Forbidden

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Chapter 2: A Not So Boring Day Anymore

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"Stay here, and whatever you do, promise, promise mommy, you won't move okay?"

The six year old nodded her head as she clutched onto her rag doll and continued to suck on her thumb. She plopped herself down in the middle of the closet and saw her mother run off after her father.

She was too young, too innocent to possibly understand what was going on outside. It was minutes later that she began to hear all those terrible screams that made her stomach uneasy.

She shut her eyes tight as she clutched her rag doll closer to her body and sucked her thumb even harder.

She could hear her mother's yells and things breaking. It scared her beyond reason.

It was then that curiosity blossomed within her. Slowly, she started to crawl on all fours, her rag doll still clutched in her right hand, and stopped in front of the hole in the door.

She straightened herself up, balancing herself on her knees, and peeked through the hole with her right eye.

"No, please, I'll go with you! Just don't hurt my family!"

"Family? Family?!We were your family! But you betrayed us! You bedded with this scum and bore a monstrosity!"

"What are you doing?! What are you going to do?!"

She couldn't really see who was arguing with who, but she recognized her mother's voice. But where was her dad?

"No! Don't!"

"Out of my way!"

"Stop!"

The little girl's eyes widened in sheer horror as tears began to well up in her innocence shattered eyes.

"Mommy!!!"

Deep pants escaped her lips as she sat up and looked around her wildly—beads of cold sweat had formed on her forehead. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. It was just a dream….

She placed her hand on her forehead as she reopened her eyes to look around her. Her room was mainly vacant. Well, it had the necessities, but not very many miscellaneous things. The walls were a creamy-peach color and she had a window which led to a private balcony. She loved the balcony because when the moon was out she could open her curtains and let the moon's natural radiance lighten up her room.

She exhaled as she looked down at her disheveled sleep wear, a tank top and short shorts, and pulled her tank top strap up to its proper place. She looked at her lacey, satin, burgundy curtains and looked back down at her crumpled sheets and cover.

She wondered what time it was.

"Well, look who's woken up. Care for any breakfast sleeping beauty?"

She rolled her eyes at her friend's heavy use of sarcasm. "Very funny Kira. But yes, I would very much like some breakfast."

Kira grinned. "Well too bad. I ate it all. Looks like you're going to have to make your own today," a pause, "Like every other day."

She glared at him and threw a roll of newspaper at him.

He ducked just in time and pouted. "Hey! You almost hit me!"

"That was the point you moronic git!"

"And calling me a git isn't very nice either…"

"Well gee, that'd be kind of hard now wouldn't it since you're a very unpleasant person."

He rolled his eyes as he leaned his head back on the headrest of the table's chair. "Ah, Cagalli, you're so frustrating."

She frowned at him as she took out a pitcher of orange juice out. "Yeah, well, I'm the one who has to go and save people's asses every night."

"Touché."

Cagalli threw him a smug smirk as she brought the glass of orange juice to her lips. Once she was finished drinking it, she looked at him.

"Any calls?"

Kira looked up from the newspaper, his lilac eyes serene. "No. None since yesterday,"—he turned back to the newspaper—"But I'm sure they're bound to call."

"Hmmm," Cagalli came to the table and sat on the opposite end of Kira.

Cagalli and Kira had been friends since they were both the age of fifteen. His family was slaughtered by a group of vampires, and she was the one that ended up saving him. And like they say, from then on, it was history.

Of course, she didn't need to save him that much because he had managed to kill a vampire by himself (out of rage she supposed) and that only left her two to kill—which she gladly slaughtered mercilessly. And she had a reason to…A reason Kira had managed to learn through out the five years they've been living together (in a friend's sort of way…Not a lover's way).

"Well, let's hope it'll be soon, because I'm bored as hell," she said as she propped her elbow on the table and rested her chin on her right hand.

"Jeez, I have no idea how you can have such stamina."

"You know why…."

He sighed as he folded the newspaper. "Yeah, I know why,"—he looked up at her—"You had that dream again huh?"

She blinked, astonished by his observative eyes. "What makes you think that?"

"Well, for starters…."—he pointed to her eyes—"Your eyes have a far-away look, your forehead's glistening, and your hair is all disheveled."

Damn he was good. She looked away from him. "You suck you know that?"

He grinned.

Cagalli sighed as she looked back at him. "But yes, you're right; I did have the dream again. And it was still as traumatizing as ever…And yet…"—she stood up, grabbing her glass, and walked to the sink—"It fuels my hatred and thirst for vengeance even more."

Kira stood up also and walked to where she was—by the sink. He placed a hand on her shoulder and shook her gently.

"Hey, don't worry, you'll find him. And when you do, I'm sure you're going to open a can of whoop-ass on him."

She smiled as she looked up at him. "Thanks Kira." God only knows where she'd be if she hadn't meet him.


"Have you sent out the group?"

"Yes Lord."

"Good, good. Let's see how well she's progressed throughout her childhood years,"—the figure smirked in the darkness as it rubbed its chin—"I'm quite sure that she's progressed quite nicely ever since the slaughtering of her family."

"Lord?"

"What is it?"

"Your son, he would like to also join them."

"My son? Why would my son want to join them?"

Before the minion could answer, his son appeared before them.

"Father, I would like to join them so I can test her skills and abilities."

"Hmm, yes, it would be rather wise to do so…" a pause, "Very well then, you may go. Don't use any force that isn't necessary, understood?"

"Yes father."


Cagalli groaned as she let her head drop backwards on the armrest of the dark red couch. What a bore, she thought dully.

There was nothing to do for her. Kira was holed up in his little technological room tampering with some sort of new device he was building for her to use against the vampires. That was so like him. It didn't surprise her at all either because when she had met him five years ago, he was planning to go to a technology college where he wanted to build mankind's next greatest invention. And yet here he was, building Cagalli's next murder weapon.

She had already done her normal everyday workout routine (it helped to be flexible which she direly needed when out on a job). So all that was left to do was lounge around and pray to god that someone called.

"So…Bored!" she whined. She closed her eyes as she let her arms dangle from the armrest. Her chest heaved up and down, synchronizing with her even breathing. Her honey brown eyebrows furrowed themselves as she concentrated on nothing but the humming of the refrigerator and silence.

"Here you are."

"What's this daddy?"

"This, my daughter, is a crucifix. Keep it with you at all times and it will protect you."

She tilted her head sideways. "Protect me? From what daddy?"

Her father looked away. "From evil monsters."

Her eyes snapped open as the ringing of the phone disrupted her flashbacks. She rolled off of the couch, landing hard on the wooden floor, and scrambled up to answer it.

She reached it after the third ring and breathlessly said: "Archangel. What's the password?"

"Blood."

She nodded her head. 'Blood' was their (Kira's and Cagalli's) password to know if the customers that called were actually calling for the purging of vampires or not.

"Alright, how many, when, and where."

"At the Plant District, six, and tonight at midnight."

She finished jotting the information on a pad and looked up. Kira was leaning against the kitchen doorway.

"What's their disturbance?"

"They loom outside of my house, I've put up everything; from garlic, to crosses, to holy water, but nothing works! And I have children…"

Cagalli's eyes narrowed. "Alright Sir, I need your name and your address so when can discuss the payment."

"A-Alright," the man on the other line stuttered. He seemed on edge.

Cagalli jotted down some other things on the pad and hung up. She liked to keep things very short and brief—it was better and much faster and efficient.

She looked up and gave Kira a huge grin. "Bingo."


The man hung up the phone and trembled.

"A-Alright, I did what you asked…So please, let me go!"

"Hmm…I don't know…"

"It is very tempting to just…."

"Don't even think about it!"

The two vampires that were starting to close in on the man snapped their heads over their shoulders at the voice full of authority.

"Athrun…"

Athrun walked up to them and glared. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Our orders were to not use unnecessary force or cause unnecessary actions."

"We know that but…"

"But what?!"

"It was just so tempting."

Athrun sighed as he closed his cool emerald eyes and opened them. "Dearka, control yourself…You're not a newborn you know."

Dearka pouted. "Fine, have it your way Mr. High and Mighty."

The man was still there, unnoticed yet by the creatures before him, and was crawling away.

"And just where do you think you're going?!"

The man yelled as the first vampire grabbed him and disappeared.

Both Athrun and Dearka sighed. They knew Yzak was going to kill him. There was no other explanation.

"Well, did you guys do what I assigned you two to do?" Athrun asked as he leaned against the marble wall of the mansion.

Dearka followed after him and leaned beside him, his arms crossed over his chest. "Yeah, yeah; the girl will be here around midnight."

"Midnight? Why so late?"

"Because,"—Dearka raised a hand and shielded his eyes from the blazing sun—"The sun is starting to piss the hell out of me."

"That's why you wear these,"—Athurn handed Dearka a pair of black tinted sunglasses—one much like his own—"And relax, there's only an hour left before the sun fully sets."

Dearka put them on and grinned. "Ya know, there isn't a day in which I'm grateful that we aren't like the vampires in the myths; sunlight doesn't burn us, just bothers us, garlic doesn't affect us unless it's injected somehow into us, and the last but not least…"

Athrun finished for him. "We can't turn anybody into one of us unless we contaminate our blood with theirs, we can't kill them by merely drinking some of their blood…"

"Unless we completely suck them dry or—"

Yzak jumped in between them and cut him off. "Or slaughter the poor bastards as I have just done."

Athrun and Dearka looked at Yzak and sighed.

"Well, let's get ready. Bring the others over here and get the preparations ready. We only have six hours at the most."


Cagalli grumbled as she walked through the dreary streets of Orb. Orb was like those ancient kind of Gothic age places. It had Gothic-like houses, some huge three story houses, cars, and the pavements of the streets were brick like also. Yes, you could say it was like one of those ancient like places in Italy, the ones where people believed that vampires roamed.

Except here on Orb (and any other place for that matter), the rumors about vampires were true; they did live among them and they did feed upon them, no matter what age.

"Cagalli, are you sure you wrote down the information correctly?"

She turned to glare at Kira. "Of course I did! What do you think I am, stupid!?"—she narrowed her honey golden eyebrows—"Never mind, don't answer the question."

Kira sighed. "You really need that killing spree…"

"Damn right I do!" Cagalli kept on walking until she saw a sign that read Plant District (which was like ten to twelve miles away from the city). Funny, she thought. The appointed place was kind of isolated, and she didn't see a single house except for one on the top of a meadow at the very top of the hill. Ugh. It was one of those cases; the ones where people live really far away….Like farms.

Kira exhaled, "Oh damnit, it's one of those again."

"You just said what I was thinking."

"Ready?" Kira asked as he adjusted the strap of the handbag on his shoulder that held all of their weapons and such.

Cagalli nodded as she started to ascend the hill with Kira.


"She's here," Yzak announced as he landed gracefully on his feet beside Athrun, who was leaning against the same wall as before.

"Alright, get the others ready. Tell them not to harm the companion, just her. Understood?"

Yzak nodded and left without saying a word.

Athrun stared at the grass as it swayed with a humid breeze. He looked up at the sky and saw that the moon was surrounded by heavy, drak, purplish, clouds. He sighed as he leaned away from the wall and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"It's going to rain…."


Cagalli reached the top in about thirty minutes, but not without swearing with a colorful use of vocabulary.

"Goddamn git! Who the hell decides to live out here?! And with kids?!"

Kira closed his dark lilac eyes as a tiny puff of air escaped his lips. It was so like Cagalli to act like this when she had to overexert herself before a job.

"Alright!" she straightened herself up and grabbed the gun she had in the holster that was strapped around her right thigh. She pulled up her mahogany sleeves to her elbow crease, took off the safety switch, and cocked the gun.

"Ready to obliterate some vamps?"

"You seem rather hyped up Cagalli."

She rolled her eyes as she readied herself to run. "Obviously," and then, she was off.

Kira shook his head as he started to run after her. He'll admit: He's no Cagalli. But he isn't a pushover either. He knows how to protect himself and kill as many as three vampires at a time (thanks to Cagalli's training of course). So he was in no hurry, like Cagalli, to kill them.


"She's here."

Athrun nodded his head. "Dearka, Yzak, up here with me. The rest of you, in your positions, now!"

Dearka and Yzak flash jumped up on top of the house's rooftop. The three of them stood there, all clad in black and looked down at the battle that was about to start.

Cagalli came to a stop, reaching the front of the house. She looked around her, searching for the man that had called earlier. She couldn't find anything except the dark shadows, the slight humid breeze, and the moon's radiance being overtaken by the dark ominous clouds.

"Damnit! Where is he?" she muttered as she brought the handgun up to the side of her face. She walked forward slowly, slightly crouched, as her eyes glanced around her frequently. She couldn't afford to let her guard down (not that it mattered anyways because it was like second nature to her).

Yzak nodded his head in the direction of Cagalli—she was nearing the back side the porch of the small two story house.

Athrun nodded, his arms crossed over his chest. "Yes. That's her."

Dearka put his right foot on the edge of the rooftop and rested his right arm on his right thigh and peeked down. "Hmm, are you sure? She doesn't look special."

"Just because she doesn't look it, doesn't mean her genes aren't special you impudent fool!"

Dearka rolled his light purple eyes at Yzak's snappish remark.

Athrun merely ignored them and kept his focus on Cagalli and the six vampires that were now beginning to close in on her.

Cagalli's eyes were shifty; her handgun was held tightly in both her hands. "Where are those filthy spawns of hell?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how rude."

"Did your mother never teach you manners?"

"I'll say. That's not very lady-like."

"She looked so hot, but she just had to open her mouth."

"Tch. But that doesn't mean her blood won't be delicious."

"Whatever. Forget the blood. Remember our mission."

She spun around in time to come into contact with a punch. Her reflexes reacted quick as she brought her arms up to her face which quickly absorbed the impact. She skidded a few feet away from the group of vampires—her feet leaving a dust of dirt.

She looked up and gritted her teeth.

Before her were six vampires, their eyes were glowing a murderous red. They snarled, their lips curling above their teeth, emphasizing their gleaming fangs. They all wore a black cloak and were half-crouched; as if ready to pounce on her at any given moment.

She smirked as she brought her handgun up in front of her and took aim. "Well, there seems to be six after all…Or…Am I mistaken?"

One of the vampires snickered. "Maybe so…I don't know. I'm just following orders babe."

She narrowed her eyes at him and pulled the trigger. The bullet went whizzing into the vampire's body and out again.

The vampire dropped to its knees, its mouth agape, and its form violently trembling. Its face started to crack and it crumbled to nothing but dust.

"You little bitch!" a vampire snarled as it flash-ran towards her.

Cagalli merely smirked and followed it with her eyes. She shot that one down also in no time.

"Whoa, she's good. I'd say that she's like u—"

"That's because my father believes she is. In fact…"—Athrun turned to Dearka—"He thinks she will be—soon."

Yzak's milky bule eyes widened at what he said. "Athrun! You can't be…"

He merely nodded as he closed his icy cool green eyes.

Cagalli yelled as she ran towards one of the vampires (that were left), flipped over it, and shot it in the head.

"Hmmm…She's killed three so far…"

"Only half left," Yzak agreed with Dearka.

Athrun sighed as he walked to the edge and turned to look back at them. "Alright, it's time to go. We'll see how much she's capable of."

Yzak and Dearka nodded as they flash-jumped off of the roof.

"Cagalli!"

She turned around, her shoulder-length honey blonde hair whipping her left cheek, and saw Kira running toward her.

"Kira! You lazy bum! You're late! I'v killed three so far!"—at that said, a vampire came charging at her for which she ducked, swept her foot, and caused the vampire to fall flat on its back. She straightened and pointed the gun at it. She shot it twice and looked up at Kira who was now beside her—"Make that four."

Kira grinned. "Leave it up to you to finish them in a heartbeat." He bent down and opened the handbag. He pulled out two hand blades that had the stench of garlic.

"So, I see you drowned those things in garlic," she noted.

Kira shrugged. "I figured that it'd be much faster."

Cagalli looked out at the two remaining vampires. Just as she was about to break into a sprint, a force sent her skidding a few yards back.

"Cagalli!" Kira swore under his breath as he too was about to break into a sprint but—

Cagalli slowly stood up, clutching her stomach as she looked up. "Kira! Take care of the remaining two!"

Kira opened his mouth to say something but he closed it and nodded.

"Very wise, very wise indeed."

"Show yourself, now!"

Cagalli's eyes widened as three vampires stopped in front of her. The one on the left had a goofy, cheeky grin plastered on its face. It had a tan complexion, blonde wavy hair, and light purple eyes. The one on the right had a cold impassive expression. It had a pale, almost chalky white complexion. It had silky sliver hair that reached just below its ears and milky-white blue eyes. And the one in the middle….He had dark navy blue hair that also reached below its ears. It had a creamy, normal complexion with cool, icy green eyes. They all had a boy, almost manly figure—not too bulky and not too scrawny.

She back away from them, her stance defensive. These three aren't normal, she thought. They're not like the others.

The one with blonde wavy hair took a step, its hand outstretched. "Hey, toots, come on. Come with us nicely and I promise I won't let these pigs treat you bad."

She sneered at them. "Ha! Funny! What makes you think I'll trust the spawns of hell itself?! And aren't you a little too much of a smooth talker for the likes of you? Or is that your way of luring young women so that you can feed off of them you barbaric animal!"

Dearka pouted. "Hey! That's not fair. I was only trying to be nice."

"Shut your face!"—Yzak took a step forward and glared at Cagalli—"We came here to take you with us whether you like it or not!"

Cagalli shot a bullet for which all three of them disappeared.

"Whoa, that was pretty close."

Cagalli turned around to see Dearka, Yzak, and Athrun standing on top of a nearby tree branch.

"What the—"

Athrun flash-jumped down and appeared in front of Cagalli. She dropped her gun in surprise and stepped back. He sighed.

"You know, I don't like to be rough with women….But…If you leave me no choice…"

Cagalli scoffed. "Please! You not be rough with women? You're a fucking vampire! That should be pretty self-explanatory!" she glanced over to where Kira was; it seemed he had managed to defeat one.

Athrun opened his eyes and stared at her. He walked up to her as she continued to back away from him. They continued to do this until they came to a wall of the house.

Cagalli gaped as she was backed up against the wall. She looked up to see that he was standing a yard away from her.

"Now, are you going to come nicely or not?" he asked.

"Tch, like hell I will! I'd rather fight to death than to go willingly!"

"Very well then…" he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Cagalli gasped as she felt his hand clutching her throat. Her eyes narrowed as she dug her fingernails into his hands.

He leaned in to her face and whispered in her ear. "That can be very well arranged."

Shit, Cagalli thought, this is no good! If I don't get out of his grip, then there's no way…No way that I'll be able to get my revenge!

She looked at him in the eyes. She needed to get out of this mess, and fast, or else she'd be good as dead.


Well, that took a while. Thank you lots to the people who reviewed! I'm so, so, so sorry it took so long for me to update! It's just that school and life get in the way. Ugh. Not too mention total and utter exhaustion (sleep).

Well, I'm glad that you guys liked. I wasn't sure if I should go on with it and I was so close to deleting it. But then I read your reviews and people encouraged me to continue it so…We'll see how it goes 'kay?

And I was mentioned to that I liked to start off my stories with prefaces; yup. They're SO much fun! Cause it's like I don't know…Fun. Lol. And I guess you can say that Cagalli is a vampire slayer/hunter

But cha. Anyways, share your opinions, thoughts, ideas, etc. via a review! (Much appreciated).