A/N: HELLO! HELLO! HELLO!
Please don't hurt me ;u; I know I am like, half a year late on this update, but let me tell you that I had a ton oh assignments and class tests, and then BAM! FINALS?!
You heard it, my finals had begun. Because of my absolutely strict parents, my laptop was off-limits. That's the reason behind my extremely slow updates.
But now I'm on SUMMER BREAK! Finally! I guess the chapters will be updated frequently now, but I can't promise anything. I also have to work on a lot of unfinished art WIPs.
Also, this fiction is going to get VERY complex. I'm not going to rant here anymore, let's get on with the story!
How long had it been? I don't know. I lost track of the days. I lived here unconsciously. I had no goal in mind, how long was I going to be caged here anyway?
I wouldn't call it being 'caged' really. I liked it here, no matter how harsh the restriction of leaving my dungeon was. I didn't want to see the faces of the suffering 'livestock' anyway, it reminded me too much of my family for any comfort.
I missed them. I was miserable. Not a day passed when I didn't think of their smiling, joyful faces. They made a place so terrible glow with their ecstasy. They never failed to find bliss in the most sorrowful of things. In a crushed flower, they would look for the fragrance.
After that night, that gruesome, dreadful darkness, everything had changed. Mika… forgot how to smile. Even thinking of the possibility that Yuu might be alive and waiting for Mika to help him, he wasn't able to smile.
Although I said I had lost count of the days I'd been locked in here, I had probably been 18 month sat most. Yuu would have become thirteen or older by now; while I was stuck in the fragile body of an anemic fifteen year old.
I wanted out. I said earlier I liked the place here, but I have realized, I'm sick of it. I've had it with the eternal darkness, in the hands of a parasite. I wanted to see the sunlight again.
I lay curled up in the large, queen-sized bed, wrapped in clean sheets with a fluffy, snow-white blanket. The pillow under my aching head provided no warmth. No one did, really. There was no one I could turn to, no one I could hold close to me and feel the heat radiating from their being.
Everyone here was a cold blooded human mosquito.
Even Mika… he also turned unfriendly, aloof, distant… he was right beside me yet I felt like he was another world away. I wondered how the vampire queen, Krul Tepes, third progenitor, was treating him. Was she hurting him in a sort of way that made him want to cut his ties with everyone else?
Another part of me was sure she wasn't hurting him. I've heard many rumors of Mika being the queen's 'favorite'. Why would she damage him in any way? I also heard her calling him her 'seraph' a year ago. If I'm right, 'seraph' should mean, 'an angel with more than one wing'.
Was Mika an angel? Does he have wings? I had never heard of this term before.
I cuddled closer to the thick, cold blanket and let the tears fall from my eyes. I missed Mika. I missed Akane. I missed Yuu. I missed everyone. I missed them so much… I wanted them to be back. Every night they would appear in my dreams. They were the main object of my dreams as well as nightmares.
Every time I had a nightmare, I would turn to the person who caused that tragedy. I would scold myself for seeking condolence from the predator who slaughtered my dearest companions. Why did I run to him in desperation? I didn't have the answer myself.
I want to know what in me makes me think that a murderer could hold me close and tell me everything will be okay. Maybe the fact that he does reassure me of that no one will hurt me in his presence makes me turn to him for security.
As soon as my throbbing headache was about to sedate me, I heard the large door creak on its hinges. I didn't want anyone interrupting my awfully needed sleep. I didn't show any consideration to the sound of that door opening, and continued to pretend to be asleep.
"…Aren't you going to welcome me back, darling?"
Oh, my God. I absolutely despised it when he called me names like that. But, some part of my dysfunctional brain felt so extremely ecstatic whenever he referred to me in that loving way.
"…welcome back…" I mumbled slowly, not wanting to look the slaughterer in the eye. I heard his light footsteps coming closer, getting louder. He sat down behind me on the edge of the huge bed, patting my head tenderly, like I was a pet.
"That's my girl~" he cooed, his voice close to my ear. I shuddered, my heart suddenly racing. This kind of thing happens every day…yet it never fails to make my cheeks dust a light pink.
"…So?" I said, getting right to the point. If he went somewhere out today, there was definitely something fishy going on. I wanted more excitement in my life, so I decided to dig all the juicy details out of him. "Hmm~?" he asked, it was quite obvious he was confused.
"What did you do today? Did you meet the queen?" I spoke; I wanted to know more, as much as there was to know, about the third progenitor.
Suddenly, his bright, playful eyes darkened. He looked at me grimly, while I took my time sitting up on the bed, which would be so much fun to bounce on. Yet I had no intention of doing so.
"Did I… say something wrong?" I inquired with a low voice. I didn't wish to provoke him any further. There was a moment of deafening silence before he decided to answer me. "Talking about that… I feel dehydrated," He was vague, but I understood him better than anyone else would.
"Oh…" I replied as politely as I could. "So…" I said slowly, I knew what he wanted but I didn't like to get right to the point in situations like these. Slowly, I pushed my hair to the right, exposing a large part of the left side of my neck. The skin was already littered with scars and wounds, but I wasn't too interested in those.
I squeezed my eyes shut, giving him the privacy of doing his deed full of guilt in concealment. After a moment, I felt light breath on my skin and then there was a stabbing pain. Like getting a shot, first the doctor consoles you by rubbing an alcohol pad on your skin then stabs the needle into your skin.
My already feeble body, pale with anemia, lost more blood. I wasn't even being fed properly, and my blood was being taken away constantly.
I clutched his shoulders tightly as my body started feeling like it was about to freeze, although the temperature in this room was normal. I trembled, cold sweat leaving my sweat pores. After a few more seconds of agony, I gently whispered, "I'm feeling weak…"
He instantly left me, and as soon as he did, I collapsed. I fell, expecting my face to meet the floor and surely break my nose or something. Instead, I fell into soft cloth, nuzzling my head into the fabric, desperately searching for warmth. When all I found was frosty skin, I curled up into my forlorn little ball, sobbing gently. "I apologize, dear, but you know I'm not human…"
"I want…to be with one of my own kind…" I replied to his statement of the gloomy truth. He answered with the words I never wanted to hear, ever. "I could turn you, and you would be with your own kind."
My eyes widened. "I don't want to be one of you." I answered firmly. Chuckling, he replied, "Alright, I swear I won't do anything like that." I was always afraid to sleep, because I thought he'd turn me while I was in fatigue. I remembered Mika, how much he would hate me now, that he got turned into one of the parasites he loathed, while I was spared.
Who was it that turned Mika again? Oh, right, it was the queen.
The queen… she was an object of hatred in my eyes. She would constantly attack my captor, which caused him to lose blood, and then he would take mine since he can't produce his own. Maybe it was his fault for provoking her to point that she would attack him harshly enough to draw blood.
I didn't understand the relationship between those two. If the queen hated him so much, why didn't she just kill him, the sooner the better? Was he holding some important information? I didn't ever understand. I was too scared to ask anyway.
IN TOWN, WHERE YUU LIVES:
Guren's P.O.V.-
That brat, Yuu. Who does he think he is? I am a senior. I am eight years older to him, and he thinks he is superior! I would have had this little monster executed by now if it weren't for that valuable demon in him.
Why am I even visited his un-swanky apartment anyway? Is there some stupid demon inside of me, too? What made me think, "Hey! Seems like a great idea to visit the guy who kicked my face yesterday in the middle of the night,"?!
Whatever made me do it, it was powerful. It made me do it.
So here I am. Staring at his unholy face while he sleeps. I don't know what I'm trying to accomplish here, but I felt like it. This imp doesn't even lock his door while sleeping.
He's turning. It's slow, but he turned from his back to his side, and also mumbling something. Wait… he's mumbling?! He's never done that before.
What is he saying? I put my ear close to him, however disgusting that made me feel, crouching low in the process. I caught his words, but I was in a dilemma of what they meant.
"Shirane… your seraph… of the end…"
A/N: Hi ;u;
Yes, there goes the big secret. Shirane has a seraph of the end in her.
But LISTEN! NO, I'm not trying to turn her into a Mary-Sue. She has this seraph for several reasons. If this demon wasn't in her, this story would be pointless.
Well then, reader-san! See ya later ~ d(^u^)b
P.S. sorry for the extremely short chapter xD
~Legend-chi