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Daimons

XVI. Late Night Research

Kagome does not remember that Acheron wants to meet with her. Even if she did, she would not be prompt given her ire toward him. And her curiosity over the vampires question. Honestly, for someone who claims to know her (and as well as he seems to), he should have known not to arouse her curiosity in such ways.

Or perhaps, that is exactly what he meant to do.

Which means that he is forcing her into taking certain actions in order for something to play out.

It hurts her head more than looking up vampire legends with an exhausted mind.

XVII. Instinct

It is close to eleven when she leaves the library, and she feels as if her eyes are crossed, though she has expanded her knowledge of vampire legends beyond "they are the undead." She cringes as she notices the darkness of the night and just how late it is.

On the other hand, Nick never did specify the time of her meeting with Acheron.

She makes it to the street when a cold chill snakes up her spine. Her time in the past taught her not to ignore it.

She ducks and rolls away from the fist and knife it holds.

XVIII. Death

Kagome winces as she scrapes against the concrete. With her next breath, she rolls to the side to avoid a boot crushing her spine.

A second set of pounding feet reaches her ears and she feels as if her chances of survival have gone down to zero... Until she hears the two unknown people fight. She knows the sound of blade against blade too well. Kagome gets to her feet, ready to flee if the situation calls for it.

Instead she witnesses her supposed savior kill the other with a knife to the chest.

And all that remains is golden dust.

XIX. Watcher

"You must be Kagome, then," her savior says with a smile as though he did not just kill someone who turned into ash.

Yet Kagome has dealt with stranger people. She blinks and notices he, like Acheron, wears black leather. "That depends on who you are."

"Kyrian, at your service." He puts away his knife. "Acheron said you'd be needing an escort of sorts."

She snorts. "Babysitter, you mean."

"He did say you have a tendency to find trouble," he says. "Shall we?"

She looks down the road and sees a sleek dark car. "Like I really have a choice."

XX. Take a Ride

"True enough," Kyrian says as he walks to his car.

Kagome follows at a slower pace. "So, you're like Acheron, then?"

He laughs. "No one is like Acheron."

"Then what are you?" she asks after a pause to take that in.

"He hasn't told you?" He almost sounds surprised as he opens the door for her.

She looks at him, trying to see through his dark sunglasses. She does not even know why they wear them. "He hasn't told me a thing."

Because of his shades, she cannot read his expression. "I'm sure that'll change tonight." She closes the door.

These are perfect drabbles: only 100 words. Again, if anything seems off in any way, please let me know.