Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Vampires Beginning ❯ Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

 

 

Trowa moaned weakly, pushing against the vampire holding him down but it didn't matter. He was dieing and he knew it, every time they fed he got weaker and weaker, what little food and water he was given nowhere near enough to help replenish the blood he lost. He didn't know how long they'd had him and honestly didn't care, he'd be dead soon enough. Maybe he would see his parents and Catherine again when that happened.

 

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Wufei snarled as once again they came up empty. They had evacuated the last remaining villagers, except for five strong young men since they did need to feed, but there was still no sign of the ones who had caused all this and it had already been a week. He knew they hadn't left yet which meant there were still captured humans alive for them to be feeding off but those humans wouldn't last much longer. He just wanted this over with so he could go home to Sally. He had decided that he would ask her to be his mate, all he could do was hope she said yes.

 

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He hung limply from his chains, barely breathing and completely unaware of the chaos above him. Even if he had been aware of it he wouldn't have cared. The chains were unnecessary, he didn't have the strength to open his eyes let alone try to escape and where would he go? The sound of his cell door being ripped off its hinges made his eyelids flutter slightly but that was the only reaction he gave.

 

Wufei cursed as he caught sight of the cells single occupant. The figure was skin and bones, filthy and barely breathing. Moving quickly he simply pulled the chains from the wall, gathering the mortal up carefully in his arms, a move which must have hurt and yet not a whimper was heard. Wufei managed to get his cloak off and wrapped his burden in it before leaving the dungeons for the upper levels. He emerged to find the clean up finished, the only vampires left were those of his group.

 

“We'll stay here for the day and leave tonight. Take what you want as long as it won't slow us.” He ordered without stopping. Finding the room he wanted he pushed the door open and carefully lowered the bindle to the bed. Grabbing a basin of water and some cloths he unwrapped his cloak and set about trying to clean the human up. It didn't take long to work out it was a young male, still in his early teens by the looks of it. His hands shook with rage as he uncovered what had been done to the boy, they had killed this group far too quickly. Going to the wardrobe he found the plainest shirt he could and shredded it, using it to bandage the many wounds littering the teen's body, he could only hope infection didn't set in too badly. Once that was done he left the room in search of food and the keys to unlock the cuffs still wrapped around damaged wrists.

 

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Wufei held the boy gently as he rode. He had yet to wake unless it had been during the day and that was worrying. The boy needed a doctor but he didn't want to push their horses any faster. Everyone was eager to return to their homes now that their job was done and the horses could sense that, galloping along the road as fast as they could. The jarring motions were probably very painful for the boy and yet he still hadn't done so much as whimper or flinch from pain.

 

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Wufei stood as the doctor finally emerged from the bedroom. He had been in there for nearly three hours and it had been driving him crazy.

 

“Well?”

 

“He is dangerously malnourished master and it appears he was continually feed on without being allowed to recover from the blood loss. I have put a healing salve on his wounds and bandaged them, they will need to be cleaned regularly. I am hesitantly optimistic about his chances for survival but if any of those wounds become infected he will not survive with his condition. Will he be remaining in your house master?” Wufei gave a curt nod.

“Then I shall leave instructions for his care and diet with your servants. If he survives the next week he will recover but it will be slow.” The mortal bowed and left, leaving Wufei to go and observe the teen. Freshly bathed, in clean nightclothes and ensconced in a bed he looked a better than he had before. He found himself wondering what exactly he was going to do with the boy once he was healed. He didn't really want to be stuck with a teenager who had just lost everything and been through a horrific ordeal but what else could he do with him? Perhaps…Sally had a cousin who he remembered had no children but according to his lover had always wanted them. Perhaps they could take him? But for now the teen needed to heal and he wanted to see Sally.

 

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Something was very wrong. Wufei slipped silently through the small house, keen eyes needing no light other than the small amount of moonlight spilling through the windows to observe the house and what he saw made him move even quicker. He threw open the door to the bedroom only to find it empty and covered in the same fine layer of dust as the rest of the house. Where was Sally? Opening his senses he felt dread seize him as he detected the faint trace of another vampire, nearly four days old. He collapsed on the bed, inhaling the fading scent of his Sally, before forcing himself to leave. He had to find her before something happened to her. He would never forgive himself if anything harmed her. Why didn't he insist she move into his house while he was away? She would have been safe there, his servants would have seen to it.

 

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Something was different, he didn't know what though. He fought to open his eyes but they wouldn't respond and his body felt so heavy. He let out a pitiful whimper as something was put on his wounds that made his skin burn. He tried to move away from it but his tired body wouldn't respond.

 

“It's alright child, you're safe now. Just rest and heal.” He tried to open his eyes and see who had spoken but blackness rose up and claimed him before he could succeed.

 

Wufei looked down at the boy as he reapplied the salve. That small whimper was the first sound he had made since his rescue so he would take it as a good sign. It had been three days since his return home and he had yet to find a trace of Sally or the one who had taken her and so he had thrown himself into caring for the sick teenager, something he knew Sally with her tender heart would approve of.

 

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Trowa stared listlessly around the room he'd woken in. it was a rather nice room he supposed, plain but well kept and far nicer than any he had been in since his parents deaths. He had woken to find himself no longer chained to a wall but well wrapped in blankets in a nice sized bed. His head felt clearer than it had since the fight in the caves and while his body ached it was a lot better than what he could vaguely remember feeling earlier. He stiffened as the door opened and another, older teen entered. He was Asian by appearance but something about the way he moved put Trowa on edge. For a second Trowa saw surprise on the others face before it vanished behind an almost emotionless mask.

 

“How do you feel?” Trowa opened his mouth to ask what had happened but no sound came out. Seeing that the other moved to the bedside and handed him a glass of water.

“Drink slowly, you've been very sick and your body won't handle it if you drink to quickly.”

 

“Where am I?” Trowa finally managed to ask after drinking about half the glass.

 

“My home. You were rescued from the group that wiped out most of what I'm assuming was your village. You were the only one we found alive in their hideout but there were a few people still alive in their homes who we evacuated. I am Chang Wufei, what is your name?”

 

“Trowa Barton. We who?” Wufei sighed, he'd been hoping the boy wouldn't ask until he had recovered further, he didn't want fear setting his recovery back.

 

“The Council sent a group of us to take care of the ones preying on your people.” Trowa stared blankly at him for a bit before a look of horror crossed his face.

 

“Vampire.” The boy spat before managing to push himself across the bed and away from Wufei. The vampire moved, restraining him gently and moving him back onto the pillows.

 

“Yes, I am a vampire but not all of us are like those that held you. As long as you are here you will not be harmed.”

 

“Liar. Your kind are nothing but monsters.” Trowa snarled and Wufei frowned, sensing more to his anger than his own near death experience.

 

“If that were so you would be dead. Get some rest, a meal will be delivered shortly. Eat it, you need to build up your strength.” With that he left the room.

 

TBC…