Chapter two, right here.
This chapter is mainly about Zero and his emoness. Lol, no, it's just a step into Zero-world, just to see life through his eyes. He seriously should start taking anti-depressant pills. His depression is catching on… *sobs*
I now realize its going to take a long time to get this done… so many ideas to be considered!
By the way, I'm craving for some reviews - hint, HINT!
I'm craving for something else too… (OMG I THINK I JUST HAD A LUNETTA MOMENT! – luv u Lunetta!)
Anyway, here goes…
CHAPTER TWO:
No Escape
How does hurt change a man... or vampire?
Zero Kiryuu hated vampires.
He saw not their beauty and grace and stunning features – for it was all fake, an intoxicatingly sweet disguise for the evil that lurked within them. He hated how they set their traps to lure in the innocent, how they tricked the naïve and overpowered the weak. He hated how they could always get away with their unspeakable crimes, how they would always slip out of the picture after every kill, after every sin…
He hated what vampires had done to him and all of the people he cared about. And always, always, he could only stand by - powerless, hopeless – and watch those deceiving, horrid creatures rob him of all he held dear.
However, the anger and the hatred never faded from his heart, not once. It only grew and grew, ever strengthening itself. Every time they hurt him with their actions, the pain would dissolve into anger. He would carry it in his soul every moment, everywhere.
But slowly his anger and pain and frustration was turning him into something else. It was a blotch on his heart – disfiguring it more and more as it grew. He kept it with him, like a parasite, as it slowly ate the sanity out of him. Everything around him was irrelevant – a blur. He was getting sucked into his own world of suffering and solitude – and it was destroying him.
He was destroying himself.
Because he hated himself.
He hated what he was.
He hated to be one of them…
Day by day he wandered, directionless, through the world. He let his feet take him anywhere but to that place - that place where he had lost his very last chance at salvation from his own sadness.
He told himself he was taking a break to be alone.
But it had been a year, and he knew very well that he was simply trying to run away from anything that reminded him of Yuuki. But there was nowhere to go, because she was in his misery and in his loneliness, and she was in his grief. She was in every un-spilled tear, and so was everything else he had lost in his life because of vampires.
There is no escape from something that is inside you.
No one knew this better than Kiryuu Zero.
Yes, I know that was kinda short, but I wanted this brief interval of Zero-ness.
The next chapter will probably be a continuation of this story.
Byes~~~!