Author's note:
I hope you enjoyed the last chapter, it was a fun write for me. There might have been a lot of mistakes I hope you can point them out for me here too.
Now we would have the continuation of the story, I would like everyone to assume that the last chapter was where the story started and the first one a prologue, or even better think of it as a look into the future and this is the present.
Enjoy!
Chapter Three
"If you two think that after all the mess you caused I'm just going to let you walk away, "the orange haired man chuckled. "You must be the best comedians in all of light city."
Itachi turned to look at him and his hand shook a slightly on the sword - the orange haired vampire had started to release an aura that caused a shill down his spine, he had never seen anything like it. Waves and waves of glowing red light that spread like it could corrode anything on contact. Itachi swallowed and pulled back his horse a little, he wanted to put as much distance as possible between himself and the man.
Around him the battle raged on. He heard cries of pain, anger, rage and mostly he heard the sound of defeat. He Knew that they were no longer wining, the coming of the two Nines had turned their favour and now they were all going to die. There was no way they could live not with these monsters here, Itachi struggled with the knowledge and it was a bitter truth to swallow but it was the truth. Sasuke and their mother might be in one of those cages, hoping he'd save them but he wasn't sure he could save himself let alone them.
"Make sure none of them escape. "The orange haired man shouted and raised his scythe up then he set his blue eyes on Itachi- Itachi met those blue eyes and felt something cold slither around his chest. The orange haired vampire had already kicked his horse forward and was charging for him, the scythe prepared to cut down anything in his path and Itachi was in his path. Quickly he tried to react, to lift his sword and block that hit. Even though it might be impossible to survive this battle he wanted to at least try. Where did all the things he learned from hunters academy go? The things his father taught him? He couldn't remember any of them over the fear, such fear that made him sick to his stomach. He had succeeded in raising his sword despite his shaking hands but he knew they would never hold against impact. His hand was sweaty and shaky and though he told himself to get a grip, get his thoughts together think of something other than the man racing for him like a huge tide wave he couldn't see anything else. He shut his eyes on reflex, the kind that hunters should never have when there was a vampire about to slit his throat and cut off his head. His father always told him never shut your eyes son, look them in the eyes while you kill them. It was too late to remember that now though and that's why he deserved to die, for forgetting something so important. The Scythe should have gutted him by now but he felt nothing and heard only the clang of swords.
Itachi opened his eyes again and he exhaled the breath he had not known he'd being holding, his father stood on foot with his spear meeting the scythe, his huge muscle strained under the weight of the heavy looking scythe. Itachi enjoyed the relief that the sight brought him but what followed was a bucket load of self loath that ate him from inside out. He wasn't a child anymore, how could he let himself be in a situation where his father would come save him, all that training and he still needed to depend on his father like this, how useless can he get. His father must be angry too at his uselessness, he had thought that Itachi was knowledgeable enough to never let his guard down like this -
"What are you doing Itachi! "His father yelled, Itachi jumped and clutched his sword and reins, he expected the look of disgust on his father's face but all he found was an urgency that terrified him. It was a look he'd never seen on his father's face, not like that. There was fear in his charcoal dark eyes and the strain on his shoulders must be tiring. Itachi moved to help but his father shook his head. He did not know what that meant. With a yell his father's muscle bulged and flexed and he threw the vampire off the horse. Itachi's Internal joy was cooled by the sight of said vampire flying in the air as if he'd had simply decided to change his position and when he perched his expression did not change. He took a stance with his scythe held pointing forward one foot positioned in front of the other.
"Huh "said the vampire. "You are pretty strong for such an old man, I suppose those muscles are not for show. "
"Need a hand Yahiko? "A Sensual voice said, it belonged to the white haired vampire Yoko as she was called. She was seated on her horse her hand fan moving up and down over her chest and a smile on her lips as if she was in theatre enjoying a good play. Itachi furrowed his brows and told himself not to get distracted, their confidence would be their demise, he thought. He just needed a way to make that possible, his father was already engaged with the orange haired vampire and though Itachi was not ignorant enough to think that would be sufficient to hold that vampire down it certainly wouldn't help if he was attacked from two fronts hence Itachi steeled himself to fight the female vampire, if all he could do was keep her from attacking his father then that was what he'd do. He also needed to remember everything the hunters academy taught him about the Nines. They were nine in number, only three in total were known by the hunters association, one named Deidara, the other Nishiki the name of the last one was unknown but his portrait was in many books. They used it to tell them to run whenever they meet this man, that man had white hair and was supposed to be the strongest of the nine, the one fact Itachi did not want to remember was that the Nines were immortal. They could not be killed, not with hunters weapon at least, they walk under the sun like it was nothing. Hence why no vampire had bothered with going after them. Now how was he going to come up with a plan to do the impossible.
"Itachi listen to me, do not get distracted. You have to go with the rest of our people! "His father shouted towards him, Itachi's eyes flickered from Yoko whom he realized he'd been staring at for a while and to his father's face. Go? Did is father still think that was a choice if it was even possible? That orange haired vampire would never let them get very far even if they did manage to escape somehow, his father had to know how futile that would be. Itachi opened his mouth to explain but his father shook his head.
"This is a losing battle Itachi, retreat to fight another day. I will hold them off while you do. " he said words Itachi never thought he would hear from him, these words shocked Itachi to his bone and he stared at his father like he'd never seen the man before. Was this the same man who despised deserters with a passion and would ruthlessly tear them a new one if they ever tried to run from a battle?
"Rather conceited to think you could take on the two of us "Yoko said, "and look around you, you have no one to save. "
Itachi did and what he saw caused his throat to close up and he couldn't breath, vampires, with their mouths stained with so much blood stood around the site and there was no hunter standing. All were in bits and pieces, bitten, eaten Itachi couldn't tell the difference. Limbs where torn from bodies, blood everywhere, heads rolling like balls. Itachi felt sick to his stomach, he wretched and looked away tears stinging his eyes. Those men and women were not even real hunters yet, they had just graduated hunters academy after two years and only an hour ago they had been celebrating, laughing. No one, not one person had seen this coming. Though they were strong and fought their best they were still just newbies in hunting, they could never have been able to stand up to an army of blue eyed vampires. So it was over, Itachi thought, nothing to fight for anymore. He could already see how this scene would play, he would fight a battle that they had no chance of winning with his father and die with him.
"Get on with It! What are you waiting for Itachi! "His father's shout shook him from his thoughts and he lifted his face to see a similar look of despair on his face yet there was a firm resolve in the charcoal dark eyes, "You have to live, even if it's just you. "
Itachi didn't want that, he didn't want to be the only one who survived, if he was meant to die then he wanted it to be here with his comrades. He inhaled and sat up straight on his horse, if death was the only option then at least he'd go down fighting. He raised his eyes and settled them on the female vampire.
Yoko chuckled, "looks like he has made his decision. Such a fine specimen of a man. Yahiko I will be taking him. "She announced.
Yahiko scoffed, "it's always pleasure with you, and here I thought you tagged along to be close to me "he said.
"In what universe would I be interested in a boring man like you. "Yoko replied and smiled.
"Well whatever, it's not much of loss for me. Let's wrap this up quickly. "Yahiko said and swung the huge scythe around.
despite is resolve to stay and end this when the vampire called Yahiko charged Itachi looked away from his own battle, only for a moment, the vampire was faster on foot and Itachi could barely see him however his father though not as fast had good reflexes. He watched with his heart in his throat as the two figures exchanged blows so fast he could not see who hit who.
A dagger flew right past his nose and almost cut him. He took that as the female vampire's way of saying to look at her and turned his eyes on her. He let all the anger and hatred that burned through him reflect through his eyes, glaring at her as it was all he could short of screaming and hitting something. Itachi hated her and her kind so much and the way she laughed and said: "don't look away from me darling, I'm your opponent " made him want to vomit.
"I won't "he snarled and held out his sword to the side preparing for her attack, she raised her fan and waved it at him and Itachi learned where her daggers were coming from; they came from her fan, this time they split into at least twenty and came at him. He didn't flinch as he used his sword to hit everyone of them aside, he caught two with his fingers and connected exploding tags on them before shooting them back at her. Of course she immediately tried to deflect them with her fan but they exploded right in front of her.
Itachi was not demented enough to think that had done it but he still turned his eyes on his father's battle. His eyes widen and shook at what he saw, what had only seem nothing but a minute had past yet his father, leaking white pale blue aura was panting and bleeding. His hunters weapon clutched in one hand the other holding on to a gaping wound on his stomach. On the other hand the orange haired vampire Yahiko had not sustained any injury, he was standing as he did in the beginning, scythe held in front of him legs one in front of the other. No that was not entirely true, his clothes were torn under the arm and at the side and they were no longer pristine white but still why was he so unhurt where as his father...
Itachi could not bare to look, he bit his lips and tightened his grip on the horse prepared to match his horse forward but a pale hand holding a fan to his neck stopped him short of that. Itachi's blood went cold, he had almost forgotten about his own opponent, seems like almost was good enough to cost his life however the vampire only chuckled.
"What did I say about looking away from me, I like a man who listens to what I tell him. Look away from me again and I will kill you "
Itachi did not shake at the words she used, seductive as if she was telling him something sweet instead of her intention to kill him. He did not move, "what do you want from me then? "
"I want to turn you of course, you would be such a waste as a human. "
Itachi almost jumped away from her but the only place he could go was blocked by the dagger but he was still considering doing it anyway. It would be much better to die than be turned, he couldn't even imagine his life as a vampire. No he didn't want to imagine that kind of life, he would welcome death with open arms if living meant becoming a vampire.
"No thank you "he said and twisted his sword so it pointed at her stomach, he did not hesitate for a moment and drove it into her stomach then he pushed her off his horse drawing out his blood stained sword. He was a little surprised that he'd actually hit her but he didn't stop to check if he had indeed, instead he hurried on his horse towards his father and behind him he heard a chuckle that turned into a full blown mad laugh.
Yahiko scoffed "lost it already Yoko? "
"Wonderful! Marvelous! I like a man I can chase, give me a challenge boy! Make me hot! "
She was crazy Itachi thought, bleeding and laughing she stood, he spared her a glance and then ignored her in favour of reaching out a hand to his father. "Grab my hand father"he called.
One of his father's eyes had swollen shut, he used the only good one and raised his hand up to take his hand as Itachi got closer. Itachi decided that staying here wouldn't help them, his father was hurt, badly. They needed time to recuperate ,the vampires would surely come after them but at least they would have time, he wasn't sure how much time that would be or what use it would be but he couldn't bare it anymore. He needed to get his father out of there.
He did not expect his father to pull his hand away and use his fist to smack the flank of the horse causing it to move faster in a surge of speed.
"Don't you stop that horse! "His father shouted at him and Itachi tried to stop it, there was no way he'd leave like that, how would he live with himself knowing he'd left his father to die.
"Stop him! "Yahiko yelled .
A spear went through the head of the first vampire that came to block his way just as Itachi gripped the reins to stop the horse. The horse made a loud whine and toppled sending him down the hill, he hit his head on the ground many times and was blinded by dust, some entered his lungs and yet the falling continued, hurting like nothing he'd experienced he thought he broke an arm and when it finally stopped he couldn't move. The coppery taste of blood in his mouth made him realize that this was bad. Painfully, he tried to open his eyes and only one could open all the way.
The first thing he saw was a blue eyed vampire coming towards him with his sword held on one hand, he was saying something but Itachi must have gone deaf because he couldn't hear a thing. Still he knew what would happen if that vampire got to him. He reached into his coat pocket for an exploding tag, and God he couldn't move his left arm, it was definitely broken. He rolled with a loud groan and started to crawl away with his right arm. He crawled blindly and almost fell down a the end of the cliff, he could see the shimmer of water below, the distance should be about a thousand feet high if not more, he couldn't tell. He must have fallen further that he thought. Itachi slowly turned his head and saw the vampire reach for him, it didn't seem that the vampire wanted to kill him because why was he reaching out with his free hand when he had a good sword on the other that could finish the job. Itachi realized that the vampire was not trying to kill him but to help him up which was crazy and terrifying. He remembered what the female vampire Yoko had said and a fear more painful than his wounds flash through his mind. Itachi struggled almost unconsciously He couldn't become a vampire, he'd rather die. And if this vampire won't do it then...
Itachi waited until the vampire picked him up to his feet then he kicked him as hard as he could hoping his failing strength would be enough. It wasn't enough to push the vampire away but it was enough to get him to let Itachi go. Itachi sighed when he started to fall backwards he felt relief, he closed his eyes, they were hurting anyway. His father was dead, he was sure of it. He had tried to save Itachi but this is what happened , it was so much better.
Darkness played at the edge of his vision and he did not fight it, he let his hand fall beside him and prayed he tore to pieces when he reached the end of the fall. Better yet, let him become fish food.
Author's note: Thanks for the read. I would very much appreciate a feedback. Till next time;)