Blood, lust and love

Disclaimer: I don't own Flame of Recca or any of the characters. I'm merely using them for my own pleasure. Please don't sue me. Thanks.

Centuries of loneliness spent in solitude, trapped. A man spends his life on earth with pain. The trials are that of no common individual would bear. Yet, he was no ordinary man --- in fact, he was gifted with many blessings that enabled him to endure his sufferings. The intellect of the wisest men of earth, the instincts and the looks that would practically kill. Long silver hair basking in its lustrous silkiness, sharp blue eyes that reminded one of ice shards and a chiseled body to die for. He was almost perfect and any woman would risk her life trying to be with him, save fore one fact.

He was a vampire. An immortal creature of the night. The undead.

The tale tells of a man and his quest for revenge. His journey to find the answers and how he manages to escape the chains of loneliness. It narrates on how one isolated soul unusually finds love, learns how to love and be loved in return.

The Prologue

The night is near. All I can ever think about is the night. The deep shades of azure, cloaking the air, which surround my whole body. While the atmosphere is crisp, I remain warm inside the velvet cloth, shrouding me. I keep my pale hands within the corners of my pockets and exhale. My breath becomes visible---a sign of the temperature dropping.

And now, the night is all I think about.

I've been in this position for over 5000 years. Even as a mere child, my work here had already begun. Some people might use the term 'tedious' on a job, which continues a never-ending cycle. But the pay is good, and I do get what I want. I can't say when it had exactly started. All I can remember is a dark hour, a scream, and a fatal blow.

Those three unlock the reasons for my actions.

Sighing, I check the pendant hanging by my neck. Its dull silver material now gleams under the moon's light. Time has passed, it says. It is a simple cross-shaped ornament with only a few words engraved on it. Alleines Kreuz, solitary cross. A reflection is enough to tell me that my time of waiting is over. Now comes my duty. 

I toss my hair back and shrug my cloak away from my shoulders. I leap down from my comfortable position up on a solitary roof, and land cleanly on my feet. It is still very cold. No amount of rubbing would keep my hands from nearly shaking. I try not to pay attention. Something has to be done, and there should be no objections to it.

A walk takes me to my destination and more thoughts flow inside my head.

I stare at the endless streets. Emptiness is what I'd use to call it. There was nothing except a cool breeze, occasionally playing with the strands of hair across my forehead. A lot of questions enter my mind. Why am I exactly here? I ask myself slowly, carefully.

Is it because I deserve to be here?

I've been trapped in this shell. A long time and a lonely period, as one would say. Clearly, there are no escapes for me. While I see other people leave this life to enter the next world, my feet remain planted on the soil of this earth. It is a dreadful sight, seeing mortals freely abscond from their bodies. My soul is ensnared within a curse. A curse, ruled upon me by fate. I am not to die or pass away.

In other words, I am eternal. I will forever remain this way until I find the crystal that will unlock the hex that binds me to this atrocious nightmare. But until that time comes, I remain here as a lonely life form, carrying this burden all by myself.

I check my pendant once more. A family heirloom. A reminder of what transpired 3 months ago. What caused my happiness to dissolve and anger to surface. Feelings of hurt, anguish and pain strike my soul and once again, I feel the rage. There was this one person who brought this about. She killed my loved one. She sent her to the next world, leaving me ensnared in this God forsaken one. I swore to kill her the very day I saw her menacing presence.

"Nee-chan..." I whisper. "I'll get her. I'll kill her for sending you away."

She would pay. I'd make sure of that. I'd drive that damned stake right threw her heart and make her bleed to death. Let her drown in her own blood. I longed to hear her scream and beg for mercy. And that, I would show none. She never deserved it. A piece of vermin, she was. And until I send her to the depths of hell, I would not rest nor be in peace.

Akiko Kirisawa would get her fate, through the most horrible methods of torture.

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A/N: Well whaddya know...I came up with another fic idea before actually finishing Isolation. ^^;; Forgive me minna-san! I just had to write this. The idea was just sooo irresistible. Don't worry, I'll finish Isolation first before starting off with the first chapter of this one. Now, um...can anyone give me a better title than the one up there? Basically, it's about Tokiya being a vampire and as for love...you get the picture. I find the title up there so corny for the plot. Help onegai? I got my inspiration from Interview with a Vampire. ^-^ R&R please, even if it's just the prologue. I know it's short and all, but I still have to finish something else. *whacks herself on the head* I'll probably revise it...

Enough said. *scurries off to write Isolation chap7*