Fic: Love Song For A Vampire 1/2 Kindred: The Embraced
Because, even among the crack, drabbles, and novel length fic, I have my roots in badness. I give you, my June '02 Kindred Mpreg series! Gasp in horror at my tenses violation. See the unhinged nightmare that is my grammar and spelling! Faint at the blood curdling OOC! BOO!
Love Song for a Vampire.
Lopaka Tanu
Rated: R
Archive: Ask First.
E-mail: lopaka_tanu @ yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Kindred: the Embraced nor any of the Characters.
Warning: Slash MPREG.
Coupling: C/F
Setting: During and after the Series.
Summary: A certain Kindred is tired of a certain human and has decided to do some thing about it. Only what he does not take in to acount is the ramifications of his actions. Sorry I lost my tapes of the Episodes in a fire and am having to use my memory and summaries from the Kindred the Embraced site by Jennifer Latchford <jenn_druid@excite.com>.
_________________________________________________________ Part 1 Come in to these Arms Again. - Pilot Episode
Scene: Frank has just confronted Julian after the shoot out at the Haven which before Julian asked Cash to take the place of his sire as his body Guard.
"...I will find a way. And when I do you are going down."
Cash watched the stunning man with bated breath. So arrogant and self sure, it was remarkable that he had survived this long with that attitude. Yet with a body like that and the personality to boot. Slowly he licked his lips in anticipation of the hunt. This was one mortal that would be his, oh yes, he was definetly going to make him beg for it.
Frank glared at the *mob boss* and waited for a responce. When none was forth coming he smirked at this small victory and decided that tonight was a good night after all. He took a last look around at the bikers and their 'Bitches' as they referred to them. Quickly he noticed a younger looking man with wild hair and a goatee smirking at him.
Slowly they faced off sniffing the air at around them in a display of dominace. The taller man growled at the blond and bared his teeth in warning. The blond smirked and made a biting motion that looked more like a kiss then nip. Quickly the brunette snake out a hand and caught the blond in a vise like grip and pulled the blond in close to go for his throat. Blond man bared his neck to give better access to his oponet. Instead of biting the tall man roughly kissed and licked his way up to the full lips. Hungrily he crushed the blond mouth seeking more. Their tongues dueled for control until they broke for air. When the taller man stared in to the eyes of the blond he pulled back at their predetory silver.
Frank came to himself realizing he was staring at the smirking biker and frowned. He sent a scowl towards the biker and was recieved with a bring it on gesture of a sudden lift of the head. Slowly he turned away and back to his prey. "Remember Luna I am watching you." With that he turned and stalked off towards his car.
"I'll remember that Frank. Thank you and have a nice evening." Julian Luna waved as the Detective's car took off for some other part of his city to do what Cain knew what.
Cash's eye's glinted silver as he watched the angry strut of his next play thing. Lust shot strait to his groin as he saw the play of muscles under the duster. He favored the dectective with a sneer as he looked on while driving past.
"Cash as your first project as my new body guard it is your duty to keep an eye on my enemies. Tonight you have met what may be the most dangerous, not only to me but to us all. He is to be delt with quietly. For now I only wish you to observe him anything more than that may expose us. Is that clear?" Julan pierced the Gangrel elder with his eyes.
Cash smiled. "What ever you say, this is your show."
"Good, now I have other things to deal with. I will expect you later tonight at the Manse. Good evening." With a nod he heads off to do what ever new buisness he must attend.
The Blond Gangrel turns to the rest of his clan with a true Malicous grin. "Who is up for a little observation and a little Brujah bashing not necissarily in that order?"
A round of agreement and they are off on their bikes howling in to the night to find some new form of entertainment. Cash leads his pack on the hunt while his mind drifts back to that imagined kiss. 'This is going to be a sweet deal.' He thinks as his bike rears up like a horse and takes off down the road ahead of the pack.
He pulls out the photo from his over head visor and smiles through the tears at her beautiful face. "Why is life so damn complicated? Couldn't I be happy for once?" Sadly Frank shakes his head and wipes away the tears and his runny nose. After up ending his bottle one more time he tosses the empty one in the back of his car and picks up another one.
"Ah Frank you really ought not to have done that."
Frank turns to the voice and finds the Blond punk from days before sitting in his passanger seat. "What the hell do you, trash?"
Cash faked a wound in his chest. "Ouch that one stings. Actually the name is Cash."
"So the hell what Flash." Frank snorted at his childish bahavior.
"Cash, but that is besides the point. You really should learn who not to mess with bucko."
Frank grinned at him. "Your here on behave of the Leech aren't you. You're one of them. Well too bad ya sick freak. I will do what it takes to take him down, no matter how long. In fact I should probably go shoot him again it felt pretty good the last time."
Cash smirked at him. "I bet it did. Too bad I can't let you do that. You see there is a little rule out there that protects him from you."
"Oh," Frank pulled the cap off the bottle of whiskey and drained a fifth of it before Cash yanked it from him. "Hey give that back. I am warning you." Frank tried several ungraceful manouvers to restrain the taunting kindred until he finally sat back in his seat with a huff.
Cash finished the bottle in two drinks and gave a sound of apreciation. "You got to know some thing. She broke the Law. The ultimate Law. She jeopardized us and you by telling you about us."
Frank shook his head sadly. "You're wrong. She didn't tell me about you until after you consigned her to death." He looked at the steering wheel bitterly. "But it's a little late for that. Did you have to kill her?"
Cash sighed then shook his head yes. "Unfortunately our laws are very strict, with good reason. If you brake them the only punishment that is both civil and humane is final death. Any thing else and you would have total anarchy. Could you imagine that, a war between the humans and us? No we decided long ago that the Masquerade must be maintained at all costs."
Frank gave him a sad smile. "So you are here to uphold this Masquerade, am I right? You are here to kill me?"
With out looking at Frank, Cash shook his head no. "Unfortunately for me, Julian made a deal with the late Ms. Seris and you are to be protected."
"Oh joy, lucky me." Frank pulled out another bottle and was about to take a swig of it when it too was yanked from his hand.
"Yeah lucky you. I can't kill you, but there is nothing that says I can't fuck with ya." He drained the entire bottle then turned on Frank with a feral look. "So up for a little grief couseling?"
"Shove it up your ass."
"I intend to, only you first." Cash pounced on the cursing human and let out a barking laugh at his attempts to protect himself. "Has any one told you you fight like a girl. Is that what you are, you wanna be my bitch?" Cash sniffed up the body of Frank and smiled when he reached his face. "You know I think you might just."
Frank tried to shove the horney Kindred away by punching him. "Get your fucking hands off me."
"Such a fiesty one. Mah wee Bitch. Come on, why don't you turn around and take it like a good lover." He purred in to Frank's ear as he licked his way down to the throat. With inhuman strength he pulled Frank in to the back seat and wrestled him in to a submissive posture on all fours. Slowly he ground his arousel in to Frank's bottem and licked his ear. "You like this don't you." When Frank made grunts of discust and anger Cash laughed. "I knew you would make a great bitch."
Frank brought his leg up in to the groin of the man on top of him. "I am no one's prison bitch."
"Who said any thing about prison you stupid shit? Fuck that hurts!" Cash held one hand to his throbing balls and the other in a starting position over Frank's shoulder to arond his lower ribs gripping his chest. "Just for that I am going to make it hurt." Quickly he pulled back and sank his fangs in to Frank's neck.
Frank struggled to pull the feeding kindred off to no avail. "Get off you fucking leech."
Cash pulled back and the angry barb. "Sorry only your kind are the leeches. Now settle down like my good little bitch and I make the pain stop." He purred soothingly in his lower throat and placed his head against the back of Franks kissing him. When Frank eased his fight, Cash peppered light kisses down the mans neck back to his feeding place and sank his teeth in again.
This time instead of the intense pain his body rebelled against him and thrust against the Kindred and he moaned in pleasure. He felt a strong hand rub him through his jeans stroking his painful erection. Quickly the pain and pleasure of the kindred's bite brought him to climax and he jerkily filled his pants with burning hot semen.
Cash smiled against his throat and released him a short time later. He licked the wounds closed and kissed the intimate red mark. He sniffed the air and smiled in to Franks ear. "I smell your enjoyment of my kiss. Next time may be we'll get around to getting out of your clothes before you soil them." He placed a hand down the front of Frank's pants to rub the limping member. "Oh my you are a naughty one, don't you know you are supposed to wear underwear."
Frank growled at the intrusion and panted as he becae aroused again. "I suppose you are any different? Ah a oooh, god don't stop."
Cash laughed throatily at his human and reluctantly pulled his hand away from the crotch of the other. Quickly he sniffed and licked away the cum on his fingers. "You even smell and taste like a bitch."
"Mmmnot a bitch." Frank slurred his words as his drinking and lack of blook caught up to him.
Cash sat back on his haunches and patted Frank's ass. "Sure you are. You just didn't know before." He rubbed the spot he just patted and grinned when Frank backed in to his hand. "See you even react like one. You are a bitch, but even better, you are my bitch."
"I amma not."
"Are so, now don't argue with me. Remember what happened last time." Gently he tugged the larger man in to a sitting position next to him then had him lay down and place his head in his lap. Cash stroked Frank's hair slowly causing Frank to relax. When Frank began to cry again Cash shushed him. "It will be all right. You will feel better in the morning."
"Slash, sing to me." Frank was too drunk to hear the laugh but not so when Cash started up on a Guns and Roses hit.
"Don't you cry, Toniggghhhhhhhhhhhiieieieieittttttt......" Cash finished the song in an off key voice but if Frank heard the only responce he gave was a lite snore. He bent down, kissed the younger man's forehead, and whispered his good bye. "Good night young pup. Remember, you are mine now, and no one will dare challenge you over me." Before he left he placed a silver ring on the finger of his chosen with his Clan's mark of a wolf's head thrown back in a howl and a full moon behind it.
________________________________________________________ Part 2 And lay your body down. - Prince of the City.
Scene: Frank is laying on the ground facing a feral Brujah Primogen.
"... Stay away human or not even your pathetic prince Julian can save you." Eddie Fiori shifts back to wolf and vanishes in to the night as a stunned Frank looks on.
After a few minutes Frank starts to get up and dust off his bottem when a hand from behind decides to help. Frank whirled right in to the arms of the blond from a couple weeks before.
"Hey lover miss me?" Cash pulls him in to an unwilling kiss. "You know you really ought to watch those Brujah, they're tricky bastards. If he had taken a step closer it would have been his last."
Frank pulled out his gun cocking it. "The same can be said for you."
Cash had the gun in his hand faster than Frank could see. "Frank, Frank Frank when are you going to learn that not all things are what they seem." Cash gave a huff as he found a knife poking his ribs. "I see you have learned that lesson well.
Frank glared at him and poke the kindred several times until he backed away. Taking back his gun he placed it back in his holster and backed away keeping the older kindred in sight. He reached his car and opened the door to slide in. He turned his back for a second only to be pressed against the side of his car. 'Being raveged by a horny vamp was not all that bad.' Frank kicked himself for that thought.
Before he knew it Cash was on top of him and they were in the back seat. "Get off." He growled at the blond.
"Can't you see I am trying to? Now hold still and let me get us out of our clothes." Cash started to struggle again until he heard the sound of several bikes coming their way and jumped out of the car.
Frank sat up trying to right his clothes glaring at the cautious kindred. "What affraid they might see you trying to sexually assault an officer?"
"NO!" Cash responded like and annoyed child. "Do you have any idea what it would do to my reputation if they knew I was still trying to get to third base with YOU." He emphasized the last word.
Frank felt slighted at that remark. "And just what is wrong with me?"
"You know, you're you." Cash gave a helpless gesture with his hands.
Crossing his hands over his chest in out rage the cop huffed. "No I don't. What is so wrong with me? Am I supposed to be easy or some thing?"
"You know what, forget about it. Just get in your car and go home, Frank."
"No you are going to tell me what they say about me." He stood next to the shorter man and held his ground when he turned on him.
Cash clenched his fists in anger. "Go home human!"
"NO! Now tell me."
"You are this close to getting Frank." He held his thumb and index finger together.
Frank grinned evilly, he knew he had him. "Getting what?"
"Just remember you asked for it." Cash grabbed Frank's hand and pulled him in the car over his lap. With his preternatural strength he jerked down Frank's pants and underwear to expose his bare butt. "I see you have taken to wearing under clothes. I will just have to cure you of that habit." Quickly he yanksed them out of Frank's pants and stuck them in his pocket. "Now remember this will hurt you more than it does me." With that he let loose a volly of slaps on Frank's ass.
"Stop you fucking bastard. Get your hands off me. Stop hitting me!"
"Okay." Amusement.
"STOP THAT!" Frank squirmed while the fingers probed him.
"Oh, so tight. I just love virgin fields. Always the hardest to plow but are the sweetest to grow things in."
"What are you doing?" Frank whined.
"Looking for some thing."
"Wha-AAAAT in heaven did you just do?"
"Found it." Cash hit it again and again until he felt the hot liquid fill his other hand. "You are such an ass slut." He slapped the red cheeks again then pushed Frank in to the floor board naked. Frank let out several curses as he was uncerimously dumped in the floor of his back seat.
Cash laughed as his chosen one climbed out of the car muttering about damned kindred and their fetishes. Slowly he pulled out the pair of stolen underwear and inhailed the scent from the front pouch. "A thong, and I thought you were a little on the conservative side Frank." Laughing he climbed on his bike and road away in the shadows.
Scene: Frank has just left the Library after vowing to make Kindred kill Kindred.
He put the key in the lock of his door and froze. "What do you want?"
"You should listen to your partner. Smart guy."
Frank pulls out a wooden stake and mallot from his coat.
Cash laughs at him. "You know that stuff don't work on us."
"Correction, it imbolizes you long enough for me to drain you dry. Let's see two hours until sunrise. That's a hell of long time to wait to die."
Cash halted in his appoarch. "You're bluffing."
Frank smirks at him. "Oh really. Let's ask that crispy critter they brought in a couple weeks ago by the name of... what was that grilled turkey who forgot to wear his sunscreen, oh yeah Stevie Ray." He found himself slammed against his car and being lifted off the ground.
Eyes glinting silver Cash growled. "You are never to speak that name in that tone again."
"Why was the french Fry a friend of yours?" He found the Kindred's lack of control intoxicating. "You know that makes a funny tongue twister. French Fried Friend. Say that five times fast."
Cash seethed in anger. "You will learn not to mock me human. You are my Bitch and will do what I say."
Frank's eyes glowed in hatred. "Never!"
"Forever!" Cash slammed him again then disappeared alowing the human to fall to his knees choking.
Scene: Cash has just pulled up to the Haven with Sasha.
Frank looks down at the wring in his hand and builds up the courage to face Julian with out killing him. He gets out of the car when he notices the bikes and their riders. On one of them is a new girl, and a familiar blond head. Frank closes his fist around the ring and squeezes until his hand turns red.
Cash notices the Detective watching him from across the street and smiles to Sasha. He allows her to pull him in for a kiss. He deepins it while watching the stone face of Frank. He growls and pulls back when he does not get a rise from the man. Quickly he dismounts and follows Sasha in to the club only once to take his eyes of his chosen one. That was long enough for Frank to turn and walk away. In his place on the street was the silver ring with Clan Gangrel signet. Cash quellshed the grief and followed the firey red head in to the club.
Frank sits behind the wheel of his car and slams his fist on it several times. He wiped the tears and put the car in to start then drove away. Tomorrow, yeah tomorrow he would confront Julian. Tonight he needed to get drunk.
*************************************************************** Scene: Frank has just given Julian the ring.
On his way out the Haven, Frank was feeling like he couldn't care less about his life or any thing. He is about to climb in his car a hand spins him around. He is bodily pressed against the Primogen of the Brujah clan. "What in hell do you want Fiori?"
Eddie smiled then traced a finger down Frank's face.
Frank jerked away from the touch.
"So wild, yet so deadly. My what a brujah you would make."
Frank pulled out of the death grip. "Sorry I aint a crook."
"No body is all innocent boy." He trails his hand down and grips Frank through the front of his clothes. "I bet you are more Brujah than you are willing to admit."
"Is this guy bothering you?"
Frank looks over Eddie's shoulder to see one of the guys that was always around Cash glaring at Eddie. Quickly he pulls the larger man in to a tight embrace and kisses him until the Kindred is throughly on mind freeze. "Yeah he is. I keep telling him that this is the proper way to kiss. He never listens it's always the face grab, then a peck on the lips." He looks at the smiling Eddie. "What do I look like the Vito Corleone. Come on kiss me right already."
Eddie backs away laughing as the angered and confused Gangrel walks away sneering at them. "Remember Frank, your are more like one of us than you care to admit. Be seeing you around."
Frank smirks at him. "Yeah what ever you say same to you." He get's in his car and drives away, only now allowing the pain to surface again. "That guy is going to tell his clan and they are going to tell Cash and Cash is never going to speak to me. Great way to fuck up a relationship. What the hell am I talking about. The guy tries to rape me. He bites me and feeds off me. He finger fucks me until I cum in his hand and I am quivering like a school girl. I have definetly got to get myself a boy friend. Oh hell no. Girls think girls, vivashis pouty lips with erect nipples. Smooth firm perky breast."
He looks down and notices that nothing is happening. "Well what the hell do you know. Big hairy face, licking me all over the place. Oh give it up, for all you know I could be talking about a german sheapard." After giving his cock a major lecture he turns back to his task getting out of the car.
So there he sat. Noting the passing of time he waited. He tried to think but only came up blank. Before he knew it, the sun had risen and he was majorly late getting in. When he looked in the rearview mirror to check for traffic he noticed the dried tear tracks running dow his face. He wiped away the new ones forming at the corners of his eyes and laughed as the radio played the song by MeatLoaf, 'Objects in the Review Mirror, may appear closer than they are...'
End of part two. Part three will hold the conclusion to the Episode Prince of he City.
_________________________________________________________ Part 3 The Rhythm of this Trembling Heart. - Prince of the City part II
Scene: The following evening before the Conclave and Frank recieving the gun from Sonny. Club Psychie Brujah/Torreador coventure.
"So Mr. Kohanek, what makes you think that you can take Julian down?" Eddie Fiori smirked at the Detective as he sipped his blood wine.
"I hate him with all my being. He is the one that had my love killed." Frank said this as if it was obvious.
"Those are admirable reasons especially in a brujah, but let me refraise this. Why should I help you take him down?"
It was Frank's turn to smirk. "You know I hear a lot now that my eyes and ears are open. It seems that you hate the Prince as much as I do if not more. If you were to say get me in a position to kill him then no one could blame you. I mean it would be that much easier for you to become Prince yourself. Besides you would have a cop on your side." Frank smiled then laid down the trump card. "Oh there is more thing. I hear that Julian's main contingent of Guards are Gangrel. Nasty little beasts. As Prince you can have them all killed with out any one getting in the way."
"And where did you here this from?" Eddie grew intrigued and alarmed in the same instant.
Frank sat forward taking a sip from his drink. "You would be amazed what you find in a public library, especially if you bribe the little old ladies behind the counter."
Eddie roared with laughter at Franks conspiratorily wink. "You will make an excellent Brujah Frank."
Frank was suddenly serious. "Sorry no dice. I am not going there. Already had one fucking vamp on my neck this month, so no thank you."
This was a point of interest to the Brujah Primogen. "Who was it?"
Frank looked around that even remotely resembled a Gangrel and found none. "That filthy Gangrel, Cash the Trash."
Eddie bristled at the name. 'So he has marked this human as his own. That means he is being tailed, and probably scanned daily. Better dump him now. Too bad, he would have made an excellent childe.' "Well that makes a difference. I am sorry but I won't deal with the left-overs of my enemy. He probably has you marked as his territory. Knowing their kind he probably pissed on you after he screwed you."
Frank stood in outrage. "He never did such a thing. In fact he never even got as far as geting out of his pants. For your information I am no ones left overs. So go fuck yourself. If you won't help me then I will do it myself." He turned and stormed out of the club.
After he left, six people followed him out in four different groups. Eddie recognized two as the Prince's Ventrue drones and the rest as Cash's people. Eddie undid his tie. 'That was a close one.' As he set it on the table in front of wiping off the blood tinged sweat he noticed a smirking Gangrel across the room. 'Too damn close.'
Scene: Frank just offed the Brujah through his window. A car is heard flying down the street.
Slowly he sits down on his bed and lets the tears come down. He couldn't believe it, after all that had happened they still tried to have him vamped or what ever they called it. The thought that Cash was not here to save him made him cry even harder.
He knew there would be no body, they had taken it with them when they fled. All he had to do was face himself in the mirror. With a sad expression he laid down and pulled his blankets around him and cried himself to sleep.
Several hours later, the Haven.
Frank is standing in front of Julian after just making a deal with the devil himself. He shakes on it and walks out. On his way to his car he notices a certain Gangrel sitting on his bike.
"Hey Frank, heard you blew away a Brujah, sounds like you are already becoming one of us."
Frank stops but does not turn around. "No it just means I no how to kill you faster. One vampire or another, you're all the same to me blood sucking leeches."
Cash snarled at him. "Oh yeah well Fuck You!"
"You only wish you had the plesure." After hearing the growling coming from Cash, Frank felt smug and continued on his way to his car. He opened the door and was about to get in when Cash called out again.
"I would have given you every thing, every thing Frank."
Frank climbed in and closed the door. He pulled out slowly and drove away repeating in a silent Mantra, "I will not cry, I will not cry, I will not cry...."
Author's note: I have decided to keep Frank's hair it's original length from the piolet and let him grow it out through out the series. _________________________________________________________ Part 4 Is beating like a drum. - NightStalker.
Scene: Mental Hospital, Starkweather has just escaped and Frank has a run-in with Cash.
"So you going to tell me what is going on or is it none of my business same as usual?" Frank glared at his former suitor seething hatred.
"Yeah you got a problem with that human?" Cash gets in his face and puntuates human with a hiss of hot breath.
"Yes I do, and have you ever heard of breath ments? I mean the metallic smell of old blood is bad enough, now I have to smell yours too." Frank makes wiping motions with his hands.
Cash blows in his face. "You know I haven't eaten' tonight. How about I feed off you?"
"Go fuck yourself. You can go but not far I want to know where you are just incase I have more questions."
"Just look under your bed, I will be there with the rest of the things you fear." Cash glared at him again then walks away.
Frank wipes the solitary tear from his cheek then gets back to work.
Frank sat stunned. Did Julian's foot actually do that. He looked down at his crotch and nodded in agreement to the voices in his head. Anger surged through him. 'They are all alike. They try to seduce you only when they need you then once they got it they dump your ass. What the hell is wrong with me. Am I just some convient piece of ass. You might as well face it Frank, no one loves you now and no one ever will.' That thought was enough to sear his already frazzled nerves. He paid for his meal and left with out even touching his food.
Scene: After the Julian has fled the area of the execution of the psychotic Kindred. Some thing else happened before Julian left.
'He kissed me. I don't fucking believe it, he kissed me. Me Frank Kohanek is being seduced by a Vampire Prince. Who I do look like, some frigging long haired plantation owner in Louisiana. Wait a minute, Julian is the one with the accent. Does that mean I am Lestat? No way in hell. He can keep his dirty hands to himself.' In anger he kicked the corpse of the beheaded kindred. It had some of the desired effects so he did it again and again.
Silently he fell/sat down and let the grief over whelm him. He was tired of being used, tired of all the games and the lies. After tonight it would all be different, no more Mr. Nice guy. After tonight they could all kiss his ass he was through with them. He wrapped his arms around his knees and laid his head in the ball formed by his body and legs.
This is how Sonny found him twenty minutes later. He reached out to check on his partner but was struck back as Frank lashed out at him. "Easy Frank, it's only me. Come on partner, lets get you out of here." He made a silent inventory of the room as he led Frank to the waiting ambulance that had just arrived.
Scene: Two nights later, Club Hedonis, BDSM club. Frank is feeling frisky and guess who is there to help bring out his inner Kindred.
"So tell me why I should trust you?" Franks swivled his 'sex on the beach' and seductively licked his lips at his companion.
"Because you fnd me facinating. And I am charming and witty." The young man smiles at Frank predatorily.
"And what exactly would I find fasinating about you?" Frank looked at his reflection in the mirror behind the bar.
The young man laughed a gentle sound that made the cop feel comfortable around him. "Well for starters people say I am a really great kisser."
Frank eyes him wearily. "Oh really?"
"Yes really. You want to find out?"
"Is that the best you got?"
Laughing again the young man place's his hand on Frank's and looks him in the eyes. "Come with me and I will show you things you have not even dreamed of."
Frank felt the compulsion to go with the young man, pull at the back of his mind. Slowly he turned away from the eridescent eyes. "May be later."
"How about now?"
Frank looked back at the young man and noticed the silver glint to the eyes. "How about tonight?"
The young kindred backs off. "Tonight it is." He picks up Frank's hands and kisses it. "Until them Frank."
Frank watches as the Kindred left. "I didn't catch your name."
"That's cause I didn't throw it." He tosses back over his shoulder as he leaves. "The name is Zane, remember it cause you will be screaming it later."
Frank laughes as he hears the last part.
"Frank stop hitting on the locals and keep an eye out for the perp." A tiny voice replies in his ear.
"Ha ha Sonny." He speaks in to the gold band that windes around his arm like a snake. Dressed like an extra from the Hercules series he makes the rounds of the club smilling at the other men in the club. "Tell me again why I am the one in the leather and greek jewlery."
"You match the perps' tastes perfectly. They hunt here regularly and you look just too damn cute in those leather shorts and boots."
Frank snorts. "Yeah well they ride up my ass like they're trying to hide from all these lust filled stares. I swear if you ever volunteer us to undercover investigations again I will personally shove this leather and fake jewlery up your ass."
"Sorry Frank, but that's not fake stuff. The perps can tell the difference, we kind of had to borrow some of it from the chief's wife. So don't lose any of it or it's coming out of your pay. Those are Kwan's exact words."
"Heads up guys, I think I've been spotted." Frank turned and fled while the three men chased him through the club. "Gee no one is trying to stop and help. I guess it just proves the whole damn club is corupt. Why in hell do we allow these sick freaks to live and operate in our city?" He whined as he ran in to the room the police had rented to form their sting. "Who would have thought a sexual slave ring would form here in SF?"
Sonny shrugged as he beat the hell out of one of the guys trying to shoot his fellow officers when he realized it was a bust. "I have no idea Frank. These sickos just come out of no where. I still don't believe they were acting alone, but we will find out down at the station won't we boys." He slammed his perp against the wall when he tried to rush him.
Frank smiled at Sonny glad that this one was over, all that leather tended to remind him of a certain Gangrel. He took off the clip on earings, the six bracelets, ten silver rings, and unwound the arm bad handing them to Sonny.
"What about the diamond/gold choker, and that what ever it is woven in to your bangs?"
"*That* is a signant banner. It looks like a necklace but actually is a head band with the symbol of who ever it belongs to. It just so happened to match the necklace, both of which belonged to my mother." Frank pointed to the pendant in the center of both of them. "It's a gypsy symbol, I think she said it meant Ravnous. Or what ever." He shrugged an failed to notice Sonny's shocked look. "Any ways they were designed for my family generations ago Way back before we came to this country. She says it was once worn by a gypsy prince when he was wed to his chosen. I used to love listening to her many tales." With a whistful sigh he shrugged again and left Sonny gaping at his back.
Frank huddled in his duster pulling it tighter against the night air. The night got colder the closer you got to the bay. He sensed a presence before he felt the hand on his shoulder turning him. He quickly got in a defensive position only to find his body once again in the embrace of a Kindred.
He let the waves of pleasure flow over him as the man licked the wound tenderly until it closed. He smiled lazily as Zane licked his lips and smiled at him.
"You taste good, human, different." Zane licked the side of his neck up to his ear.
Frank felt the goose bumps go up his spine. He smiled through the euphoric bliss imparted by Zane's kiss.
"Ready to feel alive again my gypsy prince?" Zane didn't wait for a responce he simply kissed Frank senseless, which was not all that hard to do cause he was already half way there.
Frank knew nothing but the chance to forget his pain even if for a moment. The last few weeks even before Alexandra's death were a night mare. When this moment presented itself he took hold never to let go. "Yes."
Zane smiled at his soon to be lover and laughed. "Then what are we waiting for? Let us go." Quickly he pulled Frank on to his bike and they took off flying for parts unknown. Both with the knowlodge that what would happen to night was just that, for only tonight.
In another part of town a certain Gangrel was cursing at a fiery red head who had yet again got in trouble with the law drawing attention to herself and her family. After she slammed the door in his face for the third time he finally gave in to the anger and took off. Running through the city was not as good as the forest but hey he was still free as he would say.
Slowly he walked over a cemetary wary of those buried but not forgotten. The sounds of lovers in the throws of passion drew his curiosity. As he came closer he recognized the scent of that as a human and a kindred together. He passed beyond the gates and in to a small park off to the side filled with old weepingwillows that seemed to cry over the young lovers.
He noted that the kindred was no one he could identify, he would have to get closer and that would be too risky. But the human all he had to do was look at that face and know it was his chosen.
Frank caught sight of the large grey wolf as it watched him and Zane. He did not have to be kindred to know who it was. He glared at it and went back to kissing Zane. As he was thrust in to one more time he threw back his head and cried out in his release.
Cash cried out in pain it time with his chosen's release and ran away. He couldn't deal with this now. This was one thing too many. Frank was his! He made a vow that he would teach the human and his kindred lover that.
Zane watched in awe as he brought the human to orgasim. That he could create this reaction from some body drove him over the edge and he pumped the last of his seed in to Frank. With out breath he fell back rubbing his hadn over his hairy chest.
Frank stayed in a sitting position with Zane still buried in him to the hilt. Dreamily he looked down on the beauty in front of him and sighed. "That was..."
"Wonderous?" Zane offered helpfully.
"I was going to say mind blowing. I feel so good, so strong, like I can take on any thing at this moment."
"Sex with a Kindred accept no substitutions." Has Frank laughed, Zane pulled him down for a kiss causing him to be freed from Frank. Together they lay in silence for a while. As the night grew old Zane started to move and gather their clothes. "Time to go Frank. I'm sure that your people are wondering where you are."
Frank slowly pulled on the leather outfit wincing as the leather came in contact with certain sore areas. When Zane noticed this he pulled Frank close. "Here let me. Can't very well ride the bike if you can't sit down." He bit the tips of his index and middle finger and applied them to the sore areas, gently rubbing in the healing blood. After the pain was numbed to a dull ache Zane stopped. "I want to heal your injuries but not take away all the reminders of tonight. Besides too much and you will become to bonded to me, and I have too much going on with out having to add an obsessed cop to them."
Frank scowled at him. "Thanks it's nice to know that you are only looking out for my well being." He winced as he lifted his leg to climb on the bike. "Think you can deal with that?"
"Why Frank are you asking me to ravage you again?"
"Never mind, take me home."
Zane made a sweeping geture with his hand as he started the bike. "As you wish my lady."
"Say that again and I will stake your ass in the sun."
Chuckling he took off down the road towards Frank's. "What ever you say my lady." That got him a slap on the ass.
One last kiss and Zane was gone for good. Frank climbed the stairs to his apartment head spinning about the evening he just had not a thought on the nightmare his life had become. As he entered his apartment he noticed all the lights were of, even the one above the sink. The drapes were closed and his bedroom door was open, that meant Kindred were in the house.
"Come out I know you're here." He pulled his gun from his hip holster and looked around the room.
"Who was he?"
Frank whirled on the voice behind him.
Cash knocked the phospherous gun out of his hand. "Did you enjoy haing him fuck you? Is that all you wanted, some one to fuck your brains out?"
"Get out! Get out of my place now!"
"NO! You will answer my damn questions."
"Got to hell!" A knock at the door followed by it opening broke them apart.
"Frank? I thought I heard voices." Sonny walked in and noted Cash. "Is this guy bothering you partner?" He emphasized partner letting Cash know who's side he was on at the moment.
"No, he was just leaving, weren't you Trash." Frank glared at Cash, a look that promised retribution if he crossed him.
"Remember Frank this aint over." Cash said as he left.
"With you people it never is." Frank slammed the door in his face when he tried to make a retort.
"You wanna tell me what that was all about?" Sonny asked pointing at the front door.
"Nothing, he just can't accept that some things just weren't meant to be, and that people are not always who they appear to be." Frank looked out the window as Cash got on his bike and drove off. He felt a wave of pain flash through his system and his eyes tinted silver for a moment as the tears started. Quickly suppressing the pain he knew would last a couple of days from the time with Alexandra, with draw symptoms she had called them. It was a good pain, it let him know he was still here, that he was still living even though it felt as if his world was dead and gone.
The next part will include scenes from Romeo and Juliet.
_________________________________________________________ Part 5 It beats for you. - Romeo and Juliet.
Scene: Frank has just arrived at the police station the night before Sasha's Embrace. Two days after his one night stand with Zane.
Frank noted the snickering coming from two uniforms coming out of the front entrance to the station house with dread. The way they were watching him and commenting to each other was screaming that some thing was up.
"Hey Frank, way to go. I always knew you liked having big things between your legs." Called out the older of the two. "Tell me do you have a leather fetish or is it just hairy guys?"
Frank ignored their remarks and went on in to the station as they continued to laugh at him. Once inside there were several whistles and cat calls as he walked down the hall ways to the bullpen. As he walked to his desk several of his fellow detectives made remarks about dating the suspects and if in his spare time did he make congigal visits to the prisoners.
When he arrived at his desk he was ready to kill the next person that so much as peeped about him. Much to his horror Sonny was not immune to their banter.
"I thought we were on a stake out Frank, not trolling for whores." Sonny was trying not to laugh at Franks indignant flustering. "You know I didn't know you were that flexible. It makes you wonder what else you can do. And some of the moves you pulled off, you put the American gymnastics team to shame. Tell me was that the same guy from the club or just some freak you picked up?"
Frank was about to slam his partner in the mouth when Kwan called him in to his office. Once inside Frank faced the steaming asian man. "You wanted some thing chief?"
"Sit down Frank!" Kwan stood up and started pacing while Frank took a readiness position for flight. "I have nothing against you people. in fact my wife's brother is one of you. It's just when things like this happen I have to ask you about it." He sat a tape in front of Frank. "This arrived today and was playing in the brake room when I came in. I don't know what this is about nor do I care. But what is on this tape is not only an embarrassment to this deparment but also to our cities' police force. Frank the DA could file charges against you for this. As it is only my word that I will take some action against you is stopping them at this point."
Frank had gone pale and was wondering what the hell was going on. "Sir if I may ask what is on that tape?"
"Where were you two nights ago after the take down of the slavers?"
He automaticly clammed up. "That's private."
Kwan slapped the tape. "No it wasn't, not then and not now. Did you think that you could do... that in public and not get caught?"
Frank went pale again and shook his head no.
"Well it is pretty cut and dry Frank. As of the end of the week you are suspended with out pay for the next three weeks. Oh and I suggest you look in to a lawyer just in case this is leaked to the press. You are dissmissed."
Frank stood abruptly and left. A few moments later he returned to the office and took the tape.
Out side of Kwan's window stood a lone smirking figure. Slowly he dropped the cigarette and put it out laughing. Part one of his plan was complete. If only he could figure out who his chosen's lover was.
Scene: Twenty Four hours later Frank has had his run in with Daedolus and memory wipe care of Sonny.
Slowly he sips the bottle of wine as he watches the sun come up. This was now his favorite time of the twenty four hour cycle called a day. It lets him know that he lived another day. When he finished it off he tossed it in the back with the other bottles of Manzinita wine. Six bottles and he still craves more. "This time the side effects are lasting longer. What would you say to that Alexandra?" He wiped his thumb over the photo and smiled sadly. "You know I think he did it. Sent the tape in. It would be just like him."
Frank put the picture back in place over his visor and opened a new bottle. "I know some thing important happened last night, I just can't remember. What the hell happened? I know it has to do with Sonny and that little boy Abel. They both know some thing, but they aren't telling me. Huh story of my life. I am so sick of all this shit. I don't know may be I should just give in to him, let him take away my pain. Who knows I could even learn to enjoy it." With his mind made up Frank smiles, he was goin to apologize and make amends with Cash. Only this time they were going to start off on equal footing.
A short distance away.
Cash sits with Sasha feeding her from his wrist and caressing her head with his other hand. He brought her here for several reasons, one it was isolated. Don't want any humans poking around a hungry fledgling. Two he likes this place, it's comforting to his nerves. He looks around and spots reason number three, the most important reason.
He smirks as his chosen one notices them for the first time in the early morning light. 'Yes Frank, see what it is like to be come one of us. Know the joy a bond between a sire and childe can be. You are mine, and the faster you learn that, the sooner I can embrace you as one of my own.'
Frank notices them all right. His eyes glent silver as the last of the kindred blood in his body continues to make itself known to all. Frank feels a crushing blow to his chest as he watches Cash take care of the red head. Tears well up in his eyes. "No oh no, please don't. God not you too." Feeling betrayed Frank puts the car in reverse and takes off, not caring where he is going.
Cash watches in shock, this was not how it was supposed to go at all. Frank was supposed to sit and watch Cash help Sasha through the change. Then he was supposed to ask to be embraced as well. What in hell had happened? One thing was clear, he had a lot of learning when it came to his chosen. Frank was just to damned unpredictable. Oh well he would worry about that later right now he had a little Brujah fledgling to take care of.