A new life of a foretold future.
Chapter one,
Date: 5-10
Year: 2169
Time: 3pm
A black Ferrari with dark tinted windows turned off the gray paved road onto a dirt one that led right outside of the small village of Kzutsal. In the distance all that one was able to see was a thick lining of tress stretching a good fifty acres in all ways. But as you turned the bend you came across a paved drive way, black as the night, that lead right up to a huge mansion. Built of brick and concrete. Its dark red bricks and white concrete ones stood out from the darkness of pines trees that surrounded it on three sides. A small clearing stood between the house and the thick lining of forest, showing a magnificent garden stretching around from the front to the back. The drive way curved up to the front of the house and around a giant fountain in the center and back down to the dirt road. Trees lined both sides of the drive way as the car rolled up it and came to a stop in front of the house.
The driver door opened as a guy in all black, about mid age with short brown hair, climbed out and walked around the car to the other side to open the passenger side door. The driver held the door open as someone steeped out onto the pavement. A young lady, about seventeen years of age pulled back the hood of her long black coat letting her long black hair get caught free in the gentle autumn breeze and fly around her as she nodded to the driver and walked up to the front doors, which was also held open for her, as the black car rolled down the drive way and disappeared in the distance.
The girl nodded to the maid holding the door open and steeped inside the giant house. Stopping a few feet in, the girl began to unbutton her long black coat, to revel a pair of faded jeans and a black tank top, and took the coat off, handing it to the maid to hang on the rack near by. The girl also took off her sun glasses to reveal beautiful pale blue-green eyes as she set them on the table and looked around.
The hall she stood in was short and had two doors off to each side, and a small set of stairs at the end of it, that went up to the left, disappearing behind the wall. She walked the short distance to where the door ways where. To her right was a huge dinning hall. The ceiling was glass windows letting the sun light up the room, and glimmer off of the crystal ordainments around it, setting the place in different colors of the rainbow. A huge table sat in the middle of the room with ten chairs to each side and three to the top and bottom.
To her left was the sitting room. A giant room like the dining hall, with a pale cream colored rug, free of all stains, a huge white couch stretched out and along the far left wall, that could easily sit a group of ten comfortably, Rocking chairs sat on the far right wall and a huge coffee table next to them. At the far back wall was a fire place, the carpet ending a good three feet before turning into concert with the pattern of bricks on it, and up the huge brick faced fire place, currently lit, filling the room with comfortable warmth to hide out the chill of the autumn's air outside. Five huge recliners surrounded the fire place, and books selves filled with various things filled up the empty spots along the walls.
The girl then stepped into the sitting room and looked around expecting the place. She was planning on having guest over for dinner and wanted the place to look as perfect as could be. Turning on the ball of her heels, she left the sitting room and walked into the dining hall. She checked over the place and made sure it was perfect as well before she turned and walked to the end of the hall where the stairs where and began to head up them.
As she climbed up the stairs, hundreds of pictures lined the walls. Pictures from famous artist, and of her favorite designs, along with black and white pictures that were taken of parties, that happened here many years ago. At the top of the stairs was a long hallway stretching a good ten feet to her left and right. Straight ahead on the wall was a picture of the previous owner of the place, Sanyo Yakima.
Sanyo Yakima was a very old sweet lady that had lived here since she was born like her mother, grandmother and great grandmother, and many other mothers before. She had pure white hair like freshly fallen snow that was straight as ever and fell to below her knees, her eyes where a light crystal blue that glimmered in the light like the thousand of diamond and crystal ordainments around her house. She loved to sing and her voice was that of a robin on the first spring morning and everyone around would come to hear her sing at her parties she would hold on a weekly bases.
This place was built in the early thirteen-hundreds and since then, for over eight hundred years, someone of the Yakima family had watched over it. Rumored had it that once a great Vampire tribe had lived here and where friendly with the humans till about the late fifteen-hundreds, when a war broke out between the two races, putting the vampires into hiding, or had killed them all off. But since no one has remembered ever seeing a vampire before they all believe it to be a fable. But Yakima never believed it to be a fable. She would always say that vampires where real, people just believed she had lost her mind with old age, till she passed.
About three years before Yakima had passed away she had taken in a young girl by the name of Yuki Naomi Sauna. Yuki's parents were killed and she was left out on the streets to fend for herself. No one would take her in since no one in the town could take care of their own families let alone afford another kid. The town was in a critical state and so Yakima found Yuki one day running down the street from a group of drunks trying to have some fun.
Yuki was scared, confused, sick and only fifteen at the time. But Yakima showed her so much kindness at the time, that no one had ever showed her in about a year, that Yuki did not fear Yakima but went with her to her mansion and had lived there ever since.
About half a year ago, Yakima was laying on her death bed, she had gotten very ill and her old brittle body could not fend off the illness, no matter what the doctors had given her, her body would reject it. She then told them that it was her time to go and to stop giving her the medicine since it did no good anyway. Just before her time had come Yakima had called Yuki up to her room so she could tell her something before her time was up.
While lying shaking and weak on her bed Yakima gave Yuki an old book. Its leather cover was faded with age and some of the pages where stained with blood, wine and other substances along with some of the pages burnt. She also gave Yuki a thick envelope and told her not to open till her eighteenth birthday.
With thick tears in her eyes Yakima said these last words; "Please, Yuki, watch over this house in my wake. This place holds many secrets and only you are allowed to find them out for yourself. One day in the future we will meet again, my dear, but only after the Ruthless Lord is gone for good. Till then, I love you; you have always been my daughter since I found you."
Yuki nodded, tears pouring thick down her cheeks like mini rivers. "I promise to watch over this place till I die." She vowed and stood, and kissed Yakima on the forehead then turned and walked out the door. Yakima had watched her leave then closed her eyes to never open them again.
A small tear ran down Yuki's cheek as she remembered the day Yakima had passed away. She was now buried deep within the forest in a shrine that held her family members. Some day Yuki would like to bury back there with her new family, till that day she promised to watch over the house and that she has done. Turning to her right, Yuki walked down that hall, whipping the tear from her cheek with the back of her hand. "No one must see me cry." Yuki said her voice soft and light. "Today is my eighteenth birthday and I have a party to get ready for."
Yuki was not much of a party person but her friends from school, the friends she sometimes questioned why they were really her friends, convinced her into having one. They had panned the party without her knowing anything about it, saying it was a surprise. So today, in about an hour, one of her friends will show and take her out for dinner while the other set up the place. Deep down Yuki feared what her friends where up to.
Walking down the hall, Yuki stopped at the third door and opened it. Walking inside, Yuki looked around her master bed room, the second biggest bed room in the house. The other room was on the other side of the house, taking up a good third of the house and had belonged to Yakima, Yuki dared not sleep there, nor touch anything that belonged to her. She kept the room the same since Yakima passed as never forgotten memory of her.
Yuki then walked over to her half walk in closet, one half changing room and began to look at what to wear tonight. Since it was a special occasion she pulled out a long black skirt with a slit going up the left side that came up to mid thigh with strings interlacing through it. Then she pulled out a tight back corset set top with strings interlacing in the front and zippers on the sides. She then went to her private bathe room and took a quick shower, then got dressed, she was just finishing getting dressed by throwing on a black blouse and button it up to her chest, leaving the top to buttons undone since it would be to tight if she had them done, when there was a soft knock on her door.
"Come in…" Yuki said as she combed the rest of her hair then turned around as the door opened.
"Don't you look hot?" A familiar female voice said from behind the door as a young girl, the same age as Yuki, steeped around it.
"You look hot yourself, Marie." Yuki grinned as she walked over to her best friend and hugged her. Marie had been Yuki's friends since grade school. She had long light brown hair with black highlights. Her eyes are a pricing emerald green and her skin was slightly paler then the rest of them. She was about five-foot-six and very slender, not to mention one of the most popular girls at school, but yet she did not have a boyfriend. She had been asked out many times, but she said that no one had found her interest as of yet.
Same thing was with Yuki, none of the boys seemed to fit her interest, yea she saw them and could say their hot and everything but they just did not catch her like interest like they didn't have something that she wanted that she wasn't so sure of herself. "So where are the others?' Yuki asked as she grabbed her things and followed Marie out the door and down the hall towards the stairs.
"Looking around to see how to set the place up or find things they could use. Even I don't know what the half of the things they are doing." Marie shrugged and turned to walk down the stairs only to meet by a young boy running up the stairs.
"What is it Jon?" Marie asked, Jon was about thirteen and Marie's younger brother he has short dirty blond hair and cute little freckles outlining his checks and nose. He had a huge crush on Yuki so when he saw her he stopped mid track and blushed, apparently he was here to help with the party. "Hello…. Jon?" Marie smirked as she waved her hands in front of his face to get his attention.
"Oh…. Yeah… the others said to hurry up and leave already so we can get the house decorated." Jon smiled and winked at Yuki. "You're going to love the party!!"
"Jon… Be quiet!!! You say anything to her about the party and you are dead meat!!" Marie fumed and chased a smirking Jon down the stairs. Yuki couldn't help but giggle despite her not wanting to and followed the two down the stairs. Marie was waiting at the bottom near the door out of breath; Jon was in the next room smirking, he too was out of breath.
"Come on, Yuki. We are going to be late!!" Marie smiled and took Yuki's arm and dragged her out of the house, down the front stairs and into the bright red Mercedes.
Little did Yuki or the other busy bodies in the mansion know that one of the places many secrets was about to be awoken.