The fog was covering the mountains like a soft, heavenly cover made of cotton. It was starting to get dawn…however the darkness of the night before was still there…it wasn't morning yet… The rough mountains of Transylvania looked like taken out of a children's fairy tale however nothing inside them was like a fairy tale. More likely they seemed to be out of some nightmare. Simple things made the village. Wood and stone with no decorations. The only thing that appeared to be breaking the depressing sight of the small village was the great castle at the top of the hill but that also was now starting to rotten and it was there, more depressing…more monstrous than anything else in that area…because it contained something terrible…it contained sorrow…it contained anger…it contained death… Deep inside the complicated hallways, in the half-darkness of the small candles in it… in a bed there was a woman. She was there but she didn't know why. She was sleeping peacefully in the bed dreaming of something no one will ever know. Her crimson hair was falling on the white pillow…her complexion was softly pale like the moonlight… In another room there is a coffin… the coffin opens slowly only to reveal the man that is sleeping in it. That's right…he is sleeping. However he is not sleeping he eternal sleep all dead should have…the eternal rest. He is just sleeping. His arms are crossed over his chest like a dead man and you can't hear his breathing…but he opened his eyes and sat up! He is dressed in black…with a white shirt and a black cape with red glossy lining made of silk. His handsome features are thin and with great analogies like a pureblood aristocrat. His hair is silk and brown and his eyes were icy-blue and sharp. His complexion was as pale as death himself! He got out of the coffin and licked his lips while a soft red glow appeared in his eyes. He smirked and as his lips drew back, they revealed a pair of white fangs…
He walked without making any sound and got in the room…as if one of the many shadows in it… He slowly licked his lips seeing the girl in the bed that was sleeping peacefully… He leaned over her and slowly and soundlessly sank two sharp fangs in her white neck… The red liquid that came out of the small wound filled his mouth…warm…sweet…getting down his throat into his stomach…
Down in the village a warning bell started to blare…and the macabre sound filled the silence of that morning
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!…
People were running around all over the village.
"Another kill!" they were yelling, "Another victim!"
It was a girl…a young woman…barely nineteen years of age…if not less… Another victim for the beast that was haunting the village…another death…
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!…
And everyone turned his or her head towards the lonely castle…now except the bells there was something else in the air…the macabre and loud sound of an organ! It was tearing the air as if it was coming on death's wings! A requiem coming straight from the castle! The notes were passionate! They hid sorrow and hate! They hid pain and desperation… They hid long shed tears… If someone would have the courage to get in…he could see the same man…sitting in front of the grand pipe organ, having his eyes closed as his long skilled fingers were running on the notes strong and passionate! He seemed to be completely lost in his notes…in his macabre requiem… and his solitude.
And everyone's heart was beating in that rhythm…of the haunting music of death…
And the first morning light came…with death… Snowflakes started to fall softly…
Paris: November 1850
The weather was wet and cloudy as usually. The night was dark…dark with no stars or moon that was hiding behind the clouds. The City of Light wasn't living up to its name that night… A man dressed in black was walking in the streets…slipping in the shadows as if he was one himself… He was all dressed in leather. Black leather. He was wearing black leather pants and tight black leather top and he was finishing his attire with a black, leather trench coat that reached down his ankles. He was wearing a metal belt but…you could say that he was carrying…an arm-factory! He had daggers all around his belt, a pistol-like object that was releasing a gripper with a rope. Also he had other small objects. This man was going to hunt…but his pray wasn't some kind of animal…but a monster! The man was tall and slim with a lean yet hard and muscle body. The tight leather was pointing out every hard muscle on his chest and abs. His hair was quite unusual. It was spiky and tri-colored with magnet tips, black base and bolt-like golden bangs. People who saw him, especially women, would say that he was handsome in a really dark and mysterious way… But the thing that really was attracting women was neither his body nor his hair but his eyes! His eyes were sharp and they gave you the impression that they were looking straight in your soul! And they were a dark, crimson like two pools of melted ruby…like fresh-drawn blood…eyes that were burning like fire! The man's steps were certain and strong. He showed no fear, any hesitation. His leather shoes were tapping softly on the street making a dry sound… The man was like made of darkness…even his mind was dark…with no memories in it…no memories from his childhood, family or first friends…even his name was resembling that…his name was darkness itself…Yami… He walked a little further till he found what was looking for…a corpse in the middle of a dark alley. He walked there and checked the body. It was a young lady and she appeared to be beaten to death…or probably she died first and then someone hit her body with no mercy. He made the sign of cross.
"May Lord take care of your soul…" he whispered
He gathered some bloody dirt with his finger and raised it to his nose. He sniffed. In the metal scent of blood and the bitter of wet soil he smelled something else…he smelled sweat and smoke…
"Got ya!" he thought as he stood up and started running away from the spot.
His instinct leaded him to the Cathedral of Notre Dame. He looked upwards… The Cathedral appeared to be tearing the sky…the clouds were traveling in the sky and now the silver moon was visible behind them, showering everything with its deathly beautiful, heavenly silver. It was magnificent in a scary way… He walked in without hesitation and started to climb the winding, rock stairway towards the belfry. He opened the door slowly and carefully. The place was illuminated only by the dull light from the moon…the bells all around were causing dancing shadows all around. Yami felt no fear…but he knew that he had to be extremely cautious. His steps now changed to small and cautious…slow and soundless… Suddenly a huge green head appeared over him with a great growl! Yami didn't move a single muscle.
"Yo" he simply said as if he didn't care.
The green monster grinned and climbed down from the ceiling joists.
"Surprised to see me…?" he said with a mocking tone.
"Not at all" Yami said coldly. "But I confess that I am not used to having replacements to the monsters I take down"
The green giant burst out laughing for a couple of seconds.
"I have no idea what you're talking about"
"You're not him! You are not the Hunchback. I know it. I saw him dying with my own two eyes. And as far as I remember…he wasn't green when I was cutting his head off…"
The green monster made a pained expression mockingly.
"That hurt…Hunter of Darkness…"
"I am still getting used to the title…"
The giant chuckled again.
"So…" he jumped on the joists again, "Will you kill me…? Oh no…what did I do…?" he was saying sarcastically making a fake scared child's voice.
"You killed…you slaughtered, five women, two men, three children…"
"…And a passing by dog!" the green giant scoffed.
"Because you are trying to copy your…ancestor…" Yami said.
The giant hanged from the joist and brought his face close to Yami's.
"Everyone has…a purpose…"
"Well the…I am sorry cause mine…is going to stop yours!"
With a swift move that was hard to notice even with your eyes, Yami drew out two daggers, just in time I must add, because the green giant had already rushed on him! He jumped back avoiding him doing a perfect turn in the air to land back on his feet. The giant jumped on the joists again. Yami span the two daggers in his hands with skill that would envy even the best hunter in the world and then he attacked again, throwing one of them to the green giant. He made a cut at his right side. The monster growled and then attacked again. Yami leaped high in a way that you could say that it was not human and after passing over the almost three meter high giant he landed on his feet and he kicked again and again. The giant hit a wall, that crumbled under his huge maze and a bell fell from its position leaving its metal, loud sound before crumbling the wooden floor below and fall, God knows where!
"Some people say you are a demon Yami!" the giant yelled.
"Please…I do not accept criticism from people who even bleed with green blood!"
Then Yami leaped in the ceiling and grabbing the joists he climbed up like he was indeed a demon…or a cat! His moves were so accurate and he was making them with the easiness normal people had in order to walk! He climbed out and the next moment monster and demon-man were outside at the top of Cathedral.
"Well, well, well…what a romantic place…"
The giant was mocking him again. The bleeding didn't seem to bother him!
"I think you'll find the view quite spectacular!"
The monster hit him and if he was another person, Yami would definitely be one with the stones at the base of the Cathedral, but Yami was not such kind of man! He grabbed the edge and using his hands got himself thrown in the sky and landed right behind the green monster!
"After you, please!" he commented before kicking again
The green giant seemed ready to fall but unfortunately he wasn't an easy opponent either and controlled his fall and tried to kick Yami out again! Yami was now at the edge of the Cathedral again and he was keeping a great balance. Another dagger whistled in the air and got stabbed in the giant's green flesh. The monster's cry echoed in the dead of night and the moon above their heads seemed to have stopped to see who would win… The monster was now under the influence of its animalistic rage and rushed upon Yami…And Yami fell… At the last moment he drew out the pistol with the grabbed and released it! The metal hand grabbed the wall and then he was able to pull himself up again as if he flew in the night sky… and he landed behind the creature again! He threw a dagger…and another one and another and then he drew his pistol and shoot again and again… The wounded beast fell for good this time… It let out a long cry before crushing on the stone street at the base of the Cathedral. Yami looked down, while he was standing at the edge again and did the sign of cross with his hands.
"May God spare your soul…" he mumbled
He clenched his teeth and drew out of his chest pocket a small, square alcohol bottle. He took a good swing of the strong booze and growled. He was supposed to catch him alive! Now another monster had died…and all the crushing sounds and the howling had drawn attention. People gathered around the torn body…that after it crushed, it had returned back to its original form…that of an average man! He gulped down another big sip watching people gathering around the dead body of the ex-giant. A man of those that gathered there, looked up only to see Yami's black silhouette with background the dull moon that was still playing with the clouds!
"Yami! You're a monster!" he screamed in the sky towards him.
More heads turned to him…more eyes glowed with disgust and fear…and anger…
"Time to go…"
Yami jumped from his place and ran in the Cathedral. He easily slipped in the shadows and avoided the crowd and…after some time he was on his black strong stallion riding away with speed and determination out of Paris…taking one swing from his bottle once in a while… Above him the moon was still playing hide and seek with the clouds as the night was moving… And he was riding away…as if he hadn't spent hours of fighting, searching or without sleep… His crimson eyes seemed as if they were really liquid blood under the moonlight… The horse's hooves were digging the ground underneath him! His spiky hair was waving with the air…and the trench coat was waving after him…the leather glowing with the moonlight…along with the silver glow of the metal objects on his belt…his many weapons…
The job was done…
Next stop…Vatican…
Here is the second chapter too! I hope you like it! Yup! We have Yami here!
First things first! The woman appearing first, with Dracula Seto is OC of a friend of mine that asked me to put her in my story!
Her name is Heather. Well as for why she was in the castle...don't ask me!
Obviously it was too early and no one actually believed that their ex-earl would come back to life!
The reqeiem playing here was inspired by Davy Jones Organ Theme
Now hundreds of years after here is Yami! Yami is something like Van Helsing in here! And yes he appears to be an alcoholic! Lets say that his life is...rather hard! You'll see more about him soon!
The giant was inspired by Hulk! Yes the fight scene was inspired by Van Helsing movie but the green giant is not the original monster! The first one is supposed to be killed by Yami long ago!
Thanks for reading and please Review!