NEVER WINTER NIGHTS
Hi minna! Yes, I am writing my own original fiction story! You could say that I was motivated by the anime called 'Hellsing' and 'Vampire Hunter D'. Anyway, it's pretty good! Give my story a try and see if you like it! I really need your reviews on this because I want to know if I should continue this! Arigato gozaimatsu!!! ENJOY!
A DARK PAST
"Fubuki! Hurry! Get onto the boat before they come!" Fubuki's mother urged her five year old son onto the small boat that was going to lead the people to safety.
"What about you, Kaachan? Aren't you coming?" Fubuki asked his mother with wide eyes.
"...iie...Kaachan has some important business to take care off..." the mother trailed off, looking away.
"Demo...I WON'T LEAVE WITHOUT YOU!" declared the young boy, launching himself at his mother's robes, hugging her tightly.
"Silly boy! Go on, before they come! GO!" she replied harshly, shoving her son onto the boat with tears in her eyes.
The captain of the boat gave her a quick salute and started the engine.
"KAACHAN!" yelled the boy, reaching for his mother, but only to succeed in pulling off her favourite necklace.
"And where do YOU think you're going?" a crude voice smirked.
The mother gasped and turned around. A group of humans were standing there, holding crosses and stakes.
"Grab her!" the leader ordered.
Two men stepped forward to grab her by the arms, as the priest came forward with a stake in his hand. He muttered a little prayer and then drove the stake into the very heart of the woman. The mother slumped down onto the floor smiling weakly at the young boy in the boat before she blew away into dust.
* * *
A new age has dawned. Vampires shall reign over the earth, and the humans shall be used as slaves. The time has finally come...
* * *
She ran faster with each pounding step to match the speed of her beating heart. She dare not look back, for if she did, the worst had yet to come. Silent tears began to fall clumsily as she recalled the memory of her family's death. She did not feel the throbbing of her feet making contact with the dead rose bushes she trampled through them.
"Come back 'ere you lil brat!!" a man shouted, running after her in hot pursuit, "you'll be beggin' fer yer pathetic life once I catch up ta ya!!!!" he raged.
The girl did not reply, she only kept on running until she skidded to a stop right at a cliff. The world stopped around her as she windmilled her arms at a magnificent speed to keep herself from falling into the depths of those jagged-edged boulders waiting at the bottom.
"Heh, heh...where ya gunna run now, GIRL?" the man spat, emphasizing the last word.
She turned around to face him fearfully, as she backed away from him, nearing to the cliff's edge. One more step, and she would be as good as dead.
"Heh, that's right! Either way, yer gunna die!" the man roared gleefully, rubbing his grubby palms together as he watched the girl close her eyes.
"Stop."
A soft yet deadly voice stopped the man from advancing upon the girl.
"Eh? Who's there!? Show yerself now!!" the man slurred, narrowing his beady red eyes at the voice.
The voice belonged to a man mounted on a black horse with a jet black mane. The man had dark chocolate brown hair with shone brightly under the moonlight. His eyes were a different story. They were the colour of sheer crimson.
"A vampire..." the girl managed to utter.
The man upon the horse, cast his eyes on the slave girl. She had midnight blue hair which shone metallically under the glowing moon. Her eyes were the colour of a sapphire blue. She was dressed in a tattered white cloak which was all torn and scratched up. Her creamy white legs were tainted with stains of blood from running through the rose bushes of the forest. She was beautiful...for a human...
"Sir," the first man said smugly, "she is of no used to me. She failed to obey my orders, and this is the third time that she had attempted to escape from my household. I have no use for such a disobedient brat. It seems that she must be disposed of. I assure you, my honour..."
"I see..." the second man replied.
Since he did not man any further comments, the first man continued from where he left off. Flexing his claws, he smiled sinisterly, showing a row of white teeth with who little extended canines poking out of the corners of his mouth. The girl whimpered and moved back just a little, keeping her eyes on his claws.
"Killing her is not necessary. Leave." The second man cut through.
"But, SIR!!" the first man spoke angrily, "she has-
"-Here," the second man offered, tossing a bag of coins at him, "take this."
The first man scrambled up to catch the bag, and counted the number of coins. He grumbled at nodded at the second man in approval, and then looked at the girl in a threatening manner.
"Brat, you're lucky that you didn't die pitifully the way your family did." He smirked at her before setting off in the direction he came from.
Those words stabbed her in the heart like knives. He was the one responsible for the death and slaughter of her family. She despised that man. She looked up and glared daggers at his back as he walked away.
"Come here, girl." The second man beckoned the girl to him.
When the girl did now show any signs of movement, he raised his hand and made a gesturing motion with his hand. Suddenly, she was being dragged towards him by some unknown force.
"Hey!!" she cried, as she tumbled forward.
"I am not going to drink your blood, girl. You are my servant from now on, understood?" he said coldly.
She nodded mutely and he put her down from his clutches, as he trotted away on his horse slowly.
"W-wait up for me!" she cried, as she ran after him, thanking him inwardly for not drinking her blood.
He ignored her and kept riding as if he never heard her.
"Uh...what's your name?" she asked timidly.
"Names are not important, for you shall be calling me master anyway." He stated emotionlessly.
"I know...demo...at least let me know your name..." she tried to keep this conversation going.
"Fubuki." He said brusquely.
"Oh, my name's Mitsukai! Uh...thanks for saving me back there!" Mitsukai smiled forcefully at him.
The only response she got was a brief nod. 'Sheesh,' she thought, 'at least say something...' While she was wrapped up in her own thoughts, someone else was also having trouble with his own thoughts too. 'Dammit!' he cursed, 'why did I save her? Why do I even care about her? What is Oniisan going to say about this? Would he kill her? Why they hell do I even CARE about what happens to her?!' Fubuki was frustrated at himself for even bringing her with him. He hated humans. They killed his mother...he could just remember it like it was yesterday...
"Uh...Fubuki-sama...Fubuki-sama? FUBUKI-SAMA!" Mitsukai reached up and waved a hand in front of his face.
Fubuki blinked once and then twice to notice what the girl was doing. He regained his composure by sitting up straighter, and looked stiffly at her.
"How old are you, girl?" Fubuki questioned.
"Eh? I'm 17 years of age...yeah...I act like my show size more than my age." She explained when she saw the bewildered look on his face when she mentioned her age, "how old are you, Fubuki-sama?"
"Older than you expect..." was all he said.
The pair didn't have much of a conversation after that until...
"Fubuki-sama!! My feet hurt and I'm tired!!!!" complained the SEVENTEEN year old girl for crying out loud.
He sighed and kept silent as he slowed down the walking pace of his horse. It was the least that he could do. Mitsukai did not notice this, and began to speak louder and whinier.
"Fubuki-samaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"
"Shut up, girl," he snapped, "you'll have to live with it for now!! YOU are my SERVANT, not my friend!! So act like one!!"
Mitsukai cowered in fear of this man's temper.
"I'm sorry..." she said quietly, finding the ground more interesting to look at, as she continued to walk without complaint.
Fubuki sighed. He didn't mean to lash out her like that. Curses!! This girl was making him feel guilty.
"Look," he said grudgingly, "I didn't mean to-"
"Fubuki!!" Gitchur ass over 'ere! Where the hell 'ave ya been?! Sekkai-sama was lookin' for ya!!" an angry guard approached him.
"Tsk, tsk. Really now. You should speak to me with a bit more respect. After all, I AM a prince." Fubuki replied coolly.
"A-a-a p-prince?!" Mitsukai gaped, "you didn't tell me!!"
Fubuki glared at her to shut her up. Mitsukai widened her eyes and ducked her head in apology.
"Well, well...what do we have 'ere? A female human? Hm...dunno bout yer taste in women, but I say that vampiresses are better." the guard sneered at them, eyeing Mitsukai lecherously.
"Leave her alone if you value her life, GUARD." Fubuki growled, stressing on the last word.
"Whatever." the guard growled back, taking a step towards Mitsukai.
Fubuki got off his horse and took out his sword, pointing it at the guard's throat. Mitsukai hid behind her master's back, peering out at the guard.
"You would really risk your life wouldn't you?" he said seethingly.
After hearing no respond from the guard, he withdrew his sword, and walked away with Mitsukai by his side. He halted.
"Oh yeah...don't forget to put my horse in the stable...guard." he said before resuming his walk again.
He guard glared at his back before snatching the reins of the horse, and putting it back into the stable. The master and his servant walked into the little town with cobblestone roads.
"Get behind me, girl. People will think that you're my mate if you walk beside me." He stated calmly.
And with that, Mitsukai walked slowly behind her master. She let out a terrified squeak every time she saw a person of her own kind getting slaughtered. Vampires were everywhere. You could now avoid them. You would either become the hunter or the hunted. The crowd parted slowly as they saw Fubuki walk by with a young beautiful human female. Mitsukai had never been so terrified in her life. Limp forms of flesh were dangling out the end of one's mouth as it stopped to watch the pair walk by with its hungry eyes. Suddenly, it bounded forward and knocked Mitsukai to the ground, ready to sink its fangs into her creamy white neck. With one swift motion, Fubuki sliced through the creature's head with his hand, turning it to dust as he did so. He looked dangerously at the whole crowd of vampires who were staring at them.
"Get up, girl." he commanded and continued to walk, as the crowd began to part as he walked by.
Mitsukai stood up feebly. Her head was spinning like a top, and her vision was getting blurrier by the second. She felt so many evil auras revolving around her all at once.
"F-Fubuki..." she managed to whisper, before she collapsed onto the cold hardness of the ground.
YAY! I'm done with this chapter!! The time is now...2:20 in the morning on a Saturday night. IT'S SNOWING!! YAY!! AHEM...so anyway...how was it? Was it bad? Was it good? Was it boring? Tell me!! If there were any grammatical errors or spelling errors...forgive me because I am tired...*yawn* anyway, I'm going to bed...buhbye
BReAkAh gUrL (I'm going to change my name soon!)
Hi minna! Yes, I am writing my own original fiction story! You could say that I was motivated by the anime called 'Hellsing' and 'Vampire Hunter D'. Anyway, it's pretty good! Give my story a try and see if you like it! I really need your reviews on this because I want to know if I should continue this! Arigato gozaimatsu!!! ENJOY!
A DARK PAST
"Fubuki! Hurry! Get onto the boat before they come!" Fubuki's mother urged her five year old son onto the small boat that was going to lead the people to safety.
"What about you, Kaachan? Aren't you coming?" Fubuki asked his mother with wide eyes.
"...iie...Kaachan has some important business to take care off..." the mother trailed off, looking away.
"Demo...I WON'T LEAVE WITHOUT YOU!" declared the young boy, launching himself at his mother's robes, hugging her tightly.
"Silly boy! Go on, before they come! GO!" she replied harshly, shoving her son onto the boat with tears in her eyes.
The captain of the boat gave her a quick salute and started the engine.
"KAACHAN!" yelled the boy, reaching for his mother, but only to succeed in pulling off her favourite necklace.
"And where do YOU think you're going?" a crude voice smirked.
The mother gasped and turned around. A group of humans were standing there, holding crosses and stakes.
"Grab her!" the leader ordered.
Two men stepped forward to grab her by the arms, as the priest came forward with a stake in his hand. He muttered a little prayer and then drove the stake into the very heart of the woman. The mother slumped down onto the floor smiling weakly at the young boy in the boat before she blew away into dust.
* * *
A new age has dawned. Vampires shall reign over the earth, and the humans shall be used as slaves. The time has finally come...
* * *
She ran faster with each pounding step to match the speed of her beating heart. She dare not look back, for if she did, the worst had yet to come. Silent tears began to fall clumsily as she recalled the memory of her family's death. She did not feel the throbbing of her feet making contact with the dead rose bushes she trampled through them.
"Come back 'ere you lil brat!!" a man shouted, running after her in hot pursuit, "you'll be beggin' fer yer pathetic life once I catch up ta ya!!!!" he raged.
The girl did not reply, she only kept on running until she skidded to a stop right at a cliff. The world stopped around her as she windmilled her arms at a magnificent speed to keep herself from falling into the depths of those jagged-edged boulders waiting at the bottom.
"Heh, heh...where ya gunna run now, GIRL?" the man spat, emphasizing the last word.
She turned around to face him fearfully, as she backed away from him, nearing to the cliff's edge. One more step, and she would be as good as dead.
"Heh, that's right! Either way, yer gunna die!" the man roared gleefully, rubbing his grubby palms together as he watched the girl close her eyes.
"Stop."
A soft yet deadly voice stopped the man from advancing upon the girl.
"Eh? Who's there!? Show yerself now!!" the man slurred, narrowing his beady red eyes at the voice.
The voice belonged to a man mounted on a black horse with a jet black mane. The man had dark chocolate brown hair with shone brightly under the moonlight. His eyes were a different story. They were the colour of sheer crimson.
"A vampire..." the girl managed to utter.
The man upon the horse, cast his eyes on the slave girl. She had midnight blue hair which shone metallically under the glowing moon. Her eyes were the colour of a sapphire blue. She was dressed in a tattered white cloak which was all torn and scratched up. Her creamy white legs were tainted with stains of blood from running through the rose bushes of the forest. She was beautiful...for a human...
"Sir," the first man said smugly, "she is of no used to me. She failed to obey my orders, and this is the third time that she had attempted to escape from my household. I have no use for such a disobedient brat. It seems that she must be disposed of. I assure you, my honour..."
"I see..." the second man replied.
Since he did not man any further comments, the first man continued from where he left off. Flexing his claws, he smiled sinisterly, showing a row of white teeth with who little extended canines poking out of the corners of his mouth. The girl whimpered and moved back just a little, keeping her eyes on his claws.
"Killing her is not necessary. Leave." The second man cut through.
"But, SIR!!" the first man spoke angrily, "she has-
"-Here," the second man offered, tossing a bag of coins at him, "take this."
The first man scrambled up to catch the bag, and counted the number of coins. He grumbled at nodded at the second man in approval, and then looked at the girl in a threatening manner.
"Brat, you're lucky that you didn't die pitifully the way your family did." He smirked at her before setting off in the direction he came from.
Those words stabbed her in the heart like knives. He was the one responsible for the death and slaughter of her family. She despised that man. She looked up and glared daggers at his back as he walked away.
"Come here, girl." The second man beckoned the girl to him.
When the girl did now show any signs of movement, he raised his hand and made a gesturing motion with his hand. Suddenly, she was being dragged towards him by some unknown force.
"Hey!!" she cried, as she tumbled forward.
"I am not going to drink your blood, girl. You are my servant from now on, understood?" he said coldly.
She nodded mutely and he put her down from his clutches, as he trotted away on his horse slowly.
"W-wait up for me!" she cried, as she ran after him, thanking him inwardly for not drinking her blood.
He ignored her and kept riding as if he never heard her.
"Uh...what's your name?" she asked timidly.
"Names are not important, for you shall be calling me master anyway." He stated emotionlessly.
"I know...demo...at least let me know your name..." she tried to keep this conversation going.
"Fubuki." He said brusquely.
"Oh, my name's Mitsukai! Uh...thanks for saving me back there!" Mitsukai smiled forcefully at him.
The only response she got was a brief nod. 'Sheesh,' she thought, 'at least say something...' While she was wrapped up in her own thoughts, someone else was also having trouble with his own thoughts too. 'Dammit!' he cursed, 'why did I save her? Why do I even care about her? What is Oniisan going to say about this? Would he kill her? Why they hell do I even CARE about what happens to her?!' Fubuki was frustrated at himself for even bringing her with him. He hated humans. They killed his mother...he could just remember it like it was yesterday...
"Uh...Fubuki-sama...Fubuki-sama? FUBUKI-SAMA!" Mitsukai reached up and waved a hand in front of his face.
Fubuki blinked once and then twice to notice what the girl was doing. He regained his composure by sitting up straighter, and looked stiffly at her.
"How old are you, girl?" Fubuki questioned.
"Eh? I'm 17 years of age...yeah...I act like my show size more than my age." She explained when she saw the bewildered look on his face when she mentioned her age, "how old are you, Fubuki-sama?"
"Older than you expect..." was all he said.
The pair didn't have much of a conversation after that until...
"Fubuki-sama!! My feet hurt and I'm tired!!!!" complained the SEVENTEEN year old girl for crying out loud.
He sighed and kept silent as he slowed down the walking pace of his horse. It was the least that he could do. Mitsukai did not notice this, and began to speak louder and whinier.
"Fubuki-samaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"
"Shut up, girl," he snapped, "you'll have to live with it for now!! YOU are my SERVANT, not my friend!! So act like one!!"
Mitsukai cowered in fear of this man's temper.
"I'm sorry..." she said quietly, finding the ground more interesting to look at, as she continued to walk without complaint.
Fubuki sighed. He didn't mean to lash out her like that. Curses!! This girl was making him feel guilty.
"Look," he said grudgingly, "I didn't mean to-"
"Fubuki!!" Gitchur ass over 'ere! Where the hell 'ave ya been?! Sekkai-sama was lookin' for ya!!" an angry guard approached him.
"Tsk, tsk. Really now. You should speak to me with a bit more respect. After all, I AM a prince." Fubuki replied coolly.
"A-a-a p-prince?!" Mitsukai gaped, "you didn't tell me!!"
Fubuki glared at her to shut her up. Mitsukai widened her eyes and ducked her head in apology.
"Well, well...what do we have 'ere? A female human? Hm...dunno bout yer taste in women, but I say that vampiresses are better." the guard sneered at them, eyeing Mitsukai lecherously.
"Leave her alone if you value her life, GUARD." Fubuki growled, stressing on the last word.
"Whatever." the guard growled back, taking a step towards Mitsukai.
Fubuki got off his horse and took out his sword, pointing it at the guard's throat. Mitsukai hid behind her master's back, peering out at the guard.
"You would really risk your life wouldn't you?" he said seethingly.
After hearing no respond from the guard, he withdrew his sword, and walked away with Mitsukai by his side. He halted.
"Oh yeah...don't forget to put my horse in the stable...guard." he said before resuming his walk again.
He guard glared at his back before snatching the reins of the horse, and putting it back into the stable. The master and his servant walked into the little town with cobblestone roads.
"Get behind me, girl. People will think that you're my mate if you walk beside me." He stated calmly.
And with that, Mitsukai walked slowly behind her master. She let out a terrified squeak every time she saw a person of her own kind getting slaughtered. Vampires were everywhere. You could now avoid them. You would either become the hunter or the hunted. The crowd parted slowly as they saw Fubuki walk by with a young beautiful human female. Mitsukai had never been so terrified in her life. Limp forms of flesh were dangling out the end of one's mouth as it stopped to watch the pair walk by with its hungry eyes. Suddenly, it bounded forward and knocked Mitsukai to the ground, ready to sink its fangs into her creamy white neck. With one swift motion, Fubuki sliced through the creature's head with his hand, turning it to dust as he did so. He looked dangerously at the whole crowd of vampires who were staring at them.
"Get up, girl." he commanded and continued to walk, as the crowd began to part as he walked by.
Mitsukai stood up feebly. Her head was spinning like a top, and her vision was getting blurrier by the second. She felt so many evil auras revolving around her all at once.
"F-Fubuki..." she managed to whisper, before she collapsed onto the cold hardness of the ground.
YAY! I'm done with this chapter!! The time is now...2:20 in the morning on a Saturday night. IT'S SNOWING!! YAY!! AHEM...so anyway...how was it? Was it bad? Was it good? Was it boring? Tell me!! If there were any grammatical errors or spelling errors...forgive me because I am tired...*yawn* anyway, I'm going to bed...buhbye
BReAkAh gUrL (I'm going to change my name soon!)