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Khellendros_Draconis: We'll just have to see what happens with Hugue and Alex, but I promise, you won't be disappointed. Yes, they have nasty ideas in store for everyone involved. And some already too the Ion/Radu challenge, but I took the HuguexAbel challenge. w00t. And you're not too late to vote, I'll take it and it'll be accounted for!

M-chan: *takes a spare rib to chomp on* Mmmm... she doesn't taste like chicken, even if she acts like one and occassionally sounds like one too. Thanks! Yeah, they're badguys, but Isaac is like IMPOSSIBLY hot and Cain's not so bad either. Nobody beats my Abel though :) *rescues you from the discipline closet* Yesh, I love hellsing too and I'm like drooling all over Alucard and trying to find every pic and piece of evidence I can on it.

Darkephoenix: Rest assured, she will be quite fucked up by the time her ordeal is over and that will create a platform for later character development. Yesh, they of all people would know, hmm? I had to play this angle, I had to when Isaac laughed in Barcelona while Abel was crying... Ultimately, this twisted game of hurt/comfort will be Alex's undoing, so it's going to be played on alot. I got the idea from somewhere and I wondered how I would react to such treatment. The result is messy, and so Alex becomes more like me: i.e., she becomes quite bi-polar.

Caranril: Yesh, brokenness freaks me out too. I've never actually broken anything, but I've had reconstructive surgery where things were broken and rearranged and I tried to use my feelings from that of always feeling nauseated and light-headed and ready to just collapse. Was it well done? :/ I dunno, I don't wanna make anyone puke, but I gotta try to be realistic, ya know? Yesh, long hair is "smexy" (I'm stealing your words ;P) I can't even grow my own that much but I'm just like....*tweak* can I brush it???? I'm doing better now, though writing never really comes to me when I'm low, I usually ride my highs and write furiously. It's coming back now, but I'm in a neutral mid-phase....eh...thanks though! And you shall have Hugue! And Isaac, and Cain, and Leon! SMUTFEST. Because I'm secretly a wanton little dingo. *buys you tissues*

lunastar: I can't guaruntee soon, but Abel and Alex will be reunited. Thanks, I really like her character too. Psst. I'll tell you a secret. *gets all shifty eyed to make sure no one else is listening* Alex is me if I could be absolutely everything I wanted to be. So we won't torture her too much, because I wouldn't do this shit to myself. Too much. ;)

Retro Lamb: I don't know much about Cain other than what I've read from wikipedia and any and all online sources I can find, especially since ADULT SWIM DIDN'T FRIGGIN SHOW AN EPISODE LAST FRIGGIN SATURDAY I JUST ABOUT DIED! Thanks, my first love was always writing, followed closely by bio.

Ok, that's everyone I think! If i missed you I'm sorry, but lemme know and I'll mention you hugely next time in like size 26 font or something. So, here's the next chapter. I warn you it's twisted, but we're getting to the deep shit soon, shit that'll make ya think. Anyway, here it is. I'm starting to miss Abel cause I've been reading about Alucard and Alex isn't being all sl00ty wif him no more :( Keep reviewing it makes me like myself a little more than normal! :P And lemme know if my writing it decreasing in quality!

Chapter 18: Loosing the Magician

Alex woke slowly, keeping her eyes closed, and listening intently to her surroundings. She heard breathing from behind her, the deep even breathing of someone sleeping. Rolling over slowly she closed her eyes even tighter, not sure what she would find. She pressed her hands to the chest she now faced and felt the contours, recognizing them instantly. Biting her lip, she nuzzled into his neck, hoping to wake him and hear some familiar phrase fall from his lips, something comforting. She kissed his throat gently, praying silently that it would be Abel. The man stirred and she clamped her eyes shut even harder, whimpering quietly. Strong arms raised and wrapped themselves around her, pulling her into a warm embrace. A small contented sigh caused the chest under her hands to lift and press into her own.

�Good morning, beautiful Alexandra.� Alex whimpered at what she thought was the final bit of proof that she was indeed with Abel, but when she moved to throw her arms around his neck, she found her wrists stuck together. She yanked, hard as she could, only to find it useless. Cain chuckled. �Would you like me to remove those?� Cain kissed her jaw line and she opened her eyes in amazement, tears welling instantly and spilling over.

�I... I thought it was a nightmare.�

�No such luck.� Cain�s tone had gone sour again and he unhooked the gold chain that connected them rather angrily. He rose from bed in all his naked glory and Alex immediately realized the danger she was in.

�Wait, Cain!� Alex rose and fumbled towards the end of the bed, a pleading look on her face.

�Fine, you have my attention.�

�I... I didn�t mean to offend. It�s... a dramatic change. You must realize how... strange this is. I�ve been told by everyone how evil you are and how your group randomly destroys terrans. You yourself told me you would punish me, yet I find you here, holding me while we sleep.� Alex�s tears flowed and she trembled. �I cannot believe that Abel is the evil one.�

�My dear.� Cain approached, embracing her warmly, and Alex leaned against him, her tears falling on his chest. �I never said that Abel was evil. He is simply misguided and he has been brainwashed by the teachings of the Vatican and Lady Catherina. He will no longer listen to reason. Have you never known a religious fanatic that misconstrued everything to meet their own demented definitions?� Cain petted her hair lovingly, smiling down at her knowingly.

�My... mother was a fanatic.�

�Yes, I know all about her. I know all about you. I have watched you for longer than you can imagine, Alexandra. I kept you safe, I thwarted all the attacks on you that became near misses. I watched you grow and discover more and more of Crystal�s legacy. I have been your protector since your mother left all those years ago.�

�That can�t be true.� Alex lifted her gaze to his face and he smiled comfortingly at her.

�It is. Your father left shortly after you were born. Your mother, a religious woman, believed it was their duty to get married, have children, and pass on their values to those children. Your father, a cold hard scientist, never wanted children, and felt trapped once he�d learned of your mother�s pregnancy. He stayed to help her through the pregnancy, but once she was released from the hospital with you, she returned home to an empty house. She never heard from your father again. Your mother turned to the church for help with raising you and for an explanation as to why this had befallen her. She came to hate you, the very sight and presence of you, and she became increasingly fanatical as you grew. Your intelligence unnerved her and spawned a great jealousy within her.

�She whispered hateful things to you, things you never should have heard, and when she died, when that methuselah killed her in front of you, you felt no loss, no mourning, because you didn�t lose a mother. You lost a bully. You blamed the church for your mother fanaticism, and at the tender age of thirteen you vowed to never set foot into a church again. And you didn�t until you met with Abel, at the age of twenty-six, and allowed him to bring you to Lady Catherina. It made your skin crawl, being in that place, didn�t it? He didn�t even notice your discomfort. I will notice your discomfort, Alex. I will notice your every emotion, once I�ve made you my queen. I will feel your emotions as surely as I feel my own.� Cain kissed her deeply, tenderly, and she flushed, the tears still spilling down her cheeks.

�How can you know this? How can you know my entire life story while I�ve never seen you before yesterday?�

�I observed and I protected you, but I did not wish to brainwash you the way Catherina had done with Abel, the way your mother tried to brainwash you. I wanted to wait until you were older to tell you the entire truth.� Alex was quiet, marveling at how his story was just inside the realm of plausible. She didn�t want to believe him, but at the same time, recalled several situations, encounters with vampires, where she was sure she would die, yet she inexplicably survived.

�I don�t know. I don�t know who I believe anymore.�

�I will give you all the time you need, lovely Alexandra.� Cain took her hand from his chest and kissed the back of it, gracing her with an electrifying gaze. Her breath hitched and she closed her eyes.

�Cain.�

�Alexandra.� Cain smiled, his canine growing. He used that tooth and cut her wrist, and it faded back to a normal size as he ran his tongue over the cut. Alex�s breath hitched as she was washed by a wave of pleasure that centered on that simple contact. His bright blue eyes focused on her as he sealed his lips to her wrist, drinking gently, sensually. Alex closed her eyes, moaning outright, and as her body responded resoundingly to Cain�s action, her mind screamed betrayal.

�Please, Cain.�

�Yes, Alexandra, anything you want.�

�Please...stop.� Cain pulled away, dropping her wrist just slightly.

�Have I... hurt you somehow?� Cain�s look was apprehensive and Alex swallowed, flushing.

�I just... need time. I still don�t...� Alex ducked her head, wisely refusing to finish her sentence. Cain dropped her hand as if she were on fire and back away from her.

�You still don�t believe me.� Cain sounded disgusted with her and he took another step away from her.

�Cain, please--�

�That is strike three, Alexandra. You will learn to be grateful, and you will learn to call me master. Isaac!� Cain seized Alex�s cut wrist, twisting the skin painfully, Alex�s eyes went wide in pain and shock.

�Mein Herr.� Isaac appeared in his usual way, a grin plastered on his porcelain features.

�Bathe her. I grow sick of her terran stench. Shackle her and discipline her. Do not go overboard. We will save the true abuse for her greatest offense.� Cain eyed her viciously and she shuddered, struggling for the right word.

�Cain, please don�t do this, I--�

�You persist in using that wretched name! You will call me master and until you do so, you will go hungry. Isaac, she is not to be fed until she submits.� Isaac�s eyes glittered maliciously and Cain disappeared into an adjacent room, quickly reappearing dressed in his usual white outfit. He�d taken on his crusnik form and his red eyes glared at her, seeming to glow ever brighter as his anger settled on her. Alex began trembling as he walked through the door.

�Punish me yourself! Don�t leave me with Isaac.� Alex ducked her head, praying she looked submissive enough to garner at least a little of Cain�s forgiveness.

�Oh, I will punish you myself later, beautiful Alexandra. However, you will also be punished by Isaac now. And you will go hungry until you submit.� Cain stepped forward, taking her chin and raising her face to look into his own. �Did I not tell you to behave? Did I not tell you I would give you anything you asked for? You asked for my punishment, and you shall have it. You will also have my affection once that punishment is over. I give you hope for the end of the day. Please try to learn the lessen we teach between now and then. Good day, Alexandra.� With that, Cain turned and left the room, a lone feather drifting slowly to the floor. Alex closed her eyes and waited for Isaac. She was not disappointed and soon his cold bare hand rested on her own bare shoulder.

�Alexandra, do be a good pet and lay on your stomach on the bed.�

�Isaac, don�t.� He chuckled in her ear, a sensuous sound, a wanton sound.

�I must. Mein Herr wishes it, and I confess, I am quite eager to deliver his proclamation to your flesh.� With that, Isaac pulled her back by the hair, throwing her onto the mattress on her stomach. Alex laid there limply, staring at the dim light falling through the sheers. �Such unblemished flesh. It�s like a blank canvas and Mein Herr has given me free reign to decorate it.� Isaac�s smooth voice made her shiver, though she hid it well. Isaac walked to a trunk in her field of vision and unlocked it with a skeleton key, revealing an array of punishment devices. Alex lost herself in the blue sheen that fell on his raven hair, ignoring his licentious muttering. When he stood finally, he had a rather imposing inch-thick leather strap hanging from his hand. He walked to the foot of the bed, standing behind her. She felt his long fingers hook themselves into the straps of her panties, gently removing them, and she complied with his motions, though she did so rather limply. He chuckled menacingly.

�So you have learned to at least take your punishment gracefully. Do you know why you are being punished?� Isaac waited patiently for her confession.

�Because I refuse to call him my master.� Alex�s voice was deadpan and Isaac laughed at her lack of enthusiasm.

�You will learn, little terran. I will teach you.� With that Isaac raised the strap and snapped it against her rear end. Alex clamped her eyes shut and bit her lower lip. Before she could properly catch her breath, she felt the searing sting of the strap again. Alex laced her fingers through the sheets and again he let the strap fly. Alex drew blood from her lip after another half a dozen strikes, and once Isaac reached a baker�s dozen, he was no longer holding back his power. Her flesh was irritated and broken in several places, and she cried out raggedly into the pillow, tearing at the sheets with her nails. Isaac stopped his volley and listened, leaning over her and moaning appreciatively when he heard her small sobs.

�Get... off of me.� Isaac threw his head back and laughed loudly, returning to the chest.

�You will learn respect in this place, terran.�

�You may be Cain�s right hand man, but when I become queen, I will outrank you, and I will show you no mercy.� Isaac grinned and lit a cigarette, puffing quietly.

�Again, so disrespectful to Mein Herr. So, do you accept Mein Herr�s offer and agree to become his queen?� Alex was silent and merely turned her face into the pillow. �Well, I shall take that as a �not right now�. In the mean time, assuming you will eventually become his queen, I will use my power now and torment you as ruthlessly as I can. If I am to incur your wrath, I wish to do so fully.� He leaned close to her ear, his deep quiet voice making her shiver. �You thrill me, threatening me with punishment. I would gladly take punishment from you, but only after you�ve earned your place at Mein Herr�s side.�

The smell from his dark cigarette was slightly sweet and pungent and Alex inhaled deeply, struggling to relax in the presence of his mellifluous voice and intoxicating smell. Isaac smiled, running his long fingers through her hair, rubbing small circles into her scalp to soothe her. Whimpering, her muscles relaxing and her mind lulling, Alex peeked at Isaac only to find him staring at her lustfully, his face very straight and serious. Alex turned stiffly on her side and looked at him, pulling the sheets up to cover herself. Isaac�s expression became inflamed and she looked at him curiously.

Isaac grabbed her upper arm roughly, dragging her from the bed, causing her to fumble and trip over the sheets. Before she could protest or even ask what was happening, Isaac slammed her face-first up against the wall. Alex grunted from the contact and Isaac was pressed against her back instantly. He inhaled her scent, brushing her hair aside almost tenderly, and kissed her shoulder reverently.

�You will be the undoing of this coven, if Mein Herr falls to your charms the way I have. Mein Herr, forgive me.� Isaac slithered his hands around her waist, kissing her shoulder before sinking his fangs in gently. Alex gasped, but felt a strange warmth gathering at her shoulder and tingling down her spine. Alex squirmed at the new sensation, as the warmth pooled low in her stomach. Isaac took her hands and pushed them flat against the wall, covering them with his own, intertwining their fingers.

He drank from her, sending her deeper and deeper into a pleasurable abyss, his own lust spiraling off toward a fine line he knew he shouldn�t cross. The smell of her arousal was intoxicating and he found himself rocking his hips into her, grunting enthusiastically as he drank from her. He had to yank himself away from her to keep from draining her too much. If she was to undertake a forced fasting and he drained her too much, her life could be in danger. Alex sank to her knees, her forehead still pressed up against the cool wall. The room suddenly felt hot and altogether too small for comfort. She groaned and found it difficult to move. Isaac swiftly lifted her and laid her face down on the bed, rummaging through the chest again. Alex didn�t notice as he took out a paddle, testing it against his hand.

She definitely noticed when it landed squarely on her thighs, though. Alex gasped and whirled her head around to gawk at Isaac. He only smiled and began delivering painful strikes, each landing with a resounding thwack on her smooth thighs. Alex cried out with every strike, amazed he hadn�t managed to break her legs with the power of his strikes. Isaac had soon reduced her to a sobbing wreck and when he finally stopped swinging, after several harsh blows, she clawed at the sheets, struggling to evade him. He laughed and seized her, running his fingertips over her smarting flesh. She began praying, words she hadn�t used since she was a child. Just as before he began soothing her cuts and abrasions with his tongue and she melted into the bed. As that wonderful pleasurable feeling rose within her she closed her eyes and fought against feelings that should have repulsed her, but instead drew her in.

�Ave Maria, gratia plena Dominus tecum; Benedicta tu in mulieribus, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei ora pro nobis peccatpribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae.� This last prayer was punctuated by sobs.

�So beautiful. If I didn�t know any better, I�d say you were trying to make this playtime as perfect for me as possible. And just what are you repenting for? You haven�t even confessed.� Isaac licked her ear, producing another heart wrenching volley of sobs.

�Heaven help me. Forgive me, Abel, I have sinned.� Alex�s sniffles broke her sentence into barely coherent babbling.

�Come now, how have you sinned? Might you be taking pleasure from our discipline session, dear little terran?� Again, Isaac set to comforting her damaged flesh, taking his time restoring it to all it�s original glory. Alex was relishing his tender treatment, her pleasure soaring above the stinging pain until he�d completely restored her skin. Once he�d finished, he stood and picked her up, carrying her into the adjacent room Cain had used that morning. He set her on a vanity chair while he started a bath running in a huge marble bathtub. When the tub was filled he bade her get in and clean herself. Alex did as she was told, trembling still from her long ordeal at the hands of Isaac. She cleaned herself and Isaac watched every movement until she moved to clean her hair. Isaac stopped her and washed her hair for her, his fingers again working little circles into her scalp. She grew drowsy, leaning back against the tub edge while he rinsed the shampoo from her hair.

Stepping out of the tub, Isaac had a towel spread between his outstretched arms, smiling at her, taking in her wet form. She ducked her head, her sopping tresses hiding her face as it colored in shame. She began sobbing again, her shame renewed being seen nude by her biggest tormentor. Isaac chuckled, embracing her and drying her, fondling her as he went. She began fighting him again, pushing against him hard, finally kicking him in the shin to no avail. Isaac picked her up and placed her back on the bed, shackling her once again. Alex laid there and cried quietly, hiccuping occasionally in her dismay. She prayed silently that Abel would rescue her, that somehow, miraculously the various members of AX would come crashing through the door to save her from this nightmare she�s tumbled into. Her prayers went unanswered, or so she thought. Little did she know that above ground a storm had been raging for two days.

�It�s been two days, Your Eminence, and we are still unable to convince Father Nightroad to return.� Esther professed tearfully to her own impotence.

�He will return when he is ready. Abel is... very distressed over Alex�s kidnaping, and I must confess, I�m very worried myself. The sooner Alex is returned to us, the better.�

�I don�t see how she could help us, Your Eminence. She�s destroyed the notes and our aims are not to forcibly cure all the methuselah, so how can she be of assistance?� Lady Catherina passed her cold gaze over Esther�s face.

�I have not divulged all my plans to you, Esther, nor do you know all Alex is worth. She is invaluable to this group and moreover, we will not leave her to suffer Lord knows what kind of torment at the hands of Cain and the Rosen Cruez Orden. Leave Abel to his own devices for now. If he asks for help or has a lead, I want the AX assembled and ready to aid however possible.�

�Yes, Your Eminence.� Face flaming from the Lady�s sharp tongue, Esther left, feeling dejected that Abel had locked her out again and refused to take comfort in her companionship. She couldn�t understand why Hugue and Abel had been so distraught over Alex�s disappearance. Abel had taken to the streets, a trail of blood tears washed away by the incessant rain. He told the others that the last thing he�d heard from Alex was �look for me in the rain�, but it made sense to no one, least of all Abel. Yet, search he did, constantly, night and day without rest for two full days, now going on a third night. Hugue, at first, tried to keep pace with Abel, but could not match his crusnik speed and so scoured the streets of his own accord. They couldn�t know the pain and humiliation that Alex felt, but Abel�s tears flowed as steadily as the heaven�s.

Alex awaited Cain that night and he delivered a thorough punishment, just as promised. When her flesh was again bruised and broken, he summoned Isaac to heal her wounds. She sobbed and prayed, only to delight the two men. Cain shackled her to him as he�d done the night before and before Alex fell into a fitful sleep filled with nightmares, he kissed her and professed his growing affection for her despite her rebellious disposition. He kissed her tears and whispered soothingly to her, listening until her breathing became more even and her tears ceased to stain her cheeks.

Ave Maria, gratia plena Dominus tecum; Benedicta tu in mulieribus, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei ora pro nobis peccatpribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. This is the Hail Mary prayer in Latin. I decided to do latin because it looked cooler than english. Anyways, in keeping with my translating, here it is in english, "Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death."
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