YY100: Hello good peoples of the internet!!! We are writing a new story! Who's we, you ask? Why please welcome the cowriter, Kalberry!!

Kalberry: Hello! Nice to be here!

YY100: So Kalberry, please tell us a little about yourself.

Kalberry: I LOVE chocolate chip cookies and Yugioh!

Yami: Kinda obvious considering it's a fanfic right?

YY100: *Rolls her eyes* Anyway, we're writing a story together, so enjoy!

A Crimson Kiss on a Moonless Night

Preface

Night, dark and bleak. A time of saftey for those who enjoy it, and a hell for those who are afraid. And for those who are hunted, it's the worst place to be. It was night, moonless, stars hidden under the cover of thick grey clouds. My breath fell out in long, shaky gasps. I had to run, I had to run away. From what it still wasn't clear to me, all I knew was that I had to get away from it. I tripped on the cold pavement in the park, I got up immedietly to find myself staring into the cold and steely eyes of the hunter. My heart jumped into my throat, my chest heaving to take in oxygen. I could feel him sneer at me, I had to try and get away. But the minute I lifted my legs, I faltered, fell over, and blacked out. I could still feel around me though. I could feel the man picking me up, and the last thing I remember was him taking me away in the night. The last thing I remember was his cold chuckle before I blacked out.

Chapter 1

"Where?" I mumbled and sat up, the clinking of chains made me realize I had something around my wrists and feet. "Wha-What happened to me?" I shouted as I tried to get the chains off, then my memory flooded back to me in a millosecond. The moonless night, the man who was chasing me, and me blacking out. "Whaaa!" I shouted in surprise, falling backwards in the proccess. "Are you kidding me?" I began to rant, "How could I have been kidnapped? Wait a sec! I'm not a kid!" I corrected myself on that many times. I was sixteen years old, so not a kid anymore. Right? The opening of a door snapped me from my thoughts and I heard voices outside. One said, "So you have found a girl Bakura?" The other voice cackled menecingly, "Yes, I feel she will make a fine 'present' for the prince." I gulped as I thought about this carefully. But, before I knew it, two men were in front of me. One had crazy white hair that stuck out in about every different direction. The other was a tall man with brown neck high hair. Both were pale and both had steely crimson eyes. I shuddered at them, scared almost half to death. Of course, I would be dead soon wouldn't I?

The brown haired man sneered at me, his eyes held mine, and I could see the thirst lurking within them. "Wh-Who are y-you..." I managed to stutter out, utterly terrified, and I mentaly cursed myself for being so. The white haired man barked a laugh and said, "Awww, the poor lost kitten doesn't know about us yet. But no doubt someone told you a scary story about us." He leaned down next to me and held my face in his hand, grinning. I gasped and saw his grin revealed a row of gleaming white teeth, I gulped, with fangs. "V-v-vampire.." was the only word I muttered out, and I said it so low, I doubt even he could hear. He leaned in closer, eyes glistening with thirst as he muttered, "That's right little one." The other man put his hand on him and said, "That's enough, Bakura." Bakura snorted and let me go, I was sobbing tears as the other man took off my chains and put a choker collar around me, with a chain attached to it. I felt like a pitiful dog as they led me up the dank corridors of what appeared to be a dungeon of some sort. I kept my eyes focused on the ground and began asking myself questions. Who were these pe-vampires? Why did they want ME? Who was their 'prince?'

I didn't notice they stopped and ended up smaking right into the brown haired vampire, who growled at me, but nothing else. I looked around to see where we were now, we were in what looked like a throne room to me. It was dank and dark, the only light came from the illuminating glow of small torches lined up along the pillars that supported the roof. I suddenly relized we were not alone, about 50 others were surrounding us, all of their eyes were on me. I gulped, each of them had the same luster in their eyes that I couldn't ignore. They all had the glint of thirst in their eyes. I guessed I looked very appealing for all of them to stare at me like that, I expected for any one of them to jump right out and attack me. But none of them moved a centameter from their spot. I sighed with relief until-that is- I felt a tug on the chain around my neck and I stumbled forward and ended up landing on my knees. (Gee, gentle people..) I thought sarcastically.

My eyes shot forward and I saw the outline of a figure sitting in a throne. I couldn't see his face, it was shrouded with darkness, but I did see his eyes, the same as all the others. Ravenous. Ravenous for me, apparently MY blood is what they wanted, but there would be no possible way to make me give it to them! I looked into his eyes, apparently a big mistake, for the brown haired man hit my head full force, making me groan and clutch it in pain. Tears threatened to stream from my already overflowing eyes, but I had to be tough. I looked at him, glared with daggers in my eyes, and shouted, "Watch it you Ra dammed blood-sucker! I can feel pain you know!!" This made him even angrier as he litteraly roared at me, "You, girl, are in no position to be making threats! Now bow to your master!" My eyes grew wide, a grin plastered itself on my face and I fell over clutching my sides in laughter. I gasped between breathes, "I-I...hahahahhahaha!!....d-don't.....hahahahahaha!!!...h-h-have....hahaha!!!!!..a master you fool!"

I wiped the tears of amusment away from my eyes and found myself staring at one VERY mad vampire. (Oh....crap.....) I thought to myself. Maybe I went a LITTLE too far. (A bit...) I thought again sarcasticaly as the vampire grabbed my arm and held me close to him and growled into my ear, "Watch your tounge you pathetic human." I growled back in self defense, "I watch mine, you watch yours..." He had enough of this game I was making, he threw me onto the ground were I tumled down, only to be strangled by the leash on my neck when he pulled it. I herd a chortled laughter and I looked up, making my eyes grow wider and I thought, (Oh crap! This is not good! I am dead, so very very dead....) Cause I was in no other place than laying face flat infront of the man on the throne. But not a man to my surprise, a teenage boy who looked about as old as me. He had wild black hair with scarlet tips and blond bangs that stuck out here and there around his hair. I shut my eyes and tried to wake myself up from this horrible dream, but instead I felt someone stroking my cheek gently. I still refused to open my eyes, but the stroking calmed me down much more. As my heartbeat finally subsided to a normal pace, the person removed their hand and said something to the people next to me, I was too tired to hear though.

I didn't want to fall asleep, for afraid of being jerked out of a nice dream and into the harsh facts of human slavery. At least, thats where I thought I was...maybe I was wrong and THIS was the dream. So maybe I could fall asleep, (B-but I don't know what to think....) I mumbled in my head, suddenly a strong confident voice sounded in it, (/You're tired.)/ It wasn't a question.

(A bit...) I admited to the voice, obviously I was going crazy.

(/Do you want to sleep?)/ the voice asked. I mentally shrugged and decided to continue the conversation.

(I'd like to, I just don't know if I'm allowd to.) I heard the voice chuckle.

(/Your blood smells delicious.)/ I think it was a compliment. I didn't answer.

(Who are you? Do I know you?) I began asking it. A warm sense of something came over me and I got tired. I fought to stay awake.

(/You'll know soon enough.)/ it replied and then I wuzzled out into and untimely deep sleep.

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