BLOODMOON HUNT
AU
This fanfic was writen for non-profit reasons.
Contains cross-over with Crimson spell.
After a vote, majority leaned for mpreg, sorry for those who are squeamish about it, I'll keep it mild as possible.
Edited version.
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Prologue
The long shadows of the pine forest shrouded the entrance of a cave, its crumbled hill appearance made it inconspicuous to a passing wanderer, but was home to most elusive species of vampire; the cave dwelling vampires. Secluded from the rest of the world these folks resided in the inner sanctums of the Earth, only feeding on wildlife when necessary, not all vampires saw humans as food. A long time ago they once made the upper land their home, they settled nicely in wooden houses and practiced a religion that encouraged peace and harmony. They offered a warm reception to humans as well and bonded with a few, prompting a protective stance against other vampires who sought to consume human life. However the emphasis of benevolence in a society eventually led them to ruin, for their lack of military power and wealth left them exposed to those who yearn to conquer or inflict violence. This drove them into hiding where they had found a safe haven underground, with a few humans joining their company. From there onwards the cave dwellers chose a life of isolation and secrecy.
But after several centuries, their tranquillity was rudely disrupted when an invasive species of land vampires, so called 'the Silverbloods' discovered their existence and decided to include them in their sordid hunt that occurred in time when the full moon transitioned to a colour of blood. During this period, man or woman, one by one would be snatched away and forced into marital rituals before being branded as their spouse. This ancient hunt was known as the Bloodmoon Hunt. It was a game of spousal selection, or to say kidnap, and would begin once the night started and finish when the sun dawned to cease their nocturnal hunting. It was believed that consummation during this phenomenon would grant them everlasting blessing in their marriage. Ten days until the next hunt commences. The cave dwellers had already sealed their entrance shut tight with boulders, barring anybody from entering. A secret backdoor was prepared in case of an emergency evacuation. They were a tad confident in their defence against the participants this time, unlike the previous hunt where their defences were so easily broken in to.
The founder and leader of the Silverbloods was no other than Asami Ryuichi. The vampire lord was greatly feared, yet revered at the same time, his name wielded power and influence across the globe and he had earned a legion of loyal followers in his domain, large enough to form an empire, which later expanded to an entire country. He was also single but had never shown interest to the hunt but he would allow his followers to take part in it. He had no need for a spouse, the man was too delved in his duties with maintaining order. But aside from this, Asami had the ability to manipulate others and bend them over to his will, except for one colony thus far…the cave dwellers, his closest neighbour and nicknamed by other vampires as the 'bat' people. Rumours claim that these cave dwellers hung upside down when they slept, this was proven to be incredibly false.
Asami disliked these cave dwellers for many reasons. The first was their persistent disapproval of human blood consumption since the Silverbloods sought to greedily consume it. In protest, they would graffiti the outskirts of his city and send flying pigs over his castle wall with a sign written: 'Bacon is tasty not humans'. The second was their inability to integrate with his society or come to a formal agreement about anything to improve their diplomatic relationship. And the last and foremost was lies! The cave dwellers were sly creatures, always sneakily eluding from his pursuing men once they had committed a petty crime. They would use fresh animal fur, mud and leaves to mask their scent. Therefore Asami's men could not pin point to the exact culprit since the dwellers would always deny their involvement. It was obvious it was one of them but Asami did not view them as a threat, rather a pest to his patience. He could easily smite their colony but to rage battle on cave 'bats' and risk the lives of his soldiers while there were other hostile enemies such as werewolves and humans, fighting would be futile. A waste of time. Asami would just have to capitulate to their fulminating jabs, no matter how much it irritated him. No harm was generated, thus he needed no reason to eradicate them.
This year the cave dwellers were planning to take matters into their own hands, Silverblood or not, their resentment pushed them into devising a plan of retaliation. It was risky, but if it worked this could cancel the hunt.
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Day 0-The List
Sometime late at night not far from Asami's Castle.
"Okay Takaba. Looks good. And you smell like thin air. Remember the plan, Takato and I will create the distraction." Kou finished spraying a special perfume onto his friend. The fluid it contained took a lengthy period of three months to brew. Vampires have a sophisticated sense of smell, so to successfully infiltrate they needed to obliterate their pheromones. Cave dwellers were knowledgeable in the arts of alchemy but their practice remains hidden from outsiders.
Akihito was dressed in an exquisite robe representative of the Victorian Era. Its fabric colour was dark red but warm like wine and its collar was high and parted in the middle, giving definition to his narrow jaw. Below his neck, frills of white lace were spread and hung fashionably, his wrist sleeves were buttoned over his grey silk gloves and he wore brown leather boots that blended well with his evening attire.
"Okay you got the sheep settled?" Akihito asked as he placed on top a black cloak to temporarily cover his outfit. The three were hidden behind an abandoned stable, its dilapidated structure and overgrown weeds made it an ideal location to rendezvous in secret.
"Yup." Takato clicked his tongue and offered a tasty forb to a sheep that was about to bleat.
"Then lets hope this works." Akihito respired in a deeply before pulling a hood over his head. He moved quickly across the fields and towards the castle wall, security was on high alert but after years of reconnaissance the cave dwellers had located a few blind spots that would enable them to sneak through undetected. Akihito swung a grappling hook attached to a rope in circles before casting it over the stone wall. He then tugged it a few times to make sure it was secure enough to handle his weight. Climbing over with the nimble limbs of cat he leaped and plopped down onto the other side, landing safely in the garden hedges, creating a soft rustle. Akihito spied at the entrance of the gothic castle through the gaps of the bushes. The affluent men and woman were conversing so heartily like there was no suffering in the world as they ambled inside. Today held a ball, it was an annual event Asami would host in celebration of the founding of his empire. It was this day that all nations had recognised him as the official ruler of the East. Only VIPs were invited to this event, Akihito was posing as a male aristocrat that was supposedly attending, but he won't be, not for a while at least. The man was assailed on his way by cave dwellers whom had disguised themselves as werewolves. If any accusations were to be made, it maybe directed to the dogs…maybe. Though Akihito wouldn't mingle with the guests per se, he needed at least some backup source to prove his invitation.
Removing his cloak, Akihito made sure the coast was clear before he emerged from the bush, patting away the leaves that clung to his robe then fixing his hair. Akihito saw a chance in sneaking through and immediately tailgated behind an overweight guest who was surrounded by a harem of woman, their voluptuous curves and exposed thighs had Akihito staring for a moment before he shook himself out of his thoughts. Due to his smell being masked and overpowered by the females aromatic perfume he slipped past their radar without arousing suspicion. He sighed in relief when he made it past security. Now it was time to find the list. The vampire lord would be occupied by his guests, giving him time to raid through his property.
Akihito sauntered past the guests gossiping amongst each other, giving those who made eye contact with him a brief smile before walking away. Classical music was being played in the background and the instruments strummed a beautiful tune throughout the chandelier lit hallways. The castle had a palatial interior typical of vampire lord. The carpets were laid in blood red, creepy gargoyles cornered the ceiling and a central staircase greeted the enterer. However it won't be long until someone would take an interest in him, so he set about to make an excuse in order to avoid being drawn into a conversation. Akihito took a glass of wine off a waiter's platter, pretending to sip before turning and purposely bumping himself into a stranger and spilling a little on his robe, the two exchanged apologies and Akihito excused himself away from the party in search of a quieter place. Golden eyes followed him from the level above, scrutinising the unfamiliar presence that was wandering about. Akihito waited for his friends to give the signal before he would proceed deeper into the castle. At any moment it should happen, the boy swallowed in anticipation.
Boom, Crack, Sizzle.
"Baaaaaaaa! Ba! Baaah!"
A herd of panic-stricken sheep scampered into the ballroom without warning. Small firecrackers were attached to their ankles, popping simultaneously and emitting a loud crack, this induced a hysterical reaction from the sheep and it drove them straight into the guests. The band stopped playing and the hall was soon replaced by a raucous of sheep baaing and people shrieking— with the women screeching being the most piercing to the ear. The sheep, once bunched, were now scattered all over the ballroom, creating a scene of chaos where multiple guests were seen knocked over by a charging sheep, pushed by others, slipping from wine spillage, or having their elegant dresses brushed up and revealing the fine panties beneath it. The castle guards who were dressed in black robe-like uniforms, abandoned their stations to contain the maddening outbreak. They attempted to shepherd them to one side by waving their arms but the sheep were overwhelmed by fear and responded with fight or flight when cornered.
Lord Asami Ryuichi, the oldest vampire and leader watched in shame at the humiliating sight that was bound to hurt his reputation. His dark eyebrows furrowed and eyelids narrowed furiously. This was the worst prank inflicted on him. Now he had to endure the ignominy of apologising to his honoured guests. After that he would need to reprimand the cave dwellers, maybe this time even threaten them. His thoughts then shifted to the blond stranger that he had never met in person, Asami had a keen eye for memorising those he'd encounter. Though it seems that the handsome trespasser had already vanished from the scene. This was interesting. The vampire lord decided to follow after him while his men tried to neutralize the mayhem.
Akihito rummaged around Asami's office room, he opened every cabinet that existed in his reach, flicking through the piles of paper and skimming through the text before dumping the irrelevant documents back in its place. Time wasn't on his side and he needed to fasten his search, he ducked towards the wooden desk and pulled open a drawer where he had found a small rectangular box inside, he mumbled a prayer underneath his breath while rubbing his hands together eagerly. Its casing had a lock to its design so Akihito withdrew a lock pick from his pocket and stuck it in the hole before twisting it until he heard a click. Success. Akihito had unlocked the case. His eyes lit as he saw a golden paper, as he unfold it in his hands he let out a silent yes and squealed euphorically within.
He had found the list.
Tracing over the names with his finger, he counted to a total of twenty-four Silverbloods participating in the bloodmoon hunt. Akihito needed to retain this list and show it to his father — the chieftain of the cave dwelling vampires. Before leaving Akihito replaced the list with a personal note of his own before closing it. Now it was time to escape while he had the chance. Akihito unlocked the window latch and positioned himself ready to jump down...that was when the door swung open. The vampire lord had come and his eyes lit up in surprise at the intruder in his private office. Akihito shot a cheeky wink and a protruding tongue at the older vampire before leaping down. He landed safely on his feet, thanks to his racial ability. Was Lord Asami going to pursue after him? He hoped not. Akihito sprinted away and did an aerobic flip over the blocking shrubs. While the guards scrambled about the front courtyard to remove the sheep from the castle, Akihito was able to walk through their unguarded gates. Now out of the danger zone he regrouped with his friends behind the stable.
"You got the list?" Kou and Takato paced to Akihito excitedly. The boy waved the paper with a wide grin of success in front of his friends.
"Nice! Woohoo, we did it!" The three rejoiced as they jumped into a group hug. "Now we can start planning on who to target to stop the hunt."
"But first we must get back." Akihito placed the list safely in his pocket, they then hurried back to inform their people of the good news.
Back in Asami's private office.
Kirishima entered the room to find his sire seated behind his desk with a faint smirk. His gaze remained fixed on the paper Akihito had placed in his case. "Lord Asami, the sheep have been removed and your guests are about to leave. Is everything alright?"
"It appears I've found the bat responsible for sending me such a gift." Asami planted the paper on his desk and slid it towards his loyal servant. The secretary downcast his eyes to examine the material. He laughed inwardly after seeing the childish drawing of a scrumptious pig with angel wings and sharp fangs.
"What will you have me do? Did you want me to send out—"
"Not yet." Asami interrupted. The older vampire rose from his seat and adjusted the inner side of his leather coat. "I have another idea, lets do a bit of scouting first shall we?"
"Scouting? But we already have eyes on their doorstep."
"Think Kirishima, do you believe this was the work of my foes or some cave bat."
"I see." Kirishima understood what his master was conveying.
Just as Asami was about to leave his office to apologise to his discontented guests he glanced to Kirishima for a favour. "One more thing, have my servants prepare my belongings for a hunt."
The secretary scratched his head confusedly as Asami left. "What hunt?"
Bloodmoon Hunt?