Feeling threatened as usual by the five hundred year old vampire, he wrapped his fingers around the mother fucker’s wrist and jerked him forward. The word came out without thinking. “Calm down.”
The vampire went to pull his arm free from the preachers arm, surprised at how tight of a grip he had on his arm. Though as the preacher spoke he smirked and just started at him, his mood not changed at all as he watched him. “You think that your words would make me calm down just like that Preacher?”
Axel’s stoped breathing and was sure that his heart had stopped as well, he wanted to be with them, but he knew that he couldnt yet. He had to wait. “I…I…I’ll be there soon darling, look after mummy for me.” He whispered, tears rolling down his cheek.
“Love…..Love is something we all grave and need in our lives, even if it is just the love of a parent. For me Love is what keeps me from being a monster. Love is the breaker of all.”
Greta nods, understanding that was the way it happened with vampires and their victims. She wondered if all vampires were sadistic or if being turned made it so. This one though seemed reformed, if that was the word for it. Upon first meeting him the vampire Axel -a very old vampire- seemed to be drowning in his … feeling. She wondered how sensitive he was and if that was something that came before he’d been turned.
“You were a child then? Well, that is different. When you’re that young there’s room to bend… I’m sorry for your lost. It really is hard holding on to things that just aren’t there anymore …” She studied him again for a moment before continuing. “I’ll go about collecting what I’ll need for the spell. When I have most of my supplies of it I will call you back to me and we will begin that night.”
Greta paused again, begging the question. “You do want this right? No matter the cost? Once I begin there will be no stopping.” She warned.
“Yes I was a child, If I remember correctly I was about ten years old when the Christians came to ‘visit’ us. My father tried to fight it as we had our traditions and own religion but they quickly put him in line and made him get us baptized.” He told her as she looked at him, he noticed that she was more or less studying him.
“A lot has been taken from me, but it is not for you to be sorry about. I got revenge in my own ways over time.” Axel told the witch with a smirk, it was true, he had managed to break free from his sire and lead hunters to her resting place so they could kill her.
“I would not have come to you if I did not want this, I would do anything to become human once more. To be able to spend the rest of my life with someone and not have to turn them into what I am or watch them die.”
“I am very private. Why? Because if people knew everything I would probably be hunted, also it keeps the hunters away if I am careful with who I let in.”
“I broke my leg so badly that the bone was sticking out of my leg. I…I was showing off for a girl I liked when I was 16 and tried to jump from one roof to another I fell…And the doctor who set it did it wrong so I have a limp even now as a vampire…..And I have a cross scar in the middle of my back from were two Priest tried to give me an exorcism.”
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