Blade/Vampire Hunter D
Setting: Modern day/Blade
"Friends, you remember those."
Whistler's words rang in Blade's ears as he rested his hands on the boat's rail. Giving a sigh he blinked back the closest thing to tears he would ever admit to. It had been only hours before when he'd spoken those words, and was soon after gone. Vanished in a ball of flames that was meant to protect their cause. Now all that was left was him… Him and the so called 'friends' Whistler had spoken of.
"Blade," his head turned toward the unknown voice. "You are Blade are you not?" Blade turned to look at the figure that approached. A tall man came into view. His skin showed pure white in the pale moonlight, and was in perfect contrast with the black coat that covered the rest of him. "Whistler… Sent for me, before," the other fell silent as Blade was snapped out of his stupor.
"Whistler? He never mentioned you. What's your name?" Blade didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to trust the unknown intruder, but he couldn't help but let down his defenses, waiting for an answer.
"They call me, D," violet eyes blinked once, almost seeming to lumines in the darkness before 'D' turned toward the entrance. "Shall we go inside?" With that, he walked through the doors, leaving Blade to follow.
"Hold it right there," Blade entered the room to see half a dozen weapons trained on D. "Blade, you alright?"
"Yes, Whistler sent him," was all he said, the common accurance of a calm voice hiding all signs of the current state he was in, Shock. "He's alright," Blade reached to lower the nearest weapon. Hannibal just blinked and stammered incoherently at him when he walked away. "He's D."
"D? What the fuck Blade? Some guy just walks in off the street and you're telling me he's cool?" Hannibal called after the cold hunter.
"Yes, Whistler sent him," was all the response he got as Blade disappeared upstairs.
"You were Vampire…" The stranger stated, straight faced to Hannibal. "How did you become Human again?"
"Ah, you know what they say, 'An apple a day.' Plus or minus a few vitamins and a couple of drugs that are no doubt illegal…"
The stranger let out an, unknowingly, rare chuckle, "Yes, well, you are very lucky." Hannibal merely blinked at the odd smirk that crossed the other's face when he walked after Blade.
"How long do you think he'll stay that way?" Hannibal blinked and looked after D when he heard the unknown voice.
Author's Corner:
DONT KILL ME!!!! -dives for cover- This idea came into my head at 9 last night and... yeah... I HAD TO DO IT!!!!
D -glaring down at authoress-
Blade -following suit-
Author: Hi guys! -holds up hand- KING!!!!! -runs for safety- SAVE ME!!!!
King: -snorts- Welcome to my world.... -author sees thought bubble above head of breakdancing Hanny going 'YES! I'm not the only one on Blade's shit list!-
Author: -chuckles- you know we can all see that right? -points to thought bubble-
King: Wah? -sees thought bubble- SHIT! -waves arms to disperse thought bubble- Damnit go away!
Author: -laughs at Kings misfortune-