Synucian: I wrote most of the sexy, sticky blood scenes. You're welcome. ;D

CarmillaIsLifee: Welcome to our version of the Carmilla universe. Things are a bit different here, as I'm sure you can tell from the summary!

This particular chapter is just a look into Carmilla, or "Charles" every day life. (Carmilla hides her true gender, rather easily, because back then females could not be knights.)

Trigger warnings for the entire series: Blood/gore, explicit language, mentions of sexual violence, abuse, G!P, and consensual smut.

Enjoy!

Carmilla stood facing two of the five knights who decided that it would be a good idea to challenge her. Of course, they did not know that she was a woman, her armor made sure of that. They all sneered and laughed at her, thinking they had the upper hand because of their numbers. They must've be new to the kingdom, or just plain ignorant, because had they known of her legacy, they would've been fleeing instead . She was known as Charles 'The Black Knight', because of her black armor and black sword. People quivered in fear at the sound of the Black Knight's name. For years, legends of the Black Knight had been told to children to strike fear into their hearts, so they'd stay in check. Most knights who had faced the infamous Charles never lived to tell of their battles.

One man moved toward her, and in one swift movement, she kicked him back. Quickly, she prepared for the next attack as the second knight moved towards her. He moved in to plunge his sword into her belly, but she blocked his attack. Their swords clashed with a loud clang, and she pushed his sword arm backwards. With a flick of her wrist she sliced his throat, cutting into his jugular. Blood splattered all over Carmilla's black armor, creating red splatter all over it. He fell to the ground clutching his neck, blood pooling over his hand. He gargled on his blood, eyes bulging. Soon a pool of the sticky, red liquid formed around his lifeless body. One of the men from behind her moved ever so slightly, but she still heard his movements and spun around in an instant. She quickly brought her sword up to evade his attack and the battle of who could block the longest began. While he thought he was distracting her, she was aware of the first man who attacked her closing in on her from behind. He was running at her with his sword ready to drive into her back. She bounded out of the way of the blade. Her lips curled into a smirk as she drove her sword into his chest. Blood oozed over the blade, and it made a sickening sound as she pulled it from the corpse.

The third knight stepped forward, challenging the Black Knight. She scoffed at the poor fool. He must be an imbecile if he believed he'd survive this battle. She turned to face him and beckoned him towards her. He charged forward, sword ready for attack. Carmilla gracefully jumped backwards, avoiding his attack. She flung her sword at the knight, the blade cutting through his neck like a knife through butter. The decapitated body fell forward, blood gushing from the wound. Blood soaked the ground around the body. The head rolled perfectly in front of her feet, the dead eyes staring up at her. She made a small noise of success. The fourth knight stared in horror at the bloody bodies of his fallen brothers. He let out a loud snarl and shouted, "I'll kill you, you bastard!" She whirled her head around and rolled her eyes. "They just can't get enough, can they?" She muttered under her breath. She released her sword, letting it drop to the red stained ground with a thud. The knight chuckled. "Givin' up, are ya?"

"Not even close." In the blink of an eye, she was in front of the knight, her arm now buried into his chest. Her hand clutched tightly over the man's beating heart, and he let out yell in pain. How could someone rip through the human chest? Let alone steel armor! "H-how?! You're not human!" The last knight trembled in terror, his eyes wide with fear. He wanted to run yet his legs refused to budge. She leaned forward a bit and whispered into the knight's ear, "That's the first thing you've gotten right all day." She slowly pulled the heart out of his chest, making sure to make the process as agonizing as possible. The knight let out a blood curdling yell, blood sputtering out of his mouth. She ripped out the beating organ and squeezed it tightly, turning it into a pile of mush. She looked around to see where her final prey was, but he had bolted before she could finish him off.

She had enough of this killing fest, four men was plenty for the day. She watched on as the knight fled, then turned around and picked up the head of knight she had just killed moments ago. "This should be interesting." She smirked to herself, while beginning to make her way to the nearest tavern.

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