[ANDY]WASN'T BORN FOR THIS

[Tristan James Gray]

"Hey Cheri" some guy walking with a gang of guys called to a girl across the street. She was in some dark jeans, and a black coat, that was hiding her halter top under, her hair was down, and she had sneakers on her feet. She looked like anyone else on the street. The girl turned around, and rolled her eyes, trying to walk away, until one of the guys grabbed her hand, and started to yell at her. Something about disrespect that Tristan was trying to tune out as he walked down the street. He would have kept ignoring it to, if he hadn't heard the sound from nearly half way down the block, ringing like a bell. The sound of an open palm, being smacked across the girls face. Maybe it was his senses being better, or whatever, but Tristan wasn't okay with that. He walked over to them, and watched one by one as they all fell down, while he walked the girl, Michelle, home.

It'd been three days since he'd gotten out of Andy's place, another two days since he'd seen Athena, and that hadn't ended well. He'd walked out of Andy's place thinking about nothing other than leaving that place, and thinking he could take care of himself. He'd thought that, but here he was on all fours in the middle of the forest. Retching up blood from his stomach, a reflex he thought would have stopped when he died but hadn't. He'd never felt worse in his entire life, the body of Michelle was next to him. He didn't know if she was alive of dead, his head was spinning, and he felt worse that he had when he was dying.

Sitting there with barely the strength to hold himself, he said the words, "Shoulda never left Andy," he was a fool thinking he could take care of himself. But it wasn't the blood that made him sick, it was what he'd done. He couldn't believe he'd taken this girl out and drank from her. He wasn't cut out for this. No wonder Athena thought he was a monster.

[Andromeda Rebekka Alkali]

Andy wasn’t too happy about Tristan leaving so soon. She knew that he wasn’t ready to be on his own, but she couldn’t force him to stay, she couldn’t exactly tie him to a chair. Well she could have but she wasn’t like that. The only way he was going to learn was to experience things for himself. Andy hadn’t seen Bella in a long time, she wasn’t really sure where she was these days. Over time Andy had moved back into her apartment and it was there that she had brought Tristan back. After giving him the venom she took him back to her house so he could change and recover. Now she was there all alone and she couldn’t really be bothered to do anything. Creating another vampire was a special bond, Andy would always have a connection with Tristan and he to her whether he liked it or not. She could no longer feel her maker so she could only assume he was dead. She wasn’t surprised he was always so reckless.

She got up off the couch and started towards the stairs but she didn’t get far as she got this strange stabbing pain in her stomach, frowning she clutched her stomach and then a blurry image entered her mind. It was of Tristan and there was a lot of blood. Getting the feeling that he was in trouble she grabbed her coat and flung herself out of the apartment window and landed on the ground six stories below and took of at a run towards the place she thought Tristan to be. After a short while she could smell blood and she could smell him, she knew she was going in the right direction. Slowing to a walk when she entered the woods she looked around the darkness for Tristan the smell of blood getting stronger. Soon enough she found him the body of a young girl on the ground next to him. Folding her arms over her chest she lent against the nearest tree. “So, think you will be alright on your own, then?” she asked, with a small grin on her lips.

[Tristan James Gray]

When Tristan was human, he was a hot head. He loved a good fight, he loved the thrill of action, of being in the middle of a crowd. He craved action, fighting, the adrinaline that would flow threw him when he fought. Of course with his little condition he wasn't supposed to fight, like ever. He was supposed to do as little as possible to make his heart rate go up. Which of course after he'd been given those extra years, he'd thought there was nothing good about going out without feeling a rush and he'd done everything he could to get his heart rate up. Now that he was dead, his heart was stopped he didn't have to worry about that anymore. Though it'd been years of doing such and he'd developed some pretty bad habits.

It was one of those bad habits he acted on when Andy spoke to him. He was so sick he hadn't heard her walk up to where he was. Once he knew it was her, he wished it wasn't, he wished it'd been a hunter. Someone who would bring him out of his misery. He looked at Andy, his eyes burning, with tears unshead, that made his eyes a bright red, seeing as he would cry blood it was the only fluid that came from him he didn't cry salt water. He looked at her with scorn, wishing he'd never been crossed over. "Come to gloat?" he asked her. He was so full of pain right now, emotional, phyiscal, if it could hurt right now it hurt inside of him. Mostly it was his stomach, upset with him for throwing up what it'd been craving for days. He sat on the ground and laid there, knowing he had the strength to get up, but not the will power. "What do you want Andy?" he asked of the woman who'd turned him. He'd asked for this second life, but his reasons for wanting it had turned against him, and now he wanted to hurt her for allowing him to live lilke this, for bringing him into the world a second time after he'd died.

[Andromeda Rebekka Alkali]

Andy frowned when she saw that he was close to tears. It seriously wasn’t that bad. He wanted a second chance and this was the only option. Now he was stuck like this for the rest of eternity. She cocked her eyebrow when he was her if she had come to gloat. The look he gave her was deadly, if looks could kill she would have just exploded into a million pieces. Pushing herself off the tree she was leaning on she walked over to him on the ground. “No, I’m not the gloating type” she said with slight sarcasm. She wasn’t trying to be a bitch it was just coming naturally. She hated to be the one that says I told you so but every time it was always like that. She lent down and rested her arms on her knees and looked at Tristan, then to the girl that was on the ground next to him. The girls heart was still beating but only slightly. If she didn’t die of blood loss she would die from infection, Andy could smell it form in the wound Tristan had caused.

Andy looked back to Tristan when he spoke asking her what it is she wanted. The moment she could feel that something was happening to Tristan she panicked and all she could think about was making sure he was okay. But now she was here and she could see that he wasn’t in danger but just being a massive wimp she couldn’t help but feel slightly amused. She could remember back when she was a new born and she felt the same why Tristan was feeling right now, feeling sick from drink human blood and not wanting to be a monster. It didn’t take Andy long to get over those things, she had a good teacher looking after her. “I just wanted to see if you were alright” she said and got to her feet and stepped over the young girl on the ground. “But by the looks of this she is the only one with any real issues at the moment” She said reaching down and grabbing the girls foot and dragging her into some long shrubs and dead grass.

Kicking the girl out of sight she walked back over and stood in front of Tristan again. “So what’s the problem here, she have bad blood or something?” she asked digging out the dirt and blood from under her finger nails.

[Tristan James Gray]

Tristan didn't say anything to her comment about how she wasn't someone to gloat. Why did it feel like she was gloating to him then? Maybe he was being defensive, oh well he didn't care. He'd just done something awful and she was moving that girl around like she was already dead, maybe she was he didn't know he couldn't think about it. He staid there for another moment, until the smell of the blood around them made him feel like he was going to hurl again, he pushed himself up as if he'd been doing a push up, with his new strength he pushed himself till he was standing up. He didn't know his own strength yet, or limits yet he thought thinking about the life he'd just taken, he couldn't believe he'd done that, he felt like, no he knew now why Athena had called him a monster.
Tristan looked at Andy, he couldn't believe her when she said that. She didn't care at all that he'd just killed someone, or that he was feeling awful about it, 'You don't care about them at all do you?" he asked realizing it. "You just see them all like walking meal tickets don't you?" he said astounded. He couldn't believe it, "Maybe eating is easy for you, but I can't do that," he said stepping back, there was no way he wanted to get to be like her, to her level of inhumanity. "I can't do it Andy," he said looking down and shaking his head, he couldn't, not if he wanted to live with himself for the rest of forever. "I'll eat a rat before I take another persons life," he said looking her in the eyes.
When he was around Andy he felt like a definate child, which was an odd sense for him, seeing as he'd never really had a mother, or father to be a rebelling child against. He stared her in the eyes though looking at her, he wouldn't do it, he thought. Remembering that he wasn't a child he was an adult, he'd lived long enough to be able to think straight about this he thought. He'd turn into Lewis he thought, he just couldn't do the whole human thing. No. He wouldn't be a monster, his heart flinched, he wouldn't be what Athena thought he was. Athena, ow.

[Andromeda Rebekka Alkali]

Andy watched Tristan as he lifted himself up of the ground. She smirked a little this whole situation was very amusing and she couldn’t seem to removed it from her face. Spoke and his words made her want to burst out with laughter but she didn’t she put her serious face on and stepped closer to him. What he said was pretty much the complete truth, Andy had been a vampire a long time now and all her humanity was gone, taking a human life just to she could eat was her way of life its just how she was created. She couldn’t think of any other way to live. “Your right I don’t really care and yes they are just walking sacks of blood, but its how it is” she said and folded her arms over her chest. She frowned at his next words and her eyes rolled around in their sockets. The first human she changed ends up to be a good Samaritan just perfect.

“Then don’t do it then, starve doesn’t make any difference to me” she said and shoved her hands into her pockets. She really did care whether or not he survived, being able to changed a human into a vampire was a big thing and the connection the two shared was unbreakable. Of course Andy cared about what happened to Tristan, but she wasn’t about to let him know that. She looked at the ground as they were in silence for a moment. When the silence was broken and his words entered her ears her eyes shot up and a angry scowl on her face. “You cant survive on the blood of rats” She said and stepped closer to him. “You listen to me, this life, this second chance I have given you is something others would kill to have” She said feeling herself growing angry her eyes shifting from icy blue to red. She needed to calm herself down.

Looking away from Tristan for a moment, gathering her self up she looked back. “There are ways to feed from humans without killing them” she said stepping right in front of him now, she reached up and placed her hand on his shoulder. “Its hard work but you could learn to do it, trust me”

[Tristan James Gray]

Maybe if he'd never met Athena, and had her call him a monster he would agree. But because he had, and because he had people he loved running around in the town he couldn't think about it like that. "Your wrong, there not just meals for you" he said seething at her. "Those are people, real people, with emotions, and families," he told her looking at her. "You can't just take what you want from them and leave them to die" it wasn't right! Than again he thought about Andy and she wasn't really right in the head, after all she didn't care. He didn't understand, she'd once been one of those meal tickets and it was because someone had seen her like that, that she was what she was today. Didn't she care at all?

Andy came near him taking a step towards him and he couldn't help but smirk. He was glad to have gotten some type of reaction out of her. Even if it was her yelling at him. At least now he knew she did still feel something, because she seemed to lack in the compassion department. "I thought you didn't care," he mocked her with everything about himself, from his words, to his eyes, and the way he wouldn't back off and submit to her. She put her hands on his shoulders, and maybe it was because she'd angered him, or because it was instinct, or hell it could have been any number of things, but he didn't listen to her. Well he did, he was glad to hear that, "A way to drink without killing or changing them?" he asked her looking her in the eyes. He thought she was going to look away and thats when that thing happened. He put his hands on her hips.

He was closer to her, than he'd been with anyone besides that girl and Athena since he'd passed away. He was remembering she was a woman, and he wanted to tell her he wasn't going to back down, why did he always seem to be in these fights for dominance? He didn't care as he looked at Andy. "I won't kill anyone," he said threw his teeth looking at her. He pressed himself against her trying to get a rise out of her, and also enjoying pressing against her. He looked at her, he was taller than her so he had to look down a little bit to look in her blue eyes, he knew they'd just been red though, he'd just angered her, and here he was trying to do it again. 'You can't make me, you can't force me to do anything," he said, and with that he let go of her and took a step away. The tension had built up enough for him at this moment.

[Andromeda Rebekka Alkali]

Andy’s eyes narrowed when he tried to tell her that she was wrong and that she couldn’t just take what she wanted from them and leave. That was were he was wrong, she could just take what she wanted from them, she was stronger, smarter and she was just simply better then they were. She has been doing it for a long time and not once had she been stopped from these so called hunters. She didn’t say anything back to him she would just let him think whatever he wanted there is nothing he could say would make her change her mind about her feeding habits.

A small growl sounded in her throat as he mocked her, the last person to mock her ended up face down in the mud and was missing an arm and his voice box. Andy wouldn’t do that to Tristan cause even though she wouldn’t show it she really did care about him and what happened to him. Little did he know she would protect him if he was in danger. She didn’t have to be what kind of maker would she be if she left him to die. “I might not show it very well but there is a small amount of empathy in me” she said looking away from him. She hated being soft but there was just something about him that brought it out in her.

After telling him about not having to kill or change the person you drink form she looked back to him and waited for him to tell her what he thought about that idea. He repeated what she said in the form of a question, she merely nodded to him in response. When she was first changed she used to use that little technique but soon her will to care about her victims faded and she started to drain them dry. She didn’t know how long it would take for Tristan to get over that little issue but she knew he would eventually, they all did. She crossed her arms over her chest when he took hold of her hips.

He then got really close and told her through gritted teeth that he wouldn’t kill anyone. The way he said it excited her but also annoyed her as well. Her annoyance dominated over the excitement and she could feel herself growing angry again. It would just be so much easier if he just killed his victims. The training process of being able to stop and not use his fangs to draw the blood was long and just plain boring. There was just no fun in being good. She looked up at him and stayed silent as she tried to keep her anger from spilling out over the edge. She didn’t want to hurt him but if she had to she would. It was the only way he was going to learn.

What he said next was enough it was those last few words that pushed her to boiling point. Little did he know she could force him to do whatever she wanted him to do. He stepped away from her and she watched him for a moment. “That’s were your wrong” was all she said before throwing herself at him, she wrapped her hand around is throat pushing him backwards into a tree, the force causing it to crack but not fall. “I can make you do anything I want” she said leaning right in close to his face and whispering it into his ear. Her hand was still around his throat.

[Tristan James Gray]

The growl that came from Andy, only did wonders to Tristan, as he could see the anger coming from her. She'd been all but emotionless to him for the most part, and now here she was being angry with him. He loved it, he loved that he was pushing her buttons, and he could tell when he held her and they where close she may have only rolled her eyes and crossed her arms but a reactions was still that of a reaction, something he was looking for her her. Her hand came around his neck and all he could do was smirk, as he looked at her, his teeth coming down from the rush of a fight. "Is that so?" he asked her, seemingly not caring that she was holding him by his throat.

While some part of his mind that had some concerns about self preservation spoke that he should listen to her and shouldn't make her any more upset, the other part of his brain won out, the part that said push her farther. "Why don't you prove it?" he asked her leaning his head in. Even when he knew he might die from pissing her off, he couldn't help but want to push her buttons more and more. It was truly delightful to him to upset her.

"Come on Andy, your older and wiser, why don't you prove it. Try and take me," he said. He licked his teeth, "Come on I'm begging you, show me what your made of," and he'd show her right back.

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[Andromeda Rebekka Alkali]

Andy’s eyes narrowed when he questioned her words. It was so, she could do whatever she wanted to him and he couldn’t do anything about it. Well she hoped that he couldn’t anyway, she was just going to think that she was dominate one here. A small growl sounded in her throat and her fangs snapped down when he challenged her to prove her strength to him. He really didn’t know what he was getting himself into. He was so ignorant, did he not know that it wasn’t very smart provoking a mature vampire that has had a lot of experience and had a lot of suppressed emotions under her belt? Well he was about to find out. She did nothing though. She quickly thought about her next action, submit to his obvious taunts to make her mad or just walk away? It was what he said next that made her snap it made her decision easy.

Giving nothing but a snarl her grip around his throat tightened and she lifted him straight off the ground. “There is no holding back with me” she said her voice dark with anger, then with that she tossed him into the middled of the clearing in which he was before. “So don’t you hold back either” she said and pulled her coat off her body and tossed it aside. Her bare shoulder glistened in the moon light, her skin looked like a fragile porcelain but in truth it was solid as steel. She crouched down slightly and motioned him forward with one long pale finger. If he wanted to see what she was made of he was going to. She wasn’t scared of hurting him anymore. If he got injured it was his own fault he might lean something.

[Faylinn Marie Freemark]

Tristan smiled at Andy, "Now thats what I'm talking about" he said. He stood up straight, and pulled his arms above his head, when she stripped off her jacket. He started to stretch, if might have been pointless but it was a habit he had before a fight. He was excited every fiber in his being was excited about this. He couldn't wait for this. He was so full of rage and anger, he'd been itching for a good fight a good release, and he knew fighting Andy would at least wear him down, and get something out of him. He looked at her, and smirked, "Typically I'd feel bad hitting a girl, but your not really much of a girl are you" he liked a little banter with his anger before he went to strike her.

He went down just like she did, copying her for a moment. He didn't like too copy her, but she had a good stance he'd give her that. She gave him the signal to go and he was off, moving quickly. He came to her left side, and swiped his leg around, holding himself up with his arms. He was determined and strong, new borns were dangerously strong, and he wasn't holding back, he wouldn't have held back even if he knew how too. It wasn't his style now him and Andy could see who was stronger, bolder, quicker whatever it was. His back was turned for only a split second, before he turned around and was back to looking at were she should have been.

[Andromeda Rebekka Alkali]

Andy watched Tristan as he got to his feet. She was full of two different emotions. First was rage she hated to be taunted and what he was doing was aggravating her so much she could just rip him apart for making her feel this way. But on the other hand she was feeling lust; something about him wanting to fight her made her want to rip his clothes off and have her way with him. She wasn’t quite sure which feeling would take over in the end, but she was pretty sure she wouldn’t be able to rip him apart. But she was going to beat him around a bit and she wasn’t expecting anything less from him. Frankly if he didn’t try his best to beat her back she would just be plain disappointed.

He then insulted her by saying that she wasn’t much of girl, her eyes narrowed and her anger bolted in her ice cold blood. She was so a girl and she loved flaunting her femaleness. How could he say that about her, amongst all the anger there was a little hurt in there too, it didn’t linger for long as she didn’t dwell on petty human emotions for long and her anger enveloped it and it was soon forgotten. She didn’t attack him, she was waiting to see what he had for her, she was saving herself for later, and she was going to give him something he wouldn’t be expecting. She watched with clear eyes as he copied her stance and this made her smirk oh so slightly, she was vibrating with excitement.

After a moment of nothing but a same signal for him to make his move he was off, came at her fast her well trained eyes never missed him for a second it was the leg whip that she wasn’t expecting , as they hit her she fell forwards her face heading towards the ground at fast speeds, but she was faster and curling her body around she hit the ground curled up in a ball and she rolled away, only come but up and spring her body out and she embraced the ground on all fours. She didn’t stay there long as he turned around to face her she pounced flying through the air she crashed into his chest knocking them both to the ground her nails digging into his chest. “Is that all you got?”