A/N: Here's the cliffhanger resolution~ I would've posted it last night, but I had work to do... anyway, so this chapter is kind of short I know, but it's more of prelude to the major events coming up next!
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Summary: Vampires are real. I attend Cross Academy, a school where the student body is populated by the human Day Class, and the vampire Night Class. This was all supposed to be fiction. A story I read for entertainment. But it's real. It's all real. SI, OC Insert.
Disclaimer: Everything to do with Vampire Knight is owned by Matsuri Hino. I only own my OC Maya.
Warning: this fanfiction includes dark themes, swearing, mentions of death, serious injury, murder and suicide.
Chapter 9 - In For the Kill
The Level E lunged at me.
Not being fast enough, my failed attempt at blocking with the sword sent me falling to ground again and my only weapon flying from my hand, the breath knocked out of me.
My long hair coming loose from it's bun and obscuring my vision didn't help. I gasped for air, blindly throwing my arms up to protect myself.
His fangs latched onto my arm again, digging deeper this time. I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks joined my blood splattered across my face.
Having no other choice, I pulled out the small gun Zero had given me and pressing the barrel against his chest, I fired.
The vampire reared back, falling to the ground, screeching.
I missed again?! For fuck's sake!
I scrambled to my feet, clutching my bleeding arm, blood soaking my sleeve and dripping down my gun to the ground as I ran, snatching the katana on my way past.
By the time I made it back to the house, hours had passed since Katsumi drove off... I wonder if she had a plan to rescue me if I needed it?
Which I do.
Because this whole thing was a completely horrible fucking idea!
I hid just out of sight, next a tall bookcase, by the door frame in the living room, making sure to wipe my bloody arm along as many things as I could, then reluctantly dropping my blood-soaked jacket in the kitchen, before ducking into my hiding spot so I could bandage the bite marks.
The blood would confuse him, if only for a minute. Just enough time for me to deal with these wounds.
Not a moment later, the Level E shattered the kitchen door, sending splinters of wood flying, and instantly focusing on my jacket, he ran up to it, snatched it off the floor, when he realized it was only clothing, he screamed his rage and frustration into the night.
I, meanwhile, was huddled next to a bookcase in the living room, small gun in my lap and sword on the ground beside me, my hands were rubbing my bare arms, trying to keep the warmth in them, while my blood was quickly beginning to soak through the gauze of my bandages - he must've bitten deeper then I thought.
"I can hear you, hunter!" the Level E laughed, it's double voice making his crazed tone sound insane.
Oh shit. My heart.
It was beating so fast - he must be able to hear it!
Eyes wide I grabbed my gun and just managed to bring it up as the Level E appeared in front of me. I fired again, using the last of my bullets.
Unfortunately for me, the crazed vampire had learned from our last encounter.
He jumped back, dodging every shot.
Fuck. Now I'm really out of bullets!
I picked up the sword.
In seconds the blade was knocked from my hands and on the ground again.
Shit.
"You-" he stammered in his double voice, backing away "you are-!" his words dissolved into insane laughter.
What the hell...?
Not wanting to waste this chance, I retrieved the sword and ran forward, aiming for the Level E's throat.
One slash of the blade and it's head thudded to the ground, blood spraying across the wall behind it, before it exploded in a cloud of ash.
I staggered from the room, through the kitchen and outside, dropping the wakizashi and collapsing to my knees in the snow.
My eyes were wide and my breathing was ragged, glasses lost in the snow. I- I just-
Bile rose up in my throat, forcing my stomach contents - hastily eaten ration bars on my initial trek up the mountain and some water - along with it onto the white snow. Then I frantically brushed off as much of the remaining ash as I could.
It look me a while to get a handle on myself. By the time I did, the sun was beginning to rise over the trees.
Taking a deep breath, I went back inside the house to retrieve the woman's body from the basement. There I found a couple of old gasoline cans and a shovel, and I took them with me.
I dug her a grave about twenty metres from the house, wrapping her in the blanket before laying her in ground and burying her. The hole wasn't very deep, only about a half a metre into the dirt, but at least this way the animals wouldn't get to her when they returned to the area now that the Level E was gone.
Using some of the larger pieces of splintered wood from the destroyed kitchen door, I built a small cross to mark the grave, before realizing I didn't know her name.
I stood there beside the fresh mound of dirt for a while, trying to think of what to carve into the wood.
When I couldn't think of anything, I turned back to the house, and picking up the gas cans, I began pouring their contents in the various rooms of the house, until finally I came to the room I'd been avoiding. The living room.
Swallowing, I slowly entered the room. The blood on the wall drew my attention first. The red blood that still stained the blade of the sword laying in the snow outside.
Deciding not to dwell on it, I emptied the last of the gas around the dead vampire's ashes, and then, dropping a large lit match from my survival kit, I left the house to stand by the woman's grave.
From there I watched the house burn to the ground.
... I think I know what to carve.
'Step softly, a lost dream lies buried here'
"Ugh, don't remind me" I groaned as we walked down a pathway by the classrooms. It was a few days later, just after lunch, and it was all I could do to try not to think about that stupid dance coming up.
I'm not even talking about the whole Hiou-Kurenai-Ichiru-Kaname-Zero thing either. I know I'm screwed if I get anywhere near that.
I'm talking about the fact that I don't want to wear a stupid dress or high heels.
The whole idea can go to hell, for all I care.
That, and I'm trying not to think about what happened on the mountain top. I've dwelled on it enough already when I was alone in my room... it was distracting and depressing - and as if the probable trauma of that night wasn't enough, Katsumi was considering taking me on her next job too.
Great.
"You're not dressing up, Maya-chan?" Yori asked.
"No" I deadpanned, focusing on the conversation "I might wear some make-up or something, but I am not wearing a dress. My uniform is bad enough with the mandatory skirt"
"But you wear shorts underneath"
"Yuuki!" I protested, eyes darting back to Zero following behind us. What?! I'm allowed have dignity issues in front of the opposite sex!
"But aside from the dance, the end of year exams are worrying me" Yuuki admitted.
"That is a worry, Cross Yuuki-kun!"
Oh look. It's our incompetent class prez. Telling us something we already know.
"Cross Academy's traditional dance" he began. Tune out, tune out, tuneouttuneouttuneout.
I don't care if we're made stagehands. Honestly, I like helping.
Besides I wasn't planning on dressing up or dancing anyway. That, and the only reason I would even consider going is because one, it's my duty as a prefect to patrol the event. And two, Ichijou will be there.
Duh.
Wait, what? Yuuki lowers our class average?! What the hell, Yuuki?! I actually worked on my class stuff to get high grades! AND YOU ARE GETTING MY MARKS SCALED DOWN.
Oh we are soooooo studying. Fuck canon. We're not going to be the worst class in the school because of some stupid trope!
Yori and I are smart, damn it! We deserve our recognition-!
Wait... what's that?
"You can't go there! It's the time the Day Class are around!"
Ichijou?! I almost fucking squealed. Ichijou. In the day time. Oh god, I am not prepared for this!
Um.
"Right..." I muttered, when Zero stopped Yuuki from going to help "well... you guys might be complacent about that" I began, slowly inching out of reach of Zero's other hand "but I, other the hand, am going to fulfill my duty as a prefect!" I turned to run off, when a hand landed on my shoulder.
I looked up sheepishly at the glaring Zero "you just want to see Ichijou" he said.
I deflated, pouting... and the second his hand was gone from my shoulder, I was gone! HA! I so got one over the vampire hunter!
... only to run straight into Aidou. Ow. I seriously need to work on my situational awareness.
"Yuuki-chan~" he sang.
... really. The only reason why he just hugged Yuuki - pulling me along, WHY - was get the Day Class girls into a frenzy. And now they're going insane.
Great.
God, I fucking hate you sometimes, Aidou.
"Oi" I interrupted, elbowing him none to roughly.
Surprisingly enough, he didn't shoot me a glare like I expected. Just pouted. Then fucking walked off. That son of a- ooooooh shit. Psycho Day Class girls.
"... I really think we should run, Yuuki - now" I almost whimpered, then sped off, dragging Yuuki behind me.
We managed to stow away on a higher landing and avoid them - only to be treated to the welcome surprise of Ichijou using the same hiding spot!
Hello, Ichijou!
I grinned.
"Hey" he smiled "you're being chased after as well, I see. Troublesome, isn't it?"
"Icihijou-senpai!" Yuuki whispered, a sweat-drop on her head "what happened to Maria-san?"
Aw~ so cute! Even other or anything...
Shit. Ichijou was talking! Noooooooooooooo~! What did I miss?!
Okay, so I was wrong. Kurenai and Zero did see each other. Through a window.
The only reason I knew about it though, was because when she doesn't go to class, Kurenai had taken a liking to following me around on patrol and talking to me about stuff.
It was a little weird at first, but after a few nights, I was giving her advice like I would to a friend - what can I say? She's just really nice... now I know what my best friend from back home was talking about when she said Kurenai was a nice little girl.
Anyway. So Zero was more pissed off then ever the next time I saw him. But not the kind of anger that would stem from talking with Aidou. No, with even numbers, he can be pretty civil.
This anger came from fear.
Zero was afraid.
The realization shocked me.
I'd never thought of Zero being afraid. The thought barely even occurred to me...
I fell into a restless sleep that night.
End Chapter
A/N: sorry, about the short chappy... but don't worry, the next one will be up some time today or tomorrow~
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