sweetcheeksandsugar:


"Piss off," came the angry voice from inside a cell. Adelaide shivered on the floor, naked and freezing. "This wasn’t part of the deal, Ipres."

A hiss came from Abner, eyes turning red as he looked at his ex-wife. Part of it was protection for his sire (which made him feel disgusted with himself), and the other part of it was how indignant she was. This was her fault.

"Stow it, you overgrown puppet," Adelaide spat as she stood, "Let me out of here, Ipres. I’ll just head off for Europe. Keep Abner. Keep Nameless and his stupid wolf. You don’t even need me."

Toni comes over, leading the hunter behind her. “I don’t see why I would,” she tells Adelaide, suddenly serious. “It wouldn’t be very smart of me to just let you go for no reason and risk it someday coming back to bite me. Your promises mean nothing to me, and anything you can offer I can just as easily take. The only reason you’re alive right now is that I’d hate to waste a resource and realize I could use it later.”

(Source: moderngalahad)

sweetcheeksandsugar:


Abner bent down and lifted the belt to hand it to Toni. This… This was horrible. And it was his fault.

The vampiress stepped back and smiled. “Fasten it around his neck, darling. Tight.”

The fledgling did as commanded, tears forming in his eyes. No. Stop. He didn’t want to do this. Despite his mental protests, his hands stayed in place, holding the belt firmly in place until the hunter began to choke and gag. He would lose consciousness soon if Abner wasn’t allowed to let go.

"Enough. Step back."

Thank God. Abner released the belt and stepped back, allowing his sire to step in. She loosened the belt enough so that the hunter could breath again, but it was still a leash around his neck.

"Get the doors, Abner. It’s time to take my pet to his cage for the day."

"Yes, Mistress." Abner walked in front of Toni and began opening the doors as they began to head to the basement.

The mansion was pleasantly heated, but once the basement door opened, cooler, slightly musty air rose up to meet them. “Mind your step,” Toni told the hunter as if he were a guest. She took him by the shoulder to lead him down, since there were very few lights. She liked it dark to dull the senses of her prisoners and meals. She, on the other hand, saw perfectly fine.

Toni slowed once they reached the modified dungeon. “It was so nice of you to set this all up for me,” she told the hunter in a low, sweet tone. “You’ll stay here a while until I want you. But don’t worry, you won’t be alone.”

Toni spoke up louder so that her voice echoed down along the cells. “Hello, Adelaide. I hope room service has been up to your expectations so far. I’m still seeing what we can do about this silly draft.”

(Source: moderngalahad)

sweetcheeksandsugar:


Abner led the hunter inside and to the study. He hated this. He hated to have done this. But anytime his sire spoke, he felt the absolute need to obey. It was maddening. And the expression on his friend’s face didn’t help.

The vampire moved the hunter to stand in front of a couch and waited. His sire would likely have things for him to do once she sat down in there with them. He’d already been forced to strip his ex-wife and bite her for Toni’s entertainment. It wouldn’t surprise him if that’s what she had him do next.

Toni walked in and gave a nod to Abner. She wanted him to strip her new toy.

Shakily and gently, Abner began to take off his friend’s clothes. He only looked the hunter in the eyes for a moment, hoping he’d see how badly he didn’t want to do this.

Toni lounged by the fireplace. There was a particular joy in watching the muscles of the hunter’s jaw tense as he tried to fight, and the shaking of Abner’s hands. She felt powerful.

Once the hunter’s shirt had been discarded and Abner was working the hunter’s belt off, Toni stood. “That’s enough. I’ll do the rest. I want you to stand over here and watch now.”

She waited for Abner to move before walking over. Toni ran her fingertips down over the hunter’s muscles appreciatively. “You’ve got more scars than last time I had you. You were leaner, too, but I think I like you better this way.”

Toni prodded at a couple hickeys. Circling the hunter, she found a few more as well.”Someone’s been playing rough lately. I guess whatever that idiot Gary did wasn’t enough to break your wolf’s spirit. I’ll have to be more thorough with you two.” She dragged her nails as she came around to face the hunter again. She worked his pants open and pulled them down, then stepped on them when they were low enough, dragging them to the floor while getting in close.

"Awfully familiar, isn’t it?" Toni said brightly before suddenly hauling back and smacking the hunter across the face. His head snapped to the side and stayed there. A little blood trickled from the corner of his mouth; he’d bit his lip. Toni caught his chin and turned his face towards her again, then pulled him down so she could lick the blood from his face.

"Abner, do me a favor, dear. Hand me that belt."

(Source: moderngalahad)

sweetcheeksandsugar:


The vampire nodded and grabbed the hunter from the back of the neck, pushing him along into the house. “Where did you want me to lead him, Mistress? The drawing room, the living room, or your bedroom?”

After all, Toni did prefer to dine near the fireplaces, which the drawing room and bedroom had. And the living room was where she’d last glamoured the burly man from the bar (again).

Toni turns to the captured hunter. “I’m sure Nameless,” she liked the name Abner used, “knows most of the house. After all, you lived here for a time. I wonder which bedroom was yours and Hanna’s?” She paused before continuing. “We refurbished the drawing room, though, so I think Nameless might enjoy seeing it. I appreciate the art gallery, but it didn’t have that cozy feeling like my old study, so we made some adustments.”

There’s a slight flicker of the hunter’s eyes that Toni manages to catch. He doesn’t want to go. Not the study. No. Toni smiles and turns away, leading them up to the house without another word.

(Source: moderngalahad)

After pulling up to the manor, Abner walked around to open the passenger side door of the truck for his sire and the hunter. “Mistress. We’re here.”

"Thank you, Abner." Toni stepped lightly from the cab and came around to pull the hunter from his seat.

She frowned at the hunter’s sluggish movements. She caught him by the chin and stared intensely into his eyes. “I’ll be having none of your heel dragging. I waited a long time for this, and your futile struggling isn’t going to change a thing at this point,” she told him in a quiet, cold voice as she layered the glamour on.

"Abner, lead him. He’s always been bad about following instructions under glamour." The most she could ever do with him effectively was immobility. Anything more required concentration. Once she turned him, however, his mind would be putty in her hands.

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unlicensedworthologist:

I accidentally made a Clint blog oops

 
boosting in case any friends want to look at aweverythingno 

sweetcheeksandsugar:


"Yes, Mistress." Abner moved over to Hammond and grabbed him. The hunter mad no movements as the vampire sunk his teeth in and began drinking him dry. He made a pained noise as the life slowly ebbed from his former hunting buddy.

The body landed on the ground with a thud as Abner stood up straight. “Which truck do you want me to drive?”

Toni pointed to the hunter’s truck. “That one. The body and the car will draw enough attention, but it’ll be even stranger if he’s laying next to a truck he doesn’t own. The less evidence we leave behind, the better.”

Toni walked over and wrapped her hand around the nape of the hunter’s neck, herding him towards the truck. “Come along now. We’re going home.”

(Source: moderngalahad)

sweetcheeksandsugar:

moderngalahad:

"I can’t blame him; it’s not like he’s local. Hopefully he has a map, though, because if he’s lost, we’re in trouble." The hunter pulled up beside Hammond’s truck and parked. Maybe he’d be able to help get them back on track. Either way, he wasn’t waiting in the car.

The hunter turned off the engine and pocketed the keys before climbing out. “Hammond, what’s going on? We lost?”

"No," Hammond said as he got out of the truck, "We’re here."

Without another word, Abner grabbed the hunter and stared him straight in the eyes, glamouring him as his sire had commanded. A pang of regret showed through as he held the man in place, forcing him to fall under the spell.

I’m sorry…

The hunter’s first thought was surprisingly innocent and trusting of his friend. The only time a friend grabbed him like that and pulled him close, it was to get him out of danger. He didn’t resist at all. Until he came face to face with Abner and felt the creeping sensation of glamour taking over.

He tried to pull back or look away, but it was already too late. He hadn’t realized in time, and breaking glamour requires a split second response. The hunter’s body struggled weakly, but barely responded and slowly relaxed. A small noise of protest died in the hunter’s throat. Abner no! 

As the hunter fell under Abner’s glamour, someone began clapping a few yards away. “Good job,” Toni said. “You’re such a good boy.” She walked over and draped her arms around Abner in appreciation. Resting her head on Abner’s shoulder, she looked to the hunter with a smile.

"Welcome back, pet.” She reached over to stroke his face before straightening up. “Abner, it’s time to go. You know what to do.”

sweetcheeksandsugar:

moderngalahad:

The hunter glanced over at Hammond. Not even going to come over and say hello? Huh. He supposed that wasn’t unusual for their sort.

"Yeah, I’d prefer that. And I’ll happily take you over him. Not the friendly sort, I take it?" The hunter opened the passenger door for Abner while giving Hammond an awkward little wave.

"I hope this won’t be a long hunt. I told Hanna I’d be a couple days at most."

"It shouldn’t take too long," the vampire said as he got into the truck, "And no. He’s not the talkative type. Especially after finding out about Hanna. It surprises me. I’m more welcome than he is even though vampires are generally worse than werewolves."

Hammond got back into his truck and started it, waiting for the hunter to start following. It was a fairly long drive, with several turns and roundabouts. There were times it even seemed like Hammond was lost as they doubled back more than once.

"I’m sorry. It seems Hammond is bad with directions too," Abner said as the driver ahead finally slowed down at what looked like an abandoned campsite, "I’ll have to talk to him about that."

"I can’t blame him; it’s not like he’s local. Hopefully he has a map, though, because if he’s lost, we’re in trouble." The hunter pulled up beside Hammond’s truck and parked. Maybe he’d be able to help get them back on track. Either way, he wasn’t waiting in the car.

The hunter turned off the engine and pocketed the keys before climbing out. “Hammond, what’s going on? We lost?”

sweetcheeksandsugar:


Abner stood outside his truck, Hammond beside him as he waited for the hunter. Though, Hammond was only there to make Abner’s story look legitimate.

As the truck pulled up, the vampire began to make his way over. He had to ‘give directions’ to the mansion. But that’s not where they were going. Not at first. “Hey, Nameless. Hammond thinks it will be easier for me to give you directions if I ride with you.”

The hunter glanced over at Hammond. Not even going to come over and say hello? Huh. He supposed that wasn’t unusual for their sort.

"Yeah, I’d prefer that. And I’ll happily take you over him. Not the friendly sort, I take it?" The hunter opened the passenger door for Abner while giving Hammond an awkward little wave.

"I hope this won’t be a long hunt. I told Hanna I’d be a couple days at most."

(Source: moderngalahad)

sweetcheeksandsugar:

moderngalahad:

"Oh? I don’t mind helping." The hunter glanced around. "I’ll meet you in about an hour. How’s that sound? I have to put together my gear and leave Hanna a note." Plus he had cookies and a load in the dryer, but he wasn’t about to say that.

"Speaking of, did you want me to bring Hanna along? If you can wait, he’s working a job over in England, but he should be back in a few hours."

"An hour is fine. And it’d be best if you left Hanna a note. Hammond was less than pleased to learn of Brianna and I’s vampirism. I don’t think he’d handle a werewolf in the mix as well."

"Hm. Probably not. And it is his hunt. All right, I’ll be there soon."

The hunter hung up just before the oven timer began buzzing. He set the cookies out to cool and unloaded the dryer before packing his bag. He needed a change of clothes in case this took a while or he got bloody, plus his usual gear for wendigo hunting. He had enough runes for the job, but he’d have to ask Hanna nicely about making some more. Maybe Blaney could do it; the less Hanna burned himself the better.

By the time he was done, the hunter was able to box up the cookies and leave a note on top: “Hanna. Abner needed another man for the wendigo hunt he’s on. I’d have waited for you, but we didn’t want to make the other hunter we’re working with nervous. No need to worry, though: we have Blaney with us. Hopefully it won’t be more than a day or two. If it is, I’ll be sure to call you and let you know. Hope work at Hellsing was good. The whole batch here is for you. Love you -Galahad”

With that done, he loaded up his truck and headed for the rendezvous point.

sweetcheeksandsugar:

moderngalahad:

Cookies were in the oven when the phone rang. The hunter had the day off, but Hanna was working. He found things to do, though. He’d scheduled a sweep of the city with Achenleck tomorrow at dawn, then listened to the radio for news. There were a few reports of vampire attacks here and there, but nothing within the state. After that, he found more homely chores like laundry, new sheets on the bed, exercise, and finally snickerdoodles, which had about five minutes to go before they needed to be laid out on the cooling rack.

The hunter picked up the phone after a couple rings. “Hello?”

"Hey, Nameless. It’s Abner. Hammond and I are having more trouble with that wendigo than we thought. Do you think you could meet us at [location] and help? Brianna is already on her way."

"Oh? I don’t mind helping." The hunter glanced around. "I’ll meet you in about an hour. How’s that sound? I have to put together my gear and leave Hanna a note." Plus he had cookies and a load in the dryer, but he wasn’t about to say that.

"Speaking of, did you want me to bring Hanna along? If you can wait, he’s working a job over in England, but he should be back in a few hours."

Abner picked up the phone and dialed the hunter’s number. Toni had told him that it was time. The vampire struggled. He didn’t want to call his friend. But his sire held too much sway, and so the phone began to ring.

Cookies were in the oven when the phone rang. The hunter had the day off, but Hanna was working. He found things to do, though. He’d scheduled a sweep of the city with Achenleck tomorrow at dawn, then listened to the radio for news. There were a few reports of vampire attacks here and there, but nothing within the state. After that, he found more homely chores like laundry, new sheets on the bed, exercise, and finally snickerdoodles, which had about five minutes to go before they needed to be laid out on the cooling rack.

The hunter picked up the phone after a couple rings. “Hello?”

Anonymous said: headcanon- the hunter has used washable marker to play "connect the dots" with hanna's freckles.

[[If Hanna’s rper is up for that, I can see it. Hanna would have to have given the okay, because the hunter never would have managed it while he was asleep.

He probably had to trade and let Hanna doodle on him in return]]

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moderngalahad:

hannawolfcross:


"Deal."

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