Intro

He didn't recall exactly how it happened. Couldn't recollect the events of that night, just that it was the night his innocence was forever transformed into the wickedness that he was in now.

It wasn't as if his mother had noticed, or his brother even suspected it. He was a damn good actor, and those skills didn't falter not once.

He can't entirely say he hated what he had become, not at all. That was just how twisted he had gotten. Under the spell of his seductive master in an almost masochistic way.

The sullen silverette had him right where he wanted after much watching and waiting, turning his once bubbly and innocent cinnamon-haired muse into the tainted angel before him.

And he loved it.

Chapter 1: This Is My Curse

In the dead of night, I make my way out of the house, presentable to my master of course. I took out my contacts, revealing my blood red eyes. I applied my eyeliner and put on a tight black tank and black jeans with chains and a black, spiked choker. He likes it better when I dress this way.

I headed out to his secret spot, luckily not too far from my home. I went down by the creek where a small cave is. Inside the cave is nothing, but, if you go a little further, you will enter..

"Ah, there you are my pet."

He smirked then opened his mouth a little more to reveal a fang. He summoned me closer and all I could do was obey. He grabbed me around the waist and leaned down toward my neck. I gasped as his fangs penetrated my skin, it always soothed me.

Once he was finished, he pulled away. I looked up at him. He was illuminated in the soft moonlight that peered through a crack in his lair. His silver hair shining, aqua eyes brightened in satisfaction while blood dripped down his fangs. He was shirtless, I didn't really care, whatever pleases my master.

"Now, Sora, your turn.." he smirked again in his breath-taking way.

This is my beloved curse. One night, two years ago, I found myself in the wrong place. Down in his lair, Riku. I was just wandering around that night, decided to be rebellious. Oh where that rebellion lead me.

I came here and saw him in all of his glory. I was immediately captivated by the sway in his walk as he came to me, captivated, and afraid. He told me not to be, that's the last I remember other than awaking in my own bed. I thought it was a dream until my tongue ran over an unfamiliar part in my mouth.

A fang.