The Awakening

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Chapter Seven

Ichiru's POV

My sudden disinterest with supper could hardly be called sudden. Zero has been mopping around the manor for almost two weeks now and showed no signs of improvement. My brother had turned into nothing more than an empty shell, attending his lessons without fuss and meeting the hag's every expectation and demand. This was not the Zero I knew and loved. The once full of himself teen had transformed into this completely different person right before my eyes and as far as I could tell this was absolutely out of my control.

Walking down the halls of the magnificently decorated manor, I found myself fiddling with the cuff of my dress shirt. Gently my fingers pushed away the fabric to reveal a healing gash on my wrist. The pads of my fingers ghostly traced along the scaring tissue and I remembered my blood vow.

I would re-unite Zero with the Pureblood even if that meant losing everything I had. Zero deserved this one act of kindness from me. This was the least that could be given after what Sara and I had nearly killed him, but in the end took away the most precious thing Zero possessed even more than his own life.

His memories of Kaname Kuran.

What I needed to do was find someone else who could help without being found out by the vampires for the hunters. Slowly my eyes closed and I prayed to whoever was listening up above to get that good-for-nothing vampire to write back.

"I am glad you will be staying with us for the next little while, Lettie."

My feet froze to the marble floor as I heard Gran speaking to someone in one of the many parlour the mansion possessed.

"I am truly in your dept for your help."

Slowly I crept closer to the double door entrance.

"Finally I will be able to have a decent conversation around this place."

Oh yeah, Gran had said at dinner that there was someone arriving today, but who was it again? I stuck my head through the slightly agar door to peek at the mysterious guest.

General POV

Zero paced back and forth in his bedroom. After supper, since Ichiru had run off somewhere and he had already finished his school work for the day there wasn't really much for him to do.

The teen sighed and ran his unsteady hands through his silver hair. He was exhausted and was quickly reaching his limit before Zero would simply collapse without warning. For the past week his dreams have been filled with events that seemed a little to realistic for his liking. Two nights ago he had woken up with blood flowing freely from his wrist from two puncher marks that look a little too close for comfort of that of vampire fangs. Zero believed this was an acceptable reason to be worried since along with the gash on his arm, the unforgettable taste of blood lingered in his mouth.

This had been the part that stumped Zero. Fang mark on his body along with the taste of blood in his mouth. Why was he trying to suck his own blood? The bigger question was why on earth was he trying to suck blood begin with?!

Zero through himself down on to his bed, his face collided with the twenty-four pillows that were always perfectly arranged.

What is wrong with me? The silver-haired boy wished to cry, a totally unfamiliar sentiment. Zero hadn't shed a single tear even at his parents' deaths or at the many morbid events that seemed to follow him. Crying was out of the question, but why had one simple misfortune awaken the unfamiliar sign of weakness?

Somehow he believed this was all the vampires fault because he never got around to sending a reply and therefore Zero's emotions were his cut-off point.

Things couldn't turn worse. The sad thing was, this was a sarcastic thought. The hag had spoken to him this morning that since she hadn't expected the twins to partake in the weekly dinner held at the manor she was expecting them both at the ball being held this weekend.

Luckily for the Kiryu twins would have a teacher for the week and wouldn't have to deal with their normal workload. As long as the teacher wasn't Jeremy, the world would be semi- normal.

Zero's slipped close and his body shut down for some needed sleep, although it certainly would not restful.

"Zero," A voice called from down the hallway, "wait up!"

I turned my head ever so slightly and out of the corner of my eye, Ichiru was running after me. "Wait a second please Zero!" He called again once he noticed I had no intention of stopping for him.

"What do you want?" I shouted back, "there is someplace I need to be." I pushed open the heavy fire doors and the evening breeze brushed my silver hair into my eyes.

From the lack of my brothers annoying voice Ichiru had decided to leave me alone for a change, but this seemed like an unlikely event considering Ichiru hardly ever gave up what he desired.

I quickened my pace and took the direct root to the night dorm by walking through the woods.

Taking a deep breath through my nose trying to calm down my fast beating heart, the gate was in view now along with the night class looking rather bored and annoyed with the evening's events. Ichiru wouldn't dare walk into the night dorm to bother me, not with forty extremely bored vampires probably just waiting to have some fun.

Before I was able to break out of the trees, a firm grip pulled me back into the dark woods.

"Just listen to me, please, this is important." Ichiru whispered as he pulled me from the vampires sight.

"I don't really have a choice, you have my attention?" I said dryly while I glanced over my shoulder seeing how far of a run I would have to do to get away from Ichiru.

Had Kaname already gone inside?

"You need to watch your back Zero; Sayori has found a tube of Silverblood, you know what that is right?" He paused expecting an answer, but when I didn't give Ichiru one instead just glared at him one, he continued.

"Silverblood is a type of vampire, extremely rare; they are the purest form of a vampire, even higher than Purebloods. The blood can turn any level of vampire into a human and sometimes they're other effects."

"So what, is she going to turn me human? Yeah, that is great, always wanted to be one." I rolled my eyes at Ichiru over reaction.

"You don't understand," Ichiru through his hands in the air with annoyance, "if Sara were to mix in even just a drop of her blood, she would be able to control your every move even what goes through your head."

My body halted my attempt to break Ichiru's grasp. Somewhere at the back of my memory this seemed to be a repeating scene. The colour before my eyes began to fade and the ground began to crumble under my feet. Fear rose up inside me as I began to fall deep into the never-ending darkness.

TBC

Edited by zerokanda

Okay, questions comments and even criticism are welcomed (trust me, I'm used to it). So this was the new chapter as I promised... any good? I supose that would be your call.

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