Beyond Her Kiss

Chapter 9-Cazir Castle

Being chased was nothing like the movies. The stars or rather the actora looks courageous, heroic, desirable, and in the power of the situation. The fact and the reality were far withdrawn from that beautiful version of running.

The two ran through a labyrinth of skyscrapers and snaking side highways as the sky rumbled, and heavy rain bounced off the street. But right now Sheila Marie's legs were burning to run and run quickly, charring to cover not meters but miles, and every fourth step she twists her ankle almost fit to snap.

A storm had muffled the sun, graying the world around them. Drops of rain beat against their skin like hammers. Both weren't at all fazed by it. Her goody shoes were crusted in mud and the storm had ravaged her blond hair into a tangled mess. She wasn't frightened. To someone who had hardly ever been past the foolishness of this event, this was a grand adventure unlike when she was on active duty, those moments were all under her officer-in command responsibilities.

However, Sheila Marie was dying for air and the need to stop. "Vergel, if you are a genuine vampyre why were you not running fast like a blur?" She asked while breathing heavily. She only realizes the rain was cold because her skin carries the heat of her blood. After all, her inner energies burn strong. She realizes the screaming of her lungs and the will of her muscles to go far beyond what exercise could ever demand. This was the body and brain of full survival mode, and it is nothing but pain.

"I can run faster than you can never imagine little human, but if I do that then you will be dead in a second, and my mission is to bring you alive and unharmed is that even clear?," Vergel murmured. The rain brought a richness to each hue, the air heightens in a way that soothes his heart, brings a calmness to his soul, yet his worried towards the human was tangible.

Running was his dance, the way his spirit choose to fly, to weave itself into the uplifting harsh world and find the peace he needed, the inner peace to conquer and accomplish his goal.

"Will you give me permission to carry you, so we can reach our destination faster?" He asked. Wondering why the hell he needs her permission. He could have carried her without asking, but he did anyway.

"Yes," she answered him back as he took a glance in his eyes. She could see something in his eyes, sinister hues that convey trouble. Then unexpectedly he carried her on his shoulder as he runs faster than before and everything went into a blur.

"Just close your eyes," he said, his feet were made to travel at speed and as light as the paws of a lion. Breathing steady, Vergel ran down the sidewalk, his feet hitting the concrete hard, sending shockwaves right up to his brain. His lung didn't heave, nonetheless, every part of him felt like it would break if he didn't stop. He was worried about this human, he can hear her thoughts went into a panic. But his responsibility was in peril, and she was his whole world, his duty. It was time to run like all his body knew how to do, then he summons the portal.

Sheila Marie could not see anything around him as she closes her eyes, and at the speed of his running, she did not even realize that she was very close to him and her brain was dazed and frightened as if she was riding a roller coaster then a surprising sickness hit her harder than she could imagine, her heart beats frantically, her breath came in small spurts, heated and nervous.

She could barely overcome the momentum of his sudden stop and fell to her bottom as she puked almost all the contents of her stomach. "Are you okay? Vergel murmured and patted her back slowly.

"What the hell was that, never do that again." She cried aloud, throwing herself forward with even tremendous unease. Her lungs and heart were pumping, but the air didn't seem to be enough as she sprinted toward the little bush, shock trembling in her exhausted limbs as she throws up all remaining fluid in her stomach.

"The f**k was that, Oh goodness me? That wasn't running, wasn't it? ...bu the way where are we?" she looks around, amazed by the sheer beauty of their surroundings.

"Cazir Castle, Tipperary"

"What?" her tears filled her eyes as she surveyed the place.

"We are in Ireland." Vergel's eyes flashed for a second and he looks at her passionately as if she was something from his forgotten dreams even her hair tangled in mess.

"Ireland? What the hell, that wasn't running, that was...Oh my God, bloody s**t, that was a country away from bloody Florida" Sheila Marie chewed on her bottom lip, this wasn't making any sense, yet here she was.

"Yes, we run for a while then I opened a portal," Vergel smirked, he knew this woman was on the verge of fainting yet her reasoning was trying to hummer her head for answers, to her millions of questions.

"Oh, God...A portal, how cliche!" Her lower lip trembled as she added, "...this place is wonderful, omg! is that a castle over there?"

"Yes, my castle." Vergel pull her up and carried her. He smells like sunshine and ocean put together. She thought how could he smell so nice? Does all vampyre smell like the ocean?

"No...dear" Vergel smirks at her as she turns scarlet, she needs to learn how to suppress her thoughts though.

An eerie silence settled over Cazir Castle. The broad howling sound of the unusual breeze disappeared together. Birds of prey and land predators prowling their next meal froze in place as though aware of the great foreign energy, appearing from somewhere. The sounds, the activity, all the signs of life that replenished the light just stopped. The wildlife knew what was emerging from the bowel of earth.

For around eight hundred years, Cazir Castle has stood proud, strategically positioned on a rocky island surrounded by the swirling Sea of Suir. It was first constructed in the thirteenth century and originally built for the vampyre tsar and in the middle of the century, though for much of its history it has been in the possession of Vutler's family.

On the site of an earlier Irish stone fort known as Cazir fort and was one of the ancient residences of the tsar

Vergel's father, Virgilio Vutler was granted the prestigious title of Chief Vutler of Ireland, a position of honor that meant that if the English tsar came to Ireland, it would be the Chief Vutler's role to ensure there was plenty of food and drink. It came with the perk of being granted fifteen percent of all wine imported into Ireland, ensuring that the family became fabulously wealthy.

Through their wealth and political favor, the Vutlers would go on to become one of the most powerful vampyre families in Ireland.

"If you look carefully at the stone wall surrounding the castle as you first enter, you can notice an iron cannonball that is a legacy of the first serious vampire siege of the castle that occurred in 1489," Vergel said and continue narrating.

At the time, the castle and its garrison were commanded by Vergel. In opposition to his brother Dennis the Earl of Vormond, Vergel took the side of the Irish lords who rose in rebellion against Commander Fe. The most powerful leader of vampyre in her time. However, she proved to be an unwise choice of commander.

In a move that baffled the court back in England, Commander Fe marched her three hundred strong armies of vampyre south into Cazir island instead of directing them at the heart of the uprising in Cazir. She arrived and she joined forces with Dennis the Earl of Vermont.

Despite the overwhelming numerical supremacy of Commander Fe's armies and Dennis's men's, Vergel Vutler refused to surrender the castle to his brother and Commander Fe's forces. And so the tsar vampyre decided to intervene. He marched to Cazir Island with part of his army, including approximately three hundred vampyre soldiers and one hundred cavalries, and dragging two cannons.

The siege of Cazir Castle lasted just three days. On the third day, however the once-mighty stone walls of the castle were breached by cannon fire and the castle was stormed. Commander Fe's was humor to barely managed to escape with her life by jumping into the cold sea and swimming away from the castle but her daughter Jade, unfortunately, didn't survive. The tsar was thrilled with his victory and made Vergel his closes ally and friend.