Vampire Tears
My first fic.hope it's not terrible *worry worry*
Anyway, I started up this fic after a massive idea that struck me and has been bugging me to be written down, so here it is. I guess I should put a couple notes to clear up some things. This is based off "Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust" The first part of the fic is before the movie and I used my own adaptation of Poke's story (I do NOT know if this is how it happened, this is wild imagination) The second part occurs during the movie, then afterwards (would hate to rewrite that whole movie.most annoying.) I hope you all enjoy and don't mind reading a serious fic, because it is, and be prepared to cry sometime (I did, and that's saying a lot) Enjoy ^ ^
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Chapter 1
It was just another day of high school for Inga-go to the bus, get to school, go to class, get the bus again, and go home. After that came homework, piano practice, and then ballet class. In her last half-hour of "free time" after all that came time to chat to friends on the Internet.
First block was the same as always, boring and stupid. The teacher did not know how to teach, so she translated all the lines of Othello into modern English during class, so the students did not really have to read the play whatsoever. Inga had already finished, so it was basically a "sleeping" period.
First block ended after morning announcements. Break followed. Inga hung out with her friends during that time and talked about practically everything under the sun. The warning-bell rang to cut the conversations short, and the group of friends went off to their individual classes.
For Inga, second block was gym-dreaded gym. She went into the locker room and changed into her uniform-a gray shirt and blue shorts. She strapped on her knee-brace, tied back her brown hair, and walked out for another session of running around.
As usual, the class was to do some running before playing a game of Ultimate Frisbee. Inga could not run because of her knee, so that was no problem, and she did not mind playing Ultimate Frisbee either. While everyone was exerting themselves in running, she walked from the school down to the soccer field.
As she walked, a sharp breeze struck her legs. She turned and glanced in the direction the breeze came from, but there was nothing. She walked again, but she felt more uncomfortable with each step she took. The sky slowly grew darker, but Inga ignored it and presumed it was a passing cloud.
However, the sky did not grow lighter. Instead it became increasingly darker. Something was not right. Inga looked up from the ground up to the sky and her eyes widened in terror. Huge masses of black clouds were thundering towards her. She turned around and found them obscuring each horizon and thundering towards her.
A loud thumping noise caught Inga's ear and she turned towards it. Her class was being picked off as they sprinted towards her for their dear lives. Behind them were a bunch of monsters that stayed under the clouds, but they picked off the running classmates one by one.
Inga braced for the oncoming assault. She watched silently as her classmates were herded like cattle into a large group. The monsters guarded them. Three of the creatures encircled Inga and guarded her. They were huge, perhaps over seven feet tall and very bulky in mass. They held their numerous weapons in their many hands. Inga remained still and waited for what to come next.
The sky was completely black. Darkness reigned over the scared, crying students. The monsters held lit torches to accommodate the humans, but it made them even more terrifying.
Slowly and without warning, the three monsters around Inga stepped back about ten paces. As the distance between them grew, Inga saw a man walk towards her. He had short, white hair and dark, red eyes. A fanged smile played on his pale, yet beautiful face. His physical features were simply perfect and even the most terrified girl had to gape at his beauty.
However, Inga was not intrigued by his dark beauty. What she saw before her was a creature that was once a man, but now was a monster for eternity. She would have felt sorry for him, but with his show of power and the monsters surrounding her, she was more annoyed.
"Beautiful," the creature said seductively once he reached Inga. "Simply beautiful. Your legend does not do you justice."
Inga did not reply but looked at him proudly with her chin raised and arms crossed over her chest.
"Tell me, my dear," the creature asked her sweetly. "Do you know who you have the honor of speaking with?"
"A power-hungry, arrogant, annoying vampire who believes women will fall for him because he has power and eternal beauty," Inga replied automatically. She would have punched herself, but that would have been most indignified around the vampire.
The vampire gave a hearty laugh. "Ah, my beautiful prize, you have spirit. I'm so glad that I'm the first to find you."
Inga remained silent and stared at the vampire.
"We'll have so much fun together," the vampire said to her with a smile. "We'll be together for all eternity. You'll love me and bear my children-yes, many children."
"I refuse to have a pig's children," Inga replied angrily. "Especially of condemned swine."
"Who are you calling a pig, human?" the vampire retorted angrily. "I am your superior! You have no power over me! I shall do with you as I please!"
The vampire grabbed Inga's shirt and slammed her into the ground. The impact jarred Inga badly, putting her in a temporary shock.
The vampire straddled her and grinned. "I think we'll make our first baby, right now!"
"I don't think so," a deep voice replied from nowhere.
Inga looked around frantically to see the owner of that voice, but nearly screamed when she saw the dead eyes of one of her guards.
The vampire stood up and looked around, trembling slightly. "Damn. Come out dunpeal! Come out where I can see you!"
Inga saw the dunpeal go by in a flash, but she remained silent. Her body was still in shock from being thrown down, so she was forced to stay where she was.
The vampire looked back at her and smiled evilly. Inga became truly afraid and tried to back away. The vampire straddled her and grabbed a fist-full of her shirt and pulled her up. His free hand raised a knife above his head, ready to cut her shirt off.
Suddenly, and without warning, the vampire screamed and howled in rage and pain. He clutched the bleeding stump of his hand and backed off of Inga. She blinked once. When she opened her eyes, the vampire has a sword protruding from his chest.
"Damn you," the vampire hissed as blood trickled down the corners of his mouth.
"I won't let you, nor your kind have her," the dunpeal replied.
"So," the vampire observed, "even the strongest fall."
The vampire crumpled to dust and blew away with the breeze. Inga took deep breaths and held back her tears. She was so incredibly scared.
However, as she looked at the dunpeal, her knight in shining armor, she felt calmer and safe. He was dressed in a black, skin-tight armor, which fit every contour of his body perfectly. He was very tall with pale skin, dark, long hair, and dark eyes. His black cape billowed slightly in the breeze, revealing the scabbard for his large, two-handed sword.
As Inga and the dunpeal stared at each other, they forgot about the rest of the world around them.
"What are you going to do to me?" Inga asked calmly.
"If you mean force you against your will as payment for me rescuing you," the dunpeal replied. "Then nothing."
Inga sighed slightly with relief.
"However," the dunpeal continued. "Let me help you up so I can explain."
"I'll stay down here for a little, if it's all right," Inga said, too shocked to stand. "Who are you?"
"I am D, the hunter."
"The son of the Vampire King," she whispered aloud. "Why are you here?"
"You are a legend in my time and a prophecy. You've been hidden since the day you were born, but your cover's gone and now the vampires can see you. More will come, unless I take you with me."
"I'm going to stay down here a little longer," Inga said and put an arm over her eyes. "There's too much to take in."
"I can't let you stay for too long. You have to come with me or else your family will be killed."
"You're threatening me!" Inga screamed and bolted up into a sitting position. "You're just like the others, covering your real plot with sweet words and fake promises!"
"No, it's nothing like that," D defended calmly. "The vampires will come and kill your family in order to take you away. I can't protect you and your family."
"You swear on your human side that what you say is true," Inga demanded.
"Yes," D swore quietly. "I swear on my human side that all I say is true."
"I believe you then," Inga said. She knew that a dunpeal's human side was their most precious and treasured side.
"What will happen to me once I reach your world?" Inga asked him and gazed into his dark eyes.
"You will come?" D asked to confirm it.
"Do I really have a choice?" Inga asked. "Suffer alone or watch those around me die."
"I'm sorry it has to be that way," D replied sadly.
"It's not your fault, I think. Anyway, how will my family know where I am?"
"There will be someone just like you who will take your place. She will have all your memories and emotions from before this day."
"What of them?" Inga asked and pointed to the students.
"Their memory of this event will be erased."
"You swear everything will be fine?" Inga demanded.
"If not, the let me die by the hands of the one I love."
Inga sighed, accepting the answer. She could feel that her time here was drawing to a close. She watched as D pulled out a shot with a blood- red fluid in it. She raised one of her eyebrows in question.
"It's for your survival in my world," D began. "It will give you certain qualities of the Barbaroy, creatures of the night. These powers will protect you when I can't help you."
"Am I to fight with you?" Inga asked.
"Yes," D replied simply.
Inga looked at him, then over to the students. "I'm doing this for your sorry lives, not like you care anyway."
She turned to D, then held out her arm. He took it gently into his delicate, yet slightly callused hands and put the needle to her skin.
"This will hurt," he said.
"It doesn't matter any more," Inga replied and turned her head away. "Just do it."
"I'll take care of you, I promise."
D stuck the needle into her arm and made sure it hit her vein. Inga winced slightly, but that was all. The red fluid entered slowly into her system, coursing through her entire body. The feel of it was bitter, yet sweet at the same time. However, once the vial was empty, Inga began to feel a sharp pain in her stomach and head.
After what seemed like an eternity of clutching her head and stomach, Inga screamed and was thrown into the air. Suspended about five feet off the ground, her back arched and arms and legs apart, light emanating from her eyes and mouth, and long, black hair flowing in all directions, Inga began to change. Two giant, black bat wings sprouted from her shoulder blades.
Once the wings were extended to their full width, her eyes and mouth closed and her wings wrapped around her, concealing her curling body. Once her body was hidden from sight, a purple light surrounded her.
After a little, the wings began to open once more, the bottom first, revealing her legs, which were being lowered to the ground. First one foot landed then the other. Her wings slowly unfurled to reveal her bowed head and crossed arms, as if she was an Egyptian deity.
Once her wings were completely open, Inga lowered her arms and raised her head to show everyone the creature she had become. Her hair was straight and very long, and it had the most beautiful black color to it, which shined slightly purple in the light. Her skin was pale, much to the contrast of her darkly lashed, violet eyes. Her eyelids were shadowed in purple and her lips and nails painted the same shade. She wore a form- fitting, black, long sleeved shirt that came off the shoulders. A long, black skirt with a slit up to her lower hip on one side covered her legs and revealed black, leather, thigh-high boot. In one hand, a large, double- bladed sword glowed slightly. The sword must have been at least six feet in length, and was a menacing weapon indeed, seeing that its wielder had such power.
Inga looked around, seeing the last scenes of her world before lowering her head to the ground. She turned to D, trying to hide her tears.
D came to her and gathered her into his arms. Inga's wings folded around him in her own type of embrace, crying in his chest.
D whispered some inaudible words and a wind picked up and encircled them. There was a flash of light, and there was no one standing in strange costume on that sunny field, one ordinary day of school.
My first fic.hope it's not terrible *worry worry*
Anyway, I started up this fic after a massive idea that struck me and has been bugging me to be written down, so here it is. I guess I should put a couple notes to clear up some things. This is based off "Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust" The first part of the fic is before the movie and I used my own adaptation of Poke's story (I do NOT know if this is how it happened, this is wild imagination) The second part occurs during the movie, then afterwards (would hate to rewrite that whole movie.most annoying.) I hope you all enjoy and don't mind reading a serious fic, because it is, and be prepared to cry sometime (I did, and that's saying a lot) Enjoy ^ ^
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Chapter 1
It was just another day of high school for Inga-go to the bus, get to school, go to class, get the bus again, and go home. After that came homework, piano practice, and then ballet class. In her last half-hour of "free time" after all that came time to chat to friends on the Internet.
First block was the same as always, boring and stupid. The teacher did not know how to teach, so she translated all the lines of Othello into modern English during class, so the students did not really have to read the play whatsoever. Inga had already finished, so it was basically a "sleeping" period.
First block ended after morning announcements. Break followed. Inga hung out with her friends during that time and talked about practically everything under the sun. The warning-bell rang to cut the conversations short, and the group of friends went off to their individual classes.
For Inga, second block was gym-dreaded gym. She went into the locker room and changed into her uniform-a gray shirt and blue shorts. She strapped on her knee-brace, tied back her brown hair, and walked out for another session of running around.
As usual, the class was to do some running before playing a game of Ultimate Frisbee. Inga could not run because of her knee, so that was no problem, and she did not mind playing Ultimate Frisbee either. While everyone was exerting themselves in running, she walked from the school down to the soccer field.
As she walked, a sharp breeze struck her legs. She turned and glanced in the direction the breeze came from, but there was nothing. She walked again, but she felt more uncomfortable with each step she took. The sky slowly grew darker, but Inga ignored it and presumed it was a passing cloud.
However, the sky did not grow lighter. Instead it became increasingly darker. Something was not right. Inga looked up from the ground up to the sky and her eyes widened in terror. Huge masses of black clouds were thundering towards her. She turned around and found them obscuring each horizon and thundering towards her.
A loud thumping noise caught Inga's ear and she turned towards it. Her class was being picked off as they sprinted towards her for their dear lives. Behind them were a bunch of monsters that stayed under the clouds, but they picked off the running classmates one by one.
Inga braced for the oncoming assault. She watched silently as her classmates were herded like cattle into a large group. The monsters guarded them. Three of the creatures encircled Inga and guarded her. They were huge, perhaps over seven feet tall and very bulky in mass. They held their numerous weapons in their many hands. Inga remained still and waited for what to come next.
The sky was completely black. Darkness reigned over the scared, crying students. The monsters held lit torches to accommodate the humans, but it made them even more terrifying.
Slowly and without warning, the three monsters around Inga stepped back about ten paces. As the distance between them grew, Inga saw a man walk towards her. He had short, white hair and dark, red eyes. A fanged smile played on his pale, yet beautiful face. His physical features were simply perfect and even the most terrified girl had to gape at his beauty.
However, Inga was not intrigued by his dark beauty. What she saw before her was a creature that was once a man, but now was a monster for eternity. She would have felt sorry for him, but with his show of power and the monsters surrounding her, she was more annoyed.
"Beautiful," the creature said seductively once he reached Inga. "Simply beautiful. Your legend does not do you justice."
Inga did not reply but looked at him proudly with her chin raised and arms crossed over her chest.
"Tell me, my dear," the creature asked her sweetly. "Do you know who you have the honor of speaking with?"
"A power-hungry, arrogant, annoying vampire who believes women will fall for him because he has power and eternal beauty," Inga replied automatically. She would have punched herself, but that would have been most indignified around the vampire.
The vampire gave a hearty laugh. "Ah, my beautiful prize, you have spirit. I'm so glad that I'm the first to find you."
Inga remained silent and stared at the vampire.
"We'll have so much fun together," the vampire said to her with a smile. "We'll be together for all eternity. You'll love me and bear my children-yes, many children."
"I refuse to have a pig's children," Inga replied angrily. "Especially of condemned swine."
"Who are you calling a pig, human?" the vampire retorted angrily. "I am your superior! You have no power over me! I shall do with you as I please!"
The vampire grabbed Inga's shirt and slammed her into the ground. The impact jarred Inga badly, putting her in a temporary shock.
The vampire straddled her and grinned. "I think we'll make our first baby, right now!"
"I don't think so," a deep voice replied from nowhere.
Inga looked around frantically to see the owner of that voice, but nearly screamed when she saw the dead eyes of one of her guards.
The vampire stood up and looked around, trembling slightly. "Damn. Come out dunpeal! Come out where I can see you!"
Inga saw the dunpeal go by in a flash, but she remained silent. Her body was still in shock from being thrown down, so she was forced to stay where she was.
The vampire looked back at her and smiled evilly. Inga became truly afraid and tried to back away. The vampire straddled her and grabbed a fist-full of her shirt and pulled her up. His free hand raised a knife above his head, ready to cut her shirt off.
Suddenly, and without warning, the vampire screamed and howled in rage and pain. He clutched the bleeding stump of his hand and backed off of Inga. She blinked once. When she opened her eyes, the vampire has a sword protruding from his chest.
"Damn you," the vampire hissed as blood trickled down the corners of his mouth.
"I won't let you, nor your kind have her," the dunpeal replied.
"So," the vampire observed, "even the strongest fall."
The vampire crumpled to dust and blew away with the breeze. Inga took deep breaths and held back her tears. She was so incredibly scared.
However, as she looked at the dunpeal, her knight in shining armor, she felt calmer and safe. He was dressed in a black, skin-tight armor, which fit every contour of his body perfectly. He was very tall with pale skin, dark, long hair, and dark eyes. His black cape billowed slightly in the breeze, revealing the scabbard for his large, two-handed sword.
As Inga and the dunpeal stared at each other, they forgot about the rest of the world around them.
"What are you going to do to me?" Inga asked calmly.
"If you mean force you against your will as payment for me rescuing you," the dunpeal replied. "Then nothing."
Inga sighed slightly with relief.
"However," the dunpeal continued. "Let me help you up so I can explain."
"I'll stay down here for a little, if it's all right," Inga said, too shocked to stand. "Who are you?"
"I am D, the hunter."
"The son of the Vampire King," she whispered aloud. "Why are you here?"
"You are a legend in my time and a prophecy. You've been hidden since the day you were born, but your cover's gone and now the vampires can see you. More will come, unless I take you with me."
"I'm going to stay down here a little longer," Inga said and put an arm over her eyes. "There's too much to take in."
"I can't let you stay for too long. You have to come with me or else your family will be killed."
"You're threatening me!" Inga screamed and bolted up into a sitting position. "You're just like the others, covering your real plot with sweet words and fake promises!"
"No, it's nothing like that," D defended calmly. "The vampires will come and kill your family in order to take you away. I can't protect you and your family."
"You swear on your human side that what you say is true," Inga demanded.
"Yes," D swore quietly. "I swear on my human side that all I say is true."
"I believe you then," Inga said. She knew that a dunpeal's human side was their most precious and treasured side.
"What will happen to me once I reach your world?" Inga asked him and gazed into his dark eyes.
"You will come?" D asked to confirm it.
"Do I really have a choice?" Inga asked. "Suffer alone or watch those around me die."
"I'm sorry it has to be that way," D replied sadly.
"It's not your fault, I think. Anyway, how will my family know where I am?"
"There will be someone just like you who will take your place. She will have all your memories and emotions from before this day."
"What of them?" Inga asked and pointed to the students.
"Their memory of this event will be erased."
"You swear everything will be fine?" Inga demanded.
"If not, the let me die by the hands of the one I love."
Inga sighed, accepting the answer. She could feel that her time here was drawing to a close. She watched as D pulled out a shot with a blood- red fluid in it. She raised one of her eyebrows in question.
"It's for your survival in my world," D began. "It will give you certain qualities of the Barbaroy, creatures of the night. These powers will protect you when I can't help you."
"Am I to fight with you?" Inga asked.
"Yes," D replied simply.
Inga looked at him, then over to the students. "I'm doing this for your sorry lives, not like you care anyway."
She turned to D, then held out her arm. He took it gently into his delicate, yet slightly callused hands and put the needle to her skin.
"This will hurt," he said.
"It doesn't matter any more," Inga replied and turned her head away. "Just do it."
"I'll take care of you, I promise."
D stuck the needle into her arm and made sure it hit her vein. Inga winced slightly, but that was all. The red fluid entered slowly into her system, coursing through her entire body. The feel of it was bitter, yet sweet at the same time. However, once the vial was empty, Inga began to feel a sharp pain in her stomach and head.
After what seemed like an eternity of clutching her head and stomach, Inga screamed and was thrown into the air. Suspended about five feet off the ground, her back arched and arms and legs apart, light emanating from her eyes and mouth, and long, black hair flowing in all directions, Inga began to change. Two giant, black bat wings sprouted from her shoulder blades.
Once the wings were extended to their full width, her eyes and mouth closed and her wings wrapped around her, concealing her curling body. Once her body was hidden from sight, a purple light surrounded her.
After a little, the wings began to open once more, the bottom first, revealing her legs, which were being lowered to the ground. First one foot landed then the other. Her wings slowly unfurled to reveal her bowed head and crossed arms, as if she was an Egyptian deity.
Once her wings were completely open, Inga lowered her arms and raised her head to show everyone the creature she had become. Her hair was straight and very long, and it had the most beautiful black color to it, which shined slightly purple in the light. Her skin was pale, much to the contrast of her darkly lashed, violet eyes. Her eyelids were shadowed in purple and her lips and nails painted the same shade. She wore a form- fitting, black, long sleeved shirt that came off the shoulders. A long, black skirt with a slit up to her lower hip on one side covered her legs and revealed black, leather, thigh-high boot. In one hand, a large, double- bladed sword glowed slightly. The sword must have been at least six feet in length, and was a menacing weapon indeed, seeing that its wielder had such power.
Inga looked around, seeing the last scenes of her world before lowering her head to the ground. She turned to D, trying to hide her tears.
D came to her and gathered her into his arms. Inga's wings folded around him in her own type of embrace, crying in his chest.
D whispered some inaudible words and a wind picked up and encircled them. There was a flash of light, and there was no one standing in strange costume on that sunny field, one ordinary day of school.