Chipped

Throe: -I had been sitting around for most of the day, lost completely in a book as I lay back on my bed with my legs stretched out in front of me. I had managed to have First Meal and another meal midday without the appearance of everyone to check on me. Zsadist must have been consumed with something important, but still, I didn’t take advantage of any freedom I may seemingly have gained. I stayed in my room instead of heading to the gym and entertained myself, my head lifting from my book as I heard footsteps approaching the door-

Vishous: I had already heard over and over the 411 on the newest inhabitant of the Manse, I still wasn’t sure I believed it, I mean fuck, now we are taking in Bastards as well as other walks of life. Every fucking time I turned around there were new peeps to trip over which was only more reason for why I kept my ass in the Pit. Screw all the noise of having wall to wall people around me, that shit makes me antsy and irritated and neither reaction was good for me. But here I was now, doing my part, doing something I never thought in my lifetime I would be doing and wrapping the back of my knuckles on the bedroom door where a fucking Bastard lay comfortably.

Throe: -I lifted my head when there was a solid knock on my door, knowing it wasn’t Zsadist because he wouldn’t have bothered knocking. Sliding off the bed, tossing my book onto the blanket as I walked slowly towards the door, I hesitated before pulling it open, unsure of who would be on the other side. Looking around quickly to make sure I hadn’t made a mess of the space I was lucky enough to have been given, I straightened my back and twisted the door knob, slowly opening it as I saw who was standing on the other side. I knew right away from the tattoos that lined the side of his face and his bright teal eyes that this was the Brother Vishous, having heard of him so many times during my stay at the Bloodletters camp. Having him standing right in front of me sent my memories of that place flashing to the forefront of my mind, and while I had never met this male, I was aware that he, in some ways, had a past like mine. I pulled the door open all the way, nodding once and smiling as I looked at him hesitantly- Hello, Vishous.

Vishous: A single black brow rose when the male before me greeted me by my name. We all knew of the Bastards, hell how could I not when the leader was supposed another offspring of the illustrious Bloodletter. I always did believe Xcor had daddy issues but fuck, to take them to the extent he’s taken them to in the past and the present was more than a simple ‘I was fucked over by my dick head of a father’ situation. I barely nodded and dove right into my reason for being here. “It’s my place to shove a GPS up your ass and make sure that we know what alley ways you piss in and what dumpsters you fuck behind.” The corner of my lips quirked up and I crossed my arms over my broad chest. “Don’t worry, I’ve done this a fuck load of times, you’ll only hurt for a minute or two.”

Throe: -Raising both brows in surprise at the directness of Vishous as he greeted me, then narrowing my gaze when he mentions the GPS chip. I knew much more about technology than I’d ever let on to Xcor, so I was aware that this brother wanted to be able to find me anytime, anywhere. The bastard in me wanted to protest, considering I’d spent the last centuries doing as I pleased, roaming the earth with the others, keeping out of the limelight. Now I was being forced to always be under surveillance, and as much as that didn’t settle right in my stomach, I said I would do anything to earn trust, and I intended on keeping that promise. Opening the door wider and motioning for him to enter, I nodded once, watching him as he moved inside-

Vishous: I stepped through the doorway in full gear as if I was getting ready to hit the street, of course that wasn’t a big surprise. I mean come the fuck on, I was entering a room that a supposed ex bastard was occupying, no way in hell was I entering it without my blades. I walked over to stand by the small desk in the corner of the room, my back to the wall and I started removing a few objects from my jacket pocket and laid it all out on the wooden desk. My diamond eyes took in the male in front of me, For all intents he looked like any of the Brothers under this roof. He had the build, height and obvious skills for fighting to last this long with Xcor. I kicked the chair out and nodded at it. “Take a seat and lets have some fun.”

Throe: -Standing still with the door knob still in my hand, I watch the brother as he made his way into my room. He was dressed like he was ready to go out hunting, assuming that after he did whatever he was had planned to do with me, that that was where he was headed. He motioned to the chair after pulling several things from his leather coat, setting them down on the table and looking at me expectantly. Moving to slowly approach him, I sat down in the chair, looking up at him as I pulled my sweatshirt over my head. Tossing it to the floor beside me, I watched Vishous closely, trying to see in him what I had heard all these years. As much as I tried to dim the memory of the Bloodletter from my mind, I found myself conjuring him up in my mind, comparing his features to the vampire standing in front of me- A GPS chip?  I’ve heard of one but never seen them used. -Looking down at the table, watching Vishous as he unpacked the items from a bag, I was interested. Not because I was trying to fight it, but because the technology here astounded me-

Vishous: A black tatted brow arched almost to my hairline. The currents that were firing in the males head were strong as fuck and impossible to ignore. I said fuck it and let my head semi clear, I caught a series of flashes that finally settled down to reveal the Bloodletter image taking up front and center in the Bastards head. “Having fond thoughts of the camp, Bastard.” It wasn’t really a question, more of a statement to let the guy know that not much of himself was able to be hidden from us in more ways than just the chip that would soon become a part of him. A wicked grin creased my lips when Throe seemed curious about the barely rice size device. “I use many things, this is just a drop in the basket of all my toys.” Shrugging, I set about taking the Bastards arm and rubbing a pre-packaged alcohol pad on his upper arm. I was already loading the small black injector and holding it to the Bastard’s arm as I was talking. “Just chill and don’t flinch.” In a blink all there was, was a small click and even smaller sting as the undetected device was shot into the upper arm. With one more swipe of a new alcohol pad I traded out one tool for another and watched the small screen until the red dot lit up on it and it beeped to acknowledge the transmission. “That’s one thing down, now, you’ll have a cell phone, in it you will find everything you will need contact wise.” I let the guys arm go and repacked the small bag and took the phone out of my pocket and handed it to Throe. “Each Brother is in here, along with the Manse’e line, Havere’s and his clinic along with our own personal Doc’s number. Later after Wrath gives the go ahead, I’ll load up the full kit and caboodle but right now you have what you need. I did add in one safe place location that you can use in a sitch, protect this fucker, or I will do more than just inject a chip in you and I won’t be as gentle.” I ended that on a grunt and took a step back to lean against the wall, my diamond eyes once again taking in the male. “Curiously, How much of a death wish did you have when you delivered yourself into the pits of hell?”

Throe: -Tilting my head curiously as Vishous zeroed right into what I had been thinking about, studying him as he held my hand flat against the table. Before I even had a chance to question him, the chip was inserted into my skin, lifting my arm to run my finger over the spot that held the device. If I hadn’t of watched him put it into my skin, I would have never known it was there. Lifting my head to look back at the brother, I lifted a brow when he handed me a cell phone. At first I thought he was returning the one they had taken from me when I had arrived, but this one was far newer and more advanced. I ran my thumb over the glass screen as he rattled of the details of who I would be able to contact, excitement stirring inside me. If I was being given a phone it meant it was alright for me to leave, with a brother, of course, and more importantly, it was alright for me to come back. I slipped it into the pocket of my jeans as I rested my back against the chair, absentmindedly rubbing the spot where the chip now lay inside me- I’ll guard it with my life. It’s the most expensive thing I’ve owned in ages. -Chuckles, laughing at my circumstance as Vishous relaxed, his back propped up against the wall, shrugging when he questioned me- No death wish, really. It was just my time to leave Xcor, and the opportunity presented itself. I knew there was a strong chance of getting my ass killed when I came, but it was alright with me. In a lot of ways, I considered my life to be…done.

Vishous: Most times I stayed back and observed while the other Brothers clamored on or did their thing, whether it be in the Billiard room where we’d all gather to shoot the shit or the theater room on the nights you could carouse us all together and get us to actually agree on something to watch. No matter where it was or the sitch, I’d stand back and watch those around me, here with Throe, it was just the two of us with no buffers so I observed the male blatantly with no qualms as to what I was doing. Right now it seemed he was running the gambit on all kinds of all kinds of realms. There was definite and easy to recognize excitement when the male checked the phone out and that had me curious in itself and then there was that underlying uncertainty which seemed more what I would expect of the Bastard in his present location. On my end the only thing I showed was a cocked brow and a light hint of canines at the mention of Xcor. I didn’t try to keep the venom from my tone when I spoke after Throe’s spill. “I was under the understanding that it was a rare occasion that anyone ‘Left’ Xcor…at least still breathing that is.”  The wheels in my head started spinning at warp speed but as always I brought it under control and kept the next words out of my mouth from coming out with all the full onslaught of in depth details that I was already listing in my nonstop brain. “Word on the street is you have been received by our King, which means you have pledged yourself to him and only him. Let’s see how much truth there is to that vow. After you have been here for a length of time and we as a whole under this roof and especially Wrath, feels that your word is truth, will you be able to stand with us and take out your past leader?”

Throe: -I couldn’t help but chuckle when Vishous said that no one ever left Xcor, and he was absolutely right on that assumption. A few had tried, over the years, and whether it be him, myself or both of us, they always paid the price for their betrayal. This situation was different, however, and as the brother stood and blatantly observed me, I had no qualms at all about spilling every bit of the situation that brought me here-  He assumed I would die, and he could have fucking cared less. -Sucking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly, my mind went back to the night where he let me go, returning Kisa to her male- I was by his side through century after century and it only took one day for him to decide that he cared nothing about myself or my life. I’m not saying that I thought he had any affliction towards me, but after all we had been through, he had no issue with sending me here. He had me feed his daughter, who we were both aware had the scent of another male on her skin. There were others he could have chosen to do such a thing, but it was me that he called on, not caring whether or not it put me at risk. -Growling under my breath as I forced myself to not fall subject to my anger, my eyes combed the room that I now called my own, taking in every piece of furniture and every article of clothing that hung in the closet, taking several deep breaths before I continued- The bottom line is that I wanted to leave the bastards because I did not agree with how things had changed and he did everything in his power at the time to set me up for the Fade. I’m sure he would be shocked to know that I am still alive. I resent the fuck out of him for everything that he has done, and yes, when the time comes I will without a doubt wish to be the one to put a dagger through his chest. I imagine I won’t be first in line for that, however.

Vishous: It was easy enough to tell that the males mind was spinning again, just this time I didn’t delve. There were times by an expression or a certain look in ones eyes that drew me in to take a walk through their head. What I seen there now was not one of those times. I waited until he finished reminiscing in his own mind and chose to speak. It didn’t take long and when the ex bastard spoke it was easy enough to hear the hatred mingled with pain lacing all that he said. “I’m sure the time for you to prove your words will come to pass and then I will see the validity in them. True.” An easy twisted grin curled the corners of my mouth up and I shrugged. “If I am present when the moment does come, I will be sure that you are holding the blade that ends his treasonous ways. I believe in proving ones words and that will hit home with doing just that for you and the words you have spoken.” I pushed off the wall and stepped away until I was standing in the center of the bedroom. ” I won’t say that it surprises me that you are here, it seems as of late the Manse is busting at the fucking seams with a bunch of rejects, why not add a bastard into the mix.” A dry chuckle filled the room and I eyed Throe once more. “I will say this, instead of setting you up with a tracking device in your arm, I would have been more in tune with finishing you off myself with my own blade through your chest. As it is, I am under orders by my Brother, our King to not harm you, for whatever reasons The Queen has taken a liking to you and as you know a mated male will roll over and die than to go against our mates. So in that regard you at the present moment are granted a reprieve. You just be sure to pay attention to the obvious and not so obvious key words spoken to you. Because all can change from one second to another and when it does swing in my daggers favor, I will be here for it. We understand each other?”

Throe: -Nodding quickly as Vishous spoke, I had to respect the fact that he would rather have killed me than welcomed me into his home. It was obvious that he was more than dedicated to his King and brothers, and I respected that more than he knew. Perhaps one day I would feel the bond that he felt, and defended, with the same group of vampires. I couldn’t help but hope that one day I would be within their circle, defended by them all, respected by them all, and loved by them all. Until that day, I would take what I could get.- We absolutely understand each other. I will do whatever is asked of me until the day where you all see where my loyalty resides. -Watching Vishous as he picked up his things and made his way towards the door, I nodded once when he said goodbye, the door opening and closing, leaving me alone again in my room.-