Creatures of the Light
**LEGAL DISCLAIMER: I own everyone but D. So there. Haha! Oh yeah and I don't own Evanescence's song "My Immortal" either…I LOVE that song…**
Red eyes gleamed in the darkness…darkness so complete that even the cold was sucked from it. There came a growl, an animal growl, low and angry. A sudden flash of pink lightening lit the area up, revealing the hunched form of a werewolf. The huge beast gave a snarl as it eyed its quarry, a young girl no more than five or six. Her hair was deep purple, and looked black in the darkness as the light from the lightening flash faded. But then there was another bright pink flash, and the girl's gold eyes were glowing. She lifted both hands, chanting under her breath in a tongue not understood. The flare died again, but was once more revived as another brilliant flash tore open the night sky. The scene was horrible…the young girl suddenly charged forward just as the werewolf lunged for her…fangs flashed in the receding light as the two combatants met…
D sprung awake just in time to hear someone moving outside in the hallway. He paid it no mind; it was an Inn and people were allowed to roam the halls when sleep was being stubborn.
He had been having this same dream the past month now. No, not dream, nightmare. For he feared that the young girl must wind up dead. After all, such a young child facing a full-grown werewolf would have no chance. Even a Vampire would be easy prey.
Again, he heard the sound of movement coming from the hallway. This time he could tell someone was standing outside his door. Shoving the dream aside, he stood with silence and moved to the door, listening.
Just then it busted open, hitting D square in the face. Growling, he nimbly moved backwards, holding his face and watching between his fingers as a beautiful young woman rushed in. She looked awful. Blood covered her. She was wild with panic as she slammed the door shut, leaning against it and sliding to the floor. She wrapped her arms around her knees and pulled them to her chest, putting her face in her arms and sobbing. Not once did she seem to notice the startled Dunpeal standing over her.
"Excuse me, but what's wrong?"
The young woman, who was only about seventeen, looked up at him, shocked. She then pulled into the corner, hugging her legs tighter to her chest in fear. She sobbed louder.
"They…killed him…oh God….why? Why? It isn't fair…he would never hurt anyone…it isn't fair…why, why, WHY?!? They tried to kill me for trying and protect him…but…but…they didn't know…" She sobbed harder, burying her face in her arms. Her shoulders jerked violently.
D felt a twinge of pity and sadness for this girl in his heart. He moved to kneel beside her, noting that almost all the blood was not her own. The girl began to rock back and forth. D sighed.
"Are you alright? You aren't hurt are you?"
"Nu-nu-nu-no….but….they killed Christion! They KILLED him! Why? Why why why?! It was so awful…they made me watch as they killed him, and they made him scream so much, and all the blood…how…why…?"
D helped the young woman up, sighing softly.
"Do you have a name?"
"My name…my name is Reen…ooohhhh…how could they do it? How?
D steered Reen to his bed and gently pushed her down. He then went to the window. There he saw the scene.
Someone was hanging from a rope in the middle of the city. Their stomach was sliced open and the innards lie strewn across the hard cold ground. Blood was everywhere. It truly was a ghastly scene, even by his standards. He could hear Reen coughing a bit from all her crying. He turned and saw her curled up on the bed, sobbing softly now. She was looking at him, her ruby eyes taking him in. And D remembered at that moment he was only wearing pants.
He went to the bed and Reen watched him. Her hair, white, was stained red with her friend's blood.
"What's your name?" she asked softly.
"My name is D," the Dunpeal answered. Reen said nothing, but her eyes said everything. She sniffed and looked to the window.
"He was a werewolf, but he was the only friend I had. And they killed him just because of his blood…it's not right…why couldn't they just leave him alone? They knew he'd never hurt anyone…"
"I'm sorry for your friend," said D honestly. Reen looked up to him, her eyes teared up again, and she looked away, sobbing once more. After a few moments, she began to sing a soft, haunting, sad song:
"I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childhood fears.
And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave.
Cause your presence still lingers here, and it won't leave me alone.
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real,
There's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
You used to captivate me by your resonating mind,
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind.
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice has chased away all the sanity in me.
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real,
There's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone.
But though you're still with me,
I've been alone all along.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me."
D stood, not knowing what to do or say. After a moment he sat beside Reen as she softly hummed her song. He could hear her voice cracking as she did, and the occasional sob still escaped her throat. After a few moments, however, she sat there, her chin resting on her knees. She was still humming the song, but her sobs had died away. She was looking out the window, and though D knew she couldn't see the body from that angle, he had a feeling she still saw it there. She gave a sniff and lowered her head, closing her eyes and muttering under her breath.
"Shein, zoila ondn poej dns, Christion. Meuan wudn'inne zaerhas. The Gods carry ye, Christion. May your soul be forever safe in their light."
"I hear someone coming," D said, standing, and Reen too stood. She looked to the door, eyes narrowed. She suddenly looked to D, then moved towards him. Gripping his shoulders, she pulled herself up and whispered something into the startled Dunpeal's ear.
"You must help take back the Creatures of the Light, from the talons of black evil. They must not be tainted. They cannot be tainted. Only you are the one I can now turn to. Heed these words, Dunpeal, D. For they shall decide whether yourself, and the entire of existence, survive or perish." She shoved something into his right hand and then flew like a flash to the door, stopping only long enough to turn back and give him a look.
"Wait-" D started, but Reen was gone before he could say anything else, the door slamming shut behind her. After a moment D heard people shouting, "There she goes!" and "Don't let her get away! She tried to protect him! She's with him!" He went to the window and watched as Reen shot off with amazing speed. She was fast enough to be Dunpeal…but he knew she couldn't be.
A few people followed her for a moment, but soon realized they'd never be able to catch her now. Shouting and calling to each other, they turned their backs to the darkness which Reen had fled into.
"That certainly was unexpected," said the symbiot in his left hand suddenly as D looked down at whatever it was that Reen had given him. It was a glowing, white-jade Dragon necklace. He studied it for a moment, then, "What do you suppose she meant by that?"
"You're asking me for advice?" said the symbiot, sounding shocked and pleased at the same time. "Well…I don't have any idea. Sounds like a prophecy to me."
"I hate prophecy," D muttered, hooking the necklace around his neck and looking down at it. It glowed brighter now, and he allowed a small smile. "For some reason, I think this won't be the last time we see that young girl."
"Why am I afraid you're right about that?" the symbiot asked.
***
As it turned out, D was right.
Two days after leaving the village, he was traveling across a barren desert-land, moving his cyborg-steed at an easy pace, in no real rush. The sun was just beginning to set, and D didn't notice the figure in the road till he was almost on top of it.
It was Reen.
She stared at him for a moment, and D realized he hardly recognized her. She was clean this time, not a speck of blood on her. Her hair, as D had thought, was whiter than virgin snow. Her ruby eyes glittered in the dimming light. After a moment, D dismounted and went to stand before her.
"Something I can help you with? You need a Hunter?"
"You know why I'm here."
"I'm afraid I don't know what you speak of, Milady."
"Are all Dunpeal as gentlemanly as you?"
"Not all."
"Thought so."
D looked Reen over, and she him. Finally she said softly, "I returned later the other night to bury Christion. Late, when none were up. They would leave him there till the demons and animals picked him clean. But I wouldn't allow it. They will be after me. No doubt sending another Hunter after me. Not a Vampire Hunter, of course. Just a normal Hunter."
D gave her a look. He sighed softly.
"Why would they do that?"
"Because they wanted his body to hang there…so everyone could see what they did to him…I…I want…I need to come with you…"
D cocked an eyebrow.
"What? You want to be with a Dunpeal? Bit trusting, aren't you?"
Reen narrowed her eyes a bit and shook her head.
"No. But see that necklace I gave to you, how it glows? I know you are trustworthy…if you weren't it wouldn't shine with your pureness of heart."
"Me? I am Dunpeal. How can it 'shine with my pureness of heart?'"
"It doesn't not matter what you are. As long as your heart is pure. I have known demons of the lowest ranks to be more noble than humans of the highest."
"You get around often then."
"You could say something like that…"
"What are you?"
Reen's eyes widened a bit, and she paled just a bit. Her ruby eyes flickered with some sort of inner fire that died before D could place it. She walked past him to his horse.
"How…how…could you tell?"
"Just as you can tell I am Dunpeal, I can tell that you yourself are not human."
Reen said nothing, but just stood there. She had her head lowered, one hand on Nightmare's neck. She took a deep, shuddering breath.
"I am a Dracolye," she finally said. D's eyes went wide.
"What?!" the shocked Dunpeal exclaimed. "You…you're one of the Ancient Gods…?"
"What, you don't believe me? You need proof? Well I…I can't show you…"
"Why?"
"Because…of something that happened when I was very young…that's why…"
D went over to her and stood beside her. He put a hand on her shoulder.
"What happened?"
"I really rather wouldn't talk about it…"
"That's fine."
After a moment, Reen sighed and hoisted herself up into Nightmare's saddle. D narrowed his eyes a bit.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm coming with you. I told you the other night I need your help."
"Perhaps you don't understand. I am a traveling Hunter. I go from place to place and get work. You can't just say that you're coming with me."
"Well, I just have. If you don't help me, then you won't have anyone to give you a reason to Hunt, let alone anyone to Hunt. Everyone will be dead. Gone. No more."
D narrowed his eyes a bit as he studied Reen's back. After a moment she turned, her eyes on the ground.
"Because…all the Creatures of the Light are being captured…and if anyone possesses all of them, they will have such powers…they can't be imagined. A Vampire is gathering them. He can't be allowed to get the last three."
"Yes…I have heard that legend before…I also hear that a Creature of the Light does not know they are such until the time for them to learn comes." Reen nodded. D ran a hand through his hair. "Fine. You can come. And I'll help as best as I can."
"I'm afraid there is no money involved in this…" Reen said a moment later, and D shook his head.
"Money doesn't make the world go round. The world does."
And with that, he mounted up behind her, and they were off.
**Well? What do you all think so far? ME LIKE REVIEWS PLZ review this! If you do I will read ALL of your fan fiction and review it! Howzat for a deal?!**
**LEGAL DISCLAIMER: I own everyone but D. So there. Haha! Oh yeah and I don't own Evanescence's song "My Immortal" either…I LOVE that song…**
Red eyes gleamed in the darkness…darkness so complete that even the cold was sucked from it. There came a growl, an animal growl, low and angry. A sudden flash of pink lightening lit the area up, revealing the hunched form of a werewolf. The huge beast gave a snarl as it eyed its quarry, a young girl no more than five or six. Her hair was deep purple, and looked black in the darkness as the light from the lightening flash faded. But then there was another bright pink flash, and the girl's gold eyes were glowing. She lifted both hands, chanting under her breath in a tongue not understood. The flare died again, but was once more revived as another brilliant flash tore open the night sky. The scene was horrible…the young girl suddenly charged forward just as the werewolf lunged for her…fangs flashed in the receding light as the two combatants met…
D sprung awake just in time to hear someone moving outside in the hallway. He paid it no mind; it was an Inn and people were allowed to roam the halls when sleep was being stubborn.
He had been having this same dream the past month now. No, not dream, nightmare. For he feared that the young girl must wind up dead. After all, such a young child facing a full-grown werewolf would have no chance. Even a Vampire would be easy prey.
Again, he heard the sound of movement coming from the hallway. This time he could tell someone was standing outside his door. Shoving the dream aside, he stood with silence and moved to the door, listening.
Just then it busted open, hitting D square in the face. Growling, he nimbly moved backwards, holding his face and watching between his fingers as a beautiful young woman rushed in. She looked awful. Blood covered her. She was wild with panic as she slammed the door shut, leaning against it and sliding to the floor. She wrapped her arms around her knees and pulled them to her chest, putting her face in her arms and sobbing. Not once did she seem to notice the startled Dunpeal standing over her.
"Excuse me, but what's wrong?"
The young woman, who was only about seventeen, looked up at him, shocked. She then pulled into the corner, hugging her legs tighter to her chest in fear. She sobbed louder.
"They…killed him…oh God….why? Why? It isn't fair…he would never hurt anyone…it isn't fair…why, why, WHY?!? They tried to kill me for trying and protect him…but…but…they didn't know…" She sobbed harder, burying her face in her arms. Her shoulders jerked violently.
D felt a twinge of pity and sadness for this girl in his heart. He moved to kneel beside her, noting that almost all the blood was not her own. The girl began to rock back and forth. D sighed.
"Are you alright? You aren't hurt are you?"
"Nu-nu-nu-no….but….they killed Christion! They KILLED him! Why? Why why why?! It was so awful…they made me watch as they killed him, and they made him scream so much, and all the blood…how…why…?"
D helped the young woman up, sighing softly.
"Do you have a name?"
"My name…my name is Reen…ooohhhh…how could they do it? How?
D steered Reen to his bed and gently pushed her down. He then went to the window. There he saw the scene.
Someone was hanging from a rope in the middle of the city. Their stomach was sliced open and the innards lie strewn across the hard cold ground. Blood was everywhere. It truly was a ghastly scene, even by his standards. He could hear Reen coughing a bit from all her crying. He turned and saw her curled up on the bed, sobbing softly now. She was looking at him, her ruby eyes taking him in. And D remembered at that moment he was only wearing pants.
He went to the bed and Reen watched him. Her hair, white, was stained red with her friend's blood.
"What's your name?" she asked softly.
"My name is D," the Dunpeal answered. Reen said nothing, but her eyes said everything. She sniffed and looked to the window.
"He was a werewolf, but he was the only friend I had. And they killed him just because of his blood…it's not right…why couldn't they just leave him alone? They knew he'd never hurt anyone…"
"I'm sorry for your friend," said D honestly. Reen looked up to him, her eyes teared up again, and she looked away, sobbing once more. After a few moments, she began to sing a soft, haunting, sad song:
"I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childhood fears.
And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave.
Cause your presence still lingers here, and it won't leave me alone.
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real,
There's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
You used to captivate me by your resonating mind,
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind.
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice has chased away all the sanity in me.
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real,
There's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone.
But though you're still with me,
I've been alone all along.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me."
D stood, not knowing what to do or say. After a moment he sat beside Reen as she softly hummed her song. He could hear her voice cracking as she did, and the occasional sob still escaped her throat. After a few moments, however, she sat there, her chin resting on her knees. She was still humming the song, but her sobs had died away. She was looking out the window, and though D knew she couldn't see the body from that angle, he had a feeling she still saw it there. She gave a sniff and lowered her head, closing her eyes and muttering under her breath.
"Shein, zoila ondn poej dns, Christion. Meuan wudn'inne zaerhas. The Gods carry ye, Christion. May your soul be forever safe in their light."
"I hear someone coming," D said, standing, and Reen too stood. She looked to the door, eyes narrowed. She suddenly looked to D, then moved towards him. Gripping his shoulders, she pulled herself up and whispered something into the startled Dunpeal's ear.
"You must help take back the Creatures of the Light, from the talons of black evil. They must not be tainted. They cannot be tainted. Only you are the one I can now turn to. Heed these words, Dunpeal, D. For they shall decide whether yourself, and the entire of existence, survive or perish." She shoved something into his right hand and then flew like a flash to the door, stopping only long enough to turn back and give him a look.
"Wait-" D started, but Reen was gone before he could say anything else, the door slamming shut behind her. After a moment D heard people shouting, "There she goes!" and "Don't let her get away! She tried to protect him! She's with him!" He went to the window and watched as Reen shot off with amazing speed. She was fast enough to be Dunpeal…but he knew she couldn't be.
A few people followed her for a moment, but soon realized they'd never be able to catch her now. Shouting and calling to each other, they turned their backs to the darkness which Reen had fled into.
"That certainly was unexpected," said the symbiot in his left hand suddenly as D looked down at whatever it was that Reen had given him. It was a glowing, white-jade Dragon necklace. He studied it for a moment, then, "What do you suppose she meant by that?"
"You're asking me for advice?" said the symbiot, sounding shocked and pleased at the same time. "Well…I don't have any idea. Sounds like a prophecy to me."
"I hate prophecy," D muttered, hooking the necklace around his neck and looking down at it. It glowed brighter now, and he allowed a small smile. "For some reason, I think this won't be the last time we see that young girl."
"Why am I afraid you're right about that?" the symbiot asked.
***
As it turned out, D was right.
Two days after leaving the village, he was traveling across a barren desert-land, moving his cyborg-steed at an easy pace, in no real rush. The sun was just beginning to set, and D didn't notice the figure in the road till he was almost on top of it.
It was Reen.
She stared at him for a moment, and D realized he hardly recognized her. She was clean this time, not a speck of blood on her. Her hair, as D had thought, was whiter than virgin snow. Her ruby eyes glittered in the dimming light. After a moment, D dismounted and went to stand before her.
"Something I can help you with? You need a Hunter?"
"You know why I'm here."
"I'm afraid I don't know what you speak of, Milady."
"Are all Dunpeal as gentlemanly as you?"
"Not all."
"Thought so."
D looked Reen over, and she him. Finally she said softly, "I returned later the other night to bury Christion. Late, when none were up. They would leave him there till the demons and animals picked him clean. But I wouldn't allow it. They will be after me. No doubt sending another Hunter after me. Not a Vampire Hunter, of course. Just a normal Hunter."
D gave her a look. He sighed softly.
"Why would they do that?"
"Because they wanted his body to hang there…so everyone could see what they did to him…I…I want…I need to come with you…"
D cocked an eyebrow.
"What? You want to be with a Dunpeal? Bit trusting, aren't you?"
Reen narrowed her eyes a bit and shook her head.
"No. But see that necklace I gave to you, how it glows? I know you are trustworthy…if you weren't it wouldn't shine with your pureness of heart."
"Me? I am Dunpeal. How can it 'shine with my pureness of heart?'"
"It doesn't not matter what you are. As long as your heart is pure. I have known demons of the lowest ranks to be more noble than humans of the highest."
"You get around often then."
"You could say something like that…"
"What are you?"
Reen's eyes widened a bit, and she paled just a bit. Her ruby eyes flickered with some sort of inner fire that died before D could place it. She walked past him to his horse.
"How…how…could you tell?"
"Just as you can tell I am Dunpeal, I can tell that you yourself are not human."
Reen said nothing, but just stood there. She had her head lowered, one hand on Nightmare's neck. She took a deep, shuddering breath.
"I am a Dracolye," she finally said. D's eyes went wide.
"What?!" the shocked Dunpeal exclaimed. "You…you're one of the Ancient Gods…?"
"What, you don't believe me? You need proof? Well I…I can't show you…"
"Why?"
"Because…of something that happened when I was very young…that's why…"
D went over to her and stood beside her. He put a hand on her shoulder.
"What happened?"
"I really rather wouldn't talk about it…"
"That's fine."
After a moment, Reen sighed and hoisted herself up into Nightmare's saddle. D narrowed his eyes a bit.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm coming with you. I told you the other night I need your help."
"Perhaps you don't understand. I am a traveling Hunter. I go from place to place and get work. You can't just say that you're coming with me."
"Well, I just have. If you don't help me, then you won't have anyone to give you a reason to Hunt, let alone anyone to Hunt. Everyone will be dead. Gone. No more."
D narrowed his eyes a bit as he studied Reen's back. After a moment she turned, her eyes on the ground.
"Because…all the Creatures of the Light are being captured…and if anyone possesses all of them, they will have such powers…they can't be imagined. A Vampire is gathering them. He can't be allowed to get the last three."
"Yes…I have heard that legend before…I also hear that a Creature of the Light does not know they are such until the time for them to learn comes." Reen nodded. D ran a hand through his hair. "Fine. You can come. And I'll help as best as I can."
"I'm afraid there is no money involved in this…" Reen said a moment later, and D shook his head.
"Money doesn't make the world go round. The world does."
And with that, he mounted up behind her, and they were off.
**Well? What do you all think so far? ME LIKE REVIEWS PLZ review this! If you do I will read ALL of your fan fiction and review it! Howzat for a deal?!**