not sure....

I stood with my hands on the rail, looking over the lake that was reflecting the clear sky with the full moon. The wind was light and it was cold out. My long trenchcoat was billowing behind me. I held onto the rail and closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Tonight was the night. It was either kill or be killed. And I have a lot to live for so the answer is kill. Kill the head of this house, the one who helped give me life; my father. It was either that or get killed by my master.1

Long, slender, toned arms wrapped around my chest and I felt a woman's chest on my back. I looked to the side slightly. Long black hair was on my arm. A face pressed into my back.2

"Darling, will you come to bed now? You have some time still. If you want you don't have to do it tonight. We can wait," a soft voice purred. Her Russian accent was lighter than usual.3

"I can't, Vanessa. I need to do it tonight or else I'll never be able to," I said through my teeth. "If I don't he'll kill me. He needs that sacrifice tonight."4

"Micheal, I'll ask daddy to hang on. He doesn't need it right away. He has some time. Momma will help us," she whispered putting her chin on my shoulder. Her 'Michael' sounded like "Me-cal".5

"Vanessa, your father asked me to do this tonight. He doesn't have another change to get a body on a full moon. Besides, he chose me and my father for my punishment," I muttered looking away towards the lake.6

"Vhy?" Her accent was back full strength.7

"For falling in love with you. For taking you. For wanting you even though I shouldn't." I turned to face her. 8

She stared at me and put her arms around me. Her red eyes were holding mine. "Darling, he's not punishing you for zat, because he knows zat I vant you and zat i fell in love with you. He's not punishzing you for zat."9

"Well, I did something wrong and that's why he chose me. I have to do it. I can to do it."10

Okay, that last part was a lie. I didn't know if I could do it. I mean, it was my dad. But my master needed it. I had to give him what he needed. It was still my dad though. My own flesh and blood. He was the one that taught me everything. His skills had trained me for things like this. I couldn't do it. 11

But while standing there, staring into Vanessa's eyes, I realized I wanted her and nothing but her. I would do anything to have her, to keep her, to make sure she's mine. I want her with me for the rest of this time I have left. She has to be with me in order to live. I'd do anything to make sure that happens.12

...even if it means killing my own father.13

Vanessa pulled on my hands. I looked at her and she smiled. "Vill you come to bed? Ve have time before you have to go."14

I let her pull me off the balcony. She pulled me down the stairs and to the bedroom we were staying in while we visited my parents. I closed the door behind me and she pulled me towards the bed. Her hands went to my chest and she pushed me down. I propped myself up on my elbows and watched her.15

She pulled off her short nightgown and threw it on the ground. Her skin was pale and had a glow to it. She still had a bra on and her black lacey panties. Before I could fully take her in she was on me working on my coat. Her lips pressed against mine then they parted and her tongue plunged in. My coat came off and she pulled my sweater over my head. Her fingers went to my belt and my pants soon followed, after that my boxers flew across the room. My hands went to her body and traveled to her bra. I always hated bras. They made it to hard to get to her. So, I pulled on the straps in the back and ripped them. The straps fell down her arms and I pulled it off. Her hands traveled down my chest and went down to my shaft. She smiled and closed her hand around me. I moved my hips forward so her hand moved up and down on me. My hands went to her panties and i pulled them to her knees. She rocked forward and I pulled them completely off. 16

She smiled and moved forward so that I prodded into her but didn't pentrate. I moved up so I could get in but she just raised herself up. I growled and she laughed.17

"You're so eager! Zat's one zing I love about you," she sighed. 18

I tried to get in her again. She moved up again. I groaned in frustration and put my hands on her waist to hold her still. She submitted and let me lower her on me. I sighed as she went down. She was tight and warm and very wet. She raised and lowered herself and my hands traveled up her stomach to her perfectly rounded, firm breasts. She closed her eyes and smiled. I felt her tighten more around me. It was amazing! Her hands went to my chest and her fingers pressed into it.19

"I love you, Mecal," she murmured looking down at me. Her red eyes were soft and loving.20

"I love you too, my sweet Goddess," I said to her while pulling her down to kiss her.21

She went down and her tongue pushed into my mouth. I moved my hips up and slammed into her harder. She moaned into my mouth and she rubbed her body up against mine. With every touch I felt a new sensation. It was extreme pleasure. Each touch brought a million new stings of ectasy everywhere. I loved her for that. She awoke so many different new feelings and emotions.22

She went back up and went back to going up and down. After a minute she pulled up and slammed back down. She continued and was riding me hard. I groaned at being 'defensless' during this 'assault'. She giggled and went down to bite my shoulder. Her teeth broke into my skin and she started sucking my blood. Her fingers dug into my chest and she rode me harder. I moved my hips against her rythm so that I was hitting her harder with each thrust. Her body was getting tighter and harder. She was moving closer to her orgasm. I grunted as she slammed back down on me. She gasped when I thrusted into her. Her fingers dug into my chest and she screamed while she came. Her final tightening and slamming down caused me to come. I gripped her waist and then relaxed. She fell limp on top of me. Her arms went under and she hugged me. I held her close and inhaled her scent.23

That was probably one of my favorite things about her: Her scent. She smelled sweet like Honeysuckle. It was intoxicating to me. I would love to drown in it. It fit her perfectly. 24

"Mecal, do you love me?" Vanessa asked looking up at me. Her red eyes looked sad and worried.25

I pulled her to me and kissed her. When I pulled away I ran my fingers through her hair. "I love you more than anything."26

She smiled and all her worry went away. Her eyes closed and she pressed her face into my chest. I pulled the covers over us and put my arms around her. Her breathing started to slow and get deeper.27

"You never could last more than one round," I murmured into her hair.28

"Just give me time and I'll leave you in the dust," she growled.29

"You wish."30

She giggled and pulled herself off me. I groaned as she did. She made me want to take her again. She put herself next to me and left her head on my shoulder with her hand on my chest. I pressed my lips against her hair and rubbed her shoulder. "C'mon darling, you should get some sleep."31

"I've been sleeping a lot lately, I don't think I need more," she said through a yawn.32

"You've also been eating a lot more, and you're a little more sexual than usual," I pointed out.33

"I know and i don't know vy." She turned on her side away from me and sighed.34

I leaned over and kissed her shoulder and put my arm around her. "It's probably just because of the full moon or something. There's a lot going on right now."35

She yawned and her eyes started closing. I let her fall asleep before I turned to my side and held her close. In her sleep, she responded to my position change. Her face rubbed against my chest. I smiled and listened to her breathing.36

After a while I fell asleep. It wasn't for very long though. Two hours later I woke up with a slight jump. Vanessa was still sound asleep. I moved away from her and got out of bed. She shifted but stayed on her side. I started putting on my clothes. I put on black pants and a black T. I put on white socks and started to go for the door. My hand was on the knob when Vanessa sat up. 37

"You were going to do it without me?" She asked getting out of bed.38

I looked back. "You were dead asleep. I didn't want to wake you." I watched her start getting dressed in her usual black tank top and long leather black pants. She put her hair into a ponytail and put her gun in her belt. Her knife went in her cleavage and she slipped on socks. 39

"I vant to help you," she said walking to me.40

I smiled and kissed her. "I'm suppose to do this on my own."41

She glared. "No. I vill help you. We're together forever."42

I took her in my arms and hugged her. She kissed my neck and then pressed her lips against mine. I thought I heard a faint sound that sounded like a thumping. When I pulled away it was gone. Weird. 43

My feet were quick and quiet on the floors. She stepped where I stepped. She was a little more graceful than I was. I moved down the hall and to the spiral staircase. Vanessa stopped when I did. 44

If we took the stairs the stairs would creak. The rails were slippery and our socks would cause them to be even more slippery. There was no other way to get down to where the bedroom was. Damn rails! They were too slippery for socks!45

Wait...they might not be too slippery for bare feet. 46

I bent down and pulled off my socks. I stuffed them in my pocket. Vanessa pulled off her socks and stuffed them in her shirt. I smiled and jumped up on the rail. Perfect. My feet didn't slide or slip. I ran up the rail and to the top. I jumped down without making a sound. Vanessa took a breath and jumped on the rail. Her legs pushed her up to the rail above. Her arms swung her up and to the next. She moved quickly and was soon by my side. 47

"Show off," I muttered putting on my socks.48

She smiled and blew me a kiss. I smiled and winked. We went down the hall and found my father's bedroom. I opened it enough for us to slide into the room. She stood by the door and took out her gun. Mom wasn't there because she was working out of town for a couple days. So, I moved to my dad's side. I moved quickly and pulled out my knife. I held it over his head. 49

I hesitated. I couldn't do it. My hand wouldn't go down. I couldn't kill my own father. It wasn't something I could do. It was impossible.50

I took too long. 51

My fathers hand lashed out and grabbed my wrist. He flung me to the ground and I hit the ground hard. The knife fell out of my hand. He had a hold on my throat and the rest of me pinned to the ground.52

His eyes were green like mine. They were narrowed and he pulled back. "Son?"53

I got to my feet and looked at Vanessa. She was still by the door. Her hand was on her shirt. She was ready to pull the knife out if she had to. I shook my head slightly. She put her hand down but was still tense.54

"Why are you trying to kill me?" My father asked looking at me. 55

I looked at his eyes then away. "Master told me to. He needs a body. I have to do this."56

He was silent. I looked at him and his eyes were wary. He looked at Vanessa then at me. He spread his arms. "Then kill me."57

I watched him. "You're not going to fight me?"58

"I live to serve my master. I give him what he needs." 59

I felt my eyes sting. "I'm sorry dad."60

He smiled slightly. "It's okay son."61

I retrieved my knife and started to move forward. My hand was about to strike him in the heart but I ended up dropping the knife. I couldn't do it. 62

"Michael?" Vanessa came forward.63

I looked at her and she took my hand.64

"How did you know we were in the room?" I asked him.65

He looked at me then at Vanessa then at her stomach. "I heard a faint heartbeat."66

Before anything else could be said the window flew open. Five guys came into the room. Vanessa whipped out her knife and started defending herself. Her legs and feet worked quickly. She quickly had one guy with the knife to his neck. She grabbed her gun and aimed it at another. One went after me the other two after my father. My father was held between the two and I was in a lock.67

The wind blew into the room. I looked over and saw our master walk in. He was tall and had black hair. His eyes were red like Vanessa's. He wore a black jacket with a black shirt and black slacks. His eyes ran over the scene. 68

"Well, this wasn't how I planned this. I wanted it to be a little more pleasant." He walked over to Vanessa. "Vanessa, put down the weapons. You'll get hurt."69

She glared at him then let go of the guy and put away her weapons. I was released but dad wasn't. Our master walked and looked at him. "You know what will happen don't you?" He asked my father.70

My father nodded. My master stood aside and tossed me my knife. I caught it and looked at him. He nodded and moved forward. My dad met my eyes. He took a breath. I also took a breath.71

"Do it, Michael," my master whispered.72

I put the knife in front of my dad. My hand was shaking though. I couldn't do it. My master could sense this.73

"Give him a gun. He's too weak for a slow kill."74

A gun was put in my hand. Still nothing happened. I couldn't kill my father. It was too much for me.75

"This is taking too long," my master muttered. He moved to me and grabbed my wrist. His nail cut across my wrist. His mouth went to my wrist and I felt him inject his poison into me. 76

The effect was instantaneous. My blood started pounding in my ears. I felt sudden heat hit my face. My eyes started seeing red. My breathing was labored.77

"Shoot!" I heard a shout.78

I blinked hard and tried to clear my head. It didn't work that well.79

"SHOOT!"80

My finger contracted. There was a loud blast, a cry of pain, and a thud.81

Then silence.82

I felt something hit my knees hard. My mind was spinning. I saw a man with green eyes staring up at me. His eyes were filled with tears. There was a red liquid spreading across the floor. My nose filled with the scent of blood. It cleared my head.83

"Michael." Vanessa's voice was next to me. Her hand pulled me up. I hugged her to me and she hugged me back tightly. 84

"Very good, Michael. Let's go we're done here." My master started moving towards the window.85

I looked at him. "Don't you need to take his body to live in?" I asked.86

He turned to me and looked at my father. "Nope. That was just for my amusment."87

"You told me you needed me to kill him so you could live in his body!"88

He walked over to me and patted my head. "I lied." He walked past Vanessa and stopped. I could hear him sniff her. He turned to her and looked at her. "You're pregnant?"89

"What?" I asked in shock.90

Vanessa looked at her feet and nodded. My master lashed out and struck her across the cheek. I grabbed her and held her to me. She held me tightly to her. My master was fuming. His red eyes looked more red than before.91

"Pack your things and return home. We will discuss things there," he spat at us. With that he went out the window and the five men followed him. 92

I looked down at my father. His eyes were glazed over. Vanessa pulled me with her. I numbly followed her down the stairs. My father's face flashed in my head. I looked at my wrist. The cuts were healing and my head was cleared up. Vanessa's finger ran over them and they stung slightly. I watched her lick them and they healed.93

We went to our bedroom and she grabbed the bags from the closet. I sat on the bed and watched her. My eyes stayed on her stomach.94

"How long?" I asked her.95

She didn't look at me. "Three weeks."96

"Why didn't you tell me?"97

Her eyes glanced at me. They were starting to fill with tears. "Because I didn't know how to tell you." She turned to me and the tears ran down her face. "I'm sorry."98

I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me. She hugged me tightly and buried her head in my chest. I kissed the top of her head and heard the faint beating again. 99

There was no way we could go to her house. He'd kill us as soon as possible. I wasn't going to risk her life or the one she was carrying. There was no way I was going to try and face him by myself. There was only one choice.100

"Grab as little as you need. We need to leave here as soon as possible," I said standing and setting her on the bed.101

"What?" She wiped her face and looked at me.102

"We can't go to your father. Your mother can't protect us from him. The only choice we have is to run." I grabbed a small backpack and put some of my things in it.103

"Where will we go?" She asked watching me throw things into it.104

"My family," I said pausing to think.105

"Your family will protect us?" She asked standing to get her bag.106

"They'll help us. It'll give us a chance to get money so we can always keep moving." I closed my bag and helped her.107

"Where are they?" She asked putting things into the bag slowly.108

I growled at how slow she was going, so I pushed her to sit and I held things up. When she nodded I put them in the bag. It was a lot faster.109

"France."110

"But that has no cover for us," she said in a panicked voice.111

"They have a big house. We'll stay inside and go out at night. Sometimes it's rainy so we can go out then."112

She bit her lip and hesitated. I put the final things in her bag then kissed her quickly. Her head was cradled between my hands and she looked at me.113

"I promise, Vanessa, I will take care of you. Nothing will hurt you. I will make sure you and this baby are taken care of," I promised.114

She pulled me to her and kissed me. "I know you vill."115

I hugged her then pulled her up to her feet. She took her bag and I took mine. We slid on our shoes and took off down the stairs. We went out the door and into the car. I pulled out my phone and handed it to her. 116

"Call the airlines for tickets to Paris, France."117

She did. When she got off she looked at me. "Vat exactly are Ve going to do?"118

"We run and never come back."