lkh_lashouts | Kill her Darlings: Here's the wind up....(Lead in to Anita, etc.) (Reply)

The characters are mostly Laurel K Hamilton's, as is the actual background. The current happenings are entirely fignewtons of my own derranged mind.

Dunno if you can call anything in here a true spoiler. Y'all know who Asher is, right? Well, this kinda continues my first postie, in which we find out how JC really feels, and that Micah has been screwed unto death. This time, we flash to Asher's take, and the beginning of the end of an Anita. Now, I will warn, there's a hint of slashy goodness, but just a hint.

Let the games begin!

I let my hair fall over to hide the scars. Anita frowned, and I almost smiled. She's truly not the brightest thing I've ever met. Or perhaps she's just so incredibly self-involved that she honestly does not have a clue, as these young Americans would say. So very special because she likes my hair and eyes, and ignores my scars. I could laugh out loud at this.

Ah, yes, the angsting beautiful scarred vampire act never gets old. It is the biggest..how do they say? Ah, yes, 'pussy magnet', going. On the tally sheets, I am still not so very far behind Jean Claude. We are wagering to see who will be first to break in the new girl. Yet, I get ahead of myself.

Jean Claude and I did in fact have a very good laugh, that first night, the moment I could get her away from him. I forgave him in my heart long ago for Juliana. That was as much my fault as it was his...perhaps more. She was, after all, MINE, and mothers do not die every day. I should have taken extra care, knowing that he would be gone. I DO very much miss her, of course, and it was most amusing to allow Blake to believe that she was the catalyst to our peace. As if I COULD stay angry at him for eternity, especially when he gives me those big blue eyes.

As if I would ever let any woman, even my Juliana, come between myself and the love of my life...

"Excuse us for just a moment, Petite Fleur.." I bowed over Anita's hand, kissing it, and nearly shuddered at the look of naked desire in her eyes. She stank of it of late, and of men. So many men. It had become a nuissance.

As soon as the door closed between us, I turned to Jean Claude. The room was nicely soundproof, and so far, she'd not managed to aquire super hearing. Jean Claude hadn't let her. "How many tonight, mon couer?"

"NINE. She's been with nine so far. Truly, there is no reason for this. I have only drawn enough power from her with this so-called ardeur..." We both twisted smiles at this "to have her wanting a nice dinner, and a good, solid cuddle, but noooo...no. She must have ze orgies!"

"Have you yet explored the full range of her powers?"

"Oui. She's been quite accomodating in using those at every turn."

And he had been quite accomodating in putting her in positions where she would have to do just that.

"Most excellent. Can you do it yet? Can you raise the dead as she can?"

"Oui." He quirked a smile, and my heart nearly melted at the sight. He is so very, very beautiful, especially when he is being devious.

"Then tonight shall be the night?"

"Oui." Again that smile, and I could not help myself. I went to him, and kissed him deeply. He is such a very delectible kisser.

"What of the girl?"

"Far less problematic, and much taller, besides." He always did like his women tall. I simply liked it that she was beautiful, virginal, and had the loveliest red hair. We would make such a perfect group, blonde, brunette, red head. We'd even have a spare, now that he'd be taking Damien back. Oh, the times we would have.

"How so less problematic? She is very powerful..."

"She is also already quite malleable, and does not need sex or blood to feed to begin with. I shall enjoy picking up these powers, along with the mind reading..."

"Yes, there is that. Will you keep this one?"

That had been the question ever since we'd found that he could devour the abilities of his human servants, along with feeding through them. The Ardeur. I could not stop laughing the day he first came up with that excuse. Of course, he had to kill them to take a power, but that was of little consequence. When deliberately done, it left HIM unharmed, after all.

"Oui, though I will not mark her until I finish with the one after next, who is an annoying little thing who plays with flesh and blood. She can turn a man inside out, and she can make one continue to bleed, re-open wounds. Part fey, and I am hoping perhaps to gain their glamour as well, but no one truly wants her to survive, from her own court. I believe she may be a worse slut all on her own, in fact, than Ma Petite has become. There is something about fertility abilities, besides. I am well and truly hoping to gain those. Could you imagine the power were I able to grant those who are mine the ability to breed HEIRS?"

Oh, yes. They would crawl to him, risk death for him. And how different those words sounded when we were together...Ma Petite. With her, they were gentle..with me, they held the edge of honest disgust. I nodded.

"So, who will be next?"

He waved a hand dismissively. "Male, but not very pretty. He's good with shadows, and can move objects with his mind."

"You will be unstoppable, mon couer."

"And you will remain at my side, will you not?"

"You know that I shall, and eternally. How could I do otherwise?"

We kissed again, embracing tightly. I could feel the hard edges of his body against mine. Oh, how wonderfully we fit, like two halves of the same being. But then, it had always been so.

"Once you have the red head, you will help me to choose one?"

He nodded. "I am thinking a blonde, a pale, pale blonde. Female, non?"

I nodded. "Submissive, yet powerful."

"This can be arranged."

"It is time..isn't it?" He nodded. "You may drain her as you did that first night, but I must be the one to make the kill."

I smiled at him, my loveliest smile. "Oh yes. And so you shall be..."

First, it would be Blake, then that little man, the Gentry Woman..then a worthy servant for him, and for me as well. And then, it would be time to face the council. Long past time for that...

-Dira-