#dantera

Kara was annoyed well more than annoyed he was furious. His human had disappeared into the company labs and hadn’t been seen. That was not so unusual but the the lack of texts and missed calls drove him batty. He knew his human was busy but this was enough. His human knew better than to test him.

Kara was walking towards the building shades on in the middles of the night when a large explosion threw him back. The labs where his human worked was destroyed.

Of course to appease the mourning humans there was a brief funeral held for all those lost in the accident. Most of the graves were empty. They simple couldn’t find the bodies or there weren’t enough of the victims to bury.

Kara waits til the evening to visit Dante’s grave. He’s furious. He knew he should have lead Dante to another facility and not one so cheaply made. He knew the Carrows well in 1884 he knew their ancestors and they were a nasty bunch of people. It didn’t matter now. There was nothing he could do to fix it Dante was gone...wait.

Kara sniffs the air curious. How can he smell Dante’s scent when their is an empty box for his body. He follows the scent quickly making sure to not lose it’s trail when he finds Dante passed out on the graves. He toes Dante’s middle and sees the labored breaths. He will discuss sleeping in a graveyard and worrying his mate at a later date but for now he is going to care for Dante.

Dante awakens hours later in the middle of the night. He’s in the living room of his home. He startles and falls out of the make shift bed.

“About time you woke up,” Kara says stabbing a bit of meat off his plate. “Your wounds are healing nicely. Is there anything you want to tell me Dante?”

“No I...I need to leave,” he says panicked looking outside, “I can’t stay here,” he says getting up heading towards the door.

Kara stops him, “why are you running,” he asks as Dante tries to push through Kara but it is easier said than done even when Kara is a foot shorter than him.

“Kara you don’t understand I-” he yelps and falls to the floor in pain, “run...run,” he shouts at him before losing control of his limbs as he transforms.

His back arches and lengthens as his limbs pop and break and reform to his new body. Fur sprouts out from his body as his snout lengthens and his teeth grow larger and sharper. Kara watches in shock and anger. Someone had touched his human. They would pay.

After the transformation is complete the now wolf Dante whimpers and snaps at Kara to get away. Kara smiles and hushes Dante.

Dante was finishing up his report for work. It was terrible bringing work home but he needed to go through all the correct paperwork and red tape in order to help this little boy get emancipated from his over zealous mother. His mother was trying to cure him and thus had been abusing him both verbally and physically claiming only the word of god could save him from his sins. Since religious freedom was difficult to condemn even with abuse he was having to jump through too many hoops in order to prosecute the mother. He was just finishing the last paragraph when Kara entered their apartment.

He looks up from his paper and sighs, “Kara why is your face bloody? Is it your blood or...”

“Not my blood,” he says as he smears the blood on his face.

“Please tell me you didn’t do something stupid,” he says rubbing his head. The computer screen was giving him a migraine.

“Do you have so little faith in me,” he grins before heading to the kitchen sink to wash the blood off.

“No I just don’t feel like finding out in tomorrow paper that some man or woman was found with two puncture holes in their neck. I don’t want to move again I like living here Kara and...”

Kara smiles and walks over to Dante and stands on his toes to kiss his giant, “calm yourself Dante. I just had a little snack nothing to worry over.”

“You said you were going to use blood bags from now on and not go hunting so much,” Dante frowns crossing his arms. “Who was it this time? Did you kill them?”

“Of course I did you know I only drink the life from people who deserve to die. I wouldn’t worry too much over your case anymore. Something tells me the mother might be out of the picture,” he grins.

Dante gasps, “you didn’t! Kara why?! What if it implements him or traces back to,” he doesn’t have time to say anything else as Kara kisses him back on the lips.

“Dante have any of my kills ever been traced back to you? No so don’t worry about it. I just made your case very easy and besides the woman wanted to see god so badly I just gave her an express pass. To be honest though I don’t think she’s going to meet them.”

Dante looks at Kara before quirking his lips, “you drank her because you wanted us to be able to make our vacation trip this week.”

“What would I ever purposely kill someone just so you don’t have to work so much and we can go have some fun in the mountains? Dante shame on you...it was part of the reason other part was she just needed to be put down,” he teases as Dante sighs looking down at Kara.

“Thank you Kara,” he replies closing his lap top, “since I don’t have to rush this report I think you know what that means,” he smiles, “I want a massage for my shoulders and back. I’ve been hunched over for that paper all day.”

D.A.N.T.E Defense Against Neutral Terrain Expedition aka a glorified GPS with a barrier shield. Kara did not need one of these robots. She did not desire one. Why does she need protection when she can chop her enemies head off with ease or have Maria heal her wounds. Her runes and partner Maria can handle any threat and have since the Academy failed in providing provisions for their mercenaries. No she does not need this clunking pile of junk following her.

“Turn off your light,” she hisses at Dante hearing the groans of the undead coming closer.

“I can not it is...”

“I said turn it off,” she hisses at him.

Dante tries to speak out but can’t as he turns the light off essentially himself. This Kara is going to leave him here and he’ll rust and decompose where no one will find him. Not like anyone cares about a robot when millions can be made but still, he does have feeling even if they are programed.

He wakes up and blinks his eyes as the gears move once again. He looks over at Kara covered in blood and grimaces. He’s about to speak when he is interrupted.

“Why did you not say it was your control switch?”

“I tried too you didn’t let me finish. I see we have moved approximately 2.43 miles from last point of contact. Why was I not left behind? It would have made both or yours journey easier and I am easily replaceable as all DANTEs are...”

“You’re not replaceable. You’re ours,” Kara huffs, “now put up the barrier and rest.”

[Text] I’m sorry but I won’t make it home...ever again. This is the end of the road for me Dante, take care of Hannah for me, and don’t tell her about the results of the pregnancy test I had taken last night, it will only make her sad. They won’t get here in time, I can feel the fire getting closer, and the fuel tank is about to go...and I can’t hear the sirens yet. I’m going to miss you, and I love you.