A warning of death, abuse, and torture in this chapter. If it's not for you, skip when instructed. Thank you. Enjoy XxXxXxXxXxXxX
At Akane's request, Aido reluctantly left her alone in the dorm library with the books he'd gathered. She'd spent hours combing over each book, reading through the theories, ideas, and stabs in the dark Vampires had over the centuries to explain the Unfortunate phenomenon.
From what she could gather, Vampires theorised that Unfortunates may have been around nearly as long as they had but had just been overlooked in the past. A Human dying at the hands of a Level E or any Vampire, for that matter, were commonplace. So, there wasn't much documentation to solidify the claim. However, the testimonies from Vampires that had tasted Unfortunate blood perfectly described the carnage Akane had read about in the first book.
One Vampire, a man simply titled Lex, had been interviewed of his experience with Unfortunates and had described, with avid whimsy, and delight, the murder of two thirteen-year-old, twin boys, nearly seven hundred years ago.
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"I caught their scent in town when they had travelled passed me by carriage. They lived, contained within a grand estate, wealth running long and old in their veins, it seemed. I found my way inside the house and coaxed the boys from their games in their room to the garden. It took so little effort, they were eager for attention, as their lofty parents left them to the staff all too often.
Their scents were exquisite! I had to restrain myself from turning feral at the mere sight of them coming from the house. Once we reached a secluded corner, I forced them into a dazed slumber and carried them away to my home, where I proceeded to have the most enjoyable and fulfilling meals of my life.
Once the doors and windows were secured, I wasted no time and dived into the first boy. My bite had woken him, and his beautiful cry of pain woke his brother. I was oblivious, my senses overcome. Pleasure, as I have never experienced in my long years, assaulted me. A burning hunger I had felt since scenting them was quelled, but so was all hunger. That quiet inferno inside every Vampire that most of us ignore, until it becomes as insistent as a crying babe, was gone.
The relief was exalting, beautiful, and over far too quickly. I hadn't even realised my fingers had dug into the Human and torn the very skin from his bones until the screaming from the second boy became no more than whimpers. I sucked desperately at the limbs and scattered pieces of flesh left behind until all the blood had been spent. But it wasn't enough! The hunger was gone but now, the desire was mounting. I ripped the heart from the torso and took it into myself. Ripping and tearing, chewing, and swallowing the thing. It was as if I had become a beast, with nothing but desire to guide me.
The brother was cowering in the corner of my chambers, his large brown eyes and pallid, angelic skin, mocking my hunger and desire in his terror. I wished to take my time with this one. The first had felt so perfect, so encompassing, but had ended so unsatisfactorily. With this boy, I was going to savour every ounce of flesh and blood and take all my pleasures from him.
I had him for one, whole, blissful day. I bit into him as I took pleasure in his flesh, biting off his fingers and sucked on the stumps as I fondled him. His screams and cries had been a symphony, but his blood had been the utmost pleasure. The taste of these boys had been, simply, perfect. There had never been a food, or Human I had tasted before or since that could compare. It had soothed yet riled me, satisfied me, and yet left me wanting, but it did so much more for me than that.
The intense rush of adrenaline was invigorating as was the jump on my stamina. I sustained orgasm, as I fed on him, for much longer than I ever had before. My strength, senses and power grew with every drop. He was like a drug, and I was loth to put him down.
Alas, all ended, with my cock embedded deep inside his anus and my jaws clamped around his shoulder, his last weakened breath shuddered from his lips. I had become the beast again, and my desperation forced me to tear my fingers through his flesh, finding any pocket of sweet nectar left behind until all that remained was limp dry meat.
I have yet to find a Human quite like them and lament that I may never have the chance to experience that feeling again. Also, the effect of their blood lasted years. The strength, the hike in my senses, added sensitivity to sight, sound and touch. While my hunger returned much quicker than ever before, and I found myself hunting for another young thing within a few hours."
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Akane had left the book, sickened, and enraged. It was never mentioned what level Vampire Lex had been, but an educated guess led Akane to believe he was either, a Level B or C Vampire. Akane knew a Level E would be unable to hold a conversation, let alone control themselves long enough to steel people away to their nest or den. They weren't even able to control themselves around ordinary Humans.
If he'd been a Pureblood, they would've mentioned it continuously throughout the text, as they had with Purebloods in every Vampire book Akane had read thus far. The possibility that he could've been a Level D Vampire had been stomped out in her mind violently. Akane could not imagine someone who had once been Human and in control of their faculties, committing such a crime and describing it such.
She knew Humans were capable of terrible things but just couldn't picture an ex-Human describing the murder and consumption of children like this Vampire, Lex. Also, Akane hated the thought that she could, one day, become so detached from the humanity she so desperately clung to, that she could refer to killing people as such a frivolous or enjoyable act.
A born Vampire thinks like this, Vampires like… Aido. Akane shook the thought away. That was unfair and untrue. Aido was nothing like this Vampire, plus, this had been written over seven hundred years ago. Opinions change! This school was living proof that Vampires and Humans can exist side by side, without killing each other. All the Night Class were here by choice… except, Akane remember that Aido had once mentioned that they were here because Kaname believed in Kaien's pacifism. That meant, they were only here, because of Kaname.
Is that true? Did they not think this was worth doing, or did they regularly devour Humans outside of Cross Academy's boundaries and rules? The Hunters exist for a reason, Akane rationalised as she walked the empty corridors. With a confused and fed-up sigh, Akane went to her room and began work on understanding the science behind the blood tablets with the books Aido had dropped off in her room before he'd left for school that evening.
