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glowfic2016-01-04 06:18 pm
all_too_familiar) wrote in glowfic2016-01-04 06:18 pm
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Finders Keepers
Sometimes witches have powers before they turn. But this is rare, uncommon.
More often, a potential witch displays almost nothing out of the ordinary at all. Just, say, a little more skill with people, a little more natural charisma. An extra dose of something that could almost be called luck, if one were paying attention and on the lookout for witches.
There is one such maybe-potential, right over there. He's not from around here, but he is fluent in Italian and French and German and he professes that English is his first language and laughs when people call him a liar because of his perfect accent. He might not be the most powerful, but a polyglot witch could be useful for something. And who knows, maybe there's more to it.
Maybe someone would care to find out.
More often, a potential witch displays almost nothing out of the ordinary at all. Just, say, a little more skill with people, a little more natural charisma. An extra dose of something that could almost be called luck, if one were paying attention and on the lookout for witches.
There is one such maybe-potential, right over there. He's not from around here, but he is fluent in Italian and French and German and he professes that English is his first language and laughs when people call him a liar because of his perfect accent. He might not be the most powerful, but a polyglot witch could be useful for something. And who knows, maybe there's more to it.
Maybe someone would care to find out.
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Friendly. Curious. His vampire mind is good for acting, he notes, he just has to feed the curiosity burning in his soul instead of the rage and he can be downright cute and cuddly.
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Curious curious curious! So curious. So innocent. So not plotting how to kill the both of you.
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Blair nods.
"I don't know what mine does besides, uh. Invasion of privacy." Pause. "Might just be invasion of privacy."
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No that's not right.
There's a something else here. It's hard to pick out and so very quiet in this spacious new head of his, but there's a - thing. Niggling. It doesn't belong to Gavriel or Danuta, and it's so far away -
Brave and cautious and loyal and good and she likes eating vegetables like a freak and she's often more dry than he is and likes nurses on principle and thinks they're necessary but thinks they are too small scale for her taste she always wants larger scale it's not big enough until the whole world's safe -
What the hell?
He frowns.
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That direction? The person is in that direction. And it feels familiar. More familiar than anyone else present. It's so hard to remember things that aren't perfect vampire memories or pain, but if he focuses...
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He had a sister. Has. Has a sister. She exists, and is thataway. Feels pretty far, too. He vaguely remembers something about travelling? Seeing the world? That feels foolish now. But she's alive, she's fine, she's far far away and her little signature quietly sits there. Being itself. Helping him to remember who he was when he was human.
He feels no need to mention this to his 'friends.' Let them think it's just an invasion of privacy power, not - whatever it is. Let it be a cute trick. Let them think it's quaint.
Maybe it can help him kill them.
"So, what now?"
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He resists. Murder. Focus on the murder that will occur in the future. He can't murder her if she's expecting it, expecting him to act out. ... Well, he could, probably, but it'd be more chancy and less certain. He'd like to make it as certain as possible that she and her mate die.
"Okay. Fine by me. I like travelling, anyway. That's what I was doing, before."
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"Ooh," says Gavriel.
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So they go to Venice.
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Blair learns quickly that he can hold his breath to avoid smelling people, and through this and beating himself with his power and person person person becomes surprisingly good at resisting tasty humans.
He is also very docile, for a newborn. Also friendly, though occasionally he displays a wicked sense of humor.
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He asks his innocuous questions intermittently. Is there anything that he should look out for that can kill him? Are there characteristics the Volturi have besides killing people that break the Masquerade? Are there lots of witches, and if so, do they know any ones of note? Does he have to eat people, are there alternatives? (His quirky diet is one of the most inconvenient things about him, but he doesn't make it very inconvenient.) Are there any other things about being a vampire that he should know? Are there other assorted fantasy creatures that exist?
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They don't mind telling him all about these things. As far as they know they do have to eat people. They... can drink water? It doesn't help or anything but they can. There used to be werewolves; not anymore. They have met the following witches...
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Well. This was starting to get annoying. Finding enough terrible people for three hungry vampires was - difficult. He didn't always manage it. Sometimes Danuta and Gavriel ate people that were not terrible. That's enough deaths on his conscience. He has newborn strength, and a much calmer more focused mind than an ordinary newborn. He can, after spending enough time with them, track them wherever they go. He can fix this, and he doesn't need anything else from them. They don't suspect him.
And so they don't see it coming when he rips Danuta's head off and turns Gavriel to a pile of Graviel with a mixture of surprise and newborn strength. They were expecting to fight him together, if he ever got 'feral' and tried to kill them. Of course, since he's not feral, he avoided this problem.
He reattaches his arm and the foot he lost in combat, humming. Then he retrieves his packet of matches, and checks Danuta's head for facial expressions. Any of note before he sets them both on fire, or is it stuck on surprise?
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She and her mate get to burn.
Their signatures disappear from his head.
There are others besides his sister, now - humans he happened to talk to, the person who sold him the matches. But his sister is the clearest. His sister is Definitely Thataway instead of - existing somewhere in the world, maybe able to be found if he focuses. But always, he can find his sister.
He - doesn't think he wants to see her. He barely remembers anything more than the signature of personality. Is this signature of someone who would - think of him as a monster? Hate him for the people he's killed?
Would she be safe around him?
He's pretty safe around humans, but he doesn't like the risk. Not with the one single person he remembers from his human life. He's still new to this, still leaning on his power to recall how not to eat people. He wants something better.
I want someone who will understand this and can help, he thinks, and -
It's almost like when he was looking for terrible people for his coven to eat. Almost. It's fainter, but more specific. It's thataway. If he pays attention and follows it...
It turns out to lead to America.
That's okay, though, he can swim.
He winds up in Wisconsin, eyes still newborn-red but looking very non-threatening.
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Well, he doesn't have an identity anymore to make an appointment, so - he waits outside of the hospital with a book to pass the time. He can be patient.
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Another vampire, this one bronze-haired and with his own privacy-invasion power, approaches slowly.
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And the new vampire's eyes.
He closes his book.
"Hello," he says, when the vampire can hear him and humans can't. "Sorry for being in your territory, I won't eat anyone while here, I - find myself in need of some assistance."
(He is trying to think of how to word his explanation of his past. This involves thinking about his past.)
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