Interlude Part 1: Scarlet Devil Mansion Glen !!IwLmyyA2R0 2011/08/22 (Mon) 05:35 No. 36314 ▼ File 131399134312.jpg - (213.38KB, 850x892 , sample-8bda65bb713ae022af9aacd28bd0d982.jpg)
[X] Tell Remilia only what she needs to hear.
[X] Tell Flandre or Sakuya the whole thing later.
[X} Sleep. I can't think straight.
I related the story to Remilia the best I could, from the night previous where I killed Rumia all the way up to my nightmare above the lake. I omitted the part about "Cirno" in the nightmare, saying only that I died. Of all the people in this mansion, Remilia was the last person I wanted to know about that. I never really trusted her, and the look in her eyes as I related my story betrayed no thoughts or emotion, only a small tapping of her fingers against the chair as she listened to me was the only reaction I received.
I finished my story and went straight to the point. "Basically Reimu and I agreed that we need your help, Remilia," I said. "If this curse gets worse, then we don't know who could be affected by it. If Utsuho or yourself, Yukari or Flandre became hyper-aggressive, and started ignoring the spellcard rules... well, no offense, but I'd hate to have to kill you, yeah?"
Remilia chuckled. "As if you could kill me," she said, almost taunting me. "So what are you trying to ask of me then?"
"We want your help," I stated simply. Remilia narrowed her eyes.
"You want my help?" She asked me. "Why?"
"Um..." I looked down and thought for a second. "Well, we want this resolved quickly. Reimu said that we're calling on all of our allies for this, so I came to you. We've been close to the mansion for a while now, so..." I chuckled; damn, that stare was making me nervous. "So we came to you. What do you say Remilia?"
Remilia leaned back and looked up, thinking. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and her wings did the closest thing bat wings can do to fluttering. For whatever reason, I noticed that they had grown; they were already bigger than she was tall, but they seemed to have gotten even larger. Come to think of it, Flandre's wings had gotten bigger the last time I had seen them; there was an extra blue crystal at the tips, but they were still noticably bigger. Maybe that's what vampires did instead of growing?
"No."
Huh?
"Wait, what? Why not?" I asked. Knowing how Remilia felt about Reimu, I figured she jump at a chance to help us out.
"Well first off, you presume that I wanted to help," Remilia explained, standing up from the chair and pushing it aside. She leaned on the bed. "Secondly, who says that I'm not already cursed, hmm?" She grinned and got up on the bed on her knees. "I'm not, but did you ever consider that? And finally, maybe I like everything in Gensokyo going to hell. It would give me the perfect excuse to feed on humans and youkai alike, wouldn't it?" She started crawling closer to me on the bed, putting her hands on either side of my legs. She bared her fangs and made a hissing sound. "I could start with you, couldn't I? You're weak right now, and I haven't fed on a living human in quite a while... it's always the meals Sakuya prepares for me..."
Remilia crawled up until she was in my face. I felt a shiver go up my spine as she sat up and put her hands on my shoulders. I took a calming breath; Remilia wasn't really going to bite me. This was one of her many ways of manipulation Sakuya told me once: By instilling fear, and maybe a little bit of desire. Child or not, it was easy to forget that Remilia had five centuries of practice in every art of manipulation, including intimidation and seduction... you know, if you were into kids, I guess.
It was still freaky though; her breath smelled like blood as she leaned in and touched my nose with hers. All I could see were those blood-red eyes, the pupils like slits as I felt her try to stare into my soul... or maybe my fate? That was her power, after all. Remilia foled her wings around me and her, covering our faces and shrouding us. She licked her lips and narrowed her eyes. "I could take you now, and no one would say a word to Reimu," she whispered. "And I would gladly watch Gensokyo tear itself apart in bloodshed."
Alright, what to dow when Remilia acts like this... uh, Reimu said stay calm and stuff. Man, it's hard with that face staring at you though. "Yeah, you'd like that I guess," I replied, keeping my stare as level as possible. Don't play into her intimidation, that was another thing. "But I'd kill you before you got to saw it."
"Oh?" Remilia grabbed me by the hair and yanked my head sideways, exposing the side of my neck. She leaned in and licked it. Damn, that shouldn't tingle! I tried not flipping out as she opened her mouth and hissed again, pressing her fangs down on my skin but not piercing.
"Look, if you're not going to help, then let me go," I said. "I don't have time to play games with you; I'll need to find someone else to support us."
"Mmmmm...." Remilia licked my neck again and lifted up, her eyes gleaming as she stared into mine. "Trying so hard not to appear frightened, but I can feel your blood racing, Marisa," She grinned darkly and let go of my hair. "Maybe I'll start my own investigation... I have the resources after all."
"Yeah, but you want to help Reimu," I kept the conversation on the main subject. "And by saying that, are you saying that you don't really want Gensokyo to fall apart?"
"Hmm... maybe not, I suppose," Remilia grabbed me by the shoulders again and pushed me down until I was laying down, the vampire sitting on my stomach and looking down at me. I guess this was the seduction angle?
...Man, with that face and her posture, she does look nice. It's... it's her eyes. Is she trying to hypnotize me? I shut my eyes and took a deep breath, keeping my composure. "Will... you help us, Remilia?" I felt the pressure lighten up on my stomach, but realized that Remilia was now laying on me. I opened one eye in time to see her close hers and kiss me. That tingling sensation again, this time coming from my mouth. Fine, two can play at this game.
I leaned upward and kissed back, grabbing her hat and flinging it off of her head so I could run my hands through her hair. I felt hesitation on Remilia's part, and knew I had struck a nerve; she wasn't used to her own game being played against her. I took the advantage and ran my tongue along hers, and Remilia shivered. It was awkward, kissing a little girl, but if the only way to get her to listen was to fight dirty, then I'd do it.
I managed to move up to a sitting position and put my arms around Remilia, pulling her closer. I opened my eyes and backed off, looking at her as she took a breath and opened hers. She was blushing furiously, so I figured that meant that I had won. "Well...?" I asked.
"...I'll think about it." Score! Marisa 1, Remilia 0! "But don't think I forgot about this," Remilia continued. "...although, you're pretty good, I guess."
"Lots of practice," I grinned. "Maybe when you're older I'll tell you about it." Remilia frowned at the joke and got off the bed, folding her wings around herself like a cloak.
"Sakuya, I'm leaving," she declared, looking as the maid picked up Remilia's hat and dusted it off, setting it gently against the vampire's blue hair. "Make sure Marisa gets some rest. I'll come to a decision in the morning about her."
"Yes, Mistress."
"And Sakuya? Come to my room later."
"...Yes, Mistress." With that, Remilia stalked out of the room, shutting the door behind her. I caught a glimpse of dirty blonde hair as she shut the door and grinned. Flandre must have been waiting to come in after they were done talking.
"Sorry about getting you in trouble," I said to Sakuya. "What's she gonna do to you?"
"It's late at night and she wants me in her room, so you can guess," Sakuya chuckled, taking the chair Remilia was sitting in and turned it the right way to sit in it.
"Ah... and you're okay with that?"
"Well... I guess," the maid answered after a moment's thought. "I mean, I can't say no or she'll kill me... and I promised my loyalty to her in exchange for letting me live. Until I die from combat or old age, then I must serve the Mistress."
"I don't think I could handle that," I said, leaning back on the pillows and looking up at the ceiling. I could still taste Remilia on my lips and licked them. "Taking orders from a master like that... no, definitely couldn't. Abusive relationships just aren't my thing."
"I understand," Sakuya smiled. "I'm not exactly thrilled with it, but I'll do what it takes to make her happy."
"You love your Mistress that much?"
"I suppose..."
I grinned. "Lolicon," I teased. Sakuya blushed.
"No, don't misunderstand. The mistress is simply hungry."
"Uh-huh..."
Silence fell between us for a second. I looked down and suppressed my memories as they pecked at the corners of my mind, and I gripped my sheets. Remilia was a nice distraction, but with her gone, I naturally drifted back to what had happened before. I looked over at Sakuya as she walked over to the vanity where she had set a pitcher of tea and a couple of extra cups. She poured me a cup and walked back over, handing it to me. I accepted the tea gratefully and tried to ignore the fact that it looked suspiciously like blood.
"Say, Sakuya..." I began, thinking. "Have you been having weird dreams lately?"
"Hm? What kind of dreams?" Sakuya looked at me, her violet eyes calm and inquiring.
"Well... there's something I didn't tell Remilia," I confessed. "You see, during my nightmare, I fought... something. It looked like Cirno, but it was... a lot stronger. She defeated me like she was nothing, told me that she would do this until I accepted what she wanted me to do."
"And what is that?" Sakuya asked.
"She..." I looked down. "She wants me to start killing everyone. She tells me it would be easier to ignore the spellcard rules, go back to exterminating youkai the way we used to..."
"And she says that if you don't do as she asks, she'll kill you over and over again until you do. Does that sound about right?" Sakuya leaned back. "Yes, she's visited me in my dreams as well, Marisa."
"What is she?" I asked. "She's so powerful... and what she did to me... I..." I shook my head. "Sakuya, I haven't felt that violated in a long time... And it's not something I want to feel again. How do you deal with it?"
"It's just a dream, Marisa," Sakuya assured me, offering her hand. I took her hand in mine and she gave me a gentle smile. "She can't hurt you. She can try to influence you, but she can't control you."
I nodded. "Is this... how the youkai are being cursed? Maybe they're more susceptible to dreams, yeah?"
"Perhaps... Yes, that seems likely," Sakuya nodded. She let go of my hand and stood. "Marisa, would you like me to come back tonight?"
"...please."
"Then I will," The maid began walking toward the door. "We'll talk later, Marisa. Get some rest until now."
"Yeah..."
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stopped. She quickly walked from Marisa's room and down several hallways, past Flandre as she snuck behind Remilia, then past her mistress to the master bedroom. She pulled off her headdress and set it aside, undid her braids and sat down in the chair next to Remilia's bed. Time started again, and when Remilia bid her sister goodnight, she was completely unsurprised to see that Sakuya had beaten her to the bedroom.
"You wished to see me, Mistress?"
"Yeah..." Remilia took off her hat and tugged at her ascot, pulling it off and setting it on her hat. She then glared at Sakuya and bared her fangs. "Just where does she get off doing that to me?!" Sakuya shrugged, remaining calm as Remilia growled and began to pace the room. The charismatic vampire had these rants occasionally, venting her inner frustrations to one of the few people willing to listen. "She dared to resist me! Me! The Scarlet Devil! Not only that, but she turned my manipulations around and embarrassed me!"
"Well... only I was there to see it, Mistress," Sakuya offered. Remilia glared at stretched her wings.
"That doesn't make it any better!" Remilia cried. "In fact, that makes it worse! To know that my own head maid, saw me fall while I was in my element! How did she know how to counter my ability?"
"Perhaps Miss Reimu told her?" Sakuya suggested. Remilia blushed and looked down.
"But... Reimu wouldn't betray me! Besides, there's no way she could have known that Marisa and I would end up in that situation!" Remilia stamped her foot in anger, and Sakuya had to suppress a smile. Remilia throwing a tantrum was undeniably cute. "W-well, as long as that witch keeps her mouth shut about it! I'll just threaten her!"
"Yes, Mistress," Sakuya remained passive, nodding her consent to Remilia's future actions. Inside, it irritated her immensely that Remilia felt the need to use force in this case, but the maid knew better than to speak out of turn.
"But that's enough about that... I'm thirsty now..." Remilia walked up to and behind Sakuya, putting her hands on the maid's shoulders. "I'll come to a real decision about her tomorrow, as I said earlier."
"Yes, Mistress." Sakuya closed her eyes as Remilia grabbed her hair and pulled her head aside, opened her mouth to bear her fangs, and pressed down on Sakuya's neck, hungrily drinking up the lifeblood that poured out. Sakuya's eyes widened involuntarily as her body started twitching with each drink that Remilia took.
"Yes..." Remilia hissed as she licked her lips and folded her wings in. "It's going to be a delicious night..."
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I blew out the candle that one of the maids had left for me, shrouding the room in darkness. I curled up in the center of the bed and tried to gather my thoughts, but like before, all I could think about was what happened earlier. It wasn't Cirno, but I couldn't get it out of my head that it was Cirno. Heh... it was ironic that the vision of the fairy I had was everything that she wanted to be: she was fast, powerful, and extremely deadly.
I rolled over and nearly jumped out of my skin. Flandre was standing right there.
"GAH!" I screamed. Flandre giggled. "You scared me nearly to death Flan!" The small vampire's red eyes glowed in the dark. I had long ago gotten over my fear of Flandre ever since Sakuya helped her to control herself a bit. Patchy had also helped in that regard, and although still childish and extremely destructive, the Flandre standing before me was more mature and in control of herself than the one from the Scarlet Mist incident so long ago.
"I heard a part of your conversation with Sis," Flandre said. "Are things really that bad?"
"... They could be, Flan," I replied, sitting up as she sat at the edge of my bed. Her wings gave a soft glow in the darkness. "That's why I need Remilia's help. Ideally, Reimu said if I could get the whole of the mansion as our allies, that would be best."
"I'll help!" Flandre declared, grinning. "Whatever the trouble is, I can just go ky-" I clamped my hand over Flandre's mouth before she got the word out. When she said kyu, things tended to explode.
"Th-thanks, Flan," I patted her on the head. "Say, why are you up anyway? Shouldn't you be asleep right now? Or have you went back to being a normal vampire?" As if on cue, Flandre yawned.
"I've been having bad dreams, Marisa..." She said after a moment.
Aw crap.
"Well... have you done what they say?"
"No! Sis says that the only orders I should take are the ones she or Miss Sakuya or Miss Knowledge tell me, so I ignore the voices that tell me to do bad things! I just go kyu and the dreams go away!" In the darkness something made a popping sound. Damn, didn't catch her this time.
"Well that's good," I told her.
"But they still scare me," Flandre looked down. "I've been sleeping with Sis, but tonight she and Miss Sakuya are eating, so I can't sleep in there."
"Well, that's unfortunate."
"Can I sleep with you, Marisa?"
"...eh?" I blinked. Slowly. Dozens of images entered my head, all of them involving Flandre doing inappropriate things to me, or the other way around. I blushed so badly I could feel my face radiating heat, and would have been thankful for the dark if it weren't for the fact that Flandre could see just as well at night as I could during the day. "Flandre, I don't think you're old enough for that..."
"But... I'm five hundred and seven now!" Flandre complained. "And Sis and I sleep together all the time!"
Oh... I knew what she meant, but the image of Remilia dominating her sister in the dirtiest way imaginable invaded my brain. I put and hands over my nose and prayed to all the gods there were that Flandre wouldn't be hungry tonight... and that was the second worst thing I've ever thought. I took a deep breath and erased it from my mind the best I could.
"W-well... sure, why not?" Smooth, Marisa, real smooth. "Yeah, you can stay here, there's more than enough room for us."
"Hooray!" Flandre hopped off the bed and disappeared into the darkness. I lay back down and separated the pillows out a bit so she would have one as well. A few seconds later Flandre got in the bed and got up against me. "Mm, Marisa's warm."
"Uh... thanks?" I patted Flandre as she snuggled up against me, planting her face in my breasts. I blushed again but knew that she didn't mean anything by it, so I just put my arms around her and closed my eyes.
"Marisa chases the bad dreams away..." Yawned the girl. Well... I guess? Maybe she'd do the same for me.
"Good night, Flandre," I whispered.
"Good night, Marisa!"
... I didn't have any bad dreams that night.
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Sakuya entered Marisa's room a few hours later, wearing a button-up pajama shirt and matching pants. She was headed for bed when she remembered that she agreed to come see Marisa again before she went to sleep, and so detoured to the witch's room. She walked up to the edge of the bed and held her candle up. Briefly her eyes widened in surprise, but quickly gave way to a warm expression at the sight before her.
Marisa was asleep, and in her arms Flandre slept quietly, both of them the image of peace and quiet. Neither of them moved a muscle in their dreamless slumber. Sakuya bent down to pick up Flandre's discarded clothes, grabbed Marisa's witch outfit from the floor, and quietly left the room. She set the clothes on top of a basket of bloody laundry and left the two to sleep. Sweet dreams, both of you.
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When Marisa wakes up, what should her next action be?
[ ] Take a bath. Sakuya will probably have provided one anyway.
[ ] Go see if Remilia's made a decision yet. The mission takes priority!
[ ] Go check on Patchouli. You need to see her for yourself.
Also, pick a Color:
[ ] Blue
[ ] Yellow
[ ] Red
[ ] Green