My next chap in The Occult haunting ground fic :D it mght be short we will see some humor, and a sweet little scene in the end :P then some more humor at the end so without further ado here you are my loyal readers :)
Fiona ran. Ran as hard as he legs could carry her. She burst out the door back into the garden and turned to the locked door. Her heart was beating fast, and she couldn't calm herself down. She just practically heard a threat of rape.
'Cause I sure as hell won't go near whoever that guy is. Come on you damn key get IN!' Fiona shoved the key into the key hole and unlocked the door and burst through.
She ran down a large hall more of that girls paintings lining the wall as well as medieval relics such as suits of armor or swords on the wall. After awhile she stopped placing a hand over her heart as she tried to steady her breathing. When she felt calmed down she looked around and noticed she was in a bathroom. It was a mess; broken tiles and holes in the wall. Her eyes saw a sink that was white clean; she made her way to it and tried to see if the water worked. It did and it seemed clean enough. Fiona turned the water on more and cupped her hands under it till she had a nice pool of water in her hands and splashed it against her face. It helped her calm down a bit and wake her up again.
'It must be nearly twelve am perhaps.' She thought remember that the moon was out right now s no doubt it was some time at night. She found a dry and clean towel hanging from the sink and dried her face off with it.
Feeling refreshed Fiona walked out of the bathroom and reentered the hall she was originally in when she entered the castle again. She noticed another door that she must have passed in her running. She walked up to it and tested to see if it was unlocked. It was. Opening the door she stepped into what seemed to be a kitchen.
"Eww…I don't think I will ever eat meat again." She said as she spotted a meat carcass hanging from the beam near the ceiling. It was not a very pleasant sight given it seemed to be freshly slaughtered. Fiona took her eyes away from it and noticed another door on the other side of the kitchen; making her way over she entered into a vast and beautiful dinning hall. A large table that could seat twenty people or more stood in the center. It was one of those tables one expected to see in a rich mans house.
'Then again whoever owns this castle must have a great deal of wealth…even if it is slightly ruined'
Fiona didn't find much of interest in the dinning hall so she headed back to the kitchen and found a stair case that lead to a cellar. There on a large table was a piece of paper. When Fiona looked at it closer she immediately grabbed it and held it like a precious treasure. "A MAP!" She screamed then clamped a hand to her mouth and moved a bit to the darkness and waited…..and waited. Nothing.
"Thank goodness…I don't know if that…monster is nearby but better safe then sorry."
Fiona took her time to look over the map. "Hmm this place is big…but at least ill know where I am so I won't get lost." Fiona headed back up to the kitchen. But when she entered she felt…Goosebumps…like someone was watching her. Slowly she walked looking about…her heart racing her body ready to pump adrenaline into her system. Was that…breathing she heard …was it her own….or…..someone else's?
Fiona turned back to the door she had entered from the hall her back to the kitchen counter. She stood still for a moment then turned placing her hands on the counter….and came face to face with that giant brute of a beast again. His mouth was open wide in a sort of grin. He grumbled and growled in glee as he brought his face closer…..closer…closer….closer till his mouth could bite her and then…Fiona quickly jumped away as the brutes arms came about trying to grab her. She slid across the wall as he waved his arms at her extending them as far as he could across the counter trying to grab her. Fiona soon ran. Fear gripped her heart she didn't know where she was going but anywhere was better then there. She bust open a door as the big brute started to give chase. She soon found her self at a stair case heading up. She ran but tripped near the first step and soon felt a sharp pain in her ankle. Sitting on the step she pulled her leg closer and felt where the pain was. It felt wet and her boot was staining red a bit. It hurt and it was worse trying to put weight on it.
"Damn it Damn it" She said as she got up as best she could a tried to get up the stairs. She looked near the bottom and her pursuer stood their laughing to himself with glee as he slowly shuffled up the stairs towards her. Fiona managed to reach the top of the stairs and attempted to run but her leg gave out from the pain in her ankle and she sprawled onto the floor. She watched with horror as he got closer…and closer….and closer…but just before he could grab her a voice sounded.
"EXIRE DEBILITAS!" Someone said.
The brute…Debilitas stopped and looked towards the hall then to Fiona and frowned and shuffled off somewhere else. Debilitas was angry. He wanted to play with that doll. To hug it, to hold it, to squeeze it but everyone kept denying him. She kept running from him. He just wanted to play. All this made the poor creature even angrier as he made his way to the garden. Next time….next time he would catch the doll and this time no one would stop him and if he couldn't play with the doll then no one could.
Once Debilitas was gone Fiona turned to the hall way and saw four robbed figures reveal themselves. One was dressed in a brown monkish sort of robe a hood covering his face in darkness. The other three all wore black robes and hoods that shrouded their faces in darkness. But Fiona knew two of them…she didn't know if there were more black robed people but she was sure that one of them was Lewis and the other was Michael. The other was no doubt a woman given her chest was noticeable despite the robe.
"Lews? Michael?" She asked.
"Yes little lady. Tis us are you okay?" Lewis asked in concern. Michael merely nodded.
The man in the brown robed looked at them for a moment then stepped towards Fiona a bit.
"I am Riccardo, keeper of the castle." He said.
'That voice. He is the one who said I would be his!' Fiona felt even more fear collapse onto her. Now she stood face to face with the man who threatened to RAPE her! She stepped back a bit and swallowed.
"So sorry to hear about your accident."
'Accident?' Fiona thought as she tried to figure out what he meant.
"Your parents…"
Fiona felt a slight stab of pain in her mind as images assaulted her memory. A car…her parents screaming…the crash. Fiona placed a hand to her head feeling dizzy.
"As Master Ugo and Mistress Ayla are both deceased, you, Miss Fiona are the sole surviving heir of Belli Castle."
'Wait…this castle…is mine…but how my parents never told me this.' Fiona felt more dizzy she could hear Lewis whistle in surprise over the news. The woman just stared at her. Fiona couldn't tell but in that darkness of her hood Fiona felt that woman was glaring at her.
More images flashed in her mind and Fiona held her head staggering slightly.
"Are you in pain, Miss? Will you be alright?"
Fiona's vision started going black...all the memories…the headaches, the pain in her ankle and the lack of rest was starting to take its toll.
"You've had a long day. Please rest upstairs. Your bed has been prepared."
Fiona began to fall to the floor as he mind fell into unconsciousness. She would have hit the floor hard if not for a swift black robed man moving fast and catching her in his strong arms.
"Aww Michael…that's so sweet I knew you liked her." Lewis winked to his friend.
Michael stared down at the woman in his arms then glared at his friend. "I just don't want her cracking her head…Lorenzo would be pissed if we let his granddaughter get hurt."
"Sure whatever you say." Lewis grinned.
Michael contemplated throwing a rock into his teeth but didn't….for now.
Riccardo frowned at the closeness Fiona and Michael had at the moment but ignored it. She would be his…eventually. "Take her to her room and put her to bed." With that he headed back to his lab.
Once he was gone there only remained the three black robes.
"Well get her to her bed…and no funny business Lewis." The woman said.
"Rei you wound me. I would never force myself on a woman."
"Pfft you're the womanizer of us. Honestly its unhealthy that you flirt with that incomplete homunculus."
Lewis leaned towards Michael and whispered, "At least when I offer something the opposite sex takes it"
Michael chuckled then said, "Well I will take her to her room. Farewell."
"And find her some proper clothes. Honestly I wouldn't be caught dead in such revealing clothes."
"You'd have to be dead six months to fit in them." Lewis said then ducked as Rei threw a brick at his head. "Whoa woman take it easy."
"Ugh pig." Rei turned and walked off.
"Sheesh someones suffering PMs."
"Lewis shut up." Michael walked off carrying Fiona gently to her room.
Lewis just stood there for a moment. "…Im gonna go see if Daniella wants some help." Lewis said to himself as he fantasized over all sorts of things he could help Daniella with….and not cleaning or cooking.
Michael laid Fiona onto the bed gently. "Hmm why did Lorenzo bring her here…she has no talent as an alchemist…so why?" He removed her boots and set them on the floor near the bed the noticed the blood on her stocking and removed it slowly.
"Damn she got a good gash from that step." Fiona's ankle was caked in dried blood and there was a good three inch gash there still bleeding. "This shouldn't be to hard to fix."
Michael opened his robe some and pulled out a small vial with a green liquid within then took a roll up bandage and poured the liquid onto the open wound.
Amazingly as soon as it made contact the wound sizzled and slowly the wound began to close till only a small cut remained. Then he wrapped the bandage around her ankle and put on a fresh stocking.
"There…shouldn't even leave a scar." Michael turned to walk towards the door but stopped and looked at the sleeping Fiona. "Why is she here?" He stepped and kneeled down and placed a hand on her cheek and gently slid it across. "Whatever the reason…Something…just doesn't feel right…and ill find out." With that he stood and walked towards the door. As he closed the door a corner of his robe got stuck as the door closed and tore but Michael was to lost in thought he didn't notice.
"I need to get back to work on that fairy amulet….but after that ill get some answers….and if not ill find out on my own."
Well there you go hope you like it a bit of slight romance or soon to be and some attempts at humor.
