#and it’s making me fucking furious amd disgusted

[abelincolnsschlong]

Having an attack of some sort

[mycatshuman]

Dark Hood: Chapter 15

Warnings: talks of poor servant treatment, blood, Deceit, slavery, please let me know if I missed anything.

Sklave frowned as he watched his mother clean the table of the bright red liquid. The sent of iron wafted through the air and Sklave scrunched his nose. He grabbed the bucket full of clear water beside him amd carefully carried it over to his mother.

"Thank you," she whispered wearily as she took the bucket from him and dunked the rag into the water, turning it a cloudy pink. It made Sklave want to gag.

Sklave nodded and grabbed the other bucket and carried it to the back of the house to the well. It was pitch black outside. His only source of the light, the moon. He tried to keep his eyes from wondering to the blood red liquid in the old bucket as he struggled to heave it up onto the ledge of the well. He carefully tipped the bucket and tried to keep himself from throwing up as the liquid poured into the well.

Sklave tried to take deep breaths through his mouth instead as the overwhelming sent of iron posioned the air around him. Coughs wracked the six year old's body as he chocked on the thick blood stained oxygen surrounding him.

Suddenly, Sklave felt a gentle hand on his back. He jumped and dropped the bucket into the blood filled water below. He let out a little gasp and felt tears prick at his eyes. He looked down at his bare feet.

"I-I-I'm sworry, master! I-I didn't mean to!" Sklave stuttered. He began to shiver in fear as the chilly night air nipped at his skin. He really didn't mean to. He hoped the master wouldn't hurt him.

"Shh, it's okay. We are not mad. We are here to help," a soft, kind voice whispered.

Fear squeezed Sklave's heart. He peered up at the figure infront of him and was surprised to find that the person in front of him was in fact, not his master.

Instead, in front of him stood two men. One wore a light blue tee shirt and a grey hoodie wrapped around his shoulders and jeans. The man wore a soft smile and his eyes shone brightly behind his glasses. Sklave decided that he liked this man. He seemed to radiated a safe aura.

Sklave turned to the other man who's face sported the same glasses but had a more serious expression. He wore a black tee shirt with slacks and a tie. Sklave swallowed a lump in his throat. This man look serious.

"Master said I'm not supposed to talk to strangers," Sklave whispered, afraid that if he trusted these men, master would punish him.

The two men shared a look above his head and seemed to have a silent conversation between themselves. They turned back to him and before they could say anything, a calming sensation breezed through Sklave's body. He felt his eyelids grow heavy before he slipped into the darkness.

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Patton caught the kid as he dropped. "I guess you can say he fell asleep," Patton tried as Logan and him looked at Emile who stood behind the kid.

Logan groaned softly. "Patton could you please refrain. We are trying to do this without getting caught off guard," Logan whispered.

The weak smile on Patton's face quickly dropped. He looked down at the boy. "How do you think the others are doing?" He asked quietly as he lifted the little boy into his arms.

Logan's face softened as he realized Patton was attempting to cover up his fear and concern with puns and smiling faces. "I'm sure they are doing fine, Patton."

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"YOU KNOW, I THINK IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU COULD HELP US RIGHT NOW!" Virgil screamed as he dodged another claw. He quickly shoved a stake up and twisted the wood into the vampire's chest.

"I'M PROTECTING THIS WOMAN!" Roman screamed back as he fought off another vampire. There were only four in the whole house but judging by the thick smell of blood in the room, they had just replenished their strength.

A loud thud and Remy flew into the room. His sunglasses were gone and his eyes were red with anger. He quickly took care of the vampire attacking Roman and let out a low growl. "I swear there are moments like these when I am ashamed to be a fucking vampire!"

"Yeah, we got it," Virgil snapped as he looked around and shuddered at the total destruction. The strong sent of iron poisoning the air and making him gag. "Let's just hurry up and clean this up. I don't want to be here any longer than I have to be."

Remy nodded and zipped off to dispose of the corpses while Roman, Virgil and the vampires former slave quickly cleaned up everything else.

"You know you really don't have to help right?" Roman told the women as she brought in more rags.

The woman shrugged. "You saved me and my little boy. It's the least I could do."

Virgil and Roman shared a look. They really didn't want to do this all themselves and they didn't want to upset her so they didn't argue. They rolled up their sleeves and quickly got to work.

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Virgil fought to keep from vomiting as he scrubbed at the blood encrusted floor with some towels. He was tired and miserable. The thought of finding more humans in this predicament made him sick. He quickly pushed the thought away. This was going to be along night.

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Virgil clenched his fists in anger as the mother recounted her story to the group. How dare these sick monsters?! He couldn't fully comprehend it. He didn't want to have to understand it. But yet here he was.

"What did they rename your son?" Remy asked, his voice a low whisper as his eyes darkened behind his glasses. Remy tried to keep his face calm. He didn't want to lash out and scared this women. After all, her experience with vampires was very limited. They most certainly weren't pleasant ones.

The women let a fresh wave of pain and sorrow wash over her as her face twisted in pain. She squeezed her son closer to her as he sleep peacefully in her arms. "Th-they named him-" she shuddered.

"It's okay. Take your time," Patton said softly as he placed a hand on her shoulder. His eyes held a abundance of warmth and the mother felt a calmness wash over her.

"They named him," the mother took a deep breath before she continued. Virgil felt his anger buliding. If it was this hard for her to say the name, then it would probably enrage him. "Sklave," she whispered.

Virgil clenched his fist, his nails biting into his skin. He scowled as his nails pierced the skin and blood beeded at the open wound. "Really?!?" He growled.

The women sent him a bewildered state and nodded.

Remy let out a disgusted huff. "That is absolutely ridiculous and disgusting!" He seethed, agreeing with Virgil.

Logan's frowned, his face grim. "That is quite..." He trailed off. "Disturbing," he finished, adjusting his glasses.

Patton and Roman looked back and forth between the two. "Wha?" Roman breathed.

"Could you two please go to Joan?" Logan asked the mother and child. She looked between the group and nodded. "They are the one in the orange beanie." She nodded again and stood, leaving the room quickly.

"I can not believe they named a child that!" Virgil growled as he paced the floor. His eyes flared with furious fire as he pulled at his hair.

"What? What did they name him?" Patton asked as his forehead creased at the obvious rage and fury the others were displaying. He knew that whatever it was, it was bad.

Remy let out a dry chuckle. "Sklave isn't a name. It's a word," he scoffed as he dug his nails into his forearms. He clenched his teeth as he thought of that poor child who probably didn't know what the word meant. The child who probably didn't know the insult that was embedded in it.

"A word?" Roman asked cautiously. He didn't want to send anyone into a fit of rage. 

Logan nodded grimly. "It's German/Deutsch,"  he replied. He clenched his fists and tried to keep himself composed but he could feel his blood boil. This was outrageous and infuriated him.

"It means," Virgil hissed through clenched teeth. His knuckles went white as his fist clenched. It looked like he was about to murder someone. "Slave," he spat out. 

Patton's hand flew to his mouth as his eyes widened in understanding. "Oh," was all he said. 

Roman's face went red as he felt a fire burn through his veins. They really were sick! He almost vomited. What kind of monster would do this type of thing? "Why?" He whispered. 

Virgil let out a humorless chuckle. "It's probably some sick joke for them!" He raged. 

Logan looked around at everyone. What were they going to do? "I think this means they are kidnapping humans and enslaving them," Logan voiced his theory, stopping Virgil in his tracks. 

Virgil slowly turned to him, shaking with anger. "What?" He snapped. 

Logan adjusted his tie. "I believe the vampires have decided that they did not want to wait any longer and took it upon themselves to kidnap and enslave them."

Patton's face went red with rage. The mere thought that there were more children out there like the little boy they just rescued gave him a righteous anger that would not let him go. "You mean to tell me," he whispered lowly as he stood from where he sat. "That there are more children and families out there that are in the same situation that we just saved that women and her child from!" 

Logan stepped back at the force of Patton's words. He shared a glance with Roman who looked just as frightened and surprised as he did. Virgil and Remy however seemed unfazed. Patton and Virgil shared a look as they caught each others eyes. 

Should we? Patton's eyes asked as he stared into Virgil's violet eyes.

OF COURSE WE SHOULD! Virgil seemed to scream.

I know we should but we have to play this safe. We can't let anyone get hurt. Patton advised.

Virgil let out a reluctant huff. Fine! He had to agree with Patton, but he couldn't help but feel an intense urge to be reckless and go take care of this right now.

Patton sighed and looked back at Logan. He knew the man could come up with an ingenious plan that would stop any others from getting hurt. Patton's face took on a determined look.

"We have to stop them." 

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