Saturday, September 14, 2013

The Nosferatu Adventures Season 2 part 22

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 52, chapter 52

Our heroine moved a few feet towards Harker, asking him if he was using his belt on his trenchcoat. Taking it off, he handed it to her.

"Don't think it's going to fit." Dagan said holding his hands up in front of his face. "You're like three times his size."   Our heroine said nothing as she wrapped the belt around not at her hips but up under her chest.

"It's called an Empress waist. Smartass. It's the only thing I can think of to hold this sheet in place." she reached for Harker's hand, but he backed away from her.

"We should leave." Harker said, turning on his heels and quickly walking away.

The Seer stood there, one arm crossed over his chest, the other at his lips as he turned his eyes to look up at our heroine from under his long lashes.  He cleared his throat then as he reached out for her elbow.  "Just give him space."


The King sat on the ground, handfuls of daisies and thorns beside him. He twisted them up into a crown, placing one on his head, his eyes bright as he mumbled voicelessly to himself. The sun was now high casting reflections off of everything.  Reuben was working out not far from him, once again using a tree branch to do pull ups; while Rolf was busy helping Ash clean fish.

The King suddenly looked up at the sky, then got up from where he had been sitting and walked over to the edge of the path standing extremely still. He didn't move for over an hour, then he headed back to where he had been sitting and continued to work on his crowns. He made three.

The other three men stopped what they were doing, as they caught a scent on the air, their ears twitching from noises that echoed in the air at a pitch only animals could hear. Reuben moved quick and silently towards the edge of the path, as he spotted a horse drawn cart approach.

They were back.

The Seer got out of the cart reaching up to help our heroine while Dagan, who had been sitting at the front of the cart tossed the reigns at his brother and jumped out. Harker did not, he nodded towards Reuben and continued on towards the docks.

"You going to explain?" Reuben asked as he pointed towards the direction of the cart. Dagan shrugged as he hugged his friend then continued on to the cabin.

"How can you be afraid of horses?" Dagan asked suddenly not bothering to turn around as he stomped up the porch steps. "You hang out with werewolves but your terrified of a horse?" he disappeared into the coolness of the cabin and went right to the sofa flopping down on it.  He was asleep in seconds.
Our heroine did not answer him. Spotting the King, she ran towards him.

"Clive!" her voice rose with joy as she hugged the tall man. "You're not frozen anymore."

"Actually his name is Leo." both the Seer and Ash said at the same time.  The King hugged her mumbling something again under his breath, as he reached for one of the crowns he'd made of the daisies and thorns, plopping it onto her hair. Taking her hand he then reached for another of the crowns, and moved to where Reuben was standing and placed it on his head, before grabbing Reuben's hand. He held both of their hands together between his as he closed his eyes and started mumbling.

"Oh, okay." our heroine said as she moved away heading towards the porch steps. The King then smiled wide as he continued to mumble to himself. Reuben took the crown off holding it in his hand, but the King once again grabbed it placing it on Reuben's head. This little circle of removing and re-placing continued for a few long seconds before Reuben had enough and stormed off to the garden. "What was all that about?" our heroine asked as she yawned.

"I could be wrong, but I think..." the Seer crossed towards her, smiling wide, his hands now in his pockets as he tilted his head to the side. "...he thinks you and Reuben would make a good...match." he swallowed a laugh nodding to the ground as he gestured then towards herself and Reuben.  Our heroine sat up straight suddenly, her eyes wide.


The Seer sat down beside her on the porch, his knee dangerously close to her's. "I think he is trying to play matchmaker." his voice took on a subtly innocent tone, as the Seer rested his face on his arm looking up at her. "The question is why?"
Our heroine make a soft sound as she sighed, turning first away from him then towards him, her knee touching his. A ripple of relaxation went through her signaling one of his seduction spells, but she didn't care.

"You know don't you?"

The Seer stared down at his shoe, his eyes suddenly sad, his mouth turned down in a frown. "Had you asked me that two weeks ago, I'd have told you with all certainty that I did and the outcome. But now..." he touched her bare arm taking her wrist in his hand, leaving a small scratch. "Since becoming a werewolf, things have gotten..." his perfect lips turned then into a snarl. "...fuzzy. My visions are less often, and I really don't like that. I can't loose my visions, I just can't."

"Hard to believe, it's only been two weeks since you all popped into my life." our heroine said, leaning then on the Seer's shoulder.  She jumped as she heard a growl. The King was in front of them only a few feet away, crouched on his heels as if to pounce. Moving with the werewolf speed, our heroine found herself cast in shadows as the King was leaning over her, putting the crown of flowers back on her head and pulling her up from her seat. He started herding her towards the garden, his hands at her elbows moving in a choppy way.
He put one of the other crowns on his head eyes wide, then took it off putting it on Reuben's.

"Ta-da" his voice was low but strong enough now that the wolves didn't need to strain to hear it.

"I stand corrected." the Seer's voice slithered around as he stood five feet away leaning on the corner of the cabin. "He's not playing matchmaker. I think he's choosing his successor."  The King nodded eyes wide, grinning from ear to ear as he clapped his hands silently a few times before walking away towards the woods.  "And if Reuben's his new heir."  the Seer air quoted the word heir. "He would need someone to well, to rule with him."

"Great, so it's the whole alpha thing again." our heroine said throwing her head back, the crown of daisies and thorns falling to the ground. "That's all I'm ever going to be to you lot isn't it? Just basically a living breathing championship belt." she turned and headed towards the main path, just wanting to find some quiet.

"Is that all you know how to do? Runaway?"  Ash was beside her suddenly. "Cause you seem to do it a lot." the older werewolf grabbed her by the shoulders, forcing her to face him. "I've known the King now for..." he shook his head eyes closed. "...doesn't matter. But, he never makes a decision without weighing all the consequences."

tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your (yes another straight up story piece.)

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