Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts…. –sniff- I want a Demyx plushie.

ckc: yes, I know, I need to update right or people will come after me with fire and math books (my sister included in the pack) but I just had a really good idea for a fanfic and I NEED to type it up or it will disappear forever.

Anyways, have fun with this new fanfic. It included Kingdom Hearts, Demyx, and a race of beings long gone from our world… unless you are from the world of 'Twilight' then you actually are a vampire if you live in Italy. yeah….

BloodLust

Hunted

"Man, this place is so creepy," Demyx muttered under his breath.

He was on patrol duty with Luxord and to his great dismay he was commanded to go to the foreboding Halloween Town. Oh, of all places to be looking for Heartless! The place was practically pitch black, dark shadows cast over the even darker clothed members of the Organization.

"This is Halloween Town, number IX," said Luxord. "Of course it's going to be creepy."

Demyx made a face at his companion, pouting. "I know! I just think that if we're put on patrol we should go in the daytime."

"There's only an hour of daylight here and the heartless are more likely to come out at night."

"Well," the Melodious Nocturne frowned, stopping where he was, thinking of some kind of comeback. "It's still creepy!"

Luxord rolled his eyes. The young boy was odd and awfully annoying but he was fun to have as a partner in patrolling the odd worlds he traveled to. Though he did have a knack for goofing off and getting lost.

"I think we're done here-" Number X turned to see that his companion was gone. Completely vanished out of his sight. "Oh, Heck."

"Luxord! Hey, Luxord!"

Demyx screamed the Gambler's name as he scanned the alley. He had looked away for one minute, his sea-green eyes fixed on some shifting silver object in the shadows when he found that Luxord was no longer beside him. Now, he was alone in a dark street with no companion and no way of finding him.

"I hate the dark," he groaned inwardly and then jumped as something thumped behind him. He whipped around and, finding nothing but a dead end, shivered and started to back up slowly. "Hello?"

"Oh, don't you look tasty."

Demyx jumped again as somebody, or something, whispered softly off to his right. Summoning his sitar, he positioned himself with his back to a wall, fighting off the urge to sprint away into nothing.

"Who's there?!"

It was silent save for the sound of his harsh breathing. Whatever was out there was definitely not a Heartless or any type of Nobody. Hesitantly, Demyx took a step forward from his hiding place, hoping to find that the thing creeping around him was only Luxord.

"Luxord? Luxo-mmf!"

A cold hand was suddenly put over his mouth, another capturing his wrists behind his back so that his sitar fell to the ground, evaporating into the dark air. He whimpered as something icy and wet brushed against his neck, a velvety voice whispering in his ear.

"Don't fret young one. It will all end soon."

What felt like needles stabbed into his neck, a searing pain running through his body. Demyx bucked, screams muffled by his adversaries hand. He was going to die. This was the end of his short life as a Nobody. He was…. was…

He was so lightheaded all of a sudden. What was happening? He was vaguely aware of his knees hitting the ground, a soft weight still on his neck. There was so much darkness surrounding him and as he fell there was only shadows and soft laughter to greet him.

"He looks like death warmed over. What did you do to him Luxord?"

"Nothing? One minute he was there and the next he was gone. I found him lying in some alley out cold."

"Looks like he was bit by something."

Demyx couldn't help but groan as he slowly came around. There were so many voices and his neck! It felt like it was on fire where the ting had touched him. Where was he anyway?

"Care to join the living kid?" Somebody, a voice he recognized as Xigbar's asked.

Though his throat hurt Demyx managed to clear it, answering quietly. "I'm not a kid."

With renewed strength he opened his eyes, finding that he was lying on a couch in the Organization's lounge surrounded by five other members including a worried looking Luxord, Axel, Laexeaus, Xigbar, and Xaldin. Demyx sat up slowly, his mind becoming aware of the fact that he was alive and for some odd reason, hungry.

"You okay Demyx?" Laexeaus asked. The Melodious Nocturne nodded, shifting in his seat.

"Yeah, I guess."

"So," Luxord changed his look from worried to ticked off. "What happened?"

"I…" Demyx jumped up suddenly, flailing his arms about as he remembered the hidden somebody. "You see, I got lost all of a sudden and there was this thing and I couldn't find it and then it bit me! I thought I was gonna die!" He reached up to feel the injury on his neck and found that there were bandages wrapped around it.

The Nobodies around him looked at each other and then Axel shrugged, plopping himself down on another couch.

"Figures. You were probably just attacked by some Heartless."

"But it talked to me!" Demyx said. "It had this creepy voice and-"

"You're overreacting Number IX. Just tell us if it gets infected or anything," said Xigbar. The Freeshooter exited with Xaldin, both needed for a new mission to Agrabah.

"But- Oh, whatever," The Nocturne groaned. Nobody would listen to him. He headed towards the kitchen with Luxord in tow, not even listening as the Gambler of Fate ranted about his lack of direction and sense in the dark

Man, he was hungry.

ckc: So, what do ya'll think? I know it's really slow and all but it gets better in the next chappie! I promise. And I'm actually writing this thing out before I type it up. I'm already through chapter three!

Kouru: Anyways, please review. It makes us happy when you do. And if you don't we will sue! Yay! I can rhyme!

ckc: Actually we don't have a lawyer so…. Yeah. All flames will only be target practice for Demyx's uber kul water skills.