The wind blew through the pine forest, bringing the scent of the sea, as a scream echoed throught the night. A brown-haired woman brushed the ash off her hands while regarding the man kneeling in front of her, held down by her man servant. The man stared in horror till he recovered his composer and barred his fangs, "Bitch, why did you kill her? All she did was kill a pathetic mortal."
The woman looked at the pile of ash under a near by tree and stepped into the moonlight her violet eyes snapping. She grinned and shook her head, "That mortal was one under my protection. Death is what that whore deserved, and don't you know the penalty for trespassing Sonny boy? I would think even a sorry excuse for a fledging like you would know the legend that goes with MY territory."
The man snarled and tried to get up to attack the woman in front of him but the manservant held him down. The man servant noticed his mistress give a small nod and let the man go. When the man felt the weight lift off him, he jumped for the woman's throat. The woman was waiting for this and spun her foot in to his neck creating a very loud snapping sound. She walked over to the still man and lifted him up with her finger under his chin watching the fear in his eyes grow, "Let me tell you something. I was going to be generous and let you live but you pushed my temper so you are going to die a second time. No one calls me a bitch and gets away with it."
The woman thrust her hand through his chest pulling his spine out snapping it. The man fell to dust while the woman stepped over his pile and started down a path in the woods. The manservant followed while avoiding the pile of ash. "Mistress wasn't that just a little extreme? You are really becoming a sadist when you deal with these intruders."
The woman glanced over her shoulder and glared at him "Simon, what did I say about calling me Mistress? You are a free man not a slave, dam it. Act like one"
Simon just bowed and grinned. They had been through this conversation many a time and she still had yet to win. "As you wish Crystal but why all the torture on the fledgings?"
Crystal sighed, knowing he was going to return to calling her Mistress before the night was up. "They should know better than to come here attacking my people and besides it spreads the tales and keeps the village safe a little longer. It also gives me a chance to brush up on my fighting skills"
Simon sighed and shook his head. Both his mistress and him knew she didn't need the extra practice. She jsut used the trepassing as an excuse to work off some extra stress.
As they walked, Simon realized he was going to have to give her some hint to what he had done earlier that evening. He was really going to regret this but "Why not attend the ball this year Crystal? You are not busy this year, and I'm sure the Count would love to see you again even if just for a moment,"
Crystal turned around and started to stalk toward her servant, eyes glowing with hell's fury. When Simon back hit a tree, he gulped. If he survived this incident; he was going to pay big time for going behind his mistress back.
Crystal hand snapped out and caught his neck and pinned him to the tree. She hissed," Four things Simon. One, the count hates me. Two, I killed his dam bride so I would not be welcomed. Three, I do not have an invitation so I would not be invited. Four, I hate that fucking bastard. Any more Questions before I kill you."
Simon shook his head and somehow managed to get enough air to speak "One and Four are the same reason and three is a minor technically. There is an invitation on its way from the message I received from the Count. He really wants to see you."
Crystal looked at Simon in disbelief. Her mind working to comprend what Simon had said. The count should in no way remeber who she was. The only way............Dam Simon to all the seven circles of hell. Not only had he he gone behind her back but he gone behind her back to the dam Count. She dropped Simon on his butt and stalked off toward the manor that was looming over the trees. Simon lugged himself off the ground and followed his mistress.
"May I ask which bride you killed Mistress and why and where and will you answer all the wonderful questions I am full of," asked Simon putting on his puppy eyes.
When he saw her hesitation he added "I will call you by name for a month Crystal."
Crystal head snapped up and she whirled to look at Simon. When she noticed the grin, she sighed. He was never going to let her win that particular argument. : Alright, Alright I will tell the nutshell version but be prepared for a long explanation."
Simon plopped on the floor as soon as they entered the manor and looked at his mistress with big eyes. Crystal was put off because she was not use to explaining her history "About a hundred years ago the counts invited me to his annual Masquerade Ball in Budapest and I went….." Crystal went slightly red as she considered her next words very carefully, "Ummmmmm…… We engaged him some activates that I will definitely not name and his bride Aleera found out and came here to slaughter me. I killed her and lets say the Count was not to happy about it. He came here in revenge and I erased his memories………………….."
Crystal stopped, thinking for a moment and stared at her servant and her mouth dropped opened, "You little shit. You brought back his memories." She crossed the floor and slammed him against the wall. Simon sighed. This was becoming a very familiar scene these days.
"Yes I did but the Count is a very good friend of mine and he had been put out since his other two brides were killed by Van Helsing. He needs company and you two are perfect for each other. Not to metion, I would not be a very good manservant if i didn't do some snooping occansianly "
A screech split the air and Simon grinned, "Would you like me to kill the messenger of the message or can I go get it." Crystal dropped him on his ass and stormed out of the room.
Simon just shook his head. Whatever had happen, those two were going to have some fun issues trying to work out. He went to go meet the messenger and laughed when he saw who it was. "If you want to deliver it personally Count, she is in her room."
Dracula looked at the boy and noticed the marks on his neck "She didn't take the news of my memory returning well?" Simon shook his head "Pity I was hoping I wasn't going have to do this the hard way but…" Dracula eyes turned a hint of blue while he left the sentence hanging and strode up the stairs to Crystal's room.