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Saya's P.O.V
It was like a memory, more than a memory than a dream. The cool steel of the hilt pressed against my hand. Blood, of both chiroptea and human, covered my hands. The fire wouldn't go away. Flames engulfed the straw and wood houses as people fled the scene. My black hair fell over my, almost so that I couldn't see what was in front of me.
All of a sudden, someone ran by me, chased by a chiroptera. My instincts kicked in and I swung, hard and swift. A chiropteran head fell to the ground, spurting blood like a small fountain. My eyes turned to the person and I slashed at him also. I couldn't help it, I was out of control. Blood splashed on my already blood-stained clothes as the person screamed out in pain. I smiled. The joy of killing swept through me like a sweet drug. The people around me screamed and tried to run. They didn't get far. I cut them down before they could take another step. The chiroptera then came for me. One by one, they fell to my blade, never allowed to see the moonlit night sky again.
Suddenly, I was pushed over by a brute force. Slowly, I brought myself to my feet. Turning around I saw soldiers, armed and ready for battle. They shot at me and I dodged. Appearing behind them in one big leap , I thrust my weapon into the back of one soldier. He cried out in pain as the life leaked from his chest. The others came towards me, but all fell at my feet. A pool of blood leaked around me. I looked at my reflection. Bright, red eyed full of bloodlust stared back at me. The same sticky red substance covered most of my face and my mouth fell into an unsatisfied frown. An evil look escaped my eyes that made even myself freeze. I had killed, taken lives from everyone, from beastly chiroptera to innocent children. And I had done it willingly.
A group of chiroptera had gathered behind me , ready to attack. They had the same bloodlust in their eyes, the same cold, evil, bright red eyes that I myself wore. I brought my katana to my face, taking a stance. My lust for blood was about to be satisfied.