CHAPTER 3

Gangrel watched as Christian re entered the room. His fledgling looked guilty of something. Christian refused to meet his eyes. Gangrel walked up to him and lifted his chin. There seemed nothing wrong with him physically. Edge walked up behind Gangrel and looked Christian over as well. Then Edge looked down his brothers body and saw what was wrong. Christian was hard and it wasn't because of him or Gangrel. Gangrel seemed to notice only seconds after.

" Christian, we didn't cause that did we?"

Gangrel's voice was almost shaking. Christian, still refusing to make eye contact with his sire, shook his head slightly. He was glad they couldn't see him blushing from embarassment. Edge looked at his brother.

" Then who did?"

Christian swallowed hard. If Gangrel found out he might make them leave the ministry and Christian wasn't ready to leave yet. Then again, he couldn't lie to his sire.

"Lord Undertaker."

There he had said it. The room had gone silent. He felt Gangrel jerk his chin up again and slap him in the face. Edge's eyes went wide with shock. He had never seen Gangrel hurt Christian before. Christian just stood there and let Gangrel hit him. He deserved it. He should not have gotten hard because of Lord Undertaker. Christian noticed that Gangrel had began to cry while hitting him. Edge grabbed Gangrel and pulled him into his arms.

" Gangrel, shhh...it's okay."

Gangrel glared at Christian.

" I hope you and Lord Undertaker have become close because you're going to need somewhere else to sleep tonight."

Gangrel pulled away from Edge and walked out onto the balcony that led out of their room. Sobbing from hurting his sire and the stinging of the pain, Christian ran from the room. By the time he got down the stairs, he noticed the living room was bare. Lord Undertaker must not have come out of his room since they had spoken. Christian curled into the corner of the couch and sobbed uncontrollably. He buried his face in his arm hoping that no one would see him. He felt a hand on his shoulder. Christian looked up to see who it was. There stood Lord Undertaker. Christian quickly wiped his eyes and stood. Lord Undertaker put a finger under Christian's chin and forced him to look up at him.

" Who did this to you?"

Christian's eyes widened. Lord Undertaker sounded choked up, like he was going to cry. Christian didn't want to tell him, so he shook his head. Lord Undertaker just kept looking him over. Christian hoped he wouldn't notice that fact that he was hard and if he did, maybe he would dismiss it and think it was because of Gangrel or Edge. Lord Undertaker looked into his eyes.

" Did your sire do this?"

Christian felt the tears streaming down his face as he nodded. Lord Undertaker took his hand and led him into his bedroom. Christian sat down in the same chair as before. Lord Undertaker had brought back a wet washcloth to put on his wounds so they would stop stinging. As he was cleaning the wounds on Christian's face, Lord Undertaker looked down and noticed that Christian was hard. Could it have been from their meeting earlier. The Undertaker almost laughed. Yeah like this young vampire would seriously want some old man for his lover. Christian looked down at Lord Undertaker. For being older, he was very handsome. Christian shook his head. He couldn't think those thoughts about Lord Undertaker. He didn't belong to him. His place was with Gangrel and Edge. His place was with The Brood.

TBC?