Chapter 6: Dark Revelations and New Personas!

In the bustling streets of Azumano, the sounds of shuffling could be heard as the silent screeching of the vampire that he was hunting reached his ears. One of them had been caught out in the sun by one of the tricks he had learned to use to survive against the creatures. He wasn't a hunter, well, not exactly like his family anyway. In all fairness he was the outcast of them all, someone who was cursed with a second sight rather than the strength that should have been passed onto him by his mother and father, Emiko and Kosuke. Dark, crimson eyes opened to see golden feathers swirling down on him before realising that the vampire he was once so interested in dived out towards him, fangs bared. Flinging his arms up for protection, Daisuke blinked before he realised that it was only a vision, but was it of his death?
This wasn't the first time that he had seen this vision either. When he was only nine years of age, a vision of a vampire had dived out at him as well. This vision only happened when he walked into his mothers bedroom to hand her a present wrapped up within a box tied together with a silver and white ribbon. The rumours of white ribbons always seemed to spread around Azumano yet it was only his mother birthday. It wasn't like it was Saint White's Day or anything like that. Since he was standing in front of a mirror that was big enough to cover a single window, that was where he saw his first vision. Looking closely into the mirror, he realised that he was no longer himself. Instead he was a woman, possibly no older than seventeen or eighteen years of age that looked exactly like his best friend Riku, except she was older.

She seemed to be running from something, but what it actually was seemed to be basked within a shower of white feathers that seemed like they could also be mistaken for gold. She was crying, as if mourning for someone and yet feeling terrified all at the same time before a white hand seemed to grab him from the mirror. That was when he blinked and started crying. His mother ran to his side, continually asking what was wrong, yet he felt to scared to say anything to her. For a while he had been placed within a specialists clinic to see if any of them could work out why the boy wasn't speaking. His only visitors at that time were his father, Kosuke (or his mother, Emiko if there was a big, bad vampire to deal with) and his best friend Riku.

Daisuke hadn't met Riku's twin sister, Risa until he was released from the clinic, having being diagnosed with temporary schizophrenia. Only his grandfather, Daiki and Riku believed that he wasn't insane; that what he saw was real. Ever since he was little, Daisuke had managed to convince Riku that vampires were real, that the myths often wrote about them weren't true but even now it seemed, she still remained stubborn to the creatures of the night. They shared everything together, except for the vision Daisuke had seen about what did look like her up and coming death. It seemed that at the time, he couldn't touch anything nor look upon anything that seemed to hide a dark history. Often or not, every time he would lift up his desk in school to retrieve his pen and exercise books, he would see a vision of the girl who sat here before him and what they were actually doing at the time.

People were looking at him now, gasping slightly as expression of pure terror was soon covered by a false expression that he used to try and hide his gift flashing before his very eyes. Picking up the books he had dropped, he raced over to the library before it closed, returning each book that he had borrowed for his project on the planets that existed outside the boundaries of the place they all called Earth – or rather Gaia as it was once called by the astronomers who seemed to study the different aspects of its beauty before it was all destroyed by the chemicals that started to pollute our very planet. He did feel quite tempted to do something interesting like vampires, but at the time he was also beginning to feel pressured into becoming a hunter. His family didn't seem to understand him anymore, he wasn't a hunter, he was a seer.

Placing his card back in his pocket, he walked over into the art gallery. This part didn't shut at the same time as the library did which was good because he always loved to get lost within the rhythm that each piece of artwork always seemed to portray to him every time he walked past. One painting always stood out to him. The painting of a particularly beautiful looking male with a pair of beautiful wings, just as dark as the blanket that covered the skies each night. Each time he saw the painting however, something would always change in the manner of the paints itself. Sometimes, he looked closely enough, the faint outline of a man with a pair of blinding white wings and a cruel smirk that seemed to curl up towards the high heavens.

It was strange because every time Daisuke took a look at it, the outline was beginning to become stronger, whilst the colours of pure white and pale skin tones seemed to start to fill into the already existing window panes coloured with mauve, violets and reds that told him that this was a picture of a beautiful looking vampire that seemed to be becoming invaded by another presence, possibly a sire that has either been driven insane or has just risen from what was known as "The First Death" – a sleep that only makes the vampire seem death like to foolish mortals who can't see the tiny evidences of life, that maggots and other insects refuse to touch the rotting flesh that hangs from each bone grotesquely until the vampire is re-awakened.

"Creepy…" He muttered lightly as he walked on through the art gallery. He noticed a place that was off limits to all, even staff members due to the fact that there were some workers still re-decorating in there. Not that he was really interested in that section anyway. All it really had was sculptures and statues that had been created and re-created through the different uses of different materials. Yawning slightly, he knew he had to go since the blanket of darkness has already covered the skies once more. Tonight was going to be a dangerous trek but the distance wasn't so bad since his home wasn't that far from the gallery anyway. The air seemed chill against his skin, as if he had suddenly walked out of the real world and into a huge freezer.

It didn't seem that long until darkness had risen over the land. Yawning slightly, he managed to push himself out of the silk covers that felt clingy against his naked flesh. The sound of peaceful snoring told him that what had happened earlier was real, that she was actually sleeping in the next room, the human that seemed to be everything he wished for. He had no heart to turn her, not yet anyway. Slipping out of the covers, he quickly got dressed into a dark pair of jeans and a dark crimson shirt with slits cut into the back. Tying up his huge lace up boots, he pulled the hem of each leg over the top of his boots before locking the front door behind him. In all fairness, since he was a vampire, the only grooming he really needed was clothes – even if they did look extremely odd on him, in which sometimes they did.

Walking out into the lobby, he handed his keys into the reception area for safe keeping before strolling off into the night. He wasn't dying for something to eat like he usually was, but he was going to make sure that his strength was up and running just fine. It wasn't long before he saw someone running out of a nightclub. If it wasn't an evildoer, it was usually something beautiful and full of life – been possibly hurt by someone or just ridiculously stupid to actually walk into a dark alley at night. This girl seemed upset to him. Maybe it was going to be the same thing as it was only a few weeks ago where he had slowly devoured the lifeblood of that girl – Ritsuko. Before he could follow her however, his senses seemed to spin onto something else – someone who was going to be in trouble if they didn't get home soon.

Luckily enough, Dark had placed a knife inside one of his boots just before he left. With Krad awake and slightly insane, things were surely going to spice up now on the streets of Azumano, making them far too dangerous for even the innocents who didn't deserve to die. This meant that he couldn't just let anyone wander the streets, especially someone with the power his senses were picking up. Snapping his wings open, he took to the air, trying to pick up on what appeared to be the scents of hunter blood – yet the host seemed to be completely oblivious to what he was. Christ, if Krad picks up on blood this strong, there will definitely be a massacre.

Whose the one with the strong blood?
Riku? Your awake?
Yes…
I don't know…wait, he's coming into a view, a boy with crimson hair and eyes, he seems to be wearing a school uniform too…
Daisuke?
Yes, that was his name wasn't it? He had picked that up through the thoughts that ran through Riku's blood, along with the lose of her twin, Risa Harada.

Sweeping up into a landing position, he landed silently behind the boy. So silently that the boy didn't realise he was there until he heard perfectly spoken syllables pushing themselves into his ears. By now, Dark's wings had snapped shut, trying not to frighten the boy.

"Daisuke Niwa?" The boy froze as if he knew what was talking to him. He must have knew something about vampires, especially since his blood seemed heavily laced with the power of a hunter along with the gift of a seer. Turning around, Dark's violet irises seemed to meet dark crimson, although not as dark and beautiful as Riku's. Before the boy could do anything else however, he delivered a quick, light blow to the skull, causing the boy to crumple into his arms before he took off into the air.

Authors notes: I have decided to include another character into this so that will mean I will be swapping between Riku's and Daisuke's perspectives for each chapter now. Dark will always have a perspective in this since he is one of the key characters...I think you can already guess who the villain is...Anyway, please review!