A/N: The beginning is a bit different from the summary, but we'll get into the details soon.
For Kaien Cross, I will be calling him Kurosu in this fic, to sound more badass. Also, despite how this fic involves a good amount of AntiVampire Serum, this is in no way a sequel or prequel to AntiVampire Frosting. ;) The only thing related is the fact that Kaien invented it.
This first chapter will probably be the most actiony, as Yuuki is demonstrating her abilities. Later action scenes will be shortened. The bulk of the fic will be centering more on the feelings and relationships rather than pure action.
Important Warnings: there are bloody action scenes, with head explosions and descriptive torture and death. Things will happen in this fic that a lot of people would find sick and perverse, detailed child-molestation, rape, ect. This is set to fuck with the protagonist's mind, and if you don't like it, then I encourage you to not read this fan fiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight. It belongs to the brilliant Matsuri Hino. Also, I am not gun or action savvy, and am writing this fic to also better my skills in those fields, so please bear with me.
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Upon that cold metal table was where she made her epitaph - If she couldn't kill him, then she would die trying.
The whirring of those machines was a spine tingling sound to most, but not to Yuuki. For them it often meant enslavement, but for her, it was a silver lullaby. In the white room, underneath the halo of light was where she found her solace from the nightmare of her true nature. As the needle pierced the skin of her neck, all of her self-contained fears, the shadow of insanity, they all grew distant.
"Commencing serum injection, dosage increase from twenty-five to thirty cc's of AntiVampire00 solution."
Those words echoing from the intercom were lyrics that accompanied the musical whirring. The comforting, stinging pain of the needle, feelings from the serum were emotions behind that song.
Yuuki could feel the fluids being injected into her bloodstream, freezing cold one moment, then burning like hellfire the next. It spread rapidly, all consuming, binding her unwanted genes. In the center of the halo light above her, a mirror was fixed in the blank space. Kurosu had placed it there at Yuuki's request, so she could watch the crimson hue bleed from her eyes, turning them back to a soft, chocolate brown.
The machine with the needle withdrew from her skin, a thin line of blood leaking from the entry point in her neck. It healed instantly, the small rivulet of red serving the same purpose that the mirror in the room was present - to ensure her that she was no longer a vampire.
Yuuki gagged as the scent of blood drifted to her nose, bringing the edge of a bed sheet on the gurney to wipe at the spill. Only a moment ago, she desired nothing more than to chomp on Zero's neck. The watchful guardian hovered over her, shining a light into both eyes, examining them thoroughly before giving a thumbs up to Kurosu, who stood behind the glass observation panel in the control room. He nodded in understanding before releasing the metal shackles binding her to the gurney.
Zero kept silent, not asking her how she felt, as he already knew. Their unlikely bond had been forged through the ostracizing they were both subjected to within the Hunter's Syndicate. The humans hated them, and the other vampires from their Scarlet Assassin Force resented them for so willingly giving up their 'vampire pride'. They were the only ones who saw their genes as a curse, not a blessing. Because of that, they received the sterile serum, not the one laced with manipulative obedience genes like all the other vampires.
"Feel better?" Kurosu asked from the intercom.
"Of course." Yuuki confirmed with a sigh while sitting up, truly meaning it.
She glanced at Zero, noting how his normally lilac eyes were closer to a sort of dark heliotrope today, meaning that he would need another injection soon, in a week at the very least. His eyes bore into hers, brimming with thoughts they knew he would rather not voice aloud.
Yuuki smirked, reaching out a hand, touching her fingertips to the center diamond of his tattoo. She could feel the strength of his pulse beneath the ink and flesh, how it jolted off into a sprint at the most simple of her touches. This was what she was after, the ability to override her hunger and recognize the thudding of his heart as a sign of emotions, not a dinner invitation.
"Zero, if you'll step through the door on your right to the observation deck, we can commence the Chameleon Testing."
What, was she supposed to turn invisible or something?
The silver haired hunter brought up a single finger, curling it beneath Yuuki's chin before they parted.
Making her way over to a table in the back of the white room, Yuuki found the new skintight catsuit that Kaien had made for her. She changed right there, not caring whether or not both he and Zero could see her still. They had found her nude in the first place, and she was utterly desensitized to men staring at her naked form.
The gentle voice that she had admired for years had somehow turned into a husky, laughing whisper against her ear that morning.
A large hand wandered down to her nether regions, lifting up the skirt of the white dress her mother had placed on her only that evening when she awoke, squealing about how pretty her sweet daughter looked. Two fingers slipped inside of her bloomers, creeping below to stroke against her as her dress was ripped from her body.
"What did you call this," he stroked her more roughly through the fabric. "Yuuki? Your kitty? I like playing with kitties, remember when we brought one home to Okaasama, and she wouldn't let us keep it? Remember how sad I was? Can I play with your kitty, Yuuki?"
A silent tear made its leap of faith from the corner of her eye.
This was another reason why she wanted to be injected with the serum, the side effects made her have flashbacks, which only served to strengthen her resolve to do whatever it took to exact revenge on the one who sent her life to hell.
It was because of him that she couldn't love another the way she wanted to. Zero was changing that, slowly, surely, but until that man was dead, she would not be able to live with herself for letting him get away with all he'd done. Even now, while dormant and nearly ineffective, she could feel the pureblood's blood within her burn with the desire for revenge.
She got dressed mechanically, checking and equipping all of her weapons, bending forward to shake her long hair out before swiftly tying it up in a ponytail. As she headed towards the exit, the lights switched off, casting her into complete darkness as she slipped on her trench-coat. The test was beginning.
Though her more violent instincts and blood-thirst was repressed by the serum, she was still a vampire, and her physical traits and heightened senses still stayed. There was no way to change that with just a simple artificially engineered solution.
No one had to worry about her using pureblood powers on them, because they had never fully manifested in the first place. Several vampires in the Scarlet Assassin Force had always doubted her pedigree, but Yuuki was terrified to try and prove that she was. On one hand, if she tried to use the absent powers she had no idea how to work, then nothing might have happened, proving that they had never been inherited in the first place.
But if she was right, and she was a ticking time bomb, then the entirety of Silver City would have been wiped out. If she did have any pureblood powers, then they would have to have been drawn out in time, to avoid her own self implosion.
Yuuki could see just fine in the dark, details and all. She ran to the main, metal doors, not making a sound as she picked the lock with a pair of special tools that had been provided for her. Just a little more, and she would be able to esc-!
The sabotaged tool broke in the lock, making that escape route impossible to take without causing a huge commotion. She hadn't even been provided with explosions for this testing, unless you counted the flash bangs.
Spotting a vent, along the high wall, Yuuki looked for something to use to climb up on, only to remember that the furniture in the room was bolted down. It was too high up to jump and reach, especially for a vampire who took ten cc's or more of the AntiVampire serum, and her dose just now was triple that.
She rubbed her hands together in thought, hearing a scraping sound coming from the friction. Puzzled as to why her new catsuit would have had any damages, she ran her gloved hands along her arm, feeling how the material would cling to the smooth leather, just like a lizard.
Just like a chameleon.
Testing her grip, Yuuki stroked the smooth wall, climbing as best as she could with only them until she realized that the knees of her leather slacks were made of the same material, making her climb much easier. To her dismay, the vent cover was screwed on. She slipped her hand through the slats, contemplating just ripping the steel, but seeing as the inside of the vent was also lined with the metal, she would make a noise when doing so, and get points taken off of her final score for the drill.
Unless the noise was a distraction, diversion, or was immediately followed by the confounding or death of an enemy, she would be killed, which is why it was so important to perfect the drills. Even though these were labeled as tests, if an enemy, usually a level C, or D vampire, could successfully kill the assassin running the course, he or she would take their place in the ranks.
Yuuki never had points taken off. Sometimes, things would happen like the tools breaking, the guns coming without bullets and the like. They were the tests within the tests, measuring her resourcefulness. Once she remembered that, things made sense.
She proceeded to take the vent cover off, using the broken tool as a substitute for a screwdriver. Lowering the cover to the ground, she crawled into the tight, downward inclined space.
As she approached the other end of the vent, she was confused to find that there wasn't a second cover, and that it was, in fact, open access. The ceiling in the room was low, so chances were, that if she got close enough to the end, one of the pacing guards would be able to see her come up. Very clever, Kurosu...
Keeping low, Yuuki crawled towards the end, stopping short of exposure.
Two guards were situated at the far end of the dark hall, guarding the door, a third walking towards them like rounds. There were probably five guards on duty altogether, two were more than likely stationed close to the door she had tried to exit through. She couldn't check without revealing herself. A guard looked up expectantly at the vent, meaning that they knew. If she didn't act fast enough, they would probably would fill the vent full of lead with their semi-automatics, using their fangs and claws if worse came to worse.
Retrieving the Walther P99 from her trench-coat and a couple of flash bangs, she made up a plan on the fly, tossing one to each end of the room. As soon as the light blinded them she fired a single round into the skull of the patrolling guard and clamored along the ceiling, narrowly missing a barrage of bullets.
Yuuki dropped down to the ground with a hard click of her heels, having to shield herself beneath the fallen guard to avoid any loose bullets flying around. She searched his pockets for a key card, careful not to get more blood on herself, lest she leave a scent trail.
When she realized he didn't have the card, she turned her attention, and weapon at the blinded vampires, lodging a bullet into their skulls. It was almost too easy to locate the key card as she walked back to the opposite door and typed in the password.
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ACCESS DENIED
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Alright, so then it would be a variation. She knew that was the password, and she knew that if one part of the test was easy, there was an even more difficult task waiting beyond.
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PERMISSION GRANTED
Yuuki gave a smirk when she got the password right. She waltzed right through the door, face first into the barrel of a shiny silver Desert Eagle.
Her trigger finger twitched, but she kept her gun lowered, eyes following the sleek lines of the Bloody Rose up to Zero's calm, focused expression.
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A/N: So, yeah, this is different for me. It's my first time writing... like this I guess. I don't know what to call it. But, if you liked it, you can thank Sugarcult and thoughts of James Bond for practically squeezing this fic out of me. I had a lot of trouble trying to decide whether or not to make it take place in the modern, past, or future era.
Please let me know your opinions as to whether or not I should continue and what you would like to see more of.
Review: Tell me what you think? Your reviews are much appreciated, and they inspire me to keep writing. The more I get, the more I feel like I should continue. :)