YuGiOh!: Welcome to the Night

Chapter II

Now we're back to my story, dear reader, after a lengthy ass break, & if you're curious, here is what I did next. And please, just don't immediately spread it to any mortal that you meet for your own good.

"Vampire Hunter, huh?" chuckled I. "Then come."

The Warrior's grey eyes showed confusion for a second (cue huge red question mark on top his head - he almost looked like a Mokey-Mokey!), & then panic the following second when I covered him & myself with my black cape, wrapped one arm around his abdomen, & carried him off into the night. I could tell he's quite a competent one for such bullshit like this, because he didn't shriek immediately unlike most of my prey. The icy gust still wafted cruelly, resulting in my long white hair slapping my pale face.

"What do you think you're doing?!" the Hunter demanded, trying to free himself from my grip. His yellowish-grey hair was also getting untidy. "Put me down!"

"Like hell I would!" shouted I, baring my fangs. "I can't afford to drop you on something sharp!"

"Like the horn of a Dark Catapulter?" he queried.

"Of course!" was my response. "Ergh, you're one hell of a dumbass!"

TAP! We landed in a cemetery. It was all dark & hazy; one would ponder they're in the Shadow Realm. The chap in my grasp squirmed himself out & stood up before me. "Art thou trying to bogging abduct me?!"

"Kidnapping is damned!" shouted I. "I need your assistance."

"What for?" asked he.

"You know us Vampires - not you, the only Warrior in our tribe - have been preying on other mortals for eons, right?"

"No shit."

"Actually I'm quite uninterested of it."

"Why?"

I took several deep breaths. This is the moment.

"I need thou to help me to form peace amongst them."

"I can't." The Vampire Hunter shuddered; tears started developing in his grey eyes. His voice also started to sound shaky. "I'm born to slay your kind, not create amity between you & mortals. I simply can't. Impossible."

"Hell, don't you know there's no such thing as impossible?" I gripped the man's broad shoulders with my hands, giving him the you-are-absolutely-fucking-insane-for-being-pessimistic look. "There is only improbable."

"All right." he at last said. "But I still need to hunt the mortal vampires who can't be cured."