Chapter 1
ATTENTION: This is a remake of Fanged Immortal. I didn't like the way I wrote it before so I have redone it. The modified version is much better. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Koenma or the Detectives
AN: Rated PG-13 for language and future events
I am a full-blooded vampire and one hundred percent immortal. My immortal side waters down some of the effects of being a vampire. I don't have such a great blood lust for humans as normal vampires do but I love demon blood. I can jump very high and stay in the air for some time, but I cant call it flying because it isn't. I can also move very fast, like be in one place then appear in another in a matter of seconds.
How I came to crave demon blood is an important part to tell in this story because it is what causes my demise. But in order to tell that part, I will first have to tell of how I became a vampire…but before I became a vampire I became an immortal. Without my immortal side, I would have died instead of turning into a vampire.
The first sixteen years of my life was spent as a normal human being. I lived in Japan with a loving family, good school, many friends and such. One day, I was walking home from school and I had to pass an alley. I passed it every day but for some reason, that day, it felt different. Curious, I walked down the alley. Before I knew it, I fell and ended up in a place of complete darkness and emptiness. There was nothing there. I was confused because I had never heard of things such as other worlds and portals leading to them. I spent a year wandering in that darkness with no food or water but the strange thing was…I never wanted either. When I got back to my own world by falling though another portal, I discovered that my parents had killed themselves out of despair. My friends had wiped me from their minds because they didn't want what happened to my parents to happen to them. When I showed up on the doorstep of my best friend's house, she didn't recognize me. It was then that I had started to hate the human race. Out of my own despair I went to the same alley I had disappeared in. I spend weeks there, lying in the spot where I had fallen but no one came to me and I didn't disappear again. I had cried enough tears that would last for a lifetime.
One night, when I was laying down, staring up into the starlight sky, feeling the moon pull me, someone came to me. It was a boy, man, guy. I don't know what to call them when they are around eighteen years old, they don't have a true label, but anyways. He knelt down by me, his black bangs handing in his face. His red eyes were comforting and enticing in a wonderful way. He smiled at me and took my hand and helped me up. He pulled me close to him and held me. I had no more tears left in me and I was thankful because I didn't want to cry all over him. After that night, I never saw him again. But he helped me in a way that no one else would. He game me hope and one day, I knew that I was going to see him again and then I would thank him.
Some time after my depression stage in the alley, I had found a job, an apartment, but I still kept my distance from people, meaning that I would not let anyone get emotionally near me. Though, at times when I felt alone, I would go back to the alley and remember the way he held me. Other times when I was feeling angry or restless, I would go to one of the many clubs. I never drank anything so it was inexpensive…life for me, in general was inexpensive, I never had to buy food or drinks because I didn't need it. Well, continuing with the story, I was feeling restless one night so I went to my favorite club. It was one set at the outskirts of Tokyo. It was very dark in the place and I loved it. I had gotten used to the darkness in the other realm. I was dancing, switching from unfamiliar partner to the next. Well, I was dancing with one, and he saw that I was a little out of it. One of the guys I had danced with previously, had bought me a drink and a very strong one at that. Well, this new dance partner danced me all the way to the back of the club and there I was pushed into a room which was filled with candles and smoke. Not cigarette smoke, I might add. I never did find out what it was. I was confused at first but then I was pushed down onto the floor. They were all bending down, getting on their hands and knees, men and women. It was then that I saw the fangs and passed out.
When I awoke the next morning, I was very dizzy. Almost all of the blood was out of my body. There were fang marks all over me, in my neck on my arms and shoulders, and on my wrists. My clothes were in tatters an my hair was very messed up. I went home and took a shower, called my boss and told him that I was sick and that I would have to take about two days off, then I went to sleep. I slept for the two days and during that time I had completely healed. I knew what was going to happen to me. I was going to become a vampire and drink blood. The though made me gag but I knew that there wasn't anything I could do to prevent it.
A couple of years went by during that time my vampire instincts came into existence and I had started to use them. Also, people started to notice that I wasn't aging. Wanting to ward off all suspicion, I decided to move to another part of Japan and I did. There, I found a blood monger whose name was Toshio. All I had to do, was steal things for him and in return he would give me blood. It worked out all right until one day. I went to his place and found that he wasn't there. I needed the blood and I had the gems that he had wanted so I put those on the table and searched through the house. There was no blood in any of the cabinets or under the floor boards or in the attic. There was nothing, no trace that he had even been in the house for a month. I only go to his place once every two months. I went into his bedroom and even looked in his mattress. I didn't expect to find anything but I got a surprise. Hidden in a small pouch in the mattress was a small purple crystal tied to a string. It looked interesting so I took it. Thievery had grown on me and I didn't care what I stole anymore. As I walked home, I swung it in circles. The moonlight reflected off the crystal and cast purple lights on the ground. I was looking at the lights on the ground when suddenly there was a blur and everything went out of proportion. I closed my eyes and when I opened them I was in another world. There were creatures looking at me fiercely and when I opened my mouth to say something, I was attacked. I jumped out of the way and when another one came after me. This time, I jumped up very high and directed myself at the other side of the street or whatever it was and landed there in a crouched feline position. I snarled at them and this made some of them back off. I felt many tingles in my brain and then I was surprised when a ball of something, no idea what it was, headed my way. But I knew that it wasn't something good because it exploded when it hit the ground. I am so glad that I had mastered my moving abilities. I dodged a bunch of attacked but I got scratched up some, though, I hardly felt it. One of the demons lunged at me and pinned me to the ground. He then bent down and whispered in my ear that I should act as if I was defeated and he would get me out of this situation.
I complied. He then got off me and pulled me up and held me by the arm. He laughed and told the others that he claimed me as his slave. The demons looked taken aback but didn't come after me anymore. The youkai then led me out of the town and to a great mansion. He then showed me to a large bedroom.
"You can clean up here. There are some clothes in the closet over there. Oh, and there is a bath house right outside, you can leave through the door over there. When you are done, come to the kitchen, we passed it on the way over here," he said as he looked at me.
Once he had left, I just sat on the bed in a daze. Wow…
AN: I know that I said that I was going to explain why she had the blood lust, but it just didn't work out. I hope that you liked this one more than the other one and that you will review. Don't worry, the next chapter will be out before the weekend, probably. I will do my best.
