Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Sacrifice ❯ The Birth of A Vampire ( Chapter 55 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

By: MellyN

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Sacrifice

Chapter 55: The Birth of a Vampire

By: Melissa Norvell

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"Huh?" Keiji stopped dead in his tracks and looked a little surprised.

"What is it, Keiji-san?" Treble saw the expression on the boy's face.

"I thought I heard someone call for help but it was just in my head." Even though he said it, he could have sworn that he distinctively heard Tsurugi call for help telepathically. Keiji didn't know what to do and it made him wonder if Tsurugi was alright. It very well could have been a call for help.

"I think that was a telepathic message from Tsurugi. I caught it too but only faintly," Treble replied. Keiji was glad that he wasn't the only one.

"Then we should head there. How do I ask him for directions?" Keiji wasn't telepathic, nor was he keen on how to be telepathic. The only thing that he thought was if the link between them was still active that he could attempt to communicate with the angel and find out his whereabouts.

"I'll ask him if I can get a good wavelength to communicate. Leave it to me," Treble decided that it would have been easier for him to open the link, rather than have Keiji try, since he knew telepathy very well. The drummer nodded as the white dog-man tried to communicate with the blonde angel.

'Tsurugi, if you get this, where are you located at? What's the status of the situation?' The dog-lord hoped that his message got through and after only a few moments, he soon received his answer.

'There's a big wooden cross where we are. You can't miss it. Please, if you can then hurry. Hiro-kun is really bad!' The angel's voice pleaded within the confines of his head.

'I'm fine. Ignore it. We'll be there in a few minutes.' Hiroshima's voice cut in.

'Hiro-kun?'

Then, everything on their telepathic hotline when dead as Hiroshima sat up in his lover's lap. His form still shook with weakness and blood loss and his breath was ragged. His eyes seemed as if they had trouble focusing and the angel was still broken out in a heavy sweat.

'Are you sure?' Treble asked after a few more moments of silence.

Hiroshima stood unsteadily. 'Yes, I'm positive.'

"Well, that's odd," he commented aloud as he put a furry, clawed hand to his chin and looked perplexed. Why would Tsurugi say one thing and Hiroshima say something so completely different?

"What is?" Keiji looked to Treble in question. What was going on?

"They wanted us to come there but they seem to have changed their minds."

"What? Why?" That did seem odd, even to Keiji. He knew that they weren't always the most organized when it came to being on the same frequency as far as thoughts came but that was strange.

"They are coming here," Treble told him.

"What?" As soon as his question escaped his lips, Azmy ran into view and stopped in front of the two males, out of breath and tired from running. The girl didn't even bother to take any breaks on her way to them. She was too afraid of the ominous feeling that she had to even consider it and Azmy knew that there was no time to waste. The situation was dire and the angels needed her help.

"I ran here as fast as I could! Hiroshima...and Tsurugi are..." The girl stopped in order to catch up on a few breaths.

"It's alright, they are fine now," Treble chided. She shouldn't overwork herself, especially if she was already tired. Azmy simply needed to rest for at least a few minutes before she explained the rest of her sentence to them.

"How do you know-" Azmy asked, but was cut off by Treble. He told her that he spoke to them telepathically. Keiji then walked up to her with a grave expression and asked her to inform them on what had happened. There was no doubt in his mind now that it was Tsurugi who had so desperately tried to reach him and maybe there was even a reason that he wasn't able to talk to them now.

"After Hiroshima got out of that tunnel through a hole in the ceiling, we saw a giant wooden cross being raised so we ran over to see what it was. It was a crucifixion and Tsurugi was nailed to it. Hiroshima told me to come here and get help while he fought the vampires but I guess that he defeated them all." The gun slinger explained.

"We should still go to them. Lord Bass, Helix and Mikunai are dealing with Baratone so we'll have a break. We have to get to Vasca-sama and we're so close. We can't possibly leave them behind," Zuri commented.

"What? You found Baratone?" Azmy looked wide-eyed at her statement. She couldn't believe that everyone had already found him.

Undine blasted an offending soldier out of her way before she replied. "More like he showed up. It was unexpected," the slate-haired girl explained.

"I say we leave them for now and get to the angels," Fife told them. They could still reach Vasca but if their team mates were dying or critically injured out there then they were top priority.

"They said that they were coming to us," Keiji noted.

The prince smiled. "We can always meet them half-way, can't we?"

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Tsurugi remained by Hiroshima's side and watched as his lover barely managed to stand. His body was hunched over and his head hung listlessly. The blonde arose and placed his hands on either one of his mate's shoulders. "Hiro-kun, we really shouldn't move. You'll only get the infection in your system faster," he warned. Tsurugi could see that the infection was spreading quickly enough and he really didn't want things to get worse, especially if there was a chance that it could be reversed as it was.

"I'm already turning into a vampire. Why prolong it? I can barely concentrate on what's going on around me. If no fights spring up then I can get there with no problem," the angel's voice sounded pained, almost more so then Tsurugi had ever heard during the course of knowing him. Suddenly, the vampuric angel felt himself being lifted. His gaze shot to his mate as she asked him what he was doing.

"I'll fly us there," Tsurugi replied.

"You're hurt and you only have one wing," Hiroshima advised against it.

"I'm using wind magic to keep balance. Come on," the blonde didn't want Hiroshima to worry any more then he already did. If he wanted to get to the others, which, to be honest was the correct way to go about the situation before they ran into any more troubles, then he would carry the both of them there. Besides, his wind magic took some of the burden off of his wounded hands, not that Hiroshima was really all that heavy. Without his wings, the angel only weighed about 120 pounds and that was really no burden on him if about 100 pounds of that weight was supported by the wind magic.

"Can I borrow something to keep around my neck?" Hiroshima was then handed an olive green scarf. "Where did you get that?" He looked to Tsurugi in question.

"A dead vampire," the blonde smiled sweetly at his mate. "It's very cold here so I borrowed it."

Hiroshima tied the scarf tightly around his neck, in order to hide the six bite marks on both sides of his neck. He didn't want anyone to be distracted from doing what they needed to do by caring about him or his situation. The legend would simply try to bear it on his own. He thanked Tsurugi as the two headed back towards their team mates.

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"Time for me to make my exit! Magic Buster!" Baratone threw both of his arms out to either side as the plain around them was illuminated in a blinding white light.

"What the bloody hell?" Bass was caught off guard by such a large attack and hadn't thought that he'd use an attack like that against them at such a close range.

"Shit!" Mikunai grabbed Helix as the whole area exploded and Bass was thrown one way and the two male vampires were thrown the other way. Mikunai shoved Helix beneath him as he left himself exposed to the attack. For a matter of ten to twenty minutes, the area was lit up in white light.

"Master..." Helix looked surprised by the usually psychotic vampire's protective actions.

"I protect what is mine," Mikunai replied in a voice that seemed to promise the statement rather than simply state it.

"M-Mikunai-sama..." The Catholic man was flattered by his show of kindness. Mikunai usually tried to show how unpredictable and bloodthirsty he could be, so anyone who received a kind gesture or comment would know that he felt close to them and trusted them enough to reveal his inner most feelings to.

"Drop the formalities, babe," Mikunai smiled kindly at the white-haired man who lay below him on the ground.

"They don't know we're lovers. Isn't it forbidden for vampires to love their bait?" He asked.

"Vampires are protective of our feeding sources," Mikunai placed a hand to the side of the man's face and looked into his blue eyes. "We don't kill you, in fact, we're very protective of you and we are territorial of those we have full ownership of. Most vampires don't play with you or have sex with you. You are food and far from a lover."

Helix looked down and seemed a little disappointed. It seemed that their relationship was the same as any other, no matter what he thought of it. "I see..." His voice was low and saddened.

"However...We are also very lonely creatures," Helix could feel long, slender arms caress him and hold him close. "It's hard to be lonely and I can't be lonely like all of the other vampires. It's too hard and you've stuck with me all of this time. I feel so close to you." Mikunai's voice was unusually soft and kind.

"I feel close to you as well. I care about you a lot, Mikunai," Helix hugged him back as Bass crawled out of the rubble a good fifty feet away from them.

Rocks and debris fell to the ground as the Winged Canine stumbled to his feet. "Damn, that blood wanker is gone," he cursed to himself as he glanced around at the barren and naked battle field. "He's destroyed a good hindered feet around himself...or shall I say, where he was. I wonder where Mikunai and Helix are."

"My boy...I think I like you far more than just a donor," the vampire confessed.

The blue eyed man placed a hand atop of the one that sat on the side of his face and looked to his master and loved with a kind expression in his eyes. "I've always loved you but I could never tell you because of our contract."

"Our contract says that you do what I say, babe," Mikunai pulled his head back and looked into Helix's eyes as long, white, straight hair cascaded down around his face.

"Yes, I'm aware of that," Helix smiled.

"So, I'll tell you to kiss me." That sentence was so carefree and it seemed as if all that existed at that moment were the two of them.

The other male blushed slightly. "But it's such an informal time-" He tried to protest but his protests were cut short by the other male's lips caressing his in a gentle embrace. Helix then tangled his hand in the long tresses of Mikunai's hair as the two shared a passionate kiss. The kiss lasted a good five minutes before a familiar British accent was heard.

"I say, there you are gents. Are you alright?" Bass asked the two men, who pulled away from their kiss and looked at him in unison.

"He's so British," Mikunai responded.

"Yes, we're fine," Helix actually answered the dog man's question.

"Baratone got away," Bass replied.

"What a coward," Mikunai had actually just noticed but he didn't want to quite admit that.

"Where's everyone else?" Helix asked.

"I'm not sure. They were fighting the Holy Army but I don't know where they scurried off to," Bass commented as his keen eyes searched around but found no sight of any of their allies or even members of the Holy Army for that fact.

"Let's find them," a determined look crossed Helix's face.

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"They're in this direction?" Keiji asked as Azmy replied in affirmative and pointed to the large cross, telling them that they had found the exact same cross that she saw. Undine saw what seemed to be two people flying over the hill and asked who they were. Fife replied that it was them and they seemed to be flying.

From their position, Tsurugi told his mate that he'd caught sight of their group and Hiroshima looked down in silence. He'd taken some major blows to his pride and didn't feel as if he could look at them with the pride that he had before.

"Damn, I'm not prepared for this," Hiroshima remarked in a tired voice.

"What should be do?" Heavenly blue eyes looked down at the green-haired angel below him.

"Let me down."

"But Hiro-kun, your condition," Tsurugi advised against it.

"Who cares, just do it!" The spiky-haired angel snapped in a vicious tone and his mate complied by gently setting him down. He tried to put his arm around the angry legend but Hiroshima turned with his back towards him. This surprised the blonde and he didn't understand why Hiroshima was turning him away. Was he truly that mad, or was it merely pain?

"Don't help me. If they see that I'm hurt it will only delay us from reaching Vasca. I don't want to be a hindrance to the team." So that was the reason that Hiroshima didn't want his help. That was a relief. He hated it when Hiroshima was angry with him.

"As you wish, love. Just try to walk straight," Tsurugi teased.

"You insensitive bastard," the legend grumbled as Keiji ran up to the two of them and asked what happened in an urgent tone. Tsurugi explained that they just got into a little trouble and told them that he was sorry for worrying them.

"Nice scarf," Chichiri pointed out the fact that Hiroshima hadn't worn one until this moment in time.

"It was cold so I stole it from a rouge vampire. They won't need it," Hiroshima hid the pain in his voice with his usual calm tone.

"Where were you all?" The blonde angel asked.

"Funny story actually, we ran into Baratone but Mikunai-" Zephynthos' explanation was cut off by Mikunai's voice.

"Yes?" The long-haired vampire peered over his shoulder and smiled impishly as Zephynthos whirled around, nearly causing the two to kiss.

"Good God's sake! Don't do that to me!" He shouted in shock and irritation.

"I was fixing to shoot you," Constantine placed her gun back into her holster on her belt.

"Well, you know I'm crazy like that," Mikunai explained, as if it was a good enough answer to cover his ass.

"...and you were going to be dead like that," Ko replied.

"As I was saying, Mikunai, Helix and Lord Bass were fighting him but I guess he got away because they are back," the black-haired vampire finished.

"Sorry, he blasted us and made an escape," Bass reported, a little disappointed that he couldn't give them any good news.

"I smell fresh blood," Mikunai commented as he cast a glance to Hiroshima. The legend felt a little intimidated by this and felt as if he needed to get defensive. He tensed up and narrowed his eyes. He was about to speak until Tsurugi piped up and covered for him.

"It's probably mine. I got hit with a cannon but I'm fine. They only got my wing. I'll heal in three days," the blonde angel told them, trying to dismiss the subject.

"You remind me of a horror movie," Chichiri looked at the blood splattered angel. There was a large amount of blood on his face, hands, entire side and feet. The bones of his wing protruded from his back and his clothes were ripped on one side.

"You look terrible," Keiji told Hiroshima, who also didn't look too far from Tsurugi. The legend was paler than usual, broken into a sweat, visually trembling and looked very sickly.

"Yeah, I almost look as bad as you," Hiroshima cracked a smile and Keiji frowned.

"Now it's the time for that."

"Damn, my neck is killing me and I'm dizzy," Hiroshima placed a hand to his neck as he swayed a little.

"Why does your neck hurt?" Chichiri asked overdramatically before he gasped. "Don't tell me you were bitten!"

"I fell off of that big ass cross. I'm entitled to hurt," the legend shot back.

"Why would you fall off of a cross?" Especially if he had wings and four of them at that.

"I didn't do it on purpose. I was disabled from flying. It knocked my equilibrium off. That's why I can't walk straight," Hiroshima only half-way lied. It was part of the reason that he couldn't walk straight. From a few feet away, Helix straightened his glasses as he peered at the spiky-haired man's neck. At the top of the olive green scarf, part of it had been pushed out due to the contact of his hand and he could see two vampuric fang marks. He tugged on his lover's shoulder and called his name quietly to get his attention.

"What?" Mikunai asked and turned to him in question.

"Look at Hiroshima's neck."

"Hm?" Mikunai seemed a little confused but he looked in the direction Helix had told him and straightened his shades to make sure that he wasn't just seeing things. "He's been infected."

"I wonder if he's aware of it."

"I'm not sure. When you're fighting multiple vampires, you aren't always aware of those who bite you," the white-haired vampire replied.

"Will this hinder us?" Helix asked.

"Maybe slightly but you have to give the guy credit, he's pretty calm about it. Although I'm surprised that he can stand like that. Most newly infected are on the ground in convulsions at things like this. His body is converting so the pain is excruciating. I wonder if he has fangs yet," Mikunai informed.

"Since we're all together, we can continue on to Vasca's, right?" Ko asked.

"Then let's go," Hiroshima began to shakily walk ahead of everyone. Mikunai's comments were true, Hiroshima was in so much pain that it nearly blinded him, but above all else, he would have no one worry about him. He wasn't about to be the reason that they paused in their search, nor did he want anything bad to happen at the castle just because they couldn't get there in time. He owed Vasca a great deal and he didn't know what he'd do if something happened to his dear friend.

'Hiro-kun, please be careful. I'm worried about you.' Tsurugi watched his love try to keep his footing. Soon, everyone else began walking. Hiroshima's place went from first to last as the group continued to walk. The legend was panting heavily and Mikunai found a moment to try and peer into his mouth. He moved his head around Hiroshima's face closely and looked as if he was concentrating very hard to try to see if the man had any fangs or not.

"What the hell are you doing?" Hiroshima asked with a confused and irritated look on his face. Of all times, he really didn't feel like being stared down like a piece of meat. Especially by a vampire of all creatures.

"Are you tired?" Mikunai asked.

"What does my mouth have to do with that?"

"I couldn't help but notice that," Mikunai hooked his index finger on the top of his scarf and pulled it down, revealing the many bite wounds that the angel had obtained. Many of them still oozed with blood. Hiroshima stopped dead in his tracks and a small gasp escaped his lips as his eyes widened slightly. He had been found out. He knew that Mikunai was skeptical of him earlier but now he was exposed. It was a good thing that he was so far behind everyone so that they couldn't look. He just hoped that Mikunai wouldn't have an outburst about it. "You've been infected...Oh my, this is worse than usual. There has to be at least six bite wounds here." The vampire examined his neck closely before Hiroshima smacked his hand away.

"Mind your own business," the legend warned defensively.

"I'm amazed that you can even stand," Mikunai replied.

"It takes a lot more willpower then you think it does," Hiroshima told him.

"How do you feel?"

"Like someone took a mallet and smashed all of my insides."

"You're an admirable man for taking all of this pain without a word," Mikunai had never came across anyone who could get infected and not even utter a word but somehow, this angel was able to take a striking amount of pain.

"Don't tell them. I don't want to slow anyone down more than I've already have." It was bad enough that they wasted time looking for them and worrying when he and Azmy fell underground. He didn't want them to worry about his condition when he would change quickly. There was no use stopping for that reason alone and putting an even further hiatus on their objective.

"If you really think that's wise," Mikunai had a totally different opinion of the situation but if Hiroshima wanted it kept quiet then he wouldn't say anything either.

"I do. So don't say anything, vampire."

"You know, this isn't the worst pain, right?" Mikunai asked. The worst pain of conversion took place when the transformation hit its peak. Soon, the legend would be unable to walk and it was only a matter of time before he fell to the ground and was exposed to everyone.

Hiroshima then clutched his chest and hunched over. "Thanks for vexing me you bastard," he replied in agony as his knees bent slightly and his body began to act as if it were going into seizures. He stood there for a while, trying to fight off the massive pains in his chest and body but it was no good. The searing pain of his joints and stabbing, burning sensation in his chest caused his heart of beat at a faster rate and his blood pressure to rise. Soon, he became incapacitated as fell to the ground.

Everyone heard a loud thump from behind them. They turned around to see Hiroshima on the ground, spasming and they called out his name in exclamation and ran to his side with worried expressions. Ko kneeled by one side and asked what was wrong with him.

"What happened?" Azmy kneeled beside of Ko and looked as if she was about to cry. "Please, are you going to be alright?"

Keiji knelt by his face. "Hey, snap out of it," he then placed a hand on the side of his sweat-soaked face. "He's incredibly hot and he's covered in sweat. He's also convulsing and trembling...What's wrong with him?" He asked as he looked to the vampires. Maybe they could tell him something, since Sumeria was their land.

The vampires said nothing and Mikunai looked away as the legend wildly clutched at his chest, nearly ripping his button up shirt and writhing with extreme pain below them. Everyone once in a while he tossed his head and released a yell or a pained noise.

There was only one other person he was with before he was like this: Tsurugi.

Keiji looked to the blonde angel with a dire expression. "Alright Tsurugi, what happened to him?"

...To Be Continued...