kaleb westphall

“I will make it so!” Milla said, her eyes shining a brilliant gold, a result of her anger. How could her brother not see that she could fix this? She could take back the city that could’ve been their home. “I will wash away the stain of his blood with the blood of a thousand vampires if I have to,” she said, clenching her fists. “Don’t you dare,” she growled, slamming one hand down on the bar. “They are my family. You are my family. That will never change. But that also doesn’t mean I will abandon my birth mother. I can use all the family I can get now, and I will do whatever I can to ensure I don’t lose anymore.”

He looked at her for a moment when her eyes went gold before he just frowned. “No, you won’t,” he said sighing when she snapped at him. He turned around to look at her. “All you will do is add more blood, that’s why our parents never wanted us to live there. Never wanted any of that drama in our lives. Because you don’t wipe away blood with more blood, you just add to the pain.” He picked up a glass and turned it over in his hands to wash it. “You want help with that woman when all this is over, when we have Jasper back. Then fine. I’m pretty sure if i can get enough magic to being the dead back, i can break a curse. But murdering everyone, that’s not going to make anyone better. All you are going to do is loose yourself. And probably the rest of us.” 

  sebastian  was  a  fast  learner  but  the  vampire  did  find  some  things  to  be  odd  .  like  the man's  clothes  and  how  blood  was  being  donated  .  “ and  what  is  it  that  you’re  doing  here ?  “  he  questioned  .

“While i love bonding with strangers that i dig up from the ground,” he said lightly. “This is for me to know. And I would prefer no one else in my business. At least till i get drunk with them,” he joked. He knew others would be like and his leap of faith with Amara seemed to be working, though he figured Amara might be able to get him to forget if it turned out this guy was a problem. “I think you are going to need new clothes,” he said, turning to gather his things before turning back towards his house. “Come on.”

“I can handle the witches,” Milla said sternly, squaring her shoulders. “Once the vampires are gone, New Orleans can change,” she said, determined. “Well, I am going back. My birth mother is a crescent wolf, Kaleb. I will find her. After I kill anyone who stands in my way.”

“That’s the biggest lie anyone has ever said,” he said. “No, it’s never going to be good, Amelia,” he said, using her full name instead of her nickname. “That is where our brother was killed. Murdered. I don’t care if you drove everyone out and started over, that stain will never be over.” He would never trust that place. Was it possible to feel more heart break than he was already at her words. Focusing on the rage at her foolish revenge and their family not being enough, over anything else. “Well good to know with are both disrespecting everything our parents taught us,” he said darkly, turning away from her pretending to do literally anything else behind him. “Though i guess if you are looking for your birth family, what they think doesn’t really matter, does it?”

it  was  strange  hearing  the  witch  talk  about  having  more  blood  at  his   home  .  “  there  are  more  bodies  i  can  drink  from  ?  “  his  brows  rose  , assuming  that’s  what  the  witch  meant  .   sharp  blue  eyes  looked  at  the  man's  clothes  before  reviewing  his  own  .  “  too  long  . “  he  answered vaguely  .  “  i  was  dessicated  by  a  witch  who  was  trying  to  protect  me  .”  he  answered  truthfully  .  “  but  she  was  killed  before  she  could  undo  the  spell . ”  he  was  sure  the  witch  wanted  more  information  about  his  past   but  that  wasn’t  something  he  wanted  to  get  into  .  

“No,” Kaleb said. “No, I live with another that needs to feel on blood. We have some-” he looked over his clothes. Yeah, he wasn’t going to know what a fridge was. “You can’t drink people here. Unless you want to end up dead. People donate now, for medical practices. We use that blood. No one gets hurt. Though you might have something in common with her. She was asleep for about 2000 years.” Though the seeing the dead would always just be an amara thing. “Don’t call attention to this place, I have things i need to do. I don’t need hunters or other witches turning up trying to get in the way.”

Milla shook her head, letting out a sigh as she tapped her nails along the bar. “I know I’m not staying around here,” she said. “New Orleans will be safe, once I do what I’m here to do, we won’t have to worry about vampires ever again.”

Kaleb laughed. “And what about witches? They almost killed our sister. Or the earth quake that killed Mom and dad? You can’t stop death. It happens everywhere.” He wasn’t going to live in that loss forever. “Maybe not here. But it won’t be there. I was honest when i said why i was leaving. Our parents never wanted us in that city because of the danger. I’m not going back. Even when this is done.”

the  blood  was  a  life  source  .  sebastian  could  feel  the  drops  of  blood  fall  between  his  lips  .  it  had  provided  him  with  a  sweet  savory  taste  that  he  had  ached  for  .  as  he  felt  his  strength  in  his  arms  and  legs  again  sebastian  moved  quickly.  large  hands  grabbed  at  the  man  wrist  and  bit  into  his  flesh  to  access  more  of  the  sweet  liquid  .  sebastian  felt  the  blood  fall  wildly  into  his  mouth  and  down  his  throat  .  sebastian  thirst  made  him  want  to  bit  into  the  man's  throat  and  tear  him  from  limb  to  limb  ,  but  that  was  just  his  hungry  talking  .  the  vile  and  cruel  thoughts  he  was  having  forced  sebastian  to  use  his   speed  to  get  up  and  generate  some  distance  between  the  young  man  and  himself  .  “  thanks  for  the  blood ,  it  was   much  obliged . “  he  breathed  .  his  eyes  were  red  ,  while  the  veins  moved  wildly   near  his  eyes .   “  i  am  in  your  debt   .  “  he  spoke  .  “  and  a  pirate  always  pays  his  debt   . “  

Kaleb watched the other for a moment. He wasn’t sure how long he had been down there but he knew how much Amara had needed to feel better. It was more than Kaleb could give. “I have a little more back at the house, but it isn’t much,” he said. He watched the other for a little long to be sure he was in control before turning, sure the distance the man had made between them meant he was at least trying not to kill Kaleb. He grabbed a cloth and wrap it around his hand, to stop his own bleeding. Not that it was the first time he had bled for someone. “How long,” he asked, looking to the grave. Though pirate kind of answered that question.

Milla had been watching him talking to the other customers, a smile playing on her lips as she watched her brother. “Well, well, brother, look at you getting all cozy in this town,” she said, cocking her head to the side. “I thought we were going to be in-and-out, once we finish what we came here to do.”

“And where are we going to go,” he asked back. “You want to do this and then head back to new orleans just to get him killed all over again? I don’t see anything against staying here after we are done, plus it’s going to take time to learn this new kind of magic without loosing ourselves..”

❝ i come from a long line of addicts. having fun and letting loose usually leads to disastrous results. besides, i got into some trouble a few years back when i decided to not care and people got hurt. not something i wanna repeat. ❞ she said. ❝ nice to meet you, kaleb. i actually have two friends with that name. ❞ she laughed. ❝ got a last name, or should i just call you the other kaleb? ❞

“There is a big difference between being a dangerous addict and just.. forgetting your responsibilities for the afternoon and have some fun. But-” he shrugged. It wasn’t really his place to tell her what she did. Just seemed sad. He knew what that look, looked like in someone else’s eyes given he saw it in his. “Kaleb is fine, given i’m the only one here,” he said. “But it’s Westphall. If you must know.” 

stefanie was more of a home cook but today she felt like getting out and the grill was the town’s go-to location for food. she wasn’t much of a drinker but when she spotted kaleb she made her way to the bar anyway. “you’re everywhere, aren’t you?” she responded with a grin. “i’ll have a glass of iced tea and whatever you’d recommend as a meal.”

“Well i’m working here now, so pretty sure you are always going to find me here,” he chuckled. “The burger is pretty good, though i did make those muffins. So, that are pretty awesome,” he said, turning to get her an ice tea.