A/N: okay okay. I'm not yet getting bored with this storyline, I still have a lot to put in it I'm just trying to bring it out ^^" so please be patient with me. This chapter may be fairly long compared to the others so if you've got a problem with that then...tough :) anyway, on to comment responses^^
Comment Response:
MyChemicalBetrayal• Don't mind if I ask,but could you elaborate? In what way does Esther seem not to fit the 'queen of Albion' role? And that last bit sort of confused me, in what way do you think I'm going with this? Lol thanks for commenting.
Treachery of the White Angel
Chapter 4: The Home She Use To Know
Esther felt a familiar blush crawling across her face. Despite the dual edged sword carving itself into her side, the naked footsteps of Cain brought her joy. Blood pooled slowly around her knees and she wondered how exactly she was alive right now, but her mind kept drifting back to Cain who was approaching her.
Cain smirked at her once again broken form. The faint mark that the blade from the sword left on his palm, reminded him of the sheer amusement he felt once he shoved it deep into Esther's flesh. It wasn't harmful enough to kill her, but she was still a Terran..it was enough to hurt her serverely.
Her blood wafted through the air and into his nostrils and he felt his fangs pop into view. He frowned and thought that was strange, human blood was able to sustain him for a short time but like his siblings he preferred methuselah blood. Maybe her blood was special, she is a direct bloodline of royalty. Perhaps, one of her far ancestors was a methuselah and her blood smelled as enticing as such. Cain shook his head, if one of her far ancestors was a methuselah then she would be a methuselah as well and she was surely not a methuselah.
Interrupting his own thoughts, Cain folded his wings inside his back and knelt in front of a blindfolded Esther. Caressing the side of her face, he smirked as she leaned into his touch. He was the only thing keeping her afloat in her sea of madness. A cruel grin crossed Cain's face as he made his other hand wrench the blade out of Esther, all while still gently caressing her face. She screeched in pain and cried softly, her breath coming out in haggard spouts.
Cain unfurled two of his wings and began absorbing her blood which now leaked freely from her open wound.
"I will humor you tonight" he said cruely. "It'd be a shame if you bled to death in here wouldn't it, my star?"
He stood up in front of Esther and looked down at her, still holding his cruel smile of delight.
"We both know its in my power to take blood" lengthening his nails to talons, he quickly slashed his wrist open without a second thought. His blood leaking onto the floor. "And give it back"
Esther felt liquid pouring on the floor in front of her, but couldn't tell what it was. Not when it was this dark, and she also had on a blindfold. The hot pain in Esther's side made her groan lowly in pain. As much as she wanted to scream her lungs out, she knew that would only anger Cain and his wrath is much worse than the wound occupying the side of her stomach.
She jumped back in surprise once she felt something soft and fleshy approach her lips. It was wet so it couldn't have been Cain's lips. She felt a strong hold on the back of her head to hold it still and she obeyed quickly.
"You shouldn't be so jumpy Esther, I'm only trying to help you" Cain said rubbing circles into her scalp. "Now. Open your mouth"
With a slight blush, Esther did as she was told and almost gagged as the repulsive liquid was being poured down her throat. It tasted a lot like copper. Esther relaxed the best she could, this was Cain's blood. She should be happy that he's once again sharing his sacred blood with her. Not a wasted drop was set on the floor, she made sure all of it went down her throat and no where else. It was a privilege to even have the lingering taste on her tongue.
Cain only did this rarely. He didn't want Esther dead, not just yet. Cain never restrains himself during his visits with her, but sometimes he forgets that she's human and not as durable as a methuselah. That's when the blood giving would come into play. The blood that's, whipped, beaten, crushed, whacked, and torn out of her goes into his wings to be absorbed and back into her mouth to be consumed. How and when she gets her blood back is totally up to Cain, he usually never withholds her blood unless she angers him.
It was also an experiment of some sort, his curiousity peaked at the thought of a human exposed to not—the crusnik itself (as that would lead to her turning into a methuselah, if exposed again would she turn into a crusnik)—but his own blood mixed with the crusnik. What would become of that human? What creature would be produced from that?
The experiment ended in semi-failure. As many times as Cain gave his blood to Esther (always after an intense beating) she only got sick afterwards, but nothing in her scent changed nor the taste of her blood. She was still the same. Cain blamed her for that one too, it would've peaked his curiousity if something became of her but nothing happened. Esther was beaten half an inch away from death that day.
Esther was sleeping when Cain came in and unlocked the chain from around her neck. He gave her a bit of mercy since she was still recovering from that sword wound and was only left with the chain around her neck that night. He picked her up with ease, not that she wasn't fed regularly, she just weighed fairly light.
Cain's nose wrinkled up in disgust at her scent. She smelt of blood, dirt, fear, and human insides. Not that Cain minded that sort of smell coming off of her, he did prefer how she use to smell before he took her from those pests.
His naked feet sounded in the halls as non-speaking auto-jagers stood guard at every corner. Cain glared at the floor in thought, he'd have to talk to puppet master about them being so many in that one long hallway..it was annoying.
"Dont act like your so high and mighty Issak! Just because your Cain's lackey doesn't mean your any more appreciated than I am!"
Cain slowed his steps slightly and rose an eyebrow at that comment.
"Wait a minute we're not appreciated!"
A sigh came from the first commenter. "Obviously Helga, that's the point. God your such an idiot"
"I'm not an idiot you filthy Terran!"
"Silence! Your both fools! Mein Herr doesn't like to be disturbed and you both know full well he can hear better than all of us combined"
Cain turned the corner of the hallway with Esther still in his arms, earning a shocked look from Dietrich and Helga but a polite bow from a very annoyed looking Issak.
"Mein Herr" Issak muttered in acknowledgement.
Cain glanced at Helga and Dietrich expectantly, and they both awkwardly saluted him in respect. He rolled his eyes slightly and shifted Esther to a more comfortable position, which involved her head leaning on his bare chest. Helga noticeably shivered.
"You all were very loud" Cain looked down at the still sleeping Esther, for a human she's an awfully heavy sleeper. "You almost woke up Esther"
Dietrich sweat dropped knowing that not even a steam truck filled with a whole marching band could wake Esther up. Not unless you kick her or something. Issak smiled politely.
"Our apologies Mein Herr, I'll make sure you aren't disturbed in this manner again" Issak bowed again and seemed to finally notice Esther in Cain's grasp. "And what do we have the pleasure of seeing Esther up on the surface today? Something special I assume" he murmured.
Cain nodded, a cruel smirk appearing on his face. "Your correct Issak. We're taking a little road trip"
"Road trip, where are we going?" Dietrich asked. "If I have permission to ask anything that is...Mein Herr" he quickly added after sporting the irritated look in Cain's eyes.
Cain sighed. "Well if you must know puppet master. We're going to Albion"
a/n: I think I did pretty well for this chapter ^^ if I do say so myself. Anyway, I hope you guys liked it, let me know what you think. I'm totally pooped and ready to go to bed! its only 3:49AM and I'm already dead tired. To all those people that hated this chapter...sue me -_- peace!