Chapter 106: Lucas’ Fiance
"Alright," she began, tugging her ponytail loose. "Quick history lesson. You already know I’m a vampire. Races like mine—vamps, dragons, elves, a few others—we get labeled origin species. Born with power, don’t have to earn it. Humans, beastkin, half‑breeds? Most of you start at zero and need cybernetic enhancements, modifications, and cyberwares."
She continued, "There’s also a demon race out there, but... yeah, let’s not talk about that one."
Xavier stayed quiet, listening.
Reva shrugged. "For ten thousand years origin species acted like cosmic landlords—invading planets, crowning themselves gods. Took over planets, built empires, dominated wherever we went. But that doesn’t happen anymore. Not since the Universal Systems Council and Intergalactic Law came in. Now, we’re basically immigrants with leashes. Most planets won’t even give us citizenship. We can only get in with student or travel visas."
She leaned forward slightly, resting her arms on her knees. "So to get a student visa for Earth, my family had to make a deal with the Blackwoods. They’re our long‑term business partners too."
Xavier’s brows raised. "Let me guess. The deal was—you marry Lucas?"
Reva nodded without hesitation. "Yup."
Xavier shook his head, almost laughing. "That’s stupid as fuck."
She gave a tired smile. "Yeah, well... my family’s been in business for generations. And since we vampires live for thousands of years, there’s a lot riding on our connections. We need Blackwood’s influence and funding to expand beyond this system. They’ve got control over most of the trade corridors Earth touches."
Xavier let out a short laugh. "Arranged marriage in 3025. How romantic."
"It’s business." Reva’s tone was flat. "My clan trades in biotech—hemoglobin therapy, anti‑aging stuff. But to push off‑system we need Earth‑based capital. Blackwoods sign, government rubber‑stamps, everybody wins."