Hello readers! This is a slightly different version of Ghost Hunt. Every thing here is completely turned around and characters will be OOC. Please bear with me. My love for supernatural creatures got the best of me and now look. Hope you like this story! With love ❤️~ Linny
(I don't own Ghost Hunt!)
Chapter 1: Painful memories and a new case
I splash water in my face to wake myself up. When my eyes meet my own in the bathroom mirror, I stare at myself. Mai Taniyama, 17 years old. Black long dyed hair that reaches the middle of my back. I could see a hint of sadness in my eyes. I've had that dream again. A shiver runs through my body. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. The memory plays back in my head.
Memory
There I am in my room, sleeping peacefully in a white gown. I'm no more than five years old. My mother's scream wakes me up.
"Mama?" I call out, my little voice barely audible. My hair is brown, and it barely reaches my little shoulders. I grab my brown teddy bear, holding it by one of its arm. I rub my eye tiredly with my free hand and walk out of my room. I look down both sides of the hallway. Then my mother's ear piecing scream suddenly fills my ears. I freeze, scared, and now wide awake. I hold my teddy bear to my chest to stop myself from shivering in fear. I slowly walk down the hallway towards my mother and father's room. The door is slightly open. I suck up the courage and slowly open the door.
"Mama?" I call out, frightened. The first thing I noticed was the blood. There was blood... So much blood. Bloody handprints decorated the white walls. The white bed sheets were stained with red. Red. Red. Red. Everywhere. That's when I see her, my mother. Her brown eyes were wide open and blood covers the white of her night gown. Her lips are slightly open and she doesn't move. I drop my teddy bear and run to her side, not noticing my father and a dark shadow fighting in the huge balcony.
"Mama?" I call out, shaking her shoulder lightly. She doesn't respond. I then see the fang marks on her neck and gasp. Tears fill my eyes and I put my ear to her chest. I can't hear anything, nothing inside her body moves nor makes a sound. Tears fall down my cheeks.
"MAMA!" I scream, crying. I cry on her chest, calling out her name repeatedly. I finally notice my father swinging his sword towards the tall dark figure. The figure easily blocks it. My father's eyes are red, full of anger. His white button down shirt is stained with blood, I can't tell if it's his or someone else's. I hear a footstep and quickly spin my head to see who it is. There was a tall shadow at the door of my parents room. When I look more closely, it's a man who's eye color was red, like my father's. He smiles at me, showing his sharp fangs.
"I've been looking for you, Princess. You worried me when I didn't see you in your room." He says in a low, creepy voice. His right hand looks as if he dipped it in blood. He lifts a bloody finger to his mouth and licks off the blood. Then he licks his lips.
"Ahhh. What a delightful taste." He smiles. Slowly he starts making his way toward me. I'm shaking so bad my teeth are clattering.
"PAPA!" I scream in terror.
"MAI!" I hear him scream my name worriedly. Then he's standing in front of me a second later, his body shielding my little one. He quickly drives his sword into the tall man's chest. The man coughs out blood, then smiles at my father.
"Bye bye to you." He chokes out, then he burns up and turns into ashes. Suddenly, a sword is driven into my father's chest from behind. I scream. I look up to see the man my father was fighting earlier. His left hand is missing, blood was dripping from it.
"The sword of a thousand kings dipped in holy water... The only weapon that could kill a vampire king." The man snarls at my father. He pulls the sword out of my father's chest.
"PAPA!" I scream. My father looks back at me. He reaches his hand out.
"Mai..." He whispers my name. I reach out to grab his hand but he burns up, his fire blue, then he turns into ashes.
"NOOOOO!" I scream. I watch as the man who killed my father points his sword at me.
"You're next, Princess." He raises his sword and my eyes widen. Then suddenly, a gunshot is heard. The man freezes, mid air. He let's go of his sword, then drops to his knees. He sways forward, but before his body could touch the floor, he burns up, his fire orange, then turns to ashes. A foot steps on the ashes. A gun is lowered and a pair of red eyes meet my brown ones.
"Princess, we must hurry." He says as he gently grabs my tiny hand and pulls me toward the bedroom door. The man has shoulder length black hair. His lips are softly plump, his hands, big but cold, his eyes, slender but gentle.
"No! I want my mama and papa!" I scream, pulling my hand out of his grip. Tears lead an endless trail down my cheeks. The man gets on his knees. He puts his gun in the gun holder and spots my teddy bear on the floor. He picks it up and dusts it off with his hand. He offers it to me and I take it, holding it tightly against my chest. He puts his hands on my tiny shoulders.
"Princess... Your mama and papa... They..." He struggles to find the right words.
"They are now up in the sky watching over you. They would want you to be safe, and I could protect you. So please, Princess. Come with me." He offers me his hand. I wipe the tears from my eyes with the back of my hand.
"You promise you'll protect me?" I ask, holding out my little pinky. He smiles.
"I promise." He intertwines his pinky with mine. Then he picks me up and carries me out of my parent's room. While we walk down the hallway towards the staircase, I notice for the first time all of the ashes on the floor. There's just piles and piles of endless ashes.
We exit the mansion and reach his black car parked in front. He carefully puts me in the back seat and quickly gets in the driver's seat. He drives off and I look back at the mansion. Suddenly I hear a big boom and a chunk of the mansion flies off. Then the mansion goes up in flames. My eyes get watery again as I watch my only home burn away. We finally pull out of my parent's estate and drive into the night.
Present
I wipe a tear that escaped my eye. I'm the only one left in my family. My father, the Vampire King was facing a rebellion from the vampires. Many of the vampires were upset that he married a human and made her Queen. However, my father loved my mother, he didn't care if a few hundred vampires disagreed with his decision. To top of the rebellious vampires' anger, I was born. Half-vampire, half-human. The next ruler of the Vampire kingdom was not fully a vampire. This must have led them all to break into the mansion and attack my family that night.
Peter Lyon, the man who saved my life that night, told me that all the ashes we've seen while walking out of the mansion was the ashes of all the vampires my father defeated alone. Peter was my father's right hand. He trusted him, and when he got an alert on his phone from my father, he drove there from the next town. He tried to get there as fast as he could.
Peter agreed to be my coach when I was younger. He taught me how to fight, how to use weapons and how to quickly kill a vampire. I trust him more than anyone. He's like a big brother to me. Peter is a vampire who is a vampire hunter. I took after him in becoming a vampire hunter because I wouldn't want people to go through what I went through with vampires.
Vampires who kill innocent people deserve no mercy. They deserve to be wiped off the face of this earth. Peter told me that everyone thinks the vampire princess is dead, which is good for my safety. There are still some of the rebellious vampires out there, and if they were to find out that I were alive, I'd be hunted down and killed.
I don't understand why these rebellious vampires hate humans so much. It should be the other way around. Vampires live off human blood, humans should hate the vampires more than the vampires hate them. It's so confusing.
RIIINNNGGGGG
The sound of my cellphone interrupted my thoughts. I look at my reflection one last time before going to my room. I look around my medium sized room. The walls are white, my king sized bed is covered in messy black bed sheets and a black night stand is on both sides of the bed. A desk is at the corner of the room and my walk in closet is a few feet away the desk. I spot my ringing cellphone on one of the night stands and quickly run to answer it.
"Hello?" I say into my phone.
"Good morning Mai" John Brown's voice says kindly on the other line.
"Oh, good morning John! What's up?" My mood is instantly lifted when I hear my friend's voice.
"Mai, I really don't want to bother you, but I'm in desperate need of your help. You're the leader of Japan's number one Vampire Hunting team, and signs of a vampire has shown up at the orphanage at church. I'm afraid three girls have gone missing at night, and two of them have shown up, dead, with fang marks on their necks." John says, his voice worried.
"That's terrible! Can we meet up at the tea café near my house in 20 minutes? I need more details about the case."
"Yes, of course. I'll see you there. Thank you Mai." John says relieved.
"Don't mention it John." I say, then hang up. I quickly brush my teeth and hair, leaving my hair down. Then I put on my black tights and a black tank top. I slip on my socks and black combat boots. I grab my keys and phone from the night stand and leave my apartment to meet up with John. I sigh as I walk toward the Tea Café. Those poor orphans must be scared to death. I open the door to the café, ready to help those poor children and my dear friend John.
Hey guys! Soooo what do you think? Should I continue this story? Please review! No hate comments please! Thanks! ~ Moonlinny ❤️
P.s. This is my second fanfiction! If you want, you could read my first one, it's called Tough Choices! Thanks!