Pure Knight

Ninth Sword

Vanessa stood in her office, and looked out of the window at the grounds. Students were coming and going to their rooms, and the night dorms were coming to life. She sighed, "It's bee a month since that day, and no one has heard anything of Michelle. She felt a dark presence behind her, and drew out her sword, pointing it at the persons' face. "Chairman, can you please remove that from my face?" She turned to the voice. A turned Ness, stared back, but watching the blade from cutting her neck. "Um, I came here to talk, not do anything." She was holding her hands in surrender. Vanessa sighed. Sitting in her chair, she looked at Ness. "You haven't heard anything either?"

 Ness shook her head. "No, and it's fucking annoying." They both sighed. They heard screaming, and giggling girls from the hallway, as they looked out the windows. "So, how are those two new students in the night dorm?" Ness shivered. "To me, just fucking creepy. They give off this vibe that they are better than everyone else. The weirdest thing is, the more intimidated one, pulled me aside, and asked if I knew Michelle." Vanessa set her chin on her hand. "And, what did you tell him?" Ness sighed, her glare was really painful. "I didn't tell him anything. Jackal pulled me away before I could say anything. Which I'm glad, because those guys are just plain creepy."

 Vanessa looked at the far wall. "I know your a vampire know, but I have a favor to ask." She looked at Ness. "It's written in the ancient texts, that a human who was once a hunter, can still use their hunter weapons, or they can give it to someone else, while they live their life. It even happens for a human, who decides to leave the hunters, and want to live a normal life." She smiled. "I remember when I wanted to do that, but something happened I can never get back." She stood, and looked out the window. "Chairman." Ness looked at her with a sad expression. A knock came to the door. "Excuse me, Chairman." Ness froze, as she felt the intimidating presence. She looked to the chairman, who looked at the newcomer. "What do I owe this visit, Royal blood Horus?" Ness turned her gaze to the man smiling at the chairman, and his servant behind him.

 Vanessa sat on her desk, crossing her arms. "I'm actually surprised they are still royals alive. The only one I've seen is the one from my daughter's memory." He perked up at the mention of Michelle. "That's one of the things I want to talk to you about. Should I come back later?" Vanessa looked at Ness. "No, we've just finished, for now. I'll see you later, Ness." Ness nodded, and left the room. She was holding her breath, until she got outside. Ness joined the other night class students. Sitting at her desk, she understood what the chairman was saying about the ancient texts. Everyone got quiet, as Horus, and his servant entered the room. She wants me to keep an eye on them. She smiled at Jackal, nodding a few times at what he was saying, while her thoughts drifted somewhere else.

  A young woman lay inside the circle of seven trees, each one spaced out five feet from each other. She was sleeping beneath the bloody, black and red willow. Her chest moved up and down, as the wind blew across the field. "You look better, Mich." She opened her eyes, and stared at the tiny figure, sitting on one of the willow's tree branches. "Nice to see you again, Luna." The little girl smiled at her, and jumped from the tree. When she landed, she brushed off the stray leaves, and twigs. Michelle studied the girl, who was in fact centuries old, but had the body of a ten year old. Her hair was black and silver intertwined into the strands. Her stormy grey eyes held knowledge, and history.

 Luna flicked her head. "You just thought of something rude, didn't you?" She pouted. Michelle smiled. "Not really." She closed her eyes again; breathing the scent of the air. "You know they're waiting for you?" Michelle opened one eye. "Yeah, I can feel my wounds are mostly healed, but there is still twinging, and the pain if I move. Plus, is this world, my body doesn't move at all. Kind of feels like I'm a human sized rock, with my hands on my stomach. The most I can do, is turn my head a little, speak, and open or close my eyes." She looked at the cloudy sky. "At least I'm not alone though." She smiled at Luna; who blushed, and turned away. "The reason why you probably can't move, is because your body was injured badly, and this world gives you an escape from that, as your body heals. I think the next time you come here, you'll be able to move." She brushed the hair from Michelle's face.