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Alkaline (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She shuddered, gasping and panting softly as she moved down to kiss him slowly. “Y-You’re mine now..~” she said against his lips.
 
His eyes widened in horror and shock. How dare this woman, this abomination, not only force him to break his vow of celibacy, but take his first kiss from him? He didn't move, too frozen to react.
 
She got redressed, cleaning herself up a bit in the small washroom. “I expect I’ll be seeing more of you soon..~” she said, moving to undo one of his bindings. “I’ll leave you be then..~ Until next time, Derek..~” she teased as she left.
 
He stared up at the ceiling, jaw clenched as he fought his tears of shame. How could he return home with such a monumental failure? Knowing he was no longer pure of body and the creature still roamed free?
He freed himself and cleaned what he could, his head and his heart feeling heavy and hollow, before he dressed and left in despair.
He had to see her again.
 
The opportunity would arise soon enough, long enough for him to try and get over their last meeting. He couldn’t seem to get it out of his head.
 
He restocked his supplies at a local church, thanking the priests for their aid, and setting off to relocate Raven.
 
It was a challenge sleeping, his dreams plagued by her. The trail was a little cold, making finding her quickly difficult.
 
He wouldn't give up, and when his dreams were plagued by her, he prayed. He prayed hard until he felt better about himself and continued his search.
 
He couldn’t get her out of his mind, anger, and some other.. strange feelings that he wasn’t used to.
 
He channeled those feelings into finding her and killing her. He had to.
She probably wasn't in France anymore, it would be stupid for her to stay. Where could she have gone off to now, however?
 
Word traveled to him of disappearances in Spain now, small stories, but young women were starting to go missing.
 
The idea of seeing her again made his heart skip and he scowled at himself. He had a mission; she was a monster and she needed to die.
Part of him didn't want to kill her though, and it disgusted him. She must have charmed him like she had the others.
 
Over the few days it took him to travel, the disappearances had grown in number. She must have thought she was in the clear.
 
When he arrived in Spain, he hinted to his presence in an attempt to draw her out. If she was serious about wanting to keep "playing" with him, she would come to him.
 
“Vatican Representative to make rounds at local churches” the headline read, and she knew exactly who that was. How exciting, he came to visit her again.
 
He made his rounds, as the news said, the priests happy to have someone of such high standing within the church grace them. He just had to wait it out. She would come. A woman like her had to.
 
He was visiting one of the larger churches, when he saw platinum blonde hair, and a surprisingly revealing dress. Could it be?
 
A priest got to her before he could.
"Madam, I must insist you cover yourself in the house of God..." He requested humbly.
 
She looked up and smiled. “Of course, my sincerest apologies..” she said. She pulled her shawl over her chest, neatly covering herself. She looked back past the priest, looking at Derek. “I was simply waiting for someone..”
 
He bowed his head gently and allowed her to proceed further into the church. Derek was watching her, trying to force down his anxiety.
 
She got up slowly and moved towards the exit, passing by him. She touched his hand, and he caught a whiff of her perfume.
 
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