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could find was the bar. For obvious reasons, but it was the only place that didn't exclusively remind him of her. The bar was full of college students, who seemed to be home for fall break. Many of the girls approached him, but he rebuffed them all and after a while they got the hint. He wasn't going to be one of their hormone fueled projects. Not unless the police wanted to find their bloated bodies in the river next week.
When a vampire sat next to him at the bar, he rolled his eyes. This was a very familiar scene, wasn't it? This was how their trouble had began all those months ago. He bet that whoever it was, wasn't just here for the delectable college girls. Glancing out the corner of his eye, he took in the vampire who was staring at him, waiting for a response.
The man who sat beside him was heavily built, broad shouldered and imposing. His black curly hair was cropped short and his wide set eyes were such a dark brown, they could easily be mistaken as black. As he reached out and took the glass the bartender placed in front of him, he noticed that his forearms were densely muscled, which meant that he was either a soldier or a laborer when he was human, used to bearing heavy loads. On second glance, he had a hard face that couldn't easily be read.
Zac glared up at the vampire, cocking his head, "And who the fuck are you?"
The vampire smirked at the cold reception and proclaimed smoothly, "Marcellus Caelius Regulus."
As Zac's expression changed into one of surprise, Regulus laughed. "I see my reputation has preceded me. But of course you've heard the stories. Aeriaya would have told you much, I presume."
He sighed loudly and took a large mouthful of scotch, irritated at the Roman's fishing. "She's not here."
"I know," he said smoothly.
"Then what the fuck do you want?"
"I'm looking for Zachary Degaud," he said, prodding him.
"Well, you've found him. And I'll ask again. What the fuck do you want ?"
"Ahhh, so you're Victoria's pet. I thought as much," he said knowingly, assessing the young vampire. "She had a romantic view of immortality. So much so, she neglected to ponder on the cost. If you follow."
"I gather you're the asshole that changed her and let her ruin my life," Zac sneered at the founder, not caring if he pissed him off or not.
Regulus laughed at this and nodded. Well that was just fantastic. There was two degrees of separation from the biggest ass of all time.
The Roman leant forward in his chair and looked him square in the eye. "She sent me word of you, before her head was ripped off. I hear your bloodlust is somewhat legendary."
Zac snorted, scowling at the memories his words dragged up to the surface and turned back to his drink.
"She was quite annoying, you know. Had it in her that she was in love with me," Regulus scoffed. "Absurd, really, since I was using her and all. But you know how women are."
Zac shook his head and looked away. That story sounded familiar.
"You know she was a witch before I turned her." When Zac looked at him surprised he said, "I see Aeriaya neglected to let you in on that little tidbit. I wonder what else she forgot to tell you?"
"If you're here to gloat Regulus, don't bother."
"I don't need to gloat , Zachary. My being here is simply a means to an end. That end is none of your business. The end that I do want to know about is the one you helped Aeriaya give to my brother. Both of them."
"Caius was an amateur and Arturius was a brute who stupidly relied on his strength. He was as idiotic as they come. He deserved to die."
"If we're talking about people who deserve things, then perhaps you deserve to die for murdering your maker. Or all those poor helpless humans you drained so you could go on living."
Zac clutched the edge of the bar, his fingers denting the wood as he tried to control his temper. "Then you deserve to die just as much as I."
"Funny thing about life," Regulus cocked his head, eyes twinkling. "Sometimes you just never get what you
When a vampire sat next to him at the bar, he rolled his eyes. This was a very familiar scene, wasn't it? This was how their trouble had began all those months ago. He bet that whoever it was, wasn't just here for the delectable college girls. Glancing out the corner of his eye, he took in the vampire who was staring at him, waiting for a response.
The man who sat beside him was heavily built, broad shouldered and imposing. His black curly hair was cropped short and his wide set eyes were such a dark brown, they could easily be mistaken as black. As he reached out and took the glass the bartender placed in front of him, he noticed that his forearms were densely muscled, which meant that he was either a soldier or a laborer when he was human, used to bearing heavy loads. On second glance, he had a hard face that couldn't easily be read.
Zac glared up at the vampire, cocking his head, "And who the fuck are you?"
The vampire smirked at the cold reception and proclaimed smoothly, "Marcellus Caelius Regulus."
As Zac's expression changed into one of surprise, Regulus laughed. "I see my reputation has preceded me. But of course you've heard the stories. Aeriaya would have told you much, I presume."
He sighed loudly and took a large mouthful of scotch, irritated at the Roman's fishing. "She's not here."
"I know," he said smoothly.
"Then what the fuck do you want?"
"I'm looking for Zachary Degaud," he said, prodding him.
"Well, you've found him. And I'll ask again. What the fuck do you want ?"
"Ahhh, so you're Victoria's pet. I thought as much," he said knowingly, assessing the young vampire. "She had a romantic view of immortality. So much so, she neglected to ponder on the cost. If you follow."
"I gather you're the asshole that changed her and let her ruin my life," Zac sneered at the founder, not caring if he pissed him off or not.
Regulus laughed at this and nodded. Well that was just fantastic. There was two degrees of separation from the biggest ass of all time.
The Roman leant forward in his chair and looked him square in the eye. "She sent me word of you, before her head was ripped off. I hear your bloodlust is somewhat legendary."
Zac snorted, scowling at the memories his words dragged up to the surface and turned back to his drink.
"She was quite annoying, you know. Had it in her that she was in love with me," Regulus scoffed. "Absurd, really, since I was using her and all. But you know how women are."
Zac shook his head and looked away. That story sounded familiar.
"You know she was a witch before I turned her." When Zac looked at him surprised he said, "I see Aeriaya neglected to let you in on that little tidbit. I wonder what else she forgot to tell you?"
"If you're here to gloat Regulus, don't bother."
"I don't need to gloat , Zachary. My being here is simply a means to an end. That end is none of your business. The end that I do want to know about is the one you helped Aeriaya give to my brother. Both of them."
"Caius was an amateur and Arturius was a brute who stupidly relied on his strength. He was as idiotic as they come. He deserved to die."
"If we're talking about people who deserve things, then perhaps you deserve to die for murdering your maker. Or all those poor helpless humans you drained so you could go on living."
Zac clutched the edge of the bar, his fingers denting the wood as he tried to control his temper. "Then you deserve to die just as much as I."
"Funny thing about life," Regulus cocked his head, eyes twinkling. "Sometimes you just never get what you
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