[Kiyama: I wrote this late at night. I believe it's rather creepy. This is a possible one-shot but that all depends if you all have ideas and if you even want me to continue. I hope those who read enjoy.]

Am I Forsaken?

Possible One-Shot

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Usually you'd think life would be easy-going. I mean you wake up, you go to school, you come home, and you go to bed. Nothing more than that seems to happen. Well, I began to differ. My life was simple back then but now it's changed.

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Let's just say never walk home alone on a cold night when the moon is full and it's too quiet which makes you feel rather uncomfortable. Well, like I said you don't want be in the situation. Okay? Okay.

On a Tuesday night I was walking home us usual, walking on the familiar path home. The moon was as white and pure as ever and the wind rustled my long black hair. It was rather cold and I pulled my jacket around me close.

I wore my black leather jacket instead of the required uniform jacket we were required to wear in school. It was the ugliest color of them all, the color of death, the color of hell...the color was pink. Other than that I like the uniforms. As always, it is required and I have no choice in the matter.

Damn it! I went into another rant again!

As I was saying, suddenly I felt a freezing cold shiver slowly travel up my spine as I felt a presence behind me. I didn't want to turn to see if it was something horrible and revolting but my curiosity got the better of me as it always had.

I slowly turned to see a teenager just like me. He had some kind of eerie aura around him but I had to admit that didn't bother me at all. I was focused on how he looked.

This stranger wore black jacket that looked just like the boys school uniforms at my school, the only difference seemed to be his was black. Beneath his jacket was a black, leather shirt and around his neck was black buckle along with a thick chain that held what looked like an upside-down pyramid. He also wore black, leather pants with two black belts and black shoes.

His hair looked somewhat like this teen from my school. I believe his name was Yugi. The teen in front of me had bangs that were golden blonde and were shaped like lightening bolts that boxed his face. Three bangs stuck up like the rest of his mess of hair. Behind his bands his hair spiked up like black mountain peaks tipped with a crimson red.

I couldn't help but stare at him. He looked at me with his crimson colored eyes, they looked evilly at me. For some reason I knew there was something about the guys that wasn't good but I knew that there was no way out of this.

Come closer, a voice rang in my head.

Who's there? I called though my mind.

Come closer to me, the voice rang again.

I turned my attention toward the teen in front of me. I now knew the voice was coming from him. His voice was so haunting; I wanted to listen to what he was telling me to do. It was like an urge, an insist.

Come to me Tokuhana... his voice told me.

My mind went black as I found myself walking towards him and falling into his arms. I leaned my head on his shoulder and found myself to be drifting from what I knew as reality.

Tilt you head for me Tokuhana, his voice rang through my head.

I blindly tilted my head as he had asked me to revealing my neck beneath my hair. I soon felt his warm breath upon my bare neck. I quivered...my body and mind were bent to his will and I was not afraid, I felt nothing.

I soon felt slight pain as something pierced my neck but the pain soon went away and I began to enjoy this feeling of pleasure that ran course through my body. I now knew that he was taking my blood from me, he was a bloodsucker...a vampire.

As he fed upon me I slowly and unconsciously put my hand on the back of his neck and continued to let him feed off me. I stood there, half limp in his arms as I was being drain of the blood that sustained my body.

After a few moments he lifted his mouth from my neck and looked into my eyes which were empty and lifeless. I now saw the two blood soaked fangs that had bitten into my flesh. This only proved my conclusion.

"Do you wish become the undead and stay with me or do you wish to die here?" He asked in his deep voice that had once rang through my mind.

I could feel my heart slowing down, I was going to die unless I became like him. Not dead but not alive. I did not want to die...

I wish to be like you, I said in my mind.

He only smirked as if he knew my thoughts. He slowly bent down and rested my head on his lap. As his held out his arm and pulled up his sleeve. With his fang he slit his wrist and blood began to drip out of the fresh cut he had made. He held the cut to my lips.

Drink if it is truly your wish, his voice said ringing though my mind once more.

I slowly drank the liquid and I felt my body boil and burn, I felt like electric shock ran course thought my entire body. This small pain ended shortly after. This stranger sat me up and looked into my eyes with his own.

You are now a member of the living Dead, his voice said in my mind...

[Kiyama: Well, I don't know how to exactly go from here so I will leave up to all of you. If you want me to continue please give me some ideas. I would be happy to write more...I'm just stuck. Review please!]