The Fallen Vampire N Chapter 5: Who? Where? Why?

Chapter 5: Who? Where? Why?

"Who are you?"

Enyo froze before she put on a nervous smile. "M-my prince, now is not the ti for jokes..."

Unfortunately, this only caused Indra's gaze to grow colder as he stared at the unknown woman in front of him.

By this point Enyo realized that Indra was not at all joking.

A single crystalline tear fell from her reddish pink eyes before she fell to her knees on the floor, unable to take her eyes off the man in front of her.

The vampire's gaze softened slightly when he saw the crestfallen look of the beautiful woman before him.

No longer seeing her as a potential threat, he lowered his guard slightly.

"Why are you-"

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"

Enyo began to cry so hard, Indra had to cover his ears to prevent his early deafness.

After a full minute of nonstop crying, the vampire finally couldn't take anymore and rushed forward, covering her mouth with his hand.

"Stop. Crying."

Enyo nodded and seed to calm down a bit so Indra finally released her and once again attempted conversation.

"Who are you. Where are we?"

The ghost fought the urge to cry again when Indra once again asked who she was. *Sniffle* "I am Enyo, your personal maid and attendant. We are currently in the royal bunker."

"Why do I have a maid?" he suddenly asked.

A dark thought suddenly creeped into Enyo's mind. "Do you... not rember anything?"

"I had thought that was clear." the vampire replied sarcastically.

"Oh...Thank the gods!" Letting out a huge sigh of relief, Enyo's mood was finally improved dramatically. "I had thought you had only forgotten , my prince. I feel a little better knowing that I wasn't the only one."

Indra didn't know why that made her feel better but he was beginning to think this woman wasn't very bright.

Ignoring her antics, he instead focused on understanding his current situation. "I'm a prince?"

Enyo nodded proudly. "You are the third prince of vampires, Indra Ascalon. Son of the vampire king, Alucard Ascalon and grandson to the great devourer Dracul."

Indra nodded in mild understanding.

He tried his best to recall either of the people she'd ntioned, but it was like his mind was enshrouded in a thick fog.

It was unsettling to say the least.

Enyo suddenly stood up and stretched her voluptuous body. "It's okay even if you can't rember. We can just go upstairs and et everyone!"

Even though Indra did not feel like being around others at the mont, the reality was that he had very little choice in the matter.

The two soon started up the long dark staircase, with neither one of them saying a word.

"Do you know how we ended up down here?" Indra suddenly asked.

Enyo suddenly put on a slightly worried expression as she continued to float up the stairs. "No actually... the last thing I rember was being together with you in your room, I was consoling you about..." Her words suddenly began to trail off.

She didn't want to stir up bad mories when he couldn't even rember any good ones to even the scales.

"Consoling

about what?" He asked.

"You... stubbed your toe."

"..."

Indra knew that she was lying to him however, he began to get the feeling that she was doing it to protect him instead of being secretive.

As such, he did not press her further for answers even though he was sure there was more to her story.

When they arrived at the top of the staircase, what greeted them was the sight of an empty and rundown throne room.

The walls, ceilings and floors, they were all cracked and enshrouded in darkness.

"How.. can this be?" Enyo muttered, her eyes trembling in horror.

She quickly flew off, searching throughout the castle for even the smallest sign of life.

In her haste, she left Indra behind, the only indicator he was still there were his red eyes that glowed in the darkness.

Indra was not truly bothered by the knowledge that they were alone here.

He didn't know if it was a result of his mory loss or if he'd always been like this but he was much more comfortable existing alone in the darkness.

And so he sat alone on the empty throne, awaiting the return of the chatty little ghost he was supposedly linked to.

The castle must've been quite large because it was quite so ti before Enyo returned, her panicked voice cutting through the silence he had begun to grow accustod to.

"M-My prince! They're gone! Everyone is gone!"

"Yes.. I gathered that." he said calmly.

"I-I don't understand! First there are humans in the castle, then we wake up in the royal bunker, and now everyone we knew is gone! It doesn't look like anyone's been here in centuries!"

Enyo sounded as though she were on the verge of tears, her voice quivering with every word she spoke.

"I'm... sorry." Indra said. "This must be hard for you."

Enyo felt slightly touched that her prince was concerned about her but sothing was amiss. "Why are you not concerned?"

Indra leaned back into his throne as he pondered that question.

"I do not know. Not only do I have no mories, it also seems like I have no desire to retrieve them either."

"B-But what about your family?!"

"I do not rember any family so I cannot say that I care. Were we close?"

"You were... not, my prince." Enyo muttered.

Indra was a bit of a black sheep when it ca to the noble Ascalon family.

After the king and his third wife discovered their son had no talent for cultivation, they imdiately began to ignore him and instead focused on his siblings who hated him just as much.

Indra often spent his ti alone in his room reading or sleeping sotis for twenty years at a ti.

For three hundred years, she had been his only companion.

'Well there was another but... I doubt my prince would rember her either.' Enyo thought.

"Then I truly see no reason as to why I should care if they're missing or dead or whatever." Indra said flatly.

Enyo sighed in acceptance and she sat down on the throne next to his feet. "Then... what do we do now?"

Indra didn't have to think too hard, his answer already in the back of his mind.

"For now? We enjoy the silence."