The Vampire's seal lll : Love over immortality

The Human Feelings that were Buried

I quietly approached the dead corpse, and noticed that after the babies were exposed to Marceline's blood, they had become silent.

I looked at Vale, and in turn, Vale looked down at her wrist. Her golden tattoo was glowing, signaling that something was changing inside of me.

But I felt fine. No, not fine. I felt still. Like a body of water without a current to guide it.

I was lost.

I looked down at the corpse again, and thought about how despite the fact that Marceline was the one who ripped his heart out... the one that hungrily devoured his heart almost as hungrily as she craved vengeance... I was the one who put an end to Red.

For good.

So even if I was lost, at least I have that thought to comfort me.

Vale gasped as she read my thoughts, and I made a small wry smile. She had slipped into my head and denied me the privacy of my own thoughts.

Again.

"You know what..?" I said, bending down to pick up the kids. It seemed like they had fallen asleep.

"Vale." I said. I saw her freeze out of the corner of my eye, and sighed, before deciding that her punishment would be explaining to the others the truth about what all had happened. "You explain it to them." I said soberly. " I'm going out for some fresh air."

"With the children?" Vale questioned. I shot Vale a look to shut her up, making sure that I sealed my mind so that she wouldn't be able to read it. She stiffened, and I turned my back to her.

"With the children." I murmured.

Carrying the two in my arm, I was lost in my thoughts when Freya pulled my other arm gently, and batted her eyelashes at me as she spoke to me.

"Hey um... Mikey?" She slowly began.

Why won't she just leave me alone?

I mentally took a step back and truly looked at Freya for the first time, in all the while that I've known her.

Her blonde white curls still bounced like the day I first met her in her office, despite being held in a pony tail. The curls in her hair were almost as unpredictable as the true feelings that Freya always kept hidden buried underneath.

Her eyes remained as crystal blue as the moment I first laid eyes on them, but something seemed off about the beautiful pair of sparkling eyes. Her beautiful clear eyes seemed to be tainted by something that seemed to be similar to some form of guilt.

Is she trying to compensate for all of this deception? Why aren't her eyes as clear as the day I met her?

Through the fingers that she touched me with, I could, again, feel her heart beat rise. Was she going to lie to me?

Then a thought struck me.

The thought rendered me speechless- could it be that despite being the most cheerful person in the room, that it was all a facade?

Is Freya is scared of me? I stopped.

Just like everyone else. I blinked hard as I came to a realization.

I scare my friends.

Pause.

Well, I am a god monster after all. So I understand. And honestly? I don't mind.

In fact... its quite the opposite. It's because I scare them that everyone...Vale... Miss Secaw... even Marceline! They've all shown some sign... some indication of what they've always really felt.