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| Deleted User | Aug 20 2007, 09:34 PM Post #1 |
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Vent was completely wiped out, snoring away in his room in the West Wing. Posters of characters from the old Megaman series, Rush, Dr. Light, Megaman..Posters of them lined the walls of Vent's now pitch black room, as Vent dreamt of Bridget... "zzz..B-bridget...zzzz.." Vent murmered in his sleep, as he turned to find a more comftable spot on the pillow... In the room next door, the lights were still on, as Charlotte poured over books in her desk. The door repeatedly opened and closed, as Metang frequently entered and exited the room, heading to the library to grab books for the young mage. Charlotte took another sip of her coffee from a small white mug, and peeked at the clock hanging on the wall. 3:16 AM. She yawned slightly, streching out her arms, as she comteplated the research she was doing, on none other than the biometal hero himself, and his father, who Vent never had known. ....That can't be a concidence, that a Belmont disappered, a day after Vent was born.... Charlotte said, as she eyed Vent's birthdate. March 2nd, 2130, and eyed the date where the Belmont had disappered, March 3rd, 2130. She read that the belmont was married, and had a child that was only born the day before he disappered, rumored to try and fight Serpent, although that quite obviously failed.... "What is so important that you're still up!" Metang hissed slightly, loud enough for only Charlotte to hear the Steel Type. Charlotte ignored the pokemon, as she poured deeper into the Belmont's biography. As she flipped the book straight up to read it better, a picture fell out of the book, and landed on the floor, right next to Charlotte's high heels, not on her feet, for preferrability for slippers this late at night, or early in the morning. She slowly bent over to pick up the picture, as she made a stunning discovery. Three people were on the picture: One that looked like Shaun Belmont, a blonde haired belmont, who was incredibly stubborn and couragous, if this book was correct. Another person on the picture looked like a relatively young women, with brown hair, big blue eyes, and holding a small baby, obviously not much more than a day old....and she was sitting up in a bed, white sheets, and obviously made for 2 people. Charlotte, out of idle curiousity, flipped over the picture, and immediately dropped the card, and gasped when she saw the names on the back. The women's name was smuged, and charlotte couldn't figure out her name, but she easily detected the other two names. Shaun Belmont, and Vent Belmont. Impossible! Vent's a Belmont!? Charlotte thought to herself, an obviously bewildered look in her eyes. "Metang..." Charlotte murmered... "I think we found out who is Vent's father...." Metang raised one of his red eyes, and sighed "I told you that you should go to sleep, and stop drinking so much damn caffene." Metang whispered, annoyed at the fact Charlotte was now acting like a drama queen, or at least, he assumed so. He floated over by Charlotte's feet, and picked up the picture. Metang stared blankly for awhile at the picture, and looked up at Charlotte. "Should we tell him? Or should we let him find out on his own?" The blue steel pokemon said, now looking up at the magician. "I-i don't know...We have to tell him sometime, though..." Charlotte murmered, as she heard a knocking at the door. Charlotte quickly scurred over, and opened the door quickly, and saw the biometal hero, in full pajamas, and yawning "What's with all the commotion?" Vent asked the two. Metang stared at Charlotte, as Charlotte stared back. ..Fine...I'll go back to his room to talk to him... Metang thought to the magican, as he turned his full attention on Vent. "I've got something to tell you, but we should head back to your room...." Metang said, floating by Vent, and heading back next door to Vent's abode. ------ "Wait...WHAT!?" Vent whispered loudly, at the Steel Psychic Type. The two were now in Vent's room. Vent was sitting up on his relatively messy bed, while Metang floated above Rodger, who sat on a chair on the foot of Vent's bed. ".....That's who my father really is...." Vent murmered, as he looked down at his feet, confused. "......" Metang said nothing, not really sure even what to say. He was skeptical of Charlotte when she said she had found Vent's father, but.... "....He disappered the day after you were born..." a femine voice murmered from in front of the door, as Charlotte walked in, in her blue dressy clothes still, but she had her slippers on still... "....Because you were born with a Belmont's blood in your veins...That's why you were a Megaman..." Charlotte said, now leaning on the wall next to Rodger. Vent looked at the magician, and let out a sigh. "....what will Giro say about this..." Vent murmered, a tone of concern in his voice. "...I'm not really sure...but...." Charlotte whispered back, and immediately continued. "...If I could activate the belmont's blood that flows through you, Biometal X would get incredibly stronger, flowing with holy energy...." Charlotte whispered. "Holy energy strong enough to tear apart any evil..." Vent looked at Charlotte, confused, bewildered, and tired, all at the same time. "Can you activate this?" Vent asked, with a tone of confusion still evident in his voice. Charlotte shook her head. "No....I don't know how yet...I'm sorry...." Charlotte's blue eyes shifted around, before saying "Good night, Vent." and heading out the door. Metang was still trying to process this all, before he quickly floated out the door, closing it quietly. Vent fell back onto his bed, trying to think about this all. He stared up at the ceiling dully, and confused. His arms where spread out and his legs were kicking over the side of the bed... ....I don't get this... Vent murmered, before he drifted off to sleep, not even moving from his position to lay fully on the bed. |
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