Innermost Secrets
A/N- This story was originaly going to be just about Vampires and Werewolves, but I decided to change it while I was watching some episodes of Rurouni Kenshin. Also I don't own RK or any of it's characters, even though I would love too! Enjoy the Prologue!
Prologue:
The rain fell roughly; bathing everything as the mist of the night crept slowly through the city streets. A dark figure ran quickly, darting across the abandoned streets and leaving no trace behind as they continued on their dark purpose. The Figure huddled slightly underneath the canopy of a closed restaurant entrance, glancing about with hurried weariness. After checking the small bundle all draped in black underneath the cloak, the figure left the dry safety of the canopy.
Moving forward with deadly accuracy, stopping only once in a while to glance about quickly as the rain poured down soaking the figure completely.While the rain continuously pounded the figure draped in a now soaking black cloak, footfalls could be heard reverberating through the darkened night. After the figure hid behind a small tree three men came running up the street, they each came to a stop only inches away form the now hiding figure, after glancing about several times they continued down the street leaving the street vacant once again.
Slowly and with great reluctance the figure came out of hiding taking one last look to make sure that the coast was really clear. Then the figure continued onwards heading down into a small local street, the sign read 'Binggler drive' and that's when the figure knew for sure that this was the right street.
After walking for another block or so the figure came to a slow stop before rather nice home, there was a large bush in the front yard nearest to the house. The house had two stories, and was painted a shade that was just barely off-white, a small driveway lead up to the almost complete garage. 'Apparently the family who lived here wererenovating their house slightly by extending the garage', with a swift shake of the head the figure scolded itself for thinking of something that had nothing to do with the subject on hand.
The house was nestled closely to the end of the block and with a great sigh of disspair the figure walked up to the door of the darkened house kneeling before the door. With great effort the figure drew the small bundle out and cradled it close before gently setting it down upon the porch before the door, as the cloak fluttered open slightly a the wind blew icily the face of a woman was revealed.
Pulling out a heavy piece of vellum from a hidden pocket in the cloak the woman kissed the parchment gently as she tucked it into the folds of the bundle she had set down, then she reached up with a delicately pale hand and gently rang the doorbell several times. She then touched the bundle one last time before she turned about quickly and disappeared inside the nearby bush, her tears mingling with that of the falling rain.
Watching as the lights flickered on above the porch, the woman huddled as best she could, keeping herself well hidden as the door to the house opened slowly.Light spilled out into the darkened night, revealing a man and a woman standing in the doorway dressed only in their pajamas.
Looking about angrily the man cursed under his breath, "Damn Kids! Can't they at least take a break on a night like this! God Damn it, and I had just about fallen asleep! Come-on honey, lets go back to bed it was only a false alarm." But the woman remained completely still her eyes focused on the bundle that sat only inches away, "What is that?" she questioned as she knelt down and lifted the bundle into her arms.
The parchment fluttered to their feet and as the man stooped to pick it up he heard a loud gasp at his side, looking over quickly to if anything was wrong he found his wife's eyes alight with sure joy as she stared into the black bundle before her.The man stooped to the side slightly to see what his wife had found so mesmerizing and was shocked to see a small baby girl sleeping soundly in the embrace of the dark, damp cloth.
Almost immediately his wife's eyes drifted to meet his a look of utter longing in her eyes, he slowly shook his head as he was about to say, 'Hell No!' but he remembered the piece of forgotten vellum that he still had clenched between his fingers. His wife started to hum to herself happily when she noticed the note as well; her attention suddenly focused on the piece of vellum her husband held. He opened it revealing in a very nice hand a message explaining why the child was upon their doorstep and no others.
The message read as follows,
'Sir, Madam. I ask humbly that you accept the child I have left in your care, she is more precious to this world than anything else. Her name is Kaoru and she is my only child Please forgive me for abandoning her as I now have, but this is for her safety. I have chosen you to care for my child because you know of what my kind is, but be not alarmed my daughter has yet to discover her dark lineage. For she is the princess of all Vampires and the very fate of our people rest with her survival. Right now my people are at war with that of the Werewolves, there has been many attempts upon my child's life, causing this to be our last course of action to protect her! I assure you now that one day, when the war is over and our kingdom is once again secure, I will return for my child. Until then I have but one request, please love and raise my child as if she were your very own. Until the day when our paths shall cross again, I wish for you and her safety! There is one last thing I must ask of you, keep this note and keep it safe, within this note lies my child's birthright and it must be protected at all costs! Good-bye.'
With that the man looked out into the night completely puzzled, as he tried to see if the person who had left the note and child still was out there or not. As the man turned back to his wife the look of confusion still marring his brow, he was greeted with a beaming face.
His wife smiled broadly as she cradled the child closely taking a step toward the edge of the porch, with a soft and graceful movement the woman stepped out into the rain. She held an arm up in the air as she slowly pulled a fingernail across her forearm, causing a thin line of blood to appear the woman than touched the blood to the child's lips.As the child licked at the blood, the woman started to speak quietly, as if she knew that there was someone still close-by watching.
"I promise, upon my blood that I will protect and raise this child with every fiber of my being, and I shall await the day that you will return and be reunited once again!" Then the woman turned about and walked back to her husband who quickly ripped at his nightshirt, wrapping the cloth about her wound, "…let's go inside, it's about time we got to sleep. Besides, we're parents now!" After glancing behind her as she said that, the man ushered his wife into the house shutting the door soundly behind him.
A moment or so later the light's went out and a silence settled as the light pitter-pat of the rain made the only noise in the dark, mist filled night. With slow movement the woman in the black cloak stepped out from the bushes and looked at the house. A sense of trust and sureity that her daughter would be fine washed over her as she shook slightly in the damp cloak.
With great effort the woman slowly spoke, her breath coming out in puffs of mist in the chilled air, "good-bye Kaoru, my daughter. Until the day we meet again!" Then turning about with a grace that only nobles had, the woman made her way back down the same street she had been on earlier, leaving no trace of her presence behind.
The rain had washed away all of her footsteps as she slowly disappeared into the darkened night, leaving behind her most precious possession in the still night air.
A/N- So,did you like the Prologue? Review Please!