The Crimson Project

-6-

-What?!-My heart started to beat faster each second.
-I know, this all sounds crazy, but it's the truth, you can believe in vampires, mermaids and  government using fantastic creatures as weapons for wars and you can't believe that we are Jonathan and Mina?-he said, he was clearly upset.
-No, Is completely different to believe I am a fictional character!-I screamed and stood up. This was too much to take in .
-No, neither of us are fictional, I wrote Dracula...I... wrote it after you disappeared...
-What do you mean?-I asked.
-When we were getting married, after the events with the count, you disappeared and I went crazy. I wrote everything, about you, Him, Lucy, the Doctor...everything about everyone... but nobody would believe in me, so I decided to publish this under a pseudonym. So yes, I'm Bram Stoker if that was one of your questions.

How many things had  I to settle down in my already messed up mind?
How many years of sorrow, of feeling lonely, out of myself, the depression, the...self harm, the pain I went through, meant something?
It meant...it MEANS I have a home...or at least had it.
-Listen, darling-his smooth voice took me back to life- I really know how difficult to understand this is. But I know you can let this all sink in as we make our way to Washington, the Crimson one headquarters are there, please, although you may not remember me...or us, you have to understand all of our lives are in our hands right now... we have to free him. Otherwise...we are doomed.

I shook my head and walked a few steps towards him, look up into his eyes and tried to find the answer, the antidotes to my poisoned thoughts.
But I couldn't.

-Let's get moving, we have to be there before dawn?-I questioned while leaving my house behind, a cold feeling ran through my back and down my spine, the feeling that I may not ever see this place that held me for so long, as a foster child, again.

-Earth to Mi...Irina... - William asked and he clapped his hands next to me so I could focus again. - we have an entire race to save, and it is OUR race.

1:00 am Midtown Manhattan
-So... what are we suppose to do to be there before 3 am as maximum amount of time, and pretending we will find and free Dracula in less than three hours?- I crossed my arms over my chest. I was feeling, Oh surprise, sceptic.
-My favourite type of transportation, and two old friends of mine will help us... we are not as fast as them, because we can only fly as bats, as you  may know already, tiny wings, slow moving, as fog is inconvenient- he explained while gazing in the skyline, like waiting for a flying taxi cab- because the wind might take you wherever it wants and as wolves it would take us a day or two...we don't have that much time.
-So? We book a flight? -He looked back in my direction and smirked.
-More or less, darling...
The flap of wings cutting through the cold winter air caught my attention as two celestial figures appeared upon us, gracefully coming to our side and bowed politely.
A man and a woman, almost identical, twins, probably, both with black, feathered, imposing wings on their backs, both red headed, the man's hair was a buzz cut but the girl one's looked like lava rivers falling down her shoulders unto her chest.
I blinked twice, to remind myself how much unaware of all of this world I was before.
-Irina, these people are my personal friends, Marco and Kiara Dalton both of them, as you may notice...angels, I helped them to escape from their facility.
-A pleasure to meet you, Ma'am- Marco said and he extended his hand to me, I followed the gesture, extending mine and he held it, leeaning towards it and kissing my hand.
I smiled and somehow I managed to feel, not read but feel, William's thoughts, which made me widen my smile.
Kiara, on the other hand, embraced William, tightly enough for me to notice there wasn't an inch of separation between both of them.
I growled quietly, something really deep inside of me, felt jealous.
Now was his time to grin.

I was carried by Marco and Will by Kiara, no objections here, I thought It night be weird to be almost two hours held by someone who made me.question my sexuality like Kiara so Marco was the sure choice and she seemed pleased enough, moving her hands around William.

Both of them jumped off the building we were standing of and I felt the cold wind in my face, I felt powerful but afraid.
We were facing something terrible enough to end our kind... and that, was terrifying.
How can you stop an enemy much bigger than yourself?