Since I'll be busy tomorrow with making some visits at offices and organizing a trip to Düsseldorf and Cologne I will go on at saturday,
I'll post the chappy now.
I hope it'll sweet your entry into the weekend.

Ichigo: Yue wishes all her lovely readers a nice weekend.
Shiro: Behave or I suck you empty *glares with glowing eyes*
Ichigo: *smacks Shiro in the head* You behave. Keep the sucking for later.
Shiro: *grins smuggly at Ichi* Tha' an offer?
Me: Stop it you two...*sighs* Why did I let you in in the first place anyway?
Shiro: Because your a *beep* who likes to get *beeeeeep* into her *beep* at the same time.
Ichigo: *nods in agreement*

*thinks to herself* 'I don't believe I really put something like that in my AN!'
Yeah, well, onwards *being totally embarrassed*

Hello, Ladies and Gentlemen, young and old.
I've been asked to inform you about some things and to purge the myth about Vampires that are common knowledge.

So where shall I start?

Vampires, like you tend to call us aren't walking dead and we are no monsters.

We are alive and as human as you.
You could say, we are version 2.0.
Our senses and abilities are strengthened, unfortunately that lead to a little side effect.

Think of the human body as an engine.
It needs fuel to function and for us it is blood that makes our gears work.
For you normal ones, the food you eat is your fuel, because your engine is, let's say like a cars.
Ours is like a trucks than, so it needs an other type of fuel.
It's not that we can't eat normal food, vegetables and fish are our favorites though, because we can stomach them better than we can meat.
You might ask why that is so; I tell you, because that's were the blood is also a reason.
No matter how well meat is cleaned from blood, there always remains some and animals blood is different from ours, so we get can't digest it.
So, when you know someone who's vegetarian or pescetarian and maybe has anemia time by time, it could be that he is a Vampire.
As I said, blood works as our fuel and since animals blood doesn't work for us we need yours, that is the same as ours.

When I'm already talking about the need for blood I'll tell you another thing you might not know.

There exist two types of Vampires, the turned ones and the born ones.
The turned need blood from the moment they received the blood from a Vampire.
The born ones are different.
They are like normal humans until they enter a stage of life that matches with puberty.
In this puberty they begin to develop their fangs and their body begins to need blood as nourishment.
The thirst arises and between the 20th and 30th year of life they stop aging.
What counts for both types is, that if they don't drink blood regularly they'll age, two to three times faster than normal.

This leads to our next point.

Vampires aren't immortal, we can die, if not as easily as you, since we heal fast, but we can.
There's no stake to the heart, sunlight or things like that needed.
Also we don't turn to ash when we die, unless you burn our body of course.

When we are talking about burning already, going out at daytime is another thing on my list.
We can go out at day and also in the sun, it doesn't burn us, and our skin doesn't sparkle when hit by the sun.

Twilight fans, go figure

Our habit to hunt at night developed over the decades, since it doesn't attract as much attention as it would if you did it at bright daytime, which explains the reason why we mostly sleep at day.
We need to sleep some time too.

The only things on your mile long list of things that can really harm us is a stake to the heart, decapitating or a head shot, because, duh, anyone would die from that, and holy water.
When holy water touches our skin, it works like acid and when it gets into our system somehow, well, how shall I describe that?

Has anyone of you seen, this ridiculous movie Underworld?
So when the Lycans are shot by a silver bullet, you can see their veins turn black before they die, right?
Holy water does that to us, when it gets into our blood.
It's not a pretty sight.

Many of you think that crosses hurt us as well and I know the reason for this.
Long ago, some genius had tried to protect himself with one when he got attacked and the Vampire had backed away in fear.
Tell you what, the cross had been soaked with holy water and the Vampire smelled it.
A cross alone doesn't do anything.
It's nice accessory.
I like to wear one as necklace, thank you very much.

And of course we have enemies, they call themselves Gabriels children, because the archangel gave them the task and abilities to hunt us.
They are a pain in the ass to fight against, and the fuckers are reborn some generations later, after every time we killed them or they simply died of age.
Only when they die through a bite of ours they don't come back, that's why their number slowly decreased and currently I know of only five remaining slayers.
They had started with 20.

I think we covered the basics now.

Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet, have I?
You might have guessed by now, I'm a Vampire.
A born one and a pure blood to add to it.
That means I'm a direct successor of the original Vampire pair.
My name is Kizuki Shiro, written as 'Ki' (木) meaning 'tree' and 'zuki' (月) as 'moon'.
The origin of my surname is following:
The 'Ki' in it comes from our ancestors surname.
Every pure blood has the right to wear a part of our every ancestors surname in his own.
The 'zuki' stands for my mothers name, of course it has been read different.
Her name was Yue, and she was a beautiful woman.
I'm drifting away; let's get back to myself.

I'm 5,11" tall, my hair is white as is my skin and my eye color is golden, and my sclera isn't white but black.
I'm 21 years old, well not really, it's just what I look like.
In reality I'm over 2000 years old.
Before you ask, yeah I lived when the dude you call Jesus ran over earth and honestly I still don't understand what god thought when he decided to declare him as the humans saviour.
I was there when they pinned him on a cross, the poor guy.

In my entire life I've met only one incarnation of the slayers, that really impressed me.
It was around 1200 a.D., when I encountered a slayer who had a huge two handed wielded sword.
He was so lithe, that I thought he couldn't even lift the thing up from the ground.
Oh how wrong I was.
The guy swung the sword as if it didn't weight anything and got me pretty well banged up.
In the end, I think it was my experience and his youthful abandon that send him dead to the ground and not me.
His sword had broken in our fight and I brought the pieces of it to the porch of the slayers headquarters.
He was the only one I ever honored as my opponent.
When I had fed from his blood I shared a bit of my own with him, just enough that it wouldn't turn him, hoping that he would be reincarnated soon, so I could have a rematch.
Until now, it hasn't happened and I begin to question if sharing my blood had the same effect as killing him with a bite.

Now that I told you a bit about my past already, I also could tell you a bit more from the present.
My current residence is Japan, Karakura City to be precise.
I live here with 4 other of my kin, three of them are born ones, the last has been turned.
He's an unlucky bastard who crossed paths with a Vampire that's hated even by us, for he is merciless and thinks of himself as a god.
Well of all of us five, I'm the only pure blood, so I naturally have the position as their leader.
Unfortunately it seems that the slayers also have settled down here, so we have to be really careful on our hunts.
Our kind is already small in numbers, the birthrate going downward steadily, because females aren't born as often as males and the slayers always go at the women first.
Since most humans fear us, it is hard to find someone who would accept and live with us.
Me and my brothers have made it to our task to survive as long as possible and eradicate the last slayers, so that we finally can take the place on earth that our creator designated us.

You probably noticed that I emphasize the word Vampire.
It's because I really dislike the name.
Lucifers childrenis what you should call us, because he is who brought us into life.

I have drowned you enough in information,right?
Shall we move to the scene then?

3rdperson POV

It was a sunny day in Karakura and the albino, Kizuki Shiro, enjoyed it to his hearts content, lounging on a park bench.
He smelled even the faintest fragrance of the flowers around him, as well as the mix of scents coming from the people passing him.
It was when he got a whiff of a really sweet smell, following the trail, his eyes landed on a mob of orange, atop of a tan and lithe build young man.
The boy passed him, wearing the senior uniform of the high school.
Shiro remembered hearing that today was graduation day.
From this information he guessed the kid must be at least 17.

'Maybe I'll take a look at the ceremony.'
He thought to himself and rose from his comfortable place, to follow the teen.
At the high school, he watched he teens get their diploma absently.
Shiro had caught another scent among the mass of people.
A slayer was here and it made him uneasy.

"Ishida Uryuu"
The director called and the Vampire saw a dark haired boy with glasses step up to the podium.
The slayers scent following the male, and Shiros eyes widened in surprise.
When that Ishida person took his diploma, he pushed his glasses up and than locked his gaze on him, before wandering into the crowd, directly toward the location of the orange haired kid.
'The four eyes' a slayer? He's fucking young!'
Shiro thought, all the while wondering, why he stared so intently at the orange head, when he retreated from the podium.
Normally, slayer wakened their powers when they turned eighteen, and the smell would be nothing more than a nuance, until they would be trained and were experienced.
But that kid smelled like a matured slayer.
'Maybe he's premature.'
Shiro brushed that off, turning his concentration back to the orange head.

The thirst and a nervous feeling in his stomach grew, reminding him that he hadn't fed in some days and that there was something about that kid, that couldn't point a finger at, yet.
He turned on his heels and headed back toward his home, where he kept some blood bags he really needed now.
The boy could wait until later, right now he couldn't afford to loose his mind with a slayer being around, just because he unwisely starved himself, again.

Chapter 2
End