Thus the story begins
This is a story from a long long ago, in a faraway time, when vampires roamed free, yet kept hidden from the eyes of the world. When they still hold an unrivaled dignity in the society of the night.
This is a story of the Scarlets, when there were still more of them than just two.
496 years ago, a certain town in England—
A sweet feminine voice echoed throughout the mansion's wide hall. As if to answer the call, a pitter-pattering sound of small footsteps followed.
The sound of the footsteps was light, and airy, as if the owner hovered slightly off the ground as they walked. Sometimes it would move at a fast pace, indicating excitement, but gradually it went slower to a perfect rhythm, like a child afraid of being scolded for misbehaving. The footsteps came into a stop after a while, revealing a young little girl with lavender hair; her scarlet eyes radiating a strange calmness unfitted for a child of her age. On her back was a pair of small bat-like wings; they fluttered slightly as she curtsied.
"Yes, dear mother? Do you have any need of my presence?"
"There you are. Come here, Remilia. I have something important to tell you."
The young vampire blinked, before tilting her head to peek at that certain something hidden behind her mother's beautiful figure. Her scarlet eyes were met with a matching golden orbs. She jolted a bit and ran to her mother's side, clutching at her long dress. Her mother simply laughed softly and patted her head. Remilia pouted, furrowing her brows as she studied the unfamiliar figure that was standing there, eyeing her as well in return.
"Who is that?"
She snarled, rather unsightly; the calmness around her had faltered, showing the true childish attitude of a child she was.
"Well, why don't you ask him by yourself, Remilia?"
Remilia glanced at her mother, before reverting her gaze back at the boy. She clutched her mother's dress tighter. Sensing her discomfort, the boy bowed.
"My name is Geoffrey Hildr, the second son of the Hildr. It is very nice to see you, young miss."
He smiled, more for formalities though; he was rather... displeased by the attitude she was giving. It was not like he came to eat her or anything; the boy sighed to himself. The oldest of the three vampires noticed the heavy atmosphere around them. She had thought it would turn out this way; Remilia had never been good with strangers, especially with those that she thought would be 'taking away her most charismatic spot', or so she declared. True, the boy did hold a calm and intelligent aura around him beside his very young age. That is to be expected from the second child of the Hildr family; one of the most renowned and proud family of vampires, next to the Scarlet.
"Now, Remilia, why don't you introduce yourself as well?"
The young vampire let out a quiet 'hmph' and curtsied rather quickly.
After that she returned to her mother's side, clutching her dress once again. The older Scarlet sighed at her daughter's behavior. It would take a while, she thought, as she stroked her daughter's hair softly. She smiled.
"You see dear, Geoffrey will be staying with us from now on."
Remilia practically shouted, a lot louder than she wanted to. The boy adjacent to her seemed to have hit his edge as well, clearly irritated now; alas, though how well he had been raised, he was still a child.
"Is there something wrong with that?"
He crossed his arms, glaring at the girl. Remilia snapped her eyes back to the boy, returning the glare.
"Yes. Yes, of course! Who are you to suddenly come here and live with us? You are not secretly one of the servants, are you?"
"Servants—how dare you insult the name of the proud Hildr! Take back what you say, now!"
"Now, now you two."
Suddenly something hard hit them and forced the two young vampires to clutch their heads in pain, a small bump appearing on them. They turned their face toward the source of the voice and were met with shining red eyes, and a creepy smile; they backed away slightly in fear.
"Will the two of you behave nicely, please?"
The female Scarlet cleared her throat, regaining her composure; the scary atmosphere around her quickly disappeared, returning her beautiful smile. Mother sure is amazing, to be able to change her face from demonic to angelic at a heartbeat, Remilia thought as she rubbed the bump on her head.
"Geoffrey, this is my daughter Remilia. As you already know, she will be your fiancee. So I hope the two of you can get along."
"I understand, Aunt Cecil."
Remilia stood there dumbfounded. After a few moments of silence, she tugged on her mother's dress, gaining her attention.
"What is it, Remilia?"
"Mom, what is a fiancee?"
She asked, eyes big and full of innocence. Cecilia Scarlet tapped her chin, trying to give her an explanation the young vampire might understand. After a while she gave up, and shrugged.
"Well in short, the two of you will be living together."
The young vampire stared at her mother, to Geoffrey, and back to her mother, a look of disbelief on her face. Then she ran to the nearby shelf, taking any book she could find and threw it at the boy. The poor vampire was too shocked at her sudden action to dodge and the book hit him square on the head. He growled and rubbed the second bump on his head.
Remilia stuck her tongue out and ran. Geoffrey smiled, then laughed, and finally he snapped and roared in fury.
"Get back here, you little runt!"
"Oh my, what a colorful language he had learned. The Hildr sure is amazing."
Cecilia chuckled as she saw the enraged boy chasing after the girl, shaking his fist in the air. Looked like the days would be a lot more interesting from now on. She smiled, rubbing the almost non-existent bulge on her belly.
"I am sure you can't wait to see them as well, Flandre."