Quinn was nestled against her as she
slept. Days had passed and she still couldn't believe that she was able to
hold her daughter in her arms. Kevin had kept them apart for years, but
the bond between them had never been broken. Quinn had cried as she told
her mother all the lies Kevin had told her. She had cried harder when she
told her mother about life with her father. It was a fluke that she had
been playing outside that day for she was seldom allowed to play. Her life
was an unending cycle of school, training and sleep. She was taught to
hate without thought and was forced to watch as her father paraded a new
"mother" into the house every few months. She had never
received an ounce of love, not from any of them. Kevin only wanted
her to continue his bloodline. She cradled her daughter as she poured out
her grief, stroking her hair to calm her. Quinn was strong by nature but
being in her mother's arms finally allowed her to be a little girl.
Love would break down the rest of her walls.
She hid
Quinn away from the world with one of the few people
she trusted. She would be spending her time playing in the sun and the
sand until her mother returned. Crouching down, she held her
daughter in her arms. "Be good for Aunt Lara baby, I'll be back as
soon as I can."
"You promise you'll come back for
me?" Quinn's green eyes were clouded with worry and doubt, breaking
her mother's heart.
"You have mommy's word. You
remember all the things I taught you?" Quinn nodded. "I
love you honey, be safe." She left the room before her daughter
could see her tears. Soon they would be able to live their lives in
peace. Soon there would be no more danger from Kevin at all. The
hunt had begun.
Nick and his mate had just fed and were resting on the
couch. Yet another young corpse laid at their feet. "Well, I
see I missed dinner." They were stunned at her appearance in their
home.
"Who are you? Nicky who is this?
What....." A smile crept to her lips as the woman clawed at her
throat, gasping for air. Slowly, deliberately, the life was squeezed out
of her. Nick ran for the door, panic sweeping through his
body.
A wave of her hand stopped him, leaving him unable to
move. She walked towards him, a smirk on her face. "You should
be frightened Nick, your death will be much slower. Very
painful" Her eyes glazed over as she reached him, sinking her fangs
into his neck. She left the house an hour later leaving no trace of
herself behind. Nick's dismembered body was scattered throughout the
living room, blood covered every surface. This time the corpses
remained.
The housekeeper summoned the police the next morning.
Kevin and the rest arrived at the scene not long after, all of them ashen-faced
as they glimpsed the carnage. The officer in charge filled them in....no
fingerprints, no sign of forced entrance, unable to determine a weapon, not a
single clue. They could hear her laughter echoing in their
ears......