Ienzo walked down the paved street, the crisp night air made him shiver and shove his hands deeper into his dark blue jean pockets. He nuzzled his nose under the rim of his black scarf that was tied around his neck. His slate colored hair was ruffled in the breeze that whispered past. Despite the cold, a small smile twitched on the corners of his lips. His dark blue eyes seeming content as he walked under the street lamps. His short and small form cast a thin shadow behind him; it seemed to be the only thing that walked with him.
Across the street, hidden in the shadows of an abandoned alley, two emerald green eyes watched Ienzo walk down the sidewalk. A thin tongue licked bloodied lips; cruel sharp fangs caught the pale light of the half moon. A bony frame crept out from the alley into the streetlight, showing the creature for what it was. A tall man who was incredibly skinny and bony, with a mane of spikey hair that was a startling red, his cat-like green eyes never once left Ienzo. He let out a quiet hiss as his eyes gleamed with a dangerous hunger. In a rush of wind, the man was gone.
Uneasiness washed over Ienzo as a shadow flashed in front of him, with his breath fogging the air he quickened his pace, eyes darting around warily from under his glasses.
The red haired man perched on a rooftop above Ienzo, long fingers gripping the edge of the roof, his thirst was great and he could feel the teenagers pulse pounding in his ears. Narrowing his green eyes, he realized he needed to wait until there could be no chance of witnesses. Hissing in irritation at having to wait, he watched Ienzo increase his pace, licking his lips with anticipation of the moment the teens hot blood would be spilled, the man vanished again.
Out of nervous habit, Ienzo chewed his lip as he walked at a hurried pace over the frost covered path, avoiding a patch of snow and nearly slipping once. He risked a glance behind him and gave a quiet squeak as he saw a man with spikey red hair, dressed in dark clothes, his eyes seeming to bore into Ienzo as he stalked in the slate haired teens wake. Giving a quiet whimper, fear making his heart thud faster, Ienzo prayed that the man would go as he increased his pace even more.
The man snickered and continued to stalk in the teens wake, the scent washing off Ienzo making his mouth water. The hunger gnawing at his stomach, they turned a corner down a mostly deserted street, leading them to the bad part of town. He saw Ienzo falter as the realization of his position, giving a cruel smirk the man hissed. "Bad move kiddo…"
Damn it Ienzo! The teen cursed himself in his head. This is the worst place to be! With a silent groan of annoyance at his own stupidity, Ienzo continued down the now dirty sidewalk, trying his best to ignore his thumping heart as he sensed the man behind him still.
Green eyes narrowed to slits, gleaming with a cruel excitement as Ienzo turned down an alley, obviously hoping it would lead him to safety. But the man knew it wouldn't, the alley was a dead end. Stopping at the entrance to the alley, his face shadowed, a smirk crawling onto his lips as Ienzo turned to face him with wide scared eyes. Letting out a hiss, the man closed in for the kill.
Ienzo trembled and whimpered quietly as the man approached. His heart raced erratically in his chest, making his breathing shallow and quick. Frantically Ienzo looked around for something he could use as a weapon. He saw a metal pole that was just under a meter in length. Darting towards it, Ienzo snatched the pole into his grasp, his back turned briefly on the man and when he turned back to him, he gasped as he saw the man was gone.
The man hissed, appearing beside Ienzo, tugging his scarf off, and tossing it away. Ienzo yelped and swung the bar, aiming for the red heads head. The bar was caught in a bony hand, Ienzo's eyes widened more so as the man bent the bar with ease, wrenching it out of Ienzo's grasp. He snapped it in half and tossed it away. With another hiss he bared his sharp fangs, gripping Ienzo's shoulders in an iron grasp. Tears streamed down Ienzo's cheeks as he thrashed uselessly in the mans grip. Snickering with his own dark amusement, the man lowered his fangs to the teen's throat and sunk them in deep as he began to drain him of all his blood.
Ienzo's struggles weakened as his skin paled. He was slowly losing all his blood, his life and soul being sucked out with each drop the man took. His head lolled uselessly to the side as a tear trickled out of his dulling eyes, his last thought echoing through his mind. I don't want to die…
The man felt the tear drip onto his arm and blinked in surprise. He pulled his fangs out of the teen's throat and looked over him. His eyes suddenly filling with guilt at what he'd nearly done, the man gently lowered the almost lifeless body to the ground. Ienzo barely had enough blood to keep himself alive, making a split second decision; the man lowered his fangs to Ienzo's throat again. This time however, he did not suck; instead he injected a stream of venom that coursed through Ienzo's veins in time to his pulse which quickened dramatically.
Pain flooded Ienzo's body like liquid fire. He screamed in his head as the relentless burning seared through his body. His eyes snapped wide with a screech of pure agony. He felt his body tense as bones and muscles alike grew stronger. His heart thudding with a new strength and pace, his canine teeth grew into longer and sharper fangs which gleamed in the moonlight. His throat felt dry, he gasped in air, his whole body craving one thing. Blood…
The man pulled back, watching as Ienzo writhed on the ground, his own fangs dripping fresh blood. With a hiss he bit his own wrist, blood spurting into his mouth. Spitting it out he shoved it at Ienzo who latched his fangs onto the wound instantly and sucked hungrily. The man studied Ienzo and gasped quietly as he felt himself becoming bound to the teen. He tugged his wrist away from Ienzo's hungry jaw and growled at him, silencing his struggles instantly. Ienzo gave a small whimper as his eyes closed, his body falling limp on the cold cement.
The first things Ienzo realized when he opened his eyes were: the strong scent of blood and smoke, the artificial light coming from a lamp on the dull white ceiling and the fact that he was lying on something soft. A couch or bed no doubt. Hauling himself into a sitting position he looked around, only to find himself in an average apartment, lying on a couch with a thin white sheet over him. Frowning slightly he murmured, "How did I get here…?"
"I brought you here," came a voice and Ienzo's head snapped to the source. The man from the alley was sitting on the couch near Ienzo's, holding a cigarette in-between two fingers, the smoke rising off it in wisps. "The names Axel," he paused to tap a finger to his temple, "Got it memorized?"
"You…!" Ienzo narrowed his eyes at this Axel, "You attacked me in the alley!"
"Well no actually, I saved your life to be correct." He calmly puffed his smoke, green eyes on Ienzo.
Ienzo opened his mouth to say something then frowned, putting his hand over the bite wound on his throat. "Y-you bit me…"
"Aye, that I did, boy, you're catching on fast." Axel rolled his eyes.
Dark blue eyes widened in shock as Ienzo remembered Axel sucking his blood from the wound. "You're…you're a…" he stammered, unable to find the words.
Cat-like green eyes narrowed. "Say it. I dare you" Axel hissed.
"A Vampire," Ienzo whispered his eyes still wide, his tongue brushing against his fangs. "You made me one too!" he gasped in horror.
"Well it was that or you died," the red head shrugged, putting out his smoke. "And now, thanks to what I did, you are now a Vampire," his eyes locked on Ienzo's. "You see, because I turned you, I am now your Sire. We are bound, like it or not kiddo."
Ienzo swallowed, running a hand through his grubby hair, trying to take all this in. His thoughts were shattered as Axel spoke again.
"What's your name anyway?"
"I-Ienzo…"
"Well sorry to break it to ya Ienzo but that isn't your name anymore." Axel shrugged.
"Why not?" Ienzo frowned, this man didn't have the right to change his name!
"Because 'Ienzo' is dead, you need to be someone else" sighed Axel, his patience wearing thin.
"Oh…" Ienzo blinked, his dark blue eyes welling with tears as he realized the truth, he went through names he liked, and chose the name he was going to call his child, if it was a boy. Swallowing he mumbled. "I'll be Zexion…"
