Prologue
Students ran out of the room in terror. Glass was flying. Blood was all over the walls. One could hear hysterical laughing, and that's all that anyone in the school could hear.
More glass shattered, and then the sound of a bat dropping echoed throughout the halls. The laughing had stopped. Instead, the footsteps of a young girl flooded the school. All the students were out by now. The young girl had stopped caring by now. She broke the windows with her bare hands, the glass ripping into her arm, sending more blood allover the place.
Her hand reached out and broke a shard of glass that was left in the window. She brought this over her wrist, and put her lips to the blood pouring from her arm. Her tongue delicately traced the line of crimson. Blood dripped from her mouth. She continued to walk through the hallways, breaking every window in sight, splashing blood over the boring, pale walls.
She walked into a bathroom, and the first thing she did was get her finger soaked in the crimson, then she wrote on the mirror there:
"May the vampires haunt you"
The girl then studied herself in the bloodied mirror. She was amazed, yet kept a blank look on her face. Half of her face was covered in blood, and her eyes glowed a bright lavender-purple color. Her clothes were no exception.
She heard the door open ever so slightly as the cops and other people sneaked inside. The girl just stood outside the bathroom door, waiting for their arrival.
Chapter 1: 黒いハネをのばし 闇に迷う (Extending black wings, wavering in darkness)
Feet pounded against the road. Thea had a smile on her face, her breath escaping her lungs at a ridiculously fast rate. She was running as hard as she could.
The people on the street didn't think anything of it. They thought that she was just another middle-school aged girl running to a friend's house or something. But that was almost the exact opposite. She had escaped.
Thea slowed down to a walk when she turned the corner. It was hard to run in knee-high 3-inch boots. She stopped and studied herself in a window. It was a day in the late summer, yet she still had a black-and-white-striped jacket slung over her shoulders. She had on a tank top (that had an adorable little emo-ish bunny on it) with a black mini-skirt. Black eye shadow was over her ice-blue eyes, and her lips had a shimmery gloss on them. Her hair was short and layered, with long bangs.
She winked at herself and continued on to her favorite ice-cream shop. It's nice to get out of that mental facility for a while.
Yes, Thea broke out of a mental institution. It wasn't like she was slow in the mind or anything. She just had her mind set on something that most humans wouldn't believe, and she expressed it in ways that most people would consider insane. There were actually about three things leading up to her input in the nut house (as Thea liked to call it).
The first thing was that she has anger management problems. She would flip at the smallest insult, hit people over a little argument. That didn't suit the fancy of many adults, and so no adults were on her side. She just couldn't get along with people that had no business with her. She couldn't bring herself to do it. No one even knew if she would try.
Thing two was that she called herself a vampire. She had anemia, and needed blood, but she wasn't a vampire. Vampires are things of myth. She is old enough to understand this.
And the third thing, and most recent to boot, is that she had attack a student. Thea was at school, working by herself, when someone called her a freak. She apparently had had enough that day, and it was getting close to time for a blood refill, so she snapped. She grabbed a bat that was in the back of the classroom and attacked the kid. Instead of being freaked out that she had actually hurt someone, she just started laughing, enjoying the parade. She continued beating on him, until he was barely alive. She stopped laughing and dropped the bat. He was in a deep sleep, if not a coma. She hated the school, so she went on breaking windows throughout the school. The children had already fled, but she still went through the halls, shattered glass flinging her blood everywhere. She had cut her wrists to try to kill herself, and had put the wound to her mouth to try to make it stop bleeding.
Well, that's what her official record would say anyway. The truth was very different, but she had no desire to try to force her beliefs onto other people. It just didn't work.
A little bell rang as she walked into the ice-cream parlor. She walked up to the bar and ordered a double-fudge-brownie surprise. Thea took the ice cream, sat down, and began to spoon the cold food into her mouth. Brownies were her favorite. Add ice cream and it's the best thing in the world.
Thea sighed. It was actually the worst time in the world to run away from the asylum, considering that her blood refill was today. She felt her chest get heavy, and the signs of crying were getting close to where humans could actually see. She left little shop, carrying the ice cream (of course, she loved the stuff), and went to find somewhere she could be alone.
Thea found the abandoned fountain. It had stopped working for years, and no one had ever gotten around to fixing it, so it was the perfect place to be alone. The walls were so high that she could hide there without anyone finding her pitiful self.
But before she went in the empty pit, she cleaned out the brownie bowl and threw it in the trash. She climbed over, and let her crimson-filled tears drop from her ice-blue eyes.
She hugged her knees, trying to keep completely quiet, but the gasps kept coming. She hated her life. Who knew that her parents would tell her a huge lie? Why? She had lived her life on that one lie, and now, she was in the worst possible predicament. The only thing that kept her alive was the pain, the pain that she felt every second of every day.
Well, that and the fact that the nut place didn't let her near anything sharp, and infact had her in the straight jacket most of the time. But they let her out of it the day of the blood giving, and actually let her dress in her own clothes for comfort.
So she ran today because of those reasons.
She looked at her tears of blood that had stained her knees, and was inching towards her skirt. No one, not anyone in the world alive today, knew she cried tears of blood. No one. She wouldn't let anyone figure it out.
But at that moment, she felt a presence. A presence that she had never experienced before. It was so large it actually gave her a headache. She poked her head over the wall of the fountain to look at what was giving her headaches.
What she saw kind of surprised her. She thought that no one would be out here, of all places.
She saw two teenagers, and both had the exact same shade of dried-blood brown, but much pretty than she could ever imagine that color to be. The male had dark brown hair, and was cut in an emo fashion. The girl beside him (that was half hiding behind his arm) had a shade or two lighter brown than his hair, and it was also cut short. They wore what looked like school uniforms, except for opposites, like different classes.
The male was giving Thea a look of mixed despair and astonishment. The girl just looked scared.
"What? What do you want?" Thea asked, her voice almost cracking. Thank god for her self-control.
"Who are you?" The boy asked. His eyes seemed a brighter shade of red now. Were her eyes playing tricks on her?
"Hikari Tsukiyomi" Thea said, playing her false name that everyone knew her as. Oh yeah, she's never told anyone her real name before.
"You're lying. I can tell."
Damn! He's smart! Whats with him and this girl!? Why can they see through my perfect disguise!? What was happening!? Why do I feel like I know him!? Thea was cursing at herself.
"Now tell me the truth."
"Fine. Thea Yami. Happy?"
At her answer, the boy's face lost any sign of composure. He was over her in a blink of an eye, and she lost all consciousness.
First chapter of my first fanfic? I hope you enjoy... Can you figure out who the two people are? oh... and uhm... advice and suggestions are accepted.. please help me to improve!