In Vios' town of Yami-Kyoko there have been lots of murders, a serial killer of what seems to be one is on the loose. Feeling as if he has to solve these murders Vio goes out to stop them. What happens when he stumbles across a life threatening secret instead?

Fate seems to have a habit of repeating itself. You won't find your enemy in the dark because he follows you into the light. Years ago my grandpa told me a story about how our ancestor saved the world with the help of four "friends" these friends were never really given names but the hero was called link. He defeated the darkness that tried to destroy Hyrule, and in doing so his own shadow turned against him. In the end of the story he learns that to destroy the darkness he had to get rid of the source which happened to be something his shadow had called the 'dark mirror' in the final battle of the story he fights his shadow. No matter how much the shadow cheated and tried to kill link the hero always bounced back. Link ran his sword which was named four through his shadows heart, the light of the blade caused the villain to disappear. The hero destroyed the mirror and saved everyone. When he came back he no longer had a shadow.

The story's different in every book I read but I try not to dwell on it seeing as none of them are too different. Except for one that said it was the shadow who destroyed the mirror and that the sword that the hero wielded actually made him into four different people. I don't believe that could be true at all. It's just stupid and impossible. Turning yourself into four different people? Not logical. Of course the entire story isn't very logical.

Welcome to the year 2011, in Hyrule. Unlike the days of my ancestor link we no longer had a princess. Or royalty for that matter. My town was called yami-kyoko after the story of link. It means dark mirror. Of course being that I was fifteen at the time I hadn't finished school yet. I was just some brainy sophomore in my little band of misfit friends. Hello, my names Vio. It's short for violet. Go ahead and make your homosexual jokes now. My mom wanted a girl. Luckily for me my parents weren't the only ones in town to name their child after a color. I actually had three other friends who were as unfortunate as I

Green was the first one I actually befriended. He was what we called the 'aggressive type' he was determined to do the right thing but that didn't always work out for him in the end. He always wore green clothes no matter what day it was or what occasion. He was nice and acted as the leader of the small group we had. He was constantly looking up to the hero link from the stories I told you earlier. He claims that he wears green because that's what the hero wore and not because of his name.

Red was the second one I befriended. He was the 'optimistic type' always seeing the bright side of things. He really innocent and could get annoying sometimes but at least he was quiet when you really needed him to be and the boy was skilled with talking around things. Not to mention through all of his personality traits he was a bit of a pyromaniac. Which undoubtfully scared the crap out of the rest of us. He always wore red and admitted it was because of his name and flames

Blue was the last one. We weren't very good friends seeing as he was what I called the 'over-confident and short-tempered type' he was constantly blowing up at green and hitting poor red. He was a great guy he just needed to control his anger issues and stop being so thick headed. He never mentioned why he always wore blue but I think it's rather obvious why.

In those days you would expect our country and daily lives to be rather boring no? Well it's a fatal mistake to think that. Those days if you went out at night you have better hoped you have a few friends to report who-no what killed you. There was a huge casualty rate in that town.

Again, you would expect this to be something… common such as street gangs or thugs. But if was they didn't want to make themselves openly known… and they must have had a weird form of blood lust. Every body found was completely drained. They only came about two times a month; another mystery for the cops was the fact that there were no cuts or puncture wounds on the bodies.

Most of the people in that town said it was because of a vampire. But let's be real shall we? There was no such thing as any super humanish creature that drinks blood and turns into bats. There was no such thing as Dracula or anyone from that crappy twilight book. Vampires weren't real period. Besides if they were around sucking the blood of the people there. Wouldn't there be wounds on the necks of our people?

Too many questions unanswered. The murders had been bouncing around in my head like I was supposed to do something about them. It felt like everyone I saw was a suspect. It was almost like being hungry… it wouldn't go away until I did something about it. So I planned to find this murderer. No matter how stupid or brainless it may have seemed.

~authors notes~

Awww I know you're all super pissed that it's not another GX story

Haruka: but you'll have to get over it

Chara: our new obsession has sparked a new fic

Haruka: WHAT IS IT WITH YOU AND VAMPIRES?

Chara: I don't know! *scared* they're really easy to write about!

Haruka: *grumbles*

Shadow: wow I feel left out. Not a single word of me in this chapter

Chara: you'll be plenty important soon just be patient

Vio: I'm afraid that's a trait he doesn't have

Shadow: hey!

Vio: I'm only speaking the truth. Its ok I love you anyway

Shadow: *glares*