Only a flash of the briefest shadow revealed a flicker of itself in the dark forest, a sight most unusual as the normally quiet woodlands slowly stirred from its lengthy slumber. A trickle of sweat trailed down the swift figure, as pale hands reached in a foreign gesture to relieve the perspiration. In a sardonic manner the figure broke the paper thin silence with a chuckle that wavered slightly, tittering on the border between amusement and weariness.
"I must be getting old."
The terse remark revealed hints of well practiced irony as perfectly sculpted features danced visible only to the moonlight. In the dark, emerald orbs flashed dangerously, making it no less of menace in the false security of the cloaking shade. Then as suddenly as the movement began, it stopped, shifting its attention to the surrounding shrubbery. A slight shift in wind accompanied the new tension that filled the chilly air. Now it seemed the forest was truly awake with energy that crackled and pulled at the seams of the open field ahead. A pulse of energy hummed, searing its way through the chaotic vibrations easily until it reached its target.
The motionless figure allowed a tiny smirk to escape, as it tensed waiting for the inevitable encounter.
"Are you not one of the cursed clan?"
The invisible voice echoed as it leaped from every direction feeding off the very walls of the ancient forest. A slight raise of the eyebrow betrayed the figure's interest as it responded in a mocking manner
"Am I? Why don't you come and see for yourself?"
As if to humor the speaker, a bright flash appeared from the surrounding trees welcoming the arrival of a feminine apparition. The woman was clad in slivers of light that circled her silhouette, vaguely reminiscent of adoring felines. In elegant steps she made her way towards the waiting figure until the two were mirrored face to face. The woman's encircling light arched gracefully poised for command, as sharp fangs flashed silently, waiting.
In a flurry of movement, white slivers weaved in and out in the blackness of the night dancing as the grass rustled in the breeze. A dark cloud passed over the moon, and in its absence, silence engulfed the suddenly still forest. Auburn locks spread across the ground in flowing ringlets as the figure above bound the shimmering light precariously close to its owner.
"Ahh. It's been a while since I have seen a daughter of the forest. A much appreciated encounter, I must say I was growing rather bored."
The dark figure leaned down slowly to give a ghost of a whisper, stopping dangerously close to the now trapped female's lips. Their breaths mingled in the night as warm puffs of air enveloped the silent rivalry.
"Hmm. Then let me cure you of this boredom. Shall I?"
The musical voice rang in a soft caress, as the female reached up closing the distance between the two figures. A rising heat began to build as the competition for dominance ensued. In a small moment of distraction, the female sensed an opening and seized the opportunity to strike. With a blinding flash the opposing male lay flat on the ground, his limbs taking this opportunity to rest.
"Still bored? I can show you more if you'd like."
The female rose above the idle male as a quick glimmer in her eyes exposed her growing intrigue. A smirk returned her smug look, as the male replied.
"I wouldn't mind repeating that again…. just maybe not the last part. After all I had no idea you daughters possess such skills for pleasing others."
He gave a quick wink, and in an instant black wings stretched out filling the nearly empty clearing.
"I know my company will be missed. However, I think its time for me to take my leave. I sense the dawn will be nearing soon."
A strong blast of wind fanned the female's face as a disapproving look began to color her features. Then with a quick shake of her head she sighed.
"Son of the night, I shall let you go this time. For I am tired and you have disturbed my rest as well."
The winged figure now high in the sky called back one last time.
"Daughter of the forest have no fear for we shall have another encounter once more. Next time we shall see who is more skilled!"
The figure vanished into still dark sky, taking along with it the last of the black remains. Then whole forest shuddered as if to return to its peaceful slumber once more, while slivers of light winked back at the growing daylight.
Wow I must be influenced too much by the things i'm reading. Anyway I just had to get this out of my head, and just in case it wasn't clear, I intended Ryoma to be a vampire and Sakuno to be a forest witch..haha my first attempt at writing in the supernatural genre. Please review they make me very happy!