04-23-2017, 04:54 PM
Stillwater
She met his eyes, but gave no response. Gave no comment, no indication if being around him, seeing him, letting the boy around him, was acceptable to her or not. Not that he’d required permission; neither of them ever asked permission. But he would still rather know how she felt about it. A sharp and bladed emotion slipped into him, slid behind the cool exterior of his face as he dropped his gaze to that little piece of her with a separate heartbeat. When she finally spoke, it only sharpened that sensation, pierced it deeper into a foreign place inside him.
"I think he's like you." Dull, emotionless, indifferent.
I think he's like you. He could feel the weight of it, hear the hollow toll of it, taste the uncertainty and danger underlying the deeper meaning that had nothing to do with the physical or temperamental similarities between sire and son. He swallowed and let the dire implications sink into him without comment, without reaction. Let the dark blade of it cut through and bleed his secret distress into his tainted bloodstream. God, she must hate him. She must. She hated what he was, and he'd created her another.
"So he will need you."
He nodded silently. How much like him would this boy be? Would he house a dark spirit that takes over, become a true monster and feed without remorse? Would he even have that craving? Would he learn that damned tricky concept of love, would he be able to feel it? Would be able to lie, to break promises. Would he have another form meant to terrify the strongest hearts into submission.
Maybe he would be saved by his mother's blood in him. Maybe he would be something else, something better. But she was right. He would still need his sire. His creator.
“If you want to continue to stay away from me,” she began, hesitating. His dark eyes hardened, already disagreeing. "I won't stop you." He shook his head as he stared at her. I don't know where you go, what you do when you're away. But you know I am here. Always here. Nowhere else. She was his keeper, after all, wasn't she. Where else would he be. He couldn't really avoid her even if he'd wanted to. Maybe they'd both just kept their distance in some way. But, after Luster left, all he'd ever been was here. The water.
He softened, but looked away.
I don't want to stay away from you.
"I think he's like you." Dull, emotionless, indifferent.
I think he's like you. He could feel the weight of it, hear the hollow toll of it, taste the uncertainty and danger underlying the deeper meaning that had nothing to do with the physical or temperamental similarities between sire and son. He swallowed and let the dire implications sink into him without comment, without reaction. Let the dark blade of it cut through and bleed his secret distress into his tainted bloodstream. God, she must hate him. She must. She hated what he was, and he'd created her another.
"So he will need you."
He nodded silently. How much like him would this boy be? Would he house a dark spirit that takes over, become a true monster and feed without remorse? Would he even have that craving? Would he learn that damned tricky concept of love, would he be able to feel it? Would be able to lie, to break promises. Would he have another form meant to terrify the strongest hearts into submission.
Maybe he would be saved by his mother's blood in him. Maybe he would be something else, something better. But she was right. He would still need his sire. His creator.
“If you want to continue to stay away from me,” she began, hesitating. His dark eyes hardened, already disagreeing. "I won't stop you." He shook his head as he stared at her. I don't know where you go, what you do when you're away. But you know I am here. Always here. Nowhere else. She was his keeper, after all, wasn't she. Where else would he be. He couldn't really avoid her even if he'd wanted to. Maybe they'd both just kept their distance in some way. But, after Luster left, all he'd ever been was here. The water.
He softened, but looked away.
I don't want to stay away from you.
go down with me, fall with me, lets make it worth it