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Strings of a Puppet	By : RukiRomance Category: +S to Z > Vampire Knight Views: 3208 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N:
I had a request to post this here from a reader on FF.net soooo ~
voila! Here it is! Feedback would be appreciated! I do love hearing
what me readers have to say about my writing.

Warning(s):
language, blood, mind control,
sexual situations, shota (sexual
situations involving boys under the age of 16),
yaoi (MxM).
Any additional warnings will be added in future chapters.

Strings
of a Puppet

The Beginning

The streets of Callen, England were eerie, the smell of blood, both
fresh and old wreaked havoc on Rido's nostrils. In the shadows lay
rebel vampires, young and out for blood, waiting for an unfortunate
human to stumble out of a neighboring bar.

Rido had just come from a bar himself, one exclusively for vampires.
Only the Blood Bar could satisfy a vampire's crave for exotic blood
mixed with alcohol. His long time friend, Asato Ichijou, had invited
him out for drinks. This had been a routine Saturday night for the
pair, until Rido happened upon a group of vamp punks in an alley. Had
it not been for a child's crying plea he would have continued
walking. But when the stinging sound of a slap echoed off the alley
walls, Rido had stepped in quickly. There was absolutely no reason to
make a child suffer before he was killed. That was inexcusably cruel.

When Rido neared the scene, he didn't expect there to be more than
one victim. But this must have been a joint kill, for there were
three humans in the alley, two of which were no longer alive. There
was a woman, her neck twisted at a very wrong angle. Blood flowed
freely from several open wounds on her neck and shoulders. Not far
from her body were two male, level C vampires, and from the looks of
it, they were rebels. The term rebel, when related to a vampire of
lower class, would be describing them by appearance. They had
piercings, along with the human equivalent to 'punk' fashion; the
opposite of what vampires in higher society were taught and raised.
The new age brought change, both good and a lot of bad.

Instead of there being only one child, there were two. One boy was
laying on the pavement holding his cheek, crying and begging the
rebels to release his brother. The other boy was motionless, held in
the arms of a young male vampire, while the junction between his
shoulder and neck was savagely bitten. Rido looked on in disgust.
Such vicious behavior was disgraceful to the vampire race. Killing a
child while his brother watched was torturous and sadistic.

Then, just as the crying boy was lifted from the ground by his
collar, Rido stepped in. On nights like this, he normally kept his
aura concealed, but he couldn't just stand by and watch as the boy
was terrorized any longer.

The immediate reaction to the release of his presence was amusing to
watch. The muscles in each rebel vampire visibly tensed and their
eyes widened when they landed on Rido. They had been caught toying
with their prey by a pureblood, a crime of unexplainable
consequences. The sudden change in atmosphere also had the boy
looking straight at Rido. When their eyes met, something in Rido
changed. The terror reflecting in the boy's amethyst eyes disturbed
the pure blood. The boy was whimpering, gripping the wrist of the
vampire still holding his collar.

“I
have seen enough. This behavior is unacceptable.” Rido's voice
was smooth like silk, but had venom like a cobra. The pair of Cs
noticeably swallowed, frozen with fear. Rido's eyes narrowed, a his
pupils dilating and contracting rapidly. Suddenly the boy was
released, landing hard on the unforgiving ground. The vampire's wrist
that was holding the boy was wrenched back until a sickening crack
made the vampire cry out in agony. Still the wrist was bent back by
an invisible force until it threatened to be ripped from his arm.

“GAH!
N-No more! Pl-Please!! I'm sorry! STOP!” The begging C was
brought to his knees, the boy could only watch in fear and amazement
as the vampire that almost killed him was brought to tears.

Rido stepped forward, grabbing the level C by the throat and yanking
him up to eye level. Thinking that Rido was distracted, the young
male that had killed the boy's brother tried to make a run for it,
only to end up with his head exploding as the pureblood increased the
pressure build up in his skull with his powers. The fear induced by
the kill was satisfying. The blubbering vamp had stilled.

“I
will not allow vermin like you to wreak havoc on my homeland. For
that, you will take your punishment like a man,” Rido squeezed
until his palm effectively crushed the neck in it's grasp. He would
call anonymously to the hunter association and report the vampires in
the alley to be terminated. Rido would not dirty his hands with the
blood of lowlife vampires living like animals.

Rido's thoughts dissipated as the sound of crying drew his attention.
The boy he had rescued was cradling his dead brother, rocking it like
a mother would a baby. Seeing the two boys together, Rido realized
that they were twins. He approached the boy slowly to be as
nonthreatening as possible.

When the boy only continued to rock his brother's body with this his
face buried in his silver hair, Rido reached out, placing an gentle
touch to the boy's shoulder.

“I
will not harm you. Come, there is nothing you can do for him now.”
Establishing some trust was a must, the boy was terrified enough as
it was. When the boy looked up, he only clutched his dead brother
tighter, shock sketched in his features. To keep the boy from
freaking out, Rido made a last second decision.

Using his powers, he compelled the boy to sleep.

As the boy's body started to slump over, Rido caught him. Cradling
the boy to his chest, he inhaled the sweet smell wafting from the
child's hair as they exited the alley. If he had to make an estimated
guess, Rido would say the boy was about 10 years old, give or take a
few years. He couldn't help but think of what his son and nephew
would think of the boy being brought into their home. Since they were
all about the same age, they were about the same size, their growth
would slow greatly once they hit puberty. But until then, they aged
like a human child.

There was no way Rido was going to abandon this boy without good
reason. He just hope Shiki and Kaname would get along and look out
for the human boy. After all, because he was human, he was fragile.
He would have to supervise the silverette constantly until it was
sound that he would be safe in the Kuran mansion.

Somewhere deep in the back of his mind, Rido wondered if the boy
would want to be turned, but pushed it away quickly. There was time
for that later, first was to tend to the boy and 'cure' his fears and
make sure he is calm enough to co-exist with vampires. If needed,
Rido was prepared to compel him and alter his memories. A fresh start
just might be the best thing for the boy. An emotional, traumatized,
prepubescent boy was not something Rido could handle...

But all potential problems aside, Rido focused on getting the boy
home for some well needed rest.

Little did Rido know this silver haired boy with captivating amethyst
eyes would soon change his life.

To Be
Continued...
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