I gave a heavy groan...how did I get here? What happened to me?...and why am I in the middle of a dusty road of an unknown place?...those were the questions that rushed into mind when I woke up...fomr a heavy slumber. I decided to assess the situation, to see how bad it was...it turned out, I was brutally tortured...i was wearing tight leather pants, a studded belt, combat boots, a tattered cloak, a simple black t shirt ,and a tight leather jacket...all of the leather showed off my sculpted muscles, and the lean shape of my long body...i tipped my head back, to let the moonlight wash over my face, and make my skin seem almost transparent.

My hair, was dyed with the inks of night, and tipped with the crimson of blood. It was spikey, and stuck high in the air...i had three piercings in each air, and two lip rings. Oh, and I also had elbow length gloves. Though, there were many tears, rips, and holes in my clothing. Gashes layered over my chest, legs, back, collarbones, and a one long gash ran form y temple and too my jaw...just what in the hell happened to me?...each gash was a shimmering black with my dark red blood seeping from it...it was odd...why would a wound be black?...except from infection maybe...another odd thing was...there was bloodied feathers scattered all around me, as if I was a fresh fallen angel, and I had just been thrown down to earth from the heavens.

I was getting more utterly confused by the second...my lips parted as I let loose a scream of blood curdling agony...the pain racked my body, my back arching, my limbs rigid...the eye patch over my right eyes shifted ever so slightly...then, panting and covered in a light sheen of sweat, I collapsed back against the ground...another thing that twisted my brain, was that, I was neither a woman or a man...i just had the appearance of a man...i knew that my name was Kiminari Zakari, but...for some reason, I had two other names. My male name, Xavier, Blade, Kurosaki. And...some other name nagging at my thoughts like a begging dog, was...shadow Phantomade. it...was...just so fucked up.

My vision was flickering black and red when I heard footsteps of two boots upon the pavement...

~zero's POV~

the first thing I smelled when I stepped onto the long deserted road was the thick scent of a bleeding human...it was an odd, intriguing scent, that overwhelmed my sense, and took a hold of my vampire thirst, making my throat burn unbearably. I growled low in my throat, my fangs lengthening...damn that Kaname Kuran...i really wanted to rip his heart out with my fingers at times...just so I could see him slide to the ground, his eyes wide with the shock of death...as I walked further along the path, the stronger the delicious scent became...oddly, the scent, was neither male, or female...almost a mix of both, or just neutral, I frowned in confusion...deciding it might turn out to be dangerous, I slid my hand into my pocket, and curled my fingers around bloody rose.

My now blood red eyes flickered in the dim light of the shining moon. My footsteps echoed through the air as I got closer. Only then did I see the limp body upon the ground. I slid bloody rose back into its rightful pocket. I knelt down next to to the form. I blinked slowly at a piercing sapphire blue eye that met mine...the other eye was covered in an eye patch...i frowned in confusion again. Who was this man?...or person?...or maybe creature of the night?...i groaned, and not wanting to be a total jack ass, I picked up the limp body into my arms, and turned towards the direction of the academy...and began to run as if a pack of hell hounds were nipping at my heels with their venomous fangs.