Okay, so I might be writing for this story for a while, sorry… Just I have this thing where all the stories where Wicked and Prince end up together, it annoys me… So I wanna be nice to Wicked and start a story where he gets the girl for once… ^.^'
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I twirled the red blade in careless circles around my hand, as if it were a baton, as I walked through the blood I had caused. It was rather pleasant seeing the red stained grass. But I'm sure I'd be the only one to think that. A growl came from beside me and I nonchalantly looked over at the pitch black wolf with gold eyes that seemed to stare into my soul. He jumped at me, his huge paws landing on my shoulders, and his head grew close. His tongue came out and he suddenly licked me, causing me to giggle at the large pup. "You did a good job, Yoru. Let's go to the nearest town and get you a treat, hm?" Yoru barked his agreement and fell off my shoulders to walk beside me as I found the pathway we were following before, turning onto it. I flicked my fingers to get rid of the still wet blood, annoyed that I had to bathe my character yet again, not bothering to glance at the disturbed looking players that were walking the other way on the far side of the path.
We finally made it to the central city of the continent we were on (which one was it again? I couldn't quite remember) and I found the pet shop easily enough. I handed over the gold after I pointed to the bag of treats that looked easy enough to carry and had a generous amount, taking the bag before turning to Yoru. "Now, Yoru. If you try something like you did last time, I'm going to have to punish you again." I said strictly, watching the adorable wolf ears go back on his head and he started whining. "But you'll get one treat for now, continue to be a good boy and you'll get more." I took a treat out and threw it up, not really aiming it, and watched it descend about twenty paces away where an elf was standing. Of course, it was too late to stop the overexcited pup in his run to the treat. The elf only had a moment's warning by the treat landing in his outstretched hand as he seemed to be explaining something to a bard, another elf, someone who looked like a playboy by the confident smile on his face, a little girl, and someone who was wearing thief class attire. The elf managed to turn just in time for Yoru to jump on him and knock him to the ground. I ran over to pull Yoru off, who was a happy pup with his treat hanging out of his mouth, and helped the elf off the ground. I avoided eye contact with any of the group members, bowing quickly in apology, before rushing away from them. I didn't do so well with people. In fact, I could barely stay in their presence much less speak to them. That's why I didn't join a team or a group or whatever. People scared me, to put it bluntly. If I don't ignore their existence, I wouldn't be able to walk through my home without having a panic attack. "Yoru, we're going to the next town. We're probably going to stop in the forest to find a mob." Yoru barked happily, bumping his head into my back before walking beside me again. I giggled at the adorable pup. The way he was could melt even a farmer's heart and they would fall in love with him, even after he stole a few of their chickens and terrorized their herd of cows.
I paused, the darkness of the forest growing as I looked to the right. I could've sworn I heard beast noises, but they seemed to have disappeared. "Yoru." I said quietly, staring at the black wood of the trees and past. Yoru immediately went into battle mode; hackles raised, teeth bared, and growls erupting from his chest. He ran into the bushes and past the trees, disappearing into the black to where I could no longer see him.
"You're that guy from before!" My head snapped around at the voice, grabbing my sword in surprise, before letting go when I realized that it was the group that Yoru had 'attacked'. I blinked at them, wondering what they wanted, before I heard a howl. My eyes widened, my head snapping back around, and I jumped over the bushes and ran through the trees quickly, following the scent of blood. I heard the leaves behind me being crushed under feet and running footsteps as I realized that the group was following. I unsheathed the Dragon Blade, grasping the large sword that was previously on my back with both my hands, and charged into a clearing.
"Yoru, rip them apart!" I yelled before noticing that it was a mob of ogres, ones that didn't seem to be the usual dumb ones, and Yoru's eyes went red as he followed my command, charging at the ones closest to him. I swung my sword and decapitated the one closest to me before jumping in the middle of the group of ugly creatures, turning in a circle to get a bunch of the creatures with my sword and kill them easier and faster. I glanced over at Yoru to see that he had a few minor injuries but the more prominent one was the gash across his back leg. I dodged the spiked club that had come down onto me, rushing forward with a knife to get the ogre much easier. It wasn't easy swinging such a large sword in a close quarters fight so it was best to carry something else to fight with and make sure it was hidden on your person. I fought my way through the horde before I suddenly heard music, seeing the ogres become slower in their attacks. I ignored it and continued hacking my way through, enjoying the feeling of the fresh blood as it fell on me, until I hit the largest one. It seemed to be the last one. I jumped; bringing my sword straight down in front of me as I sliced the ogre in half before it even realized it had been attacked by me. I twirled the Dragon Blade, causing most of the blood to fly off, before I attached it back to my back. I turned to Yoru, watching as his eyes turned back to the beautiful gold they were before, before running over to him to quickly give him a treat. It was a different one from the bag that I had gotten, one that restored the pet's HP. I rarely had to use them but they were great to have. "You did a great job Yoru, now you should rest up a bit. Let's go find a clean clearing, hm?" Yoru followed as I took a curved path around the group that was standing there, staring at me in shock. I motioned for them to follow me, keeping my distance though.
I set up a little teepee type of arrangement with a bunch of sticks I had picked up along the way, finding it easier to be around the group the longer they were near me. Yoru lay down behind me, allowing me to use his body as a pillow, as I let the flames get bigger. "So what's your name?" They seemed to have chosen a pretty easy ice breaker for a question.
"Nightmare." I said lowly, shyly raising my eyes to look towards the one who had spoken. It was the white haired elf that Yoru had jumped on.
"Okay, was there a reason behind you throwing a treat at me and your dog attacking me for it?"
If I had fur, I had a feeling my hackles would raise at that insult. "Yoru is not a dog! He is a full bred wolf, not some mangy mutt off the street!" I glared at the fire, annoyed. "Besides, the treat wasn't supposed to land in someone's hand. Yoru was supposed to retrieve it and bring it back like a good boy, right Yoru?" Yoru barked lowly in agreement, curling around me and laying his gigantic head in my lap. I stroked his fur, scratching behind his ear.
"Are you perhaps a girl?" Someone else asked and I noticed how the other elf, the one who had asked, was really handsome. But was that a trick question? The person who had helped me set up my character had mistaken me for a guy and made my character a guy. It was rather odd to have that chick fawn over me. But my true gender was that of a girl. I guess I'll go for my game gender then.
"No, I'm a guy." I blinked as I looked away from the fire again. I should probably log off since Yoru was asleep already. He'd stay asleep until I logged back in though so he'd get plenty of rest. "I need to log off; I've been in game for a bit too long." I was kind of reluctant since it was so much easier to be with this group with how long I have been with them but I knew we would have departed eventually. I reached up and logged out; taking my helmet off to see that it was five a.m. I decided to get out of bed and meet the day, watch the sun rise maybe, before I actually did anything. My mother had told me that we were going to go out for the day, do some shopping, so I got ready for some practice before I did any shopping, something I hated with my entire being. I got dressed, black training clothes that would block any type of wound getting on me with the dangerous practice, and grabbed my katana. It would do no good if I didn't practice in real life as well as in the game. I wasn't using the same size sword but that was because I didn't have the same endurance my game character had. I realized that, with the stats of my game character, the Dragon Blade was the same as a katana, with the strength and endurance I had in real life. I covered my mouth as a coughing fit came over me, making me bend over at the strength of it, before I recovered quicker than I usually do. It wouldn't do if I collapsed today, mother would be very upset at the change of plans. I tied my short hair back into a ponytail, hair still in and around my face, before leaving my room. My guards followed as I walked down the halls, looking towards the room at the end of the hallway I was currently in for my trainer, before I barged through the door.
"My Lady, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" It seemed as if he was just now getting ready to train himself and I had walked in as he had put his training shirt on. I held up my katana calmly, seeing the friendly smile turn into a knowing one, and he grabbed his katana as well. He walked past me, down several different corridors with me following behind, before he opened one of the double doors that appeared after a long moment of no doors. There was about forty feet from the double doors to a regular door, on both sides. I walked outside, watching the trainer carefully. He liked to do a surprise attack and, even though the clothes protected against any injuries, the hits hurt like all hell. I unsheathed the katana quickly and blocked when I realized that he was no longer in front of me but rather, beside me. He had a sadistic glow in his eyes, which I believe is why he became a trainer for rich snobs like my father. "Good job, my Lady. You're getting better at predicting movements." I fell on my back when he kicked out at me feet, causing me to lose my balance. "But you're not quite there yet." He said as he brought the katana in his hands down, causing me to roll over into a crouching position, my sleeve having a mark where his katana would've hit if I didn't have these clothes on.
I know, I know, you're probably wondering 'why learn how to fight with a katana if you have laser guns and light sabers to fight with?' Why, it's all for the fun of it. I prefer a sword over a gun and, I have to say, lasers bore me to death. If I were forced to fight with a light saber, I'd be bored the entire fight. Simply because, if you fight with a laser, the heat is enough to seal the wound shut as you cut through the person, not letting even a drop of blood to drip out. If you couldn't tell, I liked my opponents to bleed. It makes me feel superior, not a feeling someone in my health feels often. Almost as if to prove that fact, when I was bringing my sword down onto the trainer to knock the katana out of his hand, a coughing fit came over me and I fell to the ground. Why must I have an episode only thirty minutes into training? It was a pain to deal with; especially since I only had one chance a day to fight with him and that was in the morning. This meant I needed to wake up early, so I lost precious sleeping time to train with the katana. When I finally recovered, I saw that the trainer had set his katana aside and was rubbing my back to sooth me and my guards were doing everything from fanning me to having a panic attack, begging me not to die. When one of the calmer ones noticed I had calmed down, she handed me a water bottle for me to drink. I took a small drink before handing it back. "Time's up, my Lady." The trainer said as he stood up, walking over to his discarded katana to pick it up. He walked inside a few moments before a busty woman came running out to me.
"There you are Night! I've been looking everywhere for you!" I rolled my eyes at my mother's exaggeration, standing up from the ground and sheathing the katana. I barely paid attention to my mother's list of places she could've checked, but I knew she didn't since she knew exactly where I would be in the morning. It was only seven now so she was probably looking for me to make sure that I was dressed appropriately for a day out with her. She dragged me into my dressing room where a few maids were waiting patiently to dress me, even if I could do it by myself. An hour passed and I found myself in a nice kimono that accentuated my small curves and my chest, which was made smaller by the sports bra that I wear. My hair was brought up into a bun and decorated with a few gems so that it was plainly obvious that I had money. I didn't much like to dress this way but it was what my mother wanted so I would oblige. Plus, it was black with a dark red obi and red designs; I had no reason to complain. I followed her as she gushed about how adorable and doll like I looked with how my bangs set perfectly on my face, my forest green eyes showing vividly in contrast to the light brown my hair was.
"Mother, where are we going?" I asked, looking towards her as she went to the personal teleport station that was built in the house so we didn't have to drive anywhere when we wanted to get to the shopping district or whatever.
"Today, we're going to get you something to decorate your plain room with." She said, no longer gushing about my appearance so her voice had turned deeper and more womanly than her girly gushing voice. I blinked. It wasn't really all that plain at all. I just didn't have the many things she had in her room. It had pictures in certain spots and I had a desk along with a case for the collection I had started of katanas. My bed was gigantic, which was slightly annoying when I wanted to get in or out of it, so it took up most of the room.
We had been going from store to store, people looking at us strangely for the many body guards we had and the attire we wore, and nothing seemed to go up to mother's standards. Eventually, she gave up and just started following me whenever I walked into a store. I had just walked out of a really nice weapon store when I was bumped into by a girl who was shorter than I. "Oh, excuse me!" She said, her face morphing into an apologetic smile as a boy behind her was staring at me.
"You look familiar. Have we met before?" He squinted at me, looking me up and down. I stared back at him, noticing similar features to the elf that had been leading the group, before observing the girl. She looked back at me questioningly, causing me to blink a few times. She looked almost exactly like the elf warrior! All she needed was a gender change, armor, short white hair, and crimson eyes. Crap, I only hoped that she didn't see me as Nightmare.
"I would hope my daughter was meeting with the likes of you!" Mother's voice came from behind me before she forced her way in between me and the young man. "Commoners have no reason to even speak to her!" She said in a disgusted voice as she glared down at the two, causing them both to get tick marks before I was guided away from them. I looked back to see the boy holding the girl back from coming after us, even if he looked just as angry. I giggled, hiding my smile behind the sleeve, before facing forward again, noticing how the girl stopped struggling when she met my eyes. I couldn't wait to log back into Second Life tonight.
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Yup, the first chapter… now that I reread it, it kinda looks like crap, but if you like it, please do say so… I don't update unless I really like the story or I get five reviews or twenty follows
Deciding to make herself a character in a good Manhua,
Nightmare