Prologue

Silent as a mouse, I moved in the shadows, unseen by all. A pair of humans walked past, unaware of the predator here. I ignored them despite my hunger, letting them enjoy the rest of their pitiful lives. I had a different target and destination in mind. I ran as quick as the wind, towards the stench of rotting flesh.

After a while, I had reached my prize: a suicidal human turned corpse. I hurriedly ran towards it, having not eaten for a month. Saliva dripped down my chin as I opened my mouth, ready to dig into my first meal in a month.

I suddenly stopped, remembering something. I turned away and stuck two fingers down my throat. I felt a burning sensation in my throat as I puked out what was in my stomach: my so called "dinner".

I scowled at the yucky mess on the ground.

"Disgusting. I have no idea how the humans can eat that stuff," I muttered as I turn my attention to my meal.

I hungrily bit into the delicious, fleshy meat. I looked at the person: he was already rotting but I could see that he was around in his early 20s and looked Asian. Note to self: Asian males that are in their early 20s are especially juicy.

Blood dripped down my chin as I licked my lips, eager for more of the copper taste.

Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Misaki Yata, but you better call me Yata, or even better my alias, Yatagarasu. I am 1.67metres tall and I am born on the 20th July 1993. I am the vanguard of Homra, the red clan.

I have a secret, one that I would never, under any circumstances tell anyone, not even my the person I once called my best friend, Fushimi Saruhiko. The secret is I am a one-eyed ghoul.

My mother is a human, my biological father is a ghoul, the infamous "Black Rabbit". I was told by my mother that I was not supposed to be alive, and that I am a very rare species. This is because the chance of pregnancy between a human and a ghoul is low, and even if she did become pregnant, the child normally dies during pregnancy.

I hate the CCG. They took away my father and also caused my mother so much stress. Every time I come across a low-level CCG investigator, I would...scare them a bit. But they totally deserved it. I regret nothing.

Life was hard for me. I always tried really hard to fit in. However, most of the time, I fail. Part of it is because I was too aware of how different I was from other people.

My eating habits also contributed greatly to my failure. I cannot stand human food. It tastes so disgusting, I cannot figure out how most ghouls pretend to enjoy such a piece of trash. The only thing that I can keep down is coffee and bread. At school, I mostly eat coffee flavored bread during lunch. This resulted in most people that I befriend to think that I am weird, and thus, leave me friendless. My best friend in middle school, Fushimi Saruhiko, did not leave me though, that was why I felt so betrayed when he left Homra for Specter 4. Despite the fact that Saru, I mean Fushimi, was my best friend, I could not bring myself to tell him my secret. I mean he's he was great and all, but I was too terrified.

When Fushimi and I met, I ended up drawn to Fushimi because he was an outcast too and dissatisfied with the world and also had (and still has) a bit of a fascination with ghouls, like he thinks they're way better than humans because I quote "humans suck and ghouls eat humans". That puts me at ease some but I still can't ever bring himself to tell Fushimi about what I am.

I saw Niki abusing Fushimi and when Fushimi tries to move out, Niki locked him in the house. I went to try and save Fushimi and but I might have, could have, may have, done something that I doubt you would agree. Something like killing and eating Niki. But hey, to be honest, I'm pretty sure everyone can agree with me that Niki is a shitty dad and the world is much better without that bastard. I told no one and lied to Fushimi about how I broke into the house while Niki was out but had no idea where Niki went. And since Niki always goes off to do his drinking or whoring or whatever he does all the time, no one even realizes that he's actually missing and didn't just wander off. As a result, no missing persons report is ever filed and no one is ever the wiser(other than me of course).

My mother worked very hard to ensure that I am well fed when I was young. Even though she was a single human parent with a ghoul child, she was strong and took up the role of feeding me by gathering human corpse for me. She even sacrificed her own happiness by not remarrying and staying single, despite the fact that she really is beautiful and many people would love to be her spouse. She was too worried that remarrying would probably inevitably lead to her new husband learning about me and she's terrified that I would be like hunted down and killed if people knew.

I really admire her and thought that she deserved a break, so after much persuasion, she finally agreed to allow me to go somewhere else and enjoy an independent life. This way, she is able to live without fear of being hunted down by doves for being my guardian. Now, she has a husband and two children that she loves.

I lived a care-free life most of the time with Homra. They do not know my secret and I do not intend to tell them anytime in the future. I'm afraid that they would think that I am a monster, and that the family I had finally found would be ripped away from me.

However, as the saying goes, "All good things come to an end". Now,I really really hate strains (other than Anna of course) especially those that happened to be ghouls.

Note to self: Never ever for the rest of your life agree to work with Spector 4 to hunt down a strain who just happened to be a ghoul. My life sucks. It happened like this...

Comments and any suggestions on how I should continue this story are welcome. I am planning to have the next chapter plot to be the scene where everyone out hunting a Strain that's particularly dangerous because it's also a ghoul. Scepter 4 and Homra are working together on this because ghouls are hard for even them to fight and Fushimi and Yata are working together again for the first time in a long time.