Trinity Blood Fan Fiction ❯ Trinity Blood: Wire In The Blood ❯ chapter twenty ( Chapter 20 )

Trinity Blood: Wire In The Blood

Chapter Twenty: Black Rose

 

 

 

Kati lit a cigar and inhaled its contents deeply before coughing. Regret filled her to the brim as she thought about how harsh she was toward her father. The young woman took another puff off her cigar and left the cemetery to attend a 24-hour dance party and rave down at the local club, Black Rose, on the other side of the bridge…

 

Meanwhile in the tomb:

 

Abel sat weeping in despair and shame for how childish he sounded to Katiya only moments ago. He dreaded to lose her again by any means; she was his and he had to protect her. The priest looked at the maiden in the glass coffin with sadness, “I'm so sorry…I'm no good,” he blubbered softly, “I failed your faith in me to be a good father to my child,” Abel sobbed, “Cain was right when he told me that I don't deserve a child…”he rambled sadly.

 

“You're a wonderful father, Abel,” came Lilith's soft and faint disembodied voice, “I've never given up on you and I never plan too; you will always be my dear son…”

 

The silver haired man nodded sluggishly as he listened to her advice half-heartedly through his despair…

 

Later that night:

 

Hannah left her house to explore more of the town and its night-hour beauty. The thought of Abel Nightroad still plagued her vacant memory with an urgency to place him somewhere but to no avail, as she continued forward she noticed a river tour guide in his boat; looking out to the other side of the bright Holy city of Rome. A soft smile crossed her features as she approached him with a meek demeanor, “um, excuse me sir but would you please take me for a boat tour around this fine city?” she asked serenely.

 

He looked at her from the view, “why hello Hannah,” the man smiled happily, “of course I'll take you for a tour… it's the least that I can do for all the discounts and kindness that you've given me.”

 

“Oh Jonathan I had no idea that it was you,” the red haired youth remarked sweetly as she entered the boat, “thank you very much for taking me…”

 

“Sure thing Hannah,” he replied as he started the boat…

 

 

At the Black Rose:

 

“Royal flush,” Katiya smiled as she placed the cards on the table, “now pay up…” she smiled.

 

“What the fuck, that's the tenth time that you've beaten us at poker tonight,” A gruff looking middle aged man spat in disgust.

 

“What can I say? I've had a lot of practice now pay up…” the silver haired woman told him.

 

“Don't pay her papa; this bitch's been cheat'in,” his son told him as he shot an angry look at the girl.

 

“Yeah Bruno, she's been cheating…tell her to go get fucked,” their friend added sourly.

 

Abel's daughter unleashed a high-pitched laugh, “What? Are you narrow minded bastards or just greedy pigs who can't admit that they got their testicles grinded in poker by a woman?” she chuckled humorously.

 

“Why you arrogant little whore,” the older man hissed as he drew a 9mm hand gun out from his side and pointed it at the young woman.

 

Kati gave the man a some-what sullen look, “what? Are you planning on playing Russian roulette with that little gun? You only have one bullet in the clip,” she remarked with some levity, “now…this gun…” she began as she drew a 10 caliber pistol from her holster and pointed it at his head, “meet, Bloody Cross, my Sun round pistol,” the youth told him as she cocked back the hammer, “though the U.V. bullets in this gun are meant to fry Vampires like a piece of toast on impact well…they'll kill humans too; just without the pretty light show, now you will relinquish your gun from my face or your brains will be splattered all over fuck…” she warned.

 

The men looked at her with wide eyes before the old man put away his gun and paid her, her earnings from the poker game, “here-I hope that you choke on it you little cunt,” he told her sardonically.

 

“Now was that really that hard? We could've done this without all that stupid squabbling. Well I thank you but I must be going now…” the silver haired girl told them as she placed the money in her trench coat pocket and left the club to return to the Vatican…

 

 

(To Be Continued In Chapter Twenty-one)