Crimson Eyes, Scarlet Heart
Chapter 1:Why you can live and why you can't die
You'll never forget the day you became and orphan. Your family was gone, everything you owned and cared about deserted you forever. You didn't have the will to get up, to live any longer seemed useless to usless to you. Yet, you wanted to live for something, anything would be ok to you as long as it was something. A delighted laughter sound quietly behind you. You turn to see a man standing next to you. "I know how you can live for something." He whispered. His offer intrigues you as he continues, "You can live for the devil, serve the darkness, and burn the light." You were shocked at this man's proposal, but being only six years old you didn't see a difference in this, so you eagerly accepted his offer, excited to live for something.
He smiled and plunged your right hand into something warm and red. "Now swear." he commanded. You say some words, they flowed out of your mouth as if you've recited them all your life. "I swear, " you began, "I swear to be an allie to the darkness, to be foe to the light. I swear to live in the shadows and serve the devil himself, even at my life. I swear to trust no one that is involved with the light, and to gather souls of the innocent in order to fuel the darkness even more. I swear upon the honor of Satin that I will serve and forever become the picture of all evil and darkness. I swear upon everything I own to become what I am swearing to be." you finish shakily, since you had no chance to gather air in that speech.
The man sneered and whispered something in a foriegn language that you do not understand. Suddenly, you feel different, like all light and hope had been drained from your body. You felt like no one was to be trusted, like the earth was lightless and darkness mattered the most. You also felt your shapes began to blur, your human hands turn into paws, your mouth elongates into a snout. Your body twisted and strechted until you felt like howling in pain and frustration at it. At last it finished, you were on all fours, you suddenly became more aware of everything around you. The smells and sounds were suddenly put at max, the smell of blood and innocent souls overpowered all other senses in this earth.
The man seemed happy enough with you decision and said, "Now you serve no one but Satin. You deliver the souls of the innocent to him only, and run with the wolves at night." You nod your wolf head and and howl to the darkness, letting it know that you've come home again.
You just reflected back on this memory on the way to Domino City, Japan on a plane. You were moving there with your adopted parents, Cassandra and Carlisle Hunter. Your name was Scarlet Hunter. You thought it fit perfectly because you spent the past ten years hunting down souls for the devil ever since that night. In everyone else's veiw, you were one of the most gorgeous things to ever be created. You had long black hair with deep scarlet hightlights, your skin was dark and smooth, you always wore a black tank top and black tight-fitting jeans, and most of all, your eyes were an unusual shade of honey-comb yellow. Your long, elegant arms traced the outlines of Domino City below. "New city, new people." you thought with a sigh, ever since you were six years old, you've secretly served the devil by collecting souls for him. You were able to change into a wolf and hunt down the innocent and collect their souls. It was not something you enjoyed doing. Since you were now 16 years old, you really didn't like having to collect the souls of your friends or whoever you could get close to. At las the airplane descended and the captain said over the intercome, "Ladies and gentalmen we are now arriving at Domino City."
You went out of the airport with your parents and hailed a taxi to drive you to your new home. It took a while, but you very rarely complained about anything to your parents (Wich was probably the reason they adored you and shower you with lavished gifts.) But finally you reached a large mansion that apperantly was once an abandoned building, with some new furnishings. "You can choose your room now Scarlet." said your dad. You nodded quietly and ran through the door, in wolf speed of course. You found a room on the third and fianl floor of the building. You liked it because it had a place where you could sit and star out the window. You did so and saw that across the street from your house, was a small game shop.
You had already unpacked your belongings with lightning wolf speed and was continuing to stare out the window. You noticed a young boy with scarlet hair and blond bangs walk into the shop. You sensed something different about this boy and wondered if it was your imagination. It probably was, but you were sure you saw another person walk next to him, even though you were posotive he was alone. You shook off the feeling and ran to your dresser. It was late and you had to get your clothes ready for your first day at Domino High School.
You lined up your clothes perfectly and layed down in your bed. You close your eyes slowly and think about your very first day at the school. Your parents said you'd make a lot of friends, but you doubt it. At your old school, almost everyone kept away from you. One, because you ate alot but stayed thin, because you needed to fuel a werewolf matabolism, and two, because whoever hanged around you mysteriously dissapeared. You sighed and fell asleep, and that was when the dreams began.
You dreamed that the boy you were watching was in front of you, with another who looked just like him. They stared at you curiously, the older looking one, the one with the tri colored hair of red, black, and blond seemed the most interested. But, maybe just by a milloliter, the younger one seemed to stare at you with he same amount of interest. "Stay away." you warned them carefully, "You don't know about me." They both looked on curiously and took a step foreward. You couldn't control it any longer, your human features were gone in an instant and you lunged at them. They stared in utter horror as you aimed for their throats and attaked with your glistening fangs.
You wrenched yourself out of the nightmare. Your forehead drenched in sweat. This is why you didn't like sleeping, you had horrible nightmares about victims. So instead you stared out your window at the full moon. This is why you didn't like being a werewolf, you had a reason why you could live, and a reason why you should die.