I am not really good at keeping promises like not posting anything this summer cuz I barely have a fic half done or thought out but I couldn't resist! This is a my third WiP so I won't actually be posting anything for this until the next Hols probably...
Disclaimer: Do not own the characters or plot of Vampire Knight
Main Pairings: Akatsuki/OC, Zero/OC and Kaname/Yuuki Side Pairngs: Shiki/Rima/Ichijou, others undecided
Summary: The daughter the Headmaster has never cared for has come back and the reason for her return sounds truthful enough...for the people that know nothing of her past. Her real task is revenge. On the ones she loves and the beings that she has been forced to destroy.
Oh, and the first paragraph is just a introduction that gives you a tiny piece of her background and emotional problems.
Prologue
It really wasn't a surprise. What happened I mean. If you think about it, I was a preconditioned for this type of relationship, with all the pacifism my dear father spouted. He unformally trained me to be what I am today and for that I will despise him forever. To bring me between two lines of hate. Hate that eccumulated over centuries...a father like mine, is to be hated. He should be torn from the path he had chosen and made to suffer for all the suffering he put ME through. The suffering that a 6 year old girl shouldn't have to feel. To build me up strong, he tore me down. To help me, he bled me of my youth and for that I shall NEVER forgive him. And through it all...through the pain somewhere inside myself I still love him.
The hard soles of my boots sounded strange and hollow against the cobble ground leading up to the Entrance Gates to the infamous Cross Acadamy. The air was to unforgiving for the beginning of October but my body was used to the cold. I chuckled at what the townspeople must have thought to see a lone teenage girl carrying a heavy soldier's bag; dressed in a black Lolita style dress and a leather choker that held a dead scorched rose around a pale elegant neck. If they thought she was crazy for having thin thigh highs as leg coverage. I didn't really take the time to observe their reaction. I was too nervous to really. It angered me to think that I couldn't handle coming back home after being away for so long. I wanted nothing more than to greet my sister and my apparent new brother and pretend that I was just like them. Like the vulnerable humans they would think I was. But I was not and no matter how I tried to escape the truth it wouldn't let me run; wouln't let me hide and enjoy life. I was it's slave and that was my purpose. To serve.
I exhaled a sigh of relief as I walked through the tall Gothic style gates, taking in the sweet smell of the Fall leaves and the distant sounds of the Night Class from the Main Building, which I was yards away from. The training that I partook in early on in life was both a blessing and a curse. Mostly, a curse because the tighting of my insides and the boiling temperature of my blood still occured, albeit infrequently but still troublesome and unwanted. I thought that maybe if I came back to the place of my birth - a SCHOOL for Kami's sake - it would lessen and the love that I had rarely experienced would help my abnormal condition. And maybe...just maybe the creatures of the night would be a great help.
As true Cross Acadamy Style(CAS) the school grounds were pitch black, with only street lamps lighting up random intervals on each side of the walk way. For a school that preached inter-human/vampire relations the feeling of animosity and utter disgust dripped off the place. But underneath it all lay a smell. My head dropped and I let a smile turn up my soft lips as I dropped my hold on my bag. Oh, how I lived for this. The bitter wind struck my face and I kicked up with it, jumping back as fast as I could - which was pretty darn fast. Honey blonde hair whipped forward around my face sheilding calculating gold eyes. I hit the ground rather hard noting that I landed fifty feet from my previous posistion to the Main Gates. I smirked, narrowing my eyes as that sweet smell of blood approached faster than any despicable human. With all the gloating and scouting I was doing I forgot the one particulaar annoyance of wearing a skirt; a short one at that. A deep chuckle echoed through the numerous trees and my eyes became slits as I stood up in one sleek movement, looking at ease. Which I certaintly was. Vampire Hunting may not be my favorite thing in the world but it was definitely something I excelled at. Hell, who was I kidding? The adreniline rush, the smell of blood, the boiling heat that filled my body to completion, with each and every hunt, the beast grew within me. It savagely ripped away my humanity; piece by piece. Don't be confused. I am not a Turned Vampire. But I am not merely human either. The demon feasting on my insides has made sure of that. I, Cross Aikira was half-way dead after all.
Woooh, I must say that I really like this chapter but I admit that I am no good at describing actions or anything, so bear with me for fight scenes and the like!
P.s. I also wrote this on Notepad so there might be more spelling mistakes than usual
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