The Vampire Hunters
By
Heather R.
Chapter 1
i*Note to the readers. This story takes place 656 years later after the film, 'Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust'. The ideas for this story came from the 1st movie, the video game, and as well as the new movie bloodlust. Note: I don't OWN any of the vampires such as D from the film or any of the others, however Irisa, Horatio, and Mel belong to me. If you wish to use them, you MUST contact me first, thanks and enjoy the story!i
It was yet again another normal night for the hunter named D. For the last three weeks things had been rather dual. Not that many vampires, monsters, or demons lurked about. The vampire population was still decreasing in low numbers, but the most vampires were, being killed here on Earth.
However the few vampires that did live, had managed to flee this world long ago to the 'City of The Night'. The same place that Meier Link, had fled to over 656 years ago. Yes, it's hard to believe it had been that long ago since, he had fought Carmila and went after the girl named Charlotte to save her.
That mission come to think of it, had been his favorite. Though sometimes, he wondered if what he had done by letting Meier Link go alive, had been the right thing to do. Never the matter, that had happened over 656 years ago, and he wasn't in the mood to think about such old things.
What he wanted now was something to do. Well sure, he had Left Hand to chat with, but sometimes D's hand got on his nerves with the things he said.
"D, maybe you should settle down with someone, I mean their HAS to be someone you could love." His hand argued, finally speaking up.
D just laid their on his made out bed in the high grass, and sighed wearily. "You know it's not that easy..." He began.
"So what! Yes, you are a Dunpeal, so WHY not try looking for a female Dunpeal? You know how badly your heart, yearns to share the warmth of another's heart! Why not give someone a chance D. Each time you see some beautiful women you instantly try and think of something else, besides wanting them." Hand sighed. "Why do I bother, this is one thing you never bother to listen too, or EVEN put into consideration."
"If it were only that easy...Maybe, but no. I'm sure if ANY Dunpeal male of female knows of me they'll, number one: try and kill me, or number two: run away in fear."
"Hmm, you have a point, score one for the Dunpeal Hunter." Hand said in a mocking tone.
Mean while away from the two, a young Dunpeal Hunter by the name of Irisa, was busy with her own matters. The young half breed was busy watching a group of vampires who were up to no good.
For a month Irisa had been following these vampires. She had been hired to track them down, and kill them all. Tonight was the night, she could feel it.
Supposedly, the one who was the leader of the group, planned on heading up to the Devil's Den to get the last of the things he needed. What they were Irisa wasn't that sure of, but she was going to find out, and kill the vampires she had been ordered to kill.
A door opened, and light from an oil lantern spilled out onto the ground. Quickly Irisa moved into the shadows and hid. She ducked low, behind a set of shrubs, and watched in silence as 3 vampires got into a carriage.
She waited till the carriage was ahead a little, and moving quickly, she raced to her horse, and jumped onto it, and rode off on the black cyborg horse.
The ride must have been two hours, but Irisa still followed behind closely. She wasn't about to let these vampires get away, or let the others waiting get away either, even if it met risking her own neck, but the auburn haired, and violet eyed Dunpeal didn't seem to care. The look of danger, burned behind those violet eyes.
'God I must be dumb to go in alone and attempt to do this, but it must be done.' She thought to herself, as she rode on.
D had been half asleep, and sat up to see a carriage roll on by, and noticed Irisa in the distance following. He thought Irisa was a robber or something. Quickly he gathered up his few items and placed them in the saddle pack and mounted his own cybord horse and raced off to see what was going on.
"They all seem to be heading for Devil's Den...I wonder what the rush is, and my, didn't that female look rather...oh what's the word young males use...Hot?" Hand began, and ended with one of his pointless sarcastic jokes.
"That's enough." D said, and quickly raced on to catch up.
Finally the carriage rolled into Devil's Den and waiting already their were 5 other vampires. Greetings were exchanged, handshakes, and some bit of a conversation began to build up about the vampires reigning complete control over the humans, and the humans once more becoming the livestock, and helpless souls to the vampire race.
Irisa stood in the shadows watching closely. Something about these vampires seemed so very familiar, but it was so hard to place. They reminded her of the ones who...'No it couldn't be...Could it?' She asked herself this, it troubled her soul to even think about it, but now wasn't the time to worry about past expiernces, now was the time to kill these vampires before they left.
She drew two wooden stakes out of boots, and flung them into the backs of two vampires impaling them. Now she was down to six, which was better then eight.
The six remaining vampires all spun around to see the young Dunpeal Hunter step out of the shadows her long sword drawn and ready to fight. "What is this! A vampire hunter has come to kill us?" The leader asked stepping forward.
The leader's name was Mel. He was about 6 foot even, very well built, and muscular, long white hair, which must, have once been blonde and cold blue eyes, that held the look to kill them.
"Your time is up, now it is time for you to die..." Came Irisa's words.
A wicked smile curled at the lips of the leader. "Your voice...I know it..." With the wave of his hand, a hat the girl wore flew off her head to reveal the features of the young Dunpeal Hunter. "Oh my, it IS you...The Dunpeal, that bastered of a vampire Horatio De Cannon took into his home 400 years ago." He laughed, delighted to see this young Dunpeal's face.
"I knew something was very familiar about you, as well...Never once have I forgiven you or the REST of your kind, for what you did to him, he deserved NONE of the punishment you and your fellow basterds gave him, but enough of this twaddle, it's time that you and your companion's die." Came her words, so cold, and full of hate.
The other vampires slowly began to come forward, but were stopped by the hand of Mel. "No, the rest of you stay their, let ME, have some fun with this pretty little thing." He ordered taking a step forward.
D had been their the whole while watching on in the shadows in silence, the name Horatio De Cannon rang a bell, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He deiced to sit this fight out, and see just how long this young Dunpeal would last, he assumed not long before she was dead.
"Let's finish this, right here, right now..." Irisa stated taking one step forward, her sword in her hand ready for the fight.
"Very well." Mel said simply, and raised his hand as his hand turned into a mental claw.
Irisa didn't bother to wait for Mel to make the move and jumped into the air and swung at him. She had missed him, only to have him behind her in an instant, she dropped onto the ground and rolled out of the way in time as the claw nearly took her head off.
Mel jumped back, watching the Dunpeal jump back onto her feet. He grinned, rather impressed by her moves. "Nice, but it's going to take more then your speed and sword to kill me." He ran at her and managed to make a deep wound on her left arm.
Irisa winced at the pain in her left arm, but didn't stop to tend to it, she jumped into the air and kicked Mel in the face sending him into the rocky wall, and landed on both her feet, and watched as some rocks fell onto him.
This didn't stop Mel, he managed to get free of the rumble and sent the rocks flying at Irisa. He was unfortunate the first few tries, but by the sixth rock he hand managed to nail the young Dunpeal and send her flying into the other rocky wall.
Irisa had been caught off guard when the large rock nailed her, sending her flying into the other wall, the pain that came next was unbearable. Her spaniel cord had been shattered in the impact, making her let out a cry of pain. She like the rock tumbled to the ground.
Mel grinned in delight, along with his fellow companions who seemed to enjoy the pain coming from the young Dunpeal Hunter. Mel now stood over the young Hunter looking down at her. "Join us and I'll let you live Dunpeal."
Irisa tried to sit up, but each time she moved it was nothing more then pain for her, and this, this really looked like it was the end of the line for her. "No chance in hell Mel, I'd rather die then join you, the one who killed the only person I ever knew or trusted in this world." She said coldly.
He sighed, "Such a pity, you could have been of real use to me, but no matter, you can join your Horatio in hell." He bent down, and picked up the Dunpeal's sword in his hand and looked it over. "I wonder how many of our kind you've have killed with this thing..." He shrugged and raised the blade up into the air, and looked down into violet eyes of Irisa. "Say hello to Horatio for me." He sneered, and began to bring the blade down on her.
In a flash the sword was out of Mel's hands, and into the chest of one of the other vampires. Irisa opened her shut eyes to see a man, with long, reddish/brown hair standing over her, eyes locked with Mel.
Mel was shocked, and bemused. "Well, well...another party crasher." He stated.
D didn't bother to answer this vampire and with one kick swing of his blade took the head of Mel off, his body falling onto the ground like a ton of bricks. He looked in the direction of the remaining vampires, who all held a look of terror in their eyes.
Irisa wanted to help, but the slow healing of her spaniel cord wouldn't be finished until the next nightfall.
D looked at the wounded Dunpeal. "Don't move, lay still." He said, as if reading her thoughts, and advanced on the remaining vampires.
The five vampires that were still alive weren't about to give up to this Hunter, and attacked D. With the swing of his sword D managed to take off three heads on the vampires. They were dumb, and not very skillful with fighting.
The two vampires who were alive begged D not to kill them, but not seeming to care he took their heads off as well. His sword was bloody, but that didn't matter, as he turned and picked up the sword out of one of the dead vampires chest, that belonged to the female Dunpeal Hunter. D turned and headed back towards the hurt hunter and slipped her sword into it's case, behind her back.
"Thank you." Irisa said.
D took a step back, and looked at her. "Your welcome..." He said. "Do you need any help?" He asked, knowing most likely it would be a yes, but he wanted to see what her response would be.
Irisa tried to sit up, but bit down on her bottom lip to force back the scream that wanted to come from her lips, before she could answer really she felt D scoop her up into his arms. "Don't!" She cried out. The pain was so great she could hardly stand it.
"Ignore the pain as best as you can." He said, trying to settle the wounded Dunpeal down.
He carried Irisa out of Devil's Den, and towards his horse and hers. He mounted his horse and took the reins of hers, tying the reigns of Irisa's horse to his so it didn't run off, or get stolen. He looked down into Irisa's face. She was beautiful yes, but he couldn't bring himself to love anyone, not even if they were another Dunpeal, and fought to save others, and kill vampires.
"Please just leave me here..." Irisa pleaded, she couldn't bare much more of this pain in her back.
D raised Left Hand and noticed the shocked expression on the younger Dunpeals face. Irisa ended up going into a deep sleep, once Left Hand did something to her. It would give Irisa some peace of mind, and not be in such pain.
"Where do you plan on going with her D?" Hand asked.
"To the village. It's not far from here, I will take her their to an inn and leave her their." D responded, and began the ride towards the village.
"D...Why not travel with her...At least you could have some company." Hand stated.
"No, I know it wouldn't work out..." He was cut off before he could finish.
"Damnit D! You piss me off sometimes. You are afraid of everything that involves being around a female! I mean look at her! She's beautiful, strong, and yes we don't know a whole lot about her, but we could if you choose to travel with her."
D drew in a deep breath, and let it all out. "Fine." He paused, "I will give her a chance, but ONLY if she wants the company."
Left Hand, if he could have, would've have jumped for joy . "Excellent!"
By
Heather R.
Chapter 1
i*Note to the readers. This story takes place 656 years later after the film, 'Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust'. The ideas for this story came from the 1st movie, the video game, and as well as the new movie bloodlust. Note: I don't OWN any of the vampires such as D from the film or any of the others, however Irisa, Horatio, and Mel belong to me. If you wish to use them, you MUST contact me first, thanks and enjoy the story!i
It was yet again another normal night for the hunter named D. For the last three weeks things had been rather dual. Not that many vampires, monsters, or demons lurked about. The vampire population was still decreasing in low numbers, but the most vampires were, being killed here on Earth.
However the few vampires that did live, had managed to flee this world long ago to the 'City of The Night'. The same place that Meier Link, had fled to over 656 years ago. Yes, it's hard to believe it had been that long ago since, he had fought Carmila and went after the girl named Charlotte to save her.
That mission come to think of it, had been his favorite. Though sometimes, he wondered if what he had done by letting Meier Link go alive, had been the right thing to do. Never the matter, that had happened over 656 years ago, and he wasn't in the mood to think about such old things.
What he wanted now was something to do. Well sure, he had Left Hand to chat with, but sometimes D's hand got on his nerves with the things he said.
"D, maybe you should settle down with someone, I mean their HAS to be someone you could love." His hand argued, finally speaking up.
D just laid their on his made out bed in the high grass, and sighed wearily. "You know it's not that easy..." He began.
"So what! Yes, you are a Dunpeal, so WHY not try looking for a female Dunpeal? You know how badly your heart, yearns to share the warmth of another's heart! Why not give someone a chance D. Each time you see some beautiful women you instantly try and think of something else, besides wanting them." Hand sighed. "Why do I bother, this is one thing you never bother to listen too, or EVEN put into consideration."
"If it were only that easy...Maybe, but no. I'm sure if ANY Dunpeal male of female knows of me they'll, number one: try and kill me, or number two: run away in fear."
"Hmm, you have a point, score one for the Dunpeal Hunter." Hand said in a mocking tone.
Mean while away from the two, a young Dunpeal Hunter by the name of Irisa, was busy with her own matters. The young half breed was busy watching a group of vampires who were up to no good.
For a month Irisa had been following these vampires. She had been hired to track them down, and kill them all. Tonight was the night, she could feel it.
Supposedly, the one who was the leader of the group, planned on heading up to the Devil's Den to get the last of the things he needed. What they were Irisa wasn't that sure of, but she was going to find out, and kill the vampires she had been ordered to kill.
A door opened, and light from an oil lantern spilled out onto the ground. Quickly Irisa moved into the shadows and hid. She ducked low, behind a set of shrubs, and watched in silence as 3 vampires got into a carriage.
She waited till the carriage was ahead a little, and moving quickly, she raced to her horse, and jumped onto it, and rode off on the black cyborg horse.
The ride must have been two hours, but Irisa still followed behind closely. She wasn't about to let these vampires get away, or let the others waiting get away either, even if it met risking her own neck, but the auburn haired, and violet eyed Dunpeal didn't seem to care. The look of danger, burned behind those violet eyes.
'God I must be dumb to go in alone and attempt to do this, but it must be done.' She thought to herself, as she rode on.
D had been half asleep, and sat up to see a carriage roll on by, and noticed Irisa in the distance following. He thought Irisa was a robber or something. Quickly he gathered up his few items and placed them in the saddle pack and mounted his own cybord horse and raced off to see what was going on.
"They all seem to be heading for Devil's Den...I wonder what the rush is, and my, didn't that female look rather...oh what's the word young males use...Hot?" Hand began, and ended with one of his pointless sarcastic jokes.
"That's enough." D said, and quickly raced on to catch up.
Finally the carriage rolled into Devil's Den and waiting already their were 5 other vampires. Greetings were exchanged, handshakes, and some bit of a conversation began to build up about the vampires reigning complete control over the humans, and the humans once more becoming the livestock, and helpless souls to the vampire race.
Irisa stood in the shadows watching closely. Something about these vampires seemed so very familiar, but it was so hard to place. They reminded her of the ones who...'No it couldn't be...Could it?' She asked herself this, it troubled her soul to even think about it, but now wasn't the time to worry about past expiernces, now was the time to kill these vampires before they left.
She drew two wooden stakes out of boots, and flung them into the backs of two vampires impaling them. Now she was down to six, which was better then eight.
The six remaining vampires all spun around to see the young Dunpeal Hunter step out of the shadows her long sword drawn and ready to fight. "What is this! A vampire hunter has come to kill us?" The leader asked stepping forward.
The leader's name was Mel. He was about 6 foot even, very well built, and muscular, long white hair, which must, have once been blonde and cold blue eyes, that held the look to kill them.
"Your time is up, now it is time for you to die..." Came Irisa's words.
A wicked smile curled at the lips of the leader. "Your voice...I know it..." With the wave of his hand, a hat the girl wore flew off her head to reveal the features of the young Dunpeal Hunter. "Oh my, it IS you...The Dunpeal, that bastered of a vampire Horatio De Cannon took into his home 400 years ago." He laughed, delighted to see this young Dunpeal's face.
"I knew something was very familiar about you, as well...Never once have I forgiven you or the REST of your kind, for what you did to him, he deserved NONE of the punishment you and your fellow basterds gave him, but enough of this twaddle, it's time that you and your companion's die." Came her words, so cold, and full of hate.
The other vampires slowly began to come forward, but were stopped by the hand of Mel. "No, the rest of you stay their, let ME, have some fun with this pretty little thing." He ordered taking a step forward.
D had been their the whole while watching on in the shadows in silence, the name Horatio De Cannon rang a bell, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He deiced to sit this fight out, and see just how long this young Dunpeal would last, he assumed not long before she was dead.
"Let's finish this, right here, right now..." Irisa stated taking one step forward, her sword in her hand ready for the fight.
"Very well." Mel said simply, and raised his hand as his hand turned into a mental claw.
Irisa didn't bother to wait for Mel to make the move and jumped into the air and swung at him. She had missed him, only to have him behind her in an instant, she dropped onto the ground and rolled out of the way in time as the claw nearly took her head off.
Mel jumped back, watching the Dunpeal jump back onto her feet. He grinned, rather impressed by her moves. "Nice, but it's going to take more then your speed and sword to kill me." He ran at her and managed to make a deep wound on her left arm.
Irisa winced at the pain in her left arm, but didn't stop to tend to it, she jumped into the air and kicked Mel in the face sending him into the rocky wall, and landed on both her feet, and watched as some rocks fell onto him.
This didn't stop Mel, he managed to get free of the rumble and sent the rocks flying at Irisa. He was unfortunate the first few tries, but by the sixth rock he hand managed to nail the young Dunpeal and send her flying into the other rocky wall.
Irisa had been caught off guard when the large rock nailed her, sending her flying into the other wall, the pain that came next was unbearable. Her spaniel cord had been shattered in the impact, making her let out a cry of pain. She like the rock tumbled to the ground.
Mel grinned in delight, along with his fellow companions who seemed to enjoy the pain coming from the young Dunpeal Hunter. Mel now stood over the young Hunter looking down at her. "Join us and I'll let you live Dunpeal."
Irisa tried to sit up, but each time she moved it was nothing more then pain for her, and this, this really looked like it was the end of the line for her. "No chance in hell Mel, I'd rather die then join you, the one who killed the only person I ever knew or trusted in this world." She said coldly.
He sighed, "Such a pity, you could have been of real use to me, but no matter, you can join your Horatio in hell." He bent down, and picked up the Dunpeal's sword in his hand and looked it over. "I wonder how many of our kind you've have killed with this thing..." He shrugged and raised the blade up into the air, and looked down into violet eyes of Irisa. "Say hello to Horatio for me." He sneered, and began to bring the blade down on her.
In a flash the sword was out of Mel's hands, and into the chest of one of the other vampires. Irisa opened her shut eyes to see a man, with long, reddish/brown hair standing over her, eyes locked with Mel.
Mel was shocked, and bemused. "Well, well...another party crasher." He stated.
D didn't bother to answer this vampire and with one kick swing of his blade took the head of Mel off, his body falling onto the ground like a ton of bricks. He looked in the direction of the remaining vampires, who all held a look of terror in their eyes.
Irisa wanted to help, but the slow healing of her spaniel cord wouldn't be finished until the next nightfall.
D looked at the wounded Dunpeal. "Don't move, lay still." He said, as if reading her thoughts, and advanced on the remaining vampires.
The five vampires that were still alive weren't about to give up to this Hunter, and attacked D. With the swing of his sword D managed to take off three heads on the vampires. They were dumb, and not very skillful with fighting.
The two vampires who were alive begged D not to kill them, but not seeming to care he took their heads off as well. His sword was bloody, but that didn't matter, as he turned and picked up the sword out of one of the dead vampires chest, that belonged to the female Dunpeal Hunter. D turned and headed back towards the hurt hunter and slipped her sword into it's case, behind her back.
"Thank you." Irisa said.
D took a step back, and looked at her. "Your welcome..." He said. "Do you need any help?" He asked, knowing most likely it would be a yes, but he wanted to see what her response would be.
Irisa tried to sit up, but bit down on her bottom lip to force back the scream that wanted to come from her lips, before she could answer really she felt D scoop her up into his arms. "Don't!" She cried out. The pain was so great she could hardly stand it.
"Ignore the pain as best as you can." He said, trying to settle the wounded Dunpeal down.
He carried Irisa out of Devil's Den, and towards his horse and hers. He mounted his horse and took the reins of hers, tying the reigns of Irisa's horse to his so it didn't run off, or get stolen. He looked down into Irisa's face. She was beautiful yes, but he couldn't bring himself to love anyone, not even if they were another Dunpeal, and fought to save others, and kill vampires.
"Please just leave me here..." Irisa pleaded, she couldn't bare much more of this pain in her back.
D raised Left Hand and noticed the shocked expression on the younger Dunpeals face. Irisa ended up going into a deep sleep, once Left Hand did something to her. It would give Irisa some peace of mind, and not be in such pain.
"Where do you plan on going with her D?" Hand asked.
"To the village. It's not far from here, I will take her their to an inn and leave her their." D responded, and began the ride towards the village.
"D...Why not travel with her...At least you could have some company." Hand stated.
"No, I know it wouldn't work out..." He was cut off before he could finish.
"Damnit D! You piss me off sometimes. You are afraid of everything that involves being around a female! I mean look at her! She's beautiful, strong, and yes we don't know a whole lot about her, but we could if you choose to travel with her."
D drew in a deep breath, and let it all out. "Fine." He paused, "I will give her a chance, but ONLY if she wants the company."
Left Hand, if he could have, would've have jumped for joy . "Excellent!"