dae: woohoo! i finally have the confidence to start a multi-chap fic again! well, not really. i just hope i have the motivation to not end up abandoning Night like all my other multi-chap fics. oh please note this is a 'simple' multi chap fic, not like those 100+ chapters epic journey kind of story. i still dont have the confidence for that yet :D
Story: AU (only using places such as Orb, nothing else in GS/D). Kira Yamato is a Berserker, half-vampire, half-angel. Banished from Heaven and rejected by Hell because of his origin, he ends up living on earth. There, Kira meets a girl by the name of Stellar Loussier, and the Berserker starts to learn a little about love.
Prolouge: Crimson;
She ran.
Under the watchful eyes of the night, she ran for her life. Fearfully, she glanced back, turquoise eyes ablaze with horror.
Please just let me go...
The young woman knew he was coming, he would not give up his prey that easily. Gasping desperately for breath, she sprinted down the deserted streets, the orange glow from the street lamps did little to relieve her fear. Her footsteps were heavy against the cement path and yet there was no one around who could hear her pleading voice.
"Somebody help me!" She screamed, but no one would hear.
Suddenly, she heard the rustle of feathers, the cold night breeze picked up its speed. Her eyes bulged in their sockets.
He's coming!
Hoping to lose her pursuer in a narrow alley, she immediately plunged into the next one on her left. It was a mistake that would cost her her life. Instead of salvation, a lone brick wall stood in front of her, blocking her path.
A dead end.
Stumbling towards the end of the dark alley, the woman stared in disbelief at the crimson wall.
"No... No!" Her eyes were frenzied now, her fingers bleeding from where she clawed at the immovable obstruction.
"No one will come, you know that."
His voice was low, a husky edge to it. In the light of the sliver moon, he stood unmoving at the only entrance to the alley. There was no way out.
The woman spun round, the bricks digging into her back as she tried in vain to find a way to escape.
"Please..." Hot tears began streaming down her porcelain cheeks. "Please, just let me go!"
The man's rose coloured lips pulled back in a sadistic grin, revealing a pair of white fangs that shone in the moonlight. His entire appearance suggested he was not of this world, the most obvious trait being the two ebony wings that sprouted from his shoulder blades. They were like a falcon's wings, compact yet powerful, providing nothing but unadulterated speed. Right now, both were folded as they were not in use. Clad entirely in black, the man ran a slender hand through his spiky mahogany hair.
"Why do they always insist on running... Knowing there's no escape..."
Lavender eyes devoid of emotion, he began to approach the woman. She shuffled backwards, but the wall prevented her from going any further. Her sobs grew louder, but he did not care. Paralysed with fear, she could only watch helplessly as he reached her, a blood red tint appearing in his once lilac eyes. Roughly, he seized her neck and dragged her upwards, making her head level with his. She coughed from the abuse of her throat, squirming in his vice like grip. The tears continued to flow.
"Please..."
"Hush now," He said close to her ear, his hot breath trailing down her neck. She choked back a sob, the low growl in his voice sending shivers down her spine. Shutting her eyes, she felt his hand run along her thigh, trailing an invisible path up to her hip.
"No... Please, stop..."
A dark chuckle escaped his throat. "Open your eyes. I hate it when they don't see the end coming."
She did not dare disobey his command and hesitantly cracked open her eyelids. Seeing him up close, she gasped slightly, her neck still caught in his grip. Slightly tan with chiselled features, the silvery moonlight did not do justice to his handsome looks. His chocolate hair veiled a pair of brilliant plum eyes, both mixing with a little crimson. She wondered why he had such peculiar eye colour, where he had gotten such a gorgeous mask. A mask, since underneath it all he was nothing.
From his face, she could tell he held no emotions, no qualms about killing humans. The deep pools of purple were an abyss, filled with nothing. He had no heart and he was proud of it.
But what held her attention were the pair of sharp fangs protruding slightly from his upper lip.
Vampire...
"Who are you?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper as she felt the bile building up in her throat.
He smiled, a cold and cruel one, willing to grant his prey her final wish before he tasted her blood.
"I am Death."
Then, the world plunged into a sea of darkness, a woman's anguished scream unheard by all.
dae: prolouge done :) just a little chapter to set the mood. yes, kira seems like a cold blooded killer but i still think he's oh so sexy with fangs xD ok so stay tune for stellar's appearance in the next chap!
