A rewrite of my orignal version of Princess Disaster. Because I thought this one would make better sense after some Vampire Knight research. ^^ It's a very short chapter because it's just the prologue, but granteed to be longer next chapter.
The funny thing about imminent death is that everything in front of you snaps into perspective. Like, right now for instance.
Come one, Ruri, run! You can do it!
I thought as I took a lungful of air, and pumped my legs as fast as possible. My face felt a wet and I decided it was either sweat or my tears, freezing to icicles on my face. The snow was slowing down all my efforts of running rather than making me go faster, but what choice do I have if I'm being chased by a group of vampires who want to rip my head off as a prize for their master?
Vampires. There's no such thing right? Wrong. Very, very, wrong. You live in a world filled with vampires, but you just don't know it. Strike that, you wouldn't want to know.
I am running for my life with only one thought in mind: to escape. I watched my parents get killed by a vampire, then my parent's friend. The ones after me are only the murderer's underlings. I should be glad that it wasn't the murderer himself who was chasing me right now. I'd be dead in ten seconds, max, I wouldn't care. I want revenge for my parent's death anyway and I won't go down without a good fight.
My lungs were burning, aching for air as I sprinted through the underbrush of some unknown forest.
Where am I? How far from the Kuran's have I run? Mother, father, please tell me you're still alive and we save me any moment. Someone, anyone, please help me!
A small stream of tears started to spill from my eyes, but I wiped them away angrily. I can't cry until I've finished what I'm dealing with here right now. That's right, I'm a tough cookie.
There was a tugging sensation in my gut and the ground began to shake. The vampires must've felt the shake as well, because they all had the sense to stop. Something I had learned from my friends is that if someone or something is going to attack me, I either run for life or fight back. I chose option two.
The ground beside me cracked open and dozens of rose thorns shot out, each thorn aiming for a target. I watched in awe as one of the thorns whipped a vampire's head and it came off clean, rolling on the ground. The headless vampire and the head turned into dust and were carried away by the wind.
"More!" I ordered. The tugging sensation became more intense, painful even, but it was exhilarating watching my own powers, how I have the power to fight back and kill.
Another fissile opened and twice as many thorns came, wiping out all my pursuers. Just like that, the forest which I was running for life was splattered in crimson, dust flying everywhere. The pain in my gut disappeared as the thorns quietly slithered back into the fissile and the hole in the earth closed up by itself.
Summoning the thorns made me more fatigued and I slumped onto the freezing snow covered ground. I couldn't move an inch of my body, but my eyesight was still good.
I am Ruri Kurebayashi, daughter of the pro-monarchy family of aristocrat vampires, and I did not die today.
You ask, Wait, aristocrat vampire? Weren't you kind of being chased and almost killed by vampires just now? Yes I was. Those were normal and level E vampires. My family are nobles, aristocrats, and we are higher ranked then those low lives.
If any vampire was to kill another, then it's normal to fight back. Except that's what my parents did and they died. Because the person who killed them wasn't just a normal vampire - he was a pureblood, the most powerful of our kind. Purebloods get all these rights in the vampire world, but that doesn't mean they get the right to kill others. That's why I will get revenge.
I was still lying on the snow when I heard soft, quiet footsteps, as if the person didn't want to scare off prey. Now, even my vision was getting blurry and I couldn't see who they were.
I will fight…after… I… take… a… rest.
Through the tiny slits in my eyes, I saw a man and a woman. The woman placed her hands on my forehead, which felt good.
"This little one here is a vampire. Do you think she…killed all of them by herself?"
"Don't know. She's the smallest vampire I've ever seen. By the looks of her, she's not a Level E. Maybe an aristocrat? Yes, probably an aristocrat child."
"She looks so…innocent. I think she's injured. Should we take her home first?"
"Take her home? Hon, we're vampire hunters. How could vampire hunters take a vampire home?"
I listened to the couple's bickering, but was too tired to fight back when the woman picked me up from the ground easily. I may have lived for a couple hundred years, but I still look like a helpless six year old and probably weighed like one too.
They're vampire hunters? No way. I survived at least a good amount of vampires to get captured by hunters? But my body wouldn't listen to my brain and all I could do was let myself be carried away. My eye lids felt like a ton and I closed them.