Saving me.

Case four: The Broken Hearted. Part one.

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A long moan echoed throughout the alleyway behind a famous club as the woman’s blond head bobbled in between the slayer’s legs. Long strong nimble fingers tangled themselves into short chop golden locks as a skill tongue thrust in and out of her moist cunt.

“Ahhh. Lexi!” The dark-haired slayer moaned her lover’s name with her head tilted back against the cold brick behind her.

Never noticing that her blond lover was slowly spouting large demon bat wings with wicked claws along the top brim, a long forked tail and her beautiful tan face twisting and elongated into the face of a shaved goat.

“Joanna!” Both lovers paused in their actions to look at the on-coming of a team of slayers with Joanna’s older sister Winnie leading them.

But the warning came too late as the newly turned succubus used her long wicked claws to seep into the woman’s barely covered chest and pulled out her still beating bloody heart.

“Too late, big sister!” The she-demon cackled as she engulfed the heart and swallow the heart whole.

“Get her!” Winnie barked out her order and her team reached in for an attack…
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He flipped open the lid of a small black velvet box and then flipped it close as he laid down on the faux leather sofa with one hand behind his cherry-colored head as a pillow. His little mousy was training the brunet secretary how to fight with some of the weapons in the office floor of the Rochelle building.

They figured that as a worker for one of the most hated humans in the world, Little Reeve should know some basic defense moves. Just in case, he was left all alone in the office when everyone was out either working or on errands.

But today was going to be a special day, for later on that night, Cole was going to make an official claim on his little human. After five months of teasing and starting but not finishing things in the office and in the bedroom due to on-coming jobs and the once a while stakeouts.

But now, Cole has gotten Sang Ki to swear that whatever happens today, the opal-eyed demon would take care of it, leaving him to take the desired human on a romantic dinner and later on to bedroom actitives that would involved on giving Sasha a token of his ‘love’ and becoming an official couple.

And he was damned tired of having blue balls.

He wasn’t stupid. He knew that a creature like himself isn’t capable of loving another, especially a human whose life goal is to keep the balance between the races by mostly keeping the supernatural race in check. But there was something that connected these two men together.

He could feel it when they are within range of another and could feel it become stronger when they touch. Cheesy but it was true.

“You’re a brave, stupid man.” Sang Ki remarked from the used but new computer, the one that replaced the one that was died in the line of duty with a demon jumped out of it.

Amber eyes rolled over to the blue-haired demon and asked why.

“His heart has been broken too many times. First by his father and the last by his family killer and ex-girlfriend.” He didn’t look away from the computer screen.

“Well, my mother did raise a stubborn hardhead.” The vamp smirked before turning it upside down into a thinking frown. “Why did his father break his heart? I thought this was a close-knitted family. “

The typing sound had stopped as the demon looked at a hanging photograph of Andrew and Sarah Rochelle longingly, years of practice had skilled his eyes to confuse those that see him to be confused which one he was looking at.

“He had found out about the special…. circumstance that had went into Sasha’s creation.” When he turned his opal-eyes back at the vampire, he saw that he had sat up with full attention on him.

“Care to elaborate on that, Blue?” The amber eyes were staring at him intently that the blue haired demon was forced to look away.

“I can’t, I promise Miss Sarah that I’ll take that secret to the grave.” He want back to typing, trying distract himself more the anything from the pain of heartbreak that was there from over nine years when his forbidden lover turned their back on both son and demon.

“Oh.” Then he caught the hidden meaning in that sentence. Then his amber eyes widen and mouth open wide as he realized what the sprite was hinting at.

“Ohhh!” he pointed a finger, accusingly at the other demon who just raised a sapphire eyebrow at the younger man’s antics. “No wonder, Sasha was a bit different from all the Rochelle’s that I have met! You’re his father!”

The opal-eyes were big with disbelief at what the vampire was implying but if that what he wants to believe, then why not. Not like he would understand the real truth if he told it.

“Miss Sarah and I-“ But he couldn’t finish his sentence as the one man that neither him nor his current master ever wanted to see crossing the office’s threshold.

“Sang Ki... Where’s young Sasha?” The deep booming voice of Lord Simon Rochelle matched the look of ruling power that both pale white face and slender body carried.

Behind him was a young raven black haired boy of sixteen that worn a dim imitation of his grandfather’s powerful look.

So cannot be good! Sang Ki thought as he dropped out of his chair and into submissive bow with his forehead touching the carpeted floor and palms flat down beside his head.

Cole gave a curious look at the sudden submission of the usual well to do water demon and snarled a hello at the Rochelle man. Who, only the grandson returned the greeting with a matching sneering.

“He’s in the training area at the moment but please take a seat, Lord Simon and young Master Christen.” As soon he was given the go ahead from the old man, Sang Ki scurried down the stairs for his own master.

There was a loud “Fuck!” and the sound of footsteps running up the stairs as the grey-haired man plowed out the door, as he quickly tried to compose his self before bowing at the waist in front of his grandfather’s uncle’s cousin and greeted him in the highest of honor. For this man was the current Rochelle Lord of all of the territories in this state. In even shorter words, He was Sasha’s boss.

“The Elders had told me that you have requested some help a while ago to assist you in your territory since there is just you and your demon slave.” The white-haired man spoke with his eyes averted from the younger man with his nose up high like Sasha was a piece of scum that he had to tolerate out of orders from his bosses.

“Yes, I have requested for some help but the elders have den-“

“The Elders had thought it over so more of your request and had asked if the other branches as well as me if one of their men could be spared.” Lord Simon had rudely cut him off.

He offered his hand in the direction at the youngest Rochelle in the room, who bowed his head at the scarred eyed man for Sasha, according to the ranking system of the great family, was his superior.

“His name is Christen, the youngest son of Martin from Eden. From now on, he will be your student and heir since you still stubbornly refused to marry Fiona of Terrance from Kendell.”

Cole, the outsider of all this Rochelle talk, wanted to slice the old man’s high and mighty throat from causing his little mousy to wince in pain from his sharp words. But he settled for an angry growl but was given a harsh, ‘don’t you dare’ look from the water demon for his troubles.

“I have already told the Elders of my reasons for not honoring the arrangement between my father and Lord Terrance.” Sasha replied.

But Simon didn’t really care for it and told him that it was his duty to make sure that the Rochelle family carried on for more years to come, especially when the great family had entered one of their darkest times.

Sasha apologized and asked if he was allowed to think of his actions and would report his decision to the lord when he had to what he thought was right for his territory.

Lord Simon just snorted at the younger man’s words and didn’t say ‘good-bye’ as he just left the building, leaving his grandson behind.

Sasha and Sang Ki waited till they heard a car leaving the area before shouting “Just fucking great!” at the same time.

“Master Sasha.” Christen finally spoke in the first time since he came here. “Just why is a vampire here, alive in your building?”

Sasha didn’t even grace that question with an answer but instead left the room, saying that he needed to swallow a bottle of aspirin to get rid the headache that Lord Asswipe always gives him after his so wonderful visits.

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