My Immortal
By: Xiao
` Isn't this weird? I thought this whole plot up when I was listening to Haunted by Evanescence, and yet it's called My Immortal, which is another song by Evanescence. That's just a bit awkward.
Anyway, this is a total OOC, AU story. I like to say this may be MeiLi, but it won't be S+S.. Maybe just in the beginning. Who knows. I hope you enjoy, I'm hoping this is dark and some what suspenseful when it gets toward the good stuff. The rating may also change. We'll see.
And I hope this is nothing like anything written by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes. Sorry if it is, and don't sue. Seriously.`
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Chapter I : The Taste of Life
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Black boots tapped against the alley way, just gently scattering the bits of water as it came in contact. The night was the usual, just a humid warm one, so nice people rarely went with long sleeves or a coat. As for the night, she was wearing a black short sleeved shirt, with a short black skirt, her boots pulled slightly below the knees. Raven tresses dropped to mid-back, pulled into a loose pony tail, tied with the familiar red ribbon that lasted until the lower back.
She was due to meet up with a fellow friend at the Starbucks down the road, already a few minutes late, as she always was. She was known for taking her time, usually walking the alleys to get to her destination, just because the best prey was there, and it didn't cause much of a chaos. Not that she couldn't handle a group, of course she could, but when she was supposed to be somewhere else, and wanting to catch someone in the trip, she preferred the loner who took the alleys. It was just simpler and took less time.
And of course, there usually was a loner. A small smile passed the girls blackened lips as she noticed the guy ahead of her. Oh, this would be simple, she knew it already. A teenager, no older than seventeen, walking with his cell phone pressed to his ear and smoking a cigarette. She took her time following in silence until she was just a few feet behind him and muttered a, "hello there, you really shouldn't be wandering these alleys alone…" just loud enough until he turned. She swiped her foot behind him and knocked him over, and before he could even respond, she had him pinned on the ground and lips pressed against his neck. A moment later he went limp, his cell phone tossed over at the side.
"It really isn't safe." She said as she got up and wiped her mouth with her hand and grinned, savoring that thick taste wash down her throat. Oh, yes, that lovely taste of life that only her kind could understand and appreciate.
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"Hey." She heard as she opened the door to the Starbucks. Tomoyo sat in the corner in one of those couches. Meiling smiled as she went over to her friend and took a seat in the one next to her, noticing that she was checking her watch, a drink pressed in her hand. "Late. What's the deal with you? Should I just say we need to get here at a certain time, and then I'll just come thirty minutes later?"
Meiling shrugged as she took her water bottle out of her purse and unscrewed the cap, before taking a sip and relaxing herself against the maroon cushions. Tomoyo eyed her carefully. "Did you get someone on the way?" Water always came after blood, she knew that. It was enough to satisfy her stomach so it wouldn't overturn the blood.
"Yeah." She shrugged as she thought of it. "Someone stupid enough to roam the alleys without even paying attention to anything else except who was on his cell phone. Actually, it was kind of pathetic, I had him on the ground before he could even scream or fight back."
Tomoyo took a sip of her own drink as she brushed he dark lavender hair from her face. "Well, that's good, at least you didn't this crowd after, following that guy's damned scream for help." Tomoyo was one of the less experienced vampires, always in search for the easiest victims. Occasionally she got into the big ones, where people came running when the person screamed, but she could handle it, and at least she was quick enough to get away from the scene.
Meiling, on the other hand, was well known and was an expert at the whole vampire ordeal. Considered one of the best vampires out of everyone of them, the ones alive, and the ones dead. Known by people that she had never even heard of. And of course, she was quite famous amongst the hunters, especially because of the fact that she had already killed so many of them. And it was amusing to her because they were considered some of the best hunters, killing some of her closest friends, and yet she finished them off the night they stood in front of her.
"You get a chaotic one tonight?"
"Yeah." She sighed, recalling the previous experience. Meiling gave her a slight grin as she took another sip of her water and eyed each customer walking in and out of the café.
"Well, practice makes perfect."
"Fuck you, I hate the chaos."
"You're still going to get it, and you know it. Just handle it, it's not that hard."
"Easy for you to say," Tomoyo mumbled in return. She scooted back against the cushions and pulled her legs up, wrapped her arm around her legs and setting her chin on her knees. "You've been doing this for basically your whole life, I'm so new to this." She sighed. Tomoyo was one of the girls who was recently brought into their little group. She had obviously fought back against one of the vampires against her, somehow got them to bleed, and then somehow got that blood in her system. Ever since that night a few years or so back, Meiling had taken the girl under her wing and began to teach her the basics.
Meiling, on the other hand, had no idea how she came into this whole thing, she had been a vampire for as long as she could remember. And she could remember back for at least a thousand years, and then the rest was a blur. Yes. Cue the awkward stare, she was about a thousand and six hundred and nine years, but she looked like she was about eighteen of nineteen.
Yes, she was immortal. Yes, Tomoyo was immortal. That's just how it worked, a vampire would live forever unless killed by a hunter. Hunters where the bastards who carried some hell of dagger, supposedly it had a center of holy water, which isn't exactly enough to kill a vampire if they're just normally stabbed, but if they get it deep into a main blood vessel or the heart, you could die pretty slowly and painfully. Other than that, wounds from a hunter's dagger healed slowly if it was shallow, and normal wounds caused from punches or kicks, or anything like that, usually healed up in a few hours.
"So, what did you have planned tonight?" Meiling finally asked, getting bored with the whole situation. She watched at her friend took another glance at her watch, and then stood up.
"The meetings in thirty minutes. We should get going." Meiling nodded and stood up before pressing the closed bottle of water back in her purse and following Tomoyo out the front door, she dumping the rest of her drink in the trash can. Meiling followed her to the girl's ebony black corvette and sighed as she took her seat.
"Why the hell do you have to drive everywhere?" She mumbled as Tomoyo came in on the other side, and pressed her keys into the ignition. "Damn, and then you have to stop and get out and make it look so suspicious if you find some good prey."
"Screw you, I like my car." She backed out of the parking place and then sped off down the road, turning on her radio and cranking up the volume as Meiling sighed and leaned back. It took only fifteen minutes until Tomoyo pulled up at one of the houses and turned off the engine.
The two got out and made their way to the door, not even bothering to knock or ring the doorbell. It didn't matter, anyway, considering the house looked so dead that only the people who knew who actually lived her, actually came here. There was, of course, the occasional pre-teens in search of a cheap thrill and entered. Of course, the guy took them up as the offering, and those pre-teens were never seen until a few days later, where they were deathly pale and had no idea why they in the front yard of that house.
As expected, they found their usual group scattered amongst the living room. The fire place was ablaze and flames dancing carelessly and with ease. They all chatted, and Meiling snuck up behind one of them and was about to press the tip of her fangs against his neck just to see if she could actually succeed this time, except for he already knew she was there. "Come on, Meiling, really."
She sighed and took her seat next to him. It was really annoying that he had such good senses and always knew that she was there, but after all, he had been a vampire for about the same amount of time, and was pretty good as well. She looked around, wondering exactly who had been killed off this time. It was usually the only reason they ever had meetings, but everyone was there. Herself, Tomoyo, Eriol, Nakuru, and Xiulang. They had actually started off with seven people, but three were killed and then Tomoyo came into the picture, and so now they had their usual five.
Meiling laced her fingers with Xiulang's and leaned in to whisper with him. "You're really no fun at all." He chuckled lightly and smiled at the girl. Xiulang was the only other vampire who was around the same placement as Meiling was, ranked at the top, known by tons and wanted by tons of the hunters.
"Okay! Everyone shut up!" Eriol said as he stood. He was the guy who had lost to Tomoyo, and he was supposed to have been looking after her, teaching her what she needed to know, but he generally avoided her, no doubt embarrassed by the fact that this previous mortal had basically beaten him. "I've got some news here." Everyone eyed him as if it was a matter of life and death. "Meiling was on time!"
"OH, FUCK YOU!" She hissed. Everyone else laughed and Eriol sat down as Xiulang took the place of him. He stood and mumbled a, "shut the hell up, we've got some real news." and waited until everyone calmed down and then began on the latest news of Hong Kong, about the amount of vampires and hunters killed. There were a few laughs as he announced the number of hunters killed, which was higher than usual.
"Anyway. We've got some news from Japan." Meiling frowned. That's where the real hunters lived their lives, killing off their kind. Where the most dangerous resided, in a small town outside of Tokyo. Whenever Japan was mentioned, it almost always had to do with Tomoeda. Xiulang looked down at Meiling before back at the rest of the group in front of him. "Another one hundred and sixty two killings from the infamous Sakura Kinomoto and Xiao-Lang Li. The number of kills from the vampires in Tomoeda still sits at," everyone stared at him in anticipation. "ninety three."
Oh, damn, what an embarrassment.
"Anyone we knew?" Nakuru asked. She was big on who died, and if she knew them or if they were in higher rankings. She was a usually bubbly vampire, always playing with the prey before actually doing anything, flirting with them and getting them to buy her drinks a such. Though, when she knew of the deaths, she took everything else seriously for at least a week and then went back to what she was best known for.
"No." He said back, calmly.
Meiling sighed again and took a side glance to Tomoyo, who was sitting next to Nakuru. Xiulang continued, without even looking at everyone to see if they were paying attention or not. "Told from the other clans, they were some of their top vampires, though."
Sakura Kinomoto and Xiao-Lang Li were the most dangerous hunters ever known. When their clan presided in Hong Kong, three from their group had been killed. Meiling had never actually encountered any of them, but she had always wanted to, always liking the idea of having the challenge placed at her. They were the best, and she was considered the best as well. And anyway, she wanted to be known for the final killing of the best.
"There have been a lot of requests regarding us," Xiulang continued. "That we should be taken to Tomoeda, and plot and full fill their deaths. A lot of shit on how we're the best there is--"
"Which we are." Meiling added, a confident smile passing her lips.
"That we can get rid of them."
There was silence in the room as each person considered this. Xiulang sat down and waited for another person to take the floor, to state their opinion on this whole situation of being sent down to Tomoeda to attempt to kill the most dangerous hunters on the whole fucking world. Tomoyo shifted uneasily in her seat, being new to this group, and being new to the whole vampire ordeal, she was no doubt nervous. "You all may be great at this, but I'm not. Do we have to risk the whole group in a goddamned suicide mission?"
"It's not a goddamn suicide mission, Tomoyo." Meiling said, back, calmly.
"And we don't have to send everyone, though I think the best of this group should. After all, these bastards are the best hunters, and nothing is going to beat them except the best vampires." Eriol said, finally, eyeing Xiulang and Meiling silently.
"Agreed." Nakuru said. "The rest of us should be able to maintain the hunters in Hong Kong, while the others are off in Tomoeda."
"Any votes on who?" Xiulang said. Everything was a matter of votes for some reason. It had just been how their group had worked. The group with the most would overrule and win. Anything usually involving the best vampires, people would usually vote Meiling and Xiulang. Anything involving the smartest would usually have Eriol as the top choice, same with anything that had to do with strategy. Tomoyo was rarely voted for, as was Nakuru.
And of course, Xiulang and Meiling won this time, getting 100% support from everyone else.
"Alright. Then we'll meet up in a few days and get the plan started." Xiulang stood, and then everyone else did and began to leave and such, except for Eriol, considering this was his house and all. Tomoyo went to her car after asking Meiling if she wanted a ride home, and then left, followed by Nakuru and then Xiulang and Meiling leaving last.
"Being sent after the best." Meiling mumbled as she looked down, and made their way to his car. For some reason, she was the only one in five that preferred to walk home, and everyone else had some nice car and preferred to drive everywhere. She hated the idea that Xiulang even drove instead of walking, but she had to put up with it.
By: Xiao
` Isn't this weird? I thought this whole plot up when I was listening to Haunted by Evanescence, and yet it's called My Immortal, which is another song by Evanescence. That's just a bit awkward.
Anyway, this is a total OOC, AU story. I like to say this may be MeiLi, but it won't be S+S.. Maybe just in the beginning. Who knows. I hope you enjoy, I'm hoping this is dark and some what suspenseful when it gets toward the good stuff. The rating may also change. We'll see.
And I hope this is nothing like anything written by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes. Sorry if it is, and don't sue. Seriously.`
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Chapter I : The Taste of Life
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Black boots tapped against the alley way, just gently scattering the bits of water as it came in contact. The night was the usual, just a humid warm one, so nice people rarely went with long sleeves or a coat. As for the night, she was wearing a black short sleeved shirt, with a short black skirt, her boots pulled slightly below the knees. Raven tresses dropped to mid-back, pulled into a loose pony tail, tied with the familiar red ribbon that lasted until the lower back.
She was due to meet up with a fellow friend at the Starbucks down the road, already a few minutes late, as she always was. She was known for taking her time, usually walking the alleys to get to her destination, just because the best prey was there, and it didn't cause much of a chaos. Not that she couldn't handle a group, of course she could, but when she was supposed to be somewhere else, and wanting to catch someone in the trip, she preferred the loner who took the alleys. It was just simpler and took less time.
And of course, there usually was a loner. A small smile passed the girls blackened lips as she noticed the guy ahead of her. Oh, this would be simple, she knew it already. A teenager, no older than seventeen, walking with his cell phone pressed to his ear and smoking a cigarette. She took her time following in silence until she was just a few feet behind him and muttered a, "hello there, you really shouldn't be wandering these alleys alone…" just loud enough until he turned. She swiped her foot behind him and knocked him over, and before he could even respond, she had him pinned on the ground and lips pressed against his neck. A moment later he went limp, his cell phone tossed over at the side.
"It really isn't safe." She said as she got up and wiped her mouth with her hand and grinned, savoring that thick taste wash down her throat. Oh, yes, that lovely taste of life that only her kind could understand and appreciate.
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"Hey." She heard as she opened the door to the Starbucks. Tomoyo sat in the corner in one of those couches. Meiling smiled as she went over to her friend and took a seat in the one next to her, noticing that she was checking her watch, a drink pressed in her hand. "Late. What's the deal with you? Should I just say we need to get here at a certain time, and then I'll just come thirty minutes later?"
Meiling shrugged as she took her water bottle out of her purse and unscrewed the cap, before taking a sip and relaxing herself against the maroon cushions. Tomoyo eyed her carefully. "Did you get someone on the way?" Water always came after blood, she knew that. It was enough to satisfy her stomach so it wouldn't overturn the blood.
"Yeah." She shrugged as she thought of it. "Someone stupid enough to roam the alleys without even paying attention to anything else except who was on his cell phone. Actually, it was kind of pathetic, I had him on the ground before he could even scream or fight back."
Tomoyo took a sip of her own drink as she brushed he dark lavender hair from her face. "Well, that's good, at least you didn't this crowd after, following that guy's damned scream for help." Tomoyo was one of the less experienced vampires, always in search for the easiest victims. Occasionally she got into the big ones, where people came running when the person screamed, but she could handle it, and at least she was quick enough to get away from the scene.
Meiling, on the other hand, was well known and was an expert at the whole vampire ordeal. Considered one of the best vampires out of everyone of them, the ones alive, and the ones dead. Known by people that she had never even heard of. And of course, she was quite famous amongst the hunters, especially because of the fact that she had already killed so many of them. And it was amusing to her because they were considered some of the best hunters, killing some of her closest friends, and yet she finished them off the night they stood in front of her.
"You get a chaotic one tonight?"
"Yeah." She sighed, recalling the previous experience. Meiling gave her a slight grin as she took another sip of her water and eyed each customer walking in and out of the café.
"Well, practice makes perfect."
"Fuck you, I hate the chaos."
"You're still going to get it, and you know it. Just handle it, it's not that hard."
"Easy for you to say," Tomoyo mumbled in return. She scooted back against the cushions and pulled her legs up, wrapped her arm around her legs and setting her chin on her knees. "You've been doing this for basically your whole life, I'm so new to this." She sighed. Tomoyo was one of the girls who was recently brought into their little group. She had obviously fought back against one of the vampires against her, somehow got them to bleed, and then somehow got that blood in her system. Ever since that night a few years or so back, Meiling had taken the girl under her wing and began to teach her the basics.
Meiling, on the other hand, had no idea how she came into this whole thing, she had been a vampire for as long as she could remember. And she could remember back for at least a thousand years, and then the rest was a blur. Yes. Cue the awkward stare, she was about a thousand and six hundred and nine years, but she looked like she was about eighteen of nineteen.
Yes, she was immortal. Yes, Tomoyo was immortal. That's just how it worked, a vampire would live forever unless killed by a hunter. Hunters where the bastards who carried some hell of dagger, supposedly it had a center of holy water, which isn't exactly enough to kill a vampire if they're just normally stabbed, but if they get it deep into a main blood vessel or the heart, you could die pretty slowly and painfully. Other than that, wounds from a hunter's dagger healed slowly if it was shallow, and normal wounds caused from punches or kicks, or anything like that, usually healed up in a few hours.
"So, what did you have planned tonight?" Meiling finally asked, getting bored with the whole situation. She watched at her friend took another glance at her watch, and then stood up.
"The meetings in thirty minutes. We should get going." Meiling nodded and stood up before pressing the closed bottle of water back in her purse and following Tomoyo out the front door, she dumping the rest of her drink in the trash can. Meiling followed her to the girl's ebony black corvette and sighed as she took her seat.
"Why the hell do you have to drive everywhere?" She mumbled as Tomoyo came in on the other side, and pressed her keys into the ignition. "Damn, and then you have to stop and get out and make it look so suspicious if you find some good prey."
"Screw you, I like my car." She backed out of the parking place and then sped off down the road, turning on her radio and cranking up the volume as Meiling sighed and leaned back. It took only fifteen minutes until Tomoyo pulled up at one of the houses and turned off the engine.
The two got out and made their way to the door, not even bothering to knock or ring the doorbell. It didn't matter, anyway, considering the house looked so dead that only the people who knew who actually lived her, actually came here. There was, of course, the occasional pre-teens in search of a cheap thrill and entered. Of course, the guy took them up as the offering, and those pre-teens were never seen until a few days later, where they were deathly pale and had no idea why they in the front yard of that house.
As expected, they found their usual group scattered amongst the living room. The fire place was ablaze and flames dancing carelessly and with ease. They all chatted, and Meiling snuck up behind one of them and was about to press the tip of her fangs against his neck just to see if she could actually succeed this time, except for he already knew she was there. "Come on, Meiling, really."
She sighed and took her seat next to him. It was really annoying that he had such good senses and always knew that she was there, but after all, he had been a vampire for about the same amount of time, and was pretty good as well. She looked around, wondering exactly who had been killed off this time. It was usually the only reason they ever had meetings, but everyone was there. Herself, Tomoyo, Eriol, Nakuru, and Xiulang. They had actually started off with seven people, but three were killed and then Tomoyo came into the picture, and so now they had their usual five.
Meiling laced her fingers with Xiulang's and leaned in to whisper with him. "You're really no fun at all." He chuckled lightly and smiled at the girl. Xiulang was the only other vampire who was around the same placement as Meiling was, ranked at the top, known by tons and wanted by tons of the hunters.
"Okay! Everyone shut up!" Eriol said as he stood. He was the guy who had lost to Tomoyo, and he was supposed to have been looking after her, teaching her what she needed to know, but he generally avoided her, no doubt embarrassed by the fact that this previous mortal had basically beaten him. "I've got some news here." Everyone eyed him as if it was a matter of life and death. "Meiling was on time!"
"OH, FUCK YOU!" She hissed. Everyone else laughed and Eriol sat down as Xiulang took the place of him. He stood and mumbled a, "shut the hell up, we've got some real news." and waited until everyone calmed down and then began on the latest news of Hong Kong, about the amount of vampires and hunters killed. There were a few laughs as he announced the number of hunters killed, which was higher than usual.
"Anyway. We've got some news from Japan." Meiling frowned. That's where the real hunters lived their lives, killing off their kind. Where the most dangerous resided, in a small town outside of Tokyo. Whenever Japan was mentioned, it almost always had to do with Tomoeda. Xiulang looked down at Meiling before back at the rest of the group in front of him. "Another one hundred and sixty two killings from the infamous Sakura Kinomoto and Xiao-Lang Li. The number of kills from the vampires in Tomoeda still sits at," everyone stared at him in anticipation. "ninety three."
Oh, damn, what an embarrassment.
"Anyone we knew?" Nakuru asked. She was big on who died, and if she knew them or if they were in higher rankings. She was a usually bubbly vampire, always playing with the prey before actually doing anything, flirting with them and getting them to buy her drinks a such. Though, when she knew of the deaths, she took everything else seriously for at least a week and then went back to what she was best known for.
"No." He said back, calmly.
Meiling sighed again and took a side glance to Tomoyo, who was sitting next to Nakuru. Xiulang continued, without even looking at everyone to see if they were paying attention or not. "Told from the other clans, they were some of their top vampires, though."
Sakura Kinomoto and Xiao-Lang Li were the most dangerous hunters ever known. When their clan presided in Hong Kong, three from their group had been killed. Meiling had never actually encountered any of them, but she had always wanted to, always liking the idea of having the challenge placed at her. They were the best, and she was considered the best as well. And anyway, she wanted to be known for the final killing of the best.
"There have been a lot of requests regarding us," Xiulang continued. "That we should be taken to Tomoeda, and plot and full fill their deaths. A lot of shit on how we're the best there is--"
"Which we are." Meiling added, a confident smile passing her lips.
"That we can get rid of them."
There was silence in the room as each person considered this. Xiulang sat down and waited for another person to take the floor, to state their opinion on this whole situation of being sent down to Tomoeda to attempt to kill the most dangerous hunters on the whole fucking world. Tomoyo shifted uneasily in her seat, being new to this group, and being new to the whole vampire ordeal, she was no doubt nervous. "You all may be great at this, but I'm not. Do we have to risk the whole group in a goddamned suicide mission?"
"It's not a goddamn suicide mission, Tomoyo." Meiling said, back, calmly.
"And we don't have to send everyone, though I think the best of this group should. After all, these bastards are the best hunters, and nothing is going to beat them except the best vampires." Eriol said, finally, eyeing Xiulang and Meiling silently.
"Agreed." Nakuru said. "The rest of us should be able to maintain the hunters in Hong Kong, while the others are off in Tomoeda."
"Any votes on who?" Xiulang said. Everything was a matter of votes for some reason. It had just been how their group had worked. The group with the most would overrule and win. Anything usually involving the best vampires, people would usually vote Meiling and Xiulang. Anything involving the smartest would usually have Eriol as the top choice, same with anything that had to do with strategy. Tomoyo was rarely voted for, as was Nakuru.
And of course, Xiulang and Meiling won this time, getting 100% support from everyone else.
"Alright. Then we'll meet up in a few days and get the plan started." Xiulang stood, and then everyone else did and began to leave and such, except for Eriol, considering this was his house and all. Tomoyo went to her car after asking Meiling if she wanted a ride home, and then left, followed by Nakuru and then Xiulang and Meiling leaving last.
"Being sent after the best." Meiling mumbled as she looked down, and made their way to his car. For some reason, she was the only one in five that preferred to walk home, and everyone else had some nice car and preferred to drive everywhere. She hated the idea that Xiulang even drove instead of walking, but she had to put up with it.
