Vampire Bloodline…
Fhb
Somewhere along the line of finding a key, I can't seem to find it…I look too far…I like too much…I can't keep searching for something I don't even know exists…
"Good morning Lord Battousai…everything okay milord?" bowed a young man of teenage age accents. Features of a zesty breed of vampire, Battousai scowled. His brows raised when the melody of thumping blood receded throughout the house continuously. A scent that dawned on black wings to his nose. A scent that echoed like an ultrasonic call in a confine room. Such a scent played with his senses, jerking him to and fro unconsciously into wicked dreams. Seduced by the false mutterings of her blood, he breathed lengthy when he found the scent almost intoxicating and drowning.
Nestling perfect lifeless and cold fingers against his temple, he tried to search for his voice, "everything is …as everything breathes…" he watched the walls with grave-seriousness imprinted all across his void face.
"Milord…can I ask of you…a most rude question?" the boy stood tally, his hands clammy and his face showing a certain form of maturity.
Battousai paused his gaze from the rustic brown walls attentively looking at the young boy, "speak"
"Milord…I can not help it…but I smell blood. Fresh blood…yet, though I can sense it belongs to a female and that of one who is young…I can not help thinking…she—she—is here, and bartered by you…for-forgive..for my utter rudeness…b-but—I can not lie, my body quakes for the fresh looming scent of a blossoming red blood…" he hissed tiredly at his lord…
Battousai looked from the boy…to the now arrived followers whom he once owned…
"Battousai…" came a dark and commanding voice…
"Yukishiro…" the lord icily addressed…
"The blood is still roaming is it not?" he hissed over the table pushing the young boy aside. Battousai yawned, not intimidated by Enishi's false over dramatized anger assessments…
"Blood is blood, is it not?" Battousai coldly looked at Enishi. There eyes battling tales that were unseen to everyone else.
"Fool! Trying to kill us are you?" Enishi asked nastily scanty.
"Get me not wrong, but isn't it not your corpse that wishes us be-damned?" Battousai hissed, his canine being revealed in every stressed letter.
"Hahahah! You're quite the character aren't you Battousai? Imagine…an awesome lord left to save his kin returns us by the mere audacity to kill us…by bordering us from our fluid-of-life…blood. What sense Battousai…is it to consecration if we die before we could even give our holy adorations from these months of gibberish"
Enishi pounded the table making Lord Battousai's cups and plates jump in the sudden clash of anger.
"I am warning the breath that sustains your bitter soul, that if ever spoken to me in such a tone, in such a dare, you'd met your death most certainly…"
"Battousai-boy---oh haven't I ever told you?" Their was a sardonic mock dripping from his silvery words. Words that burnt something of nasty scent.
Battousai sustained a disgusted stare as he watch the foul speak to him.
"I guess not! Know Battousai…I do not take rules from some warrior who gained the title lord by his followers and by so doing thinks the muck beneath his feet can not kill him. Aware you shall be today, that though you do trample about me, I will see to it…that I and so by I, shall endure and cradle the last laugh…" Enishi hissed with a ridiculous smile on his face…
Battousai listened.
"Red-head—oye red-head" came a feminine call. Each vampire vigorously turned to the woman standing, breathing and flowing with life…a red-fluid known as the life to each vampire. Without this fluid, vampires would be nothing more than a tamed myth. A myth that indeed would lose its colour and be part of shape called the nothingness. She was a woman of immaculate standard, her heart beat was some 13beats to 10 seconds. Such timed beats moved and hastened when fear kicked in. The woman they could see, was in shock. Her blossoming body was already scanned and noted certain virgin. Enishi examined the woman, she was so striking. Eyes made of snowy-blue, danced with pale-melancholy pink skin. Tainted red cheeks, burned her innocence alive and under, making her slowly the reasons of evil. Such innocence by no time could seduce vampires, but yet, it did. Raven hair, like silk stripped from cloth, played beautifully in a messy fall down her shoulders. Perked chest, outright high, gave vampires more of the reasons to hiss wildly.
Enishi could take no more, and alas, the vampires around the table.
"She is MINE!!" he ran forward to suck her whole and hurryingly. Lunging down to grab her in his arms, a sword glinted from the stray light and before the mere utterance of Kaoru's scream, it was sent stabbed in the chest of Enishi.
"Uhh…aghh…" Enishi saw before his eyes the snake that uncoiled before him.
There holding Kaoru protectively in his arms was Battousai. A dark lord whom tainted the very air around him, joined auras by protecting the innocence in his arms.
"So it i-i-is t-true…you…" Enishi groaned as he stumbled backward, swaying side to side going lower to the floor… "t-that…you wou-ld—see us..dea-dead…before…we could—we could—we—aghhh—could …-live" he began pulling out the sword…
"She is not yours…but she is mine" the way he addressed 'mine' made Kaoru shiver. She thought maybe perhaps, she really was his.
"Aghh-hahah! Funny! Very funny!" he pulled the blade dropping it to his feet. Standing tall he cursed out loudly, before Kaoru's very eyes, the vampire went from totally half-dying to healed.
Her eyes averted in trickles from his chest to the sword which was noticed to be clean of blood. She did not understand.
"Battousai…this may keep me down for days…but I certainly can not die…" Enishi paused picking up the sword, "I believe…" "this belongs to you…milord" he said whilst handing back the sword to Battousai. Yet his eyes remained focused on the shrub of beauty in Battousai's arms, her…she…Kaoru.
"Soon…little jewel…tasting wouldn't seem –su-uch…" he paused, "a task…" he winked at her and left with his men following him out.
"Milord…are you okay?" asked the young servants around him…
"Leave…all of you, just leave" he ordered…
The servants left, leaving Battousai and the young woman to be.
Kaoru realized in minutes time they were alone. She realized also the way she held onto him perhaps unconsciously when he protected her from that pysco-path who lunged forth on her. She also realized the way his hand came around her, the way how her body felt warm against his cold-lifeless one.
He looked down on her letting his hands leave her to be.
"Why?" "Why did you run into our woods?" he asked coldly…
Kaoru bit her lips, how could she forget why she ran here… "to run into a sea of darkness called death" she whispered…
"Why" "Hmm, why mortal, why allow such a thing?" he turned to look out his window…
"I want no more of the bitchy life I've lead…" she frowned…
"Humph" he turned slowly to her, "such a foolish…little girl" he whispered…
"Girl? Girl? Listen bucko I can take a lot of bullshit, but when someone calls me some shit-name like little girl then bucko you're asking for the official WWF smackdown." She pounded her fists.
"You are…a creature to be pitied…" he voiced…
Kaoru clenched her fist…
"You humans are so bloody happy by the lives you live…why? Why not take a minute and watch the blades of grass grow tall, let the snow chill you in the grey December…and follow the shape of the wind?" he asked so softly to her…
"There is no reason for some things sir. But when answers can not be found to certain questions, to certain non-ethical circumstances, we simply---look for answers by cheating our way out, death in other words…"
"You know…the things you say, make me wish…why couldn't some of the precious things, people, I left behind didn't follow me. And for the anger you very much bestow in my veins, I would wish in the place of that special…special…person to come back to me in the trade of your death. But you are lucky…and gloss the moment it shall radiate…"
"What the hell are you trying to say?"
"That you're an ungrateful mortal, a bitch known in your time, for the extremities you process…" he began leaving her… "go back to your room…you have no business here."
"And why not, isn't it you who brought me here?"
"I meant it for good woman…that is of course" "you want to indeed become a meal for those hasty vampires…?!" he coldly whispered…
Kaoru bit her lips and nodded no, returning in a run to her room, Battousai grinned.
Battousai began walking back to the back of his home when he heard sounds…the sounds of the same lovers.
'I-uh—i-uh—uh—aghhh—hard-uh—uhhhhh---haha-aghhhhhhh!!'
Words barely uttered, confessed to Battousai these lovers indeed were more of the erotic type. Yet what did this illusion painted in his memory bank, convince, say? He did not know…
'But mark my word…I will know…in time'
"Uhhh--ahh…lord Battousai…" shouted a woman from up above the attic step. Two sweaty lovers laid tired, "blasted woman I am not Battousai, how many times do I have to say that?" Enishi shouted at the woman vampire-woman beneath him…
"Oh sorry…" she blushed…
Then barging through the door came a beautiful seductive female vampire. Red kimono off her shoulders her lips dark red and her lashes perked up in a curl.
"Stop this, I need to speak to you Enishi" spoke she
"OUT!" Enishi got off the vampire-woman beneath him.
The woman proceeded, "what a blasted and be damned you are" was the last thing she said…
"What is it you have to tell me sister?" Enishi asked…
"I was told…Battousai has a woman?" she asked and growled…
"Nobody but you Tomoe…" he smiled…
She threw him some clothing, walking to his window she spoke with her back to him.
"Enishi…I do…indeed love Battousai…" she whispered slowly…
Enishi swallowed the lump, "please…y-you know that isn't what I want to hear…" he went to her turning her around zestily. She looked at him, her burgundy eyes already allowing trickles of tears to fall…
"That is why…brother, I ask of you…to p-please…never hate me" she cried…
"I c-could …never hate you" he held her…
"Who is she Enishi?" was Tomoe's only question in the blues…
"A mortal Battousai salvaged…" Enishi pulled apart from his sister, expressing a certain hate in his words…
"Does she seem important to him?" Tomoe looked at him…
"Seemingly. Because she's fresh blood, she has him wrapped."
"Do you know what this could mean?" she asked terrified…
"No sister…what does it mean?" he asked interested…
"Enishi…if I'm not wrong. If ---I didn't know any better, I'd say a prophecy could very much be befalling upon us" she explained…
"I-I do not understand" he frowned
"Enishi…when Lord Battousai spoke to me, he mentioned dreams, dreams of a vampire and mortal's woman having love in a room. If I am not wrong, I'd say history is very much about to repeat itself…" she whispered, "but I can not…can not allow such a thing to happen…"
"Oh…and why is that?" he asked…
"Because Battousai is mine…" she whispered…
"Well he doesn't quite think that of you, now does he?" Enishi reasoned…
"That's why I'm going to need your help to concoct a wicked little plan, so perfect its to die for…" she brought a sassy-grin to her features…
Tbc…
An: Yep getting real cooky-crazy! Okay, well that's my update, this is pretty fun to make!! Lol! Well chao y'll. Enjoy yr day and the rest of the week!! Bye bye!!
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