Blood Lust
Written by: Fira Flame
I do not own these characters; they belong to their respective owners. Keeren belongs to me and Missy and Teri belong to Missy and Teri.
This is the re-written version of 'Blood Lust', which was written in the fall of 2002. The older version was written very poorly, so here is a newer version , for all your vampire fans! There may be some references from some video games, bu tI assure you, they're just there, not from those games. Beware of any yaoi/Shonen-ai, or any other sexual themes that might occur in this!!
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Chapter 7
The next day went by event-less, primarily because only the monk and prince remained in the house. Prince Legolas took a long 'nap' in the forest as he put it. It really was a session of heavy concentration and speculation. He wanted to find her, to bring her back with his own powers, but his efforts were unheard and he returned to the house before dusk. Suzaku seichiseishi Chichiri abided to his usual duties around the house and did them, including those of his departed house mates with them. After completing the chore of the gardening, normally Chiriko's task, he took a few spells of meditation inside the safety of the house.
The day was calm and tranquil until that evening.
The sky was already dark, clouds obscuring the night canopy. The woodland prince, after a small meal shared with the Suzaku monk, kept himself busy with an elvish book on the sofa. Chichiri sat in the kitchen with a scroll and tea. They all needed to keep their minds off of what may or may not be occurring outside. The silence was eerie, almost frightening.
Chichiri took a long sip from his tea, setting the scroll aside for a moment. His mind was left empty of thoughts, keeping himself from thinking of the vampires was difficult, for he had nothing left to think about. He hoped Melissa was doing well on her search for the Dragon Balls. It had been nearly a full twenty-four hours since she had left, at least half of them could have been found by now, if not more. Emptying the warm draught into his stomach, Chichiri stood from the table to put the much into the sink.
A clatter on the patio brought his attention to the window. He hesitated for a moment to draw aside the curtain in the small window, curiosity got to him any ways. Moving the fabric aside, he saw a figure leaning on the patio railing, clutching at their neck. He looked a bit closer and saw it to be female with bright lavender hair. Keeren? She lifted up her head and took a step towards the door. Tears were streaming down her pale face, blood seeping from the wound on her neck. Had she not been turned yet? Chichiri pondered for a moment, it had been an entire day and typically they would have already been fully changed within 15 hours. Keeren suddenly lurched over, crying out Melissa's name in agony, tears dripped onto the patio floor mixing with the dribbling blood. No, she's not gone yet.
Legolas was stepping through the doorway to the kitchen when Chichiri went to the sliding door and pulled it open along with the curtain.
"What are you doing?" He questioned, putting his book on the table. Chichiri stepped onto the patio and Keeren looked up at him, her bright eyes full of fright at pain. She suddenly threw herself at him with an open sob.
"Chichiri..!" She wept. "I had to get away, I can't st-stand it." Chichiri felt compelled to wrap his arms around the small Saiya-jin and comfort her, but could he seriously trust her?
"They've turned Trunks, they're all gone." She looked up at him, gripping his shirt. "I don't wan t-to be like that. Please Chichiri, you've got to help me...!"
"Ah-- " Chichiri started, he looked over his shoulder at Legolas, a suspicious look on his face.
"...Chichiri...?" Keeren whimpered.
The monk looked back at her and apologised. "I don't know if we can help you... or even trust you, no da."
An venomous look flashed across her face, her eyes suddenly fading into a bright vampiric red, the red he remembered described from Melissa of her husband. Cursing silently, he went to grab her shoulders, to throw her away. Before he could act Keeren tightened her grip on his shirt, spun and threw him into the dark yard behind her. Legolas let out a shout, running forward but came to a quick stop when Keeren slammed the door shut in front of him.
Keeren dashed out into the yard, tackling the dizzy suzaku seishi as Legolas pulled the door open again and chased her. Something heavy suddenly latched onto the elvish prince's back and he lost his balance. GT Trunks laughed and leapt off of him, blocking his path towards the house. After a second trying to get his bearings, Legolas leapt to his feet and ran for Chichiri, whom was still lying on the ground ahead of him.
"Chichiri!" The prince called as he came up, Keeren and Trunks were nowhere in sight, where had they gone? Chichiri was was on his knees, gripping at his chest lightly where Keeren's sharp, Saiya-jin nails had ripped through his flesh. Warm blood wept through Chichiri's wide spread fingers. Fresh blood, bait for a vampire. Legolas cursed under his breath, now they could be tracked.
"I-- I'm alright." Chichiri hissed as he rose to his feet. Legolas looked to his companion with worry, but was distracted when he heard a screech racing towards him.
In a flash, he grabbed Chichiri roughly and sprung into the air, just as Trunks dashed by with extended fangs.
Legolas looked below him as he hovered in the air, Chichiri in his arms. The night was dark, only the light from the house remained. There were no lights from the highway or from the city miles away. It was if a dark barrier had been cast over the land. Dark powers this vampires may possess, but none of this sort, a mind trick this may have been, but no spell. The prince could feel Chichiri's blood leaking onto his forearms. Now they both had the smell of a feast to the beasts.
"Legolas! Look out!" Chichiri shouted. Legolas looked up just in time for a foot to collide with his side and send him flying into the branches and limbs of trees. Within moments Legolas lost grip of the seishi and probably was thrown hundreds of feet away from him. He hit the ground with a cracking thud and was showered with leaves and small sticks and branches. He hissed as he sat up, his back, arms, and legs covered in scratches, and a small gash on his side.
In the distance he heard a screech and a shout. He took off in a sprint towards the noise, for he recognised the voice as Chichiri's. Brush and leaves of knives rushed past his skin, his flesh crawling with burning pain. But anything was better than the deadly bite of the vampire, a fate he wished not to fall upon his comrade. Bursting through the evergreen he came upon a small clearing, he found Chichiri resting against a tree stump, his skin pale and gasping for breath. Legolas rushed up to him and called out to him. The seishi was unresponsive, accept for his wide mahogany eye staring up into the branches. Legolas only realised what had occurred in his absence when he went to move his head, so they would look each other in the eyes. Warm, fresh, slimy blood met his hand when he gripped his jaw. Recoiling, his hand was covered in the seishi's blood, and a wide circlet of bite marks were in the neck of his comrade. Looking up into the tree branches, he heard stirring. From the trees came a slim figure dusted with filth, long hair and bright eyes shining from the darkness. Teri sent a sharp, toothy grin to him, her lips crimson of the seishi's life essence. Legolas was unsure whether this was the woman he loved, or some false lie.
"Why, hello my dear sweet prince." The Saiya-elf said sweetly. Legolas did not respond, glaring softly at her. "Oh... I'm sorry, are you not happy to see me? You haven't seen me in nearly a week, I thought you would miss me..... Or is it because I just drank down the last of the good wine...? Oh tear, tear, how sad am I" She traced an invisible tear with her muddy finger, and began to cackle madly.
"You're not the Teri I once knew." Legolas scowled.
"Ah, yeah, you're right." She replied, running her hand through her waist length hair. "But I'm happier now.... and I'd be much happier if you were to join me." Teri grinned and advanced towards the prince. "The gift of power is more than just being bitten, more than just me finding a midnight snack. It's a whole affair of ecstasy." Legolas turned away as he was backed against a tree, Teri closer than comfort would have thought possible. He could smell her breath, her foul breath. The scent of his fallen comrade and those before him lingered on her tongue and made the prince cringe under his skin.
"Teri, n-no. I don't want it." Legolas returned. "What I want is for you to return to your normal state, the woman I loved." He spoke with his eyes closed, not wanting to see her bright, green eyes that held the darkness he shunned.
"That!" She started, gripping Legolas's forearms, still slippery with blood. "That was not my true self, that form was holding back what I could be, and I want you to see what you can become like this." Teri hissed, running her icy tongue against Legolas's throat. He shivvered, from the chill and from the fear.
"Join me."
"No."
Teri was growing inpatient and annoyed. As she was opening her wide, toothy mouth, a bright, hot beam of light shot from the trees around her and knocked her and Legolas away. Legolas rolled on the ground towards the tree stump near Chichiri and Teri in the other direction. The vampiric Saiya-elf leapt to her feet and glared into the forest, a shrill hiss coming from her tight lips. Out of the forest came a man in black, wielding a bright blade. Teri conjured her own blade and blocked his attack. The blond man, dressed in black and gold reversed his attack and stood in opposition to her. Teri laughed at him.
"Ace Goldstar, the last person I'd expect to see out this time of the night, why aren't you getting drunk, instead of meddling with other's affairs?"
"Hold your tongue, Treise." Ace snarled, his cat-like ears curling on his head. "You have a lot less than a punishment coming for what has happened here."
"Punishment? For me? Aw, you're too kind. But if you're really looking for the start of things, talk to Tasuki." She jutted her thumb towards the thick of the forest. "Although, if it's a fight you're looking for, you've come to the right place."
She let out a shriek and dashed into the woods, Ace on her heels.
Legolas sat up with a groan of pain and looked around the area dimly. Suddenly, two young figures came from the trees above and landed gracefully on the ground in front of him. Looking up at them in the dim light he recognised them as Nuriko and Mirai Trunks. A wave of relief flooded over him as he was lifted from the ground and leaned against a tree.
"Sorry man, we couldn't risk any more distractions, we had to get her away from the two of you." Mirai said. He fished through his pocket and presented to him a small dried bean. "Here, sensu bean."
"Thank you." Legolas returned as he placed the bean into his mouth. Within moments his scratches disappeared and lethargy faded. He looked over to Chichiri, whom was being observed by Nuriko.
"Leave him." He said. "There's nothing we can do for him until Melissa summons the dragon. If we heal him he'll only convert much faster."
Nuriko frowned, and nodded. "So what can we do?"
"Right now?"
"Yeah."
"Wait for Melissa to return with the Dragon Balls."
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Um, yeah. I haven't updated in AGES D: Like, not since September last year... And that's bad. I was randomly inspired to write a bit more, so here you go. Only two more chapters to go, so I might finish this before THIS year is out!
Fira
