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I am completely done with the Prologue, and Chapter 1 and I wanted to put it up early since it is coming out in March. I have not decided on a date yet, but it will be out next month. It has been a long journey, but I cannot believe it is almost done.
Here it is, and when I publish it I will put down the links after the chapter.
Being a Vampire in Retail Sucks
I killed my
ex-boyfriend, but that was because he killed my lover. I also killed Kelsey.
She deserved it for going after vampires who were harmless to society, and
especially since she killed Dante's family. Not that I go around ending lives
for the hell of it. I worked for the Killer Contract Agency--hired to rid the
Crystal Crest realm of society's slugs. Like rapists, pedophiles, and hunters
who go after innocent supernatural creatures. The weapon made me insane, and
after an undercover case I decided to be a detective instead of an assassin. My
name is Scarlet Summers, and I've been through hell.
The Moon Wolf Pack are the werewolves who
helped me escape from the evil necromancer, Rick. A mystery is on my hands when
some of the girls went missing. Oh, and the girls all had one more thing in
common. They worked at Fiona’s Corner and Café, a retail store in the Luxor realm that
allows creatures to buy items they need to survive. Here is my story of these events.
A fire is burning
in the fire-place and it makes the living room warm to combat the cold air
conditioning running through the rest of the house. I use this time off to
banish the memories of my last case,and the previous ones when I was with the
agency. I finally have a chance to try to get my mind off my past once and for
It started when
Nathan killed Zion, my lover, since he was an abusive and jealous jerk. My
grief led to me wanting retribution so fiercely I was hired by The Killer
Contract Agency. I then went on a
killing frenzy eliminating Nicole, Megan, Kelsey, Kyle, and Nathan. I got my
revenge, but not without a price. My final step was to swallow Nathan’s soul. However it caused me to go crazy,
and I ended up gunning down innocents. I was changed into a vampire to stop the
rage from consuming me. Once I turned, the rage stopped and I became sane
again. Then I got captured by a crazy necromancer, and he tried to turn humans
into creatures by performing horrible experiments on them. I stopped Rick with
help of the Moon Wolf pack. All the old case files go into the fireplace, and
the bracelet I still have as a reminder of what I have been through. I turn
away from the fire and the past.
I look around the
house I love. We moved into after I became a vampire and we transferred to the
Luxor realm. It is a big place with two
bedrooms, two bathrooms, and office, kitchen, and even a library piled high
with books. The walls in the living room are charcoal black and the carpeting
is the color of warm blood with a gothic theme throughout the house: cobweb
wall papers with candelabras, and magical statues of wolves and dragons placed
in the house to guard it from intruders.
Sitting down on the
black leather sofa, I let the warm fire
relax me. There is incense burning and the smell of apples and cinnamon
take me to a place of comfort. The necromancer situation still haunts me, since
I was tortured horribly. I don’t want to go into
details, but I hate them. The asylum case was just as horrid. Especially seeing
all those supernatural creatures hurt when they did not deserve it. I exhale
and let it all go.I am on my vacation after all.
Dante, my lover, is rustling around papers in
the office we share. Since I have nothing better to do I go see what he was
doing in the office. And maybe play around a bit on the computer.
in." he replies after I knock on the door since he loves to keep the door
closed to concentrate.
"What are you
working on?" I ask as I walk into the room and stand behind him, peering
at his screen. I know he hates it when I do that but I just can't help but rile
him a bit .He sighs and stretches, making me stare at the muscles flexing
underneath his shirt.
thanks to the damn necromancer-werewolf-agency issues. I dislike Rick, and his
bullshit about falsely helping people without powers. He just had to work in
the Crystal Crest realm with the psychics to experiment on innocent creatures.
At least the asylum is a black crater in the ground now. And all their data on
us is destroyed. "
"Fun, I love
paperwork. But at least we no longer have to worry about the Crystal Crest
realm becoming like ours."
He laughs and it
lights up his entire face, making his soft silky black hair undulate around his
handsome face. I stare at his muscles as they ripple with the simple gesture of
him sweeping his hair out of his eyes. He turns his attention back to the
screen in front of him and I sit down in a plush chair in the corner and watch
I don’t pay attention to
the time until I feel a gentle hand brush my long red hair behind my ear. My
green eyes come back into focus after staring at nothing but remembering the
again?" He asks concern in his brown eyes. He knows I dwell too much on
the past, especially since it was a shock to my system.
reply sheepishly, "I was just thinking about our latest mission. All of
the things the necromancer said he would do to my friend’s dead body still haunt me.” I shudder, trying not to think about it,
and try to block out the images that are flooding my mind.
it only makes it worse. He is dead. The Asylum is a graveyard. You are going to
drive yourself bonkers if you keep thinking about it. I agree with how horrible
the whole situation was, and I wish I could pass on my extra abilities on to
you. then you would never have to fear. Do you think I like seeing you like
this?” He asks.
"No, and I
know it was hard on you as well. I’m sorry I still get lost in the past. At least the werewolves were
able to save me." I say with a smile trying to focus on the good side of
"They did but
it also means you owe them a favor. Werewolves always collect their favors and
sometimes it is dangerous. I know I owed them once, and payback nearly made me
tied to a member of their pack."I sigh, not wanting to think about what
they will want in return for saving my life.
“I want to check my email." and I hop
behind the desk across from Dante's. My mind jumps to more essential everyday
things like work and coupon shopping. I need some new clothes from Gothic Gear
and Witch Cauldron and I hope that there are some money off coupons in my
I quickly get
comfortable in the leather chair since it fits the shape of my body perfectly.
I turn on my high-powered desktop and log into my personal email. I am
disappointed when my inbox has nothing but Spam. No, I don’t want another vampire groupie, not after
the last one died. Nope, I don’t want to meet
single vampires in my area. Absolutely no to getting the biggest erection of my
vampire life. All junk and no fun coupons for me. Frustrated, I decide to check
my work email. Even though I am on vacation there might be something
interesting is going on to take my attention.
“Hey, look at this,” I tell Dante and he moves behind my
chair. He looks over my shoulders to read what is on my computer screen.
"Why does he
want to see you? I thought you were on vacation. I was looking forward to
relaxing with you." He sighs, "Do you want me to go with you to the
"Special assignment sounds fun, but it also sounds like a handful. I just
hope a necromancer isn't involved in this one. I hate those guys." I
shudder again and push away the images from my past. Necromancers are notorious
for getting zombies to do their dirty work. It is helpful to send one after
someone you want dead because they are hard to kill. The only way to stop them
is to cut off their head. "Let’s change, then we hit the road."
A little bit later
we slide into Dante’s Strider X, the fastest
type of car in the realm. We quickly get to the store since Derrick is
impatient. The sun is a horrid ball of heat frying everything in its path. The
soft tank top I am wearing allows the cool leather from my seat to relieve my
skin from the inferno. I don’t like the heat. I
would rather it be an in-between temperature, not too hot or too cold.
Roger’s Video store is a front for the
detective agency in the Luxor realm. King Alexander and Queen Diana Battle
don't want anyone to know about either Derrick's Detective Agency or its
partner the Killer Contract Agency. They work together to help solve crime and
catch criminals for the crown.
Dante looks up at
the sun. “At least the sun
here is not toxic to us. I was a surfer before I changed into a vampire you
know. I like still being able to surf, it is more fun with powers. And the
donors and blood bags definitely make life easier. What about you Scarlet, do
you love it?”
I consider my
transition to being a vampire, “I love it, it is so
much better being sane. Thank you for turning me. And I love still having my magical powers and
"Of course I
remained after you changed. You need me to guide you and help in
combat." Nightshade speaks in her
melodious voice in my head.
"I am happy to
still have you too. You have saved my ass plenty of times. I always will
be." I commune back.
watched over me ever since I came into my power as a witch. I have been her
charge to guide even before I received the bracelet. She became my permanent
guardian when I put on the bracelet, and when I kept my powers during the
transition she decided to stay with me. She is a spirit that stays by my left
ear and is visible when she desires.
"It is amazing
that you still remember when we first met," She comments knowing I am
brooding on the past again.
"I always will
because you saved my ass more times than I can count."
“I think we need to go into his office
now,” Dante interrupts
and I notice we have reached our destination. He knows about Nightshade and
doesn't mind when we talk, he talks to his guardians too. The hell hounds:
Cloud and Enforcer. But Derrick is an impatient man and we both want to see
what he wants.
“Sorry.” I reply sheepishly. “Nightshade was talking to me. ”Dante is standing over me holding the door to the car for me to get
out. He is such a gentleman! He takes my hand and squeezed it gently, then
“Would you like it if I was in your mind
more, not just when you are in danger?” Because Dante is my sire we can talk telepathically. It comes in handy
during battle or undercover cases when we need to speak privately. It also
makes the romance between us so much better. I nod in response to his questions
and we walk to the store to see what the boss wants.
Roger’s Videos store is a bright beige building
with a black and white sign denoting the name on the front of the building. The
bell tinkles as we go through the door. I look around the room with brightly
lit shelves and neatly placed videos. We might need to rent one if the news sucks.
Syron waves to us from behind the counter as we make our way to the back of the
store. Past the public restrooms we go into the office to find out what the
the owner and head of the detective agency, sits at his desk wearing his
favorite camouflage clothes. His constant self-imposed distractions tell me he
has seen more horrors than he will admit to. I do not want to interrupt him so
I wait until he stops typing and looks up at me before I speak.
"You wanted to
see me sir?"
“Yup Scarlet,” he replied in his former army tone. He
leans back in his chair and continues in the voice he used when he sent troops
out for battle. “There is an issue
that has come up involving Fiona’s corner and Café, the retail establishment. Some of the women from the Moon Wolf
Pack have gone missing and all of them worked for Fiona’s. ”
My eyes widen, “The ones who helped me escape from the
He nods, “Afraid so. The last place they were seen
was their work place. Here are the files on the girls who are missing.” He hands me the files, and I take them
with caution wondering who the unlucky girls are, and if I know them. Shania
Wolfson, Sonya Simone, and Merica Laker. Phew, I never knew them personally.
They are all very beautiful, and belong to Rex’s pack. Since they are part of the pack that
rescued me from the necromancer the least I can do is try to find them. All
three girls disappeared a few weeks after starting to work at the store.
Terrific, a retail
store gone rancid, why am I not surprised? Honestly, it is not surprising to
hear, especially since the boss is a 1,000 year old vampire who use to use the
store as a front for hurting creatures through horrific experiments. Luckily it
had stopped thanks to Derrick’s Detective Agency.
Or at least I thought it had.
“Is this another find the missing women
case or an undercover one?” I ask dreading the answer. I have a bad
feeling I knew where this was going when his face changed to a look of
“I want you to go undercover to find the missing
girls. You will need to pose as an employee at the store. It is the best
approach to get information on both the girls and the company. The werewolves
have asked for you specifically, as payment for your debt.”
“I can’t wait to see you in an adorable little uniform!” Nightshade teases, he voice filled with
“Great,” I comment with feigned enthusiasm, “Just what I always wanted to do; work retail!” I sigh, and he gives me the rest of the
paperwork that I need to go undercover. I have my new identity as a vampire
named Lily Stone, as well as all of the legal documents to support the story.
"At least there are no necromancers this time. This should be way easier
than that was, and you don’t have to deal with
crazy people.” His mirth is not
concealed as he grins from ear to ear, “And it could be worse, you could be at Fang’s Fast Blood and have to deal with hungry
vampires. Fast food would definitely be worse.”
“True.” I laugh, “I have been to one, and the vampires are
way too picky about it what they want.”
Derrick joins our
laughter, “No necromancers at
all, unless they are customers buying their items. The only creatures you will
have to deal with are a few vampires, witches and werewolves. There is also the
sorceress owner and her vampire lover Ren.” He smiles at me and his next words change the mood in the room, “I am really happy to see you all in one
piece. I know the last case was not easy for you. After this assignment, I want
you to take a long far away vacation.” He pauses, “then you have to
come back for another case.”
“No worries, I will come back to work,” I grin at him, “Honestly, I think a trip to the islands
is in order. I want to learn to surf.” I look at Dante and he smiles.
Dante and I leave,
walking side by side on our way to the car. I am hoping that the case is
straightforward, but my history has taught me otherwise. I browse through the
files Derrick gave me as Dante drives back to our home. Derrick’s note point to his
suspicions he has about Fiona Stagea and my main purpose to spy on her.
Werewolves never do well at her store, they either quit quickly or disappear.
Ren, her lover, was the last person that was seen with Shania. The two had been
seen fighting a week before and no one had seen her since.
As I think about what going
undercover in retail means I begin to get angry. I won’t have weekends off anymore, not that I ever shop on weekends. I don’t like crowds so I tend to stay away from stores when
they are crowded. I will have to deal with customers and I have seen how nasty
some people are to retail workers. Many people take out their own problems on
the employees, use them as verbal punching bags, which is not right and now I
will have to deal with it. I used to work retail, and I hated it. I had to deal
with all of the problems while I was trying to pay my way through witch school.
I think about the amount of time it usually takes me to solve a case. The
asylum took a few months, and that was after Nightshade woke me up from the
drugs they were making me take.
“Thanks for that by the way,” I
intone to Nightshade and I hear her laughter ringing through my head. At least
I am never alone. I go back to my brooding and think about my time frame. There
are only four months until Christmas, and even less before the shopping season
ramps up. So I don’t lose my sanity again I decide I
have to solve the case before then.
Many of the creatures in the Luxor
realm used to live in the Crystal Crest realm, like me, and we tend to keep up
the habits of our human lives. We celebrate the same holidays because it helps
remind us of our humanity. The other downside to working the busiest season of
the year in retail means that I will probably slip and bite someone. Blood bags
and donors have helped me conquer the urge but when my temper is high I have
been known to lose control.
Dante and I spend a magical weekend together before my
new nightmare begins.
I hope you have enjoyed it until next time, Wolfdreamer25