The Harsh Light Of Day [Emerald/Open]

[memphis]

May 25th 2009

Memphis fingered the bullet in his hand. This bullet had come very close to hitting him right where it would have hurt - in his chest. He didn't see himself dying today, and he was glad that it didn't eventuate to being put down for good.

As he put the bullet on the table beside his chair, Memphis got up and walked over to his weapon's chest. Opening it up, he touched the weapons he hardly used. Memphis prefered to use physical power, rather than man made. He knew he was good at tracking, but also knew that due to his physical strength, Memphis was a deadly weapon.

He wondered why someone would want him dead. He hadn't gotten in anyone's way for so long. The only times he did that was when he thought about tracking down more info about his wife from years ago. It never seem that long ago - but it was decades. He still missed her, but knew that what he had become was not the man she had married.

Just thinking about that day when she left him, made his blood boil. He didn't know why he let himself become like this, but it wasn't his fault. Memphis went back over to his chair and sat down. He began to look around at his so called living arrangements for now. He managed to find an abandoned warehouse to stay in, which was three quarters dark during the day. He had found some furniture on the streets, and positioned this huge area into some kind of home for himself. He wondered if he did meet anyone else, would they want to live here?

[emerald]

It had been another busy night at the club Emerald owned, and now she was just heading home for some sleep. Of course given Emerald's species she wasn't particular keen on the daylight, not that she fried in the sun, she wasn't that type of vampire, but it certainly made her uncomfortable and extremely warm, and the longer in the daylight she is, the weaker she becomes. Other than her brother, Emerald did, in this day think the two of them were the only two of their kind. She had no reason to think there would be others.

As she tried to shield her eyes from the sun and passed by an abandoned warehouse she was certain she had heard some noise come from the inside. It had been the first time Emerald had ever heard any noise come from the abandoned warehouse and it intrigued her. She began to snoop around a little to see if there was any way inside. Not because she was going to attack who ever or what ever was inside, but just to satisfy her curiosity about the noise she heard.

That was when she caught that familiar scent of a vampire and she knew it wasn't her own, and it certainly wasn't her brother Blake's. This was another vampire. So, she and her brother weren't the only ones in existence then. "Hello." She called out in her deep raspy voice. "Anybody there?" She asked, even though she knew she'd heard a voice, she had to make sure, although her senses very rarely let her down.

[memphis]

Memphis was lost in thoughts when he sensed something outside. Due to his ability to track, his senses were very good, especially sight and hearing. His ears had picked up footsteps outside the warehouse. He didn't know what he should do. If it was a human, they might start asking a lot of questions, which he didn't feel like answering. So he moved to where his so called kitchen was, and stood to hear if they would try and come in.

Then all of a sudden Memphis heard a deep raspy female voice say hello. Then the voice asked if anybody was there. He wondered if he should show himself to her. Then his sense of smell kicked in. He soon realised that she was in fact a vampire...like him. So Memphis slowly emerged from the kitchen, and walked to the main entrance of the warehouse. He hesitated at the door, and then spoke to her. He had no idea if she was like him, or if she was in fact a vicious type of vamp. "Hello? What do you want?"

Memphis had been careful over the last few years, not getting into too much trouble with humans, or others like him. He did do the odd job hear and there, but always went into hiding after, just in case things went bad for some reason. With this thought, Memphis wondered if this female vampire was in fact in with one of his old contacts. He prayed not.

[emerald]

Emerald stood and waited patiently to see if anybody was going to show themselves after she said hello. She knew it was another vampire because she could sense him, but so far she had been unable to read his mind. Vampires could be very good at keeping their thoughts deep within them. However, every now and then especially if they were near to her, she could just about make out one or two of their thoughts.

When he finally did approach and say hello and to ask what she wanted, she got two clear words, vicious and vamp. She had to be very careful not to laugh out loud, because there could be nothing vicious about Emerald. She actually hated what she was, but obviously she and her brother found a way of surviving and living with what they were.

"Don't worry baby, I'm not vicious." She began, giving him a small smile, small because she had to be on her guard, there was nothing to say he wasn't the vicious type. Truth was, she didn't want anything, she had heard the noise and simply came to check it out to satisfy her own curiosity.

"Sorry, I don't want anything, I was just passing and well, it's the first time I've heard any noise come from here, I just, you know, felt the need to satisfy my own curiosity." She explained, as she looked around the warehouse and seeing that he had made it a way of living for himself. "Interesting place to live." She added, and then gave a more relaxing smile, she continued with, "I honestly thought my brother and myself were the only two people of our kind in this time, seems I was wrong."

[memphis]

Memphis looked at the woman who was standing at the doorway. When she spoke, he soon realised that she had somehow known what he had just thought. He had only moments wondered if she was a vampire like him, or if she was in fact vicious. Then she smiled. Well, that small smile reminded Memphis of his ex-wife, and thoughts of her came flooding back.

Shaking off that memory, Memphis thought he had better say something, instead of just staring. Though she was attractive to him. Againg she spoke, stating that she was sorry, and that she was only passing and heard noises. "Well you have no need to be sorry. But if I was in fact a dangerous person, then you might have been if I had attacked you right now. Though if I was dangerous, you wouldn't be alive right now." Deep down Memphis knew that she probably would, if she was in fact the same as him.

Memphis saw her eyes roam over his 'home'. "Well I couldn't really afford a mansion, even though I do have some money together. I just thought that this would be more secluded - away from prying eyes. But apparently others like me found me." Memphis didn't mind that she had wondered if there was anyone in there. He might have done the same, what with being good with telling if there was danger and also with tracking.

"Do you want to come in? I was thinking about having a drink. I have a couple of litres in the fridge, if you want." Memphis moved his way to the kitchen, where he retrieved a glass bottle from the fridge, and then two wine glasses. He then brought out the glasses and the bottle of blood out to the lounge room.

[emerald]

He didn't say anything for quite some time, instead just watching her. She found it interesting he was watching her so much, as she was finding it very difficult to avert her own eyes elsewhere too. Then he began to speak after she had apologised for entering his 'home'. He said she didn't need to be sorry, but that she may have been if he had been a dangerous person. She just smiled at him again, "Well baby, lucky for me you weren't dangerous then." She replied, calling him baby, a word that she often used for men when she spoke to them, apart from her own brother of course. Calling her brother that just wouldn't feel right.

"Oh, it's a good idea, I'm not saying it's bad or anything baby, but I'm used to a normal home myself, I've special glass which allows me to see the daylight, but doesn't let it in. I can walk in the daylight of course, I just don't particularly like it, and if I'm out in it for a long time, I get weak." Emerald said explaining a little about her own way of life. She couldn't be sure if they were the same species of vampire or not.

He then asked if she wanted to come in. She wasn't sure, but then she figured what harm could it do? He was a vampire like herself, and other than the club she ran for humans and other vampires if there were others out there, Emerald could often be quite lonely. "Sure, I'd love to come in baby." She said, as she made her way toward what looked like the lounge room area and made herself comfortable. "A drink would be very good, thank you." She added, as she watched him bring a bottle of blood and a couple of glasses.

She figured that now was as good a time as any to introduce herself. "My name is Emerald Cortez. I figured if you're offering me a drink, the least I could do is give you my name, baby." She said with a slight wink, as her full lips went into a pout.

[memphis]

Memphis thought about what Emerald said about his 'home', while he filled each of their glasses with the blood. Listening to how she lived, reminded him of how he had to make sure everything was right in the many places he had stayed at over the decades. "I am not too bad with sunlight, but I can't be in it long. I don't burst into flames, like we are depicted to do in movies and tv shows, but I do feel my skin get rather hot, like it is going to get sunburnt. But no flames."

When Memphis offered her her drink, he settled into the chair behind him. "Hey Emerald, my name is Memphis Santoro, but that is not my real name. That is a name that someone gave me when I first turned. My real name is Stanely South. I think I will just always stick to my second name, it is more cool sounding." Memphis had to think about the person who gave him his name. He was asked by this person what name he wanted, and at the time he had no idea. So the person just picked a name out of thin air, and it kind of stuck. All this time no one he knew had his name, so he was glad to be an individual.

"So what brings you around this part of this town? Do you live near by or something, and decided to go for a walk in the sun? I personally like to take walks during the night, and try to say out of the way of murders and thieves. But looks like I didn't do so well last night." Memphis' eyes diverted to the single bullet standing on its own on the table.

[emerald]

Emerald listened to Memphis tell her about his life style with the sun, and it seemed as if he was of a similar species of vampire to herself. Although it did sound like she was able to tolerate the sun slightly more than himself. But at least he didn't burst into flames, just like she didn't herself. In many ways Emerald was still finding it confusing and wonderful at the same time that there were others like her and her brother in this world. How many more of them were there still out there? Was she, Blake and Memphis the only ones?

When Memphis handed her over her drink, she smiled at him, with her eyes twinkling at him without even realising she was doing it. "Thanks baby." She replied, as she took the glass from him, took a sip, and then sat down opposite him. Emerald listened to him tell her of his name, and what his real name was, she nodded her as he said he preferred Memphis because it sounded cooler. "I have to agree with you there baby, much cooler." She said with a bit of a wink.

He then asked her what brought her around that part of town. She moved her position, crossing her right leg over her long left leg, and pulling down her short skirt more, as sitting the way she had wouldn't have left too much to the imagination. Smiling at him with a pout, she replied to his question. "I was actually just heading home to sleep, I own and work at a night club in town, and pass by this way every day when I'm finished. So, I'm usually asleep by now." She laughed after ward, because she was actually far from tired right now for some reason, must be something to do with the excitement of talking with another vampire.

She went into her bag and handed over a business card to Memphis, on it said.

Emerald Cortez - Proprietor

Cortez's Night Club
4167 Manhattan Boulevard
Lower Manhattan

Tel: [phone]

When Memphis spoke about having a bad night and she followed to where his eyes were looking, she let out a slight gasp. "Bet that stung a bit baby? You're obviously alright though, quick healer like me?" She asked, wondering again, if he was similar in species to she was herself.

[memphis]

Memphis felt like a school boy with a crush whenever Emerald said baby at the end of each sentence. Well most sentences, but it felt like each sentence she said she added it. When she told him that she was actually finishing up at a club, he was intrigued. Memphis took the card she offered, and studied it for a few seconds. "I have to admit. I haven't been to a night club in many years. I just feel that I have enough excitement in my life besides the thumping of music and overactive humans."

He wondered whether he did indeed need more excitement in his life. Thinking back over just the past 10 years, Memphis could only count about half a dozen times when he was really getting any action, though not in the sexual way. It always involved running for his life, or tracking down someone or something for someone he knew he had to repay later.

When Emerald commented on what he said in regards to the bullet, he had to smirk. "It did actually, for like five seconds. When I finally got back here, it hurt like hell as I pulled it out. But lucky for me it hit me in the shoulder, and not where it would have hurt the most. I now have another souvenier to add to my ever growing collection of silver bullets." Memphis picked it up, and walked over to a small wooden box on his book shelf. Opening the box, he dropped it in, and then closed it, placing it back where it belonged.

"I really want to forget about last night. So maybe I should drop around to your club tonight, and check it out. You never know I might just get lucky." Memphis didn't want himself to sound all high and mighty, making out that he could get any woman he wanted, he probably could. But he was content for a while to be just on his own with no strings attached. Though Memphis still had to admit that this woman did remind him of his wife, who he still deep down loved.

[emerald]

Emerald just smile at Memphis when he spoke about not being to a night club in a while. It was true, she too had a pretty exciting life, but she chose to run a night club to give herself a bit of sanity and normality you could say. "I get that, however, for me, I find it helps me to keep some of my human side, know what I mean, baby?" Emerald said with a pouted smile, before licking her lips with her tongue.

Emerald listened as Memphis spoke about the gun shot wound he got. She smiled weakly at him when he agreed that it had indeed a hurt a bit, for a few seconds. "Yeah, those things can be nasty if they get you where it really hurts." Emerald agreed with a nod of the head, she had been hunted herself many times, when she people found out what she was. "Been shot a few times then baby?" She asked as she saw him drop the bullet into a wooden box.

Emerald nodded her head when Memphis said he wanted to forget last night, and then mentioned about maybe paying her club a visit that night. She smiled at the thought, and was about to say sure, when he spoke again about getting lucky. "Well, baby, I already thought you did get lucky." She said, as she put her finger to her mouth, and then bit down on her bottom lip slightly, as she locked her eyes with his.

The vamp had just came out in Emerald then, and didn't realise what she had said until she had already said it.

[memphis]

Memphis did understand about having his human side still there. "I agree with you there Emerald. Though I haven't felt like a human for a while. I think I need to mingle with the race I used to be like for a while to bring that side of me back again." Memphis felt like he had been in this one place for so long, it felt like the vampire in him was constantly taking over. He had to get a handle of his human side.

Memphis' memories of the many time he had been hunted came flooding back as Emerald asked him that question. "Well, yes actually. But the worst part of it was when I first turned. Everyone in our town was not impressed that someone like me was living there, so I was run out of there. It didn't help that my wife disowned me as well." Just the thought of those days made him shut up, and stop talking about it all. Memphis didn't feel like talking about it all.

When Memphis talked about going to the club, Emerald had a comment which he kind of expected from one like her, but hadn't really thought about it. With that Memphis raised his eyes brows at her suggestive moves on him. Before he knew it Memphis was responding. "Well then, maybe I should head in there when you get there, and see what the night brings." He couldn't believe what he was saying, but felt that he had some kind of urge towards her.

[emerald]

Emerald knew what Memphis was talking about when he said he hadn't felt like a human for some time. However, she and her brother hadn't allowed for that to happen, they had vowed never to become the beast, and they never did. She and Blake were more human than vampire. "I understand that baby, but yes, mingling with the humans might help you." She replied, as she licked her lips again.

Emerald listened as Memphis spoke about when he was first turned and being run out of town. And continued with saying how his wife disowned him. Emerald could remember when she and Blake were turned, they had been run out of a few places also, but there were just as many places who welcomed them because they didn't feed off of humans and used slaughtered animals instead. Granted it wasn't the nicest, but they were determined never to become the beast within, and the only thing both of them felt in the vampire side of them, was their lust for passion and sex.

Of course they still had all the other vampire traits, like good hearing, good eyesight, and strength and quick healing. But both Emerald and her brother Blake didn't think about those. "I'm sorry to hear that baby. My brother and I were run out of a few places, but most times we were accepted because we lived off of slaughtered animals, instead of humans." Emerald said, explaining a little bit away about her past, about her and her brother's past.

"I'm really sorry about your wife disowning you though baby." She added in a sincere voice, Emerald knew how it felt not to have love in your life. Everybody needed love, even creatures like she and Memphis. "We all need love Memphis, even people like us."

When Memphis reacted to her comment about him already being lucky, she bit down on her bottom lip again and began to make her way over to him, unable to stop herself, and ran her fingers through his hair. She raised her own eyebrow, "Bring it on then baby." She said in a voice filled with lust, as she felt the lust within her burst to come out.

[memphis]

Memphis was intrigued as to how others had accepted them. But when she said that it was because of their feeding habits, Memphis recalled how his were. He had only known of being buddy buddy with people who worked in hospitals for his daily meals. Memphis had heard about taking from animals, but he felt that he was still taking a life.

"I am just used to getting the source from others, never killing anything that is living. Though I have to admit that when I first turned I did get a taste of the kill, which I didn't like at all. That is why I just get blood from people who I befriend at the hospital. They don't ask questions, and I don't give any answers." That reminded Memphis that he needed to stock up on the blood in his fridge, making a mental note of that.

As Emerald said that they all need love, especially their kind, Memphis could sense how she was feeling. Ever since he had opened his own mouth about going to the club to see what would happen, Memphis also thought about what it would be like to be close to her. Each time she licked her lip, or bit her bottom lip like she had just done, he felt like he could take her there and then. But he restrained himself for some reason, not wanting to be too forward maybe.

As she inched her way over, Memphis didn't know if he could restrain himself any more. Then when Emerald ran her fingers through his hair, Memphis inhaled slowly, and then exhaled, all the time with eyes closed. He moved down slightly in the lounge, and hoped that she got the message to keep doing what she was doing. He really did want to do as she said, but knew that he should keep his little hidden surprises for the noise night club.

"Mmm... Maybe Emerald, I should wait, and keep you guessing at what I am capable of in that department." Once again Memphis was teasing her, and felt that he liked this new person which Emerald was bringing out of him. He had never felt like this in so long, even though he had had many partners, but nothing like his time with his first and only wife. Would something finally happen after all this time? Memphis hoped so.

[emerald]

Emerald nodded her head a few times as Memphis spoke about how he got his blood. She also understood how he felt about the taste of the kill. When both she and her brother were turned they were forced to kill, but it was the bitter after taste they didn't like that made them turn to feeding from slaughtered animals instead.

"Sounds like a good arrangement you got there Memphis." Emerald said with meaning in her voice. It was a good arrangement, even though she and her brother fed from slaughtered animals, it still had never felt completely right, even if they hadn't killed the animals themselves first. Now however, Emerald got bagged blood from a specialist butcher, who, a bit like what Memphis said, asked no questions.

As Emerald had made her way over to Memphis and began running her hands through his hair, she heard him inhale and exhale deeply and slowly and she tilted her head to the side as she watched his eyes close. Looking at him slink into the lounge further, she continued to run her fingers through his hair. When he next spoke Emerald could tell that he was teasing her a little. She began to laugh lightly, as she then ran the fingers of her free hand through her own hair.

"Maybe you should baby, maybe you should." Emerald said, teasing him back, "But do you think you could?" She continued, teasing him as she once again bit on her lip and continued to run her fingers through his hair. "Because, I'm not sure I can." She added, as she inhaled deeply, the burning vampire passion within her getting stronger and stronger.

[memphis]

Memphis knew that if she kept going, he might just do what he said he would wait to do at the club. Though what she was doing felt good. He opened his eyes just to see her bite her lip, as she kept running her fingers through his hair. Memphis stared at her as she said that she might not be able to wait. This was then when he instincts kicked in.

Memphis went in for the kill, and kissed Emerald. He enthusiastically ran his tongue inside her mouth, exploring, knowing that this was all he wanted to do, even though his body was telling him other things. Memphis kept kissing her, forcefully now, and then all of a sudden something snapped in his brain. Here he sat up instantly. "Sorry. I told you I wanted to show you later, but looks like you have just had a preview."

Memphis got up, and walked over to the main door. "I think if you say any longer, things might get out of hand, before I even see the club tonight. I would rather demonstrate to you what it is I want there." He knew that she might not like it, but he had to restrain himself somehow. Memphis felt that right now was not the impressioin he wanted to give. Later, when he was more prepared, was his chance.