((Sorry it's so late but here's chapter two! Summer is aparently very busy for me and i'm starting High School next month so... busy me. oh joy. But uh... I don't own anything except Iruka and her family. those are the only characters i own and i own the goings on in this story! no stealing!))

"Are you okay?" The boy repeated, stepping closer to me. I shook my head. "That thing injured you didn't it?" he asked, sounding more like a statement then a question. I nodded slowly, covering the bite marks on the side of my neck. He stepped closer again and I backed away. Was this boy a vampire too? Was he going to kill me?

"W-who are you? W-what do you want?" I whispered my voice shaky. He smirked at me, stepping closer. "I'm here to help you." I didn't back away from him this time. Part of me was screaming to run, but the other part told me that he wasn't going to hurt me. I looked at the gun in his hand, still pointed at that monster on the ground. "What is that?" I asked. It looked exactly like the gun Itsuki always carried with him.

"A gun." The boy replied simply. "A vampire killing gun," I whispered, looking straight into the boy's eyes. He returned my gaze and nodded. "Yes. I am a Vampire Hunter." He said plainly. Vampire Hunter…. The word swam in my mind for a minute. Ituski said that he; Mom and Dad were Vampire Hunters. Maybe this kid knew my family!

"What's your name?" He asked, stepping closer to me. "Iruka," I said. I looked up at the boy and really looked at him. He looked normal enough. No bloodlust in his eyes. He didn't look like a killer. Truthfully he was… kinda cute. "Iruka…" he repeated, "Nice name. It sounds… familiar."

Despite everything that had happened, I felt relaxed around him. "Thanks." I whispered. Suddenly, I heard footsteps echo through the house. I froze in fear. Maybe this boy was just a distraction. His partner roaming through the house was going to kill me as this boy distracted me.

The footsteps stopped. I saw a blurry figure of a person in the doorway. "Did you find it?" The voice was deep and gruff. The boy in front of me turned toward the figure and nodded. "The Level E is dead." He said.

"Any survivors?"

"Just her." The boy said, motioning toward me. The figure stepped closer to me and I could see that he was a man. The man looked me over. I backed away slowly. He kept stepping closer to me until I was against the wall.

The man looked me over one last time, moving my face to the side. He mostly examined my face and neck. "Move your hand, girl." He ordered. I moved my hand slowly, looking down at it I saw it was now covered in blood. "So she was bitten." He mumbled to himself. "Get a towel from the kitchen. Rip it up so we can bandage her neck." The man ordered, turning to the boy. He nodded. "Right." The boy ran off toward the kitchen.

The boy came back a minute later, ripping a towel. My hand was automatically back on my neck again, covering the wound. The boy walked up to me, a few strips of cloth in his hands. "Move your hand so I can bandage your neck." He said. I sighed and slowly and moved my hand again, wiping my hand on my jeans. "There you're all bandaged." The boy said, tying off the cloth on my neck and stepping away, admiring his handiwork. "Uh… t-thanks... " I responded.

"You know what to do now." The man said to the boy. The boy nodded and stepped closer to me. I didn't feel so safe around them now that the man had said that. I backed up. What were they going to do to me? "Come on now. It's okay. We're not going to hurt you." The boy said, yet again. But this time he sounded annoyed. "Then w-what are you going to do…?" I asked. He scowled. "You don't need to know that." That clinched it. I didn't trust him or the man that was with him at all. The boy saw my fear and hesitation and growled, picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"W-what the…? Let me go!" I screamed, trying to kick the boy. "Zero lets go. And try to shut her up if you can." The man ordered. The boy glared at me and sighed. "Shut up. You're being annoying." He said, grabbing my legs and pinning them down with his arm so he wouldn't be kicked.

I didn't get it. He was so much kinder before. Out of nowhere he suddenly got all angry and serious. Once that man started talking to him, he changed. The boy, apparently named Zero, was carrying me out of my blood-soaked house. Away from my family. "No! Let me go! I don't want to go with you!" I screamed. "Mom! Dad! Itsuki!"

My screams were silenced when a hand struck me across the face. "Yagari-sensei…" Zero whispered, sounding shocked. "You. Girl." Yagari said, looking me straight in the eyes. "Your family is dead. No amount of screaming and crying will bring them back. You're at least fifteen. Shut up and grow up. You're acting like a spoiled child." Yagari said sternly.

I was shocked. No one, not even my parents or siblings, had even dreamed of hitting me. It seemed that Zero was just as shocked as I was. "Come on. Don't just stand there idiot. We need to get her to the house. She'll be safer there. If a vampire wanted her whole family dead then they'll send another one after her." Yagari said, turning around and walking down the stony path by the river that ran just feet from my home. He sounded annoyed. I must have caused them a lot of stress. Zero sighed and started walking after him. The only things going through my mind right them were who exactly were they, what did they want with me, where they were taking me and most importantly, were they lying to me? I'd find out soon enough.