Okay, uhm well hi. I warn you now that I am horrible at grammar I try very hard, but not much ever happens in the area of getting much better. I like really long chapters so this will be a bit longer than you might be used too. Uh, yeah basic story is kind of about love, and kind of about revenge, but a lot really about life and about a fairytale that should have been and wasn't.
Now I know it doesn't start out with Zero, but it will progress with him. I am introducing the main characters really and each through their point of view the only ones I won't do in first person is mostly Zero since I really never have a clue what he's thinking. I don't know how long this story will end up being and I really am not positive on where it's going. So yeah just bear with me and please don't hate on it. Okay thanks read, review and enjoy!
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Walls
~Tray~
I felt myself blush through the dark mahogany fringe I let fall over my face. The memories just wouldn't stop.
He was sliding in to me. He moaned in pleasure I was in total pain. I was flushed everywhere as he gave that horrid smile as that sickly wet sound accompanied his first thrust. My breath was so loud in that dark room of his. The cold feeling of the wood of the headboard I was leaning against calmed me a bit keeping me at least stable to some existent. I wanted to turn in to the coldness if nothing else to escape the man in front of me and the scorching heat he imitated.
I kept my pretty little head down as the memories started to take hold again. Before him I was fine with myself. I was fine aloe. But now…it didn't matter now. Anywhere! Everywhere! If the memory hit there was no stopping it. At first it was just moments like these alone without others to distract me. But lately it was getting worse. Oh, it was getting worse…
A growl rumbled through his chest as he slid further in. His hot breath was at my neck and giving me the harsh feeling that I was stuck. The realization that I was stuck here in this room with him for the rest of the night dragged through my mind and scraped its nails through my consciousness. My fingers shaking went to his shoulders to hold on for support. He chuckled softly and gave a quick thrust in acknowledgement. I bit down on a scream not letting it utter past my bruised lips.
I was scarlet by now. I gritted my teeth and looked up. The sun not all too gently was sending its torturing rays out to me. I sighed and looked down at my watch. They were fifteen minutes late, again. Why did they even have to come here? There was nothing left to learn after so long of being alive. They should just learn to take life as it is. There didn't need to be explanations for everything. Of course never say that to one of those wolves. I scowled. A guard? More like a baby sitter. I let my head lull forward again to look down at the ground. They never even paid what we were trying to do much mind. Always just so matter of fact. They barely had emotions.
Distracted at the moment I looked over as a few students came walking out of the building. No luck unfortunately. The two young women passed both looking back at me. I smiled a confident smile as an ample amount of venom welled in my mouth. Both of the women had low tops showing that prime area between their shoulder and neck. If only … I…I smiled a bit broader as the whispered among themselves. The shorter of the two threw another glance over her shoulder at me. More venom welled and I felt the dry ache in the back of my throat. Oh to sink my fangs in to that! Then as it always did I was crippled looking away, the blush instantly returning.
His massive fangs ancient as he was sunk in to the tender flesh of my neck making me scream as I threw myself back to the headboard! My hands searched for something anything to grasp, to hold, and to keep myself grounded. The room was so dark only the light of the moon to see by, but it was enough as blood started to pour down my neck pooling at my collar bone and continuing farther down shooting those few frames of light it caught across the room in gleaming sparks. I grit my teeth and hissed as he started to suck. I felt the pull of his fangs all the way through my body. I knew he must have used venom immediately as more blood poured from his mouth. The venom did one simple job. It kept the blood flowing. No clots and no need to open a second wound. He was in no way clean about the job. Most respectable vampires didn't let more than maybe a drop go to waste, but with him it was different.
"Tray?" The sweet emotionless voice pulled me out this time as I looked up. They had finally decided to make an appearance. The two starkly pale figures stood side by side before me.
The one who spoke to me was Alexandria. The taller of the two most definitely she had a heart shaped face with very large eyes. She was staring at me with those shocking eyes. All of them had those eyes, absent of pupils and always shocking in the intensity of their color. Hers were a bright blue like that of some kind of child's toy it was so bold and blue. The bobbed bone straight white blonde hair she had was neatly done in a bright pink head band that matched the pink sundress she had chosen to wear. It was a bit of a shock to look at her bright dress set against skin so white.
The other was Mark. His hair unlike the girls didn't even have the façade of blond. It was as pale and colorless as his skin. Longer in length and wavier, his fringe hiding his eyes when need be and the back brushing his shoulders. His face like the girls was gorgeous and amazingly sculpted. Much like our race was having no flaws to speak of. His eyes though were the color of the deep ocean and like hers without pupils and shocking. His solid frame and broad shoulders filled out the bomber jacket he wore over a white button up and the dark blue jeans.
They were all like that. So different than us, distant almost. Like there was some sorrow every one of them all carried and every one of them breathed every day of their existence. All of them were like emotionless statues walking around as if the world were to end they would simple give it no more than a glance.
"Are you alright?' Mark asked me as I stared at them. His voice was smooth like honey, but void of all emotion.
"I'm fine." I said. I tried pulling a smile. Neither of the two smiled back at me.
"Shall we go, then?" Alexandria asked.
I nodded. The two of them started walking and I joined them. Like said I wasn't much a guard as much as a babysitter.
~Joan~
Have you ever felt like you were going so against the grain that you might as well be up against a brick wall? That's how I feel lately. Like the world is against me. How cliché. I guess I can't help but feel like this. Maybe the cause for this feeling is my age maybe it's my age? Nineteen isn't exactly out of the teens yet. Or maybe even my gender. We girls are a piece of work, really. But it could just be me. My spirit? I guess is what I should call it. Soul? Life force? I don't really care what people call it. I just know I can't get rid of this feeling. And whatever is causing it must have some grand amount of power over me.
"So from prophase we move on to…" I looked around the vast classroom around me. Three hundred students all packed in to one room huh? The professor must feel overwhelmed. Or on the other hand he hasn't seemed even fazed at all yet. Oh well. It doesn't really matter. But does it? I doubt he even knows my name.
I smiled to myself. What a world. I turned from the window to the classroom around me. It seemed as if every one of them was oblivious to me. I was in a room full of people and yet I was completely alone. I turned back to the window. I wasn't looking at anything particular per say. I was simply looking, that was all. I felt desperate. But not even that more like desperately stuck in a box. A glass box with no hole to breathe from, just the box. Slowly suffocating me and showing me everything I want, but at the same moment not strong enough to break out of my box for.
Suddenly the class was all up and leaving. I sighed. I hadn't even been paying enough attention to know it was time to leave. I stood lazily placing the notebook back in to my back pack and puling on the light jacket before pulling the backpack on. Nothing was really in it. I pulled out a compact from my jacket pocket and opening it. My clearly feminine face stared back at me. coal black hair and gray eyes absent of pupils. I checked my make up and fixed a spot in my hair before starting out.
I pushed open the old oak doors with a heave to stop as I saw him. Yagari. I sighed yet again today. A hunter, this is just perfect like I already don't have enough problems. At least it's some sort of a change. I took in a breath and started forward. Yagari faced me. I pointed my eyes forward and tried not to notice him, walking swiftly past to stand at the end of the side walk.
"So you're not even going to say hi, huh?" the older man said to me. His voice harsh and gruff.
'I'm waiting for my escort." Is all I could find to say.
"I can see that." He said in his rough voice. I heard him move his boot, it ground against the sidewalk. I rolled my eyes stupid human still smoking those awful things. I stayed silent though, looking forward.
"I need to talk to you, Joan." I didn't even blink as he spoke.
"Talk, I'm listening, but make it quick my escort will be here soon."
"Escort? Is that what you call your body guard." Ouch, that struck a nerve. I took in a breath, but didn't bite back.
Through gritted teeth several moments later I answered. "What do you want, Yagari?"
"I told you, we need to talk."
I spun on my heels this time. "About what?" I hissed at him.
He let out a whistle. "Wooh we! I forgot how demonic your kind looks when you're mad. You could possibly be worse than vampires."
"Yagari!" I let hiss out again. I brought my full height up as I glared at him. I still would possibly only go to his chest if I was lucky.
He smiled, but spoke in a much more serious tone now. "Zero is on the move, Joan."
"So?" I said in an acidic tone. "I'm not a vampire he's no threat to me!"
"Does he know that? You were one of the few of your kind willing to try Cross Academy. How is Zero to know you're not a Vampire?"
"He's one himself. He'll know." I said crossing my arms. Yagari wasn't giving up lowering his chin to stare his one crystal clear blue eye at me from just underneath that hat.
"Are you sure about that?"
I stopped flustered. He smiled at my reaction.
"Most Vampires can tell!" I spat out a second latter.
"What about the ones that weren't raised to stay away from you?"
Oh, I wanted to hiss at him at that moment. "What is this really about Yagari? You and I both know I can find a way to deal with Zero."
Yagari smiled. "The Council knows you're still alive. All five of you."
I snorted. "So?"
"The Association knows as well." He said matter of fact.
"I can see that." I sarcastically shot back.
"Do you really have that much faith in that little guard you've all rounded up?" He asked, his tone a bit unclear.
"I trust Aiden."
"And the rest?"
I was getting furious. "Look! They volunteered for this! We're not forcing them to do anything! If our elders weren't so worried about us we wouldn't even have to worry about a stupid guard! We can take darn well good care of ourselves!"
"And when one of you becomes a feeder then what?" He said it all like he was just pointing out another fact.
"That won't happen! It hasn't happened!" I retorted.
"And when it does?"
"I told you that won't happen!"
"Oh, but it will! You and I both know the second one of those leaches sink their fangs in to one of you wolves, " He spat the word out like a curse. "They won't be able to ever stop. Those vampires know your value and they know your weakness. It won't be long until the Council sends someone after all of you."
"Then when that happens we'll disappear. Just like always we'll go north to escape them."
"The Association also is becoming aware of your value." I stopped a this. I let the pride go as I looked to the ground.
"Is that where Zero comes in?" I asked.
"Sharp as a tack, that you are." He said with a bit of sarcasm.
I looked up in to that one clear blue eye. The patch over the other eyes starring equally back at me.
"We won't run." I said.
"It doesn't matter; He only has orders to go after you and your elder brother."
I looked to the ground again pondering that. "We've worked too hard to get where we are now."
"And you've all done well for your kind. No trouble for almost a hundred years all thanks to your families efforts." He really did sound like he was impressed about this.
"Mark won't leave Alexandria. She's too vital to us."
"And you won't run?" he fished around in his trench coat for another cigarette.
I shook my head. "I have nowhere to run too. Unlike my Brother I was raised among humans. To be forced in to the Siberian would kill me." I sighed.
It was quiet for a long moment before after taking a long drag he spoke. "Do you trust Aiden enough?"
I looked up to answer.
"Trust me enough to what?" a silken, but deep voice asked. I turned to see the mahogany haired Vampire Yagari had been speaking of standing a few feet from me. His dark brown eyes and broad frame pointed towards Yagari. He was ready to strike at any moment.
Yagari faced him head on in the silent challenge, changing his stance ever so slightly. Dealing with one of us was one thing for Hunters, but with a Vampire was a completely different matter. The true hostility of the two creatures started to bear their ugly fangs, and not just vampires are the ones to do so and hiss while doing it. Yagari spoke with force and determination now.
""I was just asking if Joan trusted you enough to be able to depend on you when she needed you."
Aiden's beautiful brow tightened and his nose flared a bit. "She can trust me plenty enough."
"And when you're so thirsty you can hardly stand to look at her?" Aiden looked as if he were going to strike at these words.
"Yagari!" I hissed. "Aiden has never drunk from me and he has never even tried or asked too." I said feeling as if I need to defend my lifelong friend.
Silence followed this statement. After a few moments later Aiden broke our noise limit, as his shoes clicked against the sidewalk. He took several steps closer to me placing his arm protectively over my shoulders. He was silently declaring he would never betray me.
At this Yagari sighed. "Alright then. I've delivered my message. See you around Joan." He said before slowly drifting off and away from us. As he left Aiden dropped his arm down to his side. A second later he was shoving his hands in to his dark jeans pockets.
"I'm guessing he didn't bring good news?" Aiden said looking down at me.
I shook my head my long black hair moving smoothly with my head. My long fringe dusting over my eyes. "No, He didn't"
Aiden sighed looking to the ground. "The council?" he asked.
"How much did you hear?" I asked my dark gray eyes turning to him.
"Not enough to glean any information out of."
"Alright then. Call your brother, Tray. I need to talk to my sibling."
"Alright." He said and started searching for his phone.
I looked up at the sky. I still felt like I was in a glass box.
~Zero~
Zero touched down in London, only a few hours prior to his current situation. Having only been in his hotel room for that amount of time or less counting travel and getting through customs he had accomplished a lot. He sat now at the small desk in the room looking at the Laptop he had set up in front of him. His fingers flew over the keys typing his location and status. The Association on the other end quickly informing him.
Two Years out of Cross Academy and the memories were still fresh. The girl, no his target had gone there. A Young Vampire named Joan Night. Her and her Brother Mark Night had both been students in the Night class. Zero remembered the two only vaguely. They hadn't been in the prominent group of the Night Class and to his knowledge had left the year before everything started happening. He was never informed why they had left. To his knowledge they were still young enough to continue attending at that point. It was too fishy. Zero was certain they had nothing to do with what happened the next year, but things still didn't add up. If these two were such a threat why were they let in to Cross to begin with and why were they not in league with Kaname and Yuuki now? Kaname wasn't stupid. He would have wanted to keep these two in close check if they were a threat.
Zero stopped typing and pressed send. A few seconds later the information started to download from headquarters. He perused through most of it. Taking in important details. Immediately he found a shocking pattern. She had worked in Prague for a year. Lived in Paris for a few months. Had a land line in Athens for a few years. Another job in Venice then in Florence this time lasting three years between the two and every other time she just seemed to float from place to place. She was erratic and unpredictable. No pattern no obvious connections to anyone place.
The boy on the other hand was the complete opposite. He had spent a majority of his life in Moscow and St. Petersburg. He had had a land line and a job in both places.
Then they both just seemed to change completely and out of the blue attend Cross. That wasn't the only thing the bothered him. Vampires liked to keep records maybe even more than humans did. There was no birth certificate for either of the two and no heritage chart. Completely out of character for a Vampire. But still why go to Cross. In doing so they both broke their patterns of living. The boy moving out of Russia and only staying in one location for about two years. That wasn't odd for the girl except she seemed fond of Europe and chose to go to Japan? Why? And after Cross they suddenly were moving as a pair and too often for the boy and not often enough for the girl.
Zero shook his head. None of that mattered. He knew where they were now and in a matter of time they would be taken care of. He sighed as he stood from the desk looking over to the window. He walked to it placing his arm on the glass leaning his forehead on his arm. London shown up at him through the glass, lights winking on and off. His silver eyes scanned the scene. He felt the chill of the window through his arm. He stepped away from the window letting himself fall on to the bed. Looking to his side he saw the gun. He picked it up and examined it.
The next bullet to come from this would be for Her. He decided. He furrowed his brow. She would be the first to die.
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