new blood

Oh my...

After the unexplainable events of the Dinning room that night, the triplets split up to find the two girls. All three were curious about what had transpired. They had not expected the hostility they had seen from Rosalie. She was the more docile of the two women of the mannor. She didn't fight back, but she had spirit and could keep up with thier snarky and sadistic personalities, using her wit.

Ayato went searching for Yui. Kanato went to Rosalie's room in search of her, and Laito went to his own room.

When he arrived he spotted the Brunette with his duvet wrapped around her, curled up on his chair, reading one of his many books.

"Someone doesn't like the little bitch," he chimmed from the doorway. Rosalie didn't look up from the book. "Or is the little Kitten just sore from our fun earlier?" he purred into her ear. She jumped at the sudden closeness of the red head and huffed in annoyance.

"I'm fine," she lied. Laito smirked and ran his hands over her shoulders absently. The touch put her on edge and he liked it.

"It's not good to lie, kitten," he hummed. Rosalie huffed and refused to look at him. She knew he could tell if she lied, but she didn't particularly care. He had seen how Yui had treater her since they had arrived. Why would her rejecting the blondes help be unexpected. "Oh, the silent treatment. Thats not very nice," Laito laughed, pulling the book from her hands in one swift movement.

"So what if I lie. No one actually cares." Laito was taken aback by the sudden declaration from the young woman. While it was true that he and his brothers didnt care, that didnt mean that others wouldn't.

"Awe, thats not true kitten," he chimmed in reply. Rosalie only huffed in response. Laito could tell that she wasn't willing to answer him, but it didnt matter. She would.

"Do you know why you were sent here?" he asked coyly. Rosalie didnt know. She had never thought to ask.

"No," she told him. He smirked.

"And you never asked?" She shook her head. Laito grinned devioulsy from behind the chair.

"You are here, for the same reason the little bitch is, kitten. You are ours to play with, feed off, torture and torment to our unbeating-hearts content." The cold breath on the back of her neck made her shiver and her mind screamed at her to move away from him, but she didnt have the energy to do it. The fact that the church had sent her to the Sakamaki brothers for those purposes wasn't surprising.

"Alright then," she mumbled. Laito blinked in confusion. Wasn't she going to panic, strike out at him? Do something? Apparently not.

"What, no tears, disbelief, accusing me of lying? Why do you take these things so easily. Aren't you afraid?" Rosalie looked back at the Vampire and shrugged.

"Just sounds like something the Church would do. They don't like me much," she offered. Laito wasn't convinced.

"Why?"

Rosalie sighed and cuddled into the covers.

"In their words, I'm the unholy spawn of Satan himself and I deserve to rot in hell on earth for as long as my eternally damned soul persists on living." Laito didn't know how to reply to that. Seeing his confusion she decided to explain herself. "I am a Witch. An unholy woman who sold her soul to Satan himself for power, or at least my mother was. Hence the whole spawn of satan thing. Does that explain enough for you?" she huffed and looked away from the Vampire. He could hardly judge her, he was a blood-sucking demon in his own right. They weren't that different.

Laito only looked on in shock. That made a lot of sense now that he thought about it. She would most likely have arrived at the church at a very young age and been mistreated for what she could do. If that was the case then she was most likely no stranger to pain or orders. But she was still a rebellious teen so her spite was expected.

Even so, that still didn't explain why she was so cold to Yui. Unless she just assossiated the Blond with the Church. And Yui had called her a Demon for over two months straight and had yet to actually refer to her by her full name.

"What about your family? surly they would have cared?" He didn't really care about the mysterious family that he couldn't find anything on. Initially that was why he kept her close, because there was very little on the girl.

"Like they would care. They abandoned me years ago and never looked back." That struck a chord in Laito. While his father was never around and he hated the man with a burning passion, and his mother was a whore that used him, they never abandoned him.

"Can't be worse than what our Mother did." Rosalie looked to the door where Ayato was stood. She huffed and rolled her eyes at the bratty Vampire.

"Did your mother ever try to murder you because she didn't need you?" she asked blandly. Ayato and Laito shared a look and were about to answer, but Rosalie wasn't finished. "Did you mother ever get your brother to use you as target practice, did you brother ever try to burn you alive. Were you abandoned somewhere where you were treated like dirt because people thought you were possessed. trust me, my mother is a monster, my brother is a fool and my father is dead in a ditch because I was his favourite child. I highly doubt that your mother is worse than mine." They two red-heads were horrified. The feisty small brunette, the youngest person in the house, wasn't an Orphan by death. She had a living family. A brother. Her life sounded like hell, and that was all before being abandoned. Cordelia was a horrible woman who didn't deserve to live, but while she may have thrown Ayato in a lake, seduced Laito and traumatised Kanato, she had never attempted to kill them.

Ayato couldn't argue his own case after hearing that. He was immortal, being thrown in the lack was horrifying, but it wouldn't have killed him. she never tried to burn any of them alive, or ever convince someone else to do it for her. His silence was all the answer Rosalie needed.

"I was six years old when I was abandoned. I witnessed my Fathers murder and it was made perfectly clear that it was my fault. All because I was born first. All because I was a girl," she sneered. Laito could understand the last sentiment. Born first but treated like shit, or as if you don't matter. That sounded familiar.

"How old was your brother?" Kanato asked from beside the fire. Rosalie sighed deeply and steadied her shaking hands.

"We were twins. I haven't heard from his in years," she huffed. She was growing tired again, but whether it was the stress or the illness she didn't know. She just wanted to fade away and forget about her family. She just wanted it to disappear.