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I decided to upload chapter 25 just for the hell of it and because of how you are enjoying it. (mm, yummy reviews...).
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WARNING: Contains gore stuff like humillating and graphic sadism and masochism. Sorry, couldn't resist. XD
25
Máximo slowly woke up. It was near three in the afternoon and the Sun was shining brightly. The rookie yawned, turning around and seeing that Alexander wasn't on his usual bed, the one on the floor next to his. Did he go out? He stood up and took the clean uniform of gunslinger that put on, the necklace resting on his chest. Máximo stepped outside his room and found that the Guild was quiet calm that warm afternoon. Curious, the rookie went out and closed the door behind him, walking in the empty corridors, looking for the others. Instead, he only found Nidhoggr resting on a couch; all covered with his clothes and, as it seemed, sleeping. Not wanting to disturb his rest, Máximo kept walking until he found out that Alexander was taking care of a prisoner that Oyan captured the night before. Máximo's partners told him where he was and went there, walking downstairs and finding the room where Aaron was being held captive.
When he entered, Aaron smiled at him and Máximo stood over the doorway, hand on the latch. Alexander turned over and told him to come. The rookie closed the door behind him and walked towards them. Now looking closer, he understood why Aaron was staying here and not in the usual dungeons. He was in a terrible state, he was pale and had bags under his eyes. The grey orbits lost all their life sparkle, he was weak. The little blood bag and the IV were staying besides him, and Máximo wondered what happened yesterday to leave a young man like him in such bad state.
Alexander resumed the incidents from last night, omitting Nidhoggr's story about his past, Ernest's fight when he had to come to the Guild to donate his blood to Aaron, and what they were going to do that same night. Seemed that Oyan and Nidhoggr had argued about it. Since it was the first night of Full Moon, vampires would be more aggressive the usual and the vampire boy suggested they didn't go out that night, wait two or three days before making their move once everything is calmed down. But being the man Oyan was, he rejected the idea, saying it would be better that way. Nidhoggr explained it would be a waste of time, effort and men if they did it, since the gunslinger didn't stand a chance upon a rabid and angry vampire. As usual, Oyan didn't listened to him and even said they could use Lucian's Beast form to attack and have more probability of wining the fight, and Nidhoggr stopped the man's speech with a loud slap on the table.
"Are you fucking insane?!", cried the vampire boy, looking at Oyan's eyes with rage in his own. Alexander was present in the meeting, along with Recher and Merclar, of course. He couldn't believe, much like Nidhoggr, that the leader had suggested something so dangerous like that. "The moment you set him free, the moment those chains breaks, we will be all dead! More if you hurt that brat!"
"Do I have to remind you that you were the one that suggested me to use Lucian's mate as a bait?", answered in a severe tone the red haired man. He was sitting behind Ernest's desk, looking at his men.
"Of course you can use him, but with intelligence! And that, my friend, is what you lack!!"
"Don't talk to me like that!!", yelled Oyan, standing up.
"Then use your damn brain and think!! Read that stupid book that Lucian told you to!", Nidhoggr dodged a slap that Oyan wanted to give him, which left the man angrier. "Now, I suggest you to let the boy stay these nights with his vampire unless you want all of us dead."
"Lucian will not be able to escape with those chains.", the man sat again, still angry.
"The brat is recuperating his energy. If he ever does, then he will break the spell upon those chains.", said the vampire boy. "The metal chains you have put on him are nothing for Lucian; he can break them very easily."
"Wouldn't the mating reanimate him?", asked Merclar. He noticed how mad was Oyan and tried to ease the tense atmosphere.
"No. The mating requires both mental and physical work. Vampires last all night and, normally, their mates keep up with their rhythm. But since the kid is in a very weak state, he is not going to last a lot without using an aphrodisiac."
"But for that, we have to take the ropes from the prisoner. Wouldn't be the same if the kid recovers himself?"
"Not necessary. Being now a vampire's mate, the kid will naturally look out for his partner, so he might lose up a bit those ropes so the man can move freely.", Nidhoggr sighed, his anger slowly fading. "He doesn't have enough power to make them go away."
Alexander seconded the vampire boy's suggestion and, surprisingly, Merclar and Recher did it too. Oyan found himself in the position of obey and, with a deep sigh, he told them to leave the office and let Nidhoggr do what it was better for them, but still didn't agree of waiting in the Guild doing nothing again. Alexander and the vampire boy went straight to Lucian's dungeon and talked with him about what they were going to do with him and Aaron, but Lucian said it was better to wait for tomorrow's night, since Aaron needed to rest after the long blood transfusion.
"He should be better by tonight.", said Nidhoggr.
Lucian shrugged.
"If he feels better, then I guess I will do it. I just don't want to tire him that bad…", said with a small smile.
Since it was only three or four in the afternoon, Nidhoggr told himself that maybe Lucian would change his mind once the heat starts. He will be so desperate for the young boy's body that he will do whatever it means to be with him. But there was a little issue that he was worrying about. A vampire as strong as Lucian was could release from his own body a scent similar to an aphrodisiac; it was a very light scent, but other vampires could easily feel it and Nidhoggr was asking himself if he wasn't going to feel affected by it. And what about Alexander? Would he too feel it? He was starting to worry about the secondary effects of having a horny vampire locked up with his mate in a Full Moon night.
The afternoon passed quickly and calm, and soon, night fell. The rookies guarding Lucian's dungeon run away from it when the vampire started to growl and hiss in the dark, symptoms of the natural heat from vampires especially when he wasn't with his mate. Oyan pity the boys and asked Nidhoggr to see what the matter was, as he chooses other gunslingers, veterans in this case, to see what was happening. He and Nidhoggr went down the dungeons and opened the door from Lucian's one, finding the vampire fighting with the blood ropes around his body. Not so surprisingly, he broke the metal chains that were stuck on the stoned wall. When he saw both men, he hissed, taking a step back.
Oyan watched the vampire carefully. In truth, it was his first time seeing one in heat, completely under the Moon's influence. Since the vampires back in his homeland were all gone, he didn't know much about their characteristics, not to talk about the ones when the Moon is in each different phase. He hadn't took in mind what Lucian had told him in reading the book that Aaron was reading since he thought the vampire was only mocking him. But thinking it again, it might be a good idea after all. Watching him like this, Oyan thought if the kid couldn't do anything about it. From what he heard from Nidhoggr, Lucian would do anything Aaron asked him to, and perhaps he could oblige the boy to drive the vampire in a state in where he wasn't himself, only a tool that responded to the brat's orders. When he discussed it with Nidhoggr and the vampire boy agreed, the leader rushed out of the dungeon and went to the jails, more precisely, to Aaron's.
The boy was now better than yesterday thanks to the blood transfusion and the plasma. He had been eating quiet a lot and the color of his skin returned finally. Since he was feeling better, they had chained him over one of the walls near the bed to prevent him from escaping. Aaron wasn't entirely recovered from the blood lose, but could at last stand up and walk without falling or feeling that his energies were draining. Oyan ordered the man outside to bring the kid over the vampire's dungeon as he and Nidhoggr stepped outside.
"But what are you exactly going to do?", said the vampire boy.
"If that kid can make Lucian go into an insane state, then we will might be able to get the answers we didn't have earlier.", explained the man.
"The brat is not going to cooperate.", said Nidhoggr as the men escorted Aaron outside the jail.
Aaron looked at both of them and arched his eyebrows, once he was out from the dark room.
"There is only one reason you have dragged me out of the jail.", said as Oyan smiled.
"You think fast, eh.", he made a hand gesture to his men as he started to walk off. The two gunslingers followed. "Then you know what I want you to do."
"May I request some… objects for me to use?"
Oyan looked back at him, while Nidhoggr muffled a small laugh.
"What type of objects?"
Lucian stretched up, yawning. Being inside the dungeon, chained up and with nothing to do led him to sleep most of the day and night. It was tiresome, as he got tired of sleeping. The blood ropes were a pain as they restricted each of his moves, not letting him do anything at all. His legs and arms frequently ended up numb because of his weird positions, not to mention that it was also hard and uncomfortable to sleep being chained up. But he didn't mind being tied up. He knew he wasn't going to be inside the dungeons for more than a week. Aaron would recover his strength and will break the magic upon the ropes to free Lucian and then, both of them escaping.
As night fell, the vampire started to feel the first symptoms of the mating season. The first one was clearly; he was getting hotter and hornier, kinky thoughts roaming his mind as the Moon slowly rose on the dark night sky. His body was starting to crave for Aaron's touches, for his body. Lucian's moans filled the dark room, his body already sweating and aroused. One of the things he hated was to not being able to be in control of his own actions and emotions. He hated being influenced by the Moon, he hated being controlled by someone else, but when it came to Aaron… he gave a damn. He would call himself a liar if he didn't say he loved to be controlled by the little boy. And if there was one thing that he liked was to be at Aaron's hands completely. Lucian didn't know if it was because of his new vampire nature, but he sure enjoyed it quite a lot. His fingers twitched as his moaned again, smiling and thinking everything his young mate could do to him while being chained up, and those thoughts weren't helping his current situation. It made him more aroused and angry that he wasn't with Aaron when Nidhoggr had promised to him he was going to spend the mating nights with him.
Lucian growled as he pushed the metal chains, feeling them fight against his strength. The vampire was truly pissed that he couldn't feel Aaron's hands on his body or touching the boy's body. His fingers twitched again in anger, as he gripped his teeth. The more he passed without his mate's presence, the angrier he was getting. But, of course, he had told Nidhoggr that he wasn't going to stay with Aaron if he wasn't feeling better after the transfusion. Lucian bit his bottom lip. He should have thought it twice. Now, he was regretting saying what he did.
When the Moon was finally over the dark night, around half past seven, Lucian could feel its influence on his body, his energy flowing in his veins as his lust was slowly taking over him. His aroused body was screaming for Aaron's touch and body, as he knew he couldn't bear it anylonger. He needed desperately his mate, and was going to do anything to be with him, but then, the ropes reminded him that, this time, he couldn't. Growling, Lucian roared and pulled the chains, breaking them with a loud metal snap. One of the links from the chain flew towards the door and made a small cut on it, making the gunslingers out jump in surprise. One of them looked inside through the little window and Lucian growled at him, digging his long nails on the stoned floor. Even when the door was closed and when Aaron was actually far away from him, Lucian could still smell that sweet scent that the dark matter was creating from being inside his body and that was driving him insane. The vampire didn't know how much longer he was going to be able to control his instincts before submitting to them. He knew that he could just go berserk, opening the door with a single kick, kill the gunslingers if they tried to stop him, search for his mate, kill all that wanted to stop him. But Lucian knew it that wasn't going to happen. He had a restriction that wasn't Nidhoggr's drugs. The same ropes were also maintaining his impulses under control and he was glad it was that way.
He didn't know when Oyan opened the door, or when the door closed. Lucian knew they were going to interrogate him again, but he didn't expect Aaron to be there too. When the boy entered the dark room looking much better than the other night, the vampire lifted his head and upper body, sighing as their eyes met. He could care less now if the gunslinger wanted answers; all Lucian wanted was those grey eyes, that hot mouth, that naughty tongue... The scent was slowly invading the room and the vampire could smell it, and that made him moan softly. Why his mate wasn't coming to him? Couldn't Aaron see he was getting impatient? Didn't he see his need? Lucian needed the boy's presence next to him right now, he wanted to sink his nose in that terse and delicate neck, play with that wild brown hair.
Lucian's eyes met Oyan's. The vampire could read his thoughts, his expression. He wanted answers and he was very confident in getting them. The vampire soon knew why they had brought Aaron to the dungeon. They were going to use him to obtain those answers. Lucian swallowed hard as Recher, the last walking in, closed the door behind him, holding some objects under his right arm. They were going to oblige Aaron to manipulate him to do what they wanted, and they knew he was going to give in because one, it was mating season and two, because it was his actual mate. He was in a tight problem. Lucian couldn't deny the need he had towards Aaron, and even when the boy was good, sometimes innocent and naïve, he could also be mean, arrogant and selfish, not to mention that the Dark Matter in his body altered much more this emotions, but in a good way. Aaron wasn't like this with anyone; he was only like this with Lucian because he knew the vampire loved being controlled by him.
"You bitch...", murmured Lucian to Oyan. "Doing something like this..."
"You should have told us what we wanted to hear when we first came.", said the auburn man.
Lucian laughed under his breath, grinning.
"Even if you ask me again, you will only hear what I want you to hear."
"We will see."
The vampire moaned when his mate kneeled in front of him. Aaron's scent penetrated Lucian's senses, making him tremble and shiver with excitement. He felt the boy's lips on his neck, his breath on his skin. Lucian smiled as he lowered his head to give Aaron a small kiss on his mouth, rubbing his nose on his and sank in those grey pools that were looking at him straight into his eyes. They were so beautiful…
Lucian tried to kiss him again, but Aaron lightly backed off from him, tracing his jawline with his index finger, feeling his heated skin. He softly blew on his eyes, making Lucian shut them for a moment. What was he doing? He opened them again and saw with satisfaction a short-range whip on his right hand. The vampire shuddered; a small moan escaping his throat as Aaron rose, murmuring some words under his breath. As the sentences left the boy's mouth, the ropes surrounding Lucian started to move in swift pace, slipping under the casket armor and tearing the soft fabric underneath the armor, slowly pulling it down, down to Lucian's waist. Aaron removed the upper part of it, watching the vampire's nipples growing hard as his pants reached his ears.
The tip of the whip pressed against the heated and sweaty skin, tracing random patterns on it, drawing a path towards Lucian's throat. It played with some sweat drops, wetting the black leather a bit. The tip rubbed under the vampire's chin, making him lift his head to watch his mate's grey eyes with his own red ones, filled with need. They were watering already, he felt the vest tight around his lower regions, and he felt uncomfortable with the clothes on. He wanted to get rid of them now; he waned to feel the coldness of the stoned floor, of the little tip playing on his skin. The whip moved upwards, tracing his lips. Lucian licked the whip and watched how it traveled between his eyes, pressing on his forehead to abruptly slip down and press on his left nipple. Lucian moaned loudly, arching his back and shivering. His fingers twitched and trembled, wanting to grab that soft skin that was just inches away from them.
And then, the first hit came.
It was violently, unexpected. Lucian moaned again, his skin aching from the sudden pain but soon craving for more. A second whip came, striking the other side of his chest. The vampire closed his eyes, biting his bottom lip, his face slowly reddening. Heavy drops of sweat rolled on his pale skin, drops the tip of the whip took on it, playing, stroking, and making circles around the nipple. Lucian looked up, his red eyes glimmering.
"Don't stand there…", he whispered. "Hit me more…", pleaded, lifting his torso towards the boy in front of him.
Aaron smiled innocently, as he didn't know what pleasure was causing to the vampire before him. He put the whip under Lucian's chin and stroked it.
"How do you ask for it?", said as he traced the vampire's neck. "You should learn some modals when treating other people."
"But some people are stupid.", answered, showing a naughty smile as he looked towards Oyan's place, along with his other two gunslinger. "I don't think they deserve to be treated well."
"Oh?", Aaron pressed the whip on the man's left cheek hard. "I wasn't talking about the stupid people you hate.", he gave a small hit on it resulting in a new moan from the vampire. "I was talking about me, on how you should treat me.", the boy pulled Lucian's bangs with his unused hand to lift his head up, the vampire gasping at the sensation, without taking his eyes from his mate. "Being your partner I deserve a better treat, don't you agree?", the man tried to kiss him but Aaron put the whip between their mouths and Lucian gave a groan. "If you don't behave, you will not have my lips."
Both of them heard someone grunt, and they supposed it was Recher. He had been talking with Oyan about the whole situation, as he hated watching both of them doing things he wasn't used to see or didn't like to see. Merclar didn't seem to have any problems with it as the rest of the presents there, but Alexander and Nidhoggr were reacting to the high aphrodisiac Lucian was releasing. It wasn't that strong to make the other humans, besides Aaron, grow in a state of sexual need, but it was enough to make the Terrennial and the vampire boy grow aroused. Alexander didn't know how much longer he could maintain his human form in presence of Lucian. He couldn't risk his undercover being discovered.
As reading his thoughts, Nidhoggr suggested him to leave, saying that they weren't feeling good around this whole thing, but Alexander said that if Oyan didn't let Recher leave because of it, they will have the same answer. Would the excuse of fixing the machine work on Oyan? Nidhoggr could say he needed to repair it after the fight with Lucian in his wolf form, but didn't know if Oyan would let Alexander go with him. Besides, if Nidhoggr asked Oyan to let them both leave, he might suspect that something was between them. If the vampire boy wanted to fulfill his revenge upon the auburn gunslinger, he needed to be careful about those things. Although Alexander's help would be amazing with his plan, he couldn't destroy the man's plan inside the Guild, as both of them wanted Oyan either dead or outside the East Lands. He needed a better excuse, but couldn't think of anyone. The only thing that Alexander could do was to wait until the aphrodisiac reached its limit to run the hell out from the dungeon to somewhere safe where he could stay without Oyan or the others know about his secret.
In the end, Nidhoggr was the only one that escaped from the dungeon. Alexander watched him leave as hi bit his bottom lip, returning his gaze towards Lucian and Aaron. He needed to get away from him soon or his human form would break because of the vampire's powers. Alexander felt Oyan's eyes on him from time to time and had to be careful about his body responding to the aphrodisiac in the air. If the auburn man noticed the smallest effects on his body, he was going to be discovered. The hit of the whip on flesh distracted Alexander from his thoughts, but his body gave a light twitch when Lucian moaned loudly, his torso having several marks from the whip that Aaron was using on him.
The vampire gasped for breath, his tongue hanging from his mouth as a thin drool line slipped outside his mouth. Aaron tossed the whip on the floor and grabbed a small, metallic object from a small table near them. He hid it with his hands and kneeled again in front of Lucian, who tried to, once again, kiss him but the boy rejected him. The man struggled, approaching his mate, but Aaron moved backwards, far away from Lucian's reach.
"Not yet.", whispered the boy, putting his index finger under the vampire's chin, lifting his head so he couldn't look what he was going to do.
As he drew the object closer, the sudden cry from Merclar made Aaron jump on his spot.
"Wait!! What the hell are you going to do with that thing?!", yelled the gunslinger.
"Mind in your own business.", answered the kid as he pressed the object on Lucian's heated skin.
The vampire gasped, feeling the intense cold from it. What was that? It was cold, it was hard… A metal weapon? No, its shape wasn't similar to a dagger or knife. The tip traced circles on his chest, but yet Lucian couldn't tell what Aaron was using. He tried to move his head but the boy had it firmly grabbed with his other hand as he worked with the strange object on his body. There weren't so many metal toys that he could think of, nor any torture method that used something similar.
"What are… Oh, Heavens…!", Lucian's eyes dilated as a gasp died in his throat when he felt pain shot from his chest. It was like a needle at first but then, it developed into a long and not so deep cut. "Are you using… a scalpel?", managed to ask as he moaned and arched his back when Aaron pressed on the wound, making it bleed. "Don't stop, don't stop!", cried the vampire.
"What have I told you about your manners?", complained the boy as he looked on Lucian's eyes. Despite being imbued with the Dark Matter, his grey eyes were still the same and Lucian thanked Heavens for that, though he didn't know for how long they would remain that way.
"Pleeeeeease?", said the vampire, frowning and trying to look cute. Aaron giggled at his try and finally kissed him, but on his forehead. Lucian grunted. "You mean and little devil…", whispered in a dark tone, grinning. "I will pay you back later."
"I will wait for it, then.", answered as he winked to him.
Oyan couldn't understand how Lucian could arouse himself with pain, and such physical pain like that. He couldn't believe how the vampire moaned, panted and tossed in the ropes, asking for more, crying in pleasure when the scalpel made a new cut, a new wound on his chest, when the scalpel played with his erected nipples, made circles on his chest, traced his neck and jawline. He knew it was a vampire thing, but never saw someone so happy about it. But as Aaron tortured his mate, Oyan noticed that Lucian's eyes turned empty. The pupil was slowly disappearing as well as the glow in them. Aaron's hands were controlling him bit by bit… Was it because of the mating cycle? Was it because it was the kid doing it? Could it be that Aaron was using his own powers to control Lucian? Or Lucian was just giving up because he enjoyed it so much that couldn't take it anymore, driving into a state where he wasn't himself anymore, as a mere doll or puppet?
The man was trembling visible, he was shaking, his body was sweating and some drops fell on the stoned floor. The smell of blood was all over the dungeon now and Recher and Merclar couldn't stand it, but made no comment of it fearing that Oyan might get angry. Alexander was sinking his claws on his arms, his eyes fixed in that red liquid that was pouring from Lucian's wounds, traveling and making irregular paths on his pale skin. The wind Terrennial sighed heavily as his inner killer slowly rose. He shouldn't be there right now, he was now becoming a dangerous threat for the boy and Lucian itself, and he didn't want to harm them. But he knew it was going to end soon as Aaron dropped the scalpel on the ground and reached over Lucian's face. The vampire's eyes were completely dull, no sign of shine, nor pupil or glow where in them. He was shaking visible, his mouth open where hard pants and other sounds were coming out as Aaron licked his right cheek, making Lucian whine and shudder.
"Just kiss me…", pleaded in a whisper Lucian, looking out for the boy's lips but not finding them. "Just kiss me, please, please…", repeated the man.
"Will you surrender completely to me?", asked Aaron, caressing the man's purple hair, now stick to his sweaty neck and face.
"Yes!", cried the vampire, opening his mouth when the boy's fingers traced them, trying to catch them.
"Will you do anything I say?"
"Yes.", Lucian whispered as he felt the soft hands of Aaron touch his lips and face.
"Will you be mine?"
"I'm already yours…", replied the vampire, gasping when he felt the hot breath of his mate upon his open mouth. "I'm already yours…", repeated.
Aaron placed his lips over Lucian's, barely touching them. This single action made the vampire move his legs in a nervous way, pulling the ropes that restricted his arms, his breaths quickly increasing. His fingers dig into his palms, harming them and opening new wounds from where blood poured. He moaned when Aaron fully placed his mouth over his, slipping his tongue inside soon fighting with Lucian's which was eager into a hard fight. But it all ended soon as the same marks from his full form appeared, giving a soft shine before fading and the vampire suddenly lost all movements.
When the boy separated himself from Lucian, instead of seeing a trace of saliva come from both mouth, the gunslingers and the Terrennial saw a black, purple and crimson trail come from them. They didn't know what it was, neither Alexander, but whatever it was, it made Lucian into a puppet at Aaron's hands, who was sitting next to him as he put his head on his chest, petting his sweaty hair as the ropes lowered his arms to the floor and tied up his wrists together. The boy had indeed made a marvelous work by controlling the vampire with his own charms and dark power, but it left him completely exhausted. He felt like he was out of blood again but at last could maintain his consciousness to prevent Lucian to answer correctly Oyan's question. Aaron sighed as he felt the vampire rise his head a bit, not looking at anything in particular.
Oyan walked closer, taking care that the boy wasn't planning to tell Lucian to attack him. He was holding his solar gun in one hand and Recher and Merclar were following close behind him. The leader crouched besides them and looked at Aaron, who nodded silently.
"When I came before, you told me something about a tight situation Trinity was helping you to go through.", started Oyan in a soft voice.
"What's with that?", said Lucian, not looking at him.
"What tight situation you were talking about?"
"I was one of Ratatosk's human slaves, prisoners, testing objects.", answered the vampire. "Years before the war from eleven years ago, Ratatosk tried to use me as a living experiment but I refused to do so but, being a simple human, couldn't do anything about it.", Oyan didn't see it, but Aaron's fingers were sinking in Lucian's head with the help of his Dark Matter, which was controlling the vampire's thoughts. "As you might know, Trinity broke into the Vambery once and rescued all the prisoners he could from it.", the auburn man nodded, not that Lucian could see or care about it. "I was one of them."
"Trinity took you to the Guild?", the vampire nodded.
"We had a spare place where we protected the ones that got stuck in between the fights between humans and vampires, gave them a place where to rest or live, depending on the case. We also gave them food and clothes and most of them, after recuperating from their wounds, left, but I decided to stay.", he snuggled closer on Aaron's chest, feeling the warmth overwhelming. "That place was buried down in the last warm thanks to Dumas."
"How did Trinity helped you?"
"Since I was an experiment, Ratatosk often used all kind of drugs on my body and developed some kind of addiction to them thanks to him. Trinity took care of me when the Abstain Syndrome would hit after being without those drugs for a while. He helped me to clean my body and, at the same time, I worked in the Guild, at first serving as a helped but then growing interested in the solar guns they used. Since he took care of me and helped me out, the less I could do was help him back in the war.", explained the vampire.
"But a rookie can't master all guns in so little time. You must had some experience with them.", said Oyan, sitting on the chair. "Where did you learn?"
Aaron and Oyan saw how Lucian growled, his eyes suddenly glowing. The boy calmed him down by whispering some words into his ear. Lucian frowned after he finished, and whispered some words back that the gunslinger couldn't hear.
"He is not going to answer the question.", said Aaron, looking up to Oyan.
The man growled angrily, but since he was getting answers at last, he let them pass that one.
"Alright.", he said and moved on. "The records say you are from the South yet I highly doubt you are from there, since Ratatosk only liked to hunt in his lands."
"That was Trinity's idea.", said Lucian. "I didn't have any ID and no one knew who I was, but Trinity trusted me and my gun abilities. He made a fake record so I could list in the Guild and work besides him."
"From where are you from, in truth?"
"I'm from the East Lands respectably."
"So, you never have been outside these lands? Never been in the South?"
"I did travel once to the South, but I'm not native from there."
Oyan arched his eyebrows, interested.
"Why did you leave these lands and went there? Was it because Ratatosk had a secret base or something?"
"Most of his experiments were held there, at last the non important ones.", answered the vampire. Aaron could tell, by messing his fingers inside his head that Lucian was lying and telling the truth at the same time. Some fragments were invented to please Oyan's ears, but it wasn't what actually happened. Aaron didn't know it either, since he couldn't see those memories, only feel them. "The rest were held either inside his own castle or in the Vambery."
"Good…", mumbled Oyan. "I really didn't have hopes in this method, but seeing that it works.", he bended over them, placing his elbows on his tights. "Who are you?"
"What?", said Aaron, hugging the vampire tighter as he felt that his head was being a mess upon that question.
"Face it, kid.", replied the man. "He hadn't aged from the past eleven years and I don't think it was thanks to the Dark Terrennial's help. There is something else, something that perhaps Ratatosk did when he was still under his hands. There is no way that he was human when Trinity rescued him from the Vambery.", then, like noticing something, he said; "Didn't you just say that Ratatosk's most important experiments were held in the Vambery?", Lucian nodded. "But you said, also, you were in the South."
"Indeed I did, but that didn't mean that he couldn't pick his prisoners and put them where he pleased.", Oyan wasn't convinced about it, but didn't dig on the matter.
"Could he have done a treatment that changed your human body?"
"It was his main objective.", giving Aaron a nod, the boy told the vampire to explain. "He had captured a boy, a especial boy decades before us were born. From the rumors I heard in the Vambery, in the castle and even in the South that boy was a Lunar Child."
"Are you referring to the tribe that lived centuries ago on the Moon Paradise, Mahoroba?", Lucian nodded again. "I thought they were extinct when they sealed Vanargandr over there."
"That's what we all thought.", continued the vampire. "He and his younger brother were the last survivors from both tribes since their parents were from the Lunar and Solar tribes, meaning that their children had in their veins the power of the Sun and the Moon themselves."
"Who were their parents?"
"I don't know.", Aaron noticed that Lucian was lying. Why he was lying? He knew the man knew more than he was saying but he wasn't going to make him tell everything to Oyan. Now that he knew that he could dominate him like this, Aaron was going to take full advantage of it but it would invade Lucian's personal life and, even being his mate, it wasn't the right thing to do. But after everything he had endured, wasn't a bit fair for him to know? At last a bit? "All I knew is that Ratatosk needed him to control Vanargandr."
"Couldn't he do it with his needles?"
"Controlling such huge and powerful beast is hard even for a vampire like him, especially because he first needed to wake it up. Since it was sealed in Mahoroba, Ratatosk needed the blood of the Moon Beauty to wake it up and, being the boy the last in his race, it was the only way he could make it. Besides waking it up, Ratatosk also offered him to the Beast, who took control of the boy and made it easier for Ratatosk to control the Beast."
"I assume that the boy's dead, right?", something about that made Oyan not trust completely in Lucian's words.
"If he was still alive I wouldn't be able to control Vanargandr."
"He doesn't necessary need to be dead for you to control it.", explained the man. "If you know the vessel of Vanargandr and made a pact with him, you could be able to use it."
"Impossible. The sword was found in the ruins of said paradise. The vessel, following your theory, couldn't be so far away from the sword since it will bring problems in controlling the Beast whiting it.", Oyan had to agree in that. "In other words, it couldn't have survived unless the vessel had the sword with it or near it."
"Alright.", the man turned the chair around and put his arms on the backrest of it. "I got a little carried away with this last subject so, why don't you tell me more about your past with Ratatosk? Let's re-start from where I asked who are you.", again, he noticed how Lucian tensed up, frowning. It must be a subject that either made him uncomfortable or there was something he was hiding. "I know you are you, that you are the Dark Swordsman, that you are Lucian but, eleven years ago you weren't a swordsman, neither Lucian.", Aaron tried to calm down the vampire as he was starting to growl and struggle. "You were a gunslinger, one of the best along with Trinity. You were human (at last we think that way), you held solar guns instead of dark weapons, and you weren't named Lucian…", the vampire hissed. "You were called Sartana.", Lucian showed Oyan his fangs as he hissed again, struggling in Aaron's arms, who was trying to use his powers to calm him down but, having used most of them in dominating him, he wasn't going to succeed. "Why would you change your name?"
"Light Terrennial Toasty was the one that actually banned me from Trinity's side. He was very attached to that man as I was, but the difference was that Toasty was jealous of my relationship with him. He often picked up on me and never liked me, and I tried to ignore it. But it's hard when you are constantly being called names and insulted in secret.", Aaron's eyes widened. Did Toasty really have done all those things? His fingers went deeper and, with a soft gasp, noticed that it was true. His memories weren't being altered, Lucian wasn't lying here. "He kicked me out from Trinity's dead place, after Dumas killed Ratatosk… I was weak; my whole body ached, seeing my best friend's body lying in front of me… I was weak in mind that time and did what I was told.", Lucian snuggled closer to Aaron, his fingers twitching as he remembered. "Trinity gave his life for mine, and Toasty wasn't happy about that. I bet he still hates me for that…", he grinned.
"You actually ditched your past for him?"
"You could say so. I didn't want to be recognized as the once best gunslinger that fought against Trinity because I wasn't. I was a new being, I had new powers to play with. I still remember Trinity, since he was all in my life back then but Toasty…", Lucian laughed under his breath and Oyan felt goosebumps when he heard it. "Toasty, Toasty, what is it going to be of you once you remember everything?"
"Remember what?", but Lucian didn't answer. Aaron whispered some words but the vampire wasn't reacting. Oyan crouched down next to him and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him. "Remember what?!"
"HANDS OFF, DICK!!", shouted Lucian as he bit down on Oyan's right arm. The man roared in anger as he punched the vampire on the face, who released him after that. "Don't touch me again, asshole!!", his eyes weren't empty anymore. The pupils returned, his glow returned. Oyan just noticed that it was because Aaron's powers weren't strong enough to keep it up. "Get the fuck lost!!"
"How dare you to hit him?!", shouted Merclar. Aaron stood and tried to protect his mate but the man shoved him aside with force. Merclar took off his weapon and pointed to an extremely angered Lucian. "You little shi---!"
Recher gasped in horror as a boney tail cut Merclar's right hand, the one holding the gun, and then proceed to rip his heart out, which was still beating.
"He… He killed him!!", whispered Recher not believing it and too scared to do something. Alexander helped Aaron to his feet as he noticed the boy had some cuts after landing roughly on the stoned floor.
"For fuck's sake…", said Lucian as he pulled the body against him. After all, he was a vampire and couldn't waste blood like that. "I told you that you couldn't lay a single hair on my mate, and yet you disobey."
"Get your dirty hands of Merclar!!", shouted Recher, grabbing the hilt of his sword but Oyan stopped him. "Leader!"
"Leave him, I can't lose you too. I know you are angry, but we can't do anything about it.", he made a disgust face when he heard Lucian's fang tear the skin from the man's neck and the sucking and slurping sounds as he feed from it.