Chapter 5
Blood.
Black.
Empty.
Murder.
Rina.
Blood.
So many words pass through his mind as he races his steed onwards. Never stopping, always thinking, always sorry...
"D! You cant just leave her body there..." the mumbles of an annoying parasite. Ignore...just ignore him. Always attached, always with him yes, but never understanding, never knowing the pain...the guilt that now flows through his veins...
"D?! Are you even LISTENING??"
Silence.
Do not speak, never speak. Must reap revenge...
The cybernetic horse races onwards only the confused whimpers of an annoying parasite is heard.
Blood.
Why did I drink her blood?
To save me?
She made me...
How dare she, now I am guilty...
The day passes on into night, yet D never stops, always thinks...
"You...have gone insane." Mumbles the annoying parasite.
Insane? Possibly.
Guilty? Defiantly.
He doesn't blink, never stops, always thinking...
Guilty.
I am no longer a Vampire hunter...
I am a murderer.
The anger within builds and builds and builds, mixed with new emotions of guilt and self hate. Nothing mattered more so than vengeance. Nothing mattered more than the blood spurring his anger. Rina's blood. Rina's essence. Rina's life.
Rina's life?
What life?
I had taken that life...
Guilty.
Always guilty.
I am no longer a Vampire Hunter.
I am a murderer.
The horse pleads his master to stop, to rest.
"D, if you don't stop, this Cybernetic Horse is going to fall apart!"
"QUIET!" Fangs bared, eyes red with rage, D threatens his own hand.
Insane? Possibly.
Guilty? Defiantly.
Vengeful? Certainly.
Soon, the mountains loom ahead, the trail grows hotter and more visible. Yes, D would find his Prey.
D would catch his prey.
He will reap his vengeance.
He was no longer a Vampire Hunter.
He was Vengeance!
Blood.
Black.
Empty.
Murder.
Rina.
Blood.
So many words pass through his mind as he races his steed onwards. Never stopping, always thinking, always sorry...
"D! You cant just leave her body there..." the mumbles of an annoying parasite. Ignore...just ignore him. Always attached, always with him yes, but never understanding, never knowing the pain...the guilt that now flows through his veins...
"D?! Are you even LISTENING??"
Silence.
Do not speak, never speak. Must reap revenge...
The cybernetic horse races onwards only the confused whimpers of an annoying parasite is heard.
Blood.
Why did I drink her blood?
To save me?
She made me...
How dare she, now I am guilty...
The day passes on into night, yet D never stops, always thinks...
"You...have gone insane." Mumbles the annoying parasite.
Insane? Possibly.
Guilty? Defiantly.
He doesn't blink, never stops, always thinking...
Guilty.
I am no longer a Vampire hunter...
I am a murderer.
The anger within builds and builds and builds, mixed with new emotions of guilt and self hate. Nothing mattered more so than vengeance. Nothing mattered more than the blood spurring his anger. Rina's blood. Rina's essence. Rina's life.
Rina's life?
What life?
I had taken that life...
Guilty.
Always guilty.
I am no longer a Vampire Hunter.
I am a murderer.
The horse pleads his master to stop, to rest.
"D, if you don't stop, this Cybernetic Horse is going to fall apart!"
"QUIET!" Fangs bared, eyes red with rage, D threatens his own hand.
Insane? Possibly.
Guilty? Defiantly.
Vengeful? Certainly.
Soon, the mountains loom ahead, the trail grows hotter and more visible. Yes, D would find his Prey.
D would catch his prey.
He will reap his vengeance.
He was no longer a Vampire Hunter.
He was Vengeance!