The Vampire of Lavendar Town
By Ree-chan Peekster, Dugtrio16, and Dessa
Chapter 21
As Lapras tread water, the taskhunters started to ponder their next move. They had three whirlpools: one to the left, one to the right, and one that seemed to somehow move around.
"It looks possible to get past the two whirlpools on the side," David said, "but that moving one could cause a problem. It could suddenly move into our path and suck us in."
"If only we could go underwater..." Ben mused.
"What do you mean?" asked Nishu.
"Well, whirlpools are interesting phenomenon, actually," Ben said. Sarah sighed; this was going to be a lecture. Ben cleared his throat and continued, "On the surface, they appear to be huge funnels, siphoning water all the way to the sea floor. If you get too close, one would think it would suck you in. This is true, but not in all cases. You see, underwater, the funnel continues. The area of water affected by the whirlpool gets smaller and smaller. Also, there are no underwater currents to draw you in either."
Ben continued on for about five minutes. Just as everyone was starting to fall asleep, he finished, saying, "Thusly, if we can get underwater, we can zip right past them."
"Sounds like a good plan to me," Brandon said drowsily.
"Except," David added, "that we can't go underwater. We'd need a submarine or something."
Suddenly...
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After a little while, Dessa felt some of her strength returning, and tried the door. Surprisingly, it opened. She walked through the halls carefully, trying to find Victor. She eventually found his room, and walked right in.
"Why, my little goddess. Come to see me?"
"I want to bathe. And I don't mean being bathed, I mean bathing myself. As in a bathtub, or a shower. With no intrusions, and no spying."
"Fine, I'll show you the way." Victor led her up to the top floor, and unlocked the door to a beautiful pool. It was set into the floor, and was tiled, with beautiful fronds and night-blooming flowers basking in the soft florescent lights, which created the atmosphere of a night-time spring. The flower that the task-hunters had brought back was on a pedestal, bathed in the light from a moon-window, which let in the full moon-light, but none of the sunlight. Soap and towels were laid out already.
"I assume this will be sufficient? I will have my servant leave food and a fresh dress for you in your room, for when you are finished." Dessa could say nothing, but slipped off the dress once the door was shut.
I could get to liking this, Dessa thought, as she stepped into the warm water. She relaxed in the water, and dipped her head under, to get her hair washed. She used the soap and scrubbed all over, happy to finally be clean after about a week and a half of being stuck in the tower. She didn't know why she didn't teleport, or transform and fly away, but she figured that Victor was blocking her or something, and she didn't want Victor to control Anglessa. Of course, she didn't know if she could even transform into Anglessa right now, because of her current... situation. And Dragessa was just a baby, so she couldn't let Victor get a hold of her.
A sound startled Dessa out of her thoughts. "Who's there?" she called. A Cubone popped it's head from around a cabinet, and Dessa giggled. The Cubone shrank away from her, and she realized that it thought she would try to feed off of it. "Don't worry, I won't. I can't, really. I keep throwing up." The Cubone realized that she was telling the truth, and came closer to it. She pat the small creature on the head, and noticed that there were two small teeth marks on its neck. Chan! she thought. She quickly finished bathing, and then she put on the robe provided for her, wrapping it around her like a kimono, and wrapping her hair up into a bun. She wrapped the Cubone up into her dress, and carried it down to her room. When she got there, she gave it some trail mix from a pouch on her belt, which she found with her clothes in a chest in her room. She put on the dress, and then told the Cubone that it'd better get into a pokéball, so that Victor didn't find it.
"You need a name, first. How about Peek-a-Bone, since you're always hiding?" Peek nodded, and she quickly caught it in the pokéball, and put it with the rest of her things. She saw the goblet on the table, and decided that if she wanted to keep at least a little of her strength, she'd better drink down the contents. She nearly choked as she forced it down, and then she started reeling. It was stronger than it had been before, and she was having quite a time keeping it down. She stumbled to the bed, just as Victor walked in.
"Dessa?" he asked, not understanding what was going on. Dessa clutched her head, and fell onto the bed. Chan, hearing the commotion, also came in.
"Stop it!" he yelled at Victor. "You're hurting her!"
"I am doing nothing, young one. It is her own body, fighting what she's become."
"Then help her. Or I'll..."
"You'll what, young one? You can do nothing to harm me. But I will spare the girl the pain, if only to lessen the damage she can do to herself." Victor walked over to where Dessa was struggling, and grabbed her by her shoulders. His eyes glowed briefly, and Dessa straightened, and then became limp. "Make sure she is comfortable, then go back to your room." With that, he walked out the door, as Chan straightened Dessa out on the bed, and covered her up.
Dessa... he thought.
Chan didn't believe Victor. The vampire had lied too many times. He stepped into the hallway that led to his room. The dust caused him to sneeze several times.
"Don't tell me you're allergic to dust, young one," Victor commented appearing behind him.
Chan turned. "What do you want?" he asked.
"Nothing. I was curious about something," Victor responded.
"Oh?"
"You don't stand a chance against me, young one. You might have had somewhat of a chance when you were still a vampire but you're not. Why do you keep challenging me?"
Chan shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know. I think about how stupid I was afterwards."
Victor nodded. His eyes gleamed a bright red. "There's something going on between you and Dessa. You two may not admit it but there is." Chan looked down at the floor. Victor eyed him for a long time before making his next comment. "I have a suggestion. Go to the top floor. You'll find a warm water pool where you can bathe. Get yourself cleaned up. Those clothes of yours are dusty and worn out." Victor went over to a closet that was nearby and pulled out a black silk outfit. "Put that on when you're done. Those clothes of yours look like they're about to be torn apart."
Chan took the clothes. Victor led him to the pool and shut the door behind him. Chan practically tore his dusty clothing off until he had just his shorts on. Then he dove into the warm water. After washing all the dust off he allowed himself to relax for awhile before getting out and putting on the new outfit. He went back to his room and tried to think of why Dessa had the reaction that she did.
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Original # of parts: 3
Chapter 21
As Lapras tread water, the taskhunters started to ponder their next move. They had three whirlpools: one to the left, one to the right, and one that seemed to somehow move around.
"It looks possible to get past the two whirlpools on the side," David said, "but that moving one could cause a problem. It could suddenly move into our path and suck us in."
"If only we could go underwater..." Ben mused.
"What do you mean?" asked Nishu.
"Well, whirlpools are interesting phenomenon, actually," Ben said. Sarah sighed; this was going to be a lecture. Ben cleared his throat and continued, "On the surface, they appear to be huge funnels, siphoning water all the way to the sea floor. If you get too close, one would think it would suck you in. This is true, but not in all cases. You see, underwater, the funnel continues. The area of water affected by the whirlpool gets smaller and smaller. Also, there are no underwater currents to draw you in either."
Ben continued on for about five minutes. Just as everyone was starting to fall asleep, he finished, saying, "Thusly, if we can get underwater, we can zip right past them."
"Sounds like a good plan to me," Brandon said drowsily.
"Except," David added, "that we can't go underwater. We'd need a submarine or something."
Suddenly...
*******
After a little while, Dessa felt some of her strength returning, and tried the door. Surprisingly, it opened. She walked through the halls carefully, trying to find Victor. She eventually found his room, and walked right in.
"Why, my little goddess. Come to see me?"
"I want to bathe. And I don't mean being bathed, I mean bathing myself. As in a bathtub, or a shower. With no intrusions, and no spying."
"Fine, I'll show you the way." Victor led her up to the top floor, and unlocked the door to a beautiful pool. It was set into the floor, and was tiled, with beautiful fronds and night-blooming flowers basking in the soft florescent lights, which created the atmosphere of a night-time spring. The flower that the task-hunters had brought back was on a pedestal, bathed in the light from a moon-window, which let in the full moon-light, but none of the sunlight. Soap and towels were laid out already.
"I assume this will be sufficient? I will have my servant leave food and a fresh dress for you in your room, for when you are finished." Dessa could say nothing, but slipped off the dress once the door was shut.
I could get to liking this, Dessa thought, as she stepped into the warm water. She relaxed in the water, and dipped her head under, to get her hair washed. She used the soap and scrubbed all over, happy to finally be clean after about a week and a half of being stuck in the tower. She didn't know why she didn't teleport, or transform and fly away, but she figured that Victor was blocking her or something, and she didn't want Victor to control Anglessa. Of course, she didn't know if she could even transform into Anglessa right now, because of her current... situation. And Dragessa was just a baby, so she couldn't let Victor get a hold of her.
A sound startled Dessa out of her thoughts. "Who's there?" she called. A Cubone popped it's head from around a cabinet, and Dessa giggled. The Cubone shrank away from her, and she realized that it thought she would try to feed off of it. "Don't worry, I won't. I can't, really. I keep throwing up." The Cubone realized that she was telling the truth, and came closer to it. She pat the small creature on the head, and noticed that there were two small teeth marks on its neck. Chan! she thought. She quickly finished bathing, and then she put on the robe provided for her, wrapping it around her like a kimono, and wrapping her hair up into a bun. She wrapped the Cubone up into her dress, and carried it down to her room. When she got there, she gave it some trail mix from a pouch on her belt, which she found with her clothes in a chest in her room. She put on the dress, and then told the Cubone that it'd better get into a pokéball, so that Victor didn't find it.
"You need a name, first. How about Peek-a-Bone, since you're always hiding?" Peek nodded, and she quickly caught it in the pokéball, and put it with the rest of her things. She saw the goblet on the table, and decided that if she wanted to keep at least a little of her strength, she'd better drink down the contents. She nearly choked as she forced it down, and then she started reeling. It was stronger than it had been before, and she was having quite a time keeping it down. She stumbled to the bed, just as Victor walked in.
"Dessa?" he asked, not understanding what was going on. Dessa clutched her head, and fell onto the bed. Chan, hearing the commotion, also came in.
"Stop it!" he yelled at Victor. "You're hurting her!"
"I am doing nothing, young one. It is her own body, fighting what she's become."
"Then help her. Or I'll..."
"You'll what, young one? You can do nothing to harm me. But I will spare the girl the pain, if only to lessen the damage she can do to herself." Victor walked over to where Dessa was struggling, and grabbed her by her shoulders. His eyes glowed briefly, and Dessa straightened, and then became limp. "Make sure she is comfortable, then go back to your room." With that, he walked out the door, as Chan straightened Dessa out on the bed, and covered her up.
Dessa... he thought.
Chan didn't believe Victor. The vampire had lied too many times. He stepped into the hallway that led to his room. The dust caused him to sneeze several times.
"Don't tell me you're allergic to dust, young one," Victor commented appearing behind him.
Chan turned. "What do you want?" he asked.
"Nothing. I was curious about something," Victor responded.
"Oh?"
"You don't stand a chance against me, young one. You might have had somewhat of a chance when you were still a vampire but you're not. Why do you keep challenging me?"
Chan shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know. I think about how stupid I was afterwards."
Victor nodded. His eyes gleamed a bright red. "There's something going on between you and Dessa. You two may not admit it but there is." Chan looked down at the floor. Victor eyed him for a long time before making his next comment. "I have a suggestion. Go to the top floor. You'll find a warm water pool where you can bathe. Get yourself cleaned up. Those clothes of yours are dusty and worn out." Victor went over to a closet that was nearby and pulled out a black silk outfit. "Put that on when you're done. Those clothes of yours look like they're about to be torn apart."
Chan took the clothes. Victor led him to the pool and shut the door behind him. Chan practically tore his dusty clothing off until he had just his shorts on. Then he dove into the warm water. After washing all the dust off he allowed himself to relax for awhile before getting out and putting on the new outfit. He went back to his room and tried to think of why Dessa had the reaction that she did.
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Original # of parts: 3