~ Disclaimer ~ I do not own Trigun, but I do own the characters that which
the Trigun creators themselves have not created. This is the sequel to
Vampire Tendencies, hope you like. And do not worry, there may be
appearences by other Trigun characters and Legato 'might' come back. So, if
you you want to know how it all turns out, read the sequel.
- Title - Bleeding Heart.
- Author - EngelWachterInderHolle.
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- Chapter - Eleven
- Title - Glendon's Hell.
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Glendon peered through the glass goblet he held in his right hand. His feet were resting on the arm of the large chair and his head was resting on the fist which was propped on the opposite arm. "You people bore me," he yawned.
Two humans trembled with fear as they bowed before Glendon. Legato stood near the doors, his arms folded across his chest and his eyes dim with an unreadable emotion. Glendon threw his goblet and it shattered as it contacted with the woman's forehead, the shards of glass leaving behind deep gashes. She didn't cry out, in fear that this demon would kill her if she had. "You are nothing in this world, this Hell I have created. All you do is sit around and become buffet tables for a vampire or demon. That is all you are. Walking buffet tables," Glendon sneered.
Tears slid down the woman's cheek and the man next to her frowned. "You're a monster! Go to Hell, scum!" He yelled.
Glendon's aquamarine eyes flashed with unimaginable rage. "You shouldn't talk to me this way. Do you not value your own life and this pathetic excuse for a woman next to you?"
The man got to his feet. "I don't give a damn about you! You're just a chi-"
Glendon made a side swipe motion and the man's head fell from his shoulders, dropped next to the woman and she screamed in horror. Glendon closed his eyes as the goblet pieced back together and blood gathered into it from the man's convulsing corpse. "You're a monster!" The woman cried with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Glendon opened his eyes. "A monster? Am I really?"
"He is but the bringer of death," Legato muttered from the doors.
"Bringer of death isn't the exact word for it...but I think that was the smartest thing you have said, Legato."
Legato bared his teeth but quickly relaxed. "Sure," he grumbled.
The woman began to cry loudly. Glendon got to his feet and grabbed a fistful of her hair. He started to drag her towards the door and he kicked them open. Glendon turned a corner with the screaming woman sliding on the tile floor with her hands trying to get her hair from Glendon's grasp. Glendon stopped and with his other hand, levitated the woman. He threw her out the window, but she got one clean shot at him with her nails. Three bloody trails were left behind as she fell towards the ground twenty feet down from the window. Glendon watched as demons rose from the ground and tore at her body, silencing her screams and gorging on human gore. Blood slid down his cheek as he re-entered his room, slamming the doors behind him and slid into his chair to lounge like he was. "The bitch left me a present," he grumbled and touched his cheek.
Instantly the gashes vanished and the blood vaporized. Legato took a step forward. "Feeding the underlings?" He asked.
"No, I got annoyed with her patheticness," Glendon replied and turned his head slightly.
"What makes you think you can question my agenda?"
Legato cleared his throat.
"Glendon, when are you going to remake this world into bliss?"
"You didn't answer my question!"
Glendon raised his hand up and closed his halfway. Legato started to gag and his body was lifted up into the air, his feet dangling underneath him. "Now answer me or die! You are no use to me, yet I keep you around to relieve my boredom!"
"I was just asking you a question, Glendon! Damn, let me go!" Legato yelled, blood sliding off his chin and dropping to the ground.
Glendon relaxed his hand and Legato dropped to the ground, landing on his feet and rubbing his sore throat. "I'll tell you what you need to know, not what you want to know," Glendon said with a calm voice.
He raised the goblet up and took a drink from it. His aquamarine eyes darted up to Legato. "Go clean off your face...you look like a monstrosity."
Legato frowned and exited the room, grumbling as he left.
Glendon set his goblet onto the table next to him and his eyes darted over to the remains of ash on the ground. Nicole's remains. "That should be dusted," he muttered before closing his eyes.
Chris entered a great hall of a building and stopped suddenly. "Chris, it's been a long time."
"Yeah it has...Legato."
Chris turned around and Legato was standing in the dark corner of the room. His eyes boring deep into Chris's. "What are you doing here?" Legato asked while wiping his face off with a towel.
"Rose from Hell. Like you did long ago. Who is that in the mansion? Nicole and Vash's son?" Chris inquired as he gazed up towards the mansion through a hole in the roof.
"Glendon is his name. He is the reason you're alive now. Nicole and Vash are dead, did you know that?"
"Yes. But...what I don't understand is...weren't you inlove with Nicole?"
Legato only put the towel back where he found it and headed for the door. "Legato!" Chris ordered.
"Yes. I am inlove with Nicole. Happy now?" Legato asked before leaving the room.
"But why would he stoop as low as to bring this devil child into the world and sacrifice Nicole? Why would Legato want Nicole dead and her son alive when he loved Nicole?"
Chris shook his head. "He can't bring her back to life...Glendon's powers may have sent her and Vash to the Underworld beyond Hell," he muttered.
Glendon frowned and tilted his glass to the side, making the last drink slide to the right. Legato entered the room and lingered back near the door, closing it but retreating into the dark. "I see you've cleaned up," Glendon said as his eyes glanced up towards Legato.
"Yes, I have," Legato said with a frown.
"Good, because I didn't want to see that hafling blood on my floor."
Rage filled Legato but he harbored it and blocked it off from his limbs. He hated taking orders, being told what to do and serve under a sixteen year old boy with infinite power over his own. The doors burst open and Legato only caught a glimpse of raven hair and crimson red eyes, a tight mini skirt and a red shirt with a cross on the back. "I want a refund!" She ordered.
"Refund? On what?" Glendon asked.
Legato stepped out of the dark and caught glimpse of Glendon checking the girl out. Legato smirked. This, he thought, would be the distraction I need.
"A refund on Hell! I hate it here. Demi Devils don't have a lot of needs, but we need fire! You know, the pillars of hot burning columns of flame...with the burning of the earth?"
Glendon shook his head. "I don't take petty orders from children."
The girl growled and flames surrounded her. "You little asshole! Give me a refund or I'll kick your ass right here and now!" She snarled.
Glendon got to his feet with amusement in his eyes. "You? Kick my ass?! Hahahahahahahaha!"
The girl swiftly kicked Glendon in the groin and Legato laughed silently. Glendon doubled over and the girl nelt next to him. "Now...GIVE ME A REFUND! OR ELSE!"
Glendon got to his feet slowly and snapped his fingers. Fire sprouted from the earth and heated the ground. "There....you have your fire."
"Now, that wasn't too hard was it?" The girl asked with a sweet smile.
Glendon frowned and the girl skipped away but turned before she got to the door. "By the way, my name is Ember!"
She then vanished through the door.
"The girl has one swift kick," Legato mumbled.
"Shut the hell up!" Glendon snapped.
He wobbled as he sat down in his chair. "She was interesting. Ember had no fear of me whatsoever...."
Legato only stood silently as Glendon sat there, his eyes showing he was thinking hard on Ember. "Maybe I could make her fear me...make her tremble under my hands."
Glendon stared out the window as the super heated flame columns shot up into the air and Ember rode on them. Her face full of happiness...well, as happy as someone riding a flame column and having fire powers can get. A smirk played across Glendon's lips.
-- To Be Continued. -- I wonder why legato was thinking about that....Hmmmmm...Oh, and ember is cool, eh!? lol. Please review.
- Title - Bleeding Heart.
- Author - EngelWachterInderHolle.
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- Chapter - Eleven
- Title - Glendon's Hell.
==
Glendon peered through the glass goblet he held in his right hand. His feet were resting on the arm of the large chair and his head was resting on the fist which was propped on the opposite arm. "You people bore me," he yawned.
Two humans trembled with fear as they bowed before Glendon. Legato stood near the doors, his arms folded across his chest and his eyes dim with an unreadable emotion. Glendon threw his goblet and it shattered as it contacted with the woman's forehead, the shards of glass leaving behind deep gashes. She didn't cry out, in fear that this demon would kill her if she had. "You are nothing in this world, this Hell I have created. All you do is sit around and become buffet tables for a vampire or demon. That is all you are. Walking buffet tables," Glendon sneered.
Tears slid down the woman's cheek and the man next to her frowned. "You're a monster! Go to Hell, scum!" He yelled.
Glendon's aquamarine eyes flashed with unimaginable rage. "You shouldn't talk to me this way. Do you not value your own life and this pathetic excuse for a woman next to you?"
The man got to his feet. "I don't give a damn about you! You're just a chi-"
Glendon made a side swipe motion and the man's head fell from his shoulders, dropped next to the woman and she screamed in horror. Glendon closed his eyes as the goblet pieced back together and blood gathered into it from the man's convulsing corpse. "You're a monster!" The woman cried with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Glendon opened his eyes. "A monster? Am I really?"
"He is but the bringer of death," Legato muttered from the doors.
"Bringer of death isn't the exact word for it...but I think that was the smartest thing you have said, Legato."
Legato bared his teeth but quickly relaxed. "Sure," he grumbled.
The woman began to cry loudly. Glendon got to his feet and grabbed a fistful of her hair. He started to drag her towards the door and he kicked them open. Glendon turned a corner with the screaming woman sliding on the tile floor with her hands trying to get her hair from Glendon's grasp. Glendon stopped and with his other hand, levitated the woman. He threw her out the window, but she got one clean shot at him with her nails. Three bloody trails were left behind as she fell towards the ground twenty feet down from the window. Glendon watched as demons rose from the ground and tore at her body, silencing her screams and gorging on human gore. Blood slid down his cheek as he re-entered his room, slamming the doors behind him and slid into his chair to lounge like he was. "The bitch left me a present," he grumbled and touched his cheek.
Instantly the gashes vanished and the blood vaporized. Legato took a step forward. "Feeding the underlings?" He asked.
"No, I got annoyed with her patheticness," Glendon replied and turned his head slightly.
"What makes you think you can question my agenda?"
Legato cleared his throat.
"Glendon, when are you going to remake this world into bliss?"
"You didn't answer my question!"
Glendon raised his hand up and closed his halfway. Legato started to gag and his body was lifted up into the air, his feet dangling underneath him. "Now answer me or die! You are no use to me, yet I keep you around to relieve my boredom!"
"I was just asking you a question, Glendon! Damn, let me go!" Legato yelled, blood sliding off his chin and dropping to the ground.
Glendon relaxed his hand and Legato dropped to the ground, landing on his feet and rubbing his sore throat. "I'll tell you what you need to know, not what you want to know," Glendon said with a calm voice.
He raised the goblet up and took a drink from it. His aquamarine eyes darted up to Legato. "Go clean off your face...you look like a monstrosity."
Legato frowned and exited the room, grumbling as he left.
Glendon set his goblet onto the table next to him and his eyes darted over to the remains of ash on the ground. Nicole's remains. "That should be dusted," he muttered before closing his eyes.
Chris entered a great hall of a building and stopped suddenly. "Chris, it's been a long time."
"Yeah it has...Legato."
Chris turned around and Legato was standing in the dark corner of the room. His eyes boring deep into Chris's. "What are you doing here?" Legato asked while wiping his face off with a towel.
"Rose from Hell. Like you did long ago. Who is that in the mansion? Nicole and Vash's son?" Chris inquired as he gazed up towards the mansion through a hole in the roof.
"Glendon is his name. He is the reason you're alive now. Nicole and Vash are dead, did you know that?"
"Yes. But...what I don't understand is...weren't you inlove with Nicole?"
Legato only put the towel back where he found it and headed for the door. "Legato!" Chris ordered.
"Yes. I am inlove with Nicole. Happy now?" Legato asked before leaving the room.
"But why would he stoop as low as to bring this devil child into the world and sacrifice Nicole? Why would Legato want Nicole dead and her son alive when he loved Nicole?"
Chris shook his head. "He can't bring her back to life...Glendon's powers may have sent her and Vash to the Underworld beyond Hell," he muttered.
Glendon frowned and tilted his glass to the side, making the last drink slide to the right. Legato entered the room and lingered back near the door, closing it but retreating into the dark. "I see you've cleaned up," Glendon said as his eyes glanced up towards Legato.
"Yes, I have," Legato said with a frown.
"Good, because I didn't want to see that hafling blood on my floor."
Rage filled Legato but he harbored it and blocked it off from his limbs. He hated taking orders, being told what to do and serve under a sixteen year old boy with infinite power over his own. The doors burst open and Legato only caught a glimpse of raven hair and crimson red eyes, a tight mini skirt and a red shirt with a cross on the back. "I want a refund!" She ordered.
"Refund? On what?" Glendon asked.
Legato stepped out of the dark and caught glimpse of Glendon checking the girl out. Legato smirked. This, he thought, would be the distraction I need.
"A refund on Hell! I hate it here. Demi Devils don't have a lot of needs, but we need fire! You know, the pillars of hot burning columns of flame...with the burning of the earth?"
Glendon shook his head. "I don't take petty orders from children."
The girl growled and flames surrounded her. "You little asshole! Give me a refund or I'll kick your ass right here and now!" She snarled.
Glendon got to his feet with amusement in his eyes. "You? Kick my ass?! Hahahahahahahaha!"
The girl swiftly kicked Glendon in the groin and Legato laughed silently. Glendon doubled over and the girl nelt next to him. "Now...GIVE ME A REFUND! OR ELSE!"
Glendon got to his feet slowly and snapped his fingers. Fire sprouted from the earth and heated the ground. "There....you have your fire."
"Now, that wasn't too hard was it?" The girl asked with a sweet smile.
Glendon frowned and the girl skipped away but turned before she got to the door. "By the way, my name is Ember!"
She then vanished through the door.
"The girl has one swift kick," Legato mumbled.
"Shut the hell up!" Glendon snapped.
He wobbled as he sat down in his chair. "She was interesting. Ember had no fear of me whatsoever...."
Legato only stood silently as Glendon sat there, his eyes showing he was thinking hard on Ember. "Maybe I could make her fear me...make her tremble under my hands."
Glendon stared out the window as the super heated flame columns shot up into the air and Ember rode on them. Her face full of happiness...well, as happy as someone riding a flame column and having fire powers can get. A smirk played across Glendon's lips.
-- To Be Continued. -- I wonder why legato was thinking about that....Hmmmmm...Oh, and ember is cool, eh!? lol. Please review.