Okay guys, here's the first chapter! Hope you enjoy it, R&R!
Thank you to i'mthenewCAKEPIG for beta-ing this... You helped me out a lot x]
VK Belongs to Hino Matsuri =]
This is the edited version, but nothing differs with the main storyline!
"Okaa-chan, I'm home!" Rika called lazily, walking in through the front door. An intense smell of blood assaulted her nostrils as soon as she closed the door behind her. There was an thick, unusual silence. It was an indication to her that something was definitely wrong. If it was a normal day, her two younger brothers would be playing loudly in the family room, and their annoying sound effects would have already reached her. Her older brother would be in the living room, reading a book or doing homework, and he would call out back to her. Her mother would sigh and say 'Welcome Home', while there would be some kind of commotion in the kitchen as she battled with her pots and pans. And her dad would be watching the news in the living room around her noisy brothers, yelling at them every once in a while. Something was definitely wrong.
Rika walked down the hall, looking warily through the doorway through the kitchen. The pots and pans and food were strewn all over the floor. It looked like some kind of fight had happened. Continuing down the hall, she could see her older brother's most recent book on the floor around the doorway of the family room. Rika gasped. Something else was wrong about the hallway, but she just couldn't place it. Had the hallway always been red? A sudden realization struck her.
"Nii-sama!" she called out, rushing down the hall in a panicky manner. If her brother was gone, what about her other family? Her brother was the 'prodigy' Vampire Hunter of her family, if he couldn't eliminate the threat... Something was definitely wrong. Rika stopped half-way down the hall at the doorway to the living room. She gasped in horror.
The large room was soaked in blood. Every surface was stained with it. Her entire family was dead, their corpses were scattered all over the room. Some of them were torn to shreds, and others looked like they had been killed in a single blow, but all of them looked like they had tried to fight. Her knees went weak at the sight of her dead family members. Then Rika suddenly noticed a young vampire standing in the center of the room. His hands were drenched with blood and the bottom of his grey coat was stained a dark black. He was obviously the killer of her family.
"Murderer!" Rika screeched, lunging for the vampire. He suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes and reappeared right next to her. Rika felt the pain before she saw what happened. She was violently sent flying across the room. She slammed painfully against the wall and fell to a heap on the floor. The pain hit her then, and her side, along with her abdomen, had already started throbbing. "Why?" she coughed out spitefully, struggling to piece herself together. This is why she hated vampires. They were unnatural, and humans were no match… not even Vampire Hunters, like her family, stood a chance.
"Your parents were breaking the treaty," he said condescendingly, like he shouldn't have to explain himself to her. The young vampire sounded too smart for his young age. Rika hated the way he stood there, so nonchalantly, as if he hadn't just mass-murdered her entire family. She glared at him, wishing she could kill him, wishing she had the power to kill him. But she couldn't possibly kill him, and she didn't have access to any hunter weapons. This was obviously a Pureblood, anything else would do nothing to him.
"So what are you going to do to me, then?" Rika hissed, slowly backing up against the wall. After receiving no answer, Rika crouched down in a defensive position. She glanced down only for a second and realized she was by her dead brother. Her beloved older brother was dead too, just like that, his corpse mutilated mercilessly. She struggled against the waves of tears that hit her."Are you going to kill me?" she asked, her voice resolute but her tears dripping down her face, "Are you going to murder me like you murdered my brother?" her voice wavered. Rika cursed herself internallyfor having shown such weakness in front of this enemy.
"… No," he said simply, not moving an inch. His crimson irises never left Rika's trembling form. They seemed to pierce right through her, into her very heart. It was as if he could tell exactly what she was feeling.
"What then? You can't just leave me here. I know what you've done!" Rika's voice rose with every word, until it was strained and high-pitched. She clenched her fists and struck the blood-soaked carpet next to her brother as hard as she could. For the first time, she realized just how weak she was. She had never felt so damn powerless in her life.
"You're right. I can't leave you, human," he said suddenly, and a cruel smile came over his face. Pure terror filled Rika. Before it was intense fear, but this was different. It overcame her very being, all her sense had left her then. She stood up and ran as fast as she could, faster than she even thought possible of herself. Her twelve year old legs carried her out of the corpse-filled room and into the blood-soaked hallway. She fled all the way down the hall to her room, slamming and locking the door behind her.
Rika let out a sigh of relief and sank down to the floor, shutting her eyes tightly as she tried to figure out what was happening. She was safe. She hadn't seen him follow her, so maybe he didn't know where she was for the time being. She looked up and felt her heart skip a beat. She immediately shrieked in terror.
"No one can outrun a pureblood," he smiled cruelly as her scream died out. He sat on her bed casually, looking as if he had been sitting there waiting for her forever. Rika's breathing came in quick gasps. This was it. He was going to kill her now. Like he had sensed her thoughts, he suddenly appeared in front of her, moving almost too quickly for hereyes to follow his movements.
"My name is Kaname," he whispered cryptically, inching closer to her. "What's yours?" His sweet breath made Rika's heart pound in fear.
Unnatural! Danger! Her whole body screamed, tensing and trying to get away from him. Now she was on pure instinct, reacting without any thought. Rika trembled as she awaited the pain she knew would come.
"Tell me…" he commanded, moving even closer. Rika could see the pointed fangs in his mouth, large and protruding, just waiting to suck her dry of blood.
"R-R-Rik-ka…" Rika barely managed to get out. He was too close. She hated this. And even more, she hated him, for doing this to her. She glared at him defiantly, despite the fact that she was shaking so badly he could probably see it.
There was a sudden, searing pain in her neck, and Rika started. She quickly refocused her gaze so that she could see the back of the filthy Pureblood's head right below hers. What was he doing? Her senses finally registered a sucking sound. Was he… drinking blood from her? Horrified, Rika pushed his shoulder away, attempting to get him off of her. She struggled desperately, kicking and punching him when he wouldn't budge. But it was no use. He was too strong for her.
"G-Get off of me, filthy Vampire!" Rika cried, practically in hysterics as tears finally escaped her eyes. The vampire kept sucking her blood until she thought she could see red spots in her vision and her eyes began to glaze over. He suddenly backed up just whenshe thought things were starting to go black. Her blood was all over his mouth, and his eyes glowed a scary crimson.
"Rika… Serve me," he said with a knowing smile, wiping the blood off his mouth with a small towel that belonged to Rika. Rika struggled to stand up. She couldn't give in to this filthy beast.
"Wh-what the hell did you do to me?" Rika managed to get out. Her whole world seemed to blend and merge until there were no boundaries, no directions, no up, no down, no floor, no ceiling. Everything was turning and changing. Eventually, everything faded to total darkness, and Rika had the vague sensation that she was falling. The last thing she remembered thinking before she lost consciousness was that she was definitely going to die.