The Adventures of Path Walker by Path Walker

Yeah, I got bored and uninspired, so I wrote a fluffy self-insertion! Its sort of a continuation of the minor clips I put in my bio sometimes. I may just glue them together to tell of my life in the ever exciting FANFIC CITY! looks to C1 and DW

Disclaimer: PW doesn't own , but owns one third of FFCity (I think...)

...Path Walker entered the front foyer of Her head hung, she logged in and rode the elevators to her office, where she promptly sat, and sprawled her upper body over her desk.

It wasn't that she didn't want to write, it was just that she couldn't. She stared across the room to a slightly smaller desk, and sighed.

"Stone Warrior..." She whispered, knowing he would not answer. She had been seeing less and less of her muse within the last month, and that scared her for many reasons. Stone Warrior wasn't just her muse, he was her guardian. He had watched over her, her entire life, and had always been there to comfort and protect her, in his own, stoic way.

But now, he wouldn't answer when she called, he would disappear for days at a time, and when he was around, he was colder and distant. It made her wonder if she had done something wrong and hurt him.

'Well, I can't just sit here and sulk. I have to write.' She looked down at the blank screen in front of her and was immediately disheartened. She was suppose to be working on Star Crossed Lovers Two, a squeal to her most popular(and only) "novel." But she had been working on it for about a year now, and she still couldn't figure out some of the basics. Not even Stone Warrior knew how to pull the whole thing together, but they had made a lot of progress when he was there, and now that he was MIA, she couldn't think at all. She was even tempted to give up, but the book posed to much of a challenge to do that. .

Momentarily defeated, she returned to her earlier position, thinking of her muse. His tall figure, standing nearly seven feet. His skin as dark as dark chocolate. His reserved expression which softened for her. His long blue vest that was as dark as the dusk. Path Walker fought back tears, which resisted and gently rolled down her cheek and onto her desk. She loved him like a brother, and like that, he was gone.

A heavy knock made Path Walker snap to attention. Someone, or something was banging her door so hard she thought it would brake. Quickly wiping away her tears, she hollered "come in" with a quavering voice.

Shadow of Alucard burst in looking none to happy. SoA was another writer for One that Path Walker favored. He was relatively new to the literary world and pretty good in her opinion, despite his grammar problems. With a bit more experience, she believed he could become a great writer. But, considering she got to see a lot of his drafts, her opinion could be bias.

Under his Alucard-like clothing, Shadow of Alucard was just that- a shadow. His six foot body would seem intangible and have no specific color. If he wanted however, he could shed this appearance and allow you to see his true form: A pale vampire with grey eyes. Unless of course, he was angry, in which case they turned black. This was one of those moments...

"Is this yours?" He asked, flinging Stone Warrior in front of him. Not happy about being treated like property, SW dusted himself off, giving SoA an evil glare.

Speechlessly, Path Walker nodded, staring wide eyed at the two.

"He's been hanging around my office for days. He won't leave. Grandpa said they even got in a fight."

Had this been any other time, Path Walker would have laughed. Alucard was SoA's Grandfather, and a lewd one at that. PW made sure to stay out of his way, in case he became 'to friendly.'

"St-Stone- Warrior. How could you?" Was all PW could manage to whisper.

"Well, the old man stared it. If he hadn't asked me to share in his gang bang I-" He stopped at the tears in her eyes.

"HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME?!" She ran to him and started beating his chest. "HOW COULD YOU JUST LEAVE ME LIKE THAT? I WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU! AND YOU JUST LEAVE LIKE I DON'T MATTER?! Like you don't even care..." Tired from her futile beating, she rested her head on him. "How could you just leave? Like you don't even care..."

Stone Warrior let his own cold expression drop at this sight. Though she did her best to act tough, Path Walker had a lot of pain in her life, mostly centering around betrayal and abandonment. How could he not realize his actions would have such an effect on her? He felt her pain as she cried, and knew it would be the last time. He held her close.

"I'm sorry Path Walker," he said, as soothingly as he could. "I just didn't know how to deal with this situation."

"What situation?" She looked at him with big, childish eyes. Innocently sad eyes he hadn't seen since her youth. Stone Warrior hesitated.

"Well, are you gonna tell her or wuss out?" SoA taunted form the door.

"I'm getting to it you puissant!" Stone Warrior shot him daggers.

"Tell me what?" PW's gaze shifted from one to another, her anxiety growing.

Stone Warrior let out a shaky sigh. "I have always been your protector Path Walker, but I can protect you no more."

Her terrified eyes grew larger. "Wha?"

"I was only meant to protect you until your true guardian had appeared." He looked to SoA, then back to PW. "So, I can't stay with you anymore." She could tell in his harsh tones and eyes, that this pain him just as much as it pained her.

A moment passed. Two, as Path Walker processed the information. Her guardian, and one of her best friends, was leaving her forever. Another loved one lost. She shut her eyes tight for a moment, restraining the tears, then let her face fall into a an eerie, resolved manner.

"Then go." Path Walker said, her reserved expression plastered on her face. It was only betrayed by the tears which continued to fall. "That is your duty is it not? We are all bound by duty."

"Not me."

Both turned to SoA, who seemed to know just what to do to shattered a dramatic moment. Path Walker smiled. With a gentle smile shared between the two, Stone Warrior walked out of Path Walker's life.

As SW left, so did SoA. The two stood outside Path Walker's door.

"I'm trusting you," he said. "If you hurt her in any way-"

"What makes you think I'd hurt her?!"

"- I'll find you."

The shot daggers at each other, each daring the other to make a move. Finally, SW backed down.

"Protect her. She has a great purpose to serve in this world, and it can't be hindered by you." SW turned and walked away. "Oh, and you better go in there and comfort her." SW called from over his shoulder. "That's your job now you know?"

And so, a chapter of Path Walker's life ended.

End

This is more or less, an account of how I lost Stone Warrior. Yes, I no longer have a muse. Honestly, SW did just start disappearing a lot, until he just said he couldn't be my muse anymore and walked away.