Ch.1
Happy Halloween!
As a little treat, I've decided to give you the official chapter one of Crimson! You should be very excited… maybe. Thanks for the reviews, and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Remember, it's the first chapter, so the good stuff's not going to happen right off the bat. Just thought I'd mention that.
I saw The Grudge last night. It…well… wasn't scary. If you thought The Ring was scary, then you may think that this one is, too. I guess the jumpy-outy scenes were ok, but that's about it. The graphics were pretty cool.
Angel Sanctuary, Vol. 4 is finally out! I bought it and joyfully read it in a half hour. Now I'm dying for the next one to come out. Like you really wanted to know that, huh?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon, or its characters. Could you at least give me Mamoru?
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Vampires are fairly simple creatures. Well, most of them, at least. There's the old, elegant vampire that can disguise itself before humans, who may or may not have jet black hair and a rock hard body. Okaaaay, so I'm daydreaming about that damn vampire. No big deal! All I have at risk of our meeting is, uh… my job. I don't know if he has a rock hard body. That's just what it looked like from where I was standing.
By the way, I'm Tsukino Usagi. Twenty-three years old, blonde hair, and currently residing in Tokyo. My job? I'm a vampire slayer. That's probably why I talk so much about them, eh?
Growing up, I lived with my grandfather. My parents were murdered when I was seven, and Gramps always said that the vampires got 'em. He was obsessed with tracking and hunting them down. I looked up to him. I thought he was the strongest, bravest guy in the universe. Of course, I was a bit wrong. One night when he went hunting, he never came back. Now that I think about it, my childhood sucked.
From that night on, I vowed to follow in my grandfather's footsteps. In my late teens, I worked my ass off as an intern for the Tokyo Police, and eventually convinced the big boss to let me work as a full-time vamp killer. ( It kind of helped that my grandpa was close to the guy as well. )
So, that's where I'm at today. I sleep throughout most of the day and travel around the city at night. I kind of even live like a vampire. I live in a pretty good sized apartment now. My grandfather's old house belongs to me, and I visit it occasionally. It's kind of creepy, though. I know I shouldn't be scared of things like houses. I slay vampires, damn it!
That's pretty much the basics. Well, besides my infatuation with learning all about the oldest vampires. It's weird, but if I really met an ancient one ( not like the little encounter previously ), I'd want to know it's life story. What it's seen, heard, felt. How cultures were way back when. I probably couldn't even kill the being, I'd be so entranced. Yep, I can see it now...
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Rain was pouring down my office windows. Usually, not even a tornado would stop me from hunting vampires. But the sparkling drops had me totally glued, and I just didn't feel like going out tonight. There was a knock on my door. I mumbled a "Come in," and the big guy came in the room. (Just so you don't get confused, I call my boss any cheesy nickname I can come up with. His real name's Rokeiani Mitsou.)
"Hey there, Boss. How can I help you?" I said, spinning around in my chair to see him. Mitsou's an average-sized guy, maybe in his late fifties, early sixties. Although he wasn't too big, he still frightened the hell out of anyone who wasn't close to him, due to his stern personality.
"How do you think you can help me, Tsukino? Aren't you supposed to be out slaying those hellions?"
"Yeah, but tonight doesn't feel right. I can't explain it. It's weird. I think something's going to happen, and I know that I should bring myself to go out there, but I can't." I looked up at him, searching for an answer. He gazed at me for a while, with a hint of a smile on his face.
"Maybe you should just go home. You haven't had a break for a lengthy time. But before you leave, you have to give me your weekly report." He sat down in a chair in front of my desk, and patiently waited while I got files and such together.
Should I tell him about earlier? I thought it over in my head. Wait, why wouldn't I tell him? It wasn't like I was protecting that enormously gorgeous vampire, was it?
I flipped through folders and got out the week's information. "Recently, there hasn't been that much activity. I killed a few vampires a day or so ago, but they were made ten to twenty years ago. I didn't see or meet any new fledglings. I guess the makers aren't very interested in making new ones lately. That's pretty much it." I hesitated, then went on. "However, I did bump into a pretty ancient one." I was kind of glad to get that off my chest.
"Oh?" Boss asked.
"Yeah, but I don't know much about him. I'm going to do some research on him later." This was all true. I didn't need to mention that the guy almost took a bite out of me, right?
"Well, go home, get some sleep, and find out all you can." Getting up, he added, "I'm gonna stick around here for a while longer. Got some business to take care of. Have a good night." He nodded at me, then left, leaving me alone with the sad tears of the rain.
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After I got out of there, I headed home. Of course, I searched the whole contents of the internet before the night was over for information on the unknown vampire. I had an idea of who it was, but I just needed clarification. Soon after, I fell asleep on my keyboard.
The next day, thanks to waking up with the letters of the alphabet imprinted on my forehead, didn't start very good. I forgot that it was Saturday, thinking it was Friday still. Which bummed me out even more, because I could've slept in. So I made myself breakfast, and headed out to my favorite café.
I'd been going there since I started working. I found out then that you had to do more than take a shower in the morning to really wake up. Coffee was my answer. So was the cute blonde who worked there, Motoki. We became friends, and now he's a brother figure to me. He knew about me being a slayer, and gave me tips and news about anything weird that went on around the city. Very helpful.
I stepped inside and looked around. Motoki was behind the counter, cleaning a glass. A man with dark hair was concealed behind a newspaper, and a nearby woman was chattering away with her friend. It wasn't very crowded.
"Hey, Usagi!" Motoki's voice called. I smiled and walked over to the counter he was leaning against.
"Hi, Motoki. How's it going?"
"Pretty good. Business hasn't been too fast today, so nothing strange has been going on. How about yourself?" But I wasn't really listening. My attention was focused on that man's newspaper. The headline read:
'THREE WOMAN MURDERED BY 'VAMPIRE KILLER'"
Ah! I knew something was going to happen last night! A pity I couldn't save them, though.
"Usagi, are you all right? Is something the matter?" I heard Motoki say.
"Yeah, fine." I walked up to the man and asked, "Sir? May I see your paper, please?" a low, sensual chuckle came from him.
"Certainly." He lowered the paper, and a flash of deep blue eyes was shown. My eyes widened. Only one man, well… thing would have hair so dark and eyes that blue. The vampire! The one who had been in my every thought, the one who took over my dreams…
I said the first thing that came to mind.
"How the hell are you out in the daytime?!"
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So, there we go. The first chapter is over with. I know, I'm the master at cliffhangers, but oh well. You know you like them! Review, and I'll love you forever! Ta!
Rock on, kiddies….