Alucard's POV:
So that's it, Mr. Caine left me and here I am, always ranting my thoughts all the time.
Heheheheheh!!
. . .
But....
*Alucard gazes on his trembling hands and he started to feel worried all of a sudden*
This uneasiness which I felt... is real.
*shaking*
I... I don't understand why am I trembling like this all of a sudden and...
*chilly*
My body, suddenly feel a sudden, chilling sensation just now.
*trembling hands intensifies*
I don't understand, but why can't I stop thinking about my mama and papa?
. . .
Why though?
*Alucard looked towards Mr. Caine, who's now leaning on the wall*
*hesitating*
Mr. Caine... are you really telling me the truth? Or are you making it all up just to hide the truth from me?
*trembling hands and chilly sensation struck him*
. . .
Why am I shaking like this? Why my body feels like something is not right all this time?
Why can't I stop thinking about my parents?
*grasping head due to confusion*
Just... what the f*ck's going on with me??!
. . .
*tch!*
Probably, I lack of sleep that's why I started to hallucinate things.
*Alucard stand up*
I'd better head back to my bedroom, maybe I can shrug it all out once after I rest.
Heheheheheh!
Narrator's POV:
At that very moment, Alucard went back to his room and try to cool off his confused head.
. . .
- - - - - - At the Ruins - - - - -
The Second Regiment finally took their long, awaited rest.
*snoring*
Some were sleeping and some were eating. At the corner, Tigreal rest up as he leans. Since most of them taking a rest, Zemislav was just staring blankly at the fire, all emotionless.
On the other side, Margarette finally woke up and she stretches her arms and torso. She stands up and lets out a sigh of relief.
. . .
After she finished stretching, she saw Zemislav, who kept staring at the fire. Margarette gets closer and sit beside him.
Margarette is starting to act like 'getting attention to her husband' but after minutes of acting flirty, she gave up as her husband didn't react. He just mindlessly gazes at the fire.
Margarette's POV:
Since I decided not to act any flirty business infront of my emotionless husband, I decided to talk to him.
"Sweety? May I have a moment with you?"
- I sincerely ask.
I... am expecting that somehow, with this kind of communication, I can formally talk with him personally.
But....
*Zemislav is unresponsive*
He doesn't seemed to be aware of his surroundings or paying attention to every words I just said. He just stare blankly infront of that ignited flames for minutes which made me worried.
"Sweety? Are... are you okay?"
- I ask.
I ask again but it's no use, he didn't paid attention no matter what I say.
*worried*
At that moment, I decided to confront Zemi and forces him to fix his look at me.
. . .
At very least, I can make him react a bit and snap that emotionless behavior of his.
*Margarette lifts Zemislav's chin and look directly into his eyes*
*gasps*
When the time I got his attention, I couldn't believe what I saw.
*worried*
His stern-looking eyes, filled with... I dunno what but...
*Margarette and Zemislav's eyes met*
I think it's... contrition?
*Margarette still keeping an eye-to-eye contact with him*
. . .
What's happening with you, Zemi? Why were you acting like this? I... I don't understand!
*slapping gently*
"Zemi! Please talk to me! Please I beg of you!"
- I said scaredly.
I cried at him, hoping that he, somehow reacted to pain.. but it's futile... He didn't react nor talk anything at all!
*Zemislav still maintaining his dead, and emotionless eyes*
"Zemi!!!"
- I shout and hugged him.
I couldn't bare to watch him like this! I... *sob* I just can't-!
*stomach growling*
*Margarette's startled*
"I.. have to go sweetheart. Probably some edible creature that's been lured to my hand-made trap."
- Zemi said plainly.
*surprised and speechless*
"I'll... be right back."
- Zemi said as he stand up.
"Sweety?"
- I ask with a surprised expression.
*Zemislav looked towards his wife*
"You're craving meat again?"
- I ask while maintaining my shocked expression.
"Yeah, can't be help. I... wanted to eat meat these days or... Well, I'm craving protein lately. So, I... Gotta go, I'll be right back."
- Zemi left and doesn't show any emotion at all.
When the moment he leave, I... don't know what to react...
*worried*
- - - Minutes have passed - - -
After waiting for couple of minutes, he finally arrived and sit beside me. But still, he didn't show any emotions at all.
While I was busy talking to my thoughts, I noticed that he's bringing a small leathered sac.
I pretend that I didn't saw that.
*Zemislav started to get something in his leathered sac*
Oh? He's getting something on his leather sac! Gotta observe him for now.
So, yes, you know what I do, I carefully watch him. While I was watching, I heard a squeaking of uum... Aah... Mouse and uum... A chirp?
*wondering funnily*
It's hard for me to believe that the squeaking just now came from a mouse, and a chirping just now belongs to a... Uum... Bird I guess?
*Zemislav is searching something and he gazes towards his husband emotionlessly*
"Sweetheart, can you lend me that dagger right beside you?"
- Zemi said with an emotionless expression.
. . .
*Margarette looked beside her and get the dagger which Zemislav demanded*
"Here sweety."
- I said as I handed him the dagger.
*Zemislav get the dagger from Margarette*
"Thanks sweetheart."
- Zemi said but still emotionless.
. . .
*worried*
So yeah, that's it. He still doesn't show any slight emotion, even with just a faint smile, I didn't see anything at all.
*deep exhale*
While Zemi is doing his own business, I'm still depressing here. All worried and longing for his answers.
*saddened*
When I was occupied by my thoughts, again... I heard that Zemi is getting something out in his leather sac. It got me curious all so suddenly and I-
*shock*
WHAT THE-??!
*Zemislav's holding a mouse in his hand and he is grinning while his stomach is growling crazy*
Wait.... Wait a minute... Don't tell me that.... that....
*Zemislav's lets out a sinistrous, and funny grin, as he kept on drooling in his mouth*
Narrator's POV:
Zemislav get the dagger handed by his wife and started peeling the mouse's skin and gutting the intestines.
*slash!* *slash!*
*blood drips*
*drop*
*faint ripping*
*Margarette's horrified in a comedic way*
As Zemislav is in a process of cleaning the mouse's meat, he lets out a sinistrous yet funnily styled laugher.
*Heheheheheeh!!!!!*
*Margarette's screaming in her mind*
After minutes of cleaning up the mouse's meat, he get his seasonings in his belongings and start seasoning it.
*Zemislav's opening his water container and try washing up the blood of the mouse*
*glug!* *glug!* *glug!*
*swing!*
*sprinkling of water*
*bottles faint clanging*
*pop!*
*sprinkling of salt and pepper*
When he's done preparing his 'supposed dish' of his day, he get his polished sticks right to his belongings and he used one stick to impale the seasoned meat.
*piercing*
*triggered Margarette noises in her head*
Zemislav stares at the fire and he then start grilling his favorite dish.
*relieved Zemislav's expression and drooling*
*Margarette's goat screaming in her head*
Upon witnessing those sort of things, Margarette comically fainted.
- - - - Meanwhile - - - - -
When Margarette's waking up, she saw Zemislav stayed beside her.
Margarette's POV:
*waking up*
Hhnnn... Wha-?
*ugh*
What happened? Did I...?
"Are you okay, sweetheart?"
- a sweet, plain voice.
When I woke up, I was sleeping in Zemi's lap.
"Ze... Zemi?"
- I ask with a slight confused tone.
*Margarette slowly get up*
"Wha... What happened? Ouch!"
- I said while in slight pain.
"You fell asleep while I was preparing my dish. Sorry for letting you witness that."
- Zemi said as he looked at me worrriedly.
"Oh? I see. I'm so sorry if I made you worried."
- I said as I let out a saddened and disappointed expression.
"It's okay. It's not of a big deal anyway."
- Zemi replied as he tries to investigate his grilled meat.
"Anyway, you want some? I promise it taste great."
- Zemi said blissfully.
"Grilled mouse meat? Thanks but no thank you."
- I immediately responded with a disgusted look, funnily.
"Ahahahahah! I knew you'll gonna say that! Anyway, I made a grilled bird. Wanna take a bite with it? I promise it taste like chicken!"
- Zemi said as he drools like his in heaven.
"*ah!* *ah!* *ah!* I'll pass on that. What a poor birdie!"
- I said as I let out a worried look, comically.
"Okay, suit yourself then! I'm digging in!"
- Zemi said as he picks up the cooked mouse's meat away from the fire.
*Zemislav's eating greedily*
I...
*gulp*
Ew! So disgusting! Does he not feel any sort of disgust as he eat it? I mean, it's a mouse!
*chilly*
Brr!!!!
I can't believe he gradually ate that thing!
*Margarette's watching him eating*
*ugh!*
I can't stand looking it in my eyes on how she 'CHEW' that thing up! I think Imma faint again!
. . .
*Margarette gazes upon Zemislav, whose been eating his grilled dishes happily*
*smiles gently*
But I am so much glad that he finally shown much of emotions now, unlike earlier.
. . .
I'm... so relieved to see him, all lively and funny.
*Margarette stares at him all worried free, and after all that, Zemislav detected her unusual behavior*
"Uum... Are you okay sweety?"
- Zemi said as he eat his grilled bird meat.
*gasps*
"Ha?? What? Oh! I'm... I'm more than okay sweety!"
- I replied panickedly.
"Then, why were you staring at me creepily? You want to take a bite in this grilled bird meat? But it's-"
- Zemi worriedly said.
"No! No! WHAT?!... HELL NO! There's NO WAY I'LL EVER WANTED TO EAT THAT!"
- I madly reacted.
*Zemislav laughs gently*
"I... Uum... Just continue eating with your heart's content. It's.... Your hard earned dish anyway, so who am I to butt in and wanted to expect a share?"
- I reply embarrassedly.
"Well, I don't mind sharing my hard earned food with you, sweetheart. I could even share this with you though, but sad to say, you didn't want it."
- Zemi said as he finishes up the entire grilled dish he was eating.
*burp!*
"Thanks for this wonderful food blessed by mother nature."
- Zemi said as he clasps both of his hands in a way of expressing gratitude.
*smiling*
. . .
"Now, time to eat this yellow worms as dessert!"
- Zemi said as he drools again, funnily.
"F*CK.... YOU!!!!"
- I shouted towards him comically.
- - - - - Meanwhile - - - - -
*Zemislav's keeping his yellow worms in his small leathered sac and he keep it inside his inventory*
"*tch!* I can't believe you eat those kind of exotic foods!"
- I rant.
"Heheheheh! Sorry I made you gross out, sweetheart."
- Zemi said childishly.
"Either way, what makes you think that eating yellow worms is safe? Like, what if it'll multiply inside your intestines?!"
- I rant comically.
"Well, you see I.... Uum... I see lots of people within Euroditio's premises about them, using yellow worms to feed their poor little chicks or birds with it. So, it makes me think that, if animals eat those kinds of things, of course humans aren't exception right??"
- Zemi said childishly.
"You f*ck*ng son of a-!? *sigh* Are you nuts or an idiot? Humans and animals are in a complete different level! Geez!"
- I said in a funny, disappointed way.
"But I already tested it back when I went to get all my meat in my traps! It taste like... Well, it is slimy and ticklish in my mouth though."
- Zemi said with a blissful look in his face funnily.
"WHAT THE-!? .... UNBELIEVABLE!!!! GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU UNSANITARY OLD BUFFOON!!!"
- I complained as I smack him.
*Zemislav didn't budge from Margarette's smack instead he laughed*
"Ahahahahaha!!!! Sorry! Sorry!!!"
- Zemi laughs.
. . .
When Zemi laugh, I stare at him for a moment, filled with relief that he's finally back to his normal self.
A side of him where he's brimming with laughter and light feels. I'm so glad.
. . .
Maybe, I should take advantage of this and ask him regarding earlier. I just need to formulate an opening topic to-
"I'm sorry about earlier, for making you uncomfortable."
- Zemi said unexpectedly.
*surprised*
"I'm just.... thinking some stuffs. Sorry for making you worry, Margarette."
- Zemi suddenly said.
*gasp*
. . .
That's... unexpected....
Either way, I need to take advantage of this.
. . .
" 'Stuffs'? For what?"
- I ask curiously.
*Zemislav just smiles*
"Stuffs where only I, can only bear."
- Zemi said.
*observing*
As he utters that words, his face is filled with sorrow and grief. I dunno why I can tell but those stern-looking eyes of his shows all.
"I'm sorry for everything. If only I... I just acted sooner, everything wouldn't end up this way."
- Zemi said.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so f*ck*ng sorry. Because of me, being an.... an... *SSH*L*, I've let all your expectations down. *tch!* Such an irresponsible of me to cause all of this! I... I..."
- Zemi said.
*Margarette hugs him and Zemislav was surprised*
"I don't know what you were talking just now Zemi, but all I want you to remember is that, don't bear those burden by yourself. Remember, I'm your wife, and I am willing to accept your burden too."
- I said.
"So...."
- I said as I firmly hug him, showing that I am there for him...
"Remember, I'm right here... Willingly to listen whatever you wanted to share with me. So, don't be scared to share, okay Zemi?"
- I said whole heartedy.
. . .
- - Minutes have passed - -
*Zemislav's peacefully sleeping right to her lap*
I didn't expect that... You bear those emotions all by yourself Zemi...
Probably the reason why you didn't tend to talk earlier.
. . .
*Margarette stares her sleeping husband and she gave him a gentle pat on his head*
*smiles*
Your so cute... always cute when I first fell in love with you.
*Margarette kissed Zemislav's forehead*
Rest well, Zemi...
Narrator's POV:
Margarette gently places Zemislav on her lap and she watches him as he sleep.
- - - - - Meanwhile - - - - -
( after rest )
All of them were ready to go deeper within the ruins. They're all energetic and all good to go eversince the moment they finally taken their rest.
The second regiment continues their journey towards the Barren Lands, which is under Terence's leadership.
*footsteps*
*drip* *drop*
They explored the ruins unaware of knowing how many actual days have passed in original time, since they've all assumed that it only took them hours to rest. But they didn't know, they've entered a dimension which transcends time by an unknown.
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
- an unknown, mixture of different voices of laugher as he took a moment to observe their actions from unknown place.
The regiment is unaware, that they are all walking exactly at the palm of unknown being who acts as a seer of all. And they all unnoticed that.
. . .
What will happen to them? It will depends on that unknown's decision.
*breeze howling*
. . .