Chapter Two
Expect the Unexpected. Part Two.
I open my eyes again but I am caught off guard seeing her smiling at her reflection, that was something that I had never seen her do in the past ten years, her face was always steady never changing. If I thought she was beautiful back when she was a statue, I was wrong, this is what real beauty looks like.
“What am I?” the spell in which I was entrapped finally breaks.
“Don't you know?” it’s better if I test how much she knows about herself.
I see a doubtful shake of her head.
“I know I am not human” her voice is certain “and neither are you”
Okay, at least we are halfway there….
“We are vampires” I was expecting shock from her, but she remains quiet studying once again her reflection. Okay, finally something I had partially visualized, so the next question should be what do we feed on.
“What am I wearing!?!?” the tone of her voice breaks my concentration completely; once again I am caught off guard. I look at her face and there is horror in it….so she is more concerned about what she is wearing than what our diet is... I am momentarily speechless.
“You are wearing a Habit” I look at the dress that falls down to her feet, its tan color not really helping to bring any color to her face, a belt that is not properly fastened around her small waist, but the cross embroidered on her chest is a dead giveaway. And a great irony.
“YOU KILLED A NUN!?!?” she turns and looks at me her eyes blazing with fury and her tone eight octaves higher than her last phrase.
Seems that she already put one and one together and knows what our eating habits are, that might be easier than what I was expecting.
“No I didn't” I may feed on humans, but I do draw the line on children and religious people.
“So then, how?” she moves her arm up and down, pointing at the Habit.
“It´s called charity. The nuns were kind enough to spare some of their clothes after seeing the rag dress that you were wearing” her face is still not happy. Her focus changes from her dress to analyzing the room.
“Where are we?” she starts looking around the room, her face now full of disgust.
Oh great! With things going so well, let´s make them better.
“We are with humans that were helping me bath you” I keep my tone calm.
“The human didn't look like a Nun, she looked more like a whore.”
“Language!!!” I snap, who knows how much attention our screaming has gotten us, maybe they are eavesdropping after the “You Killed a Nun” scream and I don't want to get on their bad side and get kicked out of the room, considering there is still some sunlight out, we were lucky enough that it was really cloudy when we arrived.
“Ah-ha!!” her mouth actually falls “So she is one!!!”
“As far as I am concerned they are women that had no other choice to sustain themselves or their family, they are doing the best they can” I answer back keeping my voice down. “And they were helping me and you”
I can see some regret in her face after my small correction.
“I need to leave” she goes around and stops when she looks at the window and the door. I am standing waiting to see which way she plans to go so that I can stop her….once again, “ I am a respectable lady, I can't be seen in a place like this”
Again, I am speechless.
“We are not going anywhere until the sun is down” she turns around and looks at me like she doesn't understand. I walk towards the window, there is a small ray of light coming through it; I put my hand on it and show her the effect the sun has on our skin.
She stays quiet for a while processing this new piece of information, she walks towards the sun and pulls her arm to it, I can see some pain in her eyes when she sees the same effect, but she keeps quiet.
“I don't care” she turns around fast and bolts towards the door, again I reach it before she even gets to the dresser, it’s funny how I don't even need to try to beat her.
“Let me make one thing clear, Sister” I put as much spite that I can in the last word while I lean in the desk that is blocking the door; seeing that she wasn't so happy about her dressing arrangement. “Basically it is one single rule that we need to follow”. She glares at me, but I ignore her and put an easy tone to my voice.
“The secrecy surrounding the existence of our kind is our main concern. Based on that premises we need to make sure of the following:
Hunts must been inconspicuous and with victims that will most likely not be missed, the remains of the victims need to be disposed in a fashion that humans won't get suspicious.” I've memorized all of the rules that my creator ingrained in me; the last thing I wanted is to get in trouble with the Master.
“No Immortal Children will be created” I continue the speech that I practice in my mind once again, skipping the rule of no hunting in Volterra considering that I am not planning to go anywhere near there.
“Ughh!!! I am out of here” she ignores me, turns and goes this time for the window. I go after her, but stop when I see her having trouble opening the window lock, so I continue.
“Vampire’s interaction with humans must not draw wide attention and if a human knows of our existence, that vampire is required to either kill said human or turn them into a vampire, in which case they will be responsible with teaching them the same rules.”
She finally manages to open the lock of the window, she is starting to jump out of it and I catch her just in time and carry her back to the opposite side of the room, continuing with the teaching of the rules:
“Attention should not be drawn and vampires should not be noticed in open sunlight”, I put a lot of emphasis on that last part. I turn on my heels back to the window and close it once again
I am about to tell her about Children of the moon, but she is already pushing the dresser out of the way and opening the door. I jump to the other side of the room and land just about when she is about to open the door.
“The creator is responsible for his newborn behavior and teaching of the laws before they can be release on their own. By letting a newborn hunt conspicuously the penalty will be death both to the newborn and the creator” she is glaring at me.
“Are you my creator?” she interrupts my speech.
“No” I glare back at her.
“Too bad, I could have used that last one to my advantage” she steps aside and I once again push the dresser back to blocking the door.
“IF I was YOUR creator, you would have gone down with me.” I lean on the dresser and block her exit.
She shrugs her shoulders and goes to sit by the bed.
“Any other important item that I should be aware of?” she is finally paying some kind of attention.
“No false witness, that is also punishable by death” I finalize my speech, but I am not certain if I covered all the rules, or if she was actually paying any attention to it.
“Could I see the Vampire rule book where all of that is covered” she raises one eyebrow.
“Well it doesn't exist, having anything written down would create a great risk of the information falling into the wrong hands therefore defeating the whole purpose of keeping our existence a secret, that is why the laws are passed by word of mouth from a vampire to vampire” I cross my arms.
“For all I know you could be making them up” she actually mimics my posture.
“Care to try, you can go outside” she jumps out of the bed “but just have in mind that any witness that sees you in the sunlight I will be forced to kill” she looks at me her face is full of disbelief.
“Don't lie to me, I don't like to be lied to.” her face is dead serious.
“I am not lying” I look at her eyes so that she knows that I am being sincere. “How do you know that you don't like to be lied to” as far as I've seen she doesn't remember anything about herself.
“I just do” she looks down at where her hands are supposed to be and remains quiet, her face now full of sadness. I go near the bed and bend down so that I can be at her same level.
“Our world is not something that can be taken lightly. The rules are there for a reason and if we fail to comply with any of them they are punishable by death.” I am about to add that the last thing I want is for her to die, but I keep this to myself. “Considering your situation you’ll need help and protection….”
“I can protect myself” she speaks up and looks to my eyes.
“Unfortunately for you, Sister, you are not as strong and as fast as you think” I put a gentle tone so that she knows that I am not making fun of her. “In the world there might be some of us that are not entirely good and may try to take advantage of you”
“You might be one of them” she stops looking at me and focus on the window. I prepare myself in case I need to block her once again.
“I am here to protect you and help you” she turns and looks at me.
“And what is in it for you?”
“Just your company, it can get very lonely once in awhile” she rolls her eyes at this, but I can see an amused expression.
“How would you know?” I stand up realizing that nighttime is almost here and we are free to go back into the forest. We have brought enough attention as it is, and considering how long we have been locked in here, the noise that we made, not to mention a man leaving with a nun from a brothel is enough scandal for the town gossip.
“I haven't felt lonely for a single day in the last ten years” I move towards the door and start pushing the dresser out of the way.
“Ten years?” she gets off the bed and stops to look at me.
“That is how long we have been together” I look at her and see the shock that my words have on her.
I wonder how she is going to react when I tell her that we are in the new Continent.
“You have an English accent” she moves beside me.
“I am English, what about you? You also have a strange accent” I push the dresser to where I assume was originally located.
“I don't remember.” Her voice is full of frustration.
I open the door I look at her and try to put myself in her shoes, I can only imagine a fraction of what she is feeling, waking up to a complete stranger, not knowing who she is or what exactly she is and to top things off with no hands. I start feeling sorry for this beautiful creature….that is until I see her running full speed out of the room.
“Bollocks” I catch up with her and I grab her arm before she reaches the stairs. “Remember what I told you regarding the rules”
I see her back stiffening at this, a signal that she heard me. I go down the stairs ignoring the inquisitive looks that are coming from the crowd that has now gathered inside the brothel since nighttime is almost here. I go to the counter where Ruby is standing ready to pay her the amount that we agreed on and an extra for her silence.
“I am sorry for all the inconveniences.” I tell Ruby as I place the money on the counter, she smiles while she looks at it.
“I've seen some strange things happen.” her reply makes me feel nervous and my smile freezes on my face, I don't want to kill Ruby, but if she suspects something…..”This not being one of them” I am finally able to breath.
I turn and look at her, I can see that she is not comfortable, I look at the rest of the picture and realize that all of the human males in the parlor are staring at her; in some there is regret in their eyes and actually are now hesitant, others their look is full of lust. A new feeling starts forming in the pit of my stomach, nothing that I've ever felt, a fury that I was not expecting coming in waves, I have to restrain myself from actually punching some of them.
“Evening Sister.” one of the tall human males approaches her; she looks back at me wondering what she is supposed to do.
“She is with me.” I get closer to her.
“I just wanted to tell her my sins… in private.” he tries to pass me, but I stop him.
“I said that she is with me” I put my arm to make sure he doesn't get any closer to her. Our heights are similar, but as soon as he sees my face, he starts backing away.
“Help Me” I hear her voice and my senses are in high alert, but when I look at her I don't see any other male approaching her which now makes me furious, didn't she listen to me back on the stairs?.
I look at the crowd and their looks are now confuse. I start feeling so much tension and I give her a warning look.
“Help Me Lord” she actually gets on her knees, as if she is praying, “You are merciful and I ask for your forgiveness for my lack of better judgment and I thank you for stopping me from making the worst mistake of my life. You are as wise as you are kind, please take care of these beautiful ladies that were kind enough to offer me shelter in my time of need” she looks at Ruby, I follow her lead, and …she is not happy, not good for business. “Amen”
“Sister Magdalene” I say the first name that pops into my head “we should go back to your convent”
She stays on her knees a little longer and finalizes by making the sign of the cross. When she looks up, there is amusement on her eyes. She is going to pay for this.
We start walking towards the door.
“Wait” I hear Edna’s voice coming from down the stairs, what now... “Please, can you give Jonah your blessing” great the fake Nun is going to bless the poor kid.
“It would be my pleasure”
Little Jonah shows up from behind the counter and makes his way where “Sister Magdalene” is, he is about to reach her when he stumbles on a board from the parlor and falls down to his knees, scraping them.
The scent of his blood makes my senses go wild, I hold my breath, I start slowly, and reluctantly making my way towards the door, but I can't leave, not without her.
“Friend” her voice snaps my attention to her “I promise to join you outside”, her look is alert and there is a warning look in her eye. She is already next to the boy, helping him get up.
“Are you okay Jonah?” she looks at him in such a friendly manner, I turn and look at the boy some small tears are about to leave his eyes, but when he sees her smiling at him he bites his lower lip and gives her a small nod. “Such a brave little guy” she says and looks at his mother who is already by his side “He is lucky to have you as a mother”
I can't take it anymore, I go outside as far away as I can without losing sight of the door of the brothel. I am waiting to hear some screams coming from in there, but nothing. It doesn't take long before she comes out, she sniffs the air and joins me.
“As promised, here I am” her look is not happy.
“Did you kill them all?” I am already thinking where I can get a tank of oil to light up the brothel and dispose of the bodies.
“Of course not, why would I do that?” she is not happy about my comment.
“We can’t leave any evidence behind. There are a lot of witnesses”
Her look is still dubious. “What are you talking about? The poor kid just scraped his knee, I don't think there is any need to kill everybody” I look at the brothel and actually hear laughter coming out of it.
“So you didn't kill the kid?”
Now her look is full of horror. “NO!”
my mind jumps to the next obvious conclusion. “Sister, there can't be any immortal child, it’s against the rules” I can see that she doesn't understand what I am telling her. I start walking back to the brothel, our protection comes first before a child, I don't like what I am about to do…
Edna comes out running and completely ignores me and goes towards her.
“Here, you are going to get cold” she puts a blanket on top of her, I look at the door and Jonah is waiting for his mother to come back in. My mind is not able to process seeing him alive, not screaming because of the fire taking over his body; he is actually waving at me. For safe measure, I hold my breath and return his wave.
“No Edna, you should keep it” she tries to return the blanket, but Edna is not taking it back, she actually hugs her.
“Thank you for praying for us” she starts walking back to the brothel and stops near me.
“And thank you for bringing sister Magdalene to us” she smiles and continues on her way back in, taking Jonah back inside with her.
I walk back to where she is, full of disbelief of what I just saw. “How did you do it?”
She shrugs her shoulders and turns her head. Before we came here, I fed, I was satiated and still it was hard for me to pull away from the scent of blood. She fed three days ago, animal blood and yet, she stayed behind, aided the kid and let him live, an impossible task if you ask me.
I start walking back to where the forest is, she is following me.
We keep walking in silence, I replay in my mind every single moment that has occurred since she woke up, nothing that I expected actually happened; my theory is not wrong, is good to visualize probable outcomes. My mistake was that I didn't plan something realistic it was a dream, which means, that I need to visualize the worst outcome for any probable situation.
Having that in mind, I need to shatter any hopes that I had ever held of this lovely creature feeling a fraction of what I feel for her, I need to plan for something realistic, I am a soldier and she is my prisoner, no good can come from this.
I don't know how long we are going to stay together, so far ten years have past and the Master has not come and find us, this might take longer than I expected. Treating her as a prisoner is not going to make my task any easier, treating her like a friend might…
“I am William” I break the silence.
She turns and looks at me, a brief smile on her lips, but keeps quiet.
“Do you have a name, or should I keep calling you Sister Magdalene?” she actually laughs at this, her laugh makes me chuckle.
“My name is…” I can see some doubt in her face “Maya” she actually smiles at this.
“Nice to meet you Maya” I smile back at her and for a brief moment I see her eyes widening and her smile becoming bigger.
“Nice to meet you William” I feel taken back when I hear her say my name for the first time, an unexpected joy. “Good luck finding me” she springs and starts running thru the forest.
Darn it!!!! this is NOT going to be an easy task no matter if she is my friend or my prisoner.
“What am I?” the spell in which I was entrapped finally breaks.
“Don't you know?” it’s better if I test how much she knows about herself.
I see a doubtful shake of her head.
“I know I am not human” her voice is certain “and neither are you”
Okay, at least we are halfway there….
“We are vampires” I was expecting shock from her, but she remains quiet studying once again her reflection. Okay, finally something I had partially visualized, so the next question should be what do we feed on.
“What am I wearing!?!?” the tone of her voice breaks my concentration completely; once again I am caught off guard. I look at her face and there is horror in it….so she is more concerned about what she is wearing than what our diet is... I am momentarily speechless.
“You are wearing a Habit” I look at the dress that falls down to her feet, its tan color not really helping to bring any color to her face, a belt that is not properly fastened around her small waist, but the cross embroidered on her chest is a dead giveaway. And a great irony.
“YOU KILLED A NUN!?!?” she turns and looks at me her eyes blazing with fury and her tone eight octaves higher than her last phrase.
Seems that she already put one and one together and knows what our eating habits are, that might be easier than what I was expecting.
“No I didn't” I may feed on humans, but I do draw the line on children and religious people.
“So then, how?” she moves her arm up and down, pointing at the Habit.
“It´s called charity. The nuns were kind enough to spare some of their clothes after seeing the rag dress that you were wearing” her face is still not happy. Her focus changes from her dress to analyzing the room.
“Where are we?” she starts looking around the room, her face now full of disgust.
Oh great! With things going so well, let´s make them better.
“We are with humans that were helping me bath you” I keep my tone calm.
“The human didn't look like a Nun, she looked more like a whore.”
“Language!!!” I snap, who knows how much attention our screaming has gotten us, maybe they are eavesdropping after the “You Killed a Nun” scream and I don't want to get on their bad side and get kicked out of the room, considering there is still some sunlight out, we were lucky enough that it was really cloudy when we arrived.
“Ah-ha!!” her mouth actually falls “So she is one!!!”
“As far as I am concerned they are women that had no other choice to sustain themselves or their family, they are doing the best they can” I answer back keeping my voice down. “And they were helping me and you”
I can see some regret in her face after my small correction.
“I need to leave” she goes around and stops when she looks at the window and the door. I am standing waiting to see which way she plans to go so that I can stop her….once again, “ I am a respectable lady, I can't be seen in a place like this”
Again, I am speechless.
“We are not going anywhere until the sun is down” she turns around and looks at me like she doesn't understand. I walk towards the window, there is a small ray of light coming through it; I put my hand on it and show her the effect the sun has on our skin.
She stays quiet for a while processing this new piece of information, she walks towards the sun and pulls her arm to it, I can see some pain in her eyes when she sees the same effect, but she keeps quiet.
“I don't care” she turns around fast and bolts towards the door, again I reach it before she even gets to the dresser, it’s funny how I don't even need to try to beat her.
“Let me make one thing clear, Sister” I put as much spite that I can in the last word while I lean in the desk that is blocking the door; seeing that she wasn't so happy about her dressing arrangement. “Basically it is one single rule that we need to follow”. She glares at me, but I ignore her and put an easy tone to my voice.
“The secrecy surrounding the existence of our kind is our main concern. Based on that premises we need to make sure of the following:
Hunts must been inconspicuous and with victims that will most likely not be missed, the remains of the victims need to be disposed in a fashion that humans won't get suspicious.” I've memorized all of the rules that my creator ingrained in me; the last thing I wanted is to get in trouble with the Master.
“No Immortal Children will be created” I continue the speech that I practice in my mind once again, skipping the rule of no hunting in Volterra considering that I am not planning to go anywhere near there.
“Ughh!!! I am out of here” she ignores me, turns and goes this time for the window. I go after her, but stop when I see her having trouble opening the window lock, so I continue.
“Vampire’s interaction with humans must not draw wide attention and if a human knows of our existence, that vampire is required to either kill said human or turn them into a vampire, in which case they will be responsible with teaching them the same rules.”
She finally manages to open the lock of the window, she is starting to jump out of it and I catch her just in time and carry her back to the opposite side of the room, continuing with the teaching of the rules:
“Attention should not be drawn and vampires should not be noticed in open sunlight”, I put a lot of emphasis on that last part. I turn on my heels back to the window and close it once again
I am about to tell her about Children of the moon, but she is already pushing the dresser out of the way and opening the door. I jump to the other side of the room and land just about when she is about to open the door.
“The creator is responsible for his newborn behavior and teaching of the laws before they can be release on their own. By letting a newborn hunt conspicuously the penalty will be death both to the newborn and the creator” she is glaring at me.
“Are you my creator?” she interrupts my speech.
“No” I glare back at her.
“Too bad, I could have used that last one to my advantage” she steps aside and I once again push the dresser back to blocking the door.
“IF I was YOUR creator, you would have gone down with me.” I lean on the dresser and block her exit.
She shrugs her shoulders and goes to sit by the bed.
“Any other important item that I should be aware of?” she is finally paying some kind of attention.
“No false witness, that is also punishable by death” I finalize my speech, but I am not certain if I covered all the rules, or if she was actually paying any attention to it.
“Could I see the Vampire rule book where all of that is covered” she raises one eyebrow.
“Well it doesn't exist, having anything written down would create a great risk of the information falling into the wrong hands therefore defeating the whole purpose of keeping our existence a secret, that is why the laws are passed by word of mouth from a vampire to vampire” I cross my arms.
“For all I know you could be making them up” she actually mimics my posture.
“Care to try, you can go outside” she jumps out of the bed “but just have in mind that any witness that sees you in the sunlight I will be forced to kill” she looks at me her face is full of disbelief.
“Don't lie to me, I don't like to be lied to.” her face is dead serious.
“I am not lying” I look at her eyes so that she knows that I am being sincere. “How do you know that you don't like to be lied to” as far as I've seen she doesn't remember anything about herself.
“I just do” she looks down at where her hands are supposed to be and remains quiet, her face now full of sadness. I go near the bed and bend down so that I can be at her same level.
“Our world is not something that can be taken lightly. The rules are there for a reason and if we fail to comply with any of them they are punishable by death.” I am about to add that the last thing I want is for her to die, but I keep this to myself. “Considering your situation you’ll need help and protection….”
“I can protect myself” she speaks up and looks to my eyes.
“Unfortunately for you, Sister, you are not as strong and as fast as you think” I put a gentle tone so that she knows that I am not making fun of her. “In the world there might be some of us that are not entirely good and may try to take advantage of you”
“You might be one of them” she stops looking at me and focus on the window. I prepare myself in case I need to block her once again.
“I am here to protect you and help you” she turns and looks at me.
“And what is in it for you?”
“Just your company, it can get very lonely once in awhile” she rolls her eyes at this, but I can see an amused expression.
“How would you know?” I stand up realizing that nighttime is almost here and we are free to go back into the forest. We have brought enough attention as it is, and considering how long we have been locked in here, the noise that we made, not to mention a man leaving with a nun from a brothel is enough scandal for the town gossip.
“I haven't felt lonely for a single day in the last ten years” I move towards the door and start pushing the dresser out of the way.
“Ten years?” she gets off the bed and stops to look at me.
“That is how long we have been together” I look at her and see the shock that my words have on her.
I wonder how she is going to react when I tell her that we are in the new Continent.
“You have an English accent” she moves beside me.
“I am English, what about you? You also have a strange accent” I push the dresser to where I assume was originally located.
“I don't remember.” Her voice is full of frustration.
I open the door I look at her and try to put myself in her shoes, I can only imagine a fraction of what she is feeling, waking up to a complete stranger, not knowing who she is or what exactly she is and to top things off with no hands. I start feeling sorry for this beautiful creature….that is until I see her running full speed out of the room.
“Bollocks” I catch up with her and I grab her arm before she reaches the stairs. “Remember what I told you regarding the rules”
I see her back stiffening at this, a signal that she heard me. I go down the stairs ignoring the inquisitive looks that are coming from the crowd that has now gathered inside the brothel since nighttime is almost here. I go to the counter where Ruby is standing ready to pay her the amount that we agreed on and an extra for her silence.
“I am sorry for all the inconveniences.” I tell Ruby as I place the money on the counter, she smiles while she looks at it.
“I've seen some strange things happen.” her reply makes me feel nervous and my smile freezes on my face, I don't want to kill Ruby, but if she suspects something…..”This not being one of them” I am finally able to breath.
I turn and look at her, I can see that she is not comfortable, I look at the rest of the picture and realize that all of the human males in the parlor are staring at her; in some there is regret in their eyes and actually are now hesitant, others their look is full of lust. A new feeling starts forming in the pit of my stomach, nothing that I've ever felt, a fury that I was not expecting coming in waves, I have to restrain myself from actually punching some of them.
“Evening Sister.” one of the tall human males approaches her; she looks back at me wondering what she is supposed to do.
“She is with me.” I get closer to her.
“I just wanted to tell her my sins… in private.” he tries to pass me, but I stop him.
“I said that she is with me” I put my arm to make sure he doesn't get any closer to her. Our heights are similar, but as soon as he sees my face, he starts backing away.
“Help Me” I hear her voice and my senses are in high alert, but when I look at her I don't see any other male approaching her which now makes me furious, didn't she listen to me back on the stairs?.
I look at the crowd and their looks are now confuse. I start feeling so much tension and I give her a warning look.
“Help Me Lord” she actually gets on her knees, as if she is praying, “You are merciful and I ask for your forgiveness for my lack of better judgment and I thank you for stopping me from making the worst mistake of my life. You are as wise as you are kind, please take care of these beautiful ladies that were kind enough to offer me shelter in my time of need” she looks at Ruby, I follow her lead, and …she is not happy, not good for business. “Amen”
“Sister Magdalene” I say the first name that pops into my head “we should go back to your convent”
She stays on her knees a little longer and finalizes by making the sign of the cross. When she looks up, there is amusement on her eyes. She is going to pay for this.
We start walking towards the door.
“Wait” I hear Edna’s voice coming from down the stairs, what now... “Please, can you give Jonah your blessing” great the fake Nun is going to bless the poor kid.
“It would be my pleasure”
Little Jonah shows up from behind the counter and makes his way where “Sister Magdalene” is, he is about to reach her when he stumbles on a board from the parlor and falls down to his knees, scraping them.
The scent of his blood makes my senses go wild, I hold my breath, I start slowly, and reluctantly making my way towards the door, but I can't leave, not without her.
“Friend” her voice snaps my attention to her “I promise to join you outside”, her look is alert and there is a warning look in her eye. She is already next to the boy, helping him get up.
“Are you okay Jonah?” she looks at him in such a friendly manner, I turn and look at the boy some small tears are about to leave his eyes, but when he sees her smiling at him he bites his lower lip and gives her a small nod. “Such a brave little guy” she says and looks at his mother who is already by his side “He is lucky to have you as a mother”
I can't take it anymore, I go outside as far away as I can without losing sight of the door of the brothel. I am waiting to hear some screams coming from in there, but nothing. It doesn't take long before she comes out, she sniffs the air and joins me.
“As promised, here I am” her look is not happy.
“Did you kill them all?” I am already thinking where I can get a tank of oil to light up the brothel and dispose of the bodies.
“Of course not, why would I do that?” she is not happy about my comment.
“We can’t leave any evidence behind. There are a lot of witnesses”
Her look is still dubious. “What are you talking about? The poor kid just scraped his knee, I don't think there is any need to kill everybody” I look at the brothel and actually hear laughter coming out of it.
“So you didn't kill the kid?”
Now her look is full of horror. “NO!”
my mind jumps to the next obvious conclusion. “Sister, there can't be any immortal child, it’s against the rules” I can see that she doesn't understand what I am telling her. I start walking back to the brothel, our protection comes first before a child, I don't like what I am about to do…
Edna comes out running and completely ignores me and goes towards her.
“Here, you are going to get cold” she puts a blanket on top of her, I look at the door and Jonah is waiting for his mother to come back in. My mind is not able to process seeing him alive, not screaming because of the fire taking over his body; he is actually waving at me. For safe measure, I hold my breath and return his wave.
“No Edna, you should keep it” she tries to return the blanket, but Edna is not taking it back, she actually hugs her.
“Thank you for praying for us” she starts walking back to the brothel and stops near me.
“And thank you for bringing sister Magdalene to us” she smiles and continues on her way back in, taking Jonah back inside with her.
I walk back to where she is, full of disbelief of what I just saw. “How did you do it?”
She shrugs her shoulders and turns her head. Before we came here, I fed, I was satiated and still it was hard for me to pull away from the scent of blood. She fed three days ago, animal blood and yet, she stayed behind, aided the kid and let him live, an impossible task if you ask me.
I start walking back to where the forest is, she is following me.
We keep walking in silence, I replay in my mind every single moment that has occurred since she woke up, nothing that I expected actually happened; my theory is not wrong, is good to visualize probable outcomes. My mistake was that I didn't plan something realistic it was a dream, which means, that I need to visualize the worst outcome for any probable situation.
Having that in mind, I need to shatter any hopes that I had ever held of this lovely creature feeling a fraction of what I feel for her, I need to plan for something realistic, I am a soldier and she is my prisoner, no good can come from this.
I don't know how long we are going to stay together, so far ten years have past and the Master has not come and find us, this might take longer than I expected. Treating her as a prisoner is not going to make my task any easier, treating her like a friend might…
“I am William” I break the silence.
She turns and looks at me, a brief smile on her lips, but keeps quiet.
“Do you have a name, or should I keep calling you Sister Magdalene?” she actually laughs at this, her laugh makes me chuckle.
“My name is…” I can see some doubt in her face “Maya” she actually smiles at this.
“Nice to meet you Maya” I smile back at her and for a brief moment I see her eyes widening and her smile becoming bigger.
“Nice to meet you William” I feel taken back when I hear her say my name for the first time, an unexpected joy. “Good luck finding me” she springs and starts running thru the forest.
Darn it!!!! this is NOT going to be an easy task no matter if she is my friend or my prisoner.