Dark Wars
by Susan B.
March 1997
FLUFF - A Xover between FK and the Star Wars Triology.
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Captain Stoneobi sat at his desk flipping through a pile of
papers
in a blue file folder. He glanced up as Nick approached the door.
"Captain Stoneobi!" Nick grinned as he stepped into the
office. "I
understand you wanted to see me."
"Yes, Detective Nightwalker. Close the door and sit
down."
Nick quietly shut the door and took a seat across from the
Captain.
"What is it?," he asked nervously.
"I've been going through your personnel file, Nightwalker,
and some
of your cases, and your expense account. There are a few things
in
here that just don't add up."
Nick shifted uneasily in his chair and cleared his throat.
"I'm
sure there's nothing I can't explain, Captain."
Stoneobi was unimpressed.
Nick locked eyes with him and repeated, "I ...am ...sure
...there
...is ...nothing ... I ...can't..."
Stoneobi glared at Nick. "Your simple mind tricks won't work
on me,
boy. I know what you are. You are a vampire."
"Huh?," Nick muttered, wondering how the hell Stoneobi
found out.
"I know you are dead, Night," Stoneobi continued,
"but the
lifeforce is strong within you."
"You! You are Obi-Vamp Stoneobi! The vampire with the
lifeforce!"
Nick shouted.
Stoneobi sighed. "I haven't heard that name for a long time,
a very
long time. Yes, I was that vampire once, but I am mortal
now."
"What tipped you off?," Nick asked with interest.
"The fact that
I'm allergic to the sun? That I don't eat? That my clothes are
always full of bullet holes and I'm not?"
Stoneobi casually turned over another sheet of paper.
"Actually,
Detective, it was your expense account. You use your personal car
for police business. According to your case files, just this past
month you travelled over a thousand kilometres, but your odometer
only registered sixty clicks."
Nick got a blank look on his face and shook his head.
Stoneobi continued. "There is a great disturbance in the
lifeforce,
Nick. The Dark Invader is in town, and I fear the population of
Toronto is in jeopardy. His evil can only be destroyed by a
vampire
with a good lifeforce, a strong lifeforce." Stoneobi leaned
back in
his chair. "You must learn the ways of the lifeforce, if you
are to
become a Medi and defeat the Dark Invader. Once he is defeated,
you
will become a mortal, like your biological father before
you."
Nick jumped up with excitement. "You knew my biological
father!
What happened to him?!"
"He was betrayed and murdered by the Dark Invader, many
centuries
ago," Obi-Vamp replied sadly.
"I want to learn the ways of the lifeforce! I want to defeat
the
Dark Invader! I want to become a mortal, like my biological
father
was before me!"
"Then you must go to the Coroner's Office," Stoneobi
said. "There
you will find Natalie, the Medi-master who would have instructed
me, had I been younger and more attractive."
* * * * *
Nick arrived at the Coroner's office twenty minutes later. After
asking directions from several people he finally found the
corridor
that led to Natalie's office. He opened the door and walked into
the room. A beautiful woman with chestnut hair, wearing a low-cut
blue silk blouse sat behind the desk. She was eating take-out
Chinese food.
"Hello. I'm looking for the Medi-master," Nick said.
Natalie, startled, choked out a piece of beef.
'Yecch' Nick thought, 'if she wasn't so gorgeous that might look
gross'.
'God, he's the best looking one I've seen yet,' Natalie thought.
"You're looking for a Medi-master?," she asked.
"Who are you?"
Nick rushed towards her excitedly. "I'm Nick! Nick
Nightwalker!
Obi-Vamp Stoneobi sent me!
Natalie set her fork down. "What are you?"
"I am a vampire! I want to learn the ways of the lifeforce,
defeat
Dark Invader, and become a mortal! Please take me to the Medi-
master!"
Natalie picked her fork up and took another bite of beef chow
mein.
"First I must eat. Then I'll take you."
"But I need to see the Medi-master now!"
"Patience," Natalie whispered. "For the
Medi-master, it is time to
eat too."
Nick sat down and watched Natalie eat. He started exploring the
expanse of creamy white skin her skimpy blouse revealed. His eyes
followed a pattern up to her neck. Then he watched her lips move
as
she chewed and swallowed. He imagined kissing her, among other
things. Finally remembering why he was there he blurted out,
"can't
you do that any faster? Why am I wasting my time..."
"Did you hear that," Natalie spoke into the intercom.
"I cannot
teach him. He is not ready. This vampire has no patience."
Stoneobi's voice floated from the intercom, "he will learn
patience."
Nick gawked at Natalie. "You're Natalie, the
Medi-Master!"
Natalie grinned slyly and shut off the intercom.
"I have patience!," Nick declared. "I am ready!
I'm not afraid!"
Natalie stood up and walked around her desk until she stood
beside
Nick. She whipped her hand out from behind her back and stuck a
big
golden cross in his face. "Ahhh...you will be...you will
be..."
* * * * *
It was almost sunrise when Nick and Nat arrived at the loft.
"This
is interesting," Natalie remarked as they stepped out of the
elevator. She carried her gym bag into the kitchen as Nick picked
up the remote control from the coffee table and shut the blinds.
"Are we going to start right away," Nick asked.
Natalie walked over to him. "No, first we sleep. We'll start
the
training later, around sunset."
Nick went upstairs to bed and Natalie slept on the couch. Shortly
before sunset, Nick came downstairs dressed in loose fitting
jeans
and a pale blue t-shirt.
"Come over here and sit down with me," Natalie piped up
from the
sofa. Nick walked over and sat down.
"What do you know about the lifeforce, Nick?" Natalie
asked.
"Nothing," he replied. "Except that it is strong
within me, even
though I am dead."
Natalie picked up Nick's cool hand and gently caressed her own
neck
with it. "Can you feel the energy emanating from me?"
"I do feel something," Nick answered.
She placed his hand on her breast. "Do you feel the slightly
elevated beating of my heart?"
"Now I really feel something," Nick mumbled as his eyes
started to
glow.
Natalie slowly removed his hand. "That's good, but the
vampire is
coming out. You have to practice. You have to keep caress...I
mean
touching me, until you can do it without invoking the vampire.
You
have to feel *your* lifeforce, not his. The vampire is full of
anger, fear, aggression. That can only lead to the dark side. You
must control it. Only then can you defeat Dark Invader and become
mortal."
"I understand," Nick said. "But what exactly *is*
the lifeforce."
"It's energy, Nick. It surrounds us and binds the universe
together. Feel the lifeforce Nick, between you and the coffee
table, between you and the television, between you and the
VCR."
Natalie paused for a minute. "Do you have a tape in the VCR,
Nick?"
Nick nodded yes.
"Okay. Now close your eyes and concentrate on turning on the
television. Make sure it's on channel three."
"My TV always goes to channel three when I turn it on,"
Nick said,
suddenly wondering why it did that. "Okay, I'm going to try
to turn
it on now."
"No!" Natalie shouted. "Do - or do not, there is
no try!"
Nick concentrated on the television and much to his amazement it
flicked on.
"That's good!," Natalie beamed. "Now close your
eyes again and
concentrate on the VCR, turn it on, and play the tape."
Nick concentrated but nothing happened. "I can't. It's too
hard,"
he whined. He rose from the couch before glancing down to see
Natalie with her eyes closed, concentrating on the VCR. The VCR
clicked on and the video started to roll.
"That's incredible!", Nick gasped and plopped back down
on the
couch. "I ...I don't believe it."
"That is why you fail," Natalie said as she discreetly
slipped the
TV remote down the side of the couch. Natalie got up and went
into
the kitchen. She returned a few minutes later with a protein
shake.
"Here ..drink this."
"What is it?"
"It's a protein shake. You must drink it. You can't drink
blood
anymore, that will only lead to the dark side. And until you meet
Dark Invader, you must not use your vampire powers."
Nick sipped from the glass. "Medi-master. Is the dark side
stronger?"
"No," Natalie replied. "Quicker, easier, more
seductive. Which
reminds me, you must never again see Princess Janette."
"But she is my sister!," Nick exclaimed.
"Not any more," Natalie sighed. "She can only lead
you down the
dark path. And once you start down the dark path, forever will it
guide your destiny."
Suddenly, Nick's telephone rang and he answered it. "Are you
sure
it was him?," Nick said into the phone. "Okay". He
hung up the
phone and quickly slipped on his jacket. "That was Obi-Vamp.
Dark
Invader has been spotted at the CERK radio station. I have to go
and face him."
"Wait! You're not ready yet! We haven't finished the
training!,"
Natalie implored.
"I have to go! The population of Toronto is in
danger!," Nick
yelled back.
Natalie jumped up from the couch and ran for her gym bag. She
pulled out a short wooden stake and handed it to Nick. "Take
this.
Save you it can!"
Nick bent over and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry. I'll be
back to
complete the training."
Nick left the loft and started driving towards CERK.
Unfortunately
his car broke down a block from the Raven. Hoping he could find
someone there to give him a ride he ran to the club. Once inside,
he saw Janette standing by the bar sipping from a glass, but
remembering the Medi-master's words, he totally ignored her.
Princess Janette noticed Nick's evasive action and followed him
to
the far side of the room. "Nicola, what brings you
here?"
"I have to go to CERK, and my car broke down," Nick
said
sheepishly.
"Why don't you just fly there?," Janette asked.
"It's easier,
quicker, more seductive."
Nick shook his head. "I can't use my vampire powers,
Janette. You
know I want to become a mortal. That would be giving in ...to the
dark side."
At that moment a handsome, long haired vampire approached them.
"Did I hear someone is in need of a ride?" He smiled
hopefully at
Princess Janette.
Janette smiled back at the handsome stranger. "I don't think
we've
met before..."
"Han, Han Vachon," the stranger kissed Janette's gloved
hand.
"Janette, Janette Duchette ...I mean DuCharme," Janette
offered.
"Ahem, I'm the one looking for a ride," Nick announced.
"I'm Nick,
Nick Nightwalker."
Vachon tore his eyes away from Janette's neck and looked at Nick.
"Where do you want to go?"
"I need a ride over to CERK, the radio station. I have to
get there
fast and my car broke down a block away from here. Do you have a
fast car?"
Vachon grinned. "She's fast enough for you. I'll take you
there for
twenty-five bucks."
"Twenty," Nick offered.
"Deal," Vachon replied.
The two left the Raven and walked halfway up the street. Vachon
slowed down when they arrived at an old rusted out car. The doors
were green, the rest of the car grey, and the bumper was attached
with metal coathangers. Nick stared down at it. "We're going
in
that! What a piece of junk!"
"It's a '64 Falcon." Vachon grinned. "She may not
look like much,
but she's got it where it counts. She can outrun a Metro Police
cruiser. Not those hot new Cameros, mind you, but the standard
cruisers."
* * * * *
Vachon's Falcon *was* fast. They arrived at CERK seven minutes
later. Vachon stopped only long enough to let Nick get out. Then
he
took off, tires squealing. He wanted no part of Dark Invader.
Nick crept around the building to the back door. It was
conveniently unlocked and he cautiously entered. He walked
through
the building to the broadcasting booth and saw a dark figure
sitting behind a microphone. It was Dark Invader - dressed
totally
in black, and wearing a black plastic mask over his head, with
holes sloppily cut out for the eyes and nose.
Dark Invader saw Nick, and stood up. He whooshed from the booth
and
materialized behind Nick, a big meat cleaver in his hand. Nick
spun
around brandishing the wooden stake.
Dark Invader tried to speak menacingly, but his voice was
slightly
muffled. He wished he had cut another hole in the mask for his
mouth. "Obi-Vamp never told you what happened to your
father, did
he?"
"He told me you betrayed and murdered my father!," Nick
replied.
"That was your biological father, Nicholas. Mortals die.
Does it
really matter how or when? I am your vampire father, Lucien
Nightwalker. And I have come back to reclaim you. Come back to
the
dark side, and together we will rule this City as father and son.
It is your destiny!"
"No!" Nick screamed and ran forward with the stake.
"I'll never
join you!"
"You are no match for me!," Dark Invader groaned.
"The lifeforce is
strong in you, but you are not a Medi yet!" He swung the
cleaver at
Nick, and Nick jumped into the air to avoid it. Unfortunately, he
dropped his wooden stake at the same time.
"Impressive," the dark figure crooned. "Very
impressive."
Nick instantly materialized behind Dark Invader. "You'll
find I'm
full of surprises!" He reached out and twisted Dark
Invader's mask
around so the holes didn't line up. Dark Invader couldn't see a
thing and started flailing his cleaver in the air with one hand
while adjusting his mask with the other.
Nick held his arm out, willing the stake to come to him, but it
would not, so he bent down and picked it up. Dark Invader had
just
got his mask straightened out and turned around to face Nick, but
he was too slow. Nick quickly staked Dark Invader through the
heart, and Dark Invader disintegrated.
* * * * *
When Nick arrived back at the loft, Natalie was in her flimsiest
silk nightie waiting for him.
"Is Dark Invader destroyed?" she asked as she ran to
Nick.
"Yes," Nick replied and hugged her. He was enjoying the
feel of her
against him, and kissed her lips. She didn't resist. He felt her
heartrate increase as he kissed her more passionately. Nick
stopped
for a breath, "He is destroyed, but I am not a mortal
yet."
Natalie wondered whether she should just tell Nick that he would
automatically become mortal at sunrise, but decided not to. She
ran
her fingers through his hair and kissed him softly on the lips.
"We
have to make love first, then you will become mortal."
The End