Lab Equipment

Here is another word prompt that is not cannon but was fun to write and gives some spoilers away.


This was the first time Alex had been to meet the infamous Asher Eriksen.  Our, no, the Venatori benefactor.  The man who made sure every single Venatori lived the life they were accustomed to.  Which by normal human standards was pretty pampered.  And now he was working for me.  Such was the life of leading the Venatori.

He’d asked me to join him and I was bringing Alex along because he was [b]my[/b] money guy.  Not to mention the love of my life, and my sanity check.  I’d never actually met the man before, so this was my first time before.  He asked for me to meet him in the lab.  So that was where we went.  It looked like every science lab you ever saw in any movie.  White walls, beakers and other lab equipment scattered around the room.  And in the middle of the room sat a blue eyed man wearing a white lab coat.  He stood up when we entered and smiled brightly at us.

His patterns were erratic, I’d never seen anything like it.  And even with my new found ability to control what I see, it was hard on my eyes.  I blinked and Alex stopped to access what was going on.  He asked in my head, [i]You okay, pretty boy?[/i]

I nodded and smiled at Asher even though he was making me nauseous.  He shook my head, “It’s a pleasure to meet you finally, Nox.  This must be Alex?”  He held out his hand to Alex, “I’ve heard a lot about you, Mr. Kennedy.”

Alex smirked.  “All good I hope.”

Asher shrugged with a careless smile.  “Mostly.  There was a thing or two about you being a filthy human contaminating the Venatori blood line.”

Alex laughed, “As if I can get Nox pregnant.”

“But you did.”  He smiled, “May not be a traditional pregnancy but I hear the two bouncing baby boys Ms Isabelle had are doing well.”

I nodded, “They are good.  You are not experimenting on my children.”

Asher frowned and nodded, “You provided the umbilical cord as I asked, I have enough cells to test on without harming the children.  But when they are of consenting age I’d like a chance…”

“When they can consent legally.”  I said.  Alex just looked at me and frowned.  “What?  I can’t tell them no when they are old enough.  But we have plenty of opportunity to tell them why not to do it.”

Alex grinned at me.  “What did you want Asher?”  Alex asked looking at the other man.

“I was hoping to take DNA samples from you both.  In the hopes of understanding your different abilities.  Nothing that I can use in experiments for conception, just hair samples.”

Alex shrugged, “I don’t care as long as you don’t clone me.”

Asher laughed, “I’m not in the business of cloning people, it’s hardly good for business.  And highly illegal.  I may be Venatori, but I do try to follow the human laws.”

“That would be a first.” Alex said.

I added, “But you aren’t Venatori.”  I said.

Asher paled and looked at me with fear in his eyes.  “I have been all my life.”

“And the life before that, and before that.”  I laughed.  “You do know what one of my abilities is right?”

“Enlightening me, Mr. Sétanta.”

“I can see patterns.  And thinking while you talked and Alex too, I finally see the difference.  No one has ever seen you or your father in the same room together.  No one has seen you and your son in the same room.  Ever.  And this goes back generations upon generations.  So the pattern says, you are them, and they are you, and that would make Amara Erikesen your only natural born daughter, and you the last living Aeternus – hiding in plain sight.”

“And you have proof of this?”  He asked cautiously.

I shrugged, “No.  But I know it’s the truth, it clicked into place like all other truths do.”  I smiled, “But I’m not going to tell anyone, your secret is safe.”

I plucked a few hairs from my head and Alex did the same having read my mind.  “DNA for your troubles.  And then we’ll be on our way.  If you make any money from that we want a percentage.”

“Of course.”  Asher said taking out two small baggies and placing the follicles in them.  He went about his work ignoring us for the most part and we took our dismissal with a grain of salt.  Asher was like Jack, once he got what he wanted he was done and went back to his thing.  And I was okay with that, looking at him was hard.  Alex took my hand and we left.  For a first meeting that didn’t go so bad.

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