Oay so this is my first EVER fanfiction. i know i made many errors and what not, bit i hope you can still enjoy it!

Disclaimer: though no names are used, i do not own any of them and that they all belong to sega!

The smell in the wind

Chapter 0: prologue

No…This never happened before! This never happened in the past, what 270 so years! I never got carried away before, so why did it happen now?! Why…why is this happening?! He felt the girl underneath him shuffle and she quietly moaned so very weakly, full of pure agony, it was painful to hear her. The edges of her eyes were damp and moist due to the collection of liquid streaming down them, very, very slowly, one at a time. He was still holding her, one leg up, and the other kneeled down so she could be supported in an awkward sitting position. She began to choke on the air that was entering her lungs.

"y-you…" she let out in a raspy whisper. Her eyes on his face, that was looking at the entrance of the alley way they were in, hoping no one else would be coming any time soon. He forced himself to look at her, in the face. This face that was going to die soon, all because of his carelessness! It was his entire fault she was dying in his arms!

He cringed, not out of disgust, but out of anguish and misery at what he had done.

She finally spat out when they made eye contact. "I know… I Know that they WILL find you…" she paused, she must have been thinking of what to say next. She breathed in deep, but it was too deep that she choked on to much air. She was able to relaxed herself back and continued, "Before they kill you, tell them… tell them they meant the world to me." This caught me off guard for so many reasons. What? Was that why she was dressed like some old bum? She was a slayer! She dressed up to look like bait, so she could lure a vampire? It could have worked if I wasn't so fast. And then it hit me. And I felt eyes sag and my heart drop. She had friends, people that would miss her. And from what I hear, they would miss her dearly. I preyed on homeless people, so if by chance if they did expire… no one would really care too much. It made me think again, oh god, what have I done? But wait if she was a slayer…I was the only vampire in this small city, was she- my thought had been interrupted.

"Tell them I was blessed…to work with them...have had them as…friends." The sides of her lips slowly rose to what I think was a smile. She didn't seem like the smiling type. I looked away; this was getting to be too painful. "I was so blessed…" her eyes fluttered some; you could see that the life was just leaking out of her. I turned back to face her and looked right in her eyes. I really shouldn't have. What I saw, was for lack of words, unexpected. I saw agony, fury,… and happiness. She must have been thinking of these people she called "friends". Suddenly, everything that reminded me that she was a slayer was gone.

More tears cascaded smoothly down her furry cheeks to the tip of her chin, her mouth slowly curved to a great smile. "I-if I could only…tell them that myself…" her words slurred a little and dragged as she struggled to stay conscious, I could tell it was getting hard her for to speek. I barely had a chance to break my eyes from her gaze, when I saw her tilt her gun up to my chin. I wasn't scared, for it was going to do much to me. Her hand quivered too much that once it touched my chin, her hand slipped out of the gun and it fell to the floor with a loud "clang!" I watched it fall flat on its side; it was if it fell in slow motion. This gave me a few mila-seconds, just enough that I could tear my gaze from her dyeing form on me.

Her sobs had turn into full wales of agony. Oh gosh this startled me; I really didn't want her to attract any attention, even if it was the dead of night and no one as out and about, it was just uncomfortable. I looked around to see if could see any movement around but saw none. I'm glad that we were in a closed off alley, but if someone were to come by, then I would be in some trouble. Before it was bearable crying, but now, she was so loud, crying, whaling, and angry at this point. I bit the bottom of my lip, hard. This is why I don't kill them in the first place! I mentally scolded myself, and swallowed hard. I started to think, think very hard on what I was about to say. Wondering if it was the right thing to say, "…if I give you the chance to see them again… will you accept my offer? No questions asked?" She quite downed her sobbing a little to register what I was saying. I'm sure any regular person knew what I was implying, very much so I slayer at most. She was either two steps from deaths door, or she must have been stupid. She brought her head up to stare at my eyes. I looked down at her and saw her lips move, "I…want to see them…just once more… so that…can tell them. Even if it kil-"Her words were cut off. Her body became heavy and limp as her eyes slowly closed on her final partial word.

Quickly, now was the time. I dug my fangs into her wrist and then into mine. My blood fell like a waterfall, leaking out of my veins inside of me, while hers was disgustingly dry, and what little she had, bubbled out. Quickly I allowed my blood to flow on to the open gash on her wrist. Drip by drip, the blood flowed, looking of her wound entrance and made its way in her veins, it should be circulating in her. I let more plop in, having to open my wrist again while doing so. Though I might say that it was quiet a painful process needless to say. To be honest, not as much as I would have wanted actually made it in her, but this amount would have to do. I think we had spent enough time here as it is. I would have to continue this elsewhere, the century was almost up, and those western bastards would probably start showing up anytime now. It would be best to get her out of here, and in my weaken state I wouldn't be able to put a full fight. I licked my wrist and licked my thumb, adding a thick layer of saliva on it as I applied it on her wrist so it would close up. I picked her up in my arms she wasn't moving, but what did you exspect? She did die I mean. But…she was not cold; I could feel some warmth from her. I smiled. Good. She could make it for the trip. I stood up, while she was still in my arms. And I sped off out of the alley way and on t the corners of streets. This was a small town surrounded by much dense forest, and guess where I went off to.

That's when I finally felt it, the very, very sudden movement of her chest rising and falling, and I could hear the thumps of her heart, it was extremely quite, but it was louder then the dead night. I looked down at her, she was sleeping of course, well more like passed out, or something, I wouldn't know what to call it. I couldn't help but smile a little; she was going to be ay-okay, and I don't have to worry about an ugly face. She was pretty. He moved his arms to get a better grip, when he felt it, a stake. His whole mood changed. Did she REALLY want this to have happened? Was this the right thing to have done? I shook this trail of thought out of my mind. No time for this right now, my first priority was to get us out of here and fully complete this. She made it this far, I would be forsaking my honor if I didn't complete it. But boy, is she going to get real upset when she wakes up. The night carried on as I traversed it. But today seems a little brighter; I looked up at the sky, full of stars. I looked down at her once more, maybe today wasn't so bad. "I mean, when this is all over, you can see your friends again!" I gave her a wink, even though she would not see it. "With me here, I'll make sure your new life won't be so hard on you!" I chuckled a little; I looked sky words and spotted the moon up ahead it was beautiful, though nothing special, it was just a quarter moon, not a full or new moon, not even a crescent. But this somehow gave me hope, hope that his will turn out okay for me. I looked down, and for my soon to be friend.