Chapter 12
The next night, Carmen came to see Inga. He was dressed in black and gold and wore a black cloak, which was trimmed with gold. The rest of the vampires were merely clad in all black. Inga watched with her violet eyes as the vampires filed in.
"It's time," Carmen announced to Inga with a smile on his lips. "It is time for you to become one of us."
Inga said nothing, for there was nothing to say.
"Unchain her and take her to the circle," Carmen ordered his closest vampires.
Four vampires came up and unchained her gently, which was a pleasant change for once. They helped her walk outside into the circle, which resembled Stonehenge. They led her to a large, stone slab in the center and placed her on top of it. They chained her wrists above her head, then shackled her ankles. The final adornment was the steel collar which was attached to the slab and clasped around her neck.
There was no way Inga could escape. As the coldness of the stone seeped into her flesh, she could sense that this was the end.
"It's been over a century since you've began your journey with me into becoming a full vampire," Carmen announced. "Tonight you become on of us."
The vampires cheered and their roars resounded throughout the ruins. Inga thought her head would burst from the sound.
Carmen walked to Inga and caressed her cheek with his hand. His blood red eyes stared at her adoringly.
"My blood will complete your transformation," Carmen whispered in her ear.
Suddenly, Carmen forced Inga's mouth open slightly and slowly bent down to kiss her. Inga struggled to turn her head, but Carmen's grip was too strong. She watched helplessly as Carmen bit his tongue to put some blood into that kiss.
Black clouds covered Inga's beautiful stars and they rumbled in expectation. Inga could feel that she was going to die, as a human
Inga closed her eyes and braced against the transformation. However, as she awaited, she heard a commotion and felt Carmen's presence be pushed aside. She opened her eyes, and suddenly, a dark figure took the place of Carmen and gave her the dreaded kiss, but it was different. There was blood in that kiss, but I was so sweet and delicious. She sucked on the tongue, not wanting to let the taste escape her. The figure did not stop her, but actually encouraged her to continue.
The roar from the vampires, nor the crash of the thunder, could end that kiss. Carmen had been defeated, but he was not wiling to give up quite yet. He pulled out his sword and prepared to attack the intruder who had ruined a century of hard, careful, precise work.
The kiss finally ended and the figure parted, somewhat reluctantly it seemed. A bold of lightning flashed behind the figure, and Inga saw the long, brown hair cascading over the broad, strong shoulders she saw in her dreams, and the figure that she had all but forgotten.
"D," she whispered in disbelief. Was this real? Was she dreaming once more?
The figure suddenly darted away and Inga heard steel clash with steel. She turned her head towards the sound and tried to see what was happening. Her vision was limited, but she knew that the vampires were fighting D. The agonized screams of the vampires as they feel to his sword rang through the grounds.
Her concentration was broken when a vampire suddenly appeared next to her, ready to kill her as she lay immobile. She was about to scream when the vampire's head toppled and his body collapsed to the ground. Behind the body was a grinning Alexi. She gave him a small smile in return and watched as he defended her from any other vampires.
The screams of the vampires diminished slowly in time, and Inga could hear D's and Alexi's heavy breathing. However, it was all broken when Alexi screamed.
"Traitor!" Carmen yelled from behind Alexi.
Alexi choked as he tried to grab for the blade that impaled him through the chest.
"Alexi!" Inga screamed and tried to break her restraints vainly.
Alexi managed to look at Inga as he feel to the ground, and he smiled slightly as he whispered, "Leila's waiting."
Inga shed a tear and the red stain fell freely down her cheek. He had been her only friend and protection, and how he was gone. She hoped he was happier now, but there was no time to grieve at the moment. Carmen was currently consumed by bloodlust, and he was deadly.
"You ruined it!" Carmen screamed in a new rage and spun around to face D. "I worked so hard to make her mine, and you ruined it!"
D slowly advanced towards Carmen and replied, "She was never yours to begin with."
"I've taken her so many times that she might as well be mine," Carmen taunted back.
"Against her will, every time," D replied coldly. "Inga is mine by her own choice."
Carmen screamed with pure rage and charged towards D. D charged as well and met Carmen head on. Inga could not see them fight, but she could hear their grunts and occasionally she could see sparks from where their swords clashed. She prayed with every fiber of her being that D would be the victor.
However, the clash stopped and they began to speak once more, but the breathing of both men was heavy.
"You think she still loves you after one-hundred and twenty years?" Carmen asked, trying to get D to lose any hope. "You've abandoned her for so long, so what makes you think that she'll remain with you?"
"A promise," D began, "and I did not abandon her. You kept me away."
D had had enough and he let the vampiric powers inside him out and slammed Carmen into the ground. He slowly used some psychic powers to continue to crush him into the hard, cold stone."
"You'll regret ever hurting her," D stated through his now fanged teeth. "Fell all the pain she had to endure!"
D used his power to fling Carmen through the pillars that surrounded the grounds. Once Carmen had gone through them all, D let him drop suddenly, allowing gravity to assist in creating the proper force for the impact. Carmen slowly rose, bleeding from various places. He knew it was the end. This was it. He watched in terror as D walked towards him, power emanating from the dunpeal's every step. When D was close enough, he slapped Carmen across the face, sending the fallen vampire spinning to the ground.
"Now," D said with hate in his eyes, "you join your mother."
D plunged his sword through Carmen's heart and twisted the blade, making it more painful. Carmen's body shuddered, then evaporated into a mist, which was his spirit. D's parasite sucked him up, and the fight ended. D was the victor.
D calmed down and slowly walked towards Inga, using his sword as a walking-stick. She was so happy to see him, and her violet eyes took in every aspect of him as he came closer, always taking in new details that she may have been unable to see. D finally reached her, and he used his sword to shatter her bonds. For her neck adornment, he used his vampire strength to pry it open and break it off from its stone base and threw the two pieces aside.
D sat on the stone altar and gathered Inga into his arms. It had been so long since he had held that slender frame, and too long that he had gone without the touch of that soft, pale skin. He could not help himself as he kissed her shoulders, neck, lips, face, hair, and anything else that was close. She was finally with him--in his arms where she belonged, all the while whispering her name over and over again, as if it were the most beautiful sound he could ever utter from his mortal lips.
Inga wrapped her arms around his shoulders and smiled slightly as her nearly pure blood tears streamed down her cheeks. She was so happy. D had come back, but most importantly, she was home. She could not think of any other place she'd rather be at that moment.
D stopped pressing her to him so he could see her face, and his dark eyes stared into her violet eyes. He gently brushed away her raven hair from her face with his fingertips, but he could not escape her violet gaze. He embraced her once more, making sure that he was not dreaming, and if he was, that the dream would never be able to escape him again.
"It's been too long," Inga whispered as she pressed close to his warmth.
"I know," D replied in his beautiful voice and kissed the top of her forehead. "It's been far too long, but I won't allow it to happen again. I'm never leaving you."
Inga looked up into his beautiful eyes, and he stared back into her almond-shaped ones. He missed looking into them, but his old habits remained intact as a hand gently caressed her soft cheek as the other pulled her body close. As he gently guided her to him, Inga came willingly, and their lips finally met in a passionate kiss that made everything around them vanish.
There comes a time when lust takes due control, and there is no point to quell it. The two lovers were finally reunited, and nothing could stop this second consummation of their union, and so, for the rest of the night, they slept in each others arms with an experience which reminded them of one they had many years ago, when they first knew the passion of each other's embrace. . .
The next night, Carmen came to see Inga. He was dressed in black and gold and wore a black cloak, which was trimmed with gold. The rest of the vampires were merely clad in all black. Inga watched with her violet eyes as the vampires filed in.
"It's time," Carmen announced to Inga with a smile on his lips. "It is time for you to become one of us."
Inga said nothing, for there was nothing to say.
"Unchain her and take her to the circle," Carmen ordered his closest vampires.
Four vampires came up and unchained her gently, which was a pleasant change for once. They helped her walk outside into the circle, which resembled Stonehenge. They led her to a large, stone slab in the center and placed her on top of it. They chained her wrists above her head, then shackled her ankles. The final adornment was the steel collar which was attached to the slab and clasped around her neck.
There was no way Inga could escape. As the coldness of the stone seeped into her flesh, she could sense that this was the end.
"It's been over a century since you've began your journey with me into becoming a full vampire," Carmen announced. "Tonight you become on of us."
The vampires cheered and their roars resounded throughout the ruins. Inga thought her head would burst from the sound.
Carmen walked to Inga and caressed her cheek with his hand. His blood red eyes stared at her adoringly.
"My blood will complete your transformation," Carmen whispered in her ear.
Suddenly, Carmen forced Inga's mouth open slightly and slowly bent down to kiss her. Inga struggled to turn her head, but Carmen's grip was too strong. She watched helplessly as Carmen bit his tongue to put some blood into that kiss.
Black clouds covered Inga's beautiful stars and they rumbled in expectation. Inga could feel that she was going to die, as a human
Inga closed her eyes and braced against the transformation. However, as she awaited, she heard a commotion and felt Carmen's presence be pushed aside. She opened her eyes, and suddenly, a dark figure took the place of Carmen and gave her the dreaded kiss, but it was different. There was blood in that kiss, but I was so sweet and delicious. She sucked on the tongue, not wanting to let the taste escape her. The figure did not stop her, but actually encouraged her to continue.
The roar from the vampires, nor the crash of the thunder, could end that kiss. Carmen had been defeated, but he was not wiling to give up quite yet. He pulled out his sword and prepared to attack the intruder who had ruined a century of hard, careful, precise work.
The kiss finally ended and the figure parted, somewhat reluctantly it seemed. A bold of lightning flashed behind the figure, and Inga saw the long, brown hair cascading over the broad, strong shoulders she saw in her dreams, and the figure that she had all but forgotten.
"D," she whispered in disbelief. Was this real? Was she dreaming once more?
The figure suddenly darted away and Inga heard steel clash with steel. She turned her head towards the sound and tried to see what was happening. Her vision was limited, but she knew that the vampires were fighting D. The agonized screams of the vampires as they feel to his sword rang through the grounds.
Her concentration was broken when a vampire suddenly appeared next to her, ready to kill her as she lay immobile. She was about to scream when the vampire's head toppled and his body collapsed to the ground. Behind the body was a grinning Alexi. She gave him a small smile in return and watched as he defended her from any other vampires.
The screams of the vampires diminished slowly in time, and Inga could hear D's and Alexi's heavy breathing. However, it was all broken when Alexi screamed.
"Traitor!" Carmen yelled from behind Alexi.
Alexi choked as he tried to grab for the blade that impaled him through the chest.
"Alexi!" Inga screamed and tried to break her restraints vainly.
Alexi managed to look at Inga as he feel to the ground, and he smiled slightly as he whispered, "Leila's waiting."
Inga shed a tear and the red stain fell freely down her cheek. He had been her only friend and protection, and how he was gone. She hoped he was happier now, but there was no time to grieve at the moment. Carmen was currently consumed by bloodlust, and he was deadly.
"You ruined it!" Carmen screamed in a new rage and spun around to face D. "I worked so hard to make her mine, and you ruined it!"
D slowly advanced towards Carmen and replied, "She was never yours to begin with."
"I've taken her so many times that she might as well be mine," Carmen taunted back.
"Against her will, every time," D replied coldly. "Inga is mine by her own choice."
Carmen screamed with pure rage and charged towards D. D charged as well and met Carmen head on. Inga could not see them fight, but she could hear their grunts and occasionally she could see sparks from where their swords clashed. She prayed with every fiber of her being that D would be the victor.
However, the clash stopped and they began to speak once more, but the breathing of both men was heavy.
"You think she still loves you after one-hundred and twenty years?" Carmen asked, trying to get D to lose any hope. "You've abandoned her for so long, so what makes you think that she'll remain with you?"
"A promise," D began, "and I did not abandon her. You kept me away."
D had had enough and he let the vampiric powers inside him out and slammed Carmen into the ground. He slowly used some psychic powers to continue to crush him into the hard, cold stone."
"You'll regret ever hurting her," D stated through his now fanged teeth. "Fell all the pain she had to endure!"
D used his power to fling Carmen through the pillars that surrounded the grounds. Once Carmen had gone through them all, D let him drop suddenly, allowing gravity to assist in creating the proper force for the impact. Carmen slowly rose, bleeding from various places. He knew it was the end. This was it. He watched in terror as D walked towards him, power emanating from the dunpeal's every step. When D was close enough, he slapped Carmen across the face, sending the fallen vampire spinning to the ground.
"Now," D said with hate in his eyes, "you join your mother."
D plunged his sword through Carmen's heart and twisted the blade, making it more painful. Carmen's body shuddered, then evaporated into a mist, which was his spirit. D's parasite sucked him up, and the fight ended. D was the victor.
D calmed down and slowly walked towards Inga, using his sword as a walking-stick. She was so happy to see him, and her violet eyes took in every aspect of him as he came closer, always taking in new details that she may have been unable to see. D finally reached her, and he used his sword to shatter her bonds. For her neck adornment, he used his vampire strength to pry it open and break it off from its stone base and threw the two pieces aside.
D sat on the stone altar and gathered Inga into his arms. It had been so long since he had held that slender frame, and too long that he had gone without the touch of that soft, pale skin. He could not help himself as he kissed her shoulders, neck, lips, face, hair, and anything else that was close. She was finally with him--in his arms where she belonged, all the while whispering her name over and over again, as if it were the most beautiful sound he could ever utter from his mortal lips.
Inga wrapped her arms around his shoulders and smiled slightly as her nearly pure blood tears streamed down her cheeks. She was so happy. D had come back, but most importantly, she was home. She could not think of any other place she'd rather be at that moment.
D stopped pressing her to him so he could see her face, and his dark eyes stared into her violet eyes. He gently brushed away her raven hair from her face with his fingertips, but he could not escape her violet gaze. He embraced her once more, making sure that he was not dreaming, and if he was, that the dream would never be able to escape him again.
"It's been too long," Inga whispered as she pressed close to his warmth.
"I know," D replied in his beautiful voice and kissed the top of her forehead. "It's been far too long, but I won't allow it to happen again. I'm never leaving you."
Inga looked up into his beautiful eyes, and he stared back into her almond-shaped ones. He missed looking into them, but his old habits remained intact as a hand gently caressed her soft cheek as the other pulled her body close. As he gently guided her to him, Inga came willingly, and their lips finally met in a passionate kiss that made everything around them vanish.
There comes a time when lust takes due control, and there is no point to quell it. The two lovers were finally reunited, and nothing could stop this second consummation of their union, and so, for the rest of the night, they slept in each others arms with an experience which reminded them of one they had many years ago, when they first knew the passion of each other's embrace. . .
