Chapter 13

Closing the door, locking so I know we wouldn't be disturbed. I slowly walked over to the bed, removing my trench coat, placing it over a nearby chair. Standing at the edge of the bed, letting my eyes slowly look Lord Calloway over. Laying upon his back with just his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath he took. I would have to move quickly to ordinarily to save him and his soul. Climbing up on the bed, sitting upon my knees as I got him uncovered from the tattered blankets, tossing them to the side. I would burn them as soon as I got a chance, right now they would sit upon the floor near the fire place, which a fire was crackling away in.

Groaning as he moved upon the bed, settling down as I opened his shirt, removing it from him. It was barely upon him as is, they practically shredded it. Slowly lifting my shirt off the wound, to take a look at it. I narrowed my eyes as I saw the wound had a bit of a glow to it. I grimaced in pain as I looked to the blade in my right shoulder, it was matching the glow from his wound. I slowly lowered the shirt as I slowly backed away. As I backed away from him, he settled down with no pain as the glow from the wound disappeared. Closing my eyes as I knew what was now going on. Slowly lifting my hand as I gripped the handle of the knife, wrenching it from my shoulder as I gritted my teeth in pain. Blood flowed from the wound as I brought the blade into view.

Walking over to a small bathroom, that was directly off the room, washing the blade off in warm water. I took a good look at the blade closely. Gasping as I dropped the blade into the sink, slowly backing away. It was the legendary blade that they were gonna use upon the Lord before I interrupted them. I swallowed hard as the blade glowed. But it never took my soul. "It's not fully complete with it's other victim yet.." Mumbling to myself as I looked into the other room at Lord Calloway laying upon the bed. Turning my attention back to the blade laying within the sink, I didn't want to touch it, but I knew somehow I had to figure out how to get the remainder of his soul out of that blade and back into Lord Calloway. But how?

A knock sounded upon the door, slowly I lowered myself to the ground, grabbing a blade out of my boot as I armed myself. Quietly walking over to the door, opening it just a crack, after unlocking it, peeking out. "It's me Master Eli..." Sir Layfield stated. Sighing with relief as I opened the door wider, letting him step inside. "I thought I told you to go back to the mansion and run things with Sir Batista.." Sir Layfield looked to me as he carried two huge duffle bags, placing them to the side. "Brought supplies for you and Lord Calloway. Knew you two would need some things. If you need anything else, send word."

Nodding my head as he exited the room, "Thank you Sir Layfield." I said, before closing the door, locking it once again. Walking over to one of the duffle bags, kneeling down, unzipping it as I smiled gently. "Someone actually thinks like I do.." In the bag were a few helpful books and such. "Note to self, promote him."

Rummaging through the bag, grabbing things I would need, like herbs, salves, bandages and such. Getting to my feet as I carried the stuff, placing it upon the night stand. Walking back over, grabbing the few books that were in the bag. Rummaging through one of them rather quickly, finding what I really needed to know. Reading as I took in the information I needed, lowering the book slowly. Looking to Lord Calloway, I couldn't believe what I needed to do, to give him back the rest of his soul and make sure it's his permanently with no holds, curses, etc., attached.

Sighing as I knew this needed to be done. Hopefully I wouldn't mess up and have it reverse on me. Closing the book, placing it back into the bag with the others. Grabbing a bandana out of my trench coat side pocket, started in on making the elixir I would need to complete this. Finishing the elixir the best I could, missing one ingredient, which I couldn't add until a certain moment. Putting the beaker to the side closest to the bed, so I could reach it when needed.

Climbing back up on the bed as I placed my hand upon my shirt, lifting it up once again. The wound looked worse than before, for when I first saw it. It was getting bigger by the moment. Feeling a hand grasp mine that sat upon his chest. "Don't..." Lord Calloway mumbled as I looked to him. "Just looking M'Lord. It's getting worse.." Shaking his head as he slowly opened his eyes to barely slits. "Let me go.. Elias.." Shaking my head as I lifted my other hand up, running it through his damp hair. "I'm not letting you go sire. I have a solution. You're just going to have to trust me..." Sighing as he let my hand go, lifting his shaking hand, placing it upon my cheek, caressing it. "You're... so beautiful... A wonderful sight to see... Before I pass on.." Swallowing hard past the lump in my throat as I lean into his caress. "There will be more time to admire later sire. Right now you are going to have to trust me in doing this.."

Sighing with a bit of relaxation as he felt her lean into his caress. He had missed that while being tortured all this time. Knowing his time was up, that's what was putting more of a strain on his mind than anything. He didn't want to leave his group, most importantly Elias. He had fallen for her years ago, but never wanted to admit it to himself. Then once he was taken and held up in a cell to rot, his mind got to wandering and thinking. Most of his thoughts were on Elias. He couldn't believe how much she had an affect on him. Now that they were together like this, mostly on his death bed, he realized all those feelings he was denying himself to feel, were all true.

My eyes never left his as I knew he was thinking. Even though the color was almost fully gone, I could still read them. Swallowing hard once again as I felt his fingers moving, caressing my skin. "What is your last wish sire?" I asked softly, knowing I had to do what needed to be done. But I couldn't lead on, to what was to come. Closing his eyes as he slowly lowered his hand back to his side.

"My last wish Elias.. is to make love to you properly. But I am too weak to do so..." Moving my hands, placing them upon the bed in front of me, while leaning forward, towards Lord Calloway's lips. Slowly our lips touch in a soft kiss. The kiss lingered it seemed to be forever. Slowly pulling back as I looked to him, "I will do all the work sire... You just enjoy your last wish. I promise it will be something you will never forget." Slowly opening his eyes as he looked to Elias as he felt his body coming alive from head to toe. Slowly climbing off the bed, getting him undressed and covered up. I climbed back upon the bed into his view. "I'll be right back sire. Got to freshen up just for you." Nodding his head as he groaned, "Don't make..me wait.." I patted his shoulder as I climbed off the bed, grabbing the beaker, heading into the bathroom with the bandana in hand.

Closing the bathroom door behind me, I placed the beaker upon the counter. Removing my tank top and bra, placing it upon the floor to the side. Grabbing the beaker as I started chanting in ancient tongue. Closing my eyes as I lifted the beaker up, getting some of my blood inside to mix with the rest of the elixir. Upon finishing the chant, slowly opening my eyes as I looked to the beaker, nodding as it had changed colors like it was suppose too. Undressing out of the rest of my clothes, I did freshen up like I told sire I would. Taking the bandana, grabbing the legendary blade by the handle as I poured some of the elixir over the blade, making sure the blade was coated with it. Placing the blade down, once the liquid quickly dried upon the blade, almost like a wax from a candle. Drenched the bandana in it as I drank some myself. Now, I had to have him drink some before we bind intimately. This was the only way to give him back his soul, while making love, I had to somehow speak a spell after we're finished, use the blade within his wound right away. I was hoping I could do this without screwing it up majorly. If this didn't work, I had an alternative route.

Opening the door to the room, stepping out while carrying the stuff I needed. I laid the blade upon the night stand out of view. Only light in the room was from the dying flames in the fire place. Climbing upon the bed I felt Lord Calloway's arms wrap around my waist. "You kept... me waiting...long enough." I felt his mouth engulf one of my hard peaks. Gasping as I felt his hot mouth ravish my body. Moaning as I placed a hand upon the head board, so I wouldn't loose my balance. "S..S..Sire.. First you have to drink something.. You must be.. Thirsty.." I finally got out. Pulling back as he looked up at her, thinking for a moment. Handing him the bottle as he took it and drained it quickly as he tossed the beaker to the floor, hearing a thud as it rolled and stopped upon the carpeting. Then he went back to his work.

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Running my hands through his dampen hair, as we finished up. Laying upon his chest, rising and fell with his breathing. Coughing some as he closed his eyes. Slowly I sat up, straddling his body, leaning over, grabbing the blade as I started chanting. I looked down at him, as his eyes shot open as the wound upon his chest began to glow.

Lowering the blade as the blade glowed, making a connection with open wound. Gritting his teeth as he yelled in pain as I chanted louder. The elixir melted off the blade into the wound as I looked into Lord Calloway's eyes. The color was coming back, meaning his soul was being returned. Finishing up as I pulled the blade out of the wound, throwing it to the floor, over near the fire place. He collapsed against the bed, chest rising and falling rapidly.

Placing my hands upon the wound, running them gently over it, the wound was closing, like the wound had a zipper. Once the wound was closed, nothing was left behind, not even a scar. Rubbing my hands gently upon his chest, "Relax sire... You're alright.. I'm.. I'm sorry it needed to be done." Feeling his massive hands being placed upon my thighs. His breathing was finally calmed down enough for him to speak. "It's alright..." Lifting my hands up, placing them on top of his. "Relax.. Rest.. You've got all the time in the world to do so. Nobody can not take your soul ever again. It's protected. I made sure.." Slowly lowering my head as I groaned in pain. Opening his eyes as he heard Elias' words being cut off, also hearing the groan. Sitting up as he caught her against his chest. "Elias... Elias talk to me..." Lord Calloway spoke softly as he saw the wounds upon her shoulders. Lifting a hand up as he placed a hand upon the one on top of her right shoulder, pulling his hand away. Sighing, seeing the blood was fresh upon his hand. Knowing what needed to be done, he laid her down to tend to her wounds, seeing supplies and such upon the night stand, he put the stuff to use. Once he was finished, he laid down next to her, keeping her warm with his body as he fell into a light sleep himself.