Okay, a few messages before you read this fanfiction. All places mentioned are real!
No I have never been to any of these places as I have never been to Nevada in any way shape or form. I looked up the street names, the restaurant, and the house (yes I used a real house) on google Earth.
There are also many Zelda Ocarina of Time references in this fanfiction.
If you don't know something, look it up.
There is also a bunch of randomness and long monologues.
Please read them! They're long, but they contain explanations you may want to refer back to later in the story.
There are no original characters in this story except for one in the very beginning, but he never comes up again. Any characters that seem original are actually just altered versions of characters from the game.
I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Zelda, or Google Earth and it's information.
It's my plot though.
Have fun and enjoy!
Bite to Break Skin
YuffieXNamine
RoxasXAxel/SoraXRiku/ZexionXDemyx/XemnasXSaix (if interpreted that way)
Summary: In a town in Nevada bordering Las Vegas, there's a clan of vampires made up of purebloods (both parents are vampires and child has been vampire since birth) and their "servants" (people turned by vampires). A blond teenage boy, Roxas, passes through the town as he escapes the drunk, broke inhabitants roaming the streets of Las Vegas he has been dealing with since he was four years old. While traveling, he gets involved with a battle between a young vampire, Yuffie, and a vampire slayer. He ends up being saved/turned by the girl becoming one of her "servants" and later finds out she is the daughter of the merciless, viscous clan leader, Xemnas. Can he and Yuffie's other servants help save the clan and the people living around it from Xemnas' reign?
Chapter One: Servants
Yuffie Verona was running down South Tenaya Way, desperately trying to reach Spring Valley Park in Spring Valley, Nevada. People watched her run down the road then switch to jumping on rooftops with curiosity. Yuffie was far too busy trying to escape her pursuer to notice the stares she got though.
A vampire slayer had been tracking her for months and finally had the proof he needed to gain approval from the other slayers to eliminate her.
"Damn slayers with their damn guns. This guy is just too stubborn!"
The slayer had been following her for twenty miles as she ran towards the park which would hopefully allow her to lose the old man with bad aim but amazing speed. She could only hope the chase would end soon. More than five innocent people had been shot due to the slayer's horrible aim.
Despite the fact that most vampires wouldn't really care about what would happen to humans unless it severely cut down their food source, Yuffie really didn't want any unnecessary casualties. It just wasn't worth it.
Meanwhile, a few streets away, a sixteen year old boy with blond hair and large blue eyes, wearing jeans with holes in the knees, a black shirt, and a white vest was running down the same road in the opposite direction. Roxas Frederick was sick and tired of drunken bastards flirting with him on the strip. He had lost his parents in a car accident when he was four years old. They had been on their third honeymoon which they had, conveniently, not told any of their friends or relatives about.
Apparently fate was against the child and someone robbed the dead bodies after the crash taking away any way to identify the tourists. Nobody knew they had a child or where they came from or who they were. Nobody cared anyway. It was just another accident caused by drunk driving. It had happened way too often in the area for an investigation.
Roxas lived on the streets ever since. He mostly stayed near the strip since it was the easiest place to get some cheap food and a job fit for a child who hadn't even started school. He managed to go to a public school in some no-name town nearby.
The teen couldn't stand it anymore, so he planned to use the money he saved up working in restaurants and fast food places to get as far away from the strip as possible.
Roxas stopped for a moment to catch his breath when a young girl ran into him knocking him to the ground.
He groaned which brought her attention to the person she had landed on.
"Oh, god I'm sorry. Really didn't mean to run into you. You might want to run away now unless you want to get shot."
"What?" Roxas groaned again. "Can you get off of me?"
"Right, of course." The girl chuckled nervously as she looked back to where she came from. "If you see an old guy with a gun, take cover. He has horrible aim. He won't try to shoot you, but he might anyway. Good luck!"
"Wait. Who are you? What are you talking about?"
"Yuffie Verona. Sorry, I don't have time to explain. I have to go."
With that said, the girl ran off past Roxas who was left standing on the sidewalk, completely confused. He was about to continue forward when he saw a man with brown hair and a beard running down the road with a hand gun.
Roxas immediately acted on instinct and turned running, following Yuffie, when he saw the man accidentally shoot a young woman holding a baby. He caught up after a few minutes and, panting, asked, "Why… is he… chasing… you?"
The girl with short brown hair wearing a black shirt and blue shorts with black sneakers seemed completely calm as she responded. "Well, it's complicated. Trust me you don't want to get involved with this. Turn left at this next street, then take the first right. Once you turn that corner, slow to a fast walking pace and calm down. Pretend nothing ever happened."
Roxas blinked before nodding and following Yuffie's directions. Once he slowed down on Arrowood Drive, he tried to figure out what had happened. One moment, he was on the street running, next he was on the ground, then running the other direction with a girl he didn't know, then taking directions from the girl to escape a man with a gun with no known motives for chasing the young girl. She couldn't have been more than a year older than him. What could she have possibly done?
Yuffie continued running from the slayer, turning left on West Flamingo Road, then right on Ravenwood Drive before reaching her final destination, Spring Valley Park.
After entering the small park, Yuffie cut across to a house with nice sized pool in the backyard, her own house. She was fortunately able to enter the house before the slayer could reach the park.
"Finally! That old man was so annoying!"
A male voice came from further within the house. "You were careless."
"Sorry Xemnas. Why are you here, may I ask?"
"Can't a worried father visit his daughter after she just had an encounter with a slayer?"
"That would be normal if you were actually a worried father. You knew I would find a way out of it like all the other times. Why are you really here?"
"You know you will one day become leader of the vampire clan, as it is your birthright. You must accept the responsibilities that come with it. You are quite strong physically for your age, but you don't have the mental strength needed to lead all the purebloods of our clan. You must be ruthless, fearless, and merciless. Never take no for an answer and don't stop to check how many humans have fallen in your wake. They're just food after all."
"If it weren't for them how would you get servants?"
"Servants are a dime a dozen."
"You seem pretty close to that one servant, Saix I believe?"
"I could replace him at any time and it would make no difference. You are far too attached to your servants, especially that Namine girl. They have no value whatsoever."
"… yes. I understand."
"Good girl. Work on it." The silver haired man disappeared in a moment leaving no traces of ever being in the house.
Yuffie sighed. "I should probably check on that kid. The slayer might have seen him with me and followed him after he lost me." She then disappeared like her father, reappearing on Arrowood Drive to search for the blond teen.
After walking for a minute, she caught sight of the blond and up behind him causing the boy to jump.
"What the-"
"Nice to see you're alive. I was afraid the old man might've gotten to you."
"Hi, Yuffie, right?"
"Yep! And you are?"
"Roxas Frederick."
"Cool."
"What was that about anyway?"
"You're better off not knowing."
"But I-"
He was cut off by the sound of gunshots and several sudden pains in his back. Roxas was briefly aware of being carried and being high up in the air, soaring over houses before suddenly disappearing and reappearing in a room with a red couch in front of a wooden coffee table where he also felt a pain in his neck and felt short hair on his face before falling asleep.
When he woke up, he heard talking in another room.
"Yuffie! You turned another one?!"
"He was shot by the slayer five times! I had to save him!"
"You already had eleven servants! What's the point of one more?!
"I-"
"No! Well… there's no undoing this, so I'll leave it be. Just don't do it again!"
"Of course, Xemnas."
"Speaking of your servants, where are they?"
"They're probably in the bedrooms. Some might have gone out to eat."
"Keep them under control. You shouldn't let them run around so much."
"I know."
"Bye Yuffie."
"Bye father."
After Xemnas disappeared, Yuffie hung her head as she walked back to the living room to check on Roxas. She found him sitting on the couch, glaring at her.
"Hey, Roxas. I really think I should explain some things."
"Go on then."
"I'm Yuffie Verona, daughter of Xemnas Verona who is the leader of our vampire clan. That old man who was chasing me, was a vampire slayer."
"Okay. How am I you're 'servant'?"
"A servant is a human turned by a vampire. Their master is the one who turned them. I am your master and you are my twelfth servant. A servant must do whatever their master tells them to, no matter what, as long as it's possible. I mean you really have to, it's impossible to not follow your master's orders. I'm not really too fond of using the absolute obedience though, so you have nothing to worry about."
"Except your father. And the other vampires."
"Don't worry about that. The servant law will protect you."
"Servant Law?"
"The Servant Law is a law unique to my, our clan. It states that no vampire is allowed to interact with another vampire's servant without their master's permission unless the servant breaks a law or associates with an enemy of the clan, like a slayer."
"Can I meet your other servants?"
"When they're here. I'll see how many of them are in the bedrooms."
Yuffie skipped off to a door in a hallway on the opposite side of the house compared to the room she was in before with Xemnas. Roxas heard a crash.
"Zexion! Vexen! Marluxia! Get up before I throw you out the window! I've got a new servant!"
Three men walked out of the room. The shortest one led them with short silver hair wearing a black cloak. Following him were a man with long blond hair below his shoulders and a man with pink hair both wearing the same black cloaks.
The silver haired one introduced himself as Zexion. The blond was Vexen and the one with pink hair was Marluxia.
"I'm… Roxas Frederick."
Marluxia jumped towards him. "Hey Roxas! Nice to meet you! You're lucky. Ask anyone in the clan, Yuffie is probably the nicest master you could ever have. She may play a few harmless pranks on you every once in a while, but she won't boss you around and treat you like a pack mule like most masters do."
"Good to know."
Zexion just sat down in a chair and began to read a book which had been lying on the table.
Yuffie disappeared again before another crash.
"Larxene! Luxord! Xaldin! Axel! Wake up! Come meet Roxas!"
Another crash…
"Missed me! Come on! Stop being so lazy!"
"Go away!"
"But Axel, he's cute."
"Really?"
Suddenly a man with spiky red hair in a black cloak Roxas now assumed everyone wore came into the room. "He is cute. You must be Roxas! I'm Axel!"
Roxas sighed. "Hi Axel."
The man smiled before a girl with blond hair tied in a messy bun walked out followed by a blond man with a beard and a man with long black hair and sideburns.
The blond girl, Larxene, wasn't very happy. "You know I would have met him eventually anyway!"
Yuffie frowned. "He said he wanted to meet my other servants, so I woke you up."
"Where are the others then?!"
"They're probably out eating breakfast."
Yuffie then skipped back to the side of the hall she was talking to Xemnas in.
This time, there was no crash. Yuffie came back to the room half dragging a blond girl in a white dress. "Hi Roxas. I'm Namine."
The girl's voice was quiet and hesitant. Roxas could tell she was shy.
"Hey Namine."
Yuffie ran forward with Namine in tow. "You've now met eight of my other eleven servants."
"Why are they all wearing those cloaks?"
"It's how they are identified by the rest of the clan as servants. Otherwise they might unknowingly break the Servant Law. You see a person wearing a black cloak you don't recognize as another of my servants, you walk away and ignore them."
"Oh. Why didn't I hear screaming when Namine was woken up?"
"She was already awake. I woke her up when Xemnas came. Of course, I kind of have to since she shares a room with me."
"Why?"
"She's my girlfriend."
Roxas blinked.
"She shares a room with me at the end of the hall to your left. Larxene, Luxord, Xaldin, Axel, and Xigbar share the room at the end of the hall to your right. Zexion, Demyx, Vexen, Marluxia, and Lexaeus share the room closer to us to your right. The other room to the left is the bathroom. Behind you is the entrance, and in front is the kitchen, dining room, and porch which leads out to the pool. You're welcome to use anything in any room that's not a bedroom at any time. This is your house too now. You'll be in the room with Larxene, Luxord, Xaldin, Axel, and Xigbar."
"How can six people sleep in one room?"
"The rooms are pretty big. There are three beds. You'll figure something out. If you don't want to share a bed, you can sleep on the floor. That's your choice."
Axel jumped onto the couch right next to me. "You can share my bed!"
"No."
Axel frowned and walked away.
Then the door opened and a man with orange hair, a guy with an eye patch, and a man with blond hair which looked like a poor attempt at a Mohawk walked in. The one with orange hair was Lexaeus. The one with the eye patch was Xigbar and the blond man was Demyx who immediately ran across the room to glomp Roxas.
"Get…off…me…Demyx!"
"But you're so cute!"
Yuffie appeared behind Roxas and pulled the whining blond off the boy. "Demyx, I know you were just excited, but I don't think Roxas appreciates being squished. Give him a while to adjust to what's going on before you go crazy. After all, he was just turned a few hours ago."
Demyx sighed like a child who just got his favorite toy taken away.
Roxas mumbled a quiet 'Thanks' to Yuffie before walking toward the area the kitchen should be in. Surprisingly, Namine followed him. Well, everyone except Yuffie and Namine were surprised anyway.
"Roxas?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you… okay with everything that's happening?"
"I'm fine. Just a little confused if anything. I thought vampires only existed in stories."
"Well, they exist in real life too. There are some differences though."
"You're obviously not affected by sunlight since Yuffie was running around in broad daylight."
"Vampires tend to be nocturnal since it's easier to hunt at night. There are many vampires though, like Yuffie, who prefer to follow a normal human schedule. As her servants, we follow pretty much the same schedule."
"Any other myths you feel you must prove wrong?"
"A wooden stake to the heart won't do much. Silver bullets and holy water don't make much difference either. Garlic… I have no idea how that started. Try to ward off vampires with garlic and they'll laugh at you."
"Then what does work? How do slayers hunt you down?"
"They use special bullets. They're coated in a special formula created by slayers which disables the unique qualities of vampire blood. When the formula gets into our system, we might as well be humans with sharp teeth and nails that resemble claws. Our accelerated healing is stripped away allowing the bullet wounds to take effect. Once the formula wares off though, we automatically begin to heal though. That's why they separate the heart from the vampire's body while they're wounded and weak. That way, we can't come back. What they do with the hearts, I have no idea, but I have a feeling they use the heart tissue to do more genetic research on what happens when a person is changed and what makes the vampires different."
"Wait… wasn't I shot by a slayer?"
"Yes."
"Then shouldn't I have died even though I was changed?"
"The formula doesn't affect humans. When the formula enters a human's bloodstream, its potency decreases. By the time you changed, the formula had already become diluted enough to not take effect after you were turned."
"I must say, vampires have the strangest explanations."
"What did you expect me to say? The slayer was a stupid beginner who wasn't even smart enough to use the right bullets? He was a very experienced slayer and would have been quite dangerous if he had better aim. Unfortunately, we have now drawn attention to ourselves. Soon, more slayers will be sent. Things could get difficult."
"How?"
'The slayers have been after our clan for a long time now. We are the only clan left which contains descendants of the first vampire to ever exist."
"Let me guess, Xemnas and Yuffie?"
"Actually, Yuffie, her Uncle Cid, and her cousin Aerith."
"What about Xemnas?"
"Yuffie is a descendant of the first vampire from her mother's side of the family. Xemnas just happens to be Yuffie's father. Aerith on the other hand is the daughter of Cid who was the brother of Yuffie's mother."
"Then why is Xemnas the leader of the clan?"
"Yuffie's mother was supposed to be the clan leader, but she was killed by a slayer, so Xemnas took over. Cid was actually supposed to take over, but everyone knew that would mean Aerith would become his heir. Aerith doesn't have the will to lead the clan. Yuffie doesn't exactly want to either, but she'd be better at it. Aerith doesn't have good leadership qualities. She's shy and you'd never think she was a vampire with the way she acts. She's… well… normal. We have no idea how she ended up that way, but it's better than having a miniature Xemnas. She and Yuffie get along well because of it."
"What would happen to the 'vampire world' if all descendants of the first vampire were destroyed?"
"…I honestly don't know, but I don't plan on finding out."
"But it will end with this generation."
"What? Why?"
"Yuffie apparently doesn't like guys, so she won't be making heirs anytime soon."
"Aerith will though."
"Oh… right."
"Anything else you want to know?"
"I think I'm good for now."
"Okay. If you need to know anything, just ask me or Yuffie. We'll gladly explain anything you don't understand."
"Thanks. Wait… that reminds me. What about the blood-drinking-thing?"
"You feed when you're thirsty… or hungry… whatever you want to call it."
"How?"
"I think Yuffie would explain that part better, although she hasn't fed in a few years."
"What?!"
"Purebloods don't need to drink blood anymore once they turn fifteen. Yuffie is seventeen, so she doesn't have to. Most continue to do so anyway though since they become more powerful when they drink. Servants have to drink at least a pint a week forever though. When freshly turned, you have to drink more though."
"How much more?"
"Probably somewhere between a quart and a gallon every night for at least a month."
"Well that's just great."
"You'll get used to it."
Namine turned to the door and exited the room, leaving Roxas to learn to accept his new life.
Yuffie sat by her pool running her hand shallowly through the water.
"Roxas, you couldn't have possibly come at a worse time."
She could smell two distinct slayers in the distance.
"So, they sent the two best slayers in the world? I feel honored. Unfortunately, we have enough problems to worry about without your interference, Leon… Cloud."
A man with brown hair and slate-blue eyes along with a blond with brighter light blue eyes came out from behind trees wearing dark black, blue, and brown clothes carrying guns and swords as if preparing for battle.
The brunette spoke first. "Regardless of how many 'problems' you're having, you and the rest of your clan must be eliminated before things get out of hand."
"Why can't you just let us handle this ourselves? If you could be patient for a few more months, you'd have nothing to worry about."
"What makes you think that?"
"You must have heard about our internal war with so many purebloods going against Xemnas' wishes."
"Yes. One of those vampires being you if what we hear is true."
"Then why are you here? I'm not your enemy unless you make me your enemy."
"We want your assistance. From what I can tell, two of the three remaining descendants of the first vampire lack the qualities we slayers despise your kind for."
"Don't you dare drag Aerith into this!"
"We assure you, we have no intention of doing so, we just need your help. Your servants could prove useful as well."
"I hate that title. It's sick the way turned vampires are treated."
"Okay then. No matter what the title, will you and those you have turned help us?"
"What exactly are you planning?"
The two slayers remained hidden in the shadows as they discussed their plans with the young heir for just over an hour before leaving without a trace.
Namine walked out of the house shortly after.
"You do realize what you're risking by helping them."
"Of course I do… but we can't defeat Xemnas on our own. We have to gather forces inside and outside the clan for this to succeed. Things are about to get very dangerous. This is not the best time for a freshly turned vampire to join the clan."
"It's unavoidable."
"You're right. I just hope we can get through this as quickly as we possibly can with few casualties. We're reaching the peak of the battle. The calm before the storm. We need to prepare."
Namine nodded and they both entered the house to rest.
There just wasn't enough time to get ready for what they had to do. They were hatchlings fighting against fully grown pythons and cobras. They just weren't ready for this battle, but they would fight anyway.
All's fair in love and war.
It sucks, but it's true.