1Missy The Vampire, Part 6: A New Place To Call Home

The white haired vampire sat up, shifting his glare towards the other man as Vadim spoke.

"You put shame to the vampire race." His voice was blunt, straight to the point, and disapproving of his actions. "Now, what is your name?"

All the vampire replied with was a wicked, tainted smile, "Sin." Then suddenly vanished from the room.

Vadim lowered his glance to the ground, soon realizing he was alone in the darkness of the empty room. He turned, facing the window, and jumped out only to land gracefully on his feet near Brett and Missy.

"Have you found any injuries?" Concern was shown in Vadim's eyes as he asked Brett the first thing that came to mind.

Brett paused, he was afraid of how Vadim might react to the answer. His hand ventured over the wound, gently touching it. "He may have bit her.." Then stood up, pulling Missy up also, carrying her in his arms.

Vadim moved closer, "Should I take her instead?.. You two may stay at my house for as long as it's needed."

Brett nodded then gave Missy to Vadim for him to carry, as they made their way to the mans house.

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Upon arrival, to Brett's amazement, Vadim stood in front of the dark mansion doors.

"Could you open the door please? My hands are kinda full.." He asked politely to Brett.

Brett then snapped out of his daze, quickly opening the large, heavy doors.

A loud creel echoed along the wide halls and throughout the main room; revealing the palace-like home.

"You two may receive a tour tomorrow, we all shall share a room tonight, just so we can keep an eye on each other." A sly smile grew on Vadim's pale face as he turned around, facing the stairs. Those weren't his intentions at all for the night, because he also had other plans for Brett. He slowly made his way up the staircase directly across the room from the doors.

Brett caught up to Vadim, following him to a pitch black room.

Vadim walked in, nudging his arm against a light switch, filling the rather giant room with a crimson red light.

Brett walked in after him, "This is the room we're sharing?..." He then made his way to one of the three king sized beds, collapsing onto it.

Vadim gently laid Missy on another bed, near the middle of the two. When he finished covering her slim, but gorgeous, body with the covers, resisting the temptations and left the room to go to the nearby bathroom. He returned with a warm and wet washcloth, bringing it to Missy. "If you'd like to wash up and borrow some clothes, you may." Vadim called over to Brett, who was staring at the black curtains, noticing how it matched everything else in the room except the light.

Brett stood back up, leaving towards the bathroom that Vadim had just came from. The walls, towels, floor, was all black also. "Figures.." he mumbled as he slipped off his clothes.

The warm water of the bath was running as he slowly stepped in. He flinched slightly as the water hit his bare skin. Brett soon relaxed and closed his eyes, laying in the bath that seemed to melt his troubles away. As the steam floated around the bathroom, it made a light blush cross his cheeks from the warmth.

A few moments later his eyes flashed open, remembering the situation he was in. Brett quickly stood up, draining the water out of the bathtub and grabbing a towel. He grabbed his clothes after with the towel wrapped around his waist.

The door creaked open a little when he opened it.

Vadim had been wiping off the now dried blood from Missy's neck with the damp washcloth. The soft blush was almost noticeable on Vadim's cheeks as Brett walked out of the bathroom. He fought to control his stuttering words, "If y-you'd like to borrow some clothes, I'll show you to my closet.." Vadim offered, though he secretly wanted him to stay the way he was.

Brett simply nodded and opened the door of the bedroom and waited by it for him. Vadim threw the washcloth into the sink before he left the room, Brett following behind him.

An awkward silence was formed as they walked along the log narrow hallways. When they arrived to his room, he noticed the door was the same as the others, except a small red paper that stuck to it.

"Seal of-" Brett was cut off as Vadim covered the rest of it with his hand, then opening the door, pulling him in.

"H-hey!" He called out, being pulled in.

"Shh!" Shushed Vadim, "If your too loud, you'll wake Missy..."

Brett realized this as he walked over to another door, "Is this the closet?" he then turned the knob of the door, seeing a lovely line of clothes. "Wow.." he stood, surprised at how similar their taste of clothing they had.

"Choose whatever appeals to you." Vadim didn't care what the mortal chose of his, all he had on mind was one thing.