Short, short recap: =P
So Marcus is on schoolgrounds and Luci got threatened by another (powerful) demon.
P.O.V. (still Luci)
"Jow, Luce. You comming? I don't want to sound pushy but I got orders from the big boss to carry you if I have too. I think he's feeling guilty. You should take advantage of that while you can. Seth isn't know for being guilty about something. So"
He stopped mid sentence seeing I had company.
His gaze zeroed in on my hand resting on Marcus' cheek. I saw the little hamster in his brain picking up the tempo in his little wheelthingie and drawing it's own conclusions. He looked from me to Marcus. To Marcus and back again. Me, Marcus, Marus, me, me, Marcus, Marus, me, me, Marcus, Marcus, me. He kept this up for a while before he finally spoke.
"Seth's not going to like this."
Talk about an understatement. The cocky bastard was so possessive of me for absolutely no reason.
"Like I'd be interested in her like that." I heard Marcus say.
"What do you mean? Is there something wrong with me?" I asked in a fake hurt voice.
"You forget that I know you, Satanini. No guy in his right state of mind would want you after actually getting to know you." Marcus said catching on easely to my joke.
Nate, who didn't know me so well, didn't understand our joke and looked genuinely offended at my behalve.
I smiled.
I knew why I liked this guy.
"You should be so lucky to have a girl like Luce interested in you! In fact you should be honoured to even be allowed in her presence. Now beat it, before I make you."
Marcus threw me an amused smile, saying: 'is this guy for real?'
Normally I would have laughed right along with him, since Marcus possessed a great deal of power and some pretty amazing muscles. But he apparently had forgotten he had lost his powers the minute he entered schoolgrounds and that even his imperessive biceps would be to no use against Nate's vampirestrenght.
I shook my head slightly to indicate that he was making a mistake.
The stupid, slow boy looked confused.
I saw he was going to make a fatal error and intervened before things got out of hand.
"Marcus, Nate my roommate. Nate this is Marcus, my best friend who'd I never think about in any other context. Don't make me puke by implying it."
Marcus slung his arm over my shoulder and kissed the top of my head. Nate tensed.
"No power." I whispered in his ear.
Understanding washed over him and left his expression in a big 'OH'-like expression.
"Marcus needs to go now." I said.
"Maybe I should escort him towards his car. This is no place for a puny human after all."
I saw Marcus narrow his eyes on Nate. I could praticly hear him screaming: 'You just wait till I get my power back.'
I shook my head.
"Machos." I muttered.
"You should all get an oestrogenic shot to balance out all that testosterone. No modern girl likes an alpha male."
"How come all those romance books are so popular then?"
"First: it is so wrong that you know what romance books are about.
And second: the keywords here are 'write' and 'read'. No girl in her right mind really goes all swoony about arrogance."
"Says the arrongance princess." Marcus muttered.
"Don't you have to go and suck faces with Clotho or something?"
Marcus suppressed a shudders at my reminder of him having to seduce a favour from the hags.
"How about you finish the dare first?" He retaliated.
Touché, I suppose.
"Right when Hell freezes over."
There was no way I'd go all lovey dovy over a guy with pointy teeth. I kind of liked the way my neck was, unpierced.
The evil smirk on his face didn't gave me the feeling that I had made my point clear.
"I'll see you around, Luci."
"Swell."
"He feels..."
Nate tapped his the small ring in his lip.
"wrong."
I rolled my eyes at him as if exasperated.
"You're weird. We should get to class, we're already late and I don't feel like getting more attention. It's dreadfully boring, and nothing is worse than having the word dreadful used to describe the experience. I'd rather get set on fire alive than have to sit there one more second staring in front of me, seeing each hundredfold of a second pass." I said.
Nate glanced at his watch.
"We still got two minutes. Plenty of time to get there."
"To the other side of this building?" I asked.
"In case you hadn't noticed; it's a fucking huge castle!"
before I knew it, he had picked me up and was running with me in his arms thruogh the empty halls. The speed was exhilarating. I had always thought of myself as a pretty good runner, but these vampirespeedthing was, was ... wow! Freaking wow! The only time I had felt this alive before had been when I went flying, but even then I had to sneak around, afraid my mother would find out. Nate ran carefree, not giving a shit about what other people thought.
Nate was one of those rare creatures who were absolutely free. The only true free creatures were the spirits of the wind. They went were they wanted to and didn't let anything stop them. I had always shun my empathic ability, for the simple reason alone that it was a gift from my mother. No, gift sounded far too positive; it was another one of her attempts to curb my inner demon. She had hoped than if I could experience more human feeling it would make me less dark, but my aura had stayed the same as before: midnight blue. No amount of the human feelings that crashed through my defences could have changed that. I had learned how to shut others out, only the real strong emotion got throught these days, but right now I wanted to know. I wanted to know what it was about Nate that made me feel like I did have a change at freedom, that I could lose controll without fear.
I opened up to him.
A warm breeze caressed me from the inside. The smell of blosseming flowers and freshly cut grass evaded my sences. A forest streched before me. I entered it and kept walking untill I saw a fire. A small fire, that radiated just the right amount of heath.
Opening up to a vampire was very dangerous. The fire should have been blazing with heath, burning every mind that came too close, but than Nate wasn't a full vampire. He was something unique. Something I had never seen before. A crossbreed between leech and free spirit. I hadn't even know it was possible.
Suddenly the fire leapt up, and the wind came up stronger. And before I knew it, he had thrown me out. But not brusque like anyone else who's mind had been invaded would have. No, he was almost gentle about it.
I opened my eyes and looked into the deep green pools of his eyes that reminded me of the forest I had seen only seconds ago.
"I know what you saw." He said.
"Please, don't tell the guys." He pleaded.
"Why would I?" I asked surprised he didn't started yelling at me for invading his privacy.
"Vampires are all about controll. They shun everything that has a wild edge to it. A spirit is unpredictable and goes wherever it feels like going. They wouldn't understand."
He paused.
"But you do." He said confused.
"No, I don't." His face fell.
"But I can imagine how great it must feel. Don't worry spiritboy, I won't tell."
He looked reassured by my words.
"An empath, huh?" He grinned.
"Don't even say it." I grumbled, knowing what was comming.
"For such a selfish bitch to be in tune with others their feelings?"
"The universe loves its irony." I muttered.
"Nah, just contradiction."
Nate being, vampire and spirit, controll on one hand, ultimately free on the other,
me being an angel and a demon, light and dark.
"You have no idea."
He put me down in front of the door.
"Will you look at that? We made it in tame after all."
I laughed, a carefree laugh that Nate always seemed to evoke from me.