The "hiding spot" dad was talking about was basically an elaborately made hole in the ground that both of them made before I was born. Once it was opened it would activate a spell that would make it seem as if I never existed in the first place.
Outside I could hear an intense battle rage on.
...
After hours of fighting the noise outside stopped almost completely. I was eager to see mom and dad, and instead of waiting for a special signal we came with. I unlatched opened the wooden hatch and rushed to the door. I pushed so hard the door had almost come the hinges.
The energy, the happiness I felt as I stood frozen was drained. Replaced by a sense of cold realization, grief, anguish, despair. It hit me like a freight train. I sat there with the same smile for what felt like an eternity. My stomach twisted into a knot.
It felt like I was drowning. Deep down I felt something boiling in the bottom of my heart. It was rage, pure unchecked rage. They had been more of parents than the ones in my past life. I had come to love them more than anything in the world.
To my left fathers body lay mutilated almost beyond recognition. Just 10 meters away lay mothers body with several pale looking people hunched over it. A cold black filled my heart.
The hatred had consumed me. A couple feet away lay my fathers most prized possession. It was was a long, slightly curved blade that had been passed down in his family for generations. If anyone from my old world saw it they would instantly recognize it as a katana.
As soon as I held it I injected mana in it causing a flame that if fueled would burn forever. This was one of the very few weapons that could actually kill a vampire.
The vampires that had previously not noticed me up until now, rose from mothers corpse to confront me.
I had acted before they even had the chance to make a move. I had used teleportation magic, something that both mom and dad didn't even know about. In one fell swoop all were dead. They're now burning bodies lay on the ground.
When I look down at myself blood had splattered all over my clothes. I look up once more to see several werewolf bodies on the outskirts of the clearing. It seemed both races had made an alliance just to kill us.
I slowly make my way over to what's left of mom before collapsing as I feel my consciousness slip. Off in the distance I could hear the yelling of people before passing out completely.
...
When I came to I was laying in my bed, as if sensing my awakening a blonde haired girl that had seemingly dozed off looked up and met my eyes. She was quite beautiful with creamy white skin, green eyes, a small nose and thin lips. From what I could tell through her cloths she had a good build with just the right amount of muscle. Though what I couldn't get past were her giant breasts. She carried an air of elegance but I could tell already that she was probably the equivalent of the clumsy elf in lots of the cliched tv I used to watch.
When she sees me conscious she calls out to someone named Darren. By the time the gruff middle aged man had arrived I had changed into some trousers and a short sleeved shirt I used to practice swordsmanship.
When he arrived at the door he asked, "What's wrong", before noticing me up and out of bed.
"Oh...OH! Where are my manners, my name is Darren and this is Melithia. May I know what your name is little miss?"
"The names Kimberly" I say coldly.
"May I ask what happened here?"
I sat there for a second contemplating wether I should tell them or not.
"Fine" I say reluctantly, "and you can invite your friend that's been lurking outside, in."
A moment of silence washes over the room before a rather handsome man steps into the room.
"What's your name" I ask.
"James" he says simply while looking me up and down.
"Well now that everyone is here how about I tell you a story" I say.
"A story" Melithia questions.
"Yes, a story. A very old tale my mother used to tell me. A story of forbidden love... a taboo.
Thousands of years ago a vampire and a werewolf fell deeply in love. Eventually that love turned into something. A child. They had done something that was thought impossible since the beginning of the two species. That child was power hungry, and he soon gained enough power to take over both of the races bringing them together, but he was a tyrant. He killed thousands of innocent, rampaging all around the world without care. Both the vampire and the werewolf had enough and banded together for the first time in history to kill him. Many died before he was finally slain. It didn't take long before the previous alliance to break and both races quickly secluded themselves. Not long after rules were put in place, rules that of broken were punished severely. But the rule that reigned absolute was put in place to stop a calamity like that from ever happening again."[1]
"So you're..." Melithia began.
"Yes" I said, "I'm a half breed, a mixed blood, a monstrosity, a freak."
A silence washed over the room before James asked, "what are you going to do now?"
"Leave" I say.
"Leave" Melithia asks, "but where will will you go?"
"Anywhere" I say before leaving the room in silence.
...
The first thing I do is find a travel bag and fill it with necessities. I first grab some non perishable food from a cupboard. I then get on the counter and reach for a rack of vials filled with a thick red substance. To me this substance is my lifeline, if taken away I will slowly grow hungrier until I fall into madness. Blood, it was blood, though I don't necessarily like it I'm quite used to seeing it. I would need to drink one every three days. I learned early on that if a vampire does not get blood within a week they will slowly lose control over themselves and attack anything at random until they were satisfied. Past two weeks all sense of reason would be lost and regardless of how much they drank there was no help for them.
Outside I stack the bodies of my mothers killers and burn them with a face devoid of emotion. I then retrieve mom and dads wedding rings and put them on a small chain I use as a necklace. Next I bring my parents bodies to the back of the house where I dig graves each with their own maker.
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Both Melithia and Darren try to convince me to go back with them but it was all in vain as I would go deep into the forest to train my body and cultivate my magic. I was out for blood and I would have it but unlike others I won't go in guns a blazing, I would carefully train myself and strike without mercy.
...
In all I would train for 7 years till I was sixteen. During the first year of training I trained using illusion magic so I was at least be as good as dad. The second and third year would be used coming up with strong magic that is practical for combat. My favorite was creation magic which allowed me to make an arsenal of modern weapons. The draw back of using it was you had to clearly picture what you made so things like vehicles with thousands of parts were extremely hard to make and I have yet to succeed in making one. The other draw back was the bigger it was the longer it took to make which made it inconvenient to use in the heat of battle. Another magic I enjoyed using was transformation magic that allowed you to turn into whatever you want as long as you know what it looks. Unfortunately it had some draw backs as well, such as it hurting like hell. During the forth year I messed around with enchantment magic and ended up blowing things up several times. I even lost an arm once. Most fortunately me being from two very strong races that have an insane healing factor, so it grew back after a day. Unsurprisingly I also had my second transformation that year and was what would be considered an adult within any werewolf community.
It was a bit weird but I got used to being three times my size pretty quickly. The final three years went into combat training with my new arsenal of deadly killing machines and magic.
...
As I exited the forest I headed strait to the nearest clothing store. Over the past seven years of intense training I had lost my clothes and was now wearing an awkwardly made set of clothing I fashioned out of dear hide. It didn't really cover anything except the parts I didn't want people to really see. There had been an incident during my third year and within the first two years my clothes were destroyed and I had been pretty much naked for a long time. Coincidentally a group of adventurers had taken a request that led them into my "territory". It was a party full of men and despite them being quite the gentleman they couldn't help but looking at my developing body that had grown quite a bit. On the account they didn't try to pull anything I let them live but I was tempted to kill them on the spot.
Walking down the paved cobble stone road I received many weird looks ranging from disgust to lustful stares. It wasn't the nicest feeling but I put the temptation to just kill them all on the spot. I'm sure if mom was here they would be dead before the could blink.
...
A couple minutes later I arrived at a very nice looking shop called Frans clothing emporium. As I entered a woman that couldn't be older than twenty approach me a bit hesitantly.
"E-excuse me may I help you" she stuttered.
"As you can see I have no proper clothes and would like to purchase some" I say while taking out a poach of money from the travel bag that had somehow survived several years of extremely rough treatment.
Back when I was messing around with enchantments I had discovered that it had several enchantments of its own to increase it durability by several thousand fold. I was a bit surprised at first but thinking about it, it actually made sense. Though the signs of wear were visible for all to see.
"May I inquire what type of clothing your looking for" she asked timidly.
"Something easy to move in."
Looking me over she brought me to a part of the store filled with women's undergarments.
"Do you know your measurements" she asked.
"No" I said simply.
"Please follow me" she said as she lead me to a changing room not to far away.
She quickly pulled out a measuring tape and spun me every which way while measuring all around my body before walking off and returning with a set of underwear, pants and a t-shirt. Seeing me stare at them dumbly the girl giggled and helped me into the clothes.
When I finally had everything on there was a weird sense of discomfort. When I pinpointed the problem I took off my pants and started to rip them, effectively making them short-shorts. It seems not having proper clothing for a long time caused me to develop a weird allergy to clothing that covered anything more than necessary.
I heard a small gasp to the right of me and realized what I had done. I quickly did a slight bow and apologized.
"I'm so sorry" I said hurriedly.
"Oh, nonono, as long as you pay for it it's ok" she said.
"U-Um ok" I said, "can I get a couple more pairs of these."
"As long as you don't create a mess" she said.
We soon exited the changing room and grabbed several pairs of everything she had brought me previously.
"Do you have any jackets" I asked.
Although I had grown accustomed to cold weather it was still quite uncomfortable and winter was right around the corner. A moment later we were surrounded by jackets. I quickly found a nice looking one that actually had a zipper! I was quite surprised myself to see one. It seems that the people of this world are a bit more advanced in someways more than my previous one.
It was good quality to, they had even enchanted it using a type of magic that I assumed was fire to warm the coat! I was thoroughly impressed. Though that raised the question of if there might be another reincarnate wandering the streets.
I quickly pushed the thought away for another time and decided to check out.
"Ok, I think I have enough for now.
Where do I pay" I ask.
"Right over here" she says while leading me to a big counter.
She quickly does a few calculations and hands me a slip of paper with the total amount. I was a bit caught off guard by the price but quickly paid up. I waved goodbye and headed for the door when I was stopped by a hand pulling on mine. When I turn back the girl I panting a bit and says, "You know you walk pretty fast."
"Did I do something wrong" I ask.
"Nonono, I just forgot to tell you my name"
"Huh?"
"Wellll, if we ever meet again I'd like to sit down and have a chat. So if we see each other than we'll at least know each other's names."
"Ah ok, my name is Kimberly."
"Hello Kimberly my name is Mary" she says as she sticks her hand out.
I take it and say, "It has been nice meeting you Mary and I hope to see you soon."
"You as well" she says while releasing my hand.
I then turn and walk away while waving.
...
On the street I spot a couple of men clad in amour talking to each other. I quickly walk over to them and ask where the nearest blacksmith is. Despite the menacing aura the give off they were quite nice and pointed to a shop a little ways away. Despite being quite extraordinary at creation magic I have the hardest time making armor. I don't know what it is but there's some weird force as I call it that doesn't allow me to make armor.
...
A couple seconds later I enter the shop and the loud clang of a hammer on metal can be heard coming from the back. I wander around for a bit when suddenly a loud boom, yelling, and cursing can be heard as a short man walks out of the back. When he notices me he stops in his tracks and rudely asks, "What are you starin at."
"Ah sorry I was host looking at armor and it's my first time seeing a dwarf" I say.
"An why is a young girl like you looking for armor."
"What else for, to protect myself while I slaughter the beasts that killed my parents" I said with a crazy look on my face.
"I've lived a long life lass and I've seen people like you. They usually end up dead a couple months later."
"Oh~, but I'm not like those other people."
"That I can tell. They weren't as far gone as you."
"Oh~, don't be like that. I have feelings too."
"I'm afraid it's too late for you" he said solemnly.
"Now how about you show me the best gear you got~."
He shook his head before heading back into the door he came from before returning with a literal bikini.
When I saw it, it reminded me of the cliche where the less skin it covers the more it will protect you.
"This my dear lass is something I've been keepin safe for a very long time. It belonged to a very old friend who helped me out a while back. Unfortunately she's been dead for a very long time and it's just been hangin around. As you can see I don't have any use fir it so I best pass it on to someone who will use it."
I was hesitant but I took it despite my feelings and he directed me to a fitting room. As I slowly slipped it on and I felt a surge of power before there was a sudden burning sensation where it covered my body. As it ended I fell to my knees for a couple of moments before getting back up. I turned to go and yell at the dwarf before I realized what I was wearing and opted to do it after I put my clothes on.
As I went to take it off I felt some unknown powers pull my arm away. I tried a couple more times before finally giving up and decided to put on clothes over top of it.
As I slid my shirt down I felt something warm envelop me and looked down. What I saw shocked me instead of a shirt there were ashes covering the ground. I once again tried putting on a shirt and again it burned to ashes. I immediately pulled up my shorts and to my surprise they didn't completely burn to ashes like the the shirts. I then tried putting my coat on it didn't burn. I immediately tried to pull up the zipper but I felt the heat once again and pulled the zipper back down.
I rushed out of the fitting room and grabbed the dwarf by the collar and lifted him off the ground.
"What is this thing" I shouted.
He signaled me to bring my head closer.
"It's a piece of armor worn by the demon lord Rinx. It was her best piece of equipment and it seemed to have accepted you as it's master. Though for it to accept you means you have to be quite strong and have a bit of demon lineage. If you do I expect it to purify it's tainted parts so you'll probably be growing some horns, a tail, a pair of wings ya know the typical demon stuff."
I was stunned, this had to be the biggest troll in the universe. This pretty much confirmed my suspicion of other reincarnators. Who else would do something like this. I slowly felt my brain crash as I took in all of the information.
I slowly walked out of the shop a gold coin later and walked my self into an inn for a good long sleep.
Note: this chapter was the longest I've written ever and I hoped you enjoy it. If there are any serious grammar mistakes please inform me and I will fix them. And no this was not written all today this was three days of work. I usually post chapter that range from 900-1400 which takes me a couple hours to make and this one was 3184 words not counting the note. So yeah.
Anyway I had fun making this and I hoped you had fun reading it. Thanks for reading and have a good day/evening/night depending on when you read this.