*'Sanctuary' for Us *

Ashley struggled with the two personalities that inhabited her soma. Memories of her life as Ashley of her mother, her father and all the horrors attached to that mixed with those of her Tudor life as Melaven. How she had sought refuge from the King’s men by hiding in the crypt at St Peter ad Vincula only to become food for Roger de Blythe, a vampire she fell in love with. How he had promised her eternal life as he implanted his venom and how when her own craving for blood got out of control he betrayed her to Wolsey’s men and himself plunged the stake deep into her heart.

She recalled how with her dying breath she had promised revenge and cursed the Tudor Dynasty. “Within a generation no one of that blood line will sit on the Throne of England!” Her words had come true yet she had slept soundly until the warmth of blood had brought part of her back to life.

Luckily for her few people believed in vampires in the twenty first century. True, movies like Twilight and TV series like the Vampire Diaries had promoted the subject as popular tales but no one really believed they existed.

Waiting outside a gymnasium dressed in short tennis clothes Ashley saw John Halifax, Britain’s best hope in generations for the Wimbledon title. Approaching him, engaging him in conversation and holding his mind in her hypnotic gaze Halifax soon invited her into his Ferrari Convertible where they drove to his home in St George’s Hill Surrey.

The sex was amazing as both reached climax after climax. Eventually Halifax begged to be allowed to sleep and as he slept Ashley used her fangs to break the flesh of his neck and drained his body of blood. The action was so swift the victim couldn’t even cry out in horror, instead he jerked twice before lying back dead.

Invigorated by the energy of the living blood Ashley made her way out of the complex, past the guard who she seductively smiled at and onto the open road. She didn’t realise her image was again captured by CCTV and would soon be on the front page of every newspaper.
 
Henry

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She was willing to help him. Magnus was helping him control who he was. But Isis was offering something so much more that Magnus never could. He wondered what she could show him.
“I would like that very much. I’d love to embrace who I am a little more. Magnus has been helping me suppress and accept what I am. You are saying you can help me become more I think. And I want to find out.”

Will
Will saw Helen came out in the towel out of the shower. He kept forgetting how attractive she was. He heard her ask for clothing and while his knowledge of women’s sizes was limited. He nodded at her request and quickly went searching for her request. He heard the words anything would be fine, so he was safe. He hurried as best he could not wanting to have her wait too long in the room in a towel.
He returned with clothes he knew she wouldn’t agree in style but she did say anything.
“Here best I could find.”
He threw the clothes on the bed and politely turned around to let her change.
“So I also brought back some tea.” And he tried to make the tea to her liking. Again, trying to match the chivalry levels she’s used to in the 1800’s.
 
Will
Will saw Helen came out in the towel out of the shower. He kept forgetting how attractive she was. He heard her ask for clothing and while his knowledge of women’s sizes was limited. He nodded at her request and quickly went searching for her request. He heard the words anything would be fine, so he was safe. He hurried as best he could not wanting to have her wait too long in the room in a towel.
He returned with clothes he knew she wouldn’t agree in style but she did say anything.
“Here best I could find.”
He threw the clothes on the bed and politely turned around to let her change.
“So I also brought back some tea.” And he tried to make the tea to her liking. Again, trying to match the chivalry levels she’s used to in the 1800’s.

A large men's t-shirt which had a rather rude joke printed on it in Scottish Gaelic...but it was something. The other item was the proper size and gender, anyway, but it was an orange summer dress with yellow daisies printed all over it, rather garish but at least a possibility for tomorrow, thought Helen, grimacing when she took it.

She looked up to ensure Will's back was turned before dropping the towel and shrugging into the t-shirt which was big enough to be like a roomy nightie on her. It was too bad there were no panties but, then again, she couldn't imagine sending Will out on an errand of having to find underwear for her...Helen blushed at the notion. It was just far too personal for this stage in their relationship, whatever it was at the moment.

"Ah, tea. Yes, perfect. Thank you, Will." she said, joining him at the end of the bed, noting he'd also managed to scrounge up a really atrocious looking set of sweatpants and the same horrible t-shirt, presumably for himself. She noted a pub's logo on the back of it when she turned his over in her hands and shook her head with a smile, "This terrible pub must be nearby." she guessed.

He nodded, "Just across the street, actually. The other stuff has been in the lost and found here since the 1990's." he said and she wondered if it was a joke or true. Looking at the dress she chuckled, thinking it likely was true.

"Well, thanks. It's indeed better than nothing at all..." her voice trailed off as she imagined him as she'd seen him early this afternoon and had to banish the thought from her mind lest she get overheated...perhaps nothing at all was preferable in some situations. Will had quite a fit physique...But, Helen had to admit, tired as she was, maybe not just now. She sipped her tea politely and tried not to imagine Will as naked as she'd seen him earlier that same day.
 
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Isis smiled to Henry as she stood there watching his expression and eyes. Seeing him light up at the prospect of someone able to help him learn and him not being alone in this needing to suppress his transformations... his excitement brought a smile to her lips.

Yes Henry I can help you and I would love to. When would you want to begin? We would need lots of space... My home in the wild lands would be fine or if you need to stay close to Sanctuary The med cells should suffice.

Being around another HEP she seemed to forget that "decency" required she hold the smock closed around her like a robe as it fell open a little as she stood there.
 
Big Guy heard the news on BBC Radio 5 and shook his head. The Newsreader said “The world of sport has been rocked by the second mysterious death of a superstar in forty eight hours. Wimbledon seed John Halifax was found dead in his surrey mansion this morning. Police want to question a blonde woman who in tennis whites who was seen leaving the complex last night.”

Rushing to his iphone Big Guy punched in the BBC web site and stared at the CCTV image. It was the same girl! Somehow he had to get his concerns to Helen if only to warn her.
 
Henry
“When to begin? Wow, ummm. Well I would need to talk to the Doc first to get some time off if we’re going to need some big open spaces. Here at Sanctuary we’re big, but not as big as you are implying. Speaking of the Doc, we havn’t heard from her. She’s in Scotland with the team and she hasn’t checked in. They’re a little overdue. I wonder what happened?”

Will
They finished their tea and crawled into bed. The night passing on. Will tried to get comfortable but couldn’t. He could hear every breath she made. Everything she did, he constantly focused on it. She shifted the blankets. He noticed. She accidently grazed his hand with hers, he felt it. Her toes scratching her leg when there was an itch, he felt it. He couldn’t believe this. In the same bed as Helen. All she had was the t shirt. Should he move in? Everything in him said no but his body began to move. He gently moved up to her and attempted to spoon into her back.
 
Isis

When they do check in Henry... Don't let anyone say anything to Helen about my being here... I want to surprise her.

She smiled and just could not tear her eyes away from his for now.

I... I should see if I can find anything to wear other than this lab smock.

She pondered taking on her fully feline form but she did not want to freak him out even more.
 
Henry
“When to begin? Wow, ummm. Well I would need to talk to the Doc first to get some time off if we’re going to need some big open spaces. Here at Sanctuary we’re big, but not as big as you are implying. Speaking of the Doc, we havn’t heard from her. She’s in Scotland with the team and she hasn’t checked in. They’re a little overdue. I wonder what happened?”

Will
They finished their tea and crawled into bed. The night passing on. Will tried to get comfortable but couldn’t. He could hear every breath she made. Everything she did, he constantly focused on it. She shifted the blankets. He noticed. She accidently grazed his hand with hers, he felt it. Her toes scratching her leg when there was an itch, he felt it. He couldn’t believe this. In the same bed as Helen. All she had was the t shirt. Should he move in? Everything in him said no but his body began to move. He gently moved up to her and attempted to spoon into her back.


Scotland:

Helen couldn't sleep. It had taken a little while before they'd gotten comfortable. She finally drifted off for a bit with Will's arm beneath her neck as she lie on her left side and he spooned behind her. It hadn't been something planned but it was what was working.

But, later...Helen awoke to the sensation of breathing in her ear and a definite feeling of male unconscious arousal poking at her backside through Will's sweatpants. She shifted to her back, still pinned beneath his right arm lying heavily around her waist, looking directly into his face she could see he was asleep. A small snore from him made her chuckle and gently kiss the tip of his nose before disengaging herself from his grasp. He stayed asleep. The poor man was tuckered out from such an eventful day, Helen mused.

She rose and stretched, surprised she wasn't more tired considering the day and the fact that she'd only slept a couple of hours. It was three thirty in the morning and she was wide awake and uncomfortable remaining beside someone who she wasn't sure would be just a co worker and friend for much longer. The fact that everyone she ever loved eventually got outlived by her was a heavy burden on her mind as she thought of how young Will was but that soon he'd be an old man and she'd be the same as she always was, in the blink of an eye...

With a sigh she opened the laptop Will had had the sense to have delivered to the room. She decided to write to Henry explaining the day's events, the plane crash, the hidden island, the problem with the inhabitants there and their civil war, the need for good negotiators there, the situation with Nessie in the stronghold in Scotland...everything.

She then set to work on researching both new problems and had gotten so intent on her work she hadn't heard Will awaken until she felt his hands on her shoulders, massaging gently as his groggy voice spoke her name. Why did he suddenly give her the sort of chills that made her worry the smooth, polished wood chair she occupied would be slick with her own arousal when she left it? Helen mused to herself, sighing and sitting back to try to relax against the hands working her tense shoulders and neck. "I woke you, I'm sorry. I don't know why I couldn't sleep."
 
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The Sun

29th April 2013

Is This the Face of a Serial Killer?

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Following the deaths of two of Britain’s most promising sporting stars, football’s Kieran Warr and Wimbledon hopeful John Halifax Police issued the following photograph of a woman they want to question in connection with both deaths. Detective Chief Inspector David Lobb of Surrey Police warned “Any member of the public who knows anything about her identity or whereabouts are asked to contact the special Freephone hotline on 0500 123456. The suspect is believed to be extremely dangerous and under no circumstances is she to be approached. Meanwhile I would appeal to the young lady in the photograph to hand herself in to the police. If she is innocent we can then eliminate her from our enquiries.”

Local historian Elizabeth Rice said “I have recently investigated some mysterious activities in this area in the early 16th century when local people believed there was a vampire on the loose. We know such creatures do not exist but it would appear the killer, whoever he or she is, wants to give the impression that this is the work of a vampire. It’s extremely worrying.”

Meanwhile local ‘odd ball’ Phil Sucket said “A Vampire haunted this area back in Tudor times and she has returned to destroy us.”
 
The Sun

29th April 2013

Is This the Face of a Serial Killer?

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Following the deaths of two of Britain’s most promising sporting stars, football’s Kieran Warr and Wimbledon hopeful John Halifax Police issued the following photograph of a woman they want to question in connection with both deaths. Detective Chief Inspector David Lobb of Surrey Police warned “Any member of the public who knows anything about her identity or whereabouts are asked to contact the special Freephone hotline on 0500 123456. The suspect is believed to be extremely dangerous and under no circumstances is she to be approached. Meanwhile I would appeal to the young lady in the photograph to hand herself in to the police. If she is innocent we can then eliminate her from our enquiries.”

Local historian Elizabeth Rice said “I have recently investigated some mysterious activities in this area in the early 16th century when local people believed there was a vampire on the loose. We know such creatures do not exist but it would appear the killer, whoever he or she is, wants to give the impression that this is the work of a vampire. It’s extremely worrying.”

Meanwhile local ‘odd ball’ Phil Sucket said “A Vampire haunted this area back in Tudor times and she has returned to destroy us.”


Outside of my fictional character. Had E Mail discussions with YL. This is a joint posting

Big Guy read the newspaper reports with deep concern. All his fears were confirmed and he wondered what he could do. Ashley was back, there was no doubt about that. Yet it was not the Ashley he knew, this one seemed to be evil and had to be stopped. Kate would know what to do, he would have to find her and seek her advice.

Suddenly there was a rush of air and a scorching feeling and standing in front of him was Ashley, or something that looked like Ashley. Tensing his muscles ready for a possible fight he said “I was expecting you after what I’ve just read.” He threw the newspaper at her and heard her laugh. “If you need help, we’ll help. But I promise you now, harm your mother’s project and I’ll destroy you.”

Ashley made a move to hit at Big Guy but he was too quick for her lifting her with his left hand and throwing her against the stone wall. With his right hand he grabbed a piece of wood that would make an improvised stake which he pressed against Ashley’s chest, held it back and was about to thrust through the vampire’s heart. “Surrender? SURRENDER?” Big Guy asked making sure his victim knew she had only seconds to live if she refused.

“Please! … No!” said Ashley as she looked for mercy through frightened eyes. “I don’t mean to harm any of you. Please don’t kill me.”

“I must be mad” said the simian “but I believe you, I don’t know why. Tell me what you need and I’ll get it for you. Only no more killing.” Ashley nodded agreement and Big Guy helped her to her feet. “Don’t make me regret this decision.” He made certain she was comfortable before saying “Now let me think what I’m going to do with you.”
 
Kate had taken off after the Pizza arrived. She knew that Big guy was preoccupied with the whole Ashley thing and Henry was working with Isis so she would go see if she could get answers on her own... its really when she did her best work... at least as far as she was concerned.

A note left behind.

Henry, Big Guy, Isis,

Here are some pizzas for everyone I had to get out for a bit be back later have a radio on me. Save me some pizza....

Kate


Yeah normally Big guy might have worried or Henry would have tried to talk her out of it till others could go with her but this was too perfect both of them were busy. She quickly headed down through town till she came to the warehouse and hopping from the truck.

Riz sat there waiting for her with body guards as she walked over shooting both of them with stunners as she then grabbed the mousy rat of living being.

Two questions... One...Whats up with the Calisar hounds? I know you can talk to yours and I am sure it knows whats going on with its kind...

K...Kate... my...my friend good to see you hows the boss... Can talk better... breathing...

She loosened up her grip on his neck and leveled the stunner at him flipping the little switch on it just in case killing any of them became required.

He coughed a little and then looked to the ancient looking beast beside him as it looked to him.

Something attacked the little pack here... tore them all up pretty badly... some of their numbers might have gone a little crazy... and caught the attention of the Psycho bitch cat living out in the wildlands.

Kate watched him revealing nothing that she knew.

Question two... Where are the rest of the Calisar hounds?

You and Magnus don't need to worry yourselves with that Kate... They will get the help and homes they need...

Her grip tightened and the little being coughed...

Right they will be delivered to the Sanctuary as soon as possible for their own protection there are only 3 left two young and a female so all docile.

Kate nodded

I will oversee their delivery so... lets go... Now!
 
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Ashley gathered her thoughts together and for a moment thought of using her teleport powers but the Melaven side of her nature feared a male function that could possibly cause further distrust in Big Guy. She sensed he didn’t want to kill her, she doubted if he could harm a fly unless it threatened those he cared for. And he would definitely view Ashley as a threat. It was probably time to come clean to someone.

“I need to see my mother” she said softly “I’m scared. Terrified! I don’t want to kill! Help me!”
 
--back finally sorry all for the delay--

“Magnus…..Helen. “He said as he began to rub his hands into her shoulders. They were solid oak almost. All that work and she never relaxed. It was fun to work with her of course, but he really never her saw anytime when she just relaxed. He really had to work his hands into the knots and such as he tried to lure her away from the work.
“Take a minute. Everything is under control. London has this right now. We can relax. You’ve updated henry it looks like. “ Will stopped massaging with the left hand and slowly ever so slowly reached over her left shoulder to the laptop screen and closed it shut.”There. Much better.” And went back to massaging her neck and shoulders.
 
Scotland:

Helen sighed, at first frustrated at the computer being summarily shut down by Will but soon his hands were magically working out all of the stress from months of worry and stress. She couldn't stay annoyed with him for long. He was far too caring and sweet. She let herself enjoy the massage and the moment of peace, this sigh was a pleased one.

Will's self-satisfied smirk made her realize she'd revealed too much, letting her guard down was so rare but necessary at this point. She turned her head to gaze up into his eyes over her left shoulder, "Doctor Zimmerman...I do believe this might be more effective on that bed, yes?" she asked, her crooked, dimpled smile telling him her serious professionalism was mocked at this moment. She rose to lie down on the bed, curious if he'd be willing to follow her lead.
 
“If you’re looking for my professional opinion Dr.Magnus, why yes. This might be more effective on the bed.” Will said quite boldly and followed the smile and the mocked professionalism attitude with his own version. He grabbed her by the hand gently and walked with her to the edge of the bed. “Dr. It seems you need a more astute examination and I must request that you remove your top for me to be thorough..” Continuing the banter.
 
Scotland:

"Doctor!"
Helen gasped at his boldness and as she spread out onto the bed, careful to keep the shirt on and down far enough to cover her bottom, she commented, "Cheeky bugger!"

Given his position, standing behind the foot of the bed she also moved her left hand to tug at the hem of the shirt once more, "Just in case...you men and your bright ideas..." she teased, "...a girl's got quite a chore in protecting her decency around men like yourself." she said with a soft chuckle.
 
He realized now that there was nothing at all under that shirt except Helen’s bare skin. He took a moment to process that and then smile at the thought. He moved onto the bed, his jogging pants not doing a good job of hiding his true intentions. “Well your decency had been lost I’m afraid my dear Doctor. I’m trying to find it.” He reached for the hem of the shirt and missed but found the two cheeks of flesh that were her bum. He froze for a small second at the realization of where his hands were and took a moment to feel her soft and supple 158 year old skin. God she felt good he thought. But if they continued down this path would this impact them in the future he wondered, it would, but how. Ah screw it…
He began moving his hands into her flesh of her bum in a massage like fashion.
 
Yet another gasp from Helen, this one truly surprised. She hadn't been expecting him to be so bold. But, then again, he'd already laid out his true feelings on the plane earlier, hadn't he? And, here she was leading him on. How could she dare be shocked that he'd take her up on her unspoken offer now?

Biting her bottom lip she tried to maintain composure. Remembering their game she managed to breathe out a small, "Doctor...quite an unorthodox method...of physiotherapy..." before she felt the weight of him on the bed, his knees straddling her body, and she had to turn over to look up at him. What was his expression? Where would they take this now that they'd crossed the line?

She rolled over, his tented pants poked at her enough that the hem of the shirt rose a bit with it, revealing the very edge of something tantalizing, a soft light chestnut curl of well trimmed nether hair...

Helen's eyes sought Will's and she saw what he was feeling so clearly there in their slate blue depths. Her mouth opened and closed without words to express what she felt in the moment. Finally, she opened again to whisper his name, "Will, are you sure you want this?" she asked, not just meaning the sexual relationship which would most definitely complicate the work relationship and tenuous bonds of friendship they'd built through the past three years but also the sorrow of growing old and watching her never change. It was painful for her to lose everyone she ever loved this way and she imagined so many never thought about that particular consequence of falling for her beforehand. She wanted Will to have the opportunity to choose, to back out if he really decided he couldn't handle her curse.
 
“Helen” and he leaned down now fully onto her his eyes never leaving hers. His full weight on her. “I don’t know what is going to happen. I don’t know how others will react. But I know one thing. Everything you and I have done, every problem everything, we’ve solved together. I want to continue doing that but on a much more deeper level with you.”
He leaned in and gave her a small kiss gently on the lips.
Then he said the words while looking into her blue eyes.
“Yes Helen, I do want this.” Will said fully prepared to accept the ramifications of opening the Pandora’s box of the union of everything they were.
 
Scotland

“Helen” and he leaned down now fully onto her his eyes never leaving hers. His full weight on her. “I don’t know what is going to happen. I don’t know how others will react. But I know one thing. Everything you and I have done, every problem everything, we’ve solved together. I want to continue doing that but on a much more deeper level with you.”
He leaned in and gave her a small kiss gently on the lips.
Then he said the words while looking into her blue eyes.
“Yes Helen, I do want this.” Will said fully prepared to accept the ramifications of opening the Pandora’s box of the union of everything they were.

Helen nodded slowly, then as he kissed her she felt her heart-rate speed up and she knew that she wouldn't stop him even if she had thought this was a bad idea. It was too close to what she needed, right here, right now. Will was everything she always wanted in a man and never felt she deserved. But, this time, Helen was going to allow things to happen, go with the flow and see where it would lead them. No more restraint. No walls. Not with Will who could see through her facade anyway. She smiled up at him and huskily murmured, "Then, my dear Doctor, I guess the top does need to be removed."

She reveled in his laughter as he helped her out of the ludicrous t-shirt and felt warm reassurance at the admiring, hungry stare in his eyes as they raked over her, from head to toe, then back again. And, as he kissed her once more the expression on his face was complimentary indeed, like a discoverer of a lost hidden treasure. Helen felt truly beautiful in Will's eyes and it made her feel more comfortable to tug at the elastic waistband of his sweatpants, helping him to pull them off.

There was a lingering hesitating moment for them both, lying beside each other, face to face on the bed, naked, hands and eyes taking in the new terrain of a lover they'd never admired but from afar before this moment...But, it was Helen who changed the temperature, heating the scene up by rolling onto Will, her fingers grasping his messy hair as she kissed him fully, passionately, her hungry tongue finding an opening in his mouth to explore and taste his own.
 
Will
When she was naked he just stopped for a brief second to let her wonderful beauty and when.
Will didn’t even begin to stop her. He knew better than to argue with an experienced woman. He just let her assault him. He enjoyed it immensely of course. When she kissed him he moaned and let his arms close around her. He felt her tongue in his seeking the opening to his mouth. He opened and it snaked it. He let his hands rake her back as they kissed. He felt her tongue searching his mouth. His manhood was straining hard. Her breasts crushed against him as they continued kissing.
 
Henry
He listened to Isis’ request and nodded. “sure thing. No problem. Ok, why don’t you wander down and look for kate. She might be willing to help you find some clothing. I’m going to go check and see if Helen’s checked in. I’ll meet you in the library.”
He started to head to the computer lab. On the way his mind was exploding with joy at the idea of embracing his true self. He got to the computer and read what happened about the island and their arrival in Scotland. He began trying to link up for a video feed. Funny he thought, her laptop indicated she was set up to receive but when he tried to uplink, she had to confirm on her end, and she didn’t. This wasn’t like her. She was always reachable. Had something happened?
He quickly contacted Scotland and double checked. Things were ok. Probably a technical glitch. They had been having issues anyways…relax Henry.
He went to the library and waited for Isis to come back and realized he too needed some new clothes. Praying he didn’t bump into Big Guy and having to explain why he was in a smock. He ran to his room and threw on some clothes.
Then he walked back to the library and waited for Isis.
 
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