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Started April 07, 2020 by @gracehustle

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"There's plenty she could get out by making you talk to me Elijah, I work for the rebellion," She said, sounding more like she was stating facts than listing things that Lilith could get from their conversations. Elyse looked up at him, rubbing her arm and pushing the conversation away from that. "Nevermind that, I want to make the most of this time. What's been going on with you these past few years? Tell me everything."

It was a poor job of trying to keep the conversation light. She didn't want to get caught up on topics that would make her think of the outside world, if anything she wanted to forget the outside world completely. Elyse wanted to hear about Elijah, treat him like her friend and not like a vampire.

Elijah smothered a wince at Elyse’s question. It seems she was trying to steer the conversation away from something dark, but she’d treaded into a heavier topic.

“I don’t think you want to know what I’ve been up to,” he told her truthfully, not holding anything back. And he knew she didn’t. She looked at him like a monster right now. If she knew what he had to do for Lilith… she’d never want to see him again.

"Fine then, you can keep the conversation going," Elyse said with a sigh, looking up at him, "I've done things that you probably don't want to know about too, so maybe it's good that you take control. Before I mess things up and you end up despising me." Her wounded arm was starting to throb with pain again, but it was bearable for now. As long as it didn't flare up enough for her to visibly show she was in pain, everything would be fine.

She had noticed the tiny signs of a wince on his face at her question, letting her know it was rough territory for both of them. Small talk had never been her thing though, and it wasn't like she could jump right into wild conversations with him at the moment.

Elijah shook his head at her words. He’d never despise her. He didn’t doubt whatever she did was for the greater good. Vampires needed to be eliminated, no questions asked.

“I don’t think I could ever hate you,” he said to her, his eyes shooting to her arm, where he could already smell blood from. It made his eyes darken, but he made no other move. “No matter what you did, I know it’s for the greater good.”

"I'm glad not hating each other goes both ways," She replied, oblivious to his focus on her arm. It was a true statement, she knew she would never be able to hate him fully. She hated that he was no longer human, but he was still Elijah, and she couldn't hate that. Elyse looked around the woods, listening for anyone or anything that might have been listening in to their conversation, "What's it like? Being a vampire?"

The bandages kept most of the blood trapped inside the wound, but the red was quite visible as it started seeping into the white bandages. It started off small and didn't spread fast, slow enough that Elyse didn't bother looking at it. She figured the throbbing was just the wound healing, not it splitting open enough to start bleeding again.

Elijah’s eyes didn’t move away from her arm. Hunger swarmed in his stomach, but he kept himself controlled. He just ate. He was fine. He was not going to hurt Elyse, or drink a drop of her blood.

“It’s terrible, though I suppose it has its benefits,” his voice rumbled in his throat as he finally forced himself to look away from her arm. “Your… wound’s bleeding again, Elyse.”

Her attention flicked back to her arm, eyes instantly widening as she saw the blood. "I'm sorry," She said quickly, reaching up and untying her mask before pulling the cloth around her arm. Trying to get it tied was the difficult part though. The fabric was black, and even though it wouldn't stop the bleeding, it would help hide it, if she ever managed to get the damn thing tied. "I'm really sorry, I didn't see that it was bleeding."

Elyse knew it was hard for vampires to stay calm around the sight of human blood, it was something she knew too well if she was honest. Depending on how long her arm had been bleeding, it would have been torture for Elijah to sit back and do nothing. He hadn't touched her though, a fact that made her trust grow even more. Maybe he wasn't like other vampires.

Hunger began to wildly grow in his stomach, but Elijah knew how to hold himself back. It wasn’t easy being Lilith’s pet. Every time he disappointed her, he went without blood for days. Maybe got one sip if he was lucky. Vampires were immortal; lack of blood drove them crazy, but never killed them.

“It’s all right. It tempts me, but I can ignore it,” he said, though his eyes went back to her wound. He’d given it to her, and she didn’t even know. “Would you like my help, Elyse?”

(I'm so sorry it's short, I'm swamped in work right now)
"Sure," She said gently, trying one more time to get it tied on her own before sighing, "If you don't mind helping me, that is." Elyse didn't know how difficult it would be for Elijah to control his want for blood, but she trusted him. Even with the trust she had in him, it took her quite a lot of self-control not to back away.

(It’s totally okay! I don’t mind such replies)

She trusted him enough, Elijah noted. It made him want to keep his real task a secret. If she ever found out… she’d hate him.

Elijah inhaled sharply as he stepped closer, then began to set the bandage properly. The blood made it harder, but he quickly, though carefully, tied up the bandage. Then he stepped back.

“When can I see you again?” he asked her after a moment’s silence, still a bit intoxicated by the smell of her blood.

Elyse watched him as he tied the bandage, nodding in thanks. He seemed affected by the blood, but yet he didn't do anything to harm her. She made sure to keep her arm still, hoping it would help the blood flow slow down and keep from soaking any further through her bandages.

"I'm..not sure. How long are you staying around here?" She looked up at him, trying to think of the next mission she was supposed to be on, or when she could next use an excuse to get out, "In exactly two weeks, I'm scheduled to go out again..that could work…I could make another excuse to meet you here again if you want to meet sooner though." Bringing up missions to anyone outside of the rebellion was strictly forbidden, but for some reason, she didn't care. She wanted to see Elijah again.

As long as I have to be. Until Lilith realizes I'm not following her orders and tracks me down, possibly kill me this time to make an example. That was what Elijah really wanted to say, but instead, he turned slightly to look behind him, the path where they entered the woods.

"I don't think I can stay or be here for two weeks," Elijah said quietly. If he didn't return in a week, Lilith would know what he'd been up to. He couldn't even imagine what she'd do to him. Maybe kill him, yes, but for her, death would be too merciful. She'd control his mind and make him kill Elyse slowly, and then make sure he kept reliving the scene again and again. "But I'll try my best. Don't get into unnecessary trouble."

She nodded, then somehow found herself cracking a tiny grin, "I don't think either of us are good at keeping out of unnecessary trouble." Elyse wanted desperately to give him a hug, to be able to pretend that everything was alright one last time before she would have to go back to base. She didn't know what Elijah would think though, if he even would mind her hugging him. "I..I should probably get going..Westly is probably getting impatient.." Her eyes flicked around the woods for a moment and she looked up at him again, her voice soft, "Would it be alright if I gave you a hug before I leave though?"

Elijah had already prepared to say goodbye, biting back a frustrated growl at the other boy's name, when her question, as well as the tone of her voice, caught him off guard. At first, Elijah couldn't believe his ears. He clearly heard wrong. There was no way Elyse would want to initiate contact with him, not when he was everything she hated.

But he knew he hadn't heard wrong.

"Yeah, of course," he replied, still surprised. "It'll be all right."

Elyse nodded, walking over to him slowly and wrapping her arms around him in one fluid motion. "Stay out of trouble Elijah." She hugged him tightly for a minute longer before stepping back and looking around the woods again. It had felt nice, to be able to give him a hug, even if she was well aware of the lack of heartbeat coming from his chest. The silent reminder that he wasn't human anymore.

"I have to get back, be safe," She whispered, looking up at him one more time before turning and starting walking back through the woods. Walking away from him felt wrong, but she had to get back. To keep anyone from getting suspicious.

Elijah stiffened and tensed when she hugged him, making it clear that he hadn't really had much physical contact in years. Not since he'd been turned. But before he could properly hug her back, she was pulling away, and taking all of her warmth with her. The human body was so warm, it shocked him, even though he was a human himself once.

"Elyse," he called after her before she left. "Don't let your guard down around me at all. Remember what I told you. I'm the vampire of a bloodthirsty monster. I don't want to hurt you."

Then he, too, vanished, leaving nothing of his presence behind.

She heard his words, repeated them over in her head as she got back to the entrance. Elyse had already subtly let her guard down around him just because he hadn't hurt her, and she didn't want to put it back up..so she didn't. Even as she climbed back down the ladder and landed next to a sleeping Westly.

"Took you long enough," He said, joking awake as her footsteps woke him up. Westly yawned and looked up at her expectantly, "Well, did you find one you liked."

Elyse pulled out the hidden stake and shrugged, "Yeah, I found a good one." In reality, it was the same one she had been using for months now, just with the outer layer scraped off so it was no longer blood-stained.

He smiled and nodded, getting to his feet, "That's good. Now, don't bother me unless you're going to train with me, at least for a few days." Westly smacked her on the back of the head, then laughed shortly and walked off.

Elijah would be lying if he said he hadn't still followed Elyse, but he didn't dare memorize the path to her base. If Lilith ever caught him, she'd demand answers. The entrance to the rebellion was something Elijah didn't want to disclose.

He just wanted to make sure she got back safely, but then heard a man's voice alongside Elyse's own, and it made Elijah clench his fists. He didn't know how much of her life had changed. She was all grown up now. She was old enough. It was a given that she'd get on with her life and find a partner.

With a shake of his head, Elijah went back to scouring for a safe place to be. Away from Lilith's watchful eyes.

"I'll train with you when my arm heals, idiot," She called after him, watching as he flipped her off in a way that he clearly inherited from Elyse. For a moment, she looked up at the ladder, replaying her conversation with Elijah. She wanted to go up there again and spend longer with him, learn what his life had been like being a vampire. It was nothing more than a wish though, she knew that.

Elyse turned on her heel and headed back to her room on that thought. It had been a dangerous meeting, if her leaders ever found out she was talking to a vampire, they would hunt him down and kill him, most likely in front of her as punishment. She would have to live knowing his death was her fault..again. No one could know about what she had been doing, she decided when she reached her room and laid down. No one besides herself and Elijah.

[TIME SKIP: A COUPLE OF DAYS]

Elijah had decided it might be a good idea to return. He couldn’t make Lilith suspicious, and she knew he hadn’t killed Elyse yet.

Thankfully, Elijah had learnt how to close off certain memories. He’d told Lilith he was planning on getting Elyse’s trust and then get information on the rebellion. She didn’t believe him, as expected, so she divulged into his mind. He closed off some memories until they didn’t seem to exist, and only showed the ones in which it was clear he was only gaining Elyse’s trust.

So Lilith allowed him to continue doing what he was doing, and slowly eliminate rebellion pests, all the while reporting to her directly.

All that was left to do was find Elyse again, and fill her in.

"Harder Elyse, you have to hit harder," Westly huffed, watching her as she pushed one of the punching bags. Her arm was still not healed fully, but she could move it and Westly had decided that it was the best option to start training with it again, to keep her in relatively good shape.

"I'm tired Westly, I can't hit any harder," She snapped back, throwing one last punch with her uninjured arm before turning and glaring at him, "Alright? I don't work out twenty-seven times a day like you do, I'm not that strong." Her arm was throbbing with pain again and she was at the end of her patience after listening to him point out what she was doing wrong for the last hour. "I need some fresh air."

She hadn't been above ground since talking to Elijah a few days ago. It was fairly normal for her to not go above ground for a week or so, but the walls and rooms already felt like they were closing in on her the longer she went without seeing the sun.

Plus, maybe she would catch a glimpse of Elijah. That's what she told herself at least as she stormed out of the training room, hearing Westly reluctantly follow after her down the hall.

“Please, spare me,” the human whimpered, blood dripping down his chin as he tried to scramble away. Elijah simply looked blankly at the man, taking a step closer, watching as the man kept backing away. “I didn’t do anything!”

Elijah’s sword was dripping red, sticky, and his clothes were splattered with guts and blood. The only reason his face was spared was because he wore a mask, only his eyes visible, a bright, burning glow meant to scare further.

“I’ll ask again,” the vampire’s was raspy, emotionless. “What is the Rebellion planning? Why were you were? Where is all the weaponry?”

“I don’t know!”

Elijah’s eyes narrowed slightly, only a fraction.

“Please, I’ve done nothing—“

A sword slashed in the wind. Blood sprayed out. A severed head fell to the ground and rolled over at Elijah’s feet. The vampire didn’t spare the dead humans a single glance as he sheathed his sword and walked away.

Elijah sighed as he washed himself clean, getting rid of all the blood he’d practically bathed in. It didn’t horrify him, what he did. He grew up in it. It was second nature. He liked seeing the life leave his enemy’s eyes. He liked seeing all the blood.

But at the end of the day, when he was back, when he was washing himself clean… Elijah let himself feel. He let himself mourn. If Elyse found out what he did, she’d hate him.

He wanted to see her. He wondered when he would do so next.

Gritting his teeth, Elijah turned the shower off, dried himself up, and wore his clothes. Two more humans dead, no new information.

He needed to get something for Lilith.

Elyse had reached the enterance to the base and was about to climb up when Westly spoke up again, leaning against the doorway, "I'm coming with you. You can't be alone out there."

"No. You're not." She huffed back, glaring over her shoulder at him, "I'm getting fresh air because I'm trying not to punch you. If you come with then it makes more sense for me to just punch you and not go out at all." It was also because she didn't want Elijah and Westly to meet if she did end up finding him. They were both males who clearly thought they were alpha, and she knew it would end in a blood bath if they started fighting.

"You know I'm pushing you this hard when you train so that you can fight harder when you're out there, right?" He asked, pointing up at the ladder that she was slowly climbing, "I can tone it down, but I'm not going to go easy on you."

For a minute she didn't answer, climbing to the top of the ladder and looking back down at him, "I'll be back in a bit." She left with those words, gently closing the metal door behind her and lowering the boards back into place overtop of the enterance.

Elijah reported the dissatisfying hunt to his coven leader, who simply pursed her lips. She didn’t demand anything more, just smiled sweetly and told him to work harder.

So Elijah left the manor again and made his way to the woods where he last met Elyse. He spent at least an hour there waiting usually. Since his sense of smell was strong, he could catch her scent easily at a distance.

This time, he didn’t have to wait. He smelled her instantly, and when he knew she was away from sight and they were safe, he stepped behind her.

“You’re doing well,” he commented, hands in his pockets, his mismatched eyes blinking. “Your arm is better, too.”

"It's not fully healed yet," She said simply, turning around to look up at him, "Slowly getting there though." His sudden appearance had spooked her but she was more impressed than anything. That's one of the only things that impressed her about his kind, how quiet they could walk around. Being impressed didn't push away her frustration away for long though, the training session and her frustration with Westly popping back into her mind.

She wouldn't bring it up though. Elijah didn't need to hear about her complaining.

"How are things in the vampire world?" Elyse asked, taking a moment to walk over to a nearby tree. She simply leaned against it as she looked back over at him, rolling her shoulders to relieve some of the soreness in her muscles. Westly definitely needed to tone back his training.