Xander's Blood

[President Rufus Shinra]

Xander’s Blood

By Cyrus

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It was a very early, very cold Sunday morning. The small city of Crescendo remained in its peaceful sleep, with few travelers passing by. Only being around four AM, it was still very dark – for in the winter it was almost always dark. For the creatures of the night, this was a major benefit.

But on the outskirts of Crescendo – where most of the residents dare not go – there was an old abandoned subway station which ran circuits beneath the city. The station was long forgotten, after many unusual and unexplainable attacks happened there. What few that had survived those horrifying myths, are now either dead from age or refuse to speak of the terrors they witnessed. The rumor was that vampires one day paraded upon the unsuspected city-folk and claimed the subway as their turf. Any who approach the wrong square, were immediately attacked and devoured. But it was only a rumor... Most of today’s people figured it to be a hoax to cover up a mass murder, or rather, murderer. But even so, none dared venture near the old location... It was considered far too dangerous and risky.

But within the deep of these derelict catacombs, two figures walked. Two brave older teenage girls, who were wandering about and giggling at their silly idea to come down in such a place. They were dared to venture here to see if the rumors had been true. So far, nothing was coming up.

“This place is boring,” the black-haired teen snorted, pushing her heavy raven locks over her shoulder. “It’s nothing but old rusty junk and in-grown vegetation. Can we go now, Miago?”

Miago, the blonde female linking arms with her, smiled widely and shook her head. “No away Ayafer! This place is way cool! ‘sides I wanna see a vampire!” she giggled at the mere thought. “Why huh, are you scared, Aya? Scared ya gunna get bitten!? Hehehe!”

Ayafer rolled her eyes at the idiotic statement. “There is no such thing as vampires, you dork.” She retorted, flicking her cheek. “Besides, it’d probably go for you first. But then it would gag and die because you taste nasty.”

“Hey! I don’t taste bad! You’re just jealous that you can’t get any of this delicacy,” Miago teased playfully, sticking out her lip and rocking her hips. The two girls laughed.

“Mmm, delicacy indeed. I haven’t spotted something such as yourself in quite a while...” came a low chuckle from the darkness. The two females gasped and flinched out of fear from the sudden unknown voice.

“What? Hey, who’s there!? Stop tryin’ to scare us it ain’t funny!” Ayafer called back angrily, instinctively protecting her friend. “C’mon, come outta there!”

Miago shivered. “Maybe it’s a vampire...” she whimpered, glancing around.

Ayafer snorted. “Nonsense, Miago! I told there there’s so such thing as—” she was cut off as a figured leapt down from the darkness only a few feet from her. She and Miago scrambled back.

“You best listen to your friend, she’s the smart one...” he chuckled darkly, raising up from the ground and approaching them. In the dim light, he was hard to make out, but once she squinted Ayafer could tell he had shoulder-length wavy black hair, decked out in black pants, a shirt, and boots, as well as a long coat. He had light skin, and his crimson eyes were gleaming through the darkness.

“Who are you...? Leave us alone!” Ayafer tried her hardest to be brave, but she was failed. Both she and Miago were stunned in fear as figure approached. He snickered once more.

“Xander... And you two lovely ladies; are mine!”

Agonizing sharp screams filled the dark halls as the vampire made his ruthless attack.


Ca-click. Ca-click.

When passerby the previous night had heard the terrifying screams from the subway entrance, they ran to report it police. Investigators, reporters, news stations, policemen and any other emergency personnel immediately flooded the scene come five AM.

Ca-click.

Danica Harschill, along with her father, the legendary investigator Peter Harschill, was on the scene. Danica currently was photographing the ceiling, where the only clue of foul play was located. Blood. Once she finished, she walked over to her father to show him the pictures.

“This is what I have, but it just doesn’t make sense. Why is there only blood on the ceiling? Isn’t blood hard to clean completely off of concrete?”

Peter shook his old head, stroking his chin as he frowned gravely. “You have a point Danny; this doesn’t make sense at all. I haven’t been able to trace any blood on the ground, either.”

Danica shook her head. Another private investigator came over, his hands in his coat pockets. He had darker skin and black braided hair covered by a bandana, and black jeans and boots. His coat covered whatever shirt he had on. “It gets worse,” he said mildly, waving one hand in the air. “No sign of the bodies, or the attacker.”

“Nothing?” Peter asked, his eyebrows furrowing. “Hmm... Well, we can at least try to get some samples of the blood on the ceiling, and find out who was killed. Can you do that Garner?”

The detective, Garner, nodded. “Yeah I can do that; I just need to get a ladder...” He mumbled a few incoherent words as he walked away, in search of a ladder.

Danica glanced down at her digital camera. “Hey dad, I’m going to walk around a bit, see if I can find anything else.” She said as she looked up to him, and he grumbled lowly.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea, they always return to the scene of the crime, you know.” He replied lowly, glancing over the rim of his glasses.

She shook her head again. “I’m not a little kid dad, I know this place is dangerous. I’ll be fine.” With a last mild hum of disagreement and concern from her father, Danica went off in search of more clues.

It wouldn’t take her long to be far from the rest of the commotion after walking down the corridors a bit. It was slightly darker back here, since all the light from the scene came from the stand up ones the news reporters had brought in. She didn’t mind it as much though; the dark was rather calm and soothing to her.

She didn’t however, deny the fact that maybe she was a little bit scared. Just a little though.

She walked around the area for a while, even jumping off the concrete rims onto the rusty old tracks below. They showed their age as they cracked, squeaked and groaned as she landed and walked about them cautiously. She took out her flashlight as it became almost completely dark, swinging it around and looking for a sign of anything to help the investigation.

She flinched and gasped when she stepped on something slick and stiff. She glanced down and noticed a bloody femur bone beneath her foot. She grimaced and stepped away, taking a picture of the gruesome sight. It still had bits of muscle and skin on it... As she examined the picture, there were more things in the corners. Glancing up, she shined her flashlight and noticed even more bones. All scattered about... The sight made her want to throw up, but she prevented it.

Looking all around in confusion, she found the severed heads and other limbs. She screamed, but just as she did, a cold hand slapped over her mouth. She froze in fear.

“Drop them,” the voice growled deeply, but Danica was too afraid to move. “I said drop them!!”

Her camera and flashlight crashed onto the steel boards. The flashlight was immediately crushed by a booted foot. “I hate light, damn it you had to wake me up! I just got to sleep after a nice meal, too...”

Danica’s eyes widened in fear. What? These bodies... He’s cannibalistic? She thought to herself, glancing towards the parts. Apparently her captor had noticed.

“Beautiful sight isn’t it? They were rather tasty. You’re the cop’s daughter aren’t you? Hmm, I wonder how you taste...” Danica shivered at the feeling of the cold tongue running along the skin of her neck. She also felt the sharp teeth and they just barely brushed her...

“Danica!” a voice called from the other side of the hall, “Danica! Where are you?”

Just as the flashlights flicked her direction, the feelings, and the being, were gone. She stood there for a moment, completely perplexed, just before falling to her knees. Her father jumped down and helped her up. He glanced back at the bodies.

“My god... No wonder you’re so pale. Good job, Danny.” He said as he helped her up onto the concrete, as the other investigators came down to look over the mess. “Are you alright? What’s the matter?”

Danica shook her head, breathing uneasily. She felt her neck, but there wasn’t anything there. “Nothing...” she muttered quietly, looking away. “Nothing at all. Thanks...”

Peter nodded slightly and held firmly onto her shoulder as he looked down at the mutilated bodies once more. “Good, then let’s get out of here. The men will handle the rest of this portion.”

Not too far off, the same figure in the inky blackness was watching them closely, arms crossed over his chest.

“Hmmeh. They’ll never find me... Heh...” He chuckled lowly to himself, turning away. He rubbed his chin a moment, and then glanced back, staring up at Danica with his sparkling devilish eyes.

“That girl... Something tells me that she isn’t ordinary. Not like the others...” He crossed his arms again, and stared down at the steel boards and black broken up concrete sternly. “I wonder... If the elder was correct in me finding a mate soon... My mate... But that’s impossible...” he paused as he continued to walk, picking up an old skull and throwing it against the wall with a muted crack. “I cannot mate. I’m for playing, not committing...”

He snorted in disgust. “But this girl is indeed different... Perhaps... No, I think I will... As they put it... investigate.” A long fang curled around his lip as he grinned mischievously to himself. “Yes, that does sound like a good idea...”

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Danica woke up from her nap around eleven AM. To much of her displeasure, she forced herself awake, getting up out of her warm sheets and stretching her arms as her feet touched the carpeted floor. She groaned as her back popped. She smiled slightly from her comfort of having being able to sleep after so long, and decided to head downstairs.

Peter was reading the newspaper at the table, with one leg crossed over the other. He didn’t even have to glance up as he flipped his page. “How did you sleep?” he asked as he scanned the pages, not looking for anything in particular. Danica sat herself in the oak-wood seat beside him, leaning against the table on her elbows. She smiled sleepily at him.

“Pretty good actually... How long was I out?” she replied groggily, as she yawned again, wiping the tears from her eyes. Peter smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

“Well, when we got back around six, you went right to sleep. I carried you upstairs, so you were out for about five hours.”

“So it’s eleven then?” she asked as she glanced over her shoulder at the clock. “Wow... I don’t remember the last time I slept so well...”

Her father continued skimming through the paper. “Yep, you were out.”

Danica laid her head on her arms, watching him. “So are they gunna call us back to scene?”

Peter glanced at her. “Well, I don’t know. Why?” he asked, setting the paper aside. “You seemed pretty stricken with what you saw there. I don’t think the job is good for you.”

Danica stood up. “No, dad! I love that job!” she objected, clenching her fists. “Don’t make me quit.”

Peter chuckled and smiled. “Well alright, but we have to wait for dispatch to call us.”

“Okay, good...” She went into the kitchen and got herself a glass, then went digging through the fridge for orange juice. After she acquired what she was after, she sat back at the table, swishing the juice around in her cup and listening to it slosh. “I wonder what happened down there.”

Her father was already looking through the newspaper again. “Some kind of sick and twisted murder, that’s what.”

“Or some cannibal issue.”

He glanced up at her. “What’re you saying?”

To avoid what she had experienced, she shook her head. “Nothing, sorry...I was just thinking.” She got up from the table and went upstairs to get dressed. Peter watched her and shook his head in dismissal, and turned the page.


School in Crescendo was rather difficult to understand, in terms of schedules anyway. For instance, since the legal age to acquire a paying job was fourteen, you could either get the day schedule or the night schedule. The day schedule went from eight AM to three PM, and the nightly shift went from five PM to midnight. This was useful for students with certain job shifts, but more often, kids chose the day classes, so nightly ones were usually small and easier to work with. Those were the kids that got the higher grades.

Along with the day and night schedules, there was also fifteen grade levels. Primary Sector consisted of first through four grades. Secondary Sector consisted of fifth through ninth grades, and of course, Tertiary Sector consisted of the remaining tenth through fifteenth. Age didn’t matter, what grade you were played in was always determined by your standardized test scores, so the higher level you were in, the smarter you technically were. All of the kids of Crescendo were required of an IQ, Psychology, and Overall Knowledge exam each and every year before school started.

Danica had just finished all three exams a few days ago. Being January, it was now the time of reckoning, or as all of the kids called it, Judging Day. Everyone would gather around the school’s central center to check their grades, and to see what grade and level they were in. Afterward they would have to report to the Logistics sector of the central, to obtain their badges, school supplies, and of course, uniforms. Everyone that came here was considered a kid – you weren’t considered an adult until the age of twenty-five, which was the oldest you could be to attend school at this location.

As everyone scrambled into the central, Danica somehow managed to get near the front. She followed the line to the receptionist, who would give you your number to find your name. She greeted familiar faces friendly as she went around, and when she finally acquired her ticket, she headed off around the circle to find where she was.

She was beginning to get fumbled and lost with all the confusion going on. One of her nearby friends guided her to a chart, which would help immensely, as all the name boards were color coded. The Primary Sector had all red-related colors; Secondary had green and Tertiary blue, except for the fifteenth level, which was black. The chart read like this:

Primary Sector
(0001-0200)
I (One) – Light Rose
II (Two) – Pink
III (Three) – Red
IV (Four) – Crimson

Secondary Sector
(0201-0400)
V (Five) – Spring
VI (Six) – Lime
VII (Seven) – Emerald
VIII (Eight) – Green
IX (Nine) – Forest

Tertiary Sector
(0401-0600)
X (Ten) – Baby Blue
XI (Eleven) – Sky
XII (Twelve) – Sapphire
XIII (Thirteen) – Blue
XIV (Fourteen) – Navy
XV (Fifteen) – Black

After she read through the chart, Danica glanced at her card. ‘0544’. “Yes!!” she shouted with excitement, jumping up and down. “I’m in the Tertiary Sector!”

“Right on!” exclaimed her friend Matt, the two of them sharing a high-five. “Me too!”

Danica had been going to school with Matt ever since they were young. Last year they had been in the eighth grade in Secondary Sector, but over the break they had studied together whenever possible, even though Danica was gone half the time due to her day-job as a CSI. Somehow though Danica always managed to have time for her best friend, and she rather enjoyed it. He had spiky black and blue hair, which opposed Danica’s regular black and red hair. They both had theirs extremely short, so that others would often confuse them as being brother-sister. They also many times wore the same clothes, consisting of loose black pants and sleeveless black shirts and arm warmers and chains and everything alike. The only difference separating Matt and Danica from being in the same line was their DNA. That didn’t however stop Matt from proudly claiming Danica as his awesome sister.

Matt jumped up and down with her. “Let’s go find our names!” the two of them ran off to find the blue-coded boards, one for 400’s, another for 500’s, and the third for 600’s. Danica and Matt both went for the 500 board and searched for their names.

“There I am!” Danica shouted excitedly as she pointed to 0544. Matt looked over, forming his mouth in an ‘ooh.’

0544 || Danica Harschill || Tertiary || XIII

“Wow.” Matt muttered, staring at it a moment longer. “Just, wow, Danica... You got thirteen! Where’s mine...”

Danica smiled. “Eee, yay, I’m so happy... Hehe. Yours is... There.”

0592 || Matt Bolled || Tertiary || XIII

“Yes!” Danica and Matt high-fived each other again. “We got the same grade again! Huzzah!”

They went about their merry way, dancing around the halls and celebrating. They didn’t care they weren’t on top, all they cared about was getting into the Tertiary level, and they had accomplished their long awaited goal. They paraded down to the Logistics sector and got in line to wait for their uniforms.

“This is awesome. We’re gunna have blue uniforms.” Matt said with a large grin, containing his over-excitement. He wiggled for a moment then calmed down again, making Danica laugh. “But it woulda been cooler if we had black uniforms.”

Danica smiled and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, but we’d have to be absolute geniuses to get those. There are two kids over there that had black uniforms... And Navy...”

“Shut up,” Matt grumbled. He glared towards the group, sticking his tongue out. “You’re making me jealous of them.”

“Don’t worry, at least we’re in the same league as them now,” she sympathized, patting him on the head as he pouted like a little kid. “Now you have something to boast about to your Secondary and Primary friends, ehh?”

Matt instantly beamed. “Hey, you’re right. Bwahahahaa, I can’t wait to shove it in their faces...” He rubbed his hands together misheviously, grinning like a mad scientist. “Ooohoho, I can’t wait...”

Danica smiled and chuckled at her friend, as he moved up and gave the receptionist his ticket. She disappeared behind the counter a moment, and while Matt waited he faked his ‘totally impatient’ act and leant against the counter, sighing heavily and rolling his eyes. Danica laughed again and glanced around while she waited too.

“Hey, who’s that?” she asked suddenly, pointing to another kid that had just walked away from the receptionist just moments ago. He had shoulder-length wavy black hair, dark clothing, and slightly tan skin...His eyes were from their viewpoint, black, and he appeared to be the age of around sixteen. “He’s also got a black uniform.”

Matt looked over boredly. “I dunno.” He said with a dramatic sigh. “But he’s probably one of those stuck up smarties.”

Danica shook her head slightly. “Nah... He’s not going to them. He’s just standing there by himself.”

“Well then, maybe he’s a lonesome prick.” He corrected. The receptionist then returned and handed a bundle of clothing with a belt and name tag and pair of boots, and he stepped away, bowing to Danica. “My lady...”

Danica smirked slightly and bopped him on the head. “Weirdo.” She handed her ticket to the receptionist.

[President Rufus Shinra]

Once Danica and Matt had both of their outfits on, they tested their comfort. Danica just stretched a bit and walked around, while Matt decided to be dumb and attempt to run around the entire center. He only made it half way before he returned, gasping heavily and seating himself. Danica laughed at him.

Orientation Class was scheduled to start at six PM. At eight students would be dismissed for dinner, then return at nine would return for the rest of the Orientation Classes until eleven. Matt and Danica discovered that along with their uniforms they were given their schedules, thus went about campus until they found their class and waited around for it. Other students began to gather, and once the doors opened, everyone squirmed their way in.

The teacher instructed them to find whatever seat they wanted. Being a class of about twelve people, it was half the size of the Day class, so finding seats anyone wanted was relatively easy. Danica and Matt dived for the back table.

Matt leaned over towards her. “Hey Danny, what’s your sched (pronounced ‘skej’)?” he asked, waving his paper at her. “I wanna see if you have any of my classes.”

Danica bumped him away. “I have this class, Advanced Technology, then Art, Aero-Tech, Graphic Design, and Photography. What about you?”

“I have Advanced Tech, Metal Shop, Aero-Tech, Graphic Design, and Soccer. Sweet, we have three classes together...” They giggled quietly together in happiness.

“Yay... Hey, look, that kid’s up front.” She said as she looked up, and Matt looked too. He stuck his tongue out.

“Not again.” He grumbled, burrowing his head in his arms. Danica patted him on the head.

That wouldn’t be the end of the irony, either. The same black-uniformed teen was in almost every one of Danica’s classes, except Photography. She would finally get his name down when a teacher in her Art class introduced him as being new to the district.

“Students, this is Alexander Faustus,” the instructor Mrs. Kellinger began. “He is new to this part of town so please, everyone treat him fairly and help our new learner adjust.” She patted him on the head affectionately, and everyone in the class took notice to his heavy scowl. Only a few others noticed that he was muttering deadly threats under his breath. He abruptly returned to his seat without a word.

Danica watched him carefully. “He’s so odd... I wonder where he’s from...” she said to herself.

“Seems like he came from far away, the posh.” A student next to her muttered; he was barely paying attention, but even so, no one could tear away from the new person. “If you ask me, he seems like trouble.”

“But he hasn’t done anything.”

“That’s the point.”

Danica sighed and tried to pay attention to the rest of the orientation.


Alexander, meanwhile, what not having a good night; all of these teachers and other people bothering him... He so wasn’t used to social-crazy events and whatnot such as this. He was heading to his last class, Creative Writing.

I only came here for one reason, he thought to himself, scowling at any who passed him. I need to find her... She has to be here somewhere...

The moment would come within a few seconds of his thought. As another individual passed him, they bumped shoulders. Alex turned to snap at the perpetrator, but upon noticing it was his sought-after prey, he cut his own words. She stared at him quizzically.

“I... Sorry.”

Alex stared at her for a moment, trying to think of something to say back. He mentally smiled and he came up with the perfect game.

“Well then watch where you’re going next time, you stupid bitch.”

He then turned and continued walking on hurriedly. Danica blinked and stood there, puzzled, and then resumed to her own classroom. “What a weird guy...”

After the Orientations were over, Danica met up with Matt outside. They talked about their day, being somewhat excited now that school had started. Danica eventually just allowed Matt to ramble on and on, as he usually did. She would just smile and nod. But just as they were enjoying their time together, a voice called to them.

“Hey ugly!” As Danica turned to look, she was roughly shoved aside. Matt caught her quickly and she looked up to see that it had been Alex. “That’s for pushing me!” He then walked away. Matt glared at his back.

“Watch where you’re going, jackass!” he shouted sarcastically, helping Danica up to her feet. “Are you okay, Danny?”

She shook her head and placed her hand on it. “That was so weird. What’s with that guy? I didn’t do anything to him...” she said, rubbing her head as she watched Alex’s retreating form.

“I don’t mean to tell you that I told you so, but... I told you so. Stupid prick.” Matt retorted, brushing off Danica’s shoulder. “I’ll walk you home in case that bug decides to mess with you again.”

Danica nodded and sighed, beginning her walk home with Matt. “Okay... Sounds good...”


The minute that Danica got home after saying her good-byes to Matt and her hello’s and how her day was to her father, she went straight up to her bedroom to get ready for bed. She set down her pack and removed her uniform, folding it up neatly and taking out her night outfit and putting that on. She brushed her short hair then went to the bathroom to finish the rest of her nightly grooming.

She filled the sink with lukewarm water, and squeezed some soap into her hand from the nearby bottle to rub between her hands to foam up. She rubbed her face and some of her neck with it, and then splashed the water on her face until it was all gone. She then grabbed a towel and dried off, and raised her head to look up in the mirror. She immediately recoiled. Claws had grabbed her shoulders.

Before she could turn around, he covered her eyes and mouth. “Shh, don’t say a word.” He muttered softly, and removed his hand from her lips. “I mean it.”

Danica nodded quietly. “What... are you...”

“Shh.”

Danica quieted down, and the being began running his claws through her hair. “You look so pretty in the light. I couldn’t tell so much before.” He said quietly as he glanced up at the mirror even though there was no image of him. She tried not to make a noise. He smiled slightly. “Don’t be afraid of me... I may be a beast, but I don’t plan on hurting you... Not yet, anyway...”

Danica whimpered quietly. He resumed running his claws through her hair and she quieted. “You like that, don’t you? Hm, we should move...” Within an instant, they were in Danica’s room. She hadn’t even felt the slightest of movement. He uncovered her eyes, but immediately had the lights go out. “I apologize. But I prefer that you cannot see me.”

“Why...?” Danica managed to ask finally, turning towards the dark blob behind her. He shook his head.

“Personal reasons...” he replied simply.

Danica bit her lip. “How come I couldn’t see you before? In the mirror—”

“Vampires don’t have reflections.”

“...There’s no such thing as vampires. For that matter, how’d you get into my house?”

“Again, personal reasons... Believe what you want.” Danica sighed and went over to her bed and sat down. She felt him seat himself next to her. He tried to put his arms around her, but she pulled away. He ignored the reject. “So, how was your day?”

“It was good, until that new guy started bothering me... Why do you care?” she asked, lowering her eyebrows.

She couldn’t see it, but he smiled. “What new guy?”

“Why are you asking me this?”

“I want to know...”

“But, why?”

“Because I care.”

“You don’t even know me!”

“So?”

Danica was slightly annoyed with his persistence, but continued. “His name’s Alex... I accidentally bumped him in the hall and now I’m his greatest enemy or something...” She sighed, curling up with her arms around her legs. “My day was going so well before he messed it up.”

He again attempted wrapping his arms around her. To prevent her from feeling uneasy, he relaxed her by running his claws through her short hair again. She purred under her breath but resisted her smile. “Tell me all about it, hmm...?”

So she did, and eventually fell asleep in the vampire’s arms.

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[President Rufus Shinra]

(Whoops, forgot to post the rest.)

Chapter Two

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In the nights following, the vampire would continue to return to talk to her and elude her to sleep. It wouldn't take long for Danica to expect his coming, and she hardly ever flinched when she knew that he was around. Sometimes she had to find him. Others he was right there. Whatever the case, he was there to talk to her, and be with her, each and every night.




One day Danica was back at the police station, processing pictures in the dark room while her father was out doing further investigation with the other detectives. She placed on a new pair of gloves and gathered more pictures, walking to the other tubs of liquid and setting them in gently, pressing them down. While those settled, she checked on the others. They were coming out nicely. Although she never did like the dark room so much since it was always dim and colored red all around, she did like watching her photos process right before her eyes.




She squinted at one picture as it caught her eye, noticing that there was something particularly different. It was a picture that was looking up at her, and the figure that had been behind her. Neither was easy to make out, however. Once the picture fully developed, she pulled it out of the fluid and dried it off gently, and looked it over. She never thought that her camera might have taken a picture when she dropped it... But, once the picture had developed the figure behind her had disappeared. She blinked and stared at it a moment.




Just then, detective Garner opened the door abruptly, causing her to flinch. “Hey Danica,” he called as he came down the stairs. Danica quickly shoved the picture into her coat pocket. “How're the pictures coming?”




She smiled slightly and looked back at them. “Just fine,” she replied, pulling some more out to clip up to dry. “They're coming along really well.”




Detective Garner nodded agreeably. “Good, good... We'll need them for the reports soon, and some press conferences. Are you about done?”




Danica was busy clipping up prints. “Yeah.”




“Alright. Come up with them when you're done.” He said simply, and headed back up the staircase, holding onto the guard rail. “You're doin' good, Danny...”




Danica shook her head, and spoke to herself in the dimness. “Yeah, I'm sure...”






The rest of the day went pretty much the same. Processing pictures, handing them to the officials and investigators, looking over autopsy reports, sorting information out, and going around questioning people... Everything she was used to on a daily basis. But for some reason, today, she seemed a bit amiss, and she couldn't figure out what it was.




Those nights... What had happened those nights? All she remembered was that she was talking, and then morning came. But, him... he was always there. That was right; she had always fallen asleep with his claws stroking her scalp gently. That felt so nice, too... But had she fell asleep?




Apparently, she figured. She was beside herself every morning when she had woken up.




She was still confused; if he actually was a vampire, why didn't he kill her or vamp her? Possibly he had other plans for her. She shivered at the thought, and hugged herself. Whatever I do, I can't ever trust him. Ever. She thought to herself, glancing around the busy office, the sounds of the operators and policemen and phones ringing off their hooks all around. Never trust a vampire. All he wants is my blood or something.... But he's so... No, I can't think that... Bad me... She mentally smacked herself several times.




“Danica?”




She instantly popped her head up to lock eyes with her boss, Darris McFarler. He was a tall man of around six and a half feet tall, old but the best at what he did. He had brown-silver hair without a single bald spot and a regular grey suit on. He smiled slightly.




“You've done all you can here, Danica. Your father's back, so you can go home now.”




Danica smiled slightly back and nodded, standing up. “Okay, thank you mister McFarler.” She walked past him and towards the entrance, lacing around all the desks and other people around. She glanced at the clock as she reached the front door, noticing it was past four. “Oh wow... Not much time left until school...”




She met up with her father outside and they went to his car and hopped inside. Both of them just had the thought of home on hand, even though Danica knew she had to be at school. Once they arrived home, she quickly went into her bedroom and changed into her school uniform, groomed herself, grabbed her pack and hugged her father, and was out the door before the past couple of minutes could even be thought about. It didn't matter; she was in a major rush.




Luckily, she managed to catch the bus on time. She got into her seat and sulked, sighing relief. Matt appeared behind her and reached over the seat, poking her in the head.




“Poke, poke, poke. Wakey-wakey honey-bunches-of-oats, its school time~!” he said in a merry tone, sitting up and leaning over the seat. Danica mumbled and moved aside as Matt quickly switched over before the bus driver could notice. “Rough day?”




“Yeah.” She replied dryly, leaning her head against the window. “Lots of crap. I'm not tired either you dimwit, I actually slept pretty well last night.”




“That's a first.” Matt replied jokingly.




“It was actually, because there was this vampire there, and we talked, and he—” she was cut off by Matt's abrupt laughter.




“What? Vampire? You sure you wasn't sleep walkin' Danny? There's no such thing as vampires.”




“I wasn't! I swear, he was a vampire. It was... Yeah.”




Matt bit his upper lip. “Oh yeah? How could you tell?”




Danica flicked his lip in a pout. “First of all, he didn't have a reflection in the mirror. Second of all, he was cold all over. Third of all, he managed to transport from the bathroom to my room in a split second, and fourth of all, he didn't have a heartbeat when I was lying against him.”




“Oooh, you were laying with him, huh? So now you got an undead boyfriend?” he said exaggeratingly, awing her and waving his hands. Danica bonked him on the head. “But if he's a vampire, he would've drunk your blood. Oh no Danny, you're looking pale today~! I should've known...” He gave a dramatic gasp. Danica rolled her eyes.




“Shut up, Matt. I'm telling the truth.” She grumbled, turning away.




“Aww, pouty-wouty Danny's gettin' mad! I wub you too.”




Danica growled something under her breath incoherently.






Throughout the school day, it went by regular schedule. All of the teachers gave their introductions and a con was held for all the students. More supplies were given out, and minor work. The day overall wasn't so very stressful.




...Except for the fact that Alex had to be around. Danica had not one moment of peace while that kid remained living. One occasion the teacher told Alex to stop or he would be sent out. That was Danica's only moment of bliss aside from Photography class. She cherished that hour she had to herself... Even so, his voice kept echoing in her head, constantly bouncing off the walls and coming right back at her.




“Ugly! You're retarded, the answer is twelve!”




“Shut up and sit down, stupid!”




“Hey! Get out of my way.”




“You can't sit here, no retards allowed.”




“What are you looking at? Wish you were attractive as I am?”




“What're you gunna do about it, huh ugly?”




“Nah nah, teacher's pet. Only stuck up bitches are teacher's pets.”




“Go make out with your pretty boy, ugly. You're in my way.”




“You were with pretty boy weren't you? Eww, I feel sorry for him.”

[President Rufus Shinra]

Eventually, even Matt couldn't stand the terrorizing torment. Once school was over, he hooked onto Danica and walked with her outside towards the buses. Of course, they weren't alone.




“Hey bitch! Wanna try pushing me again? Or are you too busy with pretty boy?” Alex snorted behind them, and grabbed Danica's shoulder and whirled her around. “Hey! I'm talking to you. Pretty boy! Make your bitch listen.”




Matt turned around instantly. “Damn it! I've had enough!” He shoved Alex right into a bunch of trash cans, clanging and bashing as he and the containers crashed to the ground. The wall caught him, and he fell to the ground with a hard grunt. The surrounding students gave fleeting looks and quickly dispersed away from the scene. “Shut the fuck up you stupid prick, and leave Danny alone!”




Alex smirked slightly and chuckled lowly, getting up off the ground and stretching. “Well well, pretty boy snaps... Was that your best? It was mighty weak... And what's Danny? Is that her pet name? How cute.”




Matt went for a slug to Alex's face. He quickly dodged, and grabbed his arm, twisting it. Matt let out an agonized shout. He pulled his arm back, bringing Alex forward rapidly, and met his gut with his knee harshly. Alex choked.




Danica bit her lip, hugging herself. “Matt! Stop it!” she called to him, but neither of the boys heard her. Matt continued beating Alex to the ground. Danica's eyes welled up with tears as she tried to look away. “Stop!”




Just as Matt thought he had Alex beaten, he got back up weakly, wiping the blood from his nose. He coughed, looking up at an exhausted Matt, who was still very angry. He smirked slightly. “That was it? Not bad pretty boy, but...” He charged him, and slammed his head into Matt's gut as his arms linked around his waist. Matt coughed roughly as he was tossed into her air, over Alex's shoulder. He then set his weight into the ground and pivoted sharply, whirled Matt around helplessly and slammed him right into the wall with an immense force. He fell to the ground motionless and Alex released his grasp, and fell to his knees.




“...Fucker...” Alex coughed again and wiped his mouth.




He didn't look over at Danica, who was now in tears. She ran over and grabbed Alex's shirt collar, turning him towards her and smacking him harshly across the face several times. “You jackass!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, bringing everyone's attention. “Why the fuck did you have to do that?! You're the worst! I hate you, I hate your guts, do you not understand?! I did nothing to you and you persist on making my life hell, and you know what, you succeeded! Matt just wanted you to leave me alone, that's all! You didn't have to kill him, you asshole!”




Alex was dead silent. He just stared at her. Just then, the school authorities came over and separated her from him. They dragged her away as she continued to scream out her hatred for him, and for her worriment for Matt. Two other officials went over to the limp body to examine him before calling the ambulance. But Alex just remained there, sitting, completely silent.




She hates me... She... hates me... What've I done...




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The next day Danica spent all of beside Matt in the hospital. Even though after the rough brawl from the other day, Matt had survived with a concussion and a fractured arm, some bad bruises and such, but he was in no condition to be getting up any time soon. Danica was mildly surprised that the vampire hadn't come around last night, but with how worried she was about Matt, it didn't phase her much. She had wished for some comfort from someone other than her father, though.




A few bags of morphine, a couple ice packs, and an arm brace later, Matt and Danica were able to get to school once it got in. Matt was careful with how he went around, since he was still a bit sore. It mostly came from his arm, being stiff from the weird brace he had around it. He helped Danica feel better by making her laugh when Matt said he could fulfill his dream to be a robot now, and commenced to robot-dance.




What made Danica feel even better was the fact that Alex was absent for a couple days. She figured he had gotten suspended, and it made her smile. Even thought she nearly was suspended as well, she put off that she was attacking in self-defense and was let off. She felt justice was served that Alex was the one being trialed. Her father thought that was a funny way to put it, since they were part of the court system. Matt agreed.




Luckily Danica was given a few days off. Those days she gladly spent with Matt, helping to take care of him when needed and managing to play around as they always did. Danica was actually starting to forget about the troubles Alex had caused.




But along with Alex's absence, came the vampire's absence. She started to feel lonely without him, the vampire, since now she had no one to talk to, or to help console her at night. They returned sleepless. However, Alex did return after two weeks, but not a word, or even a glance, was given to Danica or Matt. He kept completely to himself. This brought Danica's mood back up; she had almost nothing to worry about now.




But the vampire still didn't come.




Matt began to point out how much Danica talked about him. How she never saw his face, but always heard his voice. Never really knew him, but felt so comfortable with him. Matt teased that she was beginning to more than just like him. Danica was starting to question that herself, but shook the thought away.




Can't think like that... Humans and vampires don't mix... She told herself to distract her mind. Never, ever, trust a vampire...




Every now and then Danica would catch Alex looking at her from the corner of her eye. But every time she looked back or up, he'd instantly look away. Perhaps he had finally learned his lesson. Even so, it wasn't enough to lay down Matt's idea of him being a constant prick, even though all they did was bump shoulders in the hall now.




When Danica would look away, Alex would again turn his attention to stare at her. He knew that she knew that he was staring at her, but it didn't matter to him, as long as they didn't make direct eye contact. Danica, I'm so sorry what I did to you... to your friend... I just can't bear to face you anymore... But the want and need is unbearable... He looked away again, sighing heavily to himself as he returned to his work. I will find a way to make it up to you, I promise.




He finished his work before anyone else and took the time to think. He lowered his head onto his arms and closed his eyes, blocking out everything else around him. Everything became nothing, and he was as always surrounded by the impending, silent darkness. He raised his head and exhaled slowly, consuming the stillness surrounding him. He smiled slowly and was able to relax for once in a while. I'll come back for you, Danica. Don't worry.




Once classes got out for dinner, Alex immediately headed outside. He weaved his way through the students like a melting shadow, blending in with all the others, ignoring them and only seeking for his destination. He broke out into the cool dark night, opening his crimson eyes to the bright third-quarter moon. While no one was looking, he jumped up and extended his claws from his fingertips, hooking onto the brick walls, and climbing his way easily up the rough walls. He avoided windows, perches, and poles, and climbed all the way up to the flat but gently sloping upward roof. He pulled his way onto it, and balanced himself on the very top. He sat there, staring out towards the moon, deep in thought. He closed his eyes again, and this time as he sighed in relief, giant bat-like wings sprouted from his back in a brilliant shower of sparkles and dark light, not even affecting his uniform in the slightest as if they were partly existent. He spread them wide, stretching, and groaned satisfactorily then closed them around his person.




He remained in his trance like state, remaining enveloped in the darkness of the night and light of the moon. The night was truly beautiful and soothing. This is why he loved being a vampire so much; being a creature of the dark. It was everything he would have ever lived for. Just as he was about to succumb to total leisure, he heard the school bell go off. His eyes instantly snapped open, and his wings dissolved into the air like sand being blown away. He slowly stood up, taking one last look at the moon before he too dissolved into the air.


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[President Rufus Shinra]

Danica was at home silently doing her homework at her desk as she always did right when she got home. She had already changed into her night clothing as usual, so she could go to bed right after she finished. She had nothing but her desk light on, keeping her eyes on her paper as she wrote down the answer to another story problem. She might as well get the worst of Aero Tech out of the way, since it was a class of mostly basic math and science skills, but it did get more complicated as the hands-on came along. They were just getting into it, too.




She sighed and decided to rest, setting her pencil down and opening the shade to her window. She smiled at the sight of the moon, and stared at it for a few short moments. It reminded her of the vampire, but since he hadn't been around in so long, she had passed the thought and was able to at least focus on her work. Some gently night-fitting music was playing on her music player, a soft melody with chimes and bells and piano collections. It was entitled Time's Anxiety, and it was her favorite song to relax to. She closed her eyes and listened to the tune as it reached its symphonizing climax, which was quickly followed by a slow and quiet tune.




She opened her eyes and got back to her work, finishing up the last of the problems on the page just as the song finished. She decided to play it again, and did so, reaching over to her music player and hitting the back button so that it would go back to the beginning of the song. She smiled once more as it again played its engaging and soothing rhythm. She set her work away in her folder, and rested his chin on her hands, her elbows propped up on the desk. She again closed her eyes, rocking her head back and forth slowly to the gentle jingle. A moment later, her lamp light was shut off. She blinked and looked towards the light; she hadn't touched it. She jumped when she felt those cold hands grip her shoulders firmly. He seemed to be enjoying the music as well, as he began rocking back and forth slowly while holding her.




“...You're back?” she asked without looking over her shoulder. She knew who it was. She could even tell that he was smiling from her question. His claws gently kneaded her skin, making her relax and lean her head forward. He gently ran the massage up her neck.




“Yes... I love this composition, it's absolutely beautiful...” he purred lowly, watching her as she submitted to the feeling of his fingers around her neck. He was indeed smiling, and he bent down a bit, and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I missed you...”




Danica felt his arm and raised her head slightly. “I missed you too... Where have you been?” she asked quietly, glancing up at the moon.




He looked, too. “Just doing some personal thinking, that's all...”




“What about?”




He was about to reply, but closed his mouth as he swallowed his words. “Nothing important... It's late, shouldn't you rest?”




Danica smiled slightly. “I was planning on it after I finished my homework... This music just caught me.” She got up out of her seat and his embrace, which made him stand too. She glanced back at him a moment, but just as she sat on her head, she just barely got a glimpse of his face before he stepped out of the moonlight and into the darkness. She lay down and he laid himself next to her. She cuddled up against his cold body.




He smiled lightly and did as he always did... He began to stroke her head gently. “I apologize for my absence... I've been craving to see you for so long...” His hand went down her face and neck, in which he buried his face into her hair, shutting his eyes. His ears perked slightly as he heard her purr, and a grin gradually formed at the corner of his mouth.




“It's okay... I just felt alone... I've needed someone to talk to...” she replied quietly, breathing gently at the feel of his hand running along her skin. She felt so much more comfortable and relaxed now, now that he was here.




“What's been the matter?”




Danica sighed quietly and nuzzled against his neck. “Well, a couple weeks ago Alex beat up my best friend... I cried all night over it... And I spent the entire rest of the day with him after that... I was so worried about him...”




He mentally swallowed and was silent for a minute. “I'm terribly sorry.”




Danica looked up at him. “Why? You don't have to be. It wasn't you.”




He looked away, the sheer guilt acting as ton weights on his shoulders. “...I know. But I feel bad for not being there for you... I want to make it up to you.”




Danica smiled slightly and rested against him. “You don't have to...” Just then she felt that feeling of his cold lips against her neck again, along with his tongue before he gently nibbled at her skin. She froze, shivering slightly from the sensation, but didn't know whether it was good or bad.




One of his hands ran down her chest, groping her breast gently and kneading it with his fingers. She let out a small surprised hum, arching her back just slightly. The vampire smiled into her neck, and she could feel it as he began kissing around it. His other hand came around to grasp her other breast, doing the same with it as he had the other. Danica felt so sensual she didn't know what to do. He kissed up to her ear, licking along the outer lobe of it. “You taste so sweet...” he purred to her, gently biting the rim with his fangs, but managing not to puncture her skin. He then returned to her neck. “I love it...”




Danica mumbled something unintelligible, and he took it as a sign to continue. He nibbled and kissed her neck, and felt her clothed breasts for a bit longer before he ran one hand down her stomach slowly, rubbing her tummy, then delicately sliding it into her night pants. The minute she felt his claws stroke her private areas and attempt entry, she snapped out of her daze and squirmed.




“Ahh... don't!” she begged quietly, closing her legs in attempt to prevent him entry. It didn't work, and he retracted his claws, and played with her clitoris. Danica involuntarily moaned, and still continued to make him stop. He knew that she was in denial of his pleasuring actions, thus slid a finger inside her untouched entry. Danica's eyes widened and she closed her legs even tighter.




“No, no... Stop, please!” she implored, grabbing his arm to try and pull it out. “I don't want it!” That was enough to tell him. He pulled his hand out from her pants, and completely released her. He looked away shamefully, remaining quiet for a moment.




“I'm so sorry... I've failed you twice now...” He sighed quietly.




Even with how shaky Danica was, she placed a hand on his cool cheek. “...What's your name?”




He was slightly surprised by her question, darting his attention back at her. He stared at her for a moment, and deciding that it would be better that she knew, he opened his mouth to speak. But... He and Alex had similar names. He had to make an alias...




“...Ludicurr.”




Danica nodded and glanced away. “Ludicurr...” But as soon as she repeated the name, he was gone. She sighed as a tear formed at the corner of her eye, and she curled up in her blankets.




“...I lied...”


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End Chapter Two

[President Rufus Shinra]

Chapter Three

Author's warning!: This chapter contains explicit NC-17 material, AKA in fan-fiction terms, “lemon.” You have been cautioned!

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School was rainy and dismal the following day. Rain fell from the sky endlessly, the cascading drops of water falling upon the earth in its low hum of pattering. The ground became soaked, flowing with the essence of life that helped keep the earth alive, the vegetation thriving upon its luck for the day of receiving such fortune. Bouts of thunder clashed in the sky as fronts collided, and here and there would be a flash of lightning across the great skies. Danica watched this scene from her classroom window with a distraught look, deep in thought as she recalled the previous night... It only made her depressed in thinking that it was her fault that the vampire felt so terrible for causing her such distress, but Danica hadn't meant it that way.




She didn't see Alex at all that day. Maybe he decided to stay home and away from the rain. Many of the kids did, because they only knew that it would get worse. It always did during the night, and that was probably why most of the kids chose the same option. The streets were already choking upon the water and flooding along the curbs in small streams. It would only be a matter of time before the streets over-flooded. Danica sighed quietly and lowered her head into her arms.




The Aero Tech teacher, mister Avengale, decided not to call upon Danica that night because of how depressed she looked. He did however, assist her in her work so that she could at least be distracted, and it helped for that period of time. Danica appreciated his help but assured that what bothered her was nothing serious. Mister Avengale took her word for it and let her be.




Matt caught up with her after class. He linked arms with her, and looked over. “Danny, you've been looking upset all night. What's the matter?” he asked, sitting her down at a table in the cafeteria, since it was dinner time. She shook her head slowly and sighed.




“Nothing really... I saw the vampire last night... And he thinks my pain is his fault, so he went away again...” she replied sadly, closing her eyes. The sick feeling of remorse was building back up in her stomach. “I missed him a lot... I feel terrible that I made him think that...”




Matt blinked and tilted his head to the side. “How?”




Danica shook her head again. “You don't want to know, Matt...”




“Hmm, I see...” He nodded understandingly. “It's one of those sort of things...”




“What's that supposed to—?”




“Nothing...” Matt replied quickly.




The rest of the day went as pretty dreary as the rest of it had been. The storms didn't get much better, either. The thunder and lightning drew closer to their school, and floods were beginning to rise. The teachers were worried that they might be locked in the school for the night. How right they were.




Just as the last class got out, an announcement came over the intercom. “Attention students and staff!” it blared loudly, drawing everyone's attention. “Do not exit the building! Floods have risen to approximately ten inches and we wish not to flood the school! Buses will not be coming therefore teachers are asked to undergo the flood simulation maneuver. If floods do not drain soon, students and staff will be forced to stay within the school until they do, mostly likely throughout the night time and into the following day. Thank you for your time, and students, please return to your home classes.”




Everyone instantly began to bustle and panic in the situation. As the teachers and staff attempted to calm things down and send them to their proper homerooms. After each person was in their needed location, all of the doors were closed and locked and meetings would begin. Teachers went over the plan on what went on when a flood like this occurred, and even though this had happened once before a few years ago, they had to go over it again anyway. Most of the students sighed and grumbled, half of them not even paying attention.




Staff opened up their extra closest and got out packs for everyone, which included a small lunch or two, basic necessity items, a pillow, and a sleeping bag. They made well sure that each and every student obtained one, and after that they moved around rooms to accommodate for the night. Most students went to sleep right away, while others stayed awake and talked or just hung around. Some remained by the windows watching the floods go by, one of them being Danica.




She stared out the window like she had earlier, thinking about Ludicurr. She still felt bad for shooing him off because she was afraid, and in all reality, it had only been because she had never experienced such happenings and didn't know what to expect. But the more she thought about what happened, the more she wanted it and realized how much she enjoyed it...




Just then, someone spoke behind her. “Why're you looking out of the window like that? It's not all bad, you know.” She turned around. It was Alex! But he hadn't been here all day, how he'd get here just now?




“How did you get in?” Danica asked the very question that had been on her mind. Alex was obviously soaked, but he smiled warily. That smile made Danica feel uneasy.




“My secret, besides, I didn't want to miss out on the party. Quit lookin' so sad, this is actually pretty cool.” He replied, and sat down on the ground. “Besides, I came to see you, pinky.”




Danica blinked and cocked an eyebrow. She didn't believe this at all. “Why? Since when do you care about me?” she snorted, turning back towards the window. Alex laid flat on his back and grabbed her ankle.




“Because, look at you. You're so depressed. I wanted to say sorry.”




“What for?”




“Everything, it's my fault.”




He wouldn't be getting a reply. He figured as much, and sighed, sitting back up again. He shook his head and got up, leaving the room. Danica never noticed, nor cared.




Once everyone had gone to bed about half an hour later, they were all able to sleep soundly regardless what was going on outside. Teachers put down the shades so that the lightning wouldn't bother them, and the windows were sound proof so that took care of the thunder. But even so, after a few hours, Danica woke and was unable to get back to sleep. She sat up and looked all around the room, watching all of the sleeping figures through the darkness... She sighed and got up, walking over all of the sleeping kids and going out of the door.




The hallways were dim from it being dawn, but would flash brightly whenever more lightning would strike. It didn't bother her really; she was used to major surprises... She for some reason felt compelled to go outside, why she didn't know. She headed for the front doors of the dark school, reaching for the handles, but just before her fingers could touch the cold metal, two hands grabbed her own and pulled her back. She gasped and froze, but when she tried to turn around, the figure prevented her from doing so.




“Hey, it's okay... It's just me... I don't think you want to go out there.” The vampire's voice rang in her ears. She slowly relaxed, and felt his arms come around her waist slowly. “Did I scare you?”




“For a minute there...” she replied, and smiled slightly. “What're you doing here? How'd you get here?” As she rested against him she could tell that he was dry, so he must have been here for a while.




“My own secret.” He replied, and rested his chin on her head. “I missed you, and I was worried when you weren't at home.”




Danica closed her eyes for a minute, pausing. “Ludicurr, about last night, I—”




He placed his fingers over her mouth gently. “Shh. It's okay. I know you were just scared.” He sighed, wrapping his arms further around her, closing his own eyes. “I shouldn't have done it in the first place...”




The two of them stood in silence for a while, and then Danica turned suddenly and hugged him tightly. He was completely surprised by the act, staring down at her in shock. No one had ever really given him a hug before... Nonetheless he hugged her back. He sighed as she cried into his chest quietly, so he lifted his hand and began stroking her head with his claws. She calmed down slowly, and relaxed once more. He then stepped forward and pushed the doors to the school open, pushing her back, until the two of them were between the two sets of doors.




For once Danica got the courage to look up at him. He was wearing a scarf around his mouth and nose, and a beanie over his head. Only his crimson eyes were visible. For the first time that they'd known each other, they locked eyes, and stayed that way for a good while. She slowly smiled, and she could tell that beneath his scarf he was smiling as well.




“Close your eyes.” He whispered softly, leaning her back until she pressed against one of the metal doorframes. She obediently did so.




He removed the scarf from his face and closed his eyes, then leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers passionately, and they massaged each other's mouths. Danica purred softly into his, and he growled softly back as he brushed his fangs along her lip, and asked for entrance as he licked her lip slowly. She allowed him to, and so he gingerly pushed his tongue into her mouth, and it met with hers, and they wrestled for a couple of seconds before retreating and doing it once more. They kissed slowly for a few minutes longer, before they finally parted. Before Danica could open her eyes, he tilted her head back with his hand gently and kissed along her jaw line, and slowly trailed down her neck. She shivered every time those fangs of his brushed her delicate skin.




He nibbled and kissed and licked her fair skin slowly and gently, raising purrs and hums up out of her throat, making his ears twitch every time he felt her neck vibrate. He licked along it, and got the heavy urge to just clamp down into her and drain her of life... But he knew he couldn't yet. He resisted temptation by continuing to nibble, getting small tastes of her, and that would be enough for him. He pressed her further against the doorframe, and she moaned in response, wrapping her arms around him. He knew now that she wanted him to continue.

[President Rufus Shinra]

He ran his hands down and clawed at the edges of her shirt, and then pulled it up, and she gasped as he pulled it completely over her head and tossed it aside, leaving her top completely bare. She never did after all, wear bras... “Keep your eyes closed.” He instructed her, and she did so, as he kissed down her collarbone and chest. She moaned softly as he did so; and even more so when one of his cold hands clenched her breast, and his lips around the other. She shivered as his tongue swirled around her nipple, his other hand massaging her other breast. He continued this treatment for a while, with added nibbled and kisses, before he eventually switched and did the same to the opposite. She closed her legs and moaned even more from the pleasure, all the while keeping her eyes shut.




He watched her reactions closely, and smiled. He now knew two weak points... He would be going for the third now. He kissed and gnawed upon her belly, while unbuttoning her pants. He heard her whimper a bit and close her legs even tighter. He stroked her leg slowly, and gradually she relaxed. He was only trying to let her know that she would be alright, and she believed him. He continued with his business, undoing her pants completely and pulling them down. Luckily she hadn't been wearing any shoes or socks, so he pulled them right off. Now the only thing she was wearing was panties, but it wouldn't last, as he pulled those off as well leisurely. She shivered as the cold got to her, and now she was entirely in his hands... as she stood there completely naked. He smiled up at her, and marveled her beautiful body for a few moments.




She had again closed her legs out of fear, hugging herself as well, to hide her modesty, but it didn't at all work. He again stroked her legs gently, nuzzling his cheek against them and trying to get her to relax. She eventually gave into him for a second time and allowed him to proceed as he wished. “You can trust me...” He whispered as he flicked her clitoris with the tip of his tongue, which caused her to gasp and flinch. “...I'll go slowly.” She hummed in response, which he took as her trusting him, once again. He edged her legs open, just enough for him to fully lick her without entering her. She shivered and moaned, leaving her legs open for him. He licked her a bit more, and then sucked on her clitoris, biting on it gently. She panted and moaned even more, bracing herself against the frames and the doors.




“Oh... Ludi...curr...” she moaned, tilting her head back. She indeed loved this... It wasn't as bad as she had always pictured it to be. She shivered as he licked her slowly.




“Are you enjoying it?” he purred, biting onto her once more. He caressed her legs softly with his hands, causing her to relax a bit more. It gave him the opportunity to spread her legs a bit more. “Humm... You taste so sweet...”




“Ah... Yes... I—I love it...” she groaned, breathing uneasily. “I've never felt like this befor—Ah!”




She was suddenly caught by surprise as he ran his tongue all the way inside of her. She moaned out once more as he moved his tongue all around within her, tasting her sweet liquids and feeling the warmth of her tight and untouched sanctuary. He savored her taste, as much as she savored the feeling, for several long moments. But before he would allow her to climax, he parted himself from her and stood up.




He pressed himself against her, and even with her eyes closed, could still feel his breath beating against her face. “Do you want more?” he respired, kissing her and biting her lip seductively. Danica breathed uneasily.




“Yes...” she moaned, exhaling heavily. The vampire smiled and licked her lips.




“How badly...?”




“Terribly...” she replied without hesitation.




He chuckled lowly to himself; she had fallen under his seductive spell. He growled into her ear, biting it, keeping her against the doorframe. His hips pressed against hers, and she could feel his member swelling in his pants and begging for release. He rubbed up against her gently, and she brought her hand around and stroked the area timidly. He groaned softly.




“Don't be shy...” he said softly, undoing his pants and sliding them down. He stepped out of them and pushed them aside. “He wants to feel you... Touch him...”




Danica again ran her hand over his bulge, feeling its pulsation. She felt his full length, caressing him through the cloth reluctantly, but eventually gave him a full stroking. He moaned again in response to her actions. Just as she felt around the head, he removed his undergarments as well, and she could get a full view of his robust manhood. She gawked slightly at the sight. “You're big...”




He smiled evilly and had her continue to fondle him. “I get that a lot... But my dear, it's all the more for you.” He chuckled deeply. He then took the scarf he had been wearing earlier, and wrapped it around her eyes. “I don't want you to see... It'll be much more enticing for you when you can't see what's happening to you.”




Danica blinked as the blindfold was put around her. She glanced around, even though all she could see was darkness, but could still feel his presence there, and the feel of his hands on her body and the heavy breathing on her. She also heard him again sblack person, as he gently guided her to the ground. “Lay down...” he purred, using some of their clothing as cushioning. She did so, lying completely on her back. She had no idea what was going to happen, even though there was an obvious idea, she still couldn't see what he was doing.




Now that he had her on the ground, he would continue to torture her. Showering her with kisses and licks and nibbles all over her body, Danica gave out moans and groans of approval. While he was doing all of this, he fingered her as hard and deep as he could, with at first with only one finger, but then went up to two, then three... until Danica came to him for the very first time. She was getting a bit tired, but he was far from done with her. It was time for the next step, now that he had stretched her out at least a bit.




He positioned himself over top of her, and managed to lay on her without putting too much weight on her body. “This is going to hurt, and I apologize...” he purred lowly, stroking her cheek. “But... If you breathe slowly and concentrate on me and not the pain, it will pass by quicker... You have to trust me; I will do my best to be gentle with you.” Danica gave a slight acknowledging nod.




Within a few moments, Danica could feel the pressure of the head of his man trying to access her opening. She groaned, and he spread her legs further apart as he continued to push. But as promised, he did it slowly and gently, so it didn't hurt her as badly. But the pressure itself was hurting, and once he finally got the first part in, it hurt even worse. She whimpered and squirmed, so he held her still. “Shhh...” he cooed as he entered himself further. Danica tightened up and curled her hands into fists, but he wouldn't be stopping any time soon.




“Ah... Ahh... Aohh... It hurts, Ludicurr... it... it hurts...” she whimpered, but he was just about all the way in her. She calmed down slowly as he stroked her head.




“Remember what I said about concentrating on me and not the pain...” he replied gently, running his fingers through her hair. She fixed her thoughts on the sound of his voice, and she relaxed. The tension in the lower areas eased a bit, so he pulled himself out a bit, and then pushed himself back in. He repeated this process, so that he was now gently and slowly thrusting himself into her. Danica moaned to him.




He went on being careful with her until she fully adjusted to him. When she was wet enough for him to thrust harder and faster, he did just that. As his thrusts grew more intense into her, she would moan and groan louder. He most of the time would have to cover her mouth, so that she would not be heard outside the doors, even though everyone was asleep. He gave her as much as she begged for, which over time was more and more, until he was giving his full potential. Both were groaning to each other by this point.




“Ahh--... Ohhh... Ludicurr--!!”




“Hehmm... Ah... Danicaa...”




They switched positions many times, both of them liking some more than others. They went through three consecutive rounds, until both of them were completely exhausted and weary after so many culminations... It would only take several minutes for Danica to curl up with him and fall right to sleep, a smile on her face. He removed strands of messy hair from her eyes, and sighed satisfactorily, closing his eyes.




“I've made her happy...” he gasped to himself, inhaling deeply and closing his eyes. “I'm glad that I could.”








It was morning and the skies were much clearer, but the water was still draining around the city. They would have to deal with it for now, but most of the kids decided to hang around school since they didn't have much of anywhere else to go anyway. Matt had to wake Danica up that morning, because she was the last person to get up. He shook her shoulders slightly.




“C'mon Danny, get up already. You're the only one that's still asleep.” He said as he sat on her, poking her in the head several times. “C'mon, c'mon, c'monnn...”




Danica grumbled and flailed her arms in the air, accidentally smacking Matt in the process, causing him to grunt and fall backward in an awkward position. She then sat up slowly and looked at him oddly. “Blah I'm tired, why do you have to wake me up?” she complained, yawning and rubbing her eyes before stretching. Matt scooted away and sat up straight.




“What's wrong with you? Couldn't sleep last night or somethin'?” he asked, tilting his head. Danica shrugged.




“Somethin' like that...”




Matt scratched his head and then paused, going blank for a minute. “Ohh, yeah... You were up last night I guess, because I woke up this morning and some weird dude with red eyes was carrying you in, and laid you in your bed. It was kinda freaky, because the minute I blinked he was gone.”




Danica looked at him suddenly. “What? Really?” She rubbed her head for a moment, looking down, muttering something to herself. When Matt looked at her funny, she looked back up at him. “That was the vampire, Matt. His name's Ludicurr.”




Matt was silent for a moment. “That would explain the red eyes and pale skin... So you weren't joking after all...” He crossed his arms and hmph'd. “Are you sure he didn't do anything to you last night? You look kinda weary.”




She shook her head and yawned again. “I don't think so.” She lied through her teeth. “I don't remember anything happening.”




“Aha, you don't remember anything happening, but something could have happened. You just don't remember.” Matt said suspiciously, narrowing his eyes at her. Danica leaned away.




“Matt...” She bonked him on the head roughly. “...You're a weirdo.”




Matt smiled sheepishly. “I know.”




For most of the day Danica had trouble getting around because her lower regions were so sore. But whenever people came around or noticed, she would say that she was just having an upset stomach, and turned down medicines over and over. By the time the water was a low enough level for the buses to come in, it was the afternoon. Danica was so glad when they came and she could go home... The minute she arrived she would sit down with her father and tell him everything that happened. School had also been canceled for the day and tomorrow until the flooding problem could be fixed. Her father decided to let her stay home during those days because of the incident and that he was concerned about her pain. She again told him it wasn't a major issue, but she'd definitely love to sleep it off... and she did.




The next day Matt came to visit, jokingly saying that he had to swim across the seven seas to get here... Danica shook her head and pulled him in. They hung out all day, and since Danica had slept so much the other day, she felt much better now. They did whatever was more entertaining then counting how many raindrops fell from the sky, which was, anything. They drew pictures, played videogames, and even some board games... Some of the time they spent just talking. It really didn't matter to them.




While playing a game of Mancala, Matt kept getting a pile of jewels over and over again, so his turn was just about never ending. Danica sighed and watched him placed them in each hole after another, with a small click, click, click... She shook her head and looked up towards her window, and saw a figure jerk away from her view just as she caught sight of it. She blinked, and stared a moment longer. “What was that?”




Matt paused from his bead dropping and looked up at her. “What was what?” he asked, looking towards the window. It was only the trees and clouds out there. “I don't see anything.”




Danica shook her head and looked away. “Nevermind, must of been my imagination. Are you done yet?”




“Not yet.”




“Ugh.”




As they went back to their came, the person that had been at the window returned. The woman peered through the glass at them, and narrowed her eyes and she stared down at Danica once more. Her dark eyes gleamed as she watched her target.




“That girl... that's her, I know it.” She hissed, her fangs curling around her lips as she snarled lowly. “That's the girl that Xander's after...” she smirked to herself, and sat herself down on the shingled slanted mini-roof just below the window. “She won't last. Neither will he.” She leapt off the roof in a flash, disappearing into the musky sky.




“Heh... Xander, you're going to be in so much trouble...”




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End Chapter Three.