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Never Forget Where You've Been	By : BishiMistress Category: +S to Z > Trinity Blood Views: 4142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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DP: Glad you enjoyed the chapter and that you like my writing in general. Yeah, the YnM story is apparently frequented by mostly people who wouldn't know good writing if it beat them upside the head while screeching like a howler monkey. Someone's rated my story a 3 after only two chapters, but some of the stories in that section that are rated like 5, read like they were written by a sixth grade ESL student. Ugh. Whatever. As you said, your opinion in the most important and DCM too. That story is for you guys, and nobody else has the balls to tell me what they think, so they just leave anonymous, critique-less ratings cause they're losers. Whatever! Hope you enjoy this short but sweet little chapter.

DCM: Glad you liked the abel/alex scene. LOL I enjoy writing them, can you tell? Yeah, my fiance thinks I'm thoroughly disturbed for writing crusnik sex scenes. REad on and enjoy as soon as you return and thanks for the constant support!

winterfrau: Yeah, plot and porn is like chips and dip. Sure, chips are fun and you can never have just one, but it's SOOOO much better with dip ;) My dear, I could never off Isaak.... he's so.... mmmmmmmm..... Wish he would come taunt me some. Yeah, I love my Alucard too. He makes me wanna slap and lick him all at one. Read on and enjoy!

Wow, so.... my comp crashed and came back and then I dropped a truck tire on my big toe and broke the nail in half! YUM! I recommend breaking one's toenail, it's quite the adventure. I got sunburned, as the ultra-white folk are prone to doing. I even applied my suntan lotion thrice over. It's hard to write when my flesh burns with the fire of the sun unless i'm in the swimming pool at night. UGH. It'll go away soon enough. Read on and enjoy! For anyone that's curious, I've also updated my YnM story.

Chapter 24: The City That Fell Into the Sea

�Unless you�ve come to tell me you�ve found him, I�m going to paint my chamber walls with your blood.� Cain�s voice rose threateningly in reply to the knock at the door. He pulled his door open violently, almost ripping it off its hinges.

�Mein Herr!� A very young, petrified, Methuselah stood, trembling, framed by Cain�s door.

�What?� Cain couldn�t hide the growl in his voice and the young man�s eyes widened in fear.

�Mein Herr, The Magician has returned.�

�Where is he?� Cain grabbed the boy by his shirt collar, his fangs flashing dangerously.

�In his chambers, Mein Herr. Some of the coven helped him into bed while I ran to notify you.� Cain�s fingers loosened on the boys uniform.

�Come along.� Cain swept past the boy, striding through the hallways towards Isaak�s room. The young man wasn�t sure if he�d heard his Master correctly, but rushed to catch up with his enormous gate. �Tell me something.�

�Yes, Mein Herr?�

�How badly is he injured?� Cain stopped just outside Isaak�s door, turning to regard the young Methuselah as he skidded to a halt at his side. The boy gulped visibly, paling before he answered.

�For any but The Magician, it would have been fatal.�

Cain sighed, steeling his nerves as he opened the heavy door that lead to Isaak�s chambers. Cain closed his eyes as he was assaulted by the nauseating smell of burnt flesh. The Methuselah hovering and fussing over Isaak blocked Cain�s view of the injured Magician. He stood back, silent, until they were finished tending to him. The team of attendants bowed to Cain as they scrambled to clear the room. Cain sent the boy scampering after them with a dismissive flick of his wrist.

�Isaak?� Cain knelt as the bedside, looking up into the once-beautiful face of his most treasured minion.

�Cain.�

�Where have you been the past four days? I had the coven scouring Rome.� The Vampire coughed and Cain�s eyes took in the blackened and bloodied patches of skin that covered his ravaged body.

�I hadn�t the strength to return to you, Mein Herr.�

�Isaak...� Cain trailed off, his eyes roaming over the burnt scalp where his servant�s lovely midnight tresses once grew. �Who did this to you, Isaak?�

Cain was taken aback when The Magician�s eyes glittered with something akin to hatred. The Nosferatu stared intently at his Master, his fingers tracing the seal on the opposite glove. He bit his tongue, wanting to scream in Cain�s face.

�That loathsome bitch you sent me to retrieve. She knows now, that I am Nosferatu and that I am bound to you as Alucard is bound to Integra. Cain, she isn�t just a Crusnik. The rumors were true.�

�What do you mean?�

�Somewhere along the way, a Nosferatu tried to turn her. She carries both the virus and the curse.�

�How can you be sure?�

�I could feel it. Nosferatu give off their power in small doses. It�s a way of marking territory and announcing one�s presence. She hid it at first, but once she saw me, she let her emotions get the better of her. She was unable to concentrate her hatred on me and cover her tracks at the same time. She must have been turned by an ancient. Her power was impressive and the pressure from it was enough to take my breath away.�

�Are you absolutely certain of this, Isaak?�

�Yes. She is elemental now. I believe she uses the powers of her Methuselah and Nosferatu blood in combination and the nanomachines help to maintain a very delicate balancing act. The Methuselah in her was always able to control the elements, but the Nosferatu gives her the power to call them at will and the machines give her the will power to bend them as she sees fit. I don�t know how many elements she controls expertly, but she at least controls fire and earth.�

�Show me, Isaak.� The tortured Nosferatu cast his Master a hurt glance laced with thinly veiled disgust.

�Cain...� Isaak closed his eyes, too tired and pained to either protest or consent.

�Please, Isaak. Just do this simple thing for me and I will let you drink to your heart�s content. Just a glimpse in return for the promise of my healing blood.�

Simple? Asking him to relive one of the most harrowing fights of his life and then pass it along to his beloved Master was no simple request. The poor wretch groaned in anguish, torn between his inherent desire to please his Master and revealing his humiliating defeat at the hands of his arch rival. In the end, the quietly pleading look on Cain�s face won.

�As you will, Mein Herr.�

Cain brushed the tip of a long graceful finger over The Magician�s cracked lips, immediately flooded with images. His breath hitched at the vision of Alex in her leather pants-and-corset get up, her flowing skirts and upswept hair abandoned. Her wings were flung wide, her hair seething in an unfelt wind, her fangs elongated in rage. She was slowly wreathed in flame from head to toe, her body becoming purely elemental. Isaak showed him the rest of the battle and Cain watched, rapt, as she did her best to destroy him. When the vision faded, Isaak stared into the blonde�s face, his own contorted in pain.

�What a great and terrible beauty.� Cain�s voice sounded wistful, awed, and Isaak turned away in disgust as his Master tutted. �Come now, Isaak. Surely you see the beauty in her truest form?�

Cain sat on the edge of the bed, laying beside Isaak gingerly. He offered the Vampire his throat and struggled to hide his mental heave as Isaak drew close, Cain�s senses again assailed by the smell of burnt flesh and sick blood. Isaak drank deeply, tenderly, his mind brushing against Cain�s in a silent plea. Cain answered, wrapping the Vampire�s senses in warmth and reassurance. Cain never complained, even as Isaak�s pull on his circulatory system grew painful. His patience was well worth the reward. When Isaak finally pulled away, releasing a deeply satisfied sigh, his skin had repaired quite rapidly. He was left with a deep golden tan, his skin wrinkled here and there, making him appear older. There were still a few raw and bloodied patches of skin, and his hair had yet to grow back.

�Thank you, Mein Herr.�

�It was my pleasure, Isaak. Would you like me to stay, or do you prefer to rest?�

�If you have no pressing matters to attend to, you are most welcome to stay.

�Nothing is more pressing than healing you, Isaak.. Let me go out and feed, and I will return to you. One more drink should have you good as new.�

�Mein Herr.� Isaak inclined his head respectfully, laying back as Cain rose from the bed.

�Sleep, Magician. I will be back soon.�

�As you will, Mein Herr.�

Isaak had drifted off to sleep before Cain even shut the door behind him. He stationed two coven members at the door to Isaak�s chambers and gave them instructions to check on him every hour and bring him anything he required. With that, Cain left the coven, moving above ground and into the darkest, seediest, part of the crumbling city. It didn�t take long for some young, foolish, pack of Methuselah to attack him. He drank of their immortality until he felt he would burst. When he was finished and surrounded by a handful of corpses, he began rolling their lifeless shells into the black waters of the city. He watched until their pale bodies faded from even his keen sight. How fitting, he thought, that his crumbling Order be housed in a crumbling city. The city that was swallowed by the sea.

Alex went in search of Abel, still fuming from her confrontation with Alucard. She never even noticed that her wings were still materialized as well as her fangs. Abel was sitting in a small courtyard at the intersection of five hallways, one of his favorite haunts. Alex was muttering to herself unconsciously, her wings fidgeting in anger.

�Whoa. What�s bothering you?�

�Pompous buffoon!� Alex burst out angrily, surprising the both of them as her voice rang off the stones. Abel blinked at her and she blushed sheepishly, her fangs receding, but not her wings.

�Fair enough. I�ve been called worse in all my years.�

�Not you.� Alex�s blush deepened and Abel approached, smiling at her misplaced rage.

�Then who?�

�Bloody Vampire! Thinks he�s God�s gift to women.�

�Well, I�m afraid he can�t have that title, as it�s already been given to me.� Alex blinked this time, finally dissolving into laughter. Moments later, she wiped the tears from her eyes, her wings shivering with barely suppressed mirth. Abel�s face melted into a disgruntled pout.

�Hardy har har.� Abel crossed his arms over his chest and Alex stood on tip toe to kiss his cheek and hopefully soothe his smarting pride.

�I swear, I was only laughing at the look on your face. It was so corny. It looked like something out of a manga!� Alex crumpled up in another fit of giggles.

�Manga? What�s manga?�

�These comic books from Japan in the late twentieth and early twenty-first century. The characters� facial expressions are sometimes really dramatic and you just--� Alex couldn�t finish her thought, cut off again by her own laughter.

�How do you even know this stuff?�

�You�d be amazed what you can dig up.�

�Indeed?�

�Mmm. Did you forget I had a real job once upon a time? Yeah, remind me to explain hentai to you sometime. For now, let�s go find the kids. I need to blow this popsicle stand.�

�Hentai?�

�Later, dearest. What do you think about heading to the beach?� Abel leveled her with a questioning look, but shrugged it off.

�Sounds like a lovely day, but how do you intend to find the children? They ran off almost an hour ago.�

�They�re nearby, I can feel them. Besides, I have a very unique way of calling them. Remember?�

Alex closed her eyes and before Abel could question her further, his heart skipped a beat as he was swept up in a haunting and beautiful melody. After a few moments Alex�s song was added to, one by one, until they all created a four-part harmony. The three accompanying tones grew louder until the children spilled into the courtyard from three different directions. Abel stared in wonder as the children ran to embrace their Mother. He knew, then and there, that he would never be as close to any of the children as Alex was. They had their secrets, and she kept them all, gently guiding her children in the direction she thought best, but always giving them room to make their own decisions. They loved each other unreservedly and without any hint of embarrassment. Alex and the children looked up to see the sad smile painting the priest�s features.

Ilarius had his arm around his brother�s shoulders, and Cendricus had his hand on his sister�s head as she half his behind his hip. Ilarius turned a questioning look on his brother, who, in turn, gazed down at Aurora. Aurora looked up at Abel and he smiled at the precious girl.

�Bug.� The boys urged her on in quiet unison.
v�Daddy Abel!� She blurted out the awkward, but lovable, title as though she were afraid the phrase would rend the world asunder. She raised a small hand closing her fingers and opening them, beckoning him to join them. Abel walked over and joined the hug, wrapping an arm around Alex�s waist as Aurora threw her arms around his leg. Cen looked up at Abel with an unreadable expression. Abel waited patiently until the boy relented, letting the silver-haired priest wrap an arm around his shoulder. Ilarius beamed at his brother and his Father. Abel ruffled Cen�s golden hair, kissing the boy�s forehead, giving Ilarius the same treatment.

�So, why don�t you tell them what we had planned?� Alex beamed at her family, her cheeks aching from the strain.

�Well, your Mother and I were thinking we would take you guys to the beach.�

�Really?� All three children asked in the same shocked voice, looking to Alex a little incredulously.

�Really.�

�Daddy Abel, are you coming too?� Aurora looked up at him, her eyes huge and glistening, her tiny fingers tugging on his pant leg.

�If I am welcome to join, I would love to.� Abel returned all the girl�s affection with his smile. Aurora turned her puppy dog eyes on Cen. Cendricus looked to Rius, only to find him staring expectantly as well.

�I don�t see why not.� Cen mumbled as he dipped his head, letting his bangs cover his blush. Rius and Aurora squealed and whooped in excitement, dancing around Cendricus as they sang an impromptu rendition of �We�re going to the Beach�. Abel squeezed the blonde�s shoulder as Alex shooed his siblings off to change.

�Thank you, Cendricus. It�s very kind of you.� Without another word, the two turned to catch up with Alex, everyone wearing lopsided, but genuine, smiles.
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