Ch. 2: A Trip Downstairs.

POV: Delphine.

I can actually change things! People are reacting to me in a different way! I don't know what else has changed so I guess I may need to be quicker about things. I am cut from my musings when Oscar says. "Can I trust you?"

I turn around to see him there with his arms crossed. I reply "Probably not."

"That is a trust worthy response. But you used life drain. ONLY Darkwraiths know that." He states, his voice getter deeper. I shrug my shoulders before replying.

"I am a Darkwraith, a Sunbro, in the Way of White, Darkmoon, Princess Guard, you name it. It isn't that big a deal anymore." I say nonchalantly listing of Covenants I have been a part of.

"Just who exactly are you?" Oscar says finally asking the big question.

"I do not really know myself sometimes. We got places to go though so let's get started!" I say as I jog up the stairs and towards the aqueduct. The hollows there I just grabbed and tossed off the ledge before going up the other set of stairs through the doorway and chucking a fireball at the rat to the left of her, disintegrating it into a pile of ash that then washed away in the artificial stream. I look back to see Oscar not too far behind me, so I picked up a small bit of humanity the rat dropped and handed it to him. ''Hold on to it just in case." I say before continuing on.

Moving to a gate in the aqueduct I tear it open before proceeding to a cackling merchant. Strolling past her I say. "Sorry old coot, I already have more moss than I know what to do with." I had heard her say "drat" under her breath as I let loose another fireball at the hallow attempting to shoot an arrow at me by the ledge leading to a staircase down. I jumped down as I watched it die before even hitting the floor.

"What up for me!" I hear Oscar complain as he lagged behind. He must be encumbered by all that heavy armor. Lucky for him I have an easy fix for that. I fish out one of my Havel rings as he meets me at the bottom of the steps.

"Here, take this." I say as I hand him the ring. He pauses to marvel at it before replying.

"This ring…It is not a replica…" He says right before sliding the ring on. Once he equipped it his shoulders visibly raised as he now stands straight and proud. I can't really decide if he is cute or handsome though.

"I gave you your ring, now where is mine?" I say with my hands on my hips. Oscar glanced at me quizzically before replying.

"What are you-…oh…wait what?!" He stumbles back a bit in shock. "Are you sa-"

"No silly, I have to buy you dinner first at least." I say cutting him off.

He holds up his hands before replying. "Now now Ms. Delphine, nothing against you, but I am not sure-"

"Not sure if I am fertile?" I cut him off again wrapping my arms around him. "I do not know either…Want to find out?" I say in the best seductive voice I can do with my mouth. He jumps in his armor and shakes his head rapidly.

"Th-th-tha..I-I don't!" At this point, I can no longer hold back my laughter as I bellow out a series of long winded laughs and collapse on the ground for the second time that day. Still flabbergasted Oscar pushes out an embarrassed yell of "Delphine!" before sighing, waiting for me to stop writhing on the floor.

After a bit my laughter finally winds down and I say "Ok…ok, it is time to get more serious now. Cus someone is stuck in a barrel and about to be cannibalized. Sound fun? I don't think so too. We best get moving." Moving to the wooden door I heft my great ax and smash it into splinters. "And to think I once thought I had to go and kill a Demon to get the key to this door. First time was not the charm ya know."

POV switch: Oscar

"What have I gotten myself into?" I say a foul stench invades my nostrils. As we head down the smell of blood and meat, both rotten and fresh grows stronger. Delphine then turns to me and says.

"You clear the balcony and I will take care of the butcher." I then nod in affirmation as we walk through the door. Hallows and dogs patrol around and the sound of chopping greet us as Delphine jumps down to the balcony with her demon bone ax in hand. A large and wet crunching sound assaulted my ears as I prepare to fight. Ever wary of the torch bearers I take my time blocking their strikes and use my family's holy sword to them methodically. Suddenly one of the dogs tackles me to the grown and I am barely able to keep it at bay with my shield.

"Hey Oscar, are you done yet!?" She yells up at me as I struggle with the mutt.

"If you are done-Humph-I could use some help here." I shout back. As I keep it at bay I hear various loud smashes and thuds echo through the area. The hallowed canine then suddenly disappears with a loud crash; Delphine standing behind where it once was with arms and ax outstretched from a swing. I look to my left to see a splatter of blood and gore on the wall that I think belongs to my assailant.

"My thanks." I say as I pick myself up. I have to wonder why she keeps me around. It is not like she needs my help at all, in fact I seem to be a hindrance if anything.

"Well I can't have my cute little knight become dog chow now can I." She said interrupting my thoughts holding her hands behind her back and tilting to the side. Maybe the reason she has me accompany her is…wait a sec.

"Where did your weapon go?" I inquire, as I do not see where she could have put it on her, naked, form...um…She then giggles at me before gesturing to follow her downstairs. More displays of her bloody and brutal handiwork become quite apparent as we shuffle through the grimy water and come to a hallway were Delphine points up to another rather unsavory butcher.

Looking to me she says "You lure her out and I will dispense ironic justice, I think? Would it be ironic if I cooked her? I'm not sure." The dragon hybrid asks. Instead of answering I simply do as instructed. When the now revealed lady butcher (Why do I keep mistaking women for men?) jumps down from her perch she gets blasted by a rather huge wave of reddish, chaotic, and smoldering fire that spewed forth from the dragon apostle's muzzle. After the blaze turned her into molten sludge and somehow did not set the room on fire she proceed to say.

"I may have over done it a little…maybe." And we have the understatement of the…um, dammit, why does time have to me so convoluted? I turn to Delphine and stiffen in shock when I see her chewing on some suspicious looking meat…"Relax, I know my meat and I am mostly sure this is not human…" She rips out another chunk. "Besides, it is already dead and I have done far worse things." I am starting to question my sanity.