Chapter 19
I woke up a few hours later I started to stir and rolled my head to look around. I saw Rebeca in a chair, also sleeping. I laid my head back down on the pillow and tried to remember what happened. It all came to me that it took a few seconds to straighten it all out. I never did get the information that we were after. I sighed, I wanted all the information that I could get my hands on about what happened to me, it would make this so much easier. I threw my feet over the side of the couch and pulled myself up to a sitting position on the couch. I put my finger tips on my temples and leaned forward, my elbows resting near my knees but not quite on them.
"Mich...." I heard Rebeca say softly. I looked over to her, she was sleeping still, she was so radiant she seemed to glow. I walked over to her and sat down on the floor next to the arm chair that she was sleeping in.
"Mich," She said. She must have been dreaming.
"Mich I...." She paused. "hmmmmm....." She started and trailed.
"Mich that.....Ahhhh......" She trailed again. I smiled and stood up. I leaned over her and kissed her on the lips. I held her face with my hands. She woke up, looked at me and smiled and I smiled back at her, she leaned to me and she kissed me. I kissed her too.
"What were you dreaming?" I asked her.
"I can show you, it'd be much more..... satisfying to show you rather than tell you," She said to me. I smiled at her and she kissed me again.
"Does that mean yes?" She asked me.
"Yes," I said still smiling. She leaned over to me.
"Will you do for me what you did to Jene?" She asked me. I hesitated.
"I won't hurt you... I promise," She said.
"I know," I said.
"What's wrong then?" She asked.
"I don't want to hurt you axcdentially," I told her.
"I trust you...." She whispered.
"I don't," I told her.
"I don't want to take too much, I don't think that I could live with myself if I hurt you," I explained.
"But...." She trailed and she looked down. She looked like she was going to cry.
"Awww. Come on," I said and hugged her, she started to cry.
"Come on babe. You know I can't stand when you cry," I whispered to her holding her to me. She hugged me back and I heard her sobbing die down a bit. She looked up at me.
"Can I at least have a drink myself?" She asked with a very slight smile tugging at her lips. I smiled a little.
"Of coarse," I said and I dropped to a knee so she'd get to my neck a bit easier and lifted my chin.
"Thank you," She told me and she hugged me tighter, and kissed my lips first. Then she kissed my neck a bit.
"Everytime I have your blood....." She trailed.
"It gets better and better," She finished and bit down into my neck with a bit of force. I felt my blood start to get sucked out of my body, it felt so good....
"You know, you can at least do that kind of thing in privet," I heard someone say. Rebeca broke off immediately, taking her fangs out a little roughly that made the 2 puncture marks more like 3 or 4 pairs of puncture marks in a row. I winced in pain a little but didn't say anything. Rebeca was pretty embarrassed, and it was obvious she was bright red, so was I a little. It was Clair speaking to us. She started laughing a little.
"Seems you made a mess of your meal Rebeca," Clair said. Rebeca turned around and saw the trailing bite she left.
"Oh, I'm sorry," She told me looking kind of guilty.
"That's fine," I said. She pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to me.
"Thanks," I said and put the handkerchief over my wound.
"So was there something you wanted?" Rebeca asked Clair.
"I'd like to speak to you in private," Clair told Rebeca. Rebeca looked at me and I nodded and headed up to the room that I was assigned.
I sat down on the bed, I got out my laptop from my bags and went on the Internet. I checked my mail, nothing, figures I thought. I looked up my favorite music video, When it Rains by Paramore. I didn't really play it for the video more for the music since I didn't have the song on a disk. I started listening to it and laid down on the bed, I put in headphones and let them hand off my neck, the music was plenty loud for me to hear without the earphones on my ears. I let the music wash over me and like always I tried to derive a hidden meaning in the music. Usually I can get it in a snap but for some reason I was having a harder time with this song. I looked up the lyrics on the computer and listened intently as I read the lyrics on another tab in the same window. But I still couldn't find a meaning in the lyrics. I listened for about an hour, I had memorized the song pretty much but still couldn't find the hidden meaning. I guess that I had to accept the option that their was no meaning. I sighed and leaned back and laid down in the bed, I sighed in frustration and waited for Rebeca to return., the music became a little more than background music. I don't know how much time had passed but eventually I heard a knock on my door. I lept up and answered it. I opened the door but saw an unfamiliar face at first, but soon realized that it was Arial.
"Hello?" I asked more than said.
"Weren't expecting me?" She asked, it was a rhetorical question and I don't think that she wanted me to answer.
"I was wondering if you could do a favor for me?" sh asked. I laughed a little.
"You should be more careful with who you threaten to bite then," I said. She scowled at me in response.
"Well, what's the favor?" I asked. She walked over to me and leaned to my ear, I tensed up a little.
"Don't fight them," She whispered in my ear. I didn't know what she was thinking about. I heard the front door getting busted down and a woman screaming, Rebeca! I shouted mentally and I was out of the room in a flash. A second later I was standing on the foot of the stairs seeing 5 people in 14th century plate mail, wielding huge swords, claymores, which I knew from my reserves of knowledge. The all were wearing enclosed helmets but I saw long lengths of hair, the hair caught my eye, it was silver. I saw 3 people rush past me, speed powered. And they attacked the men in armor, but the people in armor were also quick, not as quick but their increased strength and toughness and skill with a blade was more than enough to counter the others. I saw Rebeca on the ground and apparently unconscious, she was bleeding from a small cut on her forehead, she was near the door. I ran for her. One of the guys blocked me and swung at me trying to spill my guts from my belly. I jumped back slightly and he missed I tried to get passed him but he smacked me across the face with a gauntleted fist, it hurt pretty bad, and I had increased toughness. I saw 3 or 4 more people come. I saw a streak of lighting shoot across to one of our assailants, the claymore absorbed the lighting and shot it back by pointing the tip of his claymore. The lighting had distracted the guy in front of me and I charged through his guard and grabbed his sword and we played tug-of-war for a few moments, I was able to get the sword away from him. I slashed and I cut a big tear in the guy's armor but didn't think that he had been cut himself. I charged for Rebeca and picked her up and ran with her in my arms, I dropped the claymore when I picked Rebeca up. I ran away, away from the house, I heard the sounds of fighting die down and heard the steps of pursuer instead. All 5 of them running just as quickly as me even in the bulky armor. I ran into the forest, I ran and ran.
"Mich...." I heard Rebeca said starting to stir.
"Please stay still, it's pretty hard running with you in my arm as it is, it's pretty much impossible with you trying to stand up," I advised her calmly. Her eyes popped open.
"Mich, there after you," She told me.
"I got that," I said.
"Wouldn't happen to know why?" I asked.
"I took one look at their armor and shut the door on their face and was about to scream when they broke though the door," She told me.
"I see," I said thinking about what they wanted.
"You could just ask them," She suggested, she obviously knew what I was thinking. I shrugged my shoulders. And stopped running, I closed my eyes hoping that I wasn't decapitated. I didn't feel my head get cut off, that was a good sign, and I wasn't covered in blood, and I saw Rebeca looking into my eyes. I sighed and turned around to face the people in full plate. They were looking at me.
"What do you want?" I asked them. One of them stepped forward, obviously a speaker.
"Salina would like a word with you," The person who had stepped forward had said.
"Who?" I asked, I felt something shaking, it was Rebeca she was shaking. I looked down at her.
"Who is Salina?" I asked Rebeca.
"NO!" Rebeca screamed and jumped out of my arms and she faced the plate armored troops with her arms stretched out trying to hide me.
"That vindictive, sadistic bitch can't have him. He's mine!" She screamed. The armored troops stayed silent I doubt that they would take her answer.
"No," She said again, and started to cry.
"Who is Salina?" I asked, to either the armored ones or Rebeca, I didn't really care who answered.
"Salina is the matriarch of my clan," Rebeca answered turning back to me and letting her arms down. I wasn't sure what the problem was.
"She has to feed off other vampires to survive," She told me.
"They said that she wanted to talk to me, not kill," I said.
"They would say that," She told me.
"We're not going back to her without you, besides. She would like to speak to you too Rebeca," A voice said. Not the one that had talked before, a famine voice this time.
Rebeca walked up to me and hugged me.
"Well if we were to die, we'd die together," She whispered in a sad, playful tone. I returned her embraced and smiled.
"Yeah," I told her. She looked up to me and kissed me. I gazed into her dark green eyes.
"So what are we going to do?" I asked her.