Vampire Princess Miyu Fan Fiction ❯ Nightfall ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Title: Vampire Princess Miyu - Nightfall - Prologue
Author: Claw
Archive: Yes, just let me know where to find it.
Spoilers: Um.. VPM OAV 1-4; New Vampire Miyu comics; pretty much the
entire Japanese television series; possibly Vampire Princess Yui, although
I haven't decided to what extent.
Disclaimer: Vampire Princess Miyu and Larva are the rightful work and
property of Kakinouchi Narumi and/or Toshihiro Hirano, AnimEigo, Dark
Horse Comics, Antarctic Press, Studio Ironcat, Victor Entertainment, etc.
or whoever comes first. Please don't sue me. I'm already broke. I apologize
if I step on some toes.
Summary: Nightfall is the time for Miyu to hunt.


Nightfall - Prologue

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"You have beautiful dreams," said a voice.

Rina whipped her head to face the voice she had heard. It was a quiet
evening in the park, just before sunset. Rina hadn't seen anyone for
several minutes besides a jogger and an elderly lady feeding the
stone-colored city pigeons. She hadn't even heard the girl walking
behind her.

Still surprised, she stood quickly.

"What would you know about my dreams?"

Rina eyed the girl carefully. Her navy-colored uniform suggested they
attended the same school, but her face was unfamiliar. She had long
brown hair, tied to one side in a bun and braided with a red ribbon.
Rina noted her expression of bemusement. She wore an odd smile on her
face. Her eyes were a plain brown, no -- they were gold-colored now.
How strange. Was it a trick of the light?

Rina was still staring wordlessly at the girl when she sat down on the
park bench an arm's length away. Rina sat back down.

"I suppose I consider myself an expert on dreams," the girl replied.
She paused for a moment.

"I could give you what you desire most. In return, I just want a
little taste."

Rina considered the girl's offer. "Will it hurt?"

The girl leaned close and whispered in her ear. "You won't feel any pain,"
she promised.

Rina Koga closed her eyes as the strange-eyed girl tilted her head. She
felt a sharpness at her neck. Warm hands held her head and shoulders
still. Rina resisted the urge to cry out as the feeling left her body.
She became weary, tired. Too tired to lift her eyelids.

Everything became still. Rina didn't hear the crickets chirping anymore.
She opened her eyes slowly. Her vision was blurry, like she was waking
up from a dream.

Rina waited for the blurring to subside. She could make out two figures
running across the sand. She saw a tall girl with gentle eyes and a smaller
girl with a high-pitched giggle. The taller one was chasing the little one
playfully through the surf.

Rina smiled with joy. "A beach? Ane-san? Imouto-chan?"

"Rina-chan?" the tall one called out. "Hurry up! Papa is ready to eat
supper!"

"Ane-san and Imouto-chan... Papa... Mama..." Rina whispered in disbelief.

"Rina-chan," the taller girl began. "What is the matter? You look like
you've seen a ghost."

Rina shook her head. "I had the most horrible dream. I dreamt you,
Imouto-chan, Papa and Mama died in a fire. I thought I was all alone."

The little one ahead looked up and began to giggle. "...hehe... I think
Rina-san has been drinking the seawater again."

"Hush, Yoko" the taller girl scolded. "Nothing's wrong here, Rina.
We're here on Grandfather's beach and Mama has finished cooking. We had
better hurry or Yoko-chan will get the best pieces of crab before we do."

Rina began to run across the beach. "I'm coming, Ane-san."

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In a forest of bare-limbed trees, the girl with the strange golden eyes
smiled. She watched the image of Rina and her sisters from an orb
resting in her palm.

"Oyasuminasai, Rina..."

"...goodnight..."

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The falling sun set the jagged Japanese skyline aflame in brilliant
strokes of lavender and crimson. From far away, a kimono-clad girl
atop an ancient wooden tori observed the vivid scenery, patiently
awaiting the transition of twilight.

Over the last few decades, Japan plunged into modernization; progress
and had all but forgotten its humble roots. Technology splintered the
once serene horizon and science moved at a maddening pace. Mankind,
however, had been less quick to change. An increasing number of lost
souls appeared almost overnight when in fact it had been a gradual
process of growing impersonality and technological isolation. People
were communicating like never before, but so few were connecting.

Miyu never complained. Those who were desperately unhappy found their
way to her. Nowadays, she hardly ever went without a meal.

Neither, of course, did Shinma. The demon-gods of old came by the
dozens, each carving their particular niche into the mixture of human
discontent, feeding themselves into a frenzy like a hungry group of
sharks drawn to the sweet scent of blood.

It was good Miyu wasn't weak from hunger. She would need her strength.
She and her servant-companion, Larva, had never been more occupied.
Each night, it seemed, there was a new Shinma to be found and banished.

Now, it was almost time to hunt.

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Thank you very much for reading! Your thoughts and comments are especially valuable to me.

Authors Notes: It's far from finished and subject to constant revision.
This is only the beginning of what I hope will be an ongoing series. I
consider it a semi-sequel (or prequel?) to my last VPM fic, "A Servant's
Duty". While not a prolific writer, I hope to be one of substance. It's
taken me a long time to get this far, so please be patient with me. I
haven't really decided on a "direction". I guess I prefer creative freedom.
Please alert me of any glaringly huge errors.

It's been recently suggested that I should write more romance.
I'll think about this more as I resume in the fall. I have the next chapter
planned, I'm just waiting.

Also, "ane" is Japanese for older sister and "imouto" means younger sister.

Feedback: Feedback is always welcomed. claw789@yahoo.com