Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Death and his Huntress ❯ The night life ( Chapter 3 )

A.N

The rest of this story will most likely be written from Hilde's point of view or the narrators. Maybe towards the end you'll hear from Duo's side.

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6:45 p.m

I have never been so frustrated with myself. I could not believe that I just gave into him like a weak child last night! I groaned and punched the punching bag in front of me. Left, right, left, left; right…the same pattern over again. This is one of the only ways I let out my frustrations, knocking the shit out of the sand filled object.

I groaned again, high kicking the bag with my left, then again with my right.

"I'm such a fool!" I spat aloud to myself. I punched the bag several times again; drop kicked it, and then did another series of high kicks. I suddenly lost all my energy and my legs caved in beneath me.

I sat there, on the ground for God only knows how long. My chest was rising and falling rapidly, my pulse was beating hard. "Damnit!" I cursed. I felt so ashamed. I wasn't supposed to enjoy what he had done…but I did. I remembered every detail of how he touched me. How his fingers felt in my hair, how he kissed me and how his eyes held so much lust for me…ahhh…no! I couldn't let him win.

I was raised better than that! I'm the huntress! I am supposed to kill all demons that take lives! But he wasn't hurting you! The voice in my head sang. I shook my head and gently rubbed my temples. So he didn't hurt me, in fact, he promised me that he wouldn't. I groaned again and began to pull myself up from the cold floor.

But why does he want me? If he just wanted my body, he would have taken it along with my innocence…but he didn't. He stopped when I pleaded him to and he was so gentle…ahhh! Stop that thinking Hilde!

I looked at the punching bag that I had been taking my aggressions out on. I don't know if I expected it to jump up and bite me or if I was just being stupid, but I didn't want to look at it. I walked over to a small table a grabbed a bottled water and gulped it down. It cool water was refreshing to my throat and mouth, relaxing my body and relieving my tense muscles.

Finished with the bottle, I threw it away and walked upstairs to my room to take a shower.

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7:18 p.m

I smiled as the hot water poured down my back, soothing all my stress away. It's so amazing how a simple hot shower can relieve all them pain and worry from a person, even for the half hour they're in there. (A.N I'm in the shower for like, an hour and a half!) Sighing, as I looked at all my bath soaps, I finally choose one.

My personal favorite, French vanilla scented. I knew for a fact that the particular scent drives men nuts, why I'll never know. I threw my hair over my shoulder as I applied the soapy and sweet smelling content. I smiled as I felt the warm water rinse over my body, leaving my skin from head to toe soft and smooth.

After applying my usual shampoo and conditioner, I stepped out of the shower. I wrapped my fluffy white towel around my chest and walked into my room. I hummed along with the song on my radio, heading over to my mirror to brush my long hair free of tangles.

"I don't need this bull shit, I won't put up with it any longer, you can, go if you want, close the, door behind you…" I sang happily along with the song. Smiling at my reflection, I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a small denim-hip hugger pants along with a baby blue cotton halter top that had no back and tied around the neck and back (Note: can't wear a bra with that). I went to my top dresser door and chose black panties that tied on the sides (you know it's Victoria).

I changed into my clothes and then walked back over to my mirror to adjust my clothes. By now my dark hair was dry and straightened, my skin soft and sweet smelling, and I was pleased with my appearance. I looked at my watch as I grabbed some necessary items, two sais, my cross necklace, and my favorite silver dagger. My watch said seven thirty, so I should have about an hour till it got dark.

I slipped my dagger in the waistline of my pants, placed the cross around my neck, and held the sais in hand; I walked out the door to my car.

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It's cold. Wait, scratch that, it's freezing! I'm outside hunting, in my backless shirt with no damn coat. I groan and tuck strands of my long hair behind my ear. This is one large disadvantage of being a huntress; you have to go out no matter what to hunt! "Why can't demons ever take a brake?" I asked myself aloud.

Suddenly, a little tingle creeps down my spine. Alarmed and aware, I suddenly stop. I can sense two vampires…hmmm…they're very powerful. I grinned.

The wind blew harder as I felt them get closer, closer…now they were only about twenty feet behind me.

I turn suddenly and they snicker. They are both tall; one has pale blonde hair and the other dark brown. I can sense a lot of arrogance, bruit power and strength radiating from the dark brown. The platinum blonde guy is the same; only I can feel he shows some mercy.

"What are you doing here?" the blonde asked.

I stare at him, confused. He's not being formal…like he knows me? I pull out the sais from my side and twirl and twist them about my hands and fingers, readying myself for a fight. "Do I know you?" I ask teeth clenched.

They stay in the shadows, grinning at me. I can tell from where I stand that he looks about 18 and the brunette beside him about 19. I can smell his cologne, I can also see what they are wearing: black shirt, black baggy pants, and a leather coat, the brunette is wearing something like it, only his shirt is white.

"You should…Hilde"

At first the shock of hearing my own name takes me back a little, but I shake it off and glare at the two vamps. I'm angry. What the Hell? How are all these demons learning my name! I barely even talk with humans, let alone demons!

"Step into light before I kill you." I warn, not the least bit intimated.

He smirks and steps into the dim moonlight.

"Quatre? Your…a..aa…vam..pire..?" I stutter, suddenly I feel sick. I swear someone must have punched me in the stomach. My insides are turning and my legs are going weak. "Quatre?" I whisper angrily

"Yes?" he asked.

"Did you become one willingly?" I ask, clutching my sais tightly. I keep my blue eyes on the ground; I just can't look him in the eyes.

He moves closer to me and the man behind him speaks.

"Yes he did…"

My head flies up. I know that voice! I know that fucking voice so well…and I hate it! Never have I been so angry. I twirl my sais again and run straight at him, disappearing and appearing again to confuse him.

He is fast like always, but I'm no little girl anymore. I was faster. Soundlessly I slit the right side of his face with my weapon, laughing dryly as I watch the blood drip down his face.

"I'm gonna kill you Yuy!" I scream as he touches the side of his face. I grab my dagger and fling it at his heart. He caught it, like I knew he would.

With that distraction, I high kick him with my right foot, back-flipped, then I land myself in a cat like position. Even after all this, my breathing hadn't change, unlike his.

Heero wiped the blood from his face and frowned at me.

"Little girl, we must have a long chat.

"Talk with you, you bastard? I would no sooner do that than rot in Hell!" I snarl, disgust dripping from my words. Heero held my gaze, daring me to accept his challenge. Almost bored, or just completely disgusted with him, I suddenly turn to Quatre.

"And you!" I whisper solemnly.

"You make me sick! A hunter turned vampire willingly! No wonder I haven't seen you for four years." Quatre looked not the least bit hurt. He flicked a piece of his blonde hair from his face, allowing his eyes to settle on my form.

"You can't even imagine the power that comes along with this gift, Hilde. I have always wanted this, you just couldn't see it." He told me, his blue eyes flickering. I can feel the anger boil deep inside my soul, begging to come out; to show him what it means to be a true hunter.

I decide to teach him a lesson, so I begin to walk closer to him. His expression softened and a grin spread across his face. "It seems she is no longer a girl." He says to Heero, taking his eyes off me for a mere second.

I laugh.

"I have never been a girl Winner."

His eyes widen as he notices what I was doing. Clever little me! I had him right where I wanted him. I drive my dagger into him, exactly a half a centimeter above his heart, so I won't kill him. How can I be so precise? I just am.

I hear him yell curses at me, pushing me back to the ground.

"Bitch!" he yells to me. I laugh again. Yah, yah, yah…I know I am. The immortal bitch from Hell, that's me.

I watch as he presses his palm to the hole in his side. I almost feel guilty, I mean, he used to be like my brother. Heero watches as Quatre falls to his knees, eyes wide and panting. "That was not necessary." He says to me coldly.

I glare at him, my eyes narrowing. "It's my job. You're both lucky I won't finish it." Now my senses have begun to calm again, knowing that I have proved my point.

I turn to walk away, my dagger and Sais back in their proper places. I can sense that Quatre has gotten up, still holding his shoulder. I know Heero is glaring at me, most likely with the same coldness and emotionless he has always held. I never could get a real good emotion out of him, never. But now…

"Oh, by the way Heero, Relena's alive."

That's it, his one weakness. I don't even have to look back to see his face. I know exacting what expression is on it. His handsome face has paled, his eyes darkened, and his body tense. Relena is the one woman who could bring him to his knees.

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It must be about one in the morning. And I'm still out here hunting, probably because of him. I'm afraid of running into him again. I sigh and hold myself tight. The night air is no longer cool; it's just cold now. `Only one place left to check…' I think to myself.

Slowly, I begin to walk towards the woods where I first me him. I can almost taste the fear, or is it the excitement as I go nearer. The scent of pine invades my nostrils and it tries to relax my senses, but it fails. So far I cannot see or sense him. But then again, I'm not that deep into the woods. A gust of wind blows my hair right off my shoulders, chilling me to the bone. I shiver.

I almost died when I felt it…a cool, smooth hand sliding across my stomach, causing me to jump. I felt weight against my backside and warm breath on my neck. It was him!

"Hello Hilde."

He whispered into my ear. I could feel my heart begin to race as his hand started to trace circles around my hip. I could barely manage words with this caressing.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, my words just above a whisper.

I feel him grin against my cheek. "Waiting for you." He answers sensually. Duo slowly turned me to face him. God, his beautiful eyes were starring directly at me. It's almost like they're looking into the depths of my soul.

He smirked and lowered his lips to mine, capturing them in a passionate kiss. I gasp and he thrust his tongue into my mouth, tasting me. His tongue fought with mine, brushing the top of my mouth lightly. I moaned and felt him grin against my lips. His hand stopped its gentle tracing and roams down my side. He eased my dagger from the waistline of my pants, along with the Sais.

I almost feel afraid; he's leaving me vulnerable. But it was all pushed away as our kiss breaks. He's looking me in the eye, his hand stopped and resting on my stomach with his body pressed close to my own. "You will be mine…" Duo whispered. I could feel my stomach tightening and my legs going numb.

Duo gripped the sides of my hips tightly as he jerked my lower body closer to his.

"My queen…" he whispered seductively, nipping at my ear. I moaned as he did this, god how I hate myself for being so weak.

He traced the outline of my face softly; placing butterfly kisses on my bottom lip.

I could no longer feel scared of him. He makes me feel safe…oh this is not good.

Duo placed his thumb and forefinger beneath my chin, tilting my chin up to look at him. Smirking sexily, he licked my lips and captured them in a deep and passionate kiss. I feel my knees cave in and my body go weak. He held me there, not letting go.

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