Outsider Chronicles: Becoming More than Zero

Being reborn can be a pain in the ass as any Outsider can tell you. However, at least most are born as their own person. I wasn't so lucky and now I have to put up with being one of the gloomiest characters in the Anime equivalent of Twilight. Fuck that, I'm my own man!

And heres another Outsider Chronicle, this time of a person reborn as Zero from Vampire Knight as opposed to an OC. Do not expect him to be the same as he is in canon. I'm also going to use this story to develop some more of the Outsiders abilities to fuck with the worlds they end up, beyond just drawing worlds together before they're even born. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Waking up in a body that isn't your own is extremely disconcerting. Actually, that's probably inaccurate. Waking up with memories that aren't your own is fucking weird. I'm still not entirely sure which way around it happened because one set of memories ended with a bright pair of headlamps and a blast of intense pain, while the other ended with going to bed with his twin brother and now both sets were perfectly meshed. It didn't really help that those new (Or maybe old) memories included a pretty bleak picture of my own (or is that Zeros?) future of being a gloomy, mopey bastard pining over a girl and feeling sorry for himself...er, myself.

"This is going to give me a headache," I muttered, rubbing my head as I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

The door to the bathroom opened at that moment, emitting my sleepy looking brother, clutching a large, stuffed dog.

"Zero? Are you OK?" he asked.

I looked over at the sickly boy and momentarily saw the person he'd one day, a jealous, bitter person willing to sell out his family for the smallest amount of attention. I mentally made a vow to do all I could to prevent that particular future from coming to pass.

"Yeah, just a headache," I replied, "Come one, let's go back to bed."

I took my brothers hand and gently lead him back to bed.

ARRR, this is so damn frustrating! It had been a few months since I'd woken up as Zero (Or was it that Zero had woken up as me?) and I'd largely got used to being a six year old boy rather than the 20 year old I'd been before being hit by a bus and I'd finally stopped trying to figure out if I was Zero with the memories of my past self or my past self in Zero's body because it kept giving me migraines. However, that's not what was frustrating me. Oh no, that was my parents.

No matter what I tried, they always managed to push Ichiru to the side and focus on me. The thing is, I don't think they noticed they were doing it which was part of the reason it was so damn frustrating. To make matters worse, I think I was actually making the issue with Ichiru worse. I could see it in his eyes, the hurt from being ignored slowly turning to resentment. In the end, I decided that I was doing more harm than good and threw myself into training with Toga, determined that the best way to at least try to prevent the death of my parents. I wasn't kidding myself that I'd be able to beat a Pureblood Vampire on my own, but I hoped that I'd at least be able to help my parents against her and maybe stop them from dieing. I wasn't confident of that though after I attempted to change an event and failed.

It was when the Level E vampire that used to be my teacher attacked, leading to Toga losing an eye. Unlike with Zero in canon, I took the Hunters advice and ran for it, only to trip over a broken chair, leaving me helpless and leading to Toga losing his eyes after protecting me. Makes me wonder if its even worth trying to alter the future, although that doesn't mean I'm not going to try. After all, I had no idea as to exactly how the whole being reborn thing worked. It could be that no matter what I did, the events of the actual Canon would occur, or it could be that certain events, like Toga losing an eye can't be changed at all.

One things for sure though, if I couldn't stop Toga's loss of an eye, I probably also couldn't stop the death of my parents. Not a happy thought, but at least I'm forewarned I suppose. Despite my pessimism, I didn't stop doing everything I could to counteract the future, from stepping up my training to the point where I nearly put myself in hospital. After that debacle my Parents, Toga and Ichiru read me the riot act and forced me to cut back on the training.

Not that it stopped me from from doing all I could to prevent the future by spending as much time as I could with Ichiru and trying to show him that he did have family.

Unfortunately, it didn't work and Ichiro was getting more and more distant with every passing day. For seven years this continued, with me only improving my skills and Ichiro getting further and further away. He tried to hide it, but with my future knowledge, it was only to obvious to me. I could see the resentment in his eyes whenever he looked at our parents and the jealousy whenever he looked at me. He never looked directly into my eyes any more, but that didn't stop me from seeing through his facade. I'd long since resigned myself to the fact that I wouldn't be able to stop what was coming, but that didn't mean I had given up hope.

Alas it was not to be (and doesn't that make me sound pretentious) and now I found myself stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at the bloodbath at the bottom of the stairs where both of my parents lay with their throats torn out and the white haired woman stood over them, covered in blood. She looked up at me with glowing, red eyes and smiled, before vanishing and grabbing me from behind.

"You should be honoured boy," she said, "Not many have the honour of feeling a Purebloods fangs."

Before I could do anything, I felt the sharp pain of her fangs and the strange sensation of her drawing the blood from my body. After a few seconds, she released me and let me fall, before vanishing. I looked up from my position on the floor, just in time to see Hio vanish out the door with Ichiro. I pushed myself to my knees and leant against the wall, pressing a hand to the bite marks on my neck.

"Jeez, whats the good of future knowledge if you can't change anything," I muttered, "Awe well, I guess I can only keep trying."

I gently probed the bite marks as they throbbed dully as I looked down at my parents corpses.

"Sorry guys, I did my best," I muttered, before hissing as the bite began to burn, "Ow, what the..?"

I gasped as the burn began to become more pronounced and spread, until my whole body was burning.

"W-what the hell is happening?" I gasped as I fell to the side, curling up in an attempt to lessen the pain.

I knew that turning into a Vampire would likely be painful, but I thought it would take more time than this! I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees and slowly over to the mirror on the wall. I fell down in front of the mirror and looked at my reflection, watching as my eyes slowly changed from lavender to blood red and my hair turned black. I opened my mouth and watched as my canines extended and morphed into fangs.

"Whats happening to me," I whispered, before my vision went black and I passed out.

When I next opened my eyes, it was to find myself standing in a perfectly circular chamber with a large number of mirrors and screens of various shapes and sizes covering the walls, each showing a different scene. In the center of the chamber was a swivel chair surrounded by keyboards and control panels, each of which was connected to an arm that allowed it to be moved.

Lounging in the chair, fast asleep with a string of drool leaking from his mouth was a man with short, brown hair that looked like it hadn't seen a brush in weeks, a five day beard, pale skin and a pair of square, black framed glasses that had fallen crooked. He was wearing tired looking jeans and a tatty shirt that had once been white, but had long since turned grey from to many washings.

I hesitated for a moment, before deciding that there was no point in standing around all day, so I walked over to the sleeping man and gently shook his shoulder. He snorted and tried to roll over, only to fall of his chair with a crash, before shooting to his feet with his glasses on upside down.

"I'm up, I'm up!" he shouted, "I wasn't sleeping on the job, honest!"

His accent placed his nationality as british and his awakening showed his eyes to be green.

"Wait, you're not the boss," said the man as he spotted me, "How did you get here?"

"I have no idea," I said, "The last thing I remember is passing out from bloodloss and then I woke up here."

"Really?" asked the man, "Huh, you're early."

"Early?" I asked, confused, "What do you mean early?"

"Well, normally Outsiders like you only show up here after some kind of intense character development moment or near death experience," I said, "You're not scheduled for another 10 chapters at least!"

I blinked, not entirely sure what to make of that statement.

"Who are you?" I asked, deciding to get that question out of the way before asking what he meant by chapters.

"Oh, sorry,I haven't introduced myself yet have I?" asked the man, before clearing his throat, "I am the Guardian of this little slice of the Multiverse, the bloke who keeps everything rolling. I am the Chronically, the Keeper, the Watcher, the Eyes and the Voice of the one upstairs. You however can call me Dis. Dis Lexic."

"So, your God?" I asked.

"No, hes my boss," said Dis, "I'm just a Watcher. See, the Universe consists of more branches than can be counted and can be ran by one person, Omniscient or not, so the Big Man created beings like me to keep an eye on the offshoots of the original Multiverse."

"Original?"

"Yeah, you know, the original works without any changes?" said Dis, "Beings like me watch over the Multiverses spawned by human imagination."

"You mean Fanfiction Authors?"

"Exactly."

I dropped my face into my hands as I tried to make sense of everything. Here I was in Zeros body talking to a Godlike being charged with watching over worlds spawned by some lonely kid with way too much free time on his hands.

"So what am I?" I asked at length, looking up at Dis, only to find that he was typing away at a Keyboard with a cup of tea that hadn't been there before sat next to him.

"You're an Outsider," said Dis without looking up, "That basically means that you're a person from one of the Original Worlds reborn into a new Branch of a world that you know is fiction."

"Why?"

"Not a clue," replied Dis, "I've long since given up trying to understand why the Big Man does what he does, or why he nearly always sees fit to dump the Outsiders on me."

"You mean I'm not the only one?" I asked.

"Nope," said Dis, "In fact, in your world there's at least one other Outsider at the moment, although I'm sure there are more."

He indicated to one of the screens which showed an 12 year old boy with black hair training with a black and white sword in a training room.

"Leo Regulus Black, a Wizard, Demi-god and member of the Moon Kingdom. His nature is already obvious from his friends and abilities. However, it will be some time before he arrives here. I believe that it should be some time in his next story."

"Nature?"

"Outsiders are creatures of Change," said Dis, leaning back in his chair and steepling his fingers, "Even without trying, their presence changes the course of history."

"Then why wasn't I able to change anything?" I asked.

"Who says you didn't?" asked Dis.

"But I wasn't able to stop Toga from losing an eye, or my parents from being killed," I replied.

"You were unable to save your parents because events were already in motion for their demise," said Dis, "As for Toga's eye, that was just bad luck. Besides, I'm sure you noticed how your body reacted to Hio's bite."

I flinched and pressed my hand against my neck where I'd been bitten.

"Yeah, it hurt," I said, "But why did that happen, whatever it was?"

"Because you are an Outsider," I said, "Your body reacts differently to curses and supernatural viruses than humans. Well, that and it looks like your descended from Akasha Bloodriver."

"Hmm, why does that name sound so familiar?" I muttered.

"Maybe this will help," said Dis, throwing something to me.

I caught the object and looked at it, finding that it was a Rosary cross with a red bead.

"Holy shit!" I gasped, my head snapping back up to look at Dis, "You mean…"

"Yep, I do mean that Issa," said the Watcher, "Congratulations kid, you now have more power flowing through you than that stuck up bastard Kaname."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yep, despite what the Purebloods think, Akasha's line was far, far more powerful than any other because they channel their power into physical power," said Dis, "That extends to boosting their defence to unimaginable levels. Plus, you also have the Wealth of Power at your disposal and I don't think you'll be willing to squander such a powerful skill, will you?"

"Not a chance," I said, "However, I do have a question. Since I seem have fully transformed into a Vamp, does that mean I'm going to go nuts at some point?"

"No."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"At least I don't think so."

Never mind.

"I highly doubt that you will though," he continued, "According to this, your body has basically undergone the equivalent of a Blood Adoption Ritual as Shizuka's blood combined with Akasha's, causing both to activate to their full potential. In essence, your Vampire side is their child."

I blinked as I tried to imagine that without getting a nosebleed. I failed

"Um…"

"Don't worry about that though," said Dis with a grin, "It won't have any really impact on you. Oh, by the way, I suggest that you use that."

He pointed at the Rosary still in my hand.

"Its similar to Mokas Seal, only it doesn't hold a separate personality. It'll keep your Vampire powers mostly suppressed since I don't think you want people to know just how strong you are, do you?"

"Guess not," I muttered, "I'm not sure how the Hunters would react if they knew."

"Exactly. Now, it can be removed if needs be, but I'd rather you didn't."

"Your not going to make it so only my true love can remove it or something, are you?" I asked suspiciously.

"I'm not that mean," said Dis, "No, you can remove it at will."

"Good."

"Now, I suggest you wake up."

"Wake up?" I asked, "What do you mean?"

Dis just grinned and reached out, flicking my forehead and making me jerk back.

"ZERO, WAKE UP!"

A piece of chalk bounced of my head, making me jerk back.

"Sorry sir," I said, rubbing my forehead.

"Hurumph, I don't know why you Prefects even bother coming to class," grumbled the teacher, "All you do is sleep."

The teacher returned to the lesson, leaving me to zone straight back out, thinking about the dream I'd been woken from. It had been a long, long time since I'd thought about that, mainly because doing so tended to cause me to have an existential crisis. After Dis had sent me back to my body, I had woken up in the middle of Yuki cleaning the blood off me with very hot water that had immediately made my jump, which in turn caused Yuki to jump, especially when I went from zombie to annoyed 13 year old boy. That had been a very...odd experience, especially when I realized that the Rosary had come through with me, proving that it hadn't been some kind of very strange dream.

I let out a sigh as I fingered said cross that was still attached to my neck by a similar chocker to the one Moka wore, although mine was a lot simpler. I had removed the Rosary only once and that had been to get used to my full strength so I didn't go too overboard if I needed to use it in a fight and destroy an entire building or something. The amount of power and strength I had was absolutely staggering and it took an entire day and nearly an entire forest worth of trees until I could get my strength under control. Fortunately, my enhanced strength in my human form was easier to deal with.

"ZERO!"

Another piece of chalk bounced off my forehead.

And thats done. This story is set in the same world as my Black Zodiac/Dark Eclipse story, but it won't have anything to do with it because Zero isnt connected to any of the worlds Leo is. His domain is Rosario+Vampire and Vampire Knight.

Is Zero going to be OP? Em, well, when unsealed, hes as strong as Inner Moka. Make of that what you will.

For those purists, remember that Zero isn't the same as he is in canon since he, well, isnt the same person.

In this world, the Vampires are have a common ancestor, but various things have resulted in two lines with similar and different traits.

With that, I'm done with this chapter. Please leave me a review!