Tabitha and Mercy
Location: Transylvania, Romania
Time and date: 1300, 12th of March, 2017
Time and date: 1300, 12th of March, 2017
Tabitha was on a plane. She didn't much like planes, finding it strange how something that heavy could fly especially when you added the people to it. The people… their scents so alluring… she could hear the blood rushing through the veins of the human next to her, the beating of their heart. She could smell it. She wanted it. Tabitha had fed just before the flight, feeding on an elk she had hunted down, but human blood… there really was nothing quite like it. She tried to turn her mind onto why she was on a plane to Romania. She hadn't seen her sister in decades. It had really only occurred to her a few months ago. Time moved so differently for her… she would know if her sister was dead. She just would. They'd been together over one thousand three hundred years after all. She knew she could get distracted… and she tended to be all over the place… but surely she would know? She frowned, staring out the window. She played with a bracelet on her wrist, letting her mind wander. It certainly was good at wandering. But it kept on coming back to her sister. She thought she would have known when… no don't go there. Mercy would be alive. She had to be. Or Tabitha would be completely lost. And alone. Which terrified her of course.
When was this flight going to end?
Jigging her leg up and down, Tabitha received some looks for her edginess. She was small enough and when she didn't put any thought into her appearance, she looked like a kid. She was quite sure a lot of people were thinking where her parents were. She rolled her eyes, and looked to the ceiling. If only they knew…
Knew that she could tear their heads off.
She grimaced, and tried to simply forget that she was on a plane. The landing could not come quick enough, and she barreled her way out, becoming first off. Tabitha checked her map, pursing her lips, she began to run. Tabitha was fast. She got to Transylvania in no time flat, thinking to herself of course it would be Transylvania. Where humans thought vampires would exist.
Ironic.
She frowned again, looking over the crypts. Her research had led her here and she didn't know what she would do if it was a false lead… she needed her sister. She couldn't live without her. So she just wouldn't be dead.
Tabitha wouldn't allow her to be.
Starting to search through the crypts, Tabitha stayed focused, searching-breaking into many of them she tried not to cause any serious damage, or noticeable at least. She moved fast, blinking as she recognized a scent, that of a turning vampire. But that wasn't what she was here for. Mercy… she smashed open another crypt, and there her sister was.
“Mercy!” Tabitha cried with relief, trotting over to Mercy she poked her in the check, “come on, you've slept long enough! Time to get up and move it! We got things to do, Mercy!” Tabitha poked her again, giving a soft sigh, before letting her hands trail to the dagger embedded in Mercy. She snarled at the thing, reaching over to clasp the hilt, she tugged it free, and flung the distasteful thing into the corner of the crypt. “Vile disgusting thing”
The very moment the dagger was pulled free of her chest, Mercy’s body fell forward in a slump, her knees giving way from underneath her causing her shoulder to hit up against the wall of the crypt she had been trapped in, a single hand coming up and her palm pressing against it as she attempted to catch her bearings.
What the hell had happened..? How long had she been stuck here for..?
The last she remembered, she’d been arguing with Kyran… again. It wasn’t something new; the both of them were known to butt heads over even the simplest of things; but this time, it had been different… this time, he’d been more serious than she could ever remember him being before in the past. Long story made short, he wanted her… wanted her for himself- her title, her bloodline, her looks; for the pure fact of having something that his younger brother had lost out on when he had passed away… and just like Kyran; he expected her to just sit down, and to comply with what he wanted.
But that just wasn’t who she was…
“..y-you’re telling me…” Shutting her eyes tightly, Mercy took a few moments to herself, her long chocolate-brown locks falling forward and over her shoulder, hiding her face from view altogether as she stood herself back up straight, her head lifting up so that her gaze met with that of her little sister; her normally warm and loving dark brown eyes now blood-red, her skin paler than normal, the almost blackened veins over her face showing her for what she truly was: a vampire… and an original one at that, “..Tabi… how long have I have been out..?”
Tabitha watched, relieved as Mercy wasn’t dead, moving almost as soon as the dagger was removed, Tabitha refrained from hugging her just yet. She hesitated when Mercy asked the question, but she knew she couldn’t lie. It wasn’t like the outside world was like it had been even ten years ago. Technology had allowed the advancement of so many things… Tabitha shifted, looking away from Mercy, feeling like in some way she had failed her sister. She drew patterns in the dust on the ground with her foot, before speaking.
“It’s been a few decades… I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner… I just got distracted and without you around… time just… blurred… I finally managed to complete something… but when I went to show you… you weren’t there, and then I realised how much time had passed… and then did everything I could to find you… I’m sorry Mercy”
She didn’t look to her sister, instead she turned slightly, taking out some things from the bag she had there, making it seem like that took a lot of attention as she sorted through papers and finally taking out a passport, clutching it to her, the thing was, of course, fake. Mercy hadn’t been around for the invention of the damn things, but Tabitha was excellent with faking the documents. She held the passport more so to remind herself that she hadn’t forgotten it.
“I’m so sorry… Are… are you okay…? What… what happened…?”
“..Kyran happened…” Choosing to ignore the fact that her sister hadn’t noticed her missing for almost a century, Mercy instead chose to skip ahead, answering Tabitha’s question about what had actually happened to have her land in the situation she was currently in, “..after Samael… I-... I don’t know, it was as though something changed; Kyran became more… intense; more forceful towards me.”
Curling her fingers over against the wall of the crypt, her nails scraped over the cement, leaving behind obvious scratches as she pushed away, each step shaky as she tried to close the gap that was left between her and her sister, her free hand reaching out to rest over her shoulder before she kept moving, her feet slowly carrying her towards the exit, “He wanted me- it was as simple as that. I said no, and he got aggressive… when I wouldn’t see things his way, he became worse; physical... I felt something go through me, and that’s the last I remember until now…”
Tabitha frowned watching Mercy, and shook her head over the story. If she'd known… well, that was neither here nor there. She went over to Mercy, and pondered for a moment merely sweeping her up, but knew it was probably better all around to not have her, a pint-sized woman, carrying someone she had no right to unless you knew she was a vampire.
“We should get you some blood, it's a long flight…” She said, frowning still, feeling like she was forgetting something Tabitha suddenly darted to collect the dagger- they couldn't leave it where anyone could find it and perhaps use it on one of them again, she grimaced disgusted, but wrapped it up in her jacket. She'd figure out how to get it through customs… maybe a bit of compulsion. “And you probably need it to get back to full strength”
She made her way back to Mercy again, “We need to go back to Carson city… something's happening there…”
Carson city..?
Turning her head back so that she was able to look over her shoulder at her sister, Mercy’s soft pink lips parted ever so slightly as she let her eyes linger upon her figure, her blood-red eyes holding her own for a few more moments as if to say ‘are you kidding me’ before eventually, she shook her head lightly from side to side, causing her long chocolate brown locks to brush back and forth across her back, “..no…”
Turning her head back around to the front, she began to follow the path towards the light of the sun entering the tomb, her eyes squinting ever so slightly as the sun’s rays hit her figure, blinding her for a few moments as she did her best to adjust to it after having spent centuries cooped up in the darkness, “..Carson city is your thing, Tabi… besides, I’ve been gone too long; I need to get back to my children, and my work.”
Tabitha frowned, a little hurt, put out, she looked away and pondered what to say a moment. She gave a sigh, then said “I’m not going there just for a visit, Mercy. There’s been disturbing reports, and I think a war might break out. The world doesn’t need a Supernatural war. Do you think it’s a coincidence it starts in the very first city that thrived from our handle of it?” She shoved her hands in her pockets, always feeling like a little kid.
“There are some original wolves, and, I think, Original Vampires there, not to mention the groups of witches, the pack, and one of the largest vampire covens, in that city alone. If war breaks out, it’s a good place for it to start”
She knew she’d go by herself if she really had to. She might make a botch of it, but she’d go, she’d try and she’d do her best. “You know I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important...With planes” She grimaced over the word, as if it was something disgusting to say, “We can travel all over and you could check on your things...but this is...this is...important”
Choosing to stay silent as her sister explained her worry, Mercy-Rose closed her eyes, her brows furrowing both in slight frustration and hunger as she thought over what Tabitha was saying.... So, that was why she’d come and gotten her… Carson city- their city- was in trouble… of course it had nothing to do with the fact that she’d been staked through the chest for the last god knew how many years; oh no, their city needed them…
Why wouldn’t she want to jump at the chance of getting herself caught in the middle of a war..?
“..Tabi, I-...” Turning herself around slightly, she once more allowed her hunger-filled gaze to meet with her sisters, though the very moment she did she regretted her decision. Never in the past had she been able to say no to her little sister; especially when it came to something that meant a lot to her like this did. Oh, the joys of having a sibling…
“..Tabi, I haven’t stepped foot in Carson for many years…” Lowering her gaze away from that of her sister, she paused for a moment, a single hand lifting up so that she could run her fingers back through her long locks, forcing them back off of her face before she once more brought her full attention back to Tabitha, “..look; if this is really that important to you… then I’ll go with you…”
Tabitha let out a slow breath, not needing the air, but the motion was oddly reassuring. Comforting. Such a human way of reassurance, yet... She knew that after so many years, it would have been easy to distance herself from emotions. Tabitha had...dove into them you could say. Noticing that she was letting her thoughts wonder, she blinked and looked back to Mercy.
“Thank you” She said softly, before glancing away again. She rocked back on her heels, biting her lip as she tried to figure out what to say. “Mercy...I didn’t realise how much time had passed...and...well, I...I didn’t let things fall apart though...There’s so many ways of keeping in contact now…” Which probably wasn’t important right then.
“I’m sorry…”
Taking a few steps closer to her sister, Mercy-Rose lifted both her hands up, placing them lightly against her shoulders in order to gain her attention, though when she didn’t get it, she brought a single hand up, hooking her chin lightly with her fingers before she lifted it up, forcing her to meet her gaze once more.
“Stop… okay; this wasn’t your fault, and besides, none of this matters now. What happened; it’s in the past, and it’s time to move forward.”
Closing the gap between the both of them, she leant herself closer, her lips gentle… lovingly as she pressed them against the centre of her sister’s forehead, holding the action for a spell before she pulled away, her back once more turning as she faced the light of the sun once more, a soft hiss escaping from somewhere within as she took a few steps out into the daylight, “..but first, I need to feed; then we can go to Carson… and I can get away from Kyran…”
Taking a moment, she turned her head so that she was once more looking back at her sister from over her shoulder, her lips parting from one another to reveal the sharp fangs usually kept hidden from sight.
“So tell me, little sister… did you bring me a snack..?”
