Youko-chan=onward!
Walking down the stairs Dante shooed Toby out with a few shillings to find something to eat. The small boy smiled at her, not knowing she was female called her his big brother and aspired to be just like her.
Nellie was closing the shop having sold most of her pies already and needed to save the rest for the next day. Dante watched as she bustled around like normal and wiped the flour onto her already powdered dress.
"Why did you lie to Sweeney Todd?" she said. Nellie squeaked and jumped. She put a hand over her heart.
"Oh, Dante yeh gave meh a frigh'! Wha' do yeh mean lie?" she asked as she placed the plates into the cupboard.
"Why did you say Lucy was dead Nellie?" Dante snapped. Nellie's already pale face whitened. She took a small step back and hit the counter.
"I-no! I never lied, said she poisoned herself, never said she died!" Dante bared her teeth.
"You knew the woman was alive and yet you didn't tell him?"
"She's not Lucy anymore!" Nellie cried. "She went insane and started to babble, her skin started to rot and I couldn't control her!" Dante narrowed her eyes. "I wanted him to be mine!"
"And yet you still pulled moves onto him! Nellie, Sweeney's gone mad because he's lost everything and all you could think about was having him to yourself?" Dante took a few steps forward and pinned Nellie to the counter. "How could you?"
She didn't let Nellie continue and slapped the woman hard. "Silencio!" She waved her wand. Nellie clawed at her throat as she tried to scream for help but no voice came out.
"I'm going to make you suffer, just as you made Sweeney suffer." Dante then spelled the woman's hands behind her back and shoved her down into the boiler room. "No one will hear you scream." She whispered into Nellie's ear who began to silently cry.
Dante chained her to the wall and began to ward the room to keep the smell and sounds from escaping. Bellatrix might not have been the best choice to be raised by but she sure knew torture. Dante knew that Harry would not approve of her next actions but she also knew that he would not judge her because of them.
A few hours later Dante shoved a few healing potions down the poor woman's throat. Slowly the skin Dante had peeled off Nellie's arms and legs grew back, the bones unjammed and corrected, her nails grew back, her right eyeball slowly reformed, and her tongue regrew. Dante had placed a spell on the woman to keep her from losing her mind or fainting from the pain and took pleasure from the many screams the woman let loose.
She left the broken woman in the boiler room chained up to slowly heal and left to go up to the barber shop. Dante knocked softly and a minute later Sweeney opened the door.
Sweeney heard the knock and knew it was Dante, Nellie would just barge in. He patted Lucy on the head softly before going to open the door. He could smell the stench of blood before Dante even entered the room.
It had been around three in the morning so no one noticed the blood on Dante's clothing as she moved up the stairs. Now in the candle light, Sweeney could see it staining her clothes.
"Is she dead then?" He asked. Dante smirked and shook her head.
"The wonders of magic, torture can last for a long time." That insane glint in Sweeney's eye that had dimmed came back to life for a moment. "I know right?" She grinned and moved over to check on Lucy who was still unconscious but looked like she would wake soon.
"I have made my decision." Dante blinked and looked up at Sweeney.
"Sweeney…this is a final decision you can't just make these decisions in less than a few hours." She stood and walked over to the man. She would have continued to protest when she saw the sad look in his eyes. "Very well."
"Please leave me human until the judge is dead." Dante looked over and nodded.
"Of course, we want him to recognize you." Her fanged smirk made Sweeney feel drunk with excitement.
Oh how he loved Lucy, even after seeing her molding and diseased on his bed, Sweeney could only see the beauty in her features, her paled golden hair, wide lips and large eyes. He could live a thousand years of Lucy hating him for condemning her to a life of forever but he could never leave her to rot. He looked over to Dante and couldn't help but be grateful. He could feel Benjamin surface but he squashed him down.
In the many years Benjamin had begun to lose his mind and so he created Sweeney who was almost like another person with only a few traits of himself. The two kept each other company until Benjamin retreated into his mind and let Sweeney take over. Now that he knew that he would see his wife, Ben began to surface again but Sweeney, being a part of Benjamin loved Lucy just as much. He did not want to share but he also knew that Benjamin was the one Lucy loved.
He would have her turned; he would have her know him as Sweeney and Benjamin. She would accept them both and if she didn't Sweeney would make himself disappear as he only wished for blood, revenge, and Lucy's happiness.
Dante could see the conflicting thoughts pass through Sweeney's face but knew not to interrupt. Then finally the insane glint in his eyes died and he looked up from his hands.
"Please, heal her." Dante nodded, she knew something was off about him. Ever since Lucy had reappeared, he had been softer and less demanding. It must have been something that happened while he was in prison.
"Go and find both a male and a woman for her to feed on, we must see what gender she prefers before going to get more. New-bourns drink very often." Sweeney hesitated before nodding, his eyes hardening as he left the room.
Dante then proceeded to strip Lucy out of her filthy clothes and gagged at the smell. The woman was disgusting and smelled horrible. She then proceeded to spell the woman clean, and it took several spells to do so. Finally the woman was clean and Dante dressed her in a small shift and lifted her so that she could brush the tangled mess of thin blond hair.
Dante tucked the sheets tightly around the body before summoning some strong restraints and put them around Lucy and the bed, knowing that she would thrash around.
Sweeney returned with two people both knocked out. Dante inspected them and spelled them clean and tied them up in a corner of the room. Sweeney looked over at Lucy and his eyes softened and he smiled.
Dante noticed this and wanted to see if her suspicions were correct. "Benjamin?"
"Yes?" He replied automatically before freezing and turning to face her with wide eyes. "How-?"
"Your eyes are very expressive Mr. Barker." She replied. He looked down. "As I've said before, if Lucy truly loves you she will forgive you." Ben glanced up and for some reason seemed to know she was speaking to both of them.
Sweeney had allowed Ben some control before pushing him back down saying he needed rest. Ben went without protest this time, knowing that Sweeney, despite his insanity, did care about him. They were truly becoming two separate entities in one body.
"Now, Sweeney please take a few steps back I do not want you to interfere once I've begun." Sweeney raised an eyebrow before returning to his seat to watch Dante kneel before his beloved and tilt her head to the side.
Dante unlocked her jaws and proceeded to sink her teeth into the tender rotting flesh of Lucy's throat. She began to suck the dirty blood holding back her gag reflexes at the disgusting taste.
Finally she had drank most of the blood, just enough that the body would die if not turned, but not enough to shrivel the body. Dante then proceeded to pierce her own wrist and began to drip it over Lucy's white lips. The red stained them before dripping through them and onto her white tongue.
Dante could hear the blood slowly sinking into the muscles of her throat and eventually soaking to her heart. The heart which had begun to slow down greedily took in the foreign blood before a series of spasms ripped through it as the body began to truly die. Her heart slowed to a stop.
A few minutes later, Lucy's body began to move, first it was her hands twitching before her head began to toss and turn. Dante quickly spelled the room to be silent again just before screams ripped through Lucy's dry throat.
New blood began to pump through her desiccated veins and Lucy's eyes flew open, no longer the pretty blue but now an ugly brownish red.
"Quick, the bodies." Dante ordered. Sweeney got up and began to pull the bodies over. "Stand back again. We can't have her registering your scent as food." Sweeney nodded and walked into a corner and leaned against the wall.
She first lifted the man's wrist to Lucy's mouth and the woman opened her lips to reveal her eyeteeth slowly falling out to be replaced by sharp fangs glistening with blood. She sank her new teeth into the wrist and quickly began to drink the blood from the unconscious man.
When the body dried up, Dante pulled the wrist away. She had to yank it from Lucy's jaws as she did not let go, some of the human's skin tore in her mouth.
"Let go." Dante ordered. Lucy's now blood red eyes looked into hers.
Even if Dante was a new pure vampire herself, Lucy was still her childe and was compelled to do as she ordered. Dante was now her mother, master and lover in a way.
She let go and Dante took out the flap of skin and tissue and threw it away with the body. She then proceeded to give her the woman's wrist. Lucy's eyes narrowed down on it and she latched onto the wrist and began to suck slowly from it.
"I believe she likes females more." Dante said with an amused expression. Sweeney raised an eyebrow. "Not sexually you great oaf!" Dante rolled her eyes at the perverted grin he wore that did not quite match his face and he left. Dante decided that his face was more suited for either smiles, crazy and kind, or snarls. Perverted grins were the Judge's specialty.
That thought made Dante's blood boil. She couldn't wait to torture the man, he had inflicted much pain in his lifetime and she would return it, letting Sweeney have the final blow. She then looked over to Lucy who was still slowly feeding off of the woman. Another idea hit her.
If Lucy did forgive Sweeney and Ben…maybe she would like to…help…Dante let a wide smirk out and felt giddy with excitement. She couldn't wait.
Sweeney returned with four whores, leaning on his arms, each cooing for more attention. Dante's eyebrows raised up high.
"My god man, you've been holding back on me!" Sweeney rolled his eyes and the women noticed Dante.
"Ooooh, two gorgeous men, you didn't mention this!" one of them purred, her red lipstick staining her yellowing teeth. One of the whores walked towards Dante but stumbled over the dead man's foot.
"What-oh my god…!" the rest of her words got stuck in her throat as she looked up and saw Lucy finishing off the first woman and was eyeing her hungrily. "HELP ME! OH MY GOD HE-!" Dante spelled her to be silent and took her by the throat and threw her into Lucy's arms which had been released from the restraints.
Sweeney pinned the other three in his arms and Dante helped by tying them up as well and silencing them. They turned to watch as Lucy petted the woman in her arms like a doll and began to sniff the perfume that was thick on her neck, she wrinkled her nose.
"Here let me help you." Dante said as she leaned over to clean the whore's neck from the thick perfume. Lucy's red eyes watched her every move and once the neck was clean she sank her fangs once again into the warm flesh.
The whore's scream turned into a moan as the sensation was foreign but wasn't painful like she had expected. She slowly drifted into oblivion, ignorant of the fact that she would not awake from this.
Lucy finished her and gently lay her beside her first female. "I'm still hungry." She said. Dante nodded and pulled a struggling whore to her feet and pushed her towards Lucy. Lucy reached out and took her into her arms.
The whore's mouth, despite the absence of sound, was moving in the direction of a prayer and Dante decided to un-silence her to see what she was saying.
"Please oh god, I shall never bed another married man, just please do not let me die, please!" She pleaded. Lucy blinked and met the whores eyes.
"God does not exist…only devils." She said before kissing the woman. She jerked away and screamed as blood dripped down her chin. Lucy had bitten her tongue and was feeding from that.
Dante was impressed at her childe. She was quite bloodthirsty. From what Sweeney had said, she had always thought of Lucy as a kind and gentle person. Maybe the Judge damaged her even more than she thought.
She then gave Lucy the third whore and Lucy drank her dry and moved onto the last one and drank from her with agonizingly slowness. She would bite her on the neck before moving to the wrist then her collar, and then proceeded to bite onto the woman's palm and drank her dry.
When the last body fell, Dante burned them all and then banished the ashes.
Lucy sighed and looked around the room, her red eyes slowly bleeding back to their bright blue color.
Right before their eyes, Lucy's thin dull hair began to grow and was once again long and lush, beautiful blond hair. Her skin gained a sort of peach color, the molding and rotting flesh disappeared and her stench turned to one of a pleasant smell. Then she was once again the beautiful woman Sweeney and Ben remembered, only 15 years older, but still just as lovely.
"Ben, come here please." She called.
Sweeney frowned but allowed Benjamin to surface. "Y-yes my love?" he asked as he took a few steps towards her.
Her eyes followed his movement until he was beside her. Lucy narrowed her eyes.
"Why didn't you just let me die?" she asked. Ben frowned and felt fear rise up in him and Sweeney took over. "You are not Ben, make him come back." She demanded.
Sweeney shook his head. "He is frightened. We both loved you too much to not save you when we had the opportunity. We were willing to risk your hatred."
Lucy stared into Sweeney's eyes and noticed the black and white hair and the sickly pallor of his skin. "What have they done to you my love?" she whispered. Sweeney frowned.
"15 years love, 15 years of torture only to find that Ben's wife and child were gone. We both wish for revenge and we both wish for your love." Lucy felt her eyes water and did not notice the red tears that flowed down her cheeks.
"Oh my sweet Johanna…where is she?" she cried.
Dante stepped forward. "She is safe, away from Judge Turpin. She had been under his care for 15 years." Lucy's eyes flashed in anger and she howled as she tried to get up. "Calm yourself; we already have a plan my childe." Lucy froze and did as Dante told her.
Dante then proceeded to tell her the plan. During this time Lucy had pulled Sweeney down onto the bed, her fingers digging into the flesh of his neck, reminding him that he was not off the hook with her anger.
"Now Lucy, you must remember, you are much stronger now, handle Sweeney and Ben gently." Dante said with a grin as she stood to leave the room.
Sweeney's eyes widened as she left him to Lucy's mercy.
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