Trinity blood chapter 10 The darkness is coming
I do not own Trinity blood nor Lord Byrons poem "She walks in Beuty like the night"
I do not own Trinity blood, it belongs to Sunao Yoshida. Then thanks to Undeadtiger, KURRYdaJIGGAmonkey and C.banker for betareading for me.
"Ion thank you for all the hard work you've done with my brother Abel, you have my sympathies for having to work with him for such a long time. You look tired, go now and rest for you will need it in the evening. Because tomorrow night I will call a meeting of the Council and make an announcement regarding your absence, and the bombing. Also in regard to the destruction of your grandmothers mansion by arson I will use all my resources to unravel this mystery. You will be thankful to know that we had some advance warning and were able to get your grandmother and the rest of the servants out in time. I have assigned her temporary residence in the palace. The Yeniceri will take you to her. Oh and Ion when the time comes someone will contact you about your ambassador position, do not fail me. You are dismissed." Seth said smiling playfully at him.
"Yes Empress. Thank you." Ion spoke quickly. He stood up and bowed to the Empress. He then turned around and quietly walked away leaving only the to Nightroad siblings.
"Don't you think that was a bit harsh? I thought you said you weren't going to punish him. You know as well as I do the opinions of the Albion nobles regarding the Methuselah. Do you know how they will treat him? The Tarrant hate the Methuselah end of discussion! Sure there may be one or two enlightened humans that tolerate their presence or even care about them. However right now peace treaties from what I gathered are still in their infancy stages. I also know its important to put a show of faith but do you know what sort of humiliating tasks that they may make ion do for them? They could make him hold their bags, fold their socks, fold their underwear, get them food, and drinks. They could even make him take the lint out from between their toes. Yuck!" Abel shuddered in disgust. "What are you playing at sister? What are you planning to do Seth?" Abel asked in a serious tone.
"Trust me Abel Ion's work in The Outer as an ambassador will not be that bad." Seth said smiling mischievously as she thought of what Ion was going to have to endure.
Outside the palace of St. Angelo, the plaza was bathed in shadows and moonlight. Dark storm clouds seemed gather sending theirs rumbles and growls on the plaza. A small candle that was burning in the window of one of the nuns was puffed out in a swift gust of wind. A sweet sour wind descended over the whole of the Vatican, casting its fridge chill under both doorway and window leaving no one unaffected. The small peasant street urchin's fleeing into the furthest corners of their small cardboard homes. Each seeking refuge from this chilling frightening wind. It seemed as though every cat and dog in the Vatican let out a hiss and growl. As if sensing an intruder into their separate territories. In the palace of St. Angelo even the two mightiest of Cardinals felt the effects of this supernatural storm. Cardinal Medici was in his office talking to brother Padros and sister Paula of the Inquisitorial department. A sudden burst of cold air rushed through the room. It seemed to crawl up the robes of the Cardinal, and his two subordinates seeking to caress each of their skins. Almost as swiftly as it arrived it seemed to leave. Only a small reminder of goosebumps remained on the Cardinal and the two inquisitors.
"What was that?" demanded Cardinal Medici. As both Pedro and Paula shook their heads at this eerie phenomenon.
Meanwhile on a separate side of the Vatican the most beautiful Cardinal in the world, Cardinal Caterina Sforza sat at her desk going over a mission report from the Black Widow, Monica Argento. When suddenly a burst of frigid air came from underneath her door and wrapped itself around her. It burrowed its way under her robes and left goosebumps all over her body. Then seeming departed.
"What was that? gasped Cardinal Caterina Sforza. She let out a small shiver. Whether it was the cold or from fright it seemingly gave her Caterina preferred not to think about. Granted she'd never been that terrified since when she was a little girl and vampires had chased her into the crypt. Then Abel had rescued her using his Crusnik powers.
'Abel where ever you are I wish you were here now.' Caterina thought sadly. She missed Abel a great deal. He was after all, one of her best AX agents. She also knew his bumbling and stupidity was just a act to hide how smart he really was.
Meanwhile, in the plaza the moon light was slowly being extinguished by the dark storm clouds, the light dieing along with its darker brother. The storm clouds sent their rumbles and growls on the plaza echoing over the stone statues and crosses. They seemed to announce the coming of an evil presence upon this most holy of places.
One last sliver of moon light escaped the storm clouds power it shone down the stone streets on to a statue of Christ hanging on the cross. The cross and figure cast one lone shadow across the coble stone street. One last glimer of light and shadow to hold the line against this coming darkness. This last shadow that still adored the stone streets seemed to have a life of its own. It seemed to move down shrinking closer and closer to the figure of Christ. Until the darkness and the blackness had all but consumed the symbolic Christian statue. For one brief instant the figure of Christ seemed to bleed not with blood but with a black oily like substance that pooled at it's feet. Out of the darkness of the statues own shadow and this oily black substance arose a figure clothed from head to toe in black. This man wore a black uniform that bore a unique resemblance to the Nazi Gestapo uniforms of World War II. He had on a pair of white gloves. A pentagram decorated with occult symbols and several mottoes, written in latin were sown into them.
Long black hair hung down to his hips and he was graced with an angel's face.
""As nightfall does not come all at once, neither does oppression. In both instances, there is a twilight when everything remains seemingly unchanged. And it is in such a twilight that we all must be aware of change in the air-however slight-lest we become unwilling victims of the darkness.'--William Douglas." The man smirked. He gazed up at the pale moon that cast it own light down on the statue where he now stood. Almost as if it was a spot light in a play and it was focused on him the single actor on the stage that was the plaza.
""Curse not the darkness.'--Midnyte Roze." The man smirked. He snapped his fingers in joy as he was sure this was going to be a very interesting night.
"Yes tonight is positivly going to be murder. "Nobody knows what darkness conceals.' --Paul Ruskin." He smiled laughing evilly to himself as he put his hands in his pockets and strolled toward the palace of St. Angelo.
Cardinal Caterina Sforza sat back down at her desk again going over the mission report from the Black Widow, Monica Argento. Suddenly the two glass windows in her office swung inward with the force of an explosion. The glass shattered against the walls and littered her office. Caterina noticed a small red spot on her desk. She then looked at her right hand a large piece of glass had been completely shoved through at her hand was bleeding profusely. She then touched her left hand and her right cheek. A shard apparently flew through the air and cut her leaving a large red line across her cheek that was also dripping blood. Cardinal Sforza got up from her desk and approached the mess.
"What could have done something like this?" The Cardinal wondered trying to ignore the pain. When a burst of freezing air came from both underneath her door and from her window. This mist wrapped itself around her. It burrowed its way under her robes and left goosebumps all over her body. This winded like mist seemed to hold her. Then slowly this mist began to take form. A figure clothed from with a black uniform that bore a unique resemblance to the Nazi Gestapo uniforms of World War II. He had on a pair of white gloves. A pentagram decorated with occult symbols and several mottoes, written in latin were sown into them.
Long black hair hung down to his hips and he was graced with an angel's face.
"Impossible! Dietrich von Lohengrin the puppet master of the Rosenkreuz Orden. No this isn't him he may have his face, but he looks more like Isaac von Kampfer the Wizard of machines. Either way the two of them should be dead!" Caterina wondered.
" What is going on here... now?! Answer me, who are you? You look like Dietrich von Lohengrin and Issac von Kampfer. What do you want here, and what are you doing here? Releasing me at once!" Cardinal Sforza demanded coldly at her captor. The man did not reply instead he tightened his grip around the Cardinal. He held both her wrists walked with his one right hand, and with his left. He quickly and carefully extracted the shard of glass that had been driven through Caterina's right hand. The glass shard extracted he placed it near his mouth and ran his tongue across it licking Cardinal Sforza's blood from it.
Once he seemed satisfied that he had not missed one drop of her blood he put the shard of glass on her desk. He then began to pick up her papers and other personal effects on her desk that had gotten blood on them and licked them clean. Once Again he seemed satisfied that not one drop of her blood been wasted. The men then brought Caterina's right hand up to his lips and he began to run his long tongue over her injuried hand. The vampire tightned his grip quickly as he felt his captor resisting him. He returned Caterina's hand to her side he then ran his tongue across her injuried cheek. The Methuselah seemed to purr with contentment as he tasted her blood. He seemed to be savoring it like a connoisseur would savor a fine wine.
"It's alright my dear, I will not hurt you do not fear me. My angel of the night, my tovalish, my precious Marika. Though you may be a terran I still love you. Do you remember what you asked me on that day?" The Lord duke not waiting for a reply. He continued with his murmurings.
"You asked me if I would still love you if you became a Methuselah. I said that I would love to you as both a terran and a methuselah it did not matter what race you were. You said you would come and live with me and give birth to my children. Marika The Methuselah lord spoke gently as he continued to hold Cardinal Caterina in his arms lovingly.
"Post coitus carpe noctem. After sex we seize the night." he spoke whispering lovingly into her ear, the phase in Latin. Cardinal Caterina Sforza, Though she knew Latin, her knowledge of the translation didn't make her feel better. His tongue slowly carressed Caterina's cheek once more, and then a it slowly made its way up and moved a its way slowly, around her ear. The Methuselah in question reached around pulling Caterina's chin up to face him. With a look of predatory lust in his eyes he pressed his lips to hers. His tongue entered her mouth forcefully enjoying her stuggle. It was more than clear from the look on the methuselah's face what he wanted from the Duchess of Milan.
"Wait, this isn't my Marika! The blood lust it's uncontrolable. I have to stop this now! May the Empress forgive me for my weakness ." He screamed silently. Then suddenly the vampire pulled away. He rapidly reached into his pocket, pulling out a small canteen of water, along with a small pill box. He quickly popped a pill into the water. The water turned red and popped he then drank the water greedily.
"I... I... I am, I am, sorry. I am sorry your eminence Cardinal Sforza. Please may the Empress and yourself forgive me for my disgraceful actions. That was unexcusable that I a proud noble, the Duke of Meinz would attempt to force myself onto a terran of your stature and power. Please allow me to explain my actions?" The methuselah lord practically threw himself upon the Duchess of Milan's feet.
"My, My, name is... my full name and title is..." the Duke Meinz seemed to be struggling with some sort of inner foe. He collapsed to his knees, upon the shards of glass. His puples seemed to change in an instant from a mixture of black and gray, to a soft greenish gold. In that moment the demeanor of the Methuselah suddenly changed as well. he stood up and kneeled before Cardinal Sforza.
"Please give me your eminence for my previous actions. If you would allow me the opportunity to explain myself. I will happily give you a perfectly reasonable explanation for my previous actions. That being said, if the explanation is not acceptable to your eminence you may of course, kill me. Do you accept these terms?" The lord of Nigeria asked kindly.
"Yes please explain yourself. But I warn you attempt to seize me and I will have you shot." The cardinal replied. "This is bad, and dealing with a potentially insane up vampire and not one of my AX agent's have responded. There must be a reason. I just had to keep him talking until I find out what it is." Caterina thought carefully.
"Thank you, I appreciate your great kindness towards me and my race. Most Methuselah believe that the Terran of the outer would gladly see all of us died you have changed all that at least for me. Surely the strength of your eminence's heart is unmatched except by that of our glorious Empress Augusta Varadica. Please let me start at the beginning for my journey has been a long and strange one."
"Something isn't right. He's acting and speaking differently but why! I'm going to just hold on a bit longer until help arrives. This Methuselah is dangerous." Cardinal Sforza thought swiftly.
"First of all it is best to start with proper introductions, please allow me to introduce myself once again. My full name, rank and title in the empire is Lord Alucard Duke of Nigeria. I am second in the Imperial secret Council to Mirka Fortuna Duchess of Moldova and head of the Imperial secret Council. Mirka Fortuna who is also grandmother to Ion Fortuna Earl of Mimphis the Empress's sword keeper. Ion Fortuna is a good friend to Astharoshe Asran Duchess of Kievi and Viscountess of Oddessa. Astharoshe Asran is the tovalish of Father Abel Nightroad who it is said in our empire to be your best AX agent. Please tell me if I have missed anything or omitted anything Duchess of Milan." Alucard reverently humbly kneeling.
"No your information is correct please continue." Caterina commanded.
"As I was saying I have been sent forth here by her Imperial Majesty to act as an ambassador to your people on behalf of the Methuselah empire. However before I was able to meet with your eminence, I was detained by Cardinal Medici and taken into the dungeons of San Angelo. Once down there, I suffered inhumane torture at the hands of the inquisitorial department. What those horrors that I experienced are best not discussed in civilized conversation. However what I can say is this I am myself, and yet not myself. My mind is my own, and yet it is not. It sometimes feels as though I am sharing my body with another person. Also it seems as though I find myself drifting back into the past and seeing loved ones who are now long since dead. However, eventually, I seem to find my way back. As I said before, please forgive me for my previous actions name seemed to have mistaking you for someone I loved long ago. Now on to another topic of conversation shall we. I wish to speak to you of a matter of grave importance. This matter concerns someone close to you your eminence. Please you may wish to sit down before I reveal such delicate information. It especially concerns a person close to you who, I am sure you have a strong connection to him being a fellow Cardinal."Alucard spoke carefully weighing each and every word. He looked carefully at that Lady Caterina who was nicknamed the woman of steel. Seeing how she could not move to closer to a chair he decided to continue.
"Your eminence, what I'm about to reveal to you may shake the very foundations of the Vatican you humbly serve and protect with your life. I fear that I may have discovered a dark secret concerning your fellow Cardinal Francesco Medici, who is head of the Inquisitorial department. Now, once I was able to free myself from the clutches of the Inquisitorial Department I wrapped myself in the black cloak I brought with me and told you that I was leaving. That was for the most part true however, I used that opportunity to fallowl Cardinal Medici. I found that after carefully observing his actions for three days. I found him going to a--"Alucard gasped clutching his chest as if in pain. "Your eminence I would advise running right now." The Methuselah ambassador let out an inhuman howl.
"Mmmm, pussycat." The Duke of Meinz stood up on his feet. He seemed impossibly calm. Alucard had a lecherous grin on his face, revealing his fangs to Cardinal Sforza. His eyes no longer a mixture of green and gold, but were now blood red. The way the Duke now looked at her with a predatory look. Like a carnivore gives its prey, when it's about ready to pounce on it.
"Your eminence I'll let you in on a little secret." Duke Alucard said as he rushed forward, grasping lady Caterina around her neck simultaneously pinning her arms behind her back against the wall.
"I have a great connection to father Nightroad, because he killed my predecessor Alfredo Duke of Meiz while on board the Tristan airship. Now, don't worry Cardinal Sforza I'm not a barbarian. I'll make sure you experience pleasure. I'm going to do things to you that mankind has seen in hundreds of years. Beautiful things, horific things. By the time I'm done with you you're going to be sore and won't be able to move around for a month. I'm going to kill you untill you love me." The Duke of Meinz whispered softly into her ear. Caterina could feel his hot breath on her neck as he slowly possitioned his fangs over the pulse point of her neck ready to sink into it. When suddenly the door of her office exploded in a shower of wood splinters. A single shot rang out. The Duke of Meinz lost his grip on the Cardinal dropping her onto the glass covered floor. The vampire in question lay thrashing about on the floor howling in pain and with a silver bullet lodged in his gut. A dark form leaned over the Cardinal.
Cardinal Sforza looked up expecting to see Father Trac Iqus, a.k.a. Gunslinger the mechanized android in service of the Vatican
"Father Trace thank heaven you arrived just in time. "Caterina gasped slowly catching her breath.
The figure in question, then leaned down to kneel before Cardinal Sforza.
" You left me no other choice my tovalish." The tall man pulled back the hood of his black cloak. Cardinal Sforza had Kate blink twice just to make sure she wasn't seeing double. For beneath the hood ther arose another figure identical to that of the fallen Duke of Meniz.
"I'm sorry your eminence please forgive me for my tovalish's previous actions. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lord Drageula Duke of Nigeria. Lord Duke of Meniz was my companion for this entry into the outer. The two of us have been sent forth by her Imperial Majesty to act as ambassadors to your people on behalf of the Methuselah empire. However before the two of us were able to meet with your eminence, my partner was detained by Cardinal Medici and taken into the dungeons of San Angelo. Once down there, he suffered inhumane torture at the hands of the Inquisitorial department. Once I helped him escape I was happy and it seemed he would be alright however, I was mistaken. Once he left my side I suspected that he might come here and in his unstable condition I feared that he would attempt to murder the Cardinal who imprisoned him or worse yet kill The Pope. I am truly sorry for what he attempted to do to you. As my partner previously said to you the two of us had been trailing Cardinal Medici. For quite some time he seemed his usual bitter angry self towards our race as usual, that is unfortunately not a comfort. Alucard and I tracked him for it was he who suspected something to be wrong with once the Cardinal suddenly acted quite cheery. We tracked him to--wait somethings coming. Quickly Cardinal Sforza take this! This paper contains everything we've found out about Cardinal Medici and his plan. It's encoded its secret is buried. A secret now that only fire can tell! Take it and go my life doesn't matter anymore. Please hurry, make sure Cardinal Medici is punished for his actions against the empire!" the Duke spoke quickly. A hail of gunfire from across the room slammed into The Lord Dragula, Duke of Nigeria as spent cartridges littered the floor. The smell of gunpowder rapidly filled the room, signifying the entry of AX agent Tracs Iqus a.k.a. Gunslinger. The gunmetal hound had come at last!
The Duke of Minz both lay dead blood pooling onto the floor.
"Cardinal Sfroza, "Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.'--Edna St. Vincent Millay. Acta est fabula plaudite The play has been performed; applaud! I have done my duty for my people." The lord gasped out dertermined to get one last message to her as he died.
Caterina looked at what was written on the paper.
Lord Byron "She walks in beauty, like the night"
She walks in beauty, like the night One shade the more, one ray the less, And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, Hello everyone I wanted to write a little something considering it is October and Halloween is getting closer! Remeber get scared to much and don't let your imaginations run away with you. After all it's only Halloween the day and night of the dead the most frightning time of the year! Happy All hollows Eve everyone! I am working on chapter 11 too. See ya! Dogsfang!
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!