Chapter 2
Aisha: I forgot to put this up in the first chapter, but I don't own Yu-Gi- Oh, or Kira.
Ceris: Moron.
Aisha: sigh Anyway the outfit that I have Seto wearing is from a picture I saw. I'll try to find the link but I can't promise anything...
Ceris: the outfits a little different than what she described because she's stupid.
Aisha: Because I wasn't looking at the stupid thing. Anyway I wanted to say that this story will probably be sad, unless I get enough reviews asking for a happy ending, and I might end up putting the rating at R because there will be Vampireic violence later in the story it just hasn't shown up yet, and the story will have a very dark atmosphere if you couldn't guess that. And Fushicho Hime thanks for the review! It really helped! Thank you SOOOOOOO much!!!!!!!!!
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Kaiba had never believed in vampires until something happened that changed his life. He had been at work until nearly three in the morning. When he returned home he couldn't find Mokuba at first, but after some searching he found him. The boy was in the kitchen all the blood in his body gone. After that Kaiba went into a depression, but it was then that Yami came. He told him that the boy had been killed by a vampire, and Yami knew which vampire it was.
Bakura.
The vampire Bakura had been alive for thousands of years and was one of the most ruthless, twisted and sadistic vampires known. He created countless other vampires but killed all of them save one, an Egyptian girl named Bwin. She is nearly as twisted and sadistic as Bakura himself.
It was then that Kaiba swore that he would annihilate all vampires...
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Kaiba slammed open the door to his flat.
"Kiyone?" He yelled into the darkened flat. There was no answer, so Kaiba assumed that she was still off wherever she had went. He walked through the room, and into the computer room. He started to type on the computer trying to find out anything he could on the two vampires and the boy that was with them.
Kaiba had spent most of his life working with computers and could work his way around them. After he had been working for a few minutes he had already been able to trace the car to the building that the two were in. Kaiba sighed and leaned back in his chair.
He started to pick up the phone but dropped it. He picked it up again, and once more dropped it. He rubbed his eyes, and sighed once more. He really needed some sleep. He could call Yami tomorrow. He pressed the message button and lisined to the messages as he took off his outfit. There were two. One was from Kiyone.
"Hi Seto, it's Kiyone, I just wanted to call and say that I won't be coming home. Please, I'm fine so don't come and look for me at all. Ja ne."
The second was from Yami.
"Kaiba, I want you to find out about that boy that was with Bakura and Bwin. Do it as soon as you can."
Kaiba shook his head. Yami was a total ass, but then again he knew that he was as well. He pulled on the outfit that he slept in and then fell onto the bed.
He needed sleep and by the time his head hit the pillow he was dead to the world.
Yami and Kaiba had long since grown used to staying awake all night, and sleeping all day. It was something that you had to grow used to if you were to become a vampire hunter. You also had to start to disregarded peoples lives, especially the ones that knew about the vamps and didn't care and the ones that knew of the vamps and bared there throats to them, because those people were almost as bad off as the vamps themselves. Then there were the servants.... People who drank vampiric blood and were given immortality. People who were bound to the vampire, who were forced to live, forever, tied to the vampire. You also had to become used to the killings, both the vampire and the mortal, because if it bothered you every time you killed one, you just couldn't do the job. Of course you tried to prevent harm from the normal humans but it wasn't always something that you could do. In short you had to become jaded. You had to become just like the vampires them selves.
The irony did not escape Yami.
Practically become what you have devoted your entire life to trying to kill.
Yet even vampires had it a bit easier than the hunters. Vampires knew that they were being hunted and, may be saddened but not destroyed if they lost some one they cared for. A hunter could fall in love but could never be allowed to love because of the risk they would be putting there beloved in...
Yami had found that out the hard way. He had lost the only person he had ever loved to a vampire. The same vampire that he hunted hell the vampire that he had an obsession with killing. Bakura....
The hunter sat back in his chair, looking out the window, and away from the books that he had sprawled out over the table. His research was not yet done but he was going to take a break anyway. The topic was too confusing for him to fully grasp. To understand why vampires did not seem to be affected by Necromancy was a question that one needed to ask a Necromancer. Yami wasn't a Necromancer, just a wizard.
He watched the sun starting to come up. It really was beautiful, the sunset and he so rarely enjoyed it... He sighed, leaned forward, shaking the thoughts of the sun from his mind, and produced a map from the pile of things that were on the table. He glanced at the map and crossed off a block. He had been trying to find out were Bakuras haven was, and he knew that the creature was not in the area of the club he had been at last night, he was too smart for that.
Yami set the map back down and closed his eyes, but right away he saw the boy that had been with Bakura and his vampire crony. The boy looked eerily similar to him, but it was more than that. It was the innocents that was in the boys eyes, even after he had supposedly lost his soul to damnation, the way that he managed to look so kind and even vulnerable...
He was going to have to get the boy before Bakura did anything to him. He had seen Bakura taint innocents before, hell he had seen what vampire had done to create his little protégé, Bwin, and that had not bothered him anywhere near as much as this boy was. But.... But he had to get this boy. He had to save him. Yami stood up.
He was going to go over to Kaibas house, he was going to find out were the three of them were.
He walked out of his apartment and to his car, he started the thing and began the drive to Kaibas flat.
Aisha: I forgot to put this up in the first chapter, but I don't own Yu-Gi- Oh, or Kira.
Ceris: Moron.
Aisha: sigh Anyway the outfit that I have Seto wearing is from a picture I saw. I'll try to find the link but I can't promise anything...
Ceris: the outfits a little different than what she described because she's stupid.
Aisha: Because I wasn't looking at the stupid thing. Anyway I wanted to say that this story will probably be sad, unless I get enough reviews asking for a happy ending, and I might end up putting the rating at R because there will be Vampireic violence later in the story it just hasn't shown up yet, and the story will have a very dark atmosphere if you couldn't guess that. And Fushicho Hime thanks for the review! It really helped! Thank you SOOOOOOO much!!!!!!!!!
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Kaiba had never believed in vampires until something happened that changed his life. He had been at work until nearly three in the morning. When he returned home he couldn't find Mokuba at first, but after some searching he found him. The boy was in the kitchen all the blood in his body gone. After that Kaiba went into a depression, but it was then that Yami came. He told him that the boy had been killed by a vampire, and Yami knew which vampire it was.
Bakura.
The vampire Bakura had been alive for thousands of years and was one of the most ruthless, twisted and sadistic vampires known. He created countless other vampires but killed all of them save one, an Egyptian girl named Bwin. She is nearly as twisted and sadistic as Bakura himself.
It was then that Kaiba swore that he would annihilate all vampires...
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Kaiba slammed open the door to his flat.
"Kiyone?" He yelled into the darkened flat. There was no answer, so Kaiba assumed that she was still off wherever she had went. He walked through the room, and into the computer room. He started to type on the computer trying to find out anything he could on the two vampires and the boy that was with them.
Kaiba had spent most of his life working with computers and could work his way around them. After he had been working for a few minutes he had already been able to trace the car to the building that the two were in. Kaiba sighed and leaned back in his chair.
He started to pick up the phone but dropped it. He picked it up again, and once more dropped it. He rubbed his eyes, and sighed once more. He really needed some sleep. He could call Yami tomorrow. He pressed the message button and lisined to the messages as he took off his outfit. There were two. One was from Kiyone.
"Hi Seto, it's Kiyone, I just wanted to call and say that I won't be coming home. Please, I'm fine so don't come and look for me at all. Ja ne."
The second was from Yami.
"Kaiba, I want you to find out about that boy that was with Bakura and Bwin. Do it as soon as you can."
Kaiba shook his head. Yami was a total ass, but then again he knew that he was as well. He pulled on the outfit that he slept in and then fell onto the bed.
He needed sleep and by the time his head hit the pillow he was dead to the world.
Yami and Kaiba had long since grown used to staying awake all night, and sleeping all day. It was something that you had to grow used to if you were to become a vampire hunter. You also had to start to disregarded peoples lives, especially the ones that knew about the vamps and didn't care and the ones that knew of the vamps and bared there throats to them, because those people were almost as bad off as the vamps themselves. Then there were the servants.... People who drank vampiric blood and were given immortality. People who were bound to the vampire, who were forced to live, forever, tied to the vampire. You also had to become used to the killings, both the vampire and the mortal, because if it bothered you every time you killed one, you just couldn't do the job. Of course you tried to prevent harm from the normal humans but it wasn't always something that you could do. In short you had to become jaded. You had to become just like the vampires them selves.
The irony did not escape Yami.
Practically become what you have devoted your entire life to trying to kill.
Yet even vampires had it a bit easier than the hunters. Vampires knew that they were being hunted and, may be saddened but not destroyed if they lost some one they cared for. A hunter could fall in love but could never be allowed to love because of the risk they would be putting there beloved in...
Yami had found that out the hard way. He had lost the only person he had ever loved to a vampire. The same vampire that he hunted hell the vampire that he had an obsession with killing. Bakura....
The hunter sat back in his chair, looking out the window, and away from the books that he had sprawled out over the table. His research was not yet done but he was going to take a break anyway. The topic was too confusing for him to fully grasp. To understand why vampires did not seem to be affected by Necromancy was a question that one needed to ask a Necromancer. Yami wasn't a Necromancer, just a wizard.
He watched the sun starting to come up. It really was beautiful, the sunset and he so rarely enjoyed it... He sighed, leaned forward, shaking the thoughts of the sun from his mind, and produced a map from the pile of things that were on the table. He glanced at the map and crossed off a block. He had been trying to find out were Bakuras haven was, and he knew that the creature was not in the area of the club he had been at last night, he was too smart for that.
Yami set the map back down and closed his eyes, but right away he saw the boy that had been with Bakura and his vampire crony. The boy looked eerily similar to him, but it was more than that. It was the innocents that was in the boys eyes, even after he had supposedly lost his soul to damnation, the way that he managed to look so kind and even vulnerable...
He was going to have to get the boy before Bakura did anything to him. He had seen Bakura taint innocents before, hell he had seen what vampire had done to create his little protégé, Bwin, and that had not bothered him anywhere near as much as this boy was. But.... But he had to get this boy. He had to save him. Yami stood up.
He was going to go over to Kaibas house, he was going to find out were the three of them were.
He walked out of his apartment and to his car, he started the thing and began the drive to Kaibas flat.