Chappie 1

His eyes snapped open as he took in his dark surrounding, before letting out a soft sigh. His body slowly slid out of his bed of silk as he stretched his lazy bones. Letting his ebony hair cascade down his back in waves.

‘My child of the dark, come to me, come to me.’

His head snapped upward as he heard the call. Beckoning him. Tempting him with its power that caused all ordinary humans to lust after.

‘Come to me…’
Damien growled as he smashed his hand into the mirror that showed no reflection.

“Damien, my love, why do you do that.” A voice purred from behind him.

Damien whipped his head around staring into the cold almond shaped eyes of the blackest black ever imagined. “What do you want Jacques?”

“Oh Dame, my lover, my death, ‘tis time for you to see Celeste. She calls to you. Go to her before its too late.”

“I am not her puppet!” Damien growled, his eyes turning silver as he flexed his claw-like fingers.

“Damien. Go to Celeste before Layla comes for you.” Jacques placed a slender, pale hand on Damien’s cheek. “Go my love before we are both punished.” As he placed a quick kiss upon his cheek before vanishing into thin air.

‘Damn Celeste…never a moment of peacefulness when you call to me.’

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Damien walked into the dark chamber as he stared at the silvery figures that stood by a throne made of gold, with a woman sitting elegantly upon it.

“Milady Celeste, you called?” Damien swept into a bow filled with irony, speaking with cold indifference.

“Damien Pyralis, my faithful puppet, I need you to do me a favor.”

“A favor milady?”

“Aye, child of mine, I need you to find out something for me. From someone close to you.”

“ ‘Close to me..?’ Who?”

“ A Mr. Ignatius Pyralis.” A catlike smile appeared on Celeste’s slender face as she reached a ghostly hand out to the woman next her.

“My brother?” Damien gasped as his mind flooded with the pictures and memories long forgotten.

“Aye, your brother…but he really isn’t your brother anymore. No one human is. Your only family is us.” Celeste laughed as she stood up with the assistance of the woman who currently held her hand. “Layla, has informed me that you are the only one who can get in touch with old acquaintances from Quasim. So automatically you will be the one who will be our lovely little spy.”

Damien eyes flashed. “But they kill our kind! You will have me murder my comrades?!”

“You have no ties to us beside being Jacques lover. You aren’t even one of us! So do not forget your place and always remember, half breed, you were given immortality but you will never be a full-blooded. So get out of my sight. Layla will inform you of everything tomorrow at dusk. Be ready to leave.” Celeste laughed and threw her glittering gold hair over he shoulders as she stalked back to her throne. “ Oh Damien, do not think you will ever raise in rank, little puppet, I will kill you once you return if you mess this up.”

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Jacques stormed into the room; his messy copper hair covered his eyes as he pushed it behind his ears. As he ran over to Damien; who sat on their bed.

“Damien, Love, what is this rumor I heard about you going back to Quasim?” Jacques placed his hands on the shaking shoulders of Damien.

“Damn Celeste!”

“Dame?” Jacques pulled Damien’s face upward and looked in shock at the laughing Damien.

“Jacques, listen, I have to leave. I might not come back. Celeste wants me to find out all I can about the up raising of Quasim’s troops in the Nadine Zahur’s land.”

“I know why, Nadine is in love with their top dog, Kaamil Talleen. Love will lead you blind, even I know that.” Jacques whispered as he placed his head onto Damien’s shoulder.

Damien sighed and leaned back bringing Jacques with him. With Jacques head buried in his neck he sighed. “Jacques, as you know I was part of Quasim before you turned me, or tied to. Well, before I came here I was claimed dead in order to do the mission and no one was ever to see me again. It’s the only way one can truly leave the organization. So as my final mission, I traveled to Nadine’s fortress with 5 soldiers one of them being Kaamil. Instantly they became lovers and I of course had my mission to attend to. I later found out from Ami, Nadine’s little sister that the soldiers were going to kill me after I finished my mission because of me being a Crevan. So I gave into your call and met you that night under the star of despair and allowed you to take my blood as well as my life from before. All because of the ‘Call’ that you used on me. I willing left everything.”

Jacques sighed and brushed his lips across the hollow of Damien’s neck before he looked at Damien in the eyes. “My love, you came to me because it was destined for this to happen.”

“It may have been but apparently so was me fighting against the ones I called a family along time ago.” Damien closed his eyes and let out a groan. Before he felt a pair of teeth sink into his throat and the gentle pressure of a tongue licking away the small trail of blood that fell freely.

“Damien, Never forget I claim you for my own. Those soldiers were never your family, even Ignatius betrayed you in the end by telling them to kill you for being tainted at birth because of your mother being half Crevan and he was born fully human. Remember that you are stronger then them and will remain stronger then them as long as you have the blood of the Crevan and the blood of the Kishi. You will one day rule a clan of the fiercest fighters, my love. Never allow anyone to destroy you. Or else, our future of ruling the two clans will collapse.” Jacques smiled and placed his ruby red lips onto the pale ones of Damien. Before they both lost themselves into the sweetness of their bodies.