TMM: Wow…it's been a while, hasn't it? Over a year, at least. Huh…Anyways…I still need to change the name of this story…it doesn't suit it anymore. Not really. I mean, it suited my original idea, but not so much anymore…how sad. I thought it was a decent name. I probably also need to listen to something other than ABBA while I write this…It messes up my writing style, haha.
Chapter 6…?
Soon after getting ready for the ball, Dariel and D had gone to get into their positions to surprise attack the vampire count and countess, so they could assume their guise at the ball. And this is where we find them…
Dariel peeked around the edge of the cliff and saw the carriage streaking towards her from across the worn earthen path about a kilometer away. Even though it was dark enough that a normal human couldn't see their own hand an inch from their face, Dariel still could see well enough that she could count the revolutions per second of the wheels on the carriage. She also suspected that D could see even better than she could.
The carriage was as black as the night with two ebony cyborg horses pulling it, their lean and muscular legs pumping in unison. The carriage had some adornment in silver around the tinted windows and also above the wheels which were spinning so fast that they looked motionless.
Dariel looked left and saw D on his cyborg horse galloping faster and faster towards the rushing carriage. Dariel realized that it was time for her to play her part and to hide while she waited for the carriage to reach where she was.
A few moments passed until the carriage was merely a few meters from where she was, with D only a few meters behind that.
D suddenly jumped off of his horse to land gracefully on the top of the carriage whilst Dariel shot her powerful gun at the carriage and left a gaping hole in the side while it nearly toppled over.
The horses whinnied and reared at the surprising and unexpected noise.
D used these diversions to jump through the hole and quickly kill the vampires inside. They weren't of much rank and therefore easy to dispatch compared to many that he'd fought before.
Dariel heard the bloodcurdling screeches of the countess, when they were quickly cut off by a metallic sound and then a faint gurgling. Dariel hated to have to end them like this, but it was the only way they could get in remotely unnoticed to the castle.
D stepped back through the hole in the carriage, which had stopped by this point, while dragging the bodies of the dead vampires. He quickly stabbed both of them through their hearts with stakes that he pulled from his cloak.
Dariel walked up to him and took one of the bodies to help him bury them in the place they had prepared earlier, all the while being very careful not to get any blood on her snow white dress.
When they were done, D took a look at the carriage.
"So…you couldn't have done anything that, I don't know, wouldn't have blown half the carriage into splinters? The carriage is part of your disguise, too, you know." D's hand said with an annoyed undertone.
"Hey, I can fix it in no time flat. I wouldn't have used the gun if I had thought that I wouldn't have been able to fix the carriage afterwards." Dariel replied haughtily as she walked up to the carriage and mumbled a few words.
As she said these words the carriage began to repair itself until the hole was no longer there and was merely a memory.
"Well, ain't that handy." D's hand ventured to say.
D nodded in agreement.
"Well, I suppose we're ready to go then, if nobody has any stupid remarks to make?" Dariel directed at D's hand.
For once, D's parasite had the good sense to be quiet.
"I believe we're ready." D said as he looked to Dariel who looked quite the part of a vampire countess in her stunning outfit and with her almost hungry expression.
"Alright then! Let's get going!" Dariel said as she climbed into the newly repaired black carriage.
The inside was nicer than the outside, with many plush surroundings and two seemingly very comfortable looking coffins.
D, with his mind, directed the horses to where they were supposed to be headed. The carriage lurched as it started to move in the direction of the castle with its newfound occupants.
Though the castle seemed not so far away, in reality it was at least 15 miles from where they were. The castle was just so enormous that it only seemed about 3 miles away. Still, from here they could see perfectly clear the ominous towers and spires of the castle, the air around which, seemed to grow even darker than the pitch black night.
Dariel and D sat in silence opposite each other in the carriage as Dariel watched out the window into the ebony curtain of night.
D couldn't help but look at her. She looked positively ethereal, and darkly so. A dark aura hung about her, while her stunning white dress gave her a heavenly look. Not to mention her silky golden hair, which hung like a wavy curtain around her visage and down her back. Her eyes seemed to absorb whatever light there was in that darkness outside and they glowed a bright green. The scars over her left eye had been covered, and now were no longer visible. D thought this was a shame, they had added to the animal part of her beauty.
D was entranced, but his hand was still thinking clearly.
D, you can't fall for her. You know what she is, you know what she does. Snap out of it before you end up like the rest of them: Betrayed, murdered, cold and dead in a ditch. Don't fall for this, or we'll both end up dead.
Despite this very valid warning, D for once could not bring himself to do what he knew made the most sense, and he continued to be trapped under her spell.
End of The Acquisition of Hunters Chapter 6
A/N: I actually wrote! Surprise! I know it's a bit crap…but it'll have to do :P