Green
#14 of the 100 Writing Prompts
Disclaimer: I do not own "Vampire Knight"
Warning: Semi-spoilers for various events/people post chapter 35.
The path that the purebloods walked was drenched in sorrow and ugliness, but how had it become that way? They, who used to be the masters, were slowly deteriorating into slaves, mere puppets of the council.
He was quite sure that it was the purebloods themselves who had twisted their own fates. Every move they made, every step they took turned that knife just a little bit more.
Were they all truly mad, or had the mantle cast on them at birth made them so?
Well, they could call him crazy (though he much preferred ambitious), but he knew he wasn't. Well, maybe a little bit. (Weren't he and Shizuka just perfect for each other?) He knew what he wanted; he knew how to get it and get it he would.
He might have felt a twinge of guilt for Haruka and Juuri, but, they were just in the way.
A/N: Sorry if you got two updates, I accidentally loaded this chapter twice.