Prologue

Her screams slowly faded into the night's air as teeth sunk further into her skin, releasing the concealed liquid from inside her body.

Slurp.

Pupils enlarged and skin pale as the moon that hung above the victim, she collapsed to ground, not a trickle of crimson leaking from her neck. The figure that stood above her licked the remaining blood off his fingertips and bent down beside his prey.

"Such a beautiful woman, but even more beautiful and tasty blood." He taunted, smiling in the victory that hung in his black heart.

The figure rose and felt a cool chill from the winds of the South. His ears perked to a strange sound from the direction he faced. Muscles tensed and the feel of the night's victory turned into rage.

They were coming.

Footsteps stomped on the dirt trail leading to the dark murderer. Bright torches lit up the soothing night sky and the figure's eyes widened as the group closed in on him. He attempted to escape the circle that was quickly formed around him, but the men held out wooden stakes, herding him back into the center.

The figure snarled and bared his shimmering fangs, which were coated in the maiden's thick, juicy blood. One of the men bent down and put his ear to the young girl's chest. Immediately, he shot up and pointed a pudgy finger in the dark figure's direction.

"This one is dead! Just like all the others he has murdered!" The fat man screamed to the rest of his group and anger rose in all their expressions.

"She is just a mere village woman!" The figure snapped and he backed off when the deadly wood almost reached his body.

"This mere woman was my daughter!" The fat man shouted, tears choking his strong words. The figure looked up into his tearing eyes.

"Well then, I'm sure you'd like to know that her blood was the best I've ever tasted and her body was absolutely delightful." He taunted.

The father clenched his hand against the wooden stake.

"Tie the despicable bastard up and bring him to the village to burn!!!"

The men moved the circle tighter around the figure and five of them held rope in their hands. The first one threw a line of rope and it caught onto the dark creature's neck and he forced to the ground. He tried to cut the thick rope with her rather sharp nails, but two men were already had his arms behind his back. One of the braver ones came closer to his face and tried to tie a rope around his chest, but the demon sunk his teeth into the man's hand.

He tore his hand back and cried out in pain. The figure smirked, but his victory was cut short when someone tied a thick piece of cloth around his mouth. He continued to struggled, but more he did the more men that came and held down his limbs.

Through endless struggles and fights, the men finally had the beast bound by his arms, ankles and neck. The figure shot the leader a glare of hate and attempted to cut himself free, but the men already had the stakes against his neck. They dragged him over to the horse that was brought with them and tied the remaining rope on his ankles to the saddle. The leader jumped onto the horse and signaled it to go. The creature let out a grunt as his body collapsed to the ground and was being dragged against the jagged rocks.

The crowd thickened as the man's voice boomed throughout the large village.

"This beast has tormented our lands for many years and now he is being brought to justice! My daughter was murdered in his killing spree and I'm sure many of you have lost loved ones!"

Cries echoed through the crowd the painful memories of murdered loved ones arose.

The man stepped closer to the pole the night demon was tied to.

"This monster will face his bad deeds before you tonight! By being burned slowly and painfully so he too can feel the pain and hatred we all have towards this creature!"

The figure tried to snarl at the annoying man, but the cloth was too thick, only an odd mumble could be heard.

"I hold this burning torch as the key to our freedom!"

Cheers could be heard from every villager in the whole village.

"But! I think we have a right to know the name the scum that has tormented us for many years!" The man stepped toward the defeated demon and cut the cloth of his face with a small dagger, which left a thin cut along his pale cheek.

"What be your name, demon?!" He demanded and the crowd went into a tense silence.

He glared for a couple seconds, but sighed and realized his defeat.

"I am Bankotsu."

The man nodded and threw the burning torch into the pile of sticks below the pole Bankotsu was bound to.

"Now let this be the day that Bankotsu, demon and murderer, be put to justice and face all hate of this village!"

The cheers roared loudly, but Bankotsu blocked out the sound and closed his eyes as the flames crawled up his body. The fire craved more of the flesh and shot up to his face. Just the heat reached his lips, Bankotsu let out a scream of pain that echoed into the night of the full moon.

Yes!

I have finally updated after so long! And with a new story!

I have always loved vampires, there just so awesome. I wanna be a vampire.. and a pirate...

GASP!

A VAMPIRE PIRATE!

Well, I hoped you liked this prologue and I am off to put the first chapter on. So, please R&R!