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Seeking Revenge... [Yuna&MysticSparxman's 1x1]




It came as a surprise to Dante when Trinity told him that she actually believed him when he had told her that he was in fact a Daywalker. Of course, it was something that had come as both a shock and a surprise to him, and Dante had absolutely no idea as to what it really meant. He had no idea that the fact he was a Daywalker meant he was somehow related to the very first Daywalker. Dante didn’t know this, but the one who turned him had known this. It could even have been the reason that the vampire who had turned him had chosen to turn him in the first place. Unfortunately for Dante, he never learned of any of this. The vampire who turned him had not informed him of the fact that being a Daywalker was somewhere in his heritage. The vampire had been killed by another hunter before he had the chance to tell Dante any of this. All Dante knew was that he was a vampire who was able to go out in the daylight, and it was still something he had trouble getting his head around, especially when he thought so much about all of the other vampires who could only come out during the night. He had been turned during the night, so Dante really had no reason to believe in Daywalkers. The only place he had ever heard of Daywalkers was in the movies.

To Dante, it seemed as if Trinity knew a fair amount about vampires, so he was curious as to what else she might know. Now, he didn’t know whether she would tell him all that she knew. He was hoping that she would, but he just couldn’t be sure if she would or not. There again, he was going to have to ask her first, and he didn’t even know how that was going to go. Of course Dante did think he would ask her at some point, but then he also realised he would have to pick the right time too. He found it hard not to laugh as she had asked him if he was purposely trying to do things to piss her off. Dante wasn’t intentionally trying to piss her off, because he was sure she would have known it if he was. If he was pissing her off, then it was by mere coincidence that he was managing it. Dante was about to say something to her in response to what she had said to him, but then before he had the chance, she had tossed her quiver over her back, feigned a shot at him and bolted for the door.

Dante hadn’t really realised that she had feigned a shot, so he had attempted to dodge the feigned shot. It only irritated him further when he came to realise that she hadn’t fired an arrow off at him at all. Quickly shooting a glance over his shoulder, he saw her at the bedroom door, flinging it open. Suddenly, his eyes changed back to that crimson red colour they had been when he had been fighting her in the alleyway, and he turned on his heel and dashed after her. He was out of the door within a matter of seconds, and he was chasing her down the hallway. With his additional speed, it didn’t take him too long to catch her at all, and as he came up behind her, Dante leapt clear over her head and landed a few feet in front of her. He turned around to face her and as he did, his arm came out in front of him. Dante reached out and grabbed her shirt and lifted her off her feet before turning to the wall and slamming her up against the wall. He didn’t slam her against the wall hard, but at the same time, it wasn’t soft either. Looking up into her eyes, he narrowed his own eyes before growling at her. ”Look, I’m not purposely trying to piss you off, but you’re wasting no time at all in pissing me off.” He growled once more as he had said this to her. ”I try to be nice and civilized to you, but here you are throwing it right back in my face.” He pulled her off from against the wall and pulled her closer to him so that his face was only inches from her own, and even as he did this, her feet were still dangling off the ground. ”Don’t make me regret the decision not to kill you, or would you like me to be like the rest of those vampires out there?” He asked her in a curious tone.
 


The lack of footsteps had, for a while, suggested it had work. This was partly true. For maybe a few seconds, it had indeed caught Dante offguard. But soon, moreso than Trinity had desired, he landed in front of her. By the time she had begun to try to halt herself from running into him, she felt herself back in the air; after having been shoved into the wall. A low groan and a sigh left as she found herself looking back into crimson eyes again. Like this, she wouldn't have nearly enough time to even try to notch an arrow; so her hand remained by her sides.

Exhaling deeply through her nose, she stared back into the crimson hues. She remained silent, trying to gather her thoughts first. It wasn't till she was certain she had them that she began speaking. "I have no qualms with the teaching. But the forcing to remain to learn of it and halt my lifestyle to do so? That is where I draw the line." Her eyes rolled at the last question, another soft scoff leaving. "....It's not really my call in the end, is it? I'll tell you that I'll say what any sane person would; no. But there lies the problem ... it doesn't really matter much in the end. The call, when all is said and done, is up to you."

Her heart began racing again. She was not - if her rebellious attitude didn't hint it well enough - used to being handled like this. Not even handled ... dominated. She was used to winning ... and right now, it was really pissing her off. Letting her first words sink in, she added, "Since you were human once, put yourself in my shoes; regardless of whether you're a hunter or not. Would you seriously be fine with being forced to remain and cease your habits? All because of one person asking you to? If you can say yes and be honest about it .... well .... different upbringings then. Something of the like. But I'm used to doing things certain ways, my ways. Is it not somewhat the same with yourself?"
 


As he stared into Trinity’s eyes with her face still only inches from his own, he thought about what she had said to him. He wasn’t really going to admit it to her, but there was a part of him that did think that she did make some sense with what she was saying to him. Dante fell silent as he was thinking about what she was saying to him. He looked away from her, growling a little bit in the process. She makes a few good points….damnit. He growled a little more as this thought raced through his mind. Dante really was beginning to wonder what had been going through his mind when he had decided to bring her back home with him.

Suddenly, he turned the focus of his attention back to her once more. ”You say you have no qualms with the teaching, but how do you suppose I teach you if you do not remain here? If you do not remain here, it is going to make teaching you very difficult.” He kept her suspended in the air, but held his arm, moving her face away from his. ”You don’t wish for me to halt your lifestyle, so what exactly do you propose?” He asked in a somewhat curious tone. He didn’t really know what she might suggest, but there was something telling him that she was going to suggest that he let her go. Of course this was something that he wasn’t really willing to do. Not just yet anyway.

Eventually though, Dante lowered his arm and released his grip on Trinity’s shirt when her feet had touched the ground once more. He sighed deeply to himself, closing his eyes in the process and looking down to the ground for a few moments. When he focused on her once more, he opened his eyes and they had returned to their icy blue colour once more. ”I believe I am able to understand what you are saying Trinity, but when I was turned, I was forced to cease my normal habits.” He shook his head a moment later, placing both of his hands on his hips. ”I wasn’t happy with it, but I didn’t have much of a choice in the matter. I had to learn how to be a vampire….and it did take some learning. There are still things I don’t understand, and I was turned just over one year ago. I still can’t figure out why I don’t get burned by the sunlight. I know I’m a Daywalker, but I don’t know why or how. The one who turned me was going to tell me about why I’m a Daywalker, but he was killed by a hunter before he had the chance.” He did have a genuine look of confusion on his face as he had been saying this to her. He really didn’t understand how or why he had become a Daywalker. ”So I meant it when I told you that I’m not like many other vampires.” Dante took a step back from her and let his hands fall to his sides once more. ”I can understand how you might be used to doing things your own way, just as I am used to doing things my own way too. What exactly are you suggesting then?”
 


Her head shook in defeat as she sighed. "I ... I'm not sure. Admittingly, I have been trying to figure a way to compromise that but .... " Her fists clenched as she let her body and head now completely relax in his hand, totally surrendering to him. "... Never mind it. I'm being stupid, I know. But given my own circumstances can you overly blame my slight paranoia? I had to grow up ... faster than I should have. And in the midst of that, I ultimately gave up my childhood. So I haven't been able to relax .... do anything like that for a while .... "

Finally her feet felt the ground once again. Her head remained gazing down as her body and head leaned against the portion of the wall behind her. Her eyes quickly met hers, however, as he admitted to not understanding what a Daywalker truly was; especially in origins. A playful smirk crossed her face. "....You sure it's you who will be teaching me? Really though? You don't know the origins of Daywalkers?" Wrapping a strand of hair around her finger a few times, she nodded up towards the room he had shown her to. "Here ... I'll explain in there."

Going back up the steps, she set her quiver and bow down beside the bed. Letting her body - now definitely more sore than it had been in a while fall, she looked up while lying on her stomach. "Before I go too far into detail ... do you at least know of either of these names? Vladimir the Impaler or Dracula, though a bit more the latter?"
 



Dante found himself thinking about what she had said to him as she had mentioned having to grow up very fast. Of course he was sure she was referring to the fact she had lost her family, even though he had no idea what age she must have been when her family had been taken from her. Despite the fact he was a vampire himself, he was able to understand the hatred she must have felt towards them for what they had taken from her. It explained just why she had chosen to become a vampire hunter after all. There was a part of him that did feel bad for her, what with having to grow up faster than she would have liked, and also having to give up her childhood as she had put it. It was something that gave Dante time to think. It gave him something to think about.

He tilted his head to the side slightly after he had followed her back into the room he had shown her not so long ago. After following her inside, he closed the door once again and made his way over to the bed. Once there, he sat down on the edge of the bed and shifted his position a little bit, pulling his legs up and underneath him. As he did this, he turned in Trinity’s direction, thinking over the question she had asked him. He laughed a little bit before nodding his head to her question. ”Of course I know who Vladimir the Impaler or Dracula are. Every vampire knows those names. Vladimir the Impaler….or Dracula as I’m sure he is better known…..he is the first vampire. I think he was the first pure blooded vampire, or so I have been told.” He lightly scratched the top of his head as he looked over in her direction. Of course he had no idea what this had to do with him being a Daywalker, but he was sure that he was about to find out.

Shifting once again, Dante crossed his legs in front of him. ”I know who Dracula is….but what exactly does he have to do with being a Daywalker?” He asked in a somewhat curious tone. Dante paused momentarily as a small smile formed on his face. ”If you are able to teach me what my sire could not….about Daywalkers, then maybe I would be able to help you in some way. I know it might be too late now, but maybe I would be able to help you recapture some of that childhood you were forced to give up when you were younger. I don’t know how I would be able to help you with this, but it is something at least, and maybe we would be able to come to some sort of a compromise for all of this. I will not stop you from hunting on the condition that I would accompany you.” He spoke in a slightly softer tone as he had no idea what she was going to make of this suggestion. ”Does that sound any better than before?”
 


"It ... is definitely a start. Though ... powerful as you are, last I checked you don't really have the ability to reverse time. That would be the easiest way to gain back my childhood. That ... can be worked on later." How did he know of Dracula but not that he was the first Daywalker? That had been one of the very first things that had made him so very terrifying and significant. She hadn't thought it was a hidden fact; but maybe it depended on where one even looked for such information. Some sources probably did conceal that fact better than others. Pushing herself off her stomach, she sat in Indian style, still being careful all the while.

"He wasn't just the first vampire. He was, supposedly, killed after he went nuts from his wife's death. They checked his coffin a bit after ... it was empty. Like he had revived himself. But more importantly than that fact, I bring him up because he was the very first Daywalker. No one knows exactly how he got this ability ... but knowing he seemed to 'revive' himself .. I think there's a link between that event. So ... since you were turned by someone whom was a Daywalker you, in a way, have some of Dracula's inheritance; more likely than not."

She studied him carefully, nodding a bit before continuing. "I don't have proper tools on me to ensure that. But going by what you've told me thus far ... that's what it sounds like. However, unlike Vladimir, your side is most definitely more controlled. Mainly - and likely - from the fact you were turned and not born a natural vampire." She then looked up, realizing technically Vladimir hadn't been either. Though, he let himself become one, especially after his wife's murder. So, in her eyes, he was close enough to it anyways.


Dismissing the technicality, she looked back up to Dante. "That help you figure yourself out a bit more? And, at that matter, anything else you're confused on? May as well get anything else you don't know or understand out of the way."
 

Sitting on the bed, Dante listened intently as Trinity explained to him about Dracula. Sure, he had heard the tale about Dracula, but he had never really thought too much about it. Dante definitely didn’t think it had meant that Dracula would have become the very first Daywalker. There again, it had been a long time since he had heard anything about Dracula. The only time he had heard anything about him was when the vampire who turned him had told him about Dracula. Dante remembered how his sire had told him how Dracula held quite some significance to what Dante had become. Of course Dante had been curious about this, and he remembered asking his sire about this, but the one who turned him went on to tell him that he would tell Dante about it all later. Unfortunately for him, he never did get round to telling him about it as a week or so later, he was killed by a hunter, so he never had the chance to tell Dante about it.

It was why he appreciated what Trinity was telling him, and he shifted on the bed once more, sitting with his legs in front of him, stretching them out in front of him in the process. He waited until she had finished talking, and then he thought over what she had said to him before responding. There did seem to be a slightly confused expression on his face, especially when he thought about what she had said to him last. ”Okay, well despite the fact I’m a vampire, I’m going to admit that I never really knew that Dracula was the very first Daywalker. I had heard tales about him, but that’s really about it. I still find it hard to believe that I could have some of Dracula’s inheritance, considering I was turned.” To him, it really didn’t make too much sense, but he did try making sense of it, no matter how hard it seemed to be. ”I cannot seem to understand how it is possible that my side would be more controlled considering I was turned. I would have thought that a natural born vampire would have had more control than one who was turned. This all seems very difficult to understand….it really does.” He was trying to understand what she was telling him, but he wasn’t having much luck. It was making him wish that the one who had turned him had been there to explain it all to him. Still, it didn’t stop him from feeling grateful for the information that Trinity was sharing with him.

It was after this that Dante started to think about what else Trinity had been saying to him. He couldn’t seem to think of anything else that he may not have been able to understand. ”Hmm, well I can’t think of much else that I can’t really understand.” Dante paused for a moment before raising a finger into the air. ”Oh…wait, there is something.” He said to her. ”Do you know whether the one who turned me would have known that I would have become a Daywalker like he was? Or is it something that would have been in my genes even as a human?” He lightly tapped his chin with his finger for a few moments more as a thoughtful expression formed on his face. ”Since I’m sure that vampires seem to pick who they turn and who they don’t, what exactly is it that determines if a vampire becomes a Daywalker? After all, I do not know any other vampires who are Daywalkers other than the one who turned me, and he was killed by a hunter, so as far as I know…..I’m the only one….that I know of.”
 


"There is a lot not many know of Dracula, even to this day. So it's fair enough. Not all of the sources hint or mention he was a Daywalker or even how he got that way. It's as much of a mystery as how he 'revived' himself at all. Well .... think of it this way. If you took the Daywalker aspect, the genes of Dracula also could have gone into your system from when you got bitten." Her head quickly shook no on the 'control' issue. "One would think that yes it should be easier; but it isn't always. Lycans are proof of that. Even on full moons, not all have full control of their ... feral side, per se. And with your senses being keen ... I'm pretty sure quite a few things are more tempting than usual to a normal human."

Pulling a small bottle of perfume out, she tilted her head back and sprayed her neck with it. "Like ... now for example. You can smell not only the perfume; but the smell is, I'm certain, stronger to you than it is to me. All I can really get is the vanilla scent ... but you probably can go beyond just that. And due to the location ... blood also. True or not? Assuming true, then .... go on and focus on the blood part for a bit. Tell me how it smells to you."

Going quiet to let him answer, she added softly, "....Did you even get enough? From ... that other woman? Or did you just try to rush it? Because ...." Her head lowered as she shook it quickly. "...Never mind. Anyways ... whomever turned you knew there was a good chance, for sure. There is, with pretty much anything, a chance it can fail and you don't even get that. But ...." She tapped her fingers upon the bed, trying to figure out how to explain it.

After some contemplation, she nodded and resumed. "Well ... Daywalker genes are probably one of the more - for those whom have them - dominant than not. So it'd increase the chances of you inheriting it even though you were originally human. Does any of what I said make some sense to you?"
 


It surprised Dante as to just how much Trinity really seemed to know about Dracula and vampires in general. Still, it did make him wonder how she knew so much, it really did. Dante didn’t really know if vampire hunters were required to know so much, as she was really the first vampire hunter that he had encountered. Normally he did what he could to avoid them, so he didn’t really know what they may or may not have known. He was listening to everything that she was telling him, and he kept his attention fixed solely on her as he watched her pull out a bottle of perfume and spray it onto her neck. It didn’t take long for the scent of her perfume to hit him, and she certainly was right about one thing. It definitely was stronger for him. He sniffed the air for a few seconds, picking up on the scent of her perfume a little more. It was after this that he did what she suggested about focusing on the scent of her blood instead. Tilting his head a little bit as he looked at her, he raised an eyebrow before nodding his head. Afterwards, he moved closer to her on the bed, and the closer he got, the stronger the scent of the perfume got. When he got to her on the bed, he leaned in closer to her and sniffed at her neck, his nose brushing against the skin of her neck for a few seconds. Dante closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, pulling away a few seconds later.

After he had pulled away, he shifted back on the bed and returned to where he had been sitting before. Dante turned his attention back to Trinity as soon as he was sitting where he had been before. ”Your blood…..it smelt…..sweet, really sweet.” He said to her. ”But I was also able to pick up on the vanilla from your perfume. Combined with the sweet smell of your blood, it really did smell quite pleasant.” He smiled and nodded his head as he thought about the way her blood has smelled to him. It was as he was thinking about her blood that he felt glad that he had fed on the redheaded woman back in the alleyway, because he knew that if he hadn’t fed on her, the chances were likely he would have fed on Trinity’s sweet blood. Dante placed his hands behind him and leaned back a little bit, pulling his knees up to his chest in the process. ”Oh, and to answer your other question.” He started off. ”Yes, I did get enough blood from the woman back in the alleyway. I didn’t try to rush, but I didn’t think to keep my hand covering her mouth. I’m sure that’s how you heard her, isn’t it?” He paused for a moment, wondering why she was asking in the first place. ”Why do you ask anyway?” He asked in a somewhat curious tone. ”Are you afraid I am going to want to feed on you?”

Again Dante shifted on the bed, this time he shifted so that he was able to lay on his stomach. As he laid on his stomach, he propped his chin up in his hands as he looked back over to Trinity. ”So, are you saying it’s possible that the one who turned me….he searched for me before turning me? Are you saying I was supposed to become a vampire?” Dante didn’t really want to think that it was in his destiny to become a vampire. It wasn’t really something that he had imagined he would become at some point in his life. This made Dante think for a few moments. ”I can’t imagine myself doing such a thing, but if I were to ever turn someone, does that mean they would also become a Daywalker like me?” Even if that were the case, Dante knew that he would never get to the point where he would turn someone. He only ever took enough when he would feed from someone, so there was no chance that he would go as far as to turn someone, even if he did know that he would turn them into a Daywalker, just like he was. ”Vampires….are they able to pick up on the Daywalker gene?” He asked curiously. ”And how do you know so much about Dracula and vampires in general anyway?”
 


For the ... third time she believed now, he got close to her neck again. This time, however, as he approached it wasn't fear that overtook her. More like ... excitement, arousal even which ... confused her a bit. She had only just met him, why was she of all people beginning to give into temptation so fast? True, he was definitely handsome enough ... but when it had been only a matter of hours. Shaking her head at both herself - and Dante - she looked down slowly. "Not afraid, no. I was going to offer ... because I know it's not really good for you all to rush. Even if you usually have control ... sometimes you can lose that for much longer than a few minutes. One of the worst - and easiest - ways for this to happen is lack of blood."

Her hand tilted. "Well ... honestly, I doubt he put that all into the equation. And it didn't help I never got to meet him. However, I could be wrong; he may have been seeking out someone whom would be likely to inherit Dracula's genes, including the ability to be a Daywalker. He may have - and it's usually the main reason - merely done it out of pure lust. Hell, when he turned you his own control may have been long gone. That one though .... I wouldn't know for sure."

When it came to the Daywalker gene being picked up, she gazed up in thought. "Hm ... somehow, probably. Whether through scent or another way ... there is probably some way to detect it yes. Another thing, I'm not sure of unfortunately." A small smile formed at the last question, "Well that is simple Keep your friends close and your enemies closer they say. When I decided to become a hunter, I didn't go chasing out after vampires like an idiot. No no ... I forced myself to study for at least six months. I went to libraries and looked for any and every book, copying down vitals facts them memorizing them. It's hard to find people who survived attacks from other vampires; but I did get lucky and find a few. I spoke with them ... asked them about what happened, gained information from them. I used any and every resource I could basically."

Stopping to let everything sink in, she felt herself becoming restless yet again as she laid on her stomach again. She hadn't meant to ... nor realized it ... but her and Dante's faces were now rather close to one another.....
 


As he had gotten close to her neck, Dante hadn’t really noticed the fact that Trinity had gotten excited and even aroused. He had been more focused on taking in the scent of her blood more than anything, and he had liked it quite a lot too. Sure, he had been tempted to sink his fangs into her neck, but he had already fed, so he saw no point in doing such a thing. Not yet anyway. It was why her words were racing through his mind as he had been laying on his stomach with his face incredibly close to her own. Of course, he hadn’t really noticed the fact they were sitting so close together, and even if he had noticed, he wasn’t saying anything about it.

He smiled and laughed a little bit as she went on to tell him how much she had studied before becoming a vampire hunter. ”Hmm, well I am all too familiar with that saying. Of course it would have been rather stupid of you to go out into the world hunting vampires with no knowledge of what you were doing. It makes sense that you would study about the one thing you are going to be hunting. The fact you studied for so long is a good thing…..I think, and I’m guessing that Dracula was one of the first subjects you decided to read up on?” He asked in a somewhat curious tone. ”Anyway, it’s not impossible to survive a vampire attack. I guess it just depends on the vampire that’s doing the attacking. Some vampires don’t like to leave any survivors when they attack, but then you get other vampires who only take what they need when they feed. I’m one of those vampires.” He said to her. ”Take that woman in the alleyway for example. I only took what I needed from her. She will be fine after a good night’s rest, that I’m sure of.” Dante smiled a little bit as he gazed into her eyes for a few moments. ”So, after all of that studying, is there anything you don’t know about vampires?” He was curious as to what she didn’t know about vampires as he was sure that there was probably something he would be able to teach her. Well he was hoping so anyway.

Still looking into her eyes, Dante made no effort to move away from her, and he tilted his head to the side slightly. ”I must say though.” He started off. ”I am surprised you were willing to offer me your blood. I would have accepted your offer if I had not fed from that woman back in the alleyway. I hadn’t fed for a few days before I fed from her.” His eyes drifted away from hers and down to her neck for a moment. ”But there is no denying the fact that your blood really did smell incredibly good. Not only did it smell really sweet, but combined with that vanilla from your perfume….it was almost…..intoxicating.” He whispered this last part, but she still would have been able to hear him. ”Intoxicating in a good way of course. A really good way.” His smile widened a little more at her. ”I could still bite you if you’d like me to. I must warn you though. The first bite can be a little bit painful for the first few seconds, but then it becomes enjoyable for the one being bitten….as well as the one doing the biting. As hard as it is to believe, it is the truth.” He nodded his head even though he didn’t really expect her to believe him.
 


She gave a light nod, smiling softly. "It usually is a good thing, yes." A light shrug then another nod. "I figured one may as well begin learning from the very beginning. In the case of vampires, that would be Dracula himself. So it ... made sense to me. Heh, I know it's not impossible ... but it's also not likely. I know I keep saying similar things to that ... but you've already admitted you understand my point of view regarding these things." Her head then looked up as she tried to figure ... what she did not know about vampires.

"Hm ... off the top of my head, not much. It's .... more like a myth than anything but I've heard since, in the end, you're still undead ... you're not supposed to be able to reproduce. Hence apparently one reason you create spawns by biting. But ... I don't know. Theoretically, that ... sounds a bit impossible to me. You still ... have the anatomy and everything. While it's true you don't need to breathe and such ... the fact your body otherwise functions makes me ... not believe that. Not easily anyways. Maybe a less likely chance; like 10% since normal humans are 20%. Something like that maybe ... but .... that's a theory anyways."

Going quiet, she tried to think of another thing she didn't know. "Hm ... nothing else off the top of my head. I may very well be forgetting a lot though, honestly." A low chuckle left as her head laid upon her hands. "....So maybe I came off as a bitch from the get go. Doesn't mean I am a complete one. I'm pretty sure that would have done you much more of a favor than me just staying here and being taught by you."

Her cheeks quickly became crimson as he still offered to bite. So ... like sex? Not that she'd ever had it; no. But she had definitely heard enough about it. A trip to any pub would easily give that away, as most often had a brothel or two. And that was one of the things a lot of people spoke of; their first times with the women saying it hurt for a bit but was damn good after and the men saying they were tighter than if they hadn't been a virgin. "...Not everything you say is difficult to believe, you know? Don't doubt yourself so much. Just because you don't know everything of the race you are now doesn't mean you need to second guess yourself ..."
 


As Trinity was speaking, Dante shifted a little bit on the bed, turning on his side and propping himself up on his elbow a little bit. Dante was thinking about what she didn’t seem to know about vampires, and it did make him think. In all honesty, despite the fact he was a vampire, he didn’t even know if this was true either. This may have had something to do with the fact he hadn’t actually slept with a woman since being turned. Sure, he may have done before he had been turned, but he hadn’t since. As much as he wanted to tell her that it was true or untrue, he knew that he couldn’t as he didn’t really know himself. ”Hmm, well I’ve heard about that myself. The only problem is the fact I don’t even know if it’s true or not. There’s a chance it could be true, but then there’s also the chance that it could be a myth too. I don’t know to be honest.” He paused for a moment before he continued. ”I wouldn’t like to say if it’s true or not, but there again, I might not know the answer to that because…..well…let’s just say I’ve not been intimate with a woman since I’ve been turned.” Dante did feel a little embarrassed by this. ”Still, like you said, it’s just a theory anyway.”

Even though it seemed as if there wasn’t much that Trinity didn’t know about vampires, it didn’t really stop Dante from thinking that he would still have to teach her that not all vampires were the same. That was one thing that he really wanted to do. Whether she was already seeing that, he didn’t really know. It was why he felt as if he had to show her that not all vampires were as bad as she had first thought. ”I must admit that I am impressed with your knowledge of vampires, I really am. Still, I’m sure that there is probably something you might not know. Just what that might be, I don’t really know. Even if there is nothing that you don’t know, I’m still going to do what I can to show you that not all vampires are as bad as you first thought.” He sighed softly to himself as he thought something over. ”As sad as it sounds, there is only really a small minority of vampires that aren’t all that bad…..well that’s what I’ve come to believe anyway. I will be the first to admit that some of the vampires are just like you think they are, but then there are some that aren’t. Some are actually really nice.” He said with a small smile.

Soon, he realised that she hadn’t really answered his question about him biting her, but then he did notice the crimson colour in her cheeks. This made him smile a little more. ”Oh, I do wish I knew more about the race I have now become. It kinda sucks to be a vampire who doesn’t know much about his own race.” He paused. ”But if you say everything I say isn’t difficult to believe, then that must mean you may or may not believe me when I tell you that a vampire’s bite can be quite pleasurable.” He studied her, looking into her eyes as he waited for a reaction. ”Like I said to you earlier, I took enough blood from that woman to last me for long enough. However, I am going to leave the offer open for you. I mean I will not bite you tonight, but tomorrow maybe. I’m feeling a bit full right now, and if I take blood from you now, then I’m sure you know what will probably happen when a vampire takes too much blood. You have done your research after all.” Even though he didn’t know too much about his supposed heritage as a vampire, Dante did know one thing. He did know that he would have gone into a ‘blood lust’ if he consumed too much blood. That wasn’t really something he wanted right now. ”I will give you the opportunity to experience a vampire’s bite when I am feeling a little bit hungry. Don’t worry too much though, as when I do bite you, I’m not going to take too much blood from you, and even though it will hurt momentarily, just like the woman in the alleyway, you will end up feeling nothing but pleasure.” He spoke in a soft and almost silky tone as he had said this. ”It’s just something for you to think about.”
 


Trinity had to cover her mouth with a hand to hide a laugh; or try. Her muscles may have given it away. "Sorry ... it's a bit ironic. I'm the bitchy one, I can understand why I'm pure. You're ... too sweet for that, vampire or human." She tried to think on her own theory ... and still had no definite idea. Statistically, it should be possible as long as they were with a human whom had a - per se - 'living' body. But ... wait why was this intriguing her to begin with?! Her head lightly shook as the crimson intensified. ... Don't be stupid. After how you've been to him, he'd never ...

"T-thank you." Giving a light nod on admitting she may not - probably didn't - know everything on vampires it came down to what was the exact thing she had no knowledge of? By now though, her head and body were all truly beginning to hurt; physically and mentally. "About 5%, maybe less, for the said minority you mention. That'd be my guess. Honestly ... you're the first 'non-typical' vampire I've met so hard to say. But I'll take your word on it." Her hand went back in front of her mouth, this time to hide a yawn.

"Well what else do you want to .... " Then he went on about the bite .... and how it really did sound, apparently, like sex. "I.... have heard that. It ... really does sound a lot ....." Laying her head quickly on her hands to try to hide some of her face as her cheeks got more crimson, she murmured softly, " ... like sex. Painful at first but really good after .... " Another nod left as he repeated he truly had gotten enough; and knew why he was being adamant on the matter. If she'd though he had lost his temper the last few times, that would be nothing if he got too much. It was hard for vampires - Daywalkers especially - to reach that point. But the fact it existed was enough incentive for her.

Another nod managed to leave. Finally looking back up, some of the crimson gone, she replied softly. "I ... will think on it. But right now ... I'm tired as hell. And this bed is only tempting me the more I stay upon it."
 


Dante tilted his head to the side slightly, a little bit confused when she had told him that he was the first ‘non-typical’ vampire she had come across. He wasn’t entirely sure what she meant by this, but something told him it had something to do with the fact he was a little different than most vampires, and not because he was a Daywalker either. Well, that was what he was thinking anyway. Whether he was right, he didn’t really know, but it was a thought anyway. Of course he was about to ask her about this, but before he had the chance, she went on to tell him that she had heard what a vampire bite was like. Dante found his lips curling up into a small smirk as she told him what she had heard. Hmm, well she’s heard right, that’s for sure. He thought to himself, smirking still. As this thought raced through his mind, it did make him wonder how she would react when he would first bite her.

It took Dante a few moments to click as to just how tired Trinity seemed to be, and he shifted his position a little bit, pushing himself into a sitting position. Afterwards, he scooted over to the side of the bed, and once at the edge of the bed, he got to his feet. Once he was on his feet, he turned back to face Trinity with a small smile on his face. ”I believe you should sleep rather well if you are feeling tired. This bed is a comfortable one, and I hope you are able to get a good night’s sleep tonight.” He flashed her a small smile before he started to walk towards the door. However, he stopped after taking a few steps, and then he looked back over his shoulder at her. As he looked back over his shoulder at her, there was that same smirk on his face again. ”And you have heard right.” He turned back around to face her. ”A vampire’s bite is like sex….in the sense that it is painful at first, but really good afterwards.” The smirk on his face widened just a little bit, but it would have been enough for her to notice. ”I would even go as far as to say that a vampire’s bite could be better than sex. It can be so much more pleasurable.” He brushed a few strands of his hair out of his eyes as he was looking down at Trinity. ”Just think about that woman you saw back in the alleyway.” He started off. ”Think about the look that you saw on her face.” He paused for a few moments before continuing. ”It wasn’t a look of fright or fear that was on her face. Instead, it was a look of ecstasy…a look of euphoria and joy.” He said to her. ”When I bite you, I know that you will also feel that same pleasure, even if you do feel a bit of pain first.” He smiled a little bit before turning on his heel. ”I’m going to leave you to think about that.” With that said, he walked towards the door.

Once at the door, he opened it up and stepped outside. Dante closed the door, but before he closed the door, he poked his head inside the room to look back at Trinity. ”Make sure you get some sleep tonight, because tomorrow, you are going to have a fairly busy day. I’m going to need some help around this place, and I expect you to help me out. Don’t worry too much though, because I do not expect you to do unpaid labour. I am going to pay you for your work, and if you are able to do this work for me, then you will have time to do whatever you wish….even if that does include hunting. I’m not going to keep you cooped up in this place…as large as it might be. You are free to wander the towns, but only on the premise that you return here. I will even consider moving you into a bigger and better room at some point. Again, just think it over okay.” He smiled to her as he had said this. ”Goodnight.” With that said, he closed the door, walked along the hallway and turned right and then he headed along the other hallway towards his own room.
 


She had begun to get ready to sleep and slipped her shoes off one at a time. Her socks had started to follow suit .. until Dante confirmed she was apparently right in her guess on how a bite felt. Her head bowed as she tried to keep her face hidden once again. ...Is he trying to seduce me? Make me beg for it? She wasn't sure if it seemed more sad that the image from how it would be was getting her turned on or the fact that the more he spoke of this, the more she wanted it; even if he went too far on accident and changed her. Putting her socks in her shoes, she wondered about continuing ... but decided she wasn't going to sleep completely nude. So she would; besides, it would be her way of 'payback' for the teasing.

All the while he talked, she slipped her top off, revealing a sleeveless, black silk bra. Letting her jeans fall upon the rest of her clothes, he would see pink silk panties; the color hinting she wasn't a complete tomboy. Pulling the covers back - a bit slower than usual - she allowed him to get a good view while she stood and moved the covers. Finally, she slipped under them, pulling them up to hide her breasts at least. But her bare arms and shoulders could still be seen.

When he hinted she would be paid ... she wondered how. But she was too damn tired to try to figure this out. Giving a slow nod, her eyes began to close. "I ... will think it all over." Another pause before she added softly, "....Thank you. You really didn't have to do a lot; let alone spare me or let me use this bed. Thank ...." That was as far as she got before her chest began to rise and fall steadily, signalling the poor girl had easily passed out.
 


After he had told her about what it was like to get bitten, Dante couldn’t help but notice her as she had started to get undressed. He also couldn’t be sure if it was him, but it almost looked as if she was trying to tease him. Still, Dante couldn’t quite be sure, but as she had gotten out of her clothes, his eyes slowly moved up and down her body as she had slowly gotten into her large bed. Dante really did like what he was seeing, and he was hoping that she wouldn’t have noticed him checking her out. Of course, whether she would have noticed him, he didn’t really know. It was another reason why he had to look away from her, because if he didn’t, then he knew she would have seen him looking at her. Dante thought of it as odd that he was checking her out in such a manner, considering he had been fighting with her not so long ago. Hmm, it’s funny how things turn out. He thought to himself as she had gotten into her bed.

He had smiled as she had finally fallen asleep, and he had quietly closed her door to leave her to sleep. Afterwards, he had headed down to his room. Dante had to walk to the end of the hallway and turn right to walk down another hallway. He walked halfway down the hall before turning to face a set of large oak double doors to his right. Dante pushed these doors open and stepped inside the extremely large master bedroom. It was painted in a pearlescent blue. The curtains matched the colour of the paint on the walls, as did the blankets on the large super king sized four poster bed that was against the far wall of the bedroom. There were at least four windows in the room, and there was also a nightstand on either side of the bed. To the left side, there was a door leading through to a bathroom that was attached to the bedroom, and then on the right side, there was a door that led to the walk in closet in the room too. Inside the walk in closet was a smaller dresser. Back out in the bedroom, there was a large flat screen plasma screen television on the wall, and there was also a dvd player. Lighting the room was a chandelier that was in the centre of the room, and there were also a few smaller lights that were attached to the walls.

Once he was in his room, he closed the doors behind him and he walked over to his bed. When he got to his bed, he pulled back the blankets, and after doing so, he slipped off his shirt and then took off his shoes, socks and pants, leaving himself in just his boxers. Dante folded up his clothes, leaving them on a chair that was at the bottom of his bed, and then he climbed into his bed. He smiled a little bit after climbing into his bed, and he pulled the blankets back over him, pulling them up to his shoulders. After doing so, he turned on his side and closed his eyes. Because he had fed not so long ago, it really didn’t take Dante too long to fall asleep. There again, it never did whenever he would feed. It only took him around ten minutes before he had managed to fall asleep, and it also happened to be a fairly deep sleep he fell into.

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Dante slept right through to the morning, and it was around 11am by the time he was finally able to wake up. He stirred a little bit in his bed as he could feel the sunshine coming through the curtains. Slowly, he opened up his eyes and then he sat up in bed, yawning and stretching his arms up into the air. Dante rubbed his eyes a moment later before pushing his blankets down to the bottom of the bed. Afterwards, he swung his legs off the side of the bed and got to his feet, yawning once more. Dante turned and headed into his walk in closet and searched for the clothes he was going to wear that day. It took him around five minutes to find what he was going to wear. In the end, he pulled out a red and black shirt and a pair of red three quarter length pants. He also pulled out a pair of boxers and socks from the smaller dresser that was in the walk in closet. Slinging the clothes over his arm, he walked out of the walk in closet and headed into the bathroom. Closing the door behind him, he set the clothes down on the counter before turning towards the shower. Dante reached into the shower and turned it on, and as he was waiting for the water to reach its desired temperature, Dante slipped out of his boxers. By this time, the water was as hot as he wanted it to be, so he got into the shower.

He remained in the shower for at least ten minutes before finally getting back out again. Picking up a nearby towel, Dante dried himself off, and then he got dressed in the clothes he had picked out for himself. He picked up the pair of boxers he had taken off, and he tossed them into the laundry basket. As soon as he was done, he dried hair and walked out of the bathroom. Dante walked back over to his bed and slipped on his pair of trainers once more, and then he walked out of his bedroom. Once out of his bedroom, he headed down the hallway and made his way back to Trinity’s room. It didn’t take him too long to get there. He knocked on the door a few times before quietly opening up the door when he did get there. Dante poked his head inside to see if she was awake or not.
 


It was funny how irony showed up sometimes. In her case, she had tried to kill Dante when they first met. Now she had teased - nearly seduced - him before she fell asleep. Even knowing he was a vampire, she somehow fell asleep rather easily. She wanted to assume fatigue ... mental and physical but it seemed like there was a bit more into the equation than only that. Unfortunately, her internal alarm clock had made her wake up at 09:00 AM. When trying to go back to sleep didn't work, she frowned and contemplated. "Hm ... "

Nodding to herself, she stood up, tossing her panties and bra both off, hiding them under her jeans. Heading into the shower, she checked the drawers and - thankfully - found a towel and bathrobe. Putting both on the towel rack beside the shower, she turned the water on a bit past lukewarm, a tad warmer than usual. A soft sigh of relief left as the water trailed down her body, especially on and around her nipples, breasts, and slit.

Mainly from getting lost in her thoughts, she got out after 30 minutes when the water began to get too cold for her liking. Tossing the bathrobe over her, she used the towel as a turban to hold her hair up. Actually .... Heading towards the sink, she let her hair down upon finding a blow dryer. Turning it on, she cursed lowly, very glad the device was louder than her. It always took a while for her hair to dry, even with this damn thing. But she hadn't heard Dante stir so she was - to her knowledge - ahead in terms of whom had been awake first.

When it was finally completely dry, it was now about 10:15 AM. Walking out of the bathroom, she then began going through the drawers. It seemed either Dante - or whomever had turned him - was used to women being around because, amazingly, there were quite a few women's clothing. Though ... not her usual preference. Ah well, she'd make it work. After rummaging, she finally pulled out a black dress. After some more investigating the drawers, she found hose and some shoes that matched rather well [same ones as in the pic].

Feeling rather satisfied with all she had gotten, she still felt a bit restless. Seeing - and hearing - that she still had time, she remade the bed. Urgh! Still restless ... Sighing, she went back into the bathroom, finding a brush. ... Someone's well prepared, even if this wasn't Dante's doing ...

By the time she finished brushing her hair out was when Dante walked out. "Morning. So .. curious. Was everything in this room already here before you began living here or ... ??" Her hands held themselves behind her back as she bowed her head lightly to Dante.
 



Dante honestly had no idea if Trinity was going to be up by the time he went to check on her. In all honesty, he had almost expected her to still be sleeping by the time he went to check on her, so it came as a surprise to him to see that not only was she already up, but she was already dressed too. The surprise that she was already up and dressed seemed to show on Dante’s face as he had been asked a question. At first Dante didn’t answer as he saw the dress that she was wearing. Wow, she looks really…..good. He thought to himself, smiling a little bit as he looked at her. A second or so later, Dante thought it would be a good idea to answer her question, so that’s exactly what he did. ”Actually, yes….most of this stuff was already here when I began living here.” Dante didn’t really see much of a reason to lie to her, so he didn’t bother. ”I kept the room tidy along with everything else in it. It helped to pass the time that I spent in this place. I did consider adding to the collection of clothes that was in this room, but I never really imagined that I would have female company anytime soon.”

His eyes moved up and down her form once more, noticing just how well the dress really seemed to fit her. Sure, he may not have told her that he thought she looked good in the dress, but the chances were likely she would have figured it out for herself if she saw the way in which he had been looking at her. ”With the money I will be giving you for the work you will be doing for me, I think you would be able to get your own clothes and dresses. Besides, I think you would know what you want far better than I would. Knowing me, I would end up picking up the wrong thing for you.” He laughed a little at this before his eyes met with hers once more. ”I must say that I am surprised to see you up and dressed already, especially when I think about how tired you were last night. In all honesty, I was expecting you to still be sleeping. I was thinking that I was going to have to come in here and wake you up myself.”

”Anyway, since you’re already up and dressed, I think it is about time that we had breakfast. I believe that the tour can wait until after we have had something for breakfast.” He turned on his heel and then looked back over his shoulder at her. ”Come on, you are going to need to follow me. You can consider this a tiny part of the tour actually.” He smiled a little bit before he started to head down the hallway. Dante would glance back over his shoulder every so often, just to see if Trinity was following him or not. When he got to the end of the hallway, he started to walk down the curving flight of stairs, and it did take him a couple of seconds before he was able to reach the bottom. Once at the bottom of the stairs, he strode through the foyer and walked down another hallway to his left. Dante stopped for a few seconds to see if Trinity was still with him or not. Of course he was hoping that he hadn’t lost her already, but there again, he knew where he would have had to go even if he had lost her already. A few more seconds passed before he started to walk down the other hallway. He continued all the way to the end of the hallway, and at the end of the hallway was the kitchen, which he walked into. Once he was in the kitchen, he wasted no time in gathering together the things he was going to need to make breakfast. Dante intended to make pancakes for breakfast. Sure, he may have been a vampire now, but that didn’t stop him from enjoying the same foods he had always enjoyed as a human. He was also sure that Trinity may have liked pancakes too. After all, who didn’t like pancakes?
 


She hadn't realized it - and hopefully Dante hadn't either - but she had gotten dressed so damn fast, she accidentally forgot a bra or panties to put on! Hopefully he was just gazing because he admired the dress, not because he noticed. Thankfully, the dress seemed to support her breasts rather well despite the lack of a bra. "Well ... then I'll give credit where it's due. Whomever turned you was good at being prepared at least." His eyes never seemed to leave, which only made Trinity blush more. "....Does ... it look that good?" Whether it was the fact one shoulder was completely bare and exposed or something else, she didn't think she would get his attention quite that well. Then again, they were both - though a bit funnier in Dante's case - virgins. He probably had a few hidden sexual frustrations like she did.

"Well ... not necessarily. I can wear dresses just ... preferably at a better time. But ... given I don't really have spare clothes of my own, this would count as one of said times. You probably could actually find something I'd wear; it's not that difficult really." When it came to the fact of her being awake, her hand tilted, "I am a bit and not at the same time. I'm not because I've always had an internal alarm clock. I am though because I thought it would have gone ... a bit off from not being in my typical residence. But... " She gave a light shrug. "I'm not going to complain." Giving a light nod, she began following - though a bit slowly due to the heels as it was clear she wasn't used to them.

Still, she did follow though clung onto the stair rail to avoid tripping. To say she was relieved upon reaching the bottom of the stairs was a huge understatement. Borrowing a chair from the hallway, she set it near the kitchen though not inside. Or ... she began to when she realized ... was this really going to be one of the things he'd ask for help with? She could cook but ... she didn't as often as she probably should. Standing up quickly, she walked inside in case this would indeed be something he'd want her to aid out with.
 



Even though Dante had thought that Trinity did look really good in her dress, he hadn’t noticed the fact she had forgotten to put on a bra and a pair of panties. Dante had just noticed the fact she looked really good in the dress, and that really was about it. The colour of her dress would have made it harder for him to notice anyway. However, it did make him wonder what she would look like in some other dress, considering she had picked it out of the wardrobe in her room. He turned around to face her as she had followed him into the kitchen, and he smiled a little bit. ”To answer your earlier question, yes your dress does look that good.” His eyes moved up and down her body once more before they found her own eyes once again. ”The dress fits you perfectly. It fits your figure…well…perfectly, so I can only wonder what you might look like in other dresses, but when I pay you for the work you will be doing, you can go out to buy your own clothes.” With that said, he turned back around and continued collecting the stuff that was needed to make the pancakes.

It didn’t take him too long to get the things together that would be needed, and as soon as he had it all together, he set it all down on the kitchen counter. After doing so, he turned the focus of his attention back towards Trinity again. ”I am going to require your help.” He stated. ”I will cook the first batch of pancakes, and you are going to cook the second.” He paused for a moment, lightly tapping his chin with his finger in thought. ”I think I am going to leave it up to you as to how much you are going to do yourself, because that way, if you decide how much you want yourself, you are going to have no reason to waste any of what you cook.” He let his hands drop back to his sides soon afterwards. ”We will have the tour after you have cleaned up what you are going to use. You won’t have to clean up everything, as I will clean up what I use too. Also, during the tour, I will point out things that you are going to need to do around here. I don’t think you are going to be required to do too much right away. Just a bit of cleaning here and there, maybe a little tidying up. Just things like that really. I will also give you a tour of the grounds outside too.” Of course Dante knew that the tour alone was going to take quite some time, considering just how big the mansion was, and also the grounds around the mansion too.

Turning away from Trinity, Dante headed over towards the oven that was in the kitchen. When he got there, he lifted the glass lid and turned on one of the hobs, before he put a frying pan on the hob. Afterwards, he looked back over his shoulder to Trinity once more. ”Just think of it this way. After all of the work you might end up doing today, you’re going to end up feeling really tired again tonight, and you never know, you might not wake up so early tomorrow.” He focused on what he was doing and started to make his pancakes. ”As for me paying you for your work, I’m thinking that I might pay you weekly. That way, it will give you something to do at the end of each week. You would be able to head into town to buy yourself some new clothes or whatever you might feel like buying yourself.” He continued cooking his pancakes, and it took him around ten minutes before he was able to finish cooking them completely. By the time he had finished, he had made himself five pancakes. As soon as he was finished, he turned back to Trinity. ”Your turn.” He said as he plated up his pancakes. Dante also got a few different toppings out of the kitchen cabinet too. He got out some syrup, sugar, lemon juice and even some chocolate sprinkles. Afterwards, he turned around and walked back towards the kitchen table.
 


If she was going to cook in this dress, she would not risk it getting ruined. Letting her eyes gaze around, she soon noted an apron. Putting it on and over, she then went beside Dante, watching all he began to do. She had made pancakes though not in a while so a reminder wouldn't be too bad. A smile crossed her face but she remained silent. Now that she was in her - as she called it 'focus mode' - she usually remained silent to best study people or things. In this case, it was the latter ... the process of cooking the pancakes.

Upon hinting she would be cooking her own portions, she tried to gauge how hungry she was exactly. She hadn't had much yesterday and from the last time she had eaten ... it was about yesterday morning. She had been in too much of a rush once she had gotten her lead that Trinity never considered her other meals. Giving at most a slow nod to acknowledge she had heard him, she continued watching, noting every movement and detail.

Trinity couldn't help but wonder ... why he had mentioned her possibly oversleeping from all the work. ...Did ... he want to see me asleep? What for? Wait ... stop. You're over-thinking ... Had he really wanted to walk in on her while she had been asleep that bad? It ... was an amusing thought. Once she got her cue, she washed her hands and dried them off with a dry wash cloth. After that she gathered the bag of flour, eggs, and all the other ingredients. The batter, thankfully, was always pretty easy to make. It was honestly the pancakes that were the hardest; mainly because they could easily be under or over cooked and she wanted to get them at the right color.

Thankfully, cooking was like riding a bike; something you easily remembered how to do after working on it again. Her muscles seemed to remember all the movements she needed to do and not and in no time, she had her own stack of six. Though Dante's .... toppings had been interesting, she personally had never used anything else besides syrup. But .. knowing sugar was a topping for French toast, she tried a bit of that though not much more.

Grabbing a fork and a knife, she sat across from Dante, more than eager to sit down. Bowing her head, she sent up silent thanks before beginning to eat. Though she had come from a middle class family, she had been raised as if in a higher status and as such, she did have quite a bit of etiquette. And with part of it usually not speaking at the table, she began enforcing that rule.
 

After he had walked back over to the kitchen table, Dante had watched Trinity as she had cooked up her own pancakes. Of course he was grateful that she seemed to know how to cook, and he did wonder how much pancakes she was going to do herself. Dante took a few bites out of his pancakes as he was watching Trinity making hers. Just as it hadn’t really taken him long to make his pancakes, it didn’t seem to take her long to make hers either. He was still getting through his first pancake by the time she had finished making her pancakes and joined him at the table. He nodded his head to her as he saw her bowing her head to him, and then he finished up his first pancake a moment or so later.

As soon as he had finished his first pancake, he was about to cut into his second when he looked back up and over at Trinity who was sitting across from him. A curious look formed on his face a moment or so later. ”Trinity, I am curious about something.” He started off as he cut into his second pancake. Dante shovelled a little bit of the second pancake into his mouth, chewing on it and then swallowing it soon afterwards. He turned his attention back towards her once more. ”I’m curious as to why you thought I was the one who….well….took your family away from you.” It genuinely was something that he was curious about as he had remembered her accusing him of taking her family from her back in the alleyway. Dante hadn’t had any idea what she had been talking about at the time, and it wasn’t as if he had much of a chance to ask her as she had wasted no time in firing off an arrow at him.

Dante knew that it was probably a touchy subject for her, so he wasn’t really expecting her to answer him. He was hoping she would, as she had mistaken him for the one who had taken her family from her. Well, that was the impression that he had gotten anyway. ”Do I look like the one who….well….you know?” He asked in that same curious tone. ”Because if I do….then I might know why you thought it was me who…..did what this vampire did.” Dante wasn’t entirely sure if he was going to be right, but he did have a fair idea as to why he may have thought it was him. As Dante was waiting for her to answer him, he continued to eat the rest of his pancakes. It wasn’t long before he finished his second, and then he started on his third. ”What do you think you would have been doing if you hadn’t become a hunter?” He didn’t really know why he was so curious about her, but he couldn’t help but feel curious. It was just his nature to feel curious. It took Dante around a further ten minutes before he was able to finish the rest of his pancakes.
 


As Dante finally broke the 'do not speak unless spoken to' rule, she looked up, though not before realizing she had forgotten to take the apron off. Mentally noting to put that - along with her dishes - away when she was done, her focus remained on all the questions first. Going into the order he had asked, a light chuckle and a sad smile crossed her lips. "Unfortunately .... I wasn't there when the attack happened. I was at the Church ... praying for my mom whom was already sick. I had just finished up there. By the time I got back, there was a bloodbath in our living room. The only hints I got ... were the puncture wounds in both my mom and dad's necks. So I began researching ... looking up any and everything."

Taking a few more bites first, she went on after swallowing. "You were - unfortunately - the first lead. I suppose though ...." Now she stopped ... completely. Talking, moving, eating as it all dawned on her. "....How was I so blind?!" Her head lowered in shame. Her appetite barely remained as her gaze refused to look up to Dante. By now, she really was mortified beyond belief. ".... No one else even knew of their murders. No one .... except the murderer. I'm an idiot! The man who tried to frame you must have ...."

This was too much for Trinity. Why she hadn't seen this before ... she didn't understand. All she knew was now .... she truly felt so unworthy; of anything really. But the thing she least felt that she deserved .... was the ability to call herself a hunter. That wasn't what she had been; just a hell-bent avenger, borderline murderer. She suddenly felt sick ... especially at herself.

Her head slowly shook, the rest of her body trembling as everything began to dawn on her. "I ... I'm so sorry. I ... " Shaking her head slowly still, she murmured, "I ... don't know. Nor can I begin to think on that right now ... " Her appetite barely remained but the reminder that she had eaten almost nothing in 24 hours was enough to make her finish up her pancakes. Her eyes couldn't meet Dante's as she kept her orbs downcast. She truly had never felt so stupid, so foolish before now.
 

Dante listened intently to Trinity as she went on to tell him why she had thought it was him who had taken her family away from her. He didn’t say anything as she was speaking, thinking it to be better not to interrupt her. Dante could see how upset it seemed to make her to talk about it all, and there was a part of him that had felt bad for asking in the first place. After all, he was really only able to imagine how she must have been feeling when she had lost her family to the vampires. Dante wasn’t too sure he knew how she was feeling, but there was something that told him that his family would have known how she was feeling. Sure, Dante’s family were still out there, but he had long since assumed that they believed him to be dead, even though he technically was dead. This made him think for a few moments, and he remained silent until she had finished talking.

He shook his head as she had apologized to him, and then he waited for her to finish her pancakes before he said anything to her. There was a small smile on his face as he finally spoke. ”Well….in some strange way, I’m flattered that I was your first lead.” He said with a nod of his head. ”I wouldn’t say you were blind, I really wouldn’t. I would say that you must have been really dedicated to do all that research, and you must have loved your family very much.” He spoke in a soft tone before pausing for a moment. As he did, he looked down for a moment and sighed to himself. ”In a way, I almost know how you feel….well I might not know how you feel, but I would think my family do.” He looked back to her as he had said this. ”As far as I know, my family are still alive out there, but by now, they have come to believe that I’m dead…..even though I technically am dead. Basically, they haven’t heard from me since I got turned just over one year ago.” Dante got to his feet soon after he had said this to her.

Once back on his feet, he picked up his plate and started to head back towards the kitchen sink, but he stopped after taking a few steps and looked back over his shoulder at her. ”You shouldn’t think so badly of yourself. You were doing what you believed to be the right thing, and you should continue to do what you believe to be the right thing, even if that is still hunting vampires. Hell, I could even go out with you one night and point out a few bad vampires to you. I could even do that with you tonight if you help me out around here today.” He offered to her, wondering what she would think of his offer. ”I don’t really think you have any reason to doubt yourself as a hunter Trinity. You are the first hunter I’ve encountered in a long time….or since I got turned anyway. I am normally very careful and do all I can to avoid hunters, so you must be good. Don’t doubt yourself okay.” He spoke in a soft tone and smiled a little bit. ”Anyway, I only really asked you if you thought I was the one who took your family away from you, because I thought you may have mistaken my for the one who really did it. The only reason I thought that was due to the fact there are vampires out there who say a human turned by a vampire can occasionally take on some of the characteristics of the vampire who turned them, such as hair colour, eye colour, build, that sort of thing.” He said with a simple shrug of his shoulders. ”I don’t know whether this is true, but it’s what some of the other vampires have been saying anyway.” With that said, he headed on over to the kitchen sink and started to wash up his plate, knife and fork.
 
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