Here it is, the first ch of the Vampire AU. This was originally going to be a one shot . . . BUT I had a little too much to say and some writers block . . . SO ch 2 soon. Enjoy~
Vampy-Wampy
'Our world is a dangerous place; we live in a time fought with danger at every turn. Monsters run wild and the few human strongholds are never completely secure. That is why we exist, the Order of the Huntsmen and Huntresses. We exist to protect the people from the creatures that go bump in the night.' This motto was taught to all young warriors entering into one of the four main training institutions where they would polish their skill, learn about the different foes they'd face, and how best to walk away alive and still human. But with every 'school' there are always troublemakers.
A loud crash echoed though the old castle halls breaking the whispering wind's silence followed by the faint sound of a woman's voice, "oops." This isolated castle, which has stood for hundreds of years lay far off the beaten path, nestled deep in an ancient forest, nearly forgotten by time. It has seen more damage in the last month than in the last two hundred years. All this destruction could be traced back to one young soul.
"Nora?"
"Hi Ren~!"
"What happened this time?"
"So you know how we have a ballroom?"
"Yes."
"And you know how there is a big chandelier hanging from the ceiling?"
"The ornate chandelier capable of holding over one hundred candles that was a gift from a foreign dignitary upon the wedding of the former lord of this castle six hundred years ago?"
"Well good news! That is completely fine~! The window on the other hand . . . "
"Sigh, which window?"
"The large colorful one."
"I'll get a broom."
This makes the fifth window Nora has broken in the past month, second of the decorative stain glass windows, irreplaceable with the artisan now long dead. The energetic woman has broken three chairs, two beds, one ornate armoire, two mirrors, six doors, one couch, an end table, and four candelabras all in the span of two weeks.
"Ren why do you stay in this dusty old place?"
"Hmm?
"I mean it's practically falling apart."
"It'd be in better shape if someone could control themselves better."
"Ehh hee, sorry Ren~."
"Sigh, it's okay Nora."
With a grin that could light any room, how could Ren stay mad at her? It had been a long time since he had such 'excitement' in his life and honestly it wasn't all bad. Nora began helping him pick up the pieces of her latest accident.
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Three months ago in a little village in the middle of nowhere, the people happily welcomed a passing huntress into their village. It was then that she was told of the recent monster attacks that had occurred to their young maidens. After hearing of the villagers' plight the young huntress eagerly volunteered to lend her aid. For the next four nights she stood guard waiting for the perpetrator to make an appearance, and on the fifth night it struck. By this time the young huntress was weak from staying up every night that week and from the growing emptiness in her stomach. Once a scream rang out over the quite moonlight the huntress jumped into action, and rushed towards the sound of the scream. At that moment she caught the silhouette of a figure in the moonlight and dashed after it.
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"Wha, huh? Where am I?"
"You're in an old hunting cabin." Said a voice through the darkness. A figure was barely visible from the glow of a single candle in the far corner of the room. "I found you unconscious in the woods." Suddenly a fire came to life on the cabin's hearth. Just as the huntress tried to sit up, a sudden pain coming from her foot caused her to wince. "You shouldn't move, you hurt your ankle."
"Who . . ." As soon as the young huntress spoke, the rumble of her stomach rose up in the silence to interrupt her. The young man only gave a passing glance to the girl before returning to his business. The man's clothes glowed green in the firelight. He had long hair tied back in a tail at the base of his neck and what she though was a streak of pink in his hair. He and his clothes looked out of place in the run down cabin.
A few quick glances reviled her weapon to be at her bedside, and the cabin itself to be rather quaint. A small fireplace at one end with a few basic cooking utensils decorating the wall, dried herbs filled the empty space. A small stool, that supported the strange man who hunched over the fire, went with an equally small worktable against the adjacent wall under the window. The only other piece of furniture was the bed opposite the fireplace framing it's own wall, the animal pelts that acted as blankets and the side table next to the bed. While lost in thought the young man had finished his work and sat a plate down next to the young woman. Instantly her mouth flooded at the smell. "Pancakes~?!"
"Eat, you must be hungry." The woman's eyes begged the question, 'What ever gave you that idea'. Her eyes had to ask it because her mouth was already stuffed with the food. With a soft sigh, barely audible but still with a touch of warmth, the man answered the question she could not ask. "Your stomach has been growling non stop. I nearly mistook it for a wild beast."
"Well I have gone two days without eating~" she said as if it were a normal thing to do. "By the way I'm Nora, what's your name?" With her hand stretched out, and her plate empty, the girl's friendliness was nearly infectious.
"If you get some rest I'll tell you in the morning." And with that he took her plate and returned to his stool. In the morning the man was gone.
