Chapter 5
The two hunters settled down in the caves and made plans for their attack.
"I doubt I'll be able to fight many vampires in my current state," Inga confessed. "I may be able to take care of the weaker ones, but that's my limit."
"She's got a point," the parasite chimed in, startling Inga a little. "She's still using her powers subconsciously."
"So what do you propose?" D asked Inga, hot paying attention to the parasite.
"I should get the children," she replied bluntly.
D gave her a questioning look, which quickly changed to one that said; "I don't think so". He knew that getting the children would possibly be even harder than getting rid of the vampires. If she was caught in an illusion, it could mean a lot of trouble.
"Don't give me that look," Inga scolded. "I know the exact location of those kids."
"You're proposing to take one of the hardest jobs," D replied quietly, yet in a most serious manner. "You'll have to watch out for illusions and any monsters the vampires have to guard the children."
"Illusions are easy to break. All you need is to use eyes of truth and the illusion is broken."
"And what if you meet any vampires?" D asked.
"Then I fight," Inga replied and unlatched the sword from her back.
D knew she would say that, but he could not argue. Inga did what she knew how to, and once she set her mind to it, nothing would stop her, save death.
"When do we leave?" D asked, agreeing with her.
"Sundown," came the short reply.
"Are you mad?" the parasite screamed. "You're going to ask D to fight five to six vampires at night!"
"It must be done," Inga replied calmly.
"Why?" the parasite asked mockingly.
"Vampires need to feed," Inga hinted with a slight smirk.
"And what does that have to do with anything?" the parasite asked, not thinking clearly.
"Vampires don't like to hunt in groups unless the game is too strong," Inga hinted a final time.
"So? Why is.ok.I get it," the parasite said thoughtfully. "They'll be separated, and since they've already captured the kids, no need to get them in groups."
"Exactly," Inga replied. "It'll be too early to expect an attack, so it'll make them easier to pick off."
"She's a smart one," the parasite noted. "But she's still trouble."
D shrugged. "It makes sense. I'll get the vampires and she'll get the children."
"How will you find the vampires?" Inga asked him.
"I can find those of my own blood," D replied curtly, yet he seemed slightly angry and sad at the same time.
Inga looked at him with her violet eyes. "You are not their kind."
"Dunpeals have the blood of vampires in them," D said to her, staring into her increasingly saddening eyes. "As we grow older, we become more like them."
Inga bit her lower lip, not wanting to cry. "You are not their kind. If you were, I would not be here now."
As he looked at her, he saw the tear she let fall down her cheek. It was then that he realized how much he meant to her, as a dunpeal, as D. If he were ever to become like the vampires, she would hunt him, and kill him herself.
He pulled her towards him with one arm and hugged her. She pressed against him, a fist holding his cape. He lifted her chin and kissed her firmly on the forehead.
"I won't become like them, I promise," he said tenderly and kissed her raven hair.
"You're not allowed to die yet either," she forced out through her silent crying.
"Only if I have nothing left live for," he replied, fear tingeing his beautiful voice slightly.
"Trouble," the parasite mumbled. "She'll get you killed."
"You know," Inga said the parasite, very annoyed and angry. "I've had enough of you saying how terrible I am. If you didn't want me around, then why did you tell D about me? You should know him well enough. If you keep complaining-"
Inga made a black and purple orb form in her hand and it's eerie glow filled the cave. "-I'll silence you permanently."
"You wouldn't dare," the parasite said nervously.
Inga could see the parasite's face and brought the orb closer to it. The parasite began to sweat profusely.
"You'll take his hand off," he said, fear emanating from his black eyes.
"It will take only you," she said coldly.
"D," the parasite screamed pleadingly, "stop her!"
"I'm tired of it as well," D said. "It's my turn to be happy."
The orb was still coming closer, and it burned like the hot sun of the desert, only a million times more.
"D, what of all our years together?" the parasite pleaded desperately again.
"I won't harm her," D replied angrily at the parasite. "If you didn't want to get rid of her so badly, you should have not let me see her."
"I'm sorry!" the parasite screamed. "I know it was wrong! I'll stop as long as you get that orb away!"
D nodded to Inga and the orb vanished. She moved her hand away and leaned over to whisper something into D's ear. She got up and walked to the other side of the cave afterwards and took care of the horse.
"Since when have you felt that way about her?" the parasite asked D once they were alone.
"When I saved her," D replied. "When I first saw her, I didn't particularly care, but after a little, I began to know her. I knew her wishes, her thoughts, and her desires. I knew her as a person, and I began to fall. I couldn't kill her then. She was someone I knew and wanted to protect, so she could have those dreams."
"I told you to get rid of her right away," the parasite defended himself. "That was your fault."
"You told me to watch and find an opportune time," D replied.
"I.that was for your killing benefit! You got too close to your victim!"
"I'm not complaining," D said and watched Inga caress the horse with her beautiful, pale hands.
"You're in love," the parasite said, slightly surprised.
D shrugged in response.
"Oh boy," the parasite sighed. "This is going to be trouble. You'll be fighting a lot, and I don't believe you'll have much time alone or peaceful time alone. Vampires will chase her and you will be forced into hiding.
"She won't have beautiful dresses, sparkling jewelry, a feather bed, or fine silks. She'll probably be living in a cave, sleeping on the ground. She'll be living the hard, cold life of a hunter. You may be happy, but will she?"
D looked at Inga again, thinking about what the parasite said. He was right. She would not get lavish gifts of fine jewelry. She would not get to be pampered, as a woman should. Other vampires would give her these things, but not him. He wondered if she would abandon him because of that.
"If she leaves for these things, then everything will be back to how it was," D finally replied.
The parasite said nothing more about the matter. He knew that things would never be the same if Inga left. D would eventually try to get her back, no matter how long he waited. D would be angry, that was for sure, but he would still try.
Inga turned at looked at D. She stared deep into his eyes and saw his basic thoughts. He was afraid she would leave, but she knew that she would never do so voluntarily. After all he had done for her, she felt it her duty to repay him. Although they had only been together for a short time, she felt like she somewhat belonged at his side.
She put her sword down and walked towards D. They still had some time before before sundown-plenty of time to relax. When she reached him, she looked down at him. Her hip stuck out slightly and her feet were a bit more than shoulder-width apart. Her leg showed through the slit in her skirt, revealing her leather boot and silky skin. One hand rested delicately on her hip.
As D observed every detail with her, he was filled with a lust that he had not felt before. She was so tempting. The look in her eyes, the softness of her lips, the curves of her body, her long and delicate neck, her long and shapely legs, and her feminine structure were all so seductive in every movement. He wanted every last piece of her from that moment.
He rose to his knees and took her hand and gently pulled her towards him. She came without resistance, almost willingly. In time, she was on her knees as well, still being pulled down by D. He sat with his feet in front of him and pulled her towards him still with one leg cocked gracefully. Inga straddled his bent leg, still coming closer.
Finally, D was on the ground and Inga on her knees, leaning over him. They could hear each other's heavier breathing. D took his hand and caressed her pale cheek, the slowly moved it to the back of her neck and ran the tip of his middle finger down her spine, causing her to shudder ever so slightly.
He brought her closer to him, gently pulling her down. She came to him willingly. As she lay atop him, he could feel her sweet breath on his face. He swallowed, overtaken by her beauty and the realization of how close she really was right then.
His rested his hands down her spine, one entangling through her hair, the other in the middle of her lower back. He couldn't help himself any more, so with closed eyes, he kissed her hard, yet passionately. She kissed him back equally and his strong arms wrapped around her and crushed her to him.
Inga's arms encircled D's neck. She pressed herself against his perfect body as his strong arms crushed her to him. She showed him the same passion, if not a bit more. Lust began to fill her and she shifted slightly on top of him, unable to control herself and pulled gently on his lower lip.
D quickly became overcome with lust and passion combined and suddenly turned and pinned Inga beneath him. He passionately kissed her ears, neck, and shoulders and relished in hearing her soft gasps when his lips touched a sensitive spot. He dared to go below her collarbone, as was more than happy to continue slowly when he met no obstacles to try and stop him. His hands roamed over her arms and sides, feeling her soft skin and her sumptuous curves.
He stopped for a moment to gaze into her eyes, those violet eyes that were filled with lust, just as his own. He felt her chest heave with each breath she took and the heat emanating from her body. His lower lip trembled slightly as he wondered if she was really his now.
"D," she managed to get out. "I'll never leave you voluntarily. I swear it on everything I hold dear."
Her hand caressed his cheek lovingly as she swore. He took it in his own and covered it with kisses. He kissed her soft lips again, keeping her hand in his. He loved to touch her skin. It had become a need, an addiction.
He bent over and whispered into her ear, "If you're ever in trouble and can't get out, just call my name and I'll come get you."
Inga hugged D fiercely, her arms holding him tightly around his neck. There was no need for her to say anything. He knew she was happy. He turned onto his back once more and pressed Inga to his side. She rested her head on one side of his chest and listened to his beating heart. They needed to conserve their strength for the upcoming fight, so their passion had to be subdued for the moment. Perhaps another day they would be able to release it again and succumb to their secret desires-their lust.
He gently caressed her hair and face as he held her close. His breathing went back to normal and listened to Inga's deep breathing. She slept quietly, and as he watched her, he felt-happy-and he knew she was happy with him.
He pulled his hat over his eyes and slept. When the sun went down, the hunters awoke to the darkness, and left all personal feeling behind, and prepared for the job at hand.
The two hunters settled down in the caves and made plans for their attack.
"I doubt I'll be able to fight many vampires in my current state," Inga confessed. "I may be able to take care of the weaker ones, but that's my limit."
"She's got a point," the parasite chimed in, startling Inga a little. "She's still using her powers subconsciously."
"So what do you propose?" D asked Inga, hot paying attention to the parasite.
"I should get the children," she replied bluntly.
D gave her a questioning look, which quickly changed to one that said; "I don't think so". He knew that getting the children would possibly be even harder than getting rid of the vampires. If she was caught in an illusion, it could mean a lot of trouble.
"Don't give me that look," Inga scolded. "I know the exact location of those kids."
"You're proposing to take one of the hardest jobs," D replied quietly, yet in a most serious manner. "You'll have to watch out for illusions and any monsters the vampires have to guard the children."
"Illusions are easy to break. All you need is to use eyes of truth and the illusion is broken."
"And what if you meet any vampires?" D asked.
"Then I fight," Inga replied and unlatched the sword from her back.
D knew she would say that, but he could not argue. Inga did what she knew how to, and once she set her mind to it, nothing would stop her, save death.
"When do we leave?" D asked, agreeing with her.
"Sundown," came the short reply.
"Are you mad?" the parasite screamed. "You're going to ask D to fight five to six vampires at night!"
"It must be done," Inga replied calmly.
"Why?" the parasite asked mockingly.
"Vampires need to feed," Inga hinted with a slight smirk.
"And what does that have to do with anything?" the parasite asked, not thinking clearly.
"Vampires don't like to hunt in groups unless the game is too strong," Inga hinted a final time.
"So? Why is.ok.I get it," the parasite said thoughtfully. "They'll be separated, and since they've already captured the kids, no need to get them in groups."
"Exactly," Inga replied. "It'll be too early to expect an attack, so it'll make them easier to pick off."
"She's a smart one," the parasite noted. "But she's still trouble."
D shrugged. "It makes sense. I'll get the vampires and she'll get the children."
"How will you find the vampires?" Inga asked him.
"I can find those of my own blood," D replied curtly, yet he seemed slightly angry and sad at the same time.
Inga looked at him with her violet eyes. "You are not their kind."
"Dunpeals have the blood of vampires in them," D said to her, staring into her increasingly saddening eyes. "As we grow older, we become more like them."
Inga bit her lower lip, not wanting to cry. "You are not their kind. If you were, I would not be here now."
As he looked at her, he saw the tear she let fall down her cheek. It was then that he realized how much he meant to her, as a dunpeal, as D. If he were ever to become like the vampires, she would hunt him, and kill him herself.
He pulled her towards him with one arm and hugged her. She pressed against him, a fist holding his cape. He lifted her chin and kissed her firmly on the forehead.
"I won't become like them, I promise," he said tenderly and kissed her raven hair.
"You're not allowed to die yet either," she forced out through her silent crying.
"Only if I have nothing left live for," he replied, fear tingeing his beautiful voice slightly.
"Trouble," the parasite mumbled. "She'll get you killed."
"You know," Inga said the parasite, very annoyed and angry. "I've had enough of you saying how terrible I am. If you didn't want me around, then why did you tell D about me? You should know him well enough. If you keep complaining-"
Inga made a black and purple orb form in her hand and it's eerie glow filled the cave. "-I'll silence you permanently."
"You wouldn't dare," the parasite said nervously.
Inga could see the parasite's face and brought the orb closer to it. The parasite began to sweat profusely.
"You'll take his hand off," he said, fear emanating from his black eyes.
"It will take only you," she said coldly.
"D," the parasite screamed pleadingly, "stop her!"
"I'm tired of it as well," D said. "It's my turn to be happy."
The orb was still coming closer, and it burned like the hot sun of the desert, only a million times more.
"D, what of all our years together?" the parasite pleaded desperately again.
"I won't harm her," D replied angrily at the parasite. "If you didn't want to get rid of her so badly, you should have not let me see her."
"I'm sorry!" the parasite screamed. "I know it was wrong! I'll stop as long as you get that orb away!"
D nodded to Inga and the orb vanished. She moved her hand away and leaned over to whisper something into D's ear. She got up and walked to the other side of the cave afterwards and took care of the horse.
"Since when have you felt that way about her?" the parasite asked D once they were alone.
"When I saved her," D replied. "When I first saw her, I didn't particularly care, but after a little, I began to know her. I knew her wishes, her thoughts, and her desires. I knew her as a person, and I began to fall. I couldn't kill her then. She was someone I knew and wanted to protect, so she could have those dreams."
"I told you to get rid of her right away," the parasite defended himself. "That was your fault."
"You told me to watch and find an opportune time," D replied.
"I.that was for your killing benefit! You got too close to your victim!"
"I'm not complaining," D said and watched Inga caress the horse with her beautiful, pale hands.
"You're in love," the parasite said, slightly surprised.
D shrugged in response.
"Oh boy," the parasite sighed. "This is going to be trouble. You'll be fighting a lot, and I don't believe you'll have much time alone or peaceful time alone. Vampires will chase her and you will be forced into hiding.
"She won't have beautiful dresses, sparkling jewelry, a feather bed, or fine silks. She'll probably be living in a cave, sleeping on the ground. She'll be living the hard, cold life of a hunter. You may be happy, but will she?"
D looked at Inga again, thinking about what the parasite said. He was right. She would not get lavish gifts of fine jewelry. She would not get to be pampered, as a woman should. Other vampires would give her these things, but not him. He wondered if she would abandon him because of that.
"If she leaves for these things, then everything will be back to how it was," D finally replied.
The parasite said nothing more about the matter. He knew that things would never be the same if Inga left. D would eventually try to get her back, no matter how long he waited. D would be angry, that was for sure, but he would still try.
Inga turned at looked at D. She stared deep into his eyes and saw his basic thoughts. He was afraid she would leave, but she knew that she would never do so voluntarily. After all he had done for her, she felt it her duty to repay him. Although they had only been together for a short time, she felt like she somewhat belonged at his side.
She put her sword down and walked towards D. They still had some time before before sundown-plenty of time to relax. When she reached him, she looked down at him. Her hip stuck out slightly and her feet were a bit more than shoulder-width apart. Her leg showed through the slit in her skirt, revealing her leather boot and silky skin. One hand rested delicately on her hip.
As D observed every detail with her, he was filled with a lust that he had not felt before. She was so tempting. The look in her eyes, the softness of her lips, the curves of her body, her long and delicate neck, her long and shapely legs, and her feminine structure were all so seductive in every movement. He wanted every last piece of her from that moment.
He rose to his knees and took her hand and gently pulled her towards him. She came without resistance, almost willingly. In time, she was on her knees as well, still being pulled down by D. He sat with his feet in front of him and pulled her towards him still with one leg cocked gracefully. Inga straddled his bent leg, still coming closer.
Finally, D was on the ground and Inga on her knees, leaning over him. They could hear each other's heavier breathing. D took his hand and caressed her pale cheek, the slowly moved it to the back of her neck and ran the tip of his middle finger down her spine, causing her to shudder ever so slightly.
He brought her closer to him, gently pulling her down. She came to him willingly. As she lay atop him, he could feel her sweet breath on his face. He swallowed, overtaken by her beauty and the realization of how close she really was right then.
His rested his hands down her spine, one entangling through her hair, the other in the middle of her lower back. He couldn't help himself any more, so with closed eyes, he kissed her hard, yet passionately. She kissed him back equally and his strong arms wrapped around her and crushed her to him.
Inga's arms encircled D's neck. She pressed herself against his perfect body as his strong arms crushed her to him. She showed him the same passion, if not a bit more. Lust began to fill her and she shifted slightly on top of him, unable to control herself and pulled gently on his lower lip.
D quickly became overcome with lust and passion combined and suddenly turned and pinned Inga beneath him. He passionately kissed her ears, neck, and shoulders and relished in hearing her soft gasps when his lips touched a sensitive spot. He dared to go below her collarbone, as was more than happy to continue slowly when he met no obstacles to try and stop him. His hands roamed over her arms and sides, feeling her soft skin and her sumptuous curves.
He stopped for a moment to gaze into her eyes, those violet eyes that were filled with lust, just as his own. He felt her chest heave with each breath she took and the heat emanating from her body. His lower lip trembled slightly as he wondered if she was really his now.
"D," she managed to get out. "I'll never leave you voluntarily. I swear it on everything I hold dear."
Her hand caressed his cheek lovingly as she swore. He took it in his own and covered it with kisses. He kissed her soft lips again, keeping her hand in his. He loved to touch her skin. It had become a need, an addiction.
He bent over and whispered into her ear, "If you're ever in trouble and can't get out, just call my name and I'll come get you."
Inga hugged D fiercely, her arms holding him tightly around his neck. There was no need for her to say anything. He knew she was happy. He turned onto his back once more and pressed Inga to his side. She rested her head on one side of his chest and listened to his beating heart. They needed to conserve their strength for the upcoming fight, so their passion had to be subdued for the moment. Perhaps another day they would be able to release it again and succumb to their secret desires-their lust.
He gently caressed her hair and face as he held her close. His breathing went back to normal and listened to Inga's deep breathing. She slept quietly, and as he watched her, he felt-happy-and he knew she was happy with him.
He pulled his hat over his eyes and slept. When the sun went down, the hunters awoke to the darkness, and left all personal feeling behind, and prepared for the job at hand.
