Blood Reunion
by ShinraiHimura
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Disclaimer: I no own YuGiOh or Hamlet! No sue! Lacka damoola!
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'Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out contagion to the world; now could I drink hot blood, and do such bitter business as the day would quake to look upon. --Hamlet, Act III Scene ii

That year, on an afternoon in late October, a soft powder of glistening snowflakes began gently falling from a gray sky. Cathing the maple and oak trees by surprise in their gold and crimson leaves, blanketing the lamp posts, rooftops, and sidewalks in a thin layer of snow.

Jalel Trumane awoke at sunset, as she had done every time for a century. She allowed herself a wistful smile as she surveyed the snowy scenery from her window, sensing the excitement of the city's children; a silent laughter riding the wind.
All Hallow's Eve, she mused. How fitting. Jalel's ice blue eyes narrowed at the sight of Seto Kaiba and his forever a child brother, Mokuba. Walking with the two vampires were several other mortals, two sets of identical twins at that.

Feeling watched, Seto let his eyes scan the buildings around him and his companions. He could sense another Eternal somewhere close by. A familiar one at that. Then he saw her. Jalel Trumane, burnished gold hair and eyes as cold as ice. He would never forget such a fledgling of his. She was a fiesty one too, her twin evenmore so.
Khira Trumane didn't resemble her sister in any way, with polished copper hair and eyes of lavender. As far as age goes, Jalel is the oldest from birth, though Khira has been dead longer.

Jalel bared her fangs at Kaiba as her sister walked into the living room, stretching and yawning, her small fangs glistening.
Moonlight, fangs, glitter, shine, havesting the human vine. Eternal game, hunter, prey, mortals always slower, they. Instinct sends them running, madly; always ending the same, badly. Chase them, tease, feed their fear; whisper in thier dying ear. Too soon tis done; they are gone, horizon lightens, hated dawn. As morn approaches, I am prey; soon I shall be deaf and blind. Deepest sleep through bitter light, come swiftly beloved Mother Night! Khira sang, twirling around the couch in a happy manner. Even being forever fiteen hasn't darkened Khira's personality much. Jalel was given the dark gift when she was almost eighteen.
Well, you're in a good mood this evening. Jalel commented at her twin.
I'm almost always in a good mood, dear sister. Khira said in a mock Transylvanian accent.
Wake up on the wrong side of the coffin? she asked, getting a pint of blood-in-a-bag from the refridgerator.
Yeah, the outside. Jalel said, remembering the hot feeling of the sun touch her earlier that day when she fell out of her coffin. Somehow it had tipped over.
Khira drained the bloodpack and threw it in the fire. The doorbell rang, startling both vampires. The scent of Mokuba and Seto Kaibainvaded their nostrils. Khira merrily jumped to the door and flung it open.
Hence! Home, you idle creature, get you home! Is this a holiday? What, know you not, being mechnical, you ought not walk upon a laboring day without the sign of your profession? Speak, what trade art thou? Khira spoke in true Elizabethan tongue to Seto and his companions.
Mokuba ran forth in his costume of a vampire, Why, madam, I am but a vampyer!
If thou be a vampyer, then where are thy fangs, doth not this crusifix repel thee. Wouldst mylord vampyer partake of mine own blood, if he please so? Khira said urging the little drama on. The two ancient friends exchanged Elizabethan lines in a spur of the moment drama.
If you two are quite finished. Jalel said, quite a crowd had gathered to watch the little drama.
But we haven't ended the final scene! both Mokuba and Khira yelled. Jalel looked annoyed, Very well, finish this and let them leave.
Fare thy well, my lord vampier. I pray thee to take of this candy. Your companions too. So that you all may leave satisfied. Khira said and held out a bowl of candy. Most of the gathered took candy and left. Jalel leaned against the oorframe as her sister introduced herself to Seto and Mokuba's friends.
Even after all these years, Eternity hasn't phased her spirit, has it Jalel? Seto said in a low tone.
You're one to talk. she replied, indicated how Seto was still an asshole after all those years they've known each other.

/What is it about those two that is so odd?/ Yami wondered. He could sense a small part of himself in these girls as well as in Seto and Mokuba, but why?
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