, though, I found you again.”

“Yeah, lucky.” As I encouraged Jeremy to talk, I worked at the rope that bound me to the chair I sat on. But my claws, while sharp, were awkwardly placed for slicing. I also wondered what the hell had happened to my supposed protectors. They put me out there as bait and then disappeared. Nice. They’d have some apologizing to do with their tongues and cocks when I got out of here. Of course, the odds of my escaping didn’t look good, but I always was an optimist.

“Aren’t you going to ask what I have planned?” Jeremy said with a smile which said without words that nobody sane was home.

“Hmm, let me guess, you’ve decided to bathe.” I wrinkled my nose and was rewarded with an expression of rage and a backhand that snapped my head sideways. I saw pretty stars for a moment before I straightened to taunt him again. “Ooh, what a big man, hitting a woman all tied up. Is that the only way you get sex, too?”

I expected the next slap, and I laughed once the buzzing in my ears died down. “Woo. I was wrong. Even tied up, a woman is too feisty for you.”

Jeremy’s eyes burned red with rage and I smiled vapidly back at him. I knew from experience my succubus wiles didn’t work on him, something about his mind or powers being too strong. But it didn’t stop me from sending out vibes in the hopes some of his weaker coven members would succumb and give me an edge.

“Nice try,” Jeremy smirked. “I’ve learned a lot in the last couple of years, including how to control those weaker than me, which happens to be all of the vamps that came with me and those I’ve come across since.”

“It didn’t help Jonathon,” I replied sassily.

Jeremy growled. “Let me rephrase then. So long as they’re within a certain proximity, I can protect their minds from soul sucking bitches like you.”

“Oh, that’s rich coming from a blood sucker,” I rolled my eyes. A crash sounded from outside the room along with a scream that cut off abruptly. A chill breeze flowed into the room with a familiar scent and I smiled. “Uh-oh, are you in big trouble now.”

Jeremy slapped me again and I cried out on purpose, for truly, the slap hadn’t actually hurt much. But I achieved the desired result.

The doors to the room slammed open, and in stalked my furious dragon, his body bulging at the seams and his green eyes blazing with fury. Gene followed behind him with his trademark grin, juggling fireballs. Even given my current predicament, I found it hot and my body responded.

Simon spied me and I could tell by the way his body tensed up that he’d noticed the swelling on my face.

“Hey, baby,” I called out. “He did it.” I inclined my head towards Jeremy who blanched when, with a roar that shook the house, Simon charged at him.

Gene followed more slowly, lobbing fireballs with unerring accuracy at the other vampires scattered about the room. When he finally reached me and released my bonds, I couldn’t resist saying, “Took you long enough. I thought I was going to have to clean the nest up by myself.”

“I tried to hold Simon back because I knew you could handle it, but dragons can’t stand it when people steal from them.” Gene rolled his eyes as he said it, while at the same time lobbing a fireball over my shoulder.