Chapter 2
Inga opened her eyes and looked around. She was in the middle of a vast, grass field, lying in D's arms.
"So it wasn't a dream," she said to herself.
She looked behind her and expected to see her wings, but they were gone. However, her luxuriant, black hair covered her back, proving that it really was not a dream, but her new reality.
She looked around once more. Her double-bladed sword lay a couple feet away. In the distance, grazing contently, was a large, black, metallic horse with silver horns and red eyes. She turned to face D to complete her survey.
Inga blushed when she realized the position she was in. She was on top of D, straddling his leg. His strong arms embraced her and held her close to him. It would have been so simple to kiss those beautiful lips of his.
D smiled a little as Inga quickly scrambled off him. She blushed profusely as she sat on the ground and calmed herself. D sat up and smiled at her still, unable to resist that certain charm about her.
However, his smile faded as Inga stopped blushing and inspected her body fully for the first time. Her nails were a normal color now, but her hands were still pale. A tear ran down her cheek as she remembered her old life, the one she would never return to.
D held out an arm and pulled her to his side. He could understand why she was upset. Her entire world had just been turned upside down.
"Everything will be fine," he said as he stroked her hair.
"What am I?" she asked and turned her violate eyes to him.
"The injection changed your physical appearance so you could survive, like I told you it would," he explained calmly. "You have certain traits pertaining to them. The strongest ones come when you're in your 'ultimate' form."
Inga nodded in understanding, then stood up and stretched. D stood after and picked up her sword. Inga was staring at the range of blue and purple mountains looming in the distance, then at the forest on the other side.
D handed Inga her sword and gave her a belt to use with it. It was made of leather and had a silver buckle and had two clasps on the back for the handle of the sword. She attached the belt over one shoulder and across her chest. She attached the sword to the clasps and put her hair over the handle.
"You just had to bring her," a voiced piped in once Inga finished with her sword.
Inga looked at D and raised an eyebrow. The voice came from his direction, yet they were the only people in this field.
"I told you it was a bad idea," the voice said again, "but you never listen."
Inga glanced at D's left hand and grabbed his wrist. She lifted it up and turned his palm to the sky. On it was the face of an old man, a few teeth missing and wrinkles. His eyes were empty black holes.
"Hello," the face said and looked at Inga.
Inga's eyes widened and she took a step back, not believing what she was seeing.
"He's a parasite," D said calmly as if it was nothing.
Inga did not even try to question. This was a strange, new world, and anything could be real.
"You'd have been dead a long time ago with out me," the parasite added on harshly, "and you know it."
D remained silent and unmoving.
"Still can't believe you brought her," the parasite continued in his ranting. "You're going to be in a lot of trouble now. I told you to kill her, but you never listen! She is a danger to you and all other vampires!" he finished off in staccato.
D glanced at the parasite, but still said nothing, being used to his antics and constant scolding.
Inga's eyes became sad as she asked the parasite, "Why am I supposed to die?"
"Because you're a danger," the parasite replied harshly. "Actually, you're not supposed to die.it would just be very convenient for you to do so."
"If you say that again," D finally said with an enraged tone, "I'll cut you off."
D put his free arm around Inga's shoulders and pulled her to him, comforting her if she needed any.
"How am I a danger, or a threat?" Inga asked quietly.
"I'll explain," the parasite said nicely, not wanting to be on D's bad side.
"Basically, in the end of all things, some vampires, and the occasional dunpeals, want to have some one who understands them. All they really want is to be happy, make sense?"
Inga nodded and waited for the parasite to continue with the psychology lesson.
"Well," the parasite continued once he got approval, "you're just about the only one who really understands vampires and it desirable, if you get my meaning. Vampires tend to like their companions attractive and young, which you do fit the mold-"
"I don't need an explanation of why vampires like young and beautiful people," Inga interrupted and glared at the parasite. "I'm not stupid, so get down to the point. Long explanations, when not asked for, can be most irritating."
The parasite growled.
"So because I can make vampires happy," Inga concluded, "they will fight to have me and will end up destroying each other. This wouldn't be so bad if they left the fighting amongst themselves. Most likely many people will be recruited for their armies for false promises and all life on this world will possibly be destroyed. Am I right?"
"Trouble D, trouble," the parasite muttered.
D grinned slightly at Inga, proud of what she just said.
"Guess I hit it dead on," Inga said. "How did the vampires know I was around though, that's the question."
"You were prophesized by the Barbaroy," D answered.
"Ah," Inga exclaimed. "That explains everything. So now what?"
"We find work," D answered casually.
"You found a job, didn't you," the parasite asked slyly.
"Some children were kidnapped by vampires," D replied. "The town isn't far from here."
"I hope we'll be in time," Inga said absently.
D briefly glanced towards her, a little upset that she had so little faith in him, but what could he expect? Inga did not know his abilities.
"Not that I'm doubting you," Inga added hastily and smiled like nothing really happened.
D did not say anything, making Inga somewhat upset. However, she would not let it get to her. He would have to forgive her. After all, she did not really know him yet.
D whistled to the metallic horse, which was still grazing happily. It's ears perked up and it trotted over obediently. Inga observed the horse's saddle and saw that it was slightly longer than usual and had two pairs of stirrups rather than one.
The horse stopped in front of them and Inga patted its neck and told the horse how good it was. The horse nuzzled her affectionately.
D took hold of the reins and held the horse still so Inga could mount. D gave her a slight push and Inga mounted easily since she rode horses in her old world. D mounted behind her and picked up the reins once more. As one, they turned the horse and galloped off to the mountains.
Inga opened her eyes and looked around. She was in the middle of a vast, grass field, lying in D's arms.
"So it wasn't a dream," she said to herself.
She looked behind her and expected to see her wings, but they were gone. However, her luxuriant, black hair covered her back, proving that it really was not a dream, but her new reality.
She looked around once more. Her double-bladed sword lay a couple feet away. In the distance, grazing contently, was a large, black, metallic horse with silver horns and red eyes. She turned to face D to complete her survey.
Inga blushed when she realized the position she was in. She was on top of D, straddling his leg. His strong arms embraced her and held her close to him. It would have been so simple to kiss those beautiful lips of his.
D smiled a little as Inga quickly scrambled off him. She blushed profusely as she sat on the ground and calmed herself. D sat up and smiled at her still, unable to resist that certain charm about her.
However, his smile faded as Inga stopped blushing and inspected her body fully for the first time. Her nails were a normal color now, but her hands were still pale. A tear ran down her cheek as she remembered her old life, the one she would never return to.
D held out an arm and pulled her to his side. He could understand why she was upset. Her entire world had just been turned upside down.
"Everything will be fine," he said as he stroked her hair.
"What am I?" she asked and turned her violate eyes to him.
"The injection changed your physical appearance so you could survive, like I told you it would," he explained calmly. "You have certain traits pertaining to them. The strongest ones come when you're in your 'ultimate' form."
Inga nodded in understanding, then stood up and stretched. D stood after and picked up her sword. Inga was staring at the range of blue and purple mountains looming in the distance, then at the forest on the other side.
D handed Inga her sword and gave her a belt to use with it. It was made of leather and had a silver buckle and had two clasps on the back for the handle of the sword. She attached the belt over one shoulder and across her chest. She attached the sword to the clasps and put her hair over the handle.
"You just had to bring her," a voiced piped in once Inga finished with her sword.
Inga looked at D and raised an eyebrow. The voice came from his direction, yet they were the only people in this field.
"I told you it was a bad idea," the voice said again, "but you never listen."
Inga glanced at D's left hand and grabbed his wrist. She lifted it up and turned his palm to the sky. On it was the face of an old man, a few teeth missing and wrinkles. His eyes were empty black holes.
"Hello," the face said and looked at Inga.
Inga's eyes widened and she took a step back, not believing what she was seeing.
"He's a parasite," D said calmly as if it was nothing.
Inga did not even try to question. This was a strange, new world, and anything could be real.
"You'd have been dead a long time ago with out me," the parasite added on harshly, "and you know it."
D remained silent and unmoving.
"Still can't believe you brought her," the parasite continued in his ranting. "You're going to be in a lot of trouble now. I told you to kill her, but you never listen! She is a danger to you and all other vampires!" he finished off in staccato.
D glanced at the parasite, but still said nothing, being used to his antics and constant scolding.
Inga's eyes became sad as she asked the parasite, "Why am I supposed to die?"
"Because you're a danger," the parasite replied harshly. "Actually, you're not supposed to die.it would just be very convenient for you to do so."
"If you say that again," D finally said with an enraged tone, "I'll cut you off."
D put his free arm around Inga's shoulders and pulled her to him, comforting her if she needed any.
"How am I a danger, or a threat?" Inga asked quietly.
"I'll explain," the parasite said nicely, not wanting to be on D's bad side.
"Basically, in the end of all things, some vampires, and the occasional dunpeals, want to have some one who understands them. All they really want is to be happy, make sense?"
Inga nodded and waited for the parasite to continue with the psychology lesson.
"Well," the parasite continued once he got approval, "you're just about the only one who really understands vampires and it desirable, if you get my meaning. Vampires tend to like their companions attractive and young, which you do fit the mold-"
"I don't need an explanation of why vampires like young and beautiful people," Inga interrupted and glared at the parasite. "I'm not stupid, so get down to the point. Long explanations, when not asked for, can be most irritating."
The parasite growled.
"So because I can make vampires happy," Inga concluded, "they will fight to have me and will end up destroying each other. This wouldn't be so bad if they left the fighting amongst themselves. Most likely many people will be recruited for their armies for false promises and all life on this world will possibly be destroyed. Am I right?"
"Trouble D, trouble," the parasite muttered.
D grinned slightly at Inga, proud of what she just said.
"Guess I hit it dead on," Inga said. "How did the vampires know I was around though, that's the question."
"You were prophesized by the Barbaroy," D answered.
"Ah," Inga exclaimed. "That explains everything. So now what?"
"We find work," D answered casually.
"You found a job, didn't you," the parasite asked slyly.
"Some children were kidnapped by vampires," D replied. "The town isn't far from here."
"I hope we'll be in time," Inga said absently.
D briefly glanced towards her, a little upset that she had so little faith in him, but what could he expect? Inga did not know his abilities.
"Not that I'm doubting you," Inga added hastily and smiled like nothing really happened.
D did not say anything, making Inga somewhat upset. However, she would not let it get to her. He would have to forgive her. After all, she did not really know him yet.
D whistled to the metallic horse, which was still grazing happily. It's ears perked up and it trotted over obediently. Inga observed the horse's saddle and saw that it was slightly longer than usual and had two pairs of stirrups rather than one.
The horse stopped in front of them and Inga patted its neck and told the horse how good it was. The horse nuzzled her affectionately.
D took hold of the reins and held the horse still so Inga could mount. D gave her a slight push and Inga mounted easily since she rode horses in her old world. D mounted behind her and picked up the reins once more. As one, they turned the horse and galloped off to the mountains.
