Authors Note: I am happy to state that my life has now slowed down to the point where I can finally sit and write without worry. I am very sorry to keep everyone waiting and it does annoy me that I had to postpone everything in my writings for the sake of High School. But now, I stand as an accepted student of my first choice collage, I find I have more time for you and my writings. Again I apologize for keeping everyone like this.

But I like to thank everyone's reviews. And I would like to thank the emails from you encouraging me to continue the story in sweet words. If it wasn't for all of you, I'm sure I wouldn't have bothered to finish this story. So thank you.

I have given you all this Chapter. It's a short chapter but a chapter none the less. I hope that this chapter will leave a smile on your face and get you excited for what's to come. In this chapter I'm actually going to show a peek of Eve's real personality. This way you guys will see who she is when she's not worrying over her arranged marriage. I hope to have the next chapter up sometime late this week or late next week. So I will be working on it as soon as this one is up. I hope you enjoy this chapter with a bit of comic relief and a look at what is to happen between D and Eve. Enjoy! And thank you all again!

Eve squeezed her eyes shut as a glimpse of the pale hand came close to her face. The thought of such a frightening hand coming close to her made her cringe. A chilled breeze cut her cheek that made her wonder if his skin was as cold as it looked.

"You can open your eyes now"

The deep thunder of the mans voice surprised her. Slowly, while keeping one eye still closed, she peeked out to see a small black spider on a long white finger. Eve's mouth dropped as both of her eyes went wide. "S-s-spider!" She cried out and rushed out of the barn ruffling her hair with her hands. Ew! There were spiders! It must have been in her hair. The icky killing spree insect from the lowest pit of the underworld! The thought of a spider anywhere near her drove her to the edge of insanity. Her body felt itchy. Eve ran her hands over her arms and swapped her dress getting rid of any possible hell borns.

D stood there in shock at the strange little dance the girl did after running outside. He slowly walked to the door way, still holding the baby spider on his finger. HE watched as the human mess her hair and swipe at invincible little insects on her dress and skin. He almost felt a grin come along as she stomped her feet on the grass below her, cursing at a insect that didn't exist. She turned towards him with fire in her eyes. She shot daggers at the spider walking over his hand. D began to fear for the spiders life, but still felt the urge to tease this girl about her obvious distaste of spiders.

"How can you let that thing crawl around like that alive?"

He didn't answer. Instead he looked down at the puny insect.

"It'll bite you then your skin will fall off and you'll regret it! Then your hair will fall off! Then everything else with just slump on the ground and become a breeding ground for more spiders! Then baby spiders will crawl out of your eyes and-" She cried out, her arms moving back and forth as she explained the process.

Interesting mindset this one had. Deciding the spider had enough of the angry voice of the woman, being insulted, and than cursed at, D knelt down to the ground. The spider quickly crawled down and disappeared into the thick green grass. Seeing the creature gone, the blond lady seemed to calm down, but still didn't stop rubbing her arms.

"Eve! Get away from him!"

D glanced up at the Boucony above to see a man in his fifties aiming a shot gun at him. The man wore a fine blue tailored suit that reeked of money and cologne. He was well bred man with white short hair and a well trimmed beard. On both his left and right sides were a line of servant, all which also held shot guns at his direction. This was predictable. Bored of them, D looked back at the girl called Eve. It was a simple name, but unique. Much like the girl.

"What is it that you want, Dhampir?" The old man shouted at D. The cruel name given to him made him successfully look back up at the human.

"I have been hired to be a escort."

Eve slowly backed away. A Dhampir? Here? They exited? She had heard of the creatures before. Dhampirs are known to be the child of a vampire father and a human mother. Half breeds. Neither belonging in the Human world nor the Vampire one. It explained everything; his pale cold skin, able to take threats and name calling without surprise or anger, and the loneliness in his eyes. What was it like to be wanted in neither world?

"-Very well then. Eve, get your bags settled." Eve's thoughts were interrupted at her fathers words.

"What?" She asked, suddenly not sure what was going on. Her father didn't seem aggravated as he normally would when she doze off into space. Instead he glanced down at her, his gun no longer held towards the Dhampir. "Its time to leave child.. this Dham- I mean, this hunter, D is to escort you to your soon to be wed"

"What?" Eve repeated for the second time. She glanced back at the creature called D. He didn't seem to happy about his job as she was.

"THe servants will pack your horse. You will have to pack very little since the Dhampir will be escorting you through the wastes." Having realized he said Dhampir, her father shook his head. "I meant D. D will escort you."