A/N well this is chapter 3 all of you have been waiting for ^-^'' sorry it's a little late
Chapter 3: Blood-Stained Meeting Part 2
He pulls slowly away from my neck and stares at me confused.
"Why the bloody hell are you laughing?" he asks shocked, but tries to keep his glare.
"Because, I know you won't," I say in a serious tone but smile mockingly just to piss him off more.
"And how the hell do you know that?" he asks defiantly and smirks.
"Because you seem to be the man of great manners, am I right? A gentleman is what they call them," I sneer. I reach my hand behind me.
He stammers a bit but eventually snorts, "Yes, and your point?"
"Well, isn't it polite to know who the name off my 'killer' is before I die?"
He glares for a second and finally sighs, "Fine, I'll tell you, even though it's pointless. The name is Arthur Kirkland, at your service," and looks around, "Can we hurry this up. I feel that the sun will come up soon, and my," he pauses as if thinking of careful words, "playtime will be over."
'So Arthur is his name,' I think to myself. "Fine, you may continue."
"Good, now hold still, this will only hurt for a second," he whispers seductively into my ear. His hot breathe tickling my neck. He tilts my head again with great care and nuzzles his nose into my neck. His fangs graze my tender skin and he licks my neck slowly. A loud moan escapes my lips as he nibbles on my neckline.
He smiles and whispers, "You like that? I usually don't drink straight from humans, but when I do, I have a little fun,"
I laugh between moans and get out, "Well your playtime is over," and my hand grabs my cross necklace and I thrust it onto Arthur. His pupils grow and his mouth opens to say something but nothing comes out. His eyes shut slowly and he collapses onto me. His breathing slows and it seems he fell asleep.
His head lies on my chest, still breathing, and his fangs and claws retract. The color of his skin seems to darken into a soft pink and he seems to warm up. I look at him astonished. He looks… human.
Then I feel it. It pulses through me, making my ears ring. B-bump, B-bump, B-bump. His heart is beating. I feel something shock through me over and over. I scream in agony and hold my chest. My vision flashes and then I fall into darkness.
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Wake up… Wake up Matthew…My eyes slowly drift open to a blurry light. I try to move my hand, but someone is holding it. I shake my head and ask, "What the hell just happened?"
"Well, you git, you just sealed my powers inside that damn cross, is what you did," snorts a familiar voice.
"What?" My vision finally steadies and I see Arthur leaning over me with an unhappy scowl on hi face. "How?"
"Well, by the looks of the exorcist star on your left hand, you're a descendant of an exorcist, and a powerful one at that," he scoffs and turns his head away in disgust.
I turn my head to my left side and gaze blankly at my hand. A purple star glows on my hand and strange writing wines up my arm. It looks to be Latin or something like that. "What is this?"
"It's Vulgarnesta, a language used by demons, vampires, summoners, werewolves and the occasional exorcist. It's a very crude and complex language that no mortal should be able read," he explains grabbing my left arm.
"Well what does it say?" I whisper, still shocked that this is all happening.
He examines my arm closely and then pulls his face away, "It says, 'Exorcist of the Heavens, sent to the world to prevent its hellish demise'."
My eyes widen in fear. Me? Prevent the world's hellish demise? Why me?
"You're shaking? Heh, scared already?" Arthur laughs. "Well, good luck to you on 'saving the world'." He gets up to walk away but he stops. "Give them back," he spats at me glaring.
"What? Give what back?" I ask frightened.
"My powers!" he yells, "You sealed them in that damn cross, remember?"
Oh ya…
"I will when you help me."
"Help you with what?" he asked with pure rage in his voice.
"Figure this out, and save the world-," I'm cut of when my body vibrates. B-bump, B-bump, B-bump. My hands race to my chest, clawing at it, wanting to stop my heart from racing. Arthur grabs my hands and whispers into my ear, "I will, so stop that."
I feel my heart begin to slow and pupils softening. My eyes flutter open and shut. All my energy is gone. Arthur scoops me up by putting his warm arms behind my back and in the crook of my knees. "Thank you," I whisper.
"Don't think I'm doing this for you, twit," he snorts, "It's to become a vampire again, and not a lame-ass mortal. Now where do you live?"
"0701 Eden Street, apartment one," I whisper.
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Where am I? It's so soft and warm. Like home in Canada… Did that really happen last night or was I dreaming of it all?
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A/N So sorry It took so long to update this T^T, had school crap, family stuff, and other stuff going on, but I did finish chapter 3 (even though its kinda short…) Ya… Vulgarnesta is a FAKE language I made up and is NOT real… I'll start working on chapter 4 tomorrow morning… so thank you for your patience on my Italian slowness… (this is not to offend any Italians who read this story; Grazie per la vostra comprensione ^-^')
