The Dungeons

While Anubis asked that Laura's face turned a brighter red from being put on the spot. She gulped and delayed answering his question for a while by just staring back at him. Laura sighed she would have to answer sooner or later. She was about to answer but then Solomon piped up so Laura kept quiet and sighed in relief. Laura stood up holding her scythe parallel to her vertical body and leaned against the wall. She slid a few steps closer to the entrance casually to attempt to get behind Anubis and sneak out while Solomon talked.

Casper and Aceline walked together down the stairs. He did not said anything to Eliza's last words. It was pretty obvious she was right for at least 90% of the things she thought. He truly never wanted this nor her. He never wanted to become prisoner. Aceline, unfortunately, became part of this drama and now was about to suffer with him. It as his fault, however she seemed rather calm and her eyes looked at him with warmth. Wasn't she angry? Didn't she hate him? He truly wondered what was the dark haired girl thinking.
Aceline stayed put. She said nothing nor did anything. She just walked side by side with Casper keeping her mouth shut. She already 'shouted out loud' her opinion right infront Eliza's face. She never liked her and she never really understood how a selfish girl could become a queen of a clan like Crimson Fang. Casper on the other hand was cruel and cold. The word forgivness meant nothing to him. However, Ace stayed right there, next to him not able to give a reasonable explanation why she is dong it.
Suddenly they stopped. Casper turned around and looked at the cell where he and the young lady were supposed to be locked. He once again kept silence. The guards opened the dungeon, letting them enter their new home. Aceline went in first, then the ex-king made his way through. The bars closed and the man loyal to the white haired girl instantly locked them. That was it - the begining of his end.

Solomon had felt like apart of him was missing, when the connection he had seem to be abruptly cut off. 'No it couldnt be...is he dead.' He thought to himself. Then when the dungeon doors opened and Casper and Aceline, who he thought was dead, were locked into cells. To say he was confused would be the understatement of the year. He called out to his best friend, "Casper, Aceline is that you...why are you guys down here? Whats going on?" His voice was a little on the crazed side, he had not been fed since he fed from the human Angel.

Eliza watched her prisoners walk down the stairs, a smile on her face. Her shoes made quiet clinking noises as she walked, her arms gently resting at her sides. She reached up and gently pet the black bird on her shoulder, the smile she had on exposing her fangs slightly. She looked at the interaction between the pair, and she almost puked. She gently touched the claws on her fingers, admiring them, then looked up again. She walked and followed her guards that brought the pair to the cell. Her stomach rumbled silently, and she sighed. She was quite hungry. She looked at the two vampires now sitting in their cage, like pigs ready for slaughter. She didn't want to feed on either of them. Then the familiar scent hit her nose, and a smile grew over her face. She turned, walking towards a different cell. She knew exactly where they were now due to Solomon's call to Casper, which she ignored.

Angel sat in her cell, her face dirty and her hair frizzy and rubbed the wrong way. She had had a lot of time to think about everything, and she talked to Solomon from time to time. She was hungry and thirsty, but now was just suffering through, waiting to be bitten. The worst part was waiting. She waited and waited and waited, only hearing the murmurs of vampires and watching the rats run by. She slept a lot, on the cold floor, having horrible nightmares filled with blood. But now something was happening. She watched as the king, the king of all people, was shoved into a cell much like her own along with a black haired girl. And Eliza seemed to be the one commanding that this be done. She was startled and afraid, and huddled in the corner of her cell. Then, she thought, maybe she would be released? After all, Casper had ordered her to be bitten, and he was going to bite her, but now Eliza seemed to be in charge. Her hopes started rising, and she stood up. With hope gleaming in her bright blue eyes, she grabbed the slightly blood stained bars of her cage and smiled. She watched as Eliza came over to her cell, her eyes wide and oh so very innocent.

Eliza stood before the girl called Angel, her golden eyes watching the blue ones of the human's. She was about to shove open the cage and drink her fill, but she was crushed by the hope in the girls eyes. The girl wanted to be free, she knew that. Through her disheveled hair, dirty face, and rough personality was a beautiful soul. Eliza could see it. She didn't want to taint that soul with the curse of vampirism. Eliza wasn't evil, despite her recent actions, she just had hated Casper so much... But now she saw this girl. Eliza's smile turned from one of malice, to one that was gentle, and kind.

"Guards. I want this girl taken out of her cage. Solomon too. They were put here by Casper and I do not agree with his actions. But, do not let either of them leave the mansion quite yet. I still wish to speak with them. Take the girl to my room so that she may clean up, and Solomon to his room. Be sure to feed Solomon as well." She said, then turned back. Half of the guards promptly did her bidding and started unlocking the other two prisoners. Her stomach growled its protest silently again, and she ignored it. She walked again to the cell with its brand new inhabitants, and along the way, grabbed some rope. Two pieces of it. She looked upon the two vampires with anger and hate, yet had a smirk on her face still. More clanks as the two gates were unlocked to release Solomon and Angel.

"Casper. Aceline. Seperate, I want each of you leaning against the bars of either side of the cell. I want you both sitting. And I want you both to not move afterwards. Now." She commanded in a monotone voice, her golden eyes watching each of their movements.

Solomon was shocked that Eliza would let him and Angel but he was grateful nonetheless. But his eyes were a deep rich red and his fangs came down on their own when he saw Angel. He was so thirsty and she was just right there. He lunged for the human, intent to drink his fill and end her life. He was held back by the gaurds though. "Little flower maybe you should come closer. I just want a little taste my flower. Surely you would be willing to give me that." He said smiling at her, fangs on full display.

Angel practically jumped for joy as she heard Eliza's words. She instantly looked over at Solomon, then blinked a few times. She could see how tired he was, how hungry he was. Her fingers slowly went to her neck, but suddenly she was gently prodded by a guard. She looked up, and gently nodded at the vampire. She watched as Solomon was held back by a guard, barely, and gulped once. She was starting to get scared again. But she gulped down her fear, and walked closer to Solomon. "B-be careful..." She mumbled as she walked closer, just loud enough for Solomon to hear along with the guards. With a slightly angry sigh, all the guards except for the one holding Solomon stepped back. They figured what the heck, as long as he doesn't kill her. Eliza never told them how to feed Solomon. Angel continued to walk slowly closer to Solomon, gulping down another ball of fear. She was afraid, he seemed like an animal, a rabid animal. But she trusted him. Was that a mistake? She held out her hand to vampire, watching him with careful eyes, noting his bright red irises and gulping down yet another ball of fear. She waited for a bite on her wrist, or to feel a tug on her arm to pull her closer, then a bite on the neck. She just waited for the pain really.

Solomon watched with a sick anticipation as Angel moved towards him. He took a deep breath so he could control his feeding as to not kill the girl. "As much as possible little flowern" he said to reassure the poor girl. He somehow manged to wrap his arms around her and pull her closer. He nuzzled her neck before whispering in her ear. "You are smart to be afraid of me, but i will not hurt you may dear." He told her before he sunk his fangs into her neck. He took just enough so that he wasnt as hungry and the red in his eyes left. He did feel something for the little human despite him saying otherwise. "Thank you my dear."

Casper said nothing when he heard Solomon's voice. He had nothing to tell him. He had nothing to tell anyone here. When he and Aceline were locked, Cas surprisingly grabbed the dark haired girl's arm and pulled her close. He couldn't explain why he had done it. It was something like an instant willing which he could not stop. He looked into her eyes as she stared back at his. He could see the pain inside them yet there was a single beam of hope. Casper doubted that she would ever stop hoping for him. But it was too late. His life was on the finish line and even though Ace did not want to admit it, she had to understand it.
At Eliza's order, Casper pulled Aceline closer and whispered something in her ear. The young girl nodded and did exactly what the ex-king ordered. She followed him to his side of the cold stone wall and stood there patiently. Casper took off his black coat and put it on her shoulders then he leaned his back against the wall and rised his hands. With one simple nod of his, Aceline put the iron chains on his wrists. The sound of locking latch echoed through the dungeons as the man was now deprived from long distance moving.
Aceline looked into his eyes as she gently placed her hands on his cheeks. She lifted herself on her toes as she touched her forehead with his. "Promise me not to come near me, no matter how much I beg. Promise me that if I fall into bloodlust you will save yourself, even if that means taking my life away. Promise me that Aceline! Please..." he begged the girl as his fingers suddenly clenched into fists. Aceline, however, couldn't say anything. Her tears ran down her cold pale cheeks as her lips barely touched his before she finally took a step back and walked to the other side of their cage. She sat in the dark corner and wrapped herself in his coat, making sure her face is hidden so no one could see her pain.

Angel let out a quick gasp as suddenly she felt pain radiating from her neck. Her eyes shut, and her fists clenched, as did her teeth. After a few seconds, her hands slowly relaxed, and she wrapped her arms around Solomon, trying to block out the pain. When his fangs did finally leave her neck, she sighed with relief, leaning against him for support. She hadn't had food in awhile, and her face was like a ghost's. She opened her eyes, and looked into Solomon's blue ones. "My name is Angel, not Flower Solomon." She told him with a little giggle, watching him.
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Eliza watched the interaction between them, still angry, yet she didn't react. She watched as the girl finally went to the other side of the cage, a smirk on her face. "Have a nice time you two." She said evilly. With a quick turn and a flip of her long white hair, she looked at the interaction between Angel and Solomon with a little bit of interest. Something told her that something was growing between them, and she smiled a little bit. Her heart was still hollow and broken, but she simply nodded at them. "Come along you two." She said, and started walking towards the stairs. She kept thinking about what exactly she was going to do as she walked. What to do with the human, what to do with her brother. With a sigh she continued walking until she reached the throne room.

~Throne room

Solomon rubbed his finger down Angels hollow and ghostly face. "I know your name dear, i just like to call you little flower. Your blood is like sweet nectar and you smell like a flower, and your pretty and small. So unless you can come up with a better reason why i shouldnt call you that, then little flower it is." He winked at her and when she went to move he saw that she stumbled so he picked her up bridal style and followed after Eliza to the throne room.

Throne room

Deep down in the dungeons, in a dark stone walled cell, there was a man, whose heart was filled with sorrow and regret. A man who used to be once a mighty king. A man who had family. But now... Now he was just a prisoner, a sinner... A man whose name is Casper.
The male was sitting in the dark, wet corner of his dungeon. His clothes were shabby with drops of blood over them. His once short black hair now was longer, he had stubble on his face and his eyes, which once were beautiful deep blue color, were now dark red and empty. His body had bruises due to his desperate trials to hurt or even kill himself. He refused to drink the small amount of blood which the guards served him in order to keep him alive and extend his suffer. All the pain and hatred he felt towards himself had made him look a bit older and even more helpless than before.
In his hand, the lad helf a small cloth of Aceline's dress. He always kept it in his hand, watching over it as if it was somekind of a treasure. It really was for him. It was the only thing he got from her together with all the tears he had cried out for his precious little girl.
Casper never had the chanse to see his daughter and son. Actually he didn't even knew they were born. No one really bothered him or herself to pay the man a visit. Or even if they did, it was because they had to serve him food or torture him for fun. Once, he fought back and did not let anyone make fun of him. But as the time passed he stopped and let the cruel vampires, which were once his clanmates, crush him. He had no reason to fight back.
And now, sitting motionless on the cold ground, Casper was breathing heavily, looking at the little piece of cloth. His eyes became blurry as he suddenly wrapped his fingers around it tightly. "Aceline..." he whispered as if he believed she would answer him back. But it was all hopeless for the ex-king.

Trevor sighed as he became bored of his books and bored of talking to his dear clanmates. Sure, the adorable ten year old loved talking, but nothing had been happening as of late. It was all the same small talk, nothing engaging, nothing exciting. Even his books seemed to stretch and stretch until the seemed to take forever to read. All that were left were the factual books, he had read all of the adventure books 2 times over at least. Shaking his small head he shut the book on made vampires, grabbing his small rabbit doll. He would never ever leave Kyle anywhere by himself. He walked out of the library, his golden eyes running over everything. He saw a few vampires but ignored them, walking over by the throne. His eyes traveled until they landed on a door he had never seen before. How had he not seen it? Oh, maybe because it was the same color as the wall. And in a dark corner. Hmmm.  Briefly making sure no one was watching the tiny prince, he trotted over to the door. He gently pulled it open and slipped inside, shutting the door behind him almost silently.

Trevy looked around, his nose curling up at the horrible stench. "Ewwwww. What is that?" He groaned, plugging his nose with the hand not holding his bunny. After a moment he started descending the stairs slowly, each step making a gentle clank. He started to look around some more as he reached the bottom of the stairs. "Oh wowwwww. What's that?" He said, running over to the side of the dungeon Casper wasn't on. He looked down and saw a bit of blood on the ground. He tilted his head to the side, then leaned down and sniffed it. Oh, it was Angels blood. What was it doing down here? He shrugged and continued to explore, poking his head in a few empty cells before wandering over to the other side of the dungeon.

Trevor poked his head in another empty cell before reaching for the next one. Then he paused, sniffing. He froze up and stood in front of a cell, then looked behind him. The smell was... A vampire... Dirty... Disgusting... Yet... He felt like he should know that scent. He looked at the cell carefully, getting a bit closer, hugging his rabbit toy Kyle closely to him, placing his head on the bunny's. "H-Hello? Who's t-there?" He called out shakily, testing nervous and frightened by the new presence.

Casper had closed his eyes, trying to rest at least for a few minutes. He couldn't sleep, not after the fight with Aceline. Every single time he closed his eyes he found himself in the arena. He was standing there on his knees, surrounded by the whole clan. His hands were bathed in blood and on a metre away from him was laid Aceline's limp body. Shouting in horror, he tried to reach her but couldn't. Suddenly he was surrounded by ice which slowly reached his body and continued growing, until it froze him entirely. And there, infront of him was standing Eliza - laughing and smiling at him with her raven flying above her.

Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes. The scent of a living creature filled his nostrils and made him hide the small piece of cloth. The ex-king got up on his legs and with slow and quiet steps approached the bars of his cell. He could hear the voice of the young boy getting near. And as closer he came, Casper could scent the smell of Eliza all over him. A frown appeared on his face as he narrowed his dark red eyes.
The cell Casper was in was entirely dark, only the bars were enlightened by the dim light of the torch located on few metres away from his dungeon. Hearing the boy's question, the man made a few steps forward, before placing his hands on the iron bars. His hands were dirty and covered with dry blood, his claws were a bit longer and entirely black. His body and face remained in the dark, however his red eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky.
"Depends who's asking me..." his husky voice echoed through the whole place as the man made a step closer.

Trevor watched and waited, listening to the steps get closer. He hugged Kyle to himself even tighter, fear making his heart pound and his breathing accelerate. He made the quietest squeak noise as he saw the hands that wrapped around the bars, and the claws. His golden eyes grew wider as he saw the red spots of light glowing within the cage. He gulped. That man is in there, he can't get out or he would have a long time ago. He can't hurt me. He can't get me. He can't get me. Oh I wish mommy were here, or Elaine. Wait, I can't be such a baby. I'm gonna be king one day like those princes in the stories! I have to be strong!" He thought, taking deep breaths to slow down his breathing. Curiosity started to overcome the fear, and he stood a bit taller, studying the eyes.

"Depends who's asking me..." He heard, feeling a tiny bit better. It wasn't a crazy wild creature, it spoke! Gulping yet again, he puffed out his chest a tiny bit and said proudly, "M-my name is Trevor! Son of Eliza, and p-prince of Crimson Fang!" He said with a tiny bit of happiness. He was proud of his title, even if he didn't know the meaning of it just yet. He just knew that everyone treated him nicely and that one day he would be king. Trevy seemed to deflate a bit after saying that, going back to hugging his stuffed toy like a frightened 6 year old.

Casper carefully observed the young boy. He was small, with black hair and golden eyes. His voice was high pitched, which made the vampire think he is no older than seven. He saw the little stuffed toy in his hands, which made the man smile a little, feeling quite amused by the little man. However the smile disappeared the moment he heard the boy's name and title. 'A prince...' he though as his eyes widened a bit.

Casper thought that Eliza would never give birth do his children. She hated him so much that he wouldn't be surprised is she made everything in order to get rid of every thing which might remind her of him. Moreover as time passed and after his slight psychic problems, the man seemed like he had forgotten about the kids his ex-fiancee was expecting. And hearing the child's title made him think that Trevor might be son of Anubis. Bitterness filled his heart as he clenched his fingers tight around the iron bars.

"A prince you say..." he spoke calmly. Suddenly he pierced his hand between the bars and grabbed the little boy's hand, pulling him closer. Finally he came out of the dark, revealing himself entirely. His face was pale and covered by his long dark brown hair. His teeth were sharp as his lips were covered with blood. His eyes red and cold were looking straight into Trevor's ones. "No prince feel fear when facing an enemy." he hissed as a creepy smile appeard on his face. "Haven't your mother told you not to go into the monster's cave, little boy?" he asked quietly as his cold breath touched the prince's skin. "There is no place for you in here!" he said before letting go of the boy. However before retracting his hand behind the bars again, Casper took Trevor's toy with him, having in mind that this would be the only way to make Eliza come down here.

Trevor yelped and started to shake violently as he felt the horrible claws grab his hand. His tiny eyes studied Casper, and he almost started crying. "No prince feels fear when facing the enemy!" He heard, and quickly sucked up his tears. He wouldn't let himself cry, no no no he wouldn't! "Hasn't your mother told you not to go into a monsters cave, little boy?" And instantly, Trevy started to get a bit angrier. Monsters cave? The mansion was his home! Sure the dungeon was scary, but it was part of the mansion. He loved the mansion! How dare this creature insult it!? "There is no place for you here!" Trevy just got angrier, and the fear swirling in his golden eyes quickly turned to fiery anger. As he was finally let go, he went to hug his rabbit again, noticing he want there. He saw the last end of the rabbits foot disappear into the cage. That was the last straw.

Trevy growled like wolf, baring his fangs. "NO ONE TOUCHES KYLE! NO ONE EVER TOUCHES MY KYLE!" He screamed, officially throwing a fit. And a bad one at that. Ever since one of his clanmates had tried to tease him about his toy and take it, people learned to not touch Kyle. The air started to swirl and swirl and swirl, and it grew more violent and suddenly, waves of air started to circle like a tornado. The tornado quickly went into Caspers cell, battering everything inside against the walls and throwing things everywhere. The wind met speeds of around 90 mph and kept growing as the child grew angrier and angrier. You do not mess with Kyle, or Trevor will kill you. His fits are fear worthy.

The sudden anger, which filled the little boy's heard, pretty much surprised the old man. It seemed like that little stuffed toy meant really much for him. Too bad he wasn't going to get it despite his following actions.
Suddenly Casper felt himself pushed against the stone wall. His backbone cracked as the ex-king felt unpleasant pain. The wind that sweeped everything into his cell grew stronger and stronger, but it couldn't take away the bunny from Casper's hand. Suddenly in the sotrmy wind that swirled around, the dark haired man saw the little piece of cloth which belonged to Aceline. His eyes widened as he shouted out loud, his voice probably echoing through the whole mansion. His eyes became bright red as they pierced the boy.
Using his strenght, no matter how small it was, Casper got into the boy's mind. At first he was surprised, having in mind that Eliza broke every single bond he had with his clanmates, but this boy seemed uneffected of her actions. In the prince's mind, Casper found himself a few metres away from the boy. With few fast steps he appeared behind him and placed his hand on his shoulder. He clenched his fingers, making sure his claws would not infix into the little man's flesh. Then he spoke: "Better stop, or I will never leave your mind, little prince. And I doubt you want me haunting you every single time you close your eyes." his words echoed through the boy's mind before Casper disappeared in the dark corner. He was still there in his head, waiting to find out what will Trevor decide.

Trevor continued to push the wind around and around, until the claws were felt upon his shoulder. He almost yelped, and quickly the wind died down. "Better stop, or I will never leave your mind, little prince. And I doubt you want me haunting you every single time you close your eyes." He heard, recognizing this power to be the mind power he had heard about. What else could give cause to this man to threaten him like that unless he had the power to do as he had stated? The words still echoing, he looked at the cage again, seeing a piece of cloth floating towards the ground from his tornado. It seemed to be almost out the door. With a sudden wind burst, he pulled the cloth out of the cage and into his hand. One sniff, and he knew it belonged to Casper. The smell of him was all over it. But there was another scent he didn't recognise, female.... But that was all he could pick out. Well, it belonged to this man, maybe he wanted it back? He didn't seem to own that much. With it clasped it his hand tightly, he raised it into the air.

"Well, I'll trade you this piece of cloth for my bunny back!" He called, waving the cloth gently in the air. He loved Kyle, and there was no way he was leaving without it. He was still quite angry with the man in the cage, one eye golden and the other red from rage.

(I wanna write so im just gonna casually come here  >v< )
Kari sneaked her way around all the watchers and guards in the territory, even though they could have smelled her scent probably. Kari leaped, like a fox, and peaked in though the window of the throne room to see if anyone would be there. She didn't see anyone in there so she morphed into her human figure and opened the window. "Someone left this unlocked.." Kari giggled quietly to herself.

She entered the window, watching the entrance door to the room so she wouldn't get caught, even though her scent is all over this mansion so nobody really knows when she's here or not anyway. "Hehe I'v never been in this room before." Kari mumbled as she hopped softly around the throne room like a little girl. As her eyes were focusing on everything around the room, she noticed something wrong with the wall and faint talking and screaming coming from behind it. "Why is this wall messed up?" She walked up to the deformed part of the wall, pulling on it a little. "Oh this is a door?" She opened it fully and analyzed the stairs carefully, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and she coughing softly from the stench. She listened softly as two vampires speaked, a youngling and Kari knew the former king has been down there for a while.

When the wind finally stopped, Casper left the young boy's mind. Finally back into his normal state, the man got away from the wall still feeling pain into his back. His clawswere infixed into the stuffed toy as he touched gently his temple with two of his fingers. He rubbed it slowly before once again getting near the cell bars.
His eyes wer still bright red, filled with hatred and anger, ashe saw the little boy touching Aceline's cloth. "Give it back to me!" he hissed as he stretched his hand and opened his palm, waiting for the boy to place it in it. Of course before that he made sure to place the stuffed toy out of his dungeon, so the little prince can take it.
Suddenly the ex-king caught the scent of a werewolf nearby. He bared his fangs as he suddenly pushed the bars of the cell. Casper was in rage and right now everything around him felt so annyoing that he couldn't stay put. His hand was still stretched out, waiting to receive his precious cloth that he loved so much. "Give it back!" he shouted as the light coming from the torch, illuminated his face again.

Trevor stiffened as he smelled a wolf nearby. Quickly fear pierced his heart like a dagger. Gulping again, his attention was brought back to the caged man as he yelled loud enough to almost hurt the ten year olds ears. He slowly walked close enough until the cloth was just out of reach, his small arm reaching for his rabbit. With quick movements he dug his fingers into Kyles torso and placed the cloth into Caspers hand, quickly moving the hand once holding the cloth to grip the animals torso with both hands as he pulled on the toy.

Trevy hugged his toy closely to him as he tore it out of the other males grasp. He almost started crying with relief, taking deep breaths. Then he remembered the wolf scent. Fear quickly seeped into him again, and he quickly backed up again. He made sure he was out of reach of the man in the cage. He decided to ignore the wolf scent. Someone else who could actually deal with Wolves would probably smell them and deal with the intruder. Plus he had no idea his to fight a wolf! With a tiny sigh, he picked up his head again. "Sir? Why are you in here, and why are you so mean to me?" He asked with a tiny sniffle.

Feeling the cloth in his palm, the man quickly retracted his hands and took a few steps back, once again hidding himself in the dark. His eyes gazed at the little object before he lifted it up to his nose and took a deep breath. Aceline's scent once again filled his nostrils, making him calm down a bit. Then the ex-king placed the cloth over his chest and clenched his fingers slowly. 'My dear child...' he thought before moving to the left of his cell and sitting down next to the bars. His right side was lightened by the fire and the little boy could see him but only for now.
The scent of the wolf was still in here and it annoyed the man but the sudden quiestion which Trevor asked him, made the vampire stop thinking of the intruder for a while. A small smile appeared on Casper's face before he began speaking.
"I was a bad man, little prince. That's why I'm here. Monsters must be kept behind iron bars, otherwise they might hurt someone." His tone was calm and his eyes seemed somehow warmer than before. "You're a child of the queen and king Anubis. I don't like them, nor those close to them." he said before placing his hand against the wall and getting on his feet again.