Vampyre Blue (17 page)

Eliza followed her into her sanctuary,

'But Isis, you wanted to know what I've found out in the prophecies?'

Isis turned, her eyes kind, she beckoned Eliza to her,

'Come here child, hold me.'

They embraced, a motherly hug, Isis was a clear foot taller than Eliza. Eliza rested her head on Isis's chest. Then Isis spoke,

'Eliza you are truly wonderful, you excel in what you do. I fear that the ritual manual was stolen years ago and I fear that what happened when Daen left will happen once more. There was a terrible plague of night-walkers, they devoured everyone they found. It took years to rid this land of them. The living dead, they were evil like you've never seen.'

'And you survived?'

'I survived, I have more power than the vermin that are night-walkers. Daen is like me, not as powerful, but like me all the same. I fear what he has in mind for Blue and all your friends. I'm glad Pierre found her. I just hope and pray with all my soul that the outcome of this whole prophecy is for the good of the world and that evil doesn't win this war.'

'I hope it all works out too. It has to.'

'Now go to your Brett, make each other smile. I have much to think about.'

'Thank you Isis, thank you for opening my eyes to much more in the world.' And with that Eliza walked away to spend time with Brett.

*

Cleo, Blue and Pierre had left the mansion. Colin and Jayne were there on their own. Jayne was busying herself with cooking in the kitchen.

'Something smells good!' Colin announced as he walked into the kitchen.

Jayne smiled dreamily into the pot she was stirring.

'I cooked you dinner,' She said, 'It's a mild curry, I hope you like it.'

'I haven't had a good curry in ages, it sure looks and smells good. When I worked for Queen and country they'd spoil us every so often and give us curries in our ration packs. This smells divine compared to that though!'

Jayne tasted the concoction and then added another ingredient, Colin hadn't seen her quick addition. It was a powerful sedative, enough to knock someone unconscious.

She plated up the delicious curry and served it to him at the breakfast bar in the kitchen.

'There you go honey. Enjoy!' She said.

'Aren't you going to have some?' Colin asked her inquisitively.

'No I'm not hungry at the moment, I might have some later, it does taste good, I kept tasting it as I went along.' She gave him a wink and smiled at him as she walked away from the kitchen to the lounge, it would be some time before the sedative would begin to work. Colin finished his meal and then made himself comfortable in the lounge across from Jayne,

'Jayne that was truly marvellous, wonderful even! You can make me that again if you don't mind.'

'Oh I'll not be making that again,' Jayne said flatly, her eyes filling with emotionless tears, 'Now Teresa is gone I won't be doing anything ever again.'

Colin's eyes went wide,

'What do you mean gone?'

'I remember everything Colin, I remember Teresa torturing me, I remember Cleo chopping her head off right in front of me. Everything was supposed to be okay Colin. But it won't ever be okay again. Teresa completed me and then ripped everything apart. Then Cleo took everything away. I might have been able to forgive Teresa, but Cleo took that chance away. That one chance at happiness.' The tears were streaming down her face, 'And Colin, there isn't a thing you can do about it, because very soon you will fall asleep for a very long while and I will go away too.'

'What do you mean?' Colin's eye lids were shutting on him, his whole body relaxing away from control 'What did you give me?'

'Flunitrazepam.' Jayne stated, 'You know, Rohypnol. Now have a good sleep Colin, goodbye sweet friend.'

Colin collapsed unconscious on the sofa.

Jayne left Colin in the lounge and walked up to her room. She passed through the great hall and up the stairs into the corridor. All she could think about was the great battle between Cleo and Teresa. Melancholy consumed her, she picked up the vial of sleeping tablets, and the glass of red wine she had poured earlier. She walked into her own en suite bathroom and ran a warm soapy bath. She slipped out of her clothes, closed the door slightly and gingerly climbed into the tub one limb at a time. She'd put on a classical album on the stereo system in her room, it was left on repeat. She slid into the water and submersed herself in the warmth, listening to the tranquil music coming from her room. Jayne took her glass of wine and made a toast to Teresa, she consumed eight tablets and swallowed a mouthful of the thick red liquid. She continued to do this until both the wine and the tablets were all gone. She felt herself relaxing more deeply than she ever had before. There was also a razor on the side of the bath, she'd prepared it earlier in the day and took it in her empty hands. She moved the sharp blade down her body and cut into her thigh. More specifically she cut into her femoral artery, the blood oozed into the water from her deep cut.

'Sweet dreams. I'll see you on the other side.' She said aloud as she looked up to the beautiful ceiling in the beautiful bathroom in Star's beautiful house, tears streaming down her face, as she slipped into unconsciousness. She slid down into the warm soapy bath, her blood pumping into the water, the music soothing her into oblivion.

Chapter Fifteen.

Star owned a whole fleet of Jets, so her friends were privileged enough to get to use them when ever they wanted. That was of course providing they had the right documents and they of course had access to all the systems, so they could hit a few keys on the computer at home and Voilà they had a jet for a week. Star's accountants probably hated her and her friends, but that was the upshot of being the figurehead of the business, and the boss.

Blue, Pierre and Cleo had taken advantage of this and scheduled a jet for a week, Cleo could fly and she sorted all the air politics, papers, etc. They flew to Kathmandu, the largest city in Nepal. Cleo had a few contacts there that she could persuade to help them out because they had to find out where Daen had taken Star. The Himalayas are a vast region especially to hide a secret lair in the mountains. Blue hadn't a clue where they would be, Cleo had her idea's but they were far away from a palace cut out of the mountain.

Cleo's contacts had recommended that they hike up to the Buddhist temple at Monjes in the Tibetan region. Her contacts suggested hiring a helicopter to get so far, Cleo knew how far it was and how high and didn't want to be too tired from hiking when she may have to fight to her death for her friends.

*

Star woke up, she looked around. She was no longer in a basket covered in furs, she was in a luxurious bed in a beautifully decorated bedroom in what she could only imagine to belong to a beautiful palace. The walls looked like they were made from crystal, almost translucent like ice, there were drapes of ivory silk from the ceiling to the floor all around the room, it was magnificent. She lay back down in the luxurious sheets.

'This is more like it.'
Sh
e thought to herself smiling. She looked like the cat who had the cream.

Daen walked through the door into the room in where she had been asleep.

'I trust you slept well my princess.' He said, flashing her an evil smile.

She sat up and stared at him, remembering all the vile things he had done to her in the past twenty four hours.

'You bastard!' She screeched as she threw a pillow at him forcefully, 'What is the meaning of all this?' She leapt out of bed and ran towards Daen ready to strike his face. He caught her hand and threw her back on the bed.

'Are we just going to have a repeat performance of the plane ride here? Do you really want to be tied up and put back in a basket?' He loomed over her, his gigantic stature dwarfing her lithe skinny frame.

'You put me in a basket! You ass hole! Why have you brought me here? Why have you hurt me? What do you want with me?' Star slumped down onto the bed, she started to cry like the spoilt child she was playing out. She knew no other way, she had always had her own way, or screamed and made a scene and forcefully had her own way.

'Cease your childish tantrum.' Daen sat beside her on the huge bed, he decided to use some of his mind altering vampyric charisma on her, he thought she wasn't the only one that could manipulate everyone around them on a daily basis to get exactly what they wanted in life. She was just playing at it, he was actually the real deal. 'I brought you here because I want you to be mine forever,' he easily lied, 'I'm in love with you Star, I couldn't stand to be with Blue and I was sick of pretending to be the Prince. So here I am, offering myself to you.'

Star looked surprised, she was unbelievably attracted to Daen, she was jealous when he went with Blue. The jealous voices in her mind started to rear their ugly heads,
'See he didn't really like Blue, who could? Tattooed freak.'
and
'You're one of the most famous beautiful women in the world, of course he finds you attractive and of course he wants you!'

'But what about on the plane when you hit me? And you said you wanted Blue?' She looked into Daen's amber eyes for some kind of reassurance and she was immediately hypnotised by those beautiful eyes.

'I never hit you Star, I could never hit you. You had rang Blue up and you had had a lot of wine. We hit some turbulence and you got thrown around the cabin. That was whilst I was in the cockpit. I came back through and you had passed out. It was whilst you were drifting in and out of consciousness that I changed back into myself. You were having nightmares.' He moved along the bed and held her hand. 'I put you in a big basket and covered you in furs, so you wouldn't be cold.'

'But I was tied up!' She argued, 'You tied me up!'

'I never tied you up Star, you were in the basket wrapped up in furs, just look at your hands, if you were tied up wouldn't there be marks?'

She looked down at her hands and wrists, there were no marks at all. She looked and felt fabulous. She felt confused and bewildered. But now she was back in the luxury, she decided that she must have had a weird nightmare and she was with a handsome man she deserved, she deserved this gorgeous billionaire not Blue.

'Oh Daen, I knew you'd come to your senses.' She lent across and kissed his mouth, her tongue massaging his. After their first kiss he leant back to talk to her.

'Star you are a beautiful young woman, may I make love to you and worship your fine young body?' Daen had become tight in his trousers, he was full of lust.

Star immediately responded, she'd slipped away the small teddy that was covering her modesty and slip around onto Daen's lap. She was losing herself in kisses, she had never been this hungry for sex in her entire life. She longed for Daen to be inside her, his tight muscles enveloping her. She kissed his neck and writhed in his lap, she fought with his belt, loosening his trousers and forcing herself in, she gasped when he entered her, she was in ecstasy immediately. He pushed with her, licking her nipple as she rode him. Star had never had such a lustful spur of the moment liaison, she was enjoying it more than any moment of her adult life. Then she muttered the fateful words between gasps of pleasure, 'Daen, hmm Daen, bite me Daen, bite me.'

And so he did, as he was licking her nipples and pushing hard into her writhing warm achingly wet body, he bit her breast and drank in Star's essence, and he kept fucking her until they both came. Star immediately turned, it was an orgasm to die for. Her eyes turned to amber red and she became a night-walking vampire. Daen knew immediately that every ounce of good had left her, everything that made her the friend that Blue had known had completely vanished, her soul had died. Star was now Daen's vampire, Daen's mate. Star would now kill to make Daen happy. What little there was left of Blue's friend was now completely gone.

*

The thunder of the helicopter blades was deafening, it felt like flying in a mind numbingly loud fridge. And it was so cold in there but even colder outside. Blue had a beautiful faux fur coat with the hood up around her face. She found it amusing because the cold really didn't bother her so much because she was newly undead, Cleo however had to wear double layers of the best thermal gear they could get hold of and she still felt the cold, luckily the new equipment had heated compartments so it proved easier for her to fly comfortably.

Cleo had hired the helicopter and she was piloting the thing. Pierre and Blue were fastened in the back, holding hands and watching the mountains roll past. A heavenly blur as they flew by. Pierre was dressed up in sun proofed clothing and special thermal equipment that was sun proofed as well, just in case. The sun reflected off the snow so the girls had to make sure Pierre was literally airtight.

'Shit, this place is amazing.' Said Pierre through his in helmet microphone, he went on, 'Breathtaking really, indescribably majestic and overwhelmingly humbling, the mountains make me feel so small. Incredible.'

They all wore microphones to hear each other and Cleo replied simply to Pierre's humbling statement.