It was a Wonderful Night~

Warning: Rated M for Mature. Oneshot contains character death, a vampire being a mother fucking vampire, gore, and a murderous blond loli. Yeah, you heard that right.

When I opened my eyes I was not expecting to be in an alleyway, left to rot like a piece of trash. But then, as I got up from the ground, I brushed off the dirt from my white dress and realized that everything appeared bigger than it should be. I looked myself over and found that I was ten/ a little girl again.

I shrugged as it wasn't the oddest form I've ever found myself taking and wonder what Shiki/Integera got up to when I left; completely ignoring the part of me that felt as if something was horribly wrong, it was like an annoying nagging feeling in the back of my skull. But I mused that he/she was probably fine.

'I should return to Integera/my castle in order to see/go back to sleep before I get get bored/lose control.' I thought and frowned when I noticed the duality of my thoughts.

"How odd." I said softly to myself and closed my eyes. I started to sort through my memories and what I found disturbed me greatly.

"What is going on?!" I nearly shout in my shock; my eyes opening wide.

So many memories, so many wrong memories. My rule, the people I killed, the whose blood I drunk and soul now resides in me, getting tricked by Roa, killing all the other true ancestors, becoming the monster I am, loosing control, staying home and taking care of things, writing, and and...

"What is going on?" I asked, hugging my shoulders in order to stop shaking. "The memories are fake, they are not mine... I am not a monster." My breathing started to become heavier, more uncontrolled. "I am not a fictional character!" I scream and slammed my hand in the wall near me; the wall shattered and the building shook.

I quickly jumped back from the wall, my eyes watching for any signs that the building itself may fall. But I started to wonder why I was worried, as a building dropping on me wouldn't do any significant damage.

But those thoughts were not my own. I still believed myself to be human; not a monster that stalks the night hunting other monsters, not a naive weapon that was tricked into creating her worse enemy.

When the building showed no signs of falling, I relaxed.

"Where am I?" I looked around again to see if I could pin point my location; which was stupid, as I only went to cities on rare occasions and never ended up going through an alleyway before. My implanted memories don't really help on that account either.

The only reason why I didn't leave the alleyway was because I was afraid, I was afraid of myself; I could already feel my bloodlust, it was a constant pressure that took all of my willpower to suppress.

I was starting to become less confused about who I was though.

What ever happened made me the spiritual offspring of both Alucard and Arcueid Brunestud; two of the most powerful vampires I've ever read about. Their memories, their feeling, and whatever made them what they are are all merging with my own.

In the end I wont be myself... and I wondered what was going to happen. What would the newborn true ancestor vampire be like when it's finishe?. Will she be a complete monster? Or will she be an whimsical immortal; doing whatever she feels like at the time?

I felt my back hit the other wall and slumped down until I was sitting on the ground. I felt tears run down my cheeks and I stared up into the night sky. Even with the city fog I could see the stars as clear as day.

"It's a half-moon today." I said softly as I noticed the moon in the sky. I stared at it's ethereal glow as I tried to take my mind off of my more depressing thoughts.

As I stared at the moon I got a feeling... a feeling that that something interesting will happen this night. My very blood started to stir in excitement and slowly I felt myself smile.

I laughed and my bloodlust stirred.

An unknown about of time later my laughter died down and I was content to just sit there staring at the moon. My mind was calm, my tears have dried up and I wondered what I was so worried about before. I felt great; better than I ever had for years.

So what if my new found health came with side-effects? I can breath clearly, without worrying about setting off a chain reacting by coughing; I couldn't get sick anymore~. But as relaxing as sitting on the cool ground was I needed to get up, I needed to find out where I was and I couldn't do that by staying here. So I got back up to my feat and dusted my white dress off yet again with my hands; straightening out my black ribbon that was under my dresses collar. Satisfied, I then started to run my hands through my long blond hair to see if any dirt or crud got on it as well.

'Soft and silky as well as naturally straight.' I thought with a giggle, letting my hair fall down my my back until it nearly touched the ground; which irritated me just a tiny bit. I was used to having shorter hair, but that would be something I'll just have to get used to. I heard people approaching and I turned my head to look in their direction.

'Good.' I thought as I look down the end of the alleway. 'Now all I just need to act cute and adorable and I'll eventually have all the answers I could need; maybe they would be kind enough to take me a police station... though I would loath getting sent to an orphanage.' I took what I thought was an adorable pose; Leaning forward, I clasp my hands behind me and started looking up with wide, watery eyes. 'This will kill them dead... which is plan B.' I grinned wickedly, showing a tiny fang. 'Drinking their blood and going through their memories~.'

"I thought I heard something over here!" I heard a male say as he started coming closer.

"I hope your right man... we need to deal with the Undersiders while the boss deals with the bug bitch that got most of us." I heard his friend say.

'I wonder what they are talking about?' I thought as I quickly changed my expression to what I hoped conveyed an 'innocent', lost and confused little girl.

I saw them finally enter the alleyway and nearly sighed as they looked like thugs... wannabe thugs with their pants falling down their asses.

'It's probably going to be plan B.' I though and then started to say with a slight quiver in my speech.

"P-please... can you-' Until I was rudely interrupted when one of the assholes got a lucky shot off and shot me right in-between my eyes.

'Plan B it is.' I thought as I fell to the ground; my bullet wound already regenerated.

"Dude what the fuck!" I heard a thug yell. "Why the fuck did you shoot?"

"I don't know I just saw blond hair! You know what Lung said!" The thug that shot me said; I heard them walking closer.

"Shit... it was a tiny little white girl." The more reasonable thug swore. "A rich tiny little white girl."

"Maybe we can put the blame on the Merchants?" The dead man walking said as he stopped just right above me. "All we need to do is tear her cloths a bit, stick a dirty needle by her and dump her somewhere."

"Yeah... that might just work-" The more "reasonable" thug stated before pausing as he saw there was no gun wound and the fact that I was smiling at him. "Um... get-"

It was too late as I jumped up and stabbed my hand in the chest of the thug who shot me. The thug that was trying to warn him only looked on in horror as blood splattered everywhere and I pulled out the guys heart. It was still beating as I held it.

"You missed." I stated flatly as the thug who's heart I was holding looked at it in shock. "Better luck next time." The thug finally fell to the ground; his rolled to the back of his head. I turned and looked at the other thug and smiled at him cheerfully.

"What... what the fuck!" He screamed and fell to the ground; his shaking legs giving up on him.

"Well, I never imagined that I would be stealing hearts at my age." I said with great cheer, looking at the beating heart I was holding; the thug started to try and back away from me and succeeded in pissing his pants. "I guess it takes all kinds." I looked the soon to be dead thug in the eyes and then crushed the heart in my hands; staining my once white dress further. The thug stopped trying to get away as my hypnosis took effect. "Since you were the more reasonable of the two, not by much... but it was the thought that counts! Sooo, you die painlessly." I walked up to the thug and pushed his head to the side so I had easier access to his neck. "Itadakimasu~" I bit into the thugs neck and fed, moaning from the first taste of the delectable fluid I truly had.

'Sooooooo, good.' I thought with glee, not caring at all about making a mess.

Once he was drained and I sorted through his memories; I let his lifeless corpse drop to the ground. I felt a tiny trickle of blood drip from my lips before I licked them clean. "What a naughty man he was, and a pedo." I crushed the corpses skull with my foot, staining my white stockings with red, the ground cratered from the impact. I didn't know whether I would create a dead apostle, a ghoul, or median when I drain someone. But I decided I didn't want to take a chance for another Roa to be born. Someone that I regret that I would never be able to truly kill, as I was in a different world entirely.

'Oh, well~.' I thought and cheerfully started to skip away from my handy work. 'No use crying over split milk. I feel stronger than ever after all!' I stopped at the end of the alleyway and turned to look at the dead bodies. "Francis, clean up this mess please." A dog grew from my shadow and obeyed; I then turned to continue on my marry little way, ignoring the squishing sounds of the corpses being ate by my pet doggy. I started humming a little tune as I skipped. It was time to go on a hunt afterall, and I may as well enjoy myself.

"I wonder if Lung can regenerate his legs?" I asked myself with a giggle.

It has been awhile before I ever had a good fight and I never got to kill a dragon before.

Taylor P.O.V

'If I survive this, I'm going to get a cellphone.' I thought as made my way quickly down the fire escape. The sounds of Lung's painful cries still rang out behind me; a side-effect of my narrow escape from his clutches.

Turns out going for his eyes works even if he is ramped up.

I finally made it down and into the alleyway when I felt some of my swarm die. Lung was coming, and he was angry. I still ran as fast as I could; I felt my lungs and legs burn as I pushed my body to the limit. I made it out to the street but I heard something heavy land behind me and had no illusions on who that could be.

'Someone needs to update Lung's wiki page.' I thought swerving to the side to avoid a blast of fire without even looking back into his direction; it was a narrow dodge as I literally felt the heat on the back of my neck. 'Knowing that he gains enhance senses would have been really.'

I already felt my body getting tired, and the heat made it feel like I was in sauna; zapping what ever energy I had quickly, but Lung seemed content to take his time trying to catch me. I was okay with that, as the longer he stalls the higher chance I can escape. But I couldn't help but feel that he was doing to install as much fear in me as he could before he inevitably catches me.

I cut through another alleyway and knocked a few trash cans down; hoping that they would at least slow down Lung for a few seconds. I was gathering whatever bugs that were in my range; I hoped that I would be able to get enough of a swarm going to trick Lung. As well to find a place to hide until he gives up the chase; like a dumpster.

Then gunshots started to rang out in the night; causing me to trip and fall in shock.

'I thought... are the... are the children ok?' I thought as I hit the ground. 'I thought I got all the gang members or scared them off!'

I heard Lung laugh behind me as I turned to to look at him from the ground. I sicked the swarm I managed to gather again but he just set them on fire.

"Fo'sh." His deep heavy inhuman voice rang out. I didn't know what he was trying to say though. Foolish?

'I guess I did make a few mistakes...' I thought and I could feel my eyes swell with tears. 'I was unable to save the children as well.' I turned to look at my would be executer with defiance.

I waited for him to finish me off; I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of showing him just how deathly afraid I truly was.

But when he was about to finish me, pulling his arm back alittle so he could gore me with his claw, screams and gunfire started to ring out through the night. A lot of gunfire and yelling. Screams of monster and demon and words that were in a different language. Screams that were cut short fast... screams of despair as they lost another one of their comrades.

'Just what the hell is going on?!' I thought and my body started to shake. I didn't know what what happening but I felt fear on an instinctual level. "Just who, or what were those kids I tried to save?" I asked with barely a whisper; surprising myself on how calm my voice sounded.

But I received no answers, instead Lung set me on fire. It felt like my skin was melting and my blood was boiling; my horrified pain-filled screams joined the chorus of the night.

? P.O.V

I found the dragon either too late, or just in time as he sat the bug master on fire. Dropping my latest victim's corpse on the ground; I decided that I didn't like her screams. I crushed the corpses head under my foot, making a larger crater due to my agitation; my doggy growled behind me.

So I made all fire around the girl go out like it was never there in the first place; but it didn't stop the girl from screaming.

I started to walk towards the dragon, letting my dog eat the latest corpse; he looked at me at let out a roar that spoke of challenge and battle. I ignored it, I knew the girl only had a few minutes left to live and the dragon need to go. What might have been a fun fight quickly soured. Instead of savoring the battle I decided to show the "dragon" just how outclassed he was. But first I needed to to get him away from the girl.

Which would be easy.

He didn't even get time to react; at one point I was far away from him and the next, my fist impacted his gut. The world slowed to a crawl as it slowly registered the impact; Lung's abdomen dented, sending ripples through his exposed skin and then he was flung away from the sheer force of my punch. He crashed through the building behind him, sending it toppling down as he went through it to the next.

I looked down at the girl and was glad she was still alive, if barely. Her hair was gone and replaced with charcoal like skin, and her mask looked like it was melting, molding into her burnt flesh. I suppressed a wince at her loss of hair, but I was sure it would grow back given time.

"Just hold on for a little longer, it wont take even a minute to finish Lung off." I said softly to the dieing girl and then moved away; the smell of her burnt flesh quickly clearing away from my nose and I chased after an asshole.

'How dare he retreat from me.' I thought sarcastically and smirked as I made my way through the rubble. Quite literally through as I wouldn't let a down building impede my path. As I made my way towards Lung, I caught site of a leg or two of his here and there, as well as his splattered organs and...

"Half a torso?" I asked as I spared a glance at part of Lung's torso that was smeared across the street. But I doubted that would be an inconvenience to the dragon-man. As the memories I took from his thugs said that he was a high end regenerater... someone that I would likely need to use my marble phantasm to completely destroy.

So I continued to follow the bloody brick road until I caught a sign of where Lung landed. I slowed down and just started to walk up to him; prepared for him to regenerate and try to kill me, or run.

"Playing possum won't work on me!" I shouted at the man-dragon and stopped walking near his corpse. He was missing an entire side from the neck down and only had one arm left. I waited for a few more seconds until I noticed his body was changing slowly back to being completely human. "Well... that's a mild disappointment." I sighed and walked towards his dead body; stopping only to pick it up by it's head. I then tilted the head and bit down on it's neck; the blood was still warm and fresh.

When I had my fill, I threw it up in the air; already imagining vacuums of air, not unlike my "mother" did to Roa. There was nothing left of the half torso once it was finished. I sighed once again and started to run back to the girl; assimilating Lung's memories as I went.

Taylor P.O.V

I laid there on the cool ground, my body already went numb, mercilessly sparing me the antagonizing pain. Or I just gotten so used to the pain that I can't tell it's there anymore. I couldn't tell, it was getting harder and harder to think. To focus. To stay awake. But I needed to. I wanted to live.

'Isn't my life supposed to flash before my eyes?' My thoughts betrayed me, my eyes felt so heavy and I felt tired. Wasn't this enough? I had got what I wanted after all.

'No, I wanted to live!' I screamed in my head. But then... but then I thought, why else would I go attack Lung on my first night out? To stop him from killing kids? Those so called kids might have been just as bad as him.

'Just hold on a little longer.' That childish voice, the voice of that little girl rang through my thoughts. Did she go get help? Does she know a healer? I wanted to live.

If I could, I would have been crying right now; weeping, hoping my father would come and comfort me and say everything will be alright.

'Just like he did when mom died?' My traitorous thoughts returned before I banished them to the deepest pit in the back of my mind.

'So tired...' I thought wearily. 'I should close my eyes.'

'Just hold on a little longer.'

'Sorry little girl...' I apologized to her. 'I tried... I tried so hard.'

'I want to live... but...' my thoughts were interrupted as I felt my mask being peeled off my face. I wanted to scream at the pain; It felt like my face was being ripped right along with it.

With blurry eyes I looked at who pulled my mask off. I could barely make out her shape, but it was a little girl. A little girl wearing a red dress. Her crimson eyes bore down into mine.

"I may have a way to save you." I heard her say; her voice soft and caring. "But it comes with a price."

'I don't care I want to live!' I screamed in my head as I tried to speak; Only raspy gurgles came out. The little girl gave me a small, kind smile.

"Tell me... are you a virgin?" She asked with a straight face.

'Why would a little girl ask me that?!' I thought and I felt embarrassed, hoping that I wasn't blushing if I could still blush. But something told me I should answer the girl, so I slowly nodded my head yes.

Her smile widened, showing a hint of her fangs.

'Fangs?' I thought with increasing dread. 'Why does she have fangs?' My breathing started to get heavier, my lungs felt like they were on fire.

"Do you still want to live?" She asked.

'Yes.' I thought and tried to convey the thought to her. Her expression soften and became mother like.

"Welcome to the night my child." I heard her say softly before I blacked out.

? P.O.V.

I stared at the girl I turned and sighed. I wonder why I even cared about her? Why I would even turn her into one of my kind when I went to such lengths to prevent that?

A flight of fancy? Guilt? Destiny? I didn't know, but I stopped caring. Because like it or not, the girl's fate was now intertwined with mine.

I reached down and brushed her brown hair from her peaceful sleeping face. I knew it would grow back.

This girl was the first of her kind, I honestly couldn't tell what she was and what I was for that matter. But as I was the first vampire in this world, I would continue to call myself a true ancestor. And the girl was my child, my only kin.

I was curious on how she will grow.

Would she be disgusted at her nature? Would she embrace it? Would she succumb to madness and force me to put her down?

Only time would tell.

I looked back up at the night sky and smiled.

What a lovely night.