☢ Chapter Written By StriplessKitten ☢

Aya grumbled as she shielded her eyes from the bright sunlight that shone over the cursed Vampire Kingdom of Idreselle, by tugging on the hem of her hood to cover her hazel orbs, it did the trick, as her eyes had become overshadowed as such. She was upon horseback, her steed was as black in color as the young rebel's raven locks that were concealed under the hood of her dull grey cloak, he had the abnormality of blue eyes. Aya had named the stallion Ynitsed, which was the word 'destiny' in a reverse formation of lettering. She was very fond of the animal, as he was bred and trained especially for her when he was a mere foal. He came from a farmer named Christouf. He was a man of few words, but he was great friends with her Father, Exavier Kamishiro, that's all Exavier would tell Aya when she first received Ynitsed as a gift for her third birthday, she was too naive and clueless back then, she didn't bother asking any further questions about the man named Christouf, but he'd occasionally cross her mind when she caught sight of Ynitsed.

It was her memories that served her justice of the remembering how her Father would grow slightly anxious when he gave the younger Aya a detailed description of the farmer. A man with red hair, buff, tanned, a hooked nose, blue eyes, and a beard, fine cheekbones, and a scar that trailed from his ear to his upper lip, said scar even left a miniature gap upon his mustache. Aya wished she could've had the common sense during her youth to have questioned her Father how he got such a scar, but she didn't. But, it was what it was. It left her clueless for leads on any background history of her horse, then again, she had other things to worry about than the past of a mere animal.

She whipped the reigns belonging to Ynitsed, making him trot at a quicker pace. The seventeen year old damphir ignored the glowering glances she gained from passersby, she seemed like a commoner with an exquisite steed, a very rare sighting, and based off Aya's dull attire, others might've assumed she'd stolen the horse from someone of more importance, but they kept to themselves, too occupied with having their heads up their own asses to bother interfering Aya's path. Aya averted her gaze to around her surroundings, though her hazel orbs were hidden from sight, concealing both her identity and protecting her vision from overexposure of the sun, she could still see perfectly fine from beneath the hood. Her sight was grasped when she spotted a servant and his Lord, the servant trailed behind the extravagantly dressed noble with his head sunken, he looked miserable.

Aya furrowed her eyebrows, anger bubbling in the pit of her stomach. Originally, Aya was out in the Kingdom to merely gather more rebel recruits that were of a higher standard, but she was sure that Mikah, her bodyguard and swordsmanship/fencing trainer, wouldn't scold her over excessively if she had gained another rebel that was as feeble looking as that servant.

Aya hightailed Ynitsed to the an abrupt U-turn, she then geared him over to the noble, a determined look apparent on her yet-to-be vanquished rage that she tried her best to conceal. The nobleman halted from peering at a necklace he'd picked up from the jewelry stall before him, as their current location as the hot-spot in Idreselle for marketing businesses, the actual marketplace of the blasted Kingdom. He then peered at Aya with the corner of his eye, a sneer escaping his mouth as he scowled.

"What do you want of me? Money? I'm afraid you're going to have to beg for some somewhere else, street-rat.-- What's with the nifty stallion? You get that from your stolen fortune at that pawn exchange down eleventh avenue?" He turned around fully to face Aya.

"I don't want your cheep coppers, you pig nosed jester. How much for him?" Aya nodded her head in the direction of the servant boy who was still staring at the cobblestone pavement beneath his feet.

"What did you just refer me to you damned bitch?! -- I beg your pardon..?" The nobleman was astonished.

"Don't make me repeat myself, how much for the damned boy?" Aya clutched the hilt of her dagger that was pocketed inside a pocket inside her cloak for convenience of a surprise strike.

"He's not for sale--" Aya cut the nobleman off by pointing her dagger to his Adam's apple.

"It's either coins or your life for this trade, make the choice wisely." Aya seethed.

The servant then looked up, witnessing the scene caused his stomach to churn, his eyes to grow wide, and a gathering of nausea inside his mouth. What would become of him if he got sold off to this stranger, would he be used for other means besides tying the shoes of his Lord? Cleaning cutlery and dishes? Or dusting the manor he worked in?

"O-Okay, lets not get hasty, p-please--" The nobleman gulped down a lump that formed in his throat that had a dagger's point poking teasingly at his flesh, just waiting to slit, slice or pierce it.

"Shut up, name your price." Aya grew impatient, she didn't want to draw unwanted attention to herself.

"I stand by my word, I cannot give up this servant, he was trained the best out of all the other common muck that serve me..!" The nobleman spat.

"Aye, if that's what you want to play it like, I can arrange something for you." Aya's lips curved upward at the left corner, into the signature smirk she often adorned.

The nobleman was petrified beyond belief, urine trickled down his inner thigh, soaking his trousers in tiny droplets. Aya scoffed at how pathetic he was and smacked his cheek with the hilt of her dagger, she then grabbed his collar, and lifted him a couple inches in the air from where she was perched upon Ynitsed. The horse shook his head back and forth, his mane tossled about in tune to his movements.

"S-Spare me! I'm too wealthy to die! I have so much to gain and obtain yet with my riches! Don't off me here and now!" The nobleman shrieked as he clutched Aya's wrist that was hoisting him off the floor, his feet dangling around desperately attempting to reach the ground, but the gravitational pull was not in his favor.

"I told you to be fucking silent, do not draw any recoginiton or so help me-- Ah, fuck sake. Listen, I need that boy, like it or not. I would be obliged to kill you here and now, but God knows when that fool behind that stall returns with the gems you probably requested for that minging trinket you have in your unoccupied hand. You do this the peaceful way, or my own fucking route. Last and final warning, you've got little to no choice on how this ordeal steers with your own actions." Aya made sure he could feel the intensity of her glare beneath her hood, he didn't have to see her eyes to know it was there that way. And he sure as Hell caught onto the fierce stare's existence.

The nobleman struggled for another few moments, before he went limp. He was numb with disgust, how he was so weak to an underclassmen, not to mention a woman, he'd guessed Aya's gender based off her feminine and raspy toned voice no doubt.

"That's a good boy~" Aya cooed at his quietness, she then dropped him when he was finished objecting, though she maintained her hold on him.

"He's worth a pretty penny, it'll be doubled any price of a diamond." The nobleman stood his ground, regardless of his situation.

"Well, how unfortunate. I'd slaughter you right here if I wanted to, but it'd be too fucking messy and obvious. And I have other manners to attend to, so I'll just make you disappear, vanish. Into thin air, how? I'll simply take both of you with me, only to find a nice secluded spot to do the dandy job of banishing the world of your existence." Aya replied.

"You want him for free?" The nobleman ignored Aya's threat.

"Aye, or at a lower price." She hummed.

"Bah, you're a cursed harlot, take him." The nobleman nodded in Aya's direction to signify the servant boy to go with her.

"And you're a snobby bastard with no regard for anyone but his own worthless life, pleasure doing business with you- as you nobles say." Aya then shoved the nobleman into the stall behind him.

The servant boy's heart-rate increased dramatically as he could hear it's pounding inside his head, a ringing noise of alarm sounding within his eardrums to accompany his other panicked-driven body language.

"Come here." Aya held her hand out to him, which he hesitantly took.

Aya then pulled him onto her horse, glaring down at the nobleman who was sitting in a pile of broken wood, and scattered jewelry.

"Not a word of this to anyone, if anyone asks, you tripped." Aya coldly said before she grabbed the servant boy's hands and forced them to rest on her hourglass shaped waist for his own balance's sake.

He blushed a tint of a light pink, before he cleared his throat and ignored his current situation, trying to think of his new freedom.

Aya then rode off further down the street, putting her dagger away. That's when she felt a tap on her left shoulder, she grunted, then looked over her shoulder at the boy.

"Excuse me, but who are you..? Why did you do this?-- Why me?" He asked.

"I'll explain shortly, okay?" Aya rolled her eyes, and looked ahead of her again.

"At least let me know the face of my new Master." He tapped her shoulder again.

"Tch. Listen, I'm on a tight shift right now, I just peered at you and deemed you worthy of a minor pit stop."

"Oh, I see."

"Mhm."

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It was around six o'clock when Aya had finally reached her designated time to strike. It was time to put her plan into action. Two hours beforehand, Aya had returned the servant boy to the Under-World where she lived. She began explaining the situation to Mikah and taking off once more before he could scold her. Now, she laid low, her surroundings had been the outside of the palace's interior wall.

Aya cleared her path's journey of any interupptions by slaughtering any guards that stood in her way, she was as swift as ever, she unexpectedly came across the throne room sooner than she would've anticipated. With a careful heel-toe movement, Aya sneaked over to the towering double doors belonging to the throne room. She then caught sight of Diamond, her eyes widened slightly to see the Queen. Diamond was minding her own business, walking through the marble flagged corridors without a care in the world. Aya narrowed her eyes in a cautious way as she loomed her way behind Diamond, the Queen froze, sensing something amiss. She shot around to see Aya standing before her, a crazed look etched onto the damphir's usually monotone face.

"I've dreamed about this for so long.. you've no idea." Aya gripped the hilt of her Father's sword tightly, it was dripping in crimson liquid belonging to the fallen corpses that she'd downed.

"No.." Diamond breathed out.

Aya laughed quietly, before she began chuckling darkly, she then followed up with a burst of medolic laughter, that then turned into a fully blown cackle.

"Ahahaha!~ Haa..-- Y e s." She looked a Diamond with such hunger in her hazel irises, the sheer look of fear that Diamond held pleasured Aya with every tingle she fantasized having.

Diamond was ready to protect herself, but she was a lady, not trained in the districts of combat, only the uses of ladylike manners and how to be a suitable Queen, she was no match for Aya, who was much more experienced in those specterums.

"You wench! How did you get in here?!" Diamond hissed at Aya.

"Do make those faces of pure anguish when I exterminate you.. Your highness." Aya purred as she then lunged forth and impaled Diamond's abdomen as swift as a sly fox.

"Nrk..! Nngh..-- Ack!" Diamond gagged on her own blood that she trickled down the corner of her mouth, her tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Die.. the.. way.. I.. want.. you.. to, burn in Hell like the way my flesh burned the night I lost my innocence, burn the way my desire of dispatching you does.." Aya shoved her blade deeper past Diamond's squishy organs.

Diamond's life slipped through Aya's fingertips as her eyes faded in color. Aya's smile became more and more wilder, stretching from ear to ear. Her Father's sword was made to kill all kinds of creatures, including vampires, no matter their class or status.

"Yes.. that's such a suiting expression for you to adorn, you're welcome I gave you such a gratifying look." Aya twisted the hilt at a ninety degree angle, churning Diamond's innards with sickening ease.

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! N-NOO..------" Diamond screamed, but Aya had clasped her palm over her mouth, her eyes wide with delight.

"Don't open that pretty little mouth of yours, I said to die the way I fucking wanted you to, that means you fall a silent puppet you narky bitch." Aya then brought her sword upwards into Diamond's heart, killing her.

Aya then began to dismember some parts of Diamond's corpse, playing with the innards and drawing doodles on the rug and the walls with her blood, she then laughed louder than she had done previous, and finished off her job of humiliating Diamond's body beyond recognition. Aya's face was covered in blood, as was her clothes and sword. Not that she cared, if anything, she wished for more of the hemoglobin tinted liquid.

With swift movements and bloodlust on her mind, Aya slammed open the throne room where Lucario was sat upon his throne, dining away. He abruptly stood, his eyes laced with anger. He saw Exavier when he looked at Aya, she was his equal in his opinion, nothing more than a sorry excuse of a doppleganger. Aya didn't give him a chance or a second wind warning of her actions, she just went for him.

Lucario drew his own golden blade, and also launched for Aya, but what he judged her for being his weaker half, was a massive mistake, one that would cost him everything. Him and the pale girl clashed blades for a long duration of time, there was barely any guards that wore a match for Aya either, as she had offed them the mere second they arrive to save their foolish King. Aya managed to catch Lucario off guard by sliding between his legs and appearing from behind him, she'd then decapitate him. Just one slice motion, and he was gone, Aya then proceeded to do similar antics with his body's condition she'd done to his wife's body. Aya then retrieved both his body and Diamond's and proceeded to place them back on their thrones.

Diamond's body only had an intact torso and head, head her arms and legs were missing, Lucario had his crown broken and his head placed on his lap.

Aya then bolted off into the night, on her trusty steed Ynitsed, she needed somewhere for refuge from the palace. That's when Aya stumbled across a manor on the outskirts of town. Aya had charged in, the only tenants inside the manor was a teenage girl and her Mother. Aya dispatched the Mother, and was about to kill the daughter, when the teenage girl rose from her seat at the dining table and turned to face Aya.

Aya growled and slashed her sword forth. The teenage girl was unphased, a stoic expression gracing her facial features as she stared down at her Mother's corpse. She then looked at Aya and.. smiled.

"Thank.. you."

"Nani!?—" Aya gasped.

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