Disclaimer: Don't own Vampire Game.
Operation: Ishtar will be Mine
His naked form was silhouetted by moonlight, Duzell feared vampire king, was in his Ishtar form brooding by the window. The moon was full and it was eerily calm outside with the barest flicker of the shadows dancing on the trim grass situated beneath him.
Ishtar was out somewhere, in the next town or in the next village in another one of her wild schemes. "Duzzie, if anyone's looking for me. Pretend to be me ok?" She said sweetly, patting his kitty head before escaping through the window.
Hence, he was in the position. But after a couple of hours of no interruption, he grew weary and began to brood. Since his rebirth, he had suffered one injustice after another having to put up with one of Ishtar's scheme that had always landed him in positions…his former self would have shuddered at the thought of (shuddered still inside). Yet one thing was sure, he was never bored in this life. And he was rather getting fond of the Princess, even with her strange way of thinking. His desire of finding Phelios was starting to dim with his desire of being with the Princess.
Which is why when the soft knock hit the door and Darres' voice entered the room, instead of pretending to be Ishtar, he turned back to his kitty form and stood coiled in a tense position by the window sill. He did not hiss or try to attack, but his cat eyes did not blink as he stared with animosity at the newcomer.
"Princess Ishtar?" Darres called out and caught himself. As a smile played on his lips as a memory arose.
"No, Ishtar. Call me Ishtar from now on." Ishtar said seriously holding both of his hands. A few minutes ago Ishtar had declared her love, and he had grudgingly admitted his, against all his rational reasons to deny it.
He nodded. "Yes Princess." That received him a kick in the shins with Ishtar stomping off.
When he awoke from his short daydream, he noticed the empty bed, and the empty room (except for one stiff kitty) and the window wide open into the night. He cursed. Damn Ishtar, I thought she would be over this by now.
As he hurried to alert the guard he turned to close the door and momentarily was caught by what seemed like intense hostility in the cat's eyes. "Probably disturbed his beauty sleep or something." Darres thought a bit unnerved.Ishtar and her love for weird things, even weird pets.
After the door had closed, Duzell returned back to his original form, not the Ishtar twin. Suddenly his problems have fixated on one person. Darres. It seemed taking care of 'Darres' was becoming to take precedence over finding Phelios reincarnation. "And wouldn't it be damn funny if Darres would turn out to be Phelios reincarnation." He thought, his eyes glowing red with dry amusement.
"Ishtar should never find out." He thought critically and plans began to form in his mind. "Operation Ishtar Will Be Mine and Darres Dies Begins." He thought evilly.
A/n: WAH! Darres lovers don't kill me. LOL. This will be a Darres/Ishtar/Duzzie fic
Thinking of doing another strictly Duzell/Ishtar.
This was born out of my frustration to read Vol 11-15. Anyone know where I can read Vol 11-15?