This choice: The Face informs him what's up. • Go Back...Chapter #8The Face informs him what's up. by: JackHalf   "Fill me in?!?! Fill me in?!?! You can bloody well try!!!" Steven was at his wits end.
"Calm down kid. I warned you before and you ended up bolting. You've got to maintain..." the face on his mid-riff warned him.
"Calm down?!?! How am I supposed to calm down!?!?! I tried to help an accident victim last night and how am I rewarded for my trouble?!?!" Steven stomped angrily, his fists clenched. "I get my bloody head ripped off and put on someone else's body!!! Not only that, but a girly someone else to boot!!!"
"I know this is strange kid, but you have to..." the face cautioned Steven.
"Strange?!?! Strange?!?! My head is stuck on a woman's body!!! Not only that, but that body just ran a bloody marathon without any input from me!!! On top of ALLLLL of that, I'm stuck in some pervert's idea of a riding suit talking to a bloody face on my belly!!!"
"Kid. You've got to..." the face continued.
Steven growled and spun, giving the side of the drainage tunnel a powerful roundhouse kick with one of his boot heels. The concrete shattered and splintered under the assault, leaving an awed, suddenly silent Steven staring in shock at the damage he'd wrought with his tantrum.
"I told you. You have to keep control You don't know how powerful you are now." The face remarked.
Steven dropped to his haunches, rubbing his temples as he tried to calm down, his eyes closed. "You said something about an explanation?"
"The face chuckled. I did. A long-winded one I'm afraid. Unfortunately time isn't on our side." the face answered as Steven stood up and leaned against the tunnel wall on the other side.
"First off, Vampires are real. Despite all the evidence to the contrary, the things you seen in movies, read about in books, and seen in comic books and stupid stuff like that has a very real basis in fact."
"Count Dracula and Twilight, eh?" Steven sounded defeated, but maintained a bit of skepticism despite his current state.
"Hardly. Long story short, Vampires have been amongst you normal folks for thousands of years. They live amongst you secretly, doing their best to safeguard you from the darker forces both within their community and without. It's complicated, but several "Clans" have co-existed in an uneasy peace. Unfortunately, that peace has recently been shattered and there's a hidden war going on right now." the face continued.
"Where do I," Steven gave his new breasts a squeeze, "and the lady come in?"
"The "lady", was a top enforcer and "problem solver" for one of the Clans more favorably inclined to normal, everyday folks like yourself. Sadly, her Clan suffered a major league setback a week or so ago and she's been on the run ever since. Last night, an elite unit of vampires from a rival clan, with weapons we'd never run in to got the better of her. She managed to kill them all off, BUT, the bastards decapitated her."
Steven shuddered, thinking of the moment the woman's body had taken it's helmet off the night before. "THAT, I figured out on my own. What happened to me?!? And what in the Hell are you?!?!"
"I, am her symbendant. I'm pledged to her service and bound by oaths and biology to her. As to what happened to you, I have no idea. When she took the final blow, I was knocked for a loop. I didn't come to until you woke in your room the next morning."
"Great. So you have no idea how my head got on Vampire-Xena's body?" Steven was exasperated.
"Nothing for sure. But, I have heard tell of particularly powerful Vampires, when they were at their lowest ebb, just about to meet their end, taking what they need to survive from mortals in order to stave off their final fate. But they're just legends amongst Vampire-kind." the face answered.
"It appears more than legend. So, she lost her head, and took mine to linger on?!?! What does that mean for me?!?! Where's the rest of me?!?!" Steven put his new hands on his lovely hips.
"I'm not sure. But, I am STILL pledged to this body's service, so I will do everything I can to help you find out." the face said solemnly.
"That's soooo bloody comforting." Steven answered as he rubbed the bridge of his nose with a gloved hand.
Suddenly, Steven's teetered on his heels. His stomach did flip-flops and his head grew light headed. "Whoah...maybe that jog took more out of me than you thought?!?!"
"No. It's just been too long since you fed." The face answered grimly.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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