Disclaimer: I still don't own any SC3 things…

A/N: I've been super busy, but I didn't forget about this. Being in high school can be stressful.

Chapter 4: Meeting Again

"Open up, Lady Worthy." Several loud bangs woke me up from my sleep. Amy was asleep on the other side of my bed. The guards were looking for her, now.

"Amy, wake up." I lightly shook the little girl, "Go hide under my bed, the guards are looking for you." The little girl quickly scrambled under my large bed. Although I was married to Charles, I still had a separate room I could use, "Come in."

Charles and his guards looked around in my closet. I wore my long robe, hiding y wing injury. I didn't want them to be suspicious.

"She has to be here somewhere. The whole palace was locked last night, she couldn't have gotten out. Men, do an extensive search! Her execution is today." My husband turned to me, "Just get some rest, love. We will find her soon." He wanted to kiss me, but I quickly turned my head. Something inside me wouldn't let me be kissed by him.

"They're gone, for now." Amy crawled from under the bed, "You didn't even let him kiss you!" She seemed happy that he wasn't getting any attention from me.

"Come on, you have to get out of here." I opened my large glass window.

"Are you sure that you can fly?" she looked at my bandaged wing.

"I heal extremely fast, so don't worry." The bones of my wing were already set firmly in place. She climbed on my back and we took off. It is pretty hard to miss me when I fly through the air, so I had to move fast.

"My lord! Our Lady is going to personally kill the heathen herself!" the most cowardly of the guards spotted me out. That's fucked up.

"They're escaping, you idiot!" the coward got smacked in the head. Ha. Several men threw a large net at me, like you would do a bird in the air. I hate those nets. I sped up immediately, but was still caught.

"Damn net…" we were trapped, but none of the guards were willing to get us out. Most of the guards knew that deep down; I would throw a fit inside giant nets. Charles was the only one brave enough to get her out and confront my horrible temper, which earned him several bruises and cuts.

"Finally, the little bitch is caught." He held Amy in the air by her long, red hair. She screamed like he was killing her, "Shut up!" one of his giant palms made contact with her cheek. I was trying to throw off some fat boy that was sitting on me. Amy was sent flying a few feet from the impact. A giant red palm covered half of her face.

I stopped thrashing quite suddenly. Something wasn't right, besides my husband. We all heard a low, deep growl from somewhere.

"Now you're gonna die! Ha!" Amy sat up, holding her face.

"Agh!" the cowardly guard was thrown out of the darkness, dead. Several deep slashes decorated his neck, arms, and legs. A deep red spot covered the place where his heart is. A man came out of the darkness, with a bloody rapier in his hand. His blonde hair was down near his face. He wore the clothes of a Count, with the cape blowing in the wind. His eyes were orange, and his face seemed to be extremely angry.

"Amy, what happened?" his voice was smooth and rich, like some melted chocolate. I felt his eyes on me and Charles most of all.

"The mean men tried to kill me for something I didn't do! Miss Valentine is really nice; she likes me and tried to save me. Daddy, she likes you!" Amy really did have a big mouth. I would have said something, but being crushed takes most of your breath.

He scared of the fat boy that was crushing me and cut away the net, "After all these years, you're still need help, especially your husband."

That voice was so familiar, "Raphael!" I didn't know that the boy can look that good. Wait, I am a married woman, I can't think about other men like that.

He had his signature smirk on, making fun of me in a net. I know that he still can be an ass. In a flash, all the guards were dead, making Charles fidget. Charles was a wuss of his own.

"Ah, yes. Raphael the Vampire, now is it? It doesn't matter, you freak of nature. You and that little bitch of your will die!" Charles retrieved his lance from behind him. Personally, I didn't think that vampires could be real, but Raphael showed him two sharp sets of fangs.

Charles charged at him suddenly, but Raphael dodged his attack effortlessly. The setback to having a large weapon was that you're usually slower that a person with a smaller weapon. I heard several screams as my 'brave' husband was cut on his arm. If he didn't duck his head, he would have been killed.

"Ha! Give up now, or she dies!" Charles held Amy by her hair, and put a dagger to her throat. Raphael slowly let go of his weapon.

"Too late!" he pulled back his hand, ready to slash her throat. Being the person I am, I couldn't let him do this to my little…friend. I flapped my wings hard as I could, make a dust storm. He had to let go of her, since the dirt flew in his eyes. Amy, being smarter than my husband, shielded her eyes and ran to her daddy.

"You witch!" I didn't notice when he ran behind me, wanting to spear me with that lance of his, literally. I could move fast, but not as fast as he was moving. I heard a grunt and turned around. The tip of the lance was stuck right in Raphael's chest, the rest of it stopped by his hands. The weapon bended and broke off at the tip, sending Charles to the side.

"You saved my little girl. We're not even yet, though." He lifted me on his back and jumped on someone's house. I was surprised that Amy could jump as high as her father. In a moment, the three of us were gone from the castle.

"Daddy, you're hurt!" Amy tried to pull out the large metal object out of his chest. I helped her pull it out, and put my hands on his bloody chest. His blood wasn't red, but it like a golden color.

"I need to feed…I need blood." He was losing blood by the minute. He looked at me, almost in a begging way.

"You drink blood?!" I backed up instantly. That was just gross.

"Come on, Miss Valentine! Just a bite on the wrist in your vein; it won't hurt that much." Amy looked into my eyes, "You like him, anyway." She had a smart mouth for a little girl.

I gave my wrist into his hands. He held it up to his mouth and bit down hard. I could feel his fangs going in; the pain was like a spreading burn. I screamed a little and he pressed my wrist deeper into his mouth. A moment later, he pulled himself away from my bleeding wrist and licked the blood from his mouth.

"Ow, that burns!" the stinging burn didn't go away. He took a cloth and tied it around my wrist. He put his mouth right next to my ear, "You're blood tastes really good…" he nuzzled the base of my neck and left a trail with his tongue. The once bleeding hole was gone, and only the hole in his clothes is left. He takes his hand and puts it on my cheek. His cool hands shocked my warm cheek. His pink lips are so cute…I am a married woman… My thoughts of being a dedicated wife ended quite suddenly. He lifted my chin and kisses me, letting his tongue slip past my lips.

I gasped at what he did and he smiled into my mouth. Did this man understand that I am still a married woman? It did feel good to be kissed for the first time in a long time, so I just returned the kiss he gave me. He lays me on the ground and straddles me, never breaking the kiss for a while.

He broke the kiss after a while, his eyes shinned with a naughty gleam in his eyes, "How has married life been?"

A new chapter, finally! Sorry everyone, but now I back!

Special! If anyone wanted to make my custom character Lilith for your SC3 experience, well here's how! (If some parts are not there, ya don't need them.)

Female (duh)

Job: Dancer! (Yeah!)

Hair: Semi-Long (Straight) (01,27)

Mid Torso: Bandit's Robe (23,20)

Neck: Winged Cape (01,14)

Waist: Guardian Belt (23,20)

Upper legs: Long Pants (01,14)

Feet: Decorative Boots (23,20) (01,14)

Face: 02

Eyebrows: (01,27)

Eyes: (36,21)

I know she doesn't look to be 30 years old, but she IS an angel, after all.