WM3
Witnessing Moon
Chapter 3
Story by: Cessy Angel


I walked down the hallways of the HAZE building with Heero to my right. We were dressed in soldier uniforms already, it wasn't really hard. HAZE are desperate for more soldiers, and they'll do anything to augment their number, which shows how ignorant a newly-founded organization can be.

We passed their physical test as if it were nothing more than jumping rope. Of course, all four of us, Wufei was staying behind if we needed outside help, were welcome with wide arms. They seemed extremely happy to have such good soldiers among their ranks.

But something bothered me still. Maybe it was the uniform, who knows. I was now wearing the HAZE's soldier uniform, which consisted of a navy coat with a lighter blue t-shirt underneath, navy pants and black boots. My hair was as it always had been, thank God. I don't think I could do anything else without my braid.

Dammit, I sound like a mortal.

Heero and I walked in the same pace, trying to not bring any attention to ourselves. We had just been assigned to our rooms, which ended up being the same as Trowa's and Quatre's, fancy that. The building was somewhat creepy, with its blank walls everywhere you looked, the white floors, the white doors. It almost looked like a hospital.

Unfortunately, when we finally reached our dorm, it ended up being white, as everything else. I sighed, the room had four beds with white sheets, and two white dressers. It seemed that a camera had been placed in each room, and Trowa informed Heero that he was able to 'repair' it.

"It's weird to be like this, don't you think?" Quatre started unbuttoning his coat. "It's a miracle we were able to be administered so fast, I would have guessed it would have taken atleast two or three days."

Heero looked at him and nodded. "HAZE is a new organization, it wasn't even formed during the time of OZ or Rommafeller. They want disaster to happen, but they themselves are sloppy. They haven't even taken the liberty of checking each of our backgrounds."

"True." Trowa answered.

"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to bed!" I exclaimed. I was getting a bit bored listening to them. More to that, it was close to midnight, and the curfew was to be a midnight. But that wasn't why I really wanted them to go to sleep.

I had other plans.

I was pleased to see the others agree with me.

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It took a long while before everyone was asleep. Way past curfew, I was already dressed in a simple black shirt and pants. I made certain not to wake anyone as I got out of my bed, which was near the door, and Quatre was in the bed besides me, gently rustling in his bed sheets.

I had to remember that sneaking out wouldn't be easy, with Heero and Trowa in the room, who were both pretty alert, even in sleep. My footsteps were light, as they always were. To anyone else it would have seemed I would be walking in air, but it would be a mere illusion to the mortal eye.

I walked to the door and opened it, not even one of them flinched, if they would have, I would have felt it. Finally, I was outside the room. It was quiet, even when I guessed that some soldier would be still up. The only other mortals awake were the guards that watched over the dorms.

One of them was nearby, I could pick up his scent from where I was. I walked closer, like a cat, not making any sound as I padded across the hallway.


When I finally caught the soldier in my view, I immediately began to feel the thirst rushing. He was still in uniform, but his eyes were closed and he was falling asleep, even though he was still standing, how pathetic.

I sighed silently and crept closer and closer, until I was directly in front of him. He didn't even notice! He just stayed there, eyes completely closed and an annoying sound coming from his nose. Heero was feeling threatened by this organization? What a joke.

My hand grabbed his neck, hard. His eyes immediately opened, horror-stricken brown eyes looking into murderous violet eyes. He tried hard to grab my arm and make me loose my grip, but of course he couldn't.

"Maybe we should have been more alert." I whispered in his ear, then I opened my mouth to reveal my fangs, and he let loose a pathetic squeaking noise. I brought him down and bit into his neck. The blood began oozing into my mouth as I sucked harder, my hand squeezing the neck so hard I though it would brake.

Blood, sweet blood. Would my thirst be like this every night? I'm beginning to think I would need more and more victims if I continue like this, and of course, it had to be at a time where I would need to hide it more.

I was still dreaming when I noticed that the body was sucked dry. Completely. I was now holding a mummified soldier in my arms, nothing more than bones and flesh. And yet with the thirst still thriving in me, I though of eating the remaining flesh.

My thoughts were in turmoil. It was time to rest.

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The next morning I was awakened by a loud noise coming from the hallways, it sounded like wailing and screaming, almost. But what really did awake me, was the fear the flowed in the air. Heero and Trowa were sitting up in their beds, looking at the door, and Quatre lifted his head not long after.

"Something's wrong..." Heero muttered. We all looked at each other, and knew that we had to go look.

All four of us quickly got changed into our uniforms and went out to look what was rustling about. A group of soldiers, some dressed in uniform, some still in plain t-shirt and pants were gathered at the end of the hall.

Where I had killed that soldier.

But I had taken care of the body, there was no way it could have resurfaced. And yet when I began to walk closer I could smell the decaying flesh. I pushed alongside the horrified soldiers and made my way towards the front.

What I saw left me speechless.

Even with my vampire nature, it disgusts me to see a body so heavily dismembered, unless I'm the one dismembering. The soldier's head was against the wall, three feet from where the body lay. The skull had been bashed open, and brains leaked through the shattered bones, the eyes had been pulled out of their sockets and the tongue as well. The body was almost as bad, the stomach had been opened and intestines spilled on the floor.

Behind me, I heard several men throw up. And that was what I wanted to do as well.

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Author's note: Two crappy chapters in a row, I'm on a roll here! Actually, I didn't want to put most of the stuff in this chapter, but it would be nice to have some explanations. Anyways... Duo seemed more OCC for this part, I think atleast. Oh well, I'll make it up with Duo's past! Which is coming very soon!