Chapter 1: Realisation

Italics: character thoughts

Bold italics: Past events

A pounding headache is what dragged Reimu back to consciousness, an after effect from the...party she'd had last night. Damned oni, always imposing themselves. Although Reimu wasn't exactly innocent in this incident either, she did accept a bet to see who could drink more...from Yuugi. That was, really stupid thinking about it more. She shook her head and gazed out of the shrine from where she was lying. Dawn was fast approaching, whelp, time from more sleep. She closed her eyes for a second before a wave of nausea hit her, vomit fast approaching behind it. Reimu jumped to her feet and quickly glanced around, spotting her mop's bucket. That'll do! She barely reached it in time to catch her alcoholic stomach backwash, collapsing onto the floor after with a thud and a groan.

I hate everyone and thing... she whispered in her head.

She staggered back to her feet and looked around at the shrine's main room. Cups, bottles, paper...vomit. It was, disgusting. Reimu grimaced.

"I don't wanna deal with this…" she moaned.

After another minute, she sighed and grabbed her broom. If she didn't start, it'd never get down. As she started though, she noticed that her neck had a creak in it that refused to fade. She rubbed her neck as she swept, noticing her arm looked a bit...pale. Probably nothing, the sun hadn't even risen yet, the light was crap.

Ignoring both, Reimu spent a good hour cleaning up all the trash, the main problem coming from her nausea and the fact that her bucket was full of vomit. The shrine smelled of a seedy bar after hours. And it pissed her off. By the time she'd finally cleaned the room to an acceptable level, the sun was beginning to rise properly, the light slowly leaking into the room. She grumbled at the sight, realising that all chance of sleep was gone. She sighed and walked into a side room. Although it was more a supply closet with selves of dried bean cakes, spare clothes, brooms, mops...dried? Reimu stepped backwards and grabbed one of the cakes, noticing the paper keeping it fresh...ish was undone on the side, ruining it. They...were all like that. Reimu's eye twitched.

"They're...they're ruined! Dried!...Moldy! Grra! Damn it! That's a week's worth of this stuff wasted! How?!" then a thought popped into her head.

"Hey, can I have some food?!" Clownpiece yelled as Reimu attempted to calm a crying Sunny Milk.

"What? Sure, whatever shuts you up!" Reimu yelled back.

What followed was a crashing sound that made made the two flinch.

"What was that?!"

"N-Nothing! Nothing at all, it's fine!" was the reply.

"Why didn't I check! It was Clownpiece! I trusted her, I'm an idiot!"

Reimu threw the spoiled food to the ground, the moldy cake effectively exploding into a crumbly mess of rot, surprising her. She hadn't thrown it that hard. It didn't matter anyway.

"I'll gonna make her clean this place til it shines like a mirror when I get my hands on her." she swore.

Shaking her head again, Reimu did what she originally planned on doing going into the room, she changed her outfit. Due to being too disgruntled, she failed to notice the scabbed cut on her wrist, or the unusual red glint of her eyes as she used a hand mirror to fix her ribbon. Reimu walked out to hear a sound that was quite rare indeed, the clattering of money into her donation box. Within an instant, her scowl disappears as she runs out to thank who ever came all this way to donate. But as she steps outside, she stopped as the sun hit her. And she screamed, jumping back. Burning! Pain! It was like she'd been lit on fire! She grabbed her arms, staggering further back. She shakily looked over them. Brown burns covered her exposed arms and most likely her face too. She gasped in air as the burning pain faded.

W-What was that?! Why...? before she could continue her thought, she spotted someone peeking around the side of the box's roof beams. She instantly turned away, hiding her burns.

"Emm, are you okay Miss Shrine girl, that was a loud scream…" A young girl asked, worried.

"Yes, I'm fine."

"You sure, that sounded like something really hurt you." Reimu could practically hear her raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, I'm fine, I just stubbed my toe, I'm, I'm fine!"

After a few seconds, the girl nodded, Reimu hearing her hair move. No, her hearing was never that good...something was wrong.

"Well, hope you feel better!" she announced cheerily, leaving.

Reimu glanced down at her arms again, noticing the burns slowly changing back to her now pale skin. She ran back into the closet and grabbed her hand mirror and looked at herself. Fear was etched on her face, but what drew her eyes...were her eyes. Crimson red, almost glowing. Compared to her normal brown eyes, a drastic change.

"Wha-what's going on?!" she asked in fear.

She froze as she spoke, opening her mouth as wide as possible. Her canines were unnaturally long.

"Ahh...ahhh...AAAAHHHHH!" she screamed, dropping the mirror, the glass shattering.

"HOW! WHY! What the former hell happened to me?!" Reimu yelled, terrified "No, this isn't real, it can't be. Yeah, I got a donation, this is a dream! Ha hah. Yep, a dream...nightmare, don't care." Reimu denied, laughing, her eyes shrunk in shook.

But the sun had hurt earlier, pain wakes you up. It dawned on her, but she ignored it. After all, when did it happen? There wasn't anytime it could have happened...except when she was blind drunk, and in a drunken stupor, deep in sleep. She gulped down air, panic from the realisation she was suppressing leaking out. After a minute, she screamed. No warning, no build up. The fact of the matter just made her scream...and cry. As her voice started to go horse, there was a clatter on the roof. She turned to see Clownpiece hanging her head down, confused.

"Hey, why the screaming? Did you find the fire rat?" she asked with an impish smile.

"NO! I'm…! Fire rat?" Reimu stopped dead as she pondered what she meant.

No, that didn't matter!

"Clownpiece, go to the shed and get me an umbrella." Reimu ordered.

"Wha, no way, get it yourself."

"Listen to me you hellish imp fairy, you've ruined alotta food from what I just discovered. Unless you wish to sweep up this place and wash the vomit out of the mats, get me a thick umbrella!" she threatened.

Clownpiece's face fell as she jumped off the roof and flew off, returning after two minutes with a thick black umbrella. Reimu opened it and stepped outside, the sun being blocked by the thick hide. She turned to her fairy...roommate? Basementmate? Whatever.

"Watch the shrine til I get back. If Sunny and co show up, get them to help, if the idiot appears, tell her to leave. If Marisa pops in, tell her I'm busy and if Yukari appears, tell her to find me, fast." she listed off.

Clownpiece blinked twice before holding up her hand.

"Fairy's stay, witch leave, scary gap lady find you...got it!" she nodded counting the three on her hand.

"Uhhf good enough." Reimu sighed leaning forward and hopping, expecting to fly into the air.

She landed after a second, a cold sweat breaking out on her back. She couldn't fly...she couldn't feel her power at all. She swallowed.

Okay, this is, very bad. But, she'll know what to do. Maybe she even did this. I'm exterminate her and her mansion if she did. Reimu swore internally, sprinting out of the shrine, umbrella in hand I'm gonna kill whoever did this to me!

AN: Fun fact, I wrote this over the course of two hours due to this idea plaguing me. I genuinely have been struggling to get this out of my head, it was stopping me from concentrating on the story I'm actually writing.

For some reason, the past month this idea has clung to my mind. What if Reimu got turned into a vampire. Don't know why. It resulted in me googling stories where it happened. I only got pictures of her dressed in Remilla's clothes though...for some reason. Has it been done, probably, I couldn't find it though.

I don't know when, or if I'll continue this. I promised at one point that I'd never make and then leave a story for dead, but I'm busy, too busy to write this. And I'm not a hyper super Touhou fan anyway. Played a few games and spin-offs, I enjoy them, just don't get mad if the characters are a bit off.

After writing this, I was like 'Good, done, now I can leave it be and forget about it.' Then I wanted people to read it. So I'm posting it, sorry if it's short, it was me just trying to get it out of my head.

Review, Pm, that stuff if you want, I'm going to bed.
Anyway, enjoy.