I remember my father taking me to an ancient place, a tower that reached out to the sky. Nobody knew it even existed until now. I was quite scared and yet infatuated at the same time. It held the Darkest of secrets. Secrets that were meant to be kept away from the eyes of our human race...
When my father and I reached the tower we were greeted by a very odd looking man. A very tall man that towered over you like a vulture to a corpse. But it was his eyes that caught my attention, one blue and the other red. Very interesting I thought to myself. To top it all off he was very hideous and not a single hair was upon his shiny q-ball like head.
He showed us around the first floor of the tower claiming that it would take an eternity to show it in its entirety. Each room was so big you could fit a 3rd world country into it. At last we reached the final room. It was a library, the biggest I had ever seen. I was amazed by the amount of books. I had never seen so many. I love to read, my father always called me a book worm because I would just sit and read for hours on end.
I could hear my father and the odd looking man talking, but I had no patience to wait. So I decided take a look around. The books were so high up that they touched the ceiling making it seem impossible to see what ext lay hidden between the pages.
After what seemed like an hour had passed, I came to the last hall of books. That's when I saw the man in blue...
He was a tall man though not nearly as tall as the other man. I didn't get a good look at him at first. The only thing I could see was that he adorned a long blue coat and hair white like the brightest snow. I couldn't help but stop and stare. Before he caught my gaze my father touched my shoulder making me scream so loud that it echoed throughout the quite space. The bald man noticed that I had stumbled across the man in the blue coat so he to it upon himself and introduced my father and I. When I turned to look back at the man that stood before meI was completely breathless...
It felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest. This man was no ordinary man. I had never encountered such a man or being for that matter. No words could describe how incredibly dreamy he was. His skin was so flawless, his body... Perfection. But what really took my breath away were his eyes. Just one look from those eye and it was as if he could take your very soul just by looking into them. I'll never forget the name.
Vergil. His name was Vergil...
After we were introduced my father and the scary man left to talk in private about something. My father told me that I had to stay in the library while they spoke. They left me alone with this Vergil. This beautiful stranger. I didn't know what to do or think. Vergil told me not to touch anything and returned to his book. I took a deep breath and decided to wander around for a bit until I came across this book that looked almost as old as the very tower in which it was housed.
I took it off the shelf I opened it. As I was reading I noticed the name "Vergil." Was it the same Vergil that I had just met? I thought to myself as I scanned the page. The book was talking about a demon named "Sparda" and how he had went against his own kind for the sake of the human race. Before I had a chance to read on I felt a presence lurking behind me. I turned around only to come face to face with Vergil.
I dropped the book but quickly picked it back up. Vergil quickly and without hesitation grabbed the book from my hands. I thought that he was going to hit me with it so I ducked and cowered before him only to notice that he simply placed it back in its place on the shelf. He told me that I needed to leave the library in a harsh and frightful tone so I quickly ran out of the library and shut the doors behind me.
After I had a chance to catch my breath, I heard my father's voice. He was coming down the stairs. As I approached him my father asked if I was alright. He could obviously see that I was a little shaken up over something, but I assured him that it was nothing he needed to worry about.
As he headed towards the front doors to make his leave, me not far behind him, he turned around and told me that I needed to stay. He told me it was because he had things that he needed to take care of without me. When I asked him why he never spoke a word. Instead he gave me a hug, not your simple everyday hug, but one that said goodbye and I'll never see you again. As he let me go and we bid farewell to one another, he turned around, walked through the doors and left never once looking back.
I felt so alone, so scared in that moment. The scary man came up to me and told me that he was going to show me to my room. My room... This place has rooms to sleep in? I thought curiously. I followed him up the spiral staircase all the while I noticed the creepy walls filled with bones. There seemed to be thousands of them and some of them looked human. The rest I couldn't make out, they were to decayed and buried in the foundations.
After a few floors we finally reached my room. He opened the door and what I saw of the room looked creepy in so many ways. At least it was nice considering the condition of the rest of the tower. It had a very Gothic Victorian theme to it, everything was dark. But what I really liked the most about it was that it had a balcony. I walked over and looked outside to the heavens, the sky looked so eerie. The clouds were a dark gray and the sky was a very light blue, like the colors of glaciers it was peaceful despite the eeriness. The creepy man said that he must take his leave but just before he cleared the doorway I asked him what his name was. Hmm... Uhhhhhh... Huh... Come to think of it. I don't remember what he said it was...*shrugs shoulders* Oh well he wasn't that important anyways... My fondest memory wasn't of that tall bald ass geezer anyhow...
After closing the door I instantly felt chills crawl all across my body, and not the good kind. I think It had something to do with that creepy old geezer. I never really got to see what he looked like until now. To keep my mind at ease I just shrugged it off and took to looking around the room. I walked towards the bed and found that the bed sheets were pure silk, they felt so nice as I laid on the bed feeling the sheets. They reminded me of my mother's beautiful silk sheets and I soon fell asleep, lost in the memory of it all...
When I awoke it was still dark. I got up turned on the light and saw that there was something folded neatly on the table. Curious I walked over only to find that it was a neatly folded pile of clothes, they looked so neatly pressed. I've seen these before When I turned around there was a chair, on that chair was a blue coat. The same blue coat that Vergil had worn, but what really puzzled me was. Why were his clothes in my room? I walked over to the chair and saw that there was a note. It said that I needed to bring them to the first room on the 3rd floor. I was utterly confused as to why would I need to bring them to that room besides them being Vergil's clothes. I shrugged and made my way to the 3rd floor all the while, seemingly out of nowhere, odd voices began to echo through the halls. It sounded like whispers. I called out to them but received no answer. I continued walking and the voices returned closer and so full of anger. Feeling frightened I quickly ran up the stairs to the third floor and into the room. I slammed the door behind me panting. After catching my breath I turned around. And what I saw before me was the most breathtaking sight that anyone could ever imagine.
This room was not just a room, it was also the shower room and standing before my very eyes was Vergil. He was standing in front of the window, the only light in the room coming from the moon outside in the night sky. It seemed that he had just gotten out of the shower albeit, he was still wet. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and I could see the access water caressing down his body as it shimmered in the moon light. Caressing every curve like the water was teasing me, touching his body as my eyes were deeply fixed. I thought to myself "I wish I was the water running down your neck and dripping down your fingers. I wish I was the water running down your back, I'd love to let it linger..." Vergil ran his hand though his beautiful white hair, all the water sprinkling out of his hair like thousands of tiny glistening diamonds lit up by the moon.
Finally Vergil noticed me, his hair looked like white gold and his eyes like sapphires. I was speechless, stunned by the sight of him but I wanted to tell him how sorry I was to intrude on him like this. As he stood there staring me down he suddenly began to move towards me. I didn't know what to do I was scared, infatuated by his presence. My heart pounded louder and faster with each step he took. By the time he reached me my heart beat grew so loud I was positive that he heard it.
As I held out my arms with his clothes in hand Vergil quickly grabbed them from me and I quickly turned around and ran to the door. Just as I began to open it, Vergil dashed to the door and slammed it shut, trapping me in the room with him. He towered over me, his body encaged mine not letting me escape. With his arms on both sides of me he looked me up and down, never once saying a word. He began to move in closer making me turn my head and close my eyes but I couldn't resist. I turned my head back and his face was now just inches away from mine. He was so close I could feel his breath on my lips. I didn't know if I should be scared, aroused or both. Just when it seemed like he was about to kiss me he moved his head close to my ear and whispered softly, "would you like to dress me?"
Then his towel fell off...
As Vergil's towel fell, my face turned bright red. I didn't want to look down so I turned away again with my eyes closed. Then he grabbed my hands and placed them onto his chest, his body still moist from the shower. Caressing my face as he turns my gaze towards him. All the while my eyes still closed and face still smiles and kisses me softly on my lips. That gave me a good scare and I opened my eyes. My heart beating so fast. With my hands still on his chest, omg his muscles felt so good just as I imagined. I-I couldn't help but feel him up. I wanted to do so much more. Suddenly I felt his moist hands slowly making their way up my shirt.
Feeling his hands as they go towards my back to unsnap my bra. Still kissing me as his hands softly grope my soft breasts. Which made me moan a little as I gasp for air from his touch. Vergil undresses me throwing my shirt and bra to the floor to reveal my luscious breasts. As he starts to caress them he notices that my nipples were hard. Looking at me with lust in his eyes. The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine. Making my nipples even harder. He begins playing with them, making me squirm. Smiling as he licked his lips moving in closer for a taste from my succulent breasts. I was to embarrassed to watch, I close my eyes and turn away for the last time. Placing my fingers to my lips to cover up my moans that would soon come.
Suddenly I feel his warm breathe against me. Not shortly after feeling his soft wet tongue against my hard nipples making me moan softly. Vergil sees me covering my mouth softening my moans. Looking at me with his piercing sapphire eyes as he smiles evilly. I turn to look at him with deep dark lustful eyes wanting even more as i caress my lips with my fingertips.
We lock eyes only for a brief moment. Roughly and forcefully he wraps one of his arms around my waist and pulls me closer while the other hand is groping, with his long feminine fingers playing upon my breast. Teasing me with his eyes, Vergil's seductive tongue plays with my nipple in a circular motion. Suddenly he bites down hard which causes my blood to draw. Without braking his gaze from me watching as I moan and scream out in pleasure from the orgasmic pain as I rake my nails against the bathroom door.
Vergil then licks the blood that had been drawn from my breast. Slowly making his way towards my stomach, caressing..kissing my toned flesh. His hands feel their way to my zipper, which is quickly undone. As he removed my pants he noticed my black..soft..silky laced panties. Seeing the dark color against my light delicate fragile skin, had him touching them. I could hear his heart pounding, his hands trembling as they touched. He wanted to see what it was like..to see a woman's body, even if it was human. But this was all so new to him. Not knowing the reason that caused him to feel this way, nor how to react. He quickly gets up, grabs his clothes and walks out of the room. Without looking or saying a single word to me.
Watching him leave I felt I had done something wrong. Making me feel ashamed..disgusted with myself. I wanted to go after him, but doing so wouldn't have made things any better. After giving up my determination to chase vergil, I took a deep breath and closed the door.
I walked over to the shower and turned on the water. While I was taking off the small bit of clothing I had on, I caught site of Vergil's amulet out the corner of my eye. As it shimmered by the window. I reached over to grab it and placed it in the pocket of my pants before walking into the the shower. Closing the glass door behind me. As I stood feeling the warm water running against my skin..wondering if the reason Vergil walked out..was because of me. My heart began to ache. All I could think about was him. What made him leave? After washing my hair and body I got out, dried myself off and got dressed. When I opened the door I had to make sure that there wasn't any demons waiting to kill coast was clear..
I quickly ran back to my room and slammed the doors. After catching my breath I walked over to my bed and laid down, watching the moon as I basked in its radiant light. After awhile I felt my eyes getting heavy. I tried to fight it but to no avail. My eyes were shut, I've fallen asleep.
Several hours had past..
I awoke to a noise coming from my room. I didn't think much of it at the time, this place was ancient after all, no surprise. Then the noise happened again, this time it was a scratching noise. I went to look around to see where it was coming from, the noise grew louder and louder as I walked towards the closet. My heart began to pound as I was about open the closet doors.
When I opened them..the noise stopped. It was dark inside; I stood there for a moment. As I was about to close the closet doors, I saw a pair of glowing red eyes. Without hesitation I slammed them shut and ran out of the room. As I ran down the hall towards the stairs, I noticed hands coming out of the walls. I ran past them as they tried to grab me. Finally I reached the stairs, before going down them I looked behind me and saw these red-eyed reaper-demons with scythes in their claws; scraping their weapons against the walls as they approached.
Now knowing where the noise came from, I turned and ran down the stairs. Halfway through my descent I noticed them approaching from both sides. Being enclosed by a seemingly unavoidable death I took my chances and leaped from the staircase. Upon impact my ankle shattered beneath me. As the intense pain overwhelmed me all the air escaped my lungs and echoed throughout the halls.
But I had no time to whimper over my injured state, when those things are gaining on my ass. I got up and began limping towards the front doors. Being just out of reach of my destination, I feel yet another sharp pain in my uninjured leg. I looked to see that my leg was dripping with blood. It starts to go numb from the gaping wound that was carved into my flesh.I started to lose balance from the blood loss, making me collapse to my knees. As I was surrounded by blood-thirsting hellions, I felt all hope was lost for my survival. I watched as they crept closer, inch by inch, to claim my very soul. I could feel my eyes getting heavy. They began to raise up their weapons for the final blow.
Just as my eyes were at a close I heard a loud noise, when I opened them the reapers were nowhere in sight. Then I heard very faint footsteps, and all I could see was a dark figure. My vision was blurry, I couldn't make out who it was. As the image was brought to light my eyes began to focus. Knowing that it was Vergil, I was eased from my state of hopelessness. He calmly stated "If you wish to survive you'll have to learn how to hold your own"
With that said he unsheathes his sword, stabs it into the ground and walks away. As I started to crawl towards the sword, a cluster fuck of reapers appeared. I knew I had to make haste if I wanted to live. I got on my hands and knees and crawled as fast as they could take me. I noticed they moved faster than before. I quickly grabbed the sword and a wave of unspeakable power rushed through me. All the pain of my injuries melted away. Not knowing how to react, I accepted it's relief. I arose to face my opponents, I began effortlessly cutting them down which surprised even myself, because of my weakness. After the final reaper falls at my feet, I felt drained of all energy and helplessly lost consciousness.
Placing his sword Yamato, in its sheath, Vergil walked towards me. He stood towering over me, balancing a look that left me unsure of whether or not he would be merciful or leave me there to die a slow, painful death. However, a few minutes later I was in his arms and being carried up the stairs.
While carrying my body he noticed that it was bleeding severely. Quickly he ran to the closest room, opened the door and laid me on the bed. As he tore off my drenched clothes, he was quite shocked to see that I was still breathing despite the gashes across my mangled body. Hastily he cleaned and dressed my wounds.
A few hours later I came to and sat up uncertain of what had happened prior to my distressed state. I looked around the room as I was getting out of bed and I noticed Vergil out the corner of my eye. He was standing outside on the balcony watching the moon. Seeing him like this made me feel like I was in a dream, a dream that I never wanted to wake up from. The moon's radiant light showering down upon his pale, fragile, and flawless skin.. captivated me.
Vergil felt my gaze upon him and looked over his shoulder seeing that I was awake and I quickly averted my eyes before they met with his own. It was then that I realized my wounds were dressed and my clothes were missing! I was quite confused! These clothes were not mine? Before I could remember what happened Vergil told me he was the one that took care of my messy condition.
My heart began to beat fast and hard from hearing his words and I could feel it wanting to burst from my chest. With the excitement, I felt faint from the blood loss and my legs gave out from underneath me. Vergil began to walk towards my direction and informed me that I needed more blood for I would surely die without it. He stopped and thought for a bit before looking back towards me.
After making an unannounced decision, Vergil reached out to me with an offering of his own blood...
Witnessing this made me scared and unsure because his blood was entirely different than mine. I was afraid of what it would do to me if I accepted.
As he reached for Yamato, he began to cut his hand.
I quickly got up making my way backwards, stumbling for the door. He told me that if I did not take it then he would have to give it to me by force! I was too frightened to speak and seeing that I was a in state of fear, Vergil began to drink from his hand. I watched as his lustful lips took in his own blood and I couldn't take my eyes off for I was hypnotized. Frozen where I stood, I simply watched while Vergil smiled evilly with his brilliant blue eyes. Suddenly he dashed for me and I panicked! Quickly and roughly he pins me to the wall entangling our hands. His mouth devoured my lips...so soft they felt, feeling his tongue wrapping around mine. Not breaking his seal from his lips until I had drank every..last..drop. I squirm and moan from his demanding kiss as he pressed up against me. Feeling his grip tightening his lips pressing harder as I tried to fight it. Clenching my eyes shut as I felt his blood raging through me...burning as it went down merging with my own, with the little I had left...