"Good morning, Sleepy-Head!" Dante woke up. There in the doorway stood a smiling Leila, silver-coated platter in her hands. On it was a lovely arrangement of breakfast foods- there was French toast, pancakes, fruit, and a tall glass of juice. He grinned.
"Wow, Leila! This is too much... Thanks a lot!" She smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, placing the tray on his lap. He smiled, looking at the tray. He didn't know where to start!
But his smile slowly faded. He thought about the picture he saw on the dresser. He looked to the side. There it was, sitting, the auburn-haired girl smiling away. He looked at Leila.
"What was her name, Leila?" he asked. Immediately, she knew who he was talking about, and tears came to her eyes. She hesitated, then spoke.
"Charity. Her name was Charity." She closed her eyes tightly, tears sliding down her cheeks. "I... I lied to you, Dante. She was...she was my daughter."
"Was?" Dante asked, lowering his brow. Leila gave an audible sigh, wiping her eyes with her blouse.
"Charity was taken by a Noble... Named Lucius." She paused, then spoke with a squeaky voice. "A month ago." After this she began to bawl into her hands. Dante quickly set the tray aside and rubbed her on the back, shushing her gently.
"Sh...She..." Leila looked up. "Her twin brother went after her... My son, Isaac. I told him not to! I swore that if he went he'd..." She shook her head. "When they found his body I... My husband and I were devastated." She wiped her eyes, looking at the dhampir. "I just... gave up. I gave up on finding her. It's useless... I may have been a Hunter, but I'm no where near as young as I used to be. I... I just... I want to kill that bastard so bad... "
"That's what I'm here for, Leila," Dante said reassuringly. "But I can only do it on one condition..." She blinked, looking at him.
"What's that?" He smiled.
"That you come with me."
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"Be safe now, Leila." It was sort of a bittersweet farewell that afternoon. Leila and her husband had to part ways, which was a little difficult for both of them, but her husband understood very well that it was something she had to do. That, and they both wanted their daughter back, no matter what the expense. And Leila was willing to risk everything.
With Dante at her side, she knew she would be safe. Any offspring of D had to be powerful, of course, and he had such a good heart... She trusted him.
Dante, on the other hand, felt that he needed Leila. Of course, he was the power behind them, but she had such a strong will. And being an ex-Hunter, she'd know how to do things. He'd need her brains, and she'd need his brawn. They were a great duo.
"Take good care of the house, Will," Leila said, teary-eyed as she gave him a peck on the lips. She smiled and rubbed her eyes. "Make sure all my plants get watered."
"They will," her husband said, holding Leila close to him. They embraced for only a moment, then released from each other, holding onto each other's hands until even that connection had to fade.
They really love each other, Dante thought, half smiling as he glanced at the two. He was getting his mechanical horse ready to go. Food, water, mostly for Leila- for he didn't need to eat- but he'd even need a little bit of sustainability, like his packet of blood capsules. They were expensive, and he needed about 3-4 a month, but with just that he could survive. He needed so many because, although his father only needed about one, he was only half dhampir. Dhampir. He was 3/4th human.
"Let's go," Leila said, hopping onto her motorbike. It was equipped with an array of guns, bombs, and missiles- anything she could use to destroy Lucius and his minions. Dante nodded, admiring her artillery, as he hopped up onto his horse.
"Alright, Leila." He gave a nod to her husband, and the two set off for the castle. Leila held her tears in. Right now she was riding the path in which her son had taken... before he was killed. She could see him riding next to her, his auburn hair shimmering in the sunlight... the same color as his sister's. She shook her head. This wasn't the time. Right now was the time to fight. She needed revenge on this "Master Lucius" guy. And... even though he didn't know it yet, Dante would come to hold a grudge against him, too.
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Ohmahgawsh! I'm really, really sorry for keeping you guys waiting! I hope you haven't given up on this story! I have been in a Batman mood lately, writing my story "Primrose Path" (if you want to read it, I suggest it! It's one of my best stories!) Anyway, thank you for all of your support, and I hope you continue to care for my stories and review! I love to see your reviews every day! I read each and every one of them! So thank you guys, and remember to review!