((AN: I WAS IN A RUSH. DON'T KILL ME PLEASE. WAAAAH. CREDIT TO OVERTHELOVEOFYOU.))
"Oh thats beautiful..."
Artemia smiled as her and Sebastian walked down the hallways of the mansion. She was marveling at the paintings on the walls.
Sebastian smiled that strange smile. "I'm glad you like them. Not many people have taste for paintings such at these. They are often ignored." He explained. Artemia shrugged. "People forget beauty in paintings...It's often self expression..."
Sebastian nodded. "Indeed."
Their conversation was soon interrupted by footsteps. Artemia slightly turned her head, seeing a young boy with bluish hair and a eyepatch walking casually down the hallway. He barely glanced at Artemia or Sebastian, before opening a door and entering it. The door shut with a click.
Artemia blinked. "Who was that?" She asked curiously.
"That, Was my god son, Ciel. He lives with us since we are the only people he considers family he has left." He explained simply.
"Oh...How many people live here exactly?" She asked.
"Several." He answered simply seeming to not want to bother counting. She chuckled softly. "Can you introduce me to them?" She asked. Sebastian smiled softly. "Alright. We'll take you to see Angelina. She's a wonderful woman." He replied. Artemia suddenly felt relieved. So there WAS a female in the house.
They continued to walk a long while. It was hard to believe how large the estate was. Finally, Sebastian came to a door, knocking softly. A female voice answered.
"Come in."
Sebastian slowly entered, Artemia followed after. A woman was sitting behind a desk, stacked full of papers. She had beautiful red hair and red eyes like Sebastian...She blinked At Artemia. "Sebastian, who is this?" She asked with suspicion. Wow, weak welcome party.
"It seems Artemis failed to tell us that he had a daughter. This is Artemia." He said with that weird smile. Angelina looked surprised. "Oh. Hello there." She said with a genuine smile, finally, someone who cared.
She smiled back. "Hello. How are you?" She asked. Angelina smiled. "Well, Today started out slow, but I'm hanging in there."
"What are you working on?" She asked, unable to help herself. She was curious. Angelina smiled. "I'm a doctor, so I have to go through several paperwork of my patients." She explained. Artemia perked. "Oh wow...Thats pretty tough." She agreed.
"Speaking of which, Sebastian, you still have yet to see me." Angelina said with a pout. Sebastian suddenly looked nervous. "Well I...Uh...I have been terribly busy." He lied through his teeth.
"Uh huh..." She wasn't buying it. "In here, monday morning. You still need a psychical." She said firmly. Artemia was trying not to laugh at how perverted that sounded.
"I will, I will." He said sheepishly.
"Good, And tell Ciel that he needs his teeth checked. He keeps eating too much sweets." Her voice changed to a tone that Artemia didn't notice. Sebastian nodded briefly.
"Now, I must continue my work, long day ahead." She said with a sigh. Sebastian nodded, leaving the room quietly. Artemia smiled and waved as she left. "It was nice meeting you Artemia." Angelina called.
Artemia then smiled. "Where to now?" She asked Sebastian. He shrugged. "There is the library, and the garden." He suggested. Artemia lit up. She loved books. "The library. Pleeeaseee." She laughed. Sebastian chuckled. "Alright then."
.../\/\/\...
The library was bigger then she thought. It was like being in a chapel. The ceiling overhead was decorated with beautiful art. And the room was filled with tall bookshelves, filled with century old books. Artemia's eyes lit up. "This is beautiful." She squeaked. She was overwhelmed by the beauty. Sebastian did all this?
"Took me a while to finish this off." He said with a sigh. They soon walked throughout the library. "And everything is alphabetized, before you ask." He said with a chuckle. Artemia laughed. "You are just amazing." She complimented.
"Thank you, I try." He said with a closed smile. They continued to walk, Artemia's eyes scanning titles.
But Suddenly, A clawed hand suddenly shot out from between the books, grabbing ahold of her arm. "Boo." It was cold, deathly cold. A shriek came out of Artemia's mouth. She twisted her body to look at the arm grabber. She blinked.
A male with a hoodie over his eyes was smirking at her with a wide mouth. He had silver hair covering his eyes. As though pretending to be emo. But he didn't appear that way at all. He also had scares all over him. Including his pinky.
"Oh, Undertaker. There you are." Said a smiling Sebastian. Undertaker? What kind of name was that? The male quickly released her arm, before coming around the bookshelf. She got a good look at him. Jeans, hoodie, boots. Yeah, he didn't dress dark enough to be emo. Even though his nails were black. He certainty was strange. "And who is this lovely woman?" He asked with a coy smile. Artemia quickly realized how tall he was as well. She had to look up at him.
"This is Artemia. Artemis's daughter..." Sebastian quickly explained, earning a rather surprised look from the male. "My, My. I was not aware of the old man havin' a daughter." He said, rubbing his chin.
Artemia looked sheepish. "Yeah...Been getting that a lot."
"We're getting a tour of the house. And Artemia is now the owner..." He explained.
Undertaker tilted his head, the smile turning curious. "I see. I hope the estate meets to your expectations, m'dear."
Artemia quickly answered. "I L-love it. It's beautiful." She admitted. The silver top smiled. "Perfect. Well, have a good look at the library. Many old treasures to be found." He suggested, before waving and going back to hide behind one of the bookshelves. Artemia blinked. He was certainly a strange one.
But she had to admit, he was cute looking. Eh, he could have been a creeper for all she knew.
But still, he was pretty damn cute.
Artemia shook her head, walking with Sebastian through the library. So many books. It was insane. She found old original copies of books. Some from Lord Or The Rings, to Sherlock Holmes. It was amazing.
"Whats the backyard like?" She asked him. He smiled. "Beautiful. Would you like to see?" He asked her. Artemia nodded. "I would love to see."
…/\/\/\...
She was completely taken aback by the pure beauty of the garden. There were so many healthy tall plants, The grass was green, So many colors of flowers were around her.
"...Holy shit." She squeaked out. This was just too much...
Sebastian smiled, before glancing to the doorway. "If you'll excuse me, I need to have a word with someone. You don't mind being alone do you?" He asked her. Artemia shook her head. "I'll be alright." She said.
She watched him leave, wondering what was up. She was fine with it. She soon sat on the grass, feeling the softness under her. It was really beautiful out... There were trees, a pond, a pathway, beautiful crystals and gemstones lining the pathway. It was so perfect. It was incredible. Sebastian had a keen eye for beauty.
Her thoughts were broken when she heard footsteps. She raised her hand to block out the sun in that direction. She soon blinked in surprise.
Undertaker was standing there in the sunlight, his hand holding a phone, she finally was able to get a good look at him. He was bare chested. Hairless. With long silver hair reaching his tailbone.
He seemed so angelic, standing there with no shirt on. He seemed to just be relaxing. He was toned beautifully, not too muscular, but perfect...Amazing...
But there was something else. Scars. There was scars all over his body. She could only imagine what had happened to him. They looked like stab wounds. Perhaps he had a run in with a druggie. He certainly was skinny...
He glanced up, seeing her staring. He smiled, before returning to his phone. Artemia smiled softly. He was certainly nice. At least for the most part.
She dare not talk to him. She wanted to keep her distance. He seemed to be relaxing at the moment anyways. Her eyes then focused on the pond down below. Some birds chirped and bathed in it. This place was just ridiculously beautiful.
She was suddenly startled as a rock landed in the pond, startling the birds and fishes. A low giggle made her turn her head, seeing Undertaker watching in amusement as the birds flew away. Artemia pouted. "That wasn't nice..."
"Yes but the reactions are very humorous..." He smirked, lifting his head up to look at the sky. Artemia was still pouting. "And here I was thinking I shouldn't ruin your quiet moment." She joked.
He snickered, before looking back down at his phone. "I have plenty of quiet moments. And I will have more to come." He said simply. Artemia's pout faded. "Did you know my dad well?" She asked. It was best to start with the odd one.
"Hmm...A bit reclusive... Just a very odd man. He never spoke of his family. Or friends. Only about inventions and up to date information."
Artemia's eyes lowered. So her dad really was a nut case...
She blinked at he sat next to her. "You seem so...saddened. Did you not know your father that well?" He asked her. Artemia got a better look at his features. He had piercings in his ears. Defined features...
She had to stop thinking about this. But he was shirtless and beautiful. She couldn't help those thoughts. She forced herself to look at the pond. "I was told many things about him. I only saw him once and I didn't like him. He was trying to grab me and take me away from my mom. And he was shouting obscenities to kingdom come."
There was a smile there."...I never saw outbursts from Artemis, but I did notice him to be a bit...unstable." He said carefully. "But he gave us this home...We couldn't have asked for better m'dear..."
"I'm glad he had a heart to do it..." She mumbled. "Probably where my heart comes from...I like helping people..." She didn't know why she was telling him this. But he seemed fine. He was listening, a soft smile on his face.
"Havin' a heart is rare these days. You're lucky..." He chuckled softly. Artemia wondered what he meant by that.
"Now, You plan to let us stay?" He asked her. She nodded with a smile. "Of course. I'm not mean." She mumbled. Undertaker chuckled. "I never said you were luvey..." He said in a soft voice. Artemia smiled. She soon checked her phone. "Sadly...I have to go home. I have work in the morning and I like sleeping early..."
"I won't keep you dear." He said as he stood up, holding a hand out for her. She smiled, taking his hand, but was mentally surprised at how cold he was."Thank you. I'll come visit you guys. Make sure you're all okay." She promised.
"You're too kind..." He smiled softly, before letting her hand go. Sebastian then showed up. And Artemia quickly explained she had to go.
"Do you need me to walk you back? This mansion is quite large..." Artemia shook her head. "I know the way." She promised. She had a photographic memory. Sebastian looked skeptical, but nodded. "Alright, I shall see you some other time then?" He asked.
Artemia smiled. "Promise. I will come visit..." She then waved and walked into the estate. Undertaker glanced at Sebastian. "She really is His daughter...I can smell it..."
Sebastian said nothing. But knew that Undertaker was more advanced. And he knew what he smelled. That sweet, tangy smell...
It made them both shudder.
.../\/\/\...
Artemia soon reached the main room. It took only ten minutes to reach the front door. She smiled and rummaged through her purse as she headed for the door. But a startled voice cut her off.
A feminine male stood in the doorway, long red hair cascaded down his back. His eyes were a greenish yellow like the others.
"Who are you?" Asked the male, whos eyes were narrowed. Artemia quickly gave her name. "Artemia. M-My father-"
"What, is a female doing in my house?!" The male was becoming enraged. Artemia backed off, her hand grasping her pepper spray in her purse. This wasn't good.
"...A slayer...You must be..." Hissed the male, confusing Artemia. A slayer? What?
The male suddenly launched himself at her, which was a good distance. Artemia screamed, alerting everyone in the house.
The male was on top of her, pinning her to the ground, sharp nails digging into her flesh and drawing blood. Artemia shrieked out, pushing against him with all her strength. This guy was tough. "Who do you think you are? Coming into my house uninvited?! I'll KILL YOU!" Screamed the male. Artemia was now seeing his face, so overly feminine, with an overbite that could kill. Sharp...Teeth...
Sharp teeth that were now going toward her neck. Artemia's eyes widened, and on pure instinct, she swung her knee up, getting him right in the crotch. The male grunted and recoiled, rolling off her to grab at himself. Artemia crawled away quickly, pulling out her pepper spray, ready to fight. She also had her cellphone in the other. She was attempting to dial 911.
"Y-You...You BITCH!" Growled the attacker. He soon stood up, his legs shaking. Artemia had gotten him good. She would do it again. Her eyes narrowed. This house was full of nutcases. She wouldn't go down without a fight.
He came at her again, Artemia was ready, her finger on the trigger.
But she never had to push the button.
Several hands had a hold of the male, stopping him from moving. He looked around in shock. William, Ronald, And Sebastian then flung him back into the wall, creating an indent. Dust kicked up everywhere. He grunted in pain. He then sat up, blood on his face. "What the hell man?!" He squeaked out.
But he soon saw William and went quiet. "You just can't contain yourself Grell. This is Artemia's daughter you just tried to eat." He hissed.
Artemia breathed heavily, her body pressed against the wall. She was shaking in dread. What was going on? Why were their eyes glowing red? Why did she get the sense of overwhelming power? What the HELL was going on?! He was going to EAT her?
"Artemis?..." Grell stared at her in disbelief. He had fucked up bad. "O-Oh no." He whimpered, covering his mouth briefly.
"Dear me, what shall we do with her?" Asked Sebastian. Artemia breathed heavier now. Her mind was going haywire. Only random words were thought of. Scrambling to make sense of what was happening.
Sharp teeth, red eyes. Fangs. Cold skin. Dark eyes.
Vampire.
Nobody answered, so Sebastian made the call. "Scrub her memory of this. Put her in the car when your done." Sebastian said to William. He nodded, it was a safe choice.
Artemia tensed as William stepped forward and knelt down next to her. His hand suddenly reached out and Artemia flinched away. His hands remained out there for the longest time. Atemia was confused at what he was doing. She could feel something eerie from his hands however, a power. Finally, William narrowed his brows.
"I am unable to wipe her memory."
The three males behind him stared in shock, eyes wide. It was an eerie silence."What do you mean you can't!?" Shrieked the red head.
"Oh shiiiiit." Mumbled Ronald, his eyes looking away.
"How is that possible?" Asked Sebastian.
"Her mind is complicated. Everything is blocked off. Like a mental block. I am unable to reach her memories. Even when using full force." He explained, now worried.
"Well shit! What do we do now?!" Asked a panicked Ronald. They suddenly went quiet. As though contemplating something. They all exchanged glances. The red haired male then grinned. "I'll-"
"Grell, is that anyway to treat a guest?" Footsteps were heard. The four males looked up, seeing Undertaker leaning against the door post. He was wearing a shirt this time. "I have an idea, Lets keep her here. Until we all deem her trustworthy."
They all stared in horror. A human female living with them? That was a death wish waiting to happen. "Hell no. I'm not living with a female human in this house." Grell growled out.
"You would choose to kill Artemis's only daughter. The man who gave you this house to shelter us?" Asked Undertaker, not looking amused any longer. His hands rested on his hips. An eerie aura emitted from him. Grell lowered his head, feeling ashamed. They owed it to him to not bring harm upon Artemia.
Artemia curled her legs in, hiding under the side table by the door. She was trying to appear as small as possible. She had gotten a hell of a spook. The house was silent was ever. As though they dare not talk back to Undertaker.
"Then it's settled. She stays with us..." He said with a wide grin, tapping his chin with long black nails. But now he was worried for her mental state. He could sense she was ready to break and freak out.
Artemia flinched as he appeared next to her, squatting down. He had been so quick. "I'm going to take you to Angelina m'dear..." He spoke gently. He got a good look at her now. Her arms were bleeding slightly from Grell's nails puncturing her. The smell of blood was strong. But it didn't seem to bother them.
"Pardon me..." He whispered, before licking his thumb slowly. Artemia was confused, until he ran his finger over the cuts Grell made on her skin. She slightly flinched away. But as she watched, her skin was rapidly healing before her eyes.
She blinked, staring up at Undertaker. He then licked his other thumb, and did the same to her other arm. He then examined the blood on his thumbs, as though contemplating something. She looked away, not happy with the idea as being food for them.
To her surprise, he pulled out a handkerchief, and cleaned his hands on it. She was surprised. She was told growing up Vampires couldn't control their hunger. She was surprised at how she wasn't dead yet.
He then stuffed the fabric away, before holding a hand out to her. "Come with me. I'll have Angelina and me explain everythin' luv..."
Artemia stared up at him with frightened optics. He seemed very kind compared to the others. Yet she sensed the family was in awe of his presence. Was it unlike him to help someone?
Slowly, she reached out and gently took his hand. His skin felt cool to the touch. Not dead cold. But just cold. His fingers wrapped around her small hand. He then slowly pulled her out and lifted her up onto her feet. "Thats it..."
His arm was placed lightly against her back as he led her out of the room. But not before glancing at the males in the room through parted bangs, piercing glowing green eyes threatening to destroy them. The males stiffened a little.
He kept walking, his hair covering his brilliant eyes as they left the room. The males shared glances at each other, knowing things were about to get interesting. They knew never to cross Undertaker...
They knew it was the worse thing they could ever do. They'd be missing limbs in a heartbeat.