Fallen Darkness

Summary: Mikan Sakura Buhagiar was a princess in the vampire society, she held the strongest magical powers, and the purest blood amount the royal vampires. And because of that she was target by the evilest being in the world. He wanted that power and blood, if he could just have it; he can destroy anything in his path in conquering the world. For the Buhagiar family to protect Mikan, they had tried to hide her existence from the Vampire World. But when choices are taken away from Mikan, the only thing that can be offer to her is the Seal; the one that would turn her into nothing but a Dhamphir. Mikan went from princess to a peasant, and from being protected to being a training bodyguard. As god may have planned, the one Mikan is guarding is none other than Natsume the vampire prince. Will love bloom? When evil beings are lurking in every corner? And who said their love would be accepted? When their ranks are as different as Heaven and Earth. But Mikan isn't exactly falling for him, with duty in hand; love is the last thing that would cross her mind. With Natsume is no difference…

This story is vaguely similar to My Contract with the Grim Reaper; some of my ideas came from the Vampire Academy by Richelle Mead, The House of Night and Vampire Knight. I do not own the book(s) or manga (if you didn't know, and I do own My Contract) but I did get some of my ideas from them; I hope this story isn't similar to them and would give a new story line. I hope you'll enjoy this new story I wrote, and leave a review for support!

VA= Vampire Academy: a school for vampires (if you didn't know XD is not just the title of a book)

Information:

Moroi- A full blooded vampire with magical powers either; fire, water, earth, air, and spirit (Moroi has its own rich class, middle class, and poor class)

Strogoi- A Moroi turned into a Strogoi is immortal and very strong physically but it loses it magical powers. Strogois' eyes are always red, is a way to tell whether they are Moroi or Strogoi.

Dhamphir- Are half Moroi and half human. They are physically strong with great instinct but do not have magic.

You can turn into a Strogoi: A Moroi has to kill the person and drink all their blood (the person can be human or dhamphir). For a Dhamphir to become a Strogoi They are bitten by a Strogoi and then fed a Strogoi's blood. Both Moroi and Dhamphir can be force to turn into a Strogoi out of their own will too. Usually when turning into a Strogoi is for immortality and power.

btw...in the book is Strigoi-i changed it to Strogoi either my mistake or i just like Strogoi better, but either way i won't changed it now since i have written so many chaps. Anyway i think Strogoi is better XD it sounds like Strong.

Editor:Plushietiger - Thank you~ you were the first one to help me edit my stories and also the first one who edited Fallen Darkness XD

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Chapter 1: The Wheel of Fate

Blood covered the floor, its striking color splashed on the walls while the glass panes of the windows were cloudy from the thick liquid. Bodies were seemingly frozen on the ground, only one of the many still breathing. Her chest moved up and down slowly, matching the slow pace of her heart beat.

My father, auntie, uncle, sister, guardians and Strogois lay in the numerous puddles of blood, turning the white marble floor into a sea of red.

I stood in center of the room, one of the survivors from the bloody battle.

My mother crawled slowly to me, her knees soaked and her mouth tainted by rosy color. I kneeled down as I tried to support her fragile body. Her voice was barely audible and soon she was running out of breath.

"This is the only…thing I-I can do to pr-otect you. Remember the seal!" as she spoke a dark splotch formed on her chest staining her gown. A pond of blood was filled where I stood, my hands stained with her blood as I kept holding her. "Please…you…have to live." her hands lightly touched my cheek as her final words left her mouth. My body seemed to freeze as I stared at the barely alive body in my hands.

The blood covering the floor almost seemed to dance as it shifted to form a crescent moon with a dark star in the middle. It looked like it was alive, forming and writing thin spidery words onto the floor. Once the Seal was complete, my mother's pulse slowed down and she stopped breathing. A crimson tear dripped down as her eyes closed and her body dropped down to the floor. I was speechless and felt nausea;

my heart had dropped with her.

I no longer felt anything, I no longer cared for my life, I just wanted to be with my family and beloved ones. Tears clouded my vision, blurring it and falling down into the image formed on my feet. Just then it shined deep red, drowning me in its light. As my back and chest started to burn as it spread across my body like a disease. It sting and ache on my skin, cold, and hot, at the same time.

So piercing I couldn't even recognize my numerous screams and cries. I stared down at my body, the crimson light glowing through my clothes. An intricate mark tattooed onto my skin as I saw lines dance and wrap around me. But my screams and moans did not die out; in fact they became louder by the minute. This pain was incredible, almost like it was pulling my soul from my body.

As the glow subsided the pain also decreased to a throbbing headache. My legs were numb as my breath came out short. A burst of cold air chilled my skin, the entrance door opened and the moonlight spilled into the living room. Someone walked in, or was it a group? I don't know, I may never know. I didn't look up; I just lay in the red lake beside my mother.

I heard urgent whispers and furious conversations but the noise died down to silence when a commanding voice spoke up.

"Take the survivor."

Frosty arms carried me out of my home, out of my hell and into a dark van. My body was paralyzed as I drifted into a deep sleep. My headache faded away but my memories remained intact, I would never forget this day.

Today, my family was massacred by the command of someone; that person had given a new meaning to Death.

Today, my fate and heritage was sealed.

Today, I'm no longer a royal vampire…

To be continued...

I hope this was a good way to start a story, this was just a prologue is not exactly the first chapter but with this you know what is going on. A weird way to make you understand but you would get it soon… Anyway I hope this story was thrilling and would make you want to read more! Is not a sad story like you think; It has a lot of drama and stuff, confusion too. But that's how you make a story that would make you want to read more (or so I hope).

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