Chapter 1: The Day Known as Downfall.

Rain was always pouring down on this dull and colorless city. The people who inhabit it were just as colorless and dull. Which made it much easier for the vampires who secretly roam the streets at night to blend in. One particular young vampire was a loner, having been abandoned by his master a few years ago. Some would say he was perfect for the life of a vampire. Even in life he was pale skinned and just seemed to blend in with the crowd, no one hardly noticing him.

"You're Uchiha Sasuke correct?" A voice from behind him spoke quite unexpectedly. Sasuke whirled around, cursing his still-weak abilities. It was almost as if they didn't exist. Not like it was his fault.

"Ah..." He muttered dismissively, turning his attention back to his dinner once he didn't sense any kind of threat. "Wait. How does that vampire know who I am?" He turned back around to question him but before he knew it, he was on the ground. His face dug into the rank smelling concrete and 3-4 men held him still. "Ahh!" He winced at the sudden sharp sting around his wrists and realized they had placed him in silver handcuffs.

"Yes, sir, he's as you suspected."

Sasuke began feeling dizzy as the group of men spoke. They had injected him with something. "Not very powerfulll...," was all the young vampire heard before blacking out completely.

"Unng..." Sasuke woke slowly, and was greeted with an extremely bright and obtrusive light in his face. He had no idea how much time had passed but he had a feeling it was day time. With that light trained on him, he went into an internal panic, thinking he was going to die by the sun. He slowly lifted his head off the desk he was forced to sit in. It was exactly like an interrogation room you would see in cop movies. Right down to the angry policemen staring at him from the other side of the desk. Except these people were not the police, nor the army that was trying to eradicate the vampire race. It was his own kind. This surprised him more than anything. What would vampires want with him?

"Now that you're awake...we can begin." One of the vampires said as he cleared his throat. "You will be tested on several skill sets, and based on how well you do, you will be given a class. Every vampire must go through this test and you are no exception." Sasuke was dumbfounded and clearly had no idea what to say. "Test? What could they possibly need to test me for? What's the point of all this?"

Before he could ask anything, he was forced to stand. The boy glared viciously at the two, not appreciating the rough treatment. They didn't seem to care by their vacant expressions, and they took him to a room filled with obstacles. The other vampire who hadn't spoken up in the interrogation room was the one who explained the first test. "Your first test will be on your speed...you will simply run around the track...," He pointed to one side of the large room which had an every day, oval shaped track. "...and we will compare your speed with the average for all 3 classes. Unworthy, Adequate, and Superior."

Sasuke blinked in astonishment. "So it's like gym class...almost..." He nodded a bit to convey that he understood and walked up to the strip. After a signal, he raced around the track as fast as he could, bursting up to speeds of 30-35 miles per hour. He was actually proud of this accomplishment.

The next few tests were strength, stealth, senses, and endurance. Sasuke definitely did not like the endurance test. He tried his best in each, despite the fact that he felt this was absolutely ridiculous. He watched at the end of each test as the vampire recorded his results with a less-than-impressed expectation on his face. Finally, it was time for his final test, which would be magic, or more commonly referred to as powers. Each vampire had a specific element, and Sasuke's just happened to be fire. In this test, Sasuke could see targets and he had to use his element to hit those targets. So, he summoned fire into his hand and shot it directly at the bulls-eye. He did so for each and every target, and finally, the proctors seemed to be impressed with him. "I'm finally getting some recognition..."

"You boy, Uchiha Sasuke, follow me." Sasuke, breathing heavily, followed the two out of the testing area. The one with the clipboard turned towards him and cleared his throat. "Despite your efforts, you've been placed in the Unworthy class. You will be put into slavery auctions starting today."

The world seemed to crash all around him. "Wait...what? Slavery?!" "This has got to be a joke. There's no way..." He jerked as he noticed the one without the clipboard smirking, as if he found all of this amusing.

"It's no joke." The man said as he handcuffed Sasuke again. The boy fought them every step of the way to a building right across from where he was taken earlier. The next thing he knew, he was tossed into a cell and left alone. At least that's what he thought, until he heard the whispers and whimpers of others he assumed ranked Unworthy. The door opened and down came several other vampires, and even Sasuke could tell they were high rank just from their appearance. They were confident and had an air of power about them. Each of these men and women gave him a glance before moving on down the rows of cells. Except one. A pale, extremely pale man with long black hair stopped and gave him a long stare. His eyes made the boy uncomfortable and despite wanting to be defiant, he looked away.

"Heheheheh...you'll do nicely." The man spoke with a drawn out tone that dripped with evil intent.

Sasuke shivered at the voice, it clawed at his ears and made him wish anyone else but him was talking. He was relieved when he walked away, but not for long, because he came back with one of the vampires in charge and paid. Dread completely filled him. "Out of everyone...it has to be this guy that buys me? It looks like all he wants to do is torment me..with those creepy eyes..." The young vampire was forced to stand and a collar was shoved around his neck. It was a simple collar but made of metal. It could only be tightened or loosened by the unique fingerprint of the master in ownership of it.

"My name is Orochimaru, but you'll have no need of my name. You will call me master." He spoke as he clipped a leash on him and yanked him forward as he made his way out of the building. Sasuke winced with each tug, his anger rising with every action and word. But despite that, he stayed silent as they reached a large mansion, obviously owned by Orochimaru. He was brought inside and immediately shoved on the ground. "You have two purposes here. Housework, and my needs. Any type of disobedience or breaking of my rules, you will be punished. No exceptions."

Sasuke had a bad feeling about this.