The Dark Masion

1:15am

 “Would you stop messing with your boobs? You act like you have never been a woman before.” Camille snapped as Derek started to raise his hands up to his chest again to mess with the sagging breast. “They just feel so old, and saggy. If this is what it's like to become an old woman, I'm glad I'm a man, but I don't wanna see you!” Derek let out a loud laugh. Derek and Camille were transformed into two elderly women, round in the face, gray hair, round bodies and of course sagging beast as Derek was complaining. 

 “We do not age you simpleton,” Camille rolled her eyes as they walked down the main street of the quiet little town Plainfield.

  Derek looked over at her and tried to give her one of his wicked smiles, but it would not work this time like he hoped since he looked like such a old woman, so she just laughed at him and his face went straight and serious, “Ok fine, see if I give you anything anymore,” he let out a deep sigh and looked down the road at the hardware store, then back up the road to the general store and the little tailor that sat next to it. “It's been an hour and we have seen no sign of anyone in town or even going to the graveyard, we should finish putting up these flyers for the haunted house and head back to the manor so we can let the queen know. If this dark soul is out, he isn't interested in this appearance, if he is he wont make a move and Hel only knows why.” Derek snapped his fingers and a cloud of black smoke rose from the ground and then fell back down and disappeared, he was in his human form now. Camille agreed and snapped her fingers to bring up the same cloud as Derek and come out of it in her human form. Derek walked up to her and cupped her cheek in his hand, “there has been something bothering you? I can feel it.” He wanted to go into her mind but she blocked him out. Camille pulled away from his hand and gasped for a breath of air, “I am fine nothing is wrong.” she snapped,  “Then why are you blocking me from your mind, is there something you're hiding?” He tried to step in front of her but she moved around him. “why do you close your mind when we make Love?” She made quotation marks in the air as she said love. “What are you talking about? You are in every inch of my mind when we connect,” Derek’s voice starts to rise but he relaxes himself, “Truly what are you talking about?”

 Camille lets out a deep and depressing sigh, “I know Derek and even as hard as you try to keep it in the back of your mind, as hard as you try to keep the door away from me and have me running every time we are connected, I know, I saw you. I saw Adora and you last week.” as she said the last of it she felt a huge weight of relief come off her shoulders.

 He didn't say anything for a moment, when he did he was calm and quite, “come here,” he told her, “come here and I will show you are queen who is so lonely” She looked at him and jealousy ran across her face, “that's why you bed her almost every night? SHE IS LONELY?  YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!” she threw her arms in the air as he tried to grab her and calm her down.

 “She is the Queen,” He snapped. “And the one who gave us life! She breathed her very breath into us so we could have lived! Do not disrespect her so we did not tell you because we did not want to hurt you, but as her servants it is our obligation to make the Queen happy.”

 “Did not want to hurt me? Why could you not be a man and tell me the truth! That at night you were running off to sleep with a queen after you were inside me!” She screamed at him and he covered her mouth with his hand, “you need to calm down this is not the place.” he pulled her into the alley in between the butcher and the blacksmiths. He pushed her up onto the wall, he placed his hands on the wall so her head was in between his arms and he pushed his groin into hers, “what are you doing!” She whaled. 

  Before she could do anything else he pushed his lips into hers and unlocked everything for her to see, every time he walked in on the Queen trying to drink her sorrow and life away, every time he walked in on her in the tube with her wrists open and bleeding, wounds that took days to heal because she used a special blade to cut into her arms, the time he walked in on her hanging herself, each time she was successful, to a point, because each time she did kill herself, her immortal body would heal itself bring her back to life, a little present Loki left in her from the torching days they had together. Derek could feel the tears running down Camille's face and he pulled away, “I had no idea.” She went quiet.

 “No, no you didn't. Our Queen to you is strong and brave, she has been our leader for over a century and we had no idea of the pain, but each time she killed herself, I could feel it, and I bet you did too, she created us, so in some way we are still connected. You can embrace it like I have and be loyal to her, or you can push it aside, but I for one I'm grateful to my life that was created by the queen, who values not only myself but you as well. We did not tell you simply because I did not feel like it was the right time.”

 Camille looked up at Derek, tears rolling down from her hazel eyes, “ I don't think its fair you make that decision for me, look at how I found out.” 

 “I know and I do apologize, that was not how I wanted you to find out.” He cupped her face in his hand again but this time she leaned into him for a kiss, he met her kiss with the same passion. “Let's get back to the manor, we still have a lot of preparing for tomorrow's haunted house.”