Ringo soon found himself running into town that night. He was drenched in sweat, to say nothing of the rain; which ran in rivulets down his tan trenchcoat as he sprinted down the street. He had his brown hat pulled down over his eyes, cutting a disturbing figure with theGun del Solstrapped to his belt. It was well that he'd brought it too... He'd be needing it soon.
Finally he arrived at his destination, the inn of San Miguel. It was more of a relaxation spot nowadays. There weren't a large amount of visitors to San Miguel, what with the Undeadening and all.
The Vampire Hunter pushed his way through the double swinging doors into the lamplight. The innkeeper hailed him, as did the patrons of the bar; their faces red-tinged and drenched with the ale they had been drinking but a second before.
All of them regretted having turned to look at their protector though. Ringo was not a pretty sight on this fell night. His face was as pale as death, he was shaking uncontrollably, regardless of the trenchcoat that kept out all elements.
Through his blue lips he whispered, "Lauran..."
"What's that son?" asked the innkeeper too loudly, obviously shaken.
"Get... Lauran... Come... Quickly..." He looked lost, still battling with his own thoughts.
The innkeeper considered this for a moment.
"You heard the man... Get Lauran."
At that moment, Lauran was on the second floor of the inn, receiving the blessing of her mentor. A small child cried in the corner, nestled in her crib.
Lauran could tell that something was troubling the old seer, but profound respect kept her from asking directly.
Suddenly, the old woman grinned, showing off her toothless gums.
"You wonder what I am so preoccupied with, don't you child?" she asked in a shaky voice.
Lauran blushed furiously, "I may have been pondering it, ma'am..."
Again, the hag broke into a smile, "I will tell you, child. Though it bodes ill of what is to come.
"These past two nights I have dreamt. Seer's dreams, I've had. Telling of things to come. I am most troubled by what I see, child. For this is what I see...
"In a place not too far from here or now, the End of the World approaches... The Undead appear, breaking the natural cycle of life and death... The evolution of species ceases, and one by one, they become extinct..."
She sighed, a great weight descending upon her.
"We have not had contact with the world for years now. We know not whether the Immortals have spread their undead influence. But soon child... Soon we will not have the luxury of being cut off from the world and the growing darkness..."
Just then, the door burst open, extinguishing the candles lit to keep back the shadows.
"Lauran! You're needed with Mani. Something's wrong but Ringo won't tell us."
She was on her feet in an instant, "I am sorry, ma'am, but I have to leave. I will return tomorrow."
The old woman raised her hand in a weary goodbye. "So it seems, child. Go," she said softly, "and take with you the Sunflower Girl'sblessing."
Lauran exited quickly.
Noteliness! Lauran is a fan character. No correlation between her and Lady.
Another note. Sabata is in fact older than Django. If only slightly.
And another note, just in case. Zazie is not actually the Sunflower Girl, the Sunflower Girl was her mentor, or maybe Zazieis the new Sunflower Girl. I'm talking about the old one.