Set Me Free

Disclaimer: All characters in the story do not belong to me. They all belong to Konami.





Set Me Free


It was late fall around Valachia. There was time to spare for Isaac as he settled on top a large pilliar within the old grave yard in the run-down town of Cordova. There, the trees were so hollow. The trees used to have green leaves. There used to be beauty within the land. The winds pick up slowly as branches clatter against one another. The redhead glanced over his shoulder at a few children whom actually survived the chaos he created with Abel. That violet hue that was able to be seen, glances down around him at the many broken tombs and graves. Spiteful and hateful, he was. Isaac wanted to at least be free of the curse, if only one minute. No, a little while. "Damn you, Hector! Don't be selfish!" He cursed outloud to himself.

Isaac was bitter at how Hector could be so free of this curse. It was unfair and he wanted at least a moment of peace away from such hardships. Why couldn't he be free for just a little? A tear formed at the corner of his visible eye as it dropped down onto his lap. The current Devil Forgemaster whom was loyal to Dracula was alone. The markings, tattoos, peircings, he had done to himself to cope with what he was angry for... All of this still did not help that one pain he felt. It was not the normal pain he felt and adored. Isaac never really felt this way in a long time. He only felt it once when Hector left him.

"You are doing this to break me... Aren't you?" He murmurred softly as if Hector was there. Isaac glances up as the moon was bright out. A blood moon, wonderful site. Isaac shoved the tri-bladed end of Chauve-Souris roughly into the ground. What he wouldn't give to have Hector at that end of Chauve-Souris again. Black gloved fingers brush through his red locks of hair. Off in the distance he could see a few zombies roaming about. Not within the broken down town though.

Isaac remembers what Saint Germain told him that one day. How could he forget? Within a flashback, he could see it all too clearly. It was in mid-May and Isaac was alone sitting at the steps of the Garibaldi Temple. The grass there was so green and trees were in full bloom. Alone he sits there again in thought. Something was russling in the bushes. Abel growled lowly as if to signal his master. "I know, Abel. A foul rat is coming this way." Isaac hisses.

That black top hat could be seen. The man shows himself now as he steps out in front of Isaac. His unusal attire and that bothersome mustache. "... What do you want?" He mutters lowly to the foolish man. Saint Germain glances to the beast to the side at Isaac's side and then to Isaac as he tips his hat in manners. "I do believe I have an offer for you." Isaac's slender brow rose at that. "Feh." Saint Germain clears his throat and motions for Isaac to call Abel back. The man was not afraid of the devil. "I do believe you are not grasping this concept." Isaac hisses as he noticed the other move closer. Taking up Chauve-Souris in an instant, he swung it around so that the blades were right in Germain's face.

"Enough of your foolishness! State what you want and be gone!" He spat in annoyance to Saint Germain. The man in the top hat shook his head and took a step closer, only to stop time for a moment. He then made time rewind a few steps as Isaac could not move. Walking over to Isaac the man took Chauve-Souris and moves it aside. Making it once again the present, Saint Germain chuckles at Isaac's disbelief. "Ah ah ah! Where did that annoying weapon of yours go to?" Isaac growls in anger. "You sneaky bastard! What did you do?!"

Germain points off to the side where Chauve-Souris was. "You seemed to have left it to the side there." He says to Isaac in his usual confusing tone. This man was truly a problem for the Forgemaster. But Isaac did not wish to banter on with this foolish looking man. "GET ON WITH IT!" He snaps at the other. Saint German shakes his head and taps the cane's one end to Isaac's shoulder. "Here is my offer. How would you like to spend one day of bliss with your former? One day where you would be free of anything of this curse."

Isaac listens to the other as the one eye widened in disbelief. This was utter nonsense! How can you have just once where the time would allow him to be with Hector? It was unheard of. Germain tapped the cane to the tall top hot as he looks to Isaac. "A day with Hector or even minutes with him could bring you the peace you need. It seems he strolls with the hunter." Isaac waves a hand at him dismissively. "Shut it! I don't want to hear about how that bothersome hunter is fucking Hector behind my back!" He hissed in spite. Isaac was jealous of Trevor. How dare he steal away the secret love of his past and maybe present self.

"Away from the hunter? How prey tell can you exactly have him away from Trevor?" He hisses in question to Germain. "Now now, Forgemaster... I am not just someone who fools with time. I have my secrets to uphold. But you need to know something..." Isaac snarls in return. "Know something!? What is that by chance, foolish man!" Saint Germain moves behind Isaac and whispers to him. "He is forever bound to you in Fate's bindings." Isaac swats the annoying man away. "That's utter foolishness! I already knew we were fated like this!"

The redhead came back to his present mind away from the past. "...A moment's peace worth of bliss, eh?" He whispers to himself in thought. It was worth a shot. He wanted to see Hector once again. Ever since the one Forgemaster left him behind with the hunter, Isaac was alone. "You have a deal you silly man." He hisses quietly. Isaac didn't want to feel alone again. A given set of time would be cherished for a life-time.

Removing himself away from the pillar, Isaac jumps down and walks along the broken tomb stones. That one violet hue glancing to the sunken in graves. Walking quietly towards the Balijhet Mountains, Isaac moves off toward Hector's little safe haven. Julia offered her little home that was a postion shop to him for rest and a home. Chauve-Souris in hand as he did walk on. How silly of Isaac to think that when he got there that Hector would be waiting for him.

"How foolish of me to be doing this..." He mutters to himself. Not too far off, Hector was coming towards his little home that Julia offered to him. Though he could not see Isaac coming, he was walking from the backroad that leads to the house. "Why am I listening to that man? He plays unfair." Hector whispered to himself. Rorro was sitting on his shoulder and nodding in agreement. Saint Germain was an odd being. Those pale blue eyes spots the little house which was Julia's. "Ah. We're coming closer, Rorro." The little fairy-type devil squeaks in agreement.

Hector's pace picks up as he makes his way over to the back entrance of Julia's old home. Hector reaches out for the knob as he begins to turn it. That very moment, Isaac was at the opposite end and walking inside the front. "Hm?" The redhead walks over casually to the back door and reaches over as he opens the door. Slowly the form at the back door was introduced to the Forgemaster. The one eye widens once again, but the one that could not be seen was doing the same. "HECTOR! You bastard!" Isaac coming close to slamming the door on Hector.

Hector was surprised to see Isaac here as well. He thought the other man did not like this place. Pale blue eyes glanced to the other in pain. "Nice to see you too, Isaac..." Hector whispers in a bit of irritation. A part of him blooming in joy for seeing the fellow Forgemaster still well. "...Isaac, what brings you here?" Hector asks in a bit of curiousity. Isaac narrows his eyes as he glances to Hector. "I could ask you the same, foolish Hector." Isaac says in a bit of anger.

Hector huffs as he steps pass Isaac and inside the house. "First you answer my question." He states to Isaac. How dare Hector just walk by like Isaac was nothing! Slamming the door shut, Isaac spun around and brings a hand up to strike Hector. "I will not! You state your answer first!" Why did he feel the rush of emotions? The curse still upon him. This he had realized. This is why he was so distraught and in rage. Hector steps aside from the other as he glances to Isaac. "I was asked to visit this place once again to check on something."

Isaac listens intently before shaking his head. "By who?" Hector glances to Isaac for a moment before looking away. "Saint Germain." That said it all. The foolish looking man was giving Isaac his chance. Soon enough, the curse would be gone for how long time spared. He just had to calm his nerves. Isaac looks away from Hector in thought. "Funny, he told me the same thing." He said quietly just enough for Hector to follow. Obviously that was a lie, but he was not about to say what the other had told him. Hector blinks as he glances to the bare back of Isaac. Eyes once again wandering over the symbol of what they were. It was etched in tattoo along Isaac's back.

"I see. He told you to come this way then?" Hector incquired to the other Forgemaster. Isaac waves a hand at dismissively as to silent Hector's question. "All you need to know is that he did." Hector shrugs his shoulders and wouldn't ask any further then. "Fine." Isaac turns back away as he moves towards Hector. "Do you miss me, Hector?" Hector eyes this movement and looks to Isaac with caution. "Miss you?" It was a soft repeat of it. "...I..." Isaac leans in as he places those black gloved hands upon the other's pale cheeks and stares Hector within the eyes. "Do you?"

This baffled the former Forgemaster. Yes, he still loved Isaac deep down. There was no turning that down. Pale blue eyes stares into that one visible eye. "Isaac..." Hector took in a breath of air, the other's scent was intoxicating. Once again, he was pulled into that web. Isaac listens and waits for the answer. Patience would pay off. He mentally begged Hector to deliver him from the curse and pain for this once. Hector sighs softly as he glances to the side. "I do." Isaac did not give any time for Hector respond, instinct was the best. Taking Hector into a passionate kiss, Isaac wraps arms around Hector's neck as he pulls the other in closer.

Hector was taken by surprise there but he did not resist the other. He infact complies and return the kiss, arms snaking aound Isaac's waist. Yes! Isaac whined quietly to himself as he knew this would soon be his moment's peace. 'Oh God! If you ever loved this forsaken body, let this be it!' He pleaded mentally. Isaac allows his tongue to slide across those petals of lips. Hector had the sweetest taste. He was so hungry for more than just a simple kiss. Pulling back quickly, Isaac looks to Hector. "Take me now, Hector. Please..."

Hector blinks as the kiss was cut short and a very good reason was handed to him. Pale blue eyes widened at that. "You want me to take you?" Isaac hisses softly to Hector in return. "Yes. Fuck me. I want to feel you in me, Hector. Do it now!" He commanded the other as he wanted to feel bliss and be free from the curse just this once. He would savor this moment with Hector.

Hector glances to Isaac, those pale blue eyes held passion for his hurt comrade. Isaac was once his student and closest friend. Hector nods in agreement to Isaac. "I shall." Hector moves up to Isaac and takes the gloved hand. Isaac was willing to follow this time. Slowly the two walks towards the bedroom. Hector leading Isaac on toward the bed until they reach the final destination. Isaac coos softly to the other while moving over to the bed. "Fate can't deny me the peace I crave. Hector... I will not rest aside to see you with him."

Hector knew what this was about. Isaac was once again blaming him for the pain Isaac felt now. Leaving the other Forgemaster for a hunter. Isaac took it rather harshly. ' "HOW!? HOW CAN YOU JUST LEAVE ME?! Hector!! You can't leave me!!" Isaac sobs harshly as he swings Chauve-Souris towards Hector in a fit. "If I can't have you, then no one will! Hector! We should die together! Don't betray me!" Hector letting the blades cut into his attire and stab him right in the shoulder. "... Isaac, do you actually believe we would be happy? Even if we are the remaining two Devil Forgers?" Hector asked in a reasonable tone. "Do you actually believe?" Isaac growled to Hector as he pulls the blades away from Hector's shoulder and swung again. "Damn it!! DIE! DIE! DIE!" Chauve-Souris dropping at his side as Isaac drops into a coiled mess as his form shook from anger and tears. Those sobs were shaking his form each time. Hector knelt down close to Isaac. "Why should we be alive? Because I believe there is another reason we are still here." Isaac snapped at the white haired Forgemaster. "SILENCE! YOU BETRAYED ME!" There was no way to actually talk logically to Isaac. Hector kept close but did not speak to the other. ' A sigh escapes his lips as he glances to Isaac. "Each soul takes its own path."

Isaac glances up towards Hector as his look sours. "Stop! I wish not to hear about him! He has no right to take my matching side of the chess table." Hector tenses up as he goes to lean to silence Isaac's anger. He was there. It shouldn't matter now, should it? Isaac pulls Hector down onto him by the shoulders as he claims the other Forgemaster's lips. Isaac wished to claim Hector. He wanted Hector to himself. No one else could have that which Fate made so. Hector allows himself to be pulled down as he presses into the kiss to deepen the intensity.

Minutes turned into several as things increased. Their tongues were fighting in a battle to see whose would win in dominance. Isaac claws at Hector's back as he continued to kiss the other. Fleeting kisses along those soft lips. Hungrily did he claw at Hector's shoulders. Their clothes... Well mostly Hector's clothes stood in the way. Isaac broke the kiss finally as he rolled and had Hector on the bottom. That visible eye glancing to those pale blue. Isaac begins to lean down as he starts to strip Hector of those annoying clothes upon him. Everything was discarded to the side. Isaac able to see a bare pale chest before his view. He leans in as those black gloves were discarded soon. Fingers now exploring the bare skin along Hector's chest.

A soft groan was heard as Hector groans to the sweet touches. Pale blue eyes half-lidded as he holds onto the other's shoulders now. The touches being a little rough now as Isaac claws gently at the skin upon Hector's chest. A sharp nail pricking a delicate nipple as he claws across that side of Hector's chest. Soon a tongue met the skin as he licks up the trail of blood that he created by the clawing. "Mmm... Hector, you taste like fine wine." He muses as the other arches his back to the clawing and pain. "A-ack! Isaac, not so harsh. I am only --!" Hector chokes on his words as a hand rubbed the tightening area down between those legs.

Before long, Isaac had Hector nude upon the bed with him. The two rolling along and giving soft noises as kisses were splayed upon the chest or neck. Hector had prepared Isaac for this as he preps his erect shaft at the small entrance of Isaac's. Isaac giving a sudden squeak at that as he pleads for it mentally. Hector gently held Isaac close as he thrusts inside the other. Isaac's eyes closed as he yelps softly at the sudden impact of the other Forgemaster's erection being thrusted inside him.

Tight and warm was the inside as Hector pulls out just as soon and thrusts inside again. Grunts were being heard from the white haired Forgemaster. Isaac was clawing along Hector's back and creating a good bit of pain mixed with pleasure there. His lips were busy along Hector's neck and shoulder. Hector continues to thrust at an even pace as he got a bit rougher with each. "God Isaac! Beautifully tight." He murmurs as he thrusts inside the other again. Isaac moans softly as he dug nails into those pale shoulder's of Hector's.

"Yes~! Harder Hector! Faster!" Isaac commands the other within the middle of a moan. Isaac could feel the heat build between them. Bliss was reached. Those thrusts being felt and wracking his form. Isaac moaning louder as he hisses out Hector's name. "Hector! Aaaah!" Isaac's cheeks were red as he felt another thrust go inside. Both bodies had claw and red marks along the neck and chest. Hector looked a little bit rougher than Isaac.

Hector felt his pressure rise within him as his orgasm soon was to come. The several minutes turned into a blissful hour. Why rush what you had going? The two so close at their orgasms. Who would be the first to reach? Hector moves faster with each thrust and pull that was out. He will reach Isaac's prostate soon enough to give the ultimate bliss. In and out. Faster and harder. Isaac moaning out Hector's name in pleasure. 'Let the bastards within the town hear this! Let Trevor hear this! HAH!' Isaac thought as he moans into Hector's ear.

Hector heaves as he felt himself almost slip. Those pale blue eyes looking to the one in front of him. Leaning in, he took Isaac's lips within his own. With a final thrust, Hector releases his hot stream of semen within Isaac. Isaac yelping out at that while nails dug into the other's back. Hector releasing the second stream as he finishes. Isaac whimpers quietly as Hector was done. Was this it? Fingers coiled around Isaac's neglected shaft and begin to stroke.

Isaac groaning and arching a bit now as Hector strokes along the shaft. Slow and soft. Faster and jerking. Isaac shivers as he moans out again. "Oooh...Hector!" He soon releases his seed within the other Forgemaster's hand. But that was only the start it seems. Hector leaning down enough as he takes the head of Isaac's shaft into his mouth. "Ah! Hector~." Isaac hisses softly as fingers comb through silver-ish hair and pull a bit. He continues to release his seed within Hector's mouth. The first stream was furious as the semen shot into Hector's mouth and down his throat. Isaac whimpering softly as he finishes off with a few more small streams of semen within the other's mouth.

When Isaac was done with his, he glances down to Hector. Hector slowly removing his mouth from around the other's shaft. "You as well have a respectable taste." He whispers to Isaac before placing a soft kiss upon those lips. Isaac complies and kisses back. "Mmn. Thank you~." He hisses to Hector sweetly. He didn't mind that he had his juices mixed with saliva. Pulling away from the kiss, Isaac glances to Hector once again. "Stay with me... Leave him and be with what you truly have left." Isaac once again makes his closing statement.

Hector pulls out slowly and wraps arms around Isaac to pull the redhead close. "...How can I? You would never forgive me." Hector whispers to the other Forgemaster. A sad hint within his voice as he knew Fate would never allow them to be together fully. Isaac cringes but wraps arms faintly around Hector. Saint Germain had given his word to Isaac about the curse and bliss. He truly did not feel the curse was upon him in those minutes turned to hours. Yet, it did not change what he truly wanted. So he held onto Hector as if the dream would not end. A tear falling in pain as he could not bare this loss. "Then don't forget who I am and what we mean." He whispers to Hector has they both held onto one another.

The End