Months after the whole incident with the archbishop, Voltruist was to study and even go with hunters on a mission, before he was ship out to his own church. The vatican decided that if Voltruist wanted to be violent, then he could be so with the hunters and help destroy monsters. So he was gathering things he need for the mission. He grabbed his bible, his rosary, and a bottle of holy water. He never been hunting and wasn’t even sure what was needed. He knew those things would help though, he headed out to meet up with the group. Which wasn’t hard to find, they were all drinking at a pub of sorts. He walked in to find them, they were drunk and clowning about. When he stared bewildered at them, one of them with a big burley beard shouts “OYE THE PRIEST HERE!” pointing, which made Voltruist go rigid. There was a lean muscular build man looking in Voltruist direction, he had long brown hair, scars about his arms and few on his face, but it didn’t take away from him for sure. “Ah….Father come join us. Care for something to drink?” he ask.

Voltruist stood there like a deer in headlights, just staring at them. There was two arm wrestling, two actually wrestling, one was reading, another was trying to get with the bar wrench, the leader was sitting there head of the table sharping a blade. What hell had he step into now, he was very sure that he should run instead, but ever so obedient he didn’t run.

The one hunter watch the priest “Oh for fuck sake they gave us a broken one.” he sighs ” PRIEST OVER HERE…” he shout. So many eyes now stared at Voltruist, he wanted to hide in a hole now. Embarrassed as he finally found his legs and moved. he sit at the table in a seat farthest away from the group. The one with a book had silver hair, piercing pale green eyes, his skin pale, he was very pretty. Voltruist felt like the man could see his soul, like everything was laid bare before him. When those looked at him, he felt like he was very vulnerable to him. It frighten the Priest and excited him all the same, but mostly kept him timid. “He’s not broken, they gave as a novice.” his voice was so sweet and sultry, Voltruist bet he could talk his way into whatever.

“what makes you so sure?” the rugged leader spoke, his voice despite his build was deep and rough. The silver hair one, who look to young to have such a color look to the leader and then back to the Priest “Have you ever hunted before?”

Voltruist shook his head “Oh n-no….not ever…..I…I was just the librarian…but…yeah….” he lower his head.

The silver hair one nods “See told you…he’s new. Likely won’t last sadly. “he put his book back up.

“Book person…..aye he won’t last…head in books, probably never held a weapon. Oye Priest…you ever held a weapon?” said the burley man.

“No….” he said quietly, Voltruist felt very timid and intimidated by the group.

“We can teach him basics, its a long journey….traveling to Romania.” the silver hair one said.

“Magnus do you think he’s worth the risk?” ask the leader, staring Voltruist down, not caring if he spoke as if the Priest didn’t exist.

The silver hair one, now known as Magnus spoke “Yes. Anyone can learn basics, we need a Priest. He’s read alot in the library, he will know things. So don’t worry, he will be useful Draken.”

The group carried about the night, the one hunter got the bar wrench, however the leader also got some wrenches for the night. The two wrestling had gotten kicked out earlier for fighting and getting to rough. The arm wrestling two turn in early for the journey, and Magnus went to his own room away from the group. Voltruist got stuck sharing a room with the burley guy, taking to the chair with little to no sleep. They headed off on their journey, during which Magnus showed Voltruist how to use daggers. He told the Priest given his height and how tiny he was, a dagger was perfect for him. He could use his disadvantages as advantages. Each time they rested, he teach him and show him, even showing him how to throw. Voltruist like him teaching, he was the nicest teacher he ever had. Magnus actually explained and showed him what to do, he was calm, and patient. Which help Voltruist learn faster, eventually they spoke of books.

After a month of traveling, they made it into the country, now only needing to get to the place that had their target. However things changed when they got into Romania, things seem off, they felt followed. They made camp and built a fire, they were right outside the big mansion they were in the woods nearby. Draken had told the group it would be better to scope the place in day time, as they were up against Vampires. Voltruist heard of Vampires, in books. They were depicted as blood thirsty monsters, who leave a trail of death from their insatiable thirst. He knew they were very strong, very fast, and never aged. He was nervous to deal with something like that, he was sure he die if one caught him.

In the dark there was hardly sound, no animal was nearby, which wasn’t a good sign. Voltruist had headed into the woods abit for some breathing room. The burley one had decided he make a man out of the Priest. Something that just really grated on Voltruist, everyone always wanting to make him a man, he was a man, but he was never enough. He headed into the woods, where he could see the fire, but was away from the loudness of the group. Though upon being out there, he saw some white hair guy watching the group. He found that odd, maybe it was the Vampire. So he grab his rosary close to him and he took a deep breath. He grab a branch on the ground, reading Vampires die by stake in the heart. So did most anything honestly, so either way he was protecting the group. That was the right thing yeah? He move quietly, the man was staring, but he was focus on Magnus. He could tell, he then lunged and tackled the guy. They went tumbling down a hill, it was a rather tall hill, once they hit the bottom the man was dazed abit. Voltruist jump up, hyped on a adrenaline and held up the branch. The man held his arms out over him, for sure he die. Voltruist stared at him a moment, he couldn’t bring himself to hurt the man. He didn’t look like a monster, but he could see the fangs.

He look like a person, this was a person. Vampire or not he was a person, Voltruist couldn’t hurt him. There was loud noise as the hunters were trying to figure out what happen, he knew they kill the man. The weird raccoon eye man, he sighs “Run.” he told him. The man was confused a moment. Voltruist hissed Run…they will kill you, go…hurry.” the man needing no prompting ran off into the woods. The hunters eventually made it down the hill “Hey what happen you ok?” ask one.

“I’m fine, I fell….I’m sorry if I worried you all. I got spooked by a branch.” he showed the branch in hand “It broke and I tumbled down.” Not telling of the Vampire he saw. If that was the Vampire in the mansion, then this mission be easy, as he was gone now.

“Oh fuck…. just stick with the group….going to get yourself killed.” said Draken mad that they all ran for nothing.

Daylight popped up and they went into the manor, moving slowly and quietly. They split up, Magnus took a group up stairs, Draken took a group on the current floor, then the burley guy, haggis what the group called him, cause he loved that food. He took Voltruist and one of the arm wrestlers he come to know as Garth. They went down stairs, the steps creaking as they descend down. They move about the bottom, looking around some before Haggis spoke “Alright lads, we split up further. Garth you know what to do. Priest….just scream…we will come to you.” he shook his head “Don’t expect ya to fight…..not alot a good that due you. Ah never mind, Priest just stay with me, Garth go explore….I don’t got time to lose a lamb.”

Voltruist frown, he felt useless and wish he went with Magnus, not Haggis. They trek further, but then something came at them. Voltruist felt himself smashed into the wall, everything felt like a daze. He blink some as his vision was fuzzy, he saw Haggis fighting something. Someone dressed rather nice, they moved fast, they moved graceful. Haggis had stabbed them a few times as the person got some stabs in too with their blade. Voltruist stood up, he tried to get his baring when a noise was heard, then the floor gave out. All three of them fell, everything went black again.

Voltruist laid there, he felt himself gain consciousness again. He laid there wondering if he died, he move and now wish he hadn’t as pain ran through him. He knew he was alive, he slowly got up. Blood came from the cut on his head, he didn’t have broken bones, though his ankle throbbed, likely sprain maybe. He limp about looking for Haggis, but he found the Vampire instead. He froze, staring, they creature had a sword through him, but not his heart, just his chest. He laid unconscious and Voltruist thought to run, however he remember the other one. So he instead move to the Vampire and pulls the sword out, a groan of pain is heard. He roll the Vampire onto his back and tried to think how to help. He felt a hand on his wrist and he froze with terror, he stared at the Vampire who now looked at him. The Vampire let his wrist go and laid there “Are you going to finish the job?” he ask.

Voltruist stared for a while, he tuck his rosary away, then he look at the wound. He sighs as he pray for forgiveness, he took the dagger out. They Vampire closed his eyes waiting for the final blow, but it didn’t come. He open his eyes to the Priest wrist cut, near his mouth. Looking to him seeing he was truly offering and so he bit down. He drank only enough to heal him, licking the wound close “So….why?” he ask confused.

“You are a person.” Voltruist told him “I just….I don’t feel right hurting a person.” he pulled his wrist back sitting there, staring at the floor.

“Most just see us as monsters. You are odd. I attacked your friend.” he told him.

“I don’t have friends actually…..I…I just was to work with them.” he explain to the Vampire. He pick at the hem of his sleeve, looking around “I should find him though.”

“He’s dead…. He wasn’t going to survive anyway, he was hurt bad by the fall. I gave him mercy, despite him trying to kill me.” the vampire explain and stood up. He look at the long drop they took “Well….I knew this happen….should have took better steps to prevent.”

Voltruist took in the news and closed his eyes “Are you going to kill me? Drain me?” he ask.

The vampire blinked owlishly “What? If I was going to drain you, I’d done it. We don’t just go around draining people, if we did that then who would we feed off of?”

“That makes sense.” Voltruist said opening his eyes “Well…I suppose you will go then…I’m sure the others will find me.”

The vampire stared at him and held his hand out “No they won’t its like a maze down here. I know it and I’ll get you out.” he smiled.

“Why?” ask Voltruist “Why help me, knowing they want to kill you?” he was confused, he definitely wasn’t a monster.

“You saved my life, it be rude not to do the same.” he help Voltruist up, who stumbled as he wince “I hurt my ankle.” he explain. The Vampire help move him and they got to a different spot in the maze, he set the Priest down to sit and went to find some things. He manage to find a broken chair leg, that he broke to be smaller and then ripped fabric from his jacket. He wrap the Priest ankle up “There. This will help.”

“Thank you.” Voltruist told him, he give a small smile. He looked around “So you been here a long time?” he ask.

“Yeah…was nice, but hunters found me. Now I must run. Can I ask a question, which might come off rude.” the vampire explains as he stared into the Priest eyes.

Voltruist blinks some “Oh um ok..what do you want to ask?”

“Why are you with Hunters? You are not cold nor callous, you have too much kindness in your eyes. I am baffled is all.” he told him.

“Oh it wasn’t by choice….I…was kicked from where I loved being at.” Voltruist look down, he sighs.

“What was it you loved being at, if I may ask.” he sit next to him, listening, wanting to let the Priest rest his ankle before trying to walk again.

“The library in the Vatican. It was big, I loved it. Books don’t hurt you, they are like an escape.” he say with a faint smile.

“What happened?” the vampire asked.

“The archbishop tried to force himself on me. I stabbed him in the eye with my rosary I had…..I was told I was too violent. So now I am here…..suppose to kill you.” Voltruist state.

“WHAT!? WHAT THE HELL?” the vampire yelled, causing Voltruist to wince and flinch. The Vampire calm down and pulled the priest to him, hugging him hard “I am so sorry such a horrid thing tried to happen. No one deserves that and you were not violent, you defended yourself and thats ok.”

“So I am told and yet I am punished.” He told him “I can’t even do that right.”

The vampire sat back and held the Priest face into his hands “Life sucks I know, trust me. However just cause you are not killing me, doesn’t mean you are wrong. What does your heart say?”

“That you are not evil.” Voltruist told him, staring at him.

“Listen to your heart little priest. ” he then stroke the Priest face with his thumb “Come with me.” he told him.

Voltruist blinks some “Oh are we going now?” he ask.

“No..come,with,me. I want you to ditch them, you deserve better then that. Come with me, I’ll take care of you.” he told him.

“Oh I can’t…no..I’m suppose to stay with the church. I already brought enough shame to my family…OH NOT THAT YOU…I…oh” he jerk away from the Vampire, hanging his head, he felt so horrible, like he insulted him.

The Vampire watched him for some time “Hey….you don’t need them. I can be your family. I would protect you.” he told him. “I won’t force you…just…you deserve better.” he told him.

Voltruist looks to him “It’s a nice offer, but I’m not a good person….I…don’t deserve such…”

The Vampires heart ache watching him “Ok..but…I think…..my heart tells me you are.” he help Voltruist up and let the Priest lean on him. They moved through the tunnels getting to the top. Thats when Garth came out, missed the damn Vampire and stabbed Voltruist in the shoulder by mistake “OH SHIT sorry priest.” he told him as he turn to swing at the Vampire who was pissed off. “Sorry? You missed me and hit someone innocent and your sorry?” he moved fast and grabbed the man by the throat. ” NO wait…don’t kill him, it was a accident.” he move to grab the Vampires arm “Please.” he pleaded. The Vampire let the man go looking to the Priest “Only for you….my offer still stands.”

Garth gasp and watch a moment, he go to stab at the Vampire. Voltruist jump to try and stop him, Garth shoved Voltruist down, knocking the Priest out as he hit his head on the corner of the wall. When the priest didn’t get up the Vampire lost his temper and destroyed Garth, ripping him apart. He move to Voltruist and saw him still breathing. He so badly wanted to take him away, to protect him. However he knew that the priest didn’t agree. He felt it should be his choice. He pick him up “I’ll get you help don’t worry.” he move through the house. It been hours since the group entered the place, so they had seem to leave to regroup somewhere. He look Voltruist near the road to where he saw the fire for the camp and laid him down where he be discovered. He stroke the priest fast and leans over to give him a kiss on the forehead “You deserve so much better.”

Deep down he knew the others kill the priest, if he return with him, but he wanted badly to take him. He sighs as he glance to the camp. He grab a rock and through it, knocking one of the other on edge hunters and ran. Magnus looked about and saw Voltruist on the ground “OVER THERE.” they ran to him.

Weeks had past and Voltruist was taken care of, he was back home readying for his next trip. He had reported that Haggis had killed the Vampire and died from wounds, Garth was a sad victim. He wonder what his life been like if he said yes to the Vampire though.