Disclaimer: Me no own VK.
Chapter 1(OC POV)
A vampire was close.
My father, an experienced vampire hunter, and taught me how to detect the disturbance in the air that they gave off when in pa short proximity to me. After years of practice, I had mastered the skill, along with many other ones a vampire hunter would require.
The streets were practically empty, save a few shopkeepers closing up. None of them were vampires, I knew that much. The smell was too strong for me not to have noticed sooner if they were. But that was also a cause for alarm.
The stronger the scent, the less controlled the beast was.
I lifted my head into the night sky and cleared my head, focusing on what I felt. I quickly pinpointed the direction from which it was coming from, and felt my sides to make sure I still had my knife.
My fingers clasped around its cold handle, and I squeezed it, remembering my father. He had died a month ago in a freak vampire attack on our house. Had he not directed me into the secret cellar below our house I would have been dead too.
At age seventeen, I had suffered through a lot more pain than most do in their lifetimes. My mother was an abuse woman who fell ill after her third miscarriage. She had wanted a boy, not me, and couldn't stand that the only child who survived was a girl. She wasn't mentally stable, I was sure of that. She had died when I was ten.
My father, however, was the exact opposite. A famous vampire hunter, he spent all his free time teaching me how to defend myself against the creatures of the night. He loved me enough to protect me from my mother whenever he could, which wasn't often. His job took him far away and left me defenseless against my terrorizing guardian.
I stopped below a street lamp and took a deep breath. Thinking about my father almost made me choke up, but I never cried. Crying was a weakness, my father had told me, and you must never show weakness if you wish to survive.
I turned the corner and continued running until I hit an old hotel. The sign was stilling hanging from the doorway, reading, "The Bright Hotel".
"How ironic." I muttered as I pushed open the door. It made a loud creak and then all fell silent as I grabbed my knife and followed my instincts.
They led me up the stairs and into a small room. I peered around the doorway and surveyed what was happening inside.
A young girl about my age lay paralyzed in the arms of a handsome man with bright red eyes. Her face was frozen in fear and was scrunched up in pain. The man's mouth was latched onto her neck, making a disgusting slurping sound as he drank.
I narrowed my eyes in hatred and then jumped into the room.
Before the vampire could react, I threw my knife at him, hitting him square in the chest, stunning him and causing him to drop the girl. I ran over and checked her pulse. Nothing. My fists clenched and I growled slightly. I couldn't wait to kill this Level E.
The vampire snarled and pulled the dagger out of his chest and threw it back at me. I jumped just in time and then retrieved the knife from the floor. The vampire pounced, and I held my weapon in front of me. He ran straight into fell backwards. Blood seeped through his shirt and created a red stain. He glanced at it and licked his lips. His eyes found their way back to mine.
"Looks like I found a feisty one." He chuckled, his voice cracked and menacing. "You'll be fun to drink from. The spicier the blood the better." He lunged at me, throwing me against the wall.
"Damn, that hurt." I groaned, rubbing my head. However, managed to flip him over my back and onto the floor.
"Keeping dreaming idiot." I retorted, taking an offensive position. "I don't let murderers drink my blood."
He only laughed. "This will be much less painful for you if you just cooperate."
I smirked. "Touché."
The vampire screeched with raged, and before I could defend myself, he tackled me. I stabbed him multiple times with the knife, which made he gasp, but I kept missing his heart. He only winced and grabbed my wrists and bent them back. I cried out in pain and let go of my weapon, which he kicked away.
"You smell delicious." He commented, breathing in the locks of my hair. "If you behave this won't feel like anything, I promise this won't be too painful. Maybe it will sting a little." He wheezed, apparently trying to fight against his wounds.
I struggled, but knew that I didn't have a prayer. My head was throbbing and I couldn't concentrate. I felt his tongue brush over the skin on my neck, and gasped at something that felt like a small knife dug into my neck.
Slowly, I felt my body deflating as if I was a balloon that had been popped. My attempts to escape became weaker, and soon I couldn't lift my arms. I heard the cracking of wood, a gunshot, and the world went black.
(Z POV)
I kicked down the door and entered the room, my Bloody Rose held in front of me. There was a vampire, obviously Level E, feeding off of a girl that appeared to be fighting against his hold. I observed that there were multiple gashes and cuts across the body of the vampire.
Could the girl have done that? I wondered.
The vampire didn't even look up, the dumb ass. He was too distracted by his meal, so he didn't notice my pull the trigger until after it was too late.
There was a loud scream and a gust of wind, leaving behind only the trench coat the vampire had been wearing.
"Nice job, Zero-kun." A familiar voice said behind me. I gritted my teeth and turned around.
"Arigato." I muttered. "Now what are you doing here?"
Kaname sighed. "I smelled blood and came to investigate. But I see that you did a thorough job by yourself." He glanced at the two bodies lying on the floor.
It was then that I smelled the blood.
One of the bodies on the floor had blood dripping from its neck. I felt my throat burn and my breathing began labored. I took a step forward and felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Don't, Zero." I stopped short, shocked that Kaname had use my first name. "You take anymore of her blood and she'll die."
I took a good look at the girl. She had blond hair tied into a messy ponytail and a long, lean body. She was quite beautiful for a human.
"How did she stay alive?" I questioned myself, forgetting that Kaname was there.
"See that knife?" I nodded. "It's an anti-vampire weapon. She knew what she was doing."
"So that's why that vampire had injuries." Kaname nodded. "Now what, bastard?"
He smiled. "Ah, back to hostility are we?" I sneered at him. "Well, that one is dead." He pointed at the other body. "But she's not." He pointed at the bloody one.
"And ……"
"We'll take her the Chairman Cross."
"Fine."
Kaname walked over to her and picked up her body bridal style.
"Let's go."
A/N I apologize for the bad beginning all I have planned out is the middle part not the beginning or ending… *anime sweat drop* Well, R&R pretty please. Give me a great Japanese girl's name and I'll use it! So, um ,yeah, GO KANAME AND ZERO!!!! (oh and I totally accept critique but no flaming, because that's just ….. stupid)
