Part 4
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Smallville, 10 PM, Summer Night Festival…
“Please Lex! Dance with me?” Her hands clinked around his neck, dragging his mouth to hers. Pushing her off, he cleared his throat.
“Go and suck out the blood of someone else, Helen.”
“Lex! Please don´t do this! What I did was idiotic, I admit that, but please be the gentleman that you are and dance with me!”
But there was no response. Looking at the ex-husband she saw how his gaze was locked on the centre of the dance floor. There was a young woman and a man over the fifties dancing the tango like she had never had see anyone did before. How the old man guided the high school girl over the floor was mystical. And how she responded at his steps...It went fast and then slow, just like the music did. Everything had perfect timing and the moves were strong but playful. Looking back at Lex, she palled. The look…
He wasn´t looking at the dancing, no, he was looking at the girl…
Turning her head back at the dancing couple, her eyes narrowed. The girl´s hair was pulled together in a bun and a black rose was tucked into her golden locks. And then her dress…Blood red velvet that was like a second skin on her pale but beautiful body. Breast, she didn´t hade them like she herself did, but somehow she did make Helen feel unworthy for the male specifies. The dress was knee-high and was tightly around her small figure, but became wider a couple of centimetres above the knee. The wider parts of the dress lifted and were like a circled around her legs while the man turned her around and around and around. Closing her eyes, Helen forced her tears back. Lex was not in love with her anymore, no, he wanted the teenager. And how was she, an old goat, ever going to win from the young sheep? Opening her eyes, she had to blink to be sure that her eyes weren´t diseasing her. She witnessed how the most amazing thing happened…The famous Luthormask lifted and a soft smile came on his feathers…
She could make him smile? A real smile? When she looked around she saw how some teenager stood next to Lex and looked at the woman as well. Looking better now, she saw how the entire population of Smallville was now looking at the couple. The ´summer night´ festival, a celebration for the summer was a popular thing in Smallville and was always perfect, except this time…The dancing diva and her older partner where making it unbearable to stay with Lex now and there was only on thing to do.
Leave.
She was moving in with Lionel and never coming back here! Forgetting about Lex and spent all of the old blocks money until she´s old and spoilt. It would be hard for her lover, but face it, drooling over the woman´s body wasn´t going to work for her.
Making her way true the crowed off village people she felt like screaming. She lost her man on a high school girl!
***
As Lex his eyes met hers, he felt the electrician going true his body. He felt how she looked at him while her father turned her around in high speed. As the music died away he saw how she smiled at him and kiss her father on the cheek. But then she fell backwards as final move. Lying there in her fathers arms, head only a couple of centimetres away from the ground, she looked him in the eyes. Smiling, she was lifted up again and made a turn and bow for her audience. Taking a couple of steps back, Lex disappeared in the crowed and left the festival. Still feeling the aftershocks of her gazes he lied down in his bed and slept well for a change.
*~* the next Monday around eleven o´clock in the evening.*~*
´Left, right, step, step…Let go left, turn, turn and…step, step, hold on left…turn again and fall…´
Sweeping her mop over the floor, she listened to the music pomp into her ears. Making the right moves she felt like flying. She still couldn´t believe that she won the contest. She finally won something form Lang! She won the first price on the festival for fairest dancer among Smallville. Well, it wasn´t that wonderful, but she was finally better then pinkie.
A smutty smile came on her face as the beat started to bounce into her brain. She made Lex smile. Moving her hips on the beat, she closed her eyes and almost felt his hands on her body. Turning around on her heels, she cleaned the floor, not noticing that a male figure was outside watching her every move.
His mouth opened and closed. What was she doing? Mopping the floor? Dancing like that? Was he making a fish-impression and drooling at the same time? Shaking his head, he opened the door. He could hear some music, but his eyes where drowned towards the dancing body. Walking over to the counter he tried to remember what he was doing here. Books! The Talon Books! They had to be here somewhere…
Hasn´t she seen him yet? He needed some coffee and fast. Grabbing a mug, almost breaking the rest of the collection, he smashed it down under the coffeemaker and pressed ´start´. Why wasn´t it going anything? Tarring his eyes away from Chloe´s ass he looked at the machine.
“Do you´re work you freaking machine!” He hissed, hitting the machine. A weird sound, a bad sound, came form the coffeemaker. Arching an eyebrow he pressed the start-button again. With a strange flash of light made him look up only to find himself standing in the dark while Chloe Sullivan clocked the door. He waiting for her car pull up and drive away, he groaned again. Fuck this! Turning is head towards the coffee machine, he witnessed how the still blinking brand new coffee machine turned into a pile of steel. ´Great, I trashed the coffee machine…again. Plus, I´m looked up in a teenage coffee paradise. What to do, what to do? ´
***That morning at the Talon***
“Thanx for helping me last night Clark, I really appreciate it.”
“Any time Lana…Umm…”
“Yes Clark?” Lana looked at him while opening the door to the Talon.
“I hope you´re legs feeling better…I mean, after I stepped on them, I really didn´t…”
“It´s better Clark, thanx…”
“I…Umm…I´m really sorry that you lost on the dancing tournament…”
“Well…Face it, they must have been cheating or bribing the jury or something because it was clear I was better then they where.” Flashing her eyelashes and smiling sweetly she almost made him puck. Lex shook is head. It was eleven o´clock in the morning and she was still outside saying brain damaging things to the flannel shirt.
“LANG!” he was shocked by the anger in his voice. “Get to work! It´s over eleven and you where suppose to open up hours ago, remember?” Seeing Lex´s face reddened face gave Clark a heart attack.
“I should go; chores to do and stuff.” He muttered, turning around on his heels, making his way to his car. Lana turned towards Lex and palled.
“Lex…”
“Yes, that´s my name, very good. Now get you´re ass in there and get some work down.”
Seeing this coming, he held up his hand. “Don´t even start about the festival or your dead parents, except if you want to be fired.” Whit that he made his way to his car, feeling very good about himself.
Entering the mansion, the first thing he did was taking a shower. Letting the water rush over his head, he found his soap by almost tripping over it. Cursing under his breath, he heard the phone ring. Groaning, for there was soap in his eyes, he grabbed a towel and made his way over to his cell phone, almost falling flat on his ass because he didn´t see the toothbrush lying about.
“Luthor.”
“Dance with me.” It was a female voice and very…hyperactive…?
“Depended.”
“On what?”
“Are you Helen?”
“Umm…No, sorry I´m not, but I don´t have to marry you to have a perfect alibi why I would wanna kill you!”
“Good evening to you to Ms. Sullivan. So where can I help you with?” He smirked at her comment. Well, you could never know to sure, right?
“How much do you hate Lang?”
“A lot, like every man with a well working brain.”
“Do you want to beat her in a dance contest in Metropolis?”
´Owh god, Owh god! No! NO! Say NO! ´ a voice hissed in the back of his brain, reminding him of what she did to him in the Talon. And that was when they weren´t toughing!
“Everything for your company Ms. Sullivan, and I´ll be delighted to make her fall flat on her face.”
“Then it´s settled. So…where do you wanna practise?”
“Practise?”
“Sorry, my mistake, milk cows.”
Lex smiled at the high level of sarcasm. Did he just smile?
“I´ll meet you here at the mansion. We can practise here, if you think you are up against it ofcourse.”
“Don´t worry Luthor, I´ll be there.”
“Good, see you soon Ms. Sullivan.”
***
What was he doing and why where his hands shaking like that? Letting a hand travel down his scalp he sighed. It was a bad move, he knew it, but somehow he liked having the reporter around. Seeing her just…made his day. His head shoot up when there was a knock on the door.
“Enter.”
“Lex.”
“Gabe! How are you doing?”
“A little confused actually, and you?” Lex frowned. Gabe confused? That didn´t happen every day…
“And why may that be and how can I help you?”
“Chloe.”
“Chloe?”
“Yes, I heard that you two are going to beat Lana at the dance tournament in Metropolis?”
“That is correct.” And what was that sickening feeling in his stomach that was telling him that an apocalypse was coming?
“Lex, she´s a hand full and take it from me, and I know I´m an old whiner, but please, don´t do this.” A sigh.
“Gabe, I appreciate you´re concern, but I´m a crown man and will be able to handle you´re daughter.”
“I know that Lex and Chloe is to. A crown woman I mean then.” Lex smirked. Owh he knew that all right…
“What´s bordering you then Gabe?”
“Listen…Dancing is a passion, love and a healing process for her. She started to dance to forget her mother and it worked! The energy it took me to hold on and dance whit her is enormous! But now, after the whole Clark/Lana, Lana stealing her former boyfriend away and all, she finally found something she´s better in then Lana. Dancing the Tango. And if Lana Lang hates something more then blood red dresses and spunky reporters, then it´s losing something from my daughter. And let me tell you something, Lana´s going to do everything in her power to stop Chloe from winning this tournament. And if she succeeds, nobody knows how it will infect my baby girl. So…Have you EVER danced the Tango with a spunky little woman with a big mouth and a goal that includes beating an annoying little pink princes?”
“Umm…No?”
“So you can´t dance the Tango?”
“Well, yes, but I´m rusty and I never danced it with a spunky blond reporter before…”
“You´re rusty? Well, Chloe can work on that…Just make sure you win, Lex. I don´t wanna lose my baby girl in a dance.”
Lex couldn´t believe it…Was Lana Lang, the pretty little pink princes, a little bitchy pink pit-bull beneath it all and did she truly do anything to take away Chloe´s happiness?
“Don´t worry Gabe. We´ll win, even if it takes me hours off practicing.”
Gabe smiled. “Don´t worry Lex, it will. And thank you for looking out for her wellbeing.”
“The pleasure is all mine Gabe. Don´t worry, she´ll come home with the first price.”
Gabe nodded and left Lex´s office. Who, Gabe just let him take care of the only thing that really mattered in his life…His baby girl…And win, they will. “Metropolis, here we come…”
***
“Hello?” Peeking her head around the corner of the door, Chloe looked around. “Hello?”
Stepping inside, she looked at the clock on the wall. Nine fifteen…That wasn´t that early, right? Maybe…If there is nobody in the hous- Freezing she looked over her shoulder. Was that a moan? It was coming from upstairs…Looking around her it stroke her that the ceiling was lower then in the hallway. Was his bedroom made in the ceiling of his office? The man had brains after all…
Making her way towards the end of his office she saw a curtain…
And behind that curtain was…yep just like in the old movies, a staircase that would lead her to her prince in shining armour and she so didn´t just thought that.
Taking step by step she slowly came in a small hallway made out a wooden floor and soft white paint on the walls. There were two red leather chairs and a bookcase filled with pictures of people. Walking fodder she saw how the hallway ended with an enormous oak door. It was un-locked and opened for only a couple of centimetres. Pushing it open she peeked inside. And the room looked so different then she expected to be. The room was painted white, just like the walls in the hallway, and there was *no* painting in the *entire* room.
There were some chairs and a sofa, a flat screen TV, a DVD-player and a CD-player, several small bookcases filled with books, pictures and more, and here and there was a plant. The window, the only window, was round and had a beautiful view to the garden. The curtain was made out of velvet and so was the carpet. Walking true the room she felt like she walked true her one room. It was nice and welcoming and so not Luthor-like.
“So Lex is human after all…well, there goes my theory on Luthor *Aliens or oversized butterflies*”
She smiled as she looked down at the pictures in the bookcases. There was a photo that made asked her full attention. It was an old photo with seven laughing people on it. There where tree adults and four kids. In the front where a younger version of Lucas, a young girl with a beautiful and loving smile and young man with red hair with the most handsome smile she had ever seen had. Looking up, there was Lionel and a woman met red hair, probably Lillian, and a woman with a black hair, Pamela was her guess. And carried on the shoulders of Lionel, younger boy that looked a lot like Lucas did. Placing it back on the shelve she turned around. The DVD-collection! But another thought crossed her mind.
Where was Lex? She really didn´t have any time to snoop around, she needed him to take her dancing so she could practise the fact the *he* was leading her over the dance floor. But she didn´t come far when she heard someone moan again. A shifter came down her spine as she turned around to see another door next to the bookshelves. How could she have mist it?
Pulling of her shoes, so she wouldn´t make to much noise, she walked fodder towards the door. Opening it, she looked into a soft yellow/white room. There was a closet made out of wood and painted yellow, another TV and a door to, probably the bathroom. In the centre was a bed. It had silk white sheets and a bump in the middle. Sneaking over to the king-sized bed, Chloe tried to see a face. But the only thing there was where white sheets. Sighing, she felt how her curiosity got the better of her and she climbed on the bed.
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Lex couldn´t help himself. She just brought the worst up in him. He knew it was wrong, very wrong, to play with her like that, but she was just different then the rest. He never had any visitors in his room, not even his wives. He just wanted to have somewhere to hide when it became too much. So his wives tough he was cheating but how gave? They where sluts and Chloe wasn´t.
His eyes widened as he felt her come on the bed. She had found his living room and did her snooping; she had found his bedroom and was now on his bed. O-kay, this was getting out of hand, but somehow he couldn´t help himself. He just had to do this…
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Softly she crawled over to the bump. What if he woke up and find her hanging above him, waiting him sleep? What would he do? Take her there and now or tell her to get out and never come back? Clearing her throat she leaned over to only find more sheets. What would he do if it was her under the sheets? Waiting for her to wake up and scream her lungs out. What would she do? Good question. Sighing she started to poke a finger in the bump until it started to move. First just a little movement, but more she poked the more he moved. Now having her legs on each side of his chest, she leaned forward and poked him in what she clamed to be his chest, what she was right for. Smiling to herself she started to tickle him.
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´Shit, she tickles me! Owh shit I hate tickling.´ The pokes he could handle but her hands on his chest and sitting on his stomach was getting too much. He really had to concentrate not to do something that could lead to a sexual harassment charge against him. Ok, what to do with a beautiful woman, on your bed, sitting on your stomach? As much a he tried, and god knew he did, his mind always came in the gutter. For some *strange* reason. Ok, only one thing to do. Let´s play some more and be a really human.
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Letting her hands rest on his chest she leaded her head to the side. Was he sighing? Owh, what ever.
“Wakey, wakey, my sweet little Luthor.” Suddenly the man underneath her started to shake and the most wonderful sound came from under the sheets.
“I am!” Two hands grabbed her by the wrist and a strong force rolled her over. A bowl of laughers billed up and escaped before she had even saw it coming. In seconds her hands where pining to the mantras, hold on there place by to large strong hands and there was weight on her stomach. Holding her eyes shut, she laughs.
Slowly opening her eyes, up she saw how there was a laughing Luthor on top of her. He looked so beautiful in his room. Smiling and laughing, pining her on the bed.
“Hey.” His voice was soft and sweet.
“Hey.” She smiled at him. She saw how his eyes darkened. Slowly he started to lean forward until his forehead was resting on hers. Closing her eyes she felt how his breath was on her skin.
*Buzz*
Shooting up, Chloe almost hit her head against Lex´s. Finding her way out his grip she grabbed her bag and pulled out a small cell phone.
”Hello?” Her voice was a little shaky.
Lex looked at her, still sitting on his bed, while she turned away to hide the blush that was on her face. He was so close for getting what he always wanted. Sighing he looked down and froze. He was still wearing his boxers…
Jumping out of the bed, he made his way to his closet and towards the bathroom. Taking an ice cold shower, Lex made his way into his bedroom again to find Chloe leaning against a leader chair looking for a CD that was for her liking.
“So…I´m your sweet little Luthor now hé?” He was standing only centimetres away from her, breathing down her neck. Turning around, she smiled at him.
“Maybe and maybe not, prove you´re sweet and get your dancing shoes. We have some practise to do.” She turned away from him and made her way to the hallway. “Owh and by the way, nice jeans.”
Looking down at his clothing he arched an eyebrow. He always whore that in his free time. Dark bleu jeans and a blouse, what was so nice about that? Shaking his head he jogged after her, grabbing a par of old shoes in the process.
***
Standing across from her, he tried to come up with the courage to come forward first, unsure of how to act. Unbeknownst to him, her inner turmoil was revolving around the exact same thing. How did this thing work? Sure, she´d done this before. Dance, that is. But never like this. Never had she been so nervous just at the thought of his hand on her hip, her fingers clinging onto his shoulder.
Finally, after what seemed like an excruciating eternity, Lex had managed to compose himself enough to step forward, encouraging her to do the same. She could’ve sworn she saw hesitancy in his eyes, but immediately expelled the insane notion. Lex Luthor was never hesitant. He was calm, in control-
All thought flew right out the window as she felt a warm hand land on her right hip, forcefully yet gentle, almost as if he were afraid she would pull away from him, but fearing that if he gripped her too hard, she´d shatter under his touch like a porcelain doll. Instinctively, she steadied herself by holding onto his shoulder, while a tingling sensation travelled through her other hand. Looking down, she found it clasped safely in that of Lex, and was in awe of how small her hand actually looked in comparison.
Lex was a bit frightful of her reaction to his straightforwardness, but found himself reassured as he caught her gaze and held it. She didn´t look angry or disgusted, or smacked him in the face with the hot poker leaning into the fireplace. She looked… at ease.
At this revelation, his heart fluttered in his chest, making a lopsided grin take over his handsome features. Slowly but surely, they started to move to an imaginary beat, only heard by the dancing couple. They got more confident with every sway, every step. It didn´t take them long to evolve a natural pace, bodies complimenting each other with their languid, smooth movements. Chloe especially.
Seemingly taken over, she guided them through the living room, not noticing, or caring, that they bumped into anything that dared stand in their path. An eighteenth century vase here, a crystal candlestick there. It didn´t matter. They were enjoying themselves.
After what felt like forever, and several more priceless artefacts, later, Lex started noticing something. Why was she the one leading? It may´ve seemed silly, but it bothered him. His ego was too big to allow room for obedience, even if it was on the dance floor. Gritting his teeth, he twirled her around, only to push her into an overstuffed chair standing right beside them. “What are you doing?”
Chloe frowned, more than a little put off by his sudden hostile behaviour. “What are you talking about?”
“You know what I´m talking about. You´re leading.” The accusatory ring wasn´t lost on her.
“And…”
“And? You´re not supposed to lead! I am!”
Her jaw almost dropped to the richly carpeted floor in shock. Was this guy for real?
“Where the fuck were you when we entered the twenty-freaking-first century?”
“Excuse me?”
Shooting out of the chair, she took a threatening step forwards, making them stand toe to toe. Unfortunately, she was shorter than she would´ve liked, so they weren´t face to face. More like face to chest. “For your information, you big ape,” he blinked. “Women do lead. I lead. I always lead. I even manoeuvre my dad around the dance floor. What the hell makes you think I´m going to just let you take over?”
“Well, first of all, I´m not an ape,” he told her incredulously, ignoring her huff... “Secondly, we´ll make a bigger impression on the judges if I were to lead. Thirdly, I can look right over your head and get us as far away from Princess Pink as humanly possible.”
“I can smell her strawberry lip-gloss from a mile away. How do you think I manage to avoid her so well at school. I can just smell her coming round the corner.” Lex saw her shudder at this and had to stop himself from grinning. Chloe arched an eyebrow. Why was he looking like was about explode in a zillion peaces? His head was reddish and made a very good tomato-impression. “What?”
Lex just shrugged and walked over to a nearby table; the only on that wasn´t trashed, and pored himself some ice-cold water. “You want?” He looked over his shoulder to see the girl just stare. Taking a sip, he made his body calm down. He almost lost his cool and laughed out loud. Lana and her strawberry lip-gloss. So that´s why the Talon smelled so weird. And another mystery was solved. Turing around he tried to found her gaze. “What is it?” He took another sip.
“Haven´t you seen that the *entire* room is a mess?” Lex shrugged.
“Lex, I roughened the room that ones was you living room.” Again he shrugged.
“And you´re okay whit that? I mean, we trashed every single thing in this place.”
“No we haven´t. The lamp still work.” Chloe let her head fall to the side.
“And you´re point being?”
“It´s my dads. I never liked it. My living room you already saw and you must in mite, I did a hell of a job!” He saw how she nodded her head, making him feel even prouder that he felt about having the manly hood to step in a tough her.
“So…what do we do now?” Immediately an image came, but he shrugged it off.
“Would you like something to eat?” Chloe smiled at his idea. She hadn´t have a descent meal in hours. Nodding she walked after him towards a dinner room.
Taking a seat in one of the comfortable chairs, Chloe watched how Lex ordered his staff around. Was it her or did he just looked damn sexy ordering everybody around, scaring the hell out of people?
***
Lyle was loosing it. How could she do this to him? To Lyle Parker? The greatest lover of them all? O-kay, maybe he wasn´t Don Guan The Marco, but that didn´t mean that he couldn´t love her?
As he leaned back in his chair, he looked at the coffin. Only one more dream and all this was over. No more labs for the three of them…
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Author´s note: This story is a little differently then the rest… By writting skills then.
but I still hope ye like,
This means that part 3 is over and that Part 4 has to be written, so give me some time.
Owh yeah, I´ll go out there to kick my beta-buddy for the missing beta.
***
Hearing the sweet sound of fresh blood pounding in his ears, he made his way towards the balcony. Finally he had the opportunities to eat without any ´unfortunate accidents.´
Taking a deep breath, he smiled as he heard a motorcycle coming closer to the mansion in only seconds.
`Ah, Lestat has arrived. Just in time to have a little fun.´
Placing his hands on the edge of the balustrade he made himself ready to jump down the seven storeys high mansion.
Jumping, he felt like flying. The air slipping true his hands and massaging his bald head.
Landing softly he smiled at the man how was now leaning against the motorcycle.
Lestat: A talented and brainstorming young man, as your self, must know by now that jumping of balconies is very dangerous. Especially if you´re a Luthor.
Lex: And why is that?
Lestat: Think about, young one. You´re father. Or what about those cameras? Aren´t they a problem to you? They make a picture and you´re not *in* it? What while people think? Say?
Lex: Please Lestat. I appreciate the censure, but I´m not a boy anymore.
Lestat: No, you´re not. And I never seed you where, but you are new to this world. The world
after dark.
Lex: Is this `bout the Savant Garden again? `Cause if it is, don´t even border.
As the man shuck his head, he smiled.
Lestat: You drank early today. Mind telling me why?
Lex: Let me think…Maybe ´cause you didn´t *let* me the other night?
Lestat: Bitter today. And cocky as well. So, how was the victim?
Lex: Some pizza delivery chick who was ready to help me out. If you´re dusty little mind can understand that.
***
As the conversation went on, another creature of the night found a new victim.
***
Yes, she was perfect. The key to open the door how leaded him towards the young Luthor. That pore boy had loved her ever since his gaze fell on her. The young one with the bright smile and sarcastic little comments. Charmed by her curse, the Luthor had lived with a strange desire towards her for months. And every time she toughed him, Armand could feel the love that burned inside of them.
But before he could kill the Luthor, his old friend turned the restless into one of the dark ones.
Standing before the window of his new victim he felt strongly dawned to her. He could read her mind as an open book, while she dreamed of her loved one how she would never be able to see again.
Armand knew that Lestat had to go towards his turned one. He was just feed and ready to blow his cover.
A yes, the Luthor had potential to become the son of Lestat de Lioncourt, but he had a long and dangers road ahead of him, and a guide would be necessary. Even that meaning to lose a protégé.
She felt the teeth slowly enter the vain. Blood was spilled and she felt like she was dying.
As she screamed, everything went blank.
When she woke she saw him. Leaning against the open window. Standing there, grinning, and exposing his deadly teeth to her. The first thing she knottiest where the strong hands and the black eyes. His long black hair and leather coat that smelled like home. She screamed but his hands covered her mouth. As he shakes his head, he told her he would never hear her. She was unprotected and so a victim for him. He told her how he had drunk her blood, but spill the last drop, for there was death in it.
Tears escaped her eyes and she felt betrayed. The person how was suppose to protect her was nowhere to be found and she was going too die because of it.
She didn´t know how her ´Protector` was, but she did know he did a fucked job doing it. She hoped that his next girl would be better off then her. The dark man´s voice was deep and full of love for her.
Armand: It´s a pitty to see a beautiful young woman, like yourself, has to die this dreadful death. I´ll see you in the afterlife, I hope.
Before making his way out the window, he pulled out a single red rose.
Armand: It´s a gift to you´re protector. In only seconds he´ll be here. Tell him Armand sends him the best of wishes and hopes he´ll be forgiven by the counsel.
With that he disappeared out of her sight and she was alone again, waiting for to say those last words to her ´protector´.
As Lex muttered something underneath his breath, he fallowed Lestat towards the house.
Lestat: Alexander?
Lex: What?
Lestat: Would you be so kind to go up to the second window at the second floor to check on the Sullivan girl?
Lex: Why?
Shifters went down his spine, knowing that he would never be able to rest after he had seen the sleeping beauty that he loved so dearly.
Lestat: Because it would be a good exercise for you after all that blood you drunk.
The answer was clear. Lestat felt another demon close and was worried about his protégé’s life.
Lex: So what you´re seeing is that Miss. Sullivan is your protégé?
Lestat: <impatience> Yes! Now go already!
Shrugging, Lex climbed the Sullivan house. Reaching the window he saw strange scratches. Where they made by another dark soul?
Lex: Lestat! There are strange markings by the window. And there still fresh. Maybe you can pick up a-
But cut of his words, Lex´s hart was filled with fear. Chloe wasn´t in her bed, but only centimetres away of the window. Sitting in an old chair she was crying softly.
Lestat: <climbed his way up> What is it Alexander?
Climbing through the window, Lex run towards the lifeless body.
´Please be asleep.´
Lex: Miss. Sullivan?
Silence filled the morning hours.
Lex: Chloe?
Again the silence. Not a sound only the singing of the birds not far away.
Lex: Gabe´s daughter?
He head to smirk at that comment. Knowing his plant manager would never agree on having his daughter lying on the ground with two little holes in her neck…
Lex: <Grabbing her by the shoulders he pulled her up> Holy shit!
Lex: Chloe, CHLOE! Wake up, damn it!
A soft mumbling sound escaped her troth as she looks at him. Smiling goofily, she kissed him on the nose.
Chloe: Sweet bald billionaire.
Shocked by her action, Lex tried to concentred. .
Lex: Stoned out her cradle, Chloe?
His voice was normal, but deep inside he was worried about what happened to her and how the hell she got so fucked up.
Letting her arms wave true the air she looked at him, again she smiled goofy and let her head flip backward and laughed.
Chloe: OWH LEX! I really don´t have a quell. But let me tell you this. It´s fun!
Lex: Why don´t you go to back to bed and let me find out? ´That didn´t sound right.´
Chloe: Umm…okay!
God, she was just too happy. With all his heart he hoped it just been really bad hash.
Helping her up, he swung an arm around her waist and one under her knees. Ignoring the amounts of giggles, Lex started to walk towards Chloe´s bed. Trying to think of ways to keep himself from yelling or do stuff to Chloe what he only did in his wildest dreams, he tried to prevent her from snuggling up against him while he carried her towards the bed. After lying her down to rest, Lex looked at the pale man how stood next to him.
Lex: <harsh and scared> What now Lestat?
Lestat: Are there bite marks?
The question was soft and almost compassionate.
Lex: Of course she has! What the freaking hell do you thing else! She never kisses me on my nose and then forgetting the fact that it would be my last I would ever resave of her ´cause she´s dying!
Lestat: Calm down Alexander!
Lex: Do something!
Chloe: Lex?
The voice was soft, barley able to hear. Crabbing her hand, Lex softly squeezed it.
Lex: Yeah Chlo?
Chloe: <chaffed, and breathe in heavily> It was Armand, Lex. He´s coming after you.
***
“I'm a free Prince,
and I have the same authority
to declare war to the whole world
as the one who has got a thousand ships in the sea.”
***
Great, just great. Here he was, standing next to her and there was nothing he could do.
His young one wasn´t able to save her, nor was he himself. And on top of it all, Armand was somewhere around the house so escaping wasn´t an option. What now?
Marius: <soft and mocking voice seed from behind> Well, freaking out is not a good idea, you know?
Lestat: Please Marius; I already have so many things on my mind. I really don´t need some the lecture right now.
Lex: <muttered softly looking up at his creature with amusement>. Lestat? Is it true, that he is the one how made you, so can put you back into place?
Lestat <A loud scroll escaped ´s trough> Shut up Alexander and continue drooling over you´re girlfriend, would you?
Lex grinned at Marius as he heard the old man chuckle.
Lex: <Winking at Marius, making the man burst out in laughers> I´ll take that for a yes.
Marius: A charming young man. I like that in a vampire. Good choice my dear Lestat. I think I can grow found off him
Lestat: I´ll talk to you later, after you learned to know him. Than you´ll regret you ever spoke so highly of him.
The laughers, coming from Marius and Lex, where interrupted by a movement by the bed. Everybody looked towards the bed as they heard a small laughter coming from Chloe.
Marius: <arched an eyebrow> Shouldn’t you be dead by now?
A smile came past his feathers as he saw her nod. Walking past Lex, Marius took a seat next to Chloe.
Marius: Dearest, how are you feeling?
Chloe: Like every dead person does.
Lex chuckled at the level of sarcasm.
Marius: Mmm…How would you feel about being immortal? You´ll be my protégé and I´ll teach you ever single thing I know. We´ll travel trough the world and you´ll learn every single mystery of this god forsaken planet. And if he would like to come, he´s aloud to keep you company.
Looking in her eyes, he smiled. She was scared for what would happen, but the thought of having Lex nearby made her feel a little more at ease.
As she looked at Lex she felt him softly squeeze her hand and smiled at her.
Chloe: Let´s rumble.
Several days later…
Sitting between his legs and leaning against his chest, Chloe smiled while she looked down to the ground. This tree was perfect for hiding from mortals. Sitting on the highest branch, Lex and Chloe looked down at the passing people. It was funny to see the horrified look upon there faces when they heard something move in the enormous oak. She felt Lex his arm tighten around her waist to steady her. She had fall out of the tree several times now. Especially when she saw Clark and Lana.
They where walking past the tree and behind them was Marius. The man always had a thing against the pink princes, but that had grown out into pure hatred after taking Chloe under his wings. After Chloe told every detail about Lana, Marius had a weird smile on his face.
As Clark and Lana walked past the tree, Marius looked up and winked at Chloe. Standing on his tiptoes, razing his arms in the ear letting his hands hang lose, he took absurd big steps and walked after them without making a sound. It was the most hilarious sight Lex had ever seen.
The most respected vampire in the freaking world was walking around, acting like a middle-class movie star with a bad caricature, with an enormous smile creeping on his face. His pale feathers, long black hair pulled back in a ponytail and black velvet clothing made him look like a king. Even if he was acting like four-year old.
Letting her head rest on his chest, she took a deep breathe. Looking down at her, Lex frowned.
Lex: What is it?
Chloe: I was thinking about Armand. After Marius saved my life and we left my house to back to the mansion, I could have sworn I heard him.
Lex: How?
Chloe: He was inside my head. Laughing and mocking me about how stupid I was to trust my live to Marius. Especially whit Lestat around.
Lex: Lestat loves you like you´re his only child. He loves you more then me.
Chloe: <Turning her head around she looked him in the eyes.> Don´t say that. Lestat spared you´re live for a reason. He wants you to be the one how will take care of him when he needs to be taken care of. He could have chosen anyone on this planet, but he chose you. He knows that you know how to deal with power or money, even if you´re with you´re back against the wall you will always come back and start a fight. He has turned so many, but nobody is as special as you are.
With that she closed her eyes and smiled as she breathed in his sent.
Not knowing what just happened, Lex felt a strong felling developing for Chloe. She though he was special. She liked him, she laugh with him, and rested with him. What did this all mean? Yes, he had loved her ever since he layed his eyes on her. And that feeling had only grown during the little time they where in the same room. But now, after being suppurate from the rest of the world, there relationship had only grown in a positive way. He loved to feel her sleeping against his chest. He loved the way she hunted her pray. He loved the way she mocked Lestat when he was bossing her around and this was only the beginning. She was with him only for a week and already was his love for her equal to the love he once felt for his mother. Could this be the start of a beautiful relationship without money, power and chaos?
Drifting away in his thought and stroking Chloe´s hair he never heard nor saw the shadow that was standing underneath the tree.
Armand: Sleep peacefully my dear children of the night. I´ll not interfere this time, but remember, you´re playing with fire.”
***
After scaring the hell out of Lana and Clark, Marius returned to the tree where he had seen his beloved Chloe and his dear friend Alexander. But his breach stopped when he saw Armand standing underneath the tree. This couldn´t be good. Especially after what Lestat and he pulled Armand last time they met. No, this meant trouble. Lost of it as well.
*** Back in the mansion***
Chloe: <Smiling> So, tell me again.
While she was brushing her hair she watched him roll his eyes while he brushed his teeth.
Lex: <grinning> Take a hike.
He just loved to tease her like that. She would blush a thousand colours of red, making her look even more beautiful, and later on attack him with a pillow.
Chloe: <grinning widely> Owh, you´re so dead mister.
Throwing the hairbrush to his head. But what she didn´t expect was that the hairbrush hit the back of his head.
Lex: Au! Jesus, did you really have to do that Sullivan?
He looked at her while letting his hand ran over the already browsed point on his head. Razing an eyebrow at the concern that took over Chloe, he looked down at the girl.
Chloe: I´m so sorry! I never thought I would be able to actually hit you or even come close to you´re face.
Lex: <Taking her hands in his, he smiled> It´s ok, I never really felt it. Vamps heal fast. Felling her cold hands in his made him feel…Well…He didn´t really knew what it was, but it was warming anyways.
Lex: Umm…O-kay. Let´s go to bed, what you say?
Letting her hands go, Lex brushed past her. This was no good. She was Marius´s protégé and knowing that man, it wasn´t such a good idea to get involved with her.
Razing an eyebrow at his sudden actions, Chloe just shrugged it of. She was tired and just wanted to go to bed.
Unlocking the door to his room, Lex saw how Chloe entered hers.
Lex: <whispering softly, he entered his room> Good night Chloe.
Meanwhile at the liar, that belonged to Marius and Lestat, where some deep going discussion was held.
Lestat: So he likes her, and what else?
Lestat looked over the edge of his wine glass towards his creator.
Marius: Every mortal and immortal likes her. She has a radiation around her, a strong oral that only shins positively. Except when she´s mad or when she´s all reporter like.
Lestat: <smirk> Yes, I´m aware of that, but it´s something else. Something stronger than that. Something that stopped him from killing her all the way.
Marius paced threw the room like a hungry tiger waiting for it’s pray to come.
Lestat: <rolled his eyes> Please Marius. It can´t be that bad. Okay, maybe it´s love, but she isn´t interested. It´s all in your head. She would never choose him over you. She would never leave you only if you really piss her off. But knowing you, you couldn´t bare the idea to let her go all alone into the wide world.
Taking a sip of his wine, Lestat fallowed Marius with his eyes. He was near total drunkenness. Then he would witness the so called ´Clear Moment´ and see all possible answers to the hardest questions. In the ´Clear Moment´ you could see the answer to world peace or the answer to the question `How did Vampires come to life?´, or something unimportant like that. Smiling at his wine glass, Lestat purred himself another drink. Marius rolled his eyes at the action.
Marius: I´m going to talk to Lex tomorrow. I´m going to tell him what happened that night so he could protect her when the time comes. But for now, I´ll go to sleep. I hope you have fun with the ´Clear Moment´ my friend.
Lestat just shrugged, but that action made him loose his balance and fall of his wooden chair.
****
It was another beautiful day in Smallville, birds were singing and the sun was merrily smiling down on the children playing outside. Everyone was enjoying themselves, walking around with a smile on their face. Everywhere, except at the end of the long, gravel road that led to the looming Luthor estate. From the outside, any oblivious creature would think it to be uninhabited, with all the windows nailed shut and silence ruling the perimeters, even though the well-kept flower garden stood out in the midst of all this vehemence.
If someone would’ve had the guts to actually take a closer look, maybe even dare to enter the large building, there’d be finds there that’d surely drive him out of Smallville, and maybe even the state of Kansas. For there may not have been a pulse beating in the heart of the mansion, but there sure were movements. Currently, there was only the motion of eyes skimming over word after word, devouring page after page, and every single book that could be found in the knowledge filled library.
In the darkness of the spacious chamber, a candle was lit in every corner, each giving enough lighting to the figure to see where they threw their finished books, while grabbing another one.
Marius: So we’ve politically agreed on this?
Lestat: No, we haven’t, actually.
Marius: What’s your problem this time?
Lestat: I do not agree on them sleeping together.
Marius: Sleeping in the same bed.
Lestat: That’s what I said.
Marius: But it wasn’t what you implied.
Lestat: I didn’t imply anything.
Marius: I heard you, and you were implying something.
Lestat: And what would that be, exactly?
Marius: I can’t say that in front of the children?
Lex: What children?
Marius: Oh, nothing.
Lex: <muttered> Nothing, my ass.
Marius: What was that?
Lex: Nothing was my guess.
Chloe: <chuckle>
Lestat: Chloe, are you choking?
Chloe: If I was, who’d give a damn. I’m already dead.
Lestat: Point taken.
Lex: You go girl.
Chloe: <grin> Well, thank you, Mr Luthor.
Lex: Anything for you, Miss Sullivan.
Lestat: Excuse me while I vomit.
Marius: Don’t be such a drama queen, Lestat. It doesn’t suit you.
Chloe: You should just stick to your bright and colourful self.
Lex/Marius: <chortle>
Lestat: I protest that!
Chloe: Have you been watching those JAG reruns again?
Lestat: <silence>
Chloe: You know television isn’t good for you. You’re just too easily influenced.
Lestat: No, I’m not!
Chloe: Yes, you are!
Lestat: Shut up!
Chloe: Make me!
Marius: What have I done to deserve this?
Lex: Is that a trick question?
Marius: <roll’s eyes> Never mind.
Chloe: We never do.
Marius/Lex/Lestat/Chloe: <all go back to reading>
Lestat: I still don’t agree.
Marius: <tired sigh> On what?
Lestat: On Lex and Chloe.
Chloe: There is no Lex and I.
Lex: There isn’t?
Chloe: No.
Lex: Oh.
Chloe: Yeah, oh.
Lex: Would you like there to be?
Chloe: <threateningly> Leeeex…
Lestat: See, Marius! Imagine them in one bed!
Lex: Hot, sweaty-
Chloe: Ugh!!
Lestat: She’ll be sleeping with me.
Lex: What?!
Marius: What?!
Chloe: Never!
Lestat: Yes, you will.
Chloe: Lestat, I wouldn’t sleep with you in a million years.
Lestat: I can wait that long. <grins>
Lex: <dangerous growl>
Marius: Before this turns into world war three, can I make a suggestion?
Lestat: No.
Marius: I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that. <clears throat> Miss Sullivan can also just spend the night with me.
Chloe/Lex/Lestat: <stare>
Marius: Or not.
Letting her book fly towards Lestat´s head, for no partially rezone, Chloe walked over to Marius and took his hand.
Chloe: You know I love you, right?
Marius: <nods>
Chloe: Then you also know I see you as my new and undead daddy and that I can´t sleep with you in one bed, right?
Marius: <nods again>
Chloe: Good, now for all off you, I´m not sleeping with anyone accept my self in one bed. Not even if the bed is a king size. So, if you would please excuse me, I have some unimportant business to attend to…<Leaves room>
Marius: Well, that went well.
Lex: No it didn´t.
Lestat: Agree.
Lex: <Frowns> You´ve bin watching the reruns of JAG!
Marius: I agree as well.
Lex: <Looks with open eyes towards Marius> And you too!
Marius: Don´t be so absurd, Alexander. An old and respected vampire as myself doesn´t watch the telly.
Lex: Owh my god! You never called it Telly!
Lestat: <Laughs evilly> Go ahead Marius, converse!
Marius: If you wouldn´t be undead I would sue you´re Ass!
Lex: <Leaves room and runs after Chloe>
Lestat: Why didn´t you just made it easy on your self and told them that we buy that television?
Marius: And why would I do that? That would mean that Chloe would be aloud to spent eternity behind that stupid Mac-thingy of hers.
Lestat/Marius: <Turns head towards the door, when they hear Chloe yell at Lex>
Lestat: And again, I don´t agree.
Marius: Don´t start again, Lestat! Take a drink and accept it for god shakes. You don´t make it any easier on them eider.
Lestat: <Pours himself a drink, but drops his glass when he hears loud yelling coming form the bathroom above them>
Marius: This is outrageous! They sound like you and Armand trying to have a civilized conversation!
Lestat: See my point?
Marius: No, I still think it´s safer for Chloe to stay with Alexander.
Lestat: Chloe doesn´t agree.
Marius: I don´t care what Chloe thinks, I just want her to live that´s all. And if that means sleeping in one bed with Mr. Luthor than that will be done. Face the music Lestat. We still sleep in coffins and they in king size beds. And besides, it´s uncomfortable, unhealthy and painful.
Lestat: Painful?
Marius: On Alexander´s side then. Don´t look at me like that! Haven´t you seen the look on his face when some demon tries to make a move on her?
Lestat: <Shrugs>
Marius: Owh please. Like you don´t care if your *turned one* is happy or not. It´s the most important thing when it comes to your protégés. And why are they fighting?
Lestat: Chloe step on Lex´s toothbrush and he used her tooth past for revenge, apparently it´s working.
Marius: How nice, a bloodbath over unnecessary objects.
Lestat: <shrugs> What did you except? There apparently getting bored…
Marius: Maybe we should take them hunting?
Lestat: No way in hell! There children! And not to forget that Armand is all over Smallville. It´s not save and all the fingers will point to this haunted mansion when some air headed bimbo gets found, dead, in some nearby cornfield. Nor has this population forgotten how Chloe Sullivan strangely disappeared form her room. Also, they found Armand´s tracks, so the roomers are there. We can´t loose this mansion. Everywhere you look there covens how want to kill the outlaws.
Marius: You´re right. There to wake to protect themselves and training them is going to be a hard task. But what to do? We can´t have this. Lex needs Chloe and she needs him, while Armand stalks her. What to do?
While Marius and Lestat try to sort out how to make Chloe and Lex ready for the big world, some serious verbal judo was going on upstairs...
Lex: Sullivan! Get back here you! You own me a toothbrush!
Chloe: Get your own, moneybags! Aren´t you suppose to be the dead bald billionaire playboy from Metropolis? And besides, the sun is up, do you want me to turn into a living torch or something? At least get me some sun cream if you´re gonna kick me out to get you a toothbrush!
Lex: Then sun cream you will receive! You´re gonna get me a new toothbrush what ever it takes, you hear me!
Chloe: <rolls eyes> Drama queen.
Lex: Caffeine addict.
Chloe: Bald-headed son of Satan!
Lex: Ha! Ex-son of Satan!
Chloe: What you mean?
Lex: I´m dead, remember? He can´t do anything anymore! I can cry, laugh, yell, scream and smile whenever I want to! He aint stopping me now!
Chloe: Duh! He thinks you´re dead, remember?
Lex: Details.
Chloe: <Chuckle> You´re a strange man Mr. Luthor.
Lex: Well Ms. Sullivan, I´m happy to report I´m not the only one here.
Chloe: Silly me, I almost forgot about dear old Mr. Positive.
Lex: Mr. Positive?
Chloe: Lestat.
Lex: <Chuckles while he puts his arms around Chloe> Yes, he´s a little odd, isn’t he?
Chloe: <Lets her head rest on his chest> Nice of you to notice.
Back in the library…
Marius: You don´t think they killed each other do you?
Lestat: I wonder how survived…
Marius: <arches eyebrow> Excuse me? How could that be a question? Chloe won ofcourse!
Lestat: Owh please. Chloe Sullivan? The blonde little twit with the big mouth and no straight in her arms? Lex could kill her in a wink.
Marius: What made you the king of the world? Or at least so confident about Alexander Luthor? That boy would die for her.
Lestat: Don´t be ridiculous. You seed the same out Helen Bryce when we watched over him. He was the one how survived remember?
Marius: She jumped too early.
Lestat: What do you mean?
Marius: The plane. She jumped too early when she was making her escape to survive. The plane was too high to see the rocks underneath the serves. So please don´t give me the ´He survived Helen all on his one´ speech, because she killed herself and he jump on the right moment so he was able to find his way to the freaking island. Where you picked him out of the water. Otherwise he would been dead now and you would have failed another protégé. Now, go and make yourself useful and go check on them. It´s to quiet.
Muttered, Lestat stood up from his chair and walked threw the darkness towards the staircase. After climbing every single stair, Lestat arrived at the floor where Chloe and Lex lived. A beautiful old fashion hallway with tree doors. Two of them faced each other. Left was Lex´s room and right was Chloe´s. And on the end of the hallway was another door. This one leaded towards the oversized bathroom that they shared. This entire mansion and still they shared a bathroom. Lestat shock is head. Well if it made them happy…Leaning against the wall, Lestat looked at the closed door. Clearing his thought he tried to sense some activity in the room.
Lestat: <ask while he waits outside the bathroom door> It´s rudder quiet up here…Is everybody still undead?
Lex: Everything is fine Lestat. We just had a slight disagreement.
Lestat: <mutters> Yeah right.
Chloe: What´s that Lestat?
Lestat: I seed Alright. I´ll see you tonight.
Lex: Goodnight Lestat.
Chloe: Umm...Lex?
Lex: Yeah?
Chloe: Sleeping is a nice thing. Don´t get me rung, standing here leaning against your chest is heaven on earth, but I need my sleep as well if I wanna be able to kick some Lestat-ass tonight…so…
Lex: <releasing Chloe form his embrace> Same here. I´ll see you tonight. Sleep tight.
Chloe: You to Lex, see you tonight.
**That night…**
Letting out a sigh, Lex cleared his thought. Maybe she was still asleep. Or she was already up, scarring the hell out Lestat when he wakes up and finds her standing above his crave. Like she didn´t have down that before. He found her in the seller a couple of days ago, standing above the shell of the coffin waiting for Lestat to rise. The face Lestat made was priceless.
Knocking on her door, Lex placed his hands in his pockets, waiting for her to let him enter her room. When there was no response, Lex frond.
Lex: Chloe?
Pushing her door open, Lex look into the dark room. Letting his eyes scroll the room, Lex saw something move…It was quick and graceful but there was something about the movement that made a terrible feeling come in his stomach. There was something rung. Walking towards Chloe´s bed, he smiled down at her, but there was something else in the room. But before Lex was able to find it out a vase hit the back of his head and made blood flowed down in waterfalls. Falling forwards, covering Chloe´s lifeless body, Lex felt how she woke and started to scream, drawing the attention of Lestat and Marius.
Hours later, Lex woke with an icepack on his head and a sleeping Chloe in his bed. Smiling, he removed the icepack and pulled Chloe to him.
Lestat: I see you´re doing better.
A shadow moved over towards him. Standing in the light of a lamp, Lestat looked powerful and even freakier that his father did when he was on the *emotion* side of the track.
Lex: What happened, Lestat? And tell the howl story for a change, it would make you look better and I don´t have to blackmail Chloe. Despite the fun it will be.
Lestat: <takes a seat at the edge of the king size bed.> The shadow that you saw, when you where in Chloe´s room, belonged to Armand. We don´t know how long he was there, or why he was there, but what we do know is that he didn´t expect you´re sudden appearing in the room. For that, he knocked you down whit a Chinese vase. When you fell forward, Chloe woke and saw the blood that came out the wound and hearing something at the window she saw how Armand trough himself out of it. Her scream woke me and Marius and we come as soon as possible, finding a crying Chloe and you, unconscious.
Lestat, finding the dead plant interesting then Lex, frond and let out a frustrated sigh. So this was how it felt to be a parent. Lex looked pale. Really pale. This wasn´t good, not good at all. Looking at Lestat, Lex cleared his trough.
Lex: She can´t sleep alone anymore. God may know what the moron wanted from her.
Lestat nodded. Yes, he and Marius had already discussed it, again, and told it to Chloe.
Lestat: She´s staying with you form now on.
What? Lex blinked. She was staying with him? But then he would only grow even more attached at her, and he couldn´t have that. He knew Chloe Sullivan. One day she would grow sick and tiered of him and crab her bags. Or worse, she could fall in love with someone, how would prospered her for leaving the mansion and come and live with him.
Lestat: I know you don´t want it Lex, but there is now other options. Marius needs his rest. And me and Chloe…We can´t even walk through the same door or she wakes me across the head with some bitchy command. So you see, you the only one left. And maybe she would leave you and maybe not, but that is all up to her. She hates the fact that she´s frightened by Armand, but Armand is scared of you. So you see, this is the best option. But now, go back to sleep and let your body heal. You maybe a vampire, but even a vampire need his rest.
With that Lestat stood up, ratter surprised by the lack of mockery coming from his turned one. Well, it was a shocking experience and he needed his rest, so he couldn´t blame him. Looking over his shoulder, he saw how Lex softly kissed Chloe´s forehead and pulled her even closer. They where the most adoring couple he had ever seen.
Some nights later…
As the warm blood pumped through her veins, she smiled. Yes, this was it. Her first pray that she was able to eat all by her self. She knew that Lex was watching her from of the top of the highest building, but she didn´t care. This was what was made her what she was. A demon from the underground. As she grinned, she trough her arms in the air, and she let out a moan that only Lex could hear. She was victorious and soon they would be able to hunt together. She made her first victim and even ate it up this time. She smiled when he heard him tell her that there where some blood drops coming down the corners of her mouth and that she had to learn to clean up first and then call for him. She smiled, but that changed when she heard something come near her.
Unknown: “Let the body go and walk away form it slowly.”
A familiar voice seed. Why did that name sound familiar from? Where did she hear it before? Mmm…mind cracker, she had to amide it, this one was though.
Chloe: <Grinning> “Well? We don´t have all night you know!”
Chloe: “No, we don´t, do we?”
She loved mocking people when they where scared or fordable. Turning around, hands in the air, Chloe´s eyes met her `attacker´. She felt how her eyes grew wider, not really capable of progress the information. A bundle of laughter bubbled up. Her stomach started to protest and the air escaped her lungs. Her eyes started to tear as she saw the young woman in leather pants and a tank top. Her black hair was tied up in a ponytail and she was warring high hails. And the make-up was the worst. Flashlight pink. Falling to the ground, smashing her hands in the ground, she wasn´t able to stop. And hearing her begging for her to stop was even more hilarious. Getting herself together, Chloe stood up. Her shoulders still shaking and her hand covering her mouth, she waved at the woman.
Chloe: How ye doing, Lana?”
Then something happened Chloe didn´t hear or saw coming. Two strung arms crapped her wrists from behind and she felt how a needle entered her neck from behind. Wanting to struggle, she started to pull her wrists form the strung hands, but without any success. Slowly her sight went foggy and she felt how her muscles started to weak. Only seconds later everything went blanc. And a question remands in her head. Where was Lex?
From the highest building, Lex felt like a king looking down his empire. He smiled as he saw Chloe wave at him. His queen. Well, not really, but soon anyways.
Clark: Lex. How are you doing?
Turning around, Lex grinned at his old friend.
Lex: Clark Kent, hero from Smallville. I´m just fine thank you. How are you?
Clark: Irritated.
Lex: <frowns> O-kay…why is that?
Clark: You took away my Chloe.
Lex: Owh wait a sec, Chloe is nobody´s!
Clark: That´s what she thinks.
Lex´s eyes grow as he saw the speed with Clark moved with.
Lex: What are you?
But there was now answer, for a iron pipe hit his head. Falling down, Lex growled. This wasn´t happening!
Clark: Sleep tight Luthor wile I take care of Chloe.
***
A long, long time ago there was a war. Not those how are described in the history books, but the once that are written down only to be read by the eyes of a demon so the mind would be re-fresh as they go into another meeting with the mortal .
The war was between Slayer and Vampire,
Night and Day,
Moon and Sun.
The war was based on the fact that a male vampire and a female slayer fell in love and committed there undying love for eat other in front of there family and friends. But knowing the thick headedness of the demons, the father of the vampire wished that his son forgot about the mortal and marry the woman that he chose for him. But the man protested and told his father that he could never love that woman.
So the father only saw one option left. Letting his son see the cruel ways of the mortal life.
One night he climbed the girls window and sucked up all her blood.
But luck was not his side when he fond how the door was opened and the younger sister walked in and screamed her lungs out.
Soon open war was upon them as the entire coven and later the entire vampire race started to interfere with the problems.
Time past by and the father of the murdered girl forced every girl in his family to become a demon slayer.
Back in the mansion, everybody was in panic. Well, the elders then. Lex was found, knocked out by a local vampire and had brought him back home, but there where a lot of unanswered questions creeping in Lestat´s brain, and not to forget Marius´.
Chloe was never late when it came to hiding from the sun or any of that stuff, but if that was so, where was she then now? Her cell was turned off and Marius couldn´t sense her. Was she…did she…die? Migraine took over and he felt like vomiting. Looking around he saw how Marius looked true the window to the front porch while Lestat was making holes in the carpet. Leaning against one of the enormous bookcases, Armand crossed his arms for his chest. He warned Marius about upsetting her, but no, he didn´t have the time to listen. And what about the Luthor? Well, he was lying down. Knocked out by some oversized man that had attacked him form behind. But what about Chloe? His Chloe was gone and there was nothing he could do. And again Armand showed his loyalty towards Lestat by helping him too finding Chloe. All the contacts where used to find the petite blonde, but nothing useful had turned out.
Bennie: Armand! I think I know something!
Armand: <Turning around to face an ugly man, once an Egyptian> Bennie. Dear, loving
Bennie. What did you see or found out?
Bennie: <Laughs> Wouldn´t you like to know. No, no Armand. First the promised payment and then the information.