Okay, so once again, I'm back. Shrugs I hope you people liked my prologue. This would be chapter one. Yes, I'm actually getting to the action/drama/angst part of the plot. Of course, the prologue was the start...but this is where I start everything else. -Smiles-
L.W.K: BEFORE I go into my usual humor I want everyone to know something. I dedicate this story to one person who really has encouraged me on this site. It's because of her that I'm writing this so if you have thanks and you like it, then please be sure to thank her. I refuse to take all the credit...although...if you WANT to give me credit then I won't exactly complain...
But now to introduce this wonderful person, my dear friend and fellow writer "Divey."
Yes Dives, I dedicated this whole story to you. It wouldn't exist without your encouragement, girl! So enjoy! And readers: LEAVE REVIEWS THANKING HER! I insist! Please. And if you don't like it, blame the whole thing on me. Three cheers for Divey!
All characters present: YAY DIVEY! HIP HIP HOORAY! HIP HIP HOORAY! HIP HIP HOORAY!
Thank you,
Now onto my humor start that I always have before a chapter:
L.W.K: Who here thinks I can't write a creepy vampire story with bloody bites and stuff?
Every character here: You can. We know. -Sweat drops-
Every reader: How should we know?
L.W.K: Good point...Well then...review! Tell me! -Grins- Well...let's move guys! We have a story to do.
Yugi: The L.W.K or the lady-winged knight doesn't own Yu-gi-oh, or me (no matter how much she wishes she did.)...The only thing here she owns is her ideas and Sarah.
Sarah: I can't believe she created me...-Facefaults-
L.W.K: Oh get over it, Sarah! Roll fic! Oh, and just to let you know, I say "they" when I haven't or don't wish to give away the gender of the person. So unless I make it perfectly clear that it's two or more people...Oh -Sigh- ...I think you guys get it. Right?
Down the dusty stone streets of a moonlit town a small figure walked peacefully. Smiling sweetly as they went. As they walked a presence appeared to surround them.
"Who's there?" came the voice from the young boy.
No answer was heard. The night was silent. The only voice was of the winds. They seemed to push him forward as if to say "move quickly! Run with my speed! You must not linger here." His eyes widened.
Shadows moved through the night. Someone was there. He had no question in his mind. He turned from the shadows and ran with all his might.
But it was too late.
He crashed into someone's chest. Falling to the ground harshly. He heard evil cackles of men. Two others jumped out from the shadows. The one he crashed into picked him up by his collar.
"Come on boy...let's have a little chat..." The man said before laughing and carrying him into a dark alley with the others following.
A shadow gazed upon the street bellow. Frowning slightly as they watched. There were more common thieves and thugs about, despicable little creatures.
'Idiots...What the...?' The shadow watched the scene more closely and snorted in disgust.
'Picking on kids now, are they? That does it. If those bottom-feeding rats are going to bully anyone, the least honor they could have is to pick on someone their own size. I don't care that much...but it's just plain revolting.' They mused before leaping down to the alley.
The men laughed as their leader held the kid up like a prize.
"Lemme go!" The boy demanded while kicking and squirming about. But it only made them laugh more.
The man punched the squirimg figure, instantly quieting him. It had knocked all the wind out of him and as a result he had to catch his breath, so he couldn't struggle any more.
"Quiet, punk!" The man barked into his ear.
"Enough fooling around...for now...Just give us your money." Thug one muttered.
"I told you! I don't have any!" The boy said gasping from the blow that the man gave him.
"Well then...I suppose we'll have to have some more fun beating on ya then, won't we?" The leader said with an evil gleam in his eye. The boy recoiled as the man was about to hit him again...before the blow connected with his face a voice rang out.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The voice chided from the shadows.
"And just why's that? And who are you?!" The boss asked looking around. Nothing there...
The shadowed figure grinned.
"I was hoping you ask that. As for who am I? I make all your worst nightmares look like child's play." They answered in a cold, emotionless, and evil tone.
The boss of the gang shivered. This person, who ever they were...there was just something about that voice. Icy waves ran up and down his spine.
"A-and WHY shouldn't I punch the runt?" The boss asked, fear creeping into his voice.
"Because...it's not nice...And I don't LIKE it when people don't play nice." The voice replied tauntingly.
"Coward. You don't even show yourself." The man replied cockily.
"Oh? Well then...how's this?" The shadow said jumping down in front of the three men. Gracefully landing in a crouched position and then straitening up to their full height.
They wore a black cloak that covered their body well. A matching hood covered their face. They also wore black gloves and a weapon appeared to hang from their side. Black boots with a silver emblem on them covered their feet. They smirked in the moonlight.
"Now...I'm gonna tell you once, and only once. Let the boy go. Now." The figure commanded.
The boss only laughed.
"You want him? Come and take him. Boys! Show 'em!" The boss commanded and stepped back to watch the fun.
The figure shook their head. "Alright...but I'll give you a fair warning first. I'm not in a good mood tonight. You don't wanna mess with me."
"Bring it on." The first thug replied. Thug two grunted in agreement.
The figured shrugged. "Suit yourself."
The boss watched from the back of the alley still holding the boy.
"This will be good..." He commented with the evil glint back in his dark eyes. The man blinked and gasped.
As soon as he had blinked, the figure had already knocked down one of his men by the looks of thug two on the floor unconscious. The other one was being held in the air above the figure's head.
"I told you so." The figure taunted, smirking as they threw him into a wall.
"Y-you! How?! How can someone be so fast? What ARE you?" The boss asked in shock.
The figure's head snapped to him, their gaze seemingly burning right through him.
"Oh, hello there. I didn't forget about you. Since you decided not to join the fun I hope you enjoyed the view. And by the way...just who is the coward here now?" The cloaked shadow asked casually as if talking about the weather.
The man dropped the boy who had resumed squirming for a slight minute. The boy landed with a thud and he tried to crawl away, he ended up in a fetal position with his hands covering his head.
The boss rushed at the shadow in anger, (A/N: Not to mention stupidity. Sorry folks, no bright baddies yet.)
The shadow moved quickly, but the man managed to grab the very edge of the figure's hood.
The man's eyes went wide with shock.
"Y-you're a...GIRL!"
"Dolt, of course I'm a girl. And you...You will remember this night to the end of your days, you disgusting rat. You'll never hurt another soul again." The shadow announced darkly.
In a fluid movement the shadowed girl picked up the thief and punched him in the gut. Then did one of the most surprising things to anyone, anywhere...at least anyone who didn't know about those that lurked in darkness.
She bit into his neck, leaving two identical crimson marks. Blood poured from the holes.
"A...A vampire!" The man shrieked in a raspy voice before he passed out. His eyes dilated. She let him dropped to the ground with a sickening thud and frowned at the disgusting taste in her mouth.
"Yuck...Man...! What does he do? Smoke five times a day? Gross...Ugh..." She muttered. Shivering in pure disgust. "Good grief...I wish I hadn't have done that...Bleh..." She gagged a bit and finally remembered just why she had to beat up those goons in the first place. That boy...
She looked over into the corner of the alley. That guy might have seen her bite the thief...that could be a problem...especially if the kid was injured. What if he was scared of her? Then what? She shrugged and slowly approached him.
He was in that position again where his hands covered his head. Now that she could see him close up, she noticed that he was very strange looking indeed. His hair was spiked and a combination of three colors. Most of his hair was ebony, his bangs were golden, and the edge of his hair was a striking crimson color. He wore a dark blue jacket and pants of the same color. Underneath was a pure white shirt. She examined him and would say that by sight he was around 12...maybe 13...he was pretty short.
However, she could tell by the aura she felt from him, (A/N: Aura...everyone has one in this fiction, it's just that no one can sense them but a few people.) that he was older. She would have probably insulted him by guessing. He was probably teased about that. He was about 15 or 16...though at the moment she really didn't care...
He was trembling slightly, but she couldn't tell if he was scared or just cold. It wasn't exactly WARM outside right now.
She took a step forward right before a powerful scent hit her nose. The scent of blood.
It wasn't the goons either...it was definitely that boy. The scent stood out powerfully...something about it was very different. She winced...there wasn't a lot to smell...but the smell...it was driving her crazy.
'Accursed vampire senses...too strong for their own good...did I have to have such a good sense of smell?! Ugh...Am I drooling? That...ugh...I should check out his wound...' She thought, purely irritated.
This was the last thing she wanted to deal with...but it couldn't be helped. She saw a small cut on the side of his face. Just a tiny bit of blood trickled from it. She nudged him carefully.
He looked up feeling dizzy. A figure hovered over him. 'That person...who beat up those guys that attacked me...' He tried to talk, stand, walk...anything! But he sadly bearly had anything left in him...
"Who are you...?" He asked weakly before blacking out.
The girl groaned in annoyance. Great! Now the guy just passed out on her! She snorted. Tonight just wasn't her night...Or was it? She shrugged again...
'Well, if I'm gonna go to all this trouble, I might as well bandage him up and carry him home.' She thought sighing.
She reached into her cloak and pulled out some bandages and a bit of medicine. That smell was really starting to go to her head. It smelled wonderful...and that was the problem. Frowning, she carefully put a bandage over the cut along with a tiny drop of her medicine. The smell receeded and no longer filled her nose.
Now what?
'Oh yeah...I still have to get him home...' She mused. 'Which way? I guess I'll just follow his scent and that'll lead me to his house...'
She picked him up and carried him in her arms like a baby. He was surprisingly light. Carrying him as delicately as fine china, she sniffed the air. The winds were in her favor now. She smirked. Maybe tonight was getting better after all...
She followed a trail of scent. The one to her left out of the alley was fresh. Apparently that was the way he had came from...the one on her right was faint, but she could tell it was more concentrated. That was the way he was going...easy. She would go along this road until she reached his house. Now how would she get there?
She paused. Normally she'd just jump through the top of the alleys...but she had a new burden in her arms...she could still go...but at the moment she was a little afraid of dropping him.
That would be ironic wouldn't it? Save him from thugs and bullies only to drop him from twenty feet in the air and hurt him worse then any of those guys could...If he lived, he'd sure have one hell of a headache...
Oh well...walking wasn't her first choice...and if his house was far she'd go back to plan "A" and just hold him tightly or something...but for now, she would have to settle for walking.
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'I feel something warm...it's all around me...who is that person anyway? I think I'm moving...no...something's moving me. I feel so tired...I can't move...I'll just...rest. But...what is this thing?' He opened his eyes slowly...it was that same person who rescued him.
They were carrying him, apparently looking for his house...or something...it was a girl as far as he could tell. His vision got hazy and blurry. She looked a bit older then him. Her face looked determined and fierce. Her eyes appeared sharp and aware. She blinked suddenly in surprise and looked down at him. He smiled gently but his tiredness overcame him once more.
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Girl's POV
She frowned. He did it again...he woke up and then passed out before he could say anything. He had smiled sweetly at her. She thought about that carefully...
'Well...I guess that means he isn't afraid of me...either that or he's delirious...he must be tired though...it is late and that mugging session doesn't exactly help you feel bright and awake.'
Her eyebrows went up. His house...this was his house! She looked at the building in front of her...yep. She smelled his scent in one of those rooms. It was a small house...a quaint little shop was across from it. Flowers decorated a garden outside of it, and a small stone path lead up to the door. The house itself was white and light blue.
She went up to the door to knock before nearly smacking her head in realization of her stupidity. If someone DID answer...then she was sure they wouldn't be happy at anyone besides him at their door at this hour. And just what was she supposed to say anyway? How about...
Hey there! I found your son/brother/this guy getting mugged by these street thieves. So, I decided it would be fun to beat them up with my powers. I saved him, bandaged him up and then I used my super-human nose to sniff my way back here. So...is he yours?
No way!
And obviously it would be locked so the door wasn't an option...she didn't feel inclined to look for a spare key...maybe the kid had it on him?
...Then again, she also didn't feel like frisking him either...She blushed vaguely at what might happen if he woke up while she was doing it...She'd rather explain to his parents or whoever else was living here how she found him instead of why she was doing that...
She sighed again...looking up she saw a window was open.
'Thank heaven! At least I have SOME luck tonight...not much though...'
Carefully jumping up on to the sill, she steadied herself. She closed the window as quietly as she could. Smirking again, she noiselessly crossed through the room. This was definitely his. His scent was thick here. It smelled like sunshine, flowers, and spices...
She set him down on the bed. She nearly left, except he'd probably want to know who she was...she frowned. It didn't really matter...but...well, it was bad manners to just leave like that.
Amethyst eyes blinking open in the dark quickly interrupted her musings. He was awake.
(A/N: I'd leave off right here...but I'm only on page...6?)
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He looked surprised at first and he examined his surroundings. Finally he turned back to her. A faint smile crossed his face once more.
"You're that person who saved me back there in the alley." He acknowledged cheerfully.
The girl in front of him shrugged slightly. It hid the slight bit of nervousness. She honestly didn't know what all he had seen back there. She nodded slowly.
"That's right..."She responded finally.
He looked at her in wonder. His eyes slightly wider then before, he was cute like that.
"What's your name?" The boy asked timidly.
The girl didn't answer.
"What's wrong? Did I do something?" The he asked now increasingly uncomfortable. He might have upset her...
"Nothing really...It's just kind of rude to ask a person's name before saying your own. But I don't really mind." She answered casually.
"Oh! I'm sorry...my name is Yugi. Yugi moto..." Yugi replied shyly.
(A/N: I can finally stop calling him "The boy" or "The kid"!!! YAY! Btw...you guys knew that was coming right? I mean...you didn't think that was YAMI or anything...cause that...would be a certain degree of weird that...just isn't.)
"Yugi...I like it...It means "game" if I'm not mistaken. I guess you would call me Sarah." Sarah answered.
Yugi looked thoughtful for a minute.
"What do you mean, "I would call you"? Isn't Sarah your name?" He asked.
'...how do I answer that one?'"Well...I have more then one name actually. But everyone calls me Sarah. Another name I have is "Kyuuketsuki Ohime-sama no kage" but I just go by Sarah." She explained.
Yugi blinked.
"I can see why..." He nodded slowly. "Oh, I almost forgot...Thank you for saving me."
"Think nothing of it. I just did. It wasn't any trouble." Sarah shrugged. "I hope I didn't wake any of your family getting in here..." Sarah said thoughtful.
Yugi looked sad for a moment.
"I don't really...have a family. I used to live with my grandfather...but he died a few months ago..." Yugi admitted.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Yugi." Sarah replied sympathetically, but mostly in a solemn, almost emotionless voice.
For a second the room was quiet, until Sarah remembered one last thing.
"Say, Yugi? What all did you see back there anyway?" She asked, trying to keep her tone casual.
"Well...I saw you drop into the alley and I saw you fight those guys, but after that guy dropped me I tried to run, but I couldn't and I was too tired to anyway. So I mostly tried to hide until it was over."
Sarah nodded, but on the inside she breathed a sigh of relief. She was already pretty sure he hadn't seen what she did because of how nice he was being. She honestly didn't know how he'd react if he knew the truth. And what surprised her is that she was afraid that he would hate her for it.
Why? Why did it even matter? Many people already hated her...what was one more person? What was one more voice in her mind that told her what she truly was...?
She shook it off...this was nothing. She would leave now...it would be left at that.
Sarah stood up to leave.
Yugi looked surprised and sad.
"Where are you going?" Yugi asked with a small hint of disappointment in his voice.
"I'm leaving." Sarah replied bluntly.
"Why? You're not mad or anything...are you?" Yugi asked.
"No...why would I be?" Sarah asked, turning. She looked at Yugi, studying his face and the emotions written on it.
"I just...do you...think we'll ever see each other again?" Yugi asked her hopefully.
Sarah sighed. So many questions...she just wanted to leave...normally she'd probably say no. But...she might as well present what hope she had, because Yugi seemed very depressed to learn that she wasn't staying.
"Maybe...I can never say for sure...but perhaps we will see each other again some day." Sarah said kindly, before walking to the window and opening it again.
Yugi's eyes went wide.
"What are you doing?!" He asked right before she nearly jumped out the window.
"Well...I was thinking about leaving...or did you not hear me before?" Sarah answered, amused by his reaction.
"B-But...D-Don't you wanna use the door or something?" Yugi asked a little surprised that she was just gonna go and jump out a window.
"Nope. It's more fun this way." She said with a smirk. With that, she leaped out the window and landed as gracefully and stealthily as a cat.
Before Yugi could ask, Sarah proved she was way ahead of him.
"I'm fine, and yes. I like doing that. Oh and I knew you were going to ask that because everyone else does when they see me do that for the first time." Sarah acted almost as if she was reciting it out of a textbook.
Yugi blinked.
"Goodbye Sarah..." Yugi whispered.
"Bye..." Sarah whispered back just loud enough for Yugi to hear.
She turned and began to rush through yards of the homes around her. After going a little ways she climbed up a roof that was a little higher then the others and sat under the moon for a short minute. As she stood to leave something suddenly occurred to her.
'Tonight is the beginning of the prime feeding season of vampires...that means...I wonder if Yugi will be okay...' She thought starting to slightly worry about the young boy she had met. She instantly stopped herself.
'What am I saying? Anyway, he'll be fine. He is alone, but he isn't a prime target. Sure he's easy prey, but he's in a part of the neighborhood that vamps don't like. I think a slayer might even live around there. I have NO reason to worry in the first place.' Sarah thought dismissively...right before a cry rang out.
Sarah's eyes widened. That was unmistakably only one person. That was Yugi.
Sarah sensed a vampire's aura close by. Yugi was being attacked...
'Damn it! This is SO not my night...I might as well have left him tied up in a den of wolves! Heck...for all I know I basically did...that would be a cruel irony...this whole night is a cruel irony...' Sarah mused angrily as she raced over the tops of the buildings back to Yugi's house.
'Please let me make it in time...'
And that's the end of my first chapter. Please review peoples! And I'm not telling you what that Japanese name means till later. Sorry...the Japanese studying people do get an unfair advantage here...but I don't think you guys will get all of that anyway...
That is all...
Oh yeah, and DIVEY THE WRITER ROCKS!
One more thing...Divey! That's what I meant by...that insult thing...I'm SURE you get it by now. -Grins and laughs-