All Of The Dead (a necromancer story)

Lucan It had been six months since Esmeralda had been ripped away from us and been pulled down into purgatory, I’d felt it happen, but she was gone before I had time to even blink. A knock on my door had me groaning from the bed. “Go away!” I yelled. “No, open this door, d.ick, you can’t just sleep all day when you’ve got bills to pay. Up!” Dana called through the door. “F.uck you!” I called back. “You know I’ll find a way to smash this door down.” I got up at that, I quickly pulled on my jogging bottoms, didn’t bother with finding a shirt to put on and opened the door. She looked me up and down, “damn, even when you’re looking rough you’re still hot.” I rolled my eyes at her and moved away from the door so she could come in. “What do you want?” I sighed and collapsed onto the sofa. “Well one, we need to keep working, so we can have money, and two, you need to stop sulking and get off your a.ss and keep searching for a way to bring our girl back.” “I haven’t stopped searching, there just f.ucking isn’t anything to be found. I’ve searched every spell, necromancy spell, gone to every witch in the damn country, but no one knows how.” Dana came and flopped herself down next to me and linking an arm through mine she lay her head on my shoulder. “Well, if you’re still alive, then surely those necromancers that were just like you are too. Someone’s got to know something about them, even just one of them could help. I’ll keep looking, but In the meantime, let’s go to work.” She got up and then took my hand and yanked me up too and shoved me towards my bedroom, when I turned to glare at her, she only grinned and s.lapped my a.ss to get me moving. Work was mostly a blur, I tried to be sympathetic where it was needed, but I wasn’t feeling it like I normally did. I thanked my lucky stars that no one wanted a zombie raised because I wasn’t even sure I’d have the energy required to summon one. All I could think about was Esmeralda, where she was and how scared she must be feeling, it was hell on earth up here trying to find a way to bring her back, I could only imagine how much worse it was for here down there. The spirit world wouldn’t talk to me about it, they refused to help me break any rules with death. When closing time came, I couldn’t leave fast enough. Dana joined me, and together we headed to the hall to train. These days I enjoy fighting and hunting vampires a little too much. I lay punch after punch into the punching bag while Dana did some solo moves. I punched the bag until my knuckles bled, but I didn’t use my full strength because the last two times I’d done that I’d broken the bags and had to replace them. Dana came over to me and gently pulled me into the middle of the room, “come on, let’s spar,” she said. I knew what she was doing, trying to distract me from my thoughts, I didn’t say anything and just went with it taking turns with her to do our jabs, kicks, and punches and then our blocks. Our fighting style was a mix of martial arts and boxing as I’d learnt both during the years and Dana had done a little boxing, I’d taught her everything I knew when we met, and it had done us well during hunts. She swept my legs from under me and I crashed to the floor hard, she jumped on top of me, straddling me and pinned my arms above my head. “Cheer the f.uck up,” she was looking down at me and sweating by this point. “Maybe I’ll cheer up when you stop dripping sweat into my f.ucking face.” She s.lapped me round the face hard and I tried to ignore the feelings that produced, I knew what she was doing. “Get off me.” I tried to break free, but I’d taught her a little too well, so I couldn’t do much of anything. “Esmeralda would completely understand if you needed a distraction Lucan and last I checked you were only dating at the time and nothing serious, if you need to use me to think clearly, then do it.” I shook my head no, and she leaned down and kissed me anyway. I turned my head to the side, “Dana, stop it.” She pulled my face back to her and kissed me again. I kissed her back for a few seconds and then pushed her off and quickly got to my feet, “just stop it and leave me alone,” I snapped. She came over to me and pushed me hard enough to make me stumble, “f.uck you! I lost her too, and it kills me every day, but I know you and I know you get moody and don’t think straight when you don’t have s.ex for a long time. It’s been eight months now, so f.ucking use me, so you can think clearly and get out of this foul mood, I’d rather Es be alive hating me than dead to me.” She did know me well. S.ex did help my mood lift when I was frustrated, and I did think more clearly, I’d tried wanking but it didn’t do much to help. I pushed Dana against the wall and kissed her hard. “I’m not f.ucking you, just foreplay,” I mumbled against her lips, She nodded and kissed me back, her hand sliding down my trousers and grabbing my thick hard e.rection. I moaned against her lips and with my hand down her trousers too I fingered her fast and hard. She came before I did and then got onto her knees and put me in her mouth and started to suck. I wrapped her hair in my hand, knowing she liked rough play and roughly pulled her head back and forth on my d.ick until I was coming in her mouth. I felt sick afterwards and moved away from her. “What’s wrong?” She asked. Turning to look back at her, I answered, “what’s wrong? I just cheated on my girlfriend, we shouldn’t have f.ucking done that, don’t ever touch me again Dana, I mean it.” “You’re thinking more clearly now, I bet though, right? I bet if you were to think of something new for Es now, you’d get something.” I did think, and weirdly, I did get something, maybe nothing but still something. “Your friend Diamond knew one of those necromancers, a friend of mine, if you were to get her to meet me again I wonder if she knew any others or if she has any contact with any others?” “One, she is not my friend, two, why would you think she’d be close to any of them?” I shrugged, “I don’t know, but she sounded like she was close to my old friend William, maybe she had a thing for necromancers, at this point I don’t care I’m willing to try anything.” “See, told you,” she grinned. I flipped her the finger and walked out the building, leaving her to run and catch up with me. “Look, I’m sorry, I know Es will probably be mad as hell when she finds out, but at least she’ll be alive to slap me for it.” I stopped walking, making her bump into me and turned around. “Not everything requires s.ex, you know, I would have come up with something eventually.” “Yes, but it’s been over a month since you thought of anything new and a little frustration out of the way and bam an idea pops into your head.” “Whatever.” I climbed into the car and waited for her to get into the passenger seat. Dana could drive, but she mostly just had me drive her home from work as it was on my way home anyway, and she was only a ten-minute walk from her home to work. As I parked up outside her house she looked at me, “I’ll make sure the meeting is set up for tomorrow, in the meantime try and get some rest. Goodnight,” she leaned in and kissed me on the cheek and jumped out of the car. When she was safely inside, I drove home. Tom, my ginger cat, greeted me and looked behind me like he did every time I walked through the door. “Sorry buddy, she’s not back yet.” He would always look for Esmeralda as she’d been his favourite person, I bent down to stroke him and ignored the hurt I felt and chose to feel anger instead. This Diamond vamp better have some answers for her sake, I knew she didn’t kill the people she fed from which is why she was still breathing, ha, but if she didn’t have any good news for me, I wasn’t sure how I’d react, a p.issed off me near vampires wasn’t a good idea. I tried to sleep, but as usual, I tossed and turned all night. I worried about Esmeralda being trapped in purgatory, she was so sweet and innocent she didn’t belong in a place like that, I knew I should have done the right thing and made her cross over into the light, but my selfishness had kept her here, and now she was trapped in that godforsaken place while I tried to find a way to bring her back. It had been eight months now, which left me four months to find a way to bring her back before her mother would come and cross her over into the light. Dana thought I was miserable because I missed her and was frustrated about how long it was taking to bring Esmeralda back, but the last two months I’d finally come to terms with the fact that we would never see her again, even as powerful as I was I knew there was no bringing someone back from the dead. Dana coming onto me today wasn’t what really angered me so much, it was being intimate with her, or any female, making Esmeralda’s death feel final, I thought if I kept true to her then there was somehow still hope, it was a fools hope but still, I clung to it. When morning came I got up for work, I had a quick shower and then pulled on some jeans, my black combat boots and a muscle fit pale blue t-shirt. It would pass the time until I could meet Diamond, she was a vampire, so it wouldn’t be until night fall until I could talk to her, they could spend a few hours out in daylight but no more than four hours, so they usually slept during the day. Esmeralda had been different because she didn’t drink blood, she had fed on the emotions of people, but without blood it weakened her, slowly she was dying so that not even sunlight affected her much. Since drinking my blood, I’d become some sort of a sire to her or something, I’d created a bond between us and my blood had changed her so that she wasn’t quite vampire, but not quite human, we didn’t know what she was, but it meant she could walk in the daylight completely fine. She needed to eat and drink real foods and liquids again and the strangest part was her heart was beating again, not properly, it was slow and irregular but beating nonetheless. During our fight with Aramaya, the mother of the night, Esmeralda had done something to her, somehow she’d used my necromancy through her own body to kill Aramaya. I’d felt my power awaken inside of me, and I’d felt it as Esmeralda had siphoned some of it from me , I didn’t think she’d known what she was doing, but it was something I knew a hundred percent that no other supernatural let alone a vampire had ever done before. I hadn’t felt weak or affected in any way by it, so I knew she hadn’t stolen my necromancy, it was strange, it was like we now shared it or something…or did until she died.