Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, because if I did, there would only be Heero and Duo "adventures."
Author's Note: The other day, I thought to myself, "Hey what would happen if Heero where a vampire?" and this is the answer that my imagination thought up. Let me know if you think that this thing is worth continuing!
A Priest and A Vampire (working title)
Prologue:
Rumor has it that it happened about eleven years ago. The moon was pregnant and spilt its ivory light all over the darkened countryside. A sleepy little village, all cobblestone and wood, lay sprawled out in the nothingness that was the edge of the kingdom's reaches. There was only peace here; the war out on the front lines forgotten when the harsh battles fought were so far away from the remote place. The killing brought about by the warring vampires and humans, thought to be unable to reach its greedy hands so far. The sounds of night could be heard like a gentle lullaby on the wind and peace was thought to be absolute. But, that was not to be. As the whispers later told, a grim misfortune befell. It's said that it came out of nowhere, that no warning was to be known until flight was no longer an option to be held.
They came out of the pale gray darkness, under the cover of their beloved night, the vampires did. Not a sound made to disturb the quiet sanctity of the area, but an intent redder than red growing steadily with their thirst. They stole quickly into the unknowing village, prowling the streets with their twisted desires mounting. After a few moments of searching, it is said that they came upon the cathedral the isolated village hosted and got to work with that which they had set out to do. Making their ways to close-by houses, the interlopers slipped in and woke those slumbering within, only to force them out. Working as one, the many vampires herded the inhabitants of those homes into the grand holy place. Night had not even reached a halfway mark before they had managed to bring together a sizable crowd of terrified humans. The thirst of the hunters grew horribly with the sweet scent of their preys' fright on the night breeze.
This is where our story takes on a life of its own. Depending on who you are speaking to, the events that happen next can be rather different than the version I'm about to tell you. But, do not fear, I will base it all on the facts.
It is known that, not moments after the first vampire set forth into the crowd to pick his meal, that a young child was discovered. The child bore a long chestnut hued braid that trailed down the length of his back and gazed at the vicious invaders with wide timid filled violet eyes. It is also known that the child struck the creatures fancy and it chose the boy as the first of its feast. But, that is one of the last known facts and here is where speculation begins.
All that is known about the next moment of time is that all of the vampires, as strong and agile, as filled with magic of the dark arts as they are, all of them were found to be dead, ripped apart with no known cause and turned to ash with dawn's arrival.
Now, I'll leave it to you to decide what happened on that particular night; as for me, I have spent many a year seeking out the truth as to what occurred. And, I'll have you know, that the tale of that little boy is here, in my head and my word. So, listen closely, and perhaps I'll let you in on the secret that brought about an end to a war where no end was seen on the horizon, not even by the most optimistic.
Author's Note: I know it's VERY short. But, it's just the prologue. I'm planning on making the next bit MUCH longer. Though, I will need lots of encouragement since I'm in college now and have 5 classes to juggle!