Torture For My Sins
Chapter 3
Allister ripped open the cottage door and ran into Dylan's bedroom. Dylan was huddled into Jeanne's arms, crying. Francis was patting the younger boys head, trying to comfort him from the night terror. Allister ran over and sat down on the bed. Jeanne released Dylan and the young teen hugged the older.
"What happen?" Allister said as his siblings marched into the cottage.
"Ngh." Dylan gritted his teeth and shook his head no.
"Dylan, listen to me. What 'appened, tell me?" Jeanne said, rubbing Dylan's shoulder. "What 'appened?"
"There was fire, lots of it. I was bound to something and I couldn't get free. There were people laughing and talking below, but I only saw flames. Then what I was tied to broke and I fell into a house. T-there was blood and-." Dylan shut up and cried into Allister's chest.
"What else 'appened?" Jeanne asked.
"No." Dylan said.
"Dylan." Jeanne tried to push Dylan a little farther.
"Hey stop pushing him, if that's all he can say then leave him alone." Allister said and held Dylan close.
"Alright. I'll get the 'igh witch to come and look at you."
"No need to, I heard the scream and came to see vhat happened." A woman said as she walked into the house.
"Oh thank you for coming. Dylan 'ere 'as been plagued with night terrors for a whole now, this is the first time 'e's woken up screaming."
"I see."
"Can you possibly see what's wrong with 'im?"
"Of course." The woman said and walked toward Allister and Dylan. Allister glared at the woman until Jeanne smacked him across the head. "This vill not hurt a bit." The woman held out a hand and brushed
Dylan's bangs out of his face. Dylan looked at the woman. His eyes where full of tears and they slid down his face. "Can you finish telling me the dream?"
"N-no." Dylan said and snuggled into Allister. Allister raised a hand up and blocked his brothers face from the woman.
"Don't force him."
"Allister let 're do 'er duty." Jeanne said.
"Well I don't want her hurting my brother." Allister glared at Jeanne who returned it.
"Ye both need to settle down now." Eily said.
"Oui, you both are acting like zis is your choice, it isn't." Francis said.
"I-I need some fresh air." Dylan said and stood up. He slumped over and sadly walked toward the door.
"Dylan let me come vith you." The High Witch said and Dylan nodded slowly. Dylan exited the house and walked to a pile of stacked rocks over a pond. He climbed up two rocks and sat over the pond. He looked over to the castle, the party still going on. Below Dylan the High Witch smiled up at him. She reached up and touched Dylan's hand, gaining the Welsh boys attention and she smiled up at him gently.
"Let's talk little by little about that nightmare."
"I don't want to."
"And vhy is that?" The High Witch asked.
"Because of what happened."
"Did it scare you?"
"A little."
"Can you tell me vhat happened or the people in it."
"A man was having his throat ripped out." Dylan shook.
"By vho?" The Witch asked.
"It was in the same house as the woman who blew up." Dylan avoided the last question, but it didn't stop the high witch.
"By vho?" Dylan took away his hand and looked down at the High Witch.
"Out of everything you ask me and expect an answer for-." Dylan teared up. "Don't make me answer that." Dylan broke out into tears and curled up.
"Are they here? Are they part of your family." Dylan never did answer her question, instead she walked around to to the edge of the rock stack and climbed up the rocks. She sat down next to Dylan and pulled him into a hug. "I see. Vhat else did you dream of, it vas fire right?"
"Gods going to punish me for my sins, sending me to burn in hell for all eternity."
"Vhy vould god do such a thing?" The Witch said as she patted Dylan's back.
"I tainted my family blood with being a pathetic human." Dylan cried.
"Don't be silly, god vouldn't send you to hell for that. Can you give me your hand?" She half asked half told Dylan to do. Nonetheless Dylan agreed by handing her his hand. "Vatch my eyes only and nothing else." She squeezed Dylan's hand between hers and stared Dylan in the eyes. "Tell me vhat happens." She told Dylan right before he fell on her." The High Witch kept Dylan's hand clenched tightly in between her's and closed her eyes. A sudden sharp pain shot through Dylan's body and the young teen fell against the Witch.
"Vhat happened?" She asked and squeezed Dylan's hand.
"I-it hurts." Dylan muttered and his body tensed up.
"Vhat hurts?"
"The damn pain in my fucking body." Dylan said and was forced to sit up.
"Look me in the eyes right now." The Witch said and Dylan forced his eyes up to hers. She studied Dylan's eyes and nothing else. Dylan had tears in his eyes again, but didn't get a chance to shed them because the pain stopped. Soon After the Witch looked up at the starry sky.
"Oh my, that vas a surprise." The Witch didn't look at Dylan, her eyes staying on the sky.
"What?" Dylan asked as he wiped his tears.
"Shall we take you back to bed, or would you rather tell me who killed those people."
"No, never."
"Why? Are you scared?"
"No, they're my family. I love them too much." Dylan said and climbed down from the rocks.
"Alright."
"Listen, my family is not a bunch of murderers, sure they kill people but those people abuse or kill people."
"Vhat happened to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're a human, so vhere did you come from."
"I'm a Kirkland, nothing else." Dylan confusingly said.
"I have never heard of a human born into a pure bloodline of vampires. The choice is that your mother bed vith another of human race or you are plainly adopted." The Witch said.
"I am a Kirkland, my DNA is different so I didn't get any vampire genes." Dylan said as he walked away.
"That is not possible, and if a vitch tells you then it is true. Listen right now. You are not a Kirkland. Kirkland's are pure blooded, you are a pure blooded human, that does not happen."
"SHUT UP!" Dylan yelled and ran toward the cottage in tears.
"Cai, I smell human on ye." Eily said.
"Yes, that's my boyfriend."
"WHAT!" Allister yelled.
"Is it Mr. Thomas?" Jeanne asked.
"Yes it is, how do ye know Thomas?"
"'e said you invited 'im to the party. Dylan and Thomas were so friendly with each other despite the age difference."
"Being human helps." Eily said.
"SHUT UP!" A yell came from the outside and soon after Dylan ran into the cottage crying. He immediately ran into Allister, hugging his big brother.
"D-Dylan, what's the matter?" Allister asked, shocked.
"She's a liar, she's a liar." Dylan repeated as he snuggled into his older brother for comfort. Just then the High Witch walked in and Allister glared with his canines bared.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YE SAY TO HIM!"
"I told him the truth, he isn't a Kirkland by blood and he knows it."
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL, OF COURSE DYLAN IS MY BROTHER!" Arthur yelled. "YOUR WRONG, GOT THAT!"
"I know for a fact that he is not related to you at all, he is a human vith a gift and that is all."
"What is 'is gift?" Jeanne asked.
"Dylan is a clairvoyant, very interesting for a him. I vould like to study and teach him how to read his visions."
"NO! GET OUT OF OUR GATES! IF YE EVER TRY ANYTHING LIKE THIS AGAIN I'LL TEAR YER HEAD OFF!" Allister yelled as he kneeled down and held Dylan.
"Lizzy, I think it is wise to go before Allister gets violent. I'll watch and teach Dylan whatever 'e needs to know." Jeanne said.
"Alright then." The High Witch, Lizzy, said before turning to leave. "Just give him some closure about vho he really is."
"I-I'M A KIRKLAND!" Dylan yelled into Allister's shoulder.
"Ye heard him." Allister said.
"You better tell him or I vill."
"Shut up." Dylan said.
"Don't ever vonder vhy your parents are gone and you don't remember."
"They're dead." Dylan stated.
"How?" Lizzy asked.
"I don't know." Dylan said.
"Don't ye dare." Eily said as she bared her fangs.
"Lizzy please don't." Jeanne said.
"H-How?" Dylan asked.
"The Kirkland's died from something you don't need to know. Your real parents vere torn to pieces by Allister, you've had that vision many times correct."
"Shut up."
"Dylan is that true?" Allister asked, a little guilty. Dylan looked up with tears pouring from Dylan's eyes.
"D-don't hate me."
"Never lad." Allister said. "Don't hate me." Allister said and hugged Dylan tightly.
"I-is it true then, I'm not really your brother?" Allister looked at his other sibling and his cousins for help, but only shrugs.
"Responsibility." Jeanne said.
"Yes, it's true. I'm not your biological brother." Allister watched as Dylan's face turned to devastation. "But that doesn't mean yer not my brother."
"I-I feel like an intruder." Dylan said.
"No, don't." Allister said, kissing Dylan's forehead. "Yer still a Kirkland, yer still our brother."
"They must have done something bad, you only kill bad people." Dylan said still in Allister's hold.
"They hurt ye, abuse ye and didn't care what happened to ye. I killed them to protect ye."
"All these scars are from them then." Dylan said and looked down his shirt.
"Yes."
"Dylan ye have to understand we did this for the best." Eily said.
"I-I know and I'm thankful." Dylan pulled away from Allister. "Can you tell me more."
"How about we take ye to the castle tonight for sleep, we can talk there." Allister said and scooped Dylan up bridal style.
"Okay." Dylan said and hid his face in the crook of Allister neck.
"If you're taking 'im to the castle then 'ere." Jeanne said and handed Cailean the stuffed sheep and dragon from yesterday.
"He likes to sleep with them." Eily said and smiled, taking the stuffed animals.
"Oui, take good care of 'im." Jeanne said and patted Dylan's head.
"Of course I will." Allister said and took a few steps before Dylan grabbed Jeanne's sleeve,
"Wait." Dylan said and looked up at Jeanne. Allister stopped and looked at his brother. "What's a clairvoyant?"
"It is someone who 'as visions of the future." Jeanne explained and tears came to Dylan's eyes once again.
"S-so I really am going to die."
"What?" Allister asked, staring at Dylan.
"I'm going to burn to death in a fire." Dylan said and hugged Allister.
"YOU DON'T 'AVE TO WORRY DYLAN BECAUSE COUSIN WILL ALWAYS PROTECT YOU!" Jeanne yelled thus causing Dylan to look up. "I promised to put you before me, if you're going to die then I'll be first." Jeanne smiled and placed a hand on Dylan's arm. "Don't worry, alright." Jeanne smiled before removing her hand. Dylan shook his head and his in Allister's shoulder.
"Allister make sure you get out tonight, your last night of freedom."
"Yes, I'll go when Dylan's asleep." Allister said and walked toward the door. As he came close to Liz Allister glared and pushed her out of the way.
"I'll talk to you later Dylan." Liz said and Allister turned with a mightier glare.
"The fuck ye will."
"I should go check on Thomas, if he isn't still asleep then he's probably bored."
"Mr. Thomas…is a weird one." Dylan said.
"I think he's…unique in some cases." Cailean said.
"Just be careful or ye will split him in two." Allister said.
"I'm sure he can take it rough." Cailean said as he walked toward the door.
"He is human." Eily said as the siblings left the house.
"Ye never know if he likes it rough." Arthur said out of the blue. The older siblings turned and realized that they had been talking like this in front of a 12 and 13 year old and shut up immediately.
"Can I play with Thomas when we get there?" Dylan asked.
"Only if Tom wants to."
"Cai, are ye hungry too."
"Yes, I'll go with ye tonight."
"So how'd you and Thomas meet?" Dylan asked.
"Well in my room tonight."
"No, I mean the first time." Dylan patted Allister's shoulders.
"I know, I just met him tonight. He lied to ye and Jeanne, but it's alright. He's just a scared boy, but he's also nice one." Cailean said.
"I like his unique hair color." Dylan smiled.
"I as well." Cailean smiled and the siblings continued walking until they reached the castle. When they entered Arthur immediately ran to Alfred leaning against the pillar. Alfred smiled and stood straight when he spotted Arthur running toward. Alfred held out a hand and bowed. Arthur grabbed the hand offered and Alfred kissed the back of Arthur's hand. From then on Alfred led Arthur to the dance floor. Allister and Cailean excused themselves from Eily, who went to join the party, and went upstairs. Cailean was basically running up them and disappeared into the hallway above. When Allister reached the top he saw Cailean knocking lightly on the room door. No answer came so Cailean reached into his pocket and pulled out his bedroom key. He put the key in the keyhole and turned it until a click was heard. As soon as the click came Cailean slowly pushed on the door open and notice the blue hair in the bed. Cailean walked in and shut the door before quietly walking over to the teenager. Cailean looked down at Thomas, watching the teenager breath in and out. After a minute of staring Cailean sat down next to the teenager and carefully ran his hand through Thomas hair. The Brit moan and stirred but did not wake and Cailean withdrew his hand. Cailean stood and walked over to his wardrobe. He pulled out a night shirt for Thomas and walked back toward the bed. Cailean laid the shirt off to the side and uncovered Thomas. Thomas shivered from the night air blowing in from the open window. Cailean tried to carefully unbutton Thomas' party clothes, but only managed to get the first few buttons undone before Thomas shifted from slumber. The tired teenager looked up at the surprised Irish man then followed his arms to his hand. Immediately realization hit Thomas and he shot up scared.
"I-If you're hungry then wake me up before you try anything." Thomas curled up protectively and shook. Cailean noticing that he was trying to hold back.
"I wasn't going to feed on ye, I was changing ye into a sleeping shirt of mine." Thomas blushed at Cailean and slowly uncurled in embarrassment.
"Oh, I-I'm sorry for thinking so." Thomas whispered.
"I would have done the same, but I don't need yer blood tonight. Tonight I have a cruel woman to make a visit."
"EH!" Thomas gasped and covered his eyes.
"What?" Cailean said and looked over to the mirror. His eyes were a crimson color instead of their normal emerald. "Oh, don't be scared Thomas." Cailean said and leaned forward.
"EH!" Thomas gasped again and started to cry, before he was suddenly pulled into a hug.
"Don't be scared, don't worry, I have it under control." Cailean explained as he ran his hand through Thomas' hair.
"I-I told you that my blood is yours, so why are you going to go kill someone."
"This woman drowned her daughter, I'm not letting her live on."
"What? Why would she-?"
"Because she wanted to." Cailean said and they sat in silence for a few seconds. Cailean let Thomas lean against him as he stroked a piece of Thomas' hair.
"So…your serious about not killing me?"
"Yes…ye can trust me Tommy, I take care of my mates." Cailean smiled. Suddenly Thomas stuck his finger in Cailean's face.
"I can trust you if you can hold back."
"I'm not biting yer finger."
"Do it, I mean well. I want to know how it feels and what I taste like."
"Thomas."
"I tried to kill you, it's the least I can do." Cailean looked down at the red cheeked Brit and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. With a frown on his face, Cailean took Thomas' hand into his and brought it closer to his mouth. Thomas watched with begging eyes, thus causing a groan from Cailean.
"I am sorry if it hurts." Cailean said before putting the finger into his mouth. Thomas felt his finger being licked and shuddered a bit. Cailean looked at the scared teenager and felt sorry that he was doing this, but he shoved it off to the side and pricked the top of Thomas' finger. Cailean saw Thomas flinch so he ran his tongue across the hole so it would heal. At first it was a good idea, until Cailean taste the blood. In a moment Cailean was sucking the blood out of Thomas' finger at a remarkable speed.
"S-stop, C-Cai." Thomas yanked on his hand, trying to free it, but Cailean managed to keep it in his hold. "Stop it." Thomas said and tried to free his hand again. "I said STOP!" Thomas yelled and slapped Cailean across the face with his other hand.
"Ow." Cailean said as Thomas shook.
"C-control my ass." Thomas said and held his hand.
"What, did I black out?" Cailean asked.
"Fuck yes, you scared me." Thomas said.
"I-I'm sorry." Cailean said and pulled Thomas into another hug.
"S-so was my blood any good?" Thomas looked up at Cailean who looked down with a smile.
"It was amazing."
"If your still hungry after you feed off that woman, I'll be here."
"I doubt I'll need anymore after her, but thank ye." Cailean said and kissed Thomas on the lips. The Brit flinched at first, but relaxed into the kiss. Cailean smiled and pulled away.
"You better not get hurt out there."
"And ye better not get hurt here." Cailean smiled and kissed Thomas again. "I'm going to excuse the guest." Cailean said before climbing out if the bed.
"Wait." Thomas said and grabbed Cailean sleeve. Cailean looked back with a surprised look. "Aren't you going to finish changing me?" Thomas smirked at his question. Cailean smirked and turned around.
"Ye warm up and forgive fast." Cailean laid a knee on the bed. "I'll change ye, if ye don't my wandering hands." Cailean said as he pushed his hand under Thomas shirt.
"You didn't seem to have this problem earlier." Thomas said and leaned up, trying to kiss Cailean, who was leaning down. Cailean removed his hands and began unbuttoning the dress shirt on Thomas. The two pressed their lips together for a brief moment, but only that when a knock came at the door.
"CAI, EILY WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!" Arthur yelled on the other side of the door.
"Ugh, I'LL BE THERE IN A MOMENT!" Cailean yelled back and climbed away from Thomas. "I'm sorry, here's yer night shirt." Cailean said and threw the shirt to Thomas.
"What does she want."
"Probably trying to ruin the moment, and she used Arthur this time."
"How does she know?"
"I haven't figured that out yet." Cailean said and walked toward the door. "I'll see ye in the morning." Cailean turned and smiled at the teen before opening the door and exiting the room, closing the door behind him. Thomas sighed and finished unbuttoning his dress shirt. He sighed as he slowly unbuttoned his top. Once all the buttons were undone, Thomas shook off the dress shirt and started unbuttoning his pants and stripped those off as well. He proceeded to put the night shirt, shoving his arms and head through the correct holes. The shirt was a long shirt that reached Thomas' knees; the neckline was a V-line with a blue ribbon tied into a mini bow. The sleeves stopped at Thomas' wrist.
Even though it covered most of Thomas small frame, the teen felt his lower half was a bit naked so he went over to Cailean's dresser. He opened the top drawer and searched for pants, only to find Cailean's drawers. Thomas blushed and shut the dresser drawer, which happened just in time as Dylan walk into the bedroom without knocking.
"Hello Thomas." He said with a smiled.
"Oh Dylan, it's wonderful to see you awake."
"Oh yes, I fainted again." Dylan smiled and ran over to the bed, flopping down on the bed. "Come sit by me, I want to talk." Dylan patted the spot next to him and Thomas walked over with a small smile.
"Alright, what would you like to talk about."
"You, how old are you?"
"I'm 15 and you?"
"I just turned 13. Where are you from?"
"A town a few hundred miles away. I lived on a small farm land."
"Are you the only child of your parents or do you have siblings."
"I had a baby brother once…that was a few years ago." Thomas frowned and tears slowly came to Thomas' eyes. "I-I'm sorry." He said and wiped his tears away.
"N-no it's alright, I always say cry if you need to." Dylan smiled and patted Thomas' shoulder.
"It seems like forever ago, Andrew was always such a lively baby." Thomas let the tears pass and they ran down, passed his sad smile. "That's why she did it, because he wouldn't stop laughing and crying. I had to watch." Thomas curled up and stared into space.
"You don't have to share if you don't want to." Dylan said and hugged Thomas.
"C-Cailean said t-that I was p-pure and inn-innocent, but I'm not. I'm not anymore."
"What did you do?" Dylan asked as he broke the hug.
"I shot my parents, both of them with my fathers revolver."
"Why?" Dylan asked a little shocked.
"B-because they took a knife to my baby brother and didn't stop until he stopped crying."
"W-WHAT!"
"He screamed in pain and I tried to stop them, but in the end I got hurt and had to bury my baby brother. I really loved Andy, so that night I got the gun, snuck into my parents room, and shot them both over and over."
"I am s-so sorry." Dylan said in tears.
"W-what about you? What were your parents like." Thomas asked while wiping his eyes.
"W-well I'm adopted, my real parents were killed by Allister. My real mum tried to bargain her way out by using me as leverage."
"What." Thomas said.
"She offered me as food to save herself, so Allister blew her up and adopted me. The Kirkland's, I don't know how they died."
"I do, it just not right to share what happened." Thomas said.
"It's alright, I don't really want to know."
"I understand, but one more thing. Why would Allister go after your parents?" Thomas asked and, with a plain stare, Dylan started unbuttoning his dress shirt. With the last button gone the shirt fell and Dylan showed his scars to Thomas. The older just stared at the varies scars in horror.
"They abused me, I guess Allister is that knight in armor thing."
"More like a Blood Red Knight."
"Yes, my Blood Stained Knight." Dylan smiled and fixed his shirt. "Speaking of blood, Thomas your fingers bleed." Thomas looked down at his hand and noticed the blood dripping on the bed sheets.
"Oh damn it, I'll clean it off, can you find me a pair of pants." Thomas said and with a nod from Dylan both of them stood up. Thomas walked over to the bathroom next to the dresser and wardrobe, where Dylan was opening various drawers. Thomas was about to walk into the bathroom when the bedroom door was thrown open with such force that it left several holes in the wall. Both teenagers looked to see Allister standing in the doorway, his eyes red and a rather obvious look of hunger on his face.
"B-Big brother." Dylan stood in front of Thomas, shaking a bit. "Allister-." Dylan slowly stepped forward with a reached out hand. "Y-you're hungry, correct." Dylan smiled and kept a hand out for his brother. "Cailean's waiting for you downstairs, so how about I walk with you while Thomas gets a bath." Dylan was now in reach and carefully brushed his fingers against his brothers arm.
"Move lad." Allister said with a smirk and shoved Dylan into the bedpost. Dylan leg a gasp out as his back hit the polished wood with such force. Thomas gasped and ran over to Dylan on the ground.
"Are you alright, are you fine?" Thomas asked as Allister got closer to the duo.
"I-I'm fine, lock yourself in the bathroom, your bleeding and he's hungry."
"You bloody git, I am not leaving you behind. And why the bloody hell isn't he controlling it."
"Jeanne told me that my brothers haven't fed in five months, so it is hard to control when blood is around." Dylan said and stood up with Thomas. "Try to get around him and to Cailean, I'll be fine okay."
"If you swear."
"DUCK!" Dylan yelled and pulled Thomas to the ground. Allister's hand swiped above the two and broke the bedpost apart from the rest of the bed. Dylan jumped back up and pulled Thomas up to his feet.
"W-what now?" Thomas asked as the teens backed up, Allister taking an even step with them.
"You run." Dylan said and shoved Thomas to get him a running start.
"No ye don't." Allister grabbed Thomas' wrist as he passed by and yanked him to the ground.
"AH!" Thomas yelped in pain.
"STOP IT!" Dylan yelled and hugged Allister. "Just let him go, he's done nothing. Why him, of anyone I would be glade to help you brother."
"Doesn't matter." Allister said with a smirk and threw Dylan to the ground. The younger gasped once more when meeting the ground. "Blood is blood." Allister said and dragged Thomas to the wall. Allister threw the blued hair boy into the wall and wasted no time getting comfortable in Thomas neck. The Scot forced Thomas' head back and bit into the tender flesh of the neck. Thomas screamed in pain but Allister's hand blocked it from echoing into the house. Dylan flinched as he heard the scream in the room and opened his eyes.
"NO!" Dylan yelled and charged at Allister, grabbing and pulling on Allister's messed up party outfit. "Stop it Allister." Dylan begged, but he was pushed away. "BROTHER!" Dylan yelled and went to grab Allister coat when one of Allister's hands swung back and his nails scratched Dylan across the eyes. Without hesitance Dylan fell to the ground, covering his eyes as he screamed in pain.
"MR-RAN!" Thomas yelled out Dylan's name in worry. Dylan breathed in and sobbed out for a few second before he opened his closed eyes. Blood ran into his eyes from above as he search for the post from earlier. Once he found it, he picked it up and held it firmly in his hand. With quivering legs and stained, blurry eyes Dylan rose. He held the bedpost back and stared at the back of his brothers head and Thomas' pained expression.
"I-I'm sorry." Dylan said before smacking Allister hard on the head. Thomas let out a screech as Allister pulled out of his neck and both fell to the ground. Thomas cried his eyes out as Dylan joined his unconscious brother and scared friend on the floor. Dylan closed his eyes and patted his hand out on the floor, searching for Thomas. He heard a gasped and was grabbed around the wrist and pulled into a hug.
"Y-your eyes. A-are you alright?"
"I-it hurts."
"DYLAN, THOMAS WHAT HAPPENED?! WE SMELT BLOOD!" Cailean yelled as he, Eily, and Arthur accompanied by Alfred ran into the room. As soon as they spotted Allister on the ground Cailean ran to Dylan and Thomas. Thomas was covered in blood, oozing from the two puncture holes in his neck, and his face was red from the tears. Dylan had his back to his family and was sobbing into Thomas' shoulder. "Thomas, are ye alright?" Cailean kneeled down and used his sleeve to stop the bleed for Thomas' neck.
"I-I'm fine, I-it's Dylan." Thomas said and pulled Dylan away. Cailean's eyes widened in horror as he saw the bloody scratches across Dylan's eyes.
"E-Eily, get Jeanne…get her now." Cailean said and his sister nodded before running out the door.
"Arthur go grab me two wash clothes, make sure they are pretty wet." Arthur nodded and ran out of the room. Alfred stood in place for a bit until he left to help Arthur.
"How's yer neck Thomas?"
"It hurts only a little, nothing sleep won't cure."
"Alright. Dylan can ye see."
"I-I can't open my eyes, the blood will get in."
"It alright, we will fix ye up."
"GOT THEM!" Arthur yelled and ran back into the bedroom with the wet towels and Alfred in heel.
"Give me those and get Allister up." Cailean held out his hand for the towels.
"Big brother Cailean, you have to understand that the hunger got to him." Dylan said as Thomas took a towel from Arthur and laid it on his neck as Cailean used the other one to clean off Dylan's face. Dylan hissed in pain at the touch of the towel to his wounds.
"Get up you bloody idiot." Arthur said and kicked Allister in the side, hard. The older groaned and sat up holding his side.
"What the hell, ye want to die ye bloody twit."
"YOU'RE A DOWN RIGHT BASTARD!" Arthur yelled and pulled Alfred to Dylan and Thomas.
"WHAT THE 'ELL 'APPENED!" Jeanne yelled as she stomped into the bedroom, followed by Francis and Eily. "I LET 'IM STAY THE NIGHT FOR AN 'OUR AND YOU ALREADY 'URT 'IM!" She yelled and ran over to Dylan. "oh my, 'and me that towel and fetch me some gauze." Jeanne's fell to her knees and stole the towel from Cailean, using it on Dylan's face. Cailean stood up and walked to the bathroom. "Francis 'and me that potion for the infection." Jeanne said and held out her hand.
"What the hell happened, someone care to explain."
"Yer hunger got to ye and ye attack Dylan and Thomas." Cailean explained as he walked out of the bathroom with the medical gauze.
"WHAT!" Allister yelled and ran to Cailean so he could see from the frontside what his brother looked like. Four long, deep scratched spread across Dylan's eyelids. "W-what, why? Why did I?" Allister fell to his knees, eyes wide as he stared at Dylan.
"Brother." Dylan said and stretched out his hand to Allister's voice. "Allister." Dylan waved his hand around in search of Allister. Allister lifted his hand and grabbed Dylan in a comforting hold. "Don't worry, don't hate yourself. I can see it just hurts to open them so it's alright." Dylan stretched up and dragged his hand up Allister's arm and around his neck. Dylan proceeded to hug Allister in comfort and smiled.
"I-I'm sorry, Dylan." Allister muttered and hugged Dylan, burying his face in Dylan shoulder.
"Don't be sad, I'm alright. Sorry about your head."
"I-it's fine."
"Dylan come 'ere so I can prevent infection." Jeanne's said as she poured the potion on the towel.
"Alright." Dylan said and climbed off of Allister. He felt around until he hit a smooth skinned hand.
"Oui, that is me mon chere." Jeanne said and scooted closer.
"Dylan are you ok?" Arthur asked.
"Yes, I'm fine Artie." Dylan smiled at the direction of the voice.
"This will 'urt a lot." Jeanne said pressed the wash clothe on Dylan's face.
"AH!" Dylan gasped and reached up of Jeanne's wrist.
"I told you, you brothers never listen." She said and continued to clean Dylan's eyes. When Jeanne was done she took the gauze from Cailean and wrapped Dylan's eyes, and went about to clean Thomas neck and wrap it. "Is that tight?" Jeanne asked Dylan.
"It's squishing my head." Dylan said and stuck his tongue out.
"That for being a stupid boy." Jeanne's said bluntly. "I told you once and more, but I guess I 'ave to repeat. Do not interrupt or get in the way of a vampire 'unt. Stupid cousins never listen."
"But I wanted to, no. I needed to help Thomas, he is my friend cousin."
"Ugh, friends. I've also told you friendship is important. I guess you did the right thing." Jeanne stood and helped Dylan to his feet. "I think it's best you stay with us again." Jeanne said.
"I want to spend the night with my brothers and sister and Thomas. Please Jeanne."
"Fine, but if anything else goes wrong then I want one of your siblings to bring you 'ome." Jeanne said before hugging Dylan. "Sleep well cousin, for tomorrow's your big day."
"Allister, ye need out for a bit. Lets go."
"Can I sleep with big brother Allister?" Dylan asked.
"That isn't wise." Allister said this earned him a glare from the French woman.
"You injured 'im so you are going to sleep with 'im until he says other wise."
"Or what?" Allister growled at Jeanne, still holding Dylan.
"Or I'll just cry and stop talking to you." Dylan said.
"Like ye could do that." Allister smirked at Dylan, the younger not saying a single word. "Dylan." Still not a word. "Ye can't keep this up." Dylan did not say a word or make a sound, which ticked Allister off. "Lad." Still nothing. "Fine." Allister sighed and Dylan smiled in victory.
"Actually Dylan, can ye sleep with Thomas while we are gone." Cailean asked.
"Sure."
"Tommy ye look tired so let's lay ye down." Cailean said and picked Thomas up. The younger male yawned and leaned against Cailean's shoulder.
"Of course 'e would be tired, 'e just 'ad 'is neck ripped through." Jeanne said and glared at Allister again, once again receiving one from Allister.
"Woah, is it me or did it just drop 10 degrees." Dylan said between the two.
"'Ow about you go to bed Dylan." Jeanne said and helped Dylan up.
"Only if Allister lays with me and Thomas."
"I can do that." Allister said and picked Dylan up bridal style.
"Don't drop 'im." Jeanne said.
"Ye know yer five minutes from flying lady."
"Stop fighting." Dylan said in Allister's arms. "God I'm a child tell to adults to stop fighting." Dylan said and crossed his arms.
"Calm yer ass." Allister said and carried Dylan over to Cailean's bed. When he laid Dylan down the young boy bounced on Cailean's bed.
"Cai, your bed is so big and fluffy."
"Not really, it's a normal bed."
"No it isn't, it's so bounce."
"In our 'ouse we 'ave peasant beds." Francis explained.
"Oh. Well then I guess ye're right Dylan." Cailean said and laid Thomas on the bed.
"We will be staying 'ere tonight, so if you need me or Francis Dylan just call, alright."
"Of course cousin." Dylan nodded and Allister forced the boy to lay down.
"Cailean, can I go hunting with you?" Arthur asked.
"Are ye hungry?" Cailean replied.
"Yes."
That's because ye had him suckin' of yer neck." Allister said and pointed at Alfred.
"He was hungry." Arthur glared.
"Calm down everyone, it's too loud for these two to sleep." Eily spoke up, patting Dylan's head.
"Actually, I'm too hungry to sleep." Dylan said and shot up from the bed. "I haven't eaten since the day before last."
"Now that I think about it, that is true." Jeanne said. "I'll go make you something." With that Jeanne and Francis left.
"Ye need to eat when ye can Dylan."
"I'll eat when I want, Jeanne lets me."Dylan said.
"I told ye that she's teaching him bad."
"That is a little bad since she does treat him as something other than a human." Arthur said lightly.
"Jeanne isn't teach me anything bad, she teaches me about the stuff I need to know."
"Like what."
"Puberty, and all that comes with it. Then Francis taught me about sex."
"WHAT!" Allister yelled.
"What's sex?" Arthur asked. Thomas chuckled in his spot on the bed. Cailean sat down on the edge of the bed, right next to Thomas.
"It's when a man and a man, a woman and a woman, or a man and a woman preform sexual a-." Dylan began to say but Allister, Eily, and Cailean stacked their hands over his mouth.
"Ye are to young to know." All of them blurted out. Dylan glared under his bandages and bit the first hand on his mouth.
"OW!" Cailean yelled.
"You say I'm too young but when will any of you be around to teach me, you hardly visit me anymore so what's the point if calling me a sibling?" There was a small silence before Dylan threw the blankets over his head and spoke again. "I'm not hungry anymore, tell Jeanne for me."
"I'll go." Eily said and walked out of the bedroom.
"Thomas…Thomas." Cailean looked down at the younger male. Thomas had his eyes closed, steady breaths, and his arm were laying across his chest. "I'm going to wait downstairs for ye." Cailean whispered and carefully climbed out from under Thomas and laid him down on the bed.
"Take the brats with ye while I talk with Dylan." Allister said and with a nod, Cailean followed his sisters former moves. He grabbed Arthur and Alfred before walking out and shutting the door. "Dylan come on, lets talk about this." Dylan didn't say anything.
"If ye're going to do this again then yer going to waste time for my feeding, we don't want a relapse." Allister said and smile as the blanket was lowered and tears were seen sliding out of the gauze. "Hey don't cry, sit up fer me." Allister said and helped Dylan sit up. "I'm going to take yer bandage off fer a minute the least, I want to see the damage."
"Ok." Dylan sniffed as Allister reached back and untied the gauze. He unwrapped it slowly to allow Dylan to get use to the pressure being lifted away.
"God." Allister said as the rest of the gauze fell off. Four long scratches (if you can call them that) stretched from one side of Dylan's face to the other, starting above Dylan's eyebrows and ending at the top of his cheek bones.
"It's not as bad as it looks, I'm fine Allister."
"Open yer eyes fer me."
"I-It hurts though." Dylan said and felt something wet wipe across his forehead. The wet object wiped once across each scratch at the full length of the cuts.
"Alright, open now." Allister said and Dylan carefully opened his eye.
"Oh, big brother." Dylan said as he stared up at his brother. "Thank you."
"It's temporary…I'm so sorry." Allister said and collapsed onto Dylan's shoulders. "I…why did it have to be ye to get hurt." Allister said, letting his held in tears fall. "Yer my little brother and I tried to slash yer eyes out."
"It's alright brother, I don't hate you at all. I love you very much Allister." Dylan hugged his brothers head and closed his injured eyes.
"I am sorry." Allister just repeated over and over.
"It's alright Allister." Dylan said, which caused Allister to pull away from Dylan.
"Ye don't understand, I could have blinded ye. Don't ye understand that I hate myself fer losing control."
"I understand…can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead." Allister said as he wiped his eye.
"I know he was bleeding, but why'd you pick Thomas over me, I even offered in place of Thomas?"
"I don't know, it was my hunger talking so…yeah." Allister tried to explain.
"Alright." Dylan looked down and tears fell down Dylan's face. Allister gritted his teeth and stared t his brother.
"If I was to offer myself now, would you take it?" Dylan asked.
"No, I don't want yer blood, ye need it." Dylan didn't say anything much after, neither of them did. After a few minutes later Allister moved his hands up to Dylan's face. He cupped Dylan's cheeks and forced the boy to look up at him. "Open yer eyes and look at big brother Allister."
"Why?"
"I want ye to see how torn up I am." Allister said this causing Dylan to open his eyes.
"Oh, Allister." Dylan's eyes widened. "Big brother, you're crying. You never cry." Dylan said.
"I know, damn it. I'm sorry fer what happened. I'm also sorry if we made ye feel like ye were a stranger."
"You guys never let me into the castle, never let me sleep in the castle, you hardly visit. What else is there to hide from me? Dylan said, his face still in Allister's hands.
"I tell everyone to keep ye outside, I tell them that we have work to do, I just don't want them near ye cause I fear they might lose it to their hunger. I do these things to protect ye because I love ye." Allister laid his forehead on Dylan's forehead.
"I love you too big brother." Dylan said and leaned in. Allister mimicked this movement until the two of them touched lips. Allister pulled Dylan, by the cheeks, closer. Dylan turned his head to the side and grabbed Allister's jacket. Allister continued to pull Dylan into the kiss, trying to devour him with such a strong kiss. Dylan was doing something similar as he pulled Allister into the rough kiss. Though the kiss lasted a few second, as a result of breathing, it was extremely powerful. After a second or two both met lips again. Allister move his lips in sync with Dylan's, occasionally Allister sucked on Dylan's bottom lip. Dylan removed Allister's hand from his cheeks and wrapped his arms around Allister's shoulders. Dylan felt Allister lick his bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. Dylan opened his mouth in acceptance and Allister's tongue dove in. Allister moved his tongue around to explore Dylan's. the younger, flushed and excitedly, waged war on Allister tongue. Dylan moaned as Allister won and continued to explore his mouth.
"Erm." Thomas let out before turning, in his sleep, to face Allister and Dylan. The duo stopped and turned to see the boy that they had once forgotten in the midst of excitement.
"I've got to go now." Allister said and brought his hand up to Dylan's cheek. "I'll wrap yer eyes up." Allister smiled and found the gauze on the bed. Dylan smiled and closed his eyes. Allister smiled and carefully started rewrapping Dylan's eyes with the bandage.
"Allister, what was that?"
"Yer first kiss, right." Allister smiled at his brother.
"Yes, I liked it a lot."
"When yer older there will be more kisses for ye." Allister said and pecked Dylan on the lips after tying the gauze. "Go to sleep now, ye will wake up in my bed alright." Allister moved a piece of hair out of Dylan's face.
"I love you Allister." Dylan smiled up at his brother.
"I love ye too, my precious little brother." Allister smiled and tucked Dylan into bed before he left. Dylan's smile never left his face even when he heard the door open and shut.
"Love, love. My brother loves me, he loves me loves me." Dylan giggled happily and placed a hand on his chest, over his heart. "My hearts beating so fast. Even though the kisses stopped I can feel the warm tingling on my lips. This must be love - love, it's the most wonderful feeling I've had in my life. I know you are asleep Thomas but I hope you can feel this feeling too." Dylan said and closed his eyes, ready to wake up in Allister's bed. Little did Dylan nor Allister know that Thomas was awake the whole time.
'I hope so too." Thomas thought before his tired eyes slowing shut and darkness invaded the light until Thomas' eyes were shut. It didn't seem like a second later that Thomas was shaken abruptly from his sleep. When the young teenager opened his eyes he saw a bloodied Cailean.
"Oh-." Thomas stared wide eyed, noticing the bullet hole in the older mans shoulder. "W-what happened?" Thomas slowly sat up and pressed his hand over the hole.
"We fell into a small trap, it's nothing really…."
"NOTHING REALLY! YOU'VE GOT A BLOODY HOLE IN YOUR SHOULDER! LAY DOWN AND I'LL HELP YOU!"
"It's fine. Where is Dylan?" Thomas looked from the serious faced Cailean to the empty spot on the big bed.
"H-he was just here, I'm sorry I fell asleep." Thomas looked down in shame.
"It isn't yer fault, he must have wondered somewhere." Cailean was about to stand when Thomas wrapped his arms around Cailean's arm.
"Let me take care of you, I know a few things about wounds." Thomas smiled and looked Cailean in the eyes.
"Alright." Cailean laid down on the bed and Thomas kneeled next to him. "Hey Tommy." Cailean called.
"Hm." Thomas let out as he started unbuttoning Cailean's jacket.
"Is it alright, if tomorrow ye feel better, can I have a drink from yer neck?" Cailean pointed at Thomas shoulder.
"Of course, did you not get the woman."
"I got her, I just lost most of my blood so it's like nothing ch-changed." Cailean explained. Thomas finished unbuttoning Cailean's jacket and went to remove the shirt when Cailean's hand grabbed his wrist.
"Oh, Cai." Thomas look down at Cailean and was met with a smile. The hand on Thomas' wrist moved to Thomas' cheek.
"Hm." Cailean smile widened.
"What happened?" Thomas asked, unbuttoning the blood soaked, white dress shirt.
"Oh, don't worry about it."
"I will worry about it, if I were to marry you one day I would want you to tell me everything." Cailean couldn't help but smile up at the teenager. "W-What."
"I only said I wanted a relationship, I love the fact ye think we are going to be married one day." Thomas pouted.
"So you don't want to be married."
"I do, I hope for it." Cailean said and ran his thumb back and forth on Thomas' cheek. Thomas let a small smile show, which made Cailean smile. Cailean opened his mouth to say something, but a gasp of pain came out.
"CAI!" Thomas shouted and grabbed the hand from his face and held it in his hands.
"D-did I mention that the bullets from the gun that shot me is still in my shoulder." Cailean chuckled in pain. Cailean squeezed Thomas' hand, thus making the boy cry and kiss Cailean's hand. "T-Tommy, a-am I h-hurting y-ye."
"N-no, I can't help you when the bullets still in your bloody shoulder, I'm sorry."
"I-it's alright."
"It's not alright, god gives me a chance to help you and I'm so god damn useless." Thomas squeezed Cailean's hand and cried.
"Thomas, listen to me, yer only human. Ye nor I can do everything, something's can stop our efforts but ye can try to get passed what's blocking ye. Yer only human, I don't expect ye to be a healer, I expect ye to be ye and that's what I like." Cailean tried to sit up but Thomas forced him to stay laying down. "Thomas."
"What did you do to get shot?"
"We messed up, there was a witness and we were chased. Allister got away without a scratch but I got shot. Allister helped me home when I couldn't keep up with him. We came in here to lay me down and get Dylan when we found Dylan gone."
"Let me check and see how far the bullet traveled." Thomas said and unbutton the bloodied dress shirt with care. Thomas slowly peeled the soaked shirt off of Cailean's chest. "Oh." Thomas gasped.
"What?" Cailean asked a bit scared.
"It's nothing, I just realized how attractive your body is." Thomas ran a hand down Cailean's chest. "I'm sorry for being so straight forward."
"It's fine, if ye take off yer shirt I'll rate ye from amazing to gorgeous." Cailean wink and flinched.
"I'll just look for the bullet now." Thomas said with a straight face. The teenager looked into the bloody hole. "It's not that far away, I could probably dig it out." Thomas looked up at Cailean with a smile. "do you mind if I try?"
"Go on ahead, I'll be fine." Cailean said and waited for more pain. Thomas looked around for something, only able to find a sharp edge pen.
"Cai, this will hurt, please forgive me." Thomas said and dug the pen into the bullet wound. Cailean held in scream of pain causing a grunt. Caliean squeezed the bloody bed sheets in his hands. "I'm sorry."
"Urg- it's fine." Cailean pinched his eyes shut as the pen scraped the inside muscles.
"I'm sorry this holes a tight fit."
"It's fine, UGH!" Cailean shouted out as the bullet moved up.
"I-I got the pen under it, don't move and relax, the pain will stop soon."
"UGAH-GAAAH!" Cailean gritted his teeth and couldn't help the tears falling down his face from his closed eyes.
"Damn it, it slipped out." Thomas said angrily.
"I'm so-so-sorry-y-AH!" Cailean yelled.
"It's not your fault, just relax and let me do it. Alright." Thomas said.
"AGH! I-it didn't h-hurt this mu-much- AH- going in."
"I can't control this, I just hope your not bleed horribly from me."
"There's already blood." Cailean muttered, exhausted.
"I've got it."
"UGH!" Cailean screamed out as the bullet climbed up its hole.
"Cailean." Thomas said worriedly when he looked up at Cailean after a while. The olders face was cover in tear, which was washing the non dried blood away. "I've got it." Thomas smiled and grabbed the bullet when it touched the surface. "I'm done, did it hurt a lot."
Before Cailean could answer, Eily walked into the room. "What are ye both doing in here?" She asked.
"I removed a bullet from Cailean." Thomas said and climbed off the bed.
"It sounded like something else." Eily smiled.
"Ye are-re a weird one E-Eily." Cailean said as Thomas picked up the left over gauze from earlier the night.
"If it sounded like sex why would you listen?" Thomas asked as he went to the bathroom to get a towel.
"Ye'd be surprise what I listen to in this house, I am the head currently and as such I must know all."
"Then where's Dylan at?" Thomas asked from the bathroom.
"Gone." Allister grunted as he walked into the bedroom. "I searched the house, I couldn't find his scent so I went 100 mile far and never picked up a scent."
"What does that mean."
"He's either cloaking his scent with magic or something took him far away."
"I 'aven't taught 'im anything involving cloaking." Jeanne said, marching into the room. Thomas had walked out of the bathroom with a wet towel and was next to Cailean. He was currently wiping the dry blood off of Cailean's well-toned chest.
"So Dylan's gone, someone took him and we can't help him." Eily said with folded arms and tears in her eyes.
"I don't know what else to do." Allister said in a slump.
"YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE 'IM OUT THERE ALONE, DYLAN DOESN'T KNOW LIFE OUTSIDE OF OUR 'OME!" Jeanne yelled and grabbed Allister by the collar of his shirt.
"How am I suppose to track him without a scent to follow."
"I DON'T FUCKIN KNOW, BUT YOU CAN'T LEAVE MY LITTLE COUSIN TO VAMPIRES, WITCHES, AND WHATEVER ELSE KIND OF MONSTER LIKE US ARE OUT THERE! HE IS MY 'UMAN COUSIN, MY COUSIN!" Jeanne was in tears and crying without holding back.
"WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK AM I SUPPOSE TO DO!" Allister shot up. "MY BROTHER IS GONE AND I CAN'T FIND HIM! DO YE UNDERSTAND! I WISH I COULD DO SOMETHING, BUT I CAN'T! SOMEONE HAS MY BROTHER AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FIND HIM! WHY DON'T YE GO USE YER MAGIC TO TRACK HIM!"
"MAGIC DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY, AND BESIDES YOU CAN'T TRACK 'IM TO SAVE 'IS LIFE! YER COMPLETELY USELESS IN EVERY SITUATION THAT INVOLVES DYLAN, YE DON'T DESERVE TO BE 'IS BROTHER!"
"I'VE RAISED HIM THE BEST I COULD, YE TWISTED HIM SO YE COULD CHANGE HIM INTO A MONSTER!"
"I DID NOT DO SUCH A THING, MAGIC I A GIFT. I LOVE DYLAN WITH ALL MY-AH!" Jeanne bent over and place a hand on her stomach.
"Eh." Allister let out as the woman squatted down.
"Jeanne." Francis said and ran to his wife. When he reached her, he bent over to help her up.
"No." Jeanne said, yet remained on the ground.
"Lass, what's wrong?" Allister asked and kneeled down in worry.
"Back away." Jeanne ordered, but Allister placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Jeanne, what's wrong?" Eily asked. Francis neared Jeanne, wanting only to comfort her. Jeanne was short on breath a she coughed up blood into her hand. For the longest moment Jeanne just started at her blood covered hand.
"Jeanne, are you sick?" Francis asked.
"Lassie…Jeanne, what's wrong."
"M-my child 'as gone." She muttered with tears in her eyes.
"We will find Dylan, don't ye worry if this is what happens when ye do." Allister said and Jeanne shot a glare at him.
"No, my child…my baby is gone."
"What?" Francis asked in confusion.
"It was mine and Dylan's secret."
"I'm confused, what happened." Eily said.
"I was pregnant, and my baby just died."
"Mon chere, what." Francis said, the room in shock.
"I-I don't understand,'e just started bleeding." Jeanne said as blood dripped from her mouth.
"Let's lay ye down." Allister said and picked Jeanne.
"Mon chere, a second." Francis said as he look at the ground. After staring at a puddle of red, Francis rolled Jeanne's dress up to her knees. Running down her leg was a trail of blood.
"Ye need to lay down." Allister said and laid Jeanne on the bed .
"We should get a doctor." Eily said as Jeanne laid in shock. Thomas was currently finishing up wrapping Cailean's chest.
"This room is full if blood, who are we going to get a doctor in here without them suspecting anything?" Allister said as Francis inspected the blood between Jeanne's legs.
"I-I trained with a doctor before." Thomas said.
"'ow so?" Francis asked.
"When my mother was pregnant I went and learned about child birth from the town doctor, he was far to busy to help with child birth."
"Ye have a sibling?" Cailean asked, sitting up in bed.
"No, he's dead." Thomas said and moved in front of Jeanne. "Do you mind Mrs. Bonnefoy?"
"There is too many men in here." Jeanne said.
"Leave, Francis and Eily are allowed to stay."
"But."
"No buts." Thomas turned to glare at the person behind him. His eyes widened in shock to see a cry Arthur in the door way.
"Arthur what happened?" Cailean asked and the boy wiped his eyes.
"I had a nightmare, Dylan was hurting."
"Aw, come here." Cailean said, sitting up.
"Cai." Thomas said, but the eldest brother just sat up. Arthur ran over holding his stuffed mint bunny. Cailean picked up Arthur and stood up.
"What's wrong with cousin Jeanne?" Arthur asked.
"It's nothing for ye to worry about, Thomas is going to make her feel better."
"Don't move around too much while that heals." Thomas said. Allister stood up and walked out the door without a word.
"He's got it hard with Dylan. They're really close." Cailean said to Thomas and walked out with Arthur, closing the door behin him.
"Alright Jeanne, everyone's gone. Can you spread your legs."
"Yes." Jeanne did as told.
"I need to take off your undergarments."
"Alright." Jeanne said. Thomas carefully grabbed the top of Jeanne's underwear and pulled them down.
"Eily do you any spare undergarments for her?"
"Yes." Eily nodded and ran out of the room.
"Alright, please don't feel uncomfortable, the doctor taught me how to examine a baby." Thomas said and threw the dress over his head. Jeanne and Francis waited for Thomas to finish, Jeanne often gasping if Thomas touched her unexpectedly, a sorry coming after all of them. Eily walked back in, worriedly.
"You know, I feel sorry for you Thomas." Jeanne said out of the blue.
"Why?" Thomas muttered and spread Jeanne's legs a bit farther apart.
"You're covered in blood, you've talked about your dead brother, 'ad to take care of two wounded people, and you were attacked all on your first night. 'ow do you not crack."
"I've had worse nights." Thomas answered in a monotoned voice.
"'ow so?" Francis said.
"Oh god." Thomas let out and pulled out from under Jeanne's dress.
"What?" Eily asked and looked under Jeanne's dress. "UH!" Eily let out and looked up at Jeanne. Pain spread across Jeanne's face as she tried to breath in and out. She was clutching the bed sheets and Francis hand.
"What's wrong?" Francis asked worriedly.
"The pressure of the baby caused its sack to break, on short terms her water just broke and she's going into labor." Thomas explained.
"Does that mean our child's alive?" Francis asked.
"No, it means that the baby's being forced out." Thomas explained.
"Thomas, why don't ye go help Cailean. I'll handle this." Eily palced a hand on Thomas' shoulder and smiled.
"But-."
"Big sister will handle it, Cailean needs ye to get better."
"Oh." Thomas looked up at Eily.
"Go on. Jeanne needs a woman for this and Cailean's harmed, go."
"Alright." Thomas said and made his way to the door.
"Oh and Thomas." Eily called.
"Hm." Thomas turned around.
"Cailean's in my room, it's the room at the end of the hall. Feel free to use the bathtub." Eily smiled again when Thomas nodded. "Alright Jeanne use my shoulders to keep yer legs up and push as much as ye can." Eily said before Thomas shut the door.
As Thomas went down the hall he heard screaming from Cailean's room and whimpered. As he made it to Eily's bedroom he opened the door to find Cailean listening to the screams. He flinched every time she screamed.
"Cai." Thomas surprised Cailean.
"So what happened."
"The baby bled out inside its sack which caused pressure and broke the bag. She's in labor and Eily is helping bring the baby out."
"That's horrible." Cailean said.
"I-I think…I feel a -lit-." Thomas didn't finish what he was saying before he collapsed.
"AH!" Cailean gasped at the sudden action and ran over to Thomas. "Thomas, THOMAS!" Cailean shook Thomas, receiving painful moans. "TOMMY!" Cailean picked up Thomas and laid him in Eily's bed. "Tommy, what's wrong?" Cailean tried to asked, but Thomas was unconscious. Cailean was scared because of this.
"Relax, he's just worn out." Allister said, placing a hand on his brothers shoulder. "Come on, ye can sleep in my room and I'll bunk with Arthur." Allister said. A few seconds of silence went by with screaming from Cailean's room in the background.
"She sounds like she's in too much pain."
"I shouldn't have gotten her mad." Allister said and sat down next to Thomas. "If I hadn't made her made then this wouldn't be happening."
"It's not yer fault, the baby died on its own." Cailean said. "It probably had trouble adapting to different species blood types." Cailean said as he brushed Thomas' bangs back. For a few minutes there was silence and screams, until the screams left into the new day light shining into the room.
"I think she's done." Allister mumbled but didn't move from his slump.
"We should visit her." Cailean said. Before anything else could be said, Eily walked in, her arms covered in blood.
"So, dead." Allister said.
"It had not a chance, it was 5 months into the pregnancy Jeanne said."
"How upset is she?"
"Like normal, she expected this to happen. Oh Dylan's going to be crushed when we find him and tell him."
"Did he know?" Allister asked.
"Jeanne told me that he was naming it." Eily said.
"Oh. Not even Francis knew, those two are close." Cailean smiled.
"Like mother and son." A voice said from behind Eily. The trio turned to see Lizzy. "I felt Jeanne vas hurt, it seems she had a miscarriage. I came to see if she vas alright."
"WHAT DO YE FUCKIN THINK LADY!" Allister yelled.
"My my, vhat a horrible attitude. Did you not get anyone in yer be last night?"
"NO, MY BROTHERS GONE!"
"Dylan, maybe he ran away from yer abusive ass." Lizzy smirked.
"Ye bitch, YE FUCKIN TOOK HIM DIDN'T YE!"
"I did not, I haven't seen Dylan since last night vhen you so rudely kicked me out."
"I swear on my parents grave," Allister stood up and rushed at Lizzy, grabbing the collar of her traveling cloak. "If ye took my wee brother than I'll rip yer fuckin body to pieces." Allister had a crazy look in his eyes.
"Is he really your brother, or is he your lover?"
"What."
"You, Allister Kirkland vho vatched his beloved parents die from humans, have taken to heart a pathetic human vho's only real redeeming ability is his sight into the future."
"Dylan has never been my brother, but he is my sibling. I will always love him, even if people say its not right."
"But how long vill it take till he starts loosing veight and strength. How long until he grows old and vrinkles sprout. How long until he is nothing vhile ve never change? Vill you still love a skeleton in a box?"
"I will always love Dylan, even if he were to die."
"You idiot, complete buffoon. You should have let me teach him how to read the future clearly, do you know vhat ve vill learn from him? Ve could save so many of our kind." Allister slammed a fist into the wall.
"MY BROTHER IS NOT A FORTUNE TELLER FOR YER OWN PROFITS! HE IS A HUMAN THAT YE BETTER NOT HAVE KIDNAPPED OR I'LL USE YE AS MY FOOD FER THE NIGHT!"
"Vhat if I vere to tell you that I know vhere Dylan is, you shouldn't care so much." Lizzy said, a bit spooked.
"Where is Dylan?" Allister growled, moving his tight grip to Lizzy neck.
"I know vhere he is." Lizzy said.
"Where?" Allister gritted.
"Dead, he ran outside vhile everyone vas hunting and a mob caught him. They burned him at the stake for being accused of corking with vampires."
"What proof do ye have."
"The reason vhy he vas burned vas for owning a special amulet, I believe this belongs to your family." Lizzy stuck her hand into her cloak and pulled out an amulet with the Kirkland crest on it.
"Allister, where did Dylan get that crest?" Eily asked. The Kirkland family had two crest, one being the crest of the family and the other is for their vampire followers. The vampire amulet was a secret that only vampires had which enabled them to visit the Kirkland's. it became known to humans when several vampires had been caught with it before their deaths.
"I-I don't know. Maybe it's Francis'." Allister said, loosing his grip.
"Does this mean, is she telling the truth?" Eily said. Allister took the amulet and searched it.
"The marking are authentic, this is real."
"Then Dylan's-." Cailean couldn't finish the sentence.
"NO!" Eily screamed and covered her mouth. "HE CAN'T BE! I've lost a cousin, a brother, and my parents. I can't…NO!" Eily yelled. "YER LYING!"
"WHAT'S GOING ON IN 'ERE!" Francis yelled as he ran into the room. Arthur followed Francis in and hid behind his older cousin's leg with his mint bunny clutched close in fear. Arthur looked at Lizzy and glared at her, that is until he saw the amulet.
"HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT!" Arthur yelled at the woman.
"Arthur, do you know what that is?" Allister asked his youngest brother.
"THAT'S DYLAN'S FAVORITE NECKLACE! YOU STOLE IT FROM MY BROTHER, GIVE IT BACK!" Arthur charged at Liz and jumped to snatch the amulet. Unfortunately for Arthur, Francis beat him and took the pendent.
"This is mine. Where did you get it Elizaveta?"
"From Dylan's ashes." Liz said and Francis' face dropped. The pendent slipped and Arthur snatched it.
"Mon chere? Non." Francis backed up.
"YER LYING!" Eily yelled and charged at Elizaveta, but Cailean and Francis caught her. "MY BROTHERS ALIVE YE LYING BITCH!" Eily clawed at the witch staring at her. Thomas had even stirred from his sleep and was hiding under the blankets. "YE LYING BITCH, SHUT YER DAMN TRAP! DYLAN'S ALIVE, HE'S ALIVE!" Eily broke down into tears and fell against her twin brother. "HE'S ALIVE, HE CAN'T BE DEAD-HE CAN'T BE!"
"He is, I'm sorry that I got there too late."
"LYING-GAH!" Eily broke into stronger tears.
"W-what's going on?" Thomas asked.
"D-Dylan's d-dead." Allister muttered and collapsed to his knees. The rest of the night was filed with silence and the burial of Jeanne's baby. They went outside and covered the baby in a blanket and laid it in a small wooden coffin. Allister separated soon after and went to his room, locking himself inside. Cailean and Thomas slept in Eily's room, taking baths to clean the blood off. Jeanne's and Francis went to their house after the funeral. Not one word was said in the homes.
It was truly a silent night.
