Dark Waltz

[Yukina101]

Prayer felt affronted when he was frisked harshly by the large men then shocked when he was accused of murder. Him?! "I haven't murdered anyone! This is a horribly cruel mistake!" he managed to gasp out. He hoped once they got to the station that he could clear his clearly tarnished name and become freed but instead of a police car he was led to van. Another man stepped out and proceeded to place a small tight collar around his neck. "Wh-aack!" as the priest attempted to speak a sharp spike of electricity shot through him making him lightheaded and practically falling onto his knees. This was no police matter.  

[Claude Faustus]

The man in the dark suit and glasses glanced at Prayer. "I would advise you not to make a sound, should you attempt to do anything I will activate the collar."
A moment later the officers had Prayer nicely placed in the van and safely buckled in the seat with his hands still handcuffed and now his feet where chained together.
The man in the glasses gave the police officers a slight bow. "Thank you very much gentlemen, I trust that we have an agreement that your debt is repaid in kind."
The lieutenant nodded. "Sure is...I for one....Hope to never see your kind again."
"Same. Goodbye lieutenant."

Once the man got in beside Prayer, the van began to drive off. The man in the glasses reached over and placed a blindfold over Prayer's eyes.

The van drove for a quite awhile, many turns later, it stopped and the doors where opened, Prayer, bound as he was, was carefully lifted from the van and carried a bit of distance before being set on his feet.  

[Yukina101]

Prayer was deeply confused. Who was this mysterious man? Why had he been brought to him? What debt!? He couldn't ask any questions because of the horrid collar and could only allow himself to be placed into the van and driven off. But not before a blindfold covered his eyes. Here the priest's breathing became ragged and he began to shake and rock slightly. He had a horribly reaction to blindfolds. It went back to his childhood. Or rather, the only thing he could remember before he was adopted by the church. He had done something...something to set his poor mother off and she had blindfolded him, beat him and left him for dead in an alley. His small hands couldn't get the strip of cloth off and were barely working from being broken. It was every four year old's nightmare to be plunged into darkness and he had been like that for nearly 3 months. Even know he could feel invisible hands bearing down on him pushing and beating him, calling him names as tears began to soak through. "Deus! Deo placere adiuua me!" he whispered brokenly.  

[Claude Faustus]

The man in the glasses frowned hearing him whisper, it wasn't loud enough to set out the collar and they where in the place where they needed to be. He pulled off the blindfold.
The van had been driven into an old warehouse some place out of the city. The man with the glasses was guarded by three others. "Please have a seat." He gestured to a chair that had been places near Prayer. " Doubtless you have quite a few questions, However I am not authorized to answer them. Please sit down and wait."  

[Yukina101]

When the van had finally came to a stop the priest's blindfold was ripped off and for that he was grateful. Stormy silver eyes stared back at his captor as he was walked into an old warehouse and made to sit. He had so many questions, complaints, and maybe a few convenient curses in his mind but he didn't want to be shocked again so he kept his mouth shut and waited for the inevitable.  

[Claude Faustus]

After a few minutes of waiting, more figures arrived all of them with a serious expression on there faces. As they filed into the room they surrounded Prayer.
A moment later a smaller figure walked thought the door. It was Lucien. the boy who was in Misha's apartment.
"You can take the collar of him now, Michael." Lucien said.
The man int he glasses nodded and removed the collar.
"I apologize for the rough treatment Prayer. but it was necessary that we retrieve you....everyone here is a Vampire under my command and you are without any weapons, please do not do anything rash."  

[Yukina101]

The minutes seemed to stretch forever to Prayer as he waited for this benevolent figure to appear to either help or hinder him and soon the door opened to find that child from Misha's apartment! No, not a child; merely a vampire still stuck in the body he died in. For a split second he felt grief that the child had died so young but all of it was stripped away at supposed youth's words. Surprising himself the priest began to laugh. It was a true laugh more of a bark if anything. "That has to be the funniest thing I've heard all day. I'm told by the man who's had me escorted off a plane, frisked, shocked, thrown in a van and brought here against my will to not do something HE considers 'rash'. Truly, you must have picked up a wicked sense of humor during your long stay on this Earth." Prayer replied with a bitter smile.  

[Claude Faustus]

"Hmm....they do exhibit some amount of hostility after being detained." Michael said. "Should we proceed with the usual My Lord?"
Lucien shook his head. "No, this ones' a special case. He is a priest and a vampire hunter, there is no need to tamper with his memories. He knows who and what we are." The blond boy looked at Prayer. "I'm willing to wait however it long it takes for you to start displaying a more willing attitude to answer my questions....And we vampires can wait for a very long,long....long time." Lucien said with a bit of a smirk on his face.  

[Yukina101]

Prayer wanted to growl, snark, stop, and promptly act like the five year old he was sure the elder vampire thought him to be but instead took many deep and calming breaths while saying the Nicene Creed beneath his breath until he was sure his voice was back to his low neutral timber. "Fine, you have my time and attention, both of which could have been given freely instead of forcibly taken. What is it you want with me?"  

[Claude Faustus]

Lucien smirked, "I wanted to know why you are going back to Rome, you see, Misha had made a very big mistake in getting involved with you. From what he told me, he not only showed you where he lived, but showed you other people who in contact with him....mainly the kids." The boy vampire stood in front of Prayer with his hand behind his back. "Now we want absolute assurance that you will never reveal the places and identities of those he had introduced to you. I have experienced for myself just how ruthless your sect can be with dealing with the 'Vampire Plague' and I don't want my younger human brother and sisters slain just because they where raised by a vampire."  

[Yukina101]

Prayer's eyes widened as the teen began to talk and explain himself and by the end of it he was back to seething with anger. How dare he! "How dare you! No matter my religious beliefs I would never justify the killing of innocents, especially children, for ridding the world of evil. From what I saw Misha is doing an admirable job raising those children, more so than the humans that birthed them, and I would never be as ruthless and uncaring as to steal that away from them." his words were spoken to quick and filled with such venom he practically spat them out.  

[Claude Faustus]

Lucien frowned. "What about the vampires that raise such children? You and your ilk had never hesitated to kill my kind, not even a question or a second look. All your kind sees are the monsters reflected in your black souls!" The boy screamed back at him, snarling.
"Lucien That's enough!!"
A very familiar voice rang out, immediately the look of anger and hate dropped off of Lucien's face as he truned around to see Misha coming into the warehouse. "Misha?" The boy seemed to be surprised. "How...how did you-"
Even the leader of the Coven fell silent as Misha raised his hand to stop him from speaking. Misha bent to eye level to the boy, he wasn't angry, not at all, he had a sort of a sad smile. "It's....alright Lucien. It wasn't your fault.No-one will blame you." He gave the boy an affectionate pat on the head and straitened to go help Prayer out of the chains and handcuffs."I am very sorry for my successor's behavior Prayer, he doesn't know how much the world can change yet. he's only 100 years old.....still young for our kind."  

[Yukina101]

Prayer was about to give his own angry retort when Misha suddenly came in. The priest hadn't seen the blonde vampire in days not since their..tryst and avoided looking directly at him in his disheveled appearance. He didn't even look at the vampire while he was helping him out of the chair and handcuffs, not until he attempted to apologize for the teenaged vampire. "I am barely holding it together Misha and having you make excuses for the others is. not. helping. All I want is to get on the next flight back to Rome and lay my penitence before my Lord and God." He only looked back up when he was done speaking with is silver eyes seemingly glowing.  

[Claude Faustus]

Misha nodded, there was nothing he could really say. "I will drive you the airport."
"But what if they come in greater numbers? What then?" Lucian wasn't going to give up so easily.
"Then we run...like we have done for a millennia, Our kind protects humans, we don't kill them." The taller vampire was clearly disappointed by the whole thing. He wasn't going to take back the leadership just because Lucian made a mistake. like any young person he had to trust him to lean from it.  

[Yukina101]

Even though he was angered at his treatment at the hands of the child-like vampire, Prayer could at least recognize why the other did so and the disappointment lingering on Misha's face. With a sigh he stood from the chair wincing at the sound of his bones cracking before responding. "Well, my flight's already gone and the next flight to Rome isn't for another week or so. I suppose you'll have to endure me here for a while longer I'm afraid." he gave a weak smile. He hoped in that time they would see that he wasn't attempting to tell the Vatican about them.