What the hell was going on? Syaoran's brain was spinning with confusion, struggling to understand what on earth the woman was talking about. The Night World? It sounded like some title of a crappy vampire flick.

What was this? Some sick joke?

Who the hell would pull a prank like this?

And then the thirst for blood...

Seeing his distress, Sakura smiled kindly. "Why don't we go inside? It will be more comfortable there."

It was then that Syaoran remembered that they were sitting on cold stone pavement.

"Uh-okay..." he replied.

She stood gracefully and held her hand out to him, but he flat out ignored it and stood on his own. Who the hell was this woman? Did she seriously think she could bite his neck and then act like she hadn't done anything?

He eyed her warily, and if she noticed, she didn't show it. Instead, she turned and headed inside the castle, walking with grace. The way she held herself and walked showed that she was a woman who could take care of herself, and Syaoran got an unusual vibe about her. She was dressed so extravagantly, so he guessed she must be someone of great importance.

His attention then flicked to the plush red carpet on the floor and the tall arched windows. Paintings hung on the walls, all of various men and women and children. They were all beautiful and it was hard not to stare at the surrounding extravagance.

Before he knew it, they were standing outside a door and Sakura gently opened it, walking in with Syaoran behind. He spotted a blonde girl standing by the window that led to a balcony, and she too had an odd vibe.

"Please, have a seat." Sakura gestured to the plush couch.

The room was decorated in white and gold, and a very ornate chandelier hung from the roof. He took a seat, still observing the room.

Sakura sat down across from him, "Akiho, could you please make us some tea?"

"Yes, my lady." The blonde woman replied and hurried to do as she was asked.

Sakura sat and waited, and silence engulfed them. What were they supposed to be doing?

"You must have a lot of questions. Feel free to ask me anything." Sakura spoke gently.

Syaoran didn't know where to begin. What should he ask first? It wasn't until the blonde, Akiho, placed their tea on the table in front of them that he finally decided on a question.

"What the hell do you mean by Night World?" he asked.

Sakura looked thoughtful, like she was thinking about it. "I suppose it's akin to an alternate dimension of sorts."

"What?"

"A more accurate description would be to look at it like two sides of the same coin." Sakura explained, "Time does flow faster here, however."

"Then what is this place? Why was I brought here-what the hell are you?" Syaoran blurted out.

Sakura lifted her teacup to her lips and took a sip before lowering it back onto the plate. "This castle was built thousands of years ago. It used to be owned by an old family who has died out. It's ideal for us because it can be summoned to any desired location." She replied.

"You're joking, right? That stuff isn't possible."

She looked at him sharply. "You've been whisked away to an alternate world and you believe that a castle that can be summoned whenever one chooses is impossible?"

He stayed silent. Satisfied, she nodded.

"It would be best if you stopped thinking of what would not be possible in the human realm being impossible here, as well. This side is not bound by the same rules as the human realm."

Syaoran blinked. "Human?"

"Yes, human."

"Then-What are...?"

Sakura smiled. "I'm sure you've already figured it out."

Syaoran swallowed hard as she watched him from where she sat. He was sure he could see amusement in her eyes.

"Vampires." He finally spoke.

"Very clever." She congratulated him. "However, you and I aren't like regular vampires."

Syaoran groaned. What did that mean?

"We're blue bloods. There are only a few of us left, but we are the rulers of the vampire clans. We're pure blood vampires and our powers are far more terrifying than those of a regular vampire." Sakura continued.

Syaoran only felt more confused. But he was a human! Well, he was, anyway. Irritation started to settle in as more and more questions arose in his mind.

"As for why you were brought here-there's an old prophecy that a blue blood child born under a new moon will lead our people to victory in this war." Sakura added. "Your parents are both blue bloods."

Syaoran sat there with a look of disbelief. "I can't believe any of this. Do you just expect me to swallow your word for it?" he laughed, "You expect me to stay here against my will all because of a prophecy that's probably a load of shit?"

Sakura have him a piercing stare. "Being able to see the future is my family's specialty. And when we have a vision, it always-and I repeat, always-comes true."

"So what? What if I don't want to stay here? I was brought here against my will."

"If you think you can go back to the other side and pick up life where you left off, then you're a fool." Sakura spoke calmly but her words were icy. "If you stay here, you'll get the answers you're searching for. Such as why you were born a human and raised in that world." She added, "And your dreams, too."

"What are you saying?" he demanded.

Sakura sighed softly. "That there is a reason for everything."

Syaoran ran his fingers through his hair. "This is... too much to take in."

"That's understandable. Just know that you are not alone."

He looked up to see a sincere expression which was mirrored in her words. She truly meant that. But...he didn't know what to do. He was in a world he knew nothing about and suddenly had all of this information thrusted upon him. How did he know it wasn't a lie?

Just who were his parents, then? Was the man he knew to be his father even his father? He had to be-they looked exactly alike.

"Wait-you said a child born under the new moon. How do you know it's me, exactly?" he asked sceptically.

Sakura smiled gently. "Well, because you're exactly as my mother described, and you're the only blue blood to have been born under a new moon in... a very long time."

He sighed heavily. "You know more about me than I do."

"Yes."

"How?"

"I have dreams of the future. I said so just before."

"That can't be the only reason."

Sakura stayed silent and refused to say anything further on the matter as she drank her tea. A knock sounded at the door and Akiho answered it. Then, someone Syaoran recognised immediately stepped into the room.

"Ah, Eriol. Has everything been organised?" Sakura asked.

"Yes, My Lady." He replied.

"Good. I'll leave him to you, then." She said and then stood, "Good night."

Syaoran watched as she headed for a small staircase and then turned his attention back to Eriol.

"You look terrible." Eriol spoke.

"You don't say?" Syaoran snapped.

Eriol laughed. "Follow me, I'll show you to your new quarters."

"New quarters? What about my house?" Syaoran frowned.

"Oh, your belongings are already here. Same with your cat." Eriol shrugged.

Syaoran groaned and stood to follow Eriol. "So, you're a vampire too?"

"Yes."

"Why did you pretend to be a student then?"

Eriol laughed. "I would have thought that would be obvious."

Syaoran frowned. "You were sent to spy on me."

"Well, it was more to keep watch over you."

"Yes. Spying."

"If it helps, I do think of you as an actual friend. My first impression of you was that you were a little slow, but you're the sharpest person I know."

Syaoran stayed silent. He didn't know what to say or do. He was shocked to find out that his best friend was a vampire and so were his parents.

"Here we are." Eriol murmured.

Syaoran looked up to find they were standing in front of a set of double doors, much like the ones from Sakura's chambers. Eriol opened one of the doors and stepped inside, holding it open for Syaoran. Syaoran thanked him and looked around, surprised to see that the room was just as extravagant as Sakura's was.

"Your bed chambers is just up those stairs there."

Syaoran turned his head to where Eriol was pointing and spotted the small staircase. He nodded, and then a small squeaky meow sounded from his right. A familiar black fur ball came running towards him and brushed up against his leg.

He bent down to pick her up and Sora purred happily as he gave her attention.

"I guess I'll leave you be, then." Eriol said.

"Sure..."

Eriol turned and left, leaving Syaoran confused and anxious. With a sigh, Syaoran headed for the small staircase leading up to his room. It was large-nearly three times the size of his bedroom back at his house-and again there was a chandelier hanging from the roof. The room was decorated in neutral colours and gold, except for the curtains which were a dark green. A bedside table sat beside the ridiculously large bed and a chest of draws sat up against the wall.

There was a couch in the middle of the room and a coffee table. There was a fireplace in the corner of the room, alive with flame and warming the room.

Sora jumped down onto the green rug as he walked over to the chest of draws. Pulling one of the draws open, he found that all his clothes were indeed there. He felt his neck throb a little, reminding him of the feeling of Sakura's fangs in his neck.

It didn't take him long to find his sleepwear and he changed quickly before walking over to the bed. He was surprised to find that the mattress was very soft and comfortable. The bed itself could probably fit several people in it, and he had the huge bed all to himself. Sora meowed and jumped up onto the bed beside him. Well, he had to share with Sora.

"What the hell do I do Sora?" He murmured as he pet her.

Sora looked at him as if to say, "I don't know", and he smiled.

"Me neither." Syaoran replied, and then he slid beneath the warm blankets after turning out the lights.

...

Sakura lay in bed staring up at the roof, her mind wandering. She felt guilty about how they had ripped the man named Syaoran from the place he had called home and thrusted upon him something incomprehensible. It was selfish of them, but he was the child of prophecy and one way or another, whether he wanted to or not, he would save their people from being annihilated by the hunters.

She guessed that he was probably scared, and she didn't blame him. It would take a while for him to adjust, and if she could help the transition, then she wanted to. He needed to be able to trust someone, and maybe, just maybe she could trust him with everything.

She rolled onto her side.

She wondered why his parents had chosen to raise him as a human and not in the Night World as a vampire.

Was it because of the prophecy?

Her thoughts then flicked to Kei. She knew how angry he was that they had brought him into the night world. He didn't believe in the prophecy, but she knew that he would try to use Syaoran for his own gain and that worried her. She needed to protect Syaoran from Kei.

...

Syaoran woke feeling absolutely exhausted and very confused as he took in his surroundings. Light filtered in through the crack of the curtains, so he guessed it was morning. It took him a moment to remember everything from the night earlier. It hadn't been a dream.

He had been brought to a separate realm and turned into a vampire, and the beautiful vampiress had explained that it was to fulfil a prophecy. And to top it off, his best friend of the last two years had actually been a spy, sent to watch over him.

He groaned. A familiar black ball of fur jumped up beside him and nudged his face, demanding attention. He smiled and obliged her, scratching her behind the ear.

When she jumped off the bed, he sat up and stretched. He had no idea what he was supposed to do. His stomach then growled. Food was a good start, he decided.

Standing, he walked over to the chest of draws and pulled out a hunter green button up shirt and a pair of jeans to change into. Then, he found his shoes and put them on before walking over to the door, but not until Sora climbed up onto his shoulder and happily settled herself there.

He hesitated for a minute, then gently he opened it. He stepped out of his room, closing the door behind him, and then headed down the stairs only two find two people sitting, waiting for him.

They both looked up as he appeared; one was male and the other female, however they both had lavender coloured eyes and black hair. Briefly, Syaoran wondered if they were related. The woman had her long hair tied in a braid over her shoulder and she wore a lavender dress with sandals on her feet. The male instead wore a black suit with purple accents-he looked much like a butler. His eyes held a certain note of wisdom and mischief.

"Uh...hi?"

"Good morning, My Lord." The male replied.

Syaoran blinked with surprise. He wasn't expecting to be addressed in such a manner. "Who are you?" he asked.

This time it was the woman who spoke. "We are your retainers and attendants. My name is Tomoyo Daidouji, My Lord." She introduced herself.

"And I am Yuna D Kaito."

Syaoran cleared his throat. "It's a uh, pleasure to meet you."

"That's a cute cat. What's her name?" Tomoyo asked.

"Sora."

"That's a cute name-may I pet her?"

"No." Syaoran replied flatly.

Tomoyo looked a little disappointed but quickly regained her composure.

"Breakfast will be served soon in the dining hall. You will be joining Lady Sakura and Lord Kei." Tomoyo spoke.

"Okay." He was about to move to head for the door but stopped. "You're my retainers?"

"Yes." Yuna answered.

"Uh huh. Are you two related?"

"Not in the slightest." The two replied.

Syaoran nodded and then continued to the door. They followed him and seeing that Syaoran did not know where to go, they led him to the dining hall.

As they approached, Sakura was just about to head inside until she looked up and spotted them, choosing to wait for him. She was dressed in a beautiful ivory gown that showed off her soft gentle curves.

"Good morning." She greeted with a kind smile.

"Good morning." Syaoran replied.

"You're about to meet Lord Kei." She said, "He's not a pleasant man."

Great, he thought, just what he needed. She gave him a sympathetic smile before turning and heading inside. Eriol nodded to Syaoran and he followed Sakura in with Akiho, and Syaoran made a mental note to ask him about the place later.

Syaoran entered the dining hall to find a very large dining table in the middle. Sitting at the end was Kei, where he believed all leaders should sit, and a few seats down from him, Sakura stood at her chair. As Syaoran approached, he decided to sit across from Sakura. He turned to see where Tomoyo and Yuna were, finding they had stationed themselves against the wall like Akiho and Eriol. He looked around wondering where Kei's retainers were, seeing no one else in the room.

Kei stood as he came to a stop at his seat.

"Lord Kei, I would like you to meet Lord Syaoran." Sakura introduced.

Kei looked Syaoran over briefly-Syaoran guessed that he wasn't what he was expecting-and Kei raised his brow.

"So," He said, walking around the table slowly, "You're the famed child of prophecy."

"Kei." Sakura spoke with a warning note in her voice.

"Sorry Sakura, but I just don't see how a mere human could possibly lead an army. Look at him." Kei's voice was cold as ice.

Syaoran narrowed his eyes but Sakura looked furious. Syaoran got the feeling that Kei did not like him for whatever reason. If it was because his cat was hanging over his shoulder, he was sure Kei would live another day.

"You know Lord Syaoran is no longer human-I awakened his vampire blood, you know that as a fact. He is a blue blood like us-do not ostracise him!"

Syaoran was shocked at how furious she seemed to be for someone who was a stranger.

Kei snorted. "That may be, but he doesn't know our world or our rules. He will never be one of us. And he will never lead my armies."

Sakura glared furiously at Kei. Then, without another word, she took her seat and Kei did the same. Syaoran sat down feeling terribly underdressed in his jeans and shirt and stared at the table in front of him.

He looked up briefly making eye contact with Kei-he saw hatred and contempt in his cold dark eyes, and he didn't fully understand why.

Women dressed in black with veils that hid their identity brought their meals out to them. Syaoran made a note to ask either Eriol or Sakura about eating habits later-initially, he thought that vampires only drank blood to feed themselves, but that didn't seem to be the case here.

The women served them quietly, and briefly he looked up and made eye contact with the woman beside him. She almost immediately looked away, and something in Syaoran's mind was ringing alarm bells.

Hello everyone! Here is chapter two, as promised. Big thank you for the reviews, favourites and follows! I really wanted to do something different to the typical "human girl falls in love with hot vampire boy". lmao.

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