Darklight
Disclaimer: I do not own Trinity Blood, but I own my true vampire characters. There is some language and mature moments, so if you cannot handle even a little...sorry! (Heh...just kidding).
"I've already told you: the only way to a woman's heart is along the path of torment. I know none other as sure." -Marquis De Sade
"Living is strife and torment, disappointment and love and sacrifice, golden sunsets and black storms. I said that some time ago, and today I do not think I would add one word." -Laurence Olivier, Sir
By: VampireQueenAkasha
Chapter Twelve: The Day Before Tomorrow
Year 3050 A.D.
Post Apocalypse
Rome
San Angelo Castle
The boy started the ritual to dissolve the seal on his past that he himself had once closed. The agonizing cries of people wounded by a lethal weapon play the music of an infernal ball. The characters in the ball are revenge, damnation, sadness and those dancers who keep their love to themselves.
-Elfen Lied
It's my first day of not having a single drink in so many years. I have so many different weapons in my hands, a boss that I hate, and a stomach ache. Not to mention a hangover. I swear, these people make me wanna throw silver in my face.
Nyssa was lying in her bed, groaning. She stared at the ceiling overhead. ''Fuck, this is so not how I pictured my day ... ''
Leon walked into her room with a pitiful tsk. He folded his arms across his chest. ''Are we getting out of bed today, 'Camille'?'' he said.
Nyssa sighed. ''What for? I could die and nobody would care.''
Leon raised a brow at her. ''I would like to speak to a sensible woman lurking behind that cold dead shell. Is she around?'' he said.
Nyssa growled lowly and got up, ignoring that sarcastic remark. ''I need a drink ... '' she groaned. ''Before I kill someone ... ''
Leon shook his head with dismay. ''Man, are you off your meds or something?''
Nyssa paused for a moment. ''Yes. But that isn't what this is about.'' she said, getting up. ''I gotta find some kind of drunk - inducing beverage.''
Nyssa growled, pushed her way passed him and sulked into the halls in hopes of finding alcohol. She passed a Cardinal and the man spotted her instantly.
Cardinal Francesco di Medici.
He had just returned from his Sunday mass and caught eye of the vampire.
''You! Vampire!'' he called, in his gruff baritone.
Nyssa turned to him with a wry snort and a roll of her eyes as he walked up to her.. ''Who are you and why should I care?''
Francesco was none too thrilled with her sense of humor. He studied her up and down. ''I should be asking that.'' he snapped.
Nyssa studied this man in disgust and curled her lip. God. Look at these wrinkles. What is holding this human together?
''I'd ask why you're riding my ass, then I'd have to care.'' she muttered.
Francesco looked annoyed. ''You vampire piece of garbage!'' he barked.
Nyssa chuckled coldly and made mocking gestures. ''Ohh, really scared.'' she sneered, ''Two year old human children flip me better shit than you.'' She walked off with a growl. ''Heh, that human piece of garbage would make Satan weep. God vomited and there was humanity.''
O
She visited the orphanage afterwards as usual and a kid jumped out at her. Nyssa gave a yelp and clutched her chest.
''God damn it! Whoa! Shit!'' she cried, clutching her head.
The kid grinned at her and held up a piece of paper. ''Want to see my report card?'' he asked. ''I wanted to show you.''
Nyssa growled and sighed finally, relaxing a bit. ''You scared the holy shit out of me ... '' she snapped, "Don't do that again."
The kid offered her his report card. ''Think I did good?'' he asked.
Nyssa studied the report card with a smile. ''What do you care what I think, anyway?'' she murmured. ''Hell, I guess you did better than I did. I never got any B's.''
The kid stared at her hopefully with a bright smile on his face. ''I thought maybe at least since I did good in school, maybe you'd bring me a present.'' he said. '''Cause last year and the year before that, you didn't bring me any presents.''
Nyssa nodded. ''Sure, I guess.'' she said, ''I mean, on my next round.''
The kid lowered his head sadly. ''Even though I'm a dipshit loser.'' he said, ''Everyone says it.''
Nyssa stared at the saddened kid for a few moments and finally lost her temper. She gave a bottle on the street a vicious kick and scowled down at him.
''Jesus fucking Christ, kid! Why do you talk about yourself that way?'' she shouted at him, ''You will never go through life feeling like a fucking loser all the goddamn time! Just get yourself some goddamn backbone for Christ's sake!''
The kid stared up at her hopefully. ''I wanna be as tough as you, Auntie Nyssa.'' he said, smiling. ''You're not scared of anything.''
He threw his arms around her leg and Nyssa instantly softened. ''Ah, geez ... '' she groaned.
O
Nyssa sighed and picked up a small electric guitar.
All that shit you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. No one really cares what you have to say, they pretend to hear you. I wonder how long it would take for anyone to notice if I just stopped talking. Would they be afraid ...
''Hmm, what a seriously primitive human device ... '' she muttered.
With a rather calm smile, she began to play a song and sing to it.
''You can see I fly
Disguised evil attracting everybody
You can watch me play
Taste your juices from me all day
You can see I tried this all for you
You can see I despise all of you
You can see I'm trying something new
You can see me fly
Sometime, somewhere
Deceit leads you no where
You try so hard
To be the super star
So come in with me
Take your under sun light set you free
Somewhere can't you see
Going on this way
Free you'll never be
So you see I tried this all for you
So you see I despise all of you
So you see I'm trying something new
So you see me fly
Just take me away
Take me away
Take me
Take me away..
Take.. me.. away...''
Someone clapped and Nyssa turned to see Abel standing there with a smile. ''Hm, didn't realize I had an audience.'' Nyssa muttered.
Abel nodded. ''Well, actually, I came to find you.'' he said.
Nyssa placed the guitar down. ''Why's that?'' she asked.
Abel smiled. ''Well, I was wondering if you'd be interested in spending the day with me.'' he said. He looked sheepish when she raised her brows at him. ''Well, I figured since you were deprived of such fun as a child, I thought maybe ... I could help a bit.''
Nyssa smiled faintly. ''I'd like that.''
O
The two walked happily side by side.
''I tell ya', this will be a day you will never forget!'' Abel said, with pride. ''I will make sure nothing ruins it! There will be no danger with m-''
He wasn't paying attention to several hazard signs and gave a rather comical yelp, falling into a huge hole in the ground.
Nyssa looked down with a chuckle and spotted him rolling around in the dirt hole, trying to get himself back onto his feet.
''Oh look at that, what a hole!'' he said, as she quickly helped him out. ''I sure fell in it, alright! Yeah, it's definitely a hole!''
Nyssa laughed at him. ''Try not to hurt yourself too much!'' she joked.
''Oh, I assure you, I will do no such ... ''
He crashed into several trashcans and it echoed in the air.
O
The moon was bright and full. Even though the two had to wait until nightfall, their day was still just as special.
Fortunately, they went deep into the towns of Rome and the Mardi Gras festival was taking place.
Nyssa cocked her head curiously at all the festivities around her. ''Wow, I haven't been to a decent festival in...decades.'' she gasped.
Abel smiled and took her hand. ''Ahh, then today's your lucky day!''
They decided to walk around to get a good view of the sights first. A man covered in many tattoos watched them behind a booth. Nyssa was talking to him after a few minutes for a potential tattoo and Abel eyed the man's tattoos with amazement.
''Oh sweet Moses ... '' he gasped.
Then, he grinned and got an idea. He climbed down on all fours behind her legs and just as Nyssa turned, she yelped as she tripped, falling over him. He laughed happily and she tried to grin.
There were a few possums hanging in trees at a local wildlife preserve. Nyssa smiled widely, observing the creatures.
There are so many wonderful things ... so many ...
Then, her eyes grew wide and she spotted Abel hanging upside down with the animals with his legs wrapped around a branch.
''Hiya, Nyssa!''
People laughed and pointed. ''Whoa, check out the holy dork!'' someone hooted.
Afterwards, they took a walk through the town square and Abel held his growling stomach. ''Gee, I sure am hungry ... '' he groaned.
Nyssa nodded and spotted a hot dog vendor. She bought two hotdogs and offered one to Abel. He grinned sheepishly.
''Oh, I wouldn't feel right if you ... ''
She would hear no more and shoved it into his mouth with a sly grin on her face. Abel gave her a muffled grumble of protest.
Nyssa laughed and turned toward the piers. ''Last one to the pier's a gay hooker!''
Abel coughed on his food but followed after her.
''Whoa, wait for me!'' he cried.
At the pier, many massive sea lions lay, sprawled in the sands. Abel smiled down at them and made a sea lion sound. Nyssa raised her brows at the poor imitation.
''Hm, they looked like humans suffering forty years of obesity.'' she mused.
She gasped when she spotted Abel among the sea lion pack. The crowds laughed and pointed at the priest as he made sea lion sounds and flapped his hands like flippers.
''Good lord ... '' she grunted, covering her face with one hand.
Later, Abel and Nyssa both took a walk in line where many people stood to get to a certain shop. A burly man stepped up, arms folded as they tried to cut.
''Sorry, Father, back of the line!'' he snapped.
Abel weakly looked up at this tall, scary man and babbled. ''I ... um, well ... '' he stammered.
Nyssa put her hands on her hips and glared up at the big man defiantly. ''Yeah? And what if he doesn't want to?'' she challenged.
Abel grinned painfully and nodded in agreement which made Nyssa smile at him. ''Uh ... y - yeah!'' he stammered. ''What if I don't like it back there?''
The man scowled angrily. ''Oh! I see we got us some troublemakers!''
He threw out a single meaty fist and Nyssa caught it calmly in one hand. She grinned at the startled man and calmly flung him over her shoulder with little effort at all. The man screamed as he sailed through the air. Abel and Nyssa looked over and spotted two cops watching.
''Uh oh, it's the thought police,'' Nyssa said at the corner of her mouth, ''Quickly now, doofus, walk fast, walk fast ... ''
The two casually whistled and side - stepped away, arms behind their backs.
O
Much later, Abel and Nyssa both took a spot at the park and enjoyed some wine. Abel poured Nyssa a glass and she smiled.
''You know, I think it's been years since I enjoyed a good wine.'' Nyssa mused.
Abel smiled and nodded. ''Yes, and it's not as bad as whiskey or beer.''
Nyssa took a drink from the bottle and sighed languorously, looking up at the night sky. There was not a single cloud and stars glinted all over the sky.
''So, you must really like kids, huh.'' Abel said.
Nyssa raised her brows. ''Like I'm some sort of white - trash pedophile perv?'' she muttered.
Abel laughed and shook his head.
Nyssa smiled and took a deep inhale, savoring the air and the atmosphere around her. ''I feel ... happy.'' she said, ''Without the use of my booze.'' She got up and gave the bottle in her hands a vicious kick, shattering it. ''Get the FUCK outta here!''
She sat down with a sigh and he smiled at her.
''Nyssa, you're so happy when you smile.''
And for the first time in her life, Nyssa blushed.
They walked back to the church in silence, for some time.
''Hey, thanks,'' Nyssa said. ''I guess ... I kinda jumped the gun with you a bit.''
Abel grinned. ''So, I was right?''
''We're having a moment here, don't ruin it.'' Nyssa snapped.
''Sorry.''
They were quiet for a moment and Nyssa turned to Abel. ''Thank you for today. Really, that was pretty fun.'' she said.
Abel grinned toothily. ''Was that thanks like, 'Gee whiz, l had a great time,' or was that thanks like, 'I'll disown your very soul, if you ever darken my doorstep again'?''
Nyssa chuckled and shook her head. ''No.''
Abel nodded. ''Oh.'' he said. He laughed. ''Just checking.''
The two stepped into the church and to Caterina's office. She was listening to the message machine and a message from a very angry Francesco.
''So where's that stick - up - his - ass, ass hat bro of yours?'' Nyssa asked.
Caterina shut her eyes painfully and pointed to the machine.
''He took a plane trip to Ireland for the St. Patrick's Day mass today and ... let's just say ... isn't having a very fine trip.''
The three listened to the angry message. It sounded as if he were arguing with a stewardess.
''I'm sitting here on the plane right now! Do you have any idea what I am going through? I told you, I'm Catholic! I don't drink alcohol! What part of that don't you ... '' A pause, followed by an angry snarl. ''No - No, you, miss - No, you grow up!''
Nyssa raised her brows at Caterina. ''Wow, big bro's got a whole bundle of bad ass on him.''
Caterina sighed and shook her head. ''Hmm, don't remind me.''
They continued to listen to Francesco's argument. ''For you - No, you miss - Yes! You go ahead and call your heretic supervisor! No - You want a yell? I have one for you! ''
He yelled loudly.
Caterina heard enough and shut the messenger off. She smiled up at the two.
''So how did your evening go?''
O
Nyssa sighed heavily and sat outside by the church gates, unable to sleep.
She took a small drink from a vodka bottle and smiled faintly. Heh, I guess, God doesn't hate me that much ...
''Auntie Nyssa?''
Nyssa looked down and there stood the little boy from before.
''Hey, what are you doing out here?'' Nyssa asked. She pointed in the direction he might have come. ''Get back to the orphanage before you freeze.''
The boy stared up at her hopefully and fidgeted with slight embarrassment. ''I was hoping you'd come and tell us all goodnight.'' he told her.
Nyssa sighed heavily, softened. ''You mean to tell me you kids ain't been asleep yet?''
He smiled and nodded.
Nyssa chuckled softly and nodded her head. ''Alright, I guess I'll ... '' She trailed off and bent down to the kid, frowning when she noticed something. She studied his face and scowled. ''What the fuck happened to your eye?'' she demanded.
Much later, Nyssa was beating up several teenage kids with her fists, snarling and punching them into the ground several times.
''Fucking little prick! So you like to give little kids black eyes, huh?'' she raged.
She turned to the others and threw her vodka bottle at one. ''How 'bout you, huh? You want some? Anybody else? Anybody else? Come on!'' she shouted.
The teens turned and ran in terror.
I'd like to think I've turned a new road. Maybe ...
One thing's for sure ... No one fucks with Nyssa's kids.
O
Note- The song Nyssa sings is Korn's ''Camel Song''.