Kantai Collection belongs to DMM... I'm just illegally borrowing the kanmusus in order to express my weird idea about them in a supernatural setting.

Prologue: I Wished Those Words Never Came Out From Her Mouth

Humans are greedy beings. Craves for something more. Making pacts and contacts with what they shouldn't. At that time such thoughts haven't reached my mind. At that time I was cursing the humans for other thing that they do.

My mother passed away giving birth to me, while my father passed away 3 days after we celebrated the last birthday I'd ever celebrate. My big sister Tosa is only 4 years older than me. We are just an orphans, my father was only a mere guy that earned money by helping people tend their farms, he didn't leave anything that could help us continue our lives. He couldn't have.

I was only 6 years old when my village sacrificed me and my big sister as an offering for the human-like demons. We called these creatures vampire. My village made a pact with them, offering 2 living people every two weeks in exchange of them not hunting the people inside my village. The village decided to sacrifice those who were deemed as a burden to the village.

In other words, we were nothing but a burden.

I remember how my big sister hands are shaking despite the calm and reassuring face she had.

I remember how I got irritated because she wouldn't answer me when I asked her what's happening.

My young and naïve brain didn't comprehend what was happening back then.

It didn't take long for them to finally appear. The creatures that the villagers fears resembles normal human, but even my young and naïve brain could see that they're really different from normal human.

They way they swiftly walk as if they have no weight at all. Also the inhuman fangs that could be seen whenever they opened up their mouth.

One of them held out her hand towards me and Tosa.

"Come." She simply said, her lips forming a bright smile.

Back then I hadn't realized that taking her hands is actually the same as signing our death contract. Actually death contract seems so fortunate than what happens next.

Those beautiful and graceful vampires kept us in the brink of death. We were provided with nice and beautiful clothes, delicious and nutritious foods, and a place to live. But despite the wonderful thing they provided we can't escape the fact that we're just a mere blood bag for them. Every day they took turns into drinking the blood from our body.

My skin that used to be untouchable became full of bite marks in just a couple of days. It hurts. I thought having my skin penetrated repeatedly with their sharp inhuman fangs would get me used to it, but I didn't, it hurts, every single time. It hurts so much that taking painkillers almost doesn't help. Begging for them to stop is pointless. Trying to run away will only caused an unimaginable punishment.

However, Tosa always said that she's grateful, she always said that if we stayed in the village she'd have a hard time trying to provide a proper life for us. Even worse, Tosa did talked about how we'd be lucky if the vampires decided to turn us into one of them. She even explained how they were once a normal humans and how they get turned into the blood thirsty creatures.

Vampires aren't so bad, they doesn't sacrificed their own kin. They respect each other. That's why—

Tosa had never finished her words, because I stood up and slapped her. I hated that fact that we're became dependent of those blood drinking creatures, but I hated how Tosa wanted to become one of them more.

When I was nineteen an important person came to visit the vampires, 'a progenitor' that's how they called them. The progenitor is a fair young woman with a long pitch black hair, her sharp eyes fits the ruby colors perfectly. She was so respected that the vampires decided to give me as a present to her.

I don't think there's anything else that I could do than obediently let them do what they want, but Tosa ran and spread both of her arms in front of me, shielding me from the newcomers.

"Take me instead. I'll do anything. Please not my sister." She begged.

Both me and her knows well that it was a fruitless effort, we were nothing compared to them. I could hear several laughs came from behind. Before any vampire could approach us, Tosa pulled out something.

Up until this day I still have no idea how she managed to obtain that gun. She pulled the safety lock and points it into the progenitor.

"RUN!"

After that everything happened so fast, one of the vampires shouted that Tosa is using his gun, several of them suddenly appears circling us. Several gunshot were heard, it was so loud that both of my ears started to ring. It doesn't even take a minute for them to finished, leaving Tosa's beheaded body in an exact place where she stood not so long ago.

Becoming a vampire actually isn't that hard, you just had to drink a vampire blood and died.

Tosa's words invaded my mind and keep repeating it-self over and over again.

I remembered how my legs moved and I ran straight to the progenitor. The young woman was surprised, but before she could react properly I grabbed her hand and bite it as hard as I could, I could barely tasted her blood in my mouth when my body were shoved into the floor.

At that time there's only one thing that I could think of.

I'd rather be those blood drinking creatures that I hate so much, than lived without a power to avenge Tosa.

In the end my sister was right about how vampire respects each other. I find a place where everyone would respect me, as the first hand of the progenitor. Becoming the first hand of the progenitor means that not only human would bow down before me, but also those lowly vampires that used to had me as their blood bag.

Eternal life comes with a price. I don't have any need to eat or drink anything else but blood. My throat seems to burn every second. There's never enough blood. No matter how much I drink, the incredible amount of lust would still try to drives me crazy.

The vampires prefer to drink women and children, since they don't struggle as much as men. Every few weeks the vampire does a massive hunt of orphanage children. I usually avoid joining this kind of hunt, but that night the progenitor join the hunt and asked me to accompany her. It was more of an order than a request.

That hunt was the first time I met her.

She was in a room, dragging a half dead girl who's probably one or two year older than herself. She was so busy trying to get the bleeding girl into somewhere safe that she doesn't realized that I've been watching. But the older one, who was struggling hard to breathe, saw me.

With a half closed eyes the dying girl mouth moved.

Even with her inaudible voice I know exactly what she said.

Please not my sister.

A/N:

So as I stated on the story summary this story will be about Akaga (Yippeee!) and first thing first I need to tell you a few more thing.

-I'm going to keep the action element of this story minimum, I'm not so good with action scenes.

-Since I also have a lot of writing projects and other projects going on at the moment so the update is going to be slow.

Also if you're here because you're wondering what's happening with my other on-going story, let me tell you that I'm not dropping it, so you really don't have to worry about it, okay?

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