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The nearly scalding spray of water hit Anderson's bare back and rolled off in tiny beads. Having gone to bed last night without a shower, he needed to wake up early this morning to get it in. According to some, he didn't exactly smell the greatest when he went without a shower. Not that he minded needing to take one at all. The one time he was guaranteed privacy was when he was showering. It's when he could relax the most; when all of his tension seemed to be washed away.
The priest sighed deeply, inhaling the steam that swirled around the air. He figured he'd been in here for nearly twenty minutes now. Which gave him ten minutes till he had to be downstairs. His hand reached forward and turned the knob counter-clockwise, making the water turn into little more than a trickle before turning off completely. Anderson grabbed the towel of the nearby hook and began drying himself off quickly. He casually glanced at himself in the medium-sized mirror as he toweled dry. He was slightly red from the heat of the water, other than that, he seemed like his regular self.
The paladin leaned toward the mirror slightly and opened his mouth. He'd already brushed them while showering, so he knew they were clean. That's not what he was checking for. His teeth were still normal. He'd always had abnormally sharp teeth for a human. However, they were currently no sharper than they had always been. That was good. After quickly drying his hair, he grabbed his clothes that lay near the small, open window a foot above him. That normally kept his clothes rather dry and didn't let the heat out.
Anderson dressed, opened the door and walked from the steamy shower into the cool loft. The adult's showers were on the third floor of the three story orphanage, so he had to walk down a couple flights of stairs. Right as he was coming to the second landing, most of the children were coming downstairs for breakfast as well. Many of them smiled and waved at him as they passed, Anderson doing the same.
Among the throng of children was Brother Aaron, who was waving his hand above his head toward the paladin. Brother Anderson! As he descended the last few steps, the kindly, father-like Aaron walked toward Anderson with a smile on his face. Brother Anderson, would you mind accompanying me in greeting a new, soon to be arriving sister to our orphanage after breakfast? He returned the smile and nodded his head. Of course, Brother Aaron. They descended the stairs together amid the throng of children, making small talk and asking the quality of each other's nights. Of course, he didn't mention the illusions.
Once everyone was seated, the children all in long tables and the brothers and sisters in a shorter table at the end, Father James looked to Matron Mother Josephine. No one knew how, but Sister Josephine could tell if any children were missing merely by glancing around the room. While a strict woman, she was fair in her decisions.
A nod by the Matron Mother to Brother James told him that all the children were present. It was his day to lead the morning prayer before breakfast. As he stood, the normal din of the room quieted almost instantly and everyone turned their attention to him. Brother James began with his typical, jovial greeting and went into the morning prayer; thanking God for the gifts He gives to His children and the food we were to eat, as well as asking for His blessings and forgiveness today.
In the middle of breakfast, Aaron glanced up at the clock on the wall, stood and motioned Anderson to come with him. The paladin shoved one more bite into his mouth and rose from his chair, following Aaron out the door. While walking out the front door of the orphanage, Brother Aaron described the new sister.
Her name is Sister Mary. She joined a covenant in Venice a couple of years ago and dedicated her life to monastic services. She enjoys working with children, which is why she decided to come and help us when Sister Helena left for Africa. She is relatively knew at running an orphanage, thus we will have to be caring teachers. Aaron's softly smiling face nodded in agreement with his own mandate. Anderson nodded in return and looked up at the sky.
It was a beautiful autumn day, the sunlight filtering gently through the forest, creating all manner of red and brown hues in the air. A dirt road could be seen coming from beyond the front gate, surrounded on all sides by the forest that also hugged the gates that marked the boundary of the orphanage. In the distance, a black car drove toward the gate just as Aaron and Anderson arrived at the front.
When the car finally stopped a couple of yards away, a young woman of about twenty stepped out of the car. She had on the typical clothes of a sister and carried a small piece of luggage in her hands. She smiled widely as she approached the two priests and held out her hand gently to Aaron. Hello, I'm Sister Mary. You must be Father Aaron. The priest smiled warmly and took the hand very gently in return. Yes Sister Mary, I am. This here is Father Anderson, a long-time member of our grand orphanage. Anderson smiled and softly shook the hand as it was offered to him in return.
Welcome t'e the orphanage, Sister Mary. Brother Aaron 'as alread'eh tol' me 'o bit 'bout ye'. I'h do think ye' missed breakfast though, 'cause it's almos' time for mornin' prayer. The young sister laughed sweetly. That's fine. I had an early breakfast. The paladin nodded and offered to take the luggage. Mary obliged as Anderson said it would be in her room, which they will show her after services. Aaron would show her to the small church in the mean while.
Anderson walked the path back towards the orphanage just as the children were coming out of the huge double doors that lead to the dinning hall. He climbed the first set of stairs quickly and continued on to the second set. It was deathly quiet on the third floor, with no sounds except the echoes of his steps.
The priest opened the first door on the left side of the hall. As he pushed the door open, he heard low laughter behind him. It was quick and gone by the time Anderson had spun around, looking quickly side to side. Must have been some other noise that he took for a laugh. The old water pipes or something. He turned back around and gently set the small suitcase down just inside the room. As he closed the door and turned back toward the landing, Alucard, in the same red coat, stood just in front of the stairs, laughing softly.
Startled, Anderson tried stepping back, instead tripping and landing hard on his back. In a moment, the vampire was on top of him, his knee in between the pet's legs and his hands on either side of the pet's shoulders. Alucard snickered, slowly lowering his head toward Anderson's neck. He couldn't move. Like a deer trapped in headlights, he wouldn't move a muscle in his body. Ever so softly, the nosferatu whispered, You're going to be late.
Nothing. The priest simply blinked and the vampire was gone. Frantically, Anderson looked around and found no one. Stumbling to his feet, the priest shouted into the void. Alucard! Were are 'ye, damned vampire! No answer. The paladin shook his head. That couldn't have been an illusion. Couldn't have been a figment of his imagination. Right? It was too real. But he couldn't be here...
Anderson stood. He would be late for morning services. He needed to get down stairs quickly. Alucard... will have to wait. Whether or not it was his imagination. He was a trained paladin of Iscariot Section Thirteen. He could handle it if he as here. The paladin quickly ran down the stairs and towards the church.
Anderson arrived just as the last of the children were filing into the church. Services began as normal. During one of the sermons, he noticed a dark figure in a red coat shadowed in one of the corners. The priest shut his eyes tightly. Slowly opening them again, he looked down at a small girl who sat next to him and quietly whispered, Lass, do 'ye see a man in t'eh corner ov'a d'ere? The young girl with blond pigtails looked toward the corner indicated and shook her head. Anderson looked back at the corner.
The rest of the day went along as usual. Cleaning, playing with the children, doing chores. He'd checked the ward he put on the gates that surrounded the orphanage after morning services. They were still intact. That convinced him. He knew he just had to be tired and a little too paranoid right now. It was all his imagination. Had to be.
At the end of the day, he had showered last as usual and headed off to his room for the night. It was fairly small since he didn't really need too much room. It had a small closet, a TV, a bed and a window on the far wall that looked out on the dark forest that stretched for miles on end.
Anderson dropped into bed and sighed deeply. It had been a long day and he figured he'd need a good night's rest. The paladin tried not to think to much. Just small thoughts, enough to lull him to sleep. The barriers were still in place. That was good because that meant nothing was wrong. A stiffness made its way into Anderson's back, causing him to turn onto his side.
He couldn't. Something strong held his arm. He tried tugging his arm, figuring it was the sheets, but it didn't let up. That's when he felt something snaking around his other arm and up his inner thigh. Anderson had felt this before. He looked wildly around, desperately trying to struggle against the restraints when a smooth, amused voice came from his door.
Hello my pet. It's been a while. The priest's head snapped toward the direction of the voice. Alucard, in black shirt and pants stood there casually, his arms folded. However, he was different. He had a slight beard and hair that was longer than normal and spilled around his shoulders. The vampire was naturally smiling. He was always amused by something. At the moment, it was the scared and bewildered expression on his pet's face.
...Wh'it in all 'a Hell are 'ye doin' here, ye damn demon... Anderson knew the answer, even as he continued to struggle against the tendrils. There had to be someway out of this. Had to. Alucard laughed softly as he gracefully leapt onto the bed, straddling the paladin's hips and moving his face mere inches from his pet's own.
What else? I've come for you. My prize. My bitch. As each word rolled off the vampire's tongue, his mouth moved ever closer to Anderson's neck till his lips brushed against lightly against his pet's neck. Still, the single tendril snaked its way up the pet's leg until it slipped under his boxers and ran slowly along his length. The feeling elicited a moan from the Anderson, as well as a renewed struggle as he thrashed against the tentacles.
Alucard's sharp teeth against his neck quickly made him to freeze what he was doing. A few moments ticked by like hours as the paladin simply lied there, dreading what would inevitably come next; the sharp pain that would signify his eternal damnation. It never came. Instead, soft lips pecked and kissed his flesh, followed by gentle, almost loving words. My beloved pet, you are mine. Mine alone.
Slowly the vampire rose, a dark smile playing on his features. I will come for you again, bitch. And I will continue until you give in to me. Slowly, Alucard faded into the darkness his last words for the night echoing faintly.
Sweet dreams, my pet.
Purity: Woot. A little late, bu it's there. For Nasu's contest, I'll submit these two chapters and the third one. (The third one is where the juicy stuff is. Hehe...)
Anderson: I'H KNEW HE WAS 'ERE!
Purity: >_> He wasn't last time, he just got here. *Points to Alucard* And besides! Doesn't he look REALLY sexy?! *Pokes Vlad-card* He's all sexy in his Vlad-ish-ness! ^_^ I love beards...
Alucard: I feel like raping something.
Purity: Oh, well then, there's the pet. Get to it, I can tape it for next chapter.
Anderson: 0_0 *Run away*
- Purity A.