So this crack-like fic came to me VERY early in the morning one morning. It came to me when my friend decided to text me at four (I use my phone as an alarm clock), to say something, which I have already forgotten by now. But anyways, I was pretty mad.

So admist the irritating blinking red light of my phone, I pushed myself up off my bed and grabbed the damned device. As the red light shone down, it hit the cover of my Vampire Knight manga and Zero's handsome face. So immediately came to mind, vampire hunters, vampires, other stuff, and cats. (Why cats? I honestly don't know. I'm allergic to them... -.-). Anyways, I slept in like every teenager, and among my math and science, I wrote this.

Here is my first Vampire Knight story. I apologize profusely if it's bad. xD It takes place in chapter 70-71 in the manga, but I know that everything's going to play out a lot differently, so just... disregard my story as true. Or whatever. LOL. Now, I will end my bumbling stupid talk.

Anyways, Vampire Knight belongs to Hino Matsuri.

So please, enjoy!

A young Vampire Hunter comes to Cross Academy on the basis that she will be the new prefect for the new Night Class. Already aware of her job alongside Zero, she attends the Academy in hopes of finding peace amongst the creatures who had murdered her family so long ago. However, she finds her life becomes increasingly more tough as she becomes trapped in a dangerous and sensual love triangle, one she never expected. Will she go for the stranger whom she admired for so many years, or her senpai, a man who had protected her and cared for her for so long?

As difficulties arise and emotions become tangled, she finds herself questioning her morals and her own heart. Until, she realizes, that the cause of her distress in the past is much closer to home, and that perhaps, she isn't as safe as she had originally thought.

So that was the summary (everything bolded). I decided to put it with the prologue because if it is it's own little thing, it becomes bothersome. Here's the prologue.

The fire burnt higher, higher… Like a magnificent pyre that touched the heavens, the flames were like the wings of a phoenix spreading open, casting its judgment upon the lowly members of the household.

Amidst the chaos and destruction, a young girl sprinted through the halls. Her eyes were wide with fear and anxiety as she screamed out, "Otou-san, oka-san" again and again.

The rooms blazed; the heat was sweltering. She couldn't breath… And yet,

"Otou-san! Oka-san!"

Her feet carried her to the sitting room downstairs. Through the inferno, she could make out her parents sitting there, backs facing her, posture straight. Feeling slight relief, the girl allowed herself a small smile as she stepped forwards into the room. But why were her parents just sitting there?

"Otou-san, oka-san…" Her voice cut off as both the figures slumped over in the chairs, collapsing to the ground. Blood spilled down the wooden legs, pooling on the ground. So much red…

So much red…

In the middle of the fire stood a young woman. Unnaturally beautiful, the woman seemed an angel as the flames danced upon her face and the pale blue of her gentle eyes. Yet, the tiny girl could see the blood that trickled down her fingers; dripped to the ground. Blood rimmed her lips. No, no…

She couldn't have…

"Come here, little girl," she beckoned, reaching out towards her. "What an adorable child you are; come, let's play."

The flames suddenly blazed higher.

With a scream, the girl whirled, sprinting down the halls, towards the main door. From the corner of her eye, she could see the angel chasing her; those maddened blue eyes…

"No!"

Tripping, the girl was sent sprawling across the marble floor. Pain flared in her arm; had she broken it? Blood seeped from the wound… The flames were burning higher and higher… The heat was scorching… She could feel her skin burning… It was getting harder to breath, to see. She was going to die…

And suddenly, she felt herself rushing through the cold, Fall night, past the dying trees; the dancing gold-and-red leaves as they fell to the ground below. Arms held her tightly - they were so warm, like the tender embrace of her otou-san or oka-san… Looking up, she saw a shock of maroon-hair; blank ice-blue eyes, filled with determination… Tilting her head slightly upwards, she instinctively sniffed.

A vampire? Saving her?

"Don't worry," a quiet voice whispered. "You're safe now."

And with that, unconsciousness enveloped her like a cocoon as she fell into the open arms of the blackness.

When she next awoke, she found herself staring up into concerned gazes of Yagari Toga, of Takamiya Kaito, of Kiryu Zero, and of Cross Kaien. Her arm had been tightly bound, dressings covered her head… She felt hot, but oddly cold. Pain flared in her arm, and she resisted screaming as she clamped her lips tightly closed. Voices swirled around her; an indistinguishable muddle of words.

Who had her savior been?

Blackness surrounded her once more as she disappeared under the smothering shadows.

I couldn't really say I always wanted to be a Vampire Hunter. Truthfully, I actually wanted to be a doctor. That's always been a dream of mine, ever since I was young. That feeling of accomplishment when you aid someone… that feeling of giving and helping purely out of the heart's content… that's what had always made me happy.

But I guess dreams are always meant to remain as dreams.

And besides, I was the daughter of a very distinguished Vampire Hunter family: the Ikemizu's. Was it not in my lineage to become a Vampire Hunter? Of course it was. Yet, the reason I became one was not purely out of my family's wishes; it was for retribution. I still feel the heat of the fire… I still vividly remember my parent's dead bodies; that woman. How could I forget? Such memories have been ingrained into my mind, unforgotten.

But I also fought because of my mysterious savior. His maroon-hair, ice-blue eyes… It's always intrigued me to why a vampire would save a Vampire Hunter; perhaps there was a hidden meaning to it? But he hadn't bit me, from what I knew. So why…?

For twelve long years, my questions have remained unanswered. For twelve years, I have trained and trained until, finally, I can gain back what I had lost. But I'm always filled with a fear - when my mission is complete, what will I do with my life? Could I become a doctor? I would certainly not continue hunting vampires - whenever I kill one of them, I can't help but think of that vampire that had saved me so many years ago. To kill… It goes against my morals. But as a Vampire Hunter, do I have any? We live on the basis that all vampires are bad; but are they? What about my savior? What about those who wish for a peaceful existence?

I'm torn between my thoughts and my decisions. I hate killing, but it is my duty. The only reason why I live is to finally gain back retribution for my family. I execute all those vampires so I can finally find that woman, but each kill makes me think of my rescuer, and the thought of him makes me indecisive. He's a vampire too. So can vampires be good? Or are they all bad, filled with deceit and bloodlust?

The car rumbles along the gravel pathway, until finally, it breaks through the shade of the forest. Ahead of me, I see a massive stone building, welcoming me, beckoning me, and yet terrifying me nonetheless. We drive past two iron gates, and the car stops in the front of the building. Up ahead, I see a familiar face, one reminiscent of my past.

The car door opens. I slip out.

Nervousness fills me. Here I am, at the infamous Cross Academy, home to the Night Class and the Day Class; perhaps home to my vanquisher and my savior? I keep a straight face; I cannot show my unease. And yet, as I step into my new life, I can't help but think that perhaps, somehow, my uncertainties will be solved. Somehow, my questions will be answered.

Who knows? I take a step forwards; the stones feel oddly nostalgic underneath my heels.

A voice calls my name. "Ran!"

The beginning's a little... abstract. Sorry! But hopefully, it's enjoyable? And hopefully she's not a Mary-Sueish character; I try to make my OC's not like that. -.- But if she is, don't be afraid to tell me. Haha.

And my interest in the 'Pearl Pagoda' and 'Gotcha' has sort of died... So I'll try to update later?

Anyways, please R&R! :) Thanks you!

I will attempt to update as soon as possible, but I'm terrible at writing things because I have the attention span of a five-year-old (seriously).