Blood Secrets: Tales of the Children of the Moon

Chapter Seven: A Moment Interrupted...

~*~*~*~ Modesto, California~*~*~*~

Vixen watched as Andy hung up his phone. She looked at him expectantly as he sat down on the couch, a smug smile on his face. "Well? What happened?" she asked, the anticipation getting at her.

Andy looked over at her and smiled. "Give Chris and his gang about an hour and they'll be on a plane headed for Oakland and then they'll be on their way here, most likely your baby sister Kitty along with them." Vixen's grin grew wider and wider with every word Andy spoke. She flung herself at him, knocking him sideways on the couch and locking her lips against his once more.

Andy's eyes widened in shock before instinct took over and he once again melted into the kiss.

It took a moment or two for them to break the kiss but when they did Vixen stared into Andy's eyes, her own blue-grey eyes sparkling with delight. Andy smirked at her. "You keep doing that and I'm going to start thinking you like me," he said and Vixen rolled her eyes before she smacked him on the chest. "Shut the fuck up Biersack," she growled as she got up off of him. Andy chuckled as he sat up. "It was a joke Sola, calm down," he said chuckling still. Vixen rolled her eyes and got up and walked out of the room. Andy sat there a moment before getting up and following.

Vixen walked down the hallway to a door at the very end, pulling a key that he hadn’t known was hanging around her neck earleir, off from around her and unlocking the door before them. She turned to face him then. "Could you get the duffle bag off the kitchen table for me? I should probably put my weapons back." Andy nodded before turning around and heading for the kitchen.

Midnight walked up beside her and stared at her quizically. "Are you really going to let him into your training room Vixen?" he whispered, his attention now returning to the man he spoke of as Andy made his way back down the hall, duffle bag over his shoulder once more. Vixen stared at Andy for a moment before turning her attention to her Guardian. "I dont know what it is about this boy Midnight," she whispered. "But I feel like I could trust him with my life." Midnight looked at Vixen in shock but decided not to say anything as Andy returned to their sides. Vixen smiled at him before she opened the door and made her way down the dark staircase, Andy and Midnight following behind.

Vixen flipped on a light once she reached the bottom and Andy's eyes widened. Music started playing as soon as Vixen had flipped the switch and Andy vaguely recognized the music at first. But the voice got him.

It was one of his songs off the "We Stitch These Wounds" album.

How could he not recognize his own music? He thought to himself, then realized Vixen could have heard him so he quickly walked up to where she stood next to a work bench that was propped up on the other side of the stairs. "So..." Oh yeah, real smooth Biersack. What are you twelve? He thought to himself. Vixen giggled. "Yeah Biersack. Are we twelve now?"

Andy glared at Vixen for a moment before smirking. "Nah, if we were twelve I probably would have stuck gum in your hair by now and took off running," he said chuckling. Vixen raised a brow at him before she giggled. "Really? That seems so...Kindergarten," she shot back, still giggling. Andy just shook his head. Then remembered why he'd tried to start the conversation in the first place.

"So...you like Black Veil Brides, huh?" he leaned up against the stairway, crossing his arms and cocking a brow at her. Vixen glanced at him and smirked as she opened her duffle bag and began to empty it, placing each weapon onto the table. "Yes Andy I do happen to like you and your band," Andy's eyes widened at her words. How did she know?

"There's a poster of you, Ashley, Jake, Jinxx, and Sandra hanging inside the door of that cabinet over there," Vixen jerked her head towards the solid Mahogany bureau at the other end of the large basement. "Go ahead and look." Vixen smiled at him and he shrugged. Why not?

Andy started to walk over to the bureau but Vixen placed a hand on his arm, stopping him. She grabbed one of his hands and placed a small key in his palm. "You'll need that to open it. Its where I keep my babies at," she smirked when Andy raised a brow. "The bow you saw earlier. It’s my baby. Made it myself. Arrows that I use with it as well." Andy gave her an impressed look as he walked towards the bureau, unlockung it with the key she'd given him and opening the doors.

Sure enough, there was a door poster that had him, his beta- or second in command- Ashley Purdy, and his two other band and pack members Jake Pitts and Jinxx, along with their old drummer Sandra.

Sandra had been the only human in the group at the time until she ended up meeting some guy, who just happened to be a wolf, while they were on tour and they found out that Sandra and the guy were mates. After that the pack had agreed that Sandra shouldn't be separated from her mate and so they let her go. But even though she'd been human, Andy and the guys had always treated her like one of their own. Like a wolf. And they always would. Sandra had been a big part of their lives, and she'd always treated them like they were normal people. That was one of the things they'd loved about the girl. And yeah, it had sucked to see her leave the pack, but they were happy for her. And they knew she was happy with the wolf she got with.

Andy smiled as he looked at the poster. He sure did miss those days. When they had just been starting out.

"You guys ever find a new drummer to take over for Sandra after she left?" Vixen's voice snapped Andy out of his nostalgic state and he turned to see that she was now standing beside him, gazing up at the poster as well. "Uh, yeah actually we did. His name is Christian Coma, but he goes by CC," Andy replied, stepping back as Vixen placed her bow in its specially made placeholder that was built into the back of the bureau and hung her quiver on a hook next to it. She nodded at his words.

"I was sad to hear that she left. I really liked her," she said, returning to the bench and picking up a few more weapons before going over to a large black metal cabinet Andy hadnt noticed earlier. "Yeah, we all did. She always treated us like we were-"

"Normal?" Vixen finished as she opened the cabinet and began placing her aray of knives inside. Andy walked over to her and peeked inside. His eyes widened. The whole cabinet was filled with blades. Only a couple of weapons that were in the cabinet weren't and those were a couple nine mm.'s and a few other guns. One Andy recognized immediately.

"Is that a .45 long barrel colt?" he asked pointing at the gun. Vixen smirked. "Give the boy a prize, he knows his guns. Yeah it is. It was actually my Father's," she added as she took the nine mm. she still had placed in the shoulder holsters she was wearing- something else Andy had failed to notice till now- and placed the weapon in an empty slot on the wall of the cabinet, before doing the same with her glock.

"I...I recognized that colt," Vixen froze. Her gaze turned to him but she didnt move. "What are you talking about Andy?" she asked. Andy looked at Vixen and saw her tense posture. "My dad had one just like it. Exactly like it to be exact. He'd told me years ago that he'd had a set of .45 long barrel colt's specially made for him and a friend of his. He said he'd given his colt's twin to his friend as a way to protect his family. And an item to pass down to his kids...just like he did to me with his own colt a couple days before he...before he died..." Andy trailed off, his gaze returning to the colt and remembering its twin, which was currently packed away in his suitcase and under a heavy non detection spell so he could get through airport security with it. He never left home without it. Not since it had been given to him by his dad all those years ago.

Vixen stared at Andy, seeing his memory, and seeing that he still had his own father's colt locked away in his suitcase. He was telling the truth. "So...apparently your Dad knew my father..." she whispered as she continued to unload her weapons, this time the ones on her belt, and placing them back in their spots in the cabinet. "Yeah...dad said that he and Marax had grown up together, and that he'd had the colt's made after your brother was born and Marax was tasked to protect something. Dad never told me what it was-"

"Morgana's Ring," Vixen supplied, slamming the cabinet doors shut and locking them again. Andy stared at her. Sure, he'd heard rumors about the ring, but he'd never really believed any of them. Till now that is. "Believe it buster, the ring's real alright. And my parents died trying to protect its location," Vixen growled, tossing her now empty duffle bag on the ground.

Andy watched Vixen closely, feeling her sorrow and rage roll off of her in waves. He knew he had to change subjects. Now. "So, what do you wanna do for the next couple hours while we wait for Chris and the others?"

Vixen looked at him and clamped her mouth shut. Honestly, all she wanted to do right then was curl up on the couch with him and snuggle. That was something she'd hadn't felt or wanted since Michael. And that scared her. What was it about this boy that set her hormones aflame and the animalistic instincts, instincts she knew came from her parents, into overdrive? Seriously. Sure she thought Andy was pretty cute and his voice was like velvet caressing her skin, and he had that goofy ass grin...and that adorable laugh...

Andy raised a brow at Vixen. He didn’t think she knew that she was saying her thoughts aloud. Thoughts about him. With him being within arms length of her. But he just shook his head, his mind going to its own questions.

Just like Vixen herself, Andy's wolf was going into overdrive. The need to protect her at all costs. The need to comfort her when she was upset, calm her down when she was angry...the need to have her nearer than she currently was...Andy shook his head and forced his wolf down. He looked up at Vixen and saw she was now biting her lip in a way that sent his own hormones aflame.

When Andy really thought about it, as he continued to watch her, he had to admit to himself that she was beautiful. Her red and black hair framed her heart shaped face and gave her pale skin a sort of ethereal glow to it. Her blue-grey eyes sparkled in the florescent light and he was again reminded of a storm rolling in on a clear blue sky. Her pale pink lips were soft, he knew that first hand, and felt like silk against his own. She was tall, like him, but not as tall as him, and her frame was athletic and well built. Probably from all her training as a Hunter. And she was also very graceful, he'd seen that first hand as well...

Again Andy shook his head, trying to dispell the thoughts he'd just been thinking, and looked at Vixen once more. She was now biting on her thumbnail but no longer speaking aloud. Andy watched her for another moment or two before whispering, "Ah fuck it."

Andy closed the distance between them and took Vixen in his arms. She gasped as he did this and he looked deep into those stormy blue eyes that entranced him. "You can shoot me for this later if you want," he whispered, meaning those words, as he leaned down and once again placed his lips on hers.

Vixen froze for a moment, shocked at Andy's actions. He broke the kiss a moment later and stared into her eyes once more, searching for some sign of...anything, really. He probably thought she was going to take him up on his offer to shoot him after that. But in the end, Vixen decided against it and she herself whispered something that made Andy smile. "Ah to hell with it." She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him back down, crashing her lips against his again.

Andy smirked as he kissed Vixen. Looks like he wasnt the only one having the urge. He could tell just by the way she had threaded her fingers through his hair, tugging on it gently, and the way her body molded perfectly against his, that she was feeling the exact same thing he was. And she wanted more of it.

And more of it Andy would give her.

His tongue slipped from between his lips and gently licked Vixen's own bottom lip, making her whole body shiver in his arms and her lips part in a small gasp. As soon as they did Andy slid inside, his tongue gliding over top of hers. One of his hands moved from her waist and went to cup behind her neck, gently leaning her head back and deepening the kiss. A sigh of approval escaped Vixen as he did this and her fingers gripped tighter in his hair. Her own tongue began to battle with his and Andy grinned. She had a fire to her, something Andy had never had before with anyone else. And he truly liked it.

A sudden slamming from upstairs broke the two apart and both stared at the basement door before Vixen turned her gaze to the metal cabinet. Releasing Andy from her hold, she flicked her hand at the cabinet and it unlocked itself, opening and the long barrel colt flying from it and into her hands. She looked up at Andy and was shocked to see a gleam of protectiveness in his ocean blue eyes.

"Shall we go see whose home?" she whispered to him. Andy looked down at her and nodded before backing away. "Whatever you do, do not shoot me with that thing," Vixen looked at him confused for a moment before the man she had just been kissing turned into a pure black wolf. The only thing that told Vixen that the wolf before her was Andy, were those hypnotic blue eyes of his, which gleamed with the same protectiveness that his human self had shown.

Andy brushed up against Vixen's legs as he walked past her, his stance predatory and protective, and she heard his thoughts. "I'll go up first, you behind me, Midnight brings up the rear. If there's anything up there that's a potential danger, I can distract it long enough for you to get off a shot with the colt."

Vixen glared at him for a moment before nodding. "Your an alpha aren't you?" she asked, projecting the thought through the link he had opened up. The black wolf just nodded. "Yup." After the word whispered through her mind, the black wolf that was Andy, began silently padding up the wooden stairs, Vixen and Midnight, whose stance and body language matched Andy's, following behind.

Vixen turned the knob to the basement door and pushed it open silently before following Andy down the hall towards the kitchen where the slamming had originated. All three, Werewolf, Hunter, and Guardian's foot- and paw- steps were completely silent as they made their way into the kitchen. Vixen stopped in the doorway, Andy just a couple paces ahead of her, and her hand grazed across the wall until she found the light switch. As soon as she turned it on her hand returned to the colt and Andy snarled menacingly at the two people standing in the kitchen, one of them leaning up against the counter, the other pointing a pure silver sword in her direction.

Vixen's eyes met with the one holding the sword and she felt like smacking herself.

It was Faith and Marilyn.

Notes

Authors Note:



Damnit Faith! Damnit Manson! Haha I had fun with this chapter mostly because of the attraction between the two that they keep trying to fight off. Next chapter we'll get anpther glimpse into Vixen's past and we may see a tender moment between the Hunter and the werewolf! If Faith doesnt kill him first that is! Haha wait and see!



Until next time guys! See you on the other side and Blessed Be!



- Vixen Biersack =^.^=