The Last Shreds of Innocense
"Damn you Ryan to the darkest regions of the umbra for telling
me." She raged and screamed, as one possessed "Damn you!"
Hot tears ran down her cheeks. The innocence of Michael and Robyn's
relationship was forever lost. She hated Ryan making her face it.
It was after dawn when Michael's room was silent. She listened
at his door, and then walked to the balcony to watch the sunrise,
wondering how it must be for him never to see the colors of the
dawn or the brilliant color of daylight. She also knew how much
it hurt him to tell her the truth. There were no words for what
Robyn felt for Michael. He was the one who held her when she was
hurt or sad and did silly little things to cheer her up. Got in
her face when she needed it. Taught her about living. He was her
family. She had done him ill in her quest for knowledge. It weighed
heavily upon her.
Robyn tossed a couple changes of clothes, her old wooden recorder
flute and a few other things into a duffle bag. Then sat out on
the balcony ruminating on the events of last evening.
She had gone to the First Eternal Life Club to meet a friend from
the secretary pool at TRE COM Pharmaceuticals. It was supposed to
be a relaxing evening to enjoy the ambiance of what was supposed
to San Francisco's best Goth club and her friend's boyfriend's band.
The friend had not shown up.
"What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this? "
Ryan had asked, surprising Robyn, nearly making her spring from
the stool. She quipped that his line was tired and worn. He told
her he was serious; the club was a place where vampires hung out.
She thought he was joking. Then he spoke of things that would change
"Vampires? You must be kidding. They are only legend and myth-
like fairies." Robyn said, hoping he would stop. She did not
want to hear truths she was not ready to accept. "Vampires
exist, Robyn" Ryan's sensual voice flowed over her. "They
are here in this club, now. These vampires are of a sect called
the Sabbat- they believe vampires should rule over mortals. Mortals
are food." Then continued to tell her of the Sabbat and Cammarilla.
He told her that vampires descended from Caine. Ryan waved Logan
over, the two trading insults. Logan grinned at the "innocent",
his milky fangs showing. Robyn's dark Vegas tan paled and she shivered
More than Logan loomed in the dark of that club. Ryan and Robyn
were to be their evening's entertainment, a ritual that Ryan did
not have time to explain while they were under attack. Logan had
fought along side Ryan and Robyn as they fought their way out of
the club. In anger Ryan destroyed the club and he violated the laws
of magick and reality ripped open for a brief moment and something
that resembled an angel pulled him through.
"Good" Robyn thought now. "Let him rot there"
She thought, then regretted it instantly. It really was not Ryan's
fault she had hurt Michael. She just wanted to blame someone else
for it, to lessen the pain she felt.
After having her hair totally blown back by truth and battle, she
looked around for Logan- breathing easier when the vampire was nowhere
in sight. Instinct took over and Robyn ran to the Flat Planet Cafe.
She demanded to speak to Santiago. The men at the counter just pointed
upstairs to Santiago's office. What followed was too embarrassing
to think about she focused on the man's words. The images made her
Santiago said they had been in the exact place Ryan and she were
supposed to be at the right time. She hoped against hope that Santiago
was not "screwing" with her head. He asked that she bring
Michael to the chantry -the Sabbat would go after all that she loved
and held dear. Did Santiago really mean to help them, to protect
Michael from the Sabbat? Robyn knew in her heart that Michael would
never allow her to protect him. It went against the grain of that
"shinning armor" she so loved and admired.
The thought of what now lay before her chilled her to the bone.
She would face the fear and do it anyway. Santiago held the key.
Robyn thought as she stood in Michael's doorway as she had done
hundreds of times before, watching him "sleep".
She bent down and kissed his forehead tenderly then whispered softly
"I will return, Tio."
She passed by James on her way to the elevator. Standing on tiptoe,
she kissed the ghoul deeply: for the lover she had never taken,
for what she may never know. She said " Take care of him James
" to the surprised man. Then as the elevator doors closed she
smiled and mimicked the Arnie line. " I'll be bach"
Moments later the midnight blue Mustang drove out of the garage.
End of Post: The Last Shreds of Innocense
Posted on AOL 25-October-02