Dracula's Daughter

Disclaimer: I don’t own the song I use in this story.
Author’s Notes: ~is the song~ *flash backs, kinda*
Chapter 8: Karaoke and Cryptic Messages

Caritas
July 8, 5pm local
L.A, CA.
Venka’s POV

It’s 5pm now, I’ve spent the past few hours just driving around trying to cool off, it’s not working too well. I’ve stopped outside of a demon bar, it’s a karaoke bar of all things. This might be interesting, so I park and head inside, neat, there are runes over the door showing that you can’t fight in the bar, smart move on the owners part. The bouncer lets me in and I walk over to the bar wincing at the demon sing “Under the Sea” very off key, ugh. I sit down and order a bottle of vodka, maybe if I get drunk I’ll cool off, if not maybe the alcohol will drown out the awful singing. As I take a sip a green demon with red horns and wearing a eye smarting outfit walks up to me, I look him over and sensing no threat I just nod him, not really in the mood to talk. The demon introduces himself as Lorne the Host of this little place, I just say “Hi” and down a bit of the vodka. The guy sits down and I resign myself to talking to the guy, oh joy.

Lorne tells me he can read auras and tell people a bit of their future when they sing which makes me wince and comment that it must be killer when they can’t sing. I get a grin at that as he tells me that yeah it hurts when they can’t sing. I just nod to him wondering why the guy is bugging me. I find out, he asks me to sing for him, I don’t know singing really isn’t my thing, and do I really want to know my future? That and when I think about it the last time I sung, not counting being drunk off my ass, was when Isabella was alive, she loved it when I sang, just thinking about it hurts, you’d think as long as it’s been it would stop hurting…guess not.

I sigh but agree and head on to the stage. I look through the music trying to pick a song, not a easy feat I must say, like I said singing isn’t my thing. I guess it’s because I’ve been thinking about Bella I finally pick Nickelback’s “Savin‘ Me”, it fits what I was thinking the night she died as well as at this moment. As I sing I flash back to my time with my Bella.

~Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you
Well I'm terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can't hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin'~

*Me standing there dripping blood as Isabella stares, I‘ve just slain my own kind, I think that surprised her.*

~Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me ~

*The two of us sparing as Jean-Claude watches.*

~Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
And all I see is you
These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin' ~

*Watching my heart sleep one night in our camp in a field outside of Paris.*

~Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me ~

*Holding Bella as she cries over Jean-Claude’s death, not really understanding why she cries but holding her nothing less.*

~Hurry I'm fallin'~

The song ends and I walk over to Lorne, for some reason he is giving me an odd look, I wonder why, I just look at him waiting for him so say something. He finally talks saying my aura is kinda odd, a combination of grays, greens , nearly black purples and dark blues, along with saying very cryptically “You will meet those you have known yet you will not know them till the last.”. What ever the hell that means. He also tells me to watch how I deal with Dracula saying if I handle him wrong I’ll end up on a dark path. Ohh..scary, nothing new there mate, I just snort and tell him ok. I’m not in the mood to stay any longer so I walkout the door after paying for my drinks telling Lorne that I’d see him later, much later. I get on my bike with a muttered “I hate cryptic messages, Lorne is nearly as bad as that damn demon Whistler.”

The End.
What ya think? And I know the song is kinda sappy for Venka but it fits and it’s the only one I have the lyrics to.