Author's Note

This is the translation page for the latin scene.

Interlude 2: Translation.

“I do not understand your language, it is foreign to me. The only reason I have not killed you, is because despite not remembering who I am, you seem familiar to me. Tell me, what is your name?” He said with a thick greek accent, which sounded almost like gibberish to anyone who didn’t understand it.

“Of course, you speak latin. That makes sense. Hold on, my latin is a bit rusty. Been a long time since I’ve had to actually speak it.” Discord said as he cleared his throat, which was hard to do considering someone’s hand was around it.

“ My name is Giles, though many call me Discord. My ancestors threw you into the ocean for reasons I will tell you later. They left a book that was passed down for generations about you and where you are, and I was supposed to be the one who released you from your prison, though I have done so for a reason. I have come to help you remember who you are and to adjust to the world, as it has changed since you’ve been gone. Afterwards, I require your assistance with something. Though after telling you what it is, I believe you would be willing to help me anyway.” Discord explained, though he’s sure he messed up in some areas considering how long its been.

Nevertheless, it seemed to work. He looked at Discord for a moment, seeming to ponder his words. Then, hesitantly, he dropped Discord. The pulsating around his eyes slowing down and soon stopping. Though his eyes didn’t leave Discord, he seemed to still be watching him.

“Thank you.” Discord said as he adjusted his collar, pushing his glasses up his nose. “Have you forgotten everything? Or are there things that stuck? Like events or names?” He asked, trying to get an assessment of how far the amnesia went.

He shook his head back and forth disappointedly, as if saying no and was disappointed in himself for it.

“I can not, I don't even know my name nor why I was even imprisoned. There are two words that I remember, but I do not know what meaning they have. Just the feelings of fear and loathing that come with them.” He told Discord, the frustration at not being able to remember anything about himself evident in his voice.

Discord smirked, but it was different than his usual smirks. The look that was in his eyes that came with it somehow made it seem...sad.

“Yeah, emotions are funny like that. They can remember things you can’t, even if you don’t want them to.” Discord said solemnly, a hollow look in his eyes as he seemed to be thinking about something.

Though this moment of despair only lasted for a few seconds, Discord quickly regained his composure, his usual smirk back on his face.

“Anyway, tell me these words. It may help me get a better understanding of your amnesia, which could make getting your memories back significantly easier.”

As Discord said this, he walked a few feet away from him, waving at the group of people outside, signaling them to come in. Hesitantly, they did, as Discord walked back up to him.

“I am also the one who sent these women to you, I know what you are and what you needed. These people were nobodies, and the purpose I need you for more than makes up for their deaths. These people coming in are here to clean this up, and that is all.”

The group of people begin to clean up the bodies, taking whatever was left of them as a whole and putting them into body bags and carrying them out, any limbs being put into smaller bags. The creature was watching them do this, though he didn’t seem very interested in them. He seemed to be paying more attention to the bodies, looking at them with curiosity, and bit of guilt.

“And...what exactly am I?”He asked as he looked away from the bodies, looking down at his hands in an almost shameful frown.

“You are a vampire, one of the most powerful of your kind, in fact. The older you are, the stronger. You have super strength, endurance, and are essentially immortal. The price of which, is requiring blood to survive. You were not born this way, you were created. And it is how you will remain for the rest of eternity.” Discord proudly exclaimed, none of the cleanup crew paying attention to their conversation, they would be unable to understand what they were saying anyway.

The creature continued looking down at his hands, seeming to ponder on Discord’s words. Then, he closed his eyes, lowering his arms to his sides as he inhaled deeply. Then letting out a deep deep breathe, opening his eyes and looking back at Discord, seeming more calm than before.

“That...makes sense, if what you say is true.” He mumbled, his mind began to wander. Suddenly, his hands clenched into fist, an angry scowl forming on his face.

“Prodigium, this word sparks a burning feeling of rage in me that words could not describe. “ He growled, his fist shaking in anger.

Discord frowned at his words, seeming just as upset at that word as he was. Discord put his hands in his pockets, his right hand seeming to be fumbling with something in it.

“Prodigium is...not something you need to be worrying about right now. He is a vampire, like you. But much more...primal, so to speak. He has done terrible, appalling things to you and many others. I assure you, we will deal with him in due time.” Discord said angrily, pulling a pen out of his right pocket and beginning to twirl it in between his fingers. Whether that was because of boredom or frustration, was hard to tell.

The creature seemed to calm down at Discord’s words, his hands unclenching as the scowl slowly faded from his face.

“Very well. Then,” His body once again tensed up, but this time wasn’t out of anger. It seemed more...fearful, like a prey that could feel the eyes of a predator on it, and there was nothing it could do to get away.

“The other word is...L-leviathian.” He seemed to stutter the word out, as if he was afraid just to speak it.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Discord’s hand tightly clenched around the pen, his hands suddenly shaking violently. His eyes widening as his pupils constricted, a look of panic showing on his face as he let out a shaky breath

“That...he, it...I haven’t heard its name in so long, I was hoping I’d forgotten it.” Discord mumbled, seeming to be talking more to himself than anyone else.

Discord closed his eyes, putting the pen back in his pocket and then putting his hands behind his back. He interlocked his fingers, putting his hands together, though that didn’t seem to stop the shaking.

“The Leviathan is something that you, and everyone else who's ever met it, has every right to be terrified to even mention its name. But, there's no point in telling you why, what it is, or what it can do. It left a very long time ago, and I doubt it will come back anytime soon. At least, I hope not.”

There was a brief moment of silence, some of the cleanup crew had more or less been listening, noticing the sudden fear in his voice. They had seen Discord in a lot of moods before, but to some extent, he still seemed somewhat composed and calm. For a brief moment, he seemed terrified, and just at the mention of a name. A name none of them had heard before.

If just the mention of a name would terrify even Discord, than what kind of creature did that name belong to?

“Anyway, we should talk about how you'll be adapting to the new world. Lots of stuff to teach you.” Discord suddenly said, turning around and looking at the pile of TV boxes in the corner, his composure seeming to come back and his hands are no longer shaking.

Though it was hard to believe the fear he had shown before had just suddenly disappear.

“First, you need to learn the english language. It is what most people in this country, and plus its what language all the history documentaries I bought you are in.” Discord said as he reached into his left pocket, pulling out his phone and beginning to type something into it.

Discord rambled as he began to rapidly type into his phone, talking to himself more than him.

The creature listened to Discord’s words, though he didn’t understand many of them. He had questions, a lot of questions.

But there was only one he felt he needed to know as soon as possible.

“What is my name?” The creature asked, causing Discord to stop what he was talking about.

Your name? Yes, I suppose I should tell you your name.” Discord said as he turned around, walking up to the creature and looking at him curiously, seeming to be thinking about something.

“Your name originally was vincentius, but it may be a better choice to change it to something more...modern. So, your name shall be…” Discord remained silent for a few seconds, thinking about what name to give him.

Then his mouth curved into a large smirk, a confident and proud look on his face.

“Vincent...Vincent Keller.”