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don’t want to lose you. Friends like you don’t come around often.”
“Then go with me,” she said.
“I go where I’m told to go, you already know that,” he
said, smiling warmly at her. “If I was a loner, I’d jump at it. I love a good
fight, and I love you like the sister I never had. I think you better prepare
yourself for Morgan’s decision. Knowing the way he does business, I think the
odds are long that he’ll send anyone to Alaska. Everything in this coven is
based on economics, and if the projected bottom line doesn’t justify the
output, it’s not going to happen. Emotions play a very small part in Morgan’s
decisions. Just stay here with us…with me. We can have a great time, doing just
what we’re doing.”
The conversation was taking a melancholy direction, and
Amp felt it down to her bones. Sadly she looked into Silas’ eyes, knowing that
she was going to lose another friend soon.
“I love you, Silas. You’re a good…no, a great friend. And
I am so tempted to stay here with you, just fight and party and be with you
forever. But my heart is driven to finish this thing, and that’s what I’m going
to do. Don’t ever think it’s easy to give you up. But I’ve got an obligation,
and I’m seeing it through to the end.”
------
As the months slid
by, it was obvious to Silas that Amp was as talented in the art of killing as
any he had trained. Secretly he wondered if he could defeat her on a one-on-one
battle. He hoped it would never come to that.
It had been close to a year when Morgan invited Amp to
his personal quarters, Amp finding Silas and Amy waiting for her as she entered
the living room. After greetings, Amp took a seat, hoping with all her heart
that Morgan was going to go to war with her.
“I have a proposal for you, Amp, and you have all the
time to think about it you want. First of all, we’ve been doing an in depth
workup of Beryl Wilson’s business dealings. He is involved in several shady
enterprises, things that should be shut down for the betterment of everybody
concerned. But he also has a few very lucrative investments, and his annual
gross earnings from these dealings are roughly 15 million dollars. That’s not
chicken feed…rather impressive for someone of Wilson’s sort.”
Amp was amazed that the Alaskan vampire lord had
legitimate businesses. He was a blight on the race, a dishonor to all vampires,
and she was anticipating Morgan’s offer of a takeover; and death to the Wilson
tribe.
“Now my proposal is this, Amp, and
please think about it carefully. Silas feels that your accelerated
training has brought tremendous results. He has recommended that you join the
warrior class of our coven, and continue working with him, not as a trainee,
but as an instructor. He feels your talent could greatly benefit our coven.”
Amp was trying to follow the conversation, was pleased
that Silas thought highly of her fighting ability, but the conversation was
taking on a very careful tone. She had a forbearance of bad news.
“I know your hope was that this coven would go to war with
you against Wilson, Amp. We talked about it, the costs in money, in lives, and
the trouble of running the Wilson business in Alaska. We have
decided…unanimously…that we are not willing to fight that fight. My offer
instead is that you join our team, our family and that you take your place here
as a warrior, therefore giving you a stable home, protection, and a sound
foundation for your future.”
Her voice was calm and perfectly clear despite the inner turmoil
and disappointment.
“No thank you, Lord Morgan. I told you when the time was
right, I would be returning to Alaska to deal with Wilson. I appreciate your generous
offer and your kind hospitality for the past year, but I’ll be leaving soon.
I’ve got work to do, and then I’m going to complete my obligation.”
Lord Morgan spoke in a resigned tone. “I’m sorry to hear
that, Amp…but certainly not
don’t want to lose you. Friends like you don’t come around often.”
“Then go with me,” she said.
“I go where I’m told to go, you already know that,” he
said, smiling warmly at her. “If I was a loner, I’d jump at it. I love a good
fight, and I love you like the sister I never had. I think you better prepare
yourself for Morgan’s decision. Knowing the way he does business, I think the
odds are long that he’ll send anyone to Alaska. Everything in this coven is
based on economics, and if the projected bottom line doesn’t justify the
output, it’s not going to happen. Emotions play a very small part in Morgan’s
decisions. Just stay here with us…with me. We can have a great time, doing just
what we’re doing.”
The conversation was taking a melancholy direction, and
Amp felt it down to her bones. Sadly she looked into Silas’ eyes, knowing that
she was going to lose another friend soon.
“I love you, Silas. You’re a good…no, a great friend. And
I am so tempted to stay here with you, just fight and party and be with you
forever. But my heart is driven to finish this thing, and that’s what I’m going
to do. Don’t ever think it’s easy to give you up. But I’ve got an obligation,
and I’m seeing it through to the end.”
------
As the months slid
by, it was obvious to Silas that Amp was as talented in the art of killing as
any he had trained. Secretly he wondered if he could defeat her on a one-on-one
battle. He hoped it would never come to that.
It had been close to a year when Morgan invited Amp to
his personal quarters, Amp finding Silas and Amy waiting for her as she entered
the living room. After greetings, Amp took a seat, hoping with all her heart
that Morgan was going to go to war with her.
“I have a proposal for you, Amp, and you have all the
time to think about it you want. First of all, we’ve been doing an in depth
workup of Beryl Wilson’s business dealings. He is involved in several shady
enterprises, things that should be shut down for the betterment of everybody
concerned. But he also has a few very lucrative investments, and his annual
gross earnings from these dealings are roughly 15 million dollars. That’s not
chicken feed…rather impressive for someone of Wilson’s sort.”
Amp was amazed that the Alaskan vampire lord had
legitimate businesses. He was a blight on the race, a dishonor to all vampires,
and she was anticipating Morgan’s offer of a takeover; and death to the Wilson
tribe.
“Now my proposal is this, Amp, and
please think about it carefully. Silas feels that your accelerated
training has brought tremendous results. He has recommended that you join the
warrior class of our coven, and continue working with him, not as a trainee,
but as an instructor. He feels your talent could greatly benefit our coven.”
Amp was trying to follow the conversation, was pleased
that Silas thought highly of her fighting ability, but the conversation was
taking on a very careful tone. She had a forbearance of bad news.
“I know your hope was that this coven would go to war with
you against Wilson, Amp. We talked about it, the costs in money, in lives, and
the trouble of running the Wilson business in Alaska. We have
decided…unanimously…that we are not willing to fight that fight. My offer
instead is that you join our team, our family and that you take your place here
as a warrior, therefore giving you a stable home, protection, and a sound
foundation for your future.”
Her voice was calm and perfectly clear despite the inner turmoil
and disappointment.
“No thank you, Lord Morgan. I told you when the time was
right, I would be returning to Alaska to deal with Wilson. I appreciate your generous
offer and your kind hospitality for the past year, but I’ll be leaving soon.
I’ve got work to do, and then I’m going to complete my obligation.”
Lord Morgan spoke in a resigned tone. “I’m sorry to hear
that, Amp…but certainly not
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