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Axel and Riku: ...what...? o-O

Sporky: Chappie three:D YAY!

Axel: That's great. -sarcasm-

Riku: Yeah, it really is. -sarcasm as well-

Sporky:D I know! XD

:3 Enjoy chapter three.

A month passed, and I still didn't have a plan.

By now I knew some things about the people I sat with. Seraphim was shy, she didn't talk a lot. But she liked to be active in the community. Nia liked to gossip too much, and she was loud. And very annoying. Kairi seemed too light and cheery, like some dim princess out of a fairytale. I just hoped no one really was understanding me too much.

The staircase was empty. It was a big one, very long, on the side of the building. I had skipped French to try and formulate a plan. After all, I was thirsty, and not for strawberry milk.

Unable to contain myself to sitting on the cold stair and tapping my pencil on a piece of paper. I stood up, stretched, walked a bit. Blood was on my mind. Finally I caved in and checked the teeth that change upon my will--yes, they were sharp. I really did yearn for blood.

The many thoughts of blood made me woozy. I hadn't been this long without blood in a very long time. Probably not since I became a vampire. But no, I was going to take Riku, even if it was the last thing I did. I was going to kill that boy, with the blood of Daiki running through his veins. I was going to, and no one could stop me.

I heard a door open, and then steps. And then more steps, and more. Classes were being let out.

I began cramming things into my backpack, in a hurry to drop my things back at my locker before English.

People started walking up and down the staircase. Two girls were reading a book as they walked. One turned the page, then winced. "Oww,"

"Oh, what happened?" the other asked.

"Paper cut," the first laughed, shaking her finger in the air. It was bleeding; I could smell it. The scent made me hungy. So hungy, that I fell, and heard someone familiar say, "Ah--Syra?"

I opened my eyes and found myself in a white room, lying on a bed. There was a curtain around me, lightly dimming the man-made light in the room.

"Wha..." I sat up slightly, racking my brain on how I got here.

"You fainted," Riku said, opening the curtain a crack to let himself in. "It's after school."

My eyes widened. "I...I fainted...?"

"So," Riku said, sitting down in a nearby chair. "You're a vampire?"

The fact that he had just said that sent me flying. It was like he was discriminating against me. I didn't know how, but he was. "So?! You are too!!" I cried, clearly angry.

"Hmm?" Riku asked, cocking his head, uncaring about my obvious anger.

"You!" I said. "You're a vampire!"

"Oh," Riku chuckled. "Yeah. About that." He laid back in the chair, still relaxed. "You're half-right, right there."

"How can I be half-right?" I asked. Then I understood--Riku was Daiki's son. So there was a chance, if Daiki hadn't taken his wife...

"You see, my mom was originally going to be one of my father's victims." Riku explained, as though I were an old friend and this was a normal conversation topic. "But the way she didn't resist, and talked as though her life wasn't going to change one bit, intrigued him. So he let her be. Soon enough, they fell in love...boy plus girl equals me." Riku laughed.

I blinked. "You're not explaining it enough."

"Ah," Riku chucked again, "when a guy and a girl--"

"Not that," I sighed. "You know."

"Well, she wasn't vampire. He was. So I'm half-vampire."

"When do you feed?" I demanded. "Where? How?"

Riku kept his laid-back grin. "Don't have to. Since I'm half-vampire, I get all of the perks, none of that negative stuff." He flipped a piece of his hair up and down a moment. "Looks...talent...I can stop aging whenever I want to...my eyes can change color, but when I want them to...I have a lethal weapon always with me if ever needed..." he smiled, flashing the fangs. "These come and go too. Like you. Except because I don't need to feed, they don't come out when I'm too thirsty."

"You're father's dead." I said bluntly, changing the subject topic. Riku nodded. "Yes...and?"

"How," I said. "I...I wanted to..."

"Kill him?" Riku asked, not as happy. "Join the club."

"How many people did he take?" I asked, imagining the millions of angry souls against the man.

"Oh. Probably close to none." He added, "Lucky girl."

I scowled. He smiled briefly, but the smile faded as he went on. "But...I hate him too."

"What?" I asked, wondering why Riku would hate the man who gave him so much.

"He killed my mom," Riku explained. "He wanted to change me into a full vampire for his own twisted reasons. Probably wanted to make a legacy, a town--world--ruled by vampires."

"And she didn't want to?"

"Not in the least bit. She wanted me to keep a normal life, as close to it as I could...but..." his voice trailed off. I understood. Daiki wasn't happy, and needed to vent.

And he probably needed to feed..., I thought, oddly frightened. And I found myself thinking out loud.

"If you don't feed for a certain amount of time, it gets harder and harder to control yourself the next time you feed."

Riku stared at me.

"It's better to just kill, instead of making someone bear the burden." I finished, and stood up. Light-headed, I fell back down. "Wh...how did Daiki die?" I asked, collecting myself from my previously dazed state.

"...that faint state..." Riku's voice was quiet. "...you're not yet dead, but you're not human."

"When she was a vampire?" I asked. Riku didn't acknowledge it.

"She wasn't going down without taking him." He said, staring at something that wasn't there. "She had barely any life in her...but she still managed to kill him." He turned to me, but his eyes were still distant. "A knife, that's all you really need to kill anyone...am I right?"

I looked down, not replying.

"Dying in the kitchen made it all the more easier."

"...that's not fair..." I said quietly. "I...I wanted to do it."

Riku's eyes came back. "Yeah."

"And you," I said, standing up more slowly this time. "You just stood by and watched your parents kill each other? I mean, they both died that day, no one could have told you what was going on."

Riku stared at me. I smiled, happy. That was sure to end this.

I was a step away from the doorway when he spoke again.

"If you think that's gonna get me off your case, you're dead wrong." He said, relaxed.

"Fine," I said, not looking at him. "I'll just run away."

"Well I'll just follow."

I turned around. "I'll outrun you."

"I'll keep following."

"To what extent?" I asked.

"To the gates of Hell and back, my love." He said, laughing faintly. I scowled.

"Well, looks like we have a long battle ahead of us. I mean, all I have to do is get back from those gates."

And I left.