One: The Endless Dream (Awakening)

~?'s POV~

Sometimes I wondered; where did everything lead to? Sometimes I thought that nothing would ever end. Likewise, nothing would ever begin. That was what I thought life was like; an endless existence. I knew something was happening, but it was distant and faded. It was untouchable.

Everything in my life was a blurry dream that I couldn't control. I was stuck in there, trapped, and I couldn't get out. But why was I there? I could never ask that question because it seemed like it was impossible to think. I was floating in the still, black air with nothing around me. I was merely existing, never really alive. I couldn't think very well, and thoughts never stayed. They always wandered around, avoiding me like I was something despicable. Maybe I was.

The only voices I heard were faint and indistinct. I could never remember or recognize them, except for one. It seemed familiar, but I couldn't ever place my finger on who it was. I couldn't remember if I had a life outside of this hollow realm, or why I was even in here in the first place. Either way, I just lay there willingly. Time was irrelevant; it didn't seem to pass. It didn't seem to exist. I could have been here for five minutes, or five centuries. There was no way to tell.

I felt like I was waiting for something to happen, but I knew nothing would. Sometimes I caught glances of what was going on outside of this, but I couldn't ever make sense of them. They made me want to leave this place, so after a while, I tried to. I forced my way out of the darkness - or, at least, I tried to. Nothing seemed to work. "No!" I shouted, trying harder. Something clicked in my head, and I thought - no, I knew - something was horribly wrong. But that didn't matter. Actually, I liked it. It meant something new was happening, and I wanted it to happen again.

A laugh escaped my lips, and I tried harder to escape as the laugh echoed endlessly, just like my dream.

Two: The Hollowed-Out Heart (Emotionless)

~?'s POV~

"There's a new one," someone said in the cell next to mine.

"So?" someone else said. "Who cares?" That was what I wanted to say. Really, who cared? We'd been trapped here so long, and nothing new ever happened. Sometimes, new ones would come in, but we'd never see their faces. Sometimes, some would leave and never return. We'd hear their screams, but we'd never know what happened to them.

We barely saw each other's faces in here, and we never knew what our own looked like. We barely ever talked to each other. In fact, we barely ever talked at all. That was how she taught us to behave. We were never to talk to each other, to communicate, or to show emotion. Why? We didn't need to know. She never told us, and I suspected he never would.

I sat down in my cell, my back against the stone wall. It was freezing, probably, but I had gotten so used to it that I didn't even notice anymore. Boredom was everywhere, as common as silence. We were barely let outside of our cells, and she had trained us so well, we didn't even complain. We knew what would happen if we did, and no one wanted that.

Sometimes we called her Fear, because that was the one thing she used to control us. That was the one emotion we all still had. Fear for only one person. Her.

The "new one" that one of the prisoners were talking about walked past my cell, along with two guards. I glanced at them, but the hallway was too dark for me to see anything but outlined shapes. They could have been shadows for all I knew. They probably were, but the light pounding of footsteps so close to me made me think otherwise. They were loud compared to the usual quiet, almost as bad as the screams we sometimes heard. But screams were always cut off abruptly, never lasting more than ten heartbeats. These footsteps were different. Shoes clanked against the hard cement floors, getting louder and closer, then fading slowly.

My throat stung. Blood. I needed blood. When was the last time I had some? A day ago? A week? I didn't know. Time seemed to be too unpredictable. Nothing helped any of us know what time it was. There were no windows in here, no way to let sunlight in. We all lived in darkness, and some of us even liked it.

A/N: Hiya! This is my first shot at a fanfic on here. Yes, I know the prologue was a little...creepy? Confusing? Either way, it'll make sense soon(hopefully). I'll try to update as much as I can, but I'll be busy with school, homework, after-school clubs, other stories I'm working on(not on this site), and because I have a very common, hard-to-cure disease called "procrastination." *sigh* So be patient, okay? Reviews would be great, and so would constructive critisism!

Notes:
~There are TWO different people's POVs here, not just one okay? There are two different people here. I put the ? because this story's kind of a mystery-ish kind, and I didn't want to give anything away. Be patient; you'll know who they are soon
~Neither of these two people are the main character. They'll be important to the story, but they're not the person who's POV I'll be using most of the time
~This story is based off of Vampire Knight, yes, but with a few minor twists. I added some extra stuff, but it'll mostly use aspects from Vampire Knight. As long as you know basic information(what a pureblood is, vampire hunters, etc.) I think you'll be fine
~Most of the original Vampire Knight characters will(hopefully) appear in this, either through cameos, some supporting part, or mentionings

Full Summary:
She has been hunting vampires her whole life - at least, she thinks she has. She's never known what her life was like before she joined the secret organization known as Crimson Night, which is basically a vampire hunting organization created and run by someone known only as "him". All the vampire hunters in it are vampires themselves, all hunting level E's. She has no family, no past, and doesn't even know why she joined Crimson Night in the first place. But recently, something has been creating more and more level E vampires, and no one knows who. Also, some members of Crimson Night are being murdered by some unknown enemy, and certain twists, lies, and mysteries are changing her life and the lives of everyone she knows...

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