I cant say that being a vampire was the best thing in the world, but at least I wasn't dead,
and…I was with Touya, whom I'd thought I'd never see again. However, I suppose it did
have its perks. I never got tired. Vampires don't really sleep, I lost weight… we have a strict
diet. But I had to watch my own funeral. They put a few of my belongings in a casket and
buried them, because they said my body was missing. Well Duh. I'm still kind of using it
here! Also. I couldn't come out in the daylight much. Not that we went up in smoke or
anything, but the sunlight made us weak.. Very weak. It made our darker sides come out,
getting weak. I have had to hold Tomoyo back several times from hurting someone. She
can't control herself all that well and complains when she's thirsty, eyeing people with a
ravenous glare. But I suppose there's not much I, or anyone for that matter, can do about it.
I got bored easily here, at Eriols castle. Yes. He has a castle. Its dark, and inconspicuous,
hidden in an overgrown forest that kept the light out nicely. The tree coverage let us go
outside, but only so far away from the house, any further than a few miles and the sunlight
poured down on you, making you weak enough that you have to call Eriol or Touya to help
cause you cant get up.
It didn't take me too long to get used to Eriols way of living. Sure, animal blood tasted
horrible and drinking blood sacks like juice boxes wasn't my idea of a great time, but its all I
could do to keep myself alive….well… in this state. If a vampire doesn't drink or whatever
for over a week, they could turn. Into what, I'm not sure, neither Eriol or Touya will tell me,
but it's not pretty. Or so I can imagine. If it were anything less than gruesome, then they
would have told me by now.
Vampires are very persnickety…I've come to find out. Not eating makes them turn,
sunlight makes them weak and each and every one of us has some sort of abnormal
ability.Eriol says that your ability or abilities have something to do with what kind of person
you were before you were bitten. Eriol has an uncanny ability to make children smile…or
feel better, which is why he keeps such a watchful eye on Tomoyo, she's too young and
often gets angry when she cant hurt someone. I think Eriol must have been a clown or a
jester or something in his human days, he can make things seem so much better than they
really are half of the time. When Touya was a human, he worked at a diner, making
food. So how his ability to give commands and orders like he's the general of an army as
anything to do with food is beyond me. But on almost any occasion, Touya can tell you to do
something and you'll do it. Call it persuasion at an unusual level or whatever, but it creeps me
out. Tomoyos' father taught her how to paint. She was an amazing artist and still is. She is
one of the reasons the castle looks like it does. I suppose you cant really call hers an ability.
Just a talent. However, her father also taught her how to hunt. You can only imagine what
that can do for her. As for me, I was a nurse… so helping people… namingly sick people, is
what I do. But in this case, I try to help weak vampires. Sometimes, it doesn't work and
they wind up being demented like the others, but we have had several few who converted to
our way of living. They go off into other covens or make one of their own, gathering
followers on their travels. We very seldom come home. Covens travel by night. Not just for
the sake of traveling though. There is a prophesy, you see, that says 'when the ever-powerful
and all knowing one is brought to death, all the cursed ones will be cured.' And Some
braniac who read this thought it applied to us vampires. And that struck hope to us. But until
we find this 'ever-powerful and all knowing one', were stuck wandering and killing till our
thirst is sedated for a time. But even though some sick-o's take it to their advantage…we
didn't choose to be this way. None of us did. I'm sure that even the sickest and most
malevolent of us don't like what they are. Like I said, you ask any one of us, none of us
chose this… its not like we up and decided 'hey, I wanna suck someone's blood dry…and
then laugh about it!!'. Its not fair. Its not right. And I wanna find this guy, this all knowing
thingamadoohicky, and I wanna slaughter him. I wanna be normal again. I want to be able to
feel things instead of never knowing what emotion it is I have or if I'm hot or cold because
my skin is practically marble. But most of all, more than anything… I want to breathe
again… that would be better than any amount of riches. To wake up and take a huge breath
of air, having that feeling that I'm still alive and not lying in the ground, or stacked in coffins
by the train station, waiting to go to the mortitioner's office to be cremated. Thanks to the
Grippe, more and more people, people everyone cared about, seem to be winding up that
way. I remember walking past forty-second and Broad Ave. Where the train stopped to
pick up and let off passengers, there would be a large pile of plain brown boxes. One side of
the tracks held the empty ones, waiting to be filled, the other side, bodies. Bodies of women,
men, husbands and wives. Brothers and Sisters…and children. Little coffins for little bitty
harmless children. Not a care in the world, who were struck with the Influenza and killed.
And the chances that those people had anyone to mourn them was slim. Death was a regular
thing lately…it was a daily routine for some. Wake up next to your family in your two room
tenement where there are ten of you to a bed, and find that somebody next to you had
passed away. No tears, no choked out sobs. Just somber nods and a few blankets to wrap
them in while they waited for the ambulance to come and take it away. A body, no longer a
person. Just an object in the way. Something like us. Nothing really, just something that
would be a distraction… a mistake. We're mistakes. That's all. Something that shouldn't be
here, but we wander aimlessly anyways in search of something that may or may not exist. A
mistake.
I've been watching people a lot lately, when I sneak out at night for some sort of normalcy.
Ill sit on rooftops nonchalantly and watch the healthy and sick wander past, making their way
home. One person in general caught my attention most nights. I don't know who he was, I
just know that half the time, he was upset and wanting nothing more than to die, and the
other half…too happy. Like he just did something he shouldn't have or something. From
what I could see above him, he was probably at least a foot taller than me and had a messy
brown head of hair. But it is dark when I see him, so it could be blonde hair for all I know. I
don't know why I found myself so preoccupied with him. Its like I can hear his thoughts
when he's upset, I guess I just don't want him to die. Or worse. End up like me. But what I
feared quickly came to be. Eriol, Touya, Tomoyo and I were out one night. We had been
hunting in the woods earlier that evening when all the deer and whatnot came out. Touya and
I were more for does than Eriol was for bucks, and Tomoyo liked rabbits. And foxes, but
we rarely found a fox inside the parks woods. But that's really beside the point. What really
mattered was, as we were skulking along the alleyways and less traveled roads, I saw him
again. He was coming home…wherever that was, from his job as a bartender. I figured he
was either a bartender or a compulsive alcoholic… nobody goes to the same bar that much
unless you work there. His hair…brown, like I thought, was mussed like usual and he wore a
white button-down shirt with a loose necktie around his neck He wore his shirt unbuttoned,
exposing a white tank top shirt, stretched tightly over his chest. Eriol stopped us in our tracks
and glanced down at Tomoyo with a worried expression. Its never good to show her a
human after she eats. Never. I looked down at Tomoyo as well and noticed her eyes had
gone black again. Not good. Eriol put his hand on her shoulder and quickly began to whisper
cryptic words, but his attempts didn't work. Tomoyo was stronger than we made her out to
be. She stumbled forward like she was weak and looked behind her, glaring at us angrily.
She quickly made her way out of the alley and made sure that we couldn't catch up. Before
we could make it out of the alley, she was already with the boy, crying and complaining her
mommy had died. So, like any normal person with a heart would do, he knelt down to
comfort her. Big mistake.
"Tomoyo…Tomoyo!" Eriol called, not getting through to her. She smiled at the boy
wickedly and hissed.
"TOMOYO!" Eriol called even louder. Nothing, The boy looked up at us and screamed in
pain as Tomoyo sunk her teeth into his neck. Eriol my arm and ran to her, pulling her back
quickly, Touya watched as she snarled and snapped like a ravenous dog. He quickly walked
over to my side, where I was attempting to stop the steady flow of blood coming out of the
boys neck. I shouldn't really call him a boy, he looks older than I was, but oh well, now
wasn't the best time for introductions. Touya helped me rip part of my shirt off and I tied the
fabric around his neck until Eriol could come to help. Finally resorting to force, Eriol threw a
punch at Tomoyos head and knocked her unconscious. For how long, we couldn't be sure.
But by the time he got over to us, it was too late, I stared on in horror as the boy in my arms
twitched and his lips curled over his teeth, bearing, like every other vampire, two razor sharp
fangs. Fantastic, just what I was trying to avoid. Another cursed, soulless person…and
Tomoyo was the one to blame. Even if Eriol would defend her later because 'she's only a
child'. In reality, Tomoyo should be older than Eriol, but we really never took that into
consideration. Eriol sighed and watched as the boys eyes opened, an awkward golden-
yellow color. "Hello" I mumbled, making sure not to make him go crazy and attack anyone.
He mumbled incoherently. "I'm Sakura…we have a lot of explaining to do." I said slowly as
his eyes rolled around in attempt to focus on something. "Syaoran…"He mumbled before
closing his eyes and sighing. "Eriol. Take him." I mumbled as he lifted the boy into his arms
and sprung up onto the rooftops, much like he did with me.
"Touya…come on, lets grab Tomoyo and go." I sighed as he hugged me and picked up
Tomoyo, slinging her over his shoulder like a sack of flour.
Somehow, in the mix of things, Syaoran became my charge. Eriol realized he had a lot more
work to do with Tomoyo and Touya was supposed to help, so I had to find a way to get this
guy to see things our way before he goes crazy. Fun. I suppose it couldn't be too hard. He's
only been this way for a couple of days and during that time, he has either been unconscious
or blabbering like and idiot on morphine. So when I came into his room earlier this morning,
it was a bit of a surprise to see him up and looking around curiously. I smiled at him and
slowly walked over to him. "Hi there!" I greeted him falsely… I think he noticed because he
looked at me like I was crazy. I nodded and wiped the fake smile off my face.
"do you know where you are?" I asked, hoping he would remember something.
"Um. No, should I?" he asked curiously. I shook my head and sat down.
"Well. I did tell you, but I don't think you were quite conscious then. So let me do this again.
My name is Sakura…I have a lot to tell you." I said, looking him in the eyes. Golden-yellow
eyes, brown hair and the same, pale shade of gray as me. He nodded, not liking the situation
too much, but there wasn't much we could do right now.
" About four days ago now, you were walking home from a bar…did you work there?" I
asked curiously. He nodded. Good, then he wasn't an alcoholic.
"Well, do you remember helping a little girl who was crying? She had black hair, about…yay
tall?" I said putting my arm out to show how tall she was. "Yea… Yea, she was crying cause
her mother died. But how did you know that?" He asked, his voice cracking slightly, an
angry expression filling his face.
"Well, we were with her. Her name is Tomoyo. And, like me and everyone in this house…
including yourself now.." I added sadly " she is a vampire." I said, watching him smiled and
laugh. "Heh. Yea right. Ok, where is he. Damn that Naoku…I knew he'd play a trick
sometime, but this is good. How much do I owe you?" He asked, digging his wallet out of
his back pocket. I rolled my eyes and threw his wallet across the room. "This is NOT a
joke." I stated, pulling a mirror from my back pocket and throwing it at him. He held up the
mirror and looked himself in the eye. I watched as his eyes grew wide and he opened his
mouth, poking his lip where his teeth had pierced. His eyes focused on the large, sharp teeth
and he rand his tongue over then a few times.
"What did you do to me?" He asked, a hint of fear in his voice.
"I…didn't do anything. I told you, it was Tomoyo. She gets kind of crazy. Especially after
she eats. Or drinks, however you want to think about it." I shrugged, not finding to much that
was odd with my sentence, like he did.
"Drink?? Like…b...blood?" he asked, his voice shaking and nervous. "Yes. Blood. What do
you expect us to drink…tomato juice??" I queried, getting annoyed at his shock…even I
didn't take it this hard.
"Human blood?" He asked, steadying himself a bit.
"Good LORD no. No, that's why we brought you here. Unlike the other vampires, we stick
to animal blood and Eriol sometimes gets some blood sacks from the blood banks. That's
really the only time its human blood. We refuse to attack a human… its sick and wrong." I
complained, waving my hands about like a maniac. "Oh. But…what if I don't wanna live like
you guys, I would suppose that would make you the freaks…right?" He said, believing this in
its whole now. "Oh. Well, I suppose you have the option of leaving and being a sadistic and
malevolent monster like everyone else, letting your thirst overpower you and control you. To
the point where you attack anything with blood you can smell. Not caring if they're family or
friends that your slaughtering ruthlessly…But, yes, we are considered freaks… to other
vampires that is, you can join them if you want. Nobodies stopping you. Just tryin' to give
you other options." I babbled, attempting to make him see it our way. He nodded and
sighed. "Ill try it your way. But there's no guarantee that I'll stay." He said, swinging his legs
off the bed and standing up. I smiled at him and got up. "Ok then, you'll want to meet
everyone else then. Come on." I headed towards the door, commanding him to follow.
Things went pretty easy from there. However, we still had the chance that we could lose
him to the other side…so I suppose I had to keep trying, maybe get Touya to talk to him or
something. He didn't mind Touya or Eriol when he talked to them, but he had a strange
vendetta against Tomoyo… for obvious reasons. She apologized, saying she never would
have done that if she weren't hungry…but he ignored her…for how long, we couldn't say,
she can weasel her way into peoples hearts if she tried. So I guess for the time being, we'll
just have to see what happens.
Ok, well, that's chapter one! Hope you liked it! Um… yea. There will be some
changes in Eriols coven in upcoming chapters and a lot more characters from the
show will be added to this story.. don't worry. Um, so yea, please review, cause
otherwise, I have no clue weather to continue or not!!! So until next time!
Ja Ne!!