Author's Note: Albel and Fayt and any of the characters of SO3 are copyrighted to Square-Enix/Tri-Ace/Ubisoft. Jinva is copyrighted to me, Jinva!
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Albel was walking that night. Walking in the alleyways and streets, just as any other cool summer night would be. He loved to walk when there were barely any others around. He loved the night, it suited him well. He was just about to make his way back to his apartment with Fayt when he spotted something moving in the corner of his eye.
He moved in slowly, watching carefully if whatever had moved before would move again. Nothing…at first, but then…a shadow.
He waited there in that alley, expecting to be ambushed by some rabid dog. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword and flexed his metal claw. Whatever was there, was waiting for the right moment to strike.
The shadow figure moved out more, it looked like a big panther! But wait…what was this? It had…WINGS?
Albel knew at once that it was the creature from before who defied his authority. He shot forward only to realize that he was just slicing at air. Where had it gone? It was still as fast as he remembered, but he could've sworn he had it this time.
He heard a noise from above and looked up. There it was, now standing on the roof top of the building he was next to. It stood up like a man now, no longer crouched like a prowling cat. Its wings were distinct in their outline, very narrow, but very long and powerful looking. Albel was ready to take it on now. C'mon fool! He whispered in his own head. Come and get me!
To his own surprise, it did come to him, almost as if it had read his mind. But instead of swooping down on to him, it swooped past him. Coward Albel thought again and smirked. But when he turned around, expecting to see it flying off in the distance, there it was…staring at him. Its turquoise irises were intense and piercing, almost like Albel's own blood-red eyes. An evil grin creeped across the creatures face, also similar to Albel's…only decorated with four of what Albel estimated to be about two inch canines as well as the rest of its malicious-looking teeth, gleaming in the dark of the alley way.
What was this sensation that Albel felt? Was it fear? NO! Albel Nox; Albel the Wicked did NOT feel fear! But then what was he feeling? Was it desire? Oh no! What was he thinking? What desire could he possibly have for this beast?
Suddenly the beast began to slowly make its way towards him. Albel's heart almost shot out his throat. What did it want? As it came closer, Albel could now see the details of its face. Very feline-like, but as very much like a reptile simultaneously.
The beast still had yet to lose the nasty grin on its face. But as Albel watched it disappear, he watched as it leaned down towards his face…and…and…
…Kissed him!?...
Albel Nox shot up in bed all sweaty and shaking. What the hell kind of dream was that? Kissing the beast that humiliated him in front of a ton of people? Why? How? Still breathing hard, he got up out of bed, Fayt still sound asleep. Albel went to get some water as he really needed it right now. He still questioned his dream. Was it because of the stress this animal had put upon him that caused him to dream such nonsense? Or deep down, did he really want that creature? Want it all over him? Albel shuddered at the thought and gulped his water down. Then he want back upstairs and tried his beast…er…best to go to bed.
To be continued…
ALBEL: (snores)