Eliza takes a job that leads to something extraordinary.
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The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental..
This story takes place in the fictional city of Springfield, California several hundred years in the future, so don’t go looking for it on a map. And in my little fictional world, there are no unwanted pregnancies or STD’s, except as plot driving devices. The author encourages the practice of safe-sex.
This story also consists entirely of f/f sexual intercourse.
Enjoy..
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Eliza was bored. Bored . . . bored . . . bored. She hated gigs like this, where it was ninety-nice percent waiting and only one-percent actual action. At that moment, she was hiding in an alcove about thirty feet from a diamond the size of a volleyball that had been uncovered in South America a few years earlier. The diamond was in a bulletproof glass case with all sorts of alarms and electronic wizardry that one her partners had personally approved. Rumor had it that some well-funded religious militia with delusions of spiritual connectedness to the jewel was going to make a major play for the Heaven’s Eye (as the diamond was called) sometime that weekend. The United State government had personally come to Eliza and her team and asked for them to provide additional security for the Eye while it was in the world renowned Springfield Museum. She had smiled at that. She didn’t really like working for this or any government, so she had upped her fee, but her contact had agreed to the price. The U. S. didn’t want to look bad by being the country that lost the priceless artifact. In a couple of days, the Eye would be finishing its worldwide tour in Paris.
‘Funny,’ she thought. ‘You couldn’t have picked a stranger team to hang out in a museum.’ She concentrated for a moment, causing her incisor teeth to extend for a moment. She thought that she might still have a bit of food stuck there and it was driving her nuts. The benefit of being a vampire was that you had some control over your teeth, making things like cleaning and flossing easier.
A few centuries earlier, this whole scenario would have been a little odd. But somehow, inexplicably, things had changed. In this world, as well as the one where Eliza and her kind came from, their were legends of monsters. In this world, the monsters were things like vampires, werewolves and dragons. These were the things that went bump in the night and hid under the bed of little kids. In Eliza’s world, those “monsters” were humans. Scientists, theologians and philosophers had argued for decades about what it all meant. One thing that they agreed on was that there were more than one dimensions that made up reality. The best guess was that over the course of evolution for both dimensions, cracks had formed in the intervening dimensional wall. Occasionally, someone or something would slip through. Then a much larger, very visible crack had formed on this planet, allowing people from sister “Earths” to pass through. While panic and mayhem had ensued when the two worlds first encountered each other, it became quickly obvious that the two sides had a mutual problem: what if the crack in reality got bigger. So desperation had brought about peace faster than anything else could.
The two worlds were actually identical in geographic makeup, which surprised everyone. But there were certain things that had been quite different. Humans had all but lost the capacity for magic, and had subsequently made up for it through technological innovations. Some of the races that inhabited Terra (as Eliza’s world was called in this world) used magic as a commonplace tool, but this had caused them not to make the technological strides that humans had. Eliza herself had been living in what humans considered a medieval castle when she had crossed into this world over thirty years earlier. Humans and vampires were incredibly similar biologically. Vampires were stronger, faster and lived much longer than humans. Some vampires could live several centuries without batting an eye, and a powerful vampire sorcerer or sorceress could live for a millennium. But pregnancies amongst vampires were incredibly long as well, averaging about three human years, and only a small amount of coupling ever resulted in pregnancy. So the long lives of vampires were balanced with difficulty in creating new life. And despite human legend, vampires could NOT create new members of their kind by feeding off the lifeblood of other species and being fed off themselves. Human blood was incredibly nourishing to vampires, so humans that agreed to donate their blood or let themselves be “nibbled on” were welcome in vampire society. But humans found themselves the recipient of an unexpected benefit of their interaction with the undead. Blood siphoned through a vampire’s body was cleaned of impurities, so many vampires lent themselves to hospitals and medical organizations to aid in the study and curing of a number of diseases. By the time Eliza had made her first journey to this world, the two dimensions had actually begun to coexist quite happily, much to everyone’s surprise. Between human understanding of physics and Terra’s understanding of magic and dimensional portals, the crack between the alternate dimensions had been stabilized. The two worlds interacted, did business and explored one another.
Eliza herself was a reasonably powerful sorceress. She came from a line of nobility that stretched back thousands of years. She had been groomed to be a socialite and debutante, and her parents had hoped she would become the chief spell-caster of the local governor. All her teachers and friends and family had recognized the power she held. But then the inevitable had happened. Eliza had become, in human terms, a teenager.
Eliza had grown restless as her parents planned her life for her. She wanted to go out and live a little. And her parent’s attempts to find her a suitable mate had driven her over the edge. It wasn’t that finding attention for her was particularly difficult. She was five feet, nine inches tall with delicate but well-defined muscles. She had full red lips, high cheekbones, short white hair, a small chin and brilliant yellow eyes. She turned heads of both human and vampire suitors. She had a full bosom and a heart-shaped posterior, making her a radiant specimen, no matter what race you were. When she had been growing up, she heard stories about the technological marvels of Earth and some of the sights, and she had wanted to visit. She had gotten a human tutor to teach her the English, French, German, Spanish and Russian languages. When she graduated from her academic academy, her parents had promised to send her on an excursion to Earth as a gift. She had traveled all over this world and had fallen in love with it. Her own people were . . . very stuffy. They were what Americans would call “very Euro-trash.” Humans were much more blunt and less inclined towards ceremony, and her restless nature found that appealing. Then she had come to the bright lights and big cities of the United States. She knew then that she wanted to stay. Her parents had objected, her peers had acted shocked, but she had made up her mind. While visiting between worlds was common, living in the other world full time was a little more rare and required a lot of paperwork and persuasion. Her parents were fairly influential and finally managed to get it arranged, but they had made Eliza agree to bring over some “insurance,” just to make sure she was safe. That “insurance” was her friend Thug. Thug was a troll.
Trolls were scary animals to most people and vampires. Actually, they were scary to everything that had the sense to BE scared. Trolls were natives of Terra, and they had life spans twice that of humans but the pregnancy rate of vampires. You might think this would make them an endangered species. But very little endangered a troll. They averaged about eight feet in height, had shoulders as wide as some cars, huge noses that could smell quarry a mile away and tusks emerging from their mouths. The tended to be hunched over and covered with powerful muscles (Thug’s forearms were as wide around as Eliza’s shoulders). Trolls were all both male and female, capable of impregnating one another easily. Like vampires, they were nocturnal creatures who could see in the dark and could even see heat signatures given off by other creatures. They were incredibly fast over short sprints, had skin that was as tough as stone and had incredible regenerative properties. Unless you went after them with something really hot and/or fiery, very little could actually kill them. Trolls tended to be somewhat magic resistant as well. But if all that wasn’t scary enough, they also had the chameleon-like ability to sort of merge with their background and change their skin color (which was normally a yellowish-green). They had been ambush predators in the early years of their evolution, and some of their more useful traits had survived. Trolls and vampires had existed somewhat harmoniously, though interaction between the two groups had been limited. Thug’s parent had actually worked for Eliza’s father, and the two had been unlikely friends for four decades. Trolls were just as smart as any other race, but people assumed they were stupid due to their appearance. When Eliza had decided to open up her security business, she had already planned on bringing Thug on board, so her parent’s request was no inconvenience whatsoever.
As she had been trained to act as a protector, so she decided to continue along those lines in her new home. So she had started putting together an oddball team. She herself provided hand-to-hand combat ability as well as magical aptitude. Magic didn’t work quite as well in this world, but she was still formidable. Thug was definitely the muscle of the outfit but was very good at stakeouts (due to his chameleon ability and patience).
Then there was Wyrm, a human hacker, programmer, and all around electronics guru. Wyrm was the cockiest son of a bitch that Eliza had ever met, but he was also charming and somewhat handsome. Eliza realized that having attractive employees helped make the business itself more attractive to its clients. Wyrm could have been an underwear model, but he was a bit too much of a techno-geek.