Eternal Darkness

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General A/N: I don’t own the characters or show. I’m bad at editing, if I do it at all, so there will most likely be errors. I’m updating chapter by chapter so I’m not sure how often I’ll update, but I’ll try to make it soon. And lastly this story is told by Hiei’s POV.

I realized that I hadn’t had Hiei do anything vampire like, so I thought I would throw this little chapter in here.

Beware of blood and violence! Weak stomachs should probably not read this. You’ve been warned!


Eternal Darkness
Part 4: The Stalking
Ravenx

I usually prefer to hunt at night. The darkness helps hide myself from my prey and from others who maybe walking past. But tonight Kurama has invited me over to his house. He said something about his mother being out of town and wanting to watch movies.

Honestly I’m not that big of a movie fan. But if I can spend some time with him than I don’t care what we do. My cheek still tingles from where those perfect lips of his touched me.

My hunger for blood is growing more and more by the minute and I don’t trust myself around the fox until I feed. So I’m out hunting before I join him.

I use my Jagan to search through the city as I jump from rooftop to rooftop. I always look for a certain prey. Why? Simple. I don’t want to hurt Kurama.

Funny, I know. How could I possibly hurt him by feeding from someone when he doesn’t know that I do it to begin with? I know that hurting innocent ningens would make Kurama angry. So I use my Jagan eye to look into the minds of ningens that walk the streets.

I have never attacked an innocent ningen in fear of Kurama finding out and being angry with me. So my prey is always the ningens that are filled with evil. The rapists or murderers who have gone unnoticed by the police that are suppose to protect the ningens.

In a way it is odd. I, who have killed thousands in my life, attack the ones who have done the same in theirs.

Something has caught the attention of my Jagan. As I follow the source, I see the pictures in my mind as the Jagan enters into the mind of my soon to be meal.

I see blood. This man, if one could call him that, stands over the body of a young girl. Not much older than Kurama is now. She is screaming as she grabs at a laceration that is in her side. Trying to move away she is stopped as the man seizes her ankle and pulls her back to him.

I hear laughing as the man takes a knife and runs the blade up and down one of the girl’s arms. It cuts deep into her flesh and again there is more blood. Her scream is cut short, the man says something that I can’t understand before the blade is pushed into the girl’s throat.

Her body falls to the cold ground. Her eyes look lifelessly up at the man who has taken her life. He laughs again before moving away from her.

I snap out of the man’s mind as I look down from a rooftop to find him leaning against the wall of an alley. He puffs on a cigarette before throwing it down and stepping on it.

I look up and down the alley to find that he is alone. He’s in a good position for me to attack him, well hidden behind a dumpster that hides him from the street and any onlookers that my pass by.

Swiftly I jump down and land directly in front of him. He jumps, good, I like it when the prey is nervous or scared, the blood taste richer that way.

“Who the hell are you? Where’d you come from?” He looks around him.

I don’t know why though. There is no one that will save him from me.

“Did you enjoy it?” Sometimes I like to toy with my prey. Let them know before they die that someone knows what terrible things they have done in their past. Make them wonder how.

“Enjoy what?” He looks like he wants to bash my head in.

“Killing that girl.” He looks shocked at this. He tries to back up but he forgets there is a wall behind him.

“Wh..What are you talking about?”

“That girl you killed,” I look once again into his mind searching for something I’m sure is there. And I find it, “Jennifer.”

His breathing has quickened. I don’t know how much more I can take of this. The blood is calling me. I need it so bad. I should of known better than go almost two weeks without feeding.

“How…How did you…What are you?” He looks at my mouth. All I have to do is run my tongue over my teeth to see that my fangs have extended.

“I’m the one who will be taking your life now.” And with that I attack. I kick his legs out from under him causing him to fall on his knees. This way I’m just a couple of inches taller than him. And he begins doing what every one of my prey does. Begging for his life.

“Please…I…I’m sorry. I’ll do good from…from now on…I’ll…I’ll turn my…myself in. Please,” I don’t want to hear anymore.

I bare my fangs and sink them into the flesh of his neck. He blood is warm and filled with his life. His scream of pain is short lived as I cover his mouth with one of my hands and continue to feed.

His skin goes cold against mine and the blood begins to turn sour. I pull back from him and he collapses on the ground lifeless. Staring at him I know that he got what he deserved for killing that girl but at the same time I can’t help think what the others would say or do it they saw me like this.

Standing over the body of a middle aged man with blood running down my chin. Would they think I was right for doing what I did. Or would they want nothing to do with me.

But I need blood to survive. If I don’t take life from the evil that runs free in the ningen world than what I’m I suppose to feed from?

I turn toward the entrance of the alley. What was that? I thought I heard someone. I look but find nothing but cars passing by on the street outside and people walking back and forth. They know nothing of what has happened in this alley.

But I could have sworn I heard someone inside the alley. It was probably nothing. Besides I have to get cleaned up before I go to Kurama.

I turn, leaving the body where it feel, and jump up on the roof. The park isn’t far from here and there’s a small pond in it. I’ll stop by there.

TBC
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