Vampire Hunter D: Double Fangs-Section 3
Ash and Crista came back to the town with Don. Many questions were asked about the mysterious boy. Ash smiled and said that they had adopted the boy since he was kidnapped by mad men and had no one. The townspeople accepted Don, though they did not know his true form till Ash revealed it seven years later.
“You let a Dhampir into this village?” The mayor exclaimed furious at the betrayal. “Not only that, but raised him with our children.” Replied one of the mothers. Crista stood her ground, “Enough!” The crowd went silent, watching her. “He has been nothing but kind, honest and loyal to us. He is a Dhampir yes, but he’s more human than vampire. He has never drunk blood and has given you no reason to fear him. I am proud to call him my son.” Ash nodded, this was one of the reasons why he fell in love with Crista. Ash stood beside her, “Don is my son, and a damn good hunter. He has hunted down vampires without thinking twice about it. He is here for the people, for us. If any of you think otherwise, you will have to go through me first.”
The crowd muttered for a time to their selves debating on the event. A young girl walked out from the crowd, she was in a grey cloak, a white shirt and skirt and wearing a red scarf around her neck. Her wavy brown hair bouncing in the wind as she approached Don and his parents. “You don’t have to convince me, I know Don is a good man. He has saved many of us from creatures and the vampires. He, is not a monster as you believe him to be.” She put her hand on Don’s chest over his heart and turned to the crowd. “His heart is pure, like an innocent child’s. He won’t betray his human half, I believe that.” Don smiled at her, “Mika….” She smiled back at him. “For the people of Suterareta, Don, I invoke you to take an oath on this day. To always protect the innocent from the clutches of evil, to follow your pure heart for it will never lead you wrong. To remind you of your oath from today…” Mika announced, taking off her scarf and wrapping it around his neck. “This scarf is the symbol of your promise to humanity, to the innocent lives you protect. Keep to your oath forever Don.” Don looked at the townspeople who were keenly watching, his eyes locked with Mika’s. –Thank you Mika- Turning back to the crowd, he cried out, “I will, I will take the solemn oath to protect the innocent. I can prove to you that I am human; I will become the guiding light, the warmth of day in the darkest night. From today, I am your Day Guardian. Protector and light of the innocent.”
Mika’s heart soared at his resolve to become the guardian that the world needed. Watching the crowd’s anger die out completely and seeing hope restored in their eyes, Mika smiled. Don, is very special, he has the power to bring peace to conflicts. Though she knew the beast inside him was just below the surface, how it sneers at the humans and their way of life. She had seen its eyes and intent for blood once, when Don rescued her from boys who were trying to take advantage of her. He didn’t kill them but severely beat them; his eyes flickered red many times from the anger and smell of blood.
After the boys ran off, she was alone with him, watching him struggle with the vampire inside of him. The smell of blood urging him to feed, his fangs bared at full and eyes glowing blood red. Fear did enter her mind as she approached him, her hand outstretched. He turned, eyes widened but not in surprise but fear, he screamed at her to get away from him. She didn’t, instead she held him close despite his efforts to push her off. “I’m not afraid of you Don, you can’t run from this. I know people don’t understand Dhampirs but I don’t believe you are a monster. You are stronger than the vampire, I know deep inside you have a kind heart. You are not alone in this world, you have your parents and you have me.” She kissed him softly on the cheek. “Come back Don, it’s alright.” It was that simple gesture that tamed the beast inside of him. Mika remembered how tightly he held her that night, thanking her for saving him from himself. Seeing him stand before the town now made her proud and full of joy, he is conquering the demon within him and maybe one day, he will be free.
Three years passed since his resolution to serve the humans, Don became well known just like his parents. They had passed away during one of their hunts, a powerful vampire noble named Rasputin slaughtered them. The world knew Don as Day Guardian, a bounty hunter with extreme strength and the power to make children’s heartfelt, unselfish wishes come true. Taking up a bounty mission in Reikoku City, Don’s path would take another unexpected turn.
Galloping across the sandy plains of the Devil’s Valley, Don could see the city of Reikoku along the horizon. The sun beat down on him and his white horse cruel and merciless. Being a Dhampir meant that he would suffer from sun sickness but unlike many before him, he could put up with travelling in the sun for long periods of time. He could last months if needed, but that of course was not including injuries. Still resisting his thirst for blood became harder and harder every month. No, every day was a battle against his inner demon. His mare neighed noticing that her rider was distracted, Don looked down at her. “What is it Stella? What’s wrong girl?” Stella picked up speed taking a hard turn to the right, dodging a stream of silver arrows. Don narrowed his eyes and unsheathed his sword, the wind caught his cloak and scarf as Stella reared threatening the intruders. Three men stood before them, Bounty hunters. “You have no business here Dhampir…” Spoke the blond haired man who had a bandana tied to his head and wore brown rugged vest. He sported a heavy cannon machine gun that had been modified to also shoot arrows. Don, examined the other two. The middle one was shorter, stocky and brutish. He had a belt of grenades across his chest and held two hardy pistols; the last one looked to be the most challenging. Though he stood tall and thin, his demeanor held a strong threatening atmosphere. Eyeing his long sword, Don knew that he would be the worthiest opponent.
Stella, clearly not impressed dug at the ground with her hoof. Braying and stomping slightly, warning them along with Don’s quiet glare. “Turn back now Dhampir”
Don chuckled, “I don’t think so, you see I do have business here and I don’t plan on handing you my job.” The bounty hunters gnashed their teeth together and open fired. Stella fled from the storm of bullets as Don flipped himself off her back and into the air. Facing the men his blue eyes glowed and he swung his sword releasing a wave of strong wind to hit the sandy ground and cause a minor dust storm. He landed on the ground running quickly behind them, the swordsman turned and their swords collided. He had sensed Don coming, engaging in standoff with their blades. Both pressed their swords against the other blade, testing the strength of their opponent. Don, turned his blade down and flicked the man’s sword away slashing across the man’s chest. The other two men finally were able to see from the sand cloud and started firing on Don again. Darting away, Don flipped and side stepped their bullets before propelling himself at the brutish man. Kicking him in the chest and breaking his ribs, causing him to be flung backwards several feet against the ground. He then turned and grabbed the other man flinging him down and putting his foot on his chest pointing his sword at his face.
“Back off if you know what’s good for you. I don’t want to have to kill you because of your ignorance and stubborn attitude. I make my own path, no one dictates it. Get it scum? You have no idea who you are talking to do you?” Don said sternly. He looked up at Don, “I know who you are Day Guardian. We don’t want your kind here.” Don scoffed, “Well too bad, I don’t think you are in any position to voice your opinion after attacking me.” He pressed his sword against the man’s neck. “Tough luck pal. I don’t have time to waste on you; I got a bigger fish to fry.” With that said Don released him from his foot and walked back to Stella. Growling in annoyance the man flung a switch blade at Don. Whipping around Don parried, the blade away smirking at the man. “Nice try”, he replied then mounted Stella trotting into the town. –Hunters….never change.-
Holding the reins close with one hand, he patted Stella and stroked her white mane. “You did good girl". People watched as Don passed them, this was a usual event but it still made Don uneasy knowing that they were silently judging him. –It shouldn’t be long to gain their trust as long as no hunters open their yaps- He pulled lightly at Stella’s reins and paused at the sheriff’s building. –Should probably say hello for decency.- He sighed, and slide off Stella letting her stand without being strapped to a pole like many of the other horses.
The building was made of red brick and had a wood porch, there was a guard sitting on the bench watching the townspeople and every so often watched Don from the corner of his eye. Don pulled his scarf close and tighter to his neck and face before pushing the door open, sliding inside.