First things first, I'm not writing this because of the so-called 'Twilight' craze or any other Hollywood-based vampire pop-culture. I'm writing this cuz I just like vampires, I have been since I was a kid and that was a decade before I even heard of Twilight. Anyway, I'll trash one of my stories for the first time ever and I'm starting this one. I've been re-thinking and recycling this story since October before finally getting it right.

Hope you enjoyed this first chapter, it's always the hardest!

Heavenly Chain by Boogermeister

Chapter 1

Why do two different species often don't get along, rather they go against one another? One species often prey on the other, the other defend or kill the first one. It's very obvious in a small town, where else it's hard to distinguish in a large and boisterous city. Only by their movement, gestures, eyes, nature, and appearance can they be different. That's because the ones who prey on the other are called vampires, human-like demons that drink the blood of humans. They are different from the common European folklores in several ways; one being that while they are not the undead but are living creatures.

Another is that they are gifted with specific abilities aside from the common supernatural senses: pyrokinesis, cryokinesis, telekinesis, telepathy, hypnosis, and very rarely shapshifting. While they are much active during the night, they're not actually vulnerable against daylight but are just nocturnal beings. They are not immortal but are more resilient to factors that affect humans, like gradual aging and diseases. Most vampires are clustered into a coven, led by an often powerful leader, and usually hide out in either in an elaborate mansion or a dilapidated building.

In one town called Karakura, there was a small group of vampires lingering around the poor neighborhoods. It was led by a young vampire who despised the humans with much hatred, all because they took away someone that was dear to him. All because the humans hated what they were. The young leader would do anything to get revenge against them.


"What're you looking at, Ichigo?" Two vampires in black glanced down at passerbys in the drenching rain; one had bright crimson hair tied into a spikey ponytail and a ragged headband covered his tattoo'd eyebrows. The other one had spikey orange hair and chocolate-brown eyes that seemed to fit into his scowling yet serious face. "Yo, Ichigo," the red-head spoke again as he glanced at him with his mahogany eyes. "Wondering what you're staring at?"

"Nothing, I'm just spacing out," muttered Ichigo, finally blinking out of his short stupor. "There's nothing to do since most humans hide away from the rain, Renji. Let's go back."

"Aw, but I'm hungry," sighed Renji, crouching over the ledge. "Let me grab one, and I won't make make fun of your name. Again."

"Shut up, you think I should let you, Pineapple?" frowned Ichigo.

"Yeah, I forgot to eat last night. Can you please let me?"

"No way."

"You're such a prick."

"You shouldn't call someone like me that, Renji," scoffed Ichigo.

"Oh, please," smirked Renji. "I never seen you do anything about it--" The red-headed vampire immediately fell silent and narrowed his eyes as he glared to the side, and Ichigo did the same. In a far distance, they heard a shrill, horrific scream. "Huh, wonder what's that about?" he muttered.

"It's not our concern," Ichigo replied flatly, glancing away. They heard it again, this time it was a pleading cry as well as mocking taunts.

"Please, let me go . . . ."

"No way, girly. I just wanna know if you're interested."

"I don't want anything like that so please let go of me . . . ."

"Heh, I don't think so . . . ."

For some reason, Ichigo felt his fangs protruding through his lips at the distress and his eyes were beginning to glow into a bright golden color. That voice, it was something he just couldn't even ignore. "Let's go, Renji," he muttered lowly with a growl attempting to rumble from his chest.

"Huh?" Renji didn't have a chance to question him when the other vampire suddenly vanished to dash towards the said direction. He blinked at the sudden yet odd action but quickly followed after him, unsure of he would do. In a matter of seconds, they went to the outskirt of town and came across a street bridge overlooking a river. For a micro-second, Ichigo shivered as a spark of flashback hit his mind but shook it off as he glared at the figures under the bridge.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing to her?" he scowled, catching their attention. Ichigo suddenly went wide-eyed at the sight of the harrassed young woman; her long, light auburn hair triggered another dark and unnecessary flashback. For a second, he felt red with anger and instantly charged at the assaulter to the ground. "You're fucking dead!" he snarled dangerously as he bared his lengthened fangs by the now panicked man's bare neck.

"W-wait!" Ichigo blinked and glanced at the scared victim, she was completely differently from someone he knew long ago. Her dark grey eyes were wide with fright, her busty and curvy body were shivering from the soaking rain as well as from terror. "D-don't hurt him, you can't do that!" she whimpered. The orange-haired vampire blinked again, this time in surprise and then anger.

"Renji, take care of this bastard," he commanded as he stood up. As Renji did what he was told, Ichigo walked to the terrified girl, not caring that she flinched by his looming presence. "What do you mean, I shouldn't hurt the guy?" he growled lowly. "You realize he was trying to do more than harm you, don't you?" The girl didn't answer, as she noticed the red-headed vampire bared out his fangs and chomped down on the man, who screamed out in anguish.

"No--" she cried out but her chin was roughly grabbed and her terrified attention was turned to his golden eyes.

"You're such a stupid human," he scoffed angrily. "You should be damn happy that I saved you, but I don't think you're grateful about it."

"Please, don't . . . ." whimpered the frightened girl. Ichigo scoffed again, just as Renji dropped the body onto the wet ground and wiped his mouth.

"What're you gonna do with her, Ichigo?" he asked. "Either of us don't have hypnosis to erase her memory." The girl shivered at the thought of what'll happen, but Ichigo's expression softened by a hair as he let go of her.

"What's your name?" he muttered, slightly surprising both Renji and the girl. "I'll ask again, what's your name?"

"I-it's . . . . Orihime Inoue," she mumbled. Ichigo sighed softly before grabbing her wrist and raised it to his lips, Orihime's breathing hitched sharply as she stared at the sharp fangs pressing against her soft and fragile skin. The orange-haired vampire noticed her tensed state but proceeded to bite down into her vein. "Ah . . . .!" gasped Orihime, but was too frozen to move away as Ichigo slurped silently at the life wine that was trickling down his chin. The terrifying experience was finally getting to her and suddenly passed out, her body gave out from the mild blood loss.

"Maybe this way, she'll forget," muttered Ichigo, letting go off her wrist and quickly held her from collapsing onto the wet ground.

"What a weird tactic, Ichigo," sighed Renji, scratching through his soaked hair. "Think it'll work?"

"I dunno," Ichigo merely replied, his eyes reverted back to normal as he glanced at disheveled bag of grocery by the girl's feet and frowned a little. "Why did this human wandered around here . . . .?" he muttered. "Very foolish."

"Hey, I noticed that you reacted very differently earlier," Renji stated quietly. "Care to tell me what was that about?"

". . . . It's nothing, Renji," muttered Ichigo. Renji glanced at him then at the auburn-haired girl and his lips tightened in acknowledgement, it's easier and safer not to question it further for now. "Besides, I don't think we'll come across her again if she don't remember . . . . Let's take her to the hospital."

"All right then . . . . leader."


Orihime groaned as she reluctantly opened her eyes, a painful headache was resonating through her head as she sat up. "Wow . . . . what a terrible nightmare," she mumbled. Slowly, she realized that she wasn't in her own bedroom but in a hospital room. "Huh, how did I get in here? I don't remember coming to the hospital . . . ." The window by her bed was letting in sunlight as she looked around before glancing down to her wrist and noticing her bandaged wrist. "My wrist, what happened to it . . . .?"

"Are you awake?" Orihime flinched and glanced up; an emotionless nurse with black hair in a short braid stared at her and walked up to the bed. "Are you feeling well?" she asked quietly.

"Um, what happened to me?" muttered Orihime, gingerly touching at her injured wrist.

". . . . We believed you've been bitten by a vampire," the nurse replied straightfowardly.

"Wh-what?!" gasped the girl in shock and horror. "How can that be?! I would've know if--"

"It's possible that the vampire used hypnosis to erase your memory after he attacked you," she replied. "However, we found it strange that you were left by the entrance but we couldn't find out who left you there."

"Oh . . . . I see," Orihime muttered as she glanced down at her lap. Her headache seemed to block out the events of last night. All she can remember is that she left her house to buy grocery and forgot her umbrella when she was done as the rain came. She then assumed taking a shortcut by the river would be the fastest and some guy followed her and began to harrassed her. After that was an one big blank . . . . . except for a bright orange blur. "I wondered . . . . who or what was that?" she mumbled.

"Do you remember any part of event from the night before?" asked the nurse.

"I don't know . . . . but I remembered something orange."

"Orange?" Another nurse came in, her black hair was in a bun and was wearing glasses. "Tell me, miss. What else do you remember?"

"Uh, nothing," Orihime replied. "I remembered someone with orange hair but that's just it."

"I see, you've came across the young vampire leader Ichigo Kurosaki," replied the second nurse.

"Vampire leader?" she questioned in shock.

"How strange, he usually showed no mercy when preying on humans. But since you're only known victim so far, maybe it's best that you're being look after."

"Um, no, that's okay," Orihime replied quickly. "I already know how to care of myself--"

"No, she meant that in case he tries to go pursue you'd be protected," said the first nurse.

"Oh . . . . well, okay then."


That color, the length . . . . it was similar to hers . . . . But the human was so fragile compared to her . . . . She was scared of him and his nature . . . . and yet she was very alluring to him . . . .

"Hop!" A small, black-haired vampire pounced feet-first into Ichigo's gut. The orange-haired vampire immediately yelled out in pain from his deep sleep and shot up, as the small girl jumped back. "Hah! Finally woke you up, Ichigo!"

"Goddamn it, Rukia!" wheezed Ichigo, rubbing at his now bruised stomach. "The fuck's wrong with you?!"

"The question is, what's wrong with you?" smirked Rukia, her dark bluish-violet eyes sparkled with interest as she pointed defiantly at him. "Renji told me that you saved a human girl from an attack last night. Is that true?"

"That Pineapple Monkey doesn't know what he's talking about," frowned Ichigo.

"Yeah, but this time he seems right," Rukia shrugged, pacing around his small bedroom. It was nothing but his bed and a few personal belongings. "Very rarely does Renji say anything right, Ichigo," she said, she stopped in front of a wall before her foot planted against the surface. "He even mentioned to me that the human must've triggered something to you."

"That's bullshit!" scowled Ichigo as he glared at his friend, who was already defying gravity as she was walking nonchalantly on the wall. "I only showed pity on the human 'cause she was foolish enough to walk alone late at night and in the rain. I couldn't let her get bothered by some dipshit either."

"Aw, how cute, Berry actually has a heart!" smirked Rukia.

"Shut up!"

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," she smiled, jumping off onto the floor. "I'll just let them read my mind, and they would know." Ichigo scoffed at her and glanced away, he was one of the few vampires in the coven who doesn't have the common power of telepathy. He wasn't sure why but it didn't bother him since he blocked his mind consistantly.

"Is that all you wanted to bother me about, midget?" he frowned.

"Well, for the first time, I felt your mind wavered a little from the blockage," Rukia muttered quietly. "I was a little concerned so I came here to check up on you."

"What? My mind . . . ." frowned Ichigo, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion at that. "Damn it, must be because of that human girl."

"Does it have to do with her long, auburn hair?"

"What? What make you say that?"

"Judging from your short dream I read and what Renji told me, her hair might have to do with your distraction," replied the small vampire. "Can you tell me what's wrong?"

"Like hell I'd tell you," Ichigo scowled, his mind completely shut down from possible probing. "I just helped the girl out and that's it. Got it? Now get outta my room, midget."

"Fine, Berry," she shrugged as she turned to leave. "But you know, acting cold and distant is not one of the best traits for vampires." She left, as the orange-haired vampire scoffed and laid back down. Why her? Why that human girl? Only her hair reminded him of someone he loved long ago. But she was gone, because of that human's kind. Scratching through his spikey hair, he sighed deeply and closed his eyes. All he saw was a kind face with a warm smile, framed around by a flowing locks of orange-auburn.

Suddenly, the kind face shattered into a million pieces and he immediately opened his eyes, appearing golden as he breathed sharply. "I'll find them . . . . and I'll fucking kill them all," he growled lowly, with his fangs lengthened greatly. He closed his eyes again and inhaled deeply to calm himself, he must get ahold of himself or else he'll lose it. "Damn that human girl," he gritted. "She's fucking up my mind now." Reluctantly, he got out of his bed and shifted through a pile of clean clothes before pulling out a black/red T-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. After changing his clothes, he left his bedroom.

The hideout of his coven was a five-storied, indrustrial-like codemned building, a mile away from the town and it was near an abandoned seaport. Despite the run-down environment, Ichigo made it his home. Saving time, he nimbly jumped over the railings and safely landed to the ground three stories below. A few of his followers, who was lounging around, quietly greeted him.

Aside from Renji, two other vampires had knew him. One leaning against the wall with his arm crossed was tall, muscular, and tan-skinned. His wavy dark brown hair often covered his eyes and his voice was deep yet rarely spoke. The other, sitting on a railing above the rest, was slim and had sleek black hair. What was unusual was that he wore glasses, rimless and rectangular, as vampires have far better eyesight than most humans. Ichigo stared at the two then at Renji and frowned.

"Let me guess, this Monkey told you what happened?" he scoffed.

"There was nothing much to tell, Ichigo," shrugged the bespectacled vampire. "The one thing you did right was to save that human. That's the only thing I found interesting."

"Shut up, Uryuu," frowned Ichigo.

"I don't really care how the girl looks, I just didn't know you have some kind of a hair fetish," Uryuu stated, pushing his glasses up for a faux dramatic effect.

"No I don't!"

". . . . The color, does it have to with something, Ichigo?" muttered the tall vampire, and Ichigo blinked in surprise.

"I . . . . I don't know, Chad," he muttered. "It just caught my attention during that time, that's all."

"You act more honest with him than with any one of us, Berry," pouted Renji.

"That's because he doesn't act nosy about my personal business," Ichigo scoffed in slight annoyance. "That's why I trust him more."

"Only because he's just as reclusive as you," replied Uryuu as he jumped down. "What are we gonna do tonight?"

"I dunno, I might stay here and read some books," sighed the orange-haired vampire. "You guys go and do something if you want."

"You're not a very good coven leader, you know that?" muttered Renji.

"Shut up, Renji," he frowned.

"Let's leave him be . . . ." muttered Chad, vanishing from where he stood. Uryuu merely shrugged in agreement and followed suit. Renji sighed as he glanced at Ichigo and took a few steps back.

"I'm actually getting a feeling that the girl triggered something that you don't wanna talk about," he muttered quietly. "I think I know what it is . . . . it's been nearly ten years since the attack--"

"Renji. Don't."

". . . . Sorry," muttered Renji just before he disappeared. Ichigo's jaw hardened as his fists clenched, the memory was so vivid and devastated to him that he pushed it to the back of his mind. He exhaled sharply as he closed his eyes. Out of anyone, why that human girl and why did it trigger what he wished to forget?

"Shit," he muttered, wondering how she's doing. But he didn't want to see her because of the method he had done on her. Maybe he should ask Urahara to erase his meeting with her, he didn't think twice about it before vanishing towards his destination.


"Orihime Inoue, nice to meet your acquaintance." Orihime blinked in mild surprise at how the man before acted, his dirty golden-blonde hair slightly covered his face as he bowed courteously before standing straight up. His hair was cut straight above his shoulders and frowned aorund his face, which had a wide and straight grin. "I've heard you were attacked by a vampire."

"Yeah, that's right," mutterd Orihime.

"And not just any vampire, but the leader himself," the man replied. "Tell me, had he try anything to you?"

"Well, no . . . . just that he bit me on the wrist, that's all," Orihime said, touching at her bandaged wrist. The blonde man simply shrugged as he put on his golf hat. The nurses, first one was Nemu and the other Nanao, had explained to her that someone will protect her for the time being until the possible threat dies down. "Uh, I'm sorry but I don't know your name," she muttered.

"Oh, my mistake," grinned the man. "I'm Shinji Hirako, and I'm part of the vampire hunter group called the Vizards. Until the leader finally leave you alone, I'll protect you from harm. Is that all right with you, Miss Orihime?"

"Yes, okay . . . ."

"Well good," grinned Shinji. "Since you're leaving the hospital right now, my duty will start immediately."


What my vampires are for this AU:

1. They DON'T sparkle. I don't really hate the Twilight series but it's irritating sometimes.

2. They're not affected by sunlight or religious artifacts i.e., a cross.

3. They have reflection AND shadow.

4. They're a separate living race from humans, hence humans won't become vampires by bite, etc. Aside from blood, they eat/drink almost anything.

5. They can only be killed by fire, beheading, being stabbed/shot/staked in the heart, and silver if injected into the heart. Garlic is just a food allergy and the intensity varies with each individual.

6. Individually, they each have special powers/talents.

7. They age like human until they reach a certain age and it'd slow down. (one year for every five years)

8. They can procreate with other vampires as well as humans.

The last one is pretty significant but I won't tell.

Read, review, and no flames.

I'll update ASAP!!