Trinity Blood: Wire In The Blood
Chapter thirty-seven: Evanescent
Meanwhile:
Father Nightroad moved slowly toward the crypt of Lilith's mausoleum. A frown marked his face as he approached closer to it and as the chronic feeling of guilt resurfaced in his heart. He pressed the hidden door switch on the building before entering down the fire lit hall and into the fire-haired maiden's chamber. He stopped at her casket and looked down in loneliness and shame, "Hello Lilith; mother," he told her soothingly as he wiped a tear from his eye, "I'm…getting married," he added as he began to sob, "Hannah was resurrected…somehow," a sniffled exhaled from his nose, "We're getting married…finally after nearly nine centuries. I only wish that you could be there too…I'm so sorry for my ignorance…I should've protected you from him…" the priest mumbled before collapsing to his knees and weeping, "I can never forgive myself for letting you die," he blubbered.
Just then a faint image of Lilith appeared be for him with a concerned look, "Abel…Abel…it's alright Abel…" she told him sweetly, "Please forgive yourself…"
The silver haired man continued to sob, "I-I can't," he replied in guilt.
The woman sighed before pulling a beautifully elaborated ring from her pocket, "Abel…promise me that you'll forgive yourself. I don't blame you…I don't blame you. Please…fulfill your dream and marry the one that you love. Live long and happy…allow yourself to be happy with Hannah and your daughter; they need you…." Lilith told him before dropping the newly solidified ring before him, "please refrain from this guilt."
Father Nightroad looked up to see this woman only to discover that she had vanished. His eyes fell to the ring at his knees before he picked it up. He wiped the tears from his eyes and straightened up before nodding at her advise and leaving the chamber.
At the Vatican twenty minuets later:
Katiya tossed her soaked cloths onto the floor in her father's room before moving over to the washroom to get some of the stagnant water smell off of her.
Outside the bedroom:
Michael sniffled sadly as he waited for his niece to come out of her room; holding his shopping bag. Tears of guilt fell from his eyes as he stood outside the door dripping wet. Just then Esther came around the corner and noticed him at the corner of her eye, "OH! Are you ok miss?!" she cried in surprise.
Skye turned to her, "My niece hates me!" he cried.
The nun gasped when she realized that this woman was actually a MAN, "Oh! Are-are you Katiya's and Syair's uncle?!"
"MMMMHHHHMMMM!" the blond haired man said merrily totally forgetting his drama with his sister's daughter.
"Um…would you like to get cleaned up? You're dripping water all over the floor," the red head asked timidly.
The transvestite grinned widely, "Yes!!!!! Yes I would!"
The nun smiled, "alright…follow me please."
The man skipped up to her, "so where's my other niece?" he asked her merrily as he followed her down the hall toward the public washroom.
Back in the room:
The daughter of Abel rubbed herself dry with a bath towel after coming out of the shower. She looked at her sopping wet trench coat with sadness as she began to think of her friend, Hugo, who made that custom for her before he died of lung cancer ten years ago.
"Damn it Skye…" she grumbled angrily at her uncle's stupidity.
The silver haired youth walked into the room and got dressed in some fresh, clean, cloths before grabbing her soaking, stagnant smelling cloths and throwing them in an empty cloth's basket in order to take them outside to air dry before washing them clean.
A half-hour later:
Father Nightroad entered the Vatican and made his way over to the gardens. Moments later a soft smile crossed his face when he saw his niece and his daughter playing a game with their adopted child, Talitha, amongst the grass and flowers as he entered the gardens.
The little girl looked up at him, "Hello grandpa!" she laughed merrily as she waved to him.
He waved back with a sheepish smile.
"Come and join Uncle Abel!" Syair smiled as she enticed him over with her finger.
"Hi father…" Katiya sighed softly as she picked up the marbles and placed them back in their jar.
The priest approached them, "where's Michael?" he asked.
"I think that he and Sister Esther are getting acquainted? That was who I noticed him go with about an hour ago when I seen him standing outside your bedroom door sobbing for some reason," Syair replied.
Abel took a breath before sitting next to his daughter and ruffling her hair playfully. She feigned a pleased smile but it didn't go without her parent's notice, "what's wrong?" he asked with some empathy.
"Uncle Michael ruined my trench coat," she told him.
Her father looked at her with a frown before smiling, "well…it shouldn't be that big of a deal, you have enough to buy another one!" he laughed happily.
His child glared and was about to say something disdainful when Syair spoke up, "Wait! Skye ruined your trench coat?! The one that Hugo Von Ista, the German tailor, made custom for you before he died of cancer ten years ago?! Why didn't you kill Uncle Skye Kati?!" she cried.
"I was thinking about drowning him in that carp pond that he pulled me into when he fell in but I didn't…I just yelled at him," she replied with some bitterness.
"Oh my God I would've though that you'd gut him like a pig from the way you get mad…you're almost like a ticking-time bomb," her cousin smiled before backing off from her friend's belligerent look, "alright…I'll keep quiet now…" she added.
Talitha looked at her adopted mother, "maybe your father will buy you a new one?" she asked her mother thoughtfully before looking at the priest and winking.
Abel got a moronic look on his face, "I could never afford one of those…I can barely afford my cup of tea when I go out to enjoy myself!" he laughed timidly.
The youth groaned, "Let's just forget about it…I don't feel like getting angry again; I've finally cooled my temper down," she mumbled sadly before leaning her head on her father's shoulder and closing her eyes momentarily. The priest smiled sweetly at her before patting the top of her head with his free hand.
"So how's the injuries?" he asked Talitha.
"They're doing ok…" his adopted granddaughter told him happily, "I still can't really walk yet so both mommy and Syair carried me out here to get some fresh air since it's such a nice day," she added with a gay laugh.
"So…uncle where were you earlier?" the dark hair woman asked soothingly.
A big smile crossed his face, "I was out with your aunt Hannah."
Syair's eyes got wider than silver platters, "Abel…Hannah's been dead for centuries; my…father killer her!" she told him.
He chuckled merrily, "she was resurrected somehow and…" he couldn't contain his excitement, "I finally asked her to marry me!"
His child shot up from his shoulder, stupefied, after hearing that, "What?!" she cried in shock.
Cain's daughter was speechless and the human child smiled dreamily before saying with cheer, "awe that's so sweet! So when's the wedding?" she laughed before clapping her hands.
The priest chuckled with anticipation, "I don't know yet but I hope that it'll be soon! I just have to find another priest to do the ceremony…" he replied gaily before adding, "hey maybe Gunslinger will do it?! That android owes me!"
"Oh…Christ…" his child mumbled under her breath; this had been one screwed up week for her.
(To Be Continued In Chapter Thirty-Eight)