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To Awaken

Chapter 01 - Illusion

"I didn't want you to perish here; that's why I pushed you away. Away from me, but away from this dangerous world. You shouldn't be here..." There was a sharp pain in his neck, then everything turned black.

How long has it been? Floating in this murky darkness… I can't see anything – why is it so dark?

…Blood…

What was that?

…More…

Who is that!

Blood... More blood...

What?

He was mutely aware of something hitting his fist – the sensation of cracking bones was… foreign to him. But why would he be feeling that? Not like he was punching somebody – not like there was anyone in front of him to punch.

To float in the darkness so mindlessly was… frustrating.

There was a glimmer. A faint glow of light, but nevertheless, it was light, and he moved… he floated towards it. Slowly, but surely, he inched over to the source of the light.

It refracted back images. Scattered, yet together they formed a kaleidoscope of sorts; a very bloody kaleidoscope. Images of blind bloodshed and violence greeted his eyes, shocking his system.

What in the…

The feeling of domination washed over him. It felt good; it was the best feeling he ever felt since he was born. It was refreshing. As a human he was always at the bottom of the pecking order in the academy. Now he wasn't. And even if he had to pave the road to the top with bodies, he didn't care. The reward was greater than the sum of the costs – it was a worthy deal.

I… Will…

The road to hell was often paved with good intentions. His road to the top would be paved with carcasses. Besides, the monsters often preached the philosophy of 'the survival of the strongest', so all he was doing was to abide by that anchor stone they cast. It was their fault, if they wanted to point fingers.

The refracted light showed more images. He smirked. How dare those lowlifes even think that their strength was sufficient to stop him? He IS a Vampire. The strongest of all the monsters – his strength eclipsed that of those who dared challenge him. To even attempt to do so was a crime worthy of death – those who didn't know their betters were better off dead.

No! I… I am a human!

Slaughter them… Make them scream for mercy, mighty Vampire!

I… I am human!

But you have evolved… Evolved far past the simple life form you had once been... Nevertheless, your mind is weak. Yield to my power, little one... Yield to my power, and discover a world that was once beyond your grasp. Rend their bones into dust – DEMOLISH THEIR SPIRITS!

I…

Kill them. Massacre them. Defile their corpses – make them fear your name, fledgling! The battlefield is your home – you belong here!

I… Kill… I…

RIP THEIR BODIES APART! SHOW THEM YOUR POWER, MAKE THEM FEAR! FEAR YOU! MAKE THEM QUAKE AS YOU APPROACH! MAKE THEM FEAR YOUR VERY NAME!

I… Ugh… I…

War flows strongly in your blood – it is your destiny! To you massacre is nothing but like the roller coaster at carnivals! Thrilling, and yet still so overwhelmingly easy, as though nothing could be simpler! Indulgence in carnage and bloodshed is natural for you! Stand tall over the rabble, and rule over all youkai!

I… No…

YIELD, LITTLE ONE. YOU ARE TOO WEAK TO RESIST. You WERE weak. Now you are no longer. THIS IS YOUR TRUE CALLING – HEED IT! KILL OR BE KILLED, AND YOU ARE ONE BORNE TO KILL! ACCEPT THE INHERITANCE OF YOUR BLOOD; EMBRACE YOUR FATE, AND STAND SUPERIOR AMONGST THE REST! YIELD!

I… ARGHHH!

A heavy force crushed upon his body, forcing him down – forcing him to stop resisting and yield. Give in. It whispered. Surrender, and you will have power. Yes… LIMITLESS POWER… The sensation flicked at him seductively. Instinctively he tried to reach for that power – that power that was currently beyond him; eluding him, teasing him, the little tendrils of power sending pleasurable sensations throughout his body as they coursed their way around. The easy way out is not the right way out. But must you be right? Crushing his instincts mercilessly, his knees buckling, he collapsed, clutching his head, screaming a silent scream. In a distant corner of his brain it mutely pondered as to how he was kneeling on nothingness.

YIELD!

I… I… He ground his teeth, and his tightly clenched fist drew blood. I... WILL... NOT…YIELD!

Something gave way; it cracked, and he pushed through - there was a scream, a blood curdling scream that rang through the empty space, resonating, resounding; the world shattered, like glass, into a multitude of fragments that reflected and refracted. Except all that came back was nothingness – then there was light. It landed on him softly, lightly, caressing him, embracing him, and empowering him. It gave him strength; it gave him hope.

He opened his eyes. And he roared. It came from his soul – something so primal and ancient that was always there, yet incapable of being pinpointed. But one thing he knew, was that the roar set off something, triggering a series of processes that relentlessly and brutally ploughed through whatever resistance left in his body, modifying, altering, changing.

That something surged within him; it was something so unbridled that he couldn't restrain it. It was something that couldn't be stopped, once set in motion. Something exploded out of him, and with the dying cries of the explosion, went his consciousness. The last thing he saw was a rather familiar foot brushing across his face. What...

A/N : Just a little something that kept buggering me while I attempted to type out Chapter 11 of The Male Kunoichi - suffice to say that chapter is being a b***h. TMK will take precedence, and so updates may be sporadic. Now, Mountain Kinabalu, here I cometh at thee!