I was home for Carnival and this came to mind. I was bored as usual. May contain pieces of the song 'Pour que tu m'aimes encore' by Il Divo. It doesn't match anything in this fic. Going for a contrast, we are…Linali's evil. Don't use her much…Friend wants one with her but she never specified what should be in it…hehehehehe…

Kitty will never own D.Gray-Man…If she did, unspeakable things would happen to certain characters…

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It happened on her first mission. She was only twelve at the time. The mission was to recover Innocence in Panama and it caused many supernatural things to happen. There were rumours of a vampire there but she believed it was only a myth. Only a myth. She was not on her own. There was another Exorcist with her but she couldn't remember who. She was tall and beautiful and did everything right. Linali hated her for it with a passion. Because she was not as perfect at completing missions as she was. She almost always came back wounded.

She was left alone in her room when the other Exorcist had gone out to search for Akuma. Now that she thought about it…her name was Esmira. She thought it would be safer for Linali to stay in the inn. She was lying alone when he appeared through the window. He was tall and really good looking. He had light blue eyes and straight blond hair. He wore a tuxedo. He looked at her lovingly. She didn't understand it one bit. He had smiled at her. She could, up to this day, swear it was the most beautiful smile she had ever seen. But there was something weird about it. It seemed like he had two pointed teeth.

J'ai compris tous les mots, j'ai bien compris, merci1

"Good evening to you fair child," he said.

Even his voice was perfect. It was deep and seductive. She was just simply lured to him.

"H-H-Hello?"

"How are you?" he asked.

She felt compelled to answer the man.

"I-I-I'm fine…"

He asked her to come closer and she felt herself complying with his whim. She was utterly frightened but infatuated at the same time. He took her in his arms and carried her back to the bed. Where was the practicality in that? He thought she was the right specimen because he didn't particularly like Esmira. She opened his mouth and she saw the fangs. They were tow discreet points to his canines on his upper jaw. She felt paralyzed as he neared the side of her neck and sank his fangs in.

She gasped and felt a numbing sensation as he sucked at her blood. For the fist time in her life, she believed that vampires existed. But he wanted more than just her blood. He wanted to turn her into a pureblood like himself, not into his slave. So he injected some of his blood into her vein. Just enough to have her crossover to his kind. In his blood was the knowledge of vampires. After that he left. She lay on the bed holding the wound and crying. It hurt but she decided not to tell anyone.

The next she saw of this perfect man was when Esmira found him. Linali felt so enraged that she was the one that ended her life. It must've been his last whim for her to carry out. That was the first time she killed something with her Dark Boots. She went back to the Order and never told anyone that she had been bitten.

Raisonnable et nouveau, c'est ainsi par ici2

It happened when she was fourteen. Her transformation or crossover was painful. She spent three pain ridden days locked in her room. Her brother was worried sick but he had to work. She was already pretty but the crossover gave her more beauty and she had an allure to her. She could easily get people to do what she wanted. [well only one person She knew all the secrets well. She had become part of the so called myth. She had become a vampire.

The first person she bit was her partner on a mission. He had long black hair and a bad temper. In other words, the first person she bit was Kanda. It was simple. All she needed to do was to do it when he was sleeping but she wanted to put it on the extreme. So one night during the mission, she cornered him on the train. They were in the same compartment. She had been thinking of doing it for a long time and now seemed like the perfect time. He was the best material for a vampire. He was gorgeous and a damn good fighter. He was perfect, his only flaw was his temper.

"Do you believe in vampires?" she asked coming closer.

"No." His answer was straight and simple.

She came closer smiling. Her fangs weren't visible so she opened her mouth exposing the little points.

"I was turned into one three years ago…on my first mission…"

"So you're planning on turning me into one as well…"

"No," she said, "Just into one of my slaves."

It was there and then that she attacked him. She didn't know why, but it was an impulse that made her do it. He was her slave now, to do as she pleased with but she let him be free until she needed him. She had no idea when she would need a slave but she suddenly had one. He acted just the same as always so it wasn't likely that anyone would find out. She realized that she had somehow become different. She was different but it seemed to be affecting her personality. She sounded…dangerous. It wasn't like her.

Que les choses ont changé, que les fleurs ont fané

The second person she bit was Lavi. He was smart and she had acted on that strange impulse again. This time it happened in the library. Somewhere in a dark crevice. It wasn't hard to do and she found it somewhat fun. Part of her didn't want to do it but the other took advantage and did it anyway. He, like Kanda, still acted the same. It was a whim with they had to follow. She couldn't help but laugh before she bit him.

The third person she bit didn't show up till a year later. He was short and the gate keeper mistook him for an Akuma. One of her slaves had attacked him but she stopped him in time before anything happened. This person didn't really trust her so she had to earn it. That's where her vampire charms worked their magic. In a matter of months, she had him nipping at her heels ready to do her every command. It was almost too easy. She had no idea why she chose him as her third victim. But he would make a good slave.

All she had to do was get him in a dark place and feast on his sweet blood. Humans have different tastes to their blood. And he was no exception. The first's blood was extremely bitter. The second's was only a slight bit better. But the third, his blood was sweet. Maybe it was what they ate. She had three of them and could make them do as she pleased. But she had no idea what to do with these three. They were all different no matter how she looked at it. The only thing they shared was being bound to do her will. They would kill everyone if she ordered them to.

Pour que tu m'aimes encore

"What to do?" she asked herself.

She asked herself that question everyday…until he showed up. The inspector never liked her. And she hated him. He was rude and stupid and…and ugly. She wanted to kill him badly. But she held back because it would raise suspicion. She would wait. There would be plenty of time to do selfish things after the war. But why not loosen up a bit? She killed him. Yes, she killed him. It was easy. She waited until he left the Order alone, only to send one of her slaves to finish the job. Revenge felt good.

J'irai chercher ton coeur si tu l'emportes ailleurs


Même si dans tes danses d'autres dansent tes heures

She slugged on, just hoping to leave her brother's office. She didn't really like it there but he had an overprotective brother complex. And she wanted to get rid of that. It was annoying at times.

"Linali," he said, "I need you and Kanda to go to Panama. Neither Lavi nor Allen has contacted us and we need you two to find them and bring them back here."

"Yes."

They left the next day by train then they took a boat to Central America. She could feel something unsettling near. Maybe it was just her…or maybe not. As the boat slowly tugged on till land, she felt herself get somewhat sick. It could've been the stale sea air around them constantly or the smell of rotting fish. Linali wasn't sure but she knew that she wasn't alone. She could swear she heard someone call her name. The voice sounded familiar…and silky. No one she knew had a voice like that.

"Good evening to you fair child…"

She jumped. She was hearing things and felt scared all of a sudden. But they were still a long way off the coast and the voice sounded distant. It was calling to her, beckoning her to come closer. And she wanted to follow its every whim.

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Kitty knows it suck but she was too bored not to post it. But did she just bite three guys? Hmm…I wonder…Did I do a great job of putting a ton of words to paper and calling it a story. Tell me in a review…before I start chanting…I have the katana scar from last time I chanted; let's not make it one from a hammer. The meaning of the lines will come as you see them appear…