This chapter is going to explain some things and be mildly Mihashi-centric. I warned you of darkness, but I guess it's only mildly shadowy.

Hmm, I'm funny when I don't want to be. And I'm not dark and broody when I want to be. I guess I'm just weird like that.

Chapter eight: In which Mihashi realizes Hell isn't for children

Ren Mihashi was on cloud nine.

Every one of his senses of pleasure was heightened and running on overdrive. He could feel his breathing go from easy and calm to moans to shudders to nonexistent.

That was how he felt both times that Abe bit him. When it ended the first time it took every fiber of his being not to stick Abe's teeth back on the flowing wound for some more. Abe's bites were like a drug for Mihashi and he was getting addicted.

Then when Abe was impaled with the sword Mihashi felt one thing, and it was a sense of urgency calling, no pulling him to his catcher's side. It was compulsion. It was accidental. It was completely overpowering.

But still he gave in and found himself once baring his neck to is half-vampire friend.

Mihashi didn't know how it was for Abe, but he felt the desire to mount him right then and there. Mihashi was a virgin, but that didn't matter he couldn't help but think of all the dirty thngs he was going to do to Abe. First he was gonna…

Before he could think anymore about it Abe released him. Mihashi, in his state where he wasn't exactly in control of himself, didn't notice that he was being hefted away. He could almost hear voices arguing.

Something about being dicks, Virgos, and rocks thrown at bosses…

Mihashi tried to focus and find Abe in the chaos and cacophony, but as soon as he thought he did they were gone.

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When Mihashi came back to complete cognizance he found himself chained to a wall by the waist, in a dungeon to be specific.

"Where'mi?" he murmured, trying to focus on his surroundings. All he could see was another person sitting across from him. A boy his age, give or take a year. He was obviously not Japanese, but Mihashi couldn't figure out…

"I'm from Canada," the boy sighed. He seemed annoyed and once more Mihashi's mind went over all the things that he could have done to make this person he never met mad at him.

"Look, could you just calm down?" the boy sighed again. He ran his hands through his long brown hair.

"Huh?" Mihashi knew that he had no poker face, but all of his worries couldn't be that obvious on his visage.

"I'm Descariel," the boy explained. "And I can read your mind. I could ever since I was born."

"Huh?" Mihashi squeaked, not completely comprehending.

"You know your thoughts?" Des elaborated, getting frustrated. He was beginning to wonder why he had been put on first watch.

"Huh?"

Des sighed; apparently he was going to have to say it as if he were talking to a baby, "The words and pictures inside your head?"

Mihashi nodded even though he couldn't completely understand. It wasn't due to a lack of intelligence though, but rather lack of blood. His mind was working slower than normal, and even then normally he had Abe for all of his hard thinking.

"Wait a second; you rely on that leech to do your thinking for you?" Des demanded; his disgust obvious.

"A-Abe-kun is my friend," Mihashi murmured.

Des scoffed, "all you are to him is a meal, even if your blood is poisonous."

Mihashi shook his head violently, thinking hard about all the things that had happened ever since he met Abe. It couldn't be thirst that drove his actions; Mihashi knew that he had forced the issue during the battle with the knights.

"Look, he may have been your friend once," Des insisted. "But now he's a soulless monster that will stop at nothing to feed off you."

Mihashi was about to tell the knight how wrong he was when the door to his prison swung open wide. In the doorway was an older man, his face craggy with wrinkles, wheeling in a cart of some sort.

"Sir Reigus, what brings you here so early?" Des saluted.

"Our Lady has asked that I begin the process," he replied curtly. Des shuddered as he saw what the "process" entailed in Reigus' mind. "You are dismissed."
"But sir…"

"Dismissed Descariel," Reigus boomed. "I do not care if you have the blessing of the Silver Mother's consort, you will remember you place!"

Des fell to the ground immediately clutching his head in pain.

"Wh-what are you doing to him?" Mihashi demanded.

"He doesn't like hearing loud thoughts," Reigus explained as he took a syringe from the cart. "Just shout every thought you think and he's completely useless."

Reigus placed the syringe at the nape of Mihashi's neck and pressed it in deep. He couldn't help but scream in pain, the needle had gone through a nerve.

Reigus ignored the screams of the young man.

"You know they say that the only ways to have Holy Blood is to be descended from the Angels or the Fey," Reigus murmured while the syringe filled. "It's a genetic atavism that cannot occur any other way."

When the syringe filled Reigus yanked the instrument out of Mihashi's neck. He took a moment to enjoy the pain of the two young men in the room with him. It was what he survived on because of his blessing from the First Knight.

Blessings were one thing that all the Knights of the Silver Mother had in common. When they first joined up they had to cast away their original names and take upon a new one from the Knight's holy books. For example Descariel was the name of not only the Silver Mother's consort, but the sole Angel that helped her start the Knights.

After a name was given a certain power came with it.

Reigus kicked Des while he was still doubled over in pain on the ground. Once he finished that he turned his attention back to Mihashi. Reigus drew a knife and traced the blade along his prisoner's arm. At first Mihashi didn't feel it, but then the sting came, then he began raking the blade over the new wounds.

Mihashi begged for the pain to stop to no avail. Reigus reached inside the cart and produced a bag of salt. Slowly he sprinkled the salt over the still raw wounds, but he quickly changed tactics to rubbing the grains into the cuts.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you and your precious Abe-kun," he whispered, inches away from Mihashi's ear.

Mihashi closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, Abe-kun please help me.

Okay, so do tell me what y'all think. I mean I still don't think this is a dark as I thought it could be, but hey I've been wrong before.

Next chapter the Quest Begins to find Mihashi and the Knights Hideout!

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