Happy New Year!
There was this gentle voice and such reassuring warm hands. Vlad…? If this is a dream, I wish you would stay by my side forever. A warm embrace, like someone was holding her, and she fitted into that someone perfectly. Is it raining then? Her cheeks felt rather damp, and the moisture was rubbed away.
It was uncommon for Vladislaus to cry, but cry he did, the tears falling on his beloved's face. He tilted his head back, forcing the tears to stop, but one erratic one continued its descent down his cheek. "Why are you crying?" The voice was hoarse.
"Because…" His eyes widened as a few more tears made their way down. He looked down hurriedly, using the back of his hand to wipe away the remaining tears that blurred his eyesight.
She was awake.
Looking not much better, but she was awake. That meant… That it worked, the blood infusion worked! He laughed, a warm sound, filled with joy.
"Vlad…?" His name out of her sweet lips, her voice growing stronger and more certain. And her delightful face was filled with confusion. Oh, the world was such a fabulous place!
"Nothing my dear, nothing." He chuckled as he kissed her firmly. She gave him a small smile and snuggled deeper into his arms.
Unbeknownst to them, Aleera was watching the whole proceedings. "I don't bloody hell believe it!" She cursed. "That poison was to take her down by the latest, during Spring!" She shrieked, stomping all over the place. "Vlad…?" She mimicked Noriko's voice, twisting it, giving it a sharp edge. "I've never seen sire cry like that before. Never! Why is it that she can make him cry like that!"
She took a gasp, "Furthermore, he wiped his tears using his hand! Sire is not such a person! His clothes were rumpled and his hair down…!" She shrieked a few more times. "Vlad. Vlad. Vlad. Why can she address him like that! She isn't even blooded! Where's her manners?" Her voice had grown even sharper and louder as she began throwing things everywhere. She spun around again, throwing a vase at the door. "Why Aleera, are you throwing my things about? And I believe that this was one of my favourites too. It was given to me by my Father, bless his tormented soul, I got it when he died… Hmmm.. No wonder it was one of my favourites." He murmured, admiring the vase.Aleera was staring at him in shock, she had forgotten. Sire could hear what she said just now… And read her mind if he wanted to.
"You're upset aren't you Aleera? Upset over this new human…" He purred into her ear. "Now what should we do to help you? If the human isn't here, you'll be much happier no?" "Yes sire. She's like a thorn in my flesh…" She hissed, glad that Dracula was seeing things her way.
"A thorn in your flesh you say… If we got rid of the thorn, the flesh wouldn't hurt would it? (Nodding from Aleera) But what if we removed the flesh?" With a growl, he stabbed her through the stomach from the back. "What do you think? We get rid of you instead, shall we?"
Hearing shrieks and cries of pain, Noriko got up from the bed, she was still wobbly, but she made it to the staircase, she climbed higher and higher and the shrieks got worse. "Aleera?" She called.
Aleera smirked at the voice. If she was going to die, she was going to break them apart first.
She had sworn to do so.
Summoning her strength, she teleported right in front of the human. She knew how she must look, bloodied, bruised, open wounds with her bones showing and jutting out. Definitely a sight for sore eyes. "This is how your darling Vlad will treat you!" She cackled, pushing the other female down the stairs. Then summoning her last reserves, she teleported away, she had to get away from the scene.
"Noriko? My love?" She wasn't in the room where he left her. "Master, Master! The one you seek is here!" Igor called. He dashed towards the staircase, where her crumpled body lay, her body like a rag doll's.
Hours of pacing later, as the human doctor waited anxiously for her to wake up. "Sir… She… She has no injury to her…So far…" The doctor stammered.
This was one of the worst hours of waiting. Waiting for her to awaken. Waiting.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
More pacing around as the doctor cowered.
"Sir…" The doctor's voice was tinged with relief, maybe the Count would let him go now.
Vladislaus Dracula looked at the form sitting upright on the bed. Her senses were alert and raring to go. Even her posture was like a deer getting ready to run at the first sign of danger. "Who are you and why am I here?" She demanded.
Answers to her questions.
"What did you say!" He grabbed her wrist tightly.
Her dark stormy purple eyes stared back into his black ones in defiance.
"Who. Are. You."