Author's note: I just realisedhow long it's been since I posted anything. I hope you guys enjoy this. It is a product of my sleep deprived mind.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Vampire Knight

Chapter 1

A soft lullaby hung in the air, blocking out the sounds of war going on outside as a petite body moved gracefully about the library. This war was her fault. A foolish mistake she fully intended to fix.

One by one, she grabbed books from the shelves and threw them in the fire. Books of their history and their magic; all things the next generation would never know. She did not want them to repeat her mistake.

Her mate opened and closed the front door as she picked up her current diary; the last book that needed to be burnt. He called out to her, even though he already knew where she was and walked into the library as her diary landed in the flames.

"Lysandra, what have you done?" His eyes skipped from the empty shelives to the ashes and fresh books in the fire place, finally settling on her anxious expression.

"I'm sorry, Kaname, but this has to end." Her eyes pleaded with her mate's for understanding as her humming came to an end. Kaname may be the King of Vampires, but he did not resort to violence unless absolutely necessary. This war was foolish and unneeded. She hoped he could see their situation as she did.

"Is it true what the villagers say? Did you give your blood to humans?" Kaname asked, trying to see things from her point of view as he watched his mate shift the books around in the fire place with a poker.

"Yes." Lysandra answered softly. She moved to her mate and took a hold of his hands. "You have to understand. If vampires keep using humans to fight this war then the entire reason for revealing ourselves to them will be mute. The human species will become extinct."

"But, my love, our blood is poisonous to humans." Kaname searched her face for answers, hoping an explanation would take away the trepidation he felt. "Your kindness will only end in their slow and painful deaths."

"Not if you give them a large enough amount to kill them instantly." She explained, moving to the table. "Their hearts stop for one minute before they reawaken."

"Reawaken as what?" Kaname didn't like where this was going. He had learned not to mess with the laws of nature a long time ago.

"They are still human, but stronger, faster and more powerful." Lysandra took the only cup on the table and drank the molten iron. "Now, they simply need a weapon to hunt the ex-humans."

"Then why are you burning our books? These are records of our family, our magic, our entire race." Kaname questioned, trying to piece her actions together, but his heart grew heavier as Lysandra smiled sadly. She knew what she had to do, but regretted the pain it would cause her mate. She hoped that he would one day be able to forgive her.

Reaching into the connection of their blood bond with a single thought, she took control of Kaname's body, holding him in place. The look of betrayal on his face was enough to break her heart, but she couldn't stop now. Lysandra ripped out her own heart and stumbled to the fire place.

"Lysandra, wait." Kaname begged, finally understanding what she intended to do. "Please don't do this. There has to be another way."

"I'm sorry, my love." She replied with tears in her eyes. Opening the gate in front of the fire place and ignoring the few books that fell from the pile, Lysandra screamed in pain as she sat in the scorching heat.

Kaname could do nothing but watch as his mate spat the silver liquid onto her heart which she held in her hands. Both Purebloods screamed as the flames raged, the molten iron and the heart becoming one. The spell ended with the death of the female Pureblood and the fire, releasing control of Kaname's body, but he was only met with pain.

He fell to his hands and knees, the shattered blood bond too much to handle. Tears, pain and insanity became his life. Kaname raked his body with his own claws, desperate to keep the heartache and insanity at bay, but there was no escaping it.

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours until finally what laid on the floor was more beast than human. Kaname dragged himself forward, digging through the ashes of his history and his mate until he found the weapons Lysandra had sacrificed herself to make. What was left of his sanity turned into determination. He would complete the dying wish of his mate. Kaname forced himself to stand and walk out the house. He would find Lysandra's hunters.

Travelling from village to village, the Pureblood followed every rumor of the Hooded Woman, taking down as many ex-humans as he could without losing focus until he found them. Kaname gave the hunters the weapons and told them of the Hooded Woman's sacrifice.

Slowly he made his way back to what was left of his home and descended into his family vault, he hoped the war would turn in Lysandra's favour. He had done all he could, but with insanity eating away at his mind there was nothing more he could do. Entering into an eternal sleep, Kaname prayed for a better future, unaware of the darkness stealing the ashes of his mate and her charred diary.

Author's note: I hope you guys enjoyed that. Please review and let me know what you think. Thank you for reading my story.