Nathaniel eyed her maliciously. “That was before you reminded me that no good comes from your kind,” he pointed out. “Go ahead and test me.”
"I once was a person. I once mattered." She sighed deeply, praying the guilt trip would work. After all she needed his trust to get the blood.
“Clearly, you’ve lost touch of your roots. Whatever person you used to be, I can’t see under your evil mask,” he said. “Now, step aside.”
"Maybe you just are not looking hard enough. Plus you can't tell me even the sweetest of angels doesn't have a dark side." She purred, not moveibg a inch.
He raised an eyebrow and looked at her irritably. “You’re da.mn right about that,” he snapped. “You’re about to see the dark side of an angel, if you don’t get out of the way.”
"You know, I kind of like you. Brave. Not afraid if me…" Darcy started "I wonder what other dark sides you have..." She was truly interested in him now. He had sparked her interest, if only for the moment.
You have no idea, he thought. But he pushed it away. “I warned you,” he said, taking a swift step back and grabbing the curtain—he was fully prepared to yank it down. He looked at her darkly. “You shouldn't delay a guardian angel after curfew is up.”
"Wow. You've got guts. It's a good thing I haven't killed you yet. You are kind of interesting." Darcy told him sweetly. "Now, why don't you tell me about your angel dark side..." She purred stepping closer. After all all vampires were beautiful, but she just happen to be one of the most stunning.
Tch. Audacious little… “Why don’t I show you,” he spat. With a quick movement, he removed the curtain and light flooded the room. It was well past dawn now. There was only one shadowed area in the opposite corner, caused by his wing graciously blocking some light.
Darcy screamed, collapsing to the ground, she couldn't even find the strength to move. She just remained in a heap on the floor to die.
He allowed her to experience the pain a little longer then he should have, but he did move in front of the window to effectively block the light and darken the room once again. He crossed his arms. “If there’s one thing you don’t want to mess with, it’s me when I’m irritated. Do you still find my dark side amusing?” He said icily.
"Yes. You are brave." Darcy whispered through the pain. She knew very well that he would just kill her off. There was no way she could move for days. If he didn't kill her it would be a slow painful death. He didn't understand how badly the sun effected her.
Seeing that she was quite incapacitated, He turned to replace the curtain. He didn’t feel any remorse whatsoever. He had warned her numerous times. She brought it upon herself. He picked her pathetic frame off the floor and set her on the bed. “You could’ve just stepped aside,” he whispered. He backed away to the door. “Good luck, I guess,” he told her absently. He was thinking about how this would blow his cover back in the city in the clouds. The council would be furious.
"To break the spell
To change your fate
You must earn the love
Of a angel mate
With the true words
I love you too"
Darcy told him with a sigh. "I need you." She however left off the last verce
'The gift of blood
Marks it true'
(( Random question. If she bites him and gets his blood, wouldn’t he become a vampire? So it’s like the ultimate sacrifice or something. ))
He stopped abruptly at the threshold, before taking two steps back into the room. “You’re seriously asking me to fall in love with you, after all this?” he said flatly. “You’ve got to be joking.”
((He doesn't know...... Bhahahahaha))
"Is it stupid?" Darcy sighed not meeting his eyes. "Am I that horrid?"
(( My, my, she is evil. Hahaha poor dude. Maybe my pre-planned twist will help him later.))
“I have no sympathy,” he admitted, “or empathy. So don’t even try prying out those emotions.” He leaned against the door. “Besides, even if it isn’t stupid—which it is, frankly—and even if you have everything a man could ever dream of and have them drooling at your feet, it still doesn’t change the fact I can’t fall in love on command. There is no ‘instant love’ button. And let me remind you, you are a vampire. Vampires are horrid. So that answers both your questions.”
"Well then we have a few things in common. I know all of that. Vampires are horrible but I'm not. I want cured. I'm asking for you to just give me a chance. What could it hurt Mr. Dark angel?" Darcy purred maybe he could just give her a chance?
He strode over to the edge of the bed and knelt down to her level. “It could hurt a lot, actually. There’s a reason angels and vampires shy away from each other.” He wasn’t going to add that it was because vampires where pretty good at hurting angels, because then he would have to admit that he was getting the worse part of the deal. He gave her yet another dark look. “Mr. Dark angel, huh?” he smirked. “I doubt your little rhyme applies to a fallen angel,” he whispered.
"And why is that?" Darcy asked knowing the reason well. " don't know. But I'd be happy to find out. She looked over to him, worst thing that could happen is some fun." She did t believe a word of that but it was nice to pretend.