Trinity Blood Fan Fiction ❯ Trinity Blood: Wire In The Blood ❯ chapter nineteen ( Chapter 19 )

Trinity Blood: Wire In The Blood

Chapter nineteen: Fathers and Daughters

 

 

 

Abel Nightroad walked slowly down the road toward the bridge that would take him back to the other side of town. Tears wanted to fall from his eyes but he wouldn't allow them; angst filled him to the point of overflowing but he had to be strong for himself and for everyone else that he loved.

 

As he walked he noticed his daughter coming toward him from another street, “Katiya,” he called to her softly. She stopped and looked at him before she took his hand and followed beside him.

 

The priest tightened his grip on her hand but didn't look at her.

 

Kati looked at him with concern, “father? What happened?” she asked.

 

The silver haired man sighed softly, “it's nothing, daughter, nothing at all,” he mumbled.

 

The silver haired woman tuned her focus onto the whispers of his soul, “who's Hannah?” his daughter asked.

 

He looked at her with surprise before realizing that she just read his mind, “Hannah is your mother,” Abel told her; knowing that it was futile to keep silent.

The young adult looked at him with a stunned expression, “father…mother's dead; she's been dead since I was a baby…right?” she asked him softly.

 

Peter Nightroad looked at her, “she was…but something…changed that…”he mumbled with a sniffle.

 

They turned into the local cemetery.

 

“Father what are we doing here?” his daughter asked.

 

Father Abel didn't answer her; he just walked her up to a grand looking mausoleum, “follow me…” he told her lowly before he pressed a hidden switch on the door. The door slid open, “Katiya…” her father called to her before enticing her to follow him…

 

His daughter looked around the torch lit hall until they came to a chamber with a beautiful maiden in a glass casket, she gasped, “father who is this?” the young lady asked.

 

“This is Lilith; this is Krusnik 04,” he replied softly as he approached the glass coffin in the middle of the room.

 

“Why did you bring us here?” she asked quietly as her father leaned against the glass and wept softly.

 

“This is where I come to vent…” Peter told his daughter with a shallow inhale.

 

Katiya sighed sadly; she REALLY didn't need this added onto her already overloaded shoulders, “father…” the young woman said as she approached him knelt beside him, “talk to me…” Kati added sweetly, “I'm your daughter; I will listen…”

 

Abel looked at her with deep paternal love before pulling her into a tight embrace, “thank you…” he told her…

 

 

At The Vatican:

 

Esther entered the room where Talitha was, “hello Talitha; where's Katiya?” she asked softly.

 

The little girl yawned, “she left for a walk…I think that she'll be back in awhile…” she replied before counter-asking, “where's grandpa Abel?”

 

The nun sighed, “He went off on his own,” she replied.

 

The child blinked, “Oh?”

 

The red haired youth sniffled, “so how are your injuries?”

“They're just fine; mommy says that they're healing really-really fast,” Talitha replied with a happy giggle.

 

Esther noticed the child's plate, “would you like me to take care of that for you?” she asked sweetly.

 

“Yes please…” the girl replied with a sneeze and sniffle.

 

 

Back At The Bar:

 

 

Hannah exited the bar; she had been dismissed for the day for scaring the crowd with her inhuman leap to secure the garland over the ceiling pillar earlier. A sad exhale escaped her lips as she took down the street toward the house that she was residing in with her boss before she had enough money to buy her own.

 

 

At The Mausoleum:

 

 

 

“So like Lilith; my mother was killed by my uncle Cain?” Asenath asked.

 

Father Abel nodded, “I'll never forgive him for that…” he told her before added sadly, “and I'll never forgive myself…”

 

The young lady looked at him gently before leaning back against the casket and sighing.

 

“Three weeks after your mother's death, I found Cain holding you…” the man began,” I could've killed him right there…”

 

(Flashback: Three weeks after Hannah's death)

 

Katiya laid asleep in her crib as her paternal uncle came into the room and looked at her with a rapist intend and lust. The infant groaned softly as Cain lifted her into his arms, “shh-shh,” he hushed as he rocked her. Kati yawned as she resituated herself in his grasp. Her uncle smiled darkly, “someday, my dear niece, I'll take you away from Abel, I'll make you mine and there'll be nothing that your humble father can do about it,” he told her as he grazed her little forehead with his lips, “Someday I'll ravish you…I'll dominate you,” Abel's brother grinned sinisterly, “taking you away from your father will be easier than killing your mother,” he sneered, “that little slut; why did she have to choose Abel over me?” he asked the baby.

 

Abel's daughter sniffled and groaned listlessly as she resituated herself again.

Her uncle kissed her head softly, “I promise that you will me mine and mine alone…” he chuckled.

 

Just then Abel walked in with a cross look, “CAIN!!” he snapped as he rushed up and seized back his daughter, “don't touch her; don't you dare touch my daughter! She's MINE! Never touch her again-ever!”

 

His blonde counter part sighed happily, “My-my dear brother; you are protective…” he chuckled, “she may be yours by blood but she'll be mine soon enough…” he remarked.

 

The silver haired man glared dangerously at his twin as he held his crying child to his chest, “I should kill you-I should kill you for what you did!” Abel snapped as he tried to calm his child.

 

His brother laughed, “Weak, humble, you don't deserve a child, Abel,” Cain told him before turning a heel and leaving the room, “farewell…my dear brother…”he called to him softly.

 

The silver haired man growled before he looked down at the baby, “its ok…I'm here; father's here,” he told her softly before kissing her brow, “I will never let him hurt you…I will never let him near you again…”

 

(End of flashback)

 

Katiya looked at her father with wide eyes, “that sounds like him…”

 

“I should've killed him,” Peter grumbled.

“Father…that was nine hundred years ago and then some…it's in the past,” she told him.

 

“I'll never forgive him…I already told you that,” Abel replied irritated.

 

His daughter sighed, “fine then…live in the past,” Katiya mumbled before whispering, “Goddamned hypocrite.”

 

The priest looked at her with wide eyes, “what?!”

 

“I'm leaving father…” the young adult told him before getting to her feet and walking out of the tomb…

 

 

 

(To Be Continued In Chapter Twenty)