Author's Notes: Wow, my fishies death has inspired me!! That is truly disturbing. Anyway, another fish has dissappeared entirely, so I think I have a cannibal goldfish on my hands. I can hear the Jaws theme now.....
The Beginning, part 5
Trowa was worried. He'd woken Quatre from a nightmare the night before, startling the blonde into pushing him away and grabbing the first thing to try and defend himself. That was odd in itself. Why would Quatre have a piece of wood hidden under his pillow? And then the blonde had practically run from the room, locking himself in his study and he'd been there ever since. A tapping noise at the window alerted Trowa to another presence. Before he could reach for his gun, a rotting hand broke the window and a corpse jumped through the window. Too shocked to even scream, Trowa stood still as the creature advanced on him.
Quatre was pacing the study, waiting for his Father to get back to him. The vid phone rang and he pounced on it, catching it on first ring, "Yes?" Winner looked back at his son sadly. "There have been ...reports.... of an excavation, uncovering a secret chamber hidden in the caverns off L4." Quatre's eyes narrowed, "And?" Winner looked away from the screen "A crystal was in the initial discovery, but it was stolen.." Quatre cursed and lifted a hand to his head. "That's not all. The body of a child was discovered as well. With a ..a.. broken neck." Quatre's eyes widened in horror "My...my body?"
A tinkling of glass interrupted the call. "I think I've got company." Quatre murmured reaching in his vest for the stake. He barely noticed as his father nodded and ended the call. Quatre burst through the doors and found Trowa, backing away, up the hallway, a vampire staggering towards him. Remembering his own first encounter with a vampire Quatre almost smirked, before leaping at the vampire.
Trowa watched in shock as Quatre burst through the double doors and leapt onto the corpse. Realising his best friend was throwing himself in the line of fire for him, Trowa moved to help. He barely stepped forwards when the corpse shrieked and burst into dust under the blonde. Quatre stood, absently dusting himself off and listened for anymore disturbances. After a few minutes, Trowa remembered how to speak, "What...What?" Quatre interrupted "What was that? That was a member of the undead commonly known as a vampire." He was fighting off a smile as he remembered the way his father had introduced him to vampires, right before he....Trowa fell to the ground in a dead faint....passed out.
The vampire cowered as the Master seethed at the failure of the vampire to get the Slayer. "You... You will bring me the Slayer..." The vampire nodded and backed out of the room, slowly.
Trowa became aware of someone tapping his cheek and he reacted instantly, grabbing the offending arm and pulling the person down, he rolled and pinned the figure under himself. "Where is?" he started to ask when he became aware of the fact that is was Quatre he was pinning. "Oh, sorry." he said awkwardly, letting go and standing up. Quatre seemed to be smirking at him. "Well?" he asked, cocking his head to one side. Trowa frowned "What?" he repeated back, and then he remembered. Eyes wide he grabbed Quatre's arms again. "What is this all about Quatre?!?"
The vampire smiled as it made it's way back into the known location of the Slayers' residence. It watched as the Taller boy grabbed the Slayer and demanded to know what was going on. The Slayer smiled and was about to answer when the Vampire decided to make it's presence known. "Yes Quatre, tell him of us." Quatre paled at the voice, all joking gone, and turned to face his Mentor and Watcher. One word escaped his lips, "Irea."
The Beginning, part 5
Trowa was worried. He'd woken Quatre from a nightmare the night before, startling the blonde into pushing him away and grabbing the first thing to try and defend himself. That was odd in itself. Why would Quatre have a piece of wood hidden under his pillow? And then the blonde had practically run from the room, locking himself in his study and he'd been there ever since. A tapping noise at the window alerted Trowa to another presence. Before he could reach for his gun, a rotting hand broke the window and a corpse jumped through the window. Too shocked to even scream, Trowa stood still as the creature advanced on him.
Quatre was pacing the study, waiting for his Father to get back to him. The vid phone rang and he pounced on it, catching it on first ring, "Yes?" Winner looked back at his son sadly. "There have been ...reports.... of an excavation, uncovering a secret chamber hidden in the caverns off L4." Quatre's eyes narrowed, "And?" Winner looked away from the screen "A crystal was in the initial discovery, but it was stolen.." Quatre cursed and lifted a hand to his head. "That's not all. The body of a child was discovered as well. With a ..a.. broken neck." Quatre's eyes widened in horror "My...my body?"
A tinkling of glass interrupted the call. "I think I've got company." Quatre murmured reaching in his vest for the stake. He barely noticed as his father nodded and ended the call. Quatre burst through the doors and found Trowa, backing away, up the hallway, a vampire staggering towards him. Remembering his own first encounter with a vampire Quatre almost smirked, before leaping at the vampire.
Trowa watched in shock as Quatre burst through the double doors and leapt onto the corpse. Realising his best friend was throwing himself in the line of fire for him, Trowa moved to help. He barely stepped forwards when the corpse shrieked and burst into dust under the blonde. Quatre stood, absently dusting himself off and listened for anymore disturbances. After a few minutes, Trowa remembered how to speak, "What...What?" Quatre interrupted "What was that? That was a member of the undead commonly known as a vampire." He was fighting off a smile as he remembered the way his father had introduced him to vampires, right before he....Trowa fell to the ground in a dead faint....passed out.
The vampire cowered as the Master seethed at the failure of the vampire to get the Slayer. "You... You will bring me the Slayer..." The vampire nodded and backed out of the room, slowly.
Trowa became aware of someone tapping his cheek and he reacted instantly, grabbing the offending arm and pulling the person down, he rolled and pinned the figure under himself. "Where is?" he started to ask when he became aware of the fact that is was Quatre he was pinning. "Oh, sorry." he said awkwardly, letting go and standing up. Quatre seemed to be smirking at him. "Well?" he asked, cocking his head to one side. Trowa frowned "What?" he repeated back, and then he remembered. Eyes wide he grabbed Quatre's arms again. "What is this all about Quatre?!?"
The vampire smiled as it made it's way back into the known location of the Slayers' residence. It watched as the Taller boy grabbed the Slayer and demanded to know what was going on. The Slayer smiled and was about to answer when the Vampire decided to make it's presence known. "Yes Quatre, tell him of us." Quatre paled at the voice, all joking gone, and turned to face his Mentor and Watcher. One word escaped his lips, "Irea."
