Trinity Blood

Disclaimer: I don't own Trinity Blood.

"This way sir," the old care taker of the inn said to Abel. "This will be your room. Dinner will be served down the hall at five pm." She said as she unlocked the door.

"Thank you miss." Abel replied with a nod and entered the room closing the door behind him. It was a small room and only had a bed at the corner by the window. It was smaller then the rooms that he had gotten back at the vatican, and much more small then the rooms back at the empire, but he didn't mind in fact he preferred a small room. After all he didn't have many things with him at the time. Most of his belongings were either in his sack or in the white coat he wore.

He shrugged off the coat revealing that his shirt underneath had two long rips on the back. Both were from his wings. Abel cursed and quickly put his coat back on. God, he needed a new shirt. He slipped out the door and without a sound he left the inn and headed for town.

He had only been out for less than a minute, and already he could hear trouble. "Get back here you filthy terran!" Abel could here someone yelling a mile away. No doubt it was a Methuselah attacking a terran. 'Looks like I won't be getting that new shirt any time soon' Abel thought, sighing. Faster then any methuselah could run, Abel took off in the direction of the fight.

He silently landed on the roof above the Methuselah. Down below a child like Methuselah was hovering above a terran who had a bag in his hand. The terran had his hands out stretched, as if by doing so it would prevent the methuselah from attacking him. " I'm sorry" he screamed.

The methuselah yanked the bag out his hand. "Here" he called over his shoulder and threw the bag into the shadows of the building below Abel.

Abel looked over the rim of his glasses to get a better look at the person below him. It was hooded figure and he could tell that it was a female by the voice. But before he could get a better look, the woman leaped up and slashed at him with a spear. He dodged it easily causing the methuselah to curse under her breath.

"Whats wrong Ast-" the young methuselah cut off seeing Abel when he landed next to his companion.

'Great' Abel thought, 'now I need to fight with these two, is it to much to ask for a little peace?' He narrowed his eye's, 'and of course they need to be people I know. Ion and Asthe.' Thoughts raced in his head as he thought about what to do. But before he could decide Ion attacked him. Without hesitating Abel caught Ion's hand and twisted it. "Is this really how you treat your friends? The empress really needs to be more strict with her subordinates." He whispered to himself knowing that the methuselah wouldn't be able to hear him.

"Let go you filthy terran! How dare you touch me!" Ion screamed in rage.

"Tovarish?" Asthe asked

"Oh, hi there Asthe," Abel said taking off his hood, a sheepish smile played on his lips. He thought it would be best to act like the person they knew.

Ion looked at Abel a defiant look on his face and he yanked his hand away. He mumbled something under his breath. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

" I'm working undercover to find the Order. There was an energy signature that spiked recently and Lady Caterina believes that it has something to do with the order."

"Really? The empress sent us on a similar mission. Perhaps we can work together again tovarish," Asthe said. It might have sounded like a question but Abel knew that it was command.

"Ah- Sure" he said as he pushed his glasses up to hide his scowl. He really wanted to get this mission over with. With the methuselah with him he knew that it was going to take longer. On top of that he was still a little edgy, seeing as he hadn't drank any blood for a while now.

"Ok... While it's nice that father Nightroad will be joining us, I'm hungry and my feet are sore." Ion said a scowl on his face. Being a noble of the empire really made Ion a pampered child.

"I just rented a hotel room and dinner will be served in a little bit," Abel said, "If you want you can stay in my hotel room. It's not the nicest but, at least you won't have to pay for anything. Here's a map to get there and the key. Abel continued as he handed it to them. I need to go pick something up first so I'll meet you there." He took a few steps away from them and wavedwith goofy smile on his face.

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Abel returned to the hotel with his new shirt on. He had just taken off his coat seeing as people would think it weird if he continued to wear it since it was summer. When he got back to his room he found the Earl of Memphis sleeping on his bed and Asthe sat by the window.

"Did you eat well?" He asked Asthe

"The food was okay for it having been made by Terrans" she replied "but knowing you, you wouldn't even care about eating food out of a trash can."

"What! Thats not nice! Why I would never eat spoilt food." He whined looking at her in pure shock that she would actually think that.

"Uh-huh, sure what ever you say Tovarish. When you came to the empire the last time, I remember the Earl saying that you had eaten food that was left out side of a restaurant and got a stomach ache. Or where you faking it?" Asthe teased, smirking.

'Of course I was acting' Abel thought. "In any case we should probably start heading to the harbor in the morning and attack at 12. Since the order is made up of Methuselah they will be at a disadvantage." Abel said. Usually he would only give hints as to what to do on missions but he really wanted to cut this mission short and just get out of there.

Asthe looked at him with a shocked face as if saying 'I can't believe you just made a plan that actually sounds good.' "What? I have a brain too you know." Abel scolded.

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Abel and the two other Methuselah were by the warehouse crouched down looking at a map. The two Methuselah wore there capes and UV lotion to protect them from the sun. Abel also wore his cape and had his hood up. "You both know the plan right?" Abel asked at the end of his instructions.

Both Methuselah nodded and quickly ran to their positions. The plan was for Ion and Asthe to enter the warehouse together in the front and for Abel enter the way the Orden wouldn't know where to go and their forces would be split. When Abel first explained the plan, his companions were both against it since he wasn't a Methuselah. But in the end they said okay because Abel reasoned with them that its better to have on strong team instead of two weak ones. Once in position all three of them signaled with a mirror and attacked.

'Monster' Abel thought to himself. 'You can't even stand being next to your own friends,' Abel gritted his teeth as he cursed himself. Already he was on the third floor, the hall in the back of him was littered with Methuselah and death hunters. He could hear Ion and Asthe fighting on the other side of the wall. "Ashes to ashes" he whispered to himself as he took down the next line of defense, shooting the methuselahs. He heard a click signaling that his gun was out of bullets. He quickly put it back into his holster and continued to the final door.

"Crusnik 02 forty percent act-" Abel was blasted though the wall before he could transform. Pain shot up his spine as he gasped for air. He wasn't even prepared for the sudden attack. He could tell Asthe and Ion were running to him, he could hear his own voice and he screamed in pain. His whole body felt like it was on fire, like a thousand needles where poking him. He curled into a tight ball and soon the darkness consumed all his senses.

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Asthe and Ion were surprised when something black, came crashing through the wall, and were even more surprised to find that it was Abel. The priest had no noticeable injuries, which was surprising seeing as he just broke the wall. However they could tell that something was off when smoke started to come from his body.

Ashte and Ion quickly ran to his side but before they could even touch him, he began to scream in pain.

This is my first story ever, so be nice.