Orion’s Fate

The fog is thick. Not in the air, but in my head. So many thoughts and emotions pulling in so many different directions. The fog is clouding any sensible thought that comes to mind. It’s strong and powerful. Alarm bells ring across my body as if I’m in enemy territory. As soon as my clouded mind recognizes there’s a threat, it gets pulled towards lust and need. Unsure where the need came from, but grateful there is already a willing and heavenly being in human form standing in front of me to sate this undeniable need. The fog is clouding any memory of how we met or even how we came to be in a private room together. Her hands all over me just as much as mine are all over her. Neither of us seeming to care about anything happening outside this room, as if we are in a trance.Alarms! ‘Where was I before I came in here?’ ‘What was I doing?’ ‘For the love of all that is Holy, she tastes so sweet.’Alarms! ‘Wait, what was her name?’ ‘Did I even ask?’ ‘Shit. She’s so soft. Her

Ryker POV I can’t say I ever remember my head splitting and pounding this extreme before. After all the hell I been through, bullet holes and knife wounds, not even the special combination of silver and iron type of torture can compare. Keeping my eyes shut while I try to breathe through it, waiting for my advanced healing to ease some of the pain. I hear my brother and best friend ask with some concern in his voice. “What happened last night, Brother?” Not even sure how to respond to that myself just yet, I open my eyes and take a look around. Around the open kitchen and living room concept. The bar counter looks out into the average size living room. Nothing special or even pretty about the temporary home we chose to stay in. We had a job to do. This was simply a place to sleep and organize our next phase of operations. With a deep breath and exhale I admitted slowly, “It’s unclear the direction of last nights events.” “What the F-k does that mean?” Syn said, sounding

Ryker POV As I was waiting for Bayne to see if the mystery female from last night had some kind of internet footprint, so we maybe be able to find her general whereabouts, I showered and slept off the remaining hangover. Feeling better, I joined the others to find out what they found. "There you are. I was wondering when you were going to join us. You don’t look like hell anymore. I hope that means you feel better." "Yes, I do actually. Any news?” I responded, nodding towards Bayne. “We got lucky. The females she accompanied posted on social media. They also included some exuberant and bold photos, which was very helpful. They even have the decency to tag names. In this one here, you can see the birthday girl, Paityn Windsor and her sister, Lyric Windsor, also another friend common in the photos, Kinsey Cole. The sisters’ own a coffee shop while the friend runs a homeless shelter/soup kitchen. Ms Cole vendors out of a meal on wheels called Meal Mentors. I traced Lyric Windsor’s

Ryker POV“First, we should separate them for the interview to check and see if any stories they may have, line up.” I started off with the preparations as soon as we arrived back at our humble abode. I waited patiently to see if anyone else had anything more to offer.“This is going to be tricky. If they are human and are completely unaware of our kind, we could be risking exposure. If we were to separate them in, let’s say different rooms of the coffee shop, we will have to be very careful with our questions.” Bayne pointed out. I simply nod in agreement. Syn made a suggestion,“We could catch each one when they are already separated at their places of employment.”“Then we would have to do all the interviews at the same time so they don’t have a chance to contact one another afterwards to warn them.” Bayne stated.“That seems to be the best option for this. Though, obviously I won’t be able to offer any questioning to Lyric.” I said ringing my hands through my hair, noticing I

3rd Person POV Paityn is happily working in her little cafe, Mocha Munchies. She felt she was exactly where she wanted to be in life. This was her dream, a dream come true. So why does she feel so empty? Paityn thought reaching her dreams would fill tha emptiness. She refuses to believe it’s because she just needed someone to share it with. Yes, she has Eric, but if Paityn is honest with herself, she’s only wit him so she doesn’t feel so lonely. Yes, she has lyric and Kinsey as well. Her sister and best friends. She loves them, but… yes, there was always a but. She wants to be loved on a level they are not capable of. They can’t satisfy her needs. Which, of course, Eric doesn’t either. She should just end it so she’s not leading him on. It’s not like it would be hard for him to move on. He had his eyes on the waitress practically the whole night we were at the club, to celebrate MY birthday. After I finish restocking from the morning rush, I helped out the few more late customers we