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I am so sorry for not updating! I know I told everyone to expect a new chapter yesterday, but two things happened that prevented it. One, I was called into work, spew, but I'm broke and I had to do it. Two, for several hours my computer refused to let me backspace. Every time I did, it inserted an apostrophe and a space and then I couldn't type anything. I had to keep shutting down the comp and restarting it. Anyway, here is the long awaited chapter, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Chapter 10:Am I So Tainted?

It had been a week since Alex�s run-in with Abel. Alex�s spirits were sinking with every hour that she didn�t see his face. Without Hugue there to spar with, even her exercises were beginning to bore her. Every time she returned to the garden around sunset, she could feel him watching her, yet whenever she turned, he was nowhere to be found. His silence and his absence only fueled her anger. For the first two days. However, when his silence continued along with the disembodied staring, Alex began to feel quite alone. She was finishing yet another day of exercises, her shadow stretching farther and farther away from her, and she could feel his gaze once again.

Abel stood in the shadows of a corridor, wondering if Alex missed him as much as he missed her. He had been quite disturbed by their last interaction a week ago. Had it really been a week? The thought made him grow cold, just like her laugh had. The utter disdain that had painted her face as she turned made him shudder. Granted, he had been quite bitter after seeing her rather... intimate exchange with Hugue, and he�d sort of snubbed her as she left Lady Catherina�s office, but she hadn�t come to him in a week.

Well, maybe he did deserve it after all. He had been wrestling with himself the entire week, wondering if he should approach her, or give her time to cool off. Surely a week was enough time. He wondered if she would still want to speak with him at all. He watched as she stretched her back, and gazed around. Was she looking for him? Did she know he was watching? He decided then that he would go see her within the hour, after she�d had time to change and freshen, as was her routine after exercises. He followed silently down the dark corridors until she reached her suite safely. As the door shut, he took comfort that she was behind closed doors and decided it was time to get dinner before approaching her.

As Alex closed the door behind her the haunting feeling of being watched left and she stripped out of her simple black slacks and black button up shirt. In the last week, she�d abandoned her usual clothing for more simple and somber clothes. She showered, taking her time, letting the warm water wash away all her dark little thoughts. She�d been waiting, hoping Abel would come to her, tell her he didn�t despise her. When he never came, she began walling off the part of her that despaired over his absence. She decided, as she turned off the shower, that it was time to take her leave. Lady Catherina had taken her information and there seemed to be no verdict on whether or not they believed her or cared about the information she gave them. That coupled with the religious air of the Vatican and Abel�s stubborn silence had been enough to effectively drive Alexandra away. She dried off, beginning to pack her things. It didn�t take long and when she was finished, she began to dress and do her make up.

Alex missed her corsets, so she decided on a black silk corset with acid green vines stitched into the panels and a pair of black leather pants. She curled her hair and pulled half of it up into a ponytail, leaving the rest to brush against her back. To finish her ensemble, she wore a choker with a green jewel dangling from it and green eyeshadow. Slipping into her boots, she gathered her suitcase and her minimal belongings, deciding it was time to check back into the hotel she had originally been staying at. Her boss had been calling her non-stop demanding to know why she wasn�t reporting to work. Of course Lady Catherina had sent Tres to explain that she was needed urgently at the Vatican and that she would return shortly, but he was displeased nonetheless. Groaning mentally, she decided to forget about work. It was Friday and she would report Monday. Until then, she had some time to have fun and forget the misery that threatened to choke her.

Abel was feet away from her door when he heard the muffled, but unmistakable, click of her heels. Dodging quickly into a dark alcove, Abel watched as Alex closed the door behind her, exiting with her suitcase. His first reaction was to grab her and ask her where she thought she was going, but before he could do that, a horrible thought hit him and his stomach roiled in denial. What if she was leaving to get away from him? He�d succeeded in driving her away. Before he could call to her, she�d already reached the end of the corridor, her leather jacket billowing behind her. He moved swiftly to catch up to her, deciding to follow her. As she left the Vatican grounds, Abel hung behind and placed a call to Kate, alerting her to the situation.

�Shall I send someone to meet you, Abel?�

�Yes, perhaps two pairs of eyes would be best. She knows I�m following her, I�m quite sure of it.�

�Hugue has returned from his mission and has delivered his report to Lady Catherina. She was most displeased with the way he handled the situation. His usual vehemence coupled with a curious desire to return to the Vatican as soon as possible left us with quite... a mess.�

�Is there no one else?�

�Well, there�s Tres.�

�No, she�s going into the city. Tres would be too obvious. All right, Hugue will have to do. Help him find me, Sister Kate. I�m going ahead so I don�t lose her.�

�I will do my best, Father Nightroad. Make sure you don�t lose her in the city. They are still searching for her.�

Abel glanced around Kate�s hologram as it shimmered and disappeared. He could just make out the echoing click of her heels. He rushed along the cobblestones as quickly and quietly as he could until he could just see her shadow rounding a corner. The relief that washed over Abel as he rounded that same corner was almost suffocating. Alex had returned to her hotel, so maybe she wasn�t truly going into the city. His knees felt weak and he leaned on the wall for support as she slipped into the lobby. He waited a few minutes and Alex didn�t reappear. He waited a few moments longer and was about to call Kate and tell her to cancel the call to Hugue when Alex did reappear. Abel felt his stomach clench with anxiety and he began tailing her again.

Within moments they were walking down the darkest of streets, her heels clicking on the cobblestones in a ruthless cadence. Abel soon felt someone approaching from behind and when he turned to look he saw Hugue, jogging up behind him, his long hair hidden beneath a black hood. Abel merely nodded and Hugue began to follow. Abel couldn�t completely resist the small stab of jealousy worming its way into his thoughts. He knew Hugue felt the tension building and was thankful he was as quiet as ever. Finally, Alex came upon a relatively well-lit street lined in gaslights. There was a small group of people standing out in front of heavy iron doors. Alex stopped and so did Abel and Hugue, just within sight of her.

�That is a vampire club.�

�A vampire club?�

�Yes, they are becoming more and more popular. This particular club grants safe passage to all humans who enter. Vampires are not welcome to feed in or near the club and so it acts as a sort of safe haven where the two races may intermingle.�

�She�s walking into the worst place possible right now.�

�It would seem dear Alexandra is not taking full consideration of her destination tonight. She is being uncharacteristically rash. Did something happen while I was gone?�

�Nothing of the sort.� Without another word, a fuming Abel stormed away from Hugue and straight toward the front door of the club.

As soon as Abel shouldered his way past the iron doors he was assaulted by loud thumping music and the overwhelming heat of the relatively small nightclub. It wasn�t long before Hugue caught up and they both caught a glint of acid green at the same time. Hugue moved to the left and Abel to the right, circling the crowded throbbing dance floor in order to follow Alex without being directly seen. Alex was soon at the bar, downing a drink. Abel�s heart clenched at the upset clearly painted on Alex�s face. To others she may have looked merely spaced out, high even, but to him it was clear to see the cold that was quickly numbing her. She polished off a second drink before some of that frostbitten gaze disappeared and she moved into the press of twirling bodies.

Alex closed her eyes and swayed with the music, her arms raised with everyone else as they forget about everything but the song. Some haunting electronica style song came on, a beautiful crisp voice singing in Russian.

Ne znaet schast�ya tol�ko tot kto ego zova ponyat ne smog... Soboj ostat�sya dol�she...

The words and the melody made a shiver run down Alex�s spine, and when she opened her eyes to shift between two dancers that had gotten too close, she caught a glimpse of warm brown eyes and the smallest shock of blonde. She recognized Hugue even in her tipsy state. She split through the crowd like a shark through open water and made a beeline for the handsome priest. When she drew close to him he startled as if he�d seen a ghost. She realized he�d been tailing her and had obviously lost her, only to have her find him. She chuckled at that amusing little tidbit.

Alex chuckled and it seemed a feral, almost maniacal, sound. Hugue turned to see her half lidded eyes and her liquid manner as she took him in head to toe. The look in her eyes as they finally returned to his face made him want to gulp. Hugue was reminded quite distinctly of being cornered by something wild and dangerous. He�d never seen Alex drink before and it was quite obvious that she was in either a disinhibited or reckless mood. Perhaps it was both. She drew close and he was taken by the surprisingly sweet smell of her drink on her breath.

�Hugue. Tsk. How can you wear your collar in a nightclub? I don�t mind the idea of a collar for you, but a priest�s collar? Tsk tsk tsk.� Alex chuckled again, a rumbling warning sound.

�I always wear my collar, Alexandra.�

�It�s not mademoiselle tonight? Have I ever told you just how attractive your accent it when it�s so soft it�s barely even there?� Hugue�s cheeks tinted and Alex hooked an arm around his neck, pressing her chest to his. Hugue�s body stiffened, but he remained standing against the wall, letting her press into him.

�Je suis d�sol�.� Hugue�s mind drew a blank on anything else to say. With Alex�s lips mere inches from his, it seemed as though her sweet warm breath drew all ability to speak from his mind as well as his lungs.

�Sorry for what, Hugue? You�re tense. Am I bothering you, Hugue?�

�Bien s�r que non. J�accueillis toujours ta pr�sence.� Hugue�s body responded just as surely as if Alex had pressed a button. He gripped her upper arms gently, struggling with his desires. He was a priest, they were in public. A million excuses ran through his mind.

�Tu me flattes.� Alex kissed Hugue and his eyes went wide, his grip tightening on her arms. Her kiss was sweet but intense and Hugue found his fingers trembling in an effort not to ravage her mouth. Alex pulled away and gazed into Hugue�s flushed face.

�You�re trembling Hugue.�

�Hui, mademoiselle, parce que je te veux.� Alex laughed her chilling huntress laugh and Hugue swallowed, breathing deeply, trying to regain some composure. Meanwhile Alex could feel howling rage burrowing into the back of her skull.

�I�m so sick of his sulking from the shadows!� Alex turned and was confronted with Abel�s anger more immediately than she�d anticipated. There, a foot away, Abel glared first at Hugue, then at Alex.

�Sulking from the shadows, hmm? Well, here I am, Alexandra. I�m not in the shadows, neither will you find me sulking.�

�Spying then? Shall we call it that?�

�Spying insinuates that I�m watching over something that�s being guarded against prying eyes. However, you and Hugue up against a wall in a nightclub molesting each other is hardly a guarded scene.�

�Likewise, molesting insinutates that it�s an unwanted advance from one or the other side, yet upon further inspection I�m sure you�ll find this is the case for neither one of us.� Abel�s face soured and he flushed, his fists balling at his sides.

�No, indeed. You seem to be quite enjoying yourselves.�

�At least Hugue has talked to me in the past week! Meanwhile you leave me alone in a place that makes my soul feel like a jagged wasteland and you watch me silently. You have the nerve to snub me, reject me, and then question me when I have feelings for someone who actually acts like I�m a human being? You could only be male!� Hugue shrank somewhat behind Alex and Abel�s face collapsed into a look of shame.

Alex grew angry at his silence and brushed aside him roughly, pressing into the crowd. Before Abel could catch up to her, she�d reached the bar and ordered another drink. Abel hadn�t her knack for shouldering through a crowd that was loathe to part. As he finally reached her at the bar, she was finishing her third drink. He opened his mouth to speak and she abruptly turned on her heel and marched back into the melee. Abel was hurt and angry, but he knew on some level that he deserved at least some of Alex�s treatment. Resigned to fighting through the crowd the rest of the night to get to Alex, he headed back in after her. The lyrics blaring over the speakers seemed quite annoyingly aligned with his mood.

Take me down, six under ground. The ground beneath your feet.

For the next hour, Alex managed to move about just enough to elude both Hugue and Abel, both of whom tried to approach and strike up a conversation. Alex wove in and out of the press of unfamiliar bodies, dancing with young men here and there when they engaged her. She was beginning to have some fun, and was quite proud of her crowd manipulation abilities. She drew up to the edge of the dance floor, on the opposite side of the room from both Hugue and Abel. The heat, noise and alcohol, were beginning to affect her. She suddenly felt a presence to her right and slightly behind her as if someone was waiting to be noticed by her. She turned slightly and saw a gorgeous man staring at her with quite an alluring grin.

�Good evening.� His voice was deep and rich and made Alex sober up enough to consider him properly.

�Hello. You looking for someone?�

�Oh no. I�ve found what I came for.� His smile widened slightly.

�Well aren�t we the smooth talker?�

�You�d be surprised just how smooth I can be.�

�I don�t know, it takes a lot to surprise or impress me.� Alex smiled smugly, trying not to drool over his impossibly long, black, silk hair.

�Mmm.�

�Care to dance?� Alex couldn�t play it too cool for too long, and decided to give men one more chance that night. He raised his hand and she took it, following him onto the floor. Another song started, deeper and slower than the ones before. He turned her back to him and pulled her flush against his chest. Alex could feel herself blush as one of his hands rested on her hip and the other on her abdomen. He started rocking with her to the beat and Alex slowly relaxed, leaning back into him slightly. He was quite tall, almost as tall as Abel and the nape of her neck didn�t quite clear his shoulder. He chuckled and she felt a rumbling all too reminiscent of Abel�s chuckle. She smiled and arched her back just slightly, pushing her ass into him. He gripped her just a little tighter in response and pushed his own hips into her.

Alex normally didn�t act this way with strange men, however handsome they were, but for some reason, the little voice that was screaming at her to question his motives, was muffled. Alex wondered vaguely if she�d had too much to drink. She was sure she had, but it was just dancing. It wasn�t like he was going home with her. Besides, she deserved to let loose a little after Abel�s enraging fit . The song finally changed, somewhat faster and a little more electronic. He matched the grinding of his hips to the beat of the song and Alex met his hips every time. She chuckled and turned around to face him, locking her arms around his neck, she pressed her hips into him again.

�So, what�s your name?� Alex smiled up at him, marveling at the silky texture of his hair as it spilled over her fingers.

�Isaac.� Something in the back of her mind was blaring sirens at her, but she couldn�t quite recall why that name made her feel so anxious.

�Nice to meet you Isaac.� He chuckled again, deep and menacingly, and this time it was nothing like Abel�s.

�Alex! Alex get away from him!� Abel�s voice rose above the din of the music and chatter, and Alex looked up to see his gun raised as he shoved his way rudely through the crowd. Isaac turned her back to him again, this time resting one hand on her throat and the other on the slim expanse of naked flesh between her corset and her leather pants. Alex shuddered as her mind abruptly sobered and her memory returned with dizzying accuracy. Isaac Fernand von K�mpfer. Her body revolted as surely as her mind she and she bucked against him with all her might, and though moments before his movements had been fluid and smooth, now his body was rigid and unyielding and left her no room to move.

�Abel!�

�Von K�mpfer! Let her go!� Abel roared, his gun leveled at Isaac�s forehead.

�Oh, I�ll let her go, but not here.� He pulled Alex�s chin to the side, exposing the full length of her pale throat. Leaning in, Isaac bared his fangs, licking her skin as he watched Abel�s reaction. Alex shuddered and struggled, but refused to make any sort of pathetic noise. Abel roared and shot at Isaac, catching his right shoulder. Isaac threw back his head and laughed, as if the bullet was a child�s toy being thrown at him. With that, Isaac tightened his grip on Alex and exploded through the window and into the street. Abel and Hugue were after her immediately, calling Kate to rally the others.

The two men followed Isaac as he flew over rooftops and skirted closer and closer to the Vatican. Alex was silent, struggling to catch a glimpse of Abel or Hugue through the whirlwind of Isaac�s hair and her own. Her mind screamed at her to call out to Abel and Hugue, but her body refused and somehow she knew it might be the wiser choice to be quiet and wait for the opportune moment. Isaac finally came to rest on a rather tall rooftop, within sight of the Vatican. The look on Abel�s face down below on the street, made Alex�s stomach cringe. She�d never seen such a look of worry on his face, and the thought that his courage might have failed him suddenly made her feel quite hopeless.

Isaac set her on her own two feet and Alex�s immediate reaction was to slam her sharp thin heel into his foot with all her might. Isaac hissed, pulling her close, his face a mere breath away from her own. He laughed menacingly again, his smile revealing the fangs Alex had missed earlier. Her head reeled and she fought to keep focused as a swell of vertigo threatened her balance. Isaac had a good tight grip on her waist though and he called out to Abel from the rooftops, his voice echoing obscenely against the cobblestones below.

�Abel, you lover is quite exquisite. I must say, she knows precisely how to arouse my affections for her. Her attempts to injure me are adorable and the thought of returning the favor is simply breathtaking. Shall I defile this one before we�re done with her?� Alex shuddered, realizing for the first time that his breath and his fingers were too cold to be explained by the coolness of the night. Isaac leaned into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply, still speaking so Abel could hear. �Don�t worry, Alexandra. I assure you, I wouldn�t deliver pain without a little pleasure. Besides, there�s no better way to hurt Abel than to make his non-lover call my name in the throws of a passion he could not arouse in her.�

Alex made another struggling fit for freedom, but von K�mpfer�s stony grip kept her fast against his body. Below them, down on the street Alex heard something she thought she�d never hear in her lifetime.

�Crusnik 02, output sixty percent. Activate.� Alex�s eyes went wide, staring up into Isaac�s face as she realized she was about to see Abel battle in his transformed state.

�And so it begins, my lovely little pawn.� Isaac hurled Alex away from him just as Abel�s wings carried him up over the edge of the roof. Isaac too rose into the air, and Alex could hear a garbled shout from someone who sounded suspiciously like Leon. Tres opened fire on Isaac in his typical opening statement to any battle, but the bullets did no good as Isaac activated a rather large impenetrable shield. At least Abel wouldn�t be fighting alone. Alex marveled at the timely response of the AX members. Then she quickly realized that this was precisely what K�mpfer wanted. Why else would he bring them so very close to the Vatican. He wanted to bring a massive encounter to their very doorstep to try, once again, to instigate war with the Vatican.

Alex could hear shouts from the street below and Tres was still firing, but no longer at Isaac. Alex rushed to the edge of the roof, passing beneath Abel and Isaac as she did so. Down below, Leon, Tres, Hugue, Havel, and Esther were engaged in a fight with several other vampires, all wearing the black uniform and red arm band of the Rozen Cruez Orden. They seemed to be doing quite well, especially Hugue and Leon. Hugue had his two part sword out and was decapitating foes left and right. Leon�s brute strength was enough to incapacitate his attackers while Tres finished them with his guns. Esther had a gun as well and was picking off all the vampires that Havel brought to her. In this manner, the four of them teamed up and Hugue, ever the soloist, picked off the ground forces.

�Perhaps you remember my Arrow of Belial?� A smooth voice from overhead drew Alex�s attention away from the blood bath in the street. As K�mpfer spoke, liquid red ribbons danced up from the street below, curling and billowing, winding their way towards Abel. They seemed to disappear straight into him, and the expression on his face, like that of a fat cat that had just been handed a heeping bowl of fresh tuna, made Alex�s blood run a little colder. �You were so taken by its power last time we met that I thought I�d show you its magnificence again.�

�Your weak weapons cannot truly hurt me, von K�mpfer. Your electromagnetic canon, while powerful is not powerful enough if you wish to destroy me or Alex. I will protect her and the other members of the AX with my last breath.� Abel�s voice was present, under a deeper more gravely demonic voice. The combination made Alex�s hair stand on end and his glowing eyes captured her attention as surely as if he sought to hypnotize her. His hair swirled around him as if it had a will of it�s own and his wings, spread in their full glory were massive, dark, and impressive. An enormous blood red scythe appeared in his right hand, the chain-like tail tumbling down toward the rooftop.

�We shall see, Abel. For, unlike you, I regularly practice with my weapon, forever honing my skills. You, on the other hand, hide your gifts in the dark and only use them when threatened. You will never have the control I have because you haven�t the stomach for it.� With that, Isaac summoned his Arrow of Belial and sent a barrage of arrows of light at Abel. Alex shrieked as Abel hovered there, determined to face Isaac�s wrath dead on. The arrows tore through his body, ripping holes through every appendage, and nearly severed his upper body from his lower.

�Abel!� Alex�s scream cut through the night air like the voice of an avenging angel and she loosed her sai at top speed toward Isaac�s back. His smug smile was wiped clean from his face when her sai lanced his torso, puncturing a lung and sending blood in a violent gush up through his throat and out over his lips. Isaac was quick to regain his composure and reached around to extract Alex�s sai from his back. The other AX members had finished off the other vampires and were now spilling out onto the roof. Isaac retrieved the sai, and flung it at Alex with all his might.

�Filthy terran bitch!�

The speed with which he sent the sai at Alex was blinding, yet she was ready for it. She jumped into the air to meet it, pulling her arms in and spinning herself to increase her own speed as she met with the sai, her back turned to it. She caught it effortlessly, landing and rolling onto the rooftop.

"Tres, come here quickly!�

�Affirmative.� Tres ran across the roof to meet her.

�I need a boost, Tres. I�ll be damned if I�m going to sit here and let Abel fight that prick alone.�

�Your battle plan is not logical. Abel is the best suited AX member to fight von K�mpfer. Alternative battle plan recommended.�

�Just do as I ask, Tres, please!�

�Request acknowledged, though my recommendation stands.�

�Great, how far can you throw me?�

�I can make the necessary calculations and throw you accurately to any target within sight.�

�Excellent, your target is von K�mpfer.�

�Affirmative.� Tres gripped Alex�s waist and hurled her toward her target�s back while Abel was engaging him rather uproariously to the front. Alex pulled her twin daggers from inside her jacket and sank them into K�mpfer�s shoulder blades. At the same moment, Abel, having seen Alex�s approach, anticipated her attack and as Isaac�s attention was diverted, he used the opening to send his scythe flying across his stomach. Blood sprayed from his various wounds, painting Alex and the rooftop. Most of his blood made its way towards Abel, the liquid ribbons once again swirling around him.

�What�s the matter, papillion? Finding it difficult to fly with silver daggers for wings?� Alex chuckled evilly in Isaac�s ear and her smugness was a major misstep.

�I will crush your spirit and destroy everything that has meaning for you before I send your soul into the bowels of hell.� Isaac whirled around, grabbing her painfully. He had pulled her around so quickly she hadn�t the time to loosen her grip on the daggers, but he now held her in such a way that she could do nothing to harm him with them. �I will so enjoy watching your destruction.� With that von K�mpfer hurled Alex over the edge of the rooftop. Alex knew what he planned the moment before he sent her flying and she reached into a pocket, grabbing a handful of powder, and hurled it straight into K�mpfer�s face the very moment her body left his grasp. He howled his rage as Alex�s face twisted into sheer panic.

She didn�t scream, she didn�t call out, she merely looked to the sky to see her angel one last time before the street came up to meet her. She made a quiet choked noise as she fell, seemingly all too slowly. Abel cried out to her, screaming her name so loudly he hurt his own sensitive ears. Isaac, a hand covering his severely burnt face, made his escape while the other AX members fled to the edge of the roof to see if Abel had caught Alex. Alex closed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest, tears welling in her eyes as the air rushed past her ears.

�Abel, forgive me.� Hoping her prayer would reach him somehow, she steeled herself for the impact she knew was inevitable. Time really was beginning to seem ridiculously slow. She wondered if she would ever reach the street or if she would have the time to die of old age first. Then she suddenly realized air was not rushing past her and her stomach was no longer lodged in her throat. She felt as though she were hovering and slowly pried one eye open. The face she saw caught her off-guard, as close as it was to her own. Abel�s red eyes gazed down at her, his face twisted in concern.

�I would forgive you any trespass you could commit.� His voice was there again, under a deep gravely current. His face seemed even paler, more angular, and his fangs were elongated, stretching threateningly over his blood red lips. His hair twisted and curled about him, and his wings flapped gently. She finally noticed his feather-light grip on her waist and swallowed, realizing she wasn�t going to die tonight.

�You... you saved me.� Abel smiled at her shock, a look which was completely incongruent with his transformed face.

�Would you truly expect me not to?� Alex opened her mouth to reply, but was quickly silenced by the warm liquid dripping down her arm as it rested against Abel�s chest.

�You�re bleeding. You�re still bleeding. How can that be?� Alex pulled her hand back, marveling at the wounds she could now feel beneath his clothing.

�It will not be so for much longer. I can already feel the wounds closing.� Abel had brought them back up over the edge of the rooftop and set Alex down. He expected her to back away, for realization to set in and for her to display the customary signs of revulsion that everyone did upon seeing him in his true form. Abel remembered Esther�s reaction that night, and took note that even now, she hid behind Leon, not completely wanting to be face to face with him. Abel abruptly released Alex from his grasp, lowering his eyes to the roof.

�So, you cannot forgive me the trespasses of the night, then?�

�What? I told you I would forgive you, and I meant it, Alexandra.�

�Yet you refuse to touch me, as though I was diseased. Am I so tainted, Abel?�

�No, I am the one who is tainted. This fearsome form leaves no room for anything but disgust in the terrans I seek to live among. Do you not wish to walk away?�

�Disgust? You are... magnificent. I can�t think of any other word for it. You are what you are and your nature is no more disgusting than that of the methuselah�s or terran�s. We all do what it is in our nature to do, so that we may survive. You are magnificent and I only ask that I may look at you openly. You fascinate me.�

Abel was taken aback, but allowed Alex to do as she asked. She stood there for several minutes, the others at a distance, as she ran her fingers over the slightly altered contours of his face. His skin was warm with Isaac�s blood and the battle they�d just won. She managed to capture a swaying strand of his hair and it shone in the night almost as if it were fluorescent. The lone lock wrapped around her finger and she started, opening her hand to release it. The tip trailed across her open palm for a moment before curling upward to return to its original place above his head. His eyes were not truly solid red. It seemed more like his terran eyes were covered with a red film and they too seemed to carry a light of their own. He watched her as she watched him and his expression was tender as if he might bruise her by merely standing there. She reached up finally to touch his left wing. The appendage twitched and she startled again. Abel couldn�t help but chuckle, his deep comforting chuckle. She traced the top edge of his wing as far as she could reach, marveling at the smoothness of his feathers. They were black as the night with a blue sheen to them, like the feathers of a crow. When Alex was finally done with her inspection and she felt the others finally closing the gap to come check on them, she buried her blood stained face into Abel�s blood soaked priest�s jacket and muttered so only he could hear her.

�Abel, take me to my hotel, please. I�m dreadfully tired.�

Abel nodded, picking her up bridal style. He explained to the others that he was going to escort Alex back to her hotel to guard her for the night, and took to the air, flying low over the rooftops. It was only moments before they reached the roof of her hotel suite. She was on the top floor, so they took the stairs from the roof rather than the lobby. It wouldn�t do for people to see them the way they were. Alex fumbled with her keys a little, but eventually got the door open and let them in.

�Any other time, if I was this tired, I�d just hop in bed, clothes and all. Something tells me the hotel staff wouldn�t appreciate that much though.� Alex smiled weakly at Abel, who had transformed back into his normal, albeit disheveled, human form. �Let�s get cleaned up and ready for bed, shall we?� Abel nodded wearily and Alex moved into the bathroom to start the shower.

So there you have it. Hope you liked it. REVIEW! PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD REVIEW! I really love getting reviews, you guys are so sweet! I know more of you are out there reading but not reviewing! I humbly ask that you review as well, as it motivates me to write each chapter a little quicker. I've got a certain number in my head that I'd like to see before I update next. I've got the whole story in my head, remember, it's just a matter of being motivated enough to post. I will translate the Russian next chapter, but for now here is the French because Khellendros_Draconis requested it ;)
Je suis d�sol� = I am sorry
Bien s�r que non. J�accueillis toujours ta pr�sence = of course not. I always welcome your presence
Tu me flattes = you flatter me
Hui, mademoiselle, parce que je te veux = yes, miss, because I want you.
And that's all she wrote. for now.

Did I mention ginormous lemon next chapter. In case you couldn't tell. REVIEW! Review to read the lemony goodness That is all. Merci beaucoup
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