A/N: Yes, I know it's been about three months since I last published. I'm blaming that on my computer and incredibly frustrating internet. And my procrastination. And all the school-work and extracirricular(sp?) activities I'm in after school. And, of course, how I get a lot of math homework.

Dislaimer: No, I do not own Vampire Knight, and chances are, I never will. If I did, would I be writing fanfictions on the internet instead of drawing the manga? Probably not. I might, but I'd rather draw than write any day XD

Anyways, on with the story!


The Hunter's Attack (Voice)

"Who-?" I stammered, still stunned. I had been through vampire attacks, mostly from level E's, betrayals by other members of the organization, and punishments from him, the man that we all followed, that we were all loyal to. Not many things surprised me anymore, at least not for long, but this one did. "Who are you?" I asked, trying to keep the shock out of my voice. It didn't work.

The hunter gave me a weird look, but I couldn't tell what it meant. "You don't deserve to know, bloodsucker!" he bit out, his angry tone contradicting the expression on his face as he pulled the trigger on his gun.

That snapped me out of my initial shock, and I ducked down. The glowing anti-vampire symbol whipped through the air, only a few inches from the top of my head. I rushed at the hunter, pushing him into a tree. He hit the trunk softly, as if not much force had been put into the shove. Now, since I was closer, I could get a better look at his face. The human hunter had light, icy blue eyes and dark brown hair that was a little long, almost touching the base of his neck in the back. It was slightly ruffled, and stuck to his face because of the rain. His skin was slightly tanned, but still fairly light, though not pale; just a creamy, slightly dark ivory. "Why are you attacking me?" I demanded, pulling out my gun.

The hunter merely laughed. "Don't bother; that won't hurt me." I clenched my jaw, knowing he was right. My gun was designed to kill vampires, not humans. It wouldn't have any effect on a human like him. I wondered why we even had weapons like this; ones that did nothing to humans. On one hand, we wouldn't accidentally harm an innocent humans. On the other, we had no real weapon in rare times like this.

"I can still hit you with it until you pass out," I retorted, thinking of it as I said it. It didn't sound like such a bad idea, actually, and made me stifle a small laugh.

"Whatever, bloodsucker," the hunter said, shrugging casually, seemingly unfazed by the comment and the stifled laughter. "I don't think you can do it."

"Wanna bet?" I hissed, bringing my gun down on the hunter's head. He held up a hand, blocking it.

"You're pretty weak for a bloodsucker," the hunter said, clearly enjoying this.

"Shut it!" I shouted. "And stop calling me a bloodsucker!" I closed my mouth, glancing around. We were at the edge of a neighborhood full of humans who most likely didn't know anything about vampires except for the ridiculous myths about us.

"Bloodsucker," the hunter repeated, an amused smile on his face. I narrowed my eyes at the insult, slamming a fist down on the hunter's stomach. He winced, but otherwise didn't seem to acknowledge the punch.

"Stop calling me that!" I screamed, slapping the hunter's cheek. This time, he flinched. His eyes glared down at me, livid, and he pushed me away from him. I fell back, hitting the ground as ungracefully as that level E I fought did. "Why are you attacking me?" I asked again, determined not to let him avoid the question and get away with it, like last time.

"Because I'm a vampire hunter," he replied, taking a step forward, "and I'm supposed to get rid of junk like you."

I darted forward, aiming a kick at the hunter's shoulder. He tried to jump back, but apparently forgot that he was right up against a tree, and the boot covering my foot hit the upper part of his arm. Hard. He stumbled sideways, away from the impact, and nearly slipped on the wet road.

"Yeah?" I bit out. "Well, I'm not trash. I'm not a bloodsucker; at least not your definition of one, and I'm not one of the ones you're supposed to be taking care of. I'm a hunter." I brought out my gun, attempting to hit him on the head with it as revenge for those insults. Unfortunately, something had to stop me.

A hand reached out, grabbing my wrist before it could hit the hunter's head. I sighed, recognizing who was responsible for delaying my precious revenge immediately. "What are you doing here, Rizuru?"

Rizuru chuckled lightly, pulling my hand back from the hunter. I resisted at first, then let him do so unwillingly. "Trying to stop you from beating up innocent humans, of course."

"That," I said curtly, nodding towards and pointing my finger at the hunter, "is definitely not an innocent human. He attacked me first. I had to defend myself." The human hunter tensed, glancing back and forth between me and Rizuru cautiously. Now it was two against one; if we attacked him - which we probably wouldn't now - the fight wouldn't be in his favor.

"I know," Rizuru said simply. He turned to the hunter. "Who are you?"

The hunter glowered at Rizuru, clearly not trusting him, even a little though he had saved him from a possible injury or concussion. "I'm not telling you!" he growled, pointing his gun at Rizuru and me. "Stupid bloodsuckers!" A shot fired through the air, and we both ducked out of the way. The hunter took this opportunity to run off into the woods surrounding the hideout.

I took a step forward, attempting to run after him, but Rizuru grabbed my arm, stopping me. "What are you doing?" I told him. "We have to go after that jerk!"

Rizuru shook his head, his pale, lank brown hair moving slightly, then stopping at his shoulders. "No. Let's get back to the hideout."

I gritted my teeth, but nodded, knowing there was no way to argue with Rizuru and win. "Fine," I said. But I'm getting my revenge on that pathetic jerk, I added silently. Rizuru nodded, and walked back to the hideout. I followed behind him reluctantly, my arms crossed over my chest.

Luckily, no one seemed to notice how late I was. I took that as a very good sign, and let out a relieved sigh. "Did he get mad?" I asked Rizuru.

Rizuru didn't even have to ask to know who I was talking about. "Not yet. Actually, I think he'll be more angry at me for just running off like that. At least you have a good excuse, taking down an extra level E and being ambushed by some random hunter."

"Yeah…" I muttered. Then something crossed my mind. "How come that hunter was human? I thought only vampires like us hunted level E's."

Rizuru sighed. "I don't know," he said truthfully. "A long time ago, there were humans who hunted vampires because they had some of their strength and such. They were called vampire hunters, like us. But a while ago, they disappeared. We all think they died out or something, but no one knows for sure."

"Really?" I said. "Then why didn't any tell me this before?"

"Because barely anyone knows about them now," Rizuru replied. "They're just a faded memory. We're here, and we're the new vampire hunters simply because they disappeared." The last part wasn't as true as the rest was, though, because apparently, they didn't all disappear.

"Huh," I muttered. "Weird, how they just disappeared, and I happened to see one by coincidence."

"Just don't tell anyone, okay?" Rizuru told me, trying to end the conversation right there and then, I guess.

I nodded, though my smirk might have given away what I was thinking. "Of course I won't, Rizuru."

"Liar," Rizuru said casually. "Come on, Mikira. Keep this quiet."

I sighed. "Yeah, sure," I drawled. Besides, who was going to believe me, anyway? Humans who hunted vampires and somehow disappeared? Even I was tempted not to believe it, and I had living proof.

"Good." And with that, Rizuru left. I yawned, stretching. Glancing at one of the few windows in the main room of the hideout, I saw soft orange and faded pink in the sky, contrasting against the dark green pine trees in front of it. The sun was going to rise soon, which meant it was "night," - day for the regular humans.

"Good night," I said to no one in particular, walking up to my room. There was no one in the main room right now, which made me wonder why I had even said it in the first place. Something just drove me to it, I guess.

Good night, something spoke in my mind. And it wasn't my own thought.


A/N: I would just like to say that it is really hard to get to six thousand words in a story, so that is why I am typing everything out and instead of saying "I'm", I will use "I am", but only in these author's notes, not in the story. And I just had a bunch of chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and sprinkles, and it tasted good :D

The next chapter will be up shortly. I forgot that I already had this chapter entirely typed up, but did not publish it yet: I thought I did, so I spent my time working on the third chapter. Oops, sorry!^^"

Well, at least now you'll get two chapters for the price of one!