Trinity Bloods (FanFic)

41† Long Black Dress

Despite being unable to move his arm too well, Abel managed to strip out of his bloody clothes and make his way into the shower. His mind was spinning still, the dizziness was indeed starting to wear off so he could function with clear thoughts, but his mind raced on the thought of where Eden could've run off to. He hoped she would be alright.

Coming from the shower with a towel draped over his shoulders and one around his waist, Abel looked up to the man in his room, his face twisted with worry and confusion. "Father Havel? What is it?"

"Esther said she came back and found bloodied clothing and your room a mess. She called for me to help so I am here. What happened?" Havel's eyes inspected every inch of Abel's visible body as he stepped further into his room. "Esther said she had just left not that long ago to return the tray of food, just she was worried after. Who's blood is this?" Father Havel nodded in the direction of the ripped clothing lying around.

Abel gave a slight shrug as he held his injured side's arm. This caught the attention of Vaclav quite quickly in recognizing the facial grimace in pain by the other priest. The shrug caused pain to ripple down Abel's nerves once again. In the hot shower the bones did start to heal, but would leave him sore yet. He was in fact grateful to have such healing abilities that were unmatched by most other vampires themselves. By no means was this anything comparable to Eden's abilities when she was fully satiated.

Vaclav looked over to Abel once again, "Where is the vampire woman?"

"I don't know, after she saw what she did she just left." Abel kept his head low instead of making eye contact. He knew the question was coming.

"What exactly did she do?" Vaclav helped pick some things up around the room, seeing the bed a mess and some scattered items on the floor he was genuinely curious about the events.

"I uhm, I told her to feed from me. I may have underestimated her hunger. And at least she had something to eat before she became too unconscious and actually drank me dry..." Abel watched the eyes of Vaclav grow wide. Something he wasn't too used to seeing the man do. Before the fellow priest could say anything else, Abel spoke again, "She really was getting bad. I had to make sure she was going to be alright. She needed her strength back at least enough to protect herself. If anyone else got hurt that she cares for, I'm unsure what she would do. I was thinking after mass that I should have her see Mary. That might calm her down. When I brought up anything to do with the girl before, Eden grew frustrated and refused to continue with the conversation. I don't know why, but I might have to just take her with me to the hospital instead of telling her directly where we are going." With another small shrug, Abel moved over to his drawers to pull out a new set of clothing. "Anyways, I need to get dressed and find her a veil she can wear to Mass. She plans on coming with."

Havel stammered, "I-I'm sorry? But are you not worried of what would happen when bringing something like her to our Holy Service? What would the people think?"

A glare shot up from Abel. His eyes sent chills down the spine of the brunette man as he recalculated his words, "You do realize that she and I are nearly the same? Could be considered the mother of my kind. She is more than what I am alone, but this is her birthplace. She has every right to be here. You know that from earlier as well. You, I thought to be the last to discriminate against someone who is different in this world. She is a child of God just as we are. She might be different in so many ways, but that doesn't mean that she should be cast out." After dropping the towel from around his head, Abel stretched his right arm out, wincing at the fact it still hurt. There was a prominent puncture mark in line with his clavicle, and Father Vaclav stared at the wound along with many of the other scars on the man.