Children of the damned
cursed with the blood of the night
forever slave to it's thirst
forever aware of the beast
stirring inside them
waiting to take over.
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"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
Their cheers echo throughout the club. They chant mindlessly as the fight comes to an end. She stands above the defeated, one fist clenched and in the air.
"All hail the Queen!"
They watch with eagerness and immense thirst as the Queen shares the victory of her spoils to her underlings. Her eyes glow a bright red as she grabs the man by the hair, lifting up his severed head for her followers to see. The crowd goes wild as the sweet smell of sin fills the air with it's metallic aroma. Swiftly, she throws his head to the crowd, watching in mild amusement as they all flee to it, grabbing bits and pieces of the mangled flesh and devouring whatever they can get their claws on.
The others watch as their Queen licks the stump of the man and savors his everlasting taste. Not another moment was wasted as their Queen generously dismembers his body, throwing it into the remaining members.
Oh, the shame of the defeated, to have trampled over the Queen's quarters, in search of a good fuck. All he got was punishment, painful enough for him to bring with to the heavens in which he'll mourn or to the hells in which he'll burn, for all eternity.
[A few centuries later... ]
The Queen watches as the light of dawn approaches and colors the skies in shades and hue of yellow and orange with tints of blue. She glances at her flawlessly smooth skin and resumes watching the sun grace her with it's presence. Long ago, her ancestors feared the sun, for the sheer glow of such a great star, was enough to give the children of the damned, their final death. But eons later, the Queen has evolved and is able to withstand the wonders of day light, whereas her foolish ancestors, were not so lucky.
The Queen leaves the balcony and heads into her house, ready to prepare herself for another school day.
As the Queen walks down the streets, she receives small bows from her followers and returns the gesture with a smile, showing her pearly white fangs to the world. Her journey comes to an end when she finally arrives at college.
[…]
"Goodmorning Sakura!" yells Naruto, as enthusiastic as ever. He waves furiously in the air, trying to capture her attention and almost hitting his girlfriend in the face. "How was your weekend, huh? You wanna grab some ramen with Hinata and I after class?" He puts his arm around Hinata's shoulders casually and grins like an idiot. His girlfriend bows politely before pressing herself against the pinkette for a much needed hug.
"Goodmorning Sakura," she says softly, her stuttering ceased when she speaks with the Queen.
"Goodmorning you two! Hope you guys didn't have TOO much fun last night. I could almost here you guys across the house!" she says, smirking as both of her friend's faces turn a beautiful shade of red. She lets go of Hinata and stands back, admiring their expressions.
"B-b-b-b-b-but Sakura!" stutters Naruto, embarrassed as hell that Sakura heard him having... a good time with Hinata.
The trio walk to class, oblivious to the two pairs of eyes that followed their movements like hawks.
"Is that her?" the man asks his companion. "Is she Sakura Haruno?"
"Hn," says the companion. "I believe she is the only one here with pink hair, is she not?"
"No need to be a smart ass, brother," says the man, half glaring at his older brother.
In the classroom, the students sit by their friends and chat away like there was no tomorrow when suddenly their professor walks in. On. Time.
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"What the fuck! You're early!" says Naruto and Sakura, pointing accusingly at their professor. Their professor sweatdrops and rubs his head.
"I was called in early to escort the transfer students to our classroom," says their professor with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"What? You're not going to give us the good old "I got lost on the path of life" bullcrap?" asks Naruto while crossing his arms around his chest, frowning at their professor.
"I was telling the truth, Naruto. Now sit down and shut up." Without looking away from his hardcore porno book, Kakashi points at the two devilishly handsome brothers in the front of the room. "Introduce yourself, you two," he says, waving at the two brothers that stand before the class.
"Itachi Uchiha."
"Sasuke Uchiha."
The females in the class go wild as they stare at the brothers hungrily, already plotting evil seduction methods to get into their pants. Sakura rolls her eyes and ignores those morons while Naruto glares at the youngest of the two brothers.
"I don't like your face, Teme."
The younger of the two brothers glances at Naruto before smirking.
"Dope."
Naruto rudely stomps on the table with one leg and shakes his fist toward Sasuke.
"Who are you calling "dope", huh, Sasuke-teme?"
Sasuke shoves his hands in his pocket and walks toward the flaming blonde and takes a seat next to him.
"You, you dope."
Oh, this was going to be a long day.
[…]
"Alright class, seeing as none of you are doing anything productive, let's have a group project!" says Kakashi while grinning behind his mask. He walks around the room, handing out assignment sheets for groups. "I've already picked your groups so don't bother changing them, alright?" He quickly migrates back to his desk and continues reading his book of lust and wild fantasies.
"What the hell, why can't I be in Sakura's group?!" yells Naruto as he waves the assignment sheet in the air furiously. "Why do I have to be in Sasuke-teme's group?!" He points at Sasuke, who returns his gesture with a look of indifference.
"Because, Naruto, all you do is slack off when you're in Sakura's group. Don't you think I would've noticed by now?" says Kakashi as-a-matter-of-fact. The class giggles at Naruto's antics, causing the boy's face to turn red. He turns to Hinata and voices his complaints to her while she listens and nods her head occasionally.
"At least I still have Hinata. Forget Sasuke-teme. We can do this project by ourselves!" he says, giving Hinata a kiss to the cheek in the middle of class.
"But Naruto, we need Sasuke to complete the project. Please work nice, alright?" she says, blushing.
"Ugh, if Hinata is okay with it, then fine. But I still don't like you, Sasuke-teme!" says Naruto, pulling his girlfriend closer to him and pointing at Sasuke.
"Who would want to work with you anyway, dope?" says Sasuke, crossing his arms and diverting his attention from the hyperactive blonde.
Sakura looks at the paper and notices that she is with this so called "Itachi Uchiha" and frowns. 'Where have I heard this name before?' she wonders as she attempts to recall centuries of memories to find out why his name sounded so familiar.
"It seems like we'll be working together," says Itachi, standing before Sakura. He sits beside her and asks "Who is this third member of our group?"
Sakura raises an eyebrow.
"Our third member is Sai. His name is on the sheet. Did you not read it, Itachi?" she asks, looking curiously at the Uchiha.
"I cannot see the paper," admits Itachi in a quiet voice. She strained to hear his words. "My sight is failing me."
"Oh. Well, why don't you wear glasses? Or perhaps contacts? I can recommend a good place for you to start," suggests Sakura. She stares at his obsidian color orbs and couldn't help but be entranced by them. 'Such beautiful eyes... and what long lashes he has...' she thinks. She slowly brings up her hand and caresses his cheek, admiring his features.
"Is there something wrong? Something on my face?" asks Itachi, slightly confused.
"A-ah, sorry, Itachi," she says, quickly retreating her hand and blushing.
"You better not do anything to Sakura, Sasuke-teme's brother! Or I will beat the shit out of you!" says Naruto, shaking his fist in front of Itachi's face.
Itachi frowns slightly but nods.
'He speaks the truth. This... Naruto is quite a formidable foe,' thinks Itachi while watching Naruto continue his barrage of complaints at Kakashi. 'He has also the scent of a beast.'
The groups get together, discussing their labor for the project.
Group Project
You are to attend these community events and have a stamp verification to show that all three of you attended. You MUST attend or you will not be able to graduate college. Best of luck to you all!
The Spartan Games
(Athletic competition)
The Island of the Cursed
(Tourist attraction)
"What is "The Spartan Games?" asks Sasuke in confusion. He frowns at the only two events on the sheet of paper and glances at Sakura.
"The Spartan Games is a timed obstacle course. There is everything from sprinting across the fields of the track to frantically climbing the walls and reaching the "Safe Zone" before you get hit," she explains with a yawn.
"What is this "Safe Zone?" and what are we being hit with?" asks Itachi, suddenly intrigued by this group project.
"The Safe Zone is the end of the Spartan Games. Your time will end once you enter this zone. As to what you're going to be hit with, well, you'll have to see to find out, Itachi," says Sakura, sticking her tongue out cutely at the older Uchiha.
He stares at her and pokes her forehead.
"Eep! What was that for, Itachi?!" asks Sakura, rubbing her now pink forehead.
"Hn."
Class ends with no problems and all is well, until they enter the cafeteria.
"OMG those Uchiha brothers are like so hot!"
"Itachi is so fucking sexy, I wish he would make me his girl!"
"Bitch, ain't nobody want you and your trifling ass!"
Not even halfway done with the first day of school, and already the Uchiha brothers had an ever growing fan club.
As the group walks toward lunch, Sasuke frowns and whispers, "Hey brother, is that really the Queen we've been hearing about?"
Itachi makes no reply.
"If she is, then I'll make sure she fucking pays for what she did to Mother."
