"What is your choice Lor?" I close my eyes tight, continuously wincing in pain; I don't want her help... but... I want to live.
"No..." I mutter, "I won't do it! You did this to me, so why do you want to make it right again?!" I could feel the hot tears trail down my bloody face; I was confused, sore, tired and angry.
"It was a test... I was testing your heart. Plus. I was in denial. I'm so-"
"I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT! I don't wanna hear it!" I bawl out, finally dropping the katana on the pitch black floor, crying and hugging my chest, in pain... in so much pain... so many tears,
"I'm trying to give you another chance to live!" She states angrily, "Don't you want to damn live?! Or would you rather me finish you off right now and you will NEVER be the way you want to be..." My eyes widen... how did she...?
"Here... I've realised that you've been thinking a lot lately, so why not write it down babe? I mean... I don't wanna read it. But its better to let things out ya know?" Dante hands me a small, black diary like book with a golden pen. I smile, hugging him,
"Thank you Dante, I'll write heaps in here! Just to let you know!" I giggle disappearing into my room, I turn around before I shut the door to see Dante, with hands on his hips, shaking his head and smirking,
"You are so weird babe. One moment you can be so damned upset, and then BAM you're all happy and hyperactive." He sighs, 'I will never understand woman." I just grin and close my door, the very instant the handle clicked my face dropped, gazing down at the book,
"I know exactly what I'm going to write in you..."
Entry One.
-It's not the same living with no living family members... I'm pretty sure faking my emotions is going to backfire sometime soon.
My name is Lor Valentine. I am twenty years old with chin length blonde hair and green eyes, my eyes turn red at the night time as I am a half vampire.
My mother was killed when I was young, my father said that she was killed by an on the run murderer, which explained the gigantic wound on her neck.
My mother was everything to me, she taught me to be who I am... but when she died father taught me almost the exact opposite. As I sit here writing, I am in a place I have never been in, in my twenty years of life I have never left my house.
And now I am living in a building with one of the sons of Sparda... Dante to be exact. He's a great guy, obsessed with pizza, hooking up with women and killing demons that seem to leak out every once in a while. I'm always here when he does that. Oh... and I have learnt that he completely hates anchovies. It's cute.
He always calls me babe, it's kind of annoying but I let him get away with it.
I want to be a different person... I don't know if I can help it but I am tired of being so innocent. I scream when I swear, I can't be rude to people, when someone is rude to me I freak out, when someone hits on me I FREAK OUT. Oh man... I mean, I've only been here for about two weeks and my life is turning upside down! I sit cross legged in skirts for god's sake!
But I like it... it's like I have freedom.
Dante is seriously a bad influence... but it's awesome.-
Entry twenty five.
-I've been here for I think about a month and a half now. I still have the same 'good' habits of mind. But I'm not as afraid of Dante anymore; I've gotten over the fact that he murdered my father. And I also think he is trying to convince me my father is a bad person, but I won't ever believe that.
I don't know... can you actually be friends with someone that has murdered family?
I was upset with father when I learnt that he would sneak out every night to drink blood. Mother had taught me NEVER to hurt humans... but he did.
Maybe I think I forgive father. But I don't. It's confusing.
It was funny... today Dante tried to teach me how to swear, every time I tried to say one I would squeal and cover my mouth. He found it funny, so I started crying. He felt so bad!
HOLY MOTHER OF...
I think I like DANTE!
Oh man, oh man, oh man... I'd like to ramble on about it... but I DON'T KNOW!
Someone please tell me...
This is odd... I'm writing in a book and asking for help...
THAT'S CRAZY.
I can't stop thinking about him seriously...
The only crush I have ever had was on some guy from a generic sit com...
I want him to change me...
For the better.
I want to be strong like Dante, so I can protect myself.
I don't want to die until I tell him how I feel.
Should I tell him how I feel?-
"Because a spirit like me can see things Lor. I know what you want."
"NO! I don't care what you know!" I grit my teeth, closing my eyes tight, trying to carefully choose my next words. But all I could do was whimper, "Dante..."
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"So what do you think?" Shiva asks, looking over Dantes form still staring at the frozen Lor,
"She's so gonna hate me if I do nothing. So hey, let me try."
"Close your eyes..."
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A couple of minutes had passed and I could feel my energy slowly fade away yet again, and I knew Shiva was with me no longer.
It seemed to be getting colder, and colder, and colder the more I stayed in my position, tears freely flowing from my eyes.
I remembered something.... something my mother used to sing to me to get me to sleep. It was brutal yet calming, she would only sing the calming part, and father would always sing the part I disliked the most so I don't really remember it...
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When Dante's eyes finally opened, he felt cold. Very, very cold. He could feel his muscles tense up at the sudden temperate chance.
He realised what he was here for and frantically looked around in hopes of seeing Lor, but all he could hear was sobbing... 'no...' he thought, 'humming...' he started to listen intently, 'no...' he thought again, 'it's singing...'
Bless me with the
Leaf off of the tree
On it I see
The freedom reign
We are falling
The light is calling
Tears inside me
Calm me down
Midnight calling
Mist of resolving
Crown me, with the
Pure green leaf
Praise to my father
Blessed by the water
Black night, dark sky
The devil's cry
Bless me with the
Leaf off of the tree
On it I see
The freedom reign
We are falling
The light is calling
Tears inside me
Calm me down
Once the voice had stopped, Dante heard a shrill cry of misery, regret and just plain pain. Spinning around quickly, he saw Lor's small form in shambles, only slightly lighted up in the darkness. She was crying, trying to finish the singing that soothed Dante's ears only moments ago. The katana beside her was shining that light.
"Babe..." Her head shot up, her teary green eyes locking with Dante's icy blues,
"D-Dante!" She screamed, shooting upright, only to fall down again in pain, shaking and trembling fiercely, "Dante..." she coughed as he ran to her side, "I don't know what to do... I don't want to die but..." He silenced her by picking her and the katana up,
"How could you refuse such an offer babe...?" She looks down, as if he was scolding her,
"She hurt me. I'm dying as we speak..." She whimpers, shuddering a little in the cold,
"And...? The main question is Lor... do you want to die, or do you want to live?" He could feel her blood seeping through his gloves but he didn't actually care at the moment, at the moment Dante was just trying his hardest not to panic. He didn't really want a woman to die in his arms,
"I want to live... with you." She lulls her head back into his shoulder to make eye contact with him, he smirks and then lets out a small chuckle,
"That's good enough for me! Alright spirit thing! Let us out of here!"
There was a sound of shattering, a bright light engulfing them. There was a twin set of screams and a twin set of thuds on a cold floor.
REZULTZ
Hay, that was a bit longer than usual.
Just in case you guys are confused. Dante doesn't know about Lor's journal entries. During her flashback scene all he was doing was staring at frozen Lor. kay?
RATE/MESSAGE PLZ or else Lor will come to your house and rip a chunk out of your neck =]
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