This story has been on my mind recently so I thought I would try it out. I do not own Seraph of the End, just this story plot (sort of) and the OC.
Grammar is not my favorite thing, my apologizes if anything is incorrect.
Note: This Kiara and the Kiara in my other story may look and act similar, but they are not the same person.
Chapter 1: Of Humans and Vampires
Living in the underground city of Sanguinem reminded her of the European cities she had lived in during the 18th century; London, to be precise. Cobblestone streets that weaved through the city's different districts, from decorated mansions to the buildings in the slums, it was a clear line between the rich and poor. Or in this case, between the vampires and the humans they called livestock.
It was the lanterns that made her compare the vampire capital to Victorian London. She always remembered that city when it was cloudy, foggy, and dark, when the smog from the factories covered the streets and dimmed the light from the street lamps. Sanguinem was like that. Being underground it always dark, and the lanterns that illuminated its streets gave off an eerie glow that made the entire city feel ominous.
Maybe that was one of the reasons vampires felt at home. It reminded them of a time that was dark and ominous, a time when they felt comfortable and humans felt miserable.
Yes. For a vampire, the logic made sense.
Mei kicked the ball her friend at the opposite side of the street. It bounced across the cobblestones towards her friend, but when she tried to kick it she missed, and the ball continued to roll down the walkway and stopped against someone's leg. They were about to chase it, until they say the person it hit. No, not person, vampire.
The hooded vampire picked up the ball and looked at the children, who took a step back. He smirked at them, then turned at threw the ball over the adjacent wall into the lower part of Sanguinem. He then continued on his way.
Mei and her friend just stood there, scared and defeated. They couldn't protest the vampires' actions, even if they did it would only make things worse. Mei looked at her friend who on the brink of tears, she then put her hand on her shoulder to reassure her that it wasn't her fault.
With nothing better to do, they decided to go back to their house, but just as they turned they heard the sound of a ball bouncing on the stones. They looked back and saw someone standing on the wall dribbling it. They then lightly toss the ball to Mei, who caught it effortlessly.
"Lose something?" They asked.
Mei looked up from the ball in her hands and smiled at the person who had retrieved their ball.
"Kiara," she said.
Kiara smiled back at her as she jumped down from the wall, landing on her feet with effortless grace. She straightened up her white uniform and smoothed out her long brown hair before walking towards the children.
She then crouched down in front of them, leveling her ruby red eyes with their human eyes, still giving them a warm, reassuring smile.
"Are you two all right?" she asked. They both nodded, "That's good. I'm sorry one of the vampires did that to you, but you really shouldn't play so close to the street. What if the ball hit someone else? Or you ran into someone while you were chasing they ball? You or someone else could get hurt."
"Are you talking about other children or vampires?" Mei's friend asked.
Kiara looked at her, still smiling. "Both," she said. "Just promise you'll be more careful, okay."
Both humans nodded eagerly. Despite being a vampire, Kiara was actually nice to them and the other children living in the city. She didn't ignore them and sometimes played with them when they asked her to. She reminded them of the older siblings they thought they had before the world ended.
"Kiara, can you play with us?"
"I wish I could Mei, but I have to meet with someone right now. Maybe if I'm not busy later I'll come play with you. How does that sound?"
"Good," Mei said, "come on, let's go play in the courtyard." Mei told her friend. Kiara got up as the two of them started to run down the street, but not before looking back and waving at Kiara.
"Bye, Kiara." She waved back at them as they disappeared. They were good kids. They didn't deserve the fate that befell them eight years ago. It wasn't their fault their predecessors were power hungry and greedy; so much so that they unleashed a virus that killed ninety percent of the world populous in one night and leaving their children to be treated as mindless livestock at the hands of the vampires.
She had always hated calling them that, livestock. Sure, having a large group of humans in one controlled area was convenient, but they all seemed to forget vampires were once humans themselves. That and they needed humans to survive, so she didn't see why vampires couldn't be more responsible when dealing with the young children in Sanguinem.
Wait…that was her job.
Still, she remembered seeing human farmers in the past that treated their horses and chickens with more respect than this.
"Well, aren't you a good mother hen." Her smile suddenly faded and she cringed at the sound of the happy voice behind her. She looked over her shoulder and glared at the source.
"Hello, Bathory," she grumbled. The seventh progenitor strutted over to her, a playful yet equally smug smile plastered on his face. His eyes were dance with amusement at the scene that he just viewed.
"You're so cruel to me, my dear. Why don't you smile at me the way you smile at the livestock?" he asked curiously.
Because you irritate me and I want to kill you. Would have been her answer, but she keep quiet.
"Don't tell me you actually care about these humans?" he continued. "I'll admit that some are amusing, but after a while, don't you get bored with them?"
Kiara continued to stare at him unamused. Everyone knew what Ferid Bathory did to humans who began to bore him. He had a cruel sense of humor even by vampire standards. It was one of the reasons she hated him.
"Don't get the wrong idea, Bathory," she said coolly, "I'm only doing my job. It's my responsibility to look after the livestock and uphold the rules Queen Krul set for everyone living in Sanguinem, be they human or vampire. That also means I have to make sure the livestock are happy and healthy. If you have a problem with my methods, take it up with the queen."
Ferid waved his hand, still playfully smiling. "No, no, my dear. You are doing a fine job, everyone is commenting about how the livestock's blood from the collection center has never tasted better. Though I will admit, whenever I try to approach the livestock myself they all run away. Do you know why?"
Because I told them too. She silently praised the children for heeding her warnings about Bathory.
"No. Now what do you want?" She usually did her best to avoid the progenitor on a regular basis, and thankfully they only interacted when they had to attend meetings together or if he needed to tell her something that came from Krul. Other than that, he had orders to stay away from here and let her do her job.
"Ah, yes. Our beloved queen moved your summons up by an hour. I hope that isn't an inconvenience for you?"
"If it's the queen who changed it than no, it's not." She began to walk away, tired of listening to Ferid's voice.
"That's good. And don't worry about the livestock, I'll take good care of…" before he could finish his sentence he felt a hand grab him by the jugular and slam him into the wall, causing it to crater. He looked up and saw Kiara with murder in her eyes.
"Let's get one thing straight Bathory," her voice was low and deadly. She squeezed his neck harder, "If you go anywhere near my kids or do anything to harm them, I will hunt you down and kill you like the crazed animal you are. Do I make myself clear?"
He just chuckled. "It was a just a joke, my dear. Besides, I just praised you for raising our livestock well. They trust you; and I would never think of doing anything that would destroy your work. As I've said before I value my life far too much to go against someone with your power."
Kiara's blood-lust didn't fade, yet she let go of his neck and watched as he rubbed his throat and coughed.
"See that you remember," she warned before turning and going up a flight of stone stairs that lead to the vampire district. From there she called, "And stay out of my way."
Bathory watched he go, happy that he was able to have some deadly fun with her for a moment. To him, no matter how many centuries passed, Kiara always did something that he found amusing.
He brushed some dust off his coat, "Whatever you say, Fifth Progenitor Kiara Roshan."
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