AN: Sorry for the long wait! I had troubles with this chapter, cause I have a lot of mateial for further chapters but how it begins was the problem. I think it resulted pretty good, I even added more stuff yesterday, I always get more ideas so... anyway. Hope you enjoy, this contains a lot of explicit scenes and you know always the romance and the fear is beginning to take control haha.
Chapter 3 "The Unknown"
The wind blew her hair as the soft breeze caressed her skin. Trish's hair swayed in the air while the sun made her skin glitter. She leaned back on her seat trying to get some sleep. She knew it'd be a long trip until they could arrive to that mysterious place, to their mission (of which she knew nothing about).
Dante took a minute to gaze at her. She looked so perfect and the sun could really sparkle her attributes. "You're tired?" He asked surprised.
"Hmm?" She lifted her sunglasses over her head and looked at him for a second. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes again as she folded her arms behind her head. "I have a little headache, that's all" She slightly moved her head and her sunglasses dropped to the front of her face, covering her eyes again.
"Must be the hangover for all the alcohol you drank last night" Dante said simply as he kept looking at her, but still focusing on the road. "Are you hungry?"
"Not really" Trish said sighing.
"I'll stop somewhere to get some food anyway. We might not eat in a couple of days" Said Dante.
"That far it is?" She wondered.
"Nope. But I don't know how long we're gonna take to finish"
Dante continued driving for quite a while, until he found a gas station, a mini-market and a restaurant. He bought some drinks and snacks and some food to go while Trish stayed in the car. He returned to the car and put the bags on the back seat, except for the steamy food he just bought. He handed it to Trish. The smell was quite pleasant, so she unexpectedly opened her eyes and breathed in that exquisite smell. She reached a hand into that steamy, brown paper bag and took that unknown wrapped food.
"I thought you weren't hungry" Dante said jokey as he saw how Trish devoured that little piece of heaven. He grabbed his and unwrapped it. He was eating it while he continued driving.
"What is this?" Trish asked marveled. She had eaten half of that magical stuff already.
Dante looked at her for a moment. " A sort of burger but instead of meat it's eggs and stuff..." He continued eating.
"Mmmm... this is wonderful. The melted cheese and bacon and... ohh this is... mmmm..." She said moaning as she continued eating.
"You have to be so sexy for everything?" Dante asked.
"Hmhh?" She turned to look at him from over her sunglasses. Her look was so intense that Dante felt that power of seduction transcend. She kept staring at him as she sensually gave another bite and a ketchup spot was left beside her lips. She sensually licked that ketchup while Dante was left speechless.
"Okay... that answers my question" He said a bit agitated.
Trish just grinned and finished her food. Dante finished too and now he held the wheel with his two hands. Trish felt thirsty, so she wanted to get a drink from the bag on the back seat. She turned her body towards the back seat and bent over a little, well much actually, to grab the bag. Dante saw her ass by the rearview mirror, he even moved it to see her better. He slightly turned his stare to her (he didn't actually have to move much, he had her so close to him), and what a view! That perfect ass, so round... why does she have to be in that position? He felt like spanking her, but that wouldn't be right, for now that is. He lost control of the car for a second while his thoughts roamed farther, and his eyes locked at her ass and hips, which were swaying enticingly trying to grab that drink inside the bag.
"Dante!" Trish yelled while she held tightly from the seat; her hips had clung to his shoulder anyway. "Can't you drive well! I'm trying to get something here" She said as she finally grabbed a bottle of orange juice and straightened up, returning to her seat.
"Sorry babe, I distracted for a second" He said hesitant.
"Distracted huh?" She said suspiciously as she opened the bottle. "You should keep your eyes on the road..." She took a sip of juice then added. "...not to my ass"
Dante's eyes widely opened and he lost control of the car for a second, again. "I was not!"
Trish held tight from the seat again and turned to look at him. "Sure" She directed her stare to the other side and saw a forest. They were far from the city already. "I don't know why you deny it. I like it" She said sensually.
Dante slightly cleared his throat and gulped. "You... like what?" He said hesitant.
"That you stare at me..." She said sultry as she turned completely and looked at him. "... with lust" She whispered to his ear as her whole body moved closer to his. It isn't a big car so she was almost clung to him.
Dante began to sweat a little and Trish could notice that; pearls of sweat running down his face. He tried to keep his eyes to the front, ohh but Trish is such a temptation that he can't resist.
"I like getting you nervous" She said while she began to caress his chest. She slowly zipped down his vest a little to let him breathe.
"Nervous, me?" He said trying to remain calmed. "No, no. That's a- very hard-task" He gulped. There was something in her touch that made every sensation more intense. Even his respiration began to accelerate.
"Very hard?" She said teasing as she lowered her hands and her look very slowly through his abdomen, almost reaching his crotch. "I can see that..." She said whispering sultryly to his ear.
Dante's eyes almost went blank. He couldn't tell why he felt such excitement. The feel of her breath against his skin and her every touch made his entire body heat up. He couldn't help to let out a strong moan and for seconds he lost control of the car again. He was getting swept up until he lost control of the car and he then opened his eyes and set back on track.
"See?" Trish said seductively as she kept caressing his abdomen and lowering even more.
"What?" He said panting then he rapidly grabbed her hand for it was about to reach his hardened crotch. "You want me to crash or what?"
"See how nervous you get?" She said playfully.
"It's not nervous baby" Dante said cocky.
"Ohh..." Trish said sultry. "...then what is it?"
Dante just stared at her for seconds and let go of her hand. As if he really needed to answer that. He kept driving but his expression seemed more serious. So Trish sat up straight, expecting him to say something. He seemed tense and after a couple of seconds he spoke.
"What is this to you Trish, a game?" He said uptight.
"Of course not baby. But I like playing" She said sensually. "Don't you?"
"Well yeah, but... what am I to you, just a toy?"
Trish twitched her lips. "Of course not Dante" She said a bit bothered.
"Then tell me, what do you see me like, what am I to you?" He said serious.
Trish just kept silent. She folded her arms at her chest and turned her stare to the other side.
"You don't know what to say..." He said disappointed. "...do you?"
"Well I just... like you very much. You are very attractive, what do you want me to say?" She said a little agitated.
"Just tell me one thing. What you said to me last night, did you mean it?" He asked totally serious.
Trish stared at him for seconds then twitched her lips. "I said a lot of things last night..."
"No, you didn't. You know what I'm talking about" He felt scared for a second. Does she even remember she said she loves me?
"Oh Dante, you're gonna get all sensitive again?" She said trying to hide her nervousness. "You really care that much?"
"I do" He said serious and expecting that answer he wanted to hear. But Trish wouldn't please him just yet.
She took a deep breath and tried to answer, but she just couldn't. "I- I-... you know the answer Dante"
"I don't. That's why I'm asking" He kept serious.
She just turned her face to the other side and stared at the trees passing by so fast. Why is it so hard to say? She wondered. A couple of minutes passed when she spoke to Dante again. "You play a lot with me too"
"Huh?" Dante turned to look at her surprised. "What are you talking about?"
"This morning for example. Or you're gonna say you were really asleep?"
"I was" Dante complained a bit.
"Yeah right. I'm not stupid Dante. You're pretty bad faking" She said a bit bothered.
"Okay! I just wanted to see how far you would go" He gave up.
"Oh and when you noticed I would go real far, you regretted"
"No" He said staring to the wheel for seconds. "I just rathered to do things differently"
Trish just stared at him with an eyebrow raised. Dante took the bottle from her hands and finished it, then he threw the empy bottle to the back seat. Trish could barely complain so she just sat up straight, leaned back her head and closed her eyes; it was barely noticeable for she was still wearing the sunglasses (good way to hide her emotions).
They didn't say a word the whole ride. She pretended to be asleep and Dante simply drove, until they finally reached to an enormous property surrounded by a tall wall made up of large stones. There was nothing nearby, for this place was at the end of the road. Right at the center of the property, there's a big gate that does not let to see through. The only view you could get was that wall, a bunch of trees and grass at the sides of the road and a deep forest. If you looked back, there was just that vacant road that seemed endless.
"We're here" Said Dante as he turned off the car. Since he didn't get any response from her, he got closer to her and pulled up her sunglasses, making her a bit upset. "You're pretty bad faking too" He said grinning.
Trish twitched her lips and had a look around. She surprised a little 'cause it was not what she was expecting. "What is this place Dante?" She said marveled with the place as she got off the car. "What are we supposed to do here?" She wondered and took off her sunglasses and tossed them to her seat.
Dante got off the car too. He walked to the gate and tried looking for a way to open it. It had a lot of climbing plants surrounding it, but he found a lever on a side. "What do you think?" He said as he grabbed the lever and pulled from it. "Does it bring back memories?"
"Well... you did open the other gate with your sword..." She said remembering of Mallet Island.
"Oh that... well I wanted to be a little more... sophisticated this time" Said Dante as the gate began opening slowly. It revealed a path surrounded by tall trees blocking the view to the insides of this place; it seemed endless to get through.
Trish surprised a little. "Shouldn't we go by car?"
"Trust me babe, it's better by foot. I rather keep the car as far away as possible" Dante returned to the car to get his sword and the bag with groceries. He locked the car and put the roof back to have it completely closed.
Trish looked at the bag he was holding. "What, are we having a picnic?" She mocked.
"When you get hungry or thirsty, you'll thank me" He said a little offended.
"Right..." Trish said grinning.
They began walking through that path. It was as narrow as a car and even if you tried looking above the trees and plants, you couldn't see much of the mansion and it seemed so far away.
"Dante, what is this place really?" Trish asked while suddenly the gate shut behind them with a loud thud. She instinctively jerked at the noise. And for some reason she felt chills up and down her spine and unconsciously grabbed Dante by the arm.
"What is it baby, you scared?" Dante asked jokey.
"Scared? No!" She lied. She didn't know why but she sensed something so strange, very dark within this place. Even though it was still daylight, the more they penetrated into the depths of that path, the more the atmosphere changed. As if they were entering to a different dimension.
"Dante, is there something you missed to tell me?" Trish said uneasy.
She must have felt the same I did. An awkward tension in the air, a smell of death, blood... a feeling of emptiness, loneliness and an intensely strong dark power so enthralling that it seemed to be calling. "Well... this is a haunted house, mansion whatever" He corrected himself.
"What?" Trish stopped walking abruptly and Dante almost bumped with her. "And what are we doing here? We're not ghost hunters!" She complained.
"No! But there's demons involved"
"In what!" Trish said upset.
Dante put an arm around her back and motioned her to keep walking. "Listen. This place has a reputation. A lot of people invade the property either to investigate or get scared, feel some adrenaline. The thing is, that lately a lot of people have gone missing so... they believe that demons are the ones that are kidnapping the people" Dante said seriously. "You know there's heaven and hell and also there's a fine line to another world, another dimension for lost souls. So either these people are lost, dead or trapped in that dimension or even hell itself"
"You should've told me" She said a bit bothered.
"Sorry. I didn't know you were scared to ghosts"
"I'm not. But I don't wanna go back to that hell" She said emotionless.
"Chill out baby. It'll be fun" Dante said playfully as they kept walking through that strange path. "Just don't separate from me okay?" He said as he held her tight from her tiny waist and kept walking alongside of her. "We don't know this place and the powerful it can be"
Trish looked at him surprised. "Powerful? You speak of it as if it had its own life"
"It seems that way, for what I've heard"
They were almost reaching the end of the path. They could see the house much closer, but every step felt heavier now, going against their will; as if some sort of power were dragging them closer. Until they were finally face to face with that mighty house. They stopped to take a look around the place. They gulped at its obscure, impressive power. The imposing look of the house was so terrifyingly sinister, that they even felt a little disturbed by it. It was so strange how a deserted place could be so alive. The gardens surrounding the house seemed out of place; full of bright colors and perfect. To the right side, there's a beautiful garden with various types of flowers in which roses stood out amongst the others. A particular rose, red as blood and stems so green that they even sparkle, specially those thorns, sharp as blades, filling most of the garden. To the left side of the house, there's another strange garden; it was more a labyrinth than any other regular garden. Green, tall plants defined that perfect labyrinth. If you could go through it and reach the center, you would find a relic; its use, still unknown for no one has ever reached to it and escaped alive. It's just what legends tell. Right in front of the house, there's a big fountain with a figure of stone at the center. It was hard to tell what the figure was, probably a hybrid between a human and an animal. It had a human form with wings and two faces. On one side it was a face of lion and on the other a sort of goat face. Clear water spilling out of its mouth.
"Gives the chills, don't it?" Dante said playfully as he grabbed Trish's hand and tried going inside the house.
"What a terrible taste..." She managed to say as Dante pulled from her hand. Trish walked a couple steps and then stood still. She let go of his hand as she focused her stare to that immense house.
The house was painted in a dark grey and every corner of the roof was guarded by stone gargoyles which were painted in a dark red, almost black color. The house had a few windows at the upper part, some were small and others were big stained glass windows of dark colors with a very gothic design. Trish focused her look into those windows and for a moment she thought she'd seen a human figure standing on the other side, staring back at her. She slightly opened her mouth in surprise and blinked slowly, but when she looked again, the figure was gone.
Dante stared at Trish and frowned. "What is it Trish?"
She was perplexed staring at those strange windows. "Nothing. I thought I saw something" She said as she walked closer to Dante and grabbed hold of his arm.
"This place is empty, unless you saw..." He didn't finish and slightly chuckled. "C'mon, let's go inside".
They went up the few steps before the huge entrance doors, and just when Dante touched the door's handle, a strange red power covered them. It seemed to protect the doors from any intruders.
Dante took a step back. "Yup! This is totally done by demons. They must be taking possession of this place"
Suddenly a window shattered to pieces as if someone would have thrown something from the inside. Glass shards plunged into the ground near the fountain. Trish had jerked a little with the loud noise. She turned to look to the place where the shards glowed due to the sun's rays and she saw something else in between.
"It's a key" She said serious and startled. She hurried to take the key. It could be of the main doors.
Dante stood at the entrance. "See, they're welcoming us!" He said playfully.
Trish stood before the key and turned to look at Dante. "Very funny Dante, very funny" She said a little upset. She just hated the fact of having to be there. She turned again and crouched to take the key, and when she was about to, she heard a strange sound. Like of big pieces of stone moving. She turned her stare to the house and saw everything seemed normal, so she stared back at the key and just before her hand could reach to it, the key moved by itself, dragging itself inside the fountain. Trish surprised a lot. She felt a strong demonic power and again she heard that strange noise. When she turned her stare back at the house, two gargoyles had come to life and one was flying directly at her, but it was too close to her already that she couldn't dodge.
The gargoyle was still of stone, but it moved so naturally. It grasped Trish by the back of her corset and kept flying violently, then it tossed her against the other gargoyle. She clashed with it then she plunged to the ground.
"Shit!" Dante hurried to help Trish. "Are you okay?" He said startled while he stood beside her.
"Didn't see that coming" Trish said as she sat up and shook her head from one side to the other trying to crack her neck.
"Neither did I" Said Dante as he helped her up with one hand and he unsheathed Alastor with the other.
"Ohh that hurt, damn gargoyles are so hard!" Trish complained as she arched her back till it cracked.
Dante couldn't help to turn and look at her while she arched her torso. Ohh and her pussy looked pretty good from that angle. He couldn't help to feel an itch down there.
"Dante watch out!" Trish yelled as she straightened up. The gargoyles were launching straight to them very fast.
Dante, with the help of his fast and perfect reflexes, managed to evade the gargoyle just in time; he slashed at its back with Alastor, but it hardly made a scratch to it. Though the attack did send the gargoyle crashing to the ground, but it recovered fast. Dante kept attacking with Alastor, though it wasn't causing any harm to the gargoyles and just a loud clash was heard every time his blade tried to slash at it. Their stone skin was hard to penetrate even with the blade of his electrified Alastor.
"Damn creatures are hard to break!" Said Dante as he realized that he wouldn't hurt them that way.
Trish was still trying to take the key and as she got closer to it, the rest of the gargoyles came to life and now they were a total of 13 gargoyles.
"Trish! Will you leave that key alone!" He said as he noticed the rest of the gargoyles had awoken due to it.
"Sorry..." She chuckled and stood beside him.
"They are hard as rock!" Dante complained.
"So are you" Trish said sensually as she eyed him down there and clung to his body.
Dante followed her look. "Oh, I hadn't realized. I'm an easy man baby" He said sultry as he bagan caressing her back and slowly moving his hands down to her wasit.
Trish got her hands under his coat; her body was so close to his that she could easily feel that hard on bulging in his pants. She loves the feeling of it against her body. She embraced him strongly and began caressing his back too. She stared deep into Dante's eyes, which widely opened as he saw the gargoyles launching their way very fast. Trish didn't care and bit his lower lip very naughtily.
Dante was breathless for a second. He had her lips so close to his and her breath so sweet. He was close to lose himself, he was so turned on but he couldn't allow that. "We don't have time for this baby" He said panting as he kept his hands at her waist. In a second he lowered them more to her hips and grabbed her guns. He shot to the gargoyles that were just a couple feet away and Trish just clung to his body more, still embracing him with one arm and with the other she grabbed his shotgun and shot to the gargoyles coming from behind. Dante couldn't be any more horny.
"Bullets do seem to penetrate their shell" Dante said seductively as he pulled her closer to his crotch making her let out a hard moan.
"Ohh yeah... they do" She said gasping as she held him tighter. "Try this" She separated a bit from him as she exchanged guns with him.
The shotgun was more powerful than her guns, but they worked fine too. Every bullet he shot from his shotgun along with his demonic power was shooting to pieces those stone gargoyles. Every bullet tore down pieces of stone, until he broke those shells completely, leaving the creature defenseless. They kept shooting to every gargoyle till all of their shells were destroyed. They were still clung to each other, feeling their every move. Trish turned around and she moaned as she felt his hard on poking at her ass. It felt so good that she even moved her ass to feel it more.
"Oh Dante..." She moaned while she kept shooting to the gargoyles but she felt so horny that she was slightly losing focus.
"Oh Trish..." He moaned as he kept shooting with his shotgun too, feeling so horny but he needed to focus and finish them off so they could continue.
Trish began using her powers. She electrocuted some gargoyles till they were burned. They collapsed on the ground and turned to dust. She could feel Dante even harder now so she slightly moved away from him, but he grabbed her from her hip and pulled her closer to him very strongly. Oh she was so horny too, but it wasn't the moment, but she couldn't help it either. They have an amazing chemistry, physical and beyond. So she just let herself be loved. She closed her eyes and held herself from his sides very tightly. She kept moving her ass with round moves and sliding softly up and down feeling his length poking hard against her. "Ohh Dante..." She kept moaning.
Dante used Alastor this time to finish them off. His heart was pounding so strong, he was so turned on and it felt amazing how she moved. He kept holding her from her hip and she slowly moved his hand to the front. He understood what she wanted. He lowered his hand to her pussy, over her clothes but still it felt so good. She was so wet and he could even feel that through her clothes.
"Oh Dante..." She kept moaning softly as his fingers touched her sex.
Listening to her moans was far more pleasant than anything and she kept moving her hips so much making him feel so aroused. It was amazing how he could be touching her and at the same time killing the demons as he swayed his sword. It was such an experience; all that lust for blood and all that lust for themselves mixed to create that perfect moment of ecstasy. Gargoyles clashing to the ground and turning to dust at the same time that Trish was reaching to climax, a sensation she had never felt, and she felt like exploding. She put her hand over Dante's and made more pressure. Dante began to press his fingers harder against her sex, in a round motion, then he just felt it pulsate, so he pressed harder.
"Dante...!" She moaned so hard and held his sides so tightly as she came.
"Oh Trish..." He was feeling very close too. How much he wanted to make love to her for real, feel her muscles contracting at his shaft and not his fingers. He gave a last blow. He performed a Round Trip with Alastor to kill the last remaining two gargoyles. The sword spinned in the air severing the gargoyles. They gushed out blood and as the pieces touched the ground, they disappeared with the wind. With his two hands free now, he grabbed Trish by her hips and pulled her hard against him. She was still panting, her whole body moved with her respiration. Dante reached a hand to her breasts and fondled them as he kept moving his hips as if he were really pounding her. She loved how it felt as much as Dante. "Get down!" He said to Trish as the sword was spinning back to Dante's hand. She bent over as she saw the sword coming directly at her and just when she did, he blew his load in his pants. She could feel how his crotch pulsated as he strongly poked at her ass. "Oh yeah baby!" He panted as he catched the sword and stab it into the ground. "And that's... how you do it" He said cocky and panting as all gargoyles were defeated and he had released at the same time. He put the sword back to his back as Trish straightened up.
"That was nothing" Trish replied referring to how Dante killed the demons. She walked towards the fountain to get the key. She reached her hand inside the crystalline water and grabbed the key.
Dante couldn't help to stare at her ass as she bent over. He couldn't believe what had just happened and Trish was acting so naturally. She straightened up and turned to look at him seductively and she walked towards him. He wrapped his arm around her waist and they headed to the entrance doors for a second time, hoping the key could unlock the house and much better if it were a master key.
"Ummm you know what, I need to wash my hands. Wait for me here okay?" Dante said suspiciously, then headed back to the fountain.
"Okay..." Trish said surprised. Why would he need to wash his hands?
Dante headed fast to the fountain. It was really uncomfortable to walk with that sticky sensation in his crotch, and if he didn't clean up fast it would dry and get worse. So he reached the fountain, he suspiciously turned his head back to see if Trish was looking and she wasn't so he unzipped his trousers and started washing his shaft and his underwear as he could. He zipped up his trousers again and turned to look at Trish. "Oh baby, if this was wearing clothes, how pleasurable would it be for real?" He returned to the entrance and took the key from Trish's hand.
"Everything okay?" Trish wondered as she saw that Dante's crotch was wet.
Dante followed her stare and saw he was wet at his crotch. "Ummm yeah, it's just that I accidentaly splashed myself" Being wet was far better than being all sticky with cum. He inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it; he unlocked the door to a different dimension. They didn't know they were about to enter to an unknown time and space, but soon enough they would come to meet with the unknown, the unexpected. Hollow creatures, ghosts and demons and the worst of all, the nightmares. For deep inside the guts of this house, lies a powerful darkness that can bring any soul to despair, fear and desolation, such that no single soul that has crossed the line has been able to surpass it.
They stepped inside the mansion.
"Wo!" Said Dante as they went down a few steps to reach to the main entrance. "This place is like a circus" Dante said surprised.
Trish turned to look at him. "A circus? I don't see any animals or clowns here" She said startled.
"Not yet...baby" He mumbled. "I mean, the place looked big from the outside but it's really huge inside"
They walked to the center of the huge lobby and stood there, staring to every corner of that mansion.
"Oh my..." Trish said as she looked to the ceiling. The ceilings were really high and a huge candelabrum was hanging right at the center of the parlor.
No matter where you looked, left or right there were doors and at the middle of the parlor there was a huge and wide staircase with an intense red carpet at the center. The decorations of the mansion were either red or black, and walls were completely painted black with intense red candles hanging from it. Hanging too from the walls were portraits from ancient times, people from the royalty painted with the darkest colors, making every portait seem so chaotic. Some other paintings didn't seem to make sense at all, as if they didn't belong there; for they were fascinatingly beautiful and painted with the brightest colors.
"So...what should we do?" Trish asked.
"Well, the place seems big, so before we begin upstairs, let's check up the first floor, shall we?"
"Alright" Trish said as she tried going separate ways to finish faster.
"Wo, wo! Together baby" Dante said slyly as he pulled from her arm to bring her closer to him again.
"But we're taking longer this way!" She complained.
"Doesn't matter baby. I don't want you to get lost here" He said as he wrapped his left arm around her shoulders.
Trish twitched her lips. "I can take care of myself Dante"
"I know babe, but we need to know this place first" Dante said serious as they began with the first door to the right. Dante was about to turn the door knob when he remembered something. "Fuck!" He said out loud.
"What is it?" Trish said suddenly agitated.
"I forgot the bag with the snacks outside" He said innocently.
"Oh Dante, I thought it was something more important"
"Let me go get it" He said as he ran to the entrance doors and as he got closer to it, once again the red power protected the door, there was no way out, for now that is. "Not again! I want my stuff!"
"Dante nevermind. Come back here and let's finish with this" Trish said relaxed. Then suddenly she surprised when Dante pointed his gun at her and shot.
"Don't move!" Dante shouted while the bullet passed beside her head.
Trish just closed her eyes strongly while the bullet passed her by and that moment she heard a demon's shriek.
"Didn't see that coming, did ya?" Dante said as he approached to her. "I can't believe you didn't sense that. A demon appeared through the wall and was about to drag you somewhere. You didn't see his claws beside your face?"
"No" Trish said startled. She really didn't feel or see anything.
Dante took a deep breath. "Okay, first rule. We don't separate. Second rule, we get away from walls" He said as he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her closer to him to separate her from the wall. "You don't wanna be trapped in another dimension"
"How convenient of you" She said slyly as she felt Dante's hands lowering to her waist. "So who do I thank whenever I feel hungry or thirsty?" She said mocking.
Dante stared at her and raised an eyebrow. "As if we had time to think of that!" He said a bit bothered.
He was about to open the first door again when Trish interrupted him.
"Dante?" She said loosening from his grasp.
He kept his hand over the door knob and turned to look at her. "What is it baby?"
"Can we go there first?" She said pointing to a hallway at the other end of the parlor.
Dante looked and then added. "That's the last place we're going to" He turned the knob and the door opened a little.
"Why?" Trish complained. "I wanna go there first!"
"Trish, we're going here first, period!" Dante said serious as he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her closer.
Trish got a little pissed. "Dante! What was the first thing I told you?"
Dante took a deep breath and put his hands at his hips. He lowered his face and closed his eyes.
"That I hate being controlled!" She said a little upset.
Dante lifted his face a little. "I'm not controlling you" He said weary.
"You're forcing me to do something I don't want to" She complained.
Dante put a hand over his face then took a deep breath. "Alright..." He said giving up. "Let's go there first" He said a bit bothered.
Trish just grinned and started heading that way.
Dante left the door slightly open. "I can't control you but you can control me..." He mumbled.
"You said something?" Of course she heard what he said.
"Nothing" He walked behind Trish and as he reached to her he laid his hands on her waist. Then suddenly he heard the door from that room opening. He turned to look and it had opened completely; he could see a shadow passing by inside the room. It looked like a big room, then he turned around and didn't take that too seriously. Suddenly he jerked as a deafening sound resounded in the parlor. The door had shut so violently. Trish didn't scare much at the sound, but she did feel him jerk, so she turned to look at him.
"Oohh...ghosts...you scared baby?" Trish said mocking.
"Oh shut up" Dante said bothered as he kept staring to that door. He sensed a very strange power, it was hard to tell if it was evil or not, but he could feel it so vividly.
Trish noticed he was serious, so she just kept walking. She took his hands that were still at her waist and pulled from them, bringing him closer to her. She wrapped his arms around her stomach and continued walking. She loves to feel him close and it makes her feel so safe and besides it brought very nice memories. Dante kept silent and just held her tight. He loves having her so close too, so they felt pretty comfortable this close.
They walked through the hallway and it led them to a dining room that in contrast with the parlor, this room's walls were completely white. No single decoration but a large rectangular mirror. At the center of the room there was a big, round, wooden table with 7 chairs. There was another door there that led to the kitchen, so they went there and took a look around.
"It isn't that bad" Trish said as she approached to the fridge and opened it. She screamed so loud that even Dante freaked out for a second. She shut the fridge right away and ran to the counter beside the fridge. She stood right in front of the sink and held herself from it as she tried recovering her breath.
"What is it baby?" Dante wondered as he opened the fridge to see what had scared her so much. The fridge was empty, a little dirty but nothing to freak out about. He approached to her from behind and felt her shaking. "Trish?"
Trish was breathing heavily still. She was facing down with her eyes closed when suddenly she heard a drop of something. She opened her eyes and saw blood dripping into the sink. She reached her hands close to her body and a lot of blood was suddenly dripping onto her hands. She started crying as she reached her hands to her neck and a lot of blood began gushing out. She cried and screamed like mad while Dante freaked out without knowing what was going on. She felt so much pain and fear running through all of her body. She felt her head fall off and she simply fainted.
Dante was behind her so he stopped her from falling. He felt her body so heavy all of a sudden. "Trish, Trish!" He slightly slapped her face several times to wake her up. "Trish wake up! What's wrong!" He kept slapping her face with no response. He was beside the sink so he opened the tap and gathered some water in his hand. He was about to spatter it over her face when he saw it wasn't water, but blood. He freaked out and even dropped her to the floor. He looked at the faucet and yes, it was blood what was running from it. "What the hell!" Dante said startled.
Trish woke up due to the hit onto the floor, but that fear she felt moments ago hadn't yet disappeared, instead it grew stronger. She began crying again. "Dante!" She cried desperately as she reached her hands to her neck and it was fine, no blood, no nothing. She stood up and embraced him strongly.
Dante turned his look at her and embraced her too. "It's okay baby" He tried to soothe her. He turned his look again at the faucet, and it was water again, flowing naturally. He looked at his hand and it was still wet with water. It had all been a hallucination. He took a deep breath and turned off the tap. He kept embracing her and rubbing her back trying to soothe her. He wondered why was she so troubled? He grabbed her cheeks and looked at her straight into her eyes. "What did you see Trish?" He said a bit worried.
Trish tried to control her sobs. "I- I- I saw my head..." She said with tears in her eyes. She couldn't control it. "...and it was being eaten by worms and bugs and..." Her tears rolled down her still moist cheeks, but Dante wiped them off right away with his thumbs.
Dante pulled her closer to him again and embraced her strongly. "It was just a hallucination baby, it's alright" He said softly as he stroke her hair.
"I know..." She said as she drew apart from him, a bit more relaxed now. "...but it's not something you expect. To see your head on a plate. And it felt so real" She said slowly as she reched her hands to her neck again, with fear.
Dante took a deep breath. "Okay..." He said sighing. "Don't believe everything you see. We have to be careful with every step we take"
Trish just nodded and stood still where she was.
"I told you it was better to start with the other door first" He said as he was already heading to the parlor again. Then Trish stopped him.
"Hey wait!" Trish yelled.
Dante stopped and turned to look at her.
"What happened to the don't separate thing?" She complained while she ran to his side.
Dante just chuckled. "Sorry babe, I thought you would follow me" He said as he put an arm around her waist. "Who's scared now?" He mumbled. Trish just stared at him suspiciously. "C'mon let's go" He said suddenly.
They were walking out of the kitchen when all of a sudden a dagger was flying directly to Trish's neck from behind. Dante had his senses too sharp, so he just moved his hand from her waist and catched the dagger right before it would stab her neck. It reminded him of the Bloody Puppets.
"Where did this come from?" Dante wondered as he looked back. The kitchen had just a window with view to the backyard and a door leading to it. There was no sign of a demon or else there; so how could a dagger come from behind? He sensed a strange power again, but it surely didn't feel like a demon. And it hadn't been a hallucination for he was still holding the dagger.
Trish turned to look at him and saw him holding the dagger. She blinked slowly. "They want my head, don't they?"
"That's ridiculous Trish, of course not!" Dante said while he thought of the reasons why the demons could want her dead; and not only the demons but the house itself. 'Cause it was evident that what had just happened was done by that strange power of the house. "C'mon Trish, let's begin this crazy tour" He said as he motioned her to walk.
As they walked out of the kitchen, Dante pierced the dagger into the wall beside the kitchen door and right when he did, a strange shriek was heard. They surprised and stopped to take a look, but there was nothing different, no movement, nothing; so they continued walking.
A black spot began to appear around the dagger and with time it seemed to grow, though very slowly.
They finally reached to the parlor and stood right at the center. They looked around the whole parlor.
"Ready for some fun?" Said Dante.
"Fun?" Trish complained.
AN: So what do you think? Did you like? Leave your review, comments... I'll try to update faster this time. I have a lot of ideas but remember this is happening in real time. I have nothing written yet, it's all in my mind and mixed so I have to set it right.
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed. Till next chap. ;)