I do not own Trinity Blood or any of its canon characters. I do own Ruth, Claude and Claudia.
Their reactions always amused her. Her brother however did not savor the whimpers of the humans and their figure heads like she did. In this particular moment, she could understand; the sniffles and sobs were starting to wear on her nerves. "What to do, what to do?" the vampire said casually. One man, a fat balding human, begged for his wife's life, and she listened. Not that she'd actually leave any alive, but his pleas were, well amusing. "Sister, make your decision already. The sun will be up soon." Her brother whispered. He did have a way of always ruining her fun. Languidly, she turned toward him; annoyance was deep set in his silver-grey eyes. She smirked, but inwardly she sighed. Dawn's embers shone in his deep blue-black hair, signaling his truth; the accursed sun was climbing over the distant mountains. When she looked back at the sobbing cows, the terrans just blinked and stared at her. "Such dumb creatures." She thought smiling kindly at them. "I guess we should get back." She yawned stretching.
The male nodded and turned to leave. The woman brushed long, silver-grey ringlets off of her shoulders, and cracked her finger joints. "Umbra noctis, tenebras noctem. Put a fine populo exterritis. End lacrimas, finis maeroris. Extergere ab altero." She chanted, waving her slender fingers as if they were in a dance with one another. The humans gasped and huddled together as she sang her foreign words. As if by magic, her shadow swirled around her. Slowly at first, and then long dark tendrils began to writhe and spring from the ground. Soon the shadows went from empty air to living forms; dark stringy muscles formed over obsidian bones. What was empty became monstrous creatures. The female vampire finished her strange chant and laughed at her work. Where her shadow once was three monsters stood; strange, hunched creatures with red eyes, and many sharp pointed teeth. Their clawed hands wriggled, and long muscled tails flicked back in forth in morbid anticipation. "Well it has been very fun, but I must take my leave now." She said to the crowd bowing. The vampire had a kind smile, but the wicked laughter that filled her blue-black eyes could not be missed.
"Don't make a mess." She told one of her abominations, stroking it's head like a common house cat. One man in the crowd cursed her and her brother. From the look of him, he was clergy. "The Vatican will not ignore this! We will be avenged!" he screamed. The woman moved her eyes lazily to his, and her smile turned cruel. "That's what we're hoping for." she laughed and turned to walk away. She hummed a famous Germanic tune, one of her favorites, as her monsters began their feast. The sounds of ripping flesh and screams made a sickening harmony to her melody, but she only hummed, hoping her pets left enough of their dinner for the Vatican to find. "It would be hard for them to connect it to us if there was nothing left." she thought as she sang a high note.
She found her brother by the car; his eyes closed tight. "What's the matter?" she asked in the tongue of humans. She hated using that primitive language, but the current setting made it feel appropriate.
"You didn't drain them. You fed them to…..those things." He said opening his eyes to a glare. She laughed at his attempt of a scowl; her thick accent blending even into her chiming laughter. "Don't worry! It still looks like a Methuselah attack." she said. "Claudia, we cannot afford to be sloppy. You know how Issak is….." The vampire dubbed Claudia just shrugged. "I know how he is. Its done, so he has no reason to complain." Her brother just stared at her doubtfully. "You seem stressed Claude. Relax and let me talk to Contra Mundi when we return." She put on her sly smirk and lit a cigarette. Claude's shoulders released some of his tension, but that stubborn look never left his eyes. "You should trust me more. I am your twin after all." she laughed. Ignoring her jab, Claude brushed dark hair out of his face and climbed into the car. She climbed in after him. "You should be happy you look like me, I am the better looking one after all."
He ignored her again, and she sighed. "So stubborn." Taking a deep breath from her cigarette, she kicked her shiny black boots into her brother's lap, and adjusted her armband, the one that signified her membership in the Orden. The Order that would someday ruled the world. That thought brought a smile onto Claudia's rounded lips, and she began to hum that happy tune again.