Vampire Gifts

Chapter 1

Nikki: Hulloo, hulloo, hulloo, my kiddios! =]

Rachel: .* Da fuck...? I don't even know.... I.... n-durrr....

Ava: O.o... Okay?

Nikki: I dudn't own Naruto or any lyrics, only the plot. P;

Rach: -splodes-

Nikki: Huh... usually that Ava if I use to many words....

Ava: -already splodeded-

Nikki: Ah well. Might as well join the partay! -splodes-

Gaara: -in smexxeh monotone voice- Read on.

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Okay. Let me tell you about the situation of the world. Back in the 21st century, Vampires were believed to be extinct, just a fairy tale. This is not so. Four Vampires were kept alive after the great Vampire Hunt, for study reasons. They were experiments, weakened to the point of near-death. Unknown to the scientists, the four Vampires were actually growing stronger. The longer a Vampire is kept alive, the more powerful it becomes. On the Eve of the 23rd century, the four Vampires escaped the building in which they had been held in for two centuries.

They escaped, thirsty and half-mad with rage. They ran through the closest towns, biting anyone they could find, drinking their blood, but not all of it. They then cut their own wrists and poured a couple of drops down the victims throat, changing their genes and turning them into Vampires. How strong the human is before he/she is turned judges how powerful the Vampire they are to become will be.

This continued for just over 10 years before we were formed. The most powerful weapon the humans possessed against the Vampires. We are the Hunters. We were born as normal humans with extraordinary powers and raised as trained fighters against the creatures that hunted humans like the humans hunted animals.

My name is Nicole Peters. I am of the Four most powerful Vampire Hunters to graze the Earth. I look beside me to my right and see my partner, Rachel Winter, who is also one of the Four. Our black hair flutters in the heated breeze as her ocean blue eyes meet my flame orange ones.

We have been partnered for a reason. For some reason, I have been given the powers to control fire and air, as well as telepathy. Rachel, on the other hand, has been given the power to control water and earth, as well as super speed.

We nod to each other, turning away from the burning house in front of us, which contains a screaming family of newly turned Vampires.

It is time to meet the other half of the Four.

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"You're late." Sakura scolds us. Her bubblegum pink hair is so bright in the lamp light that it's hard to look at, so I turn away. I undo and slip off my black cloak and my weapons, revealing my uniform beneath it.

The Four have specific uniforms that they need to hold. These consist of a strapless black shirt that shows of some of your midriff, a pair of short black shorts and black knee high boots. The Four must also have streaks with their assigned colours in their hair. Little clothing helps to move around more. Long ago has the embarrassment of wearing so little faded away. I now feel confident walking around like this.

Sakura starts her lecture. "You cannot be late like this again, Nachie! You have yet to do a full stack of paperwork on the turn out of this mission, have a full physical check and you still need to-"

"If you don't shut up, I'm going to shove fire so far up your ass it will be coming out of your mouth!" I interrupt. She cowers away from my enraged glare and shuts her mouth tight. Sometimes I curse my bad temper.

"Please, take us to Tenata. We desperately need to see them." Rachel asks, placing her hand soothingly on my shoulder. The truth is, we don't need to see Tenata. We just want to.

"Sorry Sakura. It's just been a long, Vampire slaying night." I sigh, holding my hand out to her. She nervously accepts it. If I don't respect my workers, they won't stick by me.

"I will take you to Tenata, then your physicals? We only want to keep you healthy." Sakura explains, her nerves are still edgy from my verbal attack.

"Yes. Okay." I answer, trying to force a smile at her. If she'd only seen the things that I have...

We reach a set of huge set of cherry oak doors, carefully engraved. Sakura opens the door for us and we step into the Four's meeting room.

It looks like a modern lounge room, really. It has a fireplace, three sets of couches, two flat screen plasmas, with the latest gaming systems included, CD players and CD galore and even a little microwave shaped thing that when you say what you want into it, it gives it to you, cooked to perfection. I make a b-line for that.

"Two bags of Doritos and four hot chocolates." I say into the microwave, feeling stupid as hell. The Four do like to have a bit of a rest after a mission.

"Rachel! Nikki!" Tenten and Hinata exclaim, running over and hugging us. We've been like sisters ever since we were first recruited. All our families were killed. How ironic that we all met up.

As their powers, Tenten has the power of telekinesis and Strength, whereas Hinata has been given invisibility and healing powers, unmatched by anyone. It's always great to have a healer.

"How was your mission?" Hinata asks, shaking her white and black hair slightly.

"Not to hard for these two I bet." Tenten replies, laughing and running her hand through her black and green hair. Rachel and I smirk. In case you haven't figured it out, Tenata is Tenten and Hinata's team name and Nachie is Rachel and my team name. Just in case you didn't figure it out.

"Here." I say, handing out the hot chocolates and carrying the Doritos over to the coffee table in the middle of the circle of couches. I throw them on it and curl up on a couch. Rach, Hinata and Tenten curl up on the other couches and we get comfortable.

"What did you do on this mission? How many Vampires?" Hinata asks. I bring my drink closer to me and blow away some of the steam.

"It wasn't difficult physically. We had to kill a whole family. They even had a small infant with them. We burnt the house down. We didn't quite catch the Vampires responsible, but we have clues that show that at least one of the Leaders was there." Rach and I say, taking turns in putting in the details.

"I hate taking out families." Tenten sighs. "Children especially. They always seem so innocent."

"Yeah. But this is war. We need to do what we have to." Rachel replies. We are silent for a while. I notice that no one has had a drink of their hot chocolates yet.

"Let's all drink some of our hot chocolates. They might make us feel better." I suggest, trying to put some bubbliness into my statement. We all take a gulp of the liquid, then look at each other worryingly.

"This hot chocolate tastes funny..." Hinata gets out before she faints, dropping the rest of her hot chocolate onto the floor. I watch as Tenten and Rachel follow her into darkness. I didn't drink as much as them, so it takes me longer to blank out. I see a feminine figure in the doorway, and a flash of bubblegum pink and honey blonde hair.

Damn traitors.

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(Sakura's POV)

Gosh. The Four are actually lighter than they look. Tsunade, Kiba, Ino and I are getting the Four out of the Hunter Headquarters, were they will then be loaded into a car and driven to the Vampire Headquarters. I sigh at how angry they are going to be when they wake up. Hopefully, I will be far away by then.

We load them into the one car and head out of Konoha, or, what's left of it.

The buildings are in ruins and long gone are the perfect green fields that are pictured in ancient photos. How life must have been so simple then. At least they didn't have to deal with man-hunting Vampires that want to strike a peace bargain.

I sigh again as we reach the castle. Very stereotypical if you ask me. It's huge and made with ancient grey blocks of rock. It's got a dark beauty to it, if you ask me.

We carry the stirring bodies of the Four into the castle, through the front doors and into the main hall, where, upon four thrones at the end of the hall, sit the four Leaders.

First, there is Neji Hyuuga. Dark brown hair and cold white-ish pink eyes. His brown hair is tied up at the end, making a really loose ponytail thing.

Next, there is Naruto Uzumaki. Blonde-haired, blue-eyed hunk-a-spunk. His hair is fashionably spiked and his ice blue eyes seem to pierce through me.

In complete comparison to Naruto, next to him is Sasuke Uchiha, in his black haired, black eyed perfection. His hair has been spiked up at the back with two bits of his on either side of his face, the ever famous "chicken-butt-hair" look.

Finally, at the end of the row, is Gaara Sabaku. His blood red hair taking on the perfect "just got out of bed" look and his jade green eyes look emotionlessly in our direction.

They are all glaring at us and we gulp.

"You're late." Sasuke growls at us.

"We apologize. We have brought what you requested." I reply, shaking verbally and physically.

"I see that. We accept your peace bargain. The Vampires will be notified soon. Leave." Neji answers harshly, sending power in our direction. We are hit with the wave and blown out of the door.

I land outside, bouncing a couple of times before coming to a complete stop. I cough against the dust that has clouded around me and wince. Where the power surge hit, my skin is red and raw and sharp rocks and such have cut into the skin visible on my body, making bruises begin to form already and blood begin to seep through my clothes.

I weakly stand up and we make our way back to the car.

I wish those girls luck. By God, I wish them luck.

In the Castle of DOOOOOOOOOOOOMM!!!!!!!! =OOOO

"Which one do you want, Neji." Naruto asks, eying off Hinata.

"I want the one who's hair is streaked with green." Neji replies, picking Tenten up, bridle-style.

"I'll have the one with blue." Sasuke scowls, picking Rachel up.

Gaara says nothing, but goes over to Nicole and picks her up, carrying her to his room upstairs.

Naruto laughs evilly, rubbing his hands together. "Excellent." he chuckles, picking Hinata up and racing her up to his room.

Later..................

(Nicole's POV)

I fight my mind away from the grogginess that's clouding my senses. I am eventually able to pry my eyes open. When they are fully open, I try to get up and attack whoever is in the room, but I find that it's impossible.

It feels as if something heavy is pressing down on me, preventing me from moving and making breathing slightly harder. I struggle against the invisible weights before I feel the presence of another mind. I lie still again and try to access the information in his head.

Before I can though, a mental block is put up.

"Try to do that again, and I will kill you." a monotonous voice growls from the shadows.

"I'd like to see you try." I smirk confidently. Whoever this person is, they must be feeling pretty eager to die.

"You don't seem to be in the position to be snarky, Nicole." he chuckles. The weight presses down on me more, and the breath rushes out of me. I try to take another breath but find I can't. The weight is still too strong.

I struggle harder against the weight and begin turning red in the face. I can hear a chuckle in the corner and the weight lessens a little. I take a deep staggering breath.

I look in the shadows and see an outline of a figure.

"What the fuck do you want from me?" I ask harshly, scowling at the outline.

"Everything." he answers, showing himself. I gasp as I recognize who it is. Shit.

Gaara Sabaku. I saw him once. He was the one who killed my family, drained them dry.

"You bastard! I'll kill you!" I yell, struggling even harder than ever against the weights. I face him, take a deep breath and shoot fire at him through my mouth. He dodges neatly and puts the fire out.

I use my power over air to try to lift the weight off of me.

"I'LL FUCKING RIP YOUR HEAD OFF!" I scream, managing to lift the weights off of me enough to wriggle out from under it. He grunts as he tries to keep the weight on top of me.

I reach down for where my weapons would usually be, but find them missing. It looks like I'll have to kill him the old-fashioned way. I run at him with my fist raised. I'm about to punch him in the face when he catches my wrist and twists it behind my back. I cry out, but lift my foot up and kick him as hard as I can in the groin.

The breath rushes out of him for a second, but then he just twists my arm harder. I yell. If it's twisted one more time, the bone will snap. I know it.

"Don't move." Gaara snarls.

"I'm not afraid to die." I answer back, breathing hard in pain.

"You should be." he replies, licking up my neck. I shudder in disgust.

"Let me go you murderer." I cry.

"You would know that I'm a murderer, wouldn't you, Nicole? If you taste as sweet as your parents did, I'm an extremely lucky Vampire." he states, smirking.

"You'll never know. I hope you'll enjoy disappointment." I snarl, coating my arm in fire. He drops my arm and I jump away from him.

"I will know how your blood tastes, Nicole." Gaara states, throwing me against the stones on his wall.

I notice that we are in a bedroom, his I'm guessing. It has a huge, four poster bed that I was on before, an ancient bookcase, a door to an en suite, ancient wooden desk and a big window, which I'm next to. I'm pinned to the wall. Joy...

"Let me go so I can beat your ass all the way to next Wednesday!" I wince. My face feels really raw and sore. (AN: Hehe... Raw and sore.... hehe)

He walks over to me and I turn my face away so I don't have to look at him. He wrenches my chin around to look him in the eyes.

"You have pretty eyes." he states. He laughs evilly as I struggle against the bonds.

"I hate you. I HATE YOU!" I sob, tears which I have been holding back spill over.

"I hate you. So much." I whisper, then become silent. I stop struggling.

He lets his power shield thing down and I fall to the floor limply and don't bother getting up. I just curl up in a ball as I remember the night my family was murdered.

I was around 10 years old. I was a little girl who still believed the world was full of rainbows and that creatures like Unicorns are real. I was playing in the sand pit around the back with my barbie dolls. That was... until I heard a scream.

I pick up my dolls and run into the house.

"Mummy? Daddy?" I call in my innocent child voice. I walk into the kitchen but freeze in the doorway. My dollies drop to the floor, drawing the attention of the only occupant of the room.

My dad is on the floor, surrounded by his own blood. His face is a mask of pain and his throat has been torn open. I gasp and then look up to the other man in the room. He is holding my mum by her collar. Her face is also masked with pain but her eyes find mine. Her throat has puncture marks all over it and blood is seeping out of the wounds.

She tries to tell me something, but only a choked, painful gurgle comes out. I start to back away, but the man drops my mum and heads towards me. My mum's head comes into contact with the corner of the table and a crack is heard. She's dead now.

I sob and then look back up at the man with tears running down my face. He bends down to me.


His blood red hair shines in the lamplight and his jade green eyes look at me hungrily. I sniffle.

"Why? Why my parents?" I ask, sobbing. He just puts his finger on his lips, as if he were shushing me and kisses my lips.

I blank out.

I feel him come over to me. He puts his hand near me, as if to grab my shoulder, but I shrink away from him.

"Don't touch me." I growl quietly. I feel his hand draw away and I hear a shuffle of clothing, then the slight puffy sound of a mattress being squashed down. He's on the bed. I just stay where I am, crying silently.

"Whether you like it or not, you're mine now. You've been given to me." Gaara sighs from the bed.

I say nothing. Even though it has happened, I don't have to be nice about it. Gaara sighs in frustration from the bed.

"Do you want to know why you're here or not?" Gaara asks, getting annoyed. I say nothing.

"Answer me!" he yells.

"Yes." I whisper.

"Come over here then so that I can tell it to your face." he states, frustrated. He waits for a minute as I try and decide if I should go over or not. I think that it'd probably be best if I go and listen. I slowly get up and walk over to the bed. I stand at the bottom of it with my head down. He rolls over so that he's no longer on his side and sits up so that he's facing me. He smirks and pats the bed next to him.

I scowl at him under my hair and walk over to the side of the bed. He pats the bed again and I sit down on the very edge of it, my shoulders tensed. He realizes that this is as close as I'm willing to get to him.

"You are part of a peace bargain." he starts, looking for any reaction. Seeing none, he continues. "The humans proposed that we have peace between the races. At first, they offered us as large of an amount of money we wanted, but we don't need money. Then they offered us anything we wanted. We thought about this. If we had the Hunters most useful weapon at our disposal, we practically controlled the Hunters. Surprised we were to find out that the most powerful weapon the humans had were four women." Gaara laughs.

I clenched my fists. "And I was surprised once again to find out that one of those women was an orphan who'd family I'd murdered. The one I spared the life of. The one who is destined to be my mate." he continues, watching my shocked reaction at the end of his last sentence.

"What? Like hell am I ever going to be your mate. I fucking hunt your kind and, frankly, I hate your fucking guts." I growl, turning around to glare at him.

He shrugs his shoulders and smirks. "Once again, like it or not, it's destiny. Holy shit I'm sounding like Hyuuga." Gaara chuckles. I just silently fume. He sighs and reaches over to touch me again. He lightly touches my forearm but I jump up and away from him.

"Just don't touch me." I snarl, opening the bathroom door and slamming it behind me.

I slide down the door and put my head in my arms.

"I fucking hate my life. Where's a reasonable, random opponent when you need one? Where are the others when I need them?" I sob.

"Why would the others betray us? We have been loyal. I've lost my temper a few times, but I've always made up for it. What did we do to deserve this?" I ask myself. I look around the bathroom. There's a shower, sink, bathtub (which is more like a spa) and toilet. Above the toilet, there is a reasonably big window.

An idea strikes me. I look at the door, then get up quietly. I make my way quickly over to the window. I stand on the toilet and open the window. It creaks. I know that he is aware of me know. I force air on the door, pinning it closed.

I can hear him banging against it. I jump up and start crawling through the door. I hear the door burst off it's hinges and I look back at Gaara's enraged face. I slip the rest of the way out, just avoiding his hand graping my ankle.

"GET BACK HERE!" Gaara yells at me. I run for my life, because, indeed, it's for my life. I feel him making his way out of the window too, so I race across the rooftop. A few tiles slip from underneath me but every time one does, I manage to steady myself and keep running. He's gaining on me. Shit. And I've reached the end of the rooftop. Double shit.

I abandon all sense and leap from the roof, into open air.

"NO!" I hear Gaara scream behind me, before all I hear is rushing wind. I plummet to the ground, the cold air stinging my eyes. I laugh in a slightly maniacal tone, in a really maniacal situation.

Just as I'm about to reach the ground, I flip and bend the air around me to soften my fall. My landing is still really rough and I fall over and roll as I hit the ground. I cough as I get up and then cry out at the pain in my ankle. I reach down to it and hold it for a second. I conclude that it isn't broken, just a bad sprain.

I get back up and run/limp towards the forest. Just as I reach the insde of the forest, I swamped by a horde of Vampires.

"Sure, just my luck." I curse. I put two fingers to my mouth, spread them and blow fire through the gap.

"Need a little assistance?" Gaara smirks from behind me. I half turn around but one Vampire jumps on me. I look into it's face and gasp at it's morbidity. It's face is all out of shape and it's breath stinks like blood and death. I struggle with it as it keeps trying to bite me, until it is ripped away from me.

"You may be an annoying little shit that tried to escape, you will be punished for that, but I don't want you being turned by anyone other than me, or injured by anyone other than me. Do you all understand that?" Gaara asks, half to me, and half to the Vampires.

"Yes, master." they chorus. In my head I'm laughing. Igor and Professor Frankenstein. Hehe... funny.

But on the outside, I'm actually shit scared. I'd be able to fight decently with Gaara, maybe even win, if I had my weapons. Curse those fucking traitors.

I'm then yanked up roughly by my arm, of course by Gaara.

"Now, what to do with you." Gaara ponders, practically dragging me back to the castle.

I hold back tears as I almost twist my bruised ankle, but I couldn't stop my pained gasp. He half looks behind his shoulder at me but I compose my face and show nothing except anger at being towed back to the castle.

"I hate you." I snarl at him suddenly. He stops abruptly and yanks me into him. He leans down and kisses me forcefully. I struggle as hard as I can. I heat up my body temperature to an unbearable heat. His arms just tighten around me, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"Let.. go of me!" I yell, turning my face away and struggling even more. "Leave me alone!"

"If I had left you alone back there, you would have died!" Gaara states, returning to dragging me back to his home.

"I don't care! I'd rather die than be a mate of the murderer of my parents!" I confess, trying and failing to rip my arm out of his grasp.

"Would you now? Let's see about that." Gaara suggests, opening the huge oak doors that lead into the castle.

"What do you mean?" I ask, worrying like crazy on the inside.

"You'll see." he smirks, dragging me down a stone staircase. All of a sudden, he thrusts me forward, throwing me down the rest of the stairs. I bang against the steps and whimper when I reach the bottom. As Gaara sweeps past, he yanks my arm up and he starts dragging me again.

"What the fuck was that stair thing for?" I ask harshly, wincing in pain. He smashes me against the wall and keeps going. I cry out in pain as my back comes into brutal contact with the wall.

I decide to say nothing this time. He eventually reaches an iron gate with a flap at the bottom and a metal slide thing at the top. He throws me inside the damp, smelly room.

"Now, stay in here until you come to realize how actually nice I've been. I've given you a room, a comfortable stay, everything. Now you'll really know how people like you are treated." Gaara says through the slide at the top of the door.

This isn't the first time that I'd been captured, but all the other times were under better circumstances. Like, for instance, there was always the stereotypical half circle window with the bars across it, I could always burn my way out of it, or really thin walls that I could feel breeze through, easy to break down. But, most importantly, my friends were always there to save me.

I go to one of the walls, the one on the right side of the room. I put my ear to the least gross part of the wall and listen carefully as I knock it. Nup. Solid. I move on to the wall opposite the door. I knock on it too. Solid as well. I'm starting to panic. I race to the next wall, give it the same treatment. Solid. Shit. I begin to hyperventilate. Closed in spaces are what I'm scared of.

I refuse to call for help. Instead, I look around the room for any other form of escape. The room, more a cell, is made of dark grey, almost black, blocks of rock. The walls and the floor are covered in slippery moss and there is a horrid bed in the corner. The bed is basically a rag on the floor with a pillowcase stuffed with straw to lye your head on. In the other corner, there is a basic toilet, looking old and cracked and a sink in the same condition. I shudder and to keep the hyperventilation at bay, study the big door.

I go over to it and knock on it. It reverberates a dull "clung" sound back to me. I take a deep breath and use some hand movements to bend air against the door. My breath leaves me in the effort I'm making. The door doesn't budge, but the slide moves and someone's face is in the gap.

"You won't be getting out of here any time soon. Lord Gaara told us specifically that your are to be escorted by him outside for only half an hour a day, and your meals will be brought to you by him only. Welcome to hell, Hunter." the Vampire says, adding the last bit in his head.

"Fuck you." I answer harshly, wincing and grabbing at my throbbing rib. I cough and blood comes out. I fall to the ground and cough again, painting a part of one of the bricks a bright red.

"Shit." I gasp, taking my hand away from my side. The Vampire on the other side of the slide watches me struggling for breath.

I lean my back against the wall, trying to take a deep breath and failing. I just end up coughing more.

"Gee, I'd get you a nurse or something, but Lord Gaara told us that we mustn't." the Vampire explains, looking at me a with a bit of worry.

"What's your name?" I ask him breathlessly.

"Kakashi." he answers. I nod my head and lean my head against the bricks. I close my eyes and slip into a world of pain filled darkness.

So much can happen in such little time....

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Nikki: As you have read, this is my darkest fic yet.
Rachel: Yeah, but it's aweshum!!!! xDDDDD

Ava: Ima no in it. Y.Y

Nikki: Hehe... P;p

Ava: R and R plzzzze!!!!!!!