Heart Song to the Moon

Chapter Three

The young assassin notices the glazed look in this creature’s eyes and pulls a belt knife out of its leather sheath from her sash. “Now is my time to strike,” She thinks and leaps across the room towards the creature standing in the middle as still as a statue. She reaches him and plunges the dagger into his chest all the way to the hilt. The assassin looks at the wound and realizes that there is no blood and his body is ice cold. “What manner of creature is this?” The assassin whispers out loud confusingly. Returning from the depths of his forgotten memories, he looks down at this pathetic excuse of a wretched assassin and sighs. “Why is it always the idiots?” He thinks.

He grabs the young female assassin by the throat with his right hand, lifting her up off of the floor and smiles. With unnatural speed and unknown strength, he slams the young assassin through the obsidian doors shattering them and slamming her against the wall in the dark and cold hallway. The sound of a loud crack echoes as her back and head are met by stone and she screams out in pain. She asks in a pained tone, “Why…. How is this possible?” Moving in closer until he was only inches away from her face, his cold and emotionless eyes stole fear into her as he tells her; “You woke me after 1200 years of sleep with the face of the w***e who killed my daughter and tried to murder me. You break the seal placed upon me with the Ritual Resurrection aided by the Candle of Souls only to plunge a dagger into my chest after confessing the lie that you are “Love”. You play amongst terrible and ancient memories assassin, memories that have plagued me for a millennia. This is possible because “I” choose for it to be possible wench! Unfortunately I remember who and what I am. My name is Ta’Keo Vicctorio Shiniyuri and I am a creature who has no room for love!”

She looks upon the creature, terrified at the raw power in his voice. The last thing she sees is this dangerous and unstoppable creature pull her belt knife from his chest and with all his strength, delves it into her skull. “Now that that’s done, it’s time that I walk my halls once again and feed on the idiots curious and foolish enough to make my castle their home.” He said to himself as he looks back at the rubble that used to be the obsidian doors to his tomb. As he walked down the corridor he thought aloud, “First things first Ta’Keo. First, I have to find some proper attire. It will be extremely difficult to inspire and enthrall fear and terror into anyone with this “Monster” swinging freely between my legs. Secondly, I must put that twit of an assassin’s body somewhere to make a point. Thirdly….. Well I’ll think of things as I go. No need to rush things until I feed.” The only other sound was his bare feet hitting the cold marble floor.

Walking down the hallway corridor, Ta’Keo is disgusted at the decay and ruin of his once glorious and prestigious keep. Parts of the ceiling were missing, cobwebs spread from frame to archway, to ceiling hanging and waving as the cool nighttime autumn breeze made its way through the dreadful yet weary hallway. The spider web wisped from the breeze like a cloud of smoke stuck between reality and imagination. Continuing to walk aimlessly, yet determined through the enormous sized cobweb, he instantly became irritated that they stuck to him. As he went to wipe the webs off himself he snapped his fingers and the webs caught aflame. He watched, shocked as the enormous spider-web danced with fire across its entirety. To his eyes it looked like an opening into another realm. “Hmm, that was interesting.” He said to himself thinking that he would investigate that tid bit once he dressed himself and feed.

“Interesting indeed, I haven’t seen a person who can manipulate the elements in….in….well s**t. I can’t remember. Damn blasted memory.” A mysterious voice said curiously.”Who’s there? Show thyself!” Screamed Ta’Keo as he turned around frantically, trying to figure out the origin of the voice. As he turned, he saw….something, if that’s what you could call it, dashing towards him. Whatever it was, it was totally engulfed in flames and headed straight for him. “Ahhh, please help! Ahhh it burns, it burns so bad, make it stop please. Ahhh!” The mysterious…..whatever it is jumped straight for Ta’Keo as he moved to duck and brace himself for impact the mysterious thing disappeared at the last moment.

“What manner of sorcery is this?” Yelled Ta’Keo. The mysterious figure appeared in front of Ta’Keo, walking through the wall to his right laughing and brushing away the flames that were upon him. Still laughing the figure said, “Oh, the look on your face was worth all the gold in Florinado, Carpathian. You were all, oh no, oh my, no please don’t burn me. Hahahaha! Jumping and moving back like you could defend yourself against a ghost. What manner of Carpathian or Vampire are you anyway? And why in the nine hells are you naked? Geez, kids nowadays. You know, you really don’t inspire fear when you walk around looking like you’re ready to wreak havoc on a brothel!? Anyways, my name is Bells and I am a ghost who has been trapped within this castle for…..um…..shit! I forgot how long ago. But nice to make your acquaintance, shiny buns!”

Why in the nine hells is there a ghost of this enormous annoying proportion in my castle? “I don’t have time for your shanagins apparition.” What the hell is going on? What in the hell has happened? “You waste my time with foolish games and childish antics.” He said as he started to walk away down the dark and morbid hallway. “Hey there jumpy,” said bells calling after the Carpathian, “that was an interesting thing there you did with the web.” “Hey,” he called following Ta’Keo, “can you sneeze out a windstorm, and maybe fart streaks of lightening out of your ass? Oh wouldn’t that be a sight to see, Lord Ta’Keo, the Carpathian that breaths typhoons, pisses fire and farts lightening and shits thunder.”

“What did you just say ghost?” Asked Ta’Keo as he stopped and turned around to address the apparition floating towards him. “Oh nothing,” replied Bells, “I was just wondering and thinking out loud how cool it would be to see you manipulate the elements.” “What elements?” asked Ta’Keo, “What are you talking about?” “I’ve seen you produce fire with a snap out of thin air. You stalk around your castle with barely a sound so it’s safe to assume that you can manipulate Air also. I witnessed what you did to the little miss I-got-the-hot-shits-for- you back there and only a lightening user exuberates that type of strength and unstable temper. You are very powerful indeed cold one, plus I wonder what would happen if you passed gas or burped anyway, would you set your ass on fire or would belch a heat wave?” asked Bells.

“You are an annoying spirit. I see why you were named Bells.” Annoyed, Ta’Keo starts to walk down the hall again. Bells appeared in front of Ta’Keo and changed into a court jester with black tights, a black shirt, and a hat with bells the size of apples with slippers to match. He reached behind his back and produced bells the size of human skulls in each hand. He then multiplied himself four-fold and danced around the Carpathian, shaking the bells on his head, feet and in his hands violently screaming, “Ding-a-ling, Ding-a-ling!” Pinching the bridge of his nose, shaking his head in pure annoyance, “You are an annoying asshole.”

“Be that as it may, if you keep saying sweet things like that, I might just fall for you sweet cheeks! Anyways, scaredy fangs, I will have you until the end of time Carpathian. You will forever know the sway of my Ding-a-ling-a-ling,” joke Bells. “What could I have done to be haunted by this spirit?” asked Ta’Keo. “You were just the lucky fool to happen to cross the path of Alexander Bellthuzar!” proclaimed Bells. Ta’Keo looked up in pure surprise. I know that name from somewhere he thought to himself for a minute looking away. His eyebrows shot upward as he remembered where he had heard that name from and pointed, “You’re….You’re…” “Yes,” replied Bells, “I am the master of the elements and the Holy keeper of Precepts. Funny how that works however, I can manipulate all of the elements, I can even bend all there laws but I couldn’t save myself from being murdered by my own acolyte. He is known or at least was known as Priest.”

Priest? Thought Ta’Keo, why does that name sound so familiar? Where have I heard of it before? “I hope you didn’t think it was because I played with bells? Because if you did, then you are a bigger i***t then I took you for,” said Bells. “No,” answered Ta’Keo, “I believed it was because of that ridiculous parade you just annoyingly put on for my explicit misery. So tell me Bells, how can you tell what elements I possess? Can you see them with me? Is there any way to detect them and how many people possess these said abilities or talents?” “Oh by the gods’ boy, I can’t see s**t or detect a damn thing in anyone.” “Then how did you….” Before the Carpathian could finish his question Bells interrupted. “I was surprised to see you produce fire out of thin air. You are a Carpathian, or did you forget that tid bit. I am really starting to wonder if you are a retarded vampire instead of Carpathian. You are a hunter and a predator by nature, so of course you’re going to move silently so your prey can’t hear you approach. Plus, I thought since you could produce fire out of thin air, there’s no reason why you can’t fart lightening or s**t thunder. s**t who knows, you just might do so.”

Walking away immensely annoyed by Bells, “You are a useless apparition; I have things that need to be done.” Bells yelled after him, “Yeah, like getting a sense of humor, a boulder produces more smiles and laughs than you do. But don’t fret thunder buns, I’ll keep you company until you develop a sense of humor.” Ta’Keo stalked down the hall, waving his arms above his head, palms and fingers spread as if giving up on trying to make sense of this mysterious spirit named Bells.

The ghost floated behind the Carpathian and thought to himself, he really doesn’t remember anything, does he? Ta’Keo Vicctorio Shiniyuri; The Carpathian Demon, Kin slayer, Elemental from Hell, dreaded and feared throughout all of Florinado and every providence in Japan. The only Carpathian to control all the elements and thought to have lost his mind after the murder of his daughter, sealed away by the Order of the Almighty Church. They feared his power and couldn’t quite understand his immortality. They even went so far as to corrupt his wife, the Mistress Alexaundra Tsubaki, to cooperate with the g******e of his family and village. If he ever remembers the truth of what really happened, may the gods have mercy on our souls, the realms and the man responsible for giving the order of g******e on the Shiniyuri clan and estate, Priest….. My Son.