• SIDE STORY 5 PART 1 - DAMN NEAR IMPOSSIBLE

    It's always hard to back down from something you're forced to do. It's for the better, but it's painful to escape.

    .:{{Kai's Perspective}}:.

    "Don't forget your objective, Uketomeru," a sinister voice seethed.

    I sighed, "Yeah,"

    The air was humid and thermal in the docile June night. Traffic was light and witnesses were unseen in the late hours. What a busy night; the night I'm sentenced to murder. The Kurabashi Exorcists were powerful, much to potent to carry on much longer. It was their night to be terminated by me and a few other Vampires. After receiving news their daughter Aya passed away six months ago lifted a small weight off of my shoulders. They had no child, so what would be the dilemma with killing them?

    Their training in the Necromantic Hunter Society was becoming too much. They were killing us off easily, dropping us like flies. Their abilities were potent and it needed to be stopped. Exorcising us is as formidable as actually being executed by a hunter. They're the ones who steal all of our energy away so we're rendered useless, much like a human. It actually stunned me that they didn't use their daughter's blood to kill us off even easier. Their daughter's blood was able to kill any creature at the smallest sip. It was so agitating, however, because it's been told her blood was unbelievably delicious.

    "Uketomeru, go check on the girl," he spoke again.

    "What?" I turned to him. "They have no child."

    "The girl that died six months ago was a twin," he glared at me. "The other twin is still alive. Go check on her."

    The girl was a twin? There was another? I was never notified that the Kurabashis had twin daughters. I only was knowledgeable of Aya, the one who just perished. I was nudged towards the house where only a couple of other Vampires entered and I figured I was to persecute the girl by the acute scent of her blood. It was incredibly delectable and my thirst inclined.

    I glided down the hallway and immediately knew which room she was sleeping in, although both bedroom doors were closed. My hand hesitantly turned the doorknob to the last child's room and I entered with caution. The lightning from the brewing storm outside was the only light flashing throughout the room. My eyes adjusted to the dark quickly and I scanned the room for any signs of life. I rounded the foot of the bed and froze in my tracks after another flash of lightning donned upon the complexion of the twin. It was true; there was one more girl. The Kurabashi Exorcists still had a daughter...

    "She's asleep?"

    I only nodded absently, "Yeah,"

    My eyes never ripped off of her; she was so young and...beautiful. Her sleep seemed disturbed at her recent loss of her other half. She was on the brink of losing her parents...and I was the one who was to carry out that deed. I was peering at the young girl whose parents I would assassinate with my own hands. Their blood was going to stain my talons and the memory would scar her. I was a Vampire, I was supposed to be mankind's worst creature; I could never do such a thing to such a young girl.

    "Uketomeru," one of the Vampires called to me. "It's time."

    My heart wrench after taking in one last look of the girl. She was curled up in a little ball under her covers and her reddish brown hair was sprinkled over her face. I glided out of the room with guilt sticking close. Walking across the hall and into the parents' room, the regret was corroding me from the inside. As I was standing over their sleeping and unaware bodies, the want to stop was increasing severely. The girl's face kept flashing into my mind and the thought of her with nothing left in the world brought back memories of my first years as a Vampire; I had lost everything. I couldn't allow her to suffer such horrors.

    "I...I can't," I refused in a whisper.

    "What?" one of the three other Vampires hissed.

    "I can't...I can't kill them,"

    Without another word, one of the Vampires burrowed his talons into my left bicep and drug me out of the bedroom and out of the house. As soon as he turned around, his fist met my cheek and my jaw popped. I only stood my ground and regret wasn't finding its way to me after I backed out.

    "Man yourself up, Uketomeru," he hissed. "Those two are what's killing all of us off."

    "It was the girl," I looked away. "It was when I glimpsed at the last girl that my mind altered."

    "And you call yourself a Vampire," he hissed again. "Wait until Hisao hears about this."

    As soon as he finished his sentence, a blood-curdling shriek echoed throughout the house and the other Vampires immediately fled the home to prevent being seen. They all took their turns cursing me for not fulfilling my duty. If they were put into my position, they would have felt no remorse; I was pitying the girl for the loss of her sister and she just lost her parents.

    "Head over to Hisao," one of the Vampires ordered me. "Immediately."

    And they took off into the night. I stood firmly at the end of the driveway of the now haunted house and finally caught my breath after the shriek of the last remaining daughter penetrated the night. She was constantly calling out for her parents but it was much too late; they were gone. It would have been such a burden for me to carry and it was damn near impossible to back down.

    I quickly made my way off of the property before any witnesses would wake, leaving the girl to deal with her perished parents on her own.

    ~*~*~*~*~*~

    "I was told to see you, Hisao," I mumbled as I entered the abandoned prison.

    "Ah, yes," Hisao confirmed with his back towards me. "The failure."

    "Yeah,"

    "Care to explain what happened at the Kurabashi residence?" he glanced at me over his shoulder.

    I sighed, "I don't know, I just..." I pursed my lips together. "I just backed out."

    "You pitied the b***h!" one Vampire vociferated.

    Before any other actions were confirmed, the Vampire--Minoru--pressed the barrel of his pistol against my throat and he fired. I only groaned and dropped to my knees with my hand cupped over my throat. My blood drained heavily from the open wound and the shot disabled my voice box momentarily. I coughed and blood spewed from my mouth and onto the damp stone ground. Minoru depressed the barrel of his gun against my head and his finger twitched several times, aching to pull the trigger.

    "You're bequeathing Vampires a bad name," Hisao turned around.

    "I apologize," I mumbled obediently through the pain of my throat wound.

    "An apology isn't good enough," he hissed. "It's a sin for Vampires to pity."

    "Then send...me to Hell..." I smirked.

    "It was due to the lack of pity that I was capable of devouring the last filly with the special blood," Hisao looked down at me. "I have a much better job for you. Rise."

    I had almost forgotten; Hisao is immortal because he sucked the last girl dry. I rose to my feet obediently and groaned silently at the pain of the healing bullet wound to my throat. Following Hisao, Minoru's gun was still depressed against my head. He would love nothing more than to pull the trigger and send a bullet through my head.

    "Now that you're aware of the second child, perhaps you should have her for yourself," Hisao glanced back at me, "since you seemed to have pitied her so much."

    They were harassing the fact that I experienced pity, "I told you I apologized," the bullet wound finally healed halfway and I could speak normally.

    "Are you aware of her blood?" Hisao interrogated while combing through a display of knives.

    I paused, "No. I only know of the dead child's."

    He released a deep-throated chuckle and favored a knife, "The last remaining child is Arisa; her blood is prohibitively valuable."

    "And?"

    "She's the reincarnation of the child I devoured two hundred fifty-eight years ago," he glanced back at me. "Her blood hold the immortality."

    I paused, shocked, "They both had special blood?"

    "Your wrist," Hisao held out his hand, dodging my question.

    I obediently lifted my wrist for him to grapple it. With the cuspidate knife in hand, he drug the tip over my wrist. He carved a form of a tribal mark on the underside of my left wrist. The blood hardly seeped out and I felt nothing of what he was doing. I was curious, however, as to what it meant.

    "Perhaps it is rude of me to not tell you what this is for," Hisao mumbled. "However, I can't have you refusing your orders before you receive them."

    "That's a bit unfair, isn't it?" I mumbled as well.

    He seemed to have finished carving into his wrist before he plunged the knife through my wrist. He smirked, "Nothing is fair in this world, especially in the world of Vampires," he pulled the knife out and tossed it to Minoru. "It must be a burden to have once been human."

    He was correct; I was feeling pity for the Arisa girl because I was once human. The other Vampires I was associated with were all born as Vampires. I glanced down at the carving on my wrist that was already halfway healed, "What does this mean?"

    "It's a contract," Hisao turned his back to me while swabbing my blood off of his hands.

    "What does it do?" the anger was gradually building up.

    "You are aware Minoru and his cousin Kaiba are my most loyal followers, right?" he turned back to me.

    I noted Minoru's smug grin from the corner of my eye, "Yes,"

    "I'm rewarding them with Miss Kurabashi's blood," he tossed the bloody towel onto a table, "and you're the one bringing her to them."

    A growl tore through my chest and Minoru's hand grappled onto my bicep, "What?"

    Hisao only stared at me with a greedy smirk plastered onto his face. Minoru and Kaiba were going to become immortal...by devouring the girl?