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February 30 2016:
The True Master
As I strode into the office I let a vicious smile creep onto my face.
Adams and the scientist she had been walking around with were both on the ground, each with three of the security Dolls on top of them holding them down.
"Comfortable?" I asked leaning down so she could look me in the eyes.
Adam's eyes comically bugged out as she tried to look up at me.
"You!" She said, "How the hell did you do this!?"
"Take him to one of those cells," I said to the three dolls holding the scientist. In a smooth motion they lifted the man to his feet and dragged him out of the room back down to the cells I had just gotten Kate and the others out of.
Still smiling as the doors closed behind the security dolls I stepped up to the main computer console on the desk in the rather ornately overdone office, it had large glass windows overlooking the city with nothing else obstructing the view. From up here you felt like a god looking down on the world of man.
"Do you believe in reincarnation Adams?" I asked still looking out at the city my back to her.
"What?"
Turning around I looked at the three security Dolls.
"Let her up but keep her restrained."
The three Dolls hauled the Director to her feet and I turned her to face her.
"Do you believe in reincarnation? It's a simple question," I said iterating all of my words as clearly as possible
"No," she spat.
"Shame, because you're looking at the closest example."
I sat down at the desk and pulling the keyboard towards me quickly typed in the override command. The system in front of me hung for a moment, and then granted me access to everything in the building and far beyond. I wasn't in control of the Company, but I was in control of this particular branch of operations.
"I'm what Belial worked on for the last five years. An amalgamation of a thousand different people and personalities, and I've got all the memories Belial could pull from his own head," I tapped my skull, "I'm what the technology the Company squanders can actually do. Belial gave me everything I would need to take over here, I could have just walked in and taken over months ago."
I held my hand out to Kate, she looked confused and apprehensive but quickly stepped over to me.
"But Belial didn't want another Company megalomaniac in control of this technology," I tapped the Interface on the back of Kate's neck.
"It's got the power to change the world, and all you could manage to do with it in a decade was earn some money. It's pathetic. He made me to run the Company and ensure that the technology he created is put to proper use. Call it an extreme form of nepotism."
Adams' face was red and she looked like she was going to burst a vein. She was certainly not happy, that much was obvious.
"Where is that bastard?" she growled.
I shrugged, "He told me he was dead, I'm not sure I believed him. Belial's not going to interfere here in any case. I'm the end game that he was working towards for this particular venture."
"You don't think you can just waltz in here and take control do you? I don't care what Belial stuck in your head, you can't run this branch without the other Directors finding out!"
I nodded, "That's true, but you already know what I'm going to do. One little bit of surgery and you'll do anything I say."
She paled, "The dolls can't run anything! They're too stupid! You do that and the Board will know!" she said.
I rolled my eyes, "That's an ineptitude on your part. Hiring inferior and unimaginative programmers will yield poor results. Belial left me with quite a bit of work to finish but I'm certain you'll make an excellent test subject for the most lifelike doll the world has ever seen."
She stared at me for a moment, "You're just as insane as he is! You're acting like you can this technology to take over the world!"
I smiled, "I hope I'm not that much of a cliché, besides running the world sounds like far too much work. I could help fix it though, get the politicians to do the right thing instead of obsessing over reelection, either with the blackmail the Company has on them, bribes, or by sticking chips in their heads. I can use the money you get from the greedy pampered bastards of the world to actually fix things. Within a decade the world will be far better off than the shithole it is now."
"You're crazy, how the hell can't any of you see that he's crazy! All I did was run a business! Slavery has been around since the dawn of time, it's only gotten more secretive but it's more prevalent today than ever! That's just the way the world works!" Shouted Adams as she tried to look at Kate and everyone else.
I leveled my gaze at her and nodded, "You're right, slavery has always been around. Unfortunately it's not going away any time soon either."
Tracy stepped forward at that, frowning.
"What do you mean?" asked Tracy, "You got access to the Company! You can free all of the Dolls!"
I swallowed and looked over at her, "I could, but that would only make things worse. Think about the chaos that would result from every doll in the world being freed, half of them would die when their masters kill them, and the other half will be scarred for life. Governments and society will collapse when it's revealed that even a few of the worlds more influential people have mind controlled dolls tucked away. Not to mention the fact the technology would be fully unleashed and beyond my ability to control."
Tracy looked at me for a moment her mouth agape, "So you're going to do nothing?!" she shouted.
"I did not say that, but neither am I going to discuss what I'm planning in front of Adams here."
I turned to Dr. Song, "Do you think you could implant her with an Interface chip?"
Dr. Song blinked, "sure, it's a fairly simple procedure. I might cross a few wires though, I haven't done brain surgery in a long time."
"Good."
I turned to the nearest security doll, one of the few male ones.
"I need one of the latest implants like the ones you have. As well as the medical equipment that the Doctor will need."
The man nodded and marched out of the room.
"Why are you doing this? You want money? I can give you money, or more Dolls! You don't have to do this!" said Adams now begging.
"Did you not just hear me, I've been programmed to not want any of those things. Sure my programming is a little more complex than what the Dolls have but I'm not a person that can be bought or corrupted that was the whole point!"
"Fight the programming then! Why even do this for the bastard, fight the programming off remember who you were!" said Adams.
I rolled my eyes, "What believe in myself and I can break the programming? If that were the case Adams more than one of your dolls would have escaped by now. This body," I motioned at myself, "used to house some idiot who went and got in a motorcycle accident or something else as idiotically reckless. He scrambled his brain, he's dead."
Adams glared at me for a moment, formulating her next argument. I turned back to the computer and started hurriedly going through the security for the building, making sure that no knew what was going on.
"Master," said Kate her voice quite.
I turned to look at her, and she jumped into my lap.
"Kate, what's wrong?" I asked.
"I just spent three days in a cell thinking I was never going to see you again."
I nodded, "Sorry, that won't happen again."
"So you're a fucking hypocrite too! You fucked all of them too! So much for being all high and mighty!"
Kate frowned and got off of my lap slowly turning to look at Adams.
"You know you're right, Marcus is a complete hypocrite."
I didn't say anything about her sudden ability to use my proper name. Belial had messed around with the code that would select her from the pool of the Companies candidates, perhaps he had messed around with her programming as well so she could say my name when she really needed to? Or maybe she hadn't even realized what she said.
"Marcus has a strange woman appear on his doorstep, a woman with a metal jack stuck in her neck and a creepy fucking manual about how she's a slave for him to use. Marcus wasn't the one who had sex with me I had to practically drag the idiot to bed!"
Kate hesitated but quickly continued, "Marcus was always working towards freeing us, and I never once doubted that. He barely gives orders, he's afraid of what he could order us to do! He modified the chips so we had our personalities and some semblance of free will but he still had complete control over us because of your stupid chips!"
"How do you know he hasn't programmed you to think that?" asked Adams.
Kate froze for a half second, and Adams took advantage of the opening.
"Your entire brain is at the mercy of a few keystrokes, if anyone could make you think something else wouldn't it be this man?" she asked pointing at me.
Kate looked between me and Adams and laughed.
"Still not much of an option, he's better running the Company than you would be."
Adams growled something under her breath and her eyes started darting around as she looked for something else to chip away at.
"You! Jeremy something!"
Jeremy looked up at Adams, "What?" he asked.
"Why are you here? I can offer you enough money to get rid of those problems in California, and more! I looked into your history!" said Adams.
"Just help me out here!" she shouted.
Jeremy snorted, "Yeah, whatever the fuck is going on here I'd rather Marcus be in control than another suit. Besides, if I'm understanding everything he's gonna have access to all the money here right?" asked Jeremy turning to look at me.
"Yeah, what do you need it for?"
"I gotta pay off some debts."
"You've earned however much you need, it's coming from the Companies wallet."
Jeremy nodded, "See, I like him better. Plus he's not the one kidnapping people and sticking computers in their heads."
Adams turned to Dr. Song, "You as blindly faithful?" she asked.
Dr. Song shrugged, "I want to be a Doll, experience that ecstasy. I'd rather you weren't the one in control when I did that. Besides, Marcus just said I get to play with some experimental implants. That sounds like fun."
Sitting at the desk I shook my head, Dr. Song was an odd cookie when you got her going.
Adams looked one last time around the room, "You're all fucking mental!"
The security drone came back into the room a cart of medical supplies in front of him.
Dr. Song smiled and went over to it, looking everything over.
"So can you do it?" I asked.
Adams was now struggling with the Dolls holding her in place.
Dr. Song looked over everything in front of her, "Yes, and judging by the implant type it should be a much shorter recovery time than what the others have. A much smaller implant."
"So not three days like mine?" I asked.
Dr. Song glanced up looking at me and shook her head, "No, a few hours at most."
"Let's do that then. I need to start writing the program that she's going to have. She needs to continue running this branch like normal."
"Alright," Dr. Song picked up a needle from the cart, "Should I do this without anesthetic?"
Adams froze for a half second and then started struggling harder against the security dolls holding her.
"No, we need her alive."
Dr. Song sighed, "Fine."
Walking forward she stuck the needle in Adam's arm. The woman fought for a moment, and then slumped unconscious, an anticlimactic end to her rule of the Company's Doll production facility, and the first of many Company leaders I would have to overshadow or otherwise control.
I took a breath and sat back down in Adams' chair.
"Please tell me you were acting?" I asked Dr. Song.
The woman smiled, "Maybe."
I rolled my eyes and looked back at everyone else in the room.
"Uh, you know I don't really know what to say."
"You're insane!" said Helen awestruck.
Tracy shook her head, "Your next thing after sorting that woman out had better be fixing Beth." She said. Pointing at the security Doll standing stock still at attention next to her, gun held at the ready not showing any fatigue despite the heavy armor she was in.
"You did it Master!" said Kate.
I nodded, "I did it. Although things were a little rigged."
"Could you guys help me take her to the couch, I need to get to the back of her head," said Dr. Song gesturing at the unconscious Adams.
Tracy and Jeremy moved to help drag the unconscious woman to the sofa for the impromptu brain surgery, although judging by the size of the implant it was probably being done by a very large needle. They had used the cheaper V1 on me not knowing I had the V2 upgrade chip already installed.
Sitting down at the computer I turned to Beth, "My laptop and everything else the Company confiscated bring it here, and if you're in there this is going to take at least a few hours. Sorry!"
The Doll nodded and marched smartly out of the room.
"I think she's going to kill me when I free her," I said turning to look at Kate.
Kate scoffed, "Maybe."
Cracking my knuckles I started going through the programs and code on the computer grabbing what I needed and deleting what I didn't from the program I would load into Adams.
Kate moved and sat down on the desk next to me, I ignored her for a minute as I worked through a larger block of the code that Belial had left in the mainframe, I knew what most of it did already. It seemed that he had given me memories of himself creating them so even without having written all of the code myself I knew how to modify it.
"I'll get your interface turned off as well. You should get your memories and everything back."
"What if I don't want them back?" asked Kate keeping her voice low.
I paused for a moment to look up at her, "What?"
"What if I don't want my memories back, what if I don't want to go back to who I was?"
I paused and took my hands off of the keyboard, "what?"
"I want to stay like I am, with you as my Master."
I was shaking my head before she even finished speaking, "I can't I won't do that to you. The whole point of all of this was to free you from the Interface, from the chip!"
Kate fidgeting nodded, "It was, but now that we're here I don't want to!"
"Kate, we'll talk about this later. I have to get this program done before Adams wakes up."
Kate opened her mouth as if to argue, but there was enough of an implied command so she slipped off of the desk and slunk away to sit in another chair off to the side of the desk.
The mood inside the office was for the next two hours a kind of stunned bemused silence, Tracy and Helen were continuing to help Dr. Song with the implant, Jeremy was paging through the coffee table books while he lounged in another of the couches. Kate was alternatively looking at me and out at the city through the large windows behind the desk I was at.
I worked as quickly as I could to put the program together, it was a crude effort but once it was in place and Adams continued to operate this branch of the Company I would have time to optimize it.
The security drones had brought my stuff up and I loaded my new modified program into it, and unwound the connection wire.
"She ready?" I asked.
"Should be, the anesthetics worn off by now so she just sleeping," said Dr. Song.
"Good, let's see how this works."
Going over to the woman I moved her hair to the side and plugged the small jack into her Interface which was in turn now connected to her brain. The thing moved a little bit, her skin hadn't healed to hold the implant in place and programming her this early probably wasn't healthy but we didn't have many options.
"Alright, I'm getting a sold link."
I uploaded the program into her implant, and the tablet dinged.
"Done."
"That's it?" asked Jeremy leaning over to watch.
"What did you expect?"
"I don't know, her acting like a robot or something, maybe someone else being plugged into her brain to beat her?"
I rolled my eyes and unplugged the tablet.
"The human brain is simply another computer, granted it's difficult to interface with but there's nothing inherent that makes it difficult to reprogram us. Besides all I did to her was suppress any memories about us and implant commands so that she'll do what I want when I tell her to."
Leaning down I poked Adams in the stomach.
"Ow!"
She sat up startled and looked around the office.
I remained still but most everyone else moved towards her to try and restrain her again. Instead of saying anything though Adams' eyes glided right over everyone unable to see them. To her it would actually feel like she was waking up from a nap.
The last few days would be kind of blurry but otherwise everything would be normal for her.
Getting up from the Couch Adams moved to her desk and looking around the room looking slightly dazed she started typing away at the keyboard again. Walking around to her and looking over her shoulder I watched as she composed some mundane email.
"She can't notice any of us, unless you say the guys' name who started all of this. I figured that was as good a trigger as anything."
"So now what?" asked Kate.
"First I need some painkillers, brain surgery is not fun. Then I free Beth and work on deactivating the rest of the Interfaces."
Tracy was anxious now, all of us had moved up into the apartment loft that was attached to the office downstairs where Adams worked. Something that the Director of a company where they made sex Dolls might frequent was absent of any actual Dolls.
If the memories I had from Belial were correct it had probably been the first director who had used the loft. Adams struck me more as the get business done type of woman, and I doubted she would allow herself to be distracted by her "product".
"Alright, let's get this sorted. Sit down." I said to the security drone that Beth was acting as.
She sat down in the chair.
"Tracy, plug her in."
Tracy took the plug and snapped it onto Beth's neck.
She came online and with the codes that Belial gave me I didn't even have to do much hacking, I simply disengaged the Interface, turning it into an inert piece of metal in her skull.
Beth gasped, and jerked up from the chair. The cable attaching her to the computer snapped off and she whipped around to me.
"You bastard!" she shouted, and lunging forward she hit me squarely in the jaw sending me sprawling backwards onto the ground.
"Ow! What the fuck!"
"Beth!" shouted Tracy completely unconcerned with me instead throwing her arms around the woman and bursting into tears.
Beth looked over at her for a moment and wrapped an arm around her. For a moment the two hugged and I picked myself up off the ground.
"What was that for?"
She turned to me, "That was for taking so fucking long!"
I rolled my eyes, "Well I'm sorry it took a few days to plan the most aggressive corporate takeover in history. We only got this far because of the planning that Belial did."
"Yeah, you're going to have to explain that a little more," said Dr. Song, "I followed you're lead in front of Adams but fill in the blanks will you?"
I sighed and glanced over at Kate, "I'm the most artificial person here. Belial made me out of the amalgamation of a hundred or so people's minds and personalities, gave me some of his memories, and an annoyingly persistent conscience. I've got an experimental hippocampus Interface," I tapped my forehead, "Which can easily override the function of the one that Adams had installed. While I was out I had a sort of conversation with the guy. A recorded memory or playback something like that."
I motioned for Kate to come over to me, and she did immediately pressing herself to my chest.
"I was the first part of the plan, Kate the second. She was programmed to escape the Company and find me. From their my programmed sense of morality doesn't let me rest until she's free of the chip. Eventually I slip up and the Company grabs us and the events that just took place play out. Belial's work is now under the control of the one person who he at least thinks will use it correctly, he didn't even trust himself with it."
"So the guy was insane," said Jeremy as he opened a bag of chips he had found in the kitchen.
I shrugged, "It worked."
"Genius and crazy are two very similar things," said Dr. Song musing.
"Still took you way to long! That grubby bastard!" Beth shuddered not finishing her sentence.
I didn't say anything.
"You said you wouldn't be able to free the rest of the dolls, were you just saying that or did you mean it?" asked Tracy.
I winced, "I meant it. I'd have to get control of the entire Company before I could free them, and even then it would be too much of a scandal, governments would fall corporations would crumble. It's a horrible kind of math but the suffering of less than point one percent of the population to keep the rest of the eight billion well off?"
I trailed off.
Tracy looked at me for a moment, "You can't mean that."
"I want to free them, don't doubt that!" I took a step towards her, Beth still in her body armor stepped in front of Tracy and glared at me.
I sighed and put my hands up, "Look I get that this isn't perfect, how you think I feel? I just found out I'm not even a real boy! I'm a puppet some bastard made to clean up his mess, and despite knowing that I'm still going to do it because letting anyone else even try would be an even bigger disaster! The memories of my family, of my childhood, of my entire life up until a few months ago are fake!"
I looked over at Kate, "And I'm going to lose the one thing that has kept me anchored throughout all of this as well."
Kate shook her head, "I don't want you to take the chip out Master."
"I have to Kate. You have a life to go back to if I can manage it."
She shook her head, "I don't want that life back!"
"That's the chip talking, and the woman you were before the chip needs to come back. I promised I would free you, so that's what I'm going to do."
March 1 2016:
Kate and I were alone inside one of the many medical labs on the upper floor of the building she had been apprehensive to follow me fearing what was coming.
"Master what are we doing?" asked Kate her voice trembling slightly.
"I'm going to deactivate your chip."
Kate was already shaking her head, "No Master please don't!"
I sighed and pointed at the single chair in the room, "I have to Kate please sit down."
"No!"
"I order you to sit down!" I shouted.
Tears streaming down her face Kate mechanically sat herself down in the chair, her arms were shaking and her entire body was covered in sweat as she fought the commands.
I hated forcing her to do anything, save for those instances where she wanted me to utilize that control. Which she most certainly did not want me to do right now.
"Master please!" said Kate.
"I don't know what the hell that bastard stuck in your head Kate! He took your memories, your life! All of it just to make sure I had the right motivations! Don't you want everything back?"
Kate shook her head, "Am I not good enough for you Master? Did I fail you in some way!?" she was begging with me now, the tears continuing to fall.
I felt my own eyes beginning to tear up and tore my gaze away from Kate.
"You and I both know that not why I'm doing this."
"Why can't you just keep me!? For once be selfish and take what you want Master!"
I didn't say anything we both knew she was telling the truth.
"I can't keep something that was never mine to take Kate."
She continued to cry and looking back at the computer I closed my eyes.
"I'm sorry Kate. The woman you once were is still in there and she needs to go on living her life. She deserves to have her life back!"
Kate was now sobbing in the chair slowly shaking her head back and forth.
"No Master please!"
Leaning over her chair I placed a kiss on her lips and hit enter on the tablet in my hands.
Kate's head lolled to the side as she quickly went to sleep.
"Fuck!"
I grabbed the nearest thing, which happened to be a wheeled cart and picking it up I threw it. The plastic cart hit the wall and shattered.
"Fuck!" I grabbed a chair and I threw it as well, it hit the wall and dented it not breaking.
For several moments I breathed hard and tried to clear my head.
I was doing the right thing, as wrong as it felt now, and as much as neither of us wanted to do it this was the right thing.
Slowly I moved over to the computer, ready to give the woman I owned, the woman I loved her life back. With any luck all of this would just feel like a nightmare, the result of some accident. She would wake up in a hospital bed, believing she had been in come sort of coma.
With the coding segments that Belial had left me to work with I was able to easily get into the root access controls for the Interface. From their it was easy, almost frighteningly so to remove the memory blocks that Belial had put in place. Her memories weren't even gone, the interface acted almost like a computer would, redirecting any requests for her memories to a blank portion of her brain.
It was easy enough to do the process in reverse, and place memory blocks on what she had experience over the past few months, going all the way back to when the Company had first snatched her. She wouldn't remember me or anyone else, at most she might dream, and given time dreams fade.
March 12, 2016
The True Master
I walked into the main office where Adams was working and I smiled. She continued to ignore me, her mind incapable of recognizing me.
"Belial," I said.
She froze, and slowly turned to look at me.
Recognition flashed across her face and she gasped, she paled and her hands flew to the back of her neck feeling the Interface.
"What the hell did you do?" she asked.
I walked forward and sat down in the chair across from her desk, "I put directives in your chip to trigger memory separation. Up until this moment you had no idea I was running this branch, that I had escaped and taken over, that Belial's plan had worked. I'm quite proud of the program actually. I have no idea how the Companies inner sanctum operates, but you do so for now I'm just going to have you continue running things while I figure out what to do next."
Adams hand darted towards her desk reaching underneath it, only to find an empty holster. Beth had already removed quite a few of the security measures the woman had in place, not that she noticed the absence.
"You bastard!" she growled.
I looked up at her, "You sure that's the tone you want to use here? For now you're useful. When we're done though I could just turn you into another brain dead bimbo like you did to thousands of other people."
"Just kill me then!"
I stood up and smiled, "that's far too easy and you know it. I've been looking into some of the other projects the Companies been researching, you heard of Ambrosia?"
Adams said nothing.
"I could perfect the procedure, give it to you and then program your Interface to torture you. Hook you up to an IV and you'd live for a very long time in constant pain. Never able to die, never able to escape. I'm fairly certain you'd go insane after a short time, anyone would but it would be an interesting experiment."
"You don't have the guts to do that, you're not a killer, much less a torturer."
"Do you want to put that to the test?"
Adams smiled, I could sense a certain amount of trepidation behind her poker face but that hardly mattered.
"Stand still, don't move."
Adams froze.
I took my phone from my pocket and unwound the cord from it. Walking around Adams I plugged it into her Interface. She couldn't move but I could feel the anger rolling off of her in waves.
The program took no time at all to integrate and I quickly unplugged the woman and stepped around to stand in front of her desk again.
"You know, this is your fault somewhat. You got me used to the idea of ordering women around, using them however I want. My mother would be aghast, and I'm not sure I can really call myself a liberal anymore but what the hell. You can move now."
Adams took a step back and whimpering fell to the floor.
"What the hell did you do?" she asked.
"It's simple, I could just program you to be a perfect little slave and use you like that. But we both know it wouldn't be you at that point, it would be some other person wearing your body that's doing everything. So I'm going for a more old fashioned approach, sure it might take longer but I'm sure the results will be more impressive. It's simple reward and punishment conditioning."
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~~Julias~~ “Tonight, you’re going to communicate with a rat.” “Delightful.” Julias smirked down at his childe, and gave him a pat on the head, the sort he knew would infuriate his friend. “Don’t like rats?” “I think rats raised by humans are awesome creatures. Rats who grew up in a sewer? Not so much.” The two of them stepped out of the car, and Julias waved the driver off before turning to walk toward North Side. Dolareido was a city, a very large city, and that meant crows,...
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~~Jack~~ Waking up beside Antoinette was a good way to start the night, normally. Waking up next to the beautiful seductress should have been the best thing ever, like usual. Not this night. He sat up, as did she, and the two of them looked at each other for a little while before she nodded, and got dressed. A perfect opportunity to watch the busty demoness move around naked, normally. He didn’t watch. Couldn’t get into the mood, couldn’t find himself wanting to do anything, except check...
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~~Julias~~ “The Carthians are rebels without a cause. They don’t do well taking orders from the older covenants, and work to try and establish more modern forms of government.” Julias paced back and forth in his kitchen, glass of red in his hand and his childe at the counter. “They don’t sound bad,” the boy said. “They’re not ‘bad,’ but they’d tear down generations of structure, of heritage, of rules and dynasties just because it doesn’t have the flash of a modern government.” He gave a...
~~Jack~~ Jack’s eyes went wide. Half of Viktor’s head was gone, just gone. The bloody gibs of brain matter and bone turned into tiny fires that faded into ash and embers before they even hit the ground. “Shit! Shit shit, what-” Julias put a hand against Jack’s mouth, and pushed him back against the wall. “Sniper, down the path.” Jack reached up and pulled his sire’s hand down. “What about Viktor!? The fuck are we supposed to do now?” Just as he was about to start ranting, his jaw dropped...
~~Antoinette~~ “Oh god oh god oh god.” Jack, trembling and ready to sweat — though thankfully unable without the blush of life — looked out over the crowd. The two of them were in Bloodlust, one of her fonder establishments to enjoy. The pulsing music, and the dark red lightning with the occasional white light strobe made for a combination of sinister, sexual, and theatrical visual stimuli. Everyone in Bloodlust felt as if they were partaking in a movie. Everyone except her poor little...
~~Beatrice~ Part of her wanted to sneak up on Julias, try and catch him by surprise, see if her scant twenty years could get past the man’s eyes. Have fun! Play with him, like old times. But, these weren’t old times, and her sneaking into his mansion, or trying to at least, was a bad idea. He probably had lookouts about, snipers, and they’d shoot first if they saw suspicious rustling in bushes. So the front door it was. Knock knock. “Good evening Miss Damor, Miss Denver,” the doorman said....
~~Jack~~ His trip to speak with Azamel had been successful, more or less. Azamel looked worse than ever, but he found her speaking with Sándor, and it seemed like they were coming to some sort of agreement. Not that Jack got to stick around long enough to find out more. Azamel promptly booted him out, saying her arrangements with Sándor were none of his business. It was his business, kinda. It was his job to keep the different species getting along. But he left anyway, a bit thankful for...
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~~Antoinette~~ From the meeting room of her great glass tower in Elysium, Antoinette stood in front of the window-wall, and watched the city burn. Far off in the distance, the night sky had turned slightly orange with the light of flame, as the large fire of the North Side’s warehouse district spread. Sirens filled the air, and flashing lights of firetrucks and other emergency vehicles zipped by. “It burns,” she said. “Quite the sight.” Jacob stood beside her. The old Nosferatu was...
~~One week later.~~ ~~Jack~~ “Twenty million.” “Fifty million.” “Twenty million.” “I’m sorry. Is there an echo in here?” The sly brute adjusted his gloves, even as he put his feet up on the table. A pistol rested in his chest strap, mirrored by the four thugs who stood behind him. Thugs in suits. “I know what the merchandise is worth, and it’s not worth fifty,” Jack said. He was standing, with his arms folded across his chest and a surly look on his face. It was all part of the game, of...
~~Jack~~ Back at the burned apartment building, alone this time, and using his free time as well. Course, Invictus didn’t exactly mandate hours, but you were expected to work a certain amount. Work above that, accomplish things, and you moved up in rank and social standing; which was like gold in the Invictus. And he wanted to figure this out, who burned down this building, who killed Barry. He stood atop the ceiling of a neighboring building. The sun had just set, and he only had a couple...
~~Julias~~ Everything had fallen apart in a matter of seconds. When it was just the six hunters, he and his childe could have handled the situation easily. Even Angela, for all her absurd might and endurance, was only human. Six humans? He could have handled this himself. Having to work quickly, break through Angela’s defenses, deal with a magical barrier, and save Samantha, threw a wrench into what would have otherwise been simple. Unless the hunters managed to nail him with a shotgun or...
~~Beatrice~~ “It this ... everyone?” Sighing, Jack nodded, crouched low on the roof of Robina’s. “Clara’s not here yet, but yea, h this is everyone. If any of the hunters escape into a nightmare, Azamel will send Fiona to help us on that end. You know, assuming she can find us.” Beatrice started counting. Six vampires, one werewolf, and one monster; potentially two monsters, if they had to fight in the nightmare. That was not nearly as many people as Triss was hoping for. And, for some...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
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~~Beatrice~~ Following the Invictus right hands was hard enough, but now she had to follow three. Shadowing Julias was easy. Like a typical Ventrue, he was useless on his own. His power was in creating and controlling armies. But damn he looked good in a suit. Those broad shoulders, the combed back mafia hair, even the damn tie. It was a good thing she wasn’t using the blush of life, or she’d be rubbing her thighs together already. Fuck, the stupid knight made her feel like a cat in...
~~Beatrice~~ She had to get something to eat first, then she’d show Julias. She’d show up and beat the undead shit out of that piece of shit, stupid shit fuck. Eat first though, definitely. She was drained and tired from shadowing the trio, and there was no way she was going to confront big bad ancillae Julias without a stomach full of blood. She’d tried feeding on some people gently lately, using the darkness and her strength to her advantage. It had worked well enough, and she’d had more...
~~Julias~~ A taxi would not do, not for this. Perhaps it was too ridiculous, too absurd, or just too over-the-top, but Julias took great delight in the magnificent limousine they were in. Other Kindred would arrive in their usual ways, but the Prince expected a certain level of presentation for her ball, and Julias got that. There was something beautifully innocent in the mindless indulgence of expensive vice, jewelry, and wearing someone on your arm. Jack was in the limousine with him,...
~~Natasha~~ She stood there in front of Sándor, frowning, arms folded across her chest, and chewed on the inside of her cheek. Antoinette stood beside her. A thrall was busy cleaning of the prisoner’s body; it was a human body after all, and it did things human bodies did. Pooping, peeing, all the nasty realities of trying to keep a dangerous person prisoner. The horror stories prisoners of war shared were never fun reads. “Still unresponsive,” Antoinette said, sighing. “The mark on his...
~~Jack~~ Her. It was her. No doubt about it. As if someone popped a balloon in his face, snapping out of his memory to the present was loud and painful. That was Susanna’s childe, and Jack’s great grandsire. “In the name of peace,” Antoinette continued, “these three hunters were invited to the ball to be shown that Dolareido, my city, is not as devolved as other cities with a Kindred presence. We are better than our baser desires.” She adopted an evil smile, and looked back to the hunters....
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~~Beatrice~~ Climbing down into the cavern was getting easier. But no matter how good she was getting at it, if the clouds decided to cover the night sky, the obsidian shadow below her was an easy way to get some broken, mangled limbs. God damn the canyon was a bitch, with no good footing anywhere, and enough jagged rocks to kill any kine who fell down, guaranteed. But she was familiar with it now, knew where the good rocks for grabbing were, knew where to put her weight into a crevice to...
~~Jack~~ Getting taken back to the real world was a curse and a blessing. Everything, everywhere, was teasing him with answers he couldn’t get to. What was the Ritual of Faces? Black Blood and the red wraiths, what did they have to do with the ritual, how were the hunters doing it, why were hunters and spirits working together, what did the red wraiths mean when they mentioned ‘who the monster speaks with ... the trail to their goal.’ Azamel? Were they talking about Azamel? If they were, how...
~~Jack~~ “Oh my god,” Jack said. “Oh ... dear Lord,” Damien said. “Now arriving, Mister Jack Terry, of the Invictus, and champion this evening. With him, Mister Damien Burksen, of the ... Lancea et Sanctum, and champion’s guard,” the ghoul in the tuxedo beside them called out. The crowd turned to them, clapped for a few moments, nodded their hands, and resumed socializing. Somewhere along the line, Antoinette’s invite to the ball, which had included a ‘some skin but not too much’ message,...
~~Jack~~ “So you let Tilly go?” Elaine asked, chuckling as she stepped in past the door. They were in his mansion, and Mulder and Scully sat on his shoulders, eying the much, much older vampire. Idly, Jack noticed that neither of the birds crapped anymore. They’d always been smart enough to not do that in the mansion, but apparently it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. “How do you know that?” “Do you think I came to this city alone? I have eyes and ears everywhere.” He eyed her. She...