CH 3.

'New home'

[2 weeks later, In Cathedral]

Kit opened the double doors the sun had just set behind the buildings. She at first thought she would call out to her partner who seemed to be here everyday unless he was with her but then she figured he wouldn't answer if she did call out for him opting instead to look for him, starting in his room upstairs.

[Cathedral, second story]

Kit opened the door creaking as it did revealing a large amount of blood on the floor old blood but still blood. Kit looked for her partner.

"Zephir" Kit called out receiving silence as an answer.

Eventually Kit looked up seeing her partner sitting on a beam in the rafter.

"We have to appear for the opening of our home" Kit said straight to the point.

Zephir dropped from the rafters to the floor in front of her standing up he left without a word Kit following behind him.

[Outside the new Mansion]

Zephir and Kit stood arms joined together as Thomas Berenger unveiled the mansion.

"How do you like it?" Thomas Asked The couple.

"It's wonderful!" Kit piped up.

Thomas looked at Kit a smile on his face looking up at Zephir a concerned expression replacing the smile.

"Something wrong Isaac?" Thomas asked.

Zephir never answered looking past him.

"Isaac?" Thomas said

Zephir's eyes met his. "Magnificent. Fully furnished?"

"It is!" Thomas says turning to walk towards the mansion talking about the history of the mansion.

Zephir and Kit walk along behind him, Zephir didn't want this, he knew this would mean he would have stay in the mansion sometimes he wouldn't be able to stay in the cathedral as often anymore or else visitors would ask Kit his whereabouts and raising questions of his loyalty to her since vampiric marriages are eternal period, he was now trapped again... again.

Settling into the used arm chair Kit asked Zephir what he truly thought of their new home as she looked at him sitting on a wooden end table looking at the fire.

Zephir didn't answer standing up he left without a word Kit got up to follow him.

"Zephir... What are you doing?" Kit asked a little agitated by his deliberate ignoring.

Zephir stopped walking she could see from behind him that he tensed up.

"I intend to... leave." Zephir said hesitantly.

"I know this might be hard for you but this is part of our cover, now that we are in their circle.. we're just like them now."

Zephir turned around and closed the distance between in the blink of an eye.

"I am not one of them." Zephir growled.

"I know.." Kit said quietly. Before resuming. "I know you despise doing this... maybe me as well. But Zephir I want to know... why are you here."

Zephir stepped back a bit, His expression softening slightly.

"Well?" Kit said impatiently noticing his expression change.

Zephir stood stone still hiding his expression contemplating what he would say to her.

Kit stood there not budging she needed to know.

"I don't know." Zephir answered after turning away.

"Are you sure? You can tell me.."

Kit said trying to be reassuring.

Zephir turned and took a step to leave the room but felt a hand softly laid on his arm, Zephir turned his head away from her when she very gently turned him to face her she looked up at him.

"I made sure they put something in... I saw you reacted to it so I had brought here if you wanted to play it." Kit said in a soft tone.

Zephir looked down at her a look of slight curiosity on his face, she then reached down to take his wrist, he let her she led them up to the attic and at the back wall was a large Pipe Organ, Kit watched as Zephir's eyes lit up she could the smile in his eyes but not on his face.

"There's a piano and a couple violins and a harp as well." Kit announced proudly.

Zephir hid the jolt of nostalgia of when he learned the instruments apart from the harp he had enjoyed learning to play them and how his father had praised him when he did good, he replaced the good with the thought of being sold by his father instead, brought from his thoughts by Kit announcing what he already knew.

"Play the piano." Zephir said.

"Any requests?" Kit said not fazed by his tone.

"None." Zephir said.

Sitting on the seat next to the piano looking up at Zephir before playing a solemn tune as it ends she looks to him again.

"I'll stay." Zephir said turning quickly and leaving room slamming the doors behind himself, Stalking quickly down the stairs going to the slavers 'basement' Zephir slammed the doors open, the slaves tried to cower though we're chained to the wall, walking over angrily Zephir ripped a whimpering slave off the wall.

"Unchain the rest." Zephir growled out the order.

"I haven't the key master!" The slave said in fear of being beaten.

Angered by the title he was called he backhanded the slave into the wall hearing bones crack and a cry of pain he ripped the rest of the chains from the wall.

"Go to the Naderi Cathedral." Zephir ordered.

The slaves looked at each other in bewilderment still afraid of Zephir believing this was a trap.

Shoving a map into the hand of the slave he struck Zephir didn't wait any longer to truly scare them.

"Get out!" Zephir roared in an inhuman voice.

Clamoring through the doorway trying to all leave at the same time running away from the demonic voice that shook the room, Zephir waited until they left to finally fall to his knees scratching into the walls leaving marks slamming his head into the wall cracking it freezing where he struck himself.

[In the music room]

Hearing the sound of what must have been Zephir made her freeze in .. fear? ... maybe she had chosen the wrong person for this job.. maybe she saw too much in him.. maybe.