~Bite of Blindness~ Minyadagniriel
Ch 11: Control
Her teeth were grinding and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth. Cele had been suffering like this for two days. Walter has yet to find any research to successfully remove a spirit from a physical body unless the Hellsing organization was to call upon the church to interfere. That fact that Cele was a vampire would pose an enormous problem. A priest would not touch her.
She twisted in agony against the confines of her resting place. Her glowing green eyes would darken when she calmed.
Robyn's spirit would not allow her to rest; she tormented her subconscious…
The deck of the ship was falling apart. Cele had to hold on for dear life as it capsized. Waves splashed over the guardrails and hit her, tearing her away and into the water. She crashed hard, hitting debris, knocking her unconscious. Her body sank into the ocean…
Next thing she knew, she was brought back to her childhood years and the time she met Robyn. She had been outside alone, sitting on a tire swing, crying. The young redhead spotted her and asked, "Why are you crying?"
"Because I can't stand my parents anymore…"
"Why not?" Robyn sat down on the grass.
"They never let me do anything for myself. I wanted to go play with the other kids on the jungle gym but they wouldn't let me because I could get hurt." Cele wiped her eyes to rid herself of tear stains. "I can't see, so they keep me home all the time."
"Oh. Well how about I play here with you?" Robyn offered. "Hold onto the tire."
Cele was surprised at the girl's request and was caught off guard when Robyn gave her a push on the swing. At first she was frightened but when she heard Robyn's playful laughter, she felt a little more comfortable and started to enjoy the activity.
The flashbacks continued…
Cele could see the aftermath of the cruise ship and then she saw herself being rescued while the liner sank into the ocean, taking all of the crew and its passengers with it. Next she saw Alucard, the devious vampire who turned her. She was making love with him. Cele wanted so desperately to look away but another force was keeping her eyes directed at the imagery.
"WHY ARE YOU SHOWING ME THIS?" Cele screamed out loud, attracting the attention of Integra and Alucard. Both of her masters had been sitting quietly, watching her every move. They didn't expect her to yell while unconscious. Cele growled and released sounds that were not human at all; she also snapped the bindings that held her wrists.
Alucard leapt at Cele, grabbing her hands and pressing them to her sides as she thrashed around. Her face contorted and twisted with rage and pain.
Frustrated, Integra used the phone line to get into contact with Walter upstairs. "Walter, we need stronger ropes, no…make that chains. Have you any luck on finding a solution?"
"No sir. All information I have found relates to exorcisms from the Catholic Church and I'm afraid we'll receive no help from them."
"I wouldn't want their help to begin with Walter."
"Very well ma'am, I'll bring down restraints and continue with my research."
Integra replaced the phone; "Cele may have to fight this on her own."
"On her own…" Alucard repeated, continuing his hold on his student. Never once had he seen a vampire defeated by a spirit, it just didn't happen.
As specified, Walter brought the heavy chains and assisted Alucard in retying the girl's arms down. She looked like a mummy when they were finished, but at least it prevented her from moving or injuring anyone around her. The no life king watched as she struggled against the chains, her hair sprawled out all around her head and shoulders, her skin was clammy and paler than normal. She needed to drink…Robyn was draining her of all her strength. He may have to force feed her like he did ten years ago.
"Walter, would you mind bringing several packets of blood down?" Alucard asked the butler.
"Alucard has a request for once?" Walter mused, "Of course." The gentle old man returned upstairs, fetching the freshest of pouches.
She roamed through the halls of the ship, passing corpses of the crew and passengers alike…
Cele felt cold…like a thin layer of ice clung to her being. She tried to warm herself by running her hands up and down her arms. The hallway just kept getting longer and longer…the end turning into a dark mist. She looked up, able to see her breath. There was someone standing there...a woman and she looked just like…herself? Cele stared at her mirror image; only it was her old self. It was her human half, dark mocha colored skin, ringlets piled on her head and delicately fell passed her shoulders. Her brown eyes she once had returned her gaze. The replica seemed to be floating towards her, actually creeping her out and Cele tried to turn around and run from herself, but her legs would not carry her. It was like being in a dream where you tried to run but you were taken nowhere. "Why are you doing this to me?" she called out.
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After hours of being alone in the basement with his pupil, Alucard figured it was a good time to try and give her a meal. Her face was relaxed for once; perhaps she'd lost too much energy to move herself. He tore open the small pouch and drank a little himself before filling up his mouth and leaning over the coffin. With one hand he separated her lips and pressed his mouth down on her. The blood went into her mouth but she did not swallow any of it. It trickled out of the corner of her lips.
"Damn…"
She was going to get weaker and weaker unless there was another way to give her the precious fluid. Then he thought of a blood transfusion, its never been tried on a vampire before but it may work.
Two hours later, Cele was transferred to the medical ward and she was tied down to a bed. Integra had her under close watch by the staff and postponed all missions for Alucard. His priority was to make sure she didn't attack or kill any of the Hellsing staff.
Two separate IVs were placed in both arms. The nurses did their best to hydrate the vampiress. Her eyes remained closed, save for the few times she lashed out screaming.
"Your body will belong to me after I've destroyed your soul…"
"What?" Cele spun around, looking for the person who belonged to that feminine voice. It sounded so familiar…maybe…using her eyes was a disadvantage. She closed them, carefully listening like she once did in the past.
"Cele…"
Hearing that voice, who was it? Cele tried to place it, thinking back to the images she was shown. The ship, Alucard, her previous life...no...it couldn't be.
"Robyn?" Cele asked gently, almost fearfully. She squeezed her eyes tightly, "Robyn, please tell me…why are you doing this?"
She coughed up a massive amount of blood; some of it speckled Alucard's coat, blending in with the fabric. Cele wasn't winning this battle as far as he could tell. There had to be something he could do. He was able to access her memories and subconscious, but could he help fight off an invading entity?
Alucard wiped off her face with the back of his sleeve, clearing the blood. If he were to enter her mind again, it would require him to bite her and she would lose even more blood. Combining the bite with the spirit's draining capability could kill poor Cele. It was something that he needed to risk. He gently tilted her head back and to the right; prepping her for the deed. Teeth pierced flesh…
The moment he bit, memories flooded into his head and he began his search into the subconscious.
Cele rested on her haunches, too tired to continue running from Robyn. Her vampiric powers were cast aside in her dreams unfortunately. What would her master do in a time like this? Speaking of which, she could feel his presence…but how? Of course, he was probably trying to bring her out of this comatose state. She glanced around the space she resided, nothing but an old dilapidated house. The windows were shattered and spread in pieces on the carpeting. Doors lay off their hinges, the walls were chipped and peeling of the wallpaper.
What is this place?
"It is the house that you called home, Cele…"
Cele's eyes shot towards the ceiling…a young woman floated above her. Her body was transparent and those eyes…pale green and glowing. Her hair, a fiery red flowed all around her. Strange, she wore what looked like a pair of simple pajama bottoms and a tank top…unique for a spirit. "You can't be Robyn!" Cele shouted, "Robyn would never do this to her best friend!"
"Oh, but it is her…"
To her left, Cele was surprised to see her master, "How did you?"
Alucard approached his pupil and touched her shoulder, "We'll discuss that later. Right now, you need to bring yourself out of this illusion. I can only do so much here."
"She'll only take hold of me when I sleep again."
"Then we'll have to figure out how to destroy her when you're fully awake," he suggested.
"What? You want me to kill my best friend?" she gasped.
"Either that or she will destroy you, what would you prefer? Now wake up." He pulled on her arm.
Cele shot up in her bed, red tears streaming down her cheeks. She tried to wipe them away but her hands were restrained to the bed guards. Sitting to her right was her master, smiling with a toothy grin.
"Why am I tied up?" she asked angrily.
"Because you were unpredictable. Integra and I made the order to restrain you." His hands were clasped together in his lap, one leg crossed over the other in his sheer amusement.
"What's your problem?" she wondered.
"No problem, I just find the situation entertaining. I've never been faced with a challenge like this."
She was becoming more irate by the minute, "I don't think this is very funny, you're telling me to kill my closest friend…not only that, you can't kill something that's already dead."
Alucard burst out laughing, "Then how the hell do you explain all the vampires we've taken out?"
Cele was so pissed off that she tore off the thick leather restraints and threw her pillow at him, "YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT!"
Alucard caught the pillow and returned it to the bed, "Do I?"
"You can't kill a ghost…" she said, annoyance in her voice. The wrist braces cam off easily and she dropped them to the floor.
"Ghosts need to be exorcised and you're going to want to have that done as soon as possible…however, performing an exorcism on a vampire has never been done. Not to mention the church will not approve of performing on a vampire." Alucard unclenched his hands, "I'm afraid we're on our own."
"Great…." She mumbled before falling back onto the bed, "I need a drink…"
"You are getting one as we speak, notice the tubes in your arms?" he pointed out.
She looked down at her arms, "Of course…"
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Cele weakly followed her master throughout the mansion, trying to keep up with him. The massive blood loss had affected her strength and vision.
"You gonna live?" Alucard asked her.
"Very funny…" she replied, rubbing her eyes. "Every time I close my eyes, I see an image of her. She looks so angry…like I was the reason for her death. It depresses me."
"Don't let it bother you. Spirits feed off of fear and anger. If you allow her that luxury, then she will overcome your subconscious and you will be trapped within your mind for good." He stopped, turning around to look at her, "By the way, I still intend to keep our little wager from the other day."
"Can you cut me a break? I'm practically ill here…" she whined.
"No, plus this is the easiest way I can keep an eye on you while we sleep so just deal with it." He winked at her.
That night…
Her master made sure to get her mind off of the possession by keeping it occupied with pleasure. He'd bitten her so deeply…
The images and signals flowed throughout her body. Her heat filled the interior of the coffin and rose to the surface. Alucard had to keep the lid off in order to stay cool.
She was letting out small moans and cries while he licked and kissed her belly. Eventually he turned her on her side and crawled up behind her, bringing up her left leg. He let it rest on the edge of the coffin while he adjusted his position so his length was perpendicular to her core. He plunged into her from behind.
"Feeling better?" he asked between thrusts.
"Y…yeah…" she managed to get out. Her left hand traveled down to her clit ad she began masturbating herself, only to have Alucard stop her. He pushed her hand away.
"I don't want you getting there too fast."
She whined a little, "Please…let me?"
"Now, now…give me some time to work one out of you," he teased. His hand traveled around her waist and up to her chest to cup one breast. He squeezed it gently, "You've gotten so much better since our first time, girl."
"I don't think I was an active participant the first time," she whispered. "I have ten years of experience behind me now."
"I've got a few hundred," he replied.
Not knowing exactly what she was saying, she admitted, "That's what makes you the best." Her hand wandered up to his head and she entangled her fingers in his hair. She leaned on her other arm, bringing her face closer to his. She kissed the side of his face and then let her tongue trace along his jaw and down his neck. "I want to flip on my back so I can see you better."
Alucard stopped moving and slid out of her body. He then allowed her to turn on her back, legs spread wide and draping over the sides of the box. He reentered her and began pounding away once again. Cele shut her eyes, allowing the pleasure to take care of her needs.
The pressure was building up. "I'm so close…" she said weakly, voice blanketed over with lust.
Her walls encased him tightly; the contracting squeezed and would not let go. Then he felt her body stiffen as she peaked, then it relaxed as she rode out the orgasm. His release followed soon after and he gently adjusted their positions so he could lie beside her, one arm across her chest and the other around her back. She settled her head on his shoulder and toyed with his black locks. "So much for 'only' sleeping in this black box of yours."
"You couldn't resist me even if you tried."
"I think I could," she said, partially annoyed.
"No, you couldn't. Even if you did, all I'd have to do is cast my hypnosis on you and you'll be begging me for it."
She sighed, "You always do that! You know, one of these days I'm going to learn how to hypnotize and return the favor to you."
"You use hypnosis on me? Doubtful…"
"Since when?"
"I'm your master, tricks like that won't work on my mind." He kissed her, bringing a temporary end to the argument.
She attempted to pull away from his lips, spilling words between kisses, "Well I will…get…my revenge…one of these…days."
Alucard chuckled against her lips, "We'll see," he telepathically said.
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She was surrounded by blackness; no sounds were audible. It gave her an eerie feeling, like she was being watched. "Master? Where are you?" she called. No answer. The dark closed in on her, choking her. It was difficult to tell if she had her eyes open or shut.
"Cele…" a voice called out.
"Robyn?" She recognized it as her friend's.
It had to be another nightmare. This was confirmed when Cele felt something sharp running along her arm. She looked down and saw an enormous gash splitting her flesh apart. Blood seeped from the wound and disappeared into the darkness. She tried to stop the bleeding by putting pressure on it, but another swipe ran down the back of her, slicing open her clothes and three bigger wounds ran along her spine. Cele cried out when the next lash hit her across the top of her thigh, tearing through her black leather pants. She collapsed to her knees, trying hard not to scream.
Robyn's laughter could be heard echoing throughout the dark.
Tears slid down her face. Her injuries would not heal, they just continued bleeding. She hoped the lashings would stop but the end was far from near…
Another strike across her back brought new and intolerable pain; it merged with the prior injuries. She now lay on the ground…or what could be considered flooring. She writhed and flipped herself over several times, trying to dull the stinging.
"Please stop…" she begged.
But the pain didn't end and before blacking out, one last slice was applied to Cele's throat, halting all of her cries. She gasped and tried to draw in breath. Though she didn't require it as a vampiress, the dream was too real for comfort. Her eyes drooped shut and her mind went blank.
Alucard was shaken awake by Cele's thrashing. He quickly grabbed hold of her shoulders and pushed her into the cushions of his coffin. Her eyes shot open ad she glared up at him, not saying a word. He overlooked her body; there were cuts and long gashes everywhere. The worst was on her throat, which bled heavily. She could not speak, only tiny murmurs slipped from her. He then sat up, taking her with him and hugging her to his chest.
"Try to stay calm," he demanded, "Relax…"
She pushed against him and tried to struggle but his arms held her tightly, "Cele…relax. Your injuries won't heal if you're like this," he soothed. Robyn must have tormented her in her sleep again.
Hearing her master's words had a calming affect on her and she listened as he whispered into her ear. Her eyes started bleeding, but her terrible wounds slowly began to heal over.
"That a girl," he said, rubbing along her upper arms. His head now rested on top of hers.
The last wound to heal was her throat and she gasped as soon as she was able. Her body began shaking and she turned around to grasp Alucard around the neck in a tight embrace. Her bloody tears dripped down his back.
To be continued…
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