Death: Hello, this is my first story written about Nightwalker. So you'll
excuse a bit of OOCness won't you?
Disclaimer; do I own? No. Could I? No. Do I want to? HELL YES! Leave me alone about it.
~*Chapter 1*~
~*Dark encounters*~
It was night now, and by no means was Riho a fool, she may have been young, but she knew what the darkness brought from the shadows. So as she moved, she did it slowly, so as not to attract unwanted attention.
She couldn't remember the exact date, but it was sometime late winter two years past. She thought on this often, but could not remember whom it was that did this, but what she did know, was that it happened at night. Her whole family, mother, father, and brother, were taken from her by the jaws of a monster, a night walking, human eating, MONSTER!
She looked around her nervously, how stupid could she have been? She knew that she should have gone back home before the sun set, yet something in her told her to find Miro. Two nights ago, he had disappeared, presumed dead, and yet Riho couldn't believe the people, she felt that he was still alive.
Now the dark night sky was hanging over her head, the sounds of an evening for the creatures of the shadows reached her ears.
She pressed on, determined to get home, but when she came face-to-face with an ally way, she stopped. This ally was between two of the larger houses in the area both abandoned. Not uncommon in 1789 Translevania.
She looked into the ally apprehensively, on the one hand she could go through, it would take less time and she wouldn't be in the open, or she could go the long way, which left her vulnerable.
The wisest choice would obviously be the first one. Only problem was how to get through a place of shadows alive in a night of the shadows hunting?
Deciding quickly Riho stalked into the ally. She listened for any sounds that may indicate danger, nothing. Yet she could not, no matter how hard she tried to force it into the back of her mind, shake the feeling that she was being watched. The only thing she could hope was that she was being paranoid.
Near the end of the ally she sighed deeply, she was almost home, once out of here it was less than two blocks to her little shack like house.
That's when it happened. A shadow on top of a building to her left moved. It started out as a black lump on the building but it grew, it started to rise and take the form of a person. (Like someone who is crouching rising to a standing position slowly), this shadow looked humanoid but when it opened it's eyes, the eyes being the only thing she could distinguish on him. It revealed eyes of yellow, with cat-like slits, the mark of the vampire.
Riho stood paralyzed, from fear, or from a vampirick spell, she didn't know.
All that she did know was that, as the vampire jumped from the building and began walking toward her, she could not taker her blue eyes from his yellow- gold ones. His eyes, so beautiful were they, she didn't seem to remember what they meant for her.
Slowly his body became more distinct, she could see his hair was a strange form of silver, he was tall, and very handsome. Yet she didn't care, she could only look into his eyes, there was no way this was just a spell, she must be in love, she decided.
The vampire in question smirked slightly he loved to play with his food. Toying with the mind was an enjoyable game that Cain had taught him long ago. He didn't find as much enjoyment in it as Cain did, but Cain assured him that all of his apprehensions would soon be gone.
He continued to stare into the girl's wide young eyes. He could clearly see the obvious attraction burning in them. Good, he thought, that made it a little easier and even more fun.
His stride was a casual one as he reached her, he didn't move faster than a walk the entire time. A strange turn from the usual run he got, but that's what spells were for. He reached out for her and the only movement she made was a bit of a flinch with her eyes. The spell should have been broken then, when the eye contact was gone, but she still did not move, either never having fought the spell, or having given up.
Wrapping his arms around her when he got close enough to her he smirked down at her. What a naïve fool she is, well, was any way.
He slid his left hand up her back and onto her neck, he tilted her head to the side slightly and lowered his head to the now exposed flesh. He breathed on her neck as she shivered. Somehow he felt slightly bad about this, but he dismissed the thought completely.
He licked the tender spot on her neck and she continued to shiver, scared completely by now. He pressed his lips against her neck and smirked before pulling back just enough to sink his long fangs into her tender skin.
"Uh. Ahh." She said for lack of ability to scream. She felt his arms tighten around her waist and neck. The pain in her neck was almost completely invisible right now, what was most prominent in her mind was the strange sensation.
It wasn't as she thought it must be for someone to loose their blood. Actually it wasn't like she was loosing blood, it was like she was loosing her life's energy. It was a dizzying sensation, like when you're on something that is spinning way to fast and then it having just stopped. She could feel her breaths shortening and her mind starting to wonder about things like eternity, the end of time, all the things humans pretend won't happen to them.
Nothing could compare to this strange sensation. Her mind became cloudy, darkness covering her vision. 'NO!' her mind screamed, 'I am not ready to die yet!' Her mind suddenly straitened itself. She could think clear, her dizzy haze gone, but the thoughts of eternity, the end of time, the beginning, they did not leave. She didn't understand it really, but when her mind went completely vacant she didn't try to stop it.
He pulled away and held the unconscious woman-child in his arms. He hadn't expected her to do that at all. This girl seemed to innocent to allow her mind to fall into the dark world of nightly hunts, killings, or anything of that nature. Yet she had decided for herself. She was now one of his kind, a night walking vampire.
Scooping her into his arms bridal style, he began walking toward the castle Cain and him once shared. Cain was gone and the place seemed empty, though it really wasn't, there were others like himself there, but they didn't do much, they didn't talk about anything but feeding. Shido didn't understand why that bothered him, he was a vampire, humans his food, but that didn't seem right somehow. . .
Hopefully this girl would prove to be more of a conversationalist than the others are. He didn't mind the fact that he would end up teaching her, it would probably be enjoyable.
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Miro stood in the shadows, his eyes gold like an aged vampires, his hair black as the shadows in which he crept, he watched as everything took place. He didn't know why he hadn't helped Riho, probably because she was a fool, looking for him like she was. He was dead, or at least, partially. Two nights ago the same thing had happened to him that had just happened to Riho.
He had expected her to die, she didn't seem like one to accept eternity of being hated, persecuted against, and hunted willingly, yet he had seen the entire thing.
Accepting eternity, he had done the same thing, but his reasons were the obvious ones. He didn't mind hiding from the light of the sun, the damn thing was to bright to begin with. He didn't mind being persecuted, he was already persecuted enough.
Eternity, he had paid for what he wanted with eternal life, some would think of eternity as a blessing, but Miro was no fool he knew better. Eternity on earth was not going to be an enjoyable experience.
Why then? What did he want? The answer was a simple one, he thought, power. The stronger he became the more joy he would feel. That was what he wanted, to be strong, selfish he knew, but that was the nature of the human race, greed. He wasn't one of those ignorant creatures any longer, and he treasured that fact greatly.
What was bothering him though, was the fact that Riho, the pure and innocent girl she was, could not have possibly understood. This silver-hair vampire had tricked her in some way. Riho wasn't ready for such things, plus the fact that it would take her years to fully understand what this vampire had done to her.
Miro smirked, he knew a lot, more than most do after living one hundred years. The reason he knew was because he had a bit of telepathic power as a human, when the vampire had bitten him before he had read through his mind, looking, learning. In only a matter of seconds he had aged hundreds of years.
He looked through his memory, the part that wasn't his alone to find out if he knew who that vampire was. Sure enough the memory did come to him. His name was Shido, he was changed by Cain, also a lover of Cain's. Now, Miro didn't like that thought at all. Not only did it appear that Shido liked men, but he liked women as well. Which pretty much meant that Riho was in a bit of trouble.
This was inexcusable! Though he didn't understand why he even cared, he could not allow that to happen to the poor woman-child. Looking up at the sky he estimated dawn would come in less than three hours. Shido wouldn't try to do anything with the young girl probably for a week or more, when she had adjusted to her changes.
The moment he did though, Miro would kick his ass and send him into hell where he and the rest of their kind rightfully belonged. For now though, he would simply hunt, and wait.
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Death: This is interesting don't you think? It's as though I've been bitten myself, luckily that's not true.
I must warn you, later on my cousin will start barging in on my authors notes. For now she hasn't, and I'd like to keep it that way, but alas, such things will not come about. Ja Ne.
Disclaimer; do I own? No. Could I? No. Do I want to? HELL YES! Leave me alone about it.
~*Chapter 1*~
~*Dark encounters*~
It was night now, and by no means was Riho a fool, she may have been young, but she knew what the darkness brought from the shadows. So as she moved, she did it slowly, so as not to attract unwanted attention.
She couldn't remember the exact date, but it was sometime late winter two years past. She thought on this often, but could not remember whom it was that did this, but what she did know, was that it happened at night. Her whole family, mother, father, and brother, were taken from her by the jaws of a monster, a night walking, human eating, MONSTER!
She looked around her nervously, how stupid could she have been? She knew that she should have gone back home before the sun set, yet something in her told her to find Miro. Two nights ago, he had disappeared, presumed dead, and yet Riho couldn't believe the people, she felt that he was still alive.
Now the dark night sky was hanging over her head, the sounds of an evening for the creatures of the shadows reached her ears.
She pressed on, determined to get home, but when she came face-to-face with an ally way, she stopped. This ally was between two of the larger houses in the area both abandoned. Not uncommon in 1789 Translevania.
She looked into the ally apprehensively, on the one hand she could go through, it would take less time and she wouldn't be in the open, or she could go the long way, which left her vulnerable.
The wisest choice would obviously be the first one. Only problem was how to get through a place of shadows alive in a night of the shadows hunting?
Deciding quickly Riho stalked into the ally. She listened for any sounds that may indicate danger, nothing. Yet she could not, no matter how hard she tried to force it into the back of her mind, shake the feeling that she was being watched. The only thing she could hope was that she was being paranoid.
Near the end of the ally she sighed deeply, she was almost home, once out of here it was less than two blocks to her little shack like house.
That's when it happened. A shadow on top of a building to her left moved. It started out as a black lump on the building but it grew, it started to rise and take the form of a person. (Like someone who is crouching rising to a standing position slowly), this shadow looked humanoid but when it opened it's eyes, the eyes being the only thing she could distinguish on him. It revealed eyes of yellow, with cat-like slits, the mark of the vampire.
Riho stood paralyzed, from fear, or from a vampirick spell, she didn't know.
All that she did know was that, as the vampire jumped from the building and began walking toward her, she could not taker her blue eyes from his yellow- gold ones. His eyes, so beautiful were they, she didn't seem to remember what they meant for her.
Slowly his body became more distinct, she could see his hair was a strange form of silver, he was tall, and very handsome. Yet she didn't care, she could only look into his eyes, there was no way this was just a spell, she must be in love, she decided.
The vampire in question smirked slightly he loved to play with his food. Toying with the mind was an enjoyable game that Cain had taught him long ago. He didn't find as much enjoyment in it as Cain did, but Cain assured him that all of his apprehensions would soon be gone.
He continued to stare into the girl's wide young eyes. He could clearly see the obvious attraction burning in them. Good, he thought, that made it a little easier and even more fun.
His stride was a casual one as he reached her, he didn't move faster than a walk the entire time. A strange turn from the usual run he got, but that's what spells were for. He reached out for her and the only movement she made was a bit of a flinch with her eyes. The spell should have been broken then, when the eye contact was gone, but she still did not move, either never having fought the spell, or having given up.
Wrapping his arms around her when he got close enough to her he smirked down at her. What a naïve fool she is, well, was any way.
He slid his left hand up her back and onto her neck, he tilted her head to the side slightly and lowered his head to the now exposed flesh. He breathed on her neck as she shivered. Somehow he felt slightly bad about this, but he dismissed the thought completely.
He licked the tender spot on her neck and she continued to shiver, scared completely by now. He pressed his lips against her neck and smirked before pulling back just enough to sink his long fangs into her tender skin.
"Uh. Ahh." She said for lack of ability to scream. She felt his arms tighten around her waist and neck. The pain in her neck was almost completely invisible right now, what was most prominent in her mind was the strange sensation.
It wasn't as she thought it must be for someone to loose their blood. Actually it wasn't like she was loosing blood, it was like she was loosing her life's energy. It was a dizzying sensation, like when you're on something that is spinning way to fast and then it having just stopped. She could feel her breaths shortening and her mind starting to wonder about things like eternity, the end of time, all the things humans pretend won't happen to them.
Nothing could compare to this strange sensation. Her mind became cloudy, darkness covering her vision. 'NO!' her mind screamed, 'I am not ready to die yet!' Her mind suddenly straitened itself. She could think clear, her dizzy haze gone, but the thoughts of eternity, the end of time, the beginning, they did not leave. She didn't understand it really, but when her mind went completely vacant she didn't try to stop it.
He pulled away and held the unconscious woman-child in his arms. He hadn't expected her to do that at all. This girl seemed to innocent to allow her mind to fall into the dark world of nightly hunts, killings, or anything of that nature. Yet she had decided for herself. She was now one of his kind, a night walking vampire.
Scooping her into his arms bridal style, he began walking toward the castle Cain and him once shared. Cain was gone and the place seemed empty, though it really wasn't, there were others like himself there, but they didn't do much, they didn't talk about anything but feeding. Shido didn't understand why that bothered him, he was a vampire, humans his food, but that didn't seem right somehow. . .
Hopefully this girl would prove to be more of a conversationalist than the others are. He didn't mind the fact that he would end up teaching her, it would probably be enjoyable.
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Miro stood in the shadows, his eyes gold like an aged vampires, his hair black as the shadows in which he crept, he watched as everything took place. He didn't know why he hadn't helped Riho, probably because she was a fool, looking for him like she was. He was dead, or at least, partially. Two nights ago the same thing had happened to him that had just happened to Riho.
He had expected her to die, she didn't seem like one to accept eternity of being hated, persecuted against, and hunted willingly, yet he had seen the entire thing.
Accepting eternity, he had done the same thing, but his reasons were the obvious ones. He didn't mind hiding from the light of the sun, the damn thing was to bright to begin with. He didn't mind being persecuted, he was already persecuted enough.
Eternity, he had paid for what he wanted with eternal life, some would think of eternity as a blessing, but Miro was no fool he knew better. Eternity on earth was not going to be an enjoyable experience.
Why then? What did he want? The answer was a simple one, he thought, power. The stronger he became the more joy he would feel. That was what he wanted, to be strong, selfish he knew, but that was the nature of the human race, greed. He wasn't one of those ignorant creatures any longer, and he treasured that fact greatly.
What was bothering him though, was the fact that Riho, the pure and innocent girl she was, could not have possibly understood. This silver-hair vampire had tricked her in some way. Riho wasn't ready for such things, plus the fact that it would take her years to fully understand what this vampire had done to her.
Miro smirked, he knew a lot, more than most do after living one hundred years. The reason he knew was because he had a bit of telepathic power as a human, when the vampire had bitten him before he had read through his mind, looking, learning. In only a matter of seconds he had aged hundreds of years.
He looked through his memory, the part that wasn't his alone to find out if he knew who that vampire was. Sure enough the memory did come to him. His name was Shido, he was changed by Cain, also a lover of Cain's. Now, Miro didn't like that thought at all. Not only did it appear that Shido liked men, but he liked women as well. Which pretty much meant that Riho was in a bit of trouble.
This was inexcusable! Though he didn't understand why he even cared, he could not allow that to happen to the poor woman-child. Looking up at the sky he estimated dawn would come in less than three hours. Shido wouldn't try to do anything with the young girl probably for a week or more, when she had adjusted to her changes.
The moment he did though, Miro would kick his ass and send him into hell where he and the rest of their kind rightfully belonged. For now though, he would simply hunt, and wait.
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Death: This is interesting don't you think? It's as though I've been bitten myself, luckily that's not true.
I must warn you, later on my cousin will start barging in on my authors notes. For now she hasn't, and I'd like to keep it that way, but alas, such things will not come about. Ja Ne.