~Bite of Blindness~ Minyadagniriel

Ch 12: Remove

Exhaustion showed on her face, she hadn't slept in three days. Alucard tried to hypnotize her into sleeping but she would shake him off. Cele's strength was dissipating; she didn't even want to argue with her master, so there wasn't much fun for him either. All she did was sit in a spare room with several books surrounding her.

Cele was holding one of her favorite novels, 'Pride and Prejudice'; her fingers ran along the protruding dashes. She hadn't read a book in Braille in nine years; she'd become a bit rusty. It wasn't long before Integra joined her.

"You are not looking well these days, Cele."

The vampiress closed her book and set it on her lap. She didn't want to lie to her master, "I'm exhausted, master Integra."

"I can see that," Integra replied, she removed a small case from her ant pocket and pulled out a quality cigar, "You are not sleeping, nor have you fed. Will I have to transfer you back to the hospital?"

"I don't think that will be necessary ma'am," Cele responded respectfully.

"If you continue this way, I will do it. Please go to the kitchen, Walter will be waiting for you with a meal." Integra placed the cigar in her mouth. She was a woman of stature and not someone to mess around with.

Not wanting to disobey her master, Cele put her book on the armrest of the chair and stood up. She bowed to Integra and made her way out of the room but she stopped at the doorway.

"Something wrong?" Integra asked. She chewed on the end of her cigar and got up as well.

Cele was just standing in the doorway, partially leaning on it. She wasn't moving a muscle.

"Cele?" Integra called to her and touched the vampiress on the shoulder. "Are you all right? Maybe we should put you in the hospital anyways, you're too weak to be…"

A large swipe to Integra's right arm cut her off. Cele turned around, surprising Integra…those bright green eyes…

"You're not Cele…" Integra said, holding her injured arm with the other.

'Cele' began moving towards her master, with the intent to kill…

Integra backed away from her servant, ripping a firearm out of the holster she kept at her waist. With her good arm, she fired multiple shots. All of them hit the vampiress, but none slowed her down. Integra emptied the chamber and dropped the gun, looking to the walls of the room for a weapon. There was an old sword just overhead and she reached for it, pulling down the rusted blade. She defended herself as best she could with one arm, blocking each of Cele's attacks until the sword shattered. She still held onto the hilt, waiting for the next strike. She took another hit to the injured arm, this time dislocating the shoulder. Integra shouted with pain, her arm dangled at her side. 'Cele' was upon her and ready to end her…

"Alucard!" Integra screamed. He was her last line of defense and right on cue, he fazed into the room. He took one look at his master and his face twisted with rage. Cele injured her pretty badly.

The no life king stood between the two women, a strong defensive stance in front of Integra. He stared down his pupil; her green glowing eyes returned his gaze. She wasn't herself but he had no choice, the attack on his master was too much. She couldn't be allowed to roam free in the mansion after this. Alucard waited for his student to attack, a trademark of his to allow the enemy first strike…but it never came.

"No?" he remarked, "Your first mistake girl…" He lunged at her, taking a swing at her head. 'Cele' dodged and leapt to the ceiling, her feet attached themselves to the plaster of the roof and she stalked along it, upside down. Alucard mimicked her to the ceiling, the two of them paced around in circles, each eying the other. 'Cele' then made her first move, she summoned her familiars, formed a large black spear along her right arm and charged at him. She thrust it forward, going for the heart.

Alucard grabbed onto the long appendage and threw his pupil into a wall. Several items fell, nearly dropping onto Integra. 'Cele' got to her feet again and tried a new attack. Her arm morphed into a long sword, the blade at least six inches wide, and the edges were serrated.

"Nice detail…" Alucard said, impressed with his student's talent.

She swung the overly detailed weapon, coming close to his torso. He allowed the hit; the sword cut through his belly, blood poured out of the enormous wound.

"Very good weapon you have there, girl," he commented. "Now it's my turn…" He materialized several arms and they rushed in to grab at her. They spread around her, gripping onto her long sword and limbs. He severed the weapon from her arm, blood spurting all over the room. Then he pushed her down into the floor.

'Cele' hit the ground with a sickening crunch, bones were broken and they weren't healing like they should. Alucard leapt down from the ceiling and next to his pupil, whom was trying to get out from under him. He bent down next to her, "I know you're the one in control of this body Robyn. You have next to nothing in power compared to my student." He then transformed his arm into a spear; much like the one 'Cele' had moments ago and he forced it through the vampiress' body, piercing her chest. She didn't even scream…but those green eyes were glowing with anger.

"Don't move," Alucard told Cele menacingly and let the materialized weapon release from his arm, keeping her in place, "I'll be back for you…" He then went over to Integra and helped her up. She allowed him to take her out of the room and into the hall.

"My arm's injured pretty badly…" Integra said. She stopped about halfway down the hall to sit in a chair. "Have Walter come upstairs and take me to the medical ward. You need to take care of Cele before she kills someone." She looked at her injured arm, "It's going to take weeks to heal."

Alucard knelt down next to her and looked over the injury, "Dislocated. Why were you with Cele to begin with?"

"I was questioning her about her sleeping patterns and why she wasn't eating. I didn't really gain any valuable infor… Ahhhh!" Integra screamed as Alucard relocated her shoulder with force. "You bastard!" She cursed him several times over.

He laughed, "My apologies master, but if it wasn't me, then the medical staff would have done it." He got up, "I'm going back to deal with the girl. Can you see yourself downstairs?"

"I'll manage, hurry up and get back there."

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It was like a very bad dream…

Cele's mind claimed rights to her body once again and she found herself in a great deal of pain. A long spear-like weapon was protruding through her chest, keeping her immovable against the floor. She tried to slide her body up the shaft but her legs were at such an odd angle that it made the attempt impossible. Next she tried yanking it from the floor, but the end was buried so deep within the wooden planks. Se just lay there for a moment, wondering if her master would return to finish the job. She knew what Robyn had tried to do and wouldn't be surprised if Alucard put her six feet under.

She closed her eyes, waiting…

Next thing she knew, a hand was gripping her around the throat. Her limbs went numb and her eyes burst open, it was her master. Alucard was squeezing her small neck so hard that she couldn't speak. Her hands flew up to his arm, trying to loosen his grip; "Ungh…" was all she could manage. He then started lifting her up, the spear slid through her as she rose higher. He didn't let her go when she was clear of the weapon, which disintegrated moments later. Cele was clear off the ground, her legs dangled. She looked into her master's eyes; they were so full of hate…

"I don't know which being is in control of this body right now, but know this…I have nothing holding me back from killing both of you at this time. You attacked Integra and that sin is unforgivable." He squeezed tighter; receiving tiny gasps and cries from her.

Her eyes evaded his gaze, fearful of him.

"Do not look away," he demanded harshly and he dropped his extended arm so his face was directly in hers.

Cele looked directly at him, not even daring to look away again. Alucard examined her face, looking for any sign of his pupil. Her eyes were no longer a glowing emerald color, but the innocent blue she once had when she was a human. Blue flashed back and forth with red as if her body was confused whether it was human or vampire. He could see the softness in her face returning.

"Ma…ster…" she choked out.

He loosened the hold on her. She recognized him as her master; it was his pupil talking for sure. Her expression held no lies.

She stopped struggling and let go of his arm. He too, released his grip on her and she crashed to the floor, gasping and clutching at her throat. "I'm…s…sorry master…I couldn't…"

Alucard was at her side in an instant and he grabbed hold of her hair, making her face him once again. Cele reached to the back of head, trying to remove his hand from tugging any further. He spoke gently, "We're going to figure this out tonight…whether it kills you or not…"

"Please…master let go," she begged. The poor girl had enough of his tormenting.

His fingers let up on her locks and he traced them around to her face, "Fine, but only because you asked so nicely." He got up, "On your feet."

She pulled herself together and got up, noticing that her wounds had finally closed and all other traces of pain were gone.

"Your healing has been slowed too much, follow me now for a drink and we're going to see Walter."

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The blood just didn't seem very appetizing. Cele didn't want to eat, afraid that she would cough it all up.

"Drink, girl…it's not a request."

"I'm sorry master…I don't think I can keep it down." Cele pushed the bag aside on the counter.

The two vampires had been in the kitchen for twenty minutes waiting for Walter and an update on Integra. Alucard sucked on a packet of O negative, watching her intently, "Pick up the bag and drink before I shove it down your throat. You know you are a pain in my ass these days…"

"How the hell was I supposed to know this was going to happen?" she yelled and picked up the bag.

"Just do it," he repeated, finishing off his own bag.

Cele got extremely pissed off, she didn't want to drink…there was no point. She then threw the bag at her master, who caught it easily. "Why don't you shove it down your own throat?"

"Tsk...tsk…Cele…Cele…" he said, heavily disappointed. "I already kicked the shit out of you earlier, do I have to do it again?"

"I'd rather you didn't." She crossed her arms and turned her back towards him, "Haven't I suffered enough? I'll have nothing to do with you for the time being, I'm so angry with you…" She could feel her master's presence drawing near. His arm then wrapped around her waist, quickly turning her around to face him again. "What is it?" she asked, slightly annoyed and made eye contact with him. She regretted looking at him because he was attempting to hypnotize her again, "Oh no you don't!" and she pushed him to put some space in between.

He kept his hold around her, "I wouldn't have to do this if you did it yourself."

"I told you once already, I can't keep it down!"

"You haven't even tried yet, now do it."

"I'd rather not," she replied. She pushed at is chest, "I'll shove my arm through you!"

"Injure me however you like, it makes no difference to me." Alucard bit down on the packet he held with his free hand, "You will drink whether you want to or not."

"No thank you!"

Alucard's arm traveled up her back and to her neck, catching her hair in the process. He pulled on her locks, her head fell back, and he pushed her into the counter top. She turned her head to the side, trying to avoid his piercing gaze.

"Exposing your neck to a vampire isn't a wise decision, girl. You of all people should know better," he said. Then he lowered his head to her throat and took a bite, roughly sucking at the flow of blood.

Cele wanted to hurt him so bad for how he treated her earlier, but during times like these, she wanted nothing more than to mold to his body.

As he drank, he opened the packet behind her and readied it for consumption. He let go of her flesh, letting his tongue lap up the remainder of her essence. "Why do women have to be so stubborn?" He was about to take a mouthful from the packet when she unexpectedly slammed her lips against his. Alucard blinked several times. She nipped at his bottom lip, trying to get him to open up. He pulled away from her and smiled, "I think not girl, I will not accept a half starved vampire into my bed," and he pointed at the packet. "Drink," he commanded.

She once again refused the pouch and left it in his hand.

In frustration, Alucard followed through with filling up his mouth and forcing the red liquid into her mouth. His mouth crashed over hers and oddly enough, he received no resistance from her. She swallowed every drop.

He licked his lips clean, "You wanted me to do that didn't you? You're a glutton for punishment."

Cele said nothing, but she reached up for the bag and consumed the remainder.

"I knew it, you enjoy every bit of torture I put you through!" he smirked at her.

"So what if I do?" she said seductively.

"There are times when I wonder about you girl."

"I could say the same for you," she retorted, "You beat the hell out of me earlier and now you're all playful-like."

"I like to play with my food…" He licked his lips to make a point.

She really wanted to throw something back at him, but lust would have to wait. There was a poltergeist to get rid of. "So now what? You said Walter would be meeting us down here."

A little disappointed she changed the subject, Alucard began, "He might have found a way to get rid of that spirit. I have no idea what is taking so long." He let his hands fall from her waist and decided to sit at the nearby table. She then pulled herself up to sit on the counter.

Twenty minutes later…

Walter finally arrived, carrying several papers and a book. Cele's interest peaked as the old man sat down at the table and began rummaging through the documents.

"Did you find anything Walter?" she eagerly asked.

"Oh yes, young lady. I did," Walter replied. There wasn't any emotion in his voice.

"Is something wrong?" she pressed.

Walter sighed, "I went through every book, every bible, contacted paranormal agencies, and even spoke with the Catholic Church…none were of any help. However…"

"Yes?" Cele was leaning forward to the point where she may fall off the counter.

"I found one internet website that provided a possible solution." Walter pulled a sheet of paper from the bottom of the stack.

"What did it say?" She slid off the counter and joined the two men at the table.

"Cele, I don't know how you're going to take this…"

"Just say it Walter!"

"My dear," the old man started, "You're going to have to die…again…" The words rolled off his tongue.

Cele was stunned and she fell back into a chair, "That's impossible…I'm already dead."

"I know it is going to be a challenge for us, but there has to be a way. You two have killed vampires together for many years, I'm sure you will figure something out."

"Walter, I'm not like those other vampires, it's impossible to kill me in the same manner."

Alucard stopped Cele's temper tantrum, "Then we'll have to figure it out. So killing her will get rid of the spirit…"

Walter read over the paper, "According to this, a spirit can remain in a body as long as the host is alive. Cele, you can still move, interact, and show emotion. Robyn's spirit recognizes you as 'alive' because of this. In order to rid yourself of her, you must take away the subconscious by means of death."

"So I need to make my body inaccessible, will Robyn try to take over another body?"

"It's possible. So we need to exorcise the spirit when she leaves you before she can claim another." Walter gathered up the paperwork, "We've already begun preparations. Tomorrow we will begin, so have a solution for your 'death' by then."

Walter left the kitchen, the two vampires stayed behind, staring at each other.

Cele scraped her fingernails on the table, "This is my only option…I have to die…"

"It seems so," Alucard said, crossing his arms.

"How am I going to do this and what if I can't find my way back?" The thought of death actually scared her.

"I may have a way of accomplishing that, but the chances are slim that you'll return."

She stared at him, "How?"

"I'm going to have to exhaust you of all your blood once again."

"You mean to slice me to ribbons?"

"No, I'm going to drink you dry. Slicing you up would serve no purpose, as the wounds would heal fast. In the meantime, just try to relax and place some trust in your master," he said.

"Fine, but I don't know how I'll relax under these circumstances."

To be continued…

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