A/N: Another attempt at an MGLN fic. This is, once again, set in an alternate universe with magic and mythical creatures. Characters will surely be OOC here, but will still retain their original personalities most of the time, so forgive me if I stray too much.
Disclaimer: I do not own Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha
~Prologue~
Pitch, black, darkness that is night was her preference; when the residue of the sun completely vanishes replaced only by a deep black blanket with holes that serves as the stars. There were endless numbers of them, especially in this moonless night. This night, she considers, is perfect.
Everything seemed motionless, not even the breeze from a wind could be heard; not even the clanks of metal against metal that is the sign post of stores and businesses. It was quiet, eerily quiet.
With no destination in mind, she walked silently, as if gliding, through the rocky pavement with only the streetlamps showing her way. No daring pedestrians to hinder her aimless stride, just the way she liked it.
No additional victims besides her prey, sparing her already towering bounty.
A small crack at a nearby building and she glared at the direction of the sound. The window that was ajar immediately closed, the occupant behind it possibly cowering in fear. Her cold burgundy eyes went back to looking forward, ignoring the small murmurs behind the window and a few from another building.
Her presence, after all, was a fearsome one; unwanted even, as she invaded this once peaceful town not too long ago, with the intention to kill.
Lucky for the townsfolk, it was not their innocence that she intends to end…
… but the abomination that plague this town…
An abomination she's doing the unnecessary honor of killing. It was her pleasure after all.
She smirked when a sudden rustling sound came in front of her being, just within the shadows that graced a park she aimlessly arrived. The lamps around the foundation were unlit, and the temperature around it was colder than outside the park.
She found her target.
Hands in her pocket of her black thick cotton pants, she walked towards the darkness with an arrogance befitting a drunkard noble, her dark cloak dragging behind her with a flow at each step.
A deep growl came from the shadows, clearly displeased by the stranger that dared step upon its territory.
She stopped a few feet away from park's shadow, shivering slightly at the mixed temperature of hot and cold, and scoffed at the snarling noises coming from within the darkness.
Hands in her pocket, she spit at the floor, right at the edge of the shadow and smirked. A rude action, unbecoming of a lady, but she was none refined as such, for a very very long time.
The snarls suddenly turned into a monstrous roar as a wolf's head the size of a horse's exploded from the shadows and roared at the stranger, warning her that if provoked any further, her life was forfeited.
But the stranger's smirk only grew, which displeased the monster even more.
"Die" the stranger snarled as her smirk turned into a sadistic smile.
The monster growled and lunges at the stranger with an intent to bite her neck, but its opponent's speed was clearly unmatched as she easily dodged the attack and suddenly appeared behind the monster, unharmed and unfazed.
With the monster now standing in the light, the stranger ran her cold burgundy eyes and studied her prey's form.
It was her typical prey, a Lycan, but smaller. The size of a full grown horse, with a snout that is yet to develop, making its face more human like, and a lean yet muscular body. Brown fur covered its body, with a tail that connects with the fur of its back and head. Its front torso was of lighter brown, as well as its face, and a pair of brown ears protruded from its furry head.
Cold burgundy eyes softened when she realized that her prey was formerly a human child. She loved nothing more than to help the monster, but she knew, better than anyone else, that it was incurable.
There was nothing she could do but to destroy this monster and release the tortured human soul within.
All she can give for the child before her was a swift and painless death.
The monster jumped away from the burgundy-eyed stranger as if burned when it realized her appearance behind it. Shocked and terrified golden eyes glared at the woman, roaring as if begging for her to leave it be, but the stranger merely clasp the handle of her sword sheathed behind her back and positioned her body for a fast strike with her free arm guarding her front and her legs spread sideward ready for a sprint. Her eyes betrayed her emotionless mask as burgundy eyes moved with a sorrowful emotion when she knew her hands will once again be stained by a child's blood.
The lycan backed away from the stranger, feeling her intent to kill, as it roared in hesitation and fear.
Despite being a monster, the lycan was still a child by heart, therefore an intimidating figure such as the woman before it was a terrifying sight for the young lycan. The stranger knew this and it pained her as much at it will soon pain the lycan at what she will do.
Knowing there was no escape, the lycan roared one last time before leaping towards the stranger, its arms bend back to prepare for a slash across the woman's neck, but the woman was too quick once again as she dodged and disappeared from its sight.
Sensing the woman behind him once again, the lycan turned around and prepared to roar but stop when a feeling of being paralyzed traveled around its neck. Ignoring this weird sensation, it roared, but all that came out was a sort of gurgling sound coming from its throat.
The woman, whose back was faced at the lycan, stood still. Her right hand which tightly held a bloodied sword was at her side, the blood from its blade pooled down at the tip as the gathered blood dripped down like droplets.
The lycan's eyes grew wide at the sight and scent of the blood... its blood, and reflexively grasp its neck.
The woman threshed her sword to the side causing the remaining blood to fly to the ground before wiping her bloodied sword on her sleeves of her leather black coat and putting the sword back in its scabbard perched on her back.
She chance a sad glance at the frozen lycan who stared at her with more fear than anger before walking away, not seeing the lycan suddenly dropping on its knees and its head rolling off from its body.
She didn't want to see it. She didn't want to see any more of it…
She didn't want to see the dead lycan turning back into a human…
To turn back into a human child, who she knew would be on the floor naked without its head…
Her feelings betrayed her once again as tears streamed down from her tormented burgundy eyes as it flowed across her stoic, pale face.
She walked away from the body, ignoring the murmurs coming from the people within their homes who witnessed the short brawl between a human and a monster.
She sighed as she knew her bounty would increase once again. The townsfolk would do anything to hide the truth that there was once a monster lingering in town, even if they have the lie about the truth.
They would thank her for killing the monster and reward her with money but would later condemn her for the death of a child and banish her from the town.
She growled at how blinded and foolish they were as she made her way to the only inn that allowed her shelter, albeit with hesitation.
The innkeeper looked up from his log book when a ringing sound came from the door, signaling a visitor, and watch as the burgundy-eyed stranger greeted the keeper with a low "Good Night" as she leisurely climb the first flight of stairs to the floor that held her room. The innkeeper, despite replying back to the woman warmly, shivered at the cold atmosphere the woman left behind and prayed to whatever God that existed for the stranger's stay to be short.
Soft sheets greeted her body as her tired mind pondered on the lycan she killed.
Another human child that turned into a monster. Possibly a homeless.
She grabbed the pillows and covered her face, groaning as she held back the pain in her heart.
It wasn't her first time killing a child monster, but it was never easy killing one. She loved children and being forced to kill one was enough to torment her already wounded heart even more. Each and every death she bestow upon a child reminded her of the time she forced herself to kill one, a human child, not a monster, but a human.
She muffled an anguished cry.
'Kill me'
The child's last words…
'Kill me'
'Kill me, knight'
She let out a painful sob at the memory and clutched her chest. After the death of that child, she knew….
'Kill me..'
She knew…
She plunged her knife at the small chest of the child…
"I don't…"
Despite the pain that wracked her small body, the child let out a smile and caressed her cheek..
"deserve to live…"
"Thank you, Fate… thank you"
"… They will die with me…" the stranger murmured as her eyes peered from the pillows and glared at the wall. He burgundy eyes flared up like embers turning to flames.
She was a huntress…
A demon huntress…
Her goal?
To end the abomination that created monsters and turned humans into one…
For revenge… the death of her family, the death of that child…
Even at the cost of her own life, she will end it all..
Happiness?
She scoffed at the idea…
… She doesn't deserve it
A/N: The next chapter won't be posted for some time due to my busy schedule but I'll try to get it done as quickly as I can while juggling my other duties. I can make exceptions and screw my other stuff and finish the next chapter, if I have the inspiration and muse. Reviews would certainly kick my ass to gear and work on the story so be sure to Review!
Thank you for reading!