Vampire Hunter D:
Bloodlust Alternata
Meet the HuntersDisclaimer: Do I have to (again)? Whatever. I don't own VHD. Well, I have the DVD, does that count?
I couldn't get out of my mind the first time I saw Lady Charlotte. I see why she needs a guardian. Human or not, she is very beautiful, like an angel. I could not help but sense Lord Meier's concurrence on the matter. His mind is powerful and on top of that, he projects his feelings openly. Just by watching him with the Human girl, I could tell that they are both smitten with each other. I also noticed that he has no intention to Turn her. I'm not exactly sure why, but I imagine the process of Turning a person isn't pleasant. Apparently, there are several hunters who have been hired. The first are the Markus Bros. I have heard of the, but only vaguely, a family of Hunters who supposedly never drop a Hunt once started. The other, however, I have heard a great deal about. He is known as D, a half-breed or dhampire (I shudder at the more derogatory term) of unequaled skill. I have heard tales of D being the Hunter that struck down the House of Lee, a powerful Noble House, long ago. I hear that Benge has returned from his preemptive strike. I must prepare for our 'guests'.
He waited. They were all waiting. Sagittarius watched anxiously from within the carriage. He didn't need to scry-or even read-the young woman beside him to know that she was afraid: afraid for herself and her lover. They heard Benge on the roof, taunting the famous hunter, and the Old Man's rebuke. Sagittarius shook his head. Suddenly, the Old Man turned around, as if he noticed something. Warriors around him did so too. What greeted them was a ghostly figure, floating a meter or so off the ground, spheres of light dancing around him, as it turned out. Suddenly, the spheres glowed brighter and then spewed out beams of psychic energy, tearing through the gathered Barbaroi. Sagittarius vaguely head the Old Man order the evacuation of the carriage as he staggered from the psychic backlash. "Sir! Are you alright?" Charlotte did what she could to right her stunned defender. "Do-don't worry about me...," he said as he recovered. "I-I have just n-never experienced a psychic attack like that b-before."
He could feel the entity getting closer as the carriage changed direction. Sagittarius felt a spike of anger at the entity, something he had never really felt before. Even the dead never get their rest. Why do you do this? Why? WHY!?!
A shockwave rushed out from the carriage, jarring Benge who was taunting the pursuing spirit. As the blast of air struck it however, it tore through it, the psychic blast dispersing the form like a wind does mist.
"Grove!" The emaciated man on the bed convulsed as his spirit returned to his body. The woman beside him placed an oxygen mask over his face as he gasped for air.
D was gaining. Although fast, the carriage wasn't fast enough to pull away from D, the only burden of his horse. Suddenly, the form of the carriage darkened and distorted, becoming as a black cloth before him. He slammed into the cloth, the thick fabric blinding him and the horse. The ground disappeared as the two went off the pathway of the cliff and into the canyon.
"It's not fair. It's not fair. I'll show you what's not fair!" Caroline almost sighed. Benge was muttering again like he always would when the Old Man put him in his place. She knew of the trap the Shadowmaster laid for the dunpeal, although she doubted it would have the same fatal effect upon the legendary hunter as it would have on others. 'Speaking of others...' The roar of the Markus Bros.' tank could be heard behind them.
Disoriented from the rocket blast, Sagittarius extended his senses and took a tally of his comrades. "What?" He couldn't feel Caroline's presence on the roof above. In a panic, he threw aside the curtains covering the back window to see Caroline disappear beneath the tank. "Caroline, NO!"
I must seem like a fool to the others. We have seen no sign of our pursuers, so I have been able to find a quiet place to write this.
I have never felt more embarrassed before in my entire life. Caroline had returned only a few minutes before entirely unharmed. I imagine that Benge will never let me hear the end of it when he returns. I had forgotten about Caroline's ability, on how she can meld with whatever she touches. Anyways, she has told Mashira that Benge had wanted to rile the pursuing hunters one more time. Truth be told, I have this uneasy feeling that he won't come back. If he does, well he'll keep us entertained, in the least. If he doesn't, I'll certainly miss his humor, if nothing else.
"I don't know about you, but I really miss that horse right now. What was his name anyway?" Silence. "Oho, the silent treatment, eh? Well, I have two words for you: Heat Syndrome." No effect. "Look, I may be just a parasite, but haven't I always been a helpful parasite?" Again, the hunter didn't answer. "You may not care if you die of the heat, but becoming a piece of beef jerky is not a lifelong ambition of mine." Another silence. "Ahh, what the sound of one hand yapping anyways?"
She yawned, her shapely body stretched out on the black roof of the carriage. It was sunny today, like the day before. The horses needed to rest, so they were now by a beautiful lake surrounded by the ruins of what must have been a palace of some kind. She yawned again, the heat making her feel lazy. She stretched as she yawned, arcing her back and catching the eye of a certain psychic bodyguard. Out of the corner of her eye, she was just able to see the blood staining her pale companion's smooth cheeks a very deep crimson. She giggled as she thought about it. His long white hair and slender build gave him a mature appearance, although from the way he acted, you would think he was a teenager. 'He looks so cute with that blush.'
He watched from afar as she wandered through the elegant ruins. He had been thinking for some time. 'Why are they running?' he thought. 'People should know that love follows no rules other than those of Nature. What has driven them to such...' A powerful presence could be sensed nearby. He had finally come.
"Lady Charlotte?" The woman turned, startled. "Sagittarius?" The slender guardian approached her. "Maybe we should head back towards the carriage now?" Charlotte's eyes dropped in disappointment. "I was hoping for another min..." They both looked up at the dark figure before them. "I am D, the Hunter."
Author's Note: Like the cliffy? I'm evil, aren't I. Since I added ol' Siggy into the plot, things will turn out fairly different, just how different depends on you the readers and your reviews (THIS means YOU!!). Also, I finally got the Left Hand in here! Just to clear things up, here's a recap:
Siggy, or Sagittarius is the last surviving specimen of an experiment to breed, yes breed, a living ultimate weapon against vampires. That's going to catch up with him eventually.
He was found by Benge and Caroline, both 'apprentice Barbaroi' at the time. If it isn't obvious at this point in the fic, Siggy has the hots for Caroline, he just doesn't have the guts to go up and tell her.
Just to make it clear, Siggy and Charlotte are FRIENDS. Siggy is a powerful empath because of how he was made. As such, he can't stand to have anyone around him sad or depressed, and he'll do almost anything to cheer up whoever's in the dumps (even if it means pulling a "Benge"). Despite this, he's utterly clueless about any romantic impulse directed at him, which is why Caroline was able to turn his face into a tomato.
Right now, we're up to the point where D is able to confront Charlotte person to person for the first time. Remember, YOUR reviews will help determine where this will go. One last thing, I will sincerely try to get Meier into this, but I'm not really sure how. Some help would be greatly appreciated.