Chaos.

Chaos had erupted all around us.

The Academy was in absolute chaos.

I could hear fighting in almost every direction I turned, hear screaming, smell blood. I couldn't see them, but I could hear them. I could hear them dying, I could hear their pain. The rouge vampires my uncle surely dragged with him here were now attacking the students. Rido never fought his own battles. He fought dirty that last time, too. I could still remember the sounds of footsteps scurrying across the roof, nails scrapping at the walls, the windows.

At the moment though, I found that I couldn't care about any of that-about other people's lives. Though, surely that Human part of my subconsciousness would be wrought in tourment over the students safety-being a guardian of this establishment, my mind was ill at ease. Slowly, all other sounds drifted from my ears, my senses honing in. All I could focus on was what was before me.

Currently, my mind was elsewhere.

My eyes were still fixated on my uncle's crystallized body. The man responsible for destroying my entire childhood, murdering my family, the root of all my torment. I watched him as his skin turned grey and began to crack, remembering the sound of my mother's terrified scream when he yelled her name from across the front yard through the freezing cold snow-claming that he had come for her. That he was here to take me away from her forever. There was so much anger that night, so much fear swirling around the atmosphere of what I had always thought was our sweet sanctuary, and so much pain. I hated this man, so very much. Even in death I couldn't release the hate I held in my heart for him, the pain he had caused me to feel that night still felt so fresh, like an open wound that just wouldn't close up. It just kept bleeding.

I stomped down on his head, shattering all of him to dust. It settled at my feet.

It still wasn't enough for me. Though his rotting body no longer lay at my feet, somehow, I still wished for it to be there, alive and in flesh, for me to take my revenge upon it slowly, to make this terrible person suffer as much as I have. I was just a little girl. I wasn't ready to lose my mother, my father. Of course my rational side knew I couldn't stand against him, that if it wasn't for Zero showing up when he did I would be dead, or worse.

I shuttered at the thought of all the horrible things Rido probably had planned for me.

It wasn't fair.

"Zero." I called when I saw him hurrying away from me, the rapid movement catching my eye.

He turned to face me, stopping. Our eyes locking together.

The look in Zero's eyes took all the air from my body, making me gasp, crushing me.

Years of love forgotten in the hatred of a single moment.

The intensity in his eyes was almost enough to bring me to my knees, stop my heart in my chest, make me regret my own existence. Never once in my entire life has Zero ever looked at me in such a way, made me feel so worthless. I couldn't bare it. He's only ever looked at vampires like that. I didn't want him looking at me like that, to think that now he had to hate me because I was a vampire.

Zero hated me. His eyes told me so. I couldn't comprehend that look in any other way but pure hatred. He turned his back to me without a word, continuing on his way to wherever it was he was going. And at the moment I didn't have the courage to call out to him a second time, to go after him, to cling to him and beg him to let me explain everything to him, so that maybe he would understand what had happened to me, that I was born this way and it wasn't a choice I had made-surely he could tell that I was a pureblood, so that maybe he wouldn't hate me, to let me go with him. I finally understood everything and yet there was still so much I didn't seem to understand at all.

I watched him go off on his own way, to go and save everyone else, to hunt vampires-what he had been born and raised to do, what he had spent years of his life training and preparing for. I watched him leave as if it were happening in slow motion, begging my body to please, please move. Please go after him. Please call out for him. Don't let it end like this. Not like this.

My heart felt broken.

Please don't go. Please don't leave me alone.

I couldn't say a word. I was still so weak.

I went over to Auido, collapsing to my knees beside him, no longer able to stand. "Oh Hana-chan," I whispered to his unconscious body. "surely, Zero hates me now. I don't see how we'll ever be okay now." I watched him. His chest moved slowly up and down as he took faint, shallow breaths. He wasn't bleeding anymore but he had lost a lot of blood. "You would say something like 'Zero is an idiot' or something like that." I tried to laugh but it just sounded really sad. Auido wouldn't say something so pathetic. He was so smart, always usinh such big, sophisticated words. I tried shaking his shoulder, wanting him to wake up, needing him to wake and speak to me, to comfort me-even if that was definitely something very unlikely. "Please, wake up." But he didn't even flinch at my prodding, making my heart sink even farther into the dirt. It was my fault Auido was so hurt. Everything felt like it was my fault. "What do I do now?" I whispered to no one.

I stared down at my soiled clothes. The blood on them was drying into a dirty brown color, sticking to my body uncomfortably. My whole body smelled like my uncle's filthy blood.

The wind picked up, stirring my brunette hair softly around my face. It waved and curled, twisting like my mother's did. I admired her hair as a child, always running my fingers through it, always begging her to let me brush it. I caught a silken strand between my fingers. The rising sun catching deep burgundy highlights. My human side hated my curling hair, always flat ironing the life out of my locks.

I wrapped my arms around my shoulders.

I couldn't stand it. There were so many things I hated right now. The fact that Zero hated me when he didn't even understand what was going on. He had no right to hate me. The fact that I didn't get to take revenge on my uncle for myself. The fact that Zero took that from me. The fact that I was all alone. The fact that my parents were dead. They shouldn't be dead. I shouldn't be without parents. The fact that Zero hated me when I should be the one that hated him after he killed Rido. The fact that Auido was lying before me unconscious when he should be in the Moon Dormitory, far away from me.

I lifted my head, gasping when I smelled the familiar scent of roses. It had hit me so suddenly, seeming to appear out of nowhere.

I rose to my feet, blindly running towards the source. I knew that scent anywhere. Ever since I was a child he had always been there for me, whenever I needed him. Whenever I needed him most, he always appeared.

I blindly collapsed into his arms, not caring that other's were around, not caring who they were and if they were staring.

Finally, I cried.

I buried my face in his chest and cried, finally feeling so safe and secure in his arms. "Please, Kaname," I whispered against him. "Please don't leave me again. I don't want to be alone ever again."