The sound of rain falling, hitting skin and slowly making its way down his back, that sweet smell, motionless, tears, the ringing in his ears of people screaming, the pleasure he felt when it began and the horror when it all ended. That smell…. Clinging to lifeless hands, tears uncontrollably falling, what happened, when did this happen, how did this happen. The smell of blood had clouded his judgment, yet once the source of his lust for that smell fell limp everything ended. Quickly moving back, looking down at what once was a living and breathing being, covering his mouth in horror…. Did…did I...what have I done…..
It so quiet, simply too quiet for his liking, walking past the local tavern, no sound, not the clinging of glasses or the roaring of drunken men. No one staggering out of the tavern doors holding a woman by their side. The street empty, the inn, all the lights off, what was going on, where has everyone run off to and why did he feel as though he was bring fallowed, that unsettling feeling that someone's eyes where fallowing his every move and yet every time he would turn, scanning the area, there was no one.
It was unsettling; he'd been to quiet towns before, ones where people would shut their doors and pull the curtains over the windows at the sight of a stranger waltzing into town uninvited, but never like this before, it's as if everyone vanished all at once. There where strange roomers running around about this place, unexplainable things, but he didn't think it was this serious. Again that unsettling feeling of being fallowed, turning to see if there was anyone his eyes caught a glimpse of someone running in his direction.
"HELP…" He couldn't hear what that person was saying and turned to face the man running towards him. "HELP ME… HEL-." The man screamed at him, from behind him he saw a shadow and within seconds the man was, almost impossible, pulled into the air. Instinctively he pulled out his gun and pointed in the direction the man went missing. Silence fell on the town once again, his eyes scanned the town, holding his gun steadfast.
One drop, then another, almost as if to make the situation worse rain started to pour down, and with a loud crash from behind him, he turned to see a body, that man, lying in the mud, bones broken, neck twisted in an inhumanly way. "Where are you" he yelled, searching around "Show yourself"
The sound of laughter echoed in the empty street, "WHERE ARE YOU" His eyes trying to focus agents the strong downpour of rain blurring his vision. "…Here….." a voice whispered agents his neck sending a chill down his spine, turning to face the source of the voice, coming face to face with one red and one orange eye, blood red hair and a look of sheer pleasure plastered on his blood stained face. Within a split second he was lifted off his feet by one hand firmly around his neck. "khm…."
"My…My what do we have here" the creatures voice low and lustful. Pulling up his gun he let off one shot, falling to the floor and gasping for air, turning to see that things body lying limp on the wet and muddy road. Taking a step forward to the body he froze, horrified at the fact that it was getting up…..how….. I just shot it dead center in the chest; he should be down for the count…. unless. "You know…" it cracked its neck and slouched over pulling out the bullet from its chest, "it's not very nice to shoot people you just met" looking up it simply smiled.
"Your…" he took a step back, he had herd of a town plagued by unexplained deaths, missing people and dead bodies simply falling from the sky, people were saying it was the work of a demon, but he knew it couldn't be, demons would kill with no need for an audience, others were saying that it was just a murder running rampant, but that didn't fit it either, how could a murder make bodies fall from the sky, the most widely thought cause for the deaths and missing people was a vampire. That was the reason he came to this town, was to see for himself if the rumors were true. It was his job to destroy all vampires, "You're a vampire"
"Great deduction….. what gave it away. Was it the strength of my grip around your neck or the fact that I didn't die when you SHOT me….. Which by the way…. You should know… I'm not that easy to kill….I am nothing you have ever seen or heard of before…." The Vampire looked up at him, eyes widening,
"Well I'm glad you aren't that easy to kill or else that would make my job very boring….." Grinning he drew out his silver blade from its sheath, "Now this is going to be fun"
"Let me guess… you're a hunter?" His eyes glistened with joy and excitement "You know the last hunter to have crossed paths with me wound up at the Vatican in a little black box, cut into tiny little pieces and bone dry…. I have to admit his blood was… how should I put it….. Savory…. Like a well-aged wine…. " Tilting his head to the side he gave the hunter a lustful look, a look that screamed murder. "Thoroughly drinking every last drop"
"Glad to hear that, but I don't work for the Vatican" He smirked
"What" a look of hatred crossed the vampires face, "Your telling me you do this for fun….. Well….. If that's the case….. Please entertain me" he lunged forward at the hunter.
Claws out for blood, his speed uncanny, faster than any he had faced before, drawing his blade forward he charged at the vampire full forced knowing this wasn't going to be one of his normal, easy cut off the head and add another check to his list type fight, no this one was going to be interesting, this one might actually put up a fight. It wasn't the first time that he'd met a vampire that could hold his own agents him but this one was different, he lusted for the fight, almost too much.
Clashing his blade agents the vampires left arm, it hissed, the smell of burning flesh filled the damp air, to his surprise the vampire reached over and grabbed the blade with his right hand and prying it free out of his grasp, throwing it in the direction of the taverns facade and impaling itself into the wood with a thud. "That hurt" The red and orange eyes locked gaze with red eyes and lunged forward pining him to the ground. "You're going to pay for that…. NO ONE scars my perfect skin" He hissed baring his fangs and heading for the hunters throat sinking his them into tight and tens skin.
A sudden jolt of pain ran through his body "AAAHHHH….. GET OFF…ME" He drew up his left leg and pulled a silver dagger out from his boot thrusting it into the vampires back. Within second the vampire pulled its self-off of him screaming in pain as he desperately tried to pry the dagger out. Getting up from the ground he clutched his neck, blood dripping from the two bight marks, he was getting careless letting a vampire get that close not that it mattered, he healed quite fast for a normal human, the marks would fade away by tomorrow morning.
Just as he was able to get back on his feet he was pinned agents a building with a dagger firmly embedded in his abdomen. Looking up at the vampire his gaze fell on the eyes of a murderer, ones that must have killed before being turned into a vampire.
"Your good I'll give you that… that why sucking you dry will be so much more pleasing" he came close to the hunters ear and whispered "Tell me your name hunter so I may write it out in your own blood over your tombstone" he licked the hunters ear lobe and nipped at his neck, but as he thought it was all over he was shot in the chest once again, only this time, with a silver bullet.
Dropping to his knees after being let go by the vampire who was clutching his chest in agonizing pain, writhing on the mud floor. Slowly getting up he withdrew the blade from his stomach and pointed the gun at the vampire, "The name is Kagami you bastard "he spat before shooting the vampire in the head. The body fell limp; lifeless the way it should stay, Kagami placed his gun in its holster and walked over to his sword which was firmly embedded in the taverns wall. Sheathing it he clutched his stomach and rested his body agents the tavern slowing sliding down to a sitting position, looking up to the sky he sighed, "when did it stop raining" the moon was full and dominated the sky with its light. It had been a long time since heed been hurt in battle, never this bad, which got him wondering if he was really ever going to find him, the one that killed his best friend, before he died. He'd killed hundreds up to now and still was no closer to finding the one who took him, took the one he held dear from his life. Sighing he closed his eyes just to remember his face, that smile was what filled his days with joy, but on that day, rain falling similar to tonight's, all he could remember was the lifeless look in his eyes and the blood…. Opening his eyes and shaking his head to try and clear his thoughts he caught a glimpse of a shadow making its way toward him from the corner of his eye.
Tuning to face the shadow he was greeted with the most captivating being heed ever seen before, a tanned muscular build, tall and clad in black leather hugging his form perfectly and perfectly revealing his muscles, short blue hair and those eyes, deep blue, almost as blue as the darkest depths of the ocean. Wait what was he thinking this guy is a total stranger…. A extremely good looked so good all be it, but a stranger non the less, maybe it was the enormous loss of blood that was making his thoughts incoherent or the fact that he had a massive headache. Getting up and facing the man, not knowing if he was friend or foe, he placed a hand on his gun and staggered to stand straight. "If you're going to hold that gun you had better be ready to use it….weakling"
Weakling...Did this guy just call him a weakling, who the fuck does he think he is, he just took down a fucking vampire. Lowering his hand and leaning agents the wall for support but trying not to look affected by that guys remark, he tilted his head to the side, "who the fuck are you" The other man just ignored his question and turned to look at the body laying limp on the muddy floor. What is with this guy…. He's so fucking cocky….
"You do that?" his gaze was turned to the redhead leaning agents the wall, he had heard gunshots and wondered over to see what was going on only to find a vampire lying, he presumed dead, in the mud and this guy sitting agents the wall staring up at the moon with a look of pain on his face, but not the look of physical pain from what seems to have been a tough fight for this guy but of emotional pain and that intrigued him. His gaze wondered over the redheads form, nice build, tall, strong arms, red hair and red eyes, his eyes….. they were so full of spirit, of fight, so why would he be out here trying to fight a vampire…. Was he trying to get himself killed?
"Yeah what of it" Kagami cracked his neck and flinched in pain, he had forgotten about the bit on his neck. Letting go of his stomach he reached up to massage his neck.
Looking at the redhead reach up for his neck it was obvious that the vampire had bit him, luckily their curs was not transferred by just being bitten, you had to drink there blood as well to turn into one of them….. One of them…. His eyes drifted down to the man's stomach and widened in shock. "Your hurt" he didn't want to sound like he cared so he simply pointed with no emotion.
Kagami looked down to where the man was pointing and shrugged, "It's nothing, only a flesh wound…. Anyways nice chatting with you but I gata get going. Try not to get into too much trouble in this ghost town while in gown blue-boy" Kagami smirked turning to walk away.
"What did you call me?" he laughed inwards feeling the glare of those blue eyes burning into his back, taking a step forward he could hear the other walking towards him. "Don't turn you back on me" Turning around he came face to face with dark blue eyes…. How did he walk up to me so fast….. "What's your name" the look in his eyes where cold and emotionless, though he could see a hint of challenge. He felt the breath of this tall tanned man on his face, the cool air of the night being washed away by the presence of this unknown person "Why should I tell you?" Kagami raised an eyebrow in question, smirking at seeing the others twitch.
"Because I want to know the name of the man who has the balls to mock me and turn his back on me" he placed his hand on his waist seeming to grow a little taller than the redhead. This was the first time that anyone stood their ground in front of him, it pissed him off that someone had the balls to think they could challenge him… and yet it intrigued him. The redhead looked up at him with a challenging look in his eyes. "The name is Kagami…. Kagami Taiga….."what a stupid name…Kagami….
"What your just going to stand there looking at me? I gave you my name now give me yours" He was sure he wasn't going to get an answer, this guy seamed to proud to ever answer a question he was asked, let alone from a complete stranger but to his surprise the other smirked, "Aomine…. Aomine Daiki" really… Aomine… more like Ahomine…
"Well Aomine I have to get going….later." Kagami turned to leave but as he did, the pain in his stomach became too much to bare, falling to his knees and clutching his stomach in pain coughing….coughing up blood. Damn that vampire…. He really didn't miss his mark. But that wasn't what pissed him off, what pissed him off was looking week before this asshole, who was sure was laughing at him right now.
Aomine stared down at this Kagami guy, what an idiot…..Bakagami, reaching down to help the poor guy up, he could see blood dripping down his mouth. Stopping, he could feel his heart race, mouth running dry, licking his lips tasting the air, a sudden thirst came over him and his mouth began to hurt. I can't…. not here…. Not in front of this guy…. If he is what I think he is he wouldn't hesitate a second to turn that gun on me….. Covering his mouth and turning away he heard Kagami cough again and then the sound of a body hitting the wet ground. Turning he found Kagami unconscious, laying in the mud hand clenching his abdomen, what should he do, leave him there and go satisfy his thirst on some poor unimportant soul, should he put him out of his misery and drink him dry…. Cracking his neck he reached down and pulled Kagami into his arms, his body felt cold, heavy but cold, letting his fangs slide out of his gums he placed them agents his neck, hesitant, he could end his life right here and now, but why wasn't he, Kagami's sent filled his head, his blood smelt….different….sweet and powerful… Just a taste. He pressed his fangs into Kagami's neck… sucking….so sweet, hot and mouth-watering…. It was consuming him, his body began to feel warm…. Withdrawing his fangs he looked down at the man lying unconscious in his arms. The pained look that was on his face seconds ago faded into that of pleasure. Who is this guy…he's never tasted blood like that before, no one's blood had ever made his body and mind loose complete control. "Bakagami" He scoffed scooping Kagami into his arms, he felt the other man tense up then slowly relax, there was a look of relief that ran across Kagami's face and for some reason that pissed him off. He turned and headed for his home at the edge of the next town over at inhuman speed, laying Kagami in his bed and tending to his wounds.
Meanwhile
"That Bastard…." He placed a hand on his head as the silver bullet slipped free from his skull "I told him I hate it when people mess with my beautiful skin" Getting up he cracked his neck and looked around, the smell of Kagami's blood still strong in the air but the source of its smell gone. "Kagami…." Licking his lips still tasting the delicious crimson lingering from his bight, "Run…. Run and I will find you"