The Challenge of Life or Death

By MissLadyMinxx

Warning: This fic contains yaoi, vampires, werewolves, blood, gore, possibly lemons in the future and religious statements.

If you feel uncomfortable or easily offended in any way reading this story, please DO NOT READ!

Servant of Satan: 01

1605, Transylvania, Romania

The darkness of the night had swept in with the damp fog in the quiet village of Transylvania. The new moon shone its light over the village, but could not pierce through the eerie fog. It was a quiet little village. The sound of horses pulling carriages was constantly heard, villagers walked through the soggy ground to get where they needed to go and random children were called by their mothers to come inside. The villagers lived a strict and somber way of life, and had a tendency for interfering in others' affairs to guard against immorality. The people of the village were faced with persecution by the superstitions or even being accused of serving the sin acts of Satan and confronted by paranoia from each other. The person that was accused was faced with telling the truth and in the process being shunned by their peers or denies it and be sentenced to death.

In one household, happiness was soon replaced by the shadow of anxiety and unease. The sound of crying filled the quiet home. In a small upper bedroom, Christopher Lavitius kneels in prayer at the bed of his newborn son, who lies on the bed covered in a blanket. The dark bedroom was softly lit with the glow of candles on the nightstand and lanterns from the walls. Christopher is a man in his middle twenties with shoulder length maroon colored hair, which was braided at the end and bangs on the sides of his face. His eyes were a dark crimson. He continued to pray quietly to himself near his crying son.

"Christopher…" A soft voice moaned behind him. Catherine, Christopher's wife, limps into the room. She is a strikingly beautiful woman, but her face is pale and flushed. She had long raven-black hair and amazing sapphire eyes as bright as the stars.

"Catherine!" Christopher said with the sound of concern in his voice. He quickly rose to his feet and caught his wife before she fell. "O-our son…" She whispered.

"My love, you should be in bed resting."

"I-I wanted to see my son…" She quietly moaned to her husband. "I-Is he…well?"

Christopher lightly kissed her forehead and caressed her moist hand. "I'm not certain…for that is not our decision right now."

Jezebel, the family's servant and a trusted friend of the Lavitius family, walks into the bedroom. She brings with her the village doctor. "The doctor is here to see you, sir."

"Well?" Christopher said, glaring into the doctor's nervous eyes.

"I can find no cure for your son's ailment. Being born under a New Moon has cursed his soul already. The darkness of evil is now consuming his heart as we speak. There is nothing I can do. I don't even believe that the light of good could save your son."

"What?" Christopher gasped. He looked at his crying son on the bed. His eyes filled with content and the love of his newborn baby. "Are…are you sure there is nothing you can do?"

"We can't lose our son…our only child." Catherine moaned.

"Nothing. The only way we can save his soul…is to destroy him. Return him to the hand of God. It's the only way." The doctor suggested.

Christopher's eyes were now filled with alarm. He felt appalled by the doctor's words and to even speak them made his eyes fill with rage. He stood and grabbed the doctor's shirt. "How dare you! I will bring no harm to my son! And neither will you! To destroy a child that was brought into this world is disturbing enough! You're nothing but a weak minded fool!" He pushed the doctor against the wall.

The doctor groaned. "B-but…if the villagers find out, its death for you, your wife and your son! He's now been born into a servant of Satan! How do you know that he won't kill his own mother and father? Why sacrifice the lives of people over an oblivious child?"

Catherine walked over to her child and cradled him close. The baby instantly stopped crying in his mother's loving arms. "Because we love him! No one is going to find out. We'll keep his abnormality secretive. No one will know. I will protect him with my life. I'd rather give up my life to save his." She began to cry as she gently ran her fingers through her sleeping son's soft maroon hair and his little golden bangs. She softly kisses his forehead and the baby coos. "I…don't care if my son will someday become some demonic dog. He is still our flesh and blood! He is more precious than the air itself!"

"What say you, doctor? Promise not to speak a word about this to anyone? I'm putting my trust in your hands." Christopher said.

The doctor sighed. Despite how he felt about the situation, he was a close friend to the Lavitius family. "I understand. No one will know about it. I promise you that."

Catherine smiled. "Thank you."

The doctor nodded his head. "I sure hope you two know what you're doing." He exited the room. Christopher sat on the bed next to his wife and hugged her lovingly. He wiped the tears from her eyes. "Everything is going to be fine."

Catherine smiled warmly at her husband's words. "I know, Christopher…"

"I can't believe I have a son…I'm a father." He smiled as he lightly touched the baby's cheek with his index finger. The baby slowly opened his eyes to reveal his bright crimson eyes like his father's. Christopher grinned as the baby grabbed his finger with his tiny hand. At that moment, his heart filled with a warm feeling. A feeling that felt fantastic but was hard to describe. He never wanted this feeling to end.

"He's handsome, just like his father." Catherine said as she continued to smile at her child and then to her husband. They both kiss.

"I swear on my heart and soul to always protect you and my son…Yami." He whispered. The baby cooed and giggled.

To Be Continued…