Title: Beloved
By: Morgan Johnson
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh
A/N: (Updated) This chapter originally contained 939 words, let's beat this number, shall we?
I apologize for not updating this story in a long while but for those who have read my profile you should know why. A brief note: If you have not read Immortal you will not clearly understand this story (reviewer). This story will help you understand the gaps in Immortal, alright? For those of you who do not know the structures I use here they are:
AU- alternate universe, meaning that the story does not take place as in the anime.
One-Shot: Only one chapter or mini-story. This story however is NOT a one-shot.
Chapter Two: Immortality's Curse
I made my way through history observing all I could. I erased all memories I had once held dear and tried to experience the human world with what I had left of myself, which wasn't much to start with. I "inherited" my former possessions from myself countless times, always posing as my deceased cousin. Humans never caught on, whether because they were not bright enough or because they suspected something sinister and did not want to get involved. Whatever the care was, nothing ever appeared to be illegal in any way.
I learned many traits from those I "befriended". Some of these traits, I knew, would come in handy later on. Not only could I now use my abilities to their full potential, but I could mesmerize at will, persuade others to see things my way and I could have any person I wanted to share my bed. I blocked all thoughts of Serene when I did this. I knew it would only hurt me more to remember her so I tried to replace her countless times, it never worked. I would only imagine her petal-soft lips caressing mine instead of whoever it was that I was bedding. I would pretend it was her sweet moans rather than the strangled cries of the whore beneath me. I was never satisfied as I had been with Serene.
She had known me inside and out. She had brought peace and happiness and had chased away all my demons to make me forget the creature that I truly was. My thirst had died down quite a bit. I had learned to control my feedings more thoroughly now. But my ideals concerning the human world remained the same. They were nothing more than worthless cretins that preyed upon each other more than my kind did. I had never encountered one of my kind that relished human fear more than humans themselves did.
The rich governed the poor. It had been so in my time but never to this extent. When I was still human, we helped those that needed help with nothing expected in return. Now, in the modern world, if someone lent a "helping hand" it was because they wanted something to gain, sometimes it was more than what they gave in the first place. Humans saw me, now, as nothing more than a means to an end. They used my connections to place themselves high up the social ladder and then later tried to rid of my thrown. They learned not to try to do so, if they lived to ever think it through.
I collected possessions from those humans, though I did not need to. Material possessions were worthless to me as the only thing of real value in this pathetic excuse for a planet was taken from me. She had been destroyed my own nature. If only she had waited a bit longer, the pain would have subsided and she would still be in my arms, warm to the touch and strong. We would have created a family of our own, as my kind cannot reproduce. A young girl who resembled her perhaps or a bouncing boy I could be proud of, perhaps similar to my younger brother. I hadn't thought of my human family in a few centuries and it made me as remorseful as possible for a vampire to be.
I lurked in the shadows feasting off those that I could and turning those that I deemed unworthy of life. I began to expand my species as much as I could; turning humans into creatures like me. My breed was dying after all. It wouldn't be fair to allow humans to keep creating their own filth without giving them a dying chance. Humans would be hunted slowly and conspicuously, only allowing them to ponder of their fears, never confirming them until they drew their last breath.
It was a good exchange for all that they had caused me. Though allowing humans to hold a connection to me, felt intrusive and immoral to my personal being, I felt it necessary to allow my species a fighting chance in this world. There were and still are too many humans, most who don't wish to live or allow others to live. The selfishness they possess makes me wonder how I was ever one of them and why I longed to still be so when I held Serene in my arms. They held nothing precious and only reminisced in their own filth. Why were they allowed to prosper while I wallowed in my loss?
Remembering Serene made me face the truth, I had no reason to live, though I did not even breathe. I had no will to drink, as blood did not interest me anymore. I accommodated myself to the ever changing world with no desire of any sort. That, however, changed with the arrival of the twenty-first century.
I felt a strong connection to this period of time, though I could not determine why until almost recently. I arrived at the city of Domino, Japan after feeling a pull towards it. The city itself was full of life at all hours of the day, making it easy for me to receive my required blood intake. The humans in this city were not as cautious as in other parts of the world. I transferred my funds and resources to this city in hopes of knowing if I had finally found a place where I could truly belong. If only Serene had been here to see it all.
I drank cautiously, as in the modern world people become too suspicious of anyone and anything. Trust is no longer merited as it was in my original time. People do not invite you to dinner just after meeting you, nor do women approach a stranger for help. Humans are self-destructive, petty and cruel to others in need, they use and are used on a daily basis and have no knowledge of their past or their future. This to me was humorous.
How could a person live without knowing where he or she was going? Their lives were all a routine, the same thing day after day after day. Such a thing was for a beautiful young detective I encountered one night after a rather delicious kill. The small girl I had killed had been young and appeared to be rather defenseless but she had put up more of a fight than my other victims had. It had been awe invoking, my hunt that is. I had followed her for more than a block when she had entered a small park. It was entirely deserted and I could feel her fear like a fleece, enveloping me entirely with her scent. She was scared of something that she couldn't see but she could feel it, feel me.
I let her senses overwhelm her as she thought she could flee. Her sapphire eyes had been wide and alert as I approached her from the shadows. She had considered her possibilities rapidly and had reached the conclusion that her fate was decided. All she could do was taking a stance and fight me.
She had struggled to break free of my grip but her strength was nothing compared to mine. Within a few seconds she had been limp in my arms; her last words were "Yugi". It saddened me somewhat that another person had had their loved one taken from them but cruelty reigned supreme in this new era. This "Yugi" would just have to come to terms with that like I had. I was disturbed by this killing and decided to stick around to make sure that her body was found. It could, to an extent, bring closure to her beloved.
After my arrival, this had been the sixth girl I had attacked, knowing that females were entranced by my looks and would not second question my advances. This girl, I had attacked in a park, after following her from a building complex. She had kept walking after I allowed her to see me and had quickened her pace. This one was smart enough not to trust me yet she would not escape her fate.
Soon the park was overrun by police officers and media, trying to connect her to any other murder. Of course they were stumped by her death and had classified her with all my other victims. A young, petite detective had arrived on the scene and I had felt a pull towards her. I could not describe my feelings to you even if I had a century to do so.
The detective seemed so familiar yet I could not place where I had met her before. This had been my first trip to this city and I knew that if I had seen her before I would have tried to encounter her more so. She was beautiful, yet not too glamorous. She seemed to be confident and strong willed all the qualities that I had loved about Serene. I pushed Serene out of my mind as I slowly left the park. Maybe I would see this detective again and then maybe I would have some long deserved fun.
Misery: Updated 1,700 words. Wow! At least I managed to edit it and make it better. Hope you like it!
So like it? Tell me but remember no flames. The chapters are going well and I hope to make this story longer than Immortal with all the explanations and all. It is still the same sequence as Immortal, so don't worry…later