Vampire Night Chapter Five by Ashford2ashford

Disclaimers: I do not own the Ashford's the Ashford's own me!

Rating: R…or was it PG-13?

Pairing (s): Alfred/Alexia implied…

Timeline: Set after the cataclysm of the Rockfort disaster. The reason the island is still there is part of the New Island Saga of an RPG. Basically, Alfred and Alexia are happy knowing Umbrella think they're dead…

Summary: Alfred Ashford goes to Scott Harman's body and puts on a false face of sympathy and sadness for Agent Hunk, but as he does this little does he know that up in the Ashford Castle something else is unfolding...something that he couldn't stop even if he tried...

Alexia Ashford has realised the full strength of her vampire capabilities - already mastering things that her brother hasn't been able to discover he can do yet! - and now she's realised that she doesn't need a vampire tutor such as Alfred...she'd rather it went back to the way things always have been, with Alfred beneath her on the food chain. Of course, she'd never hurt her brother...not too much...only enough to make him...submit?

AN: Well…not much to say really…it's been ages since I updated it…

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Vampire Night – Chapter Five – Submission

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"Estimated time of death unknown. Cause of death severe blood loss. Corpse identified as Scott Harman or Rockfort's servitude………………………"

Alfred Ashford feigned sadness for as long as his aching gut would let him, and then after the investigation had been carried out, he had simply let the SWAT team do the work and had started his retreat back to the mansion when he was stopped by James Cooper AKA Hunk.

"Mr Ashford." Hunk bowed low, his helmet under one arm, revealing the back of his neck to the master of the island, unaware that steel blue eyes were fixed on that area of skin, fangs sliding from their sheaths, saliva dripping in his mouth, and his fangs gnashing in anticipation of the taste of the flesh, the smell of the blood, and the warmth of the liquid trickling down his throat…and then Hunk looked up, and Alfred was forced to restrain himself once more.

"H-Hunk." Alfred responded, his voice a little shaky, "Wh-what can I do for you?"

James looked the younger of the military in the eyes and then smiled lightly, his facial expression that of one who was trying to smile through pain. It broke Alfred's heart – if he had had one – to see his childhood friend like this, but he was not one to be persuaded to change his ways, not even for Hunk.

"I just wanted to say, I'm sorry you had to see what you saw today." James had this smile that made Alfred feel as though worry and pain were all in a days work for him, and he was probably right. It was only a shame that Alfred wasn't actually feeling anything right now, let alone remorse!

"Oh…well…it's quite alright." The vampire was feeling a little drained now. Being out during the early hours did that to him. He turned to take his leave once more, "I'm sure there was nothing you could have done…"

Hunk stepped forward to say something more and then closed his mouth and halted himself as he watched the back of his superior on the retreat. Something wasn't right, but then again, Hunk suspected that Alfred wasn't showing his grief, and he had gone to mourn the death of the family Butler. He sighed.

Poor Alfred. He's probably in shock over what happened to Scott. I should leave him to mourn. It would be the correct thing to do.

If only Hunk had seen Alfred's blood red eyes and the set of fangs that gnashed their disapproval of letting such a feast go…

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Alexia Ashford waited for her brother in the library.
It was noon now, and he had been out all day; a most unhealthy habit for a vampire, but her research on what she was had only just begun for her, so her brother was simply a concern for later. Now she would see what it was she could do exactly…after all, she was sure there was more to being one of the nosferatu than just blood sucking – deadly sure.

Of course, she needed concentration to study, so she decided to let out all of her energy as she had done as a child, usually with Alfred watching her and playing the piano for her, his soft fingers darting across the piano keys, his eyes looking upon her with adoration for her movements as she danced along to his tunes, sang to his music, and graced him with her very soul in a dance.

Not many people knew that she liked to dance…

She danced about lightly for a moment, her long sweeping dress lapping around her ankles like flowing water, each movement fluid and graceful, dancing to music that only she could hear. Her toes touched the floor lightly and then carried her back into her dance again, her eyes closing to the pure ecstasy of the power flowing through her. Her golden hair floated about her face, gentle and feather light against her pale and delicate porcelain skin – the dance being that of a vision of beauty to an onlooker.

Dancing and dancing until it came across to her mind that her toes were no longer on the floor, and that her entire being seemed to be dancing on the air itself, barely any mass behind it; all soul and nothing else! Her eyes opened wide and she continued dancing through fear she may fall, but she never did – only spinning higher into the Ashford Castle's Library peaks.

This was true power.

With only a small thought on her half, her feet settled down on the floor again, with a dancer's grace, and she found herself smiling like she had never done before in her life – a joy behind her power. She had smiled like this, of course, when she had obtained her true goal of the T-Veronica, but that was long since dormant within her, and with her new powers she hardly gave it a thought of wanting its dominating presence back. Her blue eyes fixed upon the door. No one had seen her; she thanked the gods of the vampires for that, before musing. Did vampires have gods? She would have to look into that in much more detail once she had done her research.

Bringing out a dusty library order form, she flicked through a few pages until she reached the 'horror' section – the section that until now had been ordered from a minimal amount of times, most of the orders being several novels for her brother (twins as they were, his interests were very different than hers; he preferred literature and art to science.).
Her finger trailed down the line of book names until her nail reached the name that Alfred had adored for so long, "Anne Rice."

She immediately set about ordering this book, after all…what harm was a little vampire research every now and then?

(AN: Anne Rice is a real Author in case you didn't know, and all her works are copyrighted to her. I'm just using her name for inspirational purposes only! Thank you.)

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Alfred returned home late that night, a trail of blood coming from his lips, and a cat like smile of content on his beautiful features, his gaze wandering to the figure stood in the corner of the castle before he could begin to ascend the stairs.

"Alexia?"

She must have waited up for him. That was the only reasonable explanation.

"Hello, brother." She stepped out of her place in the shadows – although Alfred could see her either way due to his night vision – and smiled at her sibling, a smile that made Alfred's brain scream "DANGER DANGER" in his head.

Shakily, he returned the smile.

"You waited up for me?" He motioned to the pale grey sky outside the castle – the first signs of breaking daylight – it was three in the morning, "It's very late. I thought you'd be in bed."

"You thought wrong then, didn't you Alfred?" He couldn't tell whether this was a question or a statement, her voice so light and airy. She stepped towards him, and Alfred blinked; shaking his head as if in a bad dream, but then his eyes widening more so when he realised he wasn't.

She was floating above the ground!

Only a few inches or so, but still…it surprised him that he hadn't even thought about the extent of his own powers! By now, it was too late! Her soft gentle steps and her delicate liquid like movements told him that she had mastered this technique…and he hadn't.

He was her elder for god's sake!

It was supposed to be him teaching her about being a vampire; he created her! The tables had turned indeed. Alfred Ashford knew then that Alexia would always be the Queen, no matter what had birthed her. Bringing down her elders was just one of her techniques!

"Alexia…" Alfred felt that same old pitiful whimper in his voice and he knew that even with his immortality and strength, he was afraid…very afraid. She stepped towards him and he felt something burning within him, something he knew he shouldn't be feeling, and he heard Alexia laugh softly.

"I will not harm you, Brother." She told him, her feet touching the floor once more and her knees bending as she knelt down, taking him with her, "I know what you're thinking. I can read your thoughts. Usually, I shouldn't be able to, at least, that's what the books say, but I've read your mind Alfred, and you're afraid of me. Why is that, Brother? Do you think I would harm you?"

His mind screamed yes but his lips said "N-no…of course not."

Alexia smiled and he knew she had understood the former.

"I would never harm you." Her weight was on his now, not that it was much, and he felt himself sliding downwards onto the Castle's polished floor. Alexia's hands were on his, and he could feel the blood inside him, the fresh blood, rushing to his face, causing his pale complexion to blush deeply. Her lips were on his in frenzy – she could smell the blood within him – and everything seemed to move so fast, so quickly, overwhelming his mind…

Then it was daytime…

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The twins woke in a heap on the floor of the Castle, realising that not only was it very late in the afternoon, but that there was suddenly a blanket over them, pillows under them, and that the maids had been in the castle and had tidied up the area and cleaned around the two twins, quietly so as not to disturb them.

"Oh god…how many do you think saw us?" Alfred felt the blush rising to his face again. As it happened, both twins were naked on the floor, and neither one had realised they'd fallen asleep like this! The male of the twins huddled himself in the blanket and whimpered.

Alexia sighed, "This is annoying…"

She closed her eyes and concentrated on sending her awareness out to the entire complex, searching for anyone who had any knowledge of what the twins had done and then smiled.

"I shall correct this…brother…"

Within seconds people had forgotten…

Alfred shivered.

Things were moving so fast…he had to keep up…had to…

He closed his eyes…he slowed his breathing (he breathed even though it was not necessary, it was just a natural instinct to him)…and then he thought…thought about catching up with Alexia's fast pace, thought about slowing her pace…thought about slowing…slowing…slowing…

He heard a peal of laughter and then opened his eyes, glaring at Alexia.

She smiled and kissed his forehead, her lips light against his cool flesh. He shivered involuntarily and then looked at her with that same old wide eyed childish wonder.

"I know things are happening too fast for you." She spoke in a tone that somehow reminded him of summers past, and of sweet tasting apples, "I'll try and slow down. I'll even begin to teach you my brother. Understand this now, though…you are no longer the master in this game of vampires. I am your master and teacher, and you are my fledgling."

Alfred looked up, his smile apparent on his pale features, "Have I ever been any more?"

Alexia brushed his hair from his eyes and smiled, "Scott Harman may be dead and Hunk may still be here, but inside here, inside our Castle, our haven, we are just beginning our new life in darkness. We have power, Alfred. Not just me, but you too.
"The Ashford family will rise again. I shall be your master, you shall be my servant. We'll train our power, and then we'll continue to live whilst others die. If you'd like Alfred…(her voice lowered to a purr) we could turn Hunk into one of us…make him our servant…"

The twins stood together in perfect unison, both wrapping the blanket around each other. The male of the twins looked at the female and smiled.

"I think I'm going to enjoy this, Alexia." He smiled.

Alexia returned the smile, "So do I, Brother…so do I…"

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Ashford2ashford: It's never over until there is a perfect conclusion, and it's up to Hunk to save the day in the next chapter – the Finale of Vampire Night! I hope you've all been with me the past few years I've been writing this! It's a classic!
See you next chapter!