I hear Dorothy scream, and I go outside to see what's wrong 
I hear Dorothy scream, and I go outside to see what's wrong. 
The sight I saw made my heart stop. It was Relena.
 "RELENA, YOU PHYCO BITCH. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING 
HERE??!!" I yell. This is not her first time here in new mayhem. 
She used to be one of the best vampire hunters in the world, until 
the war. Then, word got around that she couldn't kill a vampire 
because she developed `feelings' for a human. Yep, I spoiled her 
rep. And, in my point of view, she deserved it.
 "duo." She said. Her loathing of me was clear in her 
voice. "I'm not looking for you, so go away."
 "Yea, but you're not looking to kill Dorothy, either, or you 
wouldn't have le her get away." I say seeing the now, Dorothy is in 
no danger.
 "Damnit! You know why I'm here. Tell me where the hybrid 
is!"
 "I have no idea what you are talking about." I state calmly.
 "yes you do, now turn her over. She has no right to pretend 
that she is human!"
 At this remark, I lunge at the psycho bitch. If she is a 
hybrid, she has every right to say that she is a human. //what are 
you talking about!?// I yell with my mind. When I got behind her, I 
get her in a chokehold and will us to the safe house.
 We appear in the kitchen, where everyone is gathered. I can 
see that we startled everyone. I decide to break the silence, so I 
say, "Heero, tell the psycho bitch to leave me and all my friends 
alone, or I will not be responsible for my actions." There is no 
trace of the braided baka in what I say. I have gone to the vampire 
mood. I show no emotion. Attachment to anyone could mean death.
 Heero talks to Relena, and I will myself back to my house. 
All the daylight is making me tired. If Jo and Quatre are right, I 
better sleep when I can. There is no knowing when the enemy might 
show it's self.
 
 Yet again I find myself in my past. It is not a good past 
that I have had.
 
 I turn around to thank the lady for the flower, but when I 
turn she is gone. I turn to look at solo. He has that look on his 
face. A mix between anger and fear.
 "Dan," he says. "Be very careful." That is all that he says 
before he walks away.
 
 That night, after everyone has gone asleep, I hear voices 
seep through my window. I quietly go to the where the voices are 
coming from. I hide myself in the shadows, for I do not want anyone 
to know that I am here. The element of surprise can be very useful 
weapon. I hear solo talk to two people. I have never heard him so 
angry before. He was always so kind hearted. He would never be this 
mad at a human.
 "Stay away from him!" he says.
 "What are you going to do to stop us?" the other voice 
says. It sounds like it belongs to a man. I don't know what age.
 "If I have to" solo replayed. I could tell that he was 
getting ready to fight
I suddenly heard the voice of the man say, "Une, why don't you go get 
our little friend standing there in the shadows." I was shocked, 
because I didn't know that they could see me. Walked right to the 
man. I looked at him, he was wearing a uniform that was like… old. 
It looked like it belonged in some kind of history book. My first 
thought was `schizo'. I didn't see why solo was being so uptight 
about him. Then as he spoke, I could sense his power. It was almost 
radiating off of him. Something about him said that he was not a 
person who you wanted to meet in a dark alley. My instincts kicked 
in and they were yelling `runrunrunrunrunshitrunyouass!' I don't 
know what made me stay. I don't think that I would have been able to 
stay if I did want to move. 
I glared at him for all I was worth. I didn't like him one bit. 
Solo took a step towards the man, and the man pushed him away as if 
he weighed nothing. He looked at me and said, "He means nothing to 
you." //he means nothing to…..// I slipped out of that thought. I 
needed to see if my brother was alright. I hadn't seen him since he 
was pushed. He could be hurt. 
"Take care of the distraction," the man told the lady, who I knew was 
named Une.
I followed her with my eyes as she disappeared from my line of vision 
with a knife. The man took my face in his hands and made me face 
him. "do you know who I am?" he asked. I couldn't speak, so I just 
shook my head. I could see Une come back with a bloodied knife. /I 
didn't hear him fall…// I thought to myself. //I cannot believe that 
I didn't hear him fall.//
I knew that solo was dead. They killed my brother. The only one 
that took time to care for me. The only one who had ever accepted 
me. I didn't care what they did to me now. There was no point in 
living if I was going to live without solo. 
 He repeated the, "question. "Do you know who I am?" I took 
a good look at him. "you," I said, "look like a freak." I said 
that and peppered myself for a fight. All he did was laugh. He 
laughed at me, right in my face.
 I took a step back; I was scarred of this man. All thoughts 
of solo were pushed out of my mind. I was focused completely of 
survival. Something about this man told me that he was not someone 
to mess with. The next thing I remember was him putting an arm 
around my waste and something or someone in my mind telling me not to 
be afraid.
 
 
I woke up the next day. I thought that what happened was just had a 
bad dram. The strange thing was, that I didn't remember what 
happened. I didn't remember anythig, not even my own name. My mind 
started raceing. //am I dead? It this what being dead is? Floating 
forever in darkness?// I refused to believe this.
I started to panic. I suddenly realized that I was, infact sitting 
on a wooden floor. The air was cool. I thought since I could use 
these sences, maby I could use others. 
I decided that I was going try my sence of smell. I suddenly 
realized that ever since I woke up, I had not taken a breath. The 
odd part was, that my body didn't need to. I took a breath. I soon 
realized that this was not a good idea for the moment, because I fell 
to the floor in pain. It was as if my lungs never had worked this 
hard in my life. They were not used to this kind of labor. My 
throat was in pain and my head spun. I took another breath, not as 
big as the last one. The pain wasn't as intence as the last time, 
but it was still there. The pain had dulled by me fifth breath. I 
tried to smell. There was beeswax, wood, and glass. Yes, glass does 
have a smell; it smells somewhat like frost. I could also sence 
something between a smell and a taste. I later learned that this 
taste was an aura. It was the aura of death. I didn't know who's 
death at the time; it could have been mine, or it could have been 
someone elses.
Suddenly the door opened and a man walked in. I looked at him. I 
didn't know what to do.
"Get up" he told me. I got uo.
"who are you?" I asked him
"I am Treize. I am the one who made you this way." He replyed. 
I thought about this, it just didn't sound right in my head. "what 
way?"
"A vapire." I said the word. It sounded forighen. Words 
like `devel' and `witch' were ones that I knew. I didn't know this 
word.
"your name will now be Duo. You are one of silvers blood line, you, 
duo, are an experenced fighter." He said all of this and it took 
time to sink in. I opened my mouth to talk, but he just started 
talking agin. "Just so you know, I can read your minde like a book. 
Soon you will know how to put up your mental shields. You will also 
learn how to read other people's thoughts as well. Now, it is time 
for you to feed, or your body will destroy it's selfe."
I followed him out of the room. I had no idea where he was leading 
me.
We finally arrived at a broken down apartment building. I looked 
inside. "treize," I said. There are small kids sleeping in there. 
Don't they have a home?" little did I know that these small kds were 
what were left of my gang. It had been days since solo and I had 
dissappeared. They were now leaderless.
 "No, duo. They are homeless. They are only prey to us. We 
are superor to the whole human race."
"what do I do?"
"watch and learn." He said . he walked up to one of the kids and 
tilted it's head back so his throat was in perfect view. He lowered 
his head and bit the childs throat and drank it's blood. I got up 
almost automaticallu and walked to the closest person. As I got 
there, he woke up.
"Dan," he wispared. "Where have you been? Where's solo?"
"you must be misaken," I said. "I am not dan." With this, I bit kis 
neck and drank. I don't know if he cried out in pain, I was too 
distracted by what I was doing. Sweet, sweet blood. I never knew a 
meal could taste this good. Once there was no more blood, I looked 
around for treize. He got up and licked his lips. We went back to 
New Maheme to rest.