Twilight Hunter; GW Style
Chapter Two
FalconIce
The door hissed open, cool sterilized air wafted out and flew like a breeze against their faces. Clean white walls and the atmosphere of death and sadness. The morgue.
"This place gives me the chills." Duo whispered underneath his breath as his gleaming violet eyes squinted around the room. His arms were held tightly around him in a comforting self-hug.
Heero merely looked on and didn't comment. The morgue to him was just a place where people couldn't let go of loved ones. Dead was dead. Humans have to live with that.
Vampires, everyone knew, die, and turn to ash. No one kept ashes in morgues. It was just too humorous to think about.
Cobalt blue eyes scanned the room and spotted a corpse on the nearby examination table. That was probably the victim.
The little imp that had been their guide left them quite a while ago in the corridor leading to this room. It had reasoned out that it didn't like places that housed so much death. It had been an earth sprite and one that wasn't of great power either. Those kinds of things barely had enough power and resembled more a human's existence rather than the earth elemental it had been born as.
Heero shook aside his wandering mind and focused once again on his immediate surroundings. He found the braided Gamishin peering intently at the covered corpse seemingly trying his best to see underneath the material.
"What are you doing?" He asked in monotone, his face clearly showing the emotions he felt about the irritating baka.
Violet eyes looked at him, a small frown marring the usual joyous countenance of the braided youth.
"His death wasn't from a vampire or a Hunter…" The Hunter trailed off, eyes looking somewhat glazed and blank.
"Ahou…Treize said it was done by a Dhampir if you hadn't been listening." Heero said, slightly miffed at the boy's obvious statement. In response to his words, the braided Hunter merely looked at him with a wrinkle between his eyebrows.
"Not that either."
"How would you know?" questioned the vampire, eyes never leaving the feminine face of the Hunter.
"I can feel the presence of the Killer around the body and it doesn't sense of neither vampire nor Hunter." Violet eyes looked to meet cobalt blue." It feels like a Human."
Heero snorted." Hn. That's impossible. This body belongs to a Hunter and you expect me to believe that a mere human could have done this?
Duo looked at the corpse again, eyes still glazed." I'm sure."
The tousle-haired vampire snorted again and gazed at the Hunter who was still looking intently at the cadaver." It's a mission for us to find out and mere spectral readings aren't exactly accurate…"
"Huh?" The Gamishin snapped out of his trance to look at the blue eyed vampire with a little annoyance and an equal proportion of anger.
"You're a Hunter. Hunter's are powerful but not that powerful. They can't do aura readings and sensing even if it killed them." The vampire rationalized.
"My Mother was a Human witch. Although I have no love for her in the sacrifice of bearing me, I at least have the decency to appreciate her gift before she died from the birthing." Glaring daggers at Heero Duo spun on his heel and stalked out the door." I'm finding the technician to this place." He called out slamming the door at his passage. Heero winced.
Was it just him or did the place seem colder and sadder without the braided Hunter's presence? Cobalt eyes blinked as Heero shook yet again the thoughts that led his mind to wander. It was important to focus on the mission. One must not become distracted.
Slowly making his way to the dead body, Heero pointed out to himself that Duo may have had an idea to the truth concerning the killer. The cadaver didn't show the usual Marks a corpse possessed from a vampire attack. Especially a vampire attack towards a Hunter and he would have seriously doubted a Hunter would cause marks this gruesome and out of the way to another of his kind. It was genetically unlikely since Hunters were born to kill vampires and couldn't stand the idea of ever killing one of their own.
A Dhampir -although a likely suspect at this point- seemed just not quite the fit for the answer. Treize had been wrong. There HAD been a Dhampir case before and Treize knew it and had underestimated their inherent knowledge. He wasn't one of the oldest vampires or the most powerful but he did his homework and managed to survive until now. That proved a testament to his skills at doing his homework.
In historical accounts the Dhampir had fled to Earth and from what Heero had heard, had been living quite an uneventful life as a human. Although what the Master Vampire had said was the truth about the possibilities of a Dhapir killer since it matched with what Heero knew about Dhampir abilites.
Dhampirs were supposed to possess the Hunter ability to face the sun but needed to feed on blood. Didn't possess the Vampire ability to heal with blood but had the affinity of Hunters to be better at killing vampires. It was slightly faster and stronger than either Hunter or Vamp but somehow weaker in the emotional and mental departments. Highly unstable and weak internally that was the reason it had fled to old Earth because it couldn't take living here where Death was as common as pancakes.
So, this, Heero surmised was quite a break from what the earlier Dhampir would have done. Unless there was possibility that the Dhampir had acquired the Vampire's bloodlust rather than a Hunter's fickle disposition then it could be a plausible explanation. Unlikely, yes, but just maybe…
The sound of the door opening and hot air whooshing into the room snapped the vampire form his brooding; the familiar form of his braided 'partner' came waltzing back into the room as if nothing had ever happened.
"I admit that that was totally uncalled for." Violet eyes remained focused with intensity towards luminous blue." Just…don't EVER underestimate me."
Heero blinked and frowned internally. The Gamishin clan member was highly unstable and explosive. Probably even becoming too emotionally attached during missions, the vampire couldn't believe that someone as unproductive as that could manage to live this long even so far as becoming the best. Paria, their home planet, was definitely degrading.
"Hn." The vampire replied before casting back his gaze towards the body." There is nothing left here to investigate. I suggest we do more field work…"
Hardened violet eyes regarded Heero with uncomfortable intensity." Exactly what fieldwor-" He was suddenly cut off as the newly closed doors opened yet again to herald the entrance of two teens who, like them, seemed older than their years.
One, with long blonde hair and sparkling aquamarine eyes, smiled politely at them and did a small and formal bow. His partner, a taller teen with twinkling emerald eyes and an unusual hairstyle, soon reciprocated the move.
It was then that Heero noticed that both of their ears narrowed into delicate points and that their arms were longer than an average Human/Hunter/Vampire's as well as possessing such androgynous even feminine bodily structures. They could only be one thing-
"Elves." The Gamishin beside him gasped eyes wide and a silly grin growing on his face.
The blonde smiled," I am Quatre." He then held out a hand towards his partner." And this is Trowa." Blue orbs then turned back to them." We were sent here by a party that wishes yet to remain anonymous to lend you two a hand." The uni-banged elf nodded his head.
The words just screamed suspicious yet why would anyone so blatantly announce their so 'obvious 'faulty reasons? Could it be that it was just so wrong that it would be taken as the truth or either that they actually were here to help them-but, with the involvement of the elven kingdom it would indicate that the case they were to solve was something that shouldn't be taken lightly.
"Why now?" Heero asked, his eyes trying their best to burrow holes into the elves innocent skulls.
It was the uni-banged elf's turn to reply," Let's simply assume that this case is far from the usual." He spoke, his face dropping into a graver expression.
"So, that makes it-?" Quatre, the blonde, jumped as he was startled by the sudden appearing of the braided Hunter right under his very nasal passages.
"H-how did you do that?" He stuttered and clutched at his chest. The dark-haired elf laid a soothing hand on his companion's shoulder before shooting a questioning look to the now sheepishly grinning Gamishin member.
"I forgot that the Elves have never met a Gamishin Hunter…" He then extended a hand towards the two shocked elves and beamed." Hi! I'm DUO. The one of only two Gamishin Clan members left standing!"
The two elves looked at the hand and blinked.
"-the legendary clan of Gamishin Hunters?" The blonde elf squeaked and turned what could only be called an awed gaze towards the chestnut haired male.
Duo scratched the back of his head sheepishly. Meanwhile, the stoic vampire merely glanced at the two members of the Elven tribe and snorted in disgust.
"We need no help. We're fine at it is. The more variables there are in an equation, the more likely a mistake can occur." Heero swiveled a steely gaze across the room." I cannot allow that." He continued silently and gauged the others' reactions to his words.
"I assure you that we can certainly pull our own wei-" The cobalt eyed Vampire turned his back at the speaker and began to proceed down the path to the door.
Quatre seemed to look quite put out from being ignored not to mention, snorted rudely at. Trowa, in the meantime, was making it his job to calm the highly agitated elf that had once been his extremely calm and happy partner.
It was Duo who tried to amend the situation they had found themselves in." Er-I'll be right back guys! I'll talk to him and make him see that the more there is the merrier! K?" The braided teen called out before sprinting to the door in pursuit of his so called partner in crime.
Doors whooshed open and a minute later, Heero found himself in an empty hallway leading to the morgue. It was a known fact that the hallway to the place of the dead was always empty for everyone had their own label of aversion to the unmoving ones.
He sighed, his shoulders slumping at the action. Elves were for the better word, rare and it would be folly to endanger even one of their members, let alone two…
Heero snapped up his head as a sound blossomed behind him. The previously closed doors had opened once again. Somebody, no doubt, was here to try and dissuade him from his decision again. Why anybody could be so annoyingly persistent was lost the Heero's reasoning.
"Oi! Why dya leave 'em hanging like that Wing?" The familiar voice of the Gamishin clan member wafted down the door to the vampire's ears." They're just 'stending a little help ya know! No harm in that is there?"
"Hn." The Vampire snorted and walked." We need-no, I need no help. Do you hear that Hunter? So go away. You can play with your stupid elf friends but stay away from me. I don't need help, especially your kind of 'help'." With that left suspended in the air, Heero briskly walked and left the corridor to the morgue and entered the main hospital hallways which left the aforementioned Hunter member gaping like a fish out of water in the middle of a deserted corridor.
"HEY! THAT WAS AN INSULT WASN'T IT?" Heero just shook his head, albeit a bit sadly as he heard the yelled retort.
-TBC-
Note-sies: Aaaahhh…this chapter has NO, NONE, NOTHING, ZILCH, NEGATION of any inspiration. So pardon me if it's a little…empty sounding. I'll try to do better for the next installment, okie dokie? * wink *
Chapter Two
FalconIce
The door hissed open, cool sterilized air wafted out and flew like a breeze against their faces. Clean white walls and the atmosphere of death and sadness. The morgue.
"This place gives me the chills." Duo whispered underneath his breath as his gleaming violet eyes squinted around the room. His arms were held tightly around him in a comforting self-hug.
Heero merely looked on and didn't comment. The morgue to him was just a place where people couldn't let go of loved ones. Dead was dead. Humans have to live with that.
Vampires, everyone knew, die, and turn to ash. No one kept ashes in morgues. It was just too humorous to think about.
Cobalt blue eyes scanned the room and spotted a corpse on the nearby examination table. That was probably the victim.
The little imp that had been their guide left them quite a while ago in the corridor leading to this room. It had reasoned out that it didn't like places that housed so much death. It had been an earth sprite and one that wasn't of great power either. Those kinds of things barely had enough power and resembled more a human's existence rather than the earth elemental it had been born as.
Heero shook aside his wandering mind and focused once again on his immediate surroundings. He found the braided Gamishin peering intently at the covered corpse seemingly trying his best to see underneath the material.
"What are you doing?" He asked in monotone, his face clearly showing the emotions he felt about the irritating baka.
Violet eyes looked at him, a small frown marring the usual joyous countenance of the braided youth.
"His death wasn't from a vampire or a Hunter…" The Hunter trailed off, eyes looking somewhat glazed and blank.
"Ahou…Treize said it was done by a Dhampir if you hadn't been listening." Heero said, slightly miffed at the boy's obvious statement. In response to his words, the braided Hunter merely looked at him with a wrinkle between his eyebrows.
"Not that either."
"How would you know?" questioned the vampire, eyes never leaving the feminine face of the Hunter.
"I can feel the presence of the Killer around the body and it doesn't sense of neither vampire nor Hunter." Violet eyes looked to meet cobalt blue." It feels like a Human."
Heero snorted." Hn. That's impossible. This body belongs to a Hunter and you expect me to believe that a mere human could have done this?
Duo looked at the corpse again, eyes still glazed." I'm sure."
The tousle-haired vampire snorted again and gazed at the Hunter who was still looking intently at the cadaver." It's a mission for us to find out and mere spectral readings aren't exactly accurate…"
"Huh?" The Gamishin snapped out of his trance to look at the blue eyed vampire with a little annoyance and an equal proportion of anger.
"You're a Hunter. Hunter's are powerful but not that powerful. They can't do aura readings and sensing even if it killed them." The vampire rationalized.
"My Mother was a Human witch. Although I have no love for her in the sacrifice of bearing me, I at least have the decency to appreciate her gift before she died from the birthing." Glaring daggers at Heero Duo spun on his heel and stalked out the door." I'm finding the technician to this place." He called out slamming the door at his passage. Heero winced.
Was it just him or did the place seem colder and sadder without the braided Hunter's presence? Cobalt eyes blinked as Heero shook yet again the thoughts that led his mind to wander. It was important to focus on the mission. One must not become distracted.
Slowly making his way to the dead body, Heero pointed out to himself that Duo may have had an idea to the truth concerning the killer. The cadaver didn't show the usual Marks a corpse possessed from a vampire attack. Especially a vampire attack towards a Hunter and he would have seriously doubted a Hunter would cause marks this gruesome and out of the way to another of his kind. It was genetically unlikely since Hunters were born to kill vampires and couldn't stand the idea of ever killing one of their own.
A Dhampir -although a likely suspect at this point- seemed just not quite the fit for the answer. Treize had been wrong. There HAD been a Dhampir case before and Treize knew it and had underestimated their inherent knowledge. He wasn't one of the oldest vampires or the most powerful but he did his homework and managed to survive until now. That proved a testament to his skills at doing his homework.
In historical accounts the Dhampir had fled to Earth and from what Heero had heard, had been living quite an uneventful life as a human. Although what the Master Vampire had said was the truth about the possibilities of a Dhapir killer since it matched with what Heero knew about Dhampir abilites.
Dhampirs were supposed to possess the Hunter ability to face the sun but needed to feed on blood. Didn't possess the Vampire ability to heal with blood but had the affinity of Hunters to be better at killing vampires. It was slightly faster and stronger than either Hunter or Vamp but somehow weaker in the emotional and mental departments. Highly unstable and weak internally that was the reason it had fled to old Earth because it couldn't take living here where Death was as common as pancakes.
So, this, Heero surmised was quite a break from what the earlier Dhampir would have done. Unless there was possibility that the Dhampir had acquired the Vampire's bloodlust rather than a Hunter's fickle disposition then it could be a plausible explanation. Unlikely, yes, but just maybe…
The sound of the door opening and hot air whooshing into the room snapped the vampire form his brooding; the familiar form of his braided 'partner' came waltzing back into the room as if nothing had ever happened.
"I admit that that was totally uncalled for." Violet eyes remained focused with intensity towards luminous blue." Just…don't EVER underestimate me."
Heero blinked and frowned internally. The Gamishin clan member was highly unstable and explosive. Probably even becoming too emotionally attached during missions, the vampire couldn't believe that someone as unproductive as that could manage to live this long even so far as becoming the best. Paria, their home planet, was definitely degrading.
"Hn." The vampire replied before casting back his gaze towards the body." There is nothing left here to investigate. I suggest we do more field work…"
Hardened violet eyes regarded Heero with uncomfortable intensity." Exactly what fieldwor-" He was suddenly cut off as the newly closed doors opened yet again to herald the entrance of two teens who, like them, seemed older than their years.
One, with long blonde hair and sparkling aquamarine eyes, smiled politely at them and did a small and formal bow. His partner, a taller teen with twinkling emerald eyes and an unusual hairstyle, soon reciprocated the move.
It was then that Heero noticed that both of their ears narrowed into delicate points and that their arms were longer than an average Human/Hunter/Vampire's as well as possessing such androgynous even feminine bodily structures. They could only be one thing-
"Elves." The Gamishin beside him gasped eyes wide and a silly grin growing on his face.
The blonde smiled," I am Quatre." He then held out a hand towards his partner." And this is Trowa." Blue orbs then turned back to them." We were sent here by a party that wishes yet to remain anonymous to lend you two a hand." The uni-banged elf nodded his head.
The words just screamed suspicious yet why would anyone so blatantly announce their so 'obvious 'faulty reasons? Could it be that it was just so wrong that it would be taken as the truth or either that they actually were here to help them-but, with the involvement of the elven kingdom it would indicate that the case they were to solve was something that shouldn't be taken lightly.
"Why now?" Heero asked, his eyes trying their best to burrow holes into the elves innocent skulls.
It was the uni-banged elf's turn to reply," Let's simply assume that this case is far from the usual." He spoke, his face dropping into a graver expression.
"So, that makes it-?" Quatre, the blonde, jumped as he was startled by the sudden appearing of the braided Hunter right under his very nasal passages.
"H-how did you do that?" He stuttered and clutched at his chest. The dark-haired elf laid a soothing hand on his companion's shoulder before shooting a questioning look to the now sheepishly grinning Gamishin member.
"I forgot that the Elves have never met a Gamishin Hunter…" He then extended a hand towards the two shocked elves and beamed." Hi! I'm DUO. The one of only two Gamishin Clan members left standing!"
The two elves looked at the hand and blinked.
"-the legendary clan of Gamishin Hunters?" The blonde elf squeaked and turned what could only be called an awed gaze towards the chestnut haired male.
Duo scratched the back of his head sheepishly. Meanwhile, the stoic vampire merely glanced at the two members of the Elven tribe and snorted in disgust.
"We need no help. We're fine at it is. The more variables there are in an equation, the more likely a mistake can occur." Heero swiveled a steely gaze across the room." I cannot allow that." He continued silently and gauged the others' reactions to his words.
"I assure you that we can certainly pull our own wei-" The cobalt eyed Vampire turned his back at the speaker and began to proceed down the path to the door.
Quatre seemed to look quite put out from being ignored not to mention, snorted rudely at. Trowa, in the meantime, was making it his job to calm the highly agitated elf that had once been his extremely calm and happy partner.
It was Duo who tried to amend the situation they had found themselves in." Er-I'll be right back guys! I'll talk to him and make him see that the more there is the merrier! K?" The braided teen called out before sprinting to the door in pursuit of his so called partner in crime.
Doors whooshed open and a minute later, Heero found himself in an empty hallway leading to the morgue. It was a known fact that the hallway to the place of the dead was always empty for everyone had their own label of aversion to the unmoving ones.
He sighed, his shoulders slumping at the action. Elves were for the better word, rare and it would be folly to endanger even one of their members, let alone two…
Heero snapped up his head as a sound blossomed behind him. The previously closed doors had opened once again. Somebody, no doubt, was here to try and dissuade him from his decision again. Why anybody could be so annoyingly persistent was lost the Heero's reasoning.
"Oi! Why dya leave 'em hanging like that Wing?" The familiar voice of the Gamishin clan member wafted down the door to the vampire's ears." They're just 'stending a little help ya know! No harm in that is there?"
"Hn." The Vampire snorted and walked." We need-no, I need no help. Do you hear that Hunter? So go away. You can play with your stupid elf friends but stay away from me. I don't need help, especially your kind of 'help'." With that left suspended in the air, Heero briskly walked and left the corridor to the morgue and entered the main hospital hallways which left the aforementioned Hunter member gaping like a fish out of water in the middle of a deserted corridor.
"HEY! THAT WAS AN INSULT WASN'T IT?" Heero just shook his head, albeit a bit sadly as he heard the yelled retort.
-TBC-
Note-sies: Aaaahhh…this chapter has NO, NONE, NOTHING, ZILCH, NEGATION of any inspiration. So pardon me if it's a little…empty sounding. I'll try to do better for the next installment, okie dokie? * wink *