Anna-Marie.”
Marquis looks at his son and smiles.
“Anna-Marie?”
“Yes , Anna-Marie. She is the lady I told you about. I have made contact with her today. Hopefully, I will have answers soon.”
“That will be good. I pray she doesn’t know too much already.”
“Well, it turns out her boyfriend was a victim of the supposed animal attacks that have been going on. Obviously, we know it was no animal. But because of that, I think she has gotten curious after she heard about other reports of the same attacks. She seems to be pretty smart, but lonely. I think if she has a distraction she will calm down with all her curiousness.”
“Hmmm . . . that may work. What do you plan to do?”
“I’m not one hundred percent sure yet. So far we are becoming friends because of our common los s.”
“So , she bought the story, I assume?”
Alessandro talked to his father briefly earlier in the week to let him know what he was pl anning to do.
“Yes, I think she wanted someone she could relate to , so this should be pretty simple.”
“Well done , my boy.” Marquis stands to leave, and then turns back to Alessandro. “Alessandro, spend some time with this girl. Of course, to do your job, but also so you can be around a human. You haven’t been able to really experience your human side, even though your mother tried so hard to make you.”
“Father , really, I never had a desire to.”
“I know you say that, but one thing I have learned from meeting your mother is that there is far more to this life th an being a warrior.”
“But dad, mom isn’t even here anymore. I see you grieve for her, even still. Can you honestly say the decades of grief are worth it?”
“Son, I’d do it again in a heartbeat. She will always my jewel.” Marquis smiles. “Her parents had it right by naming her Gemma, meaning jewel in Italian.”
Marquis slaps his son on the shoulder and walks out of the chapel. Alessandro watches his father leave then turns to stare at the statue of their goddess , Ameretat, the goddess of immortality, in the front of the chapel.
It seems like an insane notion to want to endure such pain and torment for the rest of his damned life, or for god only knows how long, before he had the good grace to finally die.
“No , thank you,” Alessandro says to the statue and gets up and leaves the chapel, as well. As he walks through the door, he runs into Michael.
“Hey , Ales! What have you been up to all day?”
“Hey , Michael. I’ve been out working on my new project.”
“Da mn, I never see you around anymore. Dude, you missed it. I scored a fine hottie last night at Styx.”
They had been frequent visitors at Club Styx since they moved back here a few months ago. It is a shady, but hot club to go to in downtown Wilmington, which is perfect for them.
“I’m supposed to be meeting up with her later tonight if you w anna come.”
“You don’t have to ask twice.”
“Awesome, I’ll meet you upstairs in a couple hours, okay?”
“Alright , man.”
8
The line into Styx is long as usual. For a seedy spot , the place is well known and always packed. They walk to the head of the line past all of the patiently waiting people. The door man notices the cut and puts his hand up to stop them.
“Sorry , boys, you gotta wait your turn like everyone else.”
Alessandro looks at Michael and smiles slyly then looks at the hulk of a man in the eyes as his own eyes darken even further, changing from brown to black as if his pupils expanded to cover his entire eye, “No, you will let us by, now.”
With a little help of the power of persuasion, which they inherited from their fathers, Alessandro compels the door man to do what he wants and he waves them by.
Michael laughs and slaps Alessandro on the back as they walk past the door man who is none
Marquis looks at his son and smiles.
“Anna-Marie?”
“Yes , Anna-Marie. She is the lady I told you about. I have made contact with her today. Hopefully, I will have answers soon.”
“That will be good. I pray she doesn’t know too much already.”
“Well, it turns out her boyfriend was a victim of the supposed animal attacks that have been going on. Obviously, we know it was no animal. But because of that, I think she has gotten curious after she heard about other reports of the same attacks. She seems to be pretty smart, but lonely. I think if she has a distraction she will calm down with all her curiousness.”
“Hmmm . . . that may work. What do you plan to do?”
“I’m not one hundred percent sure yet. So far we are becoming friends because of our common los s.”
“So , she bought the story, I assume?”
Alessandro talked to his father briefly earlier in the week to let him know what he was pl anning to do.
“Yes, I think she wanted someone she could relate to , so this should be pretty simple.”
“Well done , my boy.” Marquis stands to leave, and then turns back to Alessandro. “Alessandro, spend some time with this girl. Of course, to do your job, but also so you can be around a human. You haven’t been able to really experience your human side, even though your mother tried so hard to make you.”
“Father , really, I never had a desire to.”
“I know you say that, but one thing I have learned from meeting your mother is that there is far more to this life th an being a warrior.”
“But dad, mom isn’t even here anymore. I see you grieve for her, even still. Can you honestly say the decades of grief are worth it?”
“Son, I’d do it again in a heartbeat. She will always my jewel.” Marquis smiles. “Her parents had it right by naming her Gemma, meaning jewel in Italian.”
Marquis slaps his son on the shoulder and walks out of the chapel. Alessandro watches his father leave then turns to stare at the statue of their goddess , Ameretat, the goddess of immortality, in the front of the chapel.
It seems like an insane notion to want to endure such pain and torment for the rest of his damned life, or for god only knows how long, before he had the good grace to finally die.
“No , thank you,” Alessandro says to the statue and gets up and leaves the chapel, as well. As he walks through the door, he runs into Michael.
“Hey , Ales! What have you been up to all day?”
“Hey , Michael. I’ve been out working on my new project.”
“Da mn, I never see you around anymore. Dude, you missed it. I scored a fine hottie last night at Styx.”
They had been frequent visitors at Club Styx since they moved back here a few months ago. It is a shady, but hot club to go to in downtown Wilmington, which is perfect for them.
“I’m supposed to be meeting up with her later tonight if you w anna come.”
“You don’t have to ask twice.”
“Awesome, I’ll meet you upstairs in a couple hours, okay?”
“Alright , man.”
8
The line into Styx is long as usual. For a seedy spot , the place is well known and always packed. They walk to the head of the line past all of the patiently waiting people. The door man notices the cut and puts his hand up to stop them.
“Sorry , boys, you gotta wait your turn like everyone else.”
Alessandro looks at Michael and smiles slyly then looks at the hulk of a man in the eyes as his own eyes darken even further, changing from brown to black as if his pupils expanded to cover his entire eye, “No, you will let us by, now.”
With a little help of the power of persuasion, which they inherited from their fathers, Alessandro compels the door man to do what he wants and he waves them by.
Michael laughs and slaps Alessandro on the back as they walk past the door man who is none
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