Zeruel Alucard's Story

Zeruel let out a long and painful sigh, how was he ever supposed to find out if this girl was a Vampire or Angel, if Zeke was there. Zeke knew nothing about the creatures his ‘friend’ became during the night. “So where do you live Kia?” Zeke asked in a bouncy tone, a tone which annoyed Zeruel greatly, he had a girlfriend yet he was already trying for a second one. “Somewhere around here Zeke.” Zeruel growled back at him. He would just be glad when they got there, even though, the only hint they got was ‘this way’ and a finger being pointed in the south-east direction. Kia being drunk and all didn’t help, it just slowed down the process of trying to find where she lived.

Zeruel stared up at the sky as it was already beginning to set, given about 10minutes, so they better find her house soon before Zeke witnessed their transformations. His eyes wandered to Kia constantly, in a analytical fashion. She didn’t seem like a cold-blooded Vampire, but then, which female does? Vampires were crafty, hiding behind their innocence.

“It’s this one.” Kia pointed to a shop, which looked a little run down and was just about to close too. “You live upstairs in a shop?” Zeke looked at her in awe, Zeruel just rolled his eyes, it wasn’t that amazing at all. In fact it was pretty cheap, although there was a benefit of getting free food from downstairs. “My friend Eddie runs it.” Kia gave a nod and a smile to Zeke before walking inside, Zeruel followed inventively, if she was a Vampire, he would be the one to kill her. “Ando, where are you-” Zeke had stopped when Zeruel gave a cold glare back at him before continuing inside. “Alright, I’ll see you back at the apartment. Be back before university starts!” he called after Zeruel with a sly grin on his face, considering Zeruel wasn’t good with girls, so this would be his first since Zeke knew him.

As they got up the stairs, Kia had a worried look about her face, the person downstairs packing away all of the stuff didn’t seem to be her friend, otherwise she would have greeted him. It was a good thing she didn’t question Zeruel why he was following her, perhaps she wanted him to…he stopped his thoughts quickly as the smell of blood came wafting out from the doorway to the upstairs room. “Eddie.” Kia yanked off a note which was left on the door and screw it up in her hands, without even trying to read it. She pushed open the door and went inside, scouring the area, nothing seemed out of place, no blood anywhere, no signs of a struggle. “Don’t go in the bathroom.” she told Zeurel, looking back at his confused face. He didn’t really react, but knew that was where the smell of blood was coming from, that was also probably the place where this person called Eddie was killed. Kia had now sat down on the sofa, just staring blankly, she didn’t cry, even though she knew that her friend had been killed. Zeruel watched her for a minute before looking out the window, seeing the last signs of the sun he quickly ran into the bathroom.

He managed to avoid himself from slipping in the pool of blood, but slid into the bath, causing a huge disturbance, making Kia aware of where he now was. It didn’t bother him though as he fell to his knees in the puddle of blood and clutched his chest. His heart began pounding as he felt the transformation begin, there wasn’t much psychical change, although, around his eyes would appear a blue shadow. Like he was wearing make-up. Oh the comment he would get from it, which is why he would usually wear glasses, but he didn’t have them with him today, they were back at his room. His eyes would glow an intense blue as he was filled with the urges to kill Vampires. After a few minutes, he was able to stand again, an evil smirk crossing over his lips. As he held out his hand, sparkly particles formed a halberd, purple in colour and reaching just below his height when held up straight. Now was the time he would find out whether or not this girl was his enemy, or just another Angel.

He pushed the bathroom door open so hard it slammed and cracked against the wall beside it. He held the halberd up right as Kia looked at him with a surprised look. Blood dripped off of him and onto her carpet as he took a few slow steps forward. As Kia began to run, he lunged forward pinning her to the floor, the blood from his hair, dripping onto her pale face. “Now then,” he smirked, bringing the tip of the halberd to where her heart should be. “Which one are you?”

A sadistic grin would appear on Zeruel's face, his eyes glowing intensely, his free hand grabbed one of Kia's strange hands. He held it softly, his touch gentle and soothing, his voice however became dark and sinister, lined with evil intent. "I don't think your any position to be questioning me. So how about it Kia?" his grip on her hand tightened as he bent it backwards slowly to cause her pain, and if she didn't answer any time soon, snapping it. Although, it seemed to cause Zeruel pain too, for it was a hand which was wrapped tightly in bandages, due to the 'accident' he had earlier before university. Zeke worried too much though and ran all of the way to the Nurse's office to get more than enough bandages to cover Zeruel's whole body twice.

The constant messages playing in the background deeply annoyed Zeruel, it was obvious in his face. It came to a point, just before he was going to break her hand, that he couldn't take it anymore. He swiftly arose from Kia, but pulled her up by the hand he had locked with her's and dragged her over to the answer machine. "Say goodbye to the last words you'll hear from your boyfriend." he plunged the halberd into the answer machine/phone and threw it against the window, causing the window to smash outwards, most likely causing at least one fatal injury on a civilian, from the raining glass.

His attention now fixed back on Kia as he kept his hand firmly locked with hers and he rose the halberd yet again, pointing it like an arrow at her. An over-sized arrow at that. "Say goodnight Vampire." he grinned as he could imagine the blood and screams coming from Kia as he would plunge the halberd straight through her, although they were now standing up, there was no way she'd be able to dodge it at such a close range, and with Zeruel's hand locked firmly with hers.

Zeruel's smirk widened significantly as Kia attempted to get away from him, but she wasn't able to prevail. Oh how he would always love it when they struggle, it was so much more amusing, rather than them just standing still and accepting their fate. Something which threw him off though, was her questioning the word Vampire. He was just about to stab her with his weapon, when she stuttered the word, like she had no idea what he was talking about. The glow in his eyes seemed to let up slightly and his hand loosen on her hand, loose enough for her now to get out. "You thought what? That I was a Vampire?" he looked at her questioningly, but kept his weapon poised to strike. There was doubt and confusion in his words, not know what to think now. Could she really be an Angel? She didn't seem to look like a Vampire...her eyes weren't red as were most Vampire's. "How dare you compare me to those filthy creatures!" he snapped at her, anger now in his face that she had thought of him as a Vampire. He hated the things, mainly because of what they did to his friends.

It was a few days after he had became an Angel, where he used to live inside California. He didn't know whether it was aloud or not, but he did something he probably should have. He went back to go and see his friends, his family actually lives in New York, they had moved there a few years ago. However Zeruel had stayed in California and was attending the university along with his friends, some of them being roommates. He hurried along to his room, where he was sharing it with one of his friends; Darren his name was. As he came to the room and opened it, it was empty, free from every belonging him and Darren had ever owned. It confused him greatly, but then it was a possibility that he had moved room? He went to every other of his friend's rooms, but they had also been cleared. Perhaps they moved away...? Zeruel wondered, it had only been a few days, could they really have moved so quickly. He walked downstairs to the reception and inquired about his friend's rooms. He was told that the occupants had been murdered only 2 days ago. They had been murdered when they were out one night, the only lead the police got was that the murderer had white hair.

Zeruel only guessed it was a Vampire, because a witness told the police that the bodies just burst. Leaving no remains at all. Zeruel didn't know if he cared that they were dead, they did kill him after all. Well maybe it wasn't their fault, but it was definitely their idea, no matter how much Zeruel told them he couldn't swim, how he hated the water. But they didn't listen, and that's when he became an Angel. But now he was back, back to see them in his new life. But they were gone...murdered by a cold-blooded Vampire...After that, Zeruel moved to New York in an attempt to find his parents, but they had passed away in a car accident.

Kia had stumbled back onto the sofa and just sat there. Zeruel lowered the halberd and brought it to a standing position again, his eyes were fixed onto Kia's every movement. However he couldn't find the time to stop her from pulling out a gun and aiming at him. His facial expression became one of anger as he raised the halberd to point it at her again, it was a test of who's weapon could get to who first. Zeruel's halberd only had a few meters to go before he could impale Kia's head on it, however her gun had speed. The blood which had dripped onto Kia had hardened on her face, not exactly a pretty sigh. Although, Zeruel's hair was in clumps because of the same blood, it wasn't even their blood. It was that from her friend Eddie's, the one who was murdered by a group of Vampires. Or so Zeruel though, there being no remains of the body in the bathroom, just a lake of blood. It didn't help that the bathroom was small, Eddie could have been killed in the bath and have enough blood to overflow the bath. "My name?" Zeruel gave a smirk, it was obvious she had caught on, the name Ando just didn't fit him. "Zeruel." he didn't bother to check the authenticy of Kia's name, he knew it was her's, she had no reason to change her name. If she was caught by police, it wouldn't matter, from what Zeruel could see, her life consisted of going out every day getting drunk. She continued to point the gun at him whilst she asked for an apology. "Why should I give you an apology?" He scoffed, he saw no reason in it, he was only doing what ever Angel would. "You're the one who wouldn't tell me what you were. So it's your fault."

"Think youre clever enough to manage that or is it slightly to difficult considering your lack of self control." she mocked him a little, but her words were harsh and serious, it didn't seem to fit the innocent look about her at all. "Of course I can apologize! I just don't want to! You should apologize for calling me a Vampire!" he snapped at her quickly, in an angry tone. He let out an extremely long sigh and turned his halberd to dust, due to the broken window, it had been sucked out into the outside word, it was rather strange to witness, but it was better than the dust just dropping on the carpet. "I'm sorry." he mumbled incoherently under his breath so she couldn't hear it.

Kia dropping the gun and her apology was something Zeruel didn't actually expect at all. He was half expecting her shoot him for the comments he made about her being the one in the wrong. She was a hard person to tell, one minute she'd be really aggressive and pissed off, but the next minute she'd be sweet, almost innocent, if it wasn't for the blood. Although, she was quick to remove this by washing her face in the sink of the kitchen. Zeruel just stared at her, he hated the sound of running water, it made him feel somewhat paranoid. He subconsciously rubbed his bandaged up hand, it caused him a little pain when he did so, which sort of brought him out of the trace. He blinked a few times when she had finished and walked past him into the bathroom. "I like it... Blue... suits you." she was now in front of him, looking him up and down, examining him. He looked at her and into her eyes but then realized what he was doing and quickly looked away. "I hate it." he mumbled under his breath. It was only because blue was supposed to be the colour of water, which he also hated. "You dealt with me in a rather interesting way. You asked questions. Why... Werent you sure what I was?" Kia turned to look at him after picking up something from the nearby table, a phone or keys Zeruel guessed. He was still standing still, not moving from the spot he had first started in, although he turned his head to look at Kia. "Because..." he had stopped himself, not wanting to give the answer, he actually wouldn't want to kill a girl, if it was a male, he would have killed them anyway. Vampire or not. "Look... I hate to say this but Youre now standing in the middle of my evacuation. I gotta find a new house by this evening or Im trying to claim rights on a bus shelter." She stood there looking him up and down. "So... Whats there left you have to say?"

Without a second for Zeruel to reply, someone came in through the window. It caused Zeruel to turn sharply and look, it was a male, aged only a few years older than Zeruel himself, however it was hard to tell, due to a bandage covering his eyes. He had short black hair and was only about an inch taller than Zeruel. He threw a glare at the man, not that he could see it. His aura reeked of either a Vampire or an Angel, though he reminded Zeruel of a Vampire he had once killed. The man would of had to hear things in order to retaliate, which is why Zeruel quietly materialized his weapon and lunged at the man, he held out his halberd to the side, so if he tried to dodge, he would be swept away with it anyway. Zeruel misinterpreted the distance between them and the window and the force he lunged at the man at. They both fell out of the window, the man falling just in front of Zeruel, he held out his halberd with the tip pointing down as the fell. Upon hitting the ground, the halberd stabbed into the ground, but missed the man, Zeruel managed to hang onto it and avoid hitting the pavement. Many people would actually stop and stare at what looked like two people trying to commit suicide by jumping from a 3 story window.

Zeruel smirked, flipping himself in the air and yanking the halberd from the ground, he span in the air whilst holding the halberd, causing one large circle of where it would cut. It was obvious that it would miss, but it was worth a try and it got him to his feet. He landed and held the halberd up right, looking at the Angel/Vampire, who had survived the fall, rather well actually, any normal human would have been killed from a fall like that, so it just proved Zeruel's theory of being either a Vampire or an Angel. "Hey! Is this how you guys treat an angel" he said, rather defensively at that. Although, he must have been stubborn to give out his identity, if Zeruel had been a Vampire, he would be killing him where he stood. Zeruel had no choice but to believe the man's words. Disappointing really, he hoped to of killed a Vampire tonight. He looked up to the smashed window, with Kia leaning out of it, shouting angrily at the man about him paying for the damages. Zeruel chuckled lightly, because it was actually him who did the damages, first with the phone, and now him and the man flying out of it.

"Look for one thing i wouldn't have come up there if that dust from your weapon hadn't fell on me... two, if you are thinking it, no i am not a pervert... you don't just attack people radomly you know, it's considered rude" the man shouted up to Kia, Zeruel rolled his eyes, it wasn't his fault that his weapon dust fell on the man. Besides, that wasn't really a valid reason to climb into someone else's window. Well, he supposed if you knew what it was and the Angel needed to kill a Vampire, it was a good lead, although Vampire's weapons don't tend to be something so beautiful in formation. They were usually made from flames erupting from hell, or sometimes shadows, anything but dust. "Tell that to Vampires." Zeruel scoffed, of course they would randomly attack people, that was their job. It was an Angel's job to 'randomly attack' Vampires too.

"Sorry, i never introduced myself... name's Kouta Hatusume..." The man told them, not that Zeruel or Kia even asked for his name, they didn't need it nor want it. Well Zeruel certainly didn't, although Kia could use it to call the police and tell them the man trashed her house and get him done for it, so he would have to give them money. Well, that was a possibility. Is this guy stupid? Zeruel found himself asking, why give out your name to people you only just met, especially when one is trying to sue you and the other attempted to kill you. The man moved his head to look directly at Zeruel. "So you must be Zeruel" Zeruel didn't reply to this to confirm his theory, he just glared at the man named Kouta. Getting no reply for Zeruel, made his attention go back onto Kia. "I heard your leaving this house... which whould make the effort of me paying useless" Zeruel just chuckled. "And who do you think will pay for the damages, I'm sure the new owners won't?" Zeruel really considered this guy as being as dumb as a post, he wasn't really thinking before he replied to things. Not to mention he was trusting, that was shown by him not looking at Zeruel, who had a weapon, instead he kept looking up at Kia, who was just glaring down at them.

Kia had now jumped down and landed with great ease, considering the height of the jump. It was almost graceful, like she was flying. She had stormed over to the guy, pushing him over with her bloody hands, ruining what he was currently wearing. She had completely lost it now and was lashing out fully against Kouta. He did however counter, grabbing her hands and stopping her. Something Zeruel noticed on his other hand was a sort of gun on his knuckle. Zeruel had now pointed his halberd at the Angel, close to his neck. “Shoot and I kill you.”

Kouta had dispersed the gun though and claimed to only want to talk to his own kind. “Are you really that much of an idiot? Do Vampires converse? Is every human friends with each other?” he asked these questions, but didn’t need or want answers to them. As he let go of Kia’s hand, Zeruel caused his weapon to disintegrate and quickly grabbed Kia’s hand, dragging her away from the other Angel. “We know his name, so he’ll have to pay for the damage. Otherwise we’ll call the police, and tell them that he was the one who killed Eddie.”

Zeruel stopped momenterialy when a few words caught his interest. "You don't seem evil... or good for that matter... I see no reason for us to be enimes? I don't see the reason for us to fight... it is just a waste of time and effort when we could be ridding the world of vampires, which are true evil, correct?" he looked over his shoulder to Kouta and smiled, it was a strange smile, it was hard to tell the meaning behind it. But it just didn't look right. "The world isn't always as black and white as you hope it will be." with that he turned back forward and gazed ahead for a moment. "Sometimes you just need stop and think for a moment. And don't worry about the damage, i'll pay for it." he didn't bother to look back as he spoke to Kouta.

Kia started becoming more heavier than before as Zeruel dragged her, she was just not even making an effort at all. Like a dead body, Zeruel had to drag around. "Z-z-zeruel... Do you think he's right?" Kia had now dug her heels into the floor, Zeruel just became angry and let go of her hand, allowing her to just fall completely. "Don't be so god-damned depressed!" he yelled down at her, his eyes full of anger, he hated people who had given up. "Emotions aren't what make you weak! They are what makes you human!" he closed his eyes taking a long breath and letting it out in a sigh. "If your worried about where you're going to stay...then stay with me and Zeke. He won't mind, he's always staying at Emily's house. Emily being the girlfriend, the one he was buying that necklace for."

"If its alright by you I wont refuse an offer. I was just going to see if Chris would have me stay but ... I think it might be better if I start camping out with my own kind." Kia was smiling up at him now, though Zeruel looked down at her with a lopsided smile, like he was trying to be nice, but a part of him was worrying. Hadn't a group of Vampires attacked all of her old roommates...? What if they got to Zeke? Zeruel shook his head frantically, telling himself that he didn't care. Zeke was just a human, they all die in the end. He looked sharply forward, noticing that there was another aura besides their's nearby. He bit down on his lip, he had already tried to kill two Angels, mistaking them for Vampires. It was probably just another Angel.

It was then when he saw it, just a block away from them, a car, which had stopped, if you looked hard enough you could see blood and other insides smashing against the window. "Vampire..." Zeruel mumbled, his face had a dark expression, his eyes glowed harshly as his hands twitched frantically. He looked back down to Kia and then to Kouta who was walking away, rather slowly too. "Kouta!" he called after him, he didn't wait for an answer or for him to even look at him. "Take care of Kia! Don't let her follow me!" He didn't look down at Kia before darting off down towards where the car was.

He skidded to a halt, just beside the car, looking inside of it. There was just blood, bones, guts everywhere, you couldn't even tell what the normal colour of the seats used to be. There was even the victims heart on the dashboard, it was enough to make anyone sick, but instead it just enraged Zeruel. "Where are you, you filthy creature!?" he yelled, turning around to notice a dark alleyway. Of course, hiding there. He growled as he left the car and sprinted into the darkness of the alleyway.

He skidded to a firm halt as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, seeing the Vampire stand in front of him, holding a girl hostage. White hair...white hair...white hair?! Zeruel ran the features of the Vampire over in his head until it triggered a memory at the back of his mind. White hair, the Vampire which killed his friends had white hair. "You!" Zeruel screamed the words of pure hatred before carlessly darting towards Alec. His hand held out to the side as the dust gathered and the halberd appeared in it. It was a useful weapon in the sense that it could get enemies from far in front, it could also be used as projectile weapon. Zeruel was always careless when it came to Vampires, not even caring about the girl he held hostage.

Zeruel smirked as the Vampire run towards him, but just as his halberd reached his range, he jumped sideways. By the time Zeruel had swang at him, he was already behind the other Angel, Kouta. "Damn Vampire speed." he cursed the speed that Vampires had over them, he just about realized who the other Angel was, when he was sent straight at Zeruel from a kick. Without a moment's thought, Zeruel swung the halberd again, knocking Kouta in a nearby wall. "I thought I told you to stay with Kia? Where is she!?" he yelled down at the other Angel. But looked up sharply, realizing now wasn't the time to get angry, if Kia had followed them, then the Vampire would go at her too.

Zeruel searched around, for something, anything he could use at a distance like this. The Vampire just stood on top of the car, waiting for them no doubt, to him, this was just a game, a little play time, he probably saw no real danger in 2-3-4? Angels going at him. The third one, a smoking female, just decided that she wanted no part of this, and walked away. Kia, who knows where she was, but it was without a doubt she followed them. Zeruel gave a small sigh to himself, but it was angry, angry that Kouta had disobeyed his orders, and so did Kia. And now, Kouta was just getting in the way.

Looking at the Vampire, Zeruel concentrated on a streetlight over head, it was a large thing to try and move, but he managed to do it. His eyes glowing more intensely for just a second as the streetlight came crashing on top of the car where the Vampire was. Zeruel flinched from the loud noise it made, certainly going to attract attention soon, and if it hit the Vampire, that must have hurt. The force of streetlight falling, made the car doors bust open and the blood pour out, as well as several organs the poor victim had. If it did hit the Vampire, it would have been hard to tell his blood and other inside parts, from those already there.

There was a sickening laughter coming from the cloud of dust and shards of metal and class from the car. Zeruel sighed ever-so-slightly, knowing that it didn't kill the Vampire, in a way he just wanted to get it over with before Kia was put in any danger. She had sat on top of the streetlight now, absently kicking the air with her dangling legs. As the destruction cloud began to disperse, it showed the Vampire crushing the streetlight with one of his hands, it didn't even seem like it affected him. "Can't you throw any harder?!" The same line repeated by the Vampire, twice, louder the second time. Zeruel came into shock when he knew what the vampire was going to do. "Kia!" he yelled before the streetlight when flying forward and into the buildings either side of the alleyway, scattering pieces of brick wall everywhere. Zeruel looked around furiously to try to find Kia, oh how annoyed he was at Kouta sending her here, but he would have to deal with him later.

"THROW HARDER!!!" Zeruel looked up just in time to see Alec, standing next to the girl on top of the fire exit. The girl came flying towards him as she was thrown by Alec, the quick and un-thought-out reaction caused Zeruel to pierce through the child's body with his weapon. She hung there, the spike of it, going straight through her, blood causing a puddle already in the pavement below. Zeruel stared for a second, what had he done? He let his anger get the better of him and he killed a human...an innocent human. His first reaction was to just throw the human back to Alec, but instead he de-materizalized the halberd, allowing the girl's body to fall into his arms, the blood from her staining his shirt. The same shirt he would wear when going to university. "You bastard!" he shouted, but didn't look up to Alec, instead he was shouting it at the girl's body. He should have cried, but he couldn't, he could never shed a tear, not because he was cold hearted, it was just that the tears would burn his skin, so he trained himself not to. "You fucking bastard! You'll pay for that!" this time he shouted it up to Alec. His eyes glowing once more as the suspension the fire-exit was held on, broke, sending Alec down, that was if he didn't jump first.

The large metal platform came crashing down to the ground, it bent and cracked slightly, but didn't break, which was probably a good thing. Using the time wisely, he placed the girl's body in a safe spot in the alleyway, he would give her a proper send off afterwards. The platform breaking was merely a distraction so that he could put the girl down, however if it actually caused the Vampire to fall to the ground and then be flattened by it, then that was a bonus, however Zeurel doubted that this would of actually happened, so he held out his hand again, materializing the halberd which had been cleansed from the girl's blood on it. He then waited, keeping his eyes and ears open for any signs of the Vampire.

Whilst waiting to see if Alec had survived, Zeruel was punched hard and stumbled sideways into the wall, grazing his face on the rough surface of the bricks. "Hey!" he growled, regaining his bearings and looking to the woman who had punched him, another Angel, the one which was smoking near the car. "All for a bloody cigarette? It's not my fault!" he was half tempted to punch her back, though he was the type of person to respect women and wouldn't punch them, even if they did slam his face into the wall. He rubbed his grazed cheek absently, looking at a few drops of blood on his hands. A dark laughter echoed around the alley, if Satan and him had a laughing contest to see who's was more sinister, the vampire would win.

"That was a good attack, Fairy Boy." the laughing ceased in time for the Vampire to speak to Zeruel, who turned and glared viciously in response. "It's not 'Fairy Boy'" he snapped, materializing the halberd in his hands. He couldn't help it but his mind was preocupied with the thought of what happened to Kia. Did she move off in time? his mind kept him from seeing Alec jump from the destruction site and land just outside of it, looking to Zeruel. "You'll make a good Snake. I'll be tempted to go back home just so I can play with you more." The comment snapped Zeruel back to reality and he raised his halberd up in order to attack. Though the Vampire seemed to be more interesting in the female Angel and the blind one, who now had fire burning in the sockets where his eyes should have been.

The smell of burning metal had arose when Alec had summoned his weapon, it was in fact the blood on him burning, releasing an intoxicating smell of copper from the blood. His weapon was a large sword, it looked really heavy as Alec dragged it along the pavements, creating sparks as he did so. It should have been heavy, but he swung it with great ease into the female Angel, who just in time managed to block, but went flying into the wall. Zeruel took the chance when Alec had his back to him and levitated a part of the fire exit, a sharp part which resembled a knife, even though it wasn't. With a flick of his wrist, he shot it towards Alec's open back.

The disorientated and weakened Kia stumbled out from the ruins inside of the wall where the lampost had hit. Zeruel wanted to run to her but Kouta had already got there, so he concentrated on Alec, he couldn't afford to turn his back, not when he was the only one still standing, well Kouta was, but he was busy. The shard of metal had been deflected, but it rebounded and stroke Alec in the shoulder, though he showed no reaction, only stepped towards him, stopping just before any of their's weapons could reach each other, though if Zeruel wanted to, he could have thrown the halberd, but he didn't instead he just watched. "Fairy Boy, a sneak attack?" He asked, regarding the piece of metal still in his shoulder. "You're acting like a Vampire." Alec said with his usual playful smirk returning to his face, "First, you impale that poor little girl, then you get into a fight with an Angel, and now resorting to sneak attacks? Heh."

Sirens were blearing in the distance, coming closer with every second which passed. Alec's words were enraging to Zeruel but before he could do anything Alec jumped off to the side and on to the roof, running off towards the sirens, probably looking for more 'fun' before the night was over. Zeruel dematerialized the weapon, allowing it to turn to dust once again, he looked over to see Kia and Kouta, who was now walking away. Letting out a sigh he walked to the girl he had impaled, it made him feel sick that he did such a thing, but the least he could do was give her a proper send off.

Tracing his finger in her spilt blood, he drew the symbol of God's Children before placing the same hand to his hear and bowing his head whilst kneeling. "May your soul rest in peace under the protection of God. May you find your lost loved ones and be reunited with them in heaven. And wait there protecting those who still live, watching them, but with a smile, until the promise day arrives." He spoke the words as her body turned to dust and floated to the sky, as if the pieces carried her soul up to heaven. He then turned back to Kia and walked over to her, looking down at her for a few seconds, shaking his head. "I thought I told you to stay away." he didn't really sound angry, just a little disappointed but relief she hadn't of died. He bent down and picked her up, almost like a child, holding onto her legs as he rested her head over his shoulder.

Getting back to the apartment took just about 10 minutes of walking, Zeruel had a little trouble using his key to open the door, but he managed it. Stepping inside revealed that the lights were off. "Zeke?" Zeruel called out, usually Zeke would have fallen asleep on the couch watching movies, though he was probably out at Emily's tonight. Zeruel sighed slightly, taking Kia into his bedroom and laying her on the bed. He ran the tap in the en-suit and filled up a cup of water, being extra careful not to get the water anywhere near him. Putting it on the table next to the bed, he walked out from the room and closed the door behind him.

Zeruel walked quietly over to the wardrobe and took out a spare pair of clothes, walking back to the living room he got undressed and put on the new clothes. As well as changing the bandage over his burnt hand. He folded the clothes neatly and put them inside the washing machine, he would get Zeke to take them out when they were wet, it was the part of the list of jobs they divided up between themselves, so it didn't really seem suspicious. Zeruel looked in the mirror at the blood on his face and where it had clumped his hair together, although it came from the girl, not from himself. Her blood had dripped onto his face and got stuck in his hair, though he couldn't wash it out, so he just pried out the clumps of it, tugging at his hair and taking part of that out with it. It hurt a little but it worked, the blood on his face he wiped off on a towel and threw that in the washing machine, kicking the door of it to close and starting it up.

He then fell onto the sofa exhausted and yawned, covering his mouth with his hand. After a few minutes, his eye lids grew heavy and he fell asleep on the sofa, his head leaning over the side and his arms and legs sprawled out everywhere. He didn't care if Zeke came in and saw him like this, though it wasn't normal for him to be like this, usually he would go to sleep in his own bed, but he decided to give it up for Kia.

A single shaft of light crept through the gap in the pale coloured curtains, bringing light upon a boy, his head resting on the blood stained sheets of a bed, his left arm outstretched, and in it, a single white rose. His body lay limp, on it’s knees over the bed, at first glance you’d say that he was dead, his skin pale and cold to the touch, however if you looked closer, you would see his chest rise slightly with each breath he would take.

His hand twitched once or twice, then gripped the rose hard, drawing blood from the thorns on the stem of it. Lifting his head caused his hair to fall over his eyes and just hang there until he looked up, blinking against the sunlight pouring in. His free hand glided over the blood stained sheets of his girlfriend’s death bed, one being a thing of beauty where she would sleep. Oh how she looked like a goddess when she slept, a goddess on earth, that’s what she was to him, but now, murdered in her own bed.

His hand crept up the bed until it came upon a necklace, lying there on the pillow, a used-to-be chain broken, but the pendant remained in tact. He looked around for something to use to put the pendant on, settling for a small black rope on the side, who knows what it was used for, but he threaded the pendant through the rope, tying it a few times around his neck, exactly four times. He steadily got to his feet, his knees shaking slightly as he took a few small steps towards the door. Looking back over at where he had once seen Emily, the love of his life, now the blood-stained sheets and the necklace of hers only served as a reminder.

He stopped outside his apartment, a man with black hair slept outside of it, looking like he was just waiting for someone. He walked to him and kicked him over to the ground, probably waking him up in the process. “Go find somewhere else to sleep hobo.” he growled down at him before heading up the stairs to the apartment.

Zeruel had groaned a little as Kia shook him, but turned over slightly ignoring her. "Zeruel!" she bashed him on the head which caused him to bolt upright, standing up straight from the sofa. At that point Zeke came in, his face holding a look of surprise seeing that Kia was there.

“Ando, get ready we need to leave.” Zeke said coldly to him before going over to the kitchen and searching the cupboards for food, with most of them being empty, the fridge also containing nothing. “I thought I told you to go do the shopping.” Zeke glared at him who was sitting back on the sofa, sighing deeply and rubbing his head. Zeke went to the fridge and took out a bottle of water, throwing it and hitting Zeruel hard on the head, it bouncing off and rolling along the floor. “We have uni, this isn’t a time to rest.”

Zeruel flinched when he saw the bottle of water roll across the floor, checking his head in case it had gotten wet, sighing out of relief when it didn’t. He turned around on the sofa, staring at Zeke, noticing the necklace he had on was the same one he had brought for Emily. Zeke locking onto his eyes and noticing what he was looking at, none of them said anything though. Zeruel turned back around, standing up and brushing himself down. “Me and Zeke will be back soon, do whatever you want until then.” Zeruel told Kia, patting her lightly on the head. “Be a good girl.” he then walked to the door, tapping his foot as he held it open for Zeke. “Come on, we’ll be late Zeke.” Zeke grumbled slightly at the comment but followed Zeruel out of the door.

“You’re always moody in the mornings Zeke, but you’re especially moody today.” Zeruel sighed as they walked inside the university, pushing past many of the other students. It was true, Zeke would always be moody with Zeruel in the mornings, mainly because Zeruel would just come in early morning and just never want to get up and go to university. Zeke clutched on to the necklace he had on as a small tear came from the side of his eyes, noticing this, Zeruel looked away. “We’ll talk later about it okay?” he said quietly before walking into class with Zeke.

Upon entering the room, their normal teacher wasn't there instead it was the Angel from last night, the one who had punched Zeruel, though Zeke had no idea who it was, he hadn't been there. "You. Fairy boy and friend! Your late get to your seats so we can start." She shouted at them over the noise of the rowing students, who were obviously annoyed due to their teacher not being there. Zeke looked towards Zeruel, trying to look to him for answers as to why he was being called 'Fairy boy'. Zeruel growled slightly, grabbing Zeke's hand and pulling him to their desks and sat down.

"Oh for God's sake!" She yelled as she slammed down her bag on the table, making all the students quiet down. "Much better. I can hear the voices in my head again." Zeruel flinched slightly as the book was slammed down on the table, Zeke didn't seem to react though, instead he stared up, at the clock, the ticking sound constantly. Tik...tok...tik...tok...it was driving Zeke insane, his face twitching slightly with every second which passed. "Now that I have your attention. My name is Mrs. Kagamine." She wrote it on the board. "Mr Taylor and his daughter were murdered last night." Zeruel bowed his head slightly, but kept it high to ensue that no one had seen him and got the faint hint.

Zeke stood up suddenly which caused the whole classes' eyes on him. "Mrs. Kagamine, if you'll excuse me." he ran and headed out of the door, leaning against the side of the wall outside, clutching his head, it was pounding and visions of Emily being cut, the blood coating Zeke and him screaming, but with no sound coming out.

"Zeke!" Zeruel also stood up and ran outside, the whole class falling silent, all questioning about what actually happened. "Zeke?" Zeruel bent down slightly, looking at his friend's face, full of pure fear and agony. "Zeke, what's wrong?" Zeruel knelt down in front of his friend, reaching out to touch him, only to have his hand swatted violently away.

"Don't touch me...just get away! Get away from her!" Zeke yelled, loud enough to make everyone in the other classrooms hear and some of them running out, half expecting to see some fight or a chase going on, but instead it was just some crazy kid and his 'friend' trying to calm him down. Zeke was shaking violently, his head in his hands, looking out from between his parted fingers.

"Zeke, calm down..." Zeruel pleaded to him. Seeing no sign of him stopping he stood up, looking around at the crowd of people. "Give him some space!" Zeruel snapped, he was feared within the University, so the others obeyed and took about 5 large steps back.

"Yeah. Sure just....just go take it down." Rin's voice was shaky, which made Zeruel look at her, she was on her knees and shaking violently, similar to Zeke, though he seemed to be calmed down now. She was also very pale and having trouble trying to light her cigarette, though Zeruel wasn't going to help her, she did call him 'Fairy boy' a few times. He shook his head slightly and turned back to face Zeke who had already stood up and was looking around. Zeruel let out a small breath and stood up, walking to the classroom and taking down the clock. "Poor Zeke..." he mumbled, throwing the clock out the window, everyone was just looking at Zeruel but dared not to say anything in case they would be following the clock. Zeke walked calmly into the classroom, acting as if nothing had ever happened, a few of the students would murmur about Zeke but as soon as they started, Zeruel glared over to them.

Sitting back down at the desks, the bell sounded around the room and hallways outside. "I think we should go somewhere away from here Zeke." Zeruel told him whilst packing up his stuff and following the class outside, along with Zeke. Zeruel let out a small breath in the form of a sigh, looking at Zeke who's mind just seemed to be focused elsewhere. Zeruel didn't want to mention anything including the name Emily, even to try and make him feel better, it would just make him upset more. They walked past the clock which had been thrown out of the window, it was broken obviously, the ticking stopping and freezing the time at 11:58.39, Zeruel looked at it for a few seconds then looked up at the smashed window. "That got some distance." he chuckled, hoping for Zeke to join in, but he didn't, he was walking off in front. "Come on," Zeruel said, jogging to catch him up, "We'll get a coffee somewhere, take your mind from it." he smiled faintly, grabbing Zeke's hand and dragging him inside of a nearby coffee shop.

Zeke sat at one of the tables, his face just emotionless and seemed to be staring into space, Zeruel went to order the coffee, looking back at his friend and sighing slightly. "Yeah, just two milky coffees" he told the cashier, looking at him sideways, his arm leaning on the counter. Within minutes the coffees were placed on the counter, Zeruel paid the man and brought the coffees to the table Zeke was on. "Here Zeke." Zeruel held out the coffee for him to take, though he didn't, so Zeruel just placed it in front of him. "You know Zeke." Zeruel started, taking the lid of the coffee and staring down into it. "You can always talk to me about it, I know what happened, but if you need to you know...cry...then i'm here for you." all the while he didn't look up at Zeke, just watching the milky brown liquid move as he tilted the cup slightly. Zeruel was actually unable to drink coffee, due to it was a liquid, any liquid apart from blood would burn his skin and insides if he drank it.

"Ando..." Zeke started which made Zeruel look up at him expectantly. "Why do you buy coffee but never drink it?" he took a sip of his own coffee and just watched Zeruel, he wasn't even attempting to touch it or drink it.

Zeruel chuckled slightly, putting the lid on the coffee and pushing it away. "To be honest Zeke, I don't like coffee at all," he said with a small and innocent smile. "I just thought it's a nice thing to do..." he sighed, frowning down at the coffee cup, mentally cursing the fact that he couldn't drink it. "So um...Zeke..." Zeruel was desperate to change the subject quickly, in case Zeke had any more questions about him not drinking anything. "How's drama class?"

Zeke drank another mouthful of coffee, his eyes following a girl which just came in, she was attractive, black hair with a few blue streaks in it, short skirt and 3inch high heels, every guy's dream. Though Zeke wasn't watching her because of that, not that he didn't find her attractive, he just wouldn't betray Emily, even if she was dead. "You like her eh Zeke?" Zeruel snickered, turning around to look at the girl. Zeke was watching her, she had the same aura as Zeruel, which meant she was either a Vampire or an Angel, though it seemed that he also had the same aura, not that Zeruel had noticed, he might have noticed the girl's though. "You need to get over Emily Zeke, she's...well you know..." Zeruel continued but received a glare from Zeke. "Right...sorry Zeke..." he mumbled under his breath, shrinking back down into his seat.

Noticing behind Zeke was their supply teacher Mrs Kagamine trying to sneak by the window whilst carrying a few bunches of yellow flowers. Zeruel rolled his eyes, it was obvious she wasn't trying to be seen. "I'll be back in a minute Zeke..." he said midway of getting up, Zeke didn't reply but Zeruel just left to go outside. "Hey teach!" he called after her, running to catch her up. "You okay now? I mean, you were pretty out of it back at Uni."

Zeke sat at the table, looking over to the table the girl was sitting on, between sips of his coffee. He wondered if she was his enemy, a Angel. He got told about all of these things by other creatures during his time in hell. The fact that he had to kill a human every night, draw a symbol in their blood to send them to hell. The fact that there were Angels, sent by God to kill Vampires. The fact that they could summon weapons, had enhanced speed and agility, also strength, though Angels had mind powers, but neither could use them during the day. Now that Zeke gave the thought some attention, the teacher had strange aura too, the hobo outside and Kia...he had already sensed Zeruel's aura before, though it seemed that Zeruel didn't notice his. But what were they? Angels or Vampires?

Tonight would mark the first night at Zeke being a human, the rush of excitement came over him, but also nerves, but he managed to shake them off. If Zeruel was a Angel, which he highly doubted, he didn't want him to see his transformation, if there was one. Zeruel didn't seem like the type of guy who would be an Angel, he's not pure enough for that, so being a Vampire would make him an ally, which could prove to be a good idea when the time comes if he's faced with Angels. Their teacher, she was defiantly a Vampire, she was too mean not to be. Kia...she was probably an Angel, she was pure and kind. Which means, she'll have to be killed off fairly soon, but not before having some fun. The hobo, that was hard to say, his personality didn't come out when he was asleep.

Zeke's eyes flicked back to look at the girl, was she an Angel or a Vampire, she seemed rather pure, but then what does a Vampire who is female look like? They can't be too obvious otherwise they would be found out.

Zeruel looked back to the coffee shop where the girl was sitting on the table with him. I don't want to bother him... Zeruel thought before looking back to Rin who was walking away. "Wait up!" Zeruel called after her, running to catch her up again. "I'll come with you, it's best if I leave Zeke alone for a bit." he had a small devious smirk on his face when he thought about Zeke hooking up with another girl. He moves on quick he thought before taking a flower from the bouquet and smelling it. "Who you going to give these too?" he asked Rin, looking at her with a curious face, he looked away again and down at the flower. "My friends were all killed, probably by a Vampire too. I know I shouldn't of, but when I became a Angel, I went to go visit them. Though...they had been murdered, the police said it was someone with white hair." he gripped the flower more, bending the stem of it in his hands. "So...I know how it feels to be alone..."

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Zeke looked up at the girl who actually came and sat in front of him, it confused him slightly and threw him off of his thoughts. "Oi, my names, Otter." her accent was British, Zeke realized this from some of the British students at the university. He didn't really reply to her, but kept his eyes completely fixed on her, giving a small and polite nod. It was best for him not to give away his identity too soon, especially if she was an Angel. She was writing something on one of the napkins, folding it once and sliding it to Zeke. He opened it up, showing what was probably a drawing of a Vampire with a question mark next to it. Meaning she was asking if he was a Vampire, he thought about it for a second, if she was an Angel, he would be giving away his identity, though if she was a Vampire...He smiled faintly and nodded, he smile was somewhat dark and sinister, he was actually rather excited to meet someone else, even if she was an Angel, she couldn't harm him here, they couldn't use their powers during the day. Or so he was told...

They came into a graveyard which was overcrowded with tomb stones, if you didn't know where a specific one was you could probably walk for hours until you found it. It was most likely to most of the people dying from Vampire attacks, though civilians knew nothing of Vampires, to them, they were just serial murderers going around killing anyone they pleased and leaving no trace of who the person who died was. Though friends and family knew when someone had 'disappeared' and just classed them as dead. The graveyard was sort of eerie, no one else seemed to be around and the grass below was littered with leaves from whithering trees, there wasn't any bodies actually buried here, that was obvious by the tomb stones packed so close together. Then again, why would there be? All Vampires left was a bloody mess and a person's mangled organs, sometimes bits of flesh were left from the explosion, but that was rare.

Zeruel fell quiet when Rin knelt down in front of three graves, that was most likely her family, she had a picture in her hands of her and a man, along with two kids. The tomb stone was scratched out where it read 'Rest in Peace', how could they rest in peace if they were killed by a Vampire? When she started crying, Zeruel thought it was best to leave her, so he wandered down the rows of graves, looking at each name as he passed. Some of the families weren't even together, they had countless numbers of tombstones separating them from their families. It was disgusting to see so many people just being killed because someone else wants to live, it only made Zeruel want to kill Vampire more.

Zeruel stopped when he came to two graves which caught his eye; 'Here lies Gerardo and Camila Vazquez, loving friend and parents.' He sighed slightly before walking back towards Rin.

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"I, as well." she said as she buttered a pastry and put the jam on it, a strange thing to put on a bagel, normally they would be eaten hot, well Zeke thought so. He didn't feel hungry any more, neither thirsty anymore, it was probably an effect of being a Vampire. You don't need to eat when your dead do you? The only thing you need to live is killing humans, one every night. That rule was implanted into his brain, though he didn't really feel like killing a human, he actually hated the idea...maybe that would change when he made his first kill, though, currently, he would probably need help doing that. "What is your name?" she asked him, causing his thoughts to go back to the Vampire sitting on the other side. Before he could answer her, she continued, "I have already dolled out a bit of information for your own comfort, I can see that you are a bit put off by my presense? Don't worry, I won't bite. Too hard at least." she winked at him, though he didn't really react, sort of like a mindless zombie, he was emotionless to any sort of situation he was faced with. Too depressed about Emily to even care about anything anymore.

"Zeke," he replied to her no real emotion showing in his voice. He looked outside at the sun setting and began to feel a little bit anxious. What would his transformation look like? What type of weapon did he have? But most importantly, he didn't really want to kill a human, but he had to. He knew he had to. He would live for Emily, that's what he wanted.

"Well, Zeke. How is life? Got a love?" she asked him whilst pushing the bagel away from her, Zeke just stared at her for a few moments before bowing his head and clutching onto the pendant of the necklace he wore, the necklace he brought for Emily, the necklace she never had the chance to wear. "You do not seem to be very malicious for a vampire, you are rather quiet and a bit bashful, really. What has caused you to become so closed up?" she asked him, most likely trying to grab his attention again. He took in a small breath and looked up at her with pained eyes at the memories flooding inside of his head.

"I died last night," he said quietly to her, whilst letting his eyes wander elsewhere, he didn't want others to hear so he adjusted the volume of his voice just so Otter can hear. "I was visiting my girlfriend when I found her dead, the next thing I remember is waking up in her room, my head resting on where she used to lay," he turned his attention back to Otter to confirm his statement. "I know I died, because I remember being told about Vampires and Angels, though..." he sighed slightly, closing his eyes and bowing his head again. "I don't really feel like killing a human..." looking up once again he gave a questioning look to Otter. "Is that normal? Should I feel I want to kill humans? It is what i'm alive for after all..."

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"That bastard...he made me watch him...kill them." anger filled her voice. "He made me watch!" She yelled punching the ground. "Fucking vampires." she mumbled, but Zeruel heard her and let out a sigh. He didn't know what to say to her, he hated Vampires too but she had it worse, she had seen them kill her family, not to mention she was probably killed by one. Zeruel died, naturally, well sort of naturally, there wasn't a vampire involved and he didn't see his friends get killed, he only assumed that they were. "I'm sorry you had to see that." She said wiping her tears away and standing up. Zeruel just gave a lopsided smile to her, not really wanting to say anything else. "Angels are suppose to be strong...But I just so weak." She laughed a half-hearted laugh, it annoyed Zeruel the comment, he hated people who had given up hope, she wasn't weak and Kia said the same thing before, but he just shook his head.

"Don't worry about me. I want be around much longer anyway." her tone immediately became dark after that which startled Zeruel a bit but he just shoved his hands in his pockets and walked off a little bit, looking up at the sunset. "No matter how fast you run you can not escape your past. Don't forget that." She said patting him on the head which made Zeruel glare at her slightly, sure he was younger, but not by that much and he wasn't all that short either, about the same height as Rin. Smoke rose from her cigarette as she turned away. "I'm done here. If you still want to tag along your free to do so. I'm sure Zeke is enjoying himself."

Zeruel turned away from her, he didn't really like the smoke and coughed slightly under his breath. "It'll be night soon," he said before turning to look at her with a serious look. "I hope you don't plan to do anything stupid," he was almost glaring at her, warning her about something. "You remember what happened last night, you got hurt pretty bad, so it's best if you stay away from Vampire for tonight, at least that one, because..." he smiled deviously. "That one is mine." he didn't bother saying anything else to her, just turned on his heels and walked away.

Zeke looked away from her, sighing slightly, he almost resented what he had done, what he had become. She put her hand on his which made him look at her sharply, though he didn't pull away even though he was uncomfortable with the touch, it wasn't Emily, it wasn't her. "I can help, if you want. I don't like to brag, but I'm pretty good at the whole killing thing." She grinned at him. "Its very normal to not feel very comfortable with..." She whispered in a low voice. "Killing. I can give you some pointers and I can even give you some help on scoring a meal. I'm sure you could use some direction. The sun is setting, you need to kill by sunrise tomorrow and I've already done my deed of the day." she looked back to the cashier woman who was looking at them both suspiciously. Without a second to reply she grabbed his hand fully and pulled him out of the door as the sun was showing it's last moments of brightness for the day. Zeke looked up at the sky then looked to her, he was confused, scared, excited, nervous. All of the emotions became too much for him and his eyes began to shed tears, though he put a hand to his face and wiped them, he was unsure why he was crying, he didn't feel sad, not at all.

"I'm sorry." he muttered to her, bowing his head so she didn't see the tears streaming down his pale face. He quickly took off down the street, embarrassed by the crying he had done in front of her, though he couldn't put a reason to behind the tears. He ran as fast as he could, dodging people here and there until he felt a pain inside of his chest and clutched his shirt tightly where his heart would have been, turning into an alleyway and lent against the wall panting heavily, not from the running, but from the pain, the running was no problem to him. The whites of his eyes turned a black colour as the pupil turned grey, though Zeke wouldn't notice unless he looked at his reflection. Nothing else seemed to change for him and as soon as it started, the pain was gone. He rose to his feet and looked down at his hands, a faint evil smile appearing across his face, though he didn't feel like killing anyone, the power he felt surge inside of him pleased him greatly. He walked calmly out of the alleyway but out the other side he had come in, so that no one could have followed him.

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Zeruel walked back to the coffee shop and stopped when he saw Zeke crying in front of the girl, Zeruel gave a lopsided smile but stayed away from them. He couldn't tell if he was happy for Zeke or not, he was crying in front of a girl he just met, he wouldn't even cry in front of his best friend. Zeke suddenly took off down the streets and Zeruel sighed, walking over to the girl. "What did you say to him?" there was only going to be about 30 seconds until the transformation would begin so Zeruel reacted quickly. "Hold that thought." he said before running to the back of the coffee shop. The only thing which ever changed for Zeruel was the blue shadow around his eyes, not that he liked it, at all, it was horrible. The pain had stopped in his chest now as he looked back to see the girl, smiling slightly, she could be a good victim for tonight, a vampire if she was. He ran back to her and smiled slightly. "So you're a Vampire huh?" he smirked, there was no real way of telling but he would ask her straight out, if the answer was yes, he would kill her then and there.

She turned her head to look away from him. "I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about." she looked over to where the sun disappeared and ran to where Zeruel had just been, coming back with vibrant pink eyes. "Well, I guess there is no hiding it now, but you have been mistaken...I am an angel." she smiled up at him, her smile seemed sincere but Zeruel didn't completely believe her, but now wasn't the time for that, Zeke had run off and Kia was left at the house. He smiled back at her before giving a slight nod and running off down where Zeke had just gone.

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Zeke came out to a park where there was a man, torturing the woman against a tree. In one quick motion he had ripped her throat and that was the end of it, Zeke flinched only slightly, but for some reason the sight of the blood excited him. That looks like fun... he thought to himself as he saw the man draw the symbol on the path, the same symbol he had to draw in his victims blood. As he stood up the woman's body exploded, covering his back from head to toe. Zeke just stood there watching the bloody man walk away like nothing had ever happened, he blinked a few times, almost dazed by the scene in front of him.

Zeke closed his eyes and concentrated into materializing a weapon, when he opened his eyes he looked down at the dagger in his hands with a lopsided smile. Is this all? he sighed but he was pleased with the design of it and the fact that is was almost elegant. He ran a finger across the edge, only slightly almost as if it was floating, though it cut with great ease, blood already seeping out from the cut and running down his finger, dripping onto the floor when it had no where else to go. Looking once more at the Vampire he searched around for someone to kill, someone he could play with. He just felt the need to see blood spill over him, feeling the warmness of it on his face and body, that's all he wanted.

He noticed a girl who seemed to be waiting for someone to come, she was lonely and sitting on the bench by herself looking around expectantly. Making the dagger disappear Zeke took in a small breath and strode over to her, with a cheerful smile. "Is this seat taken?" he asked, referring to the empty space next to her, she looked a little shocked at first but then smiled innocently, shaking her head. Zeke sat down next to her as she sat facing away from him, still looking around for someone. "Looking for someone?" she looked back at him and her lip began to tremble, her eyes filling up with tears as she burst out into a state of pure despair, she buried her head in Zeke's chest and sobbed loudly. He smiled down at her, stroking her head and running his hand through her hair, fighting the urge to rip it from her head.

"It's my boyfriend," she sobbed, looking up at him with tearful eyes, wiping them away with the sleeve of her coat. "He was supposed to meet me here an hour ago," before she could continue she sobbed loudly again, re-burring her head into his chest, the tears from her eyes getting all of his clothes wet. Though Zeke didn't want to due to him still having feelings for Emily, he lifted her head with his hand and looked into her eyes, pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss. She was shocked at first but then smiled and returned the kiss with feeling. He ran his hand up her body, his nails extending at the feel of her soft and flawless skin, stopping when he came to her breast.

She pulled away from him and giggled slightly, the tears now gone a happy smile on her face, completely forgetting about her so-called boyfriend. She pushed him back onto the bench, straggling him and leaning in to kiss him again, he looked up at her deviously before returning the kiss. One of his hands went up to her hair as he pushed her head downwards, deepening the kiss. His other hand was under her top and resting on her breast, his nails dug into it hard as she yelped slightly, trying to pull away from him but he was constantly pushing down on her. His hands scraped down her body causing the blood to soak through her top and slightly stain Zeke's clothes.

She managed to pull away from the kiss and stared down at him in horror, before she could say anything to protest though, his hand dug straight into her body, ripping out a chunk of flesh from her stomach, she screamed in pain and blood gushed out from the wound which would never heal. His other hand which was resting on the top of her head, materialized the dagger in it and plunged deep into her head, the tip coming out from the other side. Her body just fell lip on the top of his, the dagger going straight through her head and the wound in her stomach just oozing blood, dripping onto the floor below them. He pushed her body off of him, yanking the dagger out of her head and causing it to disappear again. He smirked down at the 'art' he had created, kneeling down in the pool of blood and tracing it with his finger, creating the symbol, he knelt there as the body exploded, covering him in a shower of the hot and sticky liquid. His smile grew as he tilted his head back and just laughed, and laughed and laughed.

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Finding no signs of Zeke, Zeruel walked back to the apartment, the lights were on meaning that someone was home, hopefully both Zeke and Kia were. He ran up the stairs and stopped when he came to the doorway, seeing Kia there, in his clothes, seeming to be waiting for someone to follow her out. "Kia?" he gave her a confused look before walking past her and into the room, noticing Kouta, he glared slightly at him, not that he could tell, he was blind after all. He looked around the room but didn't find anyone or anything else. "Where's Zeke?" he asked, looking back to the other two.

There wasn't a reply for a few seconds but Kouta explained that he knew about Zeke, which caught Zeruel off guard a little. How long has he been here?] he wondered to himself, though Kia's comments made it obvious that he had been here for most of the day. Still, why did Zeke come up in a conversation? The question would have to be answered later because Kouta was getting ready to leave. "I'm gonna go ahead... i might be able to find that friend of yours without you having to expend so much effort Zeruel" he walked past Zeruel and Kia, both of which didn't stop him.

The was a tug on Zeruel's arm and he looked down to Kia, still in his clothes, which didn't really suit her at all. They were too big for a start. "Come on.. I want to have fun..." she whined at him, still tugging on his arm. He sighed deeply, of course he wanted too as well but he was worried about Zeke, he was usual back by now unless he went to Emily's and Emily is..."We can go and find Zeke." Zeruel nodded and lead Kia out of the room and down the streets, he was determined to find Zeke and was holding Kia's hand tightly as he walked, just in case she would get lost in the crowds.

"Whats up with him.. He's not as friendly." She murmured, but Zeruel heard her and looked back at her, a little confused as to who she was talking about. Was he acting differently? No...it wasn't him. "Is he always like that?" It was Zeke she was talking about, that was obvious by his change in attitude which was more than a minor change. He was depressed, that was obvious, somewhat irritable, lost all sense of his happy-go-lucky attitude and most importantly, the violent vision he had when he heard a clock tick. It was obvious...he was in a state of mental trauma.

"Zeke's going through a tough time right now..." Zeruel told her, then a lock of horror befell his face as it dawned on him. No...he wouldn't...would he? he gulped a little at the thought then looked to Kia. "Come on!" he grabbed her hand harder and ran through the crowds, pushing everyone out of his way in a desperate attempt to find Zeke. For Zeruel had the idea that his depression had lead him to commit suicide and that's why he wasn't home. All the while a determined look was on Zeruel's face as his eyes darted from left to right trying to catch a glimpse or even a slight clue that Zeke was here.

Zeruel was pulled back rather harshly by something, well Kia. "Stop." Her voice took on a very serious and commanding tone. "Turn and look at me... You gotta calm down." Zeruel turned and looked directly at her, into her eyes, he was still rather frantic about finding Zeke but he closed his eyes and took in a small breath in order to calm himself down. She was right, panicking did nothing but cause a huge amount of unnecessary stress. "I want to know what's going on because I can't help if you run round like a headless chicken." Her eyes were pleading him to trust her, which made Zeruel sigh again, he didn't like the way she was speaking to him in, it almost made him feel like he was doing everything wrong and that Kia was just being dragged around for no apparent reason, other than the fact he wanted to. "Its unnattractive you know... The whole headless chicken phase."

His eyes narrowed at the comment, even though Kia was probably only joking, he didn't like being called 'unattractive'. It wasn't that he was vain or anything like that, he just didn't like it. "Well those clothes don't suit you." he scoffed, the best comeback he could think of, his mind was elsewhere still thinking about Zeke and whether he..."Last night, Emily was murdered." Zeruel started, he pulled Kia over to the side out of the crowds, his face was grim and dark, showing that he was dead serious about the matter. "Zeke went to go visit her and found her dead on her own bed, her wrists slit." for some reason Zeruel couldn't look at Kia's face, whether it was because he was upset about the matter, or he didn't want to see her reaction. "I fear he..." he didn't want to say the word, but hoped that Kia understood what he meant.

Suicide.

Zeruel faced the floor, unable to even show any emotion apart from that of worry. Kia took both of his hands in her own, her touch was soft and calming, making Zeruel look up at her, pulling himself together. "No. Zeke wouldnt... No... he wouldnt... " she didn't sound at all convinced which seemed to agitate Zeruel, his reaction being that of panic.

"Then what Kia?! Why hasn't he come home?!" he yelled at her, causing everyone to just stop for a few seconds and stair wide-eyed at the pair as if it was some sort of lovers quarrel. Many of them probably thought they had a child and he hadn't come home. Zeruel quietened down almost as soon as he shouted, he wanted to apologize but the anger and frustration inside of him about Zeke wouldn't allow him. It wasn't any use trying to reason with him.

"Zeruel... You have to trust him." She shook her head, she didn't seem to be rallied with the shouting Zeruel just did, perhaps she understood about how he was feeling. That and it wasn't a good idea to argue with Zeruel when he was so 'on edge'. "Lets... look calmly." Zeruel managed a nod before Kia led him back out onto the streets, she kept her head down and Zeruel just kept looking around, but more calmly than normal, his eyes taking in much more detail from when he was being so frantic about it. A few people bumped into them and yelled things like. "Watch where you're going!" and "Out of my way!" Zeruel just replied to them with his own harsh words and a glare, none of them said anything back to them after that.

Zeruel lent his head back to look at the sky, no stars were visible inside the city, the only lights in it were that of aeroplanes either going to or from the various airports near the city. "Where are you Zeke?" Zeruel mumbled as if asking God to find him and protect him.

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Zeke received a few dirty looks as he walked down the streets, granted he probably looked like the victim of some heinous crime, not that he cared, it was just a sore jaw, it wasn't even broken, it just managed to cut his lip and make his nose bleed. No, the thing which caught there attention was the amount of blood on his clothes, it wasn't even his blood. A smirk appeared on his face at the thoughts of what he did to that girl. The sheer thrill of it all, and the feel of her warm blood coat him from head to toe. Even the coppery taste of it was something he could enjoy again. Again meaning soon.

He pushed all thoughts of the Angels he had encountered to the back of his mind, he wasn't about to let them ruin his evening. Picking out a nice club where a few teenagers were gathered outside having a cigarette and laughing the night away. Zeke smiled, it seemed so peaceful and a beautiful sight in a way, but that peace wasn't going to last for long...

He stumbled over to them, falling onto the ground just in front of 'em, of course they ran over to Zeke's delight. He looked up to them with fake tears in his eyes, oh how his Drama classes paid off. "Are you okay?" the female with purple and black hair asked. Zeke nodded, trying to get to his feet, though he had to be helped by the two boys of the group. "Do you need us to take you to a hospital?" the other girl asked, she had a worried look on her face, one which made Zeke just want to stab her eyes with just so he could see the expression change to one of horror.

Zeke shook his head then smiled before walking away, falling once again on the floor. The two girls ran over to him once again, the boys just waited where they were, a little jealous of Zeke and the fact that his girlfriends were caring more for him than their date. "At least let us take you home." one said, helping Zeke to his feet. The boys figured this was their time to shine and ran over. "We'll take him home." the first one smiled to the black/purple haired one, obvious that was his date. The other stayed quiet and just nodded along with his friend, the girls looked all to pleased with their boyfriends' generosity and smiled to each other, nodding approvingly.

With the help of the two boys, Zeke walked down a dark alleyway a few blocks down from the club, Zeke commanded them to stop and they did so but not before flashing confused looks to one another. Zeke stumbled away from them, resting against the walls of the alleyway, suddenly the dagger became visible in his hands and he smirked deviously, putting a hand through his messy hair to make his eyes obvious to the pair. Those black and grey eyes weren't that of a human and almost immediately they began to run.

Within a flash Zeke was in front of them, blocking the exit out onto the streets. One of them stepped forward, holding up his fists in order to fight, it evoked a laugher from Zeke, a cold dead chuckle. The dagger was placed in his mouth as his own fists were raised. The other boy stood out of the way, egging on his friend who threw a few punches to start off with, Zeke easily dodging them, not even attempting to fight back. One punch was thrown and Zeke grabbed his hand, smirking from beneath the dagger in his mouth as he pushed the boy's hand back until a sickening crack could be heard and his hand broken. A scream escaped the boy's lips but Zeke didn't stop, he continued to push back until the bone protruded from the bleeding wound, his hand eventually being snapped off and falling to the ground.

The boy standing after looked at his friend's hand in horror as it just sat there on the alleyway floor, decapitated from his friend's arm, the person responsible now the dagger in his hand. Zeke's devious smile was more than obvious now, two of his fingers stabbed the guy in the eye sockets, feeling the jelly like substance on his fingers excited him, as the boy was screaming Zeke stabbed through his mouth with the dagger, it coming out from the back of his head. The screaming would cease and the boy fell to his knees. He was obviously dead.

His friend looked in horror as the dagger was yanked out of his friends' head and it being brought up to Zeke's mouth, his tongue sliding across the bloody blade as he savored the taste. The other boy wanted to move, but he felt himself frozen with fear as his friends' murderer came closer and closer, the blood from the blade dripping onto the ground and creating a trail. The blade was placed in front of the boy's mouth as Zeke commanded him to lick it, without a second thought and in the hope of being spared, he compelled and stuck his tongue out slightly with Zeke pushing the blade onto it. The boy now having to taste the blood, his friend's blood.

All the while he was shaking and Zeke grabbed his tongue with his free hand and sliced it off with the blade. The boy put a hand over his mouth, unable to scream, but trying to stop the blood. Before he knew it he was on the floor by a kick to the knees, his head smashing against the wall, though it didn't kill him. The blood now running down his throat and filling up his lungs, with no way to stop it apart from spitting out the blood every so often. Zeke sat on top of the boy's chest, his knife scraping down his arms, stopping when he came to the wrists.

The boy struggled, knowing that he was going to die, if not from a cut from that blade, then by the blood inside of his lungs. In one swift motion, Zeke raised the blade and slice across the wrist, all too much so that the hand almost came off. He repeated the process on the other wrist, but this time more gentle and slower. He looked back to the man's face, his head resting on the cold ground, now dead. The dagger vanished and Zeke dipped his hand in the puddle of blood forming around both of the boys.

"May Satan bless your souls." Zeke said in a fake caring tone, one where it would be used at a funeral to mourn the loss of someone. The symbol was finished and the bodies exploded everywhere, causing blood, bits of flesh and organs to coat Zeke once again. He smirked, brushing off the bits of flesh and mutilated organs before dropping his head forward and chuckling darkly.

"If he really was going to commit suicide then some where quiet. Desolate unless it's a publicity stunt." She flinched and felt herself shiver. Zeruel wondered how Kia would know or think of something like this. Perhaps she commit suicide? But then...doesn't God hate people who commit suicide, an act like that would suely get her to go to hell rather than heaven. "Anbandoned warehouses maybe... Tall building sites... I dont think Zeke wants to be found if he's dead so it would be well hidden" She was a little pleased with her deduction and she began to tug Zeruel along. "Even a favourite place of his..." She mused to him. "Come on." She smiled a little at him and tried to cheer him up. Silently hoping that they would find him sooner then later.

Zeruel sighed, he didn't want to think of Zeke as someone who would take love that far enough to want to kill himself. Kia wasn't exactly helping the cause, Zeruel just needed someone to reassure him that Zeke was still alive. "Uh... hey... i just remembered, i have no idea what Zeke looks like... though even that would probably do me no good... i'm sorry if i am intruding on something you guys would rather do alone... i don't know this guy like you guys do..." the voice came from Kouta who seemed to be following them. Zeurel turned sharply a little surprised by the fact that he didn't sense Kouta there before. He rolled his eyes, what help could Kouta be, he couldn't see and therefore couldn't be much use in finding Zeke. Maybe if he met him before and knew his voice or whatever, that could help. Though Zeruel can't explain how someone's voice is.

He almost became desperate, quickening the pace of his steps, he was panicking inside, though he wouldn't allow Kia or Kouta to see it. There was a figure which emerged from the alleyway, dripping in blood. A vampire? Zeruel wondered, he couldn't make out who it was though it didn't look like the one with white hair from before. The Vampire turned and looked to them.

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Zeke wandered out of the alleyway, shaking the access blood of slightly, it was then when 3 auras hit him. He froze for a minute before turning to face the source of the auras, there down the street were Kia, Zeruel and the Angel from before. The one which had busted his jaw. Zeke growled to himself in annoyance, he didn't want to be caught by them so soon, it was obvious that all three of them were Angels, including Zeruel. Why else would that other Angel from before be hanging around them? Zeke guessed that they were probably searching for him, either that or out hunting Vampires.

It was already starting to get light from the sunrise, it could be seen from the east, just between a few of the tall buildings. Zeke didn't want to be caught, not yet anyway so he ran, through the crowds and as fast as possible away from the group. He dashed into alleyway, panting against the wall, though the devious and cold smirk was present on his face. He figured if he got home before then he could change and dispose of the evidence of his bloody clothes. He could just claim to be in a fight which is why his lip was cut.

He arrived in the apartment and quickly stripped off from his bloody clothes, throwing them to the side for now. He stepped into the shower, washing away the blood from his hair and body, it ran down the plug in the red coloured water, eventually the water returned to normal, telling Zeke that he was clean enough. He stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around him and using a smaller one to dry his hair. Walking over to the mirror he took off the towel from his head and smiled at his reflection, his innocent reflection which could never of thought to be that of a Vampire's. His eyes had now changed to normal and the only thing present from the night before was the cut on his lip, which already was starting to heal.

After putting on some clean clothes, he went outside with the pile of blood stained clothes, throwing them into a bin. He scraped the match against the side of the box as it flickered to life, throwing it into the bin and the clothes and other things inside of it going up in flames. Of course there was remains of alcohol inside the bin, it was a public bin and a few people would dump their bottles inside of it. This was good, the alcohol acted as a enhancer for the flames, allowing them to burn everything at a steady pace.

The sun shone down on Zeke's now full-of-life face as he sat on the steps watching the fire burn the evidence of everything which happened last night. He snickered to himself, his head dropping to face the ground before throwing his head back and laughing to the sky.

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The bloody figure had run off and Zeruel was half-tempted to go after him, bolting forward a few steps but then came to a halt. Sighing out of aggravation, now wasn't the time to go Vampire hunting, there were much more important things at steak. The sun was beginning to rise, which marked the dawn of a new day. "The dawn is supposed to bring hope..." Zeruel said to himself as he looked at the already lightning sky. The harsh blue shadow disappeared from around his eyes as the transformation back to being human occurred, though it was never as painful as the one he experienced at sunset. In fact it didn't hurt at all, if anything, it was a relief.

Kia walked up to him and hugged his arm, burying her head away from the blinding sunlight. They were still in the middle of the streets with some people dodging them, though Zeruel wasn't about to move. "Is there... really any point in worrying. If he was dead... Zeruel would know." she was looking back to Kouta and shrugging off the worry. Though Zeruel actually had no idea if Zeke was alive or not, how would he know? Kia tugged on his arm to get away from the crowd of people, though Zeruel remained still, trying to search the crowds for any type of clue. Anything.

"Maybe he did come home... I mean... He might of gone out drinking" She nodded. "Thats it... Zeke went out to a bar to drown away all the sorrows and has stumbled back to the apartment with some hooker... Zekes fine" She nodded defiantly. "Anyway, We shouldn't worry about him. He's grown up right..." She pouted and stared at the guys. "and drunks always find their way home." Zeruel looked to her he was a little confused as to whether she was being serious or not, though it did make him feel a bit better and a faint smile tugged at his lips. He smiled more when she mentioned the drunks finding their way home, it reminded him of when he first met Kia. It was a warm memory, only actually happened a few days ago, but it seemed like they had known each other for much longer. Zeke was there with them too. He was trying to pick out a necklace for Emily, which in the end he ended up wearing himself.

Kia had let go of his arm now and was looking at the floor, most likely because of the people or because she thought she had said something to upset Zeruel, though she didn't. He was actually much happier and reassured now thanks to her. "Kia's right, no matter how depressed Zeke is...he wouldn't kill himself." Zeruel replied with a reassuring tone and smile to match, trying to lighten to mood and tell Kia that she was saying the right things. He took her hand and made her look up at him, he smiled down at her, a happy and pleased smile, as if nothing had ever been wrong and he was the happiest person alive. "Thank you Kia," he said, kissing her on the forehead then turning to face Kouta, still holding onto her hand. "Let's go back to the apartment and worry about Zeke once we've had some rest. Who knows, maybe he is there after all." he was much more serious towards Kouta and the smile had seemed to fade slightly. He wasn't actually keen on the idea of letting Kouta come back with them, but it would probably upset Kia if he didn't.

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The remaining contents had finally been burnt to ashes and the smoke was subsiding, still no signs of Zeruel or the others. Though the thought evoked a smile from Zeke, the fact that they were so worried about him that they were still out looking. It showed something rather interesting, something he could use against them later on...it showed that they, cared.

He walked back into the apartment, throwing the matches back into the kitchen draw and falling down onto the sofa, gradually falling asleep. He wasn't worried about the whole aura issue, the apartment was too small to actually notice anyone's individual aura. Even if they did, he would claim to be an Angel. No one would ever suspect that Zeke was a Vampire, he was too kind hearted and innocent for that.

Zeruel pulled Kia along the pathways back to the apartment, she was now hanging onto Kouta too. But it didn't bother Zeruel, he just continued to stride forward, not really noticing or not really caring, all he wanted to do was to get home and see if Zeke was there. "Well... Zeruel you can have the bed tonight.. I'll sleep in the bath tub." she laughed slightly, murmuring the words under her breath. Zeruel just looked at her and shook his head with a smile, he wasn't going to let her sleep in the bath-tub, that would just be cruel. In a way, he wanted to ask if they could sleep in the bed together, that way Kouta could have the sofa and Zeke had his room, so it wasn't that bad. But he wouldn't ask her, she'd probably call him a pervert or something like that. "Hey... Zeruel... I'm starting school again" she chanted the words to try and hide the nerves in her voice, though they were easy to pick up on. Zeruel didn't know why she was nervous but he understood it, after all she hadn't been for quite some time.

"Dont ever ditch me... Otherwise I'll hunt you down with a pitchfork" Zeruel nodded to her, returning her words with a reassuring smile. "Heh, don't worry... me and Zeruel would never think of leaving you behind... you're one of us... and i don't just mean that in terms of speices either" Kouta replied, Zeurel had to agree with him, he was right...they wouldn't ditch her. She was one of them, but so was Zeke and he needed to be found soon...

They arrived at the apartment and Kouta knocked on the door, waiting for an answer. Inside Zeke groaned a bit on the sofa, turning over and putting the cushion to his ears, though he couldn't be heard. Zeruel pushed past Kouta and pushed down on the handle. It was open. Which meant...Zeke was inside. He quickly pushed open the door and practically burst into the room, seeing Zeke lazily lounging around on the sofa made Zeruel sigh deeply out of relief. He walked over to Zeke and gently nudged him, Zeke groaned and whacked Zeruel with his arm to tell him to go away. "Zeke...I need to sofa for someone...do you need me to carry you to your room?" Zeruel didn't bother asking about where he had been, he was just pleased that he was still alive.

Zeke groaned again, throwing the cushion at Zeruel which hit him in the face. "Fine then," Zeruel growled irritated by his friend's reaction to him. He lifted Zeke up and carried him towards his room. "Zeke...?" he said quietly and in a questioning manner, Zeke just groaned in response. "What happened to your lip?" he was referring to the split lip he had.

"Fight..." Zeke mumbled incoherently. Zeruel just nodded, carrying the wiery Zeke into his room and putting him on the bed. He walked back out and looked over to Kia and Kouta. "Kia, Kouta, you can take my bed if you want, either that or one of you can take the sofa and i'll find somewhere else to sleep. It doesn't bother me." Zeruel told them both, a faint smile on his lips, though he did kinda want to sleep with Kia and make Kouta go on the sofa, but he wouldn't say it.

Zeruel frowned, looking at Kia when she refused his offer. She insisted that he would be the one to sleep on the bed, he sighed and mumbled to her. "I don't want you sleeping on the sofa or the floor or anywhere else so maybe..." Zeruel backed away from her, fiddling around with his hands and he shook his head. "Maybe we could share the bed. I mean-" he stopped shaking his hands before she got any ideas. "Just as friends. That way Kouta can sleep on the sofa." he gulped slightly, blushing violently at the fact he probably just embarrassed himself quite a bit, and in front of Kouta.

Kouta just sat on the floor and seemed to drift off to sleep, though Zeruel frowned and looked at him then back to Kia. He was still hoping she would say yes, not that they would do anything, he just kinda wanted a girl to sleep in his bed. He never really had one which he liked enough to ask that of her. He bit his lip and stared down at the floor waiting for an answer, if she agreed then he would move Kouta to the sofa, if she didn't then he would just go to his room and probably beat himself up about it, the fact that he made a complete fool of himself.

"Zeruel..." She looked away slightly flushed "...Fight away the monsters for me." Zeruel nodded, he smiled to her, whatever the 'monsters' were he wouldn't let them get Kia. She was probably referring to some sort of nightmare she was having, if that was the case, at least he could be there to comfort her. Zeruel watched as she lent down and kissed Kouta goodnight, it was sweet. She then slipped into the room, taking off the jeans she had on, which were Zeruel's anyway. She stood by the window as Zeruel picked up Kouta and laid him down on the sofa. By the time he got into the room, she was in bed and staring at the clock which read; 5:38. They could at least get a few hours sleep before uni, classes didn't start until 11, which was more than good news to Zeruel. He looked to Kia and blushed slightly. "Goodnight Kia..." he said kissing her on the head then turning to face away from her, closing his eyes and falling to sleep.

Zeruel felt something nudging his arm slightly, trying to curl up to him. His arm wrapped around Kia, though he was still asleep. It was just an impulse sort of action. There were a few small whimpers coming from Kia but not enough to wake up Zeruel, even the tears on him didn't seem to wake him up, he was too tried, it had been a long day and a long night, there was no way he could be woken up so soon.

It must have been about an hour before classes were supposed to begin when Zeke flung open the door and just stared at the two in bed. He hadn't noticed Kouta on the sofa, since Zeruel's and Zeke's room were next to each other. "Ando!" Zeruel's eyes snapped open and he sat up staring at Zeke. "What on earth are you doing?" Zeke growled, a little annoyed that Zeruel had been...he stopped when he realized that Zeruel still had clothes on and so did Kia. "Come on, we only have an hour until classes start,"

Zeruel yawned, falling back into the pillows for a minute, he turned to look at Kia who was holding on a piece of paper with a drawing on it. He smiled slightly at the fact she was laying so close to him, but his smile faded when he was what was drawn on the picture. He took it from her and looked at it, it was a drawing of a monster. So this is what she meant...? he thought, referring to when she told him to protect her from monsters. He sat up again and looked around the room at the papers scattered everywhere, containing pictures of other monsters.

He frowned looking at Kia then looked back at Zeke. He smiled deviously at him which made Zeke worry slightly. Does he know...? Zeke wondered if Zeruel knew about him being a Vampire. Though it didn't suit him, it was obvious Zeruel was a Angel, he was hanging around with two other Angels. It would be extremely dangerous if he was a Vampire, hanging around that many Angels, though Zeke managed to do it. "What?" Zeke asked, looking away from the expression on Zeruel's face.

Zeruel got up and walked over to Zeke, throwing the paper on the floor as he did so. Those two were about the same height so they just stared into each other's eyes. "Dare I say it, Zeke..." Zeruel started, Zeke's heart was pounding fiercly at the thought of Zeruel finding out his true identity, though...it could have been kept for long. That was just a hope that would be easily shattered. "We're going to skip classes today!" Zeruel chanted, looking back at Kia. "Come on, we're going to shop for some new clothes." he smiled to her, walking past Zeke and looking at Kouta on the sofa.

Zeke just stared at Zeruel woke someone up on the sofa, the homeless one from outside yesterday morning and the one who gave him the split lip. He hid the look of horror on his face very well, surely his cover would be blown now. But then he realized, the Angel was blind. He smiled slightly but managed to hide it from the others, there was no way the Angel would be able to confirm it was him. The only thing he could say was that they had the same voice, or perhaps the same sent. Though Zeke would just act confused and Zeruel and Kia would have no choice to believe him. They would never believe that some one as innocent as Zeke would be a Vampire, if anything he'd be an Angel.

Zeruel flinched and backed away slightly at the reaction from Kouta. He put on a smile and acted as if nothing happened then, and he didn't just embarrass himself by reacting to someone waking up. He looked over his shoulder at Kia inside the room, crawling on the floor as Zeke watched her pick up the papers. He sighed slightly, it was because he didn't quite understand why she did it in the first place, though there had to be a reason. But now wasn't the time to ask.

"Zeke what did you mean when you came in?" she asked Zeke, looking up at him with smile on her face as she gently held his hand. He didn't really know if he should have felt anything from her touch, though he didn't. It was as cold as anything, but then so was that other Vampire's...Otter. Her touch was also cold, though it should have been warm. But they were dead weren't they, maybe they don't have warm bodies when they are dead. If that was the case...Zeke quickly snatched his hand away and bent down picking up the paper under his foot. He gave it to Kia and smiled politely as she finished collecting them and stacked them on the desk.

Though the question she asked was never answered, it seemed rhetorical at the time and almost as if she was joking. Of course she knew what he meant. Didn't she? "Hey looks like i'm not on my own today" there was another voice in the room and Zeke turned sharply to look at Kouta who was sitting up on the sofa. Zeke didn't react even though inside he was almost panicking at the same guy who fucked up his jaw the other night. Subconsciously his hand moved to the cut on his lip, almost as if it had just happened again and he was trying to stop the bleeding.

"Hello my friend" Kouta said, bowing in Zeke's direction "It is good to see what happened last night has not affected you in any way" this phrase could be a double-edged sword, Zeke held back the glare and kept his face clean from emotion, though his heart was quickening it's pace, nervous that he would tell everyone about his true identity. He could't win against 3 Angels, even if they couldn't summon their weapons or use their powers in the day, they would still be able to kill him other ways. "The name's Kouta"

Zeke smiled politely back, though he was actually smiling because he knew and the Angel probably did too that telling Kia and Zeruel, Zeke's true identity, they wouldn't believe him and probably hate him. "Pleased to meet you, my name's Zeke Naruse. I'm Ando's roommate." his tone was calm and polite as if he was meeting someone of great importance, definitely not the tone you'd greet your enemy in. "Oh?" Zeke said in a slightly surprised tone, touching the cut on his lip again. "This? Yeah well...I was a little down last night so went out drinking. I don't do that often and shot my mouth off a bit, getting into a fight. I won't let it get me down though, it's just some idiot trying to prove he was better than me. I won anyway."

Zeruel hugged Kia back and smiled down at her whilst Zeke lent back against one of the walls just waiting for them. He wasn't at all jealous, since he still was mourning the loss of Emily, though that other Vampire...Otter. She seemed nice and more than willing to help Zeke. Though by the looks of things last night, Zeke didn't need 'help' he smiled to himself when Kouta was looking at him. Zeruel was busy helping Kia find something to put on whilst they were going around shopping. Zeke's smile was cold and devious, though he could afford to show it to Kouta, because he knew what Zeke was. But he couldn't tell anyone, if he did, it just wouldn't work, and that's what's so amusing about it. Zeke wouldn't give any proof to him either.

"You sure you guys casn skip class to go shopping?" Kia said then pouted and sat on the floor, the sleaves of Zeruel's shirt over hanging her hands. Zeke looked back at her and smiled cheerily at her. "Of course we can, it's only a day. Right Ando?" Zeruel gave a nod in reply with a smile to Zeke, he was just happy that Zeke was back to his normal self. I guess drinking does help in some cases... Zeruel though, he chuckled when Kia asked for alcohol, it was a little ironic in sorts, though he just shook his head at her.

Zeruel threw a pair of jeans at her, they were too small for him so they were probably going to be alright for Kia to wear, just until they got some new clothes. He then dove under the bed and took out a small box, opening it, it had lots of money inside, he put about 30% of it inside his wallet and stood back up. Zeke knew about the box, though he never questioned it. The money was given to Zeruel in his parents will and Zeke promised that he would pay for the apartment and supplies so that Zeruel could use the money for emergencies. Which was nice of Zeke.

"Ready then?" Zeke asked, looking at everyone and the expressions on their faces. Zeruel nodded, taking Kia's hand and pulling her out of the apartment. "After you." Zeke said to Kouta as he walked past him Zeke stopped him and whispered coldly in his ear. "You say anything and i'll kill you without hesitation." and as soon as that had finished his tone returned back to the cheery self he had always been. "Okay then, let's go shopping!" he followed Kouta out of the apartment and locked it, throwing one of the keys to Zeruel who caught it.

Zeruel held Kia's hand as they walked down the streets, dodging people as best as he could and finding openings in the wave of them all, just so Kia would feel more comfortable. Zeke followed close behind them, he was watching everyone walk past him, smiling innocently to them all. Most of them would probably be dead within the next few days, their murderer being someone much young, but highly skilled. And that wasn't just Zeke.

Kia hung onto Zeruel tightly as to avoid the other people as best as possible. Zeruel just continued to walk forward, looking at the shop windows for a few seconds and trying to find something he could get Kia what she would probably like. He was trying to think back what she wore before but his memory served no purpose in that category, he would never try and remember what people wore, there was no point to it. "I managed to trap all the monsters in the paper." Zeruel looked down at her face and frowned slightly but then nodded showing that he was happy she had done so. She looked tired, that was clear on her face and the way she was handling herself, almost making it a need for Zeruel to drag her. He would have asked, but she would have said no, it probably had something to do with the 'monsters' and that they would cause her nightmares.

She had looked back to Zeke and giggled as she spoke."Hey Zeke wouldnt it be cool if we got pop tarts?" Zeke smiled in return to her, tilting his head to one side and closing his eyes out of the fake happiness he was giving off. "If you want to. It would be nice wouldn't it?" In a way Zeke was being over the top, he was actually acting a lot nicer than he used to be, he was doing it to annoy Kouta actually. Unknown how it would annoy him, but the reason probably being that no Vampire is innocent and should be sad with all the killing they do. Though Zeke was being defiant, being truly the happiest man in the world, even though he killed humans, no sense of guilt hung over him. That's how he hoped to annoy Kouta.

"Maybe we should buy Kouta a blanket to sleep under.... " She said thoughtfully. "And we can get Zeruel an umbrella!" she was smiling up at Zeruel, focusing on his vibrant blue eyes, he smiled back at her nodding slightly. Though Kia had been the only one to know about his weakness, he had sort of forgotten that Zeke didn't know his real name. "Zeruel?" Zeke questioned, quickening his pace of walking until he was walking next to Kia. He looked at her in a questioning manner then looked to Zeruel. "Ando...?"

Zeruel looked to Zeke nervously, taking his free hand and rubbing the back of his neck. "You see Zeke..." he coughed, trying to think of an excuse as to why he would fake his own name, he couldn't tell Zeke about who he was, Angels and Vampires were supposed to be a secret. "I had a bit of bad luck before I came here and well...I called myself Ando so that no one would know who I really was. Kia and Kouta actually know me from long before I moved here...Sorry for not telling you Zeke. But yes, my real name is Zeruel." He said with a small sigh at the end, his hand dropping down as he frowned to Zeke, showing a disappointed look, probably to the fact that Zeke would probably not want to be friends with him anymore.

Zeke gave a nod in understanding and he smiled at Zeruel. "Okay, I understand...Zeruel." he replied, looking forward once again as they walked down the streets, inside he was smiling deviously, he had found out Zeruel's real name...but something else bothered him. "Wait, why are we buying And-" he stopped, correcting himself. "Zeruel, an umbrella?" he looked up at the cloudless and sunny sky in confusion. "It's not going to rain is it? It hasn't rained in weeks." which was true, much to Zeruel's delight. He didn't know how to answer the question so just looked to Kia frantically.

Zeruel kept staring at Kia, which made her flush. "I thought it would be nice.... I... was gonna buy it as a present and it would come in handy when it did rain cause Zeruels like a cat with water... so bloody skittish and its almost like he's scared of it.... Really he's just being a pansy." Zeruel shot a glare at her but she hugged his arm tighter and whispered an apology. Zeruel smiled to her then turned his attention back to Zeke, "You know, water doesn't help my image, especially my hair, it just gets so frizzy when wet." he ran a hand through his hair, he didn't care what he was saying was extremely vain. He just had to give Zeke a real reason behind it.

"Your incredibly happy today Zeke its good" Kia giggled to him and Zeke returned the comment with a smile. On the inside he was calculating things. Zeruel doesn't like water, come to think of it, i've never seen him take a shower...or even drink water... Zeke smirked on the inside as he came to the realization of it all. His weakness is water, an Angel with a weakness of water...that will be easy enough to defeat him. Now about the other two... Zeke's thoughts had been interrupted by a familiar voice.

"What in the hell are you two doing?!" She yelled at Zeke and Zeruel. "Your skipping my class?" Zeruel, who was standing at the shop window with Kia turned sharply to see Rin there, she was wearing a rather...fitting dress...not one which was technically appropriate for uni. Zeke also looked at her, angry that she had broken his train of thoughts. She was another one, a Vampire or an Angel...which one though was unclear. "Well I suppose I am also skipping so I cant get to mad." She smiled looking at Zeke. "I need to have word with you about one of your papers Zeke." Zeke was suddenly dragged away before he could say anything.

Zeruel sighed to himself, "We're going inside this shop Zeke!" he called out to him. "Come in when your done!" he grabbed Kia's hand and pulled her inside the shop, surely Kouta would follow, if not stay outside, it didn't matter, Zeruel would let Kia pick out anything she wanted then buy it for her. "Just choose whatever you want Kia and we can get you out of them clothes." he should have said 'my' clothes but he didn't.

"You can't fool me Zeke. I know." A evil grin appeared on her face, Zeke almost took a step back, a nervous smile crossing over his face. "Vampires don't leave witnesses dear." She whispered in his ear. "It's good to see we have a brother on the inside." She let the smile spread across her face reassuring him, then she let him go. He stared at her, so she was a Vampire, that was obvious now to him, but...why did she hang around Zeruel before?

"Lets go back before they get suspicious." She light another smoke and walked ahead, her hips swaying with each stride of her feet. Zeke watched her go, he couldn't really look at his English tutor in the same way again. He sighed to himself in relief, the fact that it was one less person trying to kill him. In fact, she could prove to be a good ally.

Kouta had managed to follow them inside, which was probably good for Zeke, in case he tried anything whilst the other two were inside. Kia took out some money and a small box of pills from inside her coat pocket, she descarded the pills on the floor and Zeruel couldn't help but try and work out what they were for. He looked up at her as she let go of his hand and began prying through the racks of clothes. Zeruel bent down and picked up the box of pills, even from this close and reading them carefully, he couldn't work out what they were for. He put them in his pocket, it was probably best to keep them, in case Kia needed them later on, what for though...remained a mystery.

She had a pair of shorts in one of her hands and continued to leaf through trying to find a top to match. Already Zeruel was searching around trying to help her, though he wasn't that good when it came to female fashion sense, he found a few things he thought were nice but didn't show Kia in the fear that he would of been turned down, embarrassed by his poor fashion skills. Though he thought of himself as rather fashionable for a male anyway. Kia suddenly gripped her stomach and lent back against the rack of clothes, Zeruel turned to notice this and ran in front of her. "What's wrong?" he asked her, then he turned his thoughts on the pack of pills he had in his pocket. He pulled them out and gave the box to Kia. "Here, will these help in any way?" he hoped that they would, though he didn't know what was wrong with Kia.

Zeke watched Rin disappear out of sight and strode inside the shop, just in time to see Kia in a painful state. He walked up to Kouta, silently so he probably wouldn't have heard, "What's wrong with Kia?" he snickered under his breath, hoping that he would have startled Kouta. It would be deeply amusing for him, seeing the always-calm, Angel jump out of his skin. It really would evoke a laugh from Zeke, if only he wasn't around Zeruel and Kia. Luckily Zeruel was too busy to notice Zeke come in, so didn't see the snicker or hear the cold and emotionless tone of his voice.

Zeruel moved out of the way as Kia pushed him, it was obvious she wasn't going to accept the pills. She knocked them out of his hand, angry by the fact she had to take them, becoming dependent on them. She seemed angry at him but Zeruel just sighed lightly, bending down and picking up the pills once again, he was going to hang onto them, just in case. Upon rising up he noticed that Zeke had come in and was talking to Kouta, he wondered a little about what their tutor had to speak to him about, but he wasn't going to ask now. "What do you think?" Kia outstretched her shaking hands with a few nice items of clothing in them. Zeruel cocked his head to the side and took them from her, wondering about the shaking.

He smiled though, taking them over to the cashier and putting them on the desk, getting out some money when..."RAPE!" The voice came from Kia and Zeruel turned sharply to see Kouta lifting her up under one arm as if to kidnap her. He sighed irritably, shaking his head and turning back to the cashier. "I dont need no fucking pills... Im not like that!" Another loud and irritated sigh escaped Zeruel's lips as he hit his head on the cashier in front out of annoyance. The cashier just looked confused at Zeruel's actions, though quickly called in security "Assualt"

The security came inside and surrounded both Kouta and Kia. Zeke had backed away as if not to get involved, he was snickering behind some racks of clothes amongst the crowds of watchers, as if they had nothing better to do. None of them would help Kia, they just watched.Humans were all the same, believing themselves to be good, but really they do nothing to help each other. Which is why...they should die. That's what Zeke was thinking as he just looked and smiled deviously at the thought of all of them 'disappearing'. He held grudges towards the humans, none of them helped Emily, so they should all just die.

Kouta finally put Kia down and sprinted past the guards and out the door. Zeke's smile had faded when this occurred considering he was enjoying the chaos of it all, the frantic reactions of Kouta due to Kia's screaming about various unholy actions. It was amusing, but now that was over. Some of the security guards ran after Kouta with no prevail, though Angels weren't as fast as Vampires, they were still faster than those over-paid, self-obsessive pigs. Murmers arose from the crowds, talking about the event which just occurred, saying things like; "It's horrible that men are like this now days." and "Poor girl". Zeke looked to them, amused by their comments, the fact that they have the will to speak and judge the person, but take no action.

Zeruel sighed out of relief that it was all over, he paid the woman and took the bag of clothes, walking over to Kia and giving her a disappointed look. "Was that really necessary?" he sighed once again, taking her hand and looking over to Zeke. "Come on Zeke," he lead Kia out the shop and Zeke followed them, looking around for any signs of Kouta, but all he saw was security guards looking baffled by the disappearance of Kouta. "He's a quick little Angel" Zeke smirked faintly, standing just behind Kia and Zeruel so they couldn't see. "Are you okay now Kia? Want to tell me what's wrong? Maybe I can help, without the use of the pills." Zeruel was generally concerned, if a little curious. Zeke was defiantly curious and listened intently, watching Kia expectantly for an answer.

Zeruel hadn't noticed the money being slipped into his pocket, though Zeke clearly noticed and smiled pleasently as the kind gesture, he quickly shook off the emotion, not wanting to actually like Kia and Zeruel. Though...they had been good friends to him. He growled under his breath, slapping himself on the head as if to get rid of the thoughts. They were his enemies and that's all that mattered. "Why? If it had been you It would have been the same..." She looked at him, a frown present on his face, his eyebrows lowered in a sarcastic look, wondering if she was actually being serious. "Dont think I trust you just because your nice... Nice people can turn... Nice people can be full of hate and spite and so that .... That is why I wont let anyone... treat me like im some kid who cant handle herself!" Kia strode forward a few steps in anger as Zeruel hung back slightly, letting go of her hand and sighing to himself. He knew she was just worked up and he wouldn't take the comment to heart, but something made him feel like it was sincere, like he had done something terribly wrong.

"Yes. The... pills... are meant to stop the hallunciantions the nightterrors... the monsters.... And maybe the fear of crowds.." her voice was a lot more softer now due to her calming down slightly, Zeruel closed the gap between them and returned the comment with a smile, one which was reassuring and calm, if a bit worried. Zeke smirked deviously from behind them, watching them both with his calculating eyes. So she has nightmares, is scared of crowds and monsters. inside of his head he laughed as the realization of her weakness dawned on him. It was ironic really, the fact that she was scared of monsters, in theory...Vampires were monsters..."It'll be okay, I promise Kia..." Zeruel told her, taking both of her hands and looking down into her eyes as if to reassure her, though he couldn't hide the slight hint of doubt he had. Zeke merely scoffed at the gesture, but not loud enough for it to be heard.

"Sorry" Kouta had returned, emerging from the shadows of the buildings, he seemed generally concerned and apologetic. Though it was predictable and something Zeruel would do, he didn't glare to Kouta, merely let go of her hands and nodded to Kouta. "Ok, honestly would you have not done the same in my postion?" Kouta whispered to Zeurel as they began to continue down the road. Zeruel cocked his head and laughed lightly. "Actually...no." he walked forward again, closing the gap between himself and Kia. Walking beside her and was trying to reassure her that he would always be with her, but in a silent way.

"You run fast Angel," Zeke snickered from behind Kouta, waiting for him to turn around before continuing, "Now then, I think i've got you all worked out, Zeruel is weak against water, Kia crowds, you...well you're blind so that is probably your weakness." he smiled deviously but spoke out of earshot from Kia and Zeruel. In a way Zeke enjoyed toying with Kouta, he could tell him anything, even his plans for them all and he couldn't do anything about it. Confronting Zeke here would just raise way too many questions and a deep hate by Kia and Zeruel.

Zeke smirked at the comment Kouta gave him, replying in a dark tone. "All in good time," he held back the urge to laugh, because of course Zeruel and Kia would hear that. But it was just so amusing to torment the little Angel. Zeke hung back as Kia walked, pulling both Zeruel and Kouta close to her. She seemed happy, well a little more than before, which was good, even Zeke preferred seeing Kia like this and smiled happily. "Heh, well i tried... you are defenatly a srong women... that's for sure... well i don't know... it's gonna get dark soon so i guess we should finsih up and then go h- to the apartment"

Zeke glared forward to Kouta's back, it was obvious what he was going to say, though he stopped himself. It was Zeke's apartment and yet it was being infested with homeless people, sure he didn't mind Kia, she was a nice girl, if a bit dimwitted. Kouta on the other hand...who invited him? Zeruel didn't seem that fond of him, in a way they looked they like were in competition over Kia. Though Zeke wasn't going to complain, having Kouta stay with them would be much more interesting, it brought him close to Zeruel and Kia, as well as eliminating any chances of him attacking Zeke. Yes...being friends with three different Angels surely had advantages.

"I think I found something" Kouta pointed to an old stand with a kind woman running it, selling fabrics of all sorts and colours. Zeruel walked over to them, taking Kia and Kouta along with them and was looking at the different fabrics, there were ones for everything, scarfs, hats, blankets...Zeke had started to walk over to them when suddenly his shirt was grabbed by someone, pulling him down considerably, almost to the point of tearing his shirt. He looked down into the pleading eyes of...Mara...a girl from his drama class. Her aura immediately hit Zeke and his eyes widened in either fear or realization. She was either a Vampire or another Angel.

"Hit. Me. Please ... " She didn't seem to notice Zeke's aura, she was asking a rather strange request of him and he cocked his head to the side looking rather dumbfounded. Zeruel didn't seem to notice and neither did Kia or Kouta, they were too busy picking out a blanket. Zeke just cocked a brow and continued to look down at the desperate classmate of his. He didn't ask why and he didn't know why he did it but he slapped her hard against the face. He stood back a bit, allowing her to drop to the floor in the realization of what he just did. He just hit a girl.

Frantically looking around to see if anyone saw that, which they didn't, he let out a sigh and walked back to her helping her up off the ground, the red mark showing across of flawless skin. "What are you doing here Mara? Why aren't you in class?" he looked away from her, realizing that it probably wasn't the best greeting to give a woman he just abused. "Are you okay? I'm sorry about..."

Zeke's eyes were fixed on the ground, his cheeks held a slight blush to them in embarrassment in what he had just done. Did I seriously just hit a girl...? his thought were broken when soft hands grabbed his face, pulling him into a deep kiss. His eyes widened as he looked down at the face of Mara, but he didn't really return the kiss, he didn't feel it was right. Even if Mara was a beautiful girl...a vampire or angel...he still felt over Emily, he couldn't bring himself to return the feelings to Mara just yet. Perhaps in time, something could happen. He could feel the excitement coursing through her body, as if she enjoyed the kiss a little too much, or perhaps...she liked being hit?

She broke the contact but was still all to close to his face, her eyes almost lost in a blank stare. "Please. Hit me again," she whispered to him, a hand trailing down to lock with his then pulling it into a fist. It was then when she return his surprised gaze with all seriousness in her voice, pleading as it was. "Hit me harder." she let out a sigh and allowed her head to rest on his shoulder, panting anxiously. Zeke stood still for a few seconds, in a state of shock due to the kiss and the fact she wanted to be hit, she enjoyed it?

He closed his own eyes, taking in a deep breath before punching Mara in the chest again and again, he almost got carried away with it all, forgetting who she was as his facial expression was replaced with a sadistic smile, getting lost in his Vampire emotions. He then snapped out of it, looking down at the poor girl who would probably suffer from bruising, if not being badly winded. He ran a hand through her hair and rested his own head on hers. "Better?" he whispered to her, almost in a seductive voice.

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Zeruel allowed Kia to wander off to the stand with Kouta as they checked the various blankets. He watched them with a small smile, looking at his watch to check the time. It would be getting dark soon, the day drawing to a close and the same process repeating once again. He sighed at the thought of it, luckily he managed to resist the urges the nights before, but it wasn't going to take too long before he snapped. Maybe it was Kia and Kouta, the reasons why he had been able to last this long..."Want anything Zeruel?" Kia yelled to him, he just replied with shaking his head. He wasn't really interested in the blankets and stuff like that, he was just lost in his thoughts about what tonight would bring. Eventually...he might end up hurting someone he cared about.

Kia seemed to temporary give up, walking back to Zeruel and swaying in front of him with her hands buried deep insider her pockets, though she was still in his clothes, she hadn't time to change into the clothes they brought her. "Maybe. We should steal one." She grinned feeling a slight thrill out of suggesting it. "Who cares if we pay or not." Zeruel frowned to her, it was a strange thing to say, he had never seen this side of her before and he didn't know if he liked it or not. In a way it was exciting and refreshing, but then, such behavior wasn't exactly holy.

He sighed, putting his hands in his own pockets and going over to the woman, noticing that Kouta had his eyes on one of the blankets, a royal blue one with gold trimmings. It was rather nice and on an off note, it would match the colour scheme of the apartment. "5 dollars, right?" he confirmed what the lady had told Kouta and took out a five dollar bill, handing it over to the woman. He then went back to Kia, not even bothering to look to Kouta, knowing he would pick up the blanket and follow.

Zeke felt her legs give way as she wrapped her arms around his neck. It was almost like dead weight, though he didn't seem to mind, just let out a small sigh of relief, looking around to see if anyone had noticed what he had been doing. He knew he shouldn't, but he felt bad for hitting the poor girl. He wondered how long she had been like this for, if she was a Vampire or Angel, he hadn't seen her in two days, since he became a Vampire, but he never remembered her being like this. Wanting to be hit...a masochist.

The same thought kept creeping into his head, if she was a Vampire or an Angel, it was already late and the last few minutes of the sun were being shown over the horizon, the pinky colours streaking away across the clear sky. It would be a cold night...Zeke always remembered that, clear nights meant that it would be cold. Without thinking he huddled closer to Mara, bringing her into a tight embrace. Where Zeruel and the others were, he didn't know, he didn't actually care. The last glimpses of the sun disappeared from sight, leaving them to the cold but eventful night ahead.

The pain in his chest came quickly, though he didn't break from her embrace, the whites of his eyes turning black in colour whilst the pupils turned grey. Rather dull colours, though it was how his transformation took place. He didn't let her see his eyes, just kept her in the tight hug, materializing the dagger he had and holding it, ready to plunge it into her frail body. "Surely you noticed by now." Zeke said, his tone cold and dark like the night they now faced, it would be obvious now that she could sense his aura, feel the transformation and pain he endured. Though it was unknown how she would react, so he kept the dagger still.

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Zeruel sighed, rolling his eyes at the whims of Kia, wanting to rob banks and cause chaos. "We're not Vampires Kia...I know we're not exactly holy and i'm not fond on God myself, but we're not supposed to be bad people." he sighed once again, looking back at Zeke who was hugging Mara, he smiled, pleased that Zeke had found someone again, though he was a little confused how long they had been there. Then the night came, wrapping the city in a cold and dark blanket, showing no sings of hope for anyone, too many people knew about the killings at night and confined themselves into their houses. Not that it would save them. Vampires were ruthless, despicable and vile creature, killing whoever they please, wherever they may be.

Zeruel had let go of Kia's hand, the pain in his chest causing him to fall, causing people to literally stop and stare. It wasn't usually this bad, but he hadn't killed the night before, too wrapped up in finding Zeke. For the first time ever, Zeruel shrieked out in pain, his arms wrapping around his body and his nails digging into the bare skin of the, drawing blood. People crowded around, enclosing Kia, Kouta and the shrieking Zeruel into a tight circle. Zeruel hadn't noticed, but something was strange, the transformation should of ended by now, it only lasted a few seconds before, but the blue around his eyes had yet to show itself, that marked the end of the transformation and the salvation from the pain he was feeling.

Zeruel tried to speak, to reply to Kia, but he couldn't, the pain was just too much and all he could do was scream about it. It wasn't fun at all and it felt like his chest was burning on the inside out, never before was it as bad as this, it was as almost if...that would be the same reaction if he drank water. He was frantically trying to remember if he did so, of course he didn't, he wasn't that stupid. His head rolled back to look up at the sky as his moth was continually agape due to the screams, four small like fangs grew in his mouth, that was new, they didn't really look like Vampire fangs, they weren't long enough, and two of them were on the bottom. They probably would have been classed as demon fangs. The blue shadow around his closed eyes appeared now, almost looking like it cracked against the skin, many of the surrounding crowd stepped back, baffled and scared about what they were witnessing.

The silence.

No one even tried to speak over the screams, so when they stopped, it was silent, only the cars in the background could be heard. Zeruel's head fell limp against his chest. "Kia..." the word escaped his lips and almost seemed like it would be his final word, it was obvious it took a lot for him to even say that, his voice was hoarse. Almost as if it was to the point of being lost forever. After that, frantic breaths escaped his lips and his eyes were opened only to look straight into Kia's. The blue in them shining intensely, almost like stars in the night sky, not that you could see any inside the city. A hand was lifted as the four sharp teeth pricked his fingers, then proceeding to suck the blood from the wound.

He was suddenly picked up and his hands outstretched for Kia, whining like a small child who was being taken from their mother. He couldn't speak nor move much by himself, but in his mind he knew that he would bring danger to Kia tonight, he just hoped that Kouta would stay with them. It was most likely because he didn't try to kill a Vampire yesterday, in fact he hadn't been able to kill a Vampire in a long time now. They were so slippery and seemed to escape whenever Zeruel came close to them, in fact, he had given up these past few nights, Alec had been the only Vampire he had attempted to fight in quite a few months now. In fact...it was getting on for almost a year, perhaps this was the final push? He was running out of time and this was to warn him?

Kouta took them away from the people, far away and only Kia followed them. Zeruel was the put down on the ground, he attempted to get himself up but with no prevail he just stared up at Kia and Kouta, opening his mouth to clearly show the fangs, he was wondering if something bad was happening to him. Could Angels become Vampires? A hand rose again to tap the four sharp teeth, confirming that they were there.

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Zeke grew tense as the cold hands were instantly at his neck, then brought up to his cheeks, her fingers threading through his unruly brown hair, "Of course I have. You do know this means that I am either going to kill you—" a maniacal grin flashed onto her lips,"—or kill with you. Either way, if you try to stop me ... " An other amused laugh came from the girl, it was cold and deadly with all hints of seriousness in it, Zeke was still frozen, the dagger held firmly in his hand, but he couldn't bring himself to get rid off it or stab Mara, he cared for her, he didn't know why...she was threatning him, and usually he would at least retaliate, but he found her touch soothing, so soothing it rendered him helpless in it.

"You're dead," Mara trilled out with a purr attached to the end, gliding her smooth cheek against Zeke's and massaging the nape of his neck with those fingers. He bit on his lip, the knife dropped to the floor as he just wanted to be with her now, he didn't care if she was an Angel, but it was obvious by the way she spoke and by what she was saying, she was a Vampire. The knife clanged on the floor and disappeared, Zeke didn't even notice he just held his face to her neck and kissed it, almost biting it from the sharp fangs he had, eventually he stopped when she began to trace his face with her own, stopping at his lips and leaning in close with a whisper. " Stay out of my way and you can live ... Zeke." he didn't even care that she used his name, he just wanted those lips touching his own, but held back the urge, only to have it satisfied by both of their lips being locked into a passionate kiss which Zeke returned more than happily. She broke away before he could go any further.

Sliding her hands casually down Zeke's chest, Mara looked into his eyes again with the full weight of her intention to kill shining in her silver orbs. There was a great push of exceptional strength which all vampires held and she was able to break from his grasp from her. And then Mara was gone...

Zeke watched her as she destroyed the life of a child, it was a truly beautiful sight, it was at that point Zeke realized that he was in love. Not with Emily, he had never felt this attracted to a girl, the way she killed and silently mocked God. Mara was the one. Zeke smiled to himself, falling onto his ass and watching her destructively waste the night away. He wouldn't disturb her, for she was so graceful in her work, making it that of an art. In Zeke's eyes anyway.

"How long has it been since you last killed a vampire Zeruel?...by the look of things too long...I think you're showing the early signs of vampire withdrawl...at least that's what I call it...in time I predict something much worse than what is happening now will occur...I went through the same thing once before, when I had first changed... we need to find you some fresh vampire blood." Kouta told him, he couldn't see the fangs but must of came to the conclusion from the shrieks coming from Zeruel during the transformation, the pure pain of it all. He was shaking slightly, not wanting to ever go through the process again, it was worse than being burnt with a thousand drops of rain.

"Where the hell did he go!?" Kouta semi-shouted, turning around as if to look for someone, though Zeruel didn't know who, but he guessed it was Zeke. Not that it really mattered, Zeke was with Mara, she was always nice to him. "That stupid vampire bastard!" he grunted, Zeruel wondered who he meant then, it couldn't be Zeke. "I know that sounded weird...I'll tell you when we find Zeke..."

A sigh escaped Zeruel's lips, though no real sound could be heard, he just couldn't get enough energy to speak, not even enough to stand as he was leaning on Kia. She had an arm around him, allowing Zeruel to lean against her, though he had a fear of falling on top of her and crushing her, he was much taller and muscular than her after all. She kept running her hand back and forth over the four small fangs, Zeruel stared at her wondering whether it was wise, he wouldn't bite her, but might accidentally...she seemed pretty confident that he wouldn't though.

"Whats..." She couldnt finish her sentence she looked around and had her other hand and arm holding him up. "Please...Kouta...help him" She looked into his glowing eyes and shook her head in disappointment, he looked away from her, not wanting to face the shame of hiding something this serious for so long. "We need a plan. And fast. Kouta...You don't have to stay if you dont want to." She murmured it to Zeruel's surprise, it was like she wanted to be alone with him, which was no problem, except, he didn't want to hurt Kia, he needed someone to stop him from doing something he'd really regret. "You dont need to explain anything. Why should we find Zeke. We Cant find Zeke!" She hissed, Zeruel had to agree, Zeke would be fine and it wasn't like he could protect him in this state. "He doesnt know Kouta he doesnt know!" Zeruel nodded in agreement, sighing slightly to himself.

"Of course Zeke knows!" Kouta shouted, his anger had taken over the front seat now, Zeruel stared at him, a little shocked by his angry reaction. "Because Zeke is a Vampire!" His eyes narrowed into a glare, he couldn't stand the thought of Kouta being nasty about his friend, he had known Zeke for too long now, he was too pure-hearted to become a Vampire. "Remember when we were looking for Zeke last night? Well, when I left I ended up meeting a Vampire and an Angel in battle, the Angel's name was Firo, though I didn't know who the Vampire was until this morning...Me and Firo battled the Vampire and he retreated...That Vampire wa Zeke...He is a vampire now and wants to kill us" Kouta seemed desperate to put his side of the story forward, to back up his accusation, though Zeruel couldn't believe it, he refused to believe that his only friend was a Vampire, the same creature he despises, the reason why he was like this.

Zeruel stood up by himself and stumbled over to Kouta, staring at him through narrow glowing eyes. Without a moment to spare his fist connected with his face, so powerful it was enough to send anyone flying into the nearest thing. "Don't ever compare Zeke to those monsters..." Zeruel barely managed to get the words out, he couldn't shout them and it wasn't even at a normal volume, his throat hurt badly, the burning sensation inside of it. It was unknown if Kouta actually heard him, but he had to say it. He didn't bother looking back at Kia before walking off, he didn't want to be anywhere near Kouta anymore, Zeke was his friend, he had been there for him, there was no way he would ever want to kill Zeruel...they had been through too much together, good times and bad times. The hatred burned inside Zeruel and was the only reason which compelled him to walk away, despite being in such a weak state, he had to find a Vampire soon, but would be be able to defeat it alone? It wasn't likely, but he had to try, he couldn't rely on Kia, she would get into trouble, which was the one thing he wished to avoid at all costs.

Kia didn’t follow him, Zeruel couldn’t tell whether this was a good thing or not. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he was the one to harm her. He looked back, hoping to see the friendly face of hers right behind him, ready to help him. But it wasn’t there…just barren streets, no one wished to be out at night anymore. Humans were finally becoming to realize the danger they were in. The game. Only pawns Vampires would kill for their entertainment. How they ran from them, the screams echoing into the night. Even now it was obvious that some unlucky soul was being tortured by the very scum of the Earth.

That’s why Angels existed. But what could they do when all else is done? To protect mankind from the sadistic children of Satan, it was a impossible mission. They could try, of course anyone can try. But in the end it’s all in vain. If not by the hands of a Vampire, then by the hands of Fate. God was truly cruel to his creations, even to his children he was. Allowing Zeruel to go through such pain every night, this night was even worse. God’s way of telling him he was running out of time. It wasn’t as if he was avoiding the fiends. He was trying. But the distractions of Kia and Kouta had put him off track. But it wasn’t right to blame them, it was his own fault for not being strong and devious enough to catch them.

His last steps were taken before falling face down on the ground in exhaustion. All energy was wasted in the punch he delivered to Kouta. But he wasn’t going to stand there and listen to his theory about Zeke being a Vampire. It wasn’t possible! He wouldn’t hurt anyone, he was the nicest person Zeruel had ever met. There was just no way…right? His head shook against the floor, banishing the doubts from his thoughts, he couldn’t start believing in Kouta’s lies. Zeke was his only friend, the one who would always be there for him until the very end.

A small amount of blood trickled from Zeruel’s head where he had hit the ground pretty hard, splitting his head open. He didn’t even care, nothing hurt as much as the pain he felt before. He lie there just breathing for a few minutes, attempting to get back some strength and loose himself into thoughts, formulating a plan. His hands twitched and moved to position themselves flat on the ground, pushing down on them to raise himself up. It was successful and he sat with his legs outstretched, panting slightly. He then took it a step further, putting the weight on his hands as he got himself to stand. It took most of the energy out of him and he stood there for a while to recover. He hated being this pathetic, not even able to stand properly.

A step was taken then a pause before another was taken. Seeing that he could now get himself to walk, he took another few steps, this time with a shorter pauses. He smiled down at his feet and began walking normally, back to where he had seen Zeke last. He had to be found, to confirm that he wasn’t a Vampire. As Zeruel neared them, he noticed Mara and Zeke kissing. A slight blush rose up on his cheeks and a snicker escaped his mouth, only to have a hand muffle it. He was pleased that Zeke was finding new love, he looked like he was enjoying it and Zeruel got lost in the moment, forgetting what he needed to talk to Zeke about.

Seeing their lips part and the desire in their eyes, Zeruel decided it would be best not to disturb his friend at this time. He could always confirm his innocence later. He turned silently on his heels and strayed away from the scene. He would now try and find a Vampire, if he could kill one then his strength would return. Subconsciously a hand rose up to scrape along the four pointed teeth, it made Zeruel wonder about what was happening to his body and why. Am I becoming a Vampire? No. That’s impossible. I haven’t been to hell. So why the fangs? He wondered, it was probably just Gods way of helping him? By giving him fangs it made him seem more like a Vampire, drawing them into a false sense of familiarity.

A single aura nearby told Zeruel that a Vampire or Angel was close. But how many more Angels were there in this city? Himself, Kouta, Kia, Rin, that girl who made Zeke run. Then there was the Vampires, there were many of them infesting the city like a plague, especially that dangerously strong one they had fought a few nights ago. If the aura belonged to him, then Zeruel probably wouldn’t survive more than a few seconds. He could hardly walk, let alone use his powers. What a disappointment he would be to the demonic freak.

Turning the corner revealed that it wasn’t the white-haired devil, instead a black haired one. Threatening a girl in the middle of the street, the small knife glinting in the moonlight as it pressed to her back. He was leading her down an alleyway, probably to get some fun out of her before condemning her to the fiery depths of hell. Zeruel watched them until they disappeared into the shroud of darkness. His calculating mind trying to figure out the best possible way to kill the monster. Who knows why their souls were sent to heaven, they had sinned more than any human could ever. They deserved no sympathy, no second chance.

“Come on girlie,” The Vampire sneered, his knife pointing at the girl’s throat as he commanded her to take off her clothes. She stared at him through leaking eyes, slowly unbuttoning her top. Too slow for the Vampire’s liking as he sliced it off with the knife, revealing her bare skin and underwear. A furious blush befell her face and she wrapped her arms around her exposed self. It was both from the cold and embarrassment. She looked away from her, blinking more tears to run down her flushed face. A devious smirk befell his face and the knife’s tip rested on one of her breasts, almost piercing the plump flesh.

A small yelp was released from her mouth, but quickly muffled by the Vampire’s hand. “Shush girlie, we don’t want people to know we’re here, you wouldn’t want us to be interrupted do you?” She gulped and the knife pierced her flesh, drawing blood like a pinprick. She shook her head and he took the knife away from her, smiling devilishly, his eyes full of lust which had to be put to good use. “Good.” The knife vanished as the Vampire knew his victim wouldn’t be leaving any time soon. He held her wrists in his hands as he gave her a deepened kiss. His hands slid down her body and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She muffled through the kiss in protest as his hands caressed her plump breasts.

The kiss was broken to allow them both to breathe, his hands now sliding down into her underwear. She shrieked and more tears fell down her face, the shriek muffled by another deep kiss. The Vampire’s tongue slipping into her mouth, she could feel the fangs scrape against her lips. Her eyes widened in the fear and confusion of the pointed teeth, she had only heard about Vampires in books, they couldn’t exist. They didn’t exist. Again the kiss was broken and both of his hands were used to push the female onto her knees, coming face to face with his bulging crotch. “Take them off.” he ordered her, referring to his pants. She put her shaky hands to the top of them, but he stopped her by grabbing both of her hands. “With your teeth.” he smiled deviously and she looked up at him, then back down to his pants, putting her mouth where the zip was and slowly pulling it down.

The Vampire was getting impatient at the slow pace of thing and pushed her head into his crotch, thankfully the clothes still covered it. But the firmness of it was easily felt by the woman and she blinked away more tears, praying to God that someone would save her.

And someone did.

A Angel.

Sent by God himself with glowing blue eyes. Her saviour. The wind swept through his hair, blowing the black strands of it over the blues of his eyes. The Vampire turned and glared at him, almost as if his eyes were daggers and he was piercing the heart of the Angel. He only smiled, allowing the four small pointed teeth to show. The Vampire didn’t notice, too far away to notice something so subtle. The girl ceased her chance, whilst the Vampire was pre-occupied, and scrambled away, getting to her feet and running past the Angel, not even caring that she was topless.

“I suppose you’re an Angel coming to send me to your precious God?” the Vampire sneered, not even caring that his victim had got away. Something much more interesting had turned up now. Zeruel’s hand outstretched and dust particles from the air gathered to form a halberd. He glanced sideways at it, it was different now, much different. He liked it. The Vampire followed suit, his knife appearing in a blinding red flash. He smirked, waiting for the first move from the Angel, though Zeruel didn’t move. He was trying to find the strength to kick off and stab the Vampire right through his hollow chest. “What’s wrong Angel? Too scared to move?” A maniacal laughter roared from the Vampire, but it was suddenly halted when the halberd pierced through his shoulder. Zeruel had missed the fatal spot, but at least he hit him.

Two pale hands were placed on the mast of the halberd, yanking it out of his now bleeding shoulder. He cocked his head and smiled to the Angel, “You missed,” he lunged towards Zeruel, stabbing him through the stomach, ripping through a huge chunk of flesh as he did so. Pained cries escaped Zeruel’s parted lips, his daggered teeth showing off to the Vampire, which confused him slightly. He stood back admiring the withering Angel clutching onto his bleeding side. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood,” the Vampire said with a smug grin on his face. “I have other things to do this evening, but if you’re in town again tomorrow, I’ll be happy to finish you off.” He strode past the now kneeling Zeruel, he was overly confident that Zeruel wouldn’t attack, not even bothering to check behind him in case he did. But Zeruel didn’t, his legs wouldn’t co-operate and his excessive bleeding was a major inconvenience.

Zeruel lay on the floor, his arms outstretched as he touched his weapon, making it turn to a pile of dust, too lazy to float away in the breeze. There was an electrical sent in the air, normally what happened before a storm. And Zeruel was right, a few drops of rain splashing down onto his hands, searing the skin as they tried to make their way through to his blood. It made him bite down on his lip from the pain he was now experiencing, he looked around for some form of shelter.

People were already getting out umbrellas sensing the few drops of rain on their cold faces. Zeruel managed to pick himself up off of the floor and he sprinted as fast as he could to some elderly woman putting up a red and white spotted umbrella. He snatched it off of her and put it above his head, just in time too as the rain came pouring down, the tears of god, followed by his angry screams. Thunder and Lightning. Zeruel didn’t bother thanking or apologizing to the woman, he just ran to the nearest bar to find refuge from the howling storm.

He put down the umbrella and discarded it to the side, slumping down on one of the bar chairs, his head hitting down against the counter. Anyone would think he was a drunk, passed out from way too much alcohol.

There was a small puddle of blood below the chair, but no one seemed to notice. The bar was dimly lit and all around him he could hear voices, some of them apparently hitting on him. The words just became jumbled up inside his mind and no distinct voices were heard for him. He couldn't open his eyes or even move, looking almost dead, but that was understandable due to the wound on his side. No one even seemed to care that the injured male was close to death, small burns on his exposed skin from the rain, cold to the touch and shivering from being so cold. Either being cold from the close to death issue or from the rain, it was probably both. He felt himself being lifted up and carried somewhere else. In his mind he was just fighting to stay alive, to stop himself from going insane. Death certainly wasn't a fun thing to experience a second time.

His body was being shaken by something and a female voice speaking to him in desperation. But that was all he could register. Her head pressed against his chest and tears rolled down her face, mainly onto her arm but some touched his skin, causing Zeruel's expression to turn to one of pain. Even tears would burn him, that's why he couldn't cry. Well, didn't cry. He could have done, but he taught himself not to. By not getting close to anyone, he could stop himself from feeling sad to the point of crying. But the Kia came along. He could deal with Zeke, if something bad happened to him, he seemed to deal with it rather well. But Kia...he cared too much about her, which is why he had to get away from her. Being near her only caused himself pain, guilt that he couldn't do anything for her. He couldn't protect her anymore, he couldn't even protect himself.Eventually the burns from the tears woke him up. Eyes snapped open to reveal the glowing blue irises, the focused in on the crying girl on his chest.

Kia.

A shaky hand was raised and placed on the young girl's head, moving back and forth in slow motions to stroke her fine pinky-red hair, he could never really tell. It looked so different in various lights. But all the same...it was beautiful. Still slightly wet, showing that she had been caught in the rain outside, the sorrow of God being shown clearly. It didn't help Zeruel at all, God being sad caused him unnecessary pain. "K...i...a..." the word barely managed to escape his lips in a whisper before more pain coursed through his body, now gripping at her hair. The small fangs pierced his lip, showing clearly that he was in pain, what from was the question though?

Then he noticed the bloody wound in his lower chest, remembering that he had been stabbed by a Vampire. Who managed to slip away, but not without receiving his own share of the pain. His head tilted back to let out a shriek. He didn't want to show Kia he was in pain, but it was no use. The pain had taken a hold of him and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. He had to, at least hold Kia one more, tell her how he really felt. His head was raised again and he looked into the teary eyes of Kia, he sat up, wrapping his arms around her and tears of his own streaked down his face, searing the skin as they did so. He didn't care. Any pain was worth it to show Kia how he really felt. "I'm so sorry..." he whispered in her ear. It was hard for him to get the words out, but he was generally sorry. Sorry for making her worry. Sorry for his stubbornness. His lack of self control. But he didn't regret meeting her, she had made him truly happy and experience life to the fullest. "I...love you...Kia..."

Kia didn’t even reply to his soft words, just shook her head. She wouldn’t accept the fate Zeruel was destined to take part in. He would die. Why wouldn’t she accept that? "Zeruel... You’re not leaving me here .... You can't leave me alone ... please!" Her hand rose up to wipe away the tears from his face, they had burnt it badly, leaving strange marks coming down from his eyes. Though the burns didn’t affect the blue area around his eyes, that was obviously to protect him now. He realized the reasoning behind the blue marks now, he would have sooner, but he had never cried when he was an Angel. At least God helped him in something…"I refuse to let you die on me like this..." her voice kept getting stuck in her throat. She knew she was talking utter nonsense but her eyes darted back to the wound. "Bandages...I need to... stop... the bleeding..." But her spirits sank and before she turned to find something to patch him up with she let her lips brush against his lightly. "Promise... to stay till I get back... Promise me..."

He smiled to her weakly, trying to tell her not to bother, though she had already darted off to a different room. Zeruel rested his head back down, looking up at the dull ceiling, a hand placed over the gaping wound. It wouldn’t be so bad if he didn’t feel so God-damned weak! That’s right…it was his fault. God had damned him and now he was about to drag Kia with him. He didn’t want that, but what had God done? Taken away his voice, the only thing he could use to stop Kia’s futile act. His eyes fluttered a few times before closing. He couldn’t even find the strength to stay awake any longer, his mind going blank…

"Hey... stay awake..." Kia’s voice whispered in his ear, telling him that she had returned. He managed to open one of his eyes, the glow had completely disappeared from them now, leaving a dull grey colour, not even the normal blue he had when he was a human. Her hands managed to slip off his shirt with a small help from Zeruel, moving his arms up so it became easier. He stared down at the wound in his chest and sighed heavily. How could anyone look sexy with that? he chuckled in his mind, smiling on the outside. Though he was weak, he still tried to hold the old personality he had. Making light of the situation by adding the smile upon his weak face as Kia took off her own shirt and used it as a bandage. “Thank you Kia.” he said to her, his voice a little more stable and louder than before.

Kia closed her eyes and Zeruel could see the tears run down her pale face, obviously she wasn’t too pleased at the blood still coming from the wound. But the night would come to an end soon, and the pain Zeruel was experiencing would fade with the transformation back. He just had to hold on and get himself to a hospital as soon as the rain stopped. If it stopped, that storm didn’t seem like it would just go away. Zeruel sat himself up, wincing at the pain from the wound, but it wasn’t as bad now. He wrapped his arms around Kia and pressed his head against hers.

A single tear running down his face.

Seeing that Kia had drifted off to sleep, she was probably exhausted but he thanked her, for everything. She had opened his eyes to the world, he could now control himself better. Zeruel found himself growing weaker by the second, his hand which was stroking Kia’s head, had ceased it’s movement. He strained to keep himself awake, fearing the darkness which appeared behind closed eyes. He felt cold but hot at the same time, the salty tears continuing to burn his face. If he did make it out alive, he would have some explaining to do about the streaks of burn marks running down his face. Reluctantly Zeruel found himself drifting off, fluttering his eyes a few times before they slammed shut completely.

Memories flooded back of the day he met her, Zeke being his indecisive self and trying to find a necklace for Emily. Not that it mattered anymore, she was dead. Someone had to admit it and Zeke had moved on by the looks of it. It made Zeruel pleased, almost with himself of being there with Zeke and cheering him up. Who knows what he would have done if Zeruel wasn’t his friend. Then there was the incident with Kouta, Zeruel had just lead the drunken Kia back to her own home. It wasn’t the nicest place to come back to as her roommate lie dead on the bathroom floor. Night came to them and Zeruel had threatened Kia, thinking the sweet innocent-- drunken girl was a Vampire. What a stupid mistake that was. They had just sorted it all out when Kouta came crashing through the-- already broken window. Back then Zeruel didn’t know how to control himself and pushed Kouta and himself back out the three story high window onto the ground. Kouta wasn’t a fond memory right now, not after what he claimed Zeke to be. Even if he was telling the truth-- No. He wasn’t telling the truth and that’s what made it such a spiteful choice of words.

They say before you die, your whole life flashes before your eyes. Memories of your past life and what you had done wrong in the world. Good memories accompanied those which were bad, but they were all there, showing how you wasted your life away. Zeruel being alone for most of his life, cold and spiteful to others. But that was before he met Kia. Sure Zeke seemed to open him up a little, but Kia had been the one to change him. For the better that was. They also say that God judges you, but what would happen if you had already been judged? How could one die again. And if so…what would happen then? Would Zeruel finally rest in heaven. But be alone as his friends burnt in hell. And how could he leave his friends on Earth alone? Kia…Zeke…even Kouta he felt slightly sad about leaving. He couldn’t leave them alone…

For the first time in Zeruel’s life…he felt wanted.

There was a bright light now which illuminated the darkness of his eyelids and cleared his mind from all of the memories. Didn’t they say you see a light when you die? That is the right of passage to heaven? He didn’t want to die. Not now. He couldn’t leave his friends. Not like this…not when they needed him. “No!” Zeruel’s eyes shot open and he sat up sharply causing the wound to reopen and bleed again. He winced from the pain and clutched it, applying pressure with both of his hands. He looked around the room, it was different than the one he had passed out in. He felt the warmness of a blanket over his body and…”Kia!” he began to cry again but tried to stop himself. He was so happy that he could see her one last time. God had given him a second chance. The blue around his eyes had disappeared and now the tears were burning around his eyes, causing extreme pain for him and temporary blindness. He didn’t care though. Nothing could ruin this moment.

He pulled her into a tight hug, sobbing into her shoulder. The four small fangs had also disappeared and the weakness in his voice and body was no longer there. The only problem was the wound. It’s what was causing him extreme pain and becoming weaker from the blood loss. Even his enhanced abilities to heal wouldn’t work if the wound kept bleeding as Zeruel had just caused it to. None of it mattered now. He could finally see Kia once again. Knowing that he would die soon, he just wanted to spend time with her. As much time as possible. Working it out…he only had a few nights left. He wouldn’t tell Kia. If she asked, he would say he got the wound from a fight. Which he did. But then say he killed the Vampire. There wasn’t any sense in making her worry about him.

He pulled away from her warm embrace and stared down at the blood he had gotten onto her. “Sorry” was the word which first escaped his lips in the form of a mutter. He swung his legs around to the side of the bed and placed his naked feet onto the dirty floor. Who knows where his shoes had gotten to. Perhaps they had been taken off of him before they brought him to this new room. The floor was cold and it sent a slight shiver up his spine. But that didn’t matter. Taking in a deep breath he got himself to stand. Pleased with the accomplishment, he took it to the next stage and moved forward a few steps. His feet dragged along the floor, unable to find the correct strength to fully pick them up, The pain and blood loss from the wound became too much for him to handle and he fell to his knees. He felt faint and the blood wouldn’t stop coming. It was obvious the problem would not go away on it’s own.

Zeruel stared back at the clumsy Kia, tilting his head back to look at her upside down. She was hopping around with her head stuck inside a t-shirt. He frowned but chuckled at her clumsiness, it was certainly uplifting of the situation and it made him forget momentarily about the excessive bleeding he was experiencing. He had to agree with her about it being cold, though perhaps that was just the close-to-death experience. But it certainly was colder than being wrapped up in the warmth of the blanket. "Zereul..." her voice was unimpressed and slightly annoyed but hidden behind the tone was sheer relief. "Quit your apologizing and tell me... " Zeruel cocked his head slightly waiting for her question, the blood was rushing to his head as he continued to watch her struggle upside down. "Am I trying to shove my head through the arm hole?" a small giggle emitted from the piece of material as she continued to struggle with her arms. Zeruel gave a smile and put his head back in the right place.

He stood up and stumbled over to her, his hands held out as he attempted to help her. “Come here…” he mumbled and grabbed onto her arms. He kept a short distance away from her as to not get blood on her clean clothes, that would just completely ruin the reason why she was changing. Gently he helped her find the right holes for he head and arms and pulled the top over her slender body. It clung tightly to her and Zeruel couldn’t hide the slight redness of his face as he stared down at her perfect curves. There was a pause in which silence filled the strange atmosphere. His eyes then wandered up her body to look at her face. A cough was emitted as he attempted to hide what he had just been doing. He reached out and took her hand in his, he didn’t want to go to the hospital, knowing them they would try to clean him up. His body and face was already covered in burn marks which would be more than hard to explain to the doctors.

Not to mention he had Uni today, not that he wanted to go. His time was short and he wanted to spend it with Kia, but Zeke wouldn’t be pleased if he missed it. He dragged Kia outside and leant against the wall panting, he was tired and it took a lot of energy to get this far. It had turned out to be a nice morning, despite the storm which had hit New York the night before. It seemed to be that God had calmed down when the killings had ceased for the night. Small puddles of water were dotted randomly around the streets but were already drying up from the heat of the sun. Parts of buildings were scattered everywhere from the strong gusts of winds and lightning striking them down. Not to mention the countless quarrels between Vampires and Angels. A helicopter was being cleaned up after plummeting to the ground. It had probably been struck down by the lighting and strong winds, whoever's idea it was to drive such a machine in a storm had the guilt of it's passengers and pilots deaths on their conscience. The blade had been decapitated from it's correct place and had lodged itself into the side of a building. Many police cars and ambulances hung around the streets and what was left of the citizens went about their daily lives, without any fear. For no Vampire struck during the day. Good thing too, both of them needed a rest once in a while.

A hand was placed against his wound and taken away to stare at the crimson liquid seeping from it. It made him feel sick and most importantly worried. But he wouldn’t let his facial expression show it for long and he gave a cheery smile to Kia, crossing over the burnt streaks running down his pale face. “What do you want to do today then Kia?” he hoped she wouldn’t mention the hospital again and this time choose something fun and something Zeruel could enjoy along with her.

A small squeel of surprised escaped Zeruel’s lips as Kia went down on her knees and pressed her hands against his bleeding wounds. He couldn’t help but stare down at her, wondering what exactly she was doing, though he could see clearly what she was doing. “Anything you want.” She looked up at him and bit her lip lightly hoping he’d spend the day with her. “You’re not going to go to Uni then?” He replied shaking his head lightly, he didn’t really know how Kia would react to that. But she seemed pleased that he was going to spend the day with her, he was pleased about it too. Though she frowned which worried Zeruel slightly, made him nervous about what she was thinking.

“Zereul... Did you mean... what you said... about...” her face flushed and she got to her feet, tightening the clothes around his wound which made Zeruel wince. He looked into her eyes as she smeared the blood on the wall next to him, that brought his attention to the bloody mess and he frowned at it. Knowing that the blood came from him. “We could... I don’t know... sit somewhere nice... Or... we could go home. Get you patched up...” Zeruel’s attention immediately was drawn back to Kia and he opened his mouth to protest but he was silenced by her finger. “And then we can decide what we want to do... together.” She finished with a smile and took his hand. “Come on... you didn’t stray too far from home last night... I don’t know what I would do if you had... Probably have a panic attack and go look for you but that’s not the point.”

The words didn’t really make Zeruel feel any better but he sighed and compelled, allowing her to drag him along the busy streets of New York. His attention was all over the place, his eyes darting back and forth between random stares they received. The damaged houses was also worth a few moments of staring and thought, especially the grounded helicopter. To Zeruel the streets felt empty, mainly because he had seen so many die recently. Of course, the streets were always crowded, there were too many people in New York for it to ever lighten up. His thoughts strayed away from what was happening around him and towards Zeke. What was the boy up to? Of course he had been with that girl from his Drama class…but was he still there…with all of the Vampires around they might not of even made it home.

He bit his lip drawing blood and feeling the coppery taste in his mouth, he didn’t really enjoy the taste, but it was different. Zeruel couldn’t help it, he was worried about his friend. Then perhaps…Kouta got to them. If he was so sure on Zeke being a Vampire, he could of hunted them. “Zeke…” Zeruel mumbled the word under his breath, feeling it lodged in his throat and anymore words he wanted to say just wouldn’t come out. His brain hadn’t even registered the comment about being carried made by Kia. His mind not allowing him to focus on anything else but the safety of his friend. It was like he was locked in his own little world, completely oblivious to everything around him. Kia could have slapped him and he still wouldn’t have noticed.

The arrival to the apartment was what snapped Zeruel out of the trance. He stared up at the tall building, focusing in on one window. Their window. He let go of Kia’s hand and darted up the stairs, the locked door is what stopped him. He frantically checked every one of his pockets and eventually found the key. Applying it to the lock he wasted no time in flinging the door open to reveal…

Nothing.

Everything had been left in the same place since yesterday when they went out together shopping. Zeruel scoured the room a few times before sighing. It was obvious Zeke hadn’t come home, which made him worry all the more. He threw the keys onto the sofa and stumbled into his room, leafing through the draws of clothes and throwing them carelessly out. When he came across the bandages he kept inside the draw he wrapped them around the gaping and bleeding hole. Already they were beginning to stain. He also applied the bandages to his arms where they had been burnt from the rain. He couldn’t put them over the burns on his face so he would have to live with them for now. Zeruel threw on some clean clothes and carried the bloody shirt Kia had used for a bandage. He didn’t bother cleaning up the mess of clothes thrown out from his draw. “Here…” he held out the bloody rag to Kia, not able to look at her in the eyes, instead his gaze transfixed on the floor.

"Zeruel." Kia took the rag but let it fall to the floor and she brought Zeurel into a gentle hug, which he was a little surprised at. After a few seconds he wrapped his arms around her and smiled. "Zeke's going to be okay... And don't listen to Kouta I was a fool to ever trust him." Zeruel wanted to believe her, but he couldn’t help but worry about his friend. He didn’t blame Kia for Kouta’s lies, he had been a good friend to both of them. Zeruel just couldn’t understand why he would say such a thing, unless he was jealous of Zeke…the fact he had been friends with Zeruel for so long and he even got on well with Kia, despite the short time they had known each other for. Almost as soon as the warmth from Kia’s body set in, she pulled away, Zeruel wanting himself to feel that warmth again. His eyes fixated on the bloody rag she had dropped to the floor. He wondered if he should pick it up, but it was obvious she didn’t care for it.

Zeruel‘s attention was brought back to Kia when he heard her hum. She took out a beer from the cupboard, Zeruel should have protested but he couldn‘t help but smile at the fond memory. "What are the chances Zekes out getting screwed?" she murmured and pulled Zeruel onto the sofa, bringing her feet up and rested her head on his shoulder. She took another swig of the beer and looked towards the door, Zeruel followed her eye movement and hoping that it would open and Zeke or even Kouta would come through it. Knowing that he wouldn’t be around for long he just wanted to see them both once more. "Zeruel...We can't just wait around for Zeke to show up. We shouldn't waste our time... He's not a kid and even if he was he isn't our kid so…We wouldn’t need to be worried.” There was a pause whilst both of them ran the words back through their heads. Zeruel slightly confused by what Kia was saying. Our kid…? he was trying to think back in case he had done anything to Kia to make her say something like that. He couldn’t remember anything. Last night…? he couldn’t remember anything which happened the night before, but then the words of Kia echoed inside his head. “Zereul... Did you mean... what you said... about...”

His thoughts were broken by her voice coming again in protest to what she had just said. "Thats not what I meant," Zeruel looked towards her blushing face then at the bottle of beer now on the coffee table. He sighed quietly out of relief, he at least wanted to remember it if something like that had happened. She ran a hand through his unruly hair and curled up close to him. "What would you like to do today? I promise I'll do anything for you right now." He felt comfortable around her and brought his face close to hers, staring into her bright green and full-of-life eyes, with his own dull blue and lifeless ones. His lips parted slightly as he just wanted to kiss her, but he stopped himself, knowing that she probably wouldn’t like it. Stupid Zeruel, why would she be interested in someone as pathetic as you? She wants a man who can protect her, not a dying child… he turned his head away from hers and switched on the TV, showing a news report. It was the only thing which was ever on TV now;

"Last night another mass slaughtering occurred just outside Washington Square park. The victims have yet to be identified. Police are cautioning civilians to stay inside at night. Suspects have yet to be-"

Zeruel quickly switched it off, not wanting to be thinking about the many people he couldn’t save. He threw the remote onto the ground near the TV and stood up. He looked towards the door once again hoping that Zeke would come through it. What if he had been one of the people in that… Zeruel ceased the thoughts and shook his head, looking back towards Kia. “Want to go for a walk…?” he asked nervously, scratching the back of his neck. In a way he was just using it as an excuse to find Zeke. He hadn’t waited for an answer before grabbing her hand and forcing her to stand. He smiled nervously at her not wanting to waste another second before pulling her into a kiss, his eyes closed as he enjoyed it for a few moments. Suddenly his eyes snapped open and he pulled away a little shocked as to why he did it. “Sorry…” he mumbled, turning away from her, licking his lips and savouring the taste of Kia. Perhaps it might have been his only chance to.

He pulled her out of the apartment, not even bothering to lock it. He didn’t care, even if it got broken into. They could take Zeruel’s things. (Not that there was many) He wouldn’t need them after a few days. He let go of her hand when they were outside and walked down the streets, he didn’t feel like holding her hand, not after what he had just done to her. She probably wanted to be as far away from him as possible now. Stupid stupid Zeruel! he mentally cursed himself, hitting his forehead a few times with his hand.

“Zeruel!” He heard Kia call from behind him, she sounded like she had stopped moving and wasn’t actually following him. He heard her footsteps and was sharply turned to face her, locking his blue eyes with her green ones. She had beautiful eyes, at least Zeruel always thought so. He’d never tell her though, too embarrassed by her reaction. “I’m so sorry...” she sighed and Zeruel tilted his head slightly in confusion. What is she- his train of thoughts were broken as he was pulled into a deep kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck. He was a little shocked to begin with but smiled through the kiss and returned it with the passion and feelings he felt for her. He enjoyed every last moment of the contact between their lips, treasuring the very thought of having his feelings returned. Because after all…she did like him in that way right? Why else would she kiss him? Maybe it was just to make him feel better…but that didn’t matter, she seemed to want to.

After a while, when both of them started to need to breath, Kia pulled herself away and Zeruel stared into her eyes with a neutral expression as if the poor boy was dazed and it had all been a dream. She blushed furiously and looked towards the ground. It was obvious she was embarrassed and Zeruel staring silently didn’t help. “A walk? Right?” The words brought Zeruel back to reality and he blinked a few times before smiling at her. He reached out for her face, bringing it up to lock eyes again. “Thank you…” he whispered then kissed her lightly on the forehead. His hand dropped down and searched for Kia’s until they both locked hands. A walk seemed like a nice thing to do right now, just the two of them. Zeruel hoped that the kiss wouldn’t make things awkward between them. If it did then that would ruin everything.

He turned to face away from her and began walking at a slow but steady pace, holding Kia’s warm and soft hand in his own. He glanced back every so often to gaze upon her beautiful face, he was also checking that she would be okay walking. After all, New York’s streets were always so busy and he needed to make sure she was feeling okay. All thoughts about Zeke seemed to have been lost, the main reason why he brought her outside for the “walk” didn’t matter anymore. Even if Zeke was dead, it’s not like Zeruel could do anything about it. If he was alive, he’d want his friend to spend his last few days having fun. Not worrying over something so trivial.

Zeruel turned the corner and lead Kia into a park, it was so beautiful during the day, green grass and everyone there was happy. Kids playing on the swings which parents had to constantly run after them to make sure they didn’t get hurt. Even the morning sun made it a much nicer atmosphere for everyone and some were already getting out a morning picnic. It was a shame that at night, the parks would become the main attraction for Vampires. But at least during the day it was a good place to get away from the busy streets of the city. Zeruel pulled Kia over towards the lake and sat down near it, pulling her to sit down as well. He stared down at the water, looking at his seared face in his reflection. Normally he wouldn’t dare go anywhere near water, but he could afford to be careless. After all…if he didn’t kill a Vampire tonight he might not get another chance.

Zeruel laid back against the grass, staring up as the white fluffy clouds gently floated by, contrasting against the pale blue sky. It was beautiful and warm. There was hardly any hints of the storm which had been the night before. Kia rested her head on his chest and he smiled when she did so, just missing the wound in the lower part. He closed his eyes and allowed the feeling take him over, not even caring about anything else in the world. He was happy, happy that he could spend this time with Kia. Because that was all he wanted right now, was to spend time with the one girl he had ever loved. Every other girl he met only thought they loved him and Zeruel could never love them back. But Kia…she was different, she cared for Zeruel for the person he was, not what he looked like or the pathetic creature he had now become.

“Zeruel.” her voice was soft and it seemed to float on the air until it came to Zeruel. He liked it when she said his name, well his Angel name. Erasing all of his past life wasn’t easy, but he had managed to do so. He wondered if she knew that his real name wasn’t really Zeruel. Then again, it didn’t seem like a real name. Merely a made up one to hide his true identity. He didn’t look to her, just kept his eyes closed and felt the warmth of the morning breeze on his scarred face. Not that it mattered to him anymore.

“I... love you too.” he heard Kia murmur and his eyes opened and he turned to face her. She was looking back at him whilst he was trying to understand why she was saying these things. Though he was over-joyed to accept the kind words from her. It made him feel so much happier. Though he couldn’t remember when he told her that he loved her. It was obvious he did, since she said; I love you too. “I would have told you last night... But I was preoccupied.” Last night, that must have been when he told her his feelings. Zeruel only wished he could remember what happened the previous night, he remembered trying to kill a Vampire but instead received the nasty wound, then passed out in a bar. Apart from that, everything else was a blur. He cursed himself mentally for not being able to remember, but he nodded and smiled in return.

She had buried herself inside his chest again and he sat up slightly, watching a few kids playing on the other side of the lake. It made him more happier that he could share the happy sights with Kia. It also made him want to cry, trying to push the thoughts away of the life they could have had together. They could have been the annoyed parents constantly having to run after the kids in order to stop them from doing stupid things. A few small tears ran down his face but a burning sensation was inside of him rather than from the tears. He wanted to live. He wanted to have a life with Kia, even if it took a few more years to get there. He couldn’t leave her, not on her own. He was determined to do everything he could to live now, all he had to do was kill a Vampire after all. He wasn’t about to accept death so easily.

He wiped the tears from his eyes, allowing the salty water of them to burn his hands. Nothing mattered anymore. Of course it hurt, it would always hurt. But it didn’t hurt as much as if he would leave Kia. It was something he just couldn’t bring himself to do now. Kia looked at him once again and began tracing the burnt streaks on his face. “I don’t care. I don’t care that these burns mark your face...” He smiled at her kind words, it must have been obvious that he was self-conscious about them. Even though he had tried so hard to hide the shame about them. “They show me that you’re not just empty inside.” He nodded lightly to her, sitting up fully and bringing her into a tight hug. It hurt his wound a little, but that didn’t matter. “Kia…” he said softly, whispering the word into her ear. He kept running the idea and his next words over in his head a few times. Wondering if it was the right thing to say. “You can’t love me.” though he decided to say it, no matter how much it hurt him. “You deserve someone you can have a life with.” No matter how hard he would try, he knew he would die. Much too weak to kill a Vampire and the last thing he wanted to see was Kia hurt by his unavoidable death.

He let her go and began to stand up, his heart ached to say the words, but he knew it would hurt more if he allowed her to care for him. He just couldn’t bare to see her tearful face and do nothing about it. At least if he pushed her away now, she wouldn’t care when he died. He looked down at her once again and fought back the tears in his eyes. “Thank you, for everything.” Kneeling down he kissed her forehead then left without saying another word. Half of him hoped that she would follow, but the other half hoped she didn’t. Caught between mixed feelings, but all of them cared for Kia and only wanted what was best for her. It was her choice at the end of the day, but he had to make it obvious that she couldn’t have the life she wanted with him.

“I’m not something you can toss around and pick up when you want!” Kia shouted in protest towards Zeruel's back. He couldn't help but smirk at her defiance, it had shown at she really did care. Though her words just showed anger, but Zeruel managed to take them as she didn't want him to leave. Though it may not have been the right thoughts, he was happy, happy that she didn't just let him leave. “You can’t break me and use me as you fucking please!” He could hear the aggressive tone her voice was smothered in, it was rare for he. Zeruel didn't know she had it in here. He smiled more and came to a halt, but kept his back towards the angry Kia. “You know Zeruel... I didn’t want to tell you how I felt cause everything guys is the same. Pathetic and... incapable.” His smile was easily wiped off of his face as he looked at her over his shoulder. Kicking the ground and looking away, mumbling something to herself which Zeruel couldn't hear from the distance between them. He walked forward to her, closing the gap between them until he stood over her, looking down at the mess of hair covering her face.

“Please. Just... give me what you’re not saying.” his head titled sideways as he didn't really understand what she was saying, but her fist unclenched and her hand slipped into his. He allowed her too, gripping her hand tightly in his own and enjoying the touch of her soft hands intertwined with his. He could see the tears dripping down her face, falling to the freshly cut grass of the park below. Seeing Kia cry, that's what he wanted to avoid. “Because... even if you tell me you hate me with a fiery passion and never want to see my face again. I will still care... nothing can change how I feel. Why are you so scared we can’t be together?” A long and pained sigh escaped Zeruel's parted lips, his grip on her hand loosening only slightly. He quickly changed his expression, painting a smile on his pleased face. "I don't hate you Kia..." he whispered to her, leaning in to rest his head against her own. "It's just. Could you ever love a dying man?" he backed away from her but continued to hold her hand, their arms outstretched only linked by the touch of their hands. "I don't have much time left, but...will you spend it with me?"

Kia sighed and flung her arms around Zeruel, he smiled know that Kia wouldn't leave him now. He felt relieved that she loved him even though he was dying, but that didn't matter to him anymore. He wasn't afraid of death, not if Kia was going to spend his last few days with him. He compelled, wrapping his own arms around her and bringing her close, his head leaning on her shoulder. “Do... I want to know how long?” Zeruel's eyes widened at the statement, he wondered himself how long they had, but he smiled weakly and just stayed quiet. She probably didn't want to know anyway. Not that he knew himself. But it wasn't long. Maybe a few days? A week at most. Then of course...Zeruel could always kill a Vampire, then he would be able to stay with Kia. That option seemed to of left his mind though, he was accepting his death and was almost pleased about it. Being stuck on earth this long, he would be happy to actually die. Perhaps see his family again, not his friends though. They probably burnt in hell due to that damned Vampire.

“Because either way... Dead or Alive. I won’t forget you.... and I won’t ... stop... feeling so helplessly in love... cause... Im an idiot, a complete fool.” Kia said to him, the smile coming back to Zeruel's face. "You're not-" he stopped suddenly, crying out in pain. He hadn't noticed the sun going down and it just hit him like being stabbed a million times in the same place. His heart. Zeruel's grip tightened on Kia and his head was thrown back in a scream up to the heavens. Again the four small fangs grew, this time much larger than before. The blue around Zeruel's eyes cracking onto his face, the burns all over his body disappeared but glowing blue marks covered his body similar to tattoos. Starting from the shading around his eyes and spreading down his face in asymmetrical and intricate designs, twirling around his bare arms and eventually stopping when it came to his hands. The screaming ceased and Zeruel fell limp, his legs giving way as he fell to the floor. His eyes were closed and the blue marks stopped glowing, just leaving them in the same blue around his eyes.

Zeruel felt his head being lifted up by someone, probably Kia. Who else would it be? He couldn't find the strength to open his eyes at the moment. All of his strength had be drained away with the transformation. Kia's thumb ran along Zeruel's longer and probably much more sharper teeth. Zeruel was almost tempted to bite down on the strange feeling in his mouth, but he didn't want to hurt Kia. He would never want to hurt her. Her hand then moved to trace a pattern along his body, it confused him slightly as to what she was tracing. The touch was soft but in random motions. "Zeruel..." she pulled away from him and he slowly found the strength to open his eyes and look at her. They were completely blue now, the whites of them and the black had completely disappeared, making it hard for anyone to tell what he was looking at. As well as the blank stare from them. "Are...a-a-re you okay?" Kia looked up to the sky and let out a sigh, Zeruel titled his head to the side watching her. He then noticed blue out of the corner of his eye, looking down at his hands where the blue marks could be seen. If it was possible, he would have shown a shocked stare, wondering what the hell was on his hands, in a way he felt like he was dreaming.

"Is there anything you want? Anything I can do?" Kia ruffled his hair and stood up, extending an arm out to help him up. "I'm a monster..." Zeruel mumbled to himself, he hadn't even noticed the change in his eyes or the fangs, he was purely going on the markings on his hands. He put a hand to his face to cover it, peering out between fingers up at Kia. "I'm a monster." he repeated the phrase, this time much louder than before. Suddenly he bit down on his own hand, causing two very large and deep puncture marks. Blood was seen dripping from both his mouth and the two holes in his hands. It hurt. Of course it hurt. But Zeruel didn't seem to show any pain. He took the hand away from his mouth and stared down at the large punctures gushing blood. "Why me...?" his voice was pained and words were taken between small and ragged breaths. He hated the way he was now and cursed God for doing this to him. Making Kia suffer too, anyone who was near Zeruel would suffer. This is why he should have stayed away from them. It was their fault. Their fault that he felt so pathetic and weak. He didn't like the emotions. They were just too painful to deal with right now.

Out of the corner of his eye Zeke noticed a figure standing in the darkness of the alleyway, white hair blowing in the breeze, his fiery red orbs seemed to watch them but only for a second as he became a blur. The next thing Zeke saw was the appearance of the same figure behind the Angel, twising his shoulder backwards and getting him to kneel on the floor in pain. "Two against one? You filth have no honor!" The Angel screamed out into the face of the other. Ironic really, since it was only a few days ago Zeke had been faced with two Angels. No honor... Zeke chuckled out loud, looking up at the stars in the sky for a moment in thought. It was obvious the other figure was a Vampire, the darkness surrounded his aura, engulfing his very soul. There was no mistaking it, he was a Vampire. But why on earth was he helping someone like Zeke? Just a regular, new Vampire. Heck he didn't even have a proper weapon. Not that Zeke complained, his dagger allowed him to create art. "Honor's overrated if it gets you killed." This time the words came from the Vampire. Cold and dead, emotionless in a way but filled with malicious intent and pure evil dripping from every syllable. But why? Zeke wondered once again. He couldn't help but smile up at the sky.

The smell of burning filled the air, shortly followed by piercing scream emitting from the Angel. Of course it wouldn't be from that Vampire. Zeke laughed out loud over the screaming of the pitiful Angel. But he didn't feel sorry for the creature, Zeke wanted nothing more than the wingless savior to burn in the very flames of hell. Zeke wanted to watch now, watch as the Angel ran away in search for water or some form of salvation. His eyes locked onto, not the Angel, but the Vampire, who calmly proceeded towards Zeke. Their eyes locked, Zeke's dull grey ones meeting with Alec's fiery orbs. It was like looking into the very depths of hell itself. None said a word and just stared into each other's eyes. A smirk crawled across the demon's face and a hand was extended forward. Zeke broke eye contact to look at the hand, the Vampire's skin was a dull grey colour, all life completely drained from it. As if the creature was a walking corpse. A smile appeared on Zeke's own face as he connected his hand with Alec's and helped himself up.

He nodded to Alec for a moment, holding up his index finger to silence any more speaking. "There's just something I need to do," he turned away from Alec and bent down, picking up the very spear which had caused him a few deep wounds. Like a javlin he held it in his hands, pointing it up towards the sky, his eyes fixated on the fleeing, burning Angel. One of his feet stepped back and the spear was positioned, his free hand raised to line it up with the Angel. He ran forward a few steps, releasing the spear. It flew through the air and came down upon the Angel like rain, hitting him straight through the head and continuing its course downwards until it reached the floor. Zeke giggled as the Angel toppled over, his burning body now lying limp on the sidewalk. He then turned back to face Alec, his face taking on a serious expression and his hands clasping together. "Now I know you didn't save me for no reason," Zeke's eyes narrowed in a slight suspicion but also curiosity as a smile spread across his face. "So what is it you want?"

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“Zeruel. Listen... You aren’t a monster.” Kia's soft voice came, her head shaking furiously. Zeruel didn't look at her, he couldn't. He was too engulfed in the size of the puncture marks. I'm a monster...a true monster... he thought to himself, continuing his blank stare and silent state. He merely blinked when Kia took his hand, it hurt, but at the same time it didn't. It should have hurt but Zeruel seemed incapable of showing any pain. He slowly looked to her, his blank and lifeless eyes stared into her green orbs. “Come on don’t dwell on it.” She sighed and brought him into a hug, though Zeruel just continued to stare forward, not able to feel the warmth of her was the worst part about it. Though her shivers were easy to detect and his arms raised to return the hug. “Imma say it now. While you still have some form of speech left.” She pulled away slightly to look into his eyes, seemingly getting lost in them for they were just blue pools, no where remained anymore. “Zeruel, I will always love and remember you and just incase I’m not there for you when die. I hope you have a nice after life.” He blinked once again and raised his other hand to brush some loose strands from her face. He wasn't scared of dying. He had gone through it before, even come back. But what he was scared of was what would happen when he actually died this time. Not of a natural cause and when would he? When would he know when it was going to happen? Would God get another Angel to kill him? What would actually happen...“Come on whats the worse that could happen?”

Zeruel smiled with her, and brought her again into a tight hug, he was going to cry but all that came out were sobs. No tears. “Zeruel.” He loved her soft voice, the fact that she cared even when he couldn't seem to show that he did. Of course he did, he just wanted her to be happy and to live on. He felt her try and pull her hand away but the blood had seemed to dry them together, so she gave up and just clasped it tighter. He returned the gesture and squeezed her hand, showing her that he did have strength left. "Kia," he whispered to her, "Promise me that when i'm gone you'll live on," he took a few short gasps of air as if he was crying once again. "Promise me!" he clung to her more and said the words in desperation.

Zeke kept his eyes locked onto those fiery orbs which belonged to Alec, another aura was coming near now, it caused Zeke to tense only slightly, wondering whether or not it was another Angel. Not that Angels would be a problem, not with two Vampires around. Especially the way in which the other one handled the last Angel. That pathetic wingless creature, burnt to death in flames from hell on earth, of course they could send it to hell to make it suffer more. But now wasn't really the time to go and draw the symbol in the creature's blood. "Ohhhh, Aaaleec," it was a female voice, chanting a name, which Zeke guessed it belonged to the other Vampire. He thought this because she seemed to know him as she turned he corner. "Huh. General party admission?" the female, most likely a Vampire joked, placing a cigarette between her lips. Zeke watched her for a moment before his attention returning to Alec, who didn't seem to even really acknowledge the girl.

“Of course not.” The other Vampire, Alec said in simple answer to the first of Zeke’s questions. “Saving you was not a matter of what I wanted, but of something I need.” Zeke was slightly confused at the Vampire's words, but he would have to wait to ask questions as he turned to face the female. “And I cannot ask anything from you, your fate is uncertain. I don’t think you will be there when the time comes.” This made Zeke even more confused, by the way the Vampire said it, it sounded like something rather important was going to happen. Alec turned back to face Zeke, “My name is not important, my young Brother. But my purpose is. Like you, I am a tool to our dread Father, an instrument of His will. A particularly effective tool. Countless souls have been sent to Him bearing my mark.” Zeke was scanning the words to find any hint of the Vampire being arrogant or pride. However he found none. The Vampire was serious about it all and his voice showed that he was not lying, nor did he really care.

“As with all things though, I will meet my end.” He paused, Zeke had the moment to think for a minute about what the Vampire was going on about. The end of him, but what had that got to do with Zeke? “But Father wants me to come back to him. There will be no solace in my end,” Zeke managed to realize what Alec wanted him to do, send him back to hell when he died. “Hell, is where I shall return. You are to make it so, child.” Alec said definitively, Zeke didn't really react to being called Child, despite the fact he wasn't that young, becoming an adult. He was a child compared to Alec, not in human years but in Vampire years and skills too. “You will follow me from this night on,” Zeke smiled faintly, to him the whole thing sounded rather exciting, the fact he had been chosen by Father to complete this mission. He wouldn't fail it. “You will remain hidden, from the eyes of our enemies, as well as mine. And when I fall,” The other Vampire smiled finally, his eyes seemingly evoking a fire inside of them. “You will ensure that my blood be made into the fashion of our Father’s mark, and you will send me to the place where my soul rightly belongs.”

Zeke's smile grew as he noticed the excitement the other Vampire showed. Of course he was a little annoyed at the fact he had to stay out of sight, it would mean that whatever was going to happen, he wouldn't get to be a part of it. But he wouldn't fail the mission. “Should you fail, child, our Father will strike you down, and you will descend into the pits from whence our kind comes, and you will burn.” Alec’s face had become serious again, his words confirming Zeke's theory of what was to happen if he failed. “Are we clear, child?” Zeke nodded to him, even in the darkness his agreement was clearly shown and his smile only proved that, “Good, then follow me, and after this night, stay out of all sight, including mine.” Zeke nodded once again, taking a few steps towards Alec as he began walking away. He had halted near the female Vampire, Zeke also halted, stopping a fair distance away from them both. Alec gave her a single fast look before speaking, “If you survive, I may never see you again. In which case, goodbye.” Alec said without a hint of emotion, regret, or hesitation. It confused Zeke only slightly, if they were mates when why did he not show any feeling for her. But emotions just made Vampires weak. “If you do not, then I will see you in Hell.”

Alec didn't wait for an answer from the female before continuing off, Zeke following close behind him. They began walking down the streets, the sirens blaring out from behind them. The streets looked familiar to Zeke, New York was a huge city, but this particular part Zeke knew all to well. As they walked, Zeke could feel two rather strong auras, not strong with strength, but rather, with emotions. Angels most likely. Suddenly it dawned on Zeke who it was, Kia and Zeruel, they were in the apartment, his apartment. It was obvious that Alec wanted to check them out, the strength of them was not to be ignored. Zeke actually wondered what was going on with Kia and Zeruel, if it was those two. There was also the option of Kouta. Him and Kia...no, the emotions were far too strong for their relationship. It had to be Zeruel and Kia. Him and Alec came to the apartment block before heading up the stairs and coming to Zeke's door. 29 was his apartment number, on the third floor too. Only one floor was above them. Zeke was about to protest to Alec about coming here when he opened the door, revealing Zeruel lying on the floor with Kia crouching over him. She had her back to both Alec and Zeke and Zeruel didn't look in any state to speak out.

He looked so much different, the pure blue eyes were like endless pools. The blue markings covering his body in every inch possible, Zeke even noticed the four fangs protruding from his mouth. A sorry sight indeed to see Zeke's old friend like this, he almost couldn't bare to watch, still having slight feelings for the enemy Angel. But he was an enemy and Zeke had to remember that, him showing up with Alec said everything Zeruel needed to know. At least he didn't have to find out the hard way. About Zeke being a Vampire that is. Zeruel's eyes widened at the sight of seeing Alec, the same Vampire who he had fought before and standing next to him...Zeke. Finally Zeruel counted the auras around him, one, Kia, two, the Vampire, three...what was three? It then dawned on Zeruel, the third aura belonged to Zeke. He wasn't an Angel, no Angel would be near that white-haired demon. Zeke was a Vampire...

Zeruel looked to Kia, opening his mouth as if to warn her, but nothing came out. The heat from the sun began to sweep away the cold night as the dawn came upon the world, with it bringing hope. But no hope for Zeruel. The marks on his skin began to vanish, but in their places were wounds, corresponding with the pattern from before. Blood began to pour out of the helpless Zeruel, even around his eyes it bled, making it look like he was crying bloody tears. Which he probably was, unable to fight against his fate and spend more time to with Kia. He felt betrayed more than anything, sure he would miss Kia so much so, but Zeke his only friend he ever had was a Vampire and was hanging around with the same demon Zeruel blamed for the seal on his fate. If only he was able to kill him that night, then Zeruel wouldn't be suffering right now. He would still be able to be with Kia, maybe even be with Zeke as a human. It wouldn't surprise him if Alec was the one who turned Zeke into the very creature he was.

So much blood, it looked like a work of art in a sense, creating the illusion of tattoos over Zeruel's body. However the pool of blood he was lying in told a different story. It just wouldn't stop. But that wasn't what would kill Zeruel. It was the sun. Through the window the sun had now risen enough, a shard of light crawling through it and landing on Zeruel. "Goodbye Kia," Zeruel took her hand and smiled to her. Managing to whisper softly to her beautiful face, taking in every detail of it, she was most likely crying but Zeruel couldn't wipe away her tears. He would only cause her to cry more, but there was nothing he could do about it. Within a few seconds of the light being on him, the bleeding stopped, drying the marks onto his skin into a crimson red. It almost seemed like it was all over, but moments later he turned to dust, falling to a pile on the floor. The window suddenly swung open and the dust was carried out on the morning breeze. On God's hand. Even the blood which had formed under him had disappeared. Zeruel disappearing without a single trace.

Zeke looked away for a moment then looked towards Alec, in a way to get him to leave. It was Zeke's apartment after all. "Think you can just drop me off?
I'm trying to help you. That bitch....Well we both will fight her eventually. Why not together? Better odds..." the voice of the female Vampire came again and Zeke sighed irritably, closing the door to his apartment so Kia wouldn't hear them. Zeke's eyes had changed to normal now as with the sunrise, however the glared towards the female Vampire, standing firmly on the spot next to Alec at the top of the stairs. "I think you both need to leave now," he mumbled, loud enough and almost confident enough to scare them. Not that it would, of course it wouldn't, but it would certainly put off a human.