A dhampir sat on top of a hill, looking over the countryside that he had memorized when he was a child.

"Whatcha doin' this time? Still upset that you can't use the name...glurgh!" The raspy voice that seemed to come from nowhere stopped. One could see that the dhampir's left hand had closed into a tight fist. He continued to look out on the countryside. Of course I can't use my given name, idiot! He thought. What kind of Vampire hunter has a name like that? I want something cool, but something that doesn't look like I was trying too hard.

He looked out again at the rolling fields, trying to think of a name that would spread his fame far and wide. The problem was, every name he though of was either too silly, too long, or didn't fit him at all.

The parasite on his hand was getting rather sick of sitting on this hill, day after broiling day, and decided to take matters into his own...er, hand (pun very much intended). "How about a letter? It's simple, concise, and easy to remember." And there's only twenty six of them, so that will put a definite limit on how long I'm going to spend stuffed into this glove!!"

The dhampir looked at his hand in surprise. It was rare that the parasite had a good idea, and even rarer that the dhampir heard it. A? Already taken as a word. B? Also taken, and it sounds funny. C? Gah! No, that's for a girl. D? Not bad. He scratched a note on a nearby rock with his fingernail. E? Not a name. F? Not a name either... he spent considerably longer pondering the various letters than his parasite would have liked, but eventually he narrowed it down to four. D, J, L, or V. he scratched out V and J, because J was a name already that he didn't like, and V shouldn't be a Vampire hunter's name, too much association, especially for a dhampir. It was between L and D.

The dhampir thought about these two letters for a long time, until the sky began to lighten to a beautiful (or ominous) shade of pink.

"Just pick one already! It's almost sunrise!" The parasite bellowed.

The parasite's host hopped up and was running before it even finished its sentence.

"So, did you pick one?"

"Yeah."

"Can I ask which one?" Jeez, talking to him right now is like pulling teeth, I hope it isn't permanent.

"D."

***End***

Well, that was easier than I thought it would be. Well, love it? Hate it? It was a random scene that I will not expand on, though I do plan on a VHD/ Trinity Blood crossover once my present TB fic is finished.