A/N: Hello :D this is my first fanfiction I have written and it is based on the lovely anime, Vampire Knight. I hope you guys enjoy and I will try my best to follow the story line of the anime. There won't be much action for my OC until later chapters. Review please, I would like some criticism on my story to improve it and such XD Thank you for clicking on the story though!
*I wanted to make a character a bit different from what you would usually find on here. I will tell you now that I'm trying to make my OC antagonistic in this story, and you'll definitely see that in later chapters, like in Chapter 4. I don't really like nice and sweet and weak, so here's my sadistic, unforgiving, and unsympathetic OC.
Chapter 1
How long has it been?
The pain still hasn't subsided after all this time. I felt so hollow - so empty. This feeling was so familiar, yet unfamiliar at the same time. I couldn't accept the fact that no one knew where he was, and I couldn't face the reality that he is gone - that was my fault, my downfall, for giving myself so much false hope.
Sometimes I wanted to believe this was just some terrible nightmare that would end soon. I would be back with him, with everyone, and we would all be happy. But I can't. I can't do this. I can't wake up no matter how many times I've tried.
He is gone.
When you care for someone like I do - did - you would understand my unwavering denial. I missed him. I missed him so much. I needed him - I just couldn't forget him. I just couldn't forget our memories.
Sometimes I felt as if I should hate him. He left me - he left me with these longing feelings - and he changed me. For better or for worse, I'm not sure; but I do know that he made me so... happy.
They told me that time would heal all wounds. I've been waiting and waiting for the memories to stop resurfacing when reminded of him; waiting for the throbbing to stop when I hear his name; waiting for my hopes to die away so I could move ahead. Seconds floated away; hours wasted; days passed without hesitation.
Time is fleeting and time didn't heal me. Time always moved forward while I always looked back.
And I always had to remind myself that he is gone.
"How damn thirsty are these blood-suckers? Innocent people, children even, are dying daily! Eight. There have been eight deaths already this week."
A middle-age man looked down at the dead body of another victim as he silently cursed at whoever did this. The dead woman, no older than 30, had long brown hair, tainted with her own blood. Her disheveled bangs covered her face, and thick blood rolled down her cheek like beads of sweat. Where her shirt had scrunched up and revealed her skin, the hunter could clearly make out a small bump. She was about 4 months pregnant. His heart sank as he gripped the rosary beads that hung around his neck and let his long, unkempt bangs cover his tan face.
"Kaede-sensei. We just got another report of a vampire killing. Nearby, a family of two children and their parents were found dead. Their bodies were sucked completely dry. I'm completely positive that it was the same vampire who killed them." The young apprentice of Kaede, Hiro, couldn't stop himself from shaking as his eyes wandered toward the sight before him. His stomach turned and his eyes widened as he ran behind the closest tree, gagging. He earned a chuckle from Kaede.
"You gotta get used to seeing this often, kid." The older man replied with a sigh, then dug his nails into this palm. "Twelve."
He heard a small rustling come from beside him; from where the body was located. Swiftly turning on his heel, while flinching at a squeak from Hiro, Kaede's gray eyes caught sight of the glowing red ones that belonged to the Level E before him. In the blink of an eye, the metal of an Anti-Vampire blade glinted in the moonlight as it cut cleanly through the skin of the enemy vampire. A blood-curdling screech came from the Level E as it turned to dust.
"There is no doubt that this is the work of a pureblood." Kaede's anger rose. "It's them. Their work. Find the residence. All these deaths occurring so close to each other, so frequently, and in the same town… They must be near."
"I'm already two steps ahead of you, sensei!" Hiro rubbed the back of his head as he grinned, "I've called for backup already. There was a mansion hidden in the woods, surrounded by Level E's and dark magic to conceal their location, and I'm sure their pureblood masters are living inside. It's approximately twenty miles from here. We can finally stop them once and for all, sensei!"
"That's great, kid." Kaede stared at the moon, the wind brushing his face. He whispered to himself as he flicked the blood off his blade, "Finally."
Quiet. Everything was silent, except for the soft sounds of the wind. The cold breeze gently kissed her skin as Touma Shiomi stared at the gruesome scene before her - the doorway into her house was demolished, covered in the blood of her now dead servants while their ashes were scattered across the steps and on the marble floors of the Venetian styled home. She could picture the scene as she closed her cold, blue eyes. The lower level servants begging for mercy from their attackers, while failing miserably at keeping the intruders away from the entrance of the house. She could faintly hear their screams pierce the air as they fell to their demise.
Pathetic.
Slowly, the pureblood stepped into the house; her silky black waves billowing behind her, and her simple white dress ruffling in the breeze as it loosely clung to her figure. The smell of blood was strong in the air; the smell strongly resembled her own blood.
Remains of her dead servants were everywhere, their precious blood staining the walls. She ignored the burning sensation in her throat as the drunkening scent of blood danced inside her nose. She just finished her human meals, yet she still wasn't fully satisfied.
It's a pity they couldn't defend themselves.
She could hear the soft shattering of a vampire's death coming from the upper east wing of her lifeless home. Swiftly and gracefully, the vampire made her way up the steps and toward the sound, the smell of the fresh crimson liquid filling her nostrils.
Her azure eyes were placed on the back of the intruders' heads as she entered the scene. A wave of anger took over Shiomi's body as she glimpsed the silver of Anti-Vampire weapons.
Her branch of the Touma family was considered the black sheep of the vampire world. Vampire hunters wanted them dead for ruthlessly killing and devouring the blood of humans for centuries - turning many into Level E's against their will. It is a grave sin for a pureblood to commit, which was among various reasons as to why they were never accepted and shunned by the vampire society as well. Defecting from the Kuran family rule was another thing, adding on to the swelling hatred of the other vampires.
"Murderers," the venom dripped from her voice, sending chills up the hunters' spines. "Were you looking for me? Or my father, perhaps? Disappointed you couldn't catch me off guard, aren't you?"
Animosity was clear in her now crimson eyes. The windows cracked, glass raining on the men, and the ground shook, but her calm outside demeanor still wasn't broken. She heard one of the hunters whisper a low "Quickly!" as they tried making their way out of the broken window. Shiomi's eyes blazed a deeper red for a split second as multiple screams filled the empty home. Blood shot into the air as their bodies exploded, covering the previously white walls before their bodies were being consumed in a wave of darkness, dragging them down into a dark, never-ending void. She recomposed herself and her eyes went back to their icy blue. The moonlight reflected off of her pale skin as she slowly sunk to her knees.
She was alone.
*Ugh, from reading it over again, I just can't stand my old style of writing. Even though the chapters have been touched up, I'm most likely going to be doing more to... fix this, while trying to update. Newer chapters are better, but still... Meh. Whatever.
So how was it?
Love, Christine~
