The everyday monsters in our lives

He was lead downstairs and seeing the almost mideival contraption he grit his teeth, especially as the vampyre he was with tried to tempt him. Scoffing he shook his head as he then watched how the filthy inbred stuck his finger into the blood. Cesare barely got to react before he was by the vampyre, grabbing his wrist mid air, tasting the blood for himself so he wouldn't get a taste. He wouldn't react right now, because he took the time to bite off the vampyre's finger, spitting it across the room. While he was distracted with that, he went to Benjamin, untying him from the apparatus and making sure the bleeding would stop, even going so far as to rip a sleeve off of his shirt to keep the rest of his blood inside.
When he knew they human wouldn't bleed out he rose to his feet, walking over to the vampyre who had even dared come between them. "While you caring for the rules do not matter, there are certain rules set in place in regards to hunting areas," his fangs growing bigger, his eyes growing darker as he looked at the man, "I don't take kindly to anyone hunting on my territory." With that he sunk his teeth into the vampyre, draining him completely before ripping his head clean off. He kicked it to the other side of the room before he looked at the bucket of blood. It smelled so inviting, but instead of drinking it, he cut his own wrist open, dripping down into the blood, digging into his pocket to take out a lighter. He lit the bucket of blood on fire along with the torn up vampyre. It would never return from ashes, that was for sure.
He then went to Benjamin, lifting him up in his arms, kissing his forehead. "Hang on for me .. for you," he pleaded against his skin before he ascended from the lower level, the fire spreading downstairs. At this point Martin and some of his sires had arrived. He handed the human over to Martin who looked surprised, but nodded, taking the human away for safekeeping and to get medical help. Cesare was shaking with fury, and as he turned to look at his sires he just nodded, having them go for any in this family, not discerning men, women or children. This family line had crossed him, and he would leave none of them alive once morning came.

Cesare sent a group of his sires out to find this Nika girl, the rest of this clan was slaughtered, and it had been a while since he had even done any of this. However he was in his right to do so, as they had been the ones to break the rules. He was standing amongst torn up body parts, blood dripping down from his hands and mouth, even his hair engulfed in blood and slicked back. The monstrous vampyre came sprinting towards him and Cesare was tackled to the ground. This wasn't an easy fight.

Martin was with Benjamin, checking his pulse and waiting at a safe place for a doctor to arrive. "Lay still," he urged the human, helping him back to lie down, "you've lost a lot of blood." It wasn't just the human's life on the line. If Martin failed to keep him safe, he was going to pay for it with his life.

Cesare was being tossed around easily. He couldn't match the brute's strength, and as it sunk its nasty teeth into him it was then he smiled, because he was just close enough to talk into its ear and compel it to do whatever he pleased. "You will let me go, and tear yourself asunder until nothing of you is left," and as the beast would succumb to itself he got up, helping his sires finish up the rest. Standing in the aftermath, he was bleeding quite a bit, his vision blurry as they set the estate on fire, assuring that none of the vampyre within would ever survive this ordeal. It was also a signal to not mess with Cesare's clan again.

Martin heard his mutter but he was hesitant to say much, "don't worry about him right now," he said, getting up as the doctor arrived. The human was patched up, every part of him given something to heal and even seraphim tears were used to close up the worst of it, though the doctors couldn't promise that there wouldn't be scars. Martin's phone started to buzz and he got up walking out of the room to take the call.
The human would find himself in a smaller room, clearly some wooden area outside, but it wasn't like the cottage that they had visited that night. This was more modern.

Martin came in as the human started to yell. He was silently helping him up on his feet. "Let's get you that cigarette, huh?" he just said, but there was something bitter about his tone. As if he was upset with him, but he didn't dare say it out of the orders he had been given. He did help the human outside, the scene around them rather calm, trees surrounding the rather nice small cottage. A few vampyres were around, none of them seemingly in a good mood. Martin helped Benjamin to sit down in a chair outside, handing him a packet of cigarettes and a lighter.
Mariah drew nearer, but Martin stopped her, "this isn't fair," she hissed at the vampyre, but Martin kept a stoic face, "you have your orders and I have mine," he retaliated which made Mariah shrug him off heading back out to some of the others. Benjamin could recognize a few. All of them sires of Cesare, all of them still healing from the night before. Vampyres fighting vampyres could be a messy ordeal, and the cuts and bites took longer to heal. Martin was looking to his phone every other minute, clearly just waiting until Benjamin was done smoking.

Martin helped him back into bed, knowing that the human was stubborn and the worst part was that they healed even slower. The question made him sigh, "don't worry about her," he just assured him, but his face was still stoic. Clearly holding back, but not much could truly be done when Benjamin was still this hurt. Martin got up to stand turning to leave and would attend the human every time he needed to get up for whatever reason.

As the days passed, the sires seemed to heal just fine, but there was still no sign of Cesare. A few of the sires were heading back into town, but most of them stayed here for one reason or another. Martin got a reasonable amount of calls every day, usually around the same and rather on the dot. He seemed to let a few facades crack from time to time, but in the end he was holding this fort together.

"Are we a joke to you?" he asked, clearly offended, "you think I want to spend my time watching over you like this?" He scoffed, shaking his head no before speaking once more, "this was his last order, and I intend to keep you safe until you are fully healed." Martin was just about to open his mouth again as yelling was heard outside. The vampyre widened his eyes, going over to the window seeing someone approaching. He urged the human to follow him and stay close. He moved slowly, not wanting to human to make too much noise, but as they got down the stairs the door opened. Martin frowned confused, the man in the door barely recognizable as he stepped forward.
His sea foam green eyes locked with the human's and a slight smile appeared as he walked closer. He cupped his face, looking at him before his body fell limp, collapsing on the floor and leaving a handprint of blood on the human's face. Martin moved closer and as soon as he saw who it was, he called for the sires to help him get their leader into a bath, cleaning him off before placing him in a bed. Everyone seemed to work together like a clockwork, and it turned out that Cesare was rather badly hurt. He had multiple cuts and the one on his face wouldn't stop bleeding hence why he had been so covered in it. Mariah was by his side immediately, but Martin got all of them out, scolding them as the elder vampyre needed rest more than company.

Cesare was being almost guarded until Sadie arrived. She saw her brother sleeping in the chair outside of the room, frowning confused because she had been called to come pick him up. "Benjamin?" she asked carefully, not wishing to startle him as she touched his shoulder carefully. If he didn't wake, she would simply sit down and wait for him to do so. When he finally did wake she looked at her brother confused and yet also clearly interested in what he was doing out here in the hallway and why he wasn't in his bed. "I was told you wanted to go home?" she said, not talking too loud as it would perhaps startle her. The house was rather silent, so the only real noise was the wind outside. "I have a car out front ready for you if you're ready?" she asked.

Sadie was surprised to hear that her brother wanted to see Cesare. The last she knew Benjamin couldn't wait to get away from the vampyre. But her brother had clearly been through a lot seeing how he looked right now. She looked towards the door, humming as she nodded. "I'll distract them .. go in and check on him afterwards, alright?" she said, getting up from the floor and walking over to the door. She knocked and Martin came and opened the door. They had a short conversation and it seemed like the male hesitated, but eventually followed Sadie out and downstairs. The door was left slightly agape for the human to enter.
Inside he would find Cesare, his eyes closed and his face attempted to be covered up, but the patch was already soaking through again. He was being kept on a constant blood supply. Opening his eyes a little at the sent of a mortal, he looked a little hazed before his broken lip pulled up in a slight smile. "Are you alright?" his voice was raw and almost broken, but he hoped he was being understood. He just seemed happy to see Benjamin.

Cesare just smiled, chuckling softly but it sounded perhaps a bit more rough through his torn vocal chords. The human was right. He did look like he was healing pretty well and it made Cesare very happy. The cuts under the patch weren't for the faint of hearts. It was torn up badly, some places you could even see the bone. Quite different from the handsome man that Benjamin might've gotten used to. He sighed at the question shrugging lightly but it seemed to hurt as well. "I guess the vampyre that got me wasn't just a vampyre anymore," he said. Reaching out he took the human's hand. He was still cold to the touch, but he looked paler and perhaps a bit more sunken in.
"What are you still doing here?" he asked, clearly rather confused. Happy, but confused nonetheless. He searched the human's eyes, wondering if he needed anything. Cesare would gladly provide him with everything. All he needed was to ask.

He smiled nodding in agreement. It had been terrifying, but he didn't need to go into details about that. He was more interested in what had made him stay. He looked like he could walk around at least, even if he did notice some hints of aching in him. The gentle push back of some of his hair just made him look at the human with adoration in his eyes. He just felt so happy to see that the human was doing alright. Benjamin started apologizing to him and he shook his head a little, gritting his teeth in pain as he guided his hand up to his lips, kissing it gently. "You don't need to apologize; as long as you're safe then it has all been worth it," he smiled, closing his eyes for a while, just taking in the human's scent. He could smell the blood, and knowing what it tasted like it made his throat burn a little. However he wouldn't want to hurt him, that much he knew.
Martin entered, frowning as he saw the human there and how Cesare was perhaps straining himself to hold the human's hand. "He needs his rest," the vampyre insisted making Cesare sigh, "it's quite alright, Martin, never keep him away from seeking me, please." Martin was just about done with this, walking over to place a hand on Benjamin's shoulder rather restrictedly, "I think it's about time you went home," he wasn't really hissing, but it was clear he was upset. He was shaking a little with anger, "it's not like you care about him either way." Cesare's face turned stern and Martin immediately let go of the human as if he was burning his hand. "I would advice you to guard your tongue, young one," Cesare said in a fair warning, "why do you keep on lying to yourself? He's never going to care for you and you know that .. we need you .. and he doesn't want anything to do with you."
It was clear that it struck Cesare as if he was being kicked while he was literally laying down. "Why?" - "Because I love him." Cesare wasn't really sure where to look as he said it. Perhaps he should've screamed it out loud. Let everyone hear of his failures. "And while he will never love me .. I cannot bear to see him hurt or harmed in any way."

This wasn't how he had wanted Benjamin to find out. He honestly would've taken the confession to the grave if it wasn't for the fact that Martin was pressing him at a time like this. He felt the human shy away from him and that hurt more than the cut on his face had done since he had gotten it. The human got up and Martin looked confused at his leader, gritting his teeth before storming out the room. Cesare took a deep breath, his body feeling weak once more. "Now I'm the one who's sorry," he chuckled, his eyes welling up, tears rolling down his face as he couldn't help it. "Thank you," he then said as Sadie appeared in the door.
She looked from her master and to her brother. She would take him anywhere he wanted, and as they walked out of the house it was almost reminiscent of when Cesare had sent him away before. This was a true goodbye, wasn't it? Sadie got into the driver's seat, not turning the car on yet. She just sat there for a while, not knowing if her brother was going to say anything.

She nodded as she was told a destination. Off they went, and she was quiet, not saying anything to upset him as he could do what he needed to do right now. After driving for a little while he asked something of her that was quite strange to hear from her brother. "Benny," she sighed, her grip on the wheel tightening as they drove. It was a lot to ask of her, however she wasn't sure if it would be good for him. "You saw his wounds," now it was her time to be trembling. She opted to signal the car over to the side of the road before pulling the breaks.
Sadie had always been strong, always been resilient, and she for one understood how much crying was hated, because she hated it as well. Her eyes stinging made her close them for a little while. "I don't think you want to know how it's gonna go," she just said, her voice a little broken. She cared deeply for Cesare. It wasn't like anything she had experienced before, but he was her sire. She felt connected to him in that sense. "They're going to try getting a transfusion in tonight .. but if it fails again then he might only have weeks left .. maybe a month at max."