New chapter! This one is different from past chapters; it's about the past! Hina's past, to be exact. Now you get to know all about how and when she turned into a vamp! Yay! BTW, I don't think this is very well written, so you've been warned. Now then, to the chapter! Oh, I don't on DN; if I did, it would fail miserably!

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Ausust 6th, 1944. Exactly one year before the nuclear bomb was dropped in Hiroshima. And, the day Hina was turned into a vampire.

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Hina looked at the big clock at Hiroshima Station. It was nearing five 'o' clock. She was expected at her mother's house for a dinner celebrating her father's safety at five-thirty. They had gone so long without hearing from him they'd assumed the worst, but just the day before a letter arrived from him telling everyone he was okay. Hina and her mom had been so relieved that they planned a special dinner to celebrate.

Hina's father was a soldier, fighting in World War II for Japan, along with the rest of the army. She always worried about her father, they were so close. And Hina had gotten quite a few looks from him; her large, sapphire blue eyes, skinny frame, straight black hair, and quickly-growing fingernails. She hadn't inherited much from her mother, except her small-ish, downward-facing nose.

Hina was known as a beauty around her city, and men who bumped into her on the street always seemed to look at her like some goddess.

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Hina wasn't watching where she was going, she was too busy looking at the cloud cover trying to spot anything that signalled she should take cover. She crashed into a young man, maybe about nineteen. He had short brown hair and reddish-brown eyes.

Hina stared down at him curiously, shouldn't he be fighting with everybody else? She wondered. Suddenly, the sun started to break through the clouds and the young man shoved Hina off of him and very quickly and gracefully got up, running very quickly (almost inhumanly quickly) into an alley. Hina blinked, confused. Then she shrugged it off and continued on her way.

Hina heard a whistling sound and gasped. So did many other passersby. It meant that something, or a bunch of somethings, were falling. Little bombs.

Hina ran into the dark alley that young man who had fallen on her had run into. She ducked behind some trash cans and covered her head. Then she heard a bunch of screaming and chaos, followed by a lot of mini explosions coming from random directions.

Hina suddenly felt something over her mouth. Something deathly cold. But it felt like a hand, in her opinion. How could a hand be so cold?

Hina struggled against her captor, who had now tackled her to the ground and was sitting on her back. She tried to scream, but whoever was holding her had a firm grip on her mouth. She tried to bite, but to no avail.

Whoever it was leaned down and whispered in her ear,

"Hmm...You're quite lovely. I think I'll let you live; well, live like me anyway. I suppose since your heart will no longer beat, you won't technically be alive."

Hina's features twisted into a look that was combination of scared and very confused. By this time she was crying out of fear.

Her captor leaned in to her neck and slowly, painfully, bit into her skin. Hina let out an agonized scream, but nobody could hear. She was helpless against the man sucking away her life source. She was sweating and crying out as loud as she could in pain.

The unknown man took his teeth out of Hina's neck. She'd only just barely been able to stay conscious.

"And now, we wait." The mysterious captor of Hina's said. It was at that point that Hina passed out.

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A few hours later, Hina awoke, laying in an alley.

Huh!? What am I doing...here? she wondered, looking around. She got up and dusted off her clothes. (I'm not really sure what kinds of clothes were worn during the second world war.)

Her throat burned wildly and she yelled in agony. She clutched her throat and tried to get the pain under control. Once it had settled a little, she started walking. Walking out to the street, she saw several burned down buildings and little patches of the ground on fire. W-what!? She looked around, extremely confused. She couldn't remember anything, except that she was on her way to her mom's house. She started walking toward that destination. Only a couple steps later, a running woman bumped into her; once again her throat felt as though it was on fire. She reached out impossibly fast and grabbed the woman who'd hit her. Without thinking, Hina brought her face to the woman's neck andsunk her teeth in, hungrily drinking the blood. After she'd finished, she dropped the woman and realized what she had done.

"W-what...what have I done!?" she screamed. Some people were pointing at her and screaming. She looked into the store window next to her that wasn't damaged. Staring back at her were two bright red eyes. She brought her hands to her face a gasped, too scared to scream. The eyes staring back at her were on her own face.

"Oh God..." she turned on a dime and started running at an inhuman speed towards nowhere in particular. On this random path, she found her mother.

"Hinamori-chan? Honey, where have you been!? I was worried!" her mom said. Hina gripped her throat.

No...no...don't hurt Mom...don't hurt her...I love her...I love her...I-I love her Hina thought, her thoughts only on her thirst now. She lunged at her mom, who screamed. Hina just drank.

She dropped her mother, now drained of blood. "N-no...no...NO!!!!! Mom, wake up!" Hina screamed, dropping to her mother's side. She now had a permanent look of terror on her face, and her eyes had a dead look.

Hina started to tremble. She stood up and went over to a tree. "NO!" she screamed, bashing her head against the tree. All she did was put a huge crack in the tree. No damage was done to her.

"HYAAAA!" she screamed, putting every bit of force she had into smashing her head against the tree again. Over and over, she hit her head against trees to no avail.

Hina screamed as loud as she could in anger and sorrow. She'd killed her mother, and now she couldn't kill herself.

She dropped to the ground and cried. Or at least made it look and feel like she was sobbing. She had no tears.

"Hmm...I see you've awakened. You're quite strong." Said a young man's voice. Hina gasped and turned around. She glared at the man with so much hatred.

"You..."

"Oh, you remember me? Strange, most people who I've changed have completely forgotten me, even when I've reintroduced myself."

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME!?" Hina asked, outraged.

"Oh, my dear, if you act too feisty then I'm afraid this will not end well. My fighting experience is about two-hundred fifty years more than yours." He said in a completely nonchalant tone.

Hina yelled and sprang to her feet. She charged at the young man with her fist held high. He easily dodged and got behind her, kicking her with enough force to send her flying through a tree; Hina screamed.

"Now then," he said, stomping on her back with no mercy, "I warned you, did I not, Hinamori-chan? By the way, since I know your name, it'd be rude not to tell you mine. It's Kazuya."

"Why the hell should I care!? GET OFF OF ME DAMMIT!" Hina screamed at Kazuya, who lifted his foot, only to bring it down again, full force. Hina screamed.

"Now, Hinamori-chan, I do believe you understand you cannot beat me, right? Anyway, you seem like a nice girl. So here's my advice. When I take off in the next minute, don't follow me. If you want a peaceful life, never seek revenge. Just run away, Hinamori Arisu." And with those parting words, Kazuya was gone. Never to be seen again.

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Hina mourned her mother for months. She fed during all that time. She killed hundreds, never being found out.

Though, after she lifted the black veil that had covered her world due to her mother's death, she decided to live in the woods, away from civilization. Unfortunately, after three weeks, she was starving and needed food. She moved into the closest town she could find, one called Hinamizawa (I just needed a town name!). There she resided for a few years, feeding only at night. During that time, she heard about the nuclear bombs that went off in her old town of Hiroshima, and in Nagasaki. Though, when that happened, she suppressed her emotions. She was attempting to do that, abandon her emotions.

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After she left the town of Hinamizawa, leaving hundreds in the graveyard from over the years, she just went nomadic. Sometimes she'd stop in a town for a month or so, but mostly she just wandered and fed in the towns she happened to be walking through at night. She lived like this until 1972, when a wealthy vampire from Tokyo took her in for years. He fell in love with her but she never returned the feeling. She lived with him until 1999 when a group of slayers wiped out his whole clan. Luckily, Hina had managed to get away before the attack.

She lived as a nomad again after that. Until the present year when she decided to settle down in a little place called Konpeito. It was such a cute little town with such a sweet name. She moved into an apartment building there and that brings us to present time.

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Hina sat staring at the wall, thinking. About her past, present, and future. Then, she laid her head down on the table and wrapped her arms around her head. Again, just like all those years ago when her mother had died, she went through the motions of crying.

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Hmm...did that make sense? I mean, does that past seem to suit her? I know there are some contradictions, like her wanting to die earlier. But, my idea is that she got some common sense knocked into her and decided to try and enjoy life. Well, constructive criticism is obviously welcome. Please no flames for the weirdness though, 'kay? Only help. Well, bye!