Chapter 12: The Picture
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When I awoke I felt like I had just woken up from a very long and foggy dream. I could hardly remember what had happened the night before except that after having way to much to drink I was invited up to Duo's room. I have no idea what happened next, and when I opened my eyes I found myself in a violet colored room with torches mounted on the wall giving off a flickering lighting. And I realized I was still in Duo's room and on his bed!
As I looked around the room everything seemed in sharper focus then I remembered them being in before and I noticed a picture of an angel and a demon on the wall currently in dark shadow. I thought it odd that I could see the picture in the shadows but didn't pay it much mind because I was suddenly very interested in the picture itself.
The angel was wearing a white robe and had large white feathery wings spread out of its back. The angel was crouched down, held down by chains on both arms, with the right arm out in front of him looking like he was testing their strength. He was looking up at a demon whose large bat like wings were spread out wide behind him allowing him to hover in the air with a large scythe held in his left hand. An evil smirk played out on his face. He had a large braid flapping around in the wind.
I jumped out of bed and ran over to the picture. A long braid and violet eyes…this demon looked a lot like Duo! On closer observation I looked back over at the angel and let out a small gasp. The angel looked surprisingly like me!
"Dou you like that picture?" I heard a voice ask from the bed.
"Where did you get it?" I answer.
"An old fortune teller friend gave it to me. It's how she tells fortunes. She hands you a picture that she drew after having a 'vision' and then goes through the process of explaining what it could mean. I hadn't given that picture much though recently though. Almost forgot I had it, it's been a good, oh I donno, thirty years since she gave that to me. I think all the pictures I have up in this room are fortunes she's given me…only about two of them have come true so far."
Though I was surprised to hear he'd had it for thirty years I quickly reminded myself that he was not a normal human and I instead gave a quick glance around the room to see how many pictures there were. Just as I could see this picture in shadow from the bed, I could see every other picture as well, even those in shadow on the other side of the room. There were about 20 pictures in the room.
"I go visit her about once a year, just to keep her happy and stop her from giving unexpected visits. She's a little crazy. The pictures I like the best I put in my bedrooms. The rest I store in attics and storage rooms in my various clubs. I've even got some here, only cause I had to many in my other places and there are a lot of storage rooms here to put them in!"ere about 20 pictures in the room.
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r in the air This building is really a fantastic place!" he spoke as if I knew what he was talking about, as if I already knew that he was a vampire. I turned around abruptly about to ask him what he was talking about when he said, "No only am I a vampire but you are now my property. No you are not a vampire, though you will have blood cravings and help me on hunts, if I let you."
At my confused stare at him he continued, "Your blood lust will be for my blood, which will only strengthen our bond, connecting you to me forever. Your cravings will be strong at first, but as they are satisfied they will die down until you will no longer need my blood because by then we will be fully connected.
"As I'm sure you have noticed your vision has sharpened. I can tell you now that all your senses have sharpened. You will learn how much as you use each and time goes by. For some, like smell, the change is not as fast as sight. But soon you will be able to smell things you never thought possible." He paused here as if to give me time to accept all this information.
"You will not be reporting to your commander any time soon. To him you will be the young recruit with so much promise who was taken out on his first mission." I gaped at him with this, how could be possibly know that about me?
"The connection between us is stronger in me right now because I am older and wiser and the one in control. I can read your thoughts as well as scan your memories. I know all about you now. While you slept, I studied you. It is unsafe for me not to know and understand my pets fully and completely."
Not wanting to hear about this anymore I quickly changed subjects back to the picture, "So what does this picture mean then?"
"I'm surprised you haven't figured it out! It's you and me!" he exclaimed with a him of pride on his voice.
"Well I understand your representation in the picture, and I now understand the chains, but…" I couldn't finish, I just couldn't bring myself to ask why I was depicted as an angel. What have I done that is so angel like?
"That's what I hate about the heavens. They wipe your memory clean of them." He shook his head with a frown on his face and got off the bed to walk closer to me. When he was a foot away he reached out his arms and placed each hand on my corresponding shoulder and looked me straight in the eye when he spoke next, "Heero, you're a fallen angel…"
"I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you correctly. Did you just say that I was a fallen angel?"
"Yes I did." I just gave him a blank stare.
"I don't know why you were banished, from the looks of your memories, you're a fighter. I wouldn't be surprised if you were a renegade angel, or a part of some mission that went terribly wrong and your punishment was to be grounded. Your memories of your time as an angel are protected behind a strong charm that I can not break. Only a very powerful seer has the power to break into those charms."
"A seer? Like the one who gave you this picture?" I asked lifting my hand and pointing my thump behind me at the picture.
"Yes! Exactly! Now your starting to understand things!" I wasn't quite as thrilled by this as he was but that was surprising considering this was all new knowledge to me and old history to him. "Look, I'll take you to her with me next time I go! I've been planning a trip to her recently; it has almost been a year since I last saw her!"
"Why do you want to help me get my memory back?"
"Hey! I'm just trying to help!" at my look of distrust he changed his answer, "Ok. So you already know I'm a "demon"" he put two fingers from each hand into the air and did the quotation symbol before continuing, "but I'm really not all that bad! OK! Look stop giving me that glare will ya? So I technically "enslaved" you to me, but it won't be that bad! You'll see, I'm really not that bad…just don't make me lose my temper! But look, I don't like it when people's memories are messed with. It's not fair. Not only does it put them into a state of confusion and fear it can change who they are and completely ruin their lives, as well as those they know. For all we know you could have been on a revolt to fix the government of the angels and they grounded you to end the resistance. Those bastards in control are the Demons. In fact I'm guessing you did have a big part in the resistance, its adding up now. The resistance was strongest about 18 years ago and then all of a sudden out of no where it lost its strength and everything went back to the old way with all the bad people still in office." He frowned again, I was about to ask him how he knew so much about angels when he was a vampire, but I wasn't given the chance because he was quickly changing the subject.
I stored the subject in my head and made a note to ask him about it later. Right now thought it looked like he was going to teach me more about being the "loyal servant" of a great and powerful vampire.
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wow. So I really liked the outcome of that! And I wrote no notes for it! Sweet!
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