Trinity Blood Fan Fiction ❯ Preventing Armageddon ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: yugis_girl98 
just an introduction of some of the characters in the story
Anime/Manga: Trinity Blood Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.11.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 477 | Status: Work In Progress
just an introduction of some of the characters in the story
Anime/Manga: Trinity Blood Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.11.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 477 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of the Trinity Blood…. They are the sole property of Sunao Yoshida, Kiyo Kyujyo, and Thores Shibamoto…. I am just borrowing them for my fan fiction…. The only thing related to Trinity Blood that I own is a few mangas and a few DVDs…. I do however own any original characters that I create and the storyline of my story…. Please do not steal this… I have really worked hard on it in order to share it with you all.
Author Notes: ~~…~~ denotes flashbacks, dreams, and nightmares; **…** denotes scene changes; * denotes notes at the bottom of the chapter
Chapter 1
In a dark and dank cell sat a young woman about nineteen years of age. Through a small window high up on the wall above her, an insufficient amount of moonlight crept into the room. The girl was sitting on the cold stone floor with her back firmly planted against the wall. Her blood red hair not only fell down the part of her back that was exposed but also her shoulders as well. She had her scarred up knees pulled up to her chest and her face buried in her knees. She would have wrapped her arms around her knees but they were tightly chained to the wall behind her. The only visible thing that could be seen on the girl was a “birthmark” of sorts at the base of her neck. Her “birthmark” was that of two dragons fighting each other. The clothes she wore barely covered her thin and pale body.
Just then, the huge and heavy wooden door to her hellhole opened and in stepped a tall man. The girl weakly picked her head up from her knees and looked up at her visitor. Her emerald eyes glowed slightly and weakly in the darkness that surrounded her as she let out a raspy growl to her unwanted visitor. The girl would have lunged at her visitor if it were not for the chains that held her close to the wall behind her.
“What do you want?” she growled out at the man. “Have you come to finally kill me?”
The man just laughed at the girl’s questions. He stepped farther into the room just enough to enter the pale moonlight, revealing what he looked like. The moonlight revealed that he was wearing a nicely fitted suit. He also had long black hair that fell down his back in a ponytail. His eyes were a menacing black color.
“Now why would I want to kill you, Ariana Nightroad? You are our weapon to destroying the Vatican,” the man said to her.
Ariana just stared up at the man before her with a scared look in her green eyes. She couldn’t believe what he had said to her. She didn’t want to hurt anyone again. The last time she was used as a “weapon”, she ended up killing her family, or so she thought, and everyone else that was around her at the time. Every time she closed her eyes, the memory of that fateful night came back to haunt her.
“I won’t do it, Kevin. I would rather die than kill anyone again,” Ariana yelled at the man before her.
Kevin just leaned back against the wall and smiled evilly at Ariana. He knew what she was capable of doing once the power within her was released upon the world. He knew that she had the power to not only destroy a whole continent but also the whole world if need be.
“Like I told you, my dear. If I could kill you, I would but I can’t,” Kevin seethed at her.
Ariana shrank back against the wall as best as she could in order to get away from Kevin. Her eyes once again started to glow green as she felt her anger starting to rise within her. She had always hated Kevin and she didn’t know why.
“Why can’t you kill me, Kevin?” she asked in a dangerous tone that was unbecoming of her.
“Because you are the only one who can bring about Armageddon on this world,” came a voice from the doorway beside Kevin.
Both Ariana and Kevin looked towards the open cell door and saw another man standing there. Ariana tried to blend into the wall behind her even more as the newcomer entered her cell, her domain.
Once the man was far enough into the room, Ariana was able to see what he looked like. She noticed he was also wearing a nicely fitted suit just like Kevin. She then let her eyes drift up and down his tall frame. She finally let her eyes travel up to meet the newcomer’s eyes. That was when she noticed his eyes were a deep crimson color and his hair was black as night just like Kevin’s.
“What do you mean I can bring about Armageddon on this world? And who are you?” Ariana asked in an angered tone.
The newcomer just grinned at Ariana as he answered the girl before him, “You have the mark if Armageddon on your neck, girl. And my name is Daemon.”
Daemon walked up to Ariana and knelt down in front of her. He grinned even more at her as he pulled something out of his pocket. Ariana recognized the object as a medical syringe filled with a strange yellow substance.
She tried to get away from Daemon and the needle in his hand. She quickly remembered that she was still chained to the wall of her dark cell. Just then, Ariana started to cry.
“Please don’t make me kill innocent people again,” Ariana begged as she looked deeply into Daemon’s crimson’s eyes.
Daemon just continued to smile at Ariana as he watched the fear of what she was capable of doing shine in her beautiful emerald eyes. He knew and could tell that she was starting to remember the last time she brought Armageddon on the planet. He reached out and gently stroked her dirty and tear-streaked cheek.
“Just sleep, my dear crusnik,” he whispered in her ear as he slowly injected the needle into the mark on Ariana’s neck.
Ariana screamed out in pain as the needle was inserted into her skin. She felt the world of darkness starting to creep into her line of sight. She soon gave into said darkness as it enveloped her weary body. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep as her head hung below her shoulders.
“Abel,” she whispered out as she fell deeper into the world of unconsciousness.
Daemon grinned as he got back to his feet and walked towards the wooden door in order to leave the dark and musty room. He stopped just as he reached the door. He then turned and looked right at Kevin.
“Keep an eye on her,” he said to Kevin with a slight growl. “And let me know the moment my pet starts to show signs of losing control.”
Kevin nodded his head as he watched his boss leave the tiny cell. He too walked out of the room, shutting and locking the door behind him.
“This world will soon be ours,” Kevin said as he sat down in the chair outside the door and bore his fangs to himself.
You see, Kevin and Daemon are part of a race of people called vampires. They are out to wipe the terrans, humans, from the Earth so they could have the planet to themselves and they are going to use poor Ariana to do it.
**at the Vatican**
A silver-haired man, dressed in long black priest robes, was sitting in his room relaxing before he had to go and give his report to Cardinal Caterina Sforza. He leaned back in the chair, he was sitting in, and closed his emerald eyes. He smiled slightly to himself as he let his thoughts drift to his long lost sister, Ariana.
“Abel,” he heard faintly in his mind.
The man sat up straight when he heard his name being called by someone he thought was long since dead. ‘Ariana,’ he thought to himself as he once again relaxed back into his chair and closed his eyes once more.
While the man was reminiscing about his past, the door to his room slowly opened a head full of bright red hair came through the small opening.
“Father Nightroad,” a calm and quiet female voice called into the quiet and dark room.
The man in the chair quickly opened his eyes and looked towards the opened door of his room. He smiled slightly when he saw the red-haired nun standing just inside the opened door.
“What is it, Esther?” he asked as he adjusted his small-rimmed glasses on his face.
Esther slowly walked into the room and looked at the priest named Abel with her big brown eyes. She stopped just shy of his chair.
“Cardinal Sforza is waiting to see you, Father Nightroad,” Esther said back to the man seated before her.
“Please call me Abel, Sister Esther,” Abel said as he got to his feet.
Esther nodded her head as she continued to stare at Abel. The passive look on her face quickly turned to a look of concern. She stepped closer to Abel.
“Something bothering you, Father Nightroad?” she asked him worriedly.
Abel looked down at Esther with a weak smile. No one at the Vatican other than Caterina knew about Abel’s past.
“I was just thinking of someone I lost a long time ago,” he said as he walked past the young woman in front of him.
Esther just looked at Abel’s retreating back. She quickly followed after him as they left the room. She soon fell into step beside Abel. She kept her eyes on Abel. She then looked away and looked in the direction they were walking. She noticed that there wasn’t much to the long hallway they were walking down. Just then, Esther looked back at Abel.
“Who was she?” Esther asked out of the blue.
Abel stopped walking and looked at the woman standing beside him. He had a shocked but yet slightly angry look on his face. He couldn’t believe that Esther would ask him something like that. He sighed as he looked away from her.
“My sister, Ariana,” he said just above a whisper.
Esther once again looked towards the floor as she felt tears start to well up in her eyes. She didn’t mean to bring up bad memories from the past for him.
“I’m sorry for asking such a personal question, Father Nightroad,” she whispered as she walked away from Abel and towards her own room.
Abel sighed once more as he continued his way towards Caterina’s office. He really didn’t mean to take his anger out on Esther. But it was still a hard subject for him not only to talk about but to also think about her as well.
“Ari,” he whispered quietly to himself as he stopped in front of a wooden door.
Abel reached out and knocked on the door softly. He waited very patiently for someone to answer his knock and let him know that it was okay to enter the room.
“Come in, Abel,” came the soft reply of a woman on the other side of the door.
Abel slowly opened the door and entered the room.
Author Notes: ~~…~~ denotes flashbacks, dreams, and nightmares; **…** denotes scene changes; * denotes notes at the bottom of the chapter
Chapter 1
In a dark and dank cell sat a young woman about nineteen years of age. Through a small window high up on the wall above her, an insufficient amount of moonlight crept into the room. The girl was sitting on the cold stone floor with her back firmly planted against the wall. Her blood red hair not only fell down the part of her back that was exposed but also her shoulders as well. She had her scarred up knees pulled up to her chest and her face buried in her knees. She would have wrapped her arms around her knees but they were tightly chained to the wall behind her. The only visible thing that could be seen on the girl was a “birthmark” of sorts at the base of her neck. Her “birthmark” was that of two dragons fighting each other. The clothes she wore barely covered her thin and pale body.
Just then, the huge and heavy wooden door to her hellhole opened and in stepped a tall man. The girl weakly picked her head up from her knees and looked up at her visitor. Her emerald eyes glowed slightly and weakly in the darkness that surrounded her as she let out a raspy growl to her unwanted visitor. The girl would have lunged at her visitor if it were not for the chains that held her close to the wall behind her.
“What do you want?” she growled out at the man. “Have you come to finally kill me?”
The man just laughed at the girl’s questions. He stepped farther into the room just enough to enter the pale moonlight, revealing what he looked like. The moonlight revealed that he was wearing a nicely fitted suit. He also had long black hair that fell down his back in a ponytail. His eyes were a menacing black color.
“Now why would I want to kill you, Ariana Nightroad? You are our weapon to destroying the Vatican,” the man said to her.
Ariana just stared up at the man before her with a scared look in her green eyes. She couldn’t believe what he had said to her. She didn’t want to hurt anyone again. The last time she was used as a “weapon”, she ended up killing her family, or so she thought, and everyone else that was around her at the time. Every time she closed her eyes, the memory of that fateful night came back to haunt her.
“I won’t do it, Kevin. I would rather die than kill anyone again,” Ariana yelled at the man before her.
Kevin just leaned back against the wall and smiled evilly at Ariana. He knew what she was capable of doing once the power within her was released upon the world. He knew that she had the power to not only destroy a whole continent but also the whole world if need be.
“Like I told you, my dear. If I could kill you, I would but I can’t,” Kevin seethed at her.
Ariana shrank back against the wall as best as she could in order to get away from Kevin. Her eyes once again started to glow green as she felt her anger starting to rise within her. She had always hated Kevin and she didn’t know why.
“Why can’t you kill me, Kevin?” she asked in a dangerous tone that was unbecoming of her.
“Because you are the only one who can bring about Armageddon on this world,” came a voice from the doorway beside Kevin.
Both Ariana and Kevin looked towards the open cell door and saw another man standing there. Ariana tried to blend into the wall behind her even more as the newcomer entered her cell, her domain.
Once the man was far enough into the room, Ariana was able to see what he looked like. She noticed he was also wearing a nicely fitted suit just like Kevin. She then let her eyes drift up and down his tall frame. She finally let her eyes travel up to meet the newcomer’s eyes. That was when she noticed his eyes were a deep crimson color and his hair was black as night just like Kevin’s.
“What do you mean I can bring about Armageddon on this world? And who are you?” Ariana asked in an angered tone.
The newcomer just grinned at Ariana as he answered the girl before him, “You have the mark if Armageddon on your neck, girl. And my name is Daemon.”
Daemon walked up to Ariana and knelt down in front of her. He grinned even more at her as he pulled something out of his pocket. Ariana recognized the object as a medical syringe filled with a strange yellow substance.
She tried to get away from Daemon and the needle in his hand. She quickly remembered that she was still chained to the wall of her dark cell. Just then, Ariana started to cry.
“Please don’t make me kill innocent people again,” Ariana begged as she looked deeply into Daemon’s crimson’s eyes.
Daemon just continued to smile at Ariana as he watched the fear of what she was capable of doing shine in her beautiful emerald eyes. He knew and could tell that she was starting to remember the last time she brought Armageddon on the planet. He reached out and gently stroked her dirty and tear-streaked cheek.
“Just sleep, my dear crusnik,” he whispered in her ear as he slowly injected the needle into the mark on Ariana’s neck.
Ariana screamed out in pain as the needle was inserted into her skin. She felt the world of darkness starting to creep into her line of sight. She soon gave into said darkness as it enveloped her weary body. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep as her head hung below her shoulders.
“Abel,” she whispered out as she fell deeper into the world of unconsciousness.
Daemon grinned as he got back to his feet and walked towards the wooden door in order to leave the dark and musty room. He stopped just as he reached the door. He then turned and looked right at Kevin.
“Keep an eye on her,” he said to Kevin with a slight growl. “And let me know the moment my pet starts to show signs of losing control.”
Kevin nodded his head as he watched his boss leave the tiny cell. He too walked out of the room, shutting and locking the door behind him.
“This world will soon be ours,” Kevin said as he sat down in the chair outside the door and bore his fangs to himself.
You see, Kevin and Daemon are part of a race of people called vampires. They are out to wipe the terrans, humans, from the Earth so they could have the planet to themselves and they are going to use poor Ariana to do it.
**at the Vatican**
A silver-haired man, dressed in long black priest robes, was sitting in his room relaxing before he had to go and give his report to Cardinal Caterina Sforza. He leaned back in the chair, he was sitting in, and closed his emerald eyes. He smiled slightly to himself as he let his thoughts drift to his long lost sister, Ariana.
“Abel,” he heard faintly in his mind.
The man sat up straight when he heard his name being called by someone he thought was long since dead. ‘Ariana,’ he thought to himself as he once again relaxed back into his chair and closed his eyes once more.
While the man was reminiscing about his past, the door to his room slowly opened a head full of bright red hair came through the small opening.
“Father Nightroad,” a calm and quiet female voice called into the quiet and dark room.
The man in the chair quickly opened his eyes and looked towards the opened door of his room. He smiled slightly when he saw the red-haired nun standing just inside the opened door.
“What is it, Esther?” he asked as he adjusted his small-rimmed glasses on his face.
Esther slowly walked into the room and looked at the priest named Abel with her big brown eyes. She stopped just shy of his chair.
“Cardinal Sforza is waiting to see you, Father Nightroad,” Esther said back to the man seated before her.
“Please call me Abel, Sister Esther,” Abel said as he got to his feet.
Esther nodded her head as she continued to stare at Abel. The passive look on her face quickly turned to a look of concern. She stepped closer to Abel.
“Something bothering you, Father Nightroad?” she asked him worriedly.
Abel looked down at Esther with a weak smile. No one at the Vatican other than Caterina knew about Abel’s past.
“I was just thinking of someone I lost a long time ago,” he said as he walked past the young woman in front of him.
Esther just looked at Abel’s retreating back. She quickly followed after him as they left the room. She soon fell into step beside Abel. She kept her eyes on Abel. She then looked away and looked in the direction they were walking. She noticed that there wasn’t much to the long hallway they were walking down. Just then, Esther looked back at Abel.
“Who was she?” Esther asked out of the blue.
Abel stopped walking and looked at the woman standing beside him. He had a shocked but yet slightly angry look on his face. He couldn’t believe that Esther would ask him something like that. He sighed as he looked away from her.
“My sister, Ariana,” he said just above a whisper.
Esther once again looked towards the floor as she felt tears start to well up in her eyes. She didn’t mean to bring up bad memories from the past for him.
“I’m sorry for asking such a personal question, Father Nightroad,” she whispered as she walked away from Abel and towards her own room.
Abel sighed once more as he continued his way towards Caterina’s office. He really didn’t mean to take his anger out on Esther. But it was still a hard subject for him not only to talk about but to also think about her as well.
“Ari,” he whispered quietly to himself as he stopped in front of a wooden door.
Abel reached out and knocked on the door softly. He waited very patiently for someone to answer his knock and let him know that it was okay to enter the room.
“Come in, Abel,” came the soft reply of a woman on the other side of the door.
Abel slowly opened the door and entered the room.