Hello everyone! Happy upcoming Halloween. Does everyone have their spooks on? I know I sure- who am I kidding, I can't even scare a fly. -_-

Anyways, hey! A new story! It isn't really old though. This story (the first three chapters) are actually from three different years. My old readers would remember my Halloween series, right? Well, the first three chapters are from then. I have done some editing, so, yeah. And since I took them down, I decided to put the three back up, and turn it into a fanfic! So no, they are not separate anymore. They are together, and will have a plot because the title is different! So, I hope you all like this idea of mine.

Enjoy!

2012: October 31st

2013: Return of the Vampires

2014: Massacre

(These are the three titles of the previous years. October 31 is going to be this chapter, Return of the Vampires will be next chapter, and chapter three will be Massacre, and we shall continue from there in A Vampire's Kill)

A Vampire's Kill

Chapter 1

A blazing bonfire cackled and sparked within the thick woods. Shadows danced against the rough bark as the howling wind picked up speed. The trees swayed, brushing branches as if they were giving a friendly greeting before returning for another- one even harder than before. Thunder too clapped loudly in the sky that hearts jumped for a split second before resuming activity as normal. However, these hearts were long dead, only being pumped due to reasons still not understood by humans.

Surrounding this surge of light stood three figures, each alerted by the lightening that snapped them out of the trance-like state they were drowning in. As the sky returned to its dark nature, the haunting eyes of these three beings illuminated and locked on each other. Smirks crept its way on to their faces, and with a blink, they were gone.

At inhuman speeds they swerved through the trees, their black jackets dancing in the wind as they ran. Twigs and leaves snapped under their boots, and as they passed under the light of the moon, their already pale skin seemed to become as white as paper.

In moments they neared the edge of the woods. This was evident, for the dead silence that surrounded them were filled with childish laughter and banter, creaks of doors and the sound of footsteps pattering across the stone floor. And when the sound turned to picture, they stopped after making sure they were a good distance away, hidden in the shadows, completely out of view.

With hunger of their faces they peered into the clearing. Scattered trees stood alongside the houses, a fountain at the center of the village bursting with crystal clear water. Deep in the night, it was astonishing for them to see that people were abundant outside. Children too were all lit with smiles, dressed up as monsters, fairies, a mummy, a sole green dragon, etc. but not them.

Not vampires.

"It's amusing to see them like this," said one. His green eyes glittered as he gazed upon his companions who continued to look at the village.

"Tck. Let them have their fun. Our time to celebrate will be here soon," said another, and with certainty in his blood crimson eyes, he scanned the crowd once more. "Let us go for now," he advised, and without another word they disappeared back into the depths of the woods.

"Mommy, mommy! Let's go over there!" the little boy called, and his mother had no choice but to hurry and match the speed of her six years old son. Donned in a prince costume she had spent most of the weekend sewing, she watched as he swerved through the crowd, his bag filled to the brim with candy. He had the strongest urge she had ever seen to obtain more of the chocolaty, sweet goodness. She blamed her father for the trait, for he too had the biggest sweet tooth she had ever seen.

"Yugi, stop running so fast!" she yelled after him, but he instead giggled, running further ahead. His tri-coloured hair was the only thing she was able to use to spot where he was. She gave a defeated sigh, yet continued the chase. A high pitched squeal of delight was heard, his voice then following a short moment later. She shook her head. She was completely at his mercy.

"Mommy! Look, a rabbit!" he called, and she looked up to see that Yugi had stopped at the edge of the forest. He glanced at her before returning his gaze towards a gray object on the ground.

Unable to see what it was that had captured his attention, her eyebrows furrowed as she jogged a little closer to him. As soon as she got closer though, she stopped dead in her tracks.

It was a rabbit. Nothing to get worried over, but it was the strangeness of the rabbit what caught her off guard and ignited her senses. It was absolutely still. She took a step closer only to then notice another thing. A red patch of… blood… was seeping out from underneath the creature.

A sudden warning inside her gut told her to get her son away from there at all costs.

"Yugi, come here!" she ordered quickly. Fear shot up from her heart and sent her entire system into a frenzy. She glanced around herself frantically when he simply blinked at her, confused.

"Come, now!" she yelled again.

"But, Mommy," Yugi whined, and he did not move. He looked at her with a pout, still interested in the oddness of the rabbit.

"Yugi," she began, her hands and feet shaking for the life of her as she attempted to get closer to him, only to stop yet again. The scene that played out before her in that split second froze her to the core.

A boy with hair as white as snow, skin as pale as the blinding sun, and green eyes like that of a wolf emerged from within the dense trees. He looked about eighteen to nineteen years old, wearing a long black jacket that went halfway down his thighs, brushing against the bushes as he moved soundlessly like a mastered thief. A crisp white shirt underneath the jacket was tucked into his black pants, and boots which barely made a sound with every step he took across the dry ground.

With the entire outfit being black, it did not take long for her to notice the green, gem-like jewelry that hung in a loop at the side of his pants, glinting and shimmering like the colour of his eyes. And, the thing she finally laid her eyes upon in horror, was his leather-clad hands reaching for her unaware son.

She could not even blink, for if she did she would have missed the second it took for this strange man to swiftly vanish with her son as if he was never there. He was there though, just for a second, and she saw it. The long scar across his right eye, and the small lick of his lips as his arms enclosed around Yugi.

It was then when she finally let out a shrill scream.

Crimson eyes glared heatedly at the dirt as he paced with his arms crossed infront of him. The orange flames danced against his black attire as he moved back and forth angrily, his boots kicking up dust with each step.

"Atem, would you calm down!? It's not such a big deal-"

"Not a big deal? Bakura, you brought a human child into our nest! Don't you know how dangerous that is? We could be found!" Atem shouted, and his hands made fists at his side. His eyes stared hard into Bakura's green ones, making sure that his expression conveyed just how furious he was with the whole situation the other had put them in.

"Both of you, stop!" the missing third voice finally cut in, and he stepped between the two and pushed them apart. It took some effort, but eventually they receded their attack.

"Kaiba, you do not understand," Atem yelled.

"Yes, I do, but I also know that we can argue about this later," Kaiba said calmly, interrupting.

Atem's rage boiled even hotter when he heard Bakura scoff to himself, and without hesitating he took a step towards the white haired man to pummel him into the earth. However, Kaiba's hand pushing against his chest stopped him once more. He could see Kaiba shooting Bakura a dark, warning glare, and he could hear the soft jingling of the gems on their clothes made as they breathed heavily.

The red gem that was looped from one end of his jacket to the other shimmered and glinted in the moonlight just like the blue sapphire gem that hung on a chain on the breast pocket of Kaiba's coat.

"Returning the child is our importance, right now," Kaiba told them. "Understand?"

While Atem thought it over despite his anger, a whimper caught his, and the other two's, attention.

Sniveling quietly in the corner was the boy, wrapped in the red cape of his costume, tears falling from his wide, amethyst eyes before rolling down his cheeks. He was trembling from fear, looking at them hesitantly.

"I know that," Atem said slowly, and he turned away from the child to look into Kaiba's cold blue eyes. "We will have to take him back. Killing him is not an option."

"What?!" Bakura exclaimed, and both of their eyes turned to him. Atem scowled.

"Any problem, Bakura?" he growled.

"Yes!" Bakura yelled, walking up to him. "I'm sick and tired of this stupid deal you've made with the humans. I cannot feed properly like this. I'm hungry, Atem," he said, and he slowly bared his fangs. "I need more to eat. Animals are not satisfying us all year round and you both know it. I just can't understand why you're insistent on living like this."

Atem stared blankly at Bakura, ignoring the annoying pang in his chest. The man was not wrong. They needed to feed more often than once a year. But, he had already made a deal with the humans. He could not go back on his word. Yet… Atem gulped. Although he hated it, the real reason for his actions churned within him, forever trying to remind him of the incident.

"Then what do you want us to do?" Kaiba snapped, and his eyes bore swords as he looked at Bakura. When Bakura remained silent, Kaiba continued. "We will have to make do with what we have. Violating contracts of this magnitude is not something light, Bakura. Besides, we do not suck the blood of children, regardless of the reason why Atem had forbidden us," he said softly, and once more he too casted a sorrowful expression towards the child.

Bakura's hiss that rang in his ears removed his gaze.

"I don't care, nor know," Bakura said, and he took a step forward. "All I do know is that I can't stand this anymore."

He turned to Atem who had remained silent throughout their exchange, and sensing that he was being glared at, Atem looked up. His eyes flashed threateningly.

"I want you to figure something out," Bakura demanded. "Or else, forget the deal. I'll slaughter the entire village and hold no guilt. None for them, and especially none for your wretched soul."

"Bakura!" Kaiba yelled at hearing the comment Bakura directed towards Atem, but Bakura just shot daggers at him. Curses one after another left his mouth towards Kaiba who did not hesitate to shoot his share of verbal retaliation. As this went on however, Atem remained mute.

He stood silently, his hands in fists. His gaze was locked on the dirt ground as Bakura's bitter words echoed in his mind, awakening the damned memories he tried to bury deep. They stung his heart painfully, wrenching at his very undead soul. Wretched was what Bakura had called him. Was he really beneath his title?

A strong wave of emotion welled up inside of him as the truth burst from their shackles. Shame and regret swirled around his head, sorrow engulfing his body. It was true. After hundreds of years, he had become something lower than dirt. Looked down upon and hated, ridiculed by everyone he had once ruled. It was disgraceful, yet here he was, pretending that he had everything under control. Bakura was not wrong. He did not deserve the title of Vampire King. Not anymore. Not now when the only thing he held dear was taken away from him in a blink of an eye.

Removing the hand that had found its way to his forehead, Atem closed his eyes and reopened them. When he did, a new resolve took over. He strengthened the last locks on his heart once more before glancing back to the child who was now outright sobbing due to the fight that was still taking place. He walked over, and as he did, the boy shrunk back against the tree upon seeing him. Atem was gentle nevertheless, especially when the boy's appearance tugged at the chains.

Crouching down, ever so softly he brought his finger up to the child's neck, closed his eyes and pressed down on a spot that immediately put the child into a deep slumber in a matter of seconds. Atem scooped the child up and held him tenderly in his arms. He eyed him carefully, taking in the red, puffy eyelids and the trails of tears that disappeared under his neck.

Such beautiful memories would never return.

"We are going to take him back," Atem said loudly. His voice was heard for the two stopped and looked to see him cradling the boy.

"Don't test me, Atem," Bakura threatened, taking a step forward, but Atem ignored him.

"He is a child. We cannot do this," Atem said stiffly, and he watched Bakura who continued to stare at him. "I will not allow you to kill him, so stop your complaining. Tonight you will get to feed. Just be patient and stop doing rash things in anger."

"Yes, Bakura. We will go now and just return him, have our sacrifices from the village, and stop this foolish fight right now," Kaiba explained further, not wanting to give Bakura another chance to speak. He kept a close eye on him though to see his reaction.

Bakura was evidently vivid. He was physically struggling with himself to not lash out. Hands clenched, shoulder's shaking… Thankfully it did not last long. He eventually calmed himself down enough and closed his eyes, and soon all Kaiba heard from him was the shallow breaths he was taking through his teeth.

"Okay, fine," he stated finally, and he looked directly at Atem before continuing. "It is still not enough however. This is just one night. What about the rest of the year?" Bakura questioned, and Atem responded with a simple answer.

"I will think about that later. For now, let us take the child back home." And with that said, Atem took off towards the village without another glance.

Kaiba took one last look at Bakura to make sure that he was going to follow them. Seeing the white haired man huff in defeat and scowl to himself, Kaiba smiled in satisfaction and left, comfort rising as he heard the leaves crunching behind them.

The streets of Ardglass was packed with a mob of people which were gathered around the center of the village, each with horror as they talked about the latest victim that was taken from them. There was no surprise though as to who had taken the child. They knew it was a vampire's doing. After all, it was not the first time the vampires struck.

Each year the bloodsuckers would enter their village for their yearly deal. The village was to offer three people as sacrifices if they did not want everyone dead. The vampires were very specific with who was chosen. They refused to feast upon children and the elderly. The reason for that was a mystery to them, and frankly they did not care so much, especially now. With a child gone missing and the witness claiming the kidnapper to be one of the vampires, all of their nerves had skyrocketed.

"They have betrayed us!" one man shouted, turning towards the crowd that had been gathered out of concern and fright.

"They said no children would be harmed," a woman said, trying to soothe the crying mother who burst into more tears. "Our darling Yugi," she continued, tears in her eyes. "G-Gone just like that."

"How could they do this!?" another lady shouted from amongst the crowd, her arms crossed infront of her dress to keep herself warm, but she was just trying to hide the goosebumps that had risen on her skin.

"Are the vampires going to kill us, mommy?" a little boy asked, watching the commotion from a distance. Without replying his mother just shooed him back into the house, shaking her head furiously.

"They are going to kill us all. They will spare no one," one of the Heads of the village said gravely, and he rubbed his beard as he thought with worry.

"What can we do?" a man asked, stepping forward from the crowd. The Head just looked at him and pondered even deeper. Eventually he decided on an answer, one that he knew the townspeople were not going to enjoy.

"They broke the contract they made with us, so they will certainly not receive any sacrifices. That is a promise," the Head explained slowly, mustering up as much determination as he could, and he looked up when another shout rang through the crowd.

"But that would just get us all killed," a woman exclaimed, and with cold, brown eyes the Head eyed them all before responding with malice and anger in his tone.

"In the end, they are going to kill us! So, before they do so, we will have to kill them."

Everyone fell silent.

"K-Kill the vampires?" a voice asked, and the Head nodded determinedly.

"Yes. If we want to live without fear, then we have to kill them. For how long can we give up our friends, family, and neighbors to satisfy them? When will it end? Our children may be safe for now, but what will happen to them when they grow older? They will meet the same fate. They always do. My own son that I had protected for so long was eventually taken, so what exactly are we giving in for?"

Everyone was silent, the words of the village head making sense to them. What he said was true. Living in fear was not how they wanted to spend eternity. Being the weaker race. Being treated like nothing but willing cattle. Somehow, someday, it all had to stop. Something had to change.

The Head continued to speak, his voice low after a deep, saddening sigh.

"We need to be the ones to put a stop to this. And tonight, that is what we will do.
His voice grew hard, his eyes burning with a fire that sparked courage in his followers. "I suggest you get your weapons and stand guard. When they come, they would not be leaving again."

A cheer in unison was heard throughout the streets. As the townspeople gathered willpower within their chests, preparations began. The crowd was split into a few groups to cover as much ground as possible. While some collected weapons, others went about securing the ground. Parents rushed home to tuck their fearful children away in safe corners, reassuring them with words of victory, and freedom.

As for the three leaders of the town, they sat down and created a strategy, refusing to move or eat without making sure their plan was error free.

Everyone was doing all they could in the short few hours they had to defeat the enemy, and it was not until eleven that night, anxiety levels high, when they sensed the dark energy of the creatures approaching.

The lampposts flickered before exploding one by one, leaving the town in utter darkness. Cries immediately came from the children as fear settled, and the tension did nothing to ease the unrest the elders felt. They knew who was coming. All they could do though was lock their doors and position themselves outside with weapons hidden away on their person. Only a few stood out in the opening, daring to greet their unwanted neighbors head on.

The wait was not long. In just a blink of an eye the empty yard before them held the bodies of the three vampires - a harsh breeze the only thing that signaled their arrival.

Hearts leaped as the cold, unusual eyes were settled on them, but everyone ultimately remained put. The vampires were sneering, looking down at them as they stood infront of the fountain. Everyone felt the unwavering confidence and strength the three radiated, but they steeled their hearts and reminded themselves of their freedom.

Those thoughts soon disintegrated into nothing.

The bearded leader took a step back, the other's following as they then noticed a little boy in the red eyed vampire's arm. It was the same boy they had all thought to be dead. The death of that same boy which helped to encourage the rebellion. All along he was safe.

The blood suckers had returned him.

As their accusations of breaking the contract fell apart, the leaders started to take fearful steps back as the red eyed vampire stepped closer with a serene yet chilling smile glued to his face.

"Where is everyone?" Atem teased, looking around. "Are they hiding?" He chuckled. "No matter. I love playing hide and seek, don't you?" and he turned to look at Bakura and Kaiba who surveyed the village cautiously.

As vampires they had to be feared. If they were not feared, how would they live? Humans were so arrogant. They believed they were at the top of the food chain, and if anything threatened that… well, they didn't take it so well.

The humans had to be reminded and put in their places. Vampires didn't want world domination like them. They just wanted a little to eat to simply survive. But being killed out of fear? Foolish. Especially against beings who were obviously stronger than they were. Ravenous as they were for power, humans would use weakness to overcome them. As vampire's, for survival they had to put aside issues that would break their strong bond. They couldn't give a glimpse of weakness. From experience, they knew how much could be lost because of in-clan fighting. Much more so when it was your own kind thirsty for the sin called power.

"Where are they?" Kaiba asked coldly, and he walked up to one of the leaders. He could sense the tension in the air and practically taste the defiance that radiated through the area. Slightly put off, he went on high alert.

"Where are the sacrifices?" he repeated.

"Or, are you three them?" Bakura teased, and he pushed his way to the front to look at the three men who were desperately trying to hide the terror on their face. They failed, and Atem watched with a tad bit of unease of his own as Bakura grinned gleefully.

"Something is wrong," Kaiba whispered into Atem's ear after stepping close, and the already serious face Atem wore became even graver. His eyes flickered over to Kaiba.

"I know, but it does not matter much. If they do anything, we stop them. That is all," Atem reassured, and Kaiba stepped back, content with the answer.

"We brought the child back!" Bakura shouted, and he pointed towards the kid in Atem's arms. "Now, get us the sacrifices."

Everyone remained silent. As Bakura itched to lash out in frustration, a shout through the crowd reached his ears.

"Yugi?!"

All eyes immediately turned towards the woman who rushed out from the safety of her home to grab her son in her arms. She stopped infront of Atem, tears streaming down her face from relief. With arms held out, too afraid to step close to the vampire herself, she silently asked for him to return to her.

"Mia, get back!" one of the leaders shouted, but he was ignored by the mother who was too happy to care about the danger she had put herself in.

"He is alive. My son is safe," Mia cried, and she looked at Yugi longingly. "Father, this all can stop. The war can stop because Yugi's safe now!" she exclaimed, turning to the man, and she smiled with joy as Atem walked towards the fountain and sat the boy down at the base. But, before the woman could grab her son into a hug, Atem stood still and stared at her. She stopped in her place as he raised his hand.

"First, tell me," he started, eyeing her carefully. "What war were you talking about?" and he watched as words spilled from the woman's mouth before the leaders could yell at her to stop.

"They thought you killed him!" she cried, wiping her tears and stepping towards Yugi. "They planned on killing you all because they thought you broke the contract and was going to kill us next. But, you did no such thing." She smiled, a hand to her heart. "Yugi's safe. My baby is safe," and she sobbed happily without care. She ran past the vampires and towards Yugi, clutching the boy tightly after the vampire stepped away, satisfied with the answer.

Atem however was livid. Walking away he went straight towards Kaiba and Bakura who were fuming with anger just as he was, their gazes locked on the three men.

"Care to explain yourselves?" Kaiba asked sternly, and Bakura's hands made fists.

"You wanted to kill us," Bakura seethed, and like a madman he started to grin widely, breaking out into a chuckle which turned into a crazed laughter. "How did you expect to do that?!"

"You broke the contract," another leader managed stated bravely. "You took the child. Besides, we can't go on like this. We can't live in fear of you forever! If not now, you will kill our children in the future as they get older. We can't stand by any longer and allow you to do that to our people. It has been several generations!"

"Sir, they didn't kill the boy though," one of the other men said from behind. "They brought him back. We can plan better later. Call it off," he continued, but he was shrugged off.

"No. Enough is enough." The three of them were eyed with hatred. "Tonight we end this! Everyone, attack!" he shouted, and as the village appeared from their hiding spots, Bakura was the one who smirked, readying himself for a killing spree.

"My pleasure," he said, and without hesitating he broke into a run before he could be stopped.

Vigorously Bakura shoved the man's body towards a house with much speed, and crushed him against the wall. Bricks cracked and debris crumbled around him, but Bakura continued to hold on to the man's throat. His fangs showed themselves when he smiled, and slowly he began to close his hands in. His fingers dug into the skin, and soon he had his long digits wrapped around the man's gullet. The man struggled and writhed, choking and clawing with all his might as blood gushed from him. It was all in vain because with a roar, Bakura separated him from his esophagus with just a blink. Blood spewed everywhere, and he watched uncaringly as the man's body dropped with a thud to the ground. With one last look, he licked the blood on his face, blood dripping from his reddened hands.

Turning around, satisfied and thrilled with himself, he smirked when he saw Atem and Kaiba looking at the display, and him, with distaste.

"You are definitely insane," Kaiba muttered.

They did not have a long time to idle because as soon as Bakura had pounce on the man, the rest of the village geared up and rained their assaults. One by one they came forward, those at the top of their houses firing them with arrows, some coming at them with flames and spears, each with the hope of taking them down.

"You do not want to do this," Atem said, warning them, but they paid no heed to his words. As soon as he was done speaking, he heard the running, hasty footsteps behind him. His eyes widened with recognition, and in an instant he turned and grabbed the hand of a man that held a torch, the intent of burning him clear on his face. Eyes slanting, Atem clenched tightly down on the hand, successfully breaking it. Hearing the man scream in pain however only made him feel disappointed.

"What do we do?" Kaiba asked, coming up behind him. He was breathing heavily.

"I need to eat…" Bakura playfully trailed off in reminder, and he looked at the people, licking his lips every so often.

Atem clenched his fists as he thought. He watched the people. He watched as they attacked one by one before coming at them in groups. Shaking, blond bangs falling over his face, he had to make his decision. The people were serious. They wouldn't stop unless they were dead. And if Bakura did not eat, there was going to be even more trouble. He had to weigh his options. A broken contract versus a crazed Bakura who had a good chance of just taking matters into his own hands.

Lifting his head, Atem gazed at Kaiba who continued to defend him as he stood there, deciding. The brunet picked up a man and threw him against a cart which shattered upon impact. Sensing that he was being watched, blue eyes met his briefly, and in them Atem saw the unwavering trust. He turned and watched Bakura. Strong and skilled, the white haired one barely needed to move a muscle. Using his energy he deflected all of their advances. It was clear though. Bakura was withholding himself from all and any temptations. Their eyes met as well, and in them Atem also spotted that spark of obedience.

He knew what he had to do.

Nodding to the both of them, a small smile graced his lips.

"Let's have a feast."

Glee was evident. Bakura took off without waiting to hear another word, and Kaiba smiled as well before disappearing within the mob. Atem grinned, pleased with himself. It had been hundreds of years since they had a full stomach. Now that they were given a perfect opportunity to eat until their heart was content, he would be a fool to turn a blind eye, right?

Reaching out he grabbed the first person who came towards him, and he could not help but let out a chortle as the man dropped his weapon and began trembling in fear. The glow of a vampires eyes had everyone shaking and frozen with fear. He sunk his fangs down, and within moments the body was drained. A corpse was what fell to the ground.

Atem looked up at the screaming scene, and he relished the adrenaline that pumped through his veins. The high he hadn't felt in a long time enveloped him warmly. He wondered why he had stopped doing this in the first place. The answer was lost in the moment.

Bakura ran around, bodies already piling on the ground completely dead. He tasted and savored, wanting to find the perfect person. No puddle of blood stopped him. He craved to taste all of their bloods before totally devouring someone. Though, if he kept it up, he would certainly be full.

He could hear the cries of the children and soft whimpers the elderly made, hidden in their homes. It irritated him endlessly, and not wanting to hear their pitiful wails, he had no power to kill them to have it stop. He growled and just proceeded with what he was doing, promising to yell at Atem again later on for making the ridiculous oath.

It did not take long for a flood of blood to trail its way through town. It was splattered against the walls with each decapitated limb. The red liquid trailed like a sinister snake from weakened bodies that were left to bleed out until death. Man, woman, all were killed without hesitation. They took as much as they could drink before leaving them on the floor, each pair of eyes eventually dimming with life.

Everything the humans attempted to stop the vampires only gave negative results. If they were cut, they healed. If they were burned, their skin mended, and the vampires sneered at them with such happiness as it did. They were just too strong. Too fast. Ultimately, the humans realised they stood no chance and began to flee with their very lives.

Atem watched as Bakura blocked the only exit and entrance into the village. He stood there like a wolf, preying on all that dared to leave. They screamed with all of their breath along with the shrill crying of the young ones that were locked indoors. The sounds drifted in the night, and oddly Atem felt at ease.

"No!"

His body went cold at the voice that reached out from his mind. Atem's eyes snapped open, and as his high vanished, he looked around at the chaos he had ordered. Blood. Death. Faint screams that were starting to feel so distant.

A trembling hand went up to his face with horror. He had caused bloodshed once again… His legs losing power, Atem dropped to his knees. What had he done? How could he have done this again? He had promised…

"Waaaaaah! Waaah!"

The sound of a child's cry startled him out of his memories. Pants and sleeves coated with blood, he gazed in the direction of the sound to see the little boy that they had had in their custody. What did his mother call him? Yugi. Yugi was crying fretfully over a body on the ground, covered with dirt.

"King?"

Bakura's voice above him did nothing to remove his attention from the pair.

"You killed his mother?" Atem asked emotionlessly, watching the tears run down the boy's face like a stream. He glanced at Bakura when he saw the small shrug.

"Yeah?"

Atem remained quiet.

"Come on." Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he turned around to see Kaiba looking at him. His cousin was covered in the liquid, sleeves that were once white now red. Blood was dripping off all of them, drying like a stain. Atem only felt colder.

"Snap out of it," Kaiba said once more, and he helped Atem back to his feet when he received almost no response. "We killed everyone. There is no one left except for the children and the elderly. I think we should go now."

"I… know," Atem finally answered, and for once during the entire night, he sighed before looking at Kaiba. As if in pain the next few words left his mouth. "We should leave."

"Before we do that though," Bakura started, and the two looked up and watched as he walked over to the fountain. "I want to do something to remember this wonderful night."

"And what may that be?" Kaiba asked, scowling slightly, but Bakura just grinned. Gazing into the fountain where his reflection should be in the water, he was instead looking down into a pool of blood.

"You'll see."

The following morning was filled with ambulances and police officers. They were taping up the entire town, detectives and people in suits investigating and looking around at the scene with horror. Medics and officers from neighboring towns and cities arrived at the crack of dawn with an entourage of photographers and reporters.

Everyone wanted to know what had happened. Unfortunately they were not prepared to come across a mass murder of this extreme.

The question on all of their minds was, "Who could have done it?" After hours of searching turned into days, still not a single clue was found. Except for one.

The fountain.

When the town was created so many generations ago, a beautiful fountain with crystal clear water was put up to symbolize the hope and happiness the people had. And now, it was the only thing left of the small village to show its end. In the bloodied town stood the fountain that now poured nothing but blood. The stones used to decorate it was replaced with limbs of all sizes, heads swirling around in the blood like vegetables boiling in a pot of soup.

Witnesses came forth weeks later. Still scarred and shocked to the core, many still unable to say a word. Those who could speak retold the tale of what happened. They told a story of three vampires who haunted their town for generations, and then massacred everyone, choosing to leave the children and elderly alive for reasons unknown.

Of course, these people were not believed. Who would?

After all, vampires did not exist.

This is chapter one. Yes, for those who read it before, it may be a lot of changes, but still similar outcome in the end. Hope you liked it though! To be honest, I had to spend super extra time because while I was rereading it, I couldn't help but slap myself, it was so cheesy before! I do hope it's better now. Anyways, I will try to update soon. :)

Review please! And thank you for reading.