Summary: [Vampire Fic, SoRoku & implied Akuroku Roxas, a monster and vampire wandering the world for revenge. Sora, a teen who met the vampire while doing a report. The two met, what happens between the boundary of light and dark? Can past sins be redeemed?Dancing Under the Moonlight

Prologue

1421…

He ran.

Yet no matter how fast he ran, the monster would always catch up with him in mere seconds. Back in the village, everybody knows he's the fastest out of all the other boys, but the monster killed everyone.

Now, he's all alone in this cruel world. The village's gone, he's the only survivor and he is not going to live that long once the monster finally grows bore of him. What was he thinking running into a forest in the middle of the night where he can't see a damn thing at all?

"Where are you running to, my little friend," a low voice whispers. A cold shiver went up the teen's spine and he didn't dare stop to look for the source.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die…" the teen thought. "Just run, run as fast as you can and don't look back-" His train of thoughts stopped abruptly when a figure just popped up in the middle of the road. His sapphire eyes showed nothing but fear and horror at the figure.

It was the monster…

And he was the monster's next meal.

"You surely are the fastest boy the town once claims," the monster chuckled, stepping forward. The boy wants to run but he couldn't run it was as if his legs were glued to the ground. The monster's gaze has a strong hold on him and he can't pull away from it. "The blood in your town was a bit satisfying but it wasn't that sweet." He tilted the teen's head up so sapphire eyes meet dark emerald. "I wonder if your blood is sweet as you look."

"I don't want die! I don't want to die!" the teen thought franticly. "If there is a God, I beg of you, save me, please!" He felt the monster push him roughly against a tree and those once emerald eyes turned blood red.

"There's no God to save you, boy," the monster responded as if reading his mind. He felt cold hands stroke his warm face; it felt like needles were penetrating his skin.

"P-please," the boy begged. "Let me live…I swear, I won't tell a living soul!"

His father would have punished him for being so cowardly, but this thing murdered his father. Now he's going to die the same way his whole family died. The monster laughed and the boy hates it. The monster was laughing that cold laugh when it slaughtered the village…

"You're to pretty to be kill, boy, but you don't much of a say for the matter," the monster said, nuzzling the crook of the teen's neck. Clenching his fist tightly and gritting his teeth, he could barely hold his tears back. "Are you going to cry now? Don't cry boy, soon you won't feel a thing…" A sharp pain can be felt on the teen's neck, he knew the monster bit him and drain the life out of him. He wanted to scream but his voice was gone. All he could do is just stare at what's in front of him and wait for the death reaper come and collect him. Already he was seeing two monsters draining him. The light in his eyes was growing dim, his heart was slowing down now and breathing was getting harder. His thoughts turned to jumble. He just wanted to sleep.

Sleep…what a nice thought that is…

The monster dropped the teen's body down like a rag doll, the boy's eyes indicating he's almost gone from his world, but not yet. The monster bit his own wrist, allowing its blood to leak out and held it out in front of the boy's face. The teen saw two monsters holding its wrist. He would have moved away if he had the will too but he was so tired…

"Drink it," the monster whispers to the boy. "You don't want to die, do you? Drink it and you'll never have to worry about dying."

The teen's thoughts were a mess. The monster was really giving him a chance to live? Why? Wouldn't that damn him? His soul would be sent to hell where he would burn for eternity. He bit his lip tightly together, refusing the blood. The monster chuckled.

"A stubborn boy…I like that," the monster laughed. H sounded like a happy child. "I always want to have a servant like that. You're the perfect candidate." It violently thrust his wrist into the teen's tight lips, now open, forcing the blood into him. The teen couldn't stop it, even if he had tried. A small drop of blood trickled down his throat; the blood taste bitter…yet so sweet at the same time. This was something the teen has never tasted before and it made him stronger…he wanted more. With newfound strength, he got up to a sitting position and held onto the bleed wrist, seeking for more blood. He wants more of the coppery taste and allows his bloodlust take over him. He sucked greedily for more, tasting the sweet nectar; he felt like he could drink this forever and never, ever stop.

He then moaned when he felt the wrist pulled away and his strength began to fade away. He felt light-headed and strong arms wrapped his waist; drowsiness began to take over him.

"My name is Axel," the monster introduced. "And I'm your new master. Got it memorized?" A weak nod was his response. "What's your name?" Axel asked.

Once or twice he have opened his mouth to response but no sound came out. Finally on the third try, he manage to murmur out his name:

"Rox…as…"

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Author's Rambling: Ummm….hello again! I know it's been a year since I last updated but with school and my personal life have been getting in the way, I haven't have much time to update "Stolen Hearts." I'm terribly sorry for not updating for over a year. Lately, I have been thinking up plots for it and possibly post up two RoxasxSora one-shots. I'm gonna try to be more active as much as possible so I'll see you guys later.

This is my first vampire fic so creative criticism is welcome. Flames if you want.