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Disclaime: Only gonna put this once, and only once, SailorMoon and Gundam Wing do NOT belong to me...happy?

Silk

Thin spider-like fingers curled around the neck of the glass of the crimson red liquid-the essence of all life.

Obsidian blue eyes closed themselves off from the night as cold, stained, ruby red lips slipped into a smirk.

Her eyes flashed red as they opened as wooden doors that protected her room burst open savagely and in came a blur of black, and white assaulted her. Ripping at anything and everything it could.

The shattering sound of glass falling across the stone floor was the first thing her guards saw as they stormed into the room.

The window was wide open, letting in the freezing winds, as they surveyed the room.

Blood was splattered violently across the room, organs still convulsing near the body.

Her dark eyes laughed maliciously as her body began to disintegrate into dust as the blood began to sink into the walls and carpets disappearing completely.

Bowing their heads in respect, they backed out of the room, shutting the double doors for the last time; for the century.

Hundreds of Years Later

Heero dove around the corner as he shot several soldiers, grunting. Jumping over the fence in back of him, landing with a silent thud. He began running across the dark alley he was currently situated in. Turning, he began shooting again, this time coming out into a small deserted part of the city.

Looking around, he opted for the path that was closed off with an ancient black iron gate. Hoisting himself, he leapt of the gate and rolled to the side-hiding behind an old stone pillar that was one of many that protected the foreboding manor.

Reloading his gun, he stood up and came into view to the soldiers, with not even an ounce of pity or regret filling his heart.

As soon as the last man dropped, he dug out a remote from his old worn jacket and pushed down the single button as the sounds of screaming and explosives were heard through the air everywhere.

Smirking, he turned his back and leant upon the pillar, and pulled out a small disk and looked it over before returning it to his jacket.

The manor looked ancient, which scarcely surprised him that such an old fashion manor like this was still standing and not up for tours and the like. Overlooking the stone statues, he saw that they resembled demons, gods, goddesses and angels. Crimson red roses had grown up the manor which was made of slate-colored stone that didn't make the manor any more appealing.

On the blueprints he had had memorized, the manor had not been on there at all-not even the smallest mark.

Emotionless Prussian blue eyes looked once again at the manor before he began his walk to the manor doors.

Inside the Manor

The sound of a live beating heart coming closer and closer to the manor got louder and louder with each step as bright crystalline eyes fluttered open as her body began to wake after centuries of rest.

Flexing her thin skeletal-looking hands, she began to pull herself up from the cold stone floor. Looking around at her large majestic room covered in shards of glass and particles of dust.

Examining her web-like dress, which was well ripped apart and covered in saliva. Lifting her hand, her fingers ran through a large golden mess of tangles mixed with blood and salivate.

Licking her lips, she looked toward her old door which had gathered as much dust as everything else in the room.

Some foolish mortal had awakened everything in the manor with just a simple heartbeat. A wicked gleam twinkled in her eyes as she thought of her fist victim in years, the fresh taste of that metallic liquid which would renew her even further.

Placing her hand on the chair next to her, she began to pull her self upwards, wobbling, her legs adjusted to the pressure of being used.

She giggled wickedly as she worked her magic with a simple wave of her hand as she thought of the many traps set around the castle that would directly lead the mortal towards her.

The Foyer

His feet crept quietly along the undusted floor as a chill ran up and down his spine as the lights flickered around, lighting themselves-giving him the light he needed to see around him.

The walls showed beautiful portraits of gorgeous woman as well as two suitcases that ran off to the sides. The hall looked regal enough for a king-certainly not the image he had projected from the outside.

Taking a step forward, a high-pitched scream came out of nowhere as a steel gate cascaded down roughly behind him-shutting him off from the right staircase.

Keeping a straight face, he began walking towards the left staircase as he heard something unlock and creep open. Deciding to not look back, he shivered as a cold, bony hand was laid upon his shoulder. Turning around her pulled his gun from its holster he pointed his gun at-nothing. Hearing a cynical laugh behind him as a gate slammed down from behind him leaving him nowhere to go but up.

Keeping his gun up, he began a steady climb up the stairs. The upstairs was a gigantic one-sided hall with many sets of doors but the sound of locking doors perked his curiosity, looking to the right he found himself looking at his reflection. Looking deeper, his reflection grinned showing fanged canines and flashing red eyes.

Stepping back several times he turned right as another gate came crashing down right in front of him, making it so he couldn't go back downstairs. Stopping he looked upwards and so no gates but raised his eyebrows in shock.

Ghostly figures were gliding above him in large dresses and lavish frocks, but none of them paying any attention to the law of physics here it seemed. Coming back to earth, he shook his head as he continued on as several girls giggled as he walked below them and dropped something. Turning around he suppressed a groan and saw another gate-something he thought were no more.

Starting his walk again, this time clamping his hands against his ears, he began to run to the end of the hall as the last gate had finally fallen had he taken his hands off his ears.

Staring at the double doors in front of him, the ones he had been lured too were leering at him-begging to be opened. Gripping one of the handles, he pulled on it tightly, it didn't budge. He pulled on the other handle and it had the same effect. Pulling both of them at the same time with all of his strength the doors flew open as he greeted an empty room or so he thought.

Raising his gun, he walked to the center of the room, right next to the bed as someone came behind him as he quickly turned as a 1.5 mm bullet was about to go into her face.

Heero found it especially her hard to point his gun at her as he lowered his gun and left it to the floor.

Serenity circled him as she studied him from top to bottom with Heero doing the same, the goddess in front of him could rival that of Aphrodite in beauty as Selenity in grace.

Before he knew it, she had herself on top of him, attacking him with her lips; he held her waist as she came to ravage his lips with him kissing back with the same amount of force as everything in his mind disappeared.

As they fell onto top of the bed together, she moved to the area right below his ear, taking his ear she whispered to him, hurriedly in a husky voice "Do you want to be invincible, unbeatable…mine?" She asked as she nipped on his earlobe and returned to ravishing his lips again as he responded in a daze "Yours…forever?" He replied kissing her back as if she was a drug and he was the addict.

Serenity giggles as he kissed her "Yours forever" She said breaking the contact and looked at him again "Simply gorgeous." She said as she slipped his worn jacket and wrapped her arms around his soldier as she began to smolder his neck in kisses-deepening the spell she had on him.

She grinned sadistically as he tilted his neck giving her more access to his creamy white neck.

Crying out in pain, she smirked as she sunk her fangs deeper, draining the life from him. She drew back quickly and unhooked herself from Heero as she took one of her fingers and sliced open her wrist and held it up to him.

He obeyed her actions as he took her wrist almost instantly and began losing more and more of his skin color as he was almost white. With each pause he took to swallow-he became more and more greedy.

Gasping out in pain, she quickly retreated her wrist as she closed her wound simply by rerunning her finger over it as her skin rethreaded itself together. Finding his hand she grasped it, and snapped her fingers.

Heero blinked as he pushed himself up and untangled himself as he looked at her and the room. He brought his hand up and felt his neck and confirmed she was a vampire and she just had played her game right and made him into one as well.

His eyes were beginning to droop, as he slumped to the floor while Serenity rewrapped her hand around his and pulled him up before falling asleep again.

End of Chapter One