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Jugger x Alisa

She tossed him a entire silk suit, "Put this on, we are going somewhere nice tonight, oh and meet Saint." she pointed to a hulkingly massive man sitting in the corner. The man stood up he was a massive man almost seven feet tall and over two hundred and fifty pounds, he was a mortal, but he didnt need to be immortal to be intimidating. "Go get the car saint, we are going out." The man nodded and walked off. "He is harmless dont worry, hes just a big teddy bear." She laughed at the clear irony of the statement. "Go shower and put the suit on."
 
Nathan turned white when he saw the huge hulking man and Nathan felt like he had shrunk down so that she was even a giant compared to him...Even if she was just a few inches taller than he would be. When Saint walked by, he shuddered at the cold chill he got from the man. "If you say so..." He replied when she said he was harmless. He doubted that entirely. When she spoke to him to go and take a shower, he frowned. "My arms are crippled. Its like they're paralyzed thanks to you. How the hell am I supposed to go and shower if I have no control of my hands?"
 
"You will find that they arent, the healing should have taken place by now and you should be even stronger than you were before." She walked over and pulled his arms out and extended them, then bent his elbows and moved each one of his fingers, told ya." She scoffed and walked off into the living room and turned on the tv to the news, and watched it blankly, Saint walked back into the room, "Car is out front." he said in a monotone voice, it was clear he had a large amount of respect for her, sprinkled with a tiny bit of fear.
 
"Son of a bitch..." He said in surprise as he looked at his hands, seeing that they were actually healed. "That wine worked wonders..." He murmured, still not knowing he drank some of her blood. He took the silk suit and walked into the shower, but turned to look at her. He frowned as he looked at her, wondering why him of all people she would have shown mercy to. "No watching." He ordered her before turning to go into the shower, though he frowned when he saw there was no lock on the door. "Fucking..." He shook his head and stripped down before hopping into the shower, turning on the hot water, and began to clean himself off as the hot water hit his body.
 
Alisa got up curiously, knowing exactly what she was going to do, scare the living bejezus out of the hunter, seeing as it was time for some fun and she wanted to show him she wasnt all that bad, she silently walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the curtain, she reached a hand through the back and pinched his left butt cheek.
 
He jumped up when he felt a pinch to his ass, and he lost leverage and fell down hard in the shower, hitting his head hard against the wall. He was in the fetal position in the tub, holding his head as it somewhat leaked a little bit of his blood out. "Shit! God dammit what the hell is wrong with you!?" he said as he continued to hold his head in pain.
 
Alisa laughed hysterically, for several minutes she had to sit down on the toilet to regain her composure.

"Everything okay in there?" Saint yelled from down the hallway.

"Yeah saint everything is fine." She said and was still laughing.

"Get up, lets go." She said laughing out the doorway, the sound of a big man laughing was heard from the hallway as she told the story to saint.
 
"God damn you..." He whispered to her as she sat there laughing on the toilet. Eventually his bleeding stopped and he had washed his head free of blood. Getting out, he dried himself off before dressing himself in the clothes she had supplied for him. He sat in the bathroom for a moment, trying to figure out what he got himself into...He knew he would more than likely die by the end of this dilemma. He shook his head. "We all have to die someday." He said before standing up to go out and meet Alisa and Saint in the hallway. "I'm ready...lets get going then..."
 
Saint rushed out ahead of them, and opened the door to a midnight black bently phantom, he offered Alisa her hand as she stepped in and motioned for the hunter to follow, once in the car Alisa pulled out another cigarette, lit it and rolled down the window, she turned on the sterio with the remote and some sweet classical music began to play, she cracked her neck as the hunter got in the car and saint shut the door, he got in and started driving. "We are going to a nice french restaraunt in the rich side of town, erm, whats your name?" She turned to the hunter.
 
"Nathan...Nathan Stone..." He replied to her softly as he looked out the window, having rolled it down so he did not smell the cigarette smoke that she was giving off from the cigarette she was smoking. "Damn...Is there a time you don't smoke?" He said to her annoyed as he didn't bother to learn her name. If thy were ot be partners, he would learn it eventually. "And why are you treating me out? I prefer a meal from a box than some fancy food. I'm not one to eat fancy..." He murmured annoyed at her.
 
"Because, Stone, I rather like that last name, im going to call you stone from now on mister grumpy pants, you will be living with me, hunting with me and under my security, we stirred up alot of trouble a few hours ago, a vampire defending a hunter, regardless of the fact that it was my kill they will still go back to the leader of the chapter in that area and something will be done, you see i wasnt in my own territory, so by all vampiric laws i should have left you alone, i spared you a brutal and agonizing death that no one deserves, and if you will be living with me, you will be living my lifestyle."
 
"And who the hell says I will be living with you? I agreed to help you by becoming your partner in hunting vampires, but who the hell said I would leave the Cygnis Order with everything that I own, every weapon, every armor, every mag I have, and just leave it all behind to just live with you?" He turned to look at her with a glare. "MY lifestyle is MY choice. I don't want you to force me to do anything because its how you live, otherwise this deal is off and you can kill me right here and now." Though...He hoped she wouldn't kill him.
 
"Saint stop the car." The car came to a screeching halt in the middle of a busy intersection, "Go then, but i guarantee, without me, you wont even make it back to your order, word has spread around, and now you are the hunter that got spared, youre special, and they wanna know why, you will take ten steps out of this vehicle and you will be captured and taken back to a lair, and tortured and broken and then if you dont break you will be killed, but trust me, you WILL break, and then your entire order, will be destroyed." cars whizzed by horns honked, an accident happened to their left, Saint sat there stone cold, youd think someone could shoot him and he wouldnt let out a sound, it was clear he only had a singular purpose and that was to follow Alisas orders, if he told her to jump off a hundred foot cliff and die, he would, "I can provide you with weapons, better weapons, made from the finest materials, if you need something customized we can do that, I have the means to supply you with the resources you need, you will get everything back and more, but if you step out of this car and into that street, you will die, and that is not your purpose, you wont allow it, you know what is right stone."
 
He bit his lip. She was right...Every word of it. "Damn..." He shook his head. "Fine...We'll play it your way...but I'm still going back for my weapons, armor, and everything else...They all have sedimental value to me. I need them, I made them myself and they're all special to me." He frowned. "Look...I'm sorry alright? Just...Drive. Do whatever. I'm sorry." He obviously was beaten. He could not say anything else. Not even the Cygnis Order would be able to protect him if he was the main goal. To protect them, he would have to only travel during the day to meet them and never at the night, otherwise the Order's safety would be terminated and everyone would die, leaving the vampires to roam freely to their hearts' content.
 
"Fine, tomorrow saint will take you, lets go saint." The man started driving again, "Now, listen to me very carefully." She stopped for a second, rolled her eyes, and took a drag of her cigarette, "Im sorry i got you into this." She quickly turned away, Alisa was never sorry, she never cared if she hurt anyone, she was a killer, but for some reason, she felt bad for this, Stone, she had pulled him into her world, and now he was under her care, the car arrived at the restaraunt, and saint got out and opened the door.
 
"Tch...don't worry about it. You saved my life after almost ending it. The least I could do is at least help you get on good terms with the Cygnis Order." He said with a frown as he opened the car door when they arrived to the restaurant. He thanked Saint before closing the door and looking to the restaurant. "Never been here before..." He murmured as he walked with her into the restaurant and looked around. He saw many who were clearly vampires, and stuck close to Alisa. He was unarmed, so he would not be able to take on any of them, even the weakest of them. "Are you sure you can protect me while we're here...?"
 
Saint smiled, and said in is low deep voice, "They wont touch her, and if they do, ill simply tear them apart."

They walked to the door and the doorman let them in she was immediatly seated at a corner table and saint stood next to them.

A waiter in a suit approached them and with two bottles of wine, "The port Zinfandel 1873 or the Chateu de france 1842?" He said.

"The '73 please." Alisa said and the man poured the two of them a glass of wine.

"Alright mam ill be back with the menus."

Saint stood silently in the corner.
 
'I knew he wasn't harmless...' Nathan thought in his head when he heard Saint tell him how he would attack any vampires that would attack her. Nathan followed Alisa inside and sat down with her at the table and grabbed the wine bottle, rather than just the small glass. "I'll take that..." He said as he shooed off the waiter while he began to drink wine from the bottle. "Sorry to tell you but just because we're in fancy luxury, I'm not going to act 'proper'. Thats not me." Nathan turned his attention to Saint and then looked back to Alisa. "Is he not eating with us or anything...? Seems like we're just using him if he isn't at least at the table eating with us...right? Or at least at his own table...?"
 
"Saint doesnt eat, he doesnt need to, at least not food, he feeds off of my sacrament, he is mortal yes, but he is no normal mortal, saint, demonstrate."

Saint pulled out a knife from his pocket and drove it into his arm, not even flinching, he twisted, and pulled it out, he didnt even bleed.

"So you see, saint is a hybrid, hes alive but he has all of my strengths and none of my weaknesses, he doesnt need to eat, he doesnt need to sleep."

The waiter returned with their menus and Alisa began looking them over, they were all in french. "If you need any help ordering just let me know."
 
"Um...Just..." He was trying to figure out the menu, but what Saint did still surprised him. He seemed to be distracted...A hybrid human...Shaking the thought from his head, he tossed the menu onto the table and leaned back in the chair as he looked to Alisa. "Just order me something with meat and less vegetables...I need my OWN blood to come back to me..." He then felt like eyes were watching him when he said that and he sulked in his chair. "Maybe...not...the uh...best thing to say when I'm in a room of vampires...is it...?"
 
A few vampires looked to their table and gave a menacing smile, one stood up and walked over slowly, predator like, Saint did his job, he stepped out from his corner and into the vampires path, he dwarfed the vampire, the vampire sized him up and for a few seconds a stare down happened, the vampire snarled and walked away.

"See, nothing to worry about." the waiter approached and Alisa said, "Nous avons deux steaks moyennes rares, mauvais ont un cΓ΄tΓ© de fried asperges, et certains beignets de crabe." The man nodded and walked off. "I ordered us steak and a side of fried asparagus and crab cakes." She took a sip of her wine as saint walked back to his place.
 
"Thats...amazing." He said when his eyes seemed to be baffled at how well she could speak French. He took a sip from the bottle and laid it down on the table and pushed it over to her. "Refill if you need to. You're already going to be drinking my blood more than likely. I doubt you would feel disgusted to drink from something I've drunk from." He said with a shrug as he looked to Saint. "Its kind of ironic how he got his name...Saint, pure and innocent, yet he's tasted the dead's blood to be as if he were immortal and he seems anything but innocent when it comes to protecting you."
 
"Thats the point, you have to have a little humor dont you?" She refilled her glass, "And i dont doubt that you have already drank mine." She smirked and took another sip, she put a cigarette in her mouth and a man walked by and lit it. "Gotta love that." She said as she inhaled and exhaled. The food arrived shortly and Alisa cut into hers and began eating, the steak bled and she smiled as she chewed her food, "This is quite literally." she swallowed, "The best food in town" She took another sip of her wine. "So tell me stone, how did you get into the buisness that youre in, and please be vague with the details." she said shooting him a hinting stare that none of the vampires here knew he was a hunter and it was best to keep it that way.
 
His eyebrows seemed to go into a position to make him look confused when she mentioned that he had already drank some of her blood. "What are you talking about...?" He murmured before looking down to the steak. He watched her eat and hoped that his steak wasn't as bloody as hers. He took a knife and fork and began to cut into the steak as he heard her speak to him. "Well...I don't really know why they picked me. They just found me walking the street one night after having been beaten up by a street gang. They just drove up in one of those vans that people often joke that pedophiles used, some people came out and grabbed me, put a stocking on my head and drove off. Next thing I knew, they put me in arm- er...A suit...and began to teach me the basics against my will for a good month. When I was out...I was a changed man and was in the business I am now. Good thing I have no family here. They're in a different state."
 
She smiled, "Remember the wine, it wasnt the wine that healed you, my blood was in the wine." She took another bite of her steak. "How else do you think you healed, youre not stupid, i just thought you would have figured it out sooner, either that or you chose to forget it." She took a big sip of her wine, waiting for his reaction.
 
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