The Cure Ch. 01

"Why are you still here?" Ava questioned to herself as she stepped out of the club several hours later, to find her human still sitting in the parking lot in his jeep. She'd known through out the night that he had remained close. She could feel that through the gnawing pain in her chest. She hadn't realized, however that he'd remained in the parking lot. "Stupid human." she smiled, feeling an odd sense of flattery as she felt his eyes watch her with appreciation as she crossed the parking lot to open his jeep door. "What are you still doing here? Do you have a death wish?" She asked as he turned tired eyes to her.

"Not especially." he replied, studying her striking features in the moon light. He couldn't help but notice how there was nothing supernatural or subhuman about her appearance. Her long dark copper curls framed her oval face perfectly. Her almond shaped emerald eyes peered back at him, filled with an emotion that he couldn't quite place but it was an emotion he'd not seen in any other creature's eyes. Her nose was small and pert in an aristocratic way not gnarled and hideous the way he would have expected. Her heart shaped ruby red lips seemed to demand his attention, especially when her 5 feet 8 curvy frame stood so overpoweringly close to him. Despite his religious teachings and upbringing, he couldn't deny that a part of him was turned on by the demonic creature looming near him. "I told you, I just can't seem to get too far from you."

"And what good would that have done you if one of the others had came out and made a meal of you?" she asked seriously.

"They wouldn't have. You've made me off limits." he smiled knowingly.

"What makes you think that?" she asked with a dry laugh, taken aback by his knowledge of her earlier meeting.

"You have your secrets... I have mine." he said evasively, not certain how much he was comfortable sharing with the creature, when she remained so tight lipped herself. Hesitantly, he stepped out of the jeep. Standing a full head taller than the creature and heavier by at least 60 pounds, he assumed she would shy away slightly. Instead she stood her ground impressively, leaving their bodies scant inches from each other.

"You know, I could force you to tell me what I want to know." she said seriously, assuring him verbally that the threatening posture he tried to assert was useless in her presence.

"You think so?" he questioned, voice full of false bravado. "You might just find that I'm not like most of the humans that fall beneath you." he said coldly. Trying to remind himself, despite the gnawing twist of desire his body felt, that she was his enemy and not to be trusted for a moment.

"I wouldn't be so certain of that if I were you." she returned, sensing the war of emotions in his body language. Again, she smiled, giving him an unimpeded view of her deadly fangs. She knew that even in the moon light, the sight was generally intimidating to small minded humans. "Do intend to follow me home human?" she questioned. It took her a moment to calm the sudden frenzy that always came with producing her fangs. Though, she'd already fed, there was something about the man before her that incited a heated hunger that she'd never experienced before.

"Probably." he nodded honestly, not seeing the point in denying what would later make him a liar. He wasn't sure what surprised him so about the sudden appearance of another creature at Ava's side. It did how ever shock him to see first hand how quickly the creatures were able to move. One moment the 6 foot tall creature wasn't there and the next it was, almost as if he materialized from thin air.

"Keep this human here." Ava demanding of the guard that had accompanied her since the meeting with the council. Silently warning the vampire, whom she had little familiarity with, against harming her human.

"For how long Mistress?" the husky guard asked in the deep solid voice, that matched his physique perfectly.

"At least an hour." Ava said thoughtfully, thinking the time limit would allow her to be far enough from the humans psychic reach. She spared him only the briefest of glances before turning to walk away, ignoring the groan of desire that slipped inadvertently from Gabriel's lips.

"So..." Gabriel smiled at the male creature as he watched the tail lights of Ava's limo fade into the night. "You're Ava's bitch? Is that a fun profession?" he asked, not entirely certain why he was trying to provoke the already cantankerous looking creature. He was rewarded by the similar display of aggression he'd received just moments earlier from Ava. He couldn't help but notice the difference in his fangs from Ava's. His were more rounded like the fangs of a rattler, similar to those of his sisters. It wasn't until that moment that he realized that Ava's were different, they were straiter and seemed to detract strait of her gum line instead of seeming to fold downwards as his sisters did.

"Don't tempt me Human." The guard warned coldly.

"Go a head." Gabriel baited. "She will tear you apart if you try." he said knowingly.

"Do you honestly believe that I'm afraid of some slip of a woman." the guard laughed amusedly.

"I'm pretty sure you are." Gabriel nodded, slipping his right hand behind his back. He calmed as his fingers wrapped around the hilt of the silver dagger he had sheathed in his belt at the small of his back. He sensed, more than felt the vampires actions as he found himself pressed hard against the side of his jeep.

As the creature buried his fangs into Gabriel's throat, Gabriel plunged the silver handled dagger into the heart of the demon spawn. Gabriel wasn't sure if the burning pain that slowly etched its way through his blood stream was his or the agony he was sensing from the creature Ava had left to guard him. He almost shouted a cry of relief as the Vampire collapsed lifelessly onto the ground at his feet. Instinctively, Gabriel's hand moved to cover the open puncture wounds on his neck.

His mind filled with absolute confusion when his hand didn't come into contact with any moisture. He'd felt the Vampires fangs pierce his neck. Feeling no tears or wounds in his flesh made no sense. Confusedly, he slipped into the drivers seat of his jeep. He felt Ava's anxiety, the moment he stabbed the guard. He wasn't certain how much she knew about what had occurred, but He knew with out a doubt that she was making the driver make a u turn and was making a b line back to the club. Quickly he fired up the engine and tore out of the parking lot. He didn't want to be present when she discovered the death of her acquaintance