Trinity Blood Fan Fiction ❯ Trinity Blood: Wire In The Blood ❯ Chapter seventeen ( Chapter 17 )

Trinity Blood: Wire In The Blood

Chapter Seventeen: Hannah; Kudlak Mistaken

 

 

 

Fifteen Minuets Later:

 

 

Hannah returned with their food and tea, “here you go,” she told the nun and priest, “Please enjoy your food; I'll be assisting my fellow workers with the decorations for tonight. My name is Hannah, so if you need any thing else; please feel free to call me over,” she told them softly before walking over to her co-workers' who were hanging garlands on the ceiling pillars.

 

Father Nightroad picked at his food with his fork and took sporadic glances at the young red haired woman; helping with the decorations.

 

Esther sighed sadly and took a bite of her food…

 

 

Meanwhile on the other side of the room:

 

 

“I can't reach the pillar,” said a blonde haired man as he tried to throw the garland over the ceiling pillar, “damn it!” he snapped irritated.

 

Hannah looked up, “will you let me try Ron?” she asked sweetly.

The man looked down at her, “Hannah, I'm taller than you and I can't reach it; standing on this table. How are you going to get it over?” he asked.

 

“Please let me try,” she told him.

Ronald sighed, “alright, but I know that you're not going to get it over the pillar either,” he replied as he stepped down from the table and handed her the garland.

 

The red haired youth took the decoration in her hands and looked up at the pillar before taking a deep breath and leaping up to the height of the ceiling pillar and tossing it over before landing gracefully back on the ground.

 

Everyone was in total shock.

 

“VAMPIRE!” some cried angrily.

“Huh?” the young adult uttered in quandary.

 

“Only those filthy Vampires can leap like that!” snapped Ron angrily before seizing her by the neck, “let me see your teeth!”

 

Abel stood up from his chair when he saw this and walked over to them. He placed his hand on the man's shoulder, “kindly release her; she's not a Methuselah,” he told him sternly.

 

“Oh how would you know?!” he snapped arrogantly as he turned back to Hannah, “bare your fangs!”

 

“I-I don't have fangs…”she replied meekly.

 

“Show me your damned teeth!” he spat.

 

Hannah grinned; revealing perfectly flat and straight human teeth. Her co-worker calmed down, “oh…sorry,” he mumbled before releasing her and walking out of the bar to get some air.

 

Father Abel glared in the direction that the man went and turned back to the young woman, “come with me,” he murmured as he pulled her along towards the restrooms.

 

They stopped next to the men's room.

He stared at her with deep longing before saying softly, “you have to be careful…this is not the Mars colony or the space ship where we can display our enhanced abilities; we're among humans now…” he sighed, “you may get it worse if you don't stop to think about what you're doing; these humans are not the Kudlak that inhabited Mars with us and were under our dominion,” he took another breath, “these are pure blooded human who fear the Kudlak (Vampires) because of their blood-lust,” he added softly.

 

She looked at him exhaustively, “a-are you also a Krusnik?!” she whispered in disbelief.

 

He nodded, “I'm Krusnik 02” he whispered, “I'm Abel.”

 

Hannah leaned close to him and inhaled his sweet; masculine sent, “you smell familiar but I-I don't know you. I've never met you…have I?”

 

The silver haired man took her hands gently as he stared at her with sadness and loneliness, “You're Krusnik 00” he told her softly.

 

The teen reeled back in shock, “how-how do you know that?”

 

The priest looked away, “Cherry Blossoms are more beautiful when the blood of the dead stains the flowers from graves below,” he told her, “you told me that once,” he added lowly.

 

 

Her head was spinning in disbelief, “Who-who are…?!” she gulped before breaking away from him and walking into the lady's bathroom and slamming the door.

 

Father Abel sighed sullenly before going to re-join Esther at their table.

 

 

 

In The Restroom:

 

 

Hannah ran some water in the sink and splashed it over her face before looking in the mirror.

 

“He's also a Krusnik but who is he really?” she mumbled as she desperately tried to place him in her vacant memory, “How does he know all of that about me; was I in love with him? But how can that be?! I-I don't even know him!”

 

 

 

 

At the table:

 

 

Esther looked at Abel softly, “do you still want to leave? We can…”she mumbled.

 

He nodded distantly, “let's leave,” he replied lowly while leaving some money on the table for part of the bill. The nun paid the rest as she got to her feet and followed him out into the bright street.

 

 

 

 

Back at the Vatican:

 

 

Katiya took out her cell phone, “I better call Syair and make sure that she locked my closet door and hid my make-up; I don't want him getting into it if he ends up going there for a `Syair' tour before coming to the Vatican,” she remarked to her little girl before dialing her friend's cell' number.

 

Talitha smiled, “I wonder what he brought me this time from Albion? I hope that it's a stuffed bear,” she remarked happily.

The silver haired woman tapped her index finger on the nightstand as she waited for her cousin to pick up the phone. There was no answer until finally her voice mail activated, “Hey this is Syair. I'm not here to take your call so please leave a message,” it said before a beeping tone.

 

“Syair this is Kaitya; I forgot to tell you to lock my closet door and hide my make-up; just in case you decide to take him on a detour to our apartment. I'll expect a call from you later ciao,” she said before closing her cell'.

 

The little girl looked up, “Syair's not home?” she asked.

 

“It appears so, unless she just decided not to answer her phone,” her mother replied with a yawn, “say would you like something to eat?”

 

The child gasped, “yes-yes!”

 

“What would you like?”

 

“I want eggs and toast!” Talitha smiled anxiously.

 

Katiya smiled, “alright; I'll get you some,” she chuckled happily before leaving the room to fix it up.

 

 

(To Be Continued In Chapter Eighteen)