Aha! Fifth chapter! Go me! Now to work on the sixth chapter which might include some... Wait... I am not going to tell you. Well, hope you enjoy this. Please read and review. More reviews would be quite nice...

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Hunter D or any of the characters in this story EXCEPT for my character Masila.

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A week had gone by and Masila had been in a numb state of mind and body. Hunger had started to eat at her body, yet she didn't realize it. Meier Link noticed the problem though, and during the night when sleep had Masila in its grasp, he went out in a hunt. Not for himself, but for his distressed Masila. Meat of any living thing that was good for both mortal and vampiric body alike, ws captured and brought back to the castle and prepared for a feast. Day had arrived and Masila woke at her normal time. She dressed into another gown, dark emerald in tint, and made her way, blindly, to the large dining hall. When she had truly opened her eyes, and looked at the food, her body lost the rest of its strength, and before she hit the floor, she was carried up into a pair of strong arms. Dazed sunset looked up at the face of Meier, and some confusion swept through her face. His red eyes looked down at her, giving her a concerned look. He walked over to a finely crafted chair and set her down in it. In front of her, on a lovely silver platter was the meat that he had gotten for her. She looked at it simply, and yet again, confusion was seen, and it seemed that she had forgotten what to do with the food. After a few moments though, Meier walked back over to her, and picked up a fork and placed it in her hand. Her thoughts returned, and she began picking at it and took a small bite. She felt some strength return, and then took a few more bites. Meier had gone to another seat and sat down watching her. Some more moments passed by and her plate had been emptied, and Meier took the time in which Masila had gazed at all the other foods to return to her side. He leaned down next to her ear, causing some tension to appear in her once again. "I created this feast just for you, and for a thanks, you will become my bride." A small smirk appeared across his lips. That sentence dug deep into her mind and her old being returned. She moved away from him, and in a swift move had grabbed the knife from beside the plate and sent it flying into his shoulder plating. He had moved away as well and when the blade had dug in, he pulled it out and threw it to the ground. He walked quickly over to her, and grabbed her by the wrist. "So your strength is back? Well let me see if you can really handle me." He threw her down to the ground, and at that instant she felt a wave if dizziness appear. Soon her body lost its strength, and darkness crept at the edges of her sight and soon engulfed it once again. The last thing she heard before she lost consciousness, was the soft laughing of Meier.

She did not know how long she had been asleep, nor did she know what went on in during the time she was unconscious. Her body slipped silently through the sheets of the bed and then off. Her eyes moved to the shielded balcony, seeing that the sun was in the sky, yet night would soon be here. She gazed to the coffin in which Meier slept. She moved over to it, and there she saw Meier asleep. The chance had been given to her already, and she would have to take it now. Her head bowed down to look at her waist where her weapons would be hiding and be in quick use. Her sunset colored eyes widened a bit. Her tools had been taken from their places. Her head snapped up and there she met the eyes of Meier. A small frown was on his pale lips. His right hand removed itself from where it had been, hiding underneath his cloak. Clutched inbetween his fingers were the weapons that she had been planning to use. "Were you going to try and kill me, or just harm me dear Masila?" Her eyes narrowed a bit. He moved out of the coffin and towards her. She did not move back this time, and she would not cowar. He towered above her, his crimson gaze cold. "Answer me." Her gaze met his in tone. "Yes. That was my plan and it had been my plan from the beginning." He stared down at her, his eyes narrowing only a little, and holding everything besides hatred. "Then, I will be that monster I told you about and punish you." His movements were much to quick for her sight and mind to see. She didn't even know he was behind her, until his arms were wrapped and gripping her arms to her sides and to a point to where she could not move. Her body fell victim to a cold numbing sense that seemed to paralyze her body. Darkness crept around her vision, but did not stay there. She would not will herself to become a play thing right now. A flash of pain became visible through the numbness, and a small cry escaped her throat. Meier had taken her own tool, one used to weaken vampires or any being holding vampiric blood by use of "holding" sunlight. Her body became weaker, and even though numb, she could feel her body become limp in his grasp. "What... what are you doing to me?" Her voice held pain, and anger in it. He nuzzled his head between her neck and shoulder, pulling her body up more to his reach. His voice was now more sensual than before. "I am showing you the monster that you consider me to be." Her eyes widened at his words, fear now over shining the anger that she once had. Another thing was happening though. Her body was reacting towards him in a way that she didn't want to happen; she was wanting him. As though he felt what her body wanted, his grip loosened around her and then he walked away. Her body was still weak, so she fell to her knees, and then her body to the floor. Before he completely left her alone, he spoke to her. "I showed you what kind of monster I can be. Going for a weakness of another. In your case, your blood, and your emotions." His whole being was gone, and the room had become colder and darker than before. Masila just laid there, helpless in a way. Her thoughts were running madly through her head, telling her that she was not the hunter she used to be, that D would never come for her, and that the world would now completely shun her away. Tears that had been kept shrouded from the outside now came out, and silently slid away from her.

Time had passed slowly after the meeting with Meier the "monster." Her feelings had taken the best of her, and she cursed herself everytime she got, which was quite often. Meier had been out of sight for the days that had passed by. It seems what had happened had affected him as well as her. She no longer cared how strong she was. The only thing she wanted now was to get back at that vampire. She didn't care how it would be, as long as she got him back. The room that she had stayed in had been emptied from the gold encrested, and black coffin that was Meier's, and was now in a somewhat ruin. She spent most of her time over looking the darkened landscape through the locked in balcony, and even would fall asleep there, waking up to sunlight. She lost track of how long she had been under Meier's roof, and she didn't really care, as long as she got payback. She had thought of so many things, so many ideas that would be good to get back at him, but all of them ended in negative favor of her. Her emotions were twirling around in her mind, each one teasing her, and then overshadowing each other. One of the days that she had been thinking about another plan to get back at Meier, the image of Meier with his body towering over her on the bed flashed through her mind, causing her to forget the plans, and her body to once again yearn for him. She shook her head as her body slowly moved to the ground, and curled into a small ball. "I do not want him... I do not want him..." In the back of her mind though, she wished for him to have her, and once again, she would curse herself. On some other days she would walk around the castle once more, walking in complete circles, but it was only on a simple day, she had become bored out of her mind and wandered upon a hidden hallway. She had not seen it before, but with every step deeper into it, she had the feeling that Meier was somewhere down this way. She kept on walking, her sunset eyes holding a light glow in the dimly lit hallway. The echoing sound of her shoes stretched out across the hallway behind her and in front of her. The hallway seemed to go on forever, until the lights that mounted the wall began to become dimmer and the shadows etched their ways on the walls even more. Her walking stopped, and right in front of her was a massive door painted a deep, yet bright red in one, and decorated with paintings of golden curls of ivy. She took a few moments before walking towards it, and once there she reached out her hand to grip into the golden handle, but before she could actually turn the handle, the door seemed to open with a will of its own. She took a deep breath, and took a step in, leaving her eyes to roam around the room with a complete look of awe. After looking around though, her gaze stopped upon something that simply gave a glitter into her eye, and her heart to stop in mid-beat.

Oh no! A cliff hanger! Shoot shoot shoot... Guess you'll just have to wait for the next chapter. Hope you enjoyed!