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myOtaku.com: Cheza the slayer
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Monday, February 21, 2005
Awakening: Chapter Three
Okay guys its back in its original view (Deru's) alright? Sorry I just didn't want to have any confusion between character perspectives
***Chapter 3*********************
A beam of light shining on my face woke me up the next morning. It was way too early to be waking up but for some reason I felt like I had been sleeping for more than the whole night.
Then it occurred to me......
I wasn't in my house.
This wasn't my room.
And that....was bad
I tried to remember what happened last night but it was no use. I couldn't remember anything that happened, how I got here, who I was with. I sigh knowing that Laura will have my head for not coming home to take that stupid job.
I sat up, got out of bed, and attempted to stretch my arms. Only to drop to the ground in pain clutching my shoulder; I look towards it trying to figure out why it hurt so much.
It was bandaged.
....I didn't do that
Suddenly memories of last night ran through my brain, me getting stabbed, going to a nightclub....and that guy.
Who was that guy?
I walk slowly down the hallway hoping not to run into any dead ends. Eventually I walk into a room of what looks like a kitchen.
And sitting at the counter is a man...in his boxers and a t-shirt....eating.....Cheerios.
That is really weird
The good thing was it wasn't the guy who had stabbed me so there wasn't any of that lovely awkward silence that I hate.
The bad news was...
I had no idea who he was
"Your awake, awesome" the guy says with a smile on his face. This guy was starting to freak me out more than he already was.
"Um yeah, I'm sorry but who are you?" I ask as politely as one can ask another when they don't know who they are. He looked up at me (before he was looking at his Cheerios)
"Oh sorry I forgot to introduce myself" he stands up and walks over to me "My name's Kite, I'm the one that bandaged your arm after Spike stabbed you, honestly I have to say it was pretty hard, you kept on moving" which was exactly the thing I wanted to know (sarcasm is great isn't it?)
"Okay then thank you I think" I reply while sitting down
Kite walks away for a minute then comes back fully dressed. I really didn't notice he was gone; I was more interested in Spike (apparently that was the name of the guy who attacked me). For example, why wasn't he here?
"You okay?" Kite asks me with a concerned look on his eyes. I snapped out of what I was thinking of and quickly start to examine Kite (I never really got a good look at him before)
He looked about twenty three or so, he had dark blonde hair with bangs that went just past his eyebrows. His eyes were more of a deep blue...I looked into them for a moment. They were full of sadness, and fear. I think this guy knew something that I didn't know, and that really bothers me
"Yeah I'm fine thanks for asking" I say half-heartedly. I had only met this guy for ten minutes and already I had about a million questions to ask him
Kite walks to the fridge getting out some drinks, he makes a gesture towards me apparently asking if I wanted one but I said no.
Kite sighs "He didn't tell you his name did he?"
Wow, I guess I was so into the questions I wanted to ask that I forgot that Spike hadn't even told me his name.
This was okay, even though he knew mine I don’t even think he thinks that’s my name considering I wasn’t a vampyre
"No he didn't, but that’s okay" I reply with a smile "I was more concerned about staying alive at the moment so it didn't really matter anyway" my smile turns into a frown. Kite's looking at me like I've done something to him, something really bad.
Honestly it feels like he's trying to make me set myself on fire with the death glare that he's giving to me.
His eyes move slowly down from my eyes, to my left hand. It was burning for some reason. I didn't care though, I always felt a pain in that hand for some reason, especially at night when I was asleep.
"So your Deru Ikau right?" Kite finally breaks the silence and looks back toward my eyes
"er yeah, how did you know that" I ask in response
"Spike talked about you before he left, said that you were some vampyre that he had to hunt down" Kite scratches his forehead, causing his hair to get from messy, to worse "You can imagine my shock when he brought you in asking me to stitch up a wound that he caused"
"Yeah well there was nothing I could do I'm sorry, but anyway, why isn't he...I mean Spike here" I ask
"He's a Vampyre slayer, so he's doing his job and going out to the graveyards and making sure that those bloody vampyres don't get out again" Kite replies. Wait a minute
Spike was a vampyre slayer?!
"You mean-"
"Yep, you know once in every generation a slayer is born to protect our world from the demons and blah, blah" Kite says with a flat tone
"Wow I didn't know that" I say in amazement. I have never seen a slayer, but normally they're female.
Actually they're always female
"Then that would make him the first" I say before getting interrupted
"The first ever male vampyre slayer to walk this earth" Kite says, he knew a lot about this kinda thing
We both pause for a moment, Kite never being able to take his eyes off my left hand (which was seriously starting to freak me out) and me, staring at his messy blonde hair, I liked it for some reason, it reminded me of someone I met a long time ago but I can't remember who it was....
"Listen, Spike's not gonna be back for awhile, and you probably need to get some sleep so you can just take his room for now okay?" Kite asks, once more breaking the silence
I look at his eyes once more, he was trying not to look at me for some reason, he knew something for sure and as much as I wanted to figure it out, I couldn't unless I knew him better. So defeated, I walk toward where Kite said Spike's room was. I was tired, but I just had so many questions that I could tell he didn't want to answer.
I lie down on Spike's bed and massage my shoulder carefully...
I still can't believe he stabbed me
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