Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Vampires call ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

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Thanks for all the great reviews. Don't worry, Quatre and Trowa aren't any more dead than they usually are as vampires.

To any who are interested. I am hopeless at writing scenes going any further than a few kisses. So anyone who is interested can write said scenes for ch5 of this story, ch36 and 26 of Surrey Troubles, and/or ch9 of Dreams and then email them or it to me at kirallie@ausi.com . I will read them and then use the ones that fit best in the stories and say they came from you. Remember to make them appropriate for ffnet and MediaMiner.

 

Chapter 10

 

 

Heero stared around his home in horror and growing rage. He moved so fast that he blurred from mortal sight as he all but flew down the stairs and threw open the door to his room. He could sense the lingering presence of one of his kind as well as Duo's fear and some sort of drug. Leaving the room he ran to the one Quatre and Trowa shared to find some small signs of a struggle but nothing else. All of his mortal staff was dead so he could not question them about the perpetrators. But he didn't need to, not after the gathering. He was only glad that Wufei had not been in on the plan; his concern had been genuine when Heero had felt a brief flare of utter terror from his mate.

 

Heero stormed back upstairs to find Wufei moving amongst the bodies looking for clues. The Chinese vampire looked up at him and then nodded silently in understanding.

 

“The bitch dies.” Heero growled out and then headed back to the carriage.

 

“Agreed.” Wufei simply stated calmly as he unhitched the horses and swung up onto one. Once Heero was mounted on the other they took off. They didn't bother going for help, while Wufei was younger than Dorothy he was her equal in power. The two of them should have no problem taking them out and rescuing the others.

 

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Zechs stretched and opened his eyes. He studied the room for a few seconds before remembering where he was and what had happened. He slipped from the bed and headed for the bath, wanting to make use of it while he was aware of doing so. He didn't trust Treize to keep his word; the man was a vampire after all. He bathed quickly but still giving himself the chance to enjoy it and redressed, carefully placing the pendant hanging around his neck underneath his shirt. Once he was done he left the room and began wandering the halls aimlessly.

 

“Good evening Zechs.” He turned at the sound of a cultured voice to see Treize standing in a nearby doorway. Zechs swallowed slightly and then bowed.

 

“Master.” He forced himself to keep his head lowered and so he missed Treize's frown.

 

“Join me Zechs.” He obediently walked into the room and looked around in awe.

“Beautiful, isn't it.” The mortal nodded, still too shocked to answer verbally. His eyes remained locked on the far wall, a wall made completely of stained glass that was lit from behind to simulate daylight. The glass bathed the rest of the room in a rainbow of shifting, different colours. It was simply breathtaking.

“Please sit and eat. You must be hungry.” Zechs finally tore his eyes the glass to notice that a small table was set against a wall and covered in plates full of food.

“You'll have to let cook know your preferences. I think she may have gone a little overboard tonight but she wanted to make a good impression.” Treize's lips quirked slightly in a small smile. Zechs sat and slowly began to eat, watching Treize as he sat opposite and played with a glass full of red wine.

“I think I need to make clear a few things now that you have had time to clear your head. My name is Treize, not Master. I do not want you to bow or play the submissive pet. I wish a companion willing to talk and argue with me. I swear that you are safe here and I never break my word. I will not order you to do anything unless I have no other choice. Obviously if you accompany me to a gathering you will either have to be an accomplished enough actor to fake being under or I will put you under just enough to do so. Other than that it is my wish that you remain aware at all times. I do not agree with the policy of simply taking anyone you takes my fancy and bonding them as a plaything. If you had not already been taken as a pet I would have preferred to court you as a mate. Unfortunately that is now impossible. However I hope that one day you will consent to becoming my Childe, but I will never force you to do so. It will be your choice alone.” Zechs just stared at him, still not believing him but at least he had listened.

“Since you have finished, how would you like a tour?”

 

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Duo groaned, his head felt like he had a marching band or thousand marching around in it and he couldn't focus his thoughts. His whole body felt slow and achy as well.

 

“Is the little mortal waking up?” His eyes flew open at the sound of that voice. He moved backwards and gave a pretty good glare at the young vampire.

“Oh, I'm so scared. In case you haven't noticed yet you're not going anywhere.” Sure enough Duo found himself chained to a post in the middle of the cold stone floor. He had also been stripped down to his boxers and the room was freezing.

“See those glyphs? They make sure you can't call dear Heero for help. Don't worry; we plan on him showing up eventually. Just in time to watch the last bit of life drain from your fragile mortal body and for his Childer to go up in flames. To loose everyone you love in one go, it's enough to break anyone.” At that Duo snickered.

 

“Not Heero, it didn't break me and it won't break him. All you're going to do is piss him off and that's one thing you don't want to see. I've heard enough to know that much bitch.” Duo snarled. He didn't let himself flinch as her hand connected with his cheek.

 

“I'm sure a few days in here will cool you off boy. Heero will be mine, he will come begging to me for my love and I will give it to him. Enjoy the remainder of your short life.” With that she stormed from the room. Duo waited until he was sure she was gone before flopping down on the stones, biting back tears at the pain in his face. He had one chance for escape, if they left him alone long enough. If he could get out and find Quatre and Trowa they'd have a chance, as long as it was night. He figured they could take Relena but there was no way she was the mastermind behind this, she was too much the obsessed airhead. He wiggled on the stones until his braid lay next to his bound hands and began searching it with half numb fingers. Hopefully they had overlooked what his fellow mortals always had, the fact that you could hide a lot in a braid.

 

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Trowa wrapped his arms tightly around Quatre's shivering form. He held him close, trying to offer what comfort he could. He mentally berated himself for the thousandth time. He should have protected Quatre and Duo better, as it was he'd barely had the chance to fight back before being rendered unconscious. They had been in this cold cell for at least two days now and there had been no news of Duo. He had disappointed his Sire, his Father and for that he would never forgive himself.

 

“Not your fault. They shouldn't have been able to get in. I didn't even feel them.” Quatre said softly, hugging him back.

“Do you think Duo's okay?”

 

“They want to hurt Sire, he will be fine for now.”

 

“You better believe it Quat.” They looked up to see a virtually naked Duo standing outside the bars, a huge bruise decorating his face and his lips nearly blue from the cold but otherwise in good shape.

“Gotta love a good pair of lock picks, they can really save your neck. You two want out of there?” They just continued to stare at him in shock.

“What? You never met a street rat before? I knew how to pick locks before I could read.” He commented, bending to work on the lock of their cell.

“Not very complicated, I'll have this in a few seconds.” Sure enough the door clicked open and then he was inside, working on the spelled chains that restricted their abilities.

“So, coming? Oh and can I borrow a coat or something? It's freezing in here!” Quatre laughed quietly and Trowa smiled before removing his top and handing it over, after all vampires don't really feel the cold like mortals do. All three suddenly smiled at once.

“Heero.” Duo breathed.

 

“Papa's mad.” Quatre commented.

 

“Let's go.” They followed Trowa carefully out of the room and down the hall as the sound of screams began to reach them. It appeared that Heero was beyond mad.

 

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Wufei grinned viciously, fangs tearing into the throat of a young vampire that had dared attack him. He could see Yuy fighting several feet away and way beyond his ability. The older vampire was almost dancing as he moved, graceful and yet brutally tearing through Dorothy's forces. Wufei spun and then froze as his attacker collapsed. He grinned as Trowa was revealed, looking a little too pale but unhurt. His eyes flicked around the room until he spotted Quatre and Duo back to back, the mortal doing damage to any who got in range of the knife he'd found somewhere. Heero had already begun fighting his way to them.

 

The five met up near the middle of the room, Quatre throwing himself into his Papa's arms before Heero moved to Duo, giving the mortal his long coat so that his legs had some cover to hopefully help warm him up.

 

“I end up sick and you get to play nursemaid Heero.” They all smiled at Duo's grumbling.

 

“What happened?”

 

“Woke up and someone was in the room. I'd just grabbed my knife when they were on me, shoved a cloth over my face. It must have been drugged cause I woke up here. The blonde menace, Relena, is the only one I've seen but there's no way she did this alone.” They all dropped into defensive stances as the sound of clapping reached them.

 

“Not bad for a mortal.” Another blonde vampiress appeared, Relena at her side.

 

“Dorothy.” Heero spat.

 

“Always a pleasure Yuy. I'll admit your presence is a bit of a surprise Chang but nothing that can't be dealt with.”

 

“You're out powered Dorothy, surrender and we'll let the Council deal with this.” Wufei offered calmly although he was anything but calm, something was seriously wrong with the situation. That thought was reinforced as she laughed.

 

“Can you get a more annoying laugh?” Duo asked sarcastically under his breath causing Heero's lips to twitch slightly in amusement. They watched as Dorothy began to glide down the stairs towards them, ready to move at a split seconds notice but all she did was keep walking.

 

“Didn't you wonder how I had so many of our kind for you boys to fight?” She purred. Duo looked around at the bodies; sure enough most of them had fangs. He frowned at that and shook his head as something brushed against his mind. He felt more than heard the subtle brush of wings and whispers of seductive darkness. He'd heard it before on many occasions when he'd been in danger and had always pushed it back. He didn't have time to try to work out what that was, not when Dorothy was getting even closer. And why weren't the others doing anything? He looked at his four companions to find them watching Dorothy as if she were the only thing that mattered but not as the very dangerous enemy she was. What the hell?

“Scared little mortal?” She taunted and let her fingers dance over her pendant.

“Beautiful isn't it? Do you know how long it took me to find even one of these?”

 

“What are you doing to them?” Duo snapped.

 

“Me? No, I'm not doing anything.” She smirked and his eyes went to the pendant.

 

“That thing?” She nodded.

 

“As I said, not bad for a mortal. It's almost a pity you have to die. But your claim protects you from too many of our powers to leave you alive. Who would you prefer to have kill you? The innocent little Quatre? The silent Trowa? Maybe the near stranger, Wufei Chang. No. I know who it should be.” She laughed again and Duo paled slightly, eyes going to the only one she hadn't named, the sound of wings becoming more frantic in the back of his mind.

 

“No.” He whispered, looking for any sign of recognition in the dark haired vampires blue eyes but there was none.

 

“Oh yes. Heero, take that sword and kill Duo. Stab him through the heart.” She ordered. Duo watched as the man who had promised to never hurt him, that said he loved him picked up the indicated sword and moved forward. Duo backed up, raising the knife for what little protection it would give him.

“A heart shot is permanent. Not even turning you will save you from it. After all, even we need our hearts.” She sneered.

 

“Heero don't do this. Snap out of it! It's me, Duo.” He babbled, still backing up. Heero's movements were a little choppy and that gave him hope, he was fighting whatever control that trinket gave Dorothy.

 

“Kill him now!” She snarled and Heero moved. Duo gasped as the blade slid into his body, missing his ribs but skewering through his heart. It took a few seconds for the pain to hit and then he would have screamed if not for the blood he spat up instead. His legs gave out and he began to collapse, eyes never leaving Heero's. So he saw when horror and understanding suddenly flooded them and managed a pained smile. He could feel his heart slowing, knew he was near death but he had to tell him. Heero blurred as the vampire moved to catch him, gently lowering him to the floor. Duo would have thanked him for saving him the pain of hitting the ground but his body was going numb so he probably wouldn't have felt it anyway.

 

“Hang on Duo, please just hold on.” Heero begged softly. Duo blinked, Heero was beginning to blur but he fought to focus on him He tried to talk but simply spat up more blood. Had he punctured a lung as well? Oh well, he was dead either way so it didn't really matter. He struggled to speak, to tell Heero the one thing he never thought he would.

“Don't try to talk, save your strength.” Heero told him, trying to stop the bleeding even though he knew it would not help.

 

“Lo…lov…” Duo was dimly aware of Heero kissing him but everything was going back and cold. He could feel himself gasping for air and then…

 

“Duo? Duo!”

 

TBC…