Chapter 14
Weeks later...
Slowly stirring as I slowly opened my eyes. Blinking them a couple of times, not knowing where I was at first. I sat up quickly as I heard noises outside the door. Sighing as the door opened and Lord Calloway stepped inside, closing the door behind him. We were back in his quarters at the mansion. Walking over as he seated himself upon the side of the bed. I crawled over, sitting back on my knees as I placed my hands upon his shoulders, rubbing them gently. “You’re suppose to be resting..” He proclaimed as he felt Elias’ hands upon his shoulders. Kissing his neck gently as I sighed, “I am. You looked tense so I was hoping to ease it.” Slowly turning as he smiled gently to her, “I’m alright. Just dealt with some business I had to tend too.” Nodding my head as I sat back gently, after lowering my hands, placing them upon the bed in front of myself.
He spoke softly as he leaned his head forward, kissing his bride to be’s forehead. “How are you feeling?” Sighing gently as I slowly opened my eyes and looked to him, “Better. Still feeling a bit weak.” Sighing as he looked into her eyes, “Still? Didn’t Mordorn come and see you?” Nodding my head, “Yes he did. Gave me something. Just taking more time then we all figured sire.” Sighing in frustration as he nods his head, “It’s alright. I just want you to be better...”
Lifting a hand up, running my finger tips along his cheek gently, “I will with time. Mordorn is hoping anyways.” Leaning into Elias’ touch, brought a sig to his lips. “You’re not going out on duty tonight...” He stated as he turned his face, kissing the palm of her hand gently. Sighing as I knew this would come up, “I have to. I have to pull my weight within the group like I’ve always done. I’m only going to be gone a few hours, then Master Layfield will be relieving me.” Sighing as he looked to her, “I wish you would reconsider it Elias. You’re not up to par to be out on your own.” Lifting a hand up as I ran it through hair gently, “I’ll be careful. I promise, plus I’ve got others to look out for like I’ve always had.” Nodding his head once again, “Going back to the sanctuary again..” Nodding my head as I lowered my hands, slowly getting to my feet to dress, to head out for the evening. “Yes I am. Just have a feeling that’s all.”
Lord Calloway turned himself fully as he watched Elias dressing to head out, as he heard her words. “If you get into any trouble, send word right away. I will be there in no time Elias. Don’t take nothing upon yourself. You’re in no condition to fight alone.” He warned. Seating myself as I slipped on my black combat boots. “I won’t. I learned my lesson from previous.” Running my hands over the scars that sat upon each shoulder, “But it was well worth getting myself almost killed. It saved you.” Sighing gently as he moved, sitting behind Elias. She was right in that aspect, but wrong in other ways too. He could of lost her if he didn’t come around when he did, helped her and kept her safe while she healed, except once when he had to go away on business.
Returning to the mansion to find out, he once again almost lost Elias, was almost too much for him to take. That’s when he made up his mind to tell her how he really felt about her all these years. Then he proposed to her that same night, making themselves complete in more aspects than one. When he announced it the following day to his followers and lurkers, it was gladly except with no other words. Everyone knew when Lord Calloway spoke, you listen and agreed with him. Unless you wanted trouble, then it was a whole different dilemma.
Finishing as I looked over my shoulder to him, I found him lost in his thoughts. I could tell by the look on his face. Turning a bit on the edge of the bed, placing my hands upon his massive ones. “I’ll be fine Sire.. I mean Mark..” Looking to her, “I know you will be Elias. I can’t help but worry.” Nodding my head, “Don’t worry just a few hours, then Master Layfield relieves me like planned. Anything goes wrong, I send word right away.” Nodding his head as he leaned forward clenching her lips in a passionate kiss. Slowly they both pulled back, he spoke softly. “I wait for your return.” Nodding my head as I slowly climbed to my feet, grabbing my trench coat as I left the room, heading downstairs to head out on duty. I had to relieve Sir Batista in the city.
“Heading out?” Stopping in my tracks as I was almost out the door. Nodding my head to Master Layfield. “Yes I am. Keep an eye on him while I’m gone. In three hours, you come and relieve me. Don’t be late, you know how Lord Calloway hates it when I’m late getting back.” Layfield nodded as he opened the front door for me. “Be careful. Murihan has been seen a lot lately. It seems he’s looking for some sort of revenge for ruining his plans.” Nodding my head with a snort, “I would love to see him try something and live to tell it.” Master Layfield chuckles as I exit the mansion, carrying my trench coat as I walked off the porch. Sprouting my wings as I stretched them, sighing as it felt good to stretch them, took to the air to go relieve Sir Batista.
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Settling in upon our usual perch, Sir Batista didn’t have no problems to report before he left. Yawning some as I rubbed the back of my neck, watching as a few mortals walked upon the ground below. It was the same thing every time I was on watch, no problems would arise and it would be a boring night, which for me was a good thing. After a couple of hours of nothing happening, I decided to head inside into the attic of the church, check on Father Chris and whoever was inside this eve. Making my way through the things stored, to my peek out spot through an opened small vent. Everything was quiet, which was good. Decided I would take it upon myself to check on Father Chris in his office. Making my way down without a sound, sticking to the shadows was my best way. Stopping as I listened from the rafters above, something wasn’t right. I could feel it and smell it at the same time. Closing my eyes as I listened hard, I heard a couple of voices, faintly speaking.
Opening my eyes once again as I knew who it was. Making my way through the rafters as quickly and quietly as I could. Crouching amongst the shadows, I found Father Chris and Murihan speaking. Well mostly Murihan yelling at him. “Where is he?!? You better tell me or I will take possession of your soul. Nobody couldn’t rescue it.” Father Chris was upon his knees, Murihan had been hitting him, while his hands were tied together with rope behind his back. “I..I..I don’t know who your talking about.” Father Chris spoke out between gritted teeth. Murihan had him by his short blonde locks, making him look into the demon’s eyes.
“You know who I speak of. Now tell me where he went so I may get what I want. Don’t make me hurt you more Padre. Or I will let my group have their very first meal in ages.” Father Chris’ eyes went wide as Dying Darkness Dwellers slowly came shuffling, stumbling or walking out of the surrounding shadows. Father Chris looked back to the demon as he swallowed hard, “I don’t know.. Who your talking about I swear..” He spoke in a very panicky voice. Murihan back handed the Father to the floor as he growled, “He’s all yours. I’ll located Lord Calloway myself and take what’s rightfully mine.” Father Chris fell to the floor as more blood flowed from his wounds. He looked around in a panic as the Dwellers slowly closed in on him. “H..H..Help..” He squeaked out. Murihan laughed as he walked off back into the shadows.
Narrowing my eyes as I sat there and watched it all, I knew someone from the group was around. Looking around as I located him, I motioned to him in a way he only knew to go get the rest of the troops. He left in a dire rush back to the mansion. I tucked my trench coat in the belt of my pants as I moved along, and stopped just above Father Chris. The Dwellers were in a huge group tonight and determine to get what they wanted, Father Chris’ soul. Over my dead body. Swooping down as I hissed, my Demon side coming out as my wings were outstretched to the side, “Back off you know the rules!” The Dwellers stopped in the tracks as they all screeched in fright. Gritting my teeth as they knew that was a weakness of mine, my sensitive hearing. I lifted my hands up, covering my ears until they stopped.
Lowering them once again as I folded my wings, placing them back into hiding. Crouching down as I grabbed my knives out of my boots, “You’re going to have to go through me to get his soul.” That was their decision as they started surrounding myself and Father Chris. I kept in the back of my mind the words Lord Calloway told me. I did as he asked, but I was hoping and kind of praying in my own way they would make it in time.
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