03 - Locked to herotherhalf and stillshinigami

[stoicperfection]

That morning after checking in with Duo, he decided to make his way to the crane.  Now that they had decided to do something about Harth, he took it upon himself to look about the castle and see if there was some suitable place to use as containment. Duo had pointed out that they couldn't kill the vampire, not unless they wanted him to return as a shadow, so restraining him seemed to be the best option available to them. If it could be farther away from the other residents, the better. After what happened to Toph and Haku, they couldn't run the chance of anyone else getting close enough to him to get hurt.

By the time it was noon he finally arrived to the old bridge. It was raining, the first time since arriving to the Castle, and it was in heavy sheets that completely soaked everything. The walkway was nothing but one huge puddle and once glance up at the sky told him it wasn't going to stop anytime soon. There was no choice but to cross then.

Heero ran across the old bridge, trying to shorten the amount of time spent in the rain, to make his way to the Pigeon Room. Unfortunately the rain was so heavy he was completely soaked by the time he crossed and ended back inside. It wasn't really much better in here either. A hole in the ceiling allowed some of the water to blow in, making things damp and just a little unpleasant.

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[stoicperfection]

Heero kept his eyes on Harth, watching the vampire ring his shirt out and step closer. "About what?"

[herotherhalf]

"Little bit of a problem I've been having. I think you can help me out with it." He said moving closer and turning his eye up to a door in the side of the room.

Nobody behind him he moves in at a blinding speed, his hand aiming to grab Heero by the head and bring him down into the ground. This fight was going to have to be quick.

[stoicperfection]

Something about this encounter wasn't right. His eyes followed Harth's toward the door. No one would be up here right now, would they? Not with it raining as hard as it was. Harth's glance was enough to figure out what was going on.

Before he could move to retaliate, he found himself knocked down to the floor. Super-human speed and strength. Wonderful. The moment he was able to react, he tried to throw a well-aimed punch into Harth's face.

[herotherhalf]

He took the punch, recoiling but quickly moving to straddle his prey. He smiled a bit at the raw power his boy wielded. He would make an excellent warrior under his wing.

"This is the start of something beautiful, Heero." That, followed by a whip crack of a punch.

"You'll thank me later."

[stoicperfection]

"Like hell I will." He growled out in a reply, taking the punch. His strength was still pretty impressive and now he knew this was what happened before. This whole thing, save for the sarcophagi, was nearly identical to what he could barely remember.

Heero tried to buck the vampire off of him. Whatever Harth was planning, he wad trying his damnedest to prevent.

[herotherhalf]

Ah, but that only encourages him. He smirkd widely at Heero's plight and grabbed him by his bangs, yanking him up before shifting his face. His brows hardening into that savage looking face, his eyes yellow and predatory, his teeth sharp and bared. He pulled Heero close and sunk his teeth into the boy's neck, drinking.

This time however, her drank until Heero was dumb from the bloodloss, weary and fattigued. When he sensed how close he was to death he brought his wrist to his mouth and cut into it, pressing the now leaking wrist to Heero's mouth.

"Drink deep, Heero. Come on now. Can't die yet."

[stoicperfection]

Watching Harth's face change into that ghoulish one, his eyes widened for a moment. So, that was what he really looked like. Vampires could change their appearance too. Once the shock wore off, he gripped at Harth's shoulders to try and push him off, only to have him bite into his neck and drink again. The initial pain made him groan and grit his teeth, trying that much harder to push him off. However, the longer Harth drank, the weaker he became and the less he struggled. By the time the vampire was done with him, he was limp and nearly dead.

The first bit of blood in his mouth made him slightly more aware, having an urge to taste more of it. Hesitantly he sucked at Harth's wrist before he became more comfortable with it. He weakly grabbed at Harth's arm and held it firm against his mouth, drinking deeply and trying to get as much as possible.

[herotherhalf]

Until the very end. Until Heero finally did die as his soul escaped him. When it did, it was different from all the times before. Heero's body collapsed, black energy swirling about.

So...he was going to be a shadow? And what would happen to him then? Heh. He drew back from the boy and stood watching the shadow form.

[stoicperfection]

The newly formed shadow was a little confused to say the least. In the back of his mind, there was the small inkling of what he used to to be. But the rest of his mind was focused on serving the Queen and dragging other poor souls into the portals. There was the vampire behind him, watching him carefully and doing nothing else. He really should have gone after him, drag him down and force him back into one of the sarcophagi. However, because of the confusion, the shadow just ended up wandering out of the room to join the rest of the shadows, leaving Harth alone with what once used to be his body. The other shadows would make sense of this.

[herotherhalf]

Oh, silly little mindless shadow. If only he could figure out how to control those shadows as well. Another thing for another time. But for now? He's got to take care of his boy now. His sired child, as it were.

"This way." He said, leaning down and picking up the younger boy, heading over to one of the doors in the far side of the room. He wretched open the door and disappeared behind it. Nobody was going to look for him here.

[stoicperfection]

The newly born vampire was watching his sire from across the room hours later, silently observing him. He sat on the door with his back resting against the wall and one knee drawn up to his chest. As a human had known next to nothing about vampires, seeing as how they didn't exist at home, and now he wanted to know everything. It was important and all they had done was just sit there.

Worst of all, he was hungry and they weren't doing anything. He needed to do something.

[herotherhalf]

"Wakey wakey." Harth coos, moving over to his creation and kneeling to him, his head still above the boy's. He strokes a hand along his creation's scalp and smiles.

"How do you feel? Hurt? Hungry? More alive than you ever felt?" He askes, his hand sliding down to Heero's shoulder.

[stoicperfection]

"Why aren't we doing anything?" He asked, ignoring his sire's questions and focusing now on the door across the room. In his human life being idle annoyed him and for some reason it still bothered him way more than it really should have.

The touch to his shoulder drew his attention back onto Harth and he looked up at him. "I'm hungry."

[herotherhalf]

"You'll eat soon enough. I've got to teach you some things before." He says, sitting down in the circle he drew with chalk.

"There is a limit to our food supply here, there being so few among us. Your job is simple. Capture the two Duo's and bring them here. You can do whatever you like so long as you leave them alive. Otherwise, I'll teach you the healing spell you'll need to replenish their blood after you feed from them. You get carried away and kill them? It's your responsibility to hunt their shadows down and bring them back to the fountain. Understood?" It would be simple for Heero to pull off of course. And with Heero independent with his food their situation will be much easier to deal with.

"Avoid Toph until I cast a glamor on you. That'll shield you from her detection for a time. Give you a heart beat."

[stoicperfection]

Much better. Harth was finally starting to tell him something and gave him a set of mission parameters to follow, easing that annoying feeling of needing to do something. He uncurled and stretched his legs out while Harth explained the things he needed to do, fairly confident that he would have no problem doing them. Both Duos trusted him so much as a human so he could exploit that for their needs. Hell, maybe he could even have a little fun of his own with the things he knew about them.

"What's the circle for?" He looked at it for a moment, trying to figure out just what it could be used for.

[herotherhalf]

Harth took a knife out from his back pocket. It was owned by someone else. Someone who was here but done and left. Went home maybe? Some how. He handed it handle first to Heero. "Cut your hand."

[stoicperfection]

Heero took the knife from Harth and held his other hand out in front of him. He ran the blade over the palm of his hand, cutting just deep enough to draw blood before looking to Harth for his next set of directions.

[herotherhalf]

"The type of magic I employ is based on equal exchange. You want to heal a wound like that?" He produces a flower, still alive and strong picked from the outdoors.

"You want to produce an effect you have to offer something in exchange. Life force equal to what you want. Repeat what I say." He places the flower on top of the bleeding wound.

"Old ones, take this; my offering. Life from Earth to mend the flesh and restore strength." It wasn't english, not the words, but that was roughly the english translation. He spoke slow and methodical so that Heero could memorize the words.

"You'll need to find more living things to restore the blood to the boys so you can feed from them continuously. Use the pigeons and birds. They're plentiful enough."

[stoicperfection]

Everything that Harth tells him he committed to memory, including the bit about the birds. Those, he knew, would have to be used for when he drained one of the two Duos. It would be a waste unless one of the managed to injure him seriously enough.

"Old ones, take this; my offering. Life from Earth to mend the flesh and restore strength." He repeated once Harth finished, making sure all his words were accurate and watched closely as the skin on his hand healed completely, the flower withered away to nothing. He clenched his hand a few times, flexing the newly healed skin and looked quite satisfied.

[herotherhalf]

"Good." Harth smiled widely, standing up from the boy as he nodded to the door. "Your combat ability and your new found strength will do you well. They don't have access to holy water, but crosses, sunlight, wooden stakes. All in abundance here." He added, still beaming. Heero was just, glowing. Like a newborn baby.

He was proud of this one, more than any before.

"Go. Do whatever is necessary."

[stoicperfection]

He gave his hand one more look over before he stood. If his abilities were exactly as his sire's, and he figured they would be, avoiding all those things would be easy. After all, he did retain all training knowledge he had. This would make him far more deadly than before.

The smile on Harth's face made him smile himself, just a bit. He hadn't done a single thing yet, besides the spell, and already his sire was so happy.

He left the circle and then the room all together, back into the Pigeon Room before heading back towards the common one.