OK...This was typed the same as the first chapter of Yuki's POV so I basically have nothing to say here...except...I LOVE MY TWO CRUSHES FOREVER! WHY CAN'T YOU LOVE ME? WHY? OK...enough of that....Thx to everybody who inspires me and enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight.

Zero's POV

At first, there was nothing but the sensation of falling into a deep all emcompassing darkness. Then I felt the flames lick my body and unconsciously I cried out in pain. Something sharp dug into my flesh as I plummeted onto the ground.

I stood painfully to see around me an arid wind ravaged landscape of primarily reddish rock outcroppings and equally red sand.

Then, I saw them.

Men and women.

Everywhere.

Zillions of them.

Crying.

Bleeding.

Burning into eternity.

They were dressed in nothing basically, just filthy rags and scraps.

I stagered away from the people, their blatant suffering frightening me.

I walked into a flaming archway into a boiling hot room. At a brimstone desk was a hideous monster. A demon.

Check in, Zero...

I slowly walked up to the desk.

"Hhhhhhhheeeeeeellllllloooooo. Nnnnnnnnaaaaaaammmmmmeeeee?" The demons' voice grated on my ears.

I swallowed hard, but to my astonishment, no saliva was able to go down.

It's so hot here, no saliva can be produced, you idiot.

"Kiryu, Zero." I managed out.

The demon laughed hysterically.

"Aaaahhhhh...Yyyyeeeessss. Hhhhhheeeee wwwwwaaaaaasssss yyyyyyyoooooouuuuu. Tttttthhhhhhiiiiiissssss wwwwwaaaaayyyyyy."

The somewhat dragon looking creature slithered away from the desk and walked through another archway. I reluctantly followed. Inside the room he was leading me, were piles of blood stained body wraps. The demon bent down, picked one up, examined it, then threw it to me.

"Ttttttthhhhhiiiiisssss sssshhhhhooooouuuuullllddddd fffffffiiiiiittttttt yyyyyyyooooouuuuuu ."

He pointed me to a room with a curtain. He wanted me to change. I did what I was told. Behind the ripped curtain was a pile of rags in the fashion of the people outside.

Why am I acting this way? Why am I so obediant?

As my old clothes hit the floor, they burst into flames. I took a deep breath as I wrapped the skin around me. I walked out to face the demon.

"Tttttthhhhhhiiiiiissssss wwwwwaaaaaayyyyyy."

I followed him yet again into another room, this one quite smaller than the last. It smelled like burned flesh. It was made of the same rough hewn stone as the prior rooms and it had no window or furnishings; only a large metal chair in the middle of the room with coarse chains that probably served as arm restraints.

"Sssssssssiiiiiitttttttttt."

As I sat down, the arm restraints latched on to my wrists. I must of had a strange look on my face because the demon smiled at me and said,

" ."

A fire beam rose from the ground and a metal object was formed in the demon's hand. He slithered up to me and turned my head to the right. He looked inquisitive.

" ."

I tugged my head away.

"Don't touch me." I mummbled, barely above a low whisper.

A wicked smile formed on it's face as he release my face.

"."

The metal object was pointed towards me as stream or red light hit my arm.

"Ahhhhhh!" I cried out in pain as the lazer penetrated my skin.

My fist clenched shut and my veins became visable from my wrist. My arm muscles embraced the pain.

A bar code...He's putting a bar code on me.

The demon was forming numbers on my forearm. It laughed hysterically. I screamed at the pain. Sweat drops beaded down my face and chest.

" yyyyyyyyooooooouuuuuuu ggggggggooooooo."

I clenched my teeth together and shut my eyes. I felt the arm bands release. I opened my eyes and stood up quickly, automatically rubbing my arm absent-mindedly. It burned. The demon pointed me towards a door. I walked over, rather clumsily, and opened it. A bright, red light greeted my face, along with the loudest screams and wails I ever heard. I shielded my eyes from the horror.

" hhhhhhhhheeeeeeelllllllll, . !"
His mechanical laughter filled the bloody air as he pushed me out the door.

My back cracked as it hit something hard.

"Ah..."

I opened my eyes to see what was now "home" to me. Men and women stumbling around. Bloody, and crying to God for salvation. The smell of hot blood and burned flesh filled the air. I felt nausious. I looked at my left arm to read my markings.

666-666-427-199-5.

I looked up from them quickly.

My code of shame.

I rubbed the back of my sweating neck and looked around.

"Kiryu?"

A sweet voice came from behind me.

"Kiryu?" It said again.

I looked behind me, wondering who would be calling my name.

"Hio." I growled.

"Long time, no see, Kiryu. Eh?" Shizuka said sweetly. "Was my little vampire being a bad, bad boy?" She laughed angeliclly.

She stroked my face. Her long nails scraped it, making blood flow. My blood trickled from her slender finger.

"Red like the rose..."

She smiled as she licked it off.

"Mmmm..."

She closed her eyes and moaned.

"Kiryu...Your blood is like that of your mother. So sweet..."

She opened her eyes to show their fiery rednness.

"So...forbidden. You should know what THAT tastes like, huh, Kiryu?"

I looked away in shame.

"Stay away from me, Hio." I said pleadingly, but still showed no sign of weakness.

"Humph."

She flipped her long, white, blood stained hair in my face and walked away from me.

I looked up, half expecting to see the night sky of Japan, but instead, I saw a bright blue sky. It had the brightest, purest sun. Beautiful flowers covered a lush, green field. The clouds looked like cotton candy and the sky had the slightest tint of purple. I herd a sudden thunder overhead, soon to find a herd of white horses running on the clear glass above me that seperated me from a beautiful world of no impurities. There was two objects walking slowly behind the herd. After inspection, I realized they were people. Even closer inspection, I found that they very closly resembled my...

My parents?

They were. I saw my dad's face. His eyes watered. But, he was a strong man who never would dare do such a thing. It made no sense. His dreary mood seemed to make the world around him go black. And my mother. Oh, God. My mother. How I loved her. How I missed her long, white hair tickling me in the face when she kissed good-night. How her mauve eyes, which were now my own, sparkcled with joy and happiness whenever she saw me. Those same eyes were now watered up and leaking silver tears, streaming them down her face. She laid on that grass that I urned to feel, and wept. My father's silver hair blew askew in the mighty winds that the horses had left behind. His bangs swipt away a single, mourning tear.

"They are crying about you, you know?" A voice told me.

"They've just received your death notice. So have I. I came to see if it was true. Apparently, it was."

I looked behind me, astonished to see my reflection.

"Ichiru...How- Why are you here?"

My twin smiled, slightly amuzed.

"They call it, ' Vocalized Suicide '."

I furrowed by brows with confusion.

"I told someone to take my life." He looked at me, remembering.

I looked at him with disapointment.

"I wish you hadn't, Ichiru."

He shook his head.

"No. I deserved to die. I betrayed my family and took something`that belonged to you. My whole life was a lie. You gave me exactly what I deserved."

"No one deserves to die. Only if you are truly evil. You are NOT evil, Ichiru. You're a good person that has had bad things happen to him and that has made a few wrong desisions. Nothing a normal person wouldn't- couldn't do. You could have killed mother and father yourself and I would have thought no less of you. You are my brother. My blood. I don't betray family."

My brother smiled and hugged me close.

"You was- are a good brother to me. No matter how ill I thought of you. You're a good person, Zero. I would die for you you. I couldn't ask for a better brother. I love you."

The "love" word was always a hard word for me to say, and Ichiru knew that. But he needed me, and frankly, I needed him too.

"I love you too, Ichiru."

I hugged him back, then we released.

"I just wish we hadn't of had this family reunion in this God foresaken place. To late for that now, I guess." Ichiru said solemly.

I prayed. And hard. I think he did too, we stood there looking at the sky for minutes, saying nothing. I felt a sting in my heart.

It hurts to pray.

"What happened to you?" Ichiru asked.

"What?"

"What did you do? To end up here, I mean. You don't mind my asking?"

I looked down at the red ground.

"No. I, uh...I killed myself. Suicide. Straight ticket to here I heard."

"May I ask why? No prooding, of course."

I shuddered, thinking back to the moment.

"I'm fine, Zero. Thank-you" she had said.

Her warm smile came back to me. I closed my eyes and envisioned her in the blackness of my mind.

"I didn't want to hurt her anymore..."

"I think that is so...sick, Kiryu."

I looked at my brother with confusion.

"Shizuka-sama." he said in a mono-tone.

The demon-ess's name floated through the air, cutting the love I had for my brother, in two.

"Who in there right mind would take their life for the safety of another? It sickens me, Kiryu. I was hoping you had died by the hand of...oh what's his name?" Shizuka smiled. "Kuran, right? Hai, Kaname Kuran." She laughed. It made my blood crawl.

"What do you want, Hio? Havn't you someone's life to destroy?" I hissed.

"Oh, Zero...May I call you that? By your first name? I feel us beginning to grow attached. Haha. Zero, you are fiesty, arn't cha? Yes...I suppose I do. Yours. Lucifer-dono wishes to speak with you. He's been viewing your records, and it seems that you are just what he's been looking for."

I looked at her with anger and confusion.

"What are you talking about, Hio?"

She smiled.

"Follow me, boy."

I growled.

"Never."

She smiled again.

"I thought that you might say that, so I took the liberty of getting this."

From behind her, she pulled out a lasso. Then, she whisled.

"If you fail to cooperate with me, I will be forced to use my friends, Tana and Madison. Girls?"

Two demons walked up from behind her. They each carried chains with metal balls attached to it, the balls having large silver spikes. I noted, having taken medevil classes, I classified as a "Mourning Star", used for torcher. Shizuka shrugged.

"You know I don't want to hurt your pretty little face...So you ought to come willingly."

I stepped foreward.

"What are you? The queen of hell?"

Shizuka smiled and laughed hysterically.

"Oh! Zero! You think so highly of me! No, dear boy, I am mistress...silly boy."

Still laughing, she lasso'd my neck and drug me along behind her, Tana and Madison following close behind.

About three hours, we walked, stopping for nothing. We walked over half dead bodies, up jagged rocks, over molten lava...I thought I would die of exaustion before we reached whatever destination she had for me. The farther we went, the hotter it got. Looking wearily up, I saw a castle, the largest I ever saw. The demons behind me laughed amongst themselves, still keeping up a steady twirling of the mourning stars. Shizuka smoled as we approached a large, black door, claw markes sculpting the rotten opened the door and slowly walked over the threshold. I stayed on the outside. She looked back at me, her face showing annoyance.

"Come on, Zero-kun. This way."

I looked behind me at the two demons, but they had apperantly stopped following us at the bottom of the castle steps. Their horrific faces were buried in the dirt. I looked back at Shizuka and walked through the door.

SLAM!

The door slammed tight and locked itself. Shizuka pulled me up to her side. I looked around. My surronding were dark and the air was extremly humid. I could faintly make out a black staircase. Shizuka looked toward it and smiled.

"Shishou? Shishou-sama? I have a visitor for you!"

A faint figure, I could see, slowly and gracfully walking down the staircase. Long slender fingers with long pointed nails slipped off the side rail.

"Good work, Shizuka." a deep voice called out to the dark air.

Shizuka got down on her knees.

"Arigato, Shishou."

"Leave us now." the voice echoed.

"Yes sir."

Shizuka stood up, bowed and walked towards me. Her shoulder abruptly bumped into mine, then she turned her head around to me.

"Whoops..." then she smiled, dropped my rope, and walked off, leaving me into the hands of the owner of the deep, powering voice.

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