#insert imagines

It was the noise of opening and closing cabinet doors in the other room that woke me up from my slumber. With a fast-beating heart and sweaty palms I sat up quickly in the bed looking around the room. It was far too dark for me to tell where I was or investigate anything. I slowly began to take deep breaths as my eyes very slowly adjusted to the dark in the house to see what was in the room. The only warmth I felt was covers over me I could still feel the cold body laying beside that was now stirring beside me. Slowly sleep that was fogging up my brain was slipping away as the memory of yesterday flooded my brain slowly in bits and pieces.

“Shhh… you are safe little banshee,” He spoke softly but his voice sounded deeper as he was trying to wake up himself too.

I could hear shuffling at the door before a dip in the bed made me jump and push my back against the headboard of the bed without a second thought. “You are so jumpy in the morning aren’t you little banshee.” The female voice registered as Pam after a few second and I slowly began to catch my breath before it was soon gone the moment, she straddles my lap.

“Bastards never stocked the place, so we have to get food for her, but it’s still sun light outside,” Pam said sounding extremely annoyed while getting comfortable on my lap and stroking my cheek gently, “But good morning to you sleepy head.”

The kiss alone woke up ever feeling and nerve in my body as I began to kiss her back while I felt Eric’s kisses against my shoulder. “Pam call who you need too now. I don’t care how we get the fucking supplies,” Eric’s stern voice made me shiver and I could even feel Pam’s body stiffen from the command. I almost forgot who was in charge in the room.

Without saying a word, she left the room without saying another word leaving the both of us alone to sit in silence. I didn’t even know what to say and to nervous to even move at this point, but his hand began to roam my body a little bit more. He ran it slowly up my back, pealing it from the headboard, until I was pulled gently into his lap, “Don’t worry little banshee. We’ll get you fed soon. I can hear your stomach growling already,” he said simply.

“You don’t have to do this,” I whispered into his chest. The words were barely audible but with his hearing he heard it just fine.

“Yes, I do. We said we’re going to take care of you. I know it doesn’t make sense. I know it seems weird to have us be so kind to you after all you’ve been through, but you deserve to be taken care of.”

“You just met me,” I whispered.

This made him chuckle slightly, “Hmm true. When you have lived as long as we have, you begin to realize that humans’ lives are too short. For you it’s very unknown how long your lifespan is to be honest. Far too many stories in the world regarding Banshee’s. Each one adding their own culture into it but generally being the same regarding their powers.”

As he spoke, he was gently rubbing my back and rubbing gently circling on my hips in such calming way that it was easy to melt in his arms. I smiled as he continued to speak, “You’re not the first crazy creature that’s showed up on our doorstep. Not the last either, but the first with your story. You know our story and who we are and yet you trust us. We drank from you and could feel it to be genuine. You trusted us with no strings attached. Pam and I don’t receive that type of love often.”

“That’s because it’s true. I hope you know that.” I whispered.

“I know. You weirdo,” He whispered. I simply laughed. I didn’t expect it back so soon nor ever but them simply caring for me was enough.

“Can you do that with everyone, the whole see their lives when you feed off of them?” I asked softly playing with his hair.

“Not always. Sometimes it hits us whether we want it or not, and sometimes we don’t see a thing,” He whispered and leaning against my hand as he was almost purring at the affection.

“Why would people want me? Not in that way but why are they hunting me?” I asked. The affection was over as quickly as it started. I felt his hand move up and grab mine and move it to his lips to kiss it before he kissed my forehead.

“You jumped into what you’re saying is a fictional world. And if you’re saying this is the past then you also time traveled. Little banshee you’re able to do more than ring out the call of someone’s death. Something inside of you can do more and we need to find out what. Sadly, others are going to want to know too. Except they’re not going to be nice about it. Do you understand?”

I hated that he was speaking to me as if I was a child, but I understood why he was saying it like this. I could only assume he was trying to be gentle with me, but I nodded my head. “Yes, I understand.”

The conversation stuck with me for the rest of the day as both Eric and I tried our best to entertain ourselves while we waited for Pam. Not that we didn’t make out or touch, but it was hard to continue when we the question was in the air. Where the hell was pam? I had no way of contacting her and I saw Eric on the phone all day and could only assume it was his attempts to contact her or contact people who could find her at this point. Pam was his partner in life, and I understood that he was freaking out at this point and the guilt of her being out there before of me was killing me.

“You should go find her,” I finally said once we opened a few windows to let the moonlight in.

“I can’t leave you by yourself,” he said but I could see him looking at the door and the keys. I sighed.

“I can go—”

“I said no!” He yelled across the living room leaving me to suck in a sharp breath. I know he was upset I couldn’t blame him either and me nagging him wasn’t exactly helping either. Instead of instigating I backed away to give him space while he began to dial on his phone once more.

I was trying to make sure their coffins were okay when I heard the front door opening. It was either Pam or Eric finally left. I rushed out the room to see a man that didn’t belong here at all. I gasp so loud, and another sick feeling was creeping in my stomach. The same bubble of a scream was at the pit of my stomach was begun to crawl once more, but I tried my best to hold it back.

“Who the fuck are you,” Eric said standing in the way of the hallway.

The man slowly looked up and began to laugh with a cocky smile on his face, “You weak fucks and the inability to walk in day light. This universe is very strange and honestly can’t wait to get the fuck out of here. So how about you give me the girl. I’ll give you back the mouthy bitch in our van, and we’ll never have to see each other again.”

Eric with lightening speed was in the man’s face in a blink of an eye which made me gasp because the man just laughed again. “Well, I guess lightning speed is on your side, but weird we look a little alike. Maybe vampires are breed from the same fucking guy.”

Before I had a chance to even scream the man threw Eric into the living room wall and threw the bricks until he was laying outside. “Peter, grab her.”

The moment I felt his arm on me I punch him, but I knew his strength was stronger than mine, but I tried my best to struggle until the scream that was creeping up couldn’t be held back anymore. The scream was let out so strong that it rumbled the building we were in.

The arms that were around me let go quickly. All I could do was scream as the building around me began to collapse around me. I was pulled from the building until I felt metal underneath me and felt a hand around my mouth. And a vehicle being driven in light speed.

“How the fuck do you get her to stop!?” I heard yelling in my ear.

“She’ll stop when she’s ready just hold her tight. I should have just fucking killed you if I didn’t need answers from you,” that voice I knew and suddenly the screaming stopped, and it ended until I could finally feel normal once more.

It took far to long to finally be able to breath once more. I blinked a few times until the hand pulled away from me and the vehicles brakes were slammed making both mine, and the body behind me slam against the seats in front.

“Fucking Christ old geezer learn to drive!”

Before I knew it the back doors were open, and two men were on top of each other beating the crap out of each other before I had to run out of the vehicle. I took a deep breath and just let out the biggest banshee scream I could muster. I had never tried it on my own, but it disabled both because they both pulled away holding their ears.

Eric pulled away and rushed towards me and pulled his arms around me, “Okay I’ll stop!”

I stopped screaming to look at the man on the ground who looked rough from the collapsed building he must have run from. “Roman why are here!” I yelled.

“You know him?” “You know me!” Both men said at the same time before looking at each other. Roman coughed up blood but stood up before they looked at each other.

“Of course, I do.” I said softly. “You’re Roman Godfrey, CEO of Godfrey Industries and you don’t belong here!” I yelled slapping him across his face.

“Why are you here roman? What happened to everyone!?” I yelled.

“We don’t know but you screamed means someone died. I’m still very connected to Pam and I feel her very much alive,” Eric said before looking up at Roman who looked shocked and shook his head before looking like he was about to cry.

“I’m a fucking idiot.” He whispered. “I came here too. Help me. I’m trapped in my world. I want to break away and change things, but I guess I fucked that all up.”

I sighed trying to figure out what he might mean until it kind of clicked in my head what he meant but I needed more answers, “How old is your daughter Roman?”

He pulled the phone from his tattered suit jacket and showed a picture of an adorable child that looks about 1 or 2 standing up with a smile. That answered my question perfectly but that didn’t excuse his actions at all. I knew what he wanted but now what he wanted was going to be without his best friend unless we went back and changed his fuck up too.

“You realize I’m new to this right? I’m to all of this. I don’t even know how you crossed into this story and now I must save Peter. I now how to … wait if you know your ending. What is stopping you from getting help!?” I yelled.

“Because I’ve fucking tried and every therapist I get has gotten killed off!!!” He screamed back. “I’ve tried everything!”

I could feel Eric wanting to step in at this point, but I hold my hand to stop him. I understood what was happening. Roman was trying to fight back against one of the strongest enemies no one’s think of. The writer.

Eric must have felt my same realization as I felt his hand on my hip before he spoke while Roman tried to wipe away his tears,

“True,—This!

Beneath the rule of men entirely great

The pen is mightier than the sword. Behold

The arch-enchanters wand!— itself a nothing!—

But taking sorcery from the master-hand

To paralyse the Cæsars—and to strike

The loud earth breathless!—Take away the sword—