Blood Reunion ch3
By Shinrai Himura
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, nor will I ever. Because I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh you no sue! The characters Khira and Jalel do, however, do belong to me. On with the fic! WARNING: some romance senses!
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An hour before sunset, all the vampires that lived in Domino City stirred, sensing the approach of a vampire older than Seto and Mokuba. Not by much, but still older.
All four vampires awoke at sundown, as always. Khira yawned and stretched, her fangs lengthening at the sent of blood. Mokuba had risen before her and was currently in her bathroom taking a shower. Khira could sense what was going on in the next room between Jalel and Seto. She made a face at the wall and dressed in a pair of black jeans and a baggy green shirt. Khira brushed her coppery hair back and into a ponytail. Slipping into a pair of black sandals and grabbing her black, leather jacket, she left the apartment. Following the sent of blood. Hunger racking through her body, like little shards of glass in her veins. Khira could sense the presence of another vampire in the immediate area, a young one. So Khira didn't feel intimidated and continued her hunt. there's only so much blood packs can do for you. Sometimes you have to hunt live prey.
The sound of someone being attacked in the ally as Khira passed caught her attention. A cry of pain, terror and a little bit of anger rang in Khira's ears like the annoying fire alarm of schools. The sent of blood filled the air and Khira's eyes began to glow a hellish red. Walking into the ally, Khira found a bunch of punks ganging up on a white haired boy. Khira whispered and when she saw his face, bleeding from a gash just above his right eye, it enraged her. No one was to hurt her prey! her instinct raged in her mind. Before she could stop herself, khira lunged into the ally and caught the first boy she came to by his shirt collar and sank her fangs deep into his neck. draining the boy in three gulps. This action caused Ryou's attackers to back away in fright and surprise.
if you value your life, I suggest you leave and forget this ever happened. Khira said with a feral snarl. The boys screamed and ran out of the ally faster than they would have if Khira was a cop. Ryou was cowering in a corner, afraid the punks were still there, ready to attack him again.
You're okay now, the punks are gone. Khira said soothingly, completely forgetting her fangs were still there and blood had dribbled down the side of her mouth. The boy she had drained from earlier was unconscious. Ryou looked up and a new fear invaded his chocolate brown eyes.
Don't be afraid Ryou. I wont hurt you. Khira said and pulled the teen to his feet.
What are you? he asked, his voice trembling. Unable to stop herself, Khira reached up on tip toes and licked Ryou's wound.
You taste sweet, untainted blood is always the sweetest. Khira purred. In his shock, Ryou didn't know what to do. All he knew was that this girl that appeared out of nowhere, had fangs and saved his butt was kissing on him. Khira kissed Ryou's mouth, eyes, and neck. Ryou shivered with pleasure when Khira lightly ran her fangs along the side of his neck. Her breath hot and panting, desire shining in her eyes. Ryou gave a soft gasp of surprise and pleasure when Khira pierced his neck with her fangs. Khira drank slowly of Ryou's sweet, untainted blood, taking just a few sips. When Khira pulled away, Ryou's eyes were blank, he was totally in her power. Khira nuzzled his neck and licked the wound she herself had put. By tomorrow morning it would appear to be a rather dark hickey. Khira nipped her own wrist and let a few drops drip into his mouth, connecting them. Khira nuzzled Ryou's neck again.
You are mine. All mine. she said and Ryou wrapped his arms around her waist, accepting his fate.
Yes, I am yours. All yours. Yours alone. Ryou said, sounding mechanical.
Oh dear. this will not do at all. I want you to retain your free will, to be yourself. but I do not ant you to look at me with fear and revulsion. Khira said, looking up at the taller teen. An idea popped into her head and she quickly planted the thought into Ryou's mind.
You will have your free will but you will not fear me or my kind. I am placing my mark on you so that other vampires will not go after you. Got it. Now when you leave this ally, you will forget what happened her, you will have a faded memory of a girl and that is all. When next we meet you will sense out connection and you will not fear me. Khira said and stepped out of Ryou's grasp. Pointing toward the exit of the ally and silently told him to go. Melting into the shadows so not to be seen, she followed Ryou to his home. His evil twin, Bakura rushed out of their house and started yelling at Ryou for being late to dinner. Khira pushed a little of her power to ward off Bakura, to make him leave Ryou alone. They went back into the house and before Ryou walked into the house, Khira pinched Ryou's butt and snickered at the wide eyed look on his face. Remember mon ami, you are mine and mine alone. Ryou heard a voice in his head and knew it to be true for some reason. He went into his house with a pleased look on his face. Khira rushed home with the speed of the vampires. Jalel and Seto were no longer getting reacquainted and were sitting on the couch having a conversation.
Oh, you're home. Did you feed well? Jalel inquired. Eyeing the blood stain on Khira's shirt.
If you call a punk a good meal. His blood was tinted with narcotics. So I feel slightly sick. Khira said and plopped onto the American Flag patterned bean bag chair.
Well, now that everyone is here, I have something I want to tell you. Seto said and looked at Mokuba.
The story I am about to tell you is the truth. It is about mine and Mokuba's origins. Seto said and Khira groaned.
Will this take a while? I really need a shower. Khira said and leaned forward in the bean bag chair. Seto glared at Khira, but Jalel gave him a look that said to tolerate the girl.
Five thousand years ago, I was a High Priest in Egypt. I served the Pharaoh Yami, who was a young, but wise ruler. The royal family consisted of the Pharaoh, his wife and young daughter. When Pharaoh tried for a son, his wife died during birth. As did the son. To ease his grief, Pharaoh sought comfort in the arms of a foreign woman who was called Cameela. Something was very odd about Cameela, her habit of only being seen at night and eating alone was only a few. Cameela, of course, was a vampire., however, Pharaoh found out the hard way. She made Yami a vampire. Which in turn Pharaoh killed her and made my little brother and I the same as he. Seto said, looking not at anything but the flowered wall paper.
A vampire hunter from some unknown civilization that had been tracking Cameela found his way to Egypt. Intending to kill Cameela as revenge on his family, which she had destroyed. His name was Ramset, from him the clan of Belmont will arise to become the first organized group of vampire hunters. Seto continued, looking into a past long forgotten. Closing his eyes and entering a past so long ago.

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WOOH! That took a while! I got cramps in my fingers and my back and head hurt. Well, here's the question for readers to answer, if you get it right you win the knowledge of knowing you were right!

Question: Did Ramset kill Pharaoh for being a vampire? OR was he the one that sealed Pharaoh's spirit into the Millennium Puzzle? Will I ever come up with a spell to oops if I continue with this question I'll give it all away!