Prologue
A young Kaname Kuran slunk to the muddy ground, exhausted from his recent battle with his uncle.
The battle had taken the innocent lives of both his mother and father.
Ever so slowly, he closed his garnet eyes and began to rest.
Suddenly, there was a flash of silver right under the light of the moon.
Kaname's eyes snapped open as he quickly struggled to his feet, obviously still in deep pain.
The silver streak landed mere feet away from him.
The pureblood's eyes slanted as he glared at the thieving fox demon. "Youko..."
It slowly took a step towards the pureblooded boy. He put his arms out in front of himself, crossed, bracing his already weakened body for the attack that he was sure to come.
It never came.
The fox took a bounding leap, jumping right over the unexpected child.
Kaname flinched, slightly unnerved, but quickly understood the predicament.
He spun on his heal and chased after the glint of silver that was running down the hall, becoming smaller and smaller by the second.
And suddenly, it was gone.
The pureblood stopped when he came to a crossroads. One way led towards his Mother's old room, and the other, Yukki's room.
With an instant decision, he took the right corridor. No matter what that beast was here for, it was not harming his little sister.
But it seemed to be a moment too late.
When Kuran arrived, the room was already in tatters. The window open. A slight blood stain on the curtain.
Kaname walked to the window and looked outside. A slight snow had begun to fall.
Suddenly, there was a scream in the distance. "Yuki!" He said out of instinct.
The boy ran from the house and in the direction of the cry. Within moments, he was met with a badly injured Youko, who seemed to be running for his life.
Kaname Kuran had no time to deal with the fox ,at the moment, so he continued.
With hardly a moment to spare, he jumped from the trees and sliced the creature that was currently a threat.
It fell to a heap in the snow, splashing its own worthless blood in every direction.
Without taking his eyes from the Level-E, he calmly said, "A disgrace to all vampires."
A small cry turned his attention away. Sitting, huddled in the snow, obviously fear stricken, was a young Yuki Kuran.
That monstrosity that was left over from his uncle had tried to finish off his sister in her weakest form. He could tell from her smell. She was now human.
If that demon, Youko, had gotten away with her, or if he had not gotten here in time to stop the Level-E, who knows what would have happened to her.
Youko. This is your fault. You will pay. No matter how long I have to wait, Kaname promised, holding out his hand to his sister.
"Are you alright?"