HighSchool DxD: Bad Black
Ella sat down on the kitchen stool in front of me. "What is it?" She asked warily. "Let's talk about the story you gave me after I murdered your parents. That they had forced you to drain humans so you could become stronger and they could drain you." I smiled. "That... is bullshit. I'll tell you why." I said. The color in her face quickly whitened. "Is... is that so, well then... let's hear it." She said. Her confidence was fabricated, and her hands were shaking.
"You see... I'm a pretty unique human, as you already know, and I can see magic when it's active. Before I even made it to your house, I realized that you had put a guarding ward up... likely so I could enter the neighborhood with my sister, and any possible passersby would completely avoid it for reasons they can't explain." I said. Her eyes were screaming, trying to beg me not to continue, but I wanted to know for sure.
"You see... what I think happened... is you took control of your parents' minds, and had them kidnap humans with the intention of draining them, which went well for a while. Then when you got wind of my sister and I, you quickly developed a devious plan to ensure that you were never even suspected of the crimes." I said. "You realized why we were there, then decided that once I got into the house and finished off your parents, you were going to play the part of damsel in distress, and trick me into personally clearing you of suspicion." I said.
Her head dropped, and she laughed. "Yeah... you got me... so how did you know?" She asked. "Actually... what tipped me off was the way your parents died. When I slit your mother's throat, she was still, which is unusual... actually it's downright... impossible. See the body has a reaction to severe injuries... especially life threatening ones... and neither... of your parents had any kind of reactions like that." I said.
She nodded, her hands clasped together. "Hmm... okay... it's true... I'm the perpetrator. So... I'm gonna get up... I'm gonna walk out... and I'm gonna disappear, and you'll never have to see me again... so... please don't kill me." She said. "Well... I don't have any plans to kill you... but going outside right now... isn't advised... you see... your parents friends are here... and I doubt they're too happy." I explained.
Her eyes were screaming once again. "Shit... I thought I could escape from this place before they got out here... they're way too early." She mumbled to herself, then looked at me. I sighed. "Alright... I'll get rid of them... but in return..." I started.
KNOCK. KNOCK.
"Oh... that must be them..." I said, getting up to go to the door. Her hand shot out and wrapped around my arm. It was clear that she was terrified. Alright... I can use that fear. "What do you want in return?" She begged. I grinned. This will be a good test. "Well... just so we don't have any misconceptions... I'm not the good guy." I said. She nodded vigorously. "Then... you're going to be my sex slave." I said with a grin.
Her face twisted in fear, eyes locked on mine, attempting to see if I were serious. She sucked in a breath, then nodded. "I'll do it." She said. I laughed, leaned down and kissed her cheek, then turned away. "I wasn't serious... your body is your body... I won't take it from you against your will." I chuckled. "Well... I'll be back in a bit... I think there are two of them... but who knows?" I said happily. She fell to her knees, and Myan put her hand on her shoulder. "My brother is pretty mean, but he wouldn't take that kind of choice from anyone." She noted.
"Put a ward around the house." I commanded. She did, and I opened the front door. Two men, both clad in strange cloaks were standing a few meters back. "Excuse us... we were informed that our close friends passed away recently, and we were asked by the surviving family to retrieve their daughter, Ella. We've also been informed that you've graciously invited her into your home for the time being, so could you have her come with us?" One of them asked.
I could smell it on them... death... blood... anger. It was a vivid stench that made my stomach growl. "Myan... when did I last eat?" I asked. She looked up from the kitchen. "Well... I suppose... it would have to have been almost seven months... since I doubt that you ate in Venezuela." She said. "Mm... true... so... you two... if you had to choose... which one of you is stronger?" I asked. The two men perked their heads up, revealing their rather plain faces.
The one on the left pointed to himself, and the one on the right pointed to him as well. "No doubt... him." He said. "Myan, ward that one." I said. An instant later, the one they had decided upon jerked upright, unable to move or speak. It didn't take long for the other to realize that he was in trouble, and moments later, his mad dash had him down the street several dozen meters. "Jeez... you're really gonna run? Fuckhead... I don't feel like chasing you down." I grumbled as I dropped my right hand to my side.
"When this is over... collect the pieces." I commanded Myan. "Got it... I can't wait to see this." She giggled. "What is he doing?" Ella asked. "It's his Sacred Gear, of course." Myan laughed. I took a few steadying breaths, then pulled upwards like a revolver from a holster. True to my Sacred Gear, the revolver formed in my hand, the huge grip and cylinder forming first, then the near foot and a half long barrel.
I pulled the hammer back slowly, then let it settle. "One Shot... One Kill... The Ripper." I said aloud as I squeezed the trigger, shooting an enormous black shell. The black shell soared silently through the air, then split into small blades. As they slammed into my target's arms and legs, slicing them off at the bone, I turned to the immobilized man and grabbed him by the arms. "Here Ella, drink from him." I said. "Huh?" Her confusion came as a shock to me. "You want to get stronger right? Then FUCKING drink!" I shouted.
Myan had already used a ward to bring the dismembered man and his limbs to our doorstep. I grabbed an arm and began tearing the torn flesh from the end, gnashing my teeth as I chewed. Ughhh... it's been too long since I've last eaten. Mmmm... it's soooo good... I've... really missed this. In the blink of an eye, I had completely devoured the man, and had begun wiping my hands on the ground. Myan was watching Ella, who had fully drained the other man of all of his blood.
She stood to her feet, wiping the blood from her mouth. Looking to me, she smiled and tilted her head. "Thanks for that... I hadn't eaten in a while." She looked to the few bones that I hadn't consumed. "Looks like you hadn't either." She giggled. I nodded. "Unlike you vampires... the Wendigo can go years without eating... I just don't like to." I explained. "So... you're a Wendigo? I thought they died out just before the Great War." She noted.
"Yeah... they did... and they are... I guess. I don't really know why I am what I am." I said. Ella was about to ask another question, but Myan butted in to bring up an important point. "What are you going to do now, Ella? You know that Drake isn't going to force you to stay here with us, if you don't want to, I mean." She said. Ella seemed to ponder the question intently. Then shrugged. "I... don't have anywhere to go." She said. "Oh?" Myan pondered.
Her eyes drifted between Ella and I. "Hmm... well... I'll give you three months in this house, then you gotta get the fuck out!" She squealed with laughter. It didn't take me long to see what she was trying to pull. "Sis?" I asked. She nodded. "I think it's a good idea... and I really don't care what you think... fucker." She growled happily at me. I sighed, then turned to Ella. "If you'd like, you can stay with me once the three months is over, I don't mind." I said.
Ella smiled, then nodded. "I'd... like that." She giggled. I sighed. It's not like my apartment is suitable for more than one person. But I suppose I'll have to make it work... I can't afford to do the upkeep on a house any bigger than that... even with her around, it would be difficult to find something in the area that's only a little larger square footage wise. I sighed again, even louder.
"You do realize I only have the one bed, right?" I asked. "Yep... and I know that you can't fit another bed in there. Which means that you two." She began, twirling her fingers and pointing at us for dramatic effect. "That means that you two... will have to sleep in the same bed." She said with a high pitched squeal at the end.
Ella turned to me. "Sleeping in the same bed...huh?"
