Hello! I'm back with another chapter! I have to take a moment to thank my friend because without her dream this fanfiction would not have happened. Thanks Ashley! So yeah, Disclaimer: I don't own the Dark-Hunter series…DARN! Warning: there are some OCs in this fanfiction and it is rated M for later chapters. So, read and enjoy!
Chapter Three
Riku and Raia were standing behind the curtains of the stage waiting for their cue to go on. They were at the Japanese restaurant called Aoi Sakuras. The two women had a job at this particular restaurant as entertainment. They showed off their skills in traditional Japanese sword fighting and dancing.
Riku was rambling on and on about something that Raia could barely make out as the latest manga she was reading. Raia was getting a little annoyed by the fast pace rambling that was coming from her friend's mouth. Raia took a deep breath and hit Riku over the head with her fan. "Would shut up for two seconds? It's not like I can even understand you when you talk that fast," Raia said.
Riku was unable to comment on that remark because the stage director chose that moment to give them their cue that it was time for them to go on stage. Raia and Riku positioned themselves at the center of the stage and stood back to back. Raia, with her red kimono with Sakura blossoms was facing right, and Riku with her cerulean blue butterfly kimono was facing left. They both had their fans open, hiding their faces.
Finally, the music started and they closed their fans in unison and began to dance to the music. The music and dancing started off slow, and when the audience began to think the show was over, the music sped up, and Riku and Raia grabbed a katana each and began to demonstrate their sword skills in a choreographed fight.
When they were finished with their show the audience stood and cheered for the main event at the restaurant. Ever since this act had started being performed at this restaurant the business had boomed.
Riku just loved performing their fight scenes on stage, it always got her pumped up and ready to go Daimon hunting. As the two women were walking back towards the changing room, Riku noticed Acheron standing at the entrance of the restaurant with another Dark-Hunter, and they were both staring straight at her and Raia. Riku waved at Acheron and disappeared into the changing room, and Raia smirked and nodded her head towards the two Dark-Hunters and disappeared into the changing room as well.
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Acheron watched as the two women who had become an enigma to him. He looked over at the dark-Hunter that was standing next to him and sighed as he saw a look he knew very well play across the man's face. He was watching the retreating backs of the women with a look of longing and old pain. The man had black shoulder length hair that was tied back, and he had dark skin. He was a half Native American Half white Dark-Hunter who was new to Louisiana, and Acheron was showing him around. His name was , and he had been a chief of a tribe of Cherokee Indians, and he had the tribal tattoos to prove it. One was a black wolf on his forearm, which was his namesake.
"So, this is a place where not many Daimons will enter, but they will hang around outside to catch unsuspecting humans," Acheron told the Dark-Hunter. The man looked up at him and nodded, and they turned and walked out of the restaurant.
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A man in a dark corner of the restaurant had been watching this whole scene play out. He watched the girl in the blue kimono as she waved at the leader of the Dark-Hunters and disappeared into the changing room with her friend. For some reason he could not explain, he could sense everything she was doing.
Damien looked up as he sensed the man he had come to this restaurant to meet enter the restaurant. He watched as the tall Daimon leader weaved through the crowd of humans and sat down across the table from him.
Stryker looked up at the man he was sitting across from and smirked. The man was a half demon half Dream-Hunter, and he held the bright, almost ice-like blue eyes of his kind. His black, waist-length black hair was tied up in a leather strap and flowed over his right shoulder.
The reason Stryker had wanted to meet with this man was because he was the leader of a clan of demons that lived right here in Louisiana. If Stryker's new plans were to work he would need the help of as many demons as he could get. The man in front of him also had a grudge against the Greek Pantheon, so he was the perfect person to recruit for his plans.
He extended his arm, offering his hand for a handshake. Damien accepted the hand and they quickly released each other's hands. "What is it that you wanted to discuss with me Stryker?" Damien asked.
"Ah, I would like to discuss the demise of the Dark-Hunters and the Greek gods," Stryker said looking the man in front of him in the eyes. He watched as a strange glint entered the other's eyes.
Damien was not too keen on the whole demise of the Dark-Hunters, but he was definitely happy to do whatever he could to destroy the damn pantheon that had ruined his life from birth. He grinned an evil grin, and said, "Let's talk business Stryker."
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Riku and Raia were walking out of the restaurant an hour later, ready to start their Daimon hunting, when Riku ran into something large and solid in her path. She stumbled back and a hand grabbed her arm and kept her from falling on her butt. She looked up to see the man she had spotted sitting in the corner of the restaurant. He dropped her arm so quickly it was like he had been burnt.
Riku stepped away from the man and took a good look at him. She realized that he was a demon, and from his eyes she could tell that he was part Dream-Hunter as well. The only weird thing was that Riku could not tell what kind of demon he was. He did not smell like a Gallu or a Charonte. She did not know what to make of it. Before she could think about this any further, he turned around and walked away.
Riku was at a loss. Who was this man, and what in the hells was he. "You're such a klutz. You know, for a hawk, you sure do run into a bunch of things," Raia said. Riku just huffed, and Raia could just imagine Riku's feathers ruffling in indignation. That thought put a tiny smile on her usually stoic face.
Raia and Riku walked down the street to start their Daimon hunting. They took entirely too much pleasure in their game of hunt and kill. When they got home that night they were exhausted. Riku shifted into her bird form and fell into a deep sleep. Raia watched as the little hawk dosed in her little makeshift nest of pillows and blankets. The sight of it always seemed to amuse her. She herself changed into some sweats and a T-shirt and went to sleep.
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Well, that's finally done! It took me much longer to finish than I thought it would because of the Anime Supercon. I was all hyped up and crazy about it so I could not really focus on any of my fanfictions. So yeah, I hope you liked it and please review. Oh, let me know if you have any ideas of where you would like this story to go. I'll definitely take it into consideration. So review and tune in next time. Love ya, BYE!