Rouge Sang
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,240
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
rouge sang
Bastien pulled the chained bell hanging from the hinge of the gate.
They stared at the house,Two large lion statues framed the steel door.
A large slate stoop led up to the doors.A cobblestone walkway led to that.
A large grey window hung ominously over the doorway.
Suddenly the window shot open and a white light beamed out.
The sillouhette of man was all they could see through the light.
Bastien breathed in hard.
"qui Oser Venir me Villa?!"The voice boomed out.
"Who dare come to my house?"Bastien whispered back to himself as Regenault spoke up.
"Bastien Black and Regenault Le Roy,of Bartholeme,We seek Council from
Monssiuer De Loren."He asnwered fearlessly.
"Bastien Garnet Baudet-Black?Son of Monssier Damon De Roth Black?"The voice called.
"The one and only originalle!"Regenault called a slight smirk crossing his face,as he
turned his eyes to Bastien who shared the same look.
Just then the gates began to creek and slowly open.
Bastien's eyes flitted up to the window,But the Sillohette was gone.
Timidly they stepped into the court yard,filled with statuettes of Gargoyles and nude
women.
They made haste down the long cobble stone pathway to the slate steps.
Regenault hugged the girl closer to his chest,The grey mist of the city chilled him to his
core.
They stood on the slate stoop for several minutes,out of fear not saying a word.
The only noise at all was coming from the girls ragged breathing,sweat drenched her hair
to her forehead.
Bastien unconciously began lightly stroking her calve to console her.
The doors,just as the gate began to creep backwards into the house.
Bastien jumped back slightly at the noise.
"Which of you is in trouble?"Asked a meek woman's voice from inside.
The two looked to eachother,both taking a protective air to the girl.
Bastien stepped in front of Regenault and the girl.
"I am."His voice cracked.
From inside the doorway a small old woman appeared,her face wrinkled and gnarled,Her
skin slate like the cement of the stoop,Her eyes the same steel of the door.
"You."She said swiftly grabbing bastien's coat sleeve."You can come in."
She pulled him inside with such force he fell to the ground.
"You are underfed."She said,Kicking his side,as he attempted to gain his balance back.
Regenault stepped foreward.
"No."Bastien whispered to him,nodding his head no,.
Regenault stepped back and held his tongue.
He gripped her to his body.
"Now."The old woman turned to him."How is she?"
Regenault looked to Bastien as he stood up,gripping his stomach."She is my responsibility."
He said.
Regenault said nothing as the old woman approached him on the steps.
"She is not well..."She tsked,looking to Bastien over her shoulder.
Suddenly the girl coughed,her body going into spasms.
"What have you done to her?!"The woman said suddenly grabbing her petite body from
Regenault's arms and turning quickly to Bastien.
They stared at the house,Two large lion statues framed the steel door.
A large slate stoop led up to the doors.A cobblestone walkway led to that.
A large grey window hung ominously over the doorway.
Suddenly the window shot open and a white light beamed out.
The sillouhette of man was all they could see through the light.
Bastien breathed in hard.
"qui Oser Venir me Villa?!"The voice boomed out.
"Who dare come to my house?"Bastien whispered back to himself as Regenault spoke up.
"Bastien Black and Regenault Le Roy,of Bartholeme,We seek Council from
Monssiuer De Loren."He asnwered fearlessly.
"Bastien Garnet Baudet-Black?Son of Monssier Damon De Roth Black?"The voice called.
"The one and only originalle!"Regenault called a slight smirk crossing his face,as he
turned his eyes to Bastien who shared the same look.
Just then the gates began to creek and slowly open.
Bastien's eyes flitted up to the window,But the Sillohette was gone.
Timidly they stepped into the court yard,filled with statuettes of Gargoyles and nude
women.
They made haste down the long cobble stone pathway to the slate steps.
Regenault hugged the girl closer to his chest,The grey mist of the city chilled him to his
core.
They stood on the slate stoop for several minutes,out of fear not saying a word.
The only noise at all was coming from the girls ragged breathing,sweat drenched her hair
to her forehead.
Bastien unconciously began lightly stroking her calve to console her.
The doors,just as the gate began to creep backwards into the house.
Bastien jumped back slightly at the noise.
"Which of you is in trouble?"Asked a meek woman's voice from inside.
The two looked to eachother,both taking a protective air to the girl.
Bastien stepped in front of Regenault and the girl.
"I am."His voice cracked.
From inside the doorway a small old woman appeared,her face wrinkled and gnarled,Her
skin slate like the cement of the stoop,Her eyes the same steel of the door.
"You."She said swiftly grabbing bastien's coat sleeve."You can come in."
She pulled him inside with such force he fell to the ground.
"You are underfed."She said,Kicking his side,as he attempted to gain his balance back.
Regenault stepped foreward.
"No."Bastien whispered to him,nodding his head no,.
Regenault stepped back and held his tongue.
He gripped her to his body.
"Now."The old woman turned to him."How is she?"
Regenault looked to Bastien as he stood up,gripping his stomach."She is my responsibility."
He said.
Regenault said nothing as the old woman approached him on the steps.
"She is not well..."She tsked,looking to Bastien over her shoulder.
Suddenly the girl coughed,her body going into spasms.
"What have you done to her?!"The woman said suddenly grabbing her petite body from
Regenault's arms and turning quickly to Bastien.