The Immortal War | By : darkAngel36 Category: +. to F > Card Captor Sakura Views: 2108 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: The
immortal war
Rating: R
Warning: High AU,
some characters are OOC, darkish, high amounts of swearing, Yaoi and Yuri
scenes.
Authors Notes: I
am sooo sorry, it took me forever to write this
chapter, but I was in the mood for something to do with vampires and then I
remembered this story…so I began to work on the chapter, and to make it up to
you all I tried to make it longer. ^_^ there may be a lot of spelling mistakes
as not everyone can pick them out when re-reading. So if you find one that
plagues you and changes a sentence completely please do tell me.
Character’s ages:
Tomoyo – 15, Rika – 15, Eriol – 15, Chiharu -15, Takashi -15, Naoko – 15,
Sakura – 15, Tsu – 16, Tsuma – 19, Syaoran – 142, Chad - 315
Declaimer: I own
nothing of Card Captor Sakura, I only borrowed the characters.
Chapter Four – Victims
 :p>
He didn’t know how long had passed when he awoke.
It was when he was at half consciousness that pain began to
acknowledge itself to him, his head was pounding and did so even harder when he
tried to move.
Slowly he attempted to open his eyes, everything was dark
around him but it was obvious that he was lying on a damp stone floor, and when
his vision slowly adjusted to the darkness he soon realised he was in a small
cell, behind him a wall whilst in front were long metal bars separating him
from what seemed to be a narrow corridor.
He tried to sit up but his body ached too much to allow even
the slightest bit of movement, so he lay on the floor with his eyes on the
dripping ceiling.
His body was screaming in pain, his mind felt too weak to
think clearly though he did manage to recall the attack of the vampires, but
then he was still alive…or….panic registered as he tried to move again.
He had to know, his body screamed and it seemed to pass
through his lips as the pain heightened to a new and worse level, three certain
points on his body stung the most but then from there waves of pain flew
constantly to cover the rest of his body.
Bitting his lower lip he closed his eyes, the pain was too
much, when he reopened them he was only greeted with the sides of his vision to
blur indicating he was about to fall unconscious.
Once again he closed his eyes trying desperately to banish
the feeling, he couldn’t fall asleep, being it bad enough he was in pain but
the thought of falling back asleep when he was being held captive by
vampires…that just sent him into a shudder of fear.
It was about this time he began to hear noises; someone was
wng ung up the hallway…a small group actually.
He lay quite too scared to move yet wanting to hide, soon
the walking slowed down until there was no more sounds…though it was replaced
by the sudden feeling of being watched.
Slowly, as not to cause any more pain with the small
movement, Eriol opened his eyes and glanced fearfully over to the bars
There were four pair of eyes looking back at him with a look
of hunger about them, they were indeed vampires all ranging around the age of
twenty and all males.
He wanted so desperately to sit up but he feared the pain
the movements would cause as well as what these creatures would do if indeed he
decided to move.
The four males chuckled as the continued to observe him.
“He’ll do” one spoke, his blue eyes had rested neatly on the
slightly exposed neck were a bite wound was showing “But he’s been used. He’ll
need his strength back before we can sell him off…most defiantly he will make a
high price” the vampire continued with a smirk.
At thrds rds Eriol’s heart almost stopped, sell him? They
were going to sell him?
“Ahh the sound of panic” another spoke as he closed his eyes
and dipped his head to the side looking like he was listening to something
intently. “Your heart beat dose play a lovely rhythm when you’re in fear” the
man continued still with his eyes closed as his tongue flickered out almost like
tasting the air.
“We’ll give him another day, by then he should at least have
half his strength back” see seemed like the leader announced, his gaze once
again scanning over the boy’s body. “He shall make a lovely price” he spoke
smirking.
“Ah well Master Chad asked us to check on his little protégé,
seems the boy put up a rather large fight last night, Chad has at least three
broken bones” one chuckled.
The leader nodded also chuckling “That Syaoran is quite a
catch but I wouldn’t want to be in Chad’s shoes.”
Giving the boy one last glance the small group turned and
began making their way further down the corridor leaving Eriol once again to
himself.
What was meant to happen to him? Apparently he was going to
be sold…but what as? A slave? But why would vampires
need a slave…a human slave?
He could remember the other humans, the ones he had passed
when moving through that large hall like room, the humans had been everywhere,
nearly every vampire had one, they were bled almost like donors…oh…donors…the
vampires…they’re using humans as blood donors, humans are becoming so rare
these days they must be trying to keep their food up, they must be keeping
humans and just feeding off them and yet not quite killing them.
~~
A groan escaped the parted lips as a form stirred under
satin blankets.
Long eyelashes fluttered open slowly to reveal coffee brown
eyes. Syaoran groaned as he rolled over slowly, his body felt heavy and weak
but his mind began to feed him the images as to why he was in a large room and
in a bed that seemed all too familiar.
Chad.
He had been fighting with Chad, though not getting too far
since the vampire was much morwerfwerful then himself, yet he did manages to
brake a few bones which caused him to smile despite the situation, he had been
drunken from again but being as he had already been bitten and hadn’t had a
proper feeding in three nights, Syaoran had been quick to loose consciousness.
Cursing under his breath he slowly lifted himself from the
pillow to scan tired eyes around the room. It was defiantly a room he
remembered, it was a room he had spent most of his time in, though to his
happiness he found the occupant he normally shared this room with was absent.
Throwing the blankets back the teen vampire slowly stood on
unsteady legs with his knuckles turning white as he gripped one of the posts
that stood tall on all four corners of the king size bed.
The curtains were drawn closed but he could sense that
indeed it was dark outside, the carpet with thick and warm under his bare feet.
Frowning he looked down, he could swear he was wearing shoes
before, scanning over himself he let out an animal growl as he noticed that he
wasn’t wearing his original cloths that he had come in, in fact all he was
wearing was deep green silk pants that bagged around his feet almost hiding
them showing that they were much too long for him.
His head snapped up when he heard the unmistakable sound of someone
approaching the door. He could only hop it was Chad so he could show that vampire
just who he was messing with.
The door slowly opened and Syaoran was more then disappointed
to see that it wasn’t Chad.
“Ah, you’re awake” the man spoke opening the door fully as
he stepped inside.
“What gave it away?” came the
sarcastic reply as Syaoran frowned at the twenty year old that was chuckling as
he closed the door behind him.
“You are a lively one” the vampire chuckled once again as
Syaoran raised a brow, “You know what I mean” he said now walking over to the
boy.
“Where’s Chad?”
Syaoran more or less demanded as he narrowed his eyes on the vampire.
Again the man chuckled causing Syaoran to narrow his eyes
further. “Master Chad? Ah well he has a large business to run, as you know, and
won’t be able to visit until later tonight. But he has asked me to inform you
that you aren’t to leave this room until his return.”
“Oh? And what’s to stop me from breaking your neck and
leaving?” Syaoran asked coolly as he surveyed the man.
“Apart from breaking my neck won’t really kill me? Well not
much actually, except that there are four of Chad’s strongest vampires outside
your door, so escape would be impossible” the man seemed smug as he spoke causing
Syaoran’s anger to rise.
“Well then I’d just have to make do with you then won’t I”
Syaoran spoke too too calmly as he eyed the man and began moving forward.
For the briefest of moments Syaoran was pleased to see fear and
panic flash in the man’s hazel eyes as he took a step back.
“Listen…I…I only came to check on you…I can bring you food…”
The man began to stutter trying to do everything in his power to remain calm at
the same time keep a good distance between himself and the advancing vampire
teen.
“Yes, that would be nice. Bring me some blood and I may
consider sparing you” he spoke as his eyes travelled over the male form, the
man nodded quickly backing up towards the door.
“I’ll get you a human” when reaching the door the man
quickly reefed it open and stumbled out, behind him the door slammed closed.
Smirking Syaoran slowly lowered himself onto the side of the
bed thinking it was a good thing he made an impression when he use to live
here.
He had lived here for almost one hundred years with Chad, and in those years he had caused many to
fear him, apart from Chad of
course because at the time he had been one of Chad’s lovers.
Just with the thought his body trembled, he hated thinking
of those days, of Chad.
He had found Shane…
Frowning the boy shook his head; Chad
will pay for what he did.
And worse of all Chad had bitten him…twice, and in front of
others as well, it almost made him want to throw up, if he could…
When bitting another vampire and drinking their blood it was
a symbol of dominance also it was something that vampires used in sexual
intercourse, bitting.
Chad
had pushed dominance over him and made him feel the pleasures. It was known
that when bitting andnkinnking the blood out of another vampire it sent
pleasure waves through both, it was used all the time between lovers and as
Chad had used it, it could be used in rape, and that’s basically what Chad had
done, he had raped Syaoran, and in front of people too.
Now this Syaoran could not let go unpunished. He will seek
his revenge and kill all that had witnessed this or perhaps he could take their
eyes…smiling Syaoran laid back down on the bed, yes, their eyes shall be taken.
It was a few minutes before a knock on the door brought him
out of his planing of torture, horrible torture.
“Y…your food” the man that had visited before stepped into
the room dragging a submissive donor slave behind him.
Syaoran sat up and scanned over the young girl that stood
before him, her head was bowed and her body trembling in fear, she was young,
most likely at the age of fifteen. Her heart was beating at a high rate, it was
almost deafening to his vampire hearing.
He gave a nod to the other vampire who took that as a sign
to leave, and he did, in a run.
The girl continued to stand in the middle of the room in
fear, her eyes on the ground as a small whimper escaped her lips.
Her hair was long as it reached the back of her knees, it
was dirty and un-brushed. She was also new, that much was noticeable, she was
scared and the smell of her blood being untouched was almost enough to make
mou mouth water.
Syaoran studied her closely, she was pale in skin colour but
her hair was dark, almost black though it seemed every now and again to be blue
it actually brought a memory to him. A memory of a boy…he looked simular to her, he had also been untouched…
“Tell me, do you have a brother?” he didn’t know why he was asking
the human this question but he was pleased to at least she ghe girl jump at his
sudden question.
Her head snapped up as she looked to him, her eyes were
violet and wide but she managed to shake her head no.
“I met a boy who looks a lot like you” he mused as he
studied her again, she hadn’t removed her eyes from
him.
But slowly Syaoran watched as they widened, her heart rate
increased, it was, in a way, amusing to watch. “Y…you…met a…a…boy…like me?” she
stuttered out her question.
Syaoran nodded a small smile tugging at his lips, it was always fun to play with his food, to watch
their fear grow.
“Eriol…” the girl’s soft voice brought him out of his
thoughts.
“Eriol? Who is Eriol?” he asked.
She looked at him again, there was the unmistakable sight of
tears in them, she took a step towards him “You saw a boy like me…Eriol….what happened
to him? Is he okay?” now Syaoran was shocked, the girl seemed to lose her
stutters and was now frantic as she looked at him, he did not like this change
in mood, she was meant to fear him.
Sneering to show his fangs briefly and hiding a smile at
seeing the girl flinch back and cower he stood, she took a step back “Eriol hm?
A boy about your hight, short dark hair, pale skin, wearing dark jeans and a
black sweater?” he asked with each word he’d take a step towards the girl who
would be talking steps back, her eyes wide as he spoke.
Nodding she yelped, her back had connected with the wall. “Ah
well that boy I did see, yes, though I don’t know if he still lives you see he
snuck off and last I heard he ran into a mob of vampires” he smirked when he
saw her eyes widen and a tear fall.
“But never you mind, I’d be more worried about yourself if I
were you” he said taking extra steps to slowly close in the gap between them.
The girl was shaking her head frantically; her fear was at
new heights as she tried to find an escape.
“Now if you stay still I don’t think this will hurt” he
spoke softly as he stood inches from the girls face, smiling as she tried to push
herself further into the wall.
“Please….don’t” her voice was hardly audible, but with his
vampire hearing he heard it as clear as day.
“Begging doesn’t work” he said sighing, he truly hated it
when they beg, it brought too many memories.
“Please” again the whisper beg was heard by his sensitive
hearing.
This time he growled, he hated it when they begged; it
almost brought him into guilt, almost.
Placing his hand on her shoulder he shook his head. He
stepped forward and held her firmly against the wall, again he heard a whimper
but in a way it was better than her begs.
Pushing her head to the side gently he leaned over towards
the showing skin, he heard her heart racing and her pulse speeding, it was like
music.
She smelled of ng, ng, it was a sent he hadn’t smelt in
many, many years, he breathed it in, pulling back his
lips so as his fangs were showing he placed them lightly on the neck making
sure they didn’t puncture the skin.
Again he heard her whimper, her body tremble. He moved
quickly, his teeth sank and the sound of breaking skin met his ears as warm
thick liquid spilt into his mouth.
He drank slowly, listening carefully to her heart, he drank
with each beat making sure not to place any strain on the heart and allowing everything
to just move for him, the blood flow was rhythmic, it was a beautiful feeling,
he always enjoyed drinking, to him it was a personal moment, he
n kil killed…never. He in a small way respected humans, after all he use to be
one.
He felt his strength returning, the girl was whimpering, her
hands clenching his arms as she struggled to keep awake and on her feet.
That was enough.
Sliding his teeth out from the girl’s neck he pulled back
slightly to examine the wound, when extracting the teeth he made sure to make
the wound stop bleeding, it was how they kept their victims alive and not from
bleeding to death.
They had to extract their fangs in a certain way to help the
wound close, it was always safer, it only lewo
wo
small puncture holes.
Stepping back he looked to the girls hazed eyes, her hand
had shot to her neck. She was weak that much was obvious.
Smiling he watched as the girl’s eyes fluttered closed and
she crumbled to the ground though he made sure to catch her before her head
made an impact.
Sighing he slipped his arms beneath her knees and another
one behind her back as he lifted her and laid her down on the bed.
Pulling the blankets over her he once again studied her; she
really did look like that Eriol boy.
TBC…
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