An Unexpected Visit
Damien woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of a siren outside. He had left his window open and was now cold inside his room. He saw his cat walk in and jump onto the bed with him. He whispered in a tone with so much care that hadn't been used in a long while. "Heh you rest." He sat up and looked at the cat for a while. He then got up and put on a shirt with a longer leather coat that reached his ankles. Damien looked back at the cat and whispered again to the cat. "I have business to do." Damien got some ham out of the fridge and ate some taking some with him as well. He got on his motorcycle and finished the rest of his ham and placed his helmet on. He drove off and raised his guard. Nighttime was more dangerous but that's just how he liked it. Damien saw a path that seemed empty. He smiled and drove faster towards it. At that moment two guys tried to punch him off the motorcycle. Damien raised his hand as though it were a gun and shot out fire darts. More and more came but it was just getting fun for Damien. He finally got out of the street and drove towards to the warehouse.
As he got to the warehouse it can be seen be old and abandoned from the outside and way to spooky for anyone to go in. He placed his motorcycle behind a tree and clicked its alarm. He fixed his coat and went inside. He looked around and saw many fighters he saw before. A smiled grew as he thought he would fight worthy adversaries. He walked towards the register and signed up for the tournament and noticed Aden Ribbon was in. The smile grew. "Maybe I'll get to kill him here." Damien signed up and went to a room he had reserved a long time ago. He went inside and sitting down looked at the screening and saw Rigo was fighting a demon. Damien laughed lightly. He then saw his breath the room was freezing just like before. "Great, now what's going on?" He thought as he got up and looked around him. He growled not liking what was going on. Once in his life was good enough for him.
"You never did avoid these things even when she begged you to huh? You always risked your life even when she pleaded you not too huh? Don't you have any shame? Do you feel any pain? Will you ever meet her again? Do you feel any sorrow? Because tomorrow you'll feel this again"
The voice repeated itself again and again without showing any signs of stopping. The room was now completely frozen in ice and was now trying to freeze Damien. Damien clenched his head with his hands and growled. He couldn't take it anymore he had it with this person he had it with the freezing cold. He spread his legs and placed his arms in a crossed pattern on his chest. The cold seemed to have stopped to watch him. He summoned his fire all around him, his eyes glowed a dark blood red. He outstretched his body and arms outward to expand his flame all around the room. The ice melted without resistance the cold turned into immediate warmth. He breathed hard and once again the person stood in front of him. He knew where this person was from. This person was a vampire from Kinna's clan. The robe was burned away his skin was recovering from the heat exposure. As soon as the vampire was healed, Damien saw that this man was wearing a dark red rose with a pair glaring cat's eyes tattoo on the left side of his neck. This showed that he was an elite fighter from Kinna's clan. This vampire was nearly as tall as Damien about six feet one inch, his skin was pale as snow, his hair was medium long messy spiky and silvery white, his eyes were silver mixed with blue, he was dressed in nothing but a tight white sleeveless shirt and semi-tight blue pants with a blue belt tied around his knees almost similar to Damien's. He seemed to have a weird looking bracelet on his left hand. Damien smiled, "Maybe his source of power perhaps?"
The vampire smiled at Damien as though he amazed him. He spoke with a calm, cold tone of voice. "So . . . Your . . . Damien . . . The one she spoke of . . ." Damien eyes widen slightly they were still glowing a dark blood red glow. Damien's body was still a flame and observing Dean carefully not taking any precautions of what he could do. Damien spoke in a tone that sounded as though he spoke in sync with another. "Who are you? State your name and purpose" Damien took a step closer towards him. The vampire noticed that he burned the ground immediately once he took the step and his energy was close to that of the sun and was irritating his skin. Taking a step back his smile grew. The man spoke in such a cold and old English style voice. "I am Dean Frost, and she was right about you. You are remarkable, but your anger always seems to take the better of you. I am here due to the fact that I wanted to see the so-called legend she spoke of in action. None of these people here seems strong enough or even interest me in that matter, as you seem to. Your death shall be mine."
Damien pointed towards Dean in such hatred that it burned through the tight shirt by the chest and burned away some of his skin as well Dean was forced to move out of the way before any more damage was made. "Aden Ribbon here is a better fighter than you will ever be! And if anyone will die!" Damien dashed towards Dean in an amazing speed and grabbed him by the shirt collar pulling him upward Damien would be glaring onto Dean's eyes. Dean was struggling as he was slowly eradicating in Damien's hands. "YOU WILL DIE! YOU WILL DIE FOR EVER MENTIONING ANYTHING ABOUT THAT WOMAN!" Dean struggled in Damien's hands and finally used his ice manipulation technique to turn into ice particles and get out of there. Dean reappeared by a chair on his knees breathing hard. "You are remarkable" Dean said but a smirk came onto his face as he removed the bracelet and he started to transform. Damien's expression stayed the same filled with rage no signs of being surprised got onto him as the vampire transformed. "Hahaha you can not defeat me! Not while I'm in this mode!" Dean was now twelve feet tall his hair was longer now reaching to his chest. Wings had sprouted out of Dean's back. His body structure was now built for combat.
Damien moved his fingers. They were going numb. Dean dashed towards Damien as so Damien towards Dean. They both moved at incredible speeds and seemed to be just blurs. Damien kicked towards Dean's chest but Dean grabbed his leg and froze it instantly. Just as quickly Damien unfroze he flipped under Dean and uppercut Dean burning his chin. Dean healed twice as fast as before as they both did a spinning kick blocking each other's kicks. Damien leg froze and Dean's leg burned. They both jumped back. Damien bent slightly and placed his hands onto his side placing all the access fire onto the palm of his hands. Dean saw this and mimicked Damien placing all his ice onto his palms. Damien saw that Dean was imitating him and threw all his fire at once towards Dean. Dean did the same. Damien was slowly getting tired. He closed his eyes to try to focus more.
"Will you still be with me tomorrow?" Damien was now reminiscing. He was in bed with Kinna smiling. He had locked his eyes on hers'. Her eyes were black that even though they were dead, due to the fact she was a vampire, still had a glimmer in them that showed signs that she was alive. Kinna Kana was about five feet nine inches and just as pale as Dean maybe even paler. Her hair was shining black and straight. Kinna was smiling warmly as she leaned on the pillow. Damien would then hold her closer as he would ask her again. "Will you still be with me tomorrow?" Kinna got close to Damien and smiled looking onto his eyes. "Yes, I will Damien I will always be forever yours." Damien smiled and was about to kiss Kinna but was interrupted as he saw himself punching the lights out of Dean. He stopped looking at Dean while he tried to regenerate. Damien must've been hitting faster than what Dean could regenerate. Damien let him go and got up. He looked at his hands. Dean barely turned over onto his knees and elbows. Dean spoke with fear. "Your . . . you are a monster . . ." Damien then started to feel dizzy.
"Get out while I feel generous enough to give you your life back." Dean clenched his fists now reverting to normal. Dean placed his bracelet back and stared directly into the eyes that were now showed nothing but anger. Dean spat before he slowly broke into particles. He mumbled loud enough for Damien to hear him, "You haven't heard the last of me" He then disappeared with only a small drop in the temperature to show that he was ever there. Damien was alone with nothing but his fell to his knees. He didn't feel tired or anything he was just confused. "Is she still alive? Why would she talk about me? That doesn't matter though I'm moving on without her. She means nothing to me anymore, nothing . . ." He slowly got up and looked at the screen to see whose turn was it to fight. It was a match ending between Julian and Verger. Damien walked slowly to the fridge and got a bottle of water. He closed his eyes as he opened the bottle. He placed the bottle on his lips and began to drink. A flash back occurred.
Damien had just finished his kiss with Kinna and smiled warmly. He was still holding her close to him. Damien breathed in contently. He spoke in a way that it seemed he had found true happiness, "What do you have planned for today sweetheart?" Kinna giggled and snuggled close to Damien placing her head in his chest. "Oh I don't know how bout you?"Damien said nothing. Damien just looked at her admiringly. "What are you thinking about Damien?"Kinna said running her fingers on his chest caressingly. Damien got nose to nose as he spoke as caring as possible. "Heh I'll keep it to myself love."Kinna laughed and playfully shoved Damien. Damien smiled and sat up stretching. Kinna stayed lying down in the bed. Damien smiled as he looked at her. Kinna laughed and hid under the blankets. He blinked for a second but noticing his eyesight going blurry. He closed his eyes and heard Kinna say his name but when he opened his eyes he found himself finishing the water. Damien looked around the room as though someone was supposed to be there with him. He sighed and crushed the bottle of water. Looking at the crushed bottle he spoke softly. "She's nothing to me anymore."