Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Drusilla’s Soul ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
William was awakened from his grave. He picked up his glasses from his pocket, when he put it on, his visions were blurry. He frowned at this and took off his glasses, to his surprise, his visions were sharp and clear. He could see.
“You’re awake.” said the dark woman in the corner as he turned his head. Drusilla smiled.
“Where am I? How do I get here? And… who are you?” asked William.
“ You have been reborn, my love. My name is Drusilla.” she smiled.
“Drusilla? That’s a beautiful name. My name’s William.” he smiled.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, William.” Drusilla smiled, “ And you must be hungry.” She grabbed the girl behind the tree as William was confused. The woman was tied up and gagged. William was shocked, it was Cecily who rejected William.
“Go on, William. Have your first meal.” said Drusilla. Cecily struggled from Drusilla’s grip, but it didn’t budge. William stood up and walked to the brunette lady who looked terrified. William transformed into a vampire, his face was grotesque, his cheekbones were rippled, eyebrows ridged, he had blazing yellow eyes and sharp teeth.
Cecily muffled screaming. William sank his fangs into her delicate neck and drank her delicious blood. She died as her blood drained by William.
When he was done, he dropped the woman to the floor. Drusilla was very proud of him to have his first meal.
At William’s House
That night, William was dancing with Drusilla.
“Ooh, such a pretty house you have, sweet William. It smells of daffodils...and viscera.” said Drusilla.
“Don't get too attached, now,” Wiillam said and twirled her. “Won't be here for long, luv.”
Drusilla sat on the couch, “Well then…” she patted the seat beside her, “should we give it a proper goodbye?” she asked in a growling seductively.
Willam walked toward her, “You're a saucy one, aren't you?” he grinned, sat beside her, kissing her passionately, grabbed her up in his arms, and flipped her across his lap, leaning in to kiss her again. “Dru...we'll bring this world to its knees.”
“It's ripe and ready, my darling, waiting for us to devour its fruit.” said Drusilla.
“We'll ravage this city together, my pet. Lay waste to all of Europe. The three of us will teach those snobs and elitists with their falderal just what—“ Drusilla cut off William’s sentence and was puzzled.
“Three?” she asked puzzled.
William said, “You, me, and mother. We'll open up their veins and bathe in their blood as they scream our names across—” he noticed Dru's expression. “What?”
“You...you want to bring your mum wif us?” asked Drusilla, sounding a bit sane.
William nodded, “Well, yeah. You'll like her.”
Drusilla scoffed, “To eat, you mean?”
William's mother came into the parlor wearing her nightclothes.
“William?”
William grabbed Drusilla's hand, they stood. “Uh, mother.”
“Where have you been? I've been beside myself for days.” said Anne, worried.
“You needn't have worried, mother. You'll never have to worry about anything again. Something has happened. I've changed.” said William.
Anne was agaited. “I—I don't— Who's this woman?” she asked.
Drusilla answered, “I’m the other that gave birth to your son.”
“I beg your pardon?” Anne perplexed.
“It's true, mother,” he said as he held out his hand to Drusilla, she took his hand and walked forward Drusilla. “She...she has made me what I am. I am no longer bound to this mortal coil. I have become a creature of the night. A vampire.”
“Are you drunk?” asked Anne.
WIlliam looked down. “A Little bit.”
Anne coughed into her handkerchief. He walked forward. William said, “Think of it. No more sickness. No more dying. You'll never age another day. Let me do this for you.”
Anne was scared and confused. “What are you talking about, a-and why are you acting so strangely?”
William smiled, “It's all right, mother. It's only me.” He hugged his mother. “We'll be together forever.”
“William…”
William’s face transformed into a vampire. ”It only hurts for a moment.” And he bit his mother's neck and she breathed one last.
The Next Night
William walked into the house and put down his coat. He saw the cane his mother used to use when walking.
Willam looked around.
“Mother?”
William heard "Early One Morning" playing from a music box somewhere. He turned to see his mother standing there, holding the box. She looked different than before. Now, her hair was down, and she looked healthier.
Anne looked up to him and smiled. “Hello, William.”
William grinned. “Look at you.”
“Mm, yes. All better.” said Anne.
“You're glowing.” smiled Willam.
“Am I? Well, I suppose I have you to thank for that, don't I?” She shutted the music box. “How ever will I repay you?”
William smirked, “Seeing you like this is payment enough.”
Anne touched her son’s face. “Oh, William, you're so...tender.”
“Well, this is as it should be, mother. You and I together. All of London laid out before us.” said Willaim.
Anne smiled. “Ah, yes. Us.”
“First, we'll feast. Then the night is yours. Theater, perhaps. Dancing? Tell me,” he touched her back. “what's your pleasure?” he asked.
Anne turned to him. “Pleasure? To take my leave of you, of course. ‘The lark hath spake from twixt its wee beak?’ You honestly thought I could bear an eternity listening to that twaddle?” she asked.
“What?” William thought his plan went terribly wrong.
“I feel extraordinary. It's as though I've been given new eyes. I see everything. Understand…” She looked at William and frowned. “Everything.”
William was in disturbed. “Mother…”
“I hate to be cruel— No, I don't. I used to hate to be cruel in life. Now, I find it rather freeing. Nothing less will pry your greedy little fingers off my apron strings, will it?” she said.
William looked away. “Stop. Please.”
Anne walked closer to William. “Ever since the day you first slithered from me like a parasite…”
William was shocked. “What you’re s--”
“Had I known better, I could have spared myself a lifetime of tedium and just…”
He's backing away from her.
“Dashed your brains out when I first saw you.”
Anne turned away. “God, I prayed you'd find a woman to release me,” then she looked at him. “but you scarcely showed an interest. Who could compare to your doddering housebound mum? A captive audience for your witless prattle.”
William recovered from his disgust and walked up to his mother.
“Whatever I was, that's not who I am anymore.” said William.
Anne snickered, walked up to him. “Darling, it's who you'll always be. A limp... sentimental fool.”
William's mother was talking nastily to William as she backed him up to the fireplace.
“You want to run, don't you? Scamper off and cry to your new little trollop. Do you think you'll be able to love her?” she leaned too close to William. “Think you'll be able to touch her without feeling me?”
William looked around, panicked and disgusted, for a way to escape this disturbing situation.
“All you ever wanted was to be back inside.” Anne touches his face and his body. “You finally got your wish, didn't you? Sank your teeth into me. An eternal kiss.”
William shook his head. “No. I only wanted to make you well.”
“You wanted your hands on me. Perhaps you'd like a chance to finish off what you started.” said Anne.
William pushed her away, looked away from her. “I love you. I did. Not like this.”
“Just like this. This is what you always wanted. Who's my dark little prince?” she asked as she tried to kiss him.
“No!” he pushed her, knocking down.
“Get out. Get out!” Anne yelled as she swung her cane at William; they struggled and he broke the wooden cane; Mother transformed into a vampire facade.
“There, there, precious. It will only hurt for a moment.” Anne grinned evilly.
William shed a tear. “I'm sorry.”
William drove the wooden cane shaft into his mother's heart. Her vampire face melted away, leaving the sympathetic face of his mother to stare at him in shock for an instant before she turns to dust in front of his eyes.
William broke down crying that his beloved mother was gone. After he stopped crying, he decided to go with Drusilla and started a new eternal life.