Adventure Between the Line
A/N: I'm finally doing a long story that's about my fave. Charecters beside my humor/Parody/Romance with Keith and Margerete!! ^___^ They RULE!! Anywhoooo..There is probably going to be hardly any Alice, I suck at writing her character!!, and Yuri, I just can't seem to write tortured people with voices in their heads, and Zhuzhen considering...I just really have a strong dislike for the guy..he's okay.but.......I prefer other people...^__^;;;;; Anyway, Please Read 'N' Review and yes I tend to go and focus more on either my favorite charecters or ones that are hardly talked about or wrote about.Except for Roger Bacon.O_O That guy is just so damned weird!! He went to the freakin' moon!!! And stayed there for only few seconds and he made me do a very very very very very very very hard and somewhat pissing offed 'Spin Ring 10' since he was such an enjoyable charrie..grumblegrumble..I [god almighty] throw [o spacious skies] him to the [Greeks breed more greeks.] moon if he [bondage!!^_^] wants to go the [sugar is good] moon, I'll [kitties]throw him the [my boy lollipop] there, [Ghangis Khan] A, man!!grumblegrumble ~~~ That was me when I only screwed it up for ten times..You should not see at the thirtieth or fourteeth.I was ready to kill someone, mainly the man who wanted to go to the moon!!
Chapter 1: A Rushed Meeting
"I'll see you tomorrow night, okay, Lobo?" The singer from the stage calls to the white-long-haired bartender. The bartender nods, his green eyes smiling brightly as she gets her coat.
"See you, then, Margerete." She nodded, gathering heat into her small body. Margerete Gertrude Zelle aka Malkovich was a singer in the local pub and a discreetly used information operative for everyone who looked for good info. Especially by Yuri Hyuga and his fiancée Alice.
Walking out of the bar through the back door, the singer sighed. Her boots were cold and even worse it had started to snow. Why'd she have to be an idiot to forget her better coat over at the observatory in the next town over? She grumbled as the blonde started to walk down the alleyway to her street.
"Hisssssss.." Hisses could be heard as she looked behind her, near the other end of the alley, were about seven bifronzes!! She wasn't able to take on that many without her supply of ammo!! That and she were sure that they had spotted her as being the only human meat in sight. They began rushing towards her. Margerete was frozen, her heart slamming in her ribcage as she awaited the nearest one's sickle to ram into her. Her eyes shut tight until she looked.
A tall lithe form, a man's by the look, but might be a woman's stood in front of her. He held a sword drawn and was highly concentrating. He served a look behind him to her. She stood there afraid, uncertain but afraid.
"C'mon!! Do you have a weapon or something?!" He asked her. Margerete thought for a moment. Nope, she had left her gun in the locker, and the rest of her grenades and bazookas were over in her armory/basement. He slashed at a Bifronze that moved towards her. She searched for her only grenade. Finding it, she looked up happily to him.
"Only one!! And we'll have to run right when I toss it!!" He nodded as she popped the ring off with her mouth, then threw it at the confused bifronzes. The man had grabbed her hand right when the grenade left it. Fear seemed to leave her at the moment when his fingers touched hers, uncalloused and smooth as ink but with a good grip.
"C'mon!!" He pulled her as he ran faster than the daylights could ever catch him. Margerete gasped as she tried her best to keep up without being dragged. Her feet missing trash and about everything!! 'Damnit!! He's fast!!' she thought as she jumped over some more trash. Turning a corner, she almost felt her snap to break as the wind propelled her into him. He had stopped and caught her when she turned into his arms.
Her legs felt like jelly and she was tired. Her blonde hair a bit damp as the snow was accumulating to the ground. He turned around and pinned her against the wall covering her mouth with one of his hands. She almost fell, but he caught her as she stumbled to get back up. Instead of his original plan, he pulled her down into a crouch pinning her to the ground, he in a squat as she was completely on her butt.
"Shh.They're coming and if you breathe, they'll see us.The invisibility cloak will only work for about four minutes. Ready to take a big breath and hold it in?" She nodded numbly. Who was this man? She'd have to ask his name later. The singer breathed in deeply and held her nose down as she ended breathing in.
Her heart slammed into her ribcage, loud enough that the town next door could hear it probably. Her head felt different and his touch upon her skin was.. Amazing.it started electricity running through her and didn't stop. Shivering from the cold and that, she pressed herself against the only warmth there was.Him.
"You got to be strong, right now." She almost smiled as she closed her mouth. The bifronzes were in sight and searched through the corridor and didn't seem to find them. Though irony likes the miserable, Margerete needed a breath or she was going to suffocate. They were going on three-and- a-half minutes and let's face it, she was no deep-sea swimmer but a singer at the local pub.
"." He covered her mouth once more with his hands as he felt her quivering for the breath she desperately needed. Her face was going from red to blue in only a matter of seconds. The man nodded his blonde lockes as he picked her up and began to run the wall to the roof. Margerete opened her eyes wide as he ran straight up. No one could do that!!
When they got to the top and rested, then she breathed.
"Who are you?" She asked her blue eyes angry as she caught her withheld breath. Her breathing became regular very soon as she sighed in relief. The man looked over to her as if to measure his trust in her. He smiled despite the situation. If she had trusted him, then he supposed he could trust her as well.
"Keith Valentine." 'Keith..Valen..Valentine?!! Can't be?!! Otherwise, he'd have let me die!!' She gasped as she stared at him. The Keith Valentine, she'd always imagine was very different, for one he was muscular and not like a cat as this one had grace with his subtle form. The other one had blue hair and dark forest green eyes with an incomparable and disgusting smirk, with a few earrings in his ears that showed. She would know, She met that Keith Valentine as well.
This Keith Valentine was like a cat. He had grace, a subtle hint of chivalry in it all, and a shine through of kindness especially to a stranger. The other one had nearly raped her raped if it wasn't for the fact that she had a tranquilizer in her coat that was left in the observatory. Another reason, she had to go get off her lazy bum and get it.
"..Why did you help me?" He sighed escaping from his thoughts to her. Her eyes highly focused into his own turquoise ones. He shifted, uncomfortable. 'Why did I save her.? Because she needed your help?' His thoughts fought as he decided to tell her.
"You needed help, besides a lady as pretty as you should not be walking the city streets by herself." His voice warms yet cut and clear. The subtlety of his anger slightly shining through his pitch. Margerete winced slightly as she stared at him. 'I shouldn't have been saved in otherwords.' She thought.
"So you're saying it's my fault I got attacked because I don't have my knight-in-shining-armor protecting me?" Her voice cold and icy yet shining through their petrenable silence. Her question caught him off guard. 'What in the hell? I didn't say that!!' His stubborn prides go the better of him.
"I didn't mean it that way!! Women!!" He threw his hands in the air exasperated.
"So what did you mean, then?" She sighed, her head spinning with new information. Hyuga and Elliot were going to love this little mess she got herself into.
"I meant that you just shouldn't be alone!! Women are the most likely targets for anything!! Don't you ever wonder about that?! Besides you should be equipped with a weapon wherever you go." He told her as he sat down across from her. In his lap, he arranged the sword belt so that the sword could sit on his lap. She watched the sword and closely began to read the inscriptions on the sheath when he asked her a question. "What is your name, Lady?"
"HUH?!" She looked up from the sword's inscriptions to his calm, pale face. His fine nose thin and long and his eyes sparkling beautifully as she shivered again from the cold.
"Your name?"
".Malk.Vishnu." She told at last after a silence that impended into her heart and deafened her thoughts even. Malk Vishnu was a plausible fake name, she supposed. She was good at telling fake names and lies as such and her face was that of a cold mask. He looked her straight in the eye with those orbs that almost made her stomach jump.
"Malk...Hmm.Never heard of it before..I accept it for now." A pause as he situated his sword to the side of his slimly curved male hip, and traveled over to in front of her. His face stared down at her as she looked up, teeth chattering against her will lips almost a pale blue, nose frostbitten red, and coat nearly soaked with snow, as her boots were colder than when she had put them on that morning.
Damp blonde hair in a ponytail, shivering body and goosebumps all over her tight worn dress and leggings. He sighed, shaking his head continuing. "but I wish to know it when I take you home, Malk." She grumbled and nodded sullen and pissed off that he had seen through her lie.
"Here." He smiled despite the cold and somehow had taken off his jacket to reveal limbs that were as long and useful as a panther's with the stomach and chest of a refined gentleman who practiced the way of the sword. He wrapped the red over jacket around her freezing figure and scooped the girl up. "Where do you live, Malk?"
"...Rose Avenue west, Apartment 224, London Pack Apartments." She told him, stopping her teeth chattering and her rosy face blushing. He nodded and started to back up some. 'Is he going to do what I think He's going to do?!' She thought suddenly as he ran off full speed. She instantly wrapped her arms around his neck tightly as He, holding her, jumped over the gap between buildings.
"AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEE!!" She cried out as they started doing it with even intervals. She closed her eyes tightly as she heard him chuckle at her state of being. Her chest was caught in the cage of her breath as she heard the deep chuckles and shyly, the singer laughed at herself as well.
"No need to be afraid. I've done this many times before." He told her obviously grinning even if her eyes didn't exactly see his face in the darkness.
"Done what?" She asked humorously, seemingly to trust him a little bit. He was being nice to her and hadn't eaten her guts inside out and all that other stuff.
"Saved a beautiful damsel in distress, sweep her off her feet and have her steal your coat while at it." She smirked and laughed as at last they landed right in front of her complex. She tried to get down from his lingering arms, but he would have none of it since there was even more snow as of now. She growled, as the singer felt useless in this struggle. She didn't need to depend on him!!
"C'mon!! Let me off.Please!!" She cried out as he kept his hold on her tighter and walked into the warmer complex almost as if devoid of any emotion. His eyes searching for someone or something. E let her down as she began to check her shoes, avidly.
"Something doesn't seem right.." He murmured to himself as the damsel he had saved perked up her ears at hearing that. Her own sixth sense felt off the charts sensibly a lot. She shook her head as she got the keys out of her small coat pocket and opened the lock of her door. Keith stood there, his features obviously marred by intense thinking. Margerete merely shrugged it aside. This building held a lot of spirits within its halls and that was probably getting on his nerves.
With the door slightly ajar, a sound filled the area as blood flew out of skin and hit the adjunction wall.
A/N: I'm finally doing a long story that's about my fave. Charecters beside my humor/Parody/Romance with Keith and Margerete!! ^___^ They RULE!! Anywhoooo..There is probably going to be hardly any Alice, I suck at writing her character!!, and Yuri, I just can't seem to write tortured people with voices in their heads, and Zhuzhen considering...I just really have a strong dislike for the guy..he's okay.but.......I prefer other people...^__^;;;;; Anyway, Please Read 'N' Review and yes I tend to go and focus more on either my favorite charecters or ones that are hardly talked about or wrote about.Except for Roger Bacon.O_O That guy is just so damned weird!! He went to the freakin' moon!!! And stayed there for only few seconds and he made me do a very very very very very very very hard and somewhat pissing offed 'Spin Ring 10' since he was such an enjoyable charrie..grumblegrumble..I [god almighty] throw [o spacious skies] him to the [Greeks breed more greeks.] moon if he [bondage!!^_^] wants to go the [sugar is good] moon, I'll [kitties]throw him the [my boy lollipop] there, [Ghangis Khan] A, man!!grumblegrumble ~~~ That was me when I only screwed it up for ten times..You should not see at the thirtieth or fourteeth.I was ready to kill someone, mainly the man who wanted to go to the moon!!
Chapter 1: A Rushed Meeting
"I'll see you tomorrow night, okay, Lobo?" The singer from the stage calls to the white-long-haired bartender. The bartender nods, his green eyes smiling brightly as she gets her coat.
"See you, then, Margerete." She nodded, gathering heat into her small body. Margerete Gertrude Zelle aka Malkovich was a singer in the local pub and a discreetly used information operative for everyone who looked for good info. Especially by Yuri Hyuga and his fiancée Alice.
Walking out of the bar through the back door, the singer sighed. Her boots were cold and even worse it had started to snow. Why'd she have to be an idiot to forget her better coat over at the observatory in the next town over? She grumbled as the blonde started to walk down the alleyway to her street.
"Hisssssss.." Hisses could be heard as she looked behind her, near the other end of the alley, were about seven bifronzes!! She wasn't able to take on that many without her supply of ammo!! That and she were sure that they had spotted her as being the only human meat in sight. They began rushing towards her. Margerete was frozen, her heart slamming in her ribcage as she awaited the nearest one's sickle to ram into her. Her eyes shut tight until she looked.
A tall lithe form, a man's by the look, but might be a woman's stood in front of her. He held a sword drawn and was highly concentrating. He served a look behind him to her. She stood there afraid, uncertain but afraid.
"C'mon!! Do you have a weapon or something?!" He asked her. Margerete thought for a moment. Nope, she had left her gun in the locker, and the rest of her grenades and bazookas were over in her armory/basement. He slashed at a Bifronze that moved towards her. She searched for her only grenade. Finding it, she looked up happily to him.
"Only one!! And we'll have to run right when I toss it!!" He nodded as she popped the ring off with her mouth, then threw it at the confused bifronzes. The man had grabbed her hand right when the grenade left it. Fear seemed to leave her at the moment when his fingers touched hers, uncalloused and smooth as ink but with a good grip.
"C'mon!!" He pulled her as he ran faster than the daylights could ever catch him. Margerete gasped as she tried her best to keep up without being dragged. Her feet missing trash and about everything!! 'Damnit!! He's fast!!' she thought as she jumped over some more trash. Turning a corner, she almost felt her snap to break as the wind propelled her into him. He had stopped and caught her when she turned into his arms.
Her legs felt like jelly and she was tired. Her blonde hair a bit damp as the snow was accumulating to the ground. He turned around and pinned her against the wall covering her mouth with one of his hands. She almost fell, but he caught her as she stumbled to get back up. Instead of his original plan, he pulled her down into a crouch pinning her to the ground, he in a squat as she was completely on her butt.
"Shh.They're coming and if you breathe, they'll see us.The invisibility cloak will only work for about four minutes. Ready to take a big breath and hold it in?" She nodded numbly. Who was this man? She'd have to ask his name later. The singer breathed in deeply and held her nose down as she ended breathing in.
Her heart slammed into her ribcage, loud enough that the town next door could hear it probably. Her head felt different and his touch upon her skin was.. Amazing.it started electricity running through her and didn't stop. Shivering from the cold and that, she pressed herself against the only warmth there was.Him.
"You got to be strong, right now." She almost smiled as she closed her mouth. The bifronzes were in sight and searched through the corridor and didn't seem to find them. Though irony likes the miserable, Margerete needed a breath or she was going to suffocate. They were going on three-and- a-half minutes and let's face it, she was no deep-sea swimmer but a singer at the local pub.
"." He covered her mouth once more with his hands as he felt her quivering for the breath she desperately needed. Her face was going from red to blue in only a matter of seconds. The man nodded his blonde lockes as he picked her up and began to run the wall to the roof. Margerete opened her eyes wide as he ran straight up. No one could do that!!
When they got to the top and rested, then she breathed.
"Who are you?" She asked her blue eyes angry as she caught her withheld breath. Her breathing became regular very soon as she sighed in relief. The man looked over to her as if to measure his trust in her. He smiled despite the situation. If she had trusted him, then he supposed he could trust her as well.
"Keith Valentine." 'Keith..Valen..Valentine?!! Can't be?!! Otherwise, he'd have let me die!!' She gasped as she stared at him. The Keith Valentine, she'd always imagine was very different, for one he was muscular and not like a cat as this one had grace with his subtle form. The other one had blue hair and dark forest green eyes with an incomparable and disgusting smirk, with a few earrings in his ears that showed. She would know, She met that Keith Valentine as well.
This Keith Valentine was like a cat. He had grace, a subtle hint of chivalry in it all, and a shine through of kindness especially to a stranger. The other one had nearly raped her raped if it wasn't for the fact that she had a tranquilizer in her coat that was left in the observatory. Another reason, she had to go get off her lazy bum and get it.
"..Why did you help me?" He sighed escaping from his thoughts to her. Her eyes highly focused into his own turquoise ones. He shifted, uncomfortable. 'Why did I save her.? Because she needed your help?' His thoughts fought as he decided to tell her.
"You needed help, besides a lady as pretty as you should not be walking the city streets by herself." His voice warms yet cut and clear. The subtlety of his anger slightly shining through his pitch. Margerete winced slightly as she stared at him. 'I shouldn't have been saved in otherwords.' She thought.
"So you're saying it's my fault I got attacked because I don't have my knight-in-shining-armor protecting me?" Her voice cold and icy yet shining through their petrenable silence. Her question caught him off guard. 'What in the hell? I didn't say that!!' His stubborn prides go the better of him.
"I didn't mean it that way!! Women!!" He threw his hands in the air exasperated.
"So what did you mean, then?" She sighed, her head spinning with new information. Hyuga and Elliot were going to love this little mess she got herself into.
"I meant that you just shouldn't be alone!! Women are the most likely targets for anything!! Don't you ever wonder about that?! Besides you should be equipped with a weapon wherever you go." He told her as he sat down across from her. In his lap, he arranged the sword belt so that the sword could sit on his lap. She watched the sword and closely began to read the inscriptions on the sheath when he asked her a question. "What is your name, Lady?"
"HUH?!" She looked up from the sword's inscriptions to his calm, pale face. His fine nose thin and long and his eyes sparkling beautifully as she shivered again from the cold.
"Your name?"
".Malk.Vishnu." She told at last after a silence that impended into her heart and deafened her thoughts even. Malk Vishnu was a plausible fake name, she supposed. She was good at telling fake names and lies as such and her face was that of a cold mask. He looked her straight in the eye with those orbs that almost made her stomach jump.
"Malk...Hmm.Never heard of it before..I accept it for now." A pause as he situated his sword to the side of his slimly curved male hip, and traveled over to in front of her. His face stared down at her as she looked up, teeth chattering against her will lips almost a pale blue, nose frostbitten red, and coat nearly soaked with snow, as her boots were colder than when she had put them on that morning.
Damp blonde hair in a ponytail, shivering body and goosebumps all over her tight worn dress and leggings. He sighed, shaking his head continuing. "but I wish to know it when I take you home, Malk." She grumbled and nodded sullen and pissed off that he had seen through her lie.
"Here." He smiled despite the cold and somehow had taken off his jacket to reveal limbs that were as long and useful as a panther's with the stomach and chest of a refined gentleman who practiced the way of the sword. He wrapped the red over jacket around her freezing figure and scooped the girl up. "Where do you live, Malk?"
"...Rose Avenue west, Apartment 224, London Pack Apartments." She told him, stopping her teeth chattering and her rosy face blushing. He nodded and started to back up some. 'Is he going to do what I think He's going to do?!' She thought suddenly as he ran off full speed. She instantly wrapped her arms around his neck tightly as He, holding her, jumped over the gap between buildings.
"AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEE!!" She cried out as they started doing it with even intervals. She closed her eyes tightly as she heard him chuckle at her state of being. Her chest was caught in the cage of her breath as she heard the deep chuckles and shyly, the singer laughed at herself as well.
"No need to be afraid. I've done this many times before." He told her obviously grinning even if her eyes didn't exactly see his face in the darkness.
"Done what?" She asked humorously, seemingly to trust him a little bit. He was being nice to her and hadn't eaten her guts inside out and all that other stuff.
"Saved a beautiful damsel in distress, sweep her off her feet and have her steal your coat while at it." She smirked and laughed as at last they landed right in front of her complex. She tried to get down from his lingering arms, but he would have none of it since there was even more snow as of now. She growled, as the singer felt useless in this struggle. She didn't need to depend on him!!
"C'mon!! Let me off.Please!!" She cried out as he kept his hold on her tighter and walked into the warmer complex almost as if devoid of any emotion. His eyes searching for someone or something. E let her down as she began to check her shoes, avidly.
"Something doesn't seem right.." He murmured to himself as the damsel he had saved perked up her ears at hearing that. Her own sixth sense felt off the charts sensibly a lot. She shook her head as she got the keys out of her small coat pocket and opened the lock of her door. Keith stood there, his features obviously marred by intense thinking. Margerete merely shrugged it aside. This building held a lot of spirits within its halls and that was probably getting on his nerves.
With the door slightly ajar, a sound filled the area as blood flew out of skin and hit the adjunction wall.