Disclaimer : Vampire Knight isn't mine. I'm sure you've known it.

Waning : A bit violence.


He was cold. He felt cold, but his skin felt like it was on fire. His lungs were working double time. He blinked and blinked, but with his vision increasingly blurred, it was difficult. He tried to reach the person in front of him, but it wasn't helping, he couldn't. His right arm felt like pinned under something, he couldn't command it. Trying the left gave same results. He couldn't move.

He was numb.

Why?

He wanted to ask. He at least wanted to whisper it.

But, he couldn't.

Why, Yuuki?

He stared at the person before him, feel hurt and betrayed.

Why are you doing this to me, Yuuki? Why?

"I'm sorry, Zero,"

Tears ran down his face.

"Please, understand. I'm pregnant, Zero. Kaname's child. I can't make this child live without her father."

Pain. Hurt. He felt hurt. It was a bone-deep hurt that ached and vibrated throughout his very being. Hurt. Hurt. Hurt. The pain flowed like a raging river through his listless veins, stabbing his heart.

His eyes stung with the coolness of the ice. His lungs wouldn't open as much while his pulse was growing weak.

Live.

He wanted to live.

The three words were screaming inside his mind.

He wanted to live. He must live. He didn't want to die.

He must live to survive.

A stabbing feel slammed him hard, before everything around him blackened and threw him into the consciousness that would caging him forever and might be never let him go again.

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CALAMITY FROM THE SKIES

© Scarlet Natsume

Vampire Knight © Matsuri Hino

Final Fantasy VII © Square Enix

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Prologue

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Calamity. No one knows what it actually is. A virus? A curse? Or something else? No one can understand it. All they know is the cause and effect. No one knows the beginning of it.

Calamity has actually been around since ancestor era, no one knows exactly when, they even never knows it exists until it's too late. Calamity lays dormant inside the blood and genes of the pureblood vampires, can be active anytime by a trigger, like a time bomb that could explode whenever.

If there is anything that can describe the Calamity is parasite. The active Calamity is like a cancer, spread slowly and difficult to detect, divers, complex, and only partially understood. A pureblood vampire with an active Calamity, his or her mind and soul will become very unstable. Emotional control, particularly in restraining anger, will faded. They will become insane and psychotic. The body will slowly weaken, brittle, and more susceptible to injury. Furthermore, they will appear to age, their hair first turning silver then white, their skin takes on a grayish hue and little by little large cracks can be observed on their face and neck until it's time their body crumble and they die, slowly, mercilessly, and very painful to the point you want to die. Die painfully.

What is it like to defend your living body from a parasite that could make you insane and kill you very slowly, something that there are no doctors or medicines that could heal you, something that you don't know when it will be active?

I only know three vampires who suffering the Calamity. Shizuka Hio, who after the death of her lover, the Calamity inside her active and made her referred as The Mad Blooming Princess, the woman who become the source of my suffering, who massacred my family and turned me into a creature that I hated most.

Rido Kuran, I don't know exactly when the Calamity inside him active. All I know is in the middle of the Calamity active process, the man killed his infant nephew, killed his siblings, and created chaos everywhere in order to become the king of the vampires and rule the world.

Kaname Kuran is the one who made the most severe damage. The Calamity inside him active since he lost his first lover, the woman who became "The Parent" for the hunters, but it moved steady and quiet. The pureblood vampire at least knew there was something strange in his body and after the first war he sealed himself in a very long slumber and prevented the Calamity from spreading further and holding control of his body. But after one of his descendants raised him back, the Calamity inside of him was also back. It's not quiet anymore. It's active, alive, and raged. Either because it had contained for so long or because something else, I don't know, but the Calamity inside him was the most damaging. And the beginning was when the war against Rido Kuran, he massacred the Vampire Council, then the climax was when he killed almost every purebloods and slaughtered many other vampires and humans a few years later.

In order to stop Kaname Kuran who had absorbed all of Calamity from the purebloods he killed back then, the survivors, Yuuki and I and every vampires and hunters, were looking for ways and had done everything. Yuuki and I finally found something and so we decided to seal the pureblood.

It hurt, you know. Yuuki and I really love him. Seeing our loved one, the one who loving us back, did all that madness, it hurt. Forced to seal and made our loved one in the state couldn't live or die, it's more than painful.

But it seemed things never happened as expected.

And now here I am, torn between the death and the life. Rejected by death and refuted by life. Trapped within the sealing iceberg, cannot die and cannot live. Locked in a hollow immortality.

It's all because of Yuuki. Yuuki and I almost managed to seal Kaname, when suddenly she pulled out all of Calamity inside him and forcefully insert it into my body and sealed me.

It hurt.

So cold bitter.

I feel numb.

I don't mind being a vessel for the Calamity if that could save Kaname and make him and Yuuki happy. It's a pleasure to be able to sacrifice myself for my loved ones, but what made me livid was she did it without telling me first, not warning me, not discussing it with me, not asking my permission.

It's like a betrayal. And I have already betrayed for many times I felt numb.

And the Calamity doesn't help me at all.

Instead it changed me. It's very difficult to resist their whisper. They whispered, whispered, whispered, and whispered. Haunting me in my dreams. Haunting my mind, my soul, my body. Coaxing me, enticing me, luring me, into breaking.

To breaking. Breaking and into insanity.

Red. It fills my vision. It is everywhere.

Trapped as I was trapped.

It changes me. Mutated me. My hair is longer than my body, my skin is now grayish hue, and I have wings on my back.

Wings.

It's like the Calamity is mocking me.

To have wings when you don't even have freedom.

To have wings when you were trapped like a caged bird.

The chilling of its whisper is how it sounds so warm, but it reminds me of the years of pain, neglect, and grudge.

And when it's haunting me, it makes it so cruel, vicious, ruthless and heartless. Not in sense of hurting my body, but my heart, my mind, and my soul.

It's using his voice. He was there, always, right behind me, leaning so that his lips were against my ear. He was there, always, whispering in my ear, watching everything from behind me. I could see him in the corner of my eye, but only in the corner of my eye. He was always there, always. I felt his hot breath on my ear as he whispered, whispered, distracting me from my resistance, making me lose my thought as he laughed, teased, mocked, toyed, but mostly, endlessly, as he did all of this, whispered.

It's tormenting me by using the Kaname Kuran long before we become lovers.

I terrified by it.

It laughed with his voice. Laughed with his evil laughter. His voice was cold, hard, without mirth, pity, warmth, or humanity.

I felt like want to cry.

Sometimes I felt like to give up, surrender in that whispers.

But I can't.

I shouldn't.

No, that's wrong. I don't want to lose myself to this. I want to stay. To stay. To stay intact. To stop the trickling bits of myself from flowing out. Stay, stay, stay.

Don't go.

But that is getting harder and harder as the time has passed.

The rational part of me knows I'm on limited time, or rather my mind is. But, if it is true madness, the kind that can't be fixed, only managed… it can be my death. Not a physical one, but Zero Kiryuu will cease to be, under the blood, lunacy, and psychosis. Death and blood, with all the hope and light are gone.

Alone. Abandoned.

I will exist through this moment, and then another, and then another.

Until I don't know anymore if I will be the same when I wake up again.

To Be Continue…


A/N :

Found this old plot fic in my abandoned folder, so I decided to write it into a story and publish it.

Oh, yeah, it's been so long since I got this idea of fic. I've been wanting to make this crossover fic about… I don't know, forever?

Okay, just for fun… in this fanfic, could you guess which character Zero will be in Final Fantasy VII?

Thank you for read this fic! I hope you enjoy it!