"What is Damon doing here? Why did he come home?" A bold voice resounded from Stefan's room as he buttoned up his shirt.
"It's because I came home, he wants to make my life miserable, to enjoy his. It's his entertainment, Zach" Stefan said with a brooding glare.
Zach turned his body with traces of dithering, "What about the other vampire, Uncle Stefan. What's he doing here?
"There's too many vampires in town, the council is getting suspicious. I'm trying to suppress their wariness but I can't do this for long." He looked at Stefan with a pleading look, and tried to get him to kick the blood suckers out of town.
Stefan tilted his head with confusion and spoke with perplexion, "Are you talking about Asher? Don't worry, I don't think he's a threat like Damon, he has hidden his tracks and hasn't tried to kill anyone yet.
"I don't know what his agenda is, but he might just have come to this town to have some fun. He has shown interest in sleeping around so there's that, but other than that, I don't think he's up to anything."
Stefan hesitated before confessing the truth to Zach or what he thought was the truth.
Meanwhile, Asher held a rolled up dollar as he slowly went up the chest of a brunette, inhaling a huge amount of cocaine. Her breath was laboured as she gave out a pang of moan.
After meeting Elena yesterday, Asher had decided to blow off some steam by going to the horse track to bet on some equestrians for the classy people.
When he bumped into a not so gorgeous but still pretty woman, after a few hours of talking and flirting, one thing led to another as they slowly ended up naked on her couch.
Asher shook his head as the cocaine started getting to him, before his body started neutralising it. "Tight, tight, tight!" He yelled out with excitement.
He glanced down at the feverish brunette, 'What was her name again? Kara? Rebecca, Hope? Whatever.' Asher thought before sliding his dick into her vagina, as she let out a slight moan.
"No, no more, I'm tired." She pleaded as she tried to push him away, causing Asher to let out a small sigh before he pulled it out and laid next to her.
He twirled her hair and commented, "You humans, so feeble. We've barely gone thirteen rounds and you're already done. It's so pathetic."
She heard his words and struggled to turn to him, exhaustion and weariness clung to her body before she asked softly, "Are you going to kill me."
Asher stopped twirling her hair and looked at her, his previous playfulness was replaced with indifference. "I'm not going to kill you, or eat you. You're too weak for my attention, that and I promised to be on my best behaviour."
Asher stared at her intensely and lightly traced his fingers on her cheek. "You poor thing, fate seems to loathe you. Don't worry, you'll forget all of this soon enough."
The brunette hummed at his words and cried silently, causing Asher to wipe away her tears, "Now, now, don't cry. Nothing bad has happened right? So why are you crying?"
"Uh-huh, I'm sorry." She started vehemently apologising as Asher pushed her head towards his chest and tried to comfort her.
After feeding on her last night, Asher had realised that he was still raring to go, causing him to compel her to think this was all normal and to not be afraid of him.
He ran his hand through her luscious locks, and suppressed a gag from the smell emanating from the room. 'God, this room smells like a fish market.'
After a few minutes of comforting her, Asher slowly got up and laid her head on one of the decorative pillows. He quickly put on his underwear and navy blue pants, with a smooth motion he put on a grey baggy t-shirt on his muscular body.
Asher gazed at the woman with pity and glanced at all the blood which was seeped into the white sofa, staining it crimson. He patted her cheek and stirred her from her slumber.
"You won't remember anything other than us having sex, after I walk through that door." Asher said as he pointed to her polished dark brown door.
The brunette repeated his words in a daze and fell back to sleep within moments. Asher turned the knob and exited from her house, he spread his arms and let out a deep sigh.
'Looks like I've managed to trick another woman into sleeping with me. No, I've managed to charm a woman with my irresistible charisma.'
Asher thought with a smile as he took a step down, and walked through the lawn with grace. A sharp ringing voice soon emerged from his pants, Asher quickly placed his hands in his pocket and took out his phone.
He looked at the screen which read, "Bitchless Bookie", which caused Asher to chuckle a bit. He soon swiped up and accepted the call.
"I've been calling you all night and day! Can't you at least have the courtesy to pick up the phone?" A panicked and loud voice rang out from the phone which caused Asher to slightly turn his head away.
"Hey, calm down tell me what happened." Asher smoothly placated him, as the man on the other side took a deep breath. "What I meant to tell you is that, the dog you bet on won yesterday!"
Asher's lips arched as his mouth curved into a smile. Last night he hadn't checked the results of the race and immediately ran off. He kept his voice low and quickly asked the Bitchless Bookie, "So how much have I won."
His breath wavered as he took a deep breath, "You bet 95 right, since you've won, the entire pot is yours. There were a lot of whales, this time around. So you're looking at six figures, Asher!
"Come fast and pick up your money, also bring some protection with you. People have already heard of your win and will try to steal it." He warned Asher, his tone was laced with urgency and fear.
"Alright, I hear you, I'll be there soon." Asher put his phone down and cut the call, he ran his ashy fingers through the car's hood and slowly made his way to the handle.
"Soon…. soon you'll be roaring like a lion." He muttered softly as he took out his keys and opened the door. Within moments the tires screeched and he took off in a blur.
"...."
Minutes passed by in a blur as Evan walked around an empty lot, he bit his nails and looked around the lot with panic.
'When is that ass reaching?' Evan glanced at his watch with hurriedness. In an instant, he heard the sound of wheels screeching as a black Impala drifted around the corner.
Its rear wheels overshot as it curved around the corner, the light glistened against the paint as the car straightened out.
It sped straight towards him as Evan yelped and dove to the side, as the car narrowly missed him and drifted once again and faced him, before coming to a halt.
"What the fuck was that!" Evan yelled with anger, Asher pushed the door open and walked out. "Don't worry bestie, I wouldn't have hit you even if you jumped. Anyways, my money."
Asher asked as he held out his hand, Evan shook his head before getting into his car and pulling out two heavy duffle bags. He lifted them with difficulty as he placed them on the ground and let out a sigh.
Asher quickly picked them up with ease, which made Evan shoot a nasty look at him, "How strong are you?"
Asher smirked and replied to his words, "I eat meat." Evan scoffed as Asher narrowed his eyes at him. "Why haven't you betrayed me or anything, I was expecting like forty goons by now."
Evan was taken aback, "What are you talking about motherfucker?" Asher shook his head with displeasure and replied to him, "You know, the classic movie scene, man wins a huge amount of money. His bookie betrays him and surrounds him with like seventy goons."
Evan scoffed before he laughed loudly, "Oh my god, this is too funny, I'm going to piss myself. You've been watching too many movies man, and lay off the porn buddy, I swear I've heard of an adult movie with that exact same plot.
"Firstly, where am I even going to get the money to afford 70 goons? Secondly, I don't want trouble, I just want to keep my head down and live my life in peace. Oh also don't worry, the taxes have already been paid on your winnings." He said as he rubbed his forehead with frustration.
Asher stared at him intensely and smiled softly, 'Keeping your head down, and living your life in peace, I've heard that before. Sadly, it didn't work out.' He reminisced about his past before he put the bags down.
Within moments he took out five thousand and threw it to him, "Wh.. what?" Evan asked with surprise as he took a slight step back, "Your commision by the way."
"Please don't tell me that this money comes with a caveat of me having to suck your dick, although I won't be opposed to that idea. I'm kind of broke right now."
Asher chuckled as he turned back and headed to his car, and placed the bags in the back. "You're a funny kid." Evan heard his words before he turned his head around and looked around.
"Where's your security?!" Asher tilted his head and spoke confidently, "I don't need security." Hearing his words, Evan shook his head with displeasure, "I'll probably never see a bigger retard than you. I'll come to your funeral though."
He said as he bowed slightly and chanted a prayer for him, Asher put on a hurt expression as he placed his hands on his chest, "Hey, I won't die. Nothing will happen anyway."
Evan looked at him with an irked face, "Are you dying of dementia?! Didn't I just tell you everyone in town knows you won six figures."
"Whatever." Asher said as he waved to Evan, "Bye kiddo, it was fun meeting you."
Asher said with a pleasant smile before he got into his car, with a slight rev, Asher was out in the wind again.
"..."
Asher cruised through the town as he rapped the edges of his door. "Blessings, the fire, inside you, I see you. You cannot hide from me, baby, I'll be you
We got hooked, that was just a preview
We had a taste, and now I can't leave you."
Asher sang loudly as he slightly bobbed his head, in an instant he saw a car coming up close through his rear mirror, he turned his head to the other side and saw the same thing.
Asher scoffed as their speed increased until they came neck and neck with him, Asher glanced at them indifferently before he turned his attention back onto the road.
'If they want to play chicken, let's play chicken.' He thought with a smile, their cars soon diverged into his lane as they tried to sideswipe him.
But instead Asher accelerated faster than before, as he slightly leaned against his seat from the inertia, the cars quickly swerved and avoided each other.
As Asher blew past the town at break neck speed, they tried to keep up but their cars stopped after reaching 160 kilometres an hour.
Though they were persistent as they followed Asher throughout town, not realising that they were being slowly drawn out of town by him.
Asher led the way as the cars followed his trail, they raced through town and reached Wickery Bridge. But they hadn't given up, even after knowing that Asher was drawing them out of town. Their eyes were blinded by greed and riches, money was really man's downfall.
After a few minutes of pursuit, Asher parked his car on the forest and got out of his car. He slightly stretched his body as his pursuers reached him.
They stepped out of the car wielding an assault rifle and wore a gun on their waist. "Hand the bag over kid, or else you'll regret it." They spoke in classic third rate villian fashion.
Asher laughed madly and looked at them, his veins bulged out of his face, his sclera turned pitch dark as his irises glowed yellow. "Nah I don't think so, it's been ages since I've had a proper meal, it's time to enjoy myself." He muttered to himself, a crazy smile appeared on his face as he licked his lips.
"What the fuck." They muttered together as they took a step back. Their expressions morphed into fear, before Asher quickly lunged at the first of the two.
His sharp fangs tore through the man's throat as he pulled out his cartroid artery and devoured it a timely manner. The man screamed loudly before his voice slowly filled, bis companion froze in shock before he quickly regained his composure.
His hand gripped the trigger as he fired madly, they struck Asher's body one by one. Asher ripped out the man's head while the bullets landed on him, without flinching he turned back to face the man as he licked the surroundings of his mouth.
The man tried to shoot once again but this time, his magainze turned out to be empty. He reached out for the gun at his waist but by that time Asher had already appeared next to him.
"Ahhh." He screamed in shock as Asher touched his chin before flinging him into the sky, he landed on the ground with his neck, causing it to violently snap.
"This is Alexander McQueen, dude. Dick move." Asher said with displeasure before he walked away.
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A/N - Filler chapter btw, I want to explore Asher's side stories too instead of just focusing on the main story. So tell me how I did, by the way I have a doubt that I hope you guys can answer.
My fic has gotten almost 90 powerstones, and still hasn't been ranked. While others with 20 and 23 powerstones are ranked, so is there any reason for this? Do I have to register something or what?