So, I'm going to be attempting the 31 Day Aveyond Fandom Challenge, which is a challenge that was made by the lovely, queen-of-ice101! Day One's topic is: Favourite AV1 Character, and for me that is definitely either Te'ijal or Galahad! (Even though there are dozens of amazing characters to choose from.) However, because I plan to write Te'ijal later on, I figured that I would write Galahad instead.
Vampires ... They were the most elusive race to ever walk Aia. Centuries ago, they had roamed freely, taking the lives of innocents for the sake of quenching a thirst that would never die. At least, that was what Sir Galahad's late father had once told him. He had never seen one himself, but his ancestor, who incidentally had been a well-known vampire hunter, had left a detailed description of each of the vampires he had staked in his journals. Galahad had never understood how he was able to remember the face of each vampire he killed, but he could only imagine that he must have had an awfully good memory.
Sometime between the days of his ancestor and his time, Vampires had seemed to vanish into thin air without a trace. Nobody had seen any since then. For most of his life, he had found himself doubting whether they even existed, but now ... He couldn't deny it ... especially not when the proof of their existence was standing before him, looking straight at him with hungry red eyes.
When he made the offer to accompany the young sword singer, he had never imagined that she might be travelling with a vampire, for the creature had been absent when he joined. However, as soon as they had reached the forest, a lightning fast figure, dressed almost completely in red, had shot out in front of them, announcing that she had finished her hunt and was ready to go again. While he did not see any evidence of hunting on the creatures face, but that did not stop him from imagining all the innocent humans she had devoured.
Without hesitation, he pulled out his sword, pointing it at the monster's chest. He might not have had a wooden stake on hand, but he figured that a blade would work just as well. Unfortunately, he soon discovered that he had been wrong in that judgment, for the creature grabbed the razor sharp blade with her bare hand, and with almost no effort at all, pulled it out of his hand, throwing it off to the side.
With an unsettling grin on it's face, the creature began to move closer to him. With every step she took, Galahad took one back. He kept his eyes firmly locked on her, fearing that if he looked away for even a second, she would pounce on Rhen and her friends, draining their bodies dry.
"I've never seen a human look at me with so much passion," the she-creature remarked, "and what a tasty looking human you are too."
"Stay away from me, creature of darkness!" Galahad exclaimed.
He expected that the creature could respond in many different ways to his insult; lunging at him being one of them. However, he was not prepared for the response she gave him instead. Of all the things she could have done, she chose to laugh ... He furrowed a brow at her, unsure of what exactly was going on, and by looking at the rest of the group, it seemed that they too were thinking the same thing.
"You flatter me with such flirtatious remarks, my tasty tidbit," she said.
Galahad's jaw dropped open. This creature was clearly insane. He had just insulted her to her face, and she thought he was flirting with her ... He had never heard of anything so messed up. How on earth had she mistaken his insult for a compliment? Well ... He supposed that being called a creature of darkness might not be the worst thing to call a Vampire. However, he still could not quite understand her logic. The tone of his voice clearly proved that he hated her. At least, he thought so.
"What is your name?" she asked.
Galahad hesitated. Was it wise to tell her his name? He honestly didn't see any harm in it. After all, it was just a name. It wasn't as though he would be giving her a piece of information that she could somehow use against him later on. Despite this, he was still a bit unsure. Surely she must have some twisted ulterior motive behind wanting to know his name. He felt as though it would be better if he refused to tell her his name, just to be on the safe side.
However, in that moment, some unknown force seemed to take a hold of him, forcing him to speak against his will. "Sir Galahad Teomes," he blurted out all of a sudden.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Galahad," the creature said with a smirk. "I am Te'ijal Ravenfoot, and may I just say that I am looking so forward to travelling with you."
Then, with a wink, she turned from him and left to rejoin the others. Galahad couldn't help but watch her retreating back, briefly noticing the way her hips sways in an almost seductive manner, before forcing himself to look away, silently chastising himself for even letting himself be taken in by her vile charms for such a brief moment. He was definitely not looking forward to travelling with her.