Crimson Dreams

I was standing in a pet shop leaning against that little window they use so you can the pets without being in the room with them. Hadn't figured out why they do that yet. I was expecting to come in to a room that had loads of cats and dogs and just leave with which ever was first to come to me. I had been standing here for an hour and have held ever animal in the place. Animal hair covered the white and blue striped polo shirt I had on and there was a puppy chewing on the hem of my jeans. The clothes and shoes were new. Nike shoes made me uncomfortable and I had begged Annette for something other than Nike. Of course she said no. I was starting to get pissed off. My feet were hurting and I wasn't finding a damn thing for a pet.

I liked them all. They were all so cute and cuddly. But I kept seeing images in my head of a fight breaking out at home and they ended up dead. This is why I have never gotten a pet. They would all die a horrible death they would never have deserved. I was about to walk away empty handed when a man came over to the lady helping me. He asked her to sign some papers and said he had some rough ones. I looked to the boxes he had on a moving pallet. There was a huge black dog showing everyone his teeth. I smiled to him and let my power roll off of me. He ducked his head and laid down.

"I want that one." I said as I pointed to the black dog.

"He hasn't been approved for sale." The sales lady responded.

"Double the normal price?" I asked. I was kneeling by the boxes now. I held my hand out to the dogs box and an answering tongue came out and licked the bottom of my hand.

"How did you do that?" The man asked. "That devil almost bit my head off when I caught him."

"I have a way with animals." I had leaned closer to the other boxes and a sharp pain reminded me these animals were not cuddly like the others I had dealt with today. I looked at my arm to see two drops of crimson and watched as the wounds healed instantly. They had looked like little vampire marks. I smiled and wiped the blood off my arm before the clerks wondered how I had blood and no marks. "I will take this cat as well."

I fought with the manager and the delivery boy for another hour about taking these two animals. After multiple signed documents stating I refused approved animals and could not sue the place should I be attacked by the wild animals I bought, I was finally headed out the door. My new cat and dog in tow. Neither snapped, growled or threatened anyone on our way out. I was pushing a cart full of the latest equipment for them. And loads of food. No telling when I would make it back to the store. I popped the trunk on my new Toyota hybrid. Alex had went all out for this new identity. While I put all the pet supplies in the trunk my pets sat patiently waiting by the car doors.

I shut the trunk and opened the doors. The dog crawled into the back seat and laid down. The cat jumped over the dog and got into the passenger seat before curling into a ball and yawning. I got behind the wheel smiling at my new pets. I had Satan, named after the hate I felt spilling off of him, and Vlad, named after the two marks he left on my arm.

"Ready to go home boys?"

I pulled out onto the road and started away from the house. "There’s just one more place we have to go before we can go home."

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Four hours later I had finally made it home with my pets. I had taken them to the vet to get fixed and have their shots taken care of. Turns out Vlad had some issues with hurt ribs. The vet had given me some medicine for him but I never bothered to pick the prescription up. Satan was recovering from a leg wound that was healing improperly. The doc wanted to re-break it and cast it. I couldn't do that so I said no.

I turned the car off and looked back at Satan in the rear view mirror.

"You don't leave this yard. You'll go in the house only when I tell you too." I didn't need a fence to keep my animals in check.

I opened the door to the house and ushered my pets in. Shutting and locking the door behind me before going to the living room. The delivery people had come while I was at the vet and set up my home. I sat Vlad down on the table and pulled out one of my silver knives. After dragging the blade along my palm and bringing a healthy amount of my blood out I held it to Vlad. He licked tenderly around the wound as it healed. He didn't stop licking until all the blood was gone. I repeated this process with Satan.

"Welcome home." I said.

They were both completely healed now. Thanks to the healing properties of my blood. I opened the back door and set out a bowel of food and some water. Satan stepped onto the back step and looked at me. I nodded and then he was gone. He was running the property line and marking it as his. He knew it was his job to defend the place so no need training him. Vlad was going to be an indoor pet. I had set him up with a bed and everything in my room in the far corner. He had a litter box in both bathrooms.


I heard Satan start growling before I heard a man cussing. I smiled with knowing. Those were Alex's curses. I opened my front door and looked at Satan. The moment he saw me he let go of Alex's leg and sat back waiting for my next command.

"It's okay Satan. He can come in." I laughed as Alex started toward the house and I walked back to the living room.

Vlad was sitting on the couch arm so I took a seat next to him. The moment Alex walked into the room Vlad stood and hissed. The hair on Vlad’s back was standing straight up and he looked deadly. Alex pulled up short and looked from me to the cat. I smiled and put a hand on Vlad’s shoulder to comfort him. He settled down and nestled back onto the couch arm.

"Figures you couldn't even get pets right."

"What do you mean by that."

"Pets that attack every moving thing attract attention."

"I have had four of my neighbors come by today and they have not been anything but nice to them. Vlad even has a new best friend. Her name is Kaylee and she is seven."

Alex’s eye brows went up on that one. "They didn't tear them apart?"

"I have already trained them that human is good. Anything not human is bad. Now they know not to attack you. I would suggest you get everyone who will be coming into this house when I am not here to pay a visit while I am here first so that I can let Satan and Vlad get to know them."

There was a snort at the names. I had caught onto it after I had named them. A demon dog and a vampiric cat. They fit well with a demonic human vampire. Which is what they called my mix. Alex named it since I was the only one we knew about and he was my master.

"You're first assignment." He slung a folder towards me. "This will be the last time I bring your assignments by. There is a human who works for my company that has agreed to deliver things to your home personally."

I flipped the through the folder. In it was all kinds of information on a man named Patrick Williams. After reading the file I knew this man’s pants and shoe size.

"He has been seen running in circles with vampires and then demons. I believe he is a spy for one of the two sides. For which I do not know."

"My task is to find out?"

"Yes and no." He reclined back on my couch. "I want to know what he knows and who he is giving it to as well as where he is getting it from."

"Do I do this my way or your way?"

"Your choice. Just please don't make a mess. And do not blow your cover."

"Where do I find him?"

"He likes under aged girls and can be found hosting a party for his niece tonight." He stood up again and this time I took in what he was wearing. He was wearing his usual silk shirt but this one was a jade green. It brought your attention to his eyes. His brown leather pants laced down the sides and where the zipper should have been. They were tight enough to show his muscled legs before disappearing into black mid calf boots. The boots were a gift from me as well. They were all silver buckles and black laces. If you pressed the back heel of each boot a four inch silver blade would come out the toe. "I have a fake I.D. for you saying you are seventeen. Less make up and you could pass for it." That brought my attention back up to his face. His long black hair was laying loosely against his back. He had the face and the body of a 25 year old male. He wore black eyeliner to fit in with any of the modern Goths around town.

"Pedophile?"

"Yes and no." He said.

I waited for him to explain but he didn't so I prompted him."How so?"

"They are all legal by Georgia state law but a man of 35 should not look at someone young enough to be his daughter in such a manner."

"Right." I sighed. It wasn't that I disagreed with him because I did fully agree. It just felt more personal. As if he was telling me that he could never have anything to do with me because I was like a daughter to him.

He raised an eye brow at me before shaking his head and walking to the door. He didn't say anything to me until I was standing behind him in the doorway. Even then I couldn't be sure if he was talking to me or more to himself. "You just don't get it."

"I am going to handle this my way. Your way will take too long." I had chosen to ignore his comment. Knowing he didn't want me was one thing. Having it confirmed by him was another.

"I didn't expect anything else from you. Keep in mind my request that you not make a mess of things please."

I waited until he was gone before I shut the door. Time to be pervert bait.

Annette must have known something like this was going to happen because she had set me up with a few outfits that were in the popular style of teenagers. That meant I was practically naked and it was getting colder outside. The black jean shorts rode right up my ass to the point I felt like it would have been less revealing to go out with nothing on but my panties. The shirt was crimson red and tight across what little of my breast it covered. The long v-neck dove down far enough that I couldn't wear and bra with it. I had full breast so I hardly ever went without a bra. Too much bouncing and swaying. The back and front of the shirt was a hole and the only thing the shirt really covered was my nipples and my sides. I sat down on the bed and pulled my new boots on. They zipped all the way up to mid thigh.

The boots had special lining in them so that I could slide out of them easily if it came down to me running. My watch was pure silver and there was a little button on the side that when pushed released a silver based gas. I pulled my hair up into a tight pony tail and slipped my silver dagger clips in. Annette had painted my nails black with a silver French tip. I was informed that the silver content of the polish was really high and to come back once a week to have them redone. I tucked the last of my blades into places where they could not be seen like my boots and along the inside of my shorts.

I turned and looked at myself in the full bodied mirror. Wow. Alex was wrong. I didn't look seventeen. I looked more like fifteen trying to be seventeen. But if it worked then it worked. He always was good at transforming me into whatever the job required. A horn blaring from outside brought my attention away from my looks. I peeked out the window and seen an older man sitting outside my garage door in a blue SUV. Guess Alex had arranged for a ride for me.

I bounced out the house with a rub on Vlad’s head and locking the door behind me. Satan was sitting on the porch with his tail wagging. I patted his head and then ran to the car sitting in my drive. I felt Alex’s power in the vehicle so I knew I could trust whoever this was. I opened the passenger door and hopped into the vehicle.

"This is your father. He will be picking you up promptly at 1 a.m."

"Hi dad." I said before leaning over and hugging the guy. He stiffened slightly but returned the hug.

"He will be letting me out the car two miles from your house. From there you are on your own. I will have people placed around the perimeter but not close enough so that they can be sensed. If you get into trouble just call out. They will hear you."

True to his word; at exactly two miles from my house there was a red Mercedes parked along the road. Alex got out the SUV and walked to his car. I didn't wait to see if he got in. I turned my attention back to "dad".

"In the back there is a back pack for you. Some weapons and other things as well as a change of clothes. Should you need to leave earlier than 1 a.m. than call me. There is also a cell phone in there with only my number programmed. Throw it away when this case is over."

"Okay dad." I said as I reached into the back seat and grabbed my new back pack. I pocketed my new cell phone and turned the other one off before throwing into my back pack. Didn't want to be confusing them now did I?

The SUV pulled into the driveway of a nice house whose mail box read "Williams". There were kids already sitting around the fire that was burning off to the left of the house. I could feel the power coming from within the house. There was a demon inside and he was very powerful. I shivered slightly at the caress his power was giving to me. The humans couldn't feel it and I felt sorry for them. A demons power felt like an orgasm of the skin. I had lost my virginity to a demon. That’s why I preferred demons. I still felt that love for my first.

I was friends with Brandi Williams and that’s why I was at this party. I knew what she looked like as well so there would be no confusion and I wouldn't walk up to the wrong girl and wish her happy birthday. The friends had already been handled into thinking I was their friend. Alex had sent some vampires to their school to brainwash them with those vampire mind tricks that I wish I had. I hopped out the car and gave "dad" a kiss. He told me to be ready at 1 a.m. and no later. If I wasn't ready then it would be my last party. The thought almost had me laughing out loud.

"Okay dad. I love you." I shut the door and turned towards the girls. I seen Brandi right away and went to her. "Happy birthday." I said as I pushed the gift I had found in my back pack to her.

"Thanks so much." She giggled as she grabbed the present and shook it. "What is it?"

"Ummm..." That stopped me. I didn't know what it was. Weren't they supposed to open it? "It's a surprise." I said to make a quick cover.

"Oh come on Ashley." Brandi said. "I already know what everyone else got me and Patrick said we weren't going to open gifts until everyone was here."

"Then you'll just have to wait." I smiled and wrapped my arms her in a friendly hug. "It will be worth the wait." Knowing Alex then it would be. I smelled the alcohol on her when I hugged her.

"Got anything to drink?" I asked.

"You know Uncle Patrick lets us drink." She motioned towards the house. "He is in there with a friend. Just tell him what you want and he will make it."

I nodded and started towards the house when another thought occurred to me. I was supposed to be seventeen and I really shouldn't know much about alcohol.

"What should I get, Brandi?" I asked innocently and loud enough that Patrick had to have heard me.

"Ask Patrick to surprise you and get me another Tequila Sunrise." She called out to me.

I nodded and opened the door to the house. I had thought about knocking but then decided that had I really been a friend of Brandi's and a teenager then knocking wouldn't be anywhere on my list. I could handle Patrick surprising me. After all; I couldn't get drunk. My mixed lineage prevented that and God have I tried. The night Nathan took my virginity and then dumped me like last night’s trash I had went to Alex's friend April and tried to drown my sorrows in liquor. It didn't work. Instead I cried myself sick and called Alex from Byron to come pick me up.

I walked through the door to see a man sitting in a barstool and another behind a counter. The man at the barstool was a demon. His eyes raked over me appraisingly slow. He smiled and turned back to the man behind the counter. Which was none other than good ol’ Patrick setting down a tequila sunrise for his niece and making me a drink.

"Hi," I said as I sauntered to the barstool beside the demon. I had just enough human in me that no one could smell the vampire or demon in me."I'm Ashley. Brandi wanted another tequila sunrise and I don't know much about alcohol so I guess surprise me." I admittedly lied while I made show of climbing onto the barstool. It was actually a complicated task to do when you have silver blades that could stab you tucked in your boots. It worked to my benefit though. I ended up spreading my legs wide enough to hop onto the barstool. Both sets of eyes were glued to my crotch so I rocked forward slightly and heard the demon beside me give a hiss of pleasure.

"I see why you do it Patrick."

Patrick didn't say anything and set a drink in front of me. I took a small slow swig before setting it back down on the bar. A long island iced tea. He was starting me out hard. Guess I was in then. I made a face and shook slightly as I swallowed. The shake caused my breast to move and prove I was wearing nothing under my shirt. I closed my eyes and shook my head again.

"Thanks Patrick." I said as I made another show of climbing off the barstool. "I need to take this to Brandi. Can I come back for my drink?"

"Of course." Patrick said.

I went back outside and found Brandi. I handed her the drink and turned to walk back inside. I had moved slowly to give Patrick time to spike my drink. He was a dirty bastard so I trusted him to do so. I may be calling dad to come get me early anyways. It was only 8 p.m. and already I had made a demon and a man get a hard on for me and I wasn't even trying that hard.

I walked back in just as Patrick pulled away from the demon. I let a shiver take over my body at the feel of his power so close to me.

"It's cold out there. Maybe you should stay in here so you don't catch a cold."

"I couldn't." I shook my head. "Brandi would think I am in here for another reason."

"Oh? And what reason would that be." The demons eye brows went up as he asked the question.

"They are my friends but they don't trust me." I climbed back onto the barstool and drowned the drink before speaking again. "And I don't blame them."

"My name is Michael." The demon held his hand out to me.

I reached out a little wobbly to take his hand. "I am Ashley."

He smiled at my apparent drunkenness and clasped his other hand around mine. I closed my eyes at the feel of his power rubbing against my skin. My breathing became slightly labored and I smelled my own arousal starting to waft around me. Michael could smell it but Patrick couldn't so I had to make the visible signs of a turned on female. Sometimes I hated how un-evolved humans were.

"What did you do?" Patrick asked.

"I slept with Jenny's dad." I responded.

Another drink was pushed into my hand and I didn't hesitate to drink it. Michael’s power was making heat pool between my legs and I had to focus on Patrick. That was easier said than done when Michael stood and wrapped his arms around me.

"Don't fret about such things. The other girls just aren't as grown up as you." He whispered against my skin.

I nodded and looked at Patrick. Something close to rage was crossing his face. He wanted me and I could smell it but Michael was getting closer to the inside of my pants than he was. I had to do something fast or I was going to be fucking a demon and not killing a human. I pulled back from Michael and looked him over. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. He didn't have any facial hair and I preferred none. His nose was a little sharp for my taste and his clothes were too baggy for me to decide if I liked his body or not. All in all though, he was a good looking demon.

I looked back at Patrick. He had a mustache and beady eyes. His hair was brown and starting to recede. He looked older than the demon. A little more round in the middle with flabbier jaws. That’s what I was going to need to back the demon off me. I looked back to Michael and shook my head. His blue eyes were already undressing me slowly.

"You're not my type." I said to Michael.

"Not your type?" He snorted.

I looked at Patrick and thought of Alex. The thought made my arousal ten times more intense

"I don't believe it!" Michael called out. "She is more interested in you than me." He said to Patrick.

Patrick looked absolutely giddy as he started walking towards me. "And you wouldn't force yourself on an unwilling female would you?" He asked Michael.

"No. I have class." He looked at me and ran his hand through my hair. "Unlike you who gives alcohol to girls and spikes that special ones drink."

I knew he would spike my drink. Asshole. He deserved everything I am going to give him. I pushed away from Michael and swaggered over to Patrick. "Got a room or are we gonna do it in the woods?"

Patrick took my hand and started leading me out the back door; away from the other girls. "The woods are so much better." He looked at Michael. "You got the bar?"

Michael nodded and out the door we went. I was glad we would be doing it in the woods. That meant Michael wouldn't hear everything we were doing. Not that I was going to let it get far. Just far enough to make Patrick comfortable. Meanwhile I staggered alongside him as if I was some drunken little girl. Holding on to him for dear life and giggling uncontrollably when I faked a stumble.