Hi, readers! This is Chikane-AnnaOnodera. Vampire Knight is practically the best vampire manga out there EVER!! We wanna thank Matsuri Hino for all this (yay, yay!) and mythology for the great ideas.
Lately, my fanfics have been planned to be about 15 to 20 chapters long, but I've wanted to make them a little longer. I'll try to stuff in some extra fun chapters in this fanfic as I go along.
If something's too confusing, just ask me in a private message and I'll be sure to answer it in a message response or I'll post it with the next chapter. Just in advance, when there's a whole section italicized, it means it's a flashback or the past, okay? But I'll probably use lines or bars to separate them. Cool.
Let's go!!
Prologue
"Man, oh man."
The one-eyed vampire hunter scratched his head and sighed deeply. In all his life, he never saw as much gore and blood as in the feature that lay before him. Crimson streaks ran across the walls, dripping down to a bloody pool on the floor. It mixed with oozing body fluids, such as urine and saliva. Nothing stopped the truth from coming to him.
The massacre was the worst thing he had ever seen. Too many family members had died, losing a chance of living their lives to the fullest. What annoyed him the most was that he was unable to protect an unforgivable number of humans. The Kamiyas were innocent mortals, trying to benefit things by just living.
But their chances have been taken away by vampires.
As the one-eyed man passed through the household of bloodshed, something twitched at the edge of his foot…something that was still alive. His eye looked down at the struggling man, covered in with blood all over his form.
"Y…Yagari…"
The vampire hunter took off his hat and noticed something wrong with the man's eyes. Although the irises were a ruby-brownish tint, there was a blood-colored luster capturing their true meaning. As his open mouth released heavy breaths and wheezing, sharp protruding fangs desired to sink into smooth skin.
"Kiyoshi…" Yagari clicked his tongue and shook his head. "See what happens when you become an idiot and run off with our kind?"
Kiyoshi continued to wheeze. Most of his organs were ravaged and torn apart; it was a miracle for him to still be alive. He tightly cradled a bundle in his free arm…while the other was lying a few feet away from his body. Despite his close situation with death, he continued to hold the bundle close to his broken heart.
"Take her…Take her…away from here…"
The wounded man kept a mature face, which was smeared with his blood. He didn't think what he did was wrong: he loved Seijun, but their unity was forbidden. If they knew that their spawn was still alive…
"Take her away…from vampires…"
His grip on the bundle disappeared. The deep breaths died down and turned into nothing. As Yagari picked up the bundle out of his arm, Kiyoshi's body slowly wrinkled and became pruny…until his epidermis turned to dust altogether. The bones were all that was left before they, too, dissolved away. Only the bodies of the Kamiyas remained.
Keeping a cold expression, the vampire hunter looked down at the small bundle in his arms. A small face laid silent on an infant girl as she slept soundly, not knowing of the carnage that occurred that night. Her soft hands were curled tightly, and it reminded him of fighting. Yagari imagined the baby as a young woman with strong will and spirit…but one thing bothered his imagination.
He placed a finger on her tiny chest and waited. There was a heartbeat. As he sighed with relief, Yagari moved over to the window and looked up into the dark sky through ruby streaks. The moon covered light over the piles of bodies around the vampire hunter. It looked familiar, but the circle in the sky felt new to him: completely different from all others. Looking down at the infant, Yagari decided a choice that would probably change everything. And it wasn't just her name.
"Mizuki, like the beautiful moon tonight."
Yes, yes…crappy intro, but I'll try to make more sense later on. On to the next chapter!