A/N: If you have been paying attention to the new fanfics coming out of the VK fandom this week.. I am only slightly ashamed of having been the master behind three of them- The Tower being the forth lol. You might be thinking, "She's taking on way too many stories at once to keep them straight!" and you would be right ;). Anyway, please leave and questions/comment/opinions in the reviews, I will reply to your questions if you leave them under an account so I can PM you. Please Fave, FOLLOW, and REVIEW (!) and of course, Enjoy :)
A hand grips his arm, claws ripping into flesh and shredding skin, blood flowing in rivers down his wounded limb.
It's a dream- it has to be. This cannot be the end.
Zero bolted through the shadows after ripping the hand away and shooting Bloody Rose into the darkness with his uninjured hand.
He could feel it tracking his movements and so he made sure to run farther, to run with lighter feet, barely disturbing the grass as he weaved in between trees and across rivers- not focused on where he was really going, so much as it was far from here.
Memories of a lover's warm embrace, gentle touches and smooth laughter echo in his mind and he is near convinced that he was indeed dying.
His arm burned with poison as it slowly began to make its way into his system, slowing him down and making his vision blurry.
He had to get back- he had something to do…
What did he have to do?
He had made it a mile, maybe a mile and a half, before he fell to his knees in exhaustion.
His canines ached and his eyes burned with a fury and he found himself aching with his need for fresh blood. Zero lost track of time then, losing himself in the haze that was bloodlust, not even sensing the predator draw closer until he found himself being turned around forcefully and made to look in the eyes of the beast.
Hungry crimson eyes bore down upon him and if he had ever felt fear since that day so long ago he would have screamed in fright. As it was, he merely prepared himself for death, his own vision blackening around the edges as he slowly lost his battle to remain conscious.
"My beauty," The beast hissed, "You are mine at last- free from that pureblood's hold. Now you can be mine in truth…"
Zero tried to pull away from the monster but it held firm, its claws digging into his arms, his uninjured one being rendered broken like the first.
The beast trailed his nose along Zero's throat and he let out a growl, "Let go of me!"
It smirked against his neck, its own canines sharpening to press like daggers into his flesh.
"No, I think not." It professed and Zero cried out as it struck, tearing open his throat, blood flowing down his shoulder and marring his clothes.
No one was coming to help him.
Zero bolted up in bed as the dream dissolved, his skin slick with a cold sweat. He swallowed down his apprehension and laid back down for a few more moments, focusing on calming his unsteady heart.
What was the beast that haunted his dreams?
Whatever it was, he didn't think it was Kuran.
But within the span of that thought he let out a scream as his flesh was clawed open and the burning of the poison returned to both his arms.
Zero was plastered to the bed, his vampire senses coming alight as he felt the beast press down upon him with an astral hand from afar, the wounds from his dreams manifesting in his reality.
Blood flowed down his arms and tainted the cream sheets, dripping down onto the hardwood floors as his bedroom door burst open and the headmaster came bolting in, Yuki on his tail.
Cross was shocked at his appearance and even more so as Zero begged him for help.
"Help me!" He begged and Cross sent Yuki to wake the nurse in the nearby clinic.
Zero lost track of the time that passed from then on, coming in and out of consciousness as a fiery pain licked at him, changing him into something he knew he would never be able to turn back from.
What it was, he didn't know.
All he knew was that he could vaguely feel the presence of others from where he lay- the concerned mother henning of Cross, the worrying Yuki, the calming presence of his former sensei.
The one he did not notice was that of Kuran though he was there, just hanging onto the edges of the clinic room, watching the situation from afar before flitting away into the night.
Time passed, or at least Zero wanted to believe it did.
Nothing helped- nothing they could do anyway.
His pained mind dreamt of nightmares that he had never before glimpsed even in his darkest of times.
He came to briefly in the wee hours of the morning, just after dawn.
It would not be for long as he felt his breathing pick back up again and the poison that coursed through him surged back to life.
This time he would not wake as he was before- no, he would wake up as something much more, beyond human, beyond hunter, beyond level-D.
Beyond pureblood.
When he awakened, it would be as the new progenitor of a Greater Race.
It would not be a happy awakening for Zero Kiryu.