5ds_100: The Loss of Home
Yeah… Some people may or may not remember but a few months ago I kind of started spinning a very strange Vampire!AU.
So uhm, today I set down and wrote some of it… and god, I don't think I've ever really written an AU that was not set in the actual canon verse. |D
…
Enjoy?
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's
Characters: Aki, Yusei
Genre: General/Angst?
Rating: T
Prompt: #8 Giving Up
Warnings: Uhm vampires. Blood. Icey has no clue she's doing. Which may or may not have to do with her status as Mindgamer. Yeah, that's an good excuse. *nods to herself*
Summary: One Shot - She would have been happy to follow them. And yet when she was offered the chance to live, she couldn't help but take it. All for the sake of revenge. But it appears that her saver has other plans…
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s.
--- The Loss of Home ---
The biting smell of smoke in her nose…
The burning heat of the fires that had consumed her home…
The faint metallic taste of blood that had settled in the air…
Those were the first things Izayoi Aki became aware of when her mind slowly returned to consciousness.
Slowly she opened her eyes only to find everything a blur of red and crimson, of white grey and black.
And then the pain hit her, making her curl herself up as her hand flinched to the wound on her abdomen. She could feel her blood, the precious liquid that kept her alive, trickle over her fingers, more and more with every passing second as if it couldn’t wait to escape her.
Biting her lip she used all of her remaining strength to drag herself onto her knees and survey the chaos around her. And it was only when she saw he ruins and the flames and all the bodies of the dead, of her kin around her that she remembered: they had been attacked, their haven, the only home she had ever known since the fateful day of her transformation, destroyed. Their leader, the kind and generous and wise Divine, lord over the Arcadia Haven, had been killed, for reasons unknown to her.
And now she was the last one left of the Arcadia. Not for long she felt; soon enough her wounds, the blood loss, would kill her as well And she couldn’t tell if that fact brought her relieve or even more despair. Then again, it didn’t really matter anymore. There was nothing left for her anymore in this world. No home to return to. No place to call her own.
As she slid back to floor - her breath turning into short pants, her vision spotted with black - she felt glad. At last she could give up.
At last there was no more responsibility. Divine and everyone else she had felt so bound, so obligated to, was gone. And she would follow them happily.
And as she realized that, she couldn’t help but sob and smile and the same time, feeling hot tears of sadness and happiness running down her cheeks, eventually mingling with her blood.
And then everything grew dark and she was falling into the embrace of blissful darkness.
---
The biting smell of smoke in her nose…
The burning heat of the fires that had consumed her home…
And suddenly the taste of hot, fresh blood in her mouth, the sensation of flesh - a forearm? - pressed against her lips…
Blood, that was direly needed if she wanted to survive. And despite her wish to leave the world, deep down inside her soul, where her dark nature, the one that she had worked to suppress most of her life, lived. And her darkness didn’t want to die.
She wished for revenge.
She wished to bring despair and destruction over those who had destroyed her home.
And she opened her mouth, biting down into skin - not caring whether she was gentle or not - sighing as she felt the blood running down her throat. She took another few mouthful, her darker nature marvelling at the taste, so pure, so empowering.
Sighing again, content and thankful she released the flesh, and only now she became aware of the hand that was supporting her head, of the smell of the human next to her.
Why would a human help her, she wondered in the back of her mind.
Nevertheless, she smiled weakly, whispering ‘Thank you…’ as she felt her supernatural healing abilities kick in, fuelled by the blood she had just received, working to heal her wounds.
“Don’t thank me just yet, Vamp.”
Her eyes snapped open at those words, the steeled voice, contentment replaced by panic as her hazel eyes meet ice cold blue.
The first look at her saver - the unforgiving look in his eyes, the weapons she saw on his person when she glanced over his figure - told her all she needed to know about him.
“Hunter…”
But before she could move to defend herself or to flee - not that she would have come far with her still aching wounds - he hit her temple.
And for the second time on this day, her world was thrown into darkness.
--- FIN ---
…
/hides
So uhm, today I set down and wrote some of it… and god, I don't think I've ever really written an AU that was not set in the actual canon verse. |D
…
Enjoy?
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's
Characters: Aki, Yusei
Genre: General/Angst?
Rating: T
Prompt: #8 Giving Up
Warnings: Uhm vampires. Blood. Icey has no clue she's doing. Which may or may not have to do with her status as Mindgamer. Yeah, that's an good excuse. *nods to herself*
Summary: One Shot - She would have been happy to follow them. And yet when she was offered the chance to live, she couldn't help but take it. All for the sake of revenge. But it appears that her saver has other plans…
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s.
--- The Loss of Home ---
The biting smell of smoke in her nose…
The burning heat of the fires that had consumed her home…
The faint metallic taste of blood that had settled in the air…
Those were the first things Izayoi Aki became aware of when her mind slowly returned to consciousness.
Slowly she opened her eyes only to find everything a blur of red and crimson, of white grey and black.
And then the pain hit her, making her curl herself up as her hand flinched to the wound on her abdomen. She could feel her blood, the precious liquid that kept her alive, trickle over her fingers, more and more with every passing second as if it couldn’t wait to escape her.
Biting her lip she used all of her remaining strength to drag herself onto her knees and survey the chaos around her. And it was only when she saw he ruins and the flames and all the bodies of the dead, of her kin around her that she remembered: they had been attacked, their haven, the only home she had ever known since the fateful day of her transformation, destroyed. Their leader, the kind and generous and wise Divine, lord over the Arcadia Haven, had been killed, for reasons unknown to her.
And now she was the last one left of the Arcadia. Not for long she felt; soon enough her wounds, the blood loss, would kill her as well And she couldn’t tell if that fact brought her relieve or even more despair. Then again, it didn’t really matter anymore. There was nothing left for her anymore in this world. No home to return to. No place to call her own.
As she slid back to floor - her breath turning into short pants, her vision spotted with black - she felt glad. At last she could give up.
At last there was no more responsibility. Divine and everyone else she had felt so bound, so obligated to, was gone. And she would follow them happily.
And as she realized that, she couldn’t help but sob and smile and the same time, feeling hot tears of sadness and happiness running down her cheeks, eventually mingling with her blood.
And then everything grew dark and she was falling into the embrace of blissful darkness.
---
The biting smell of smoke in her nose…
The burning heat of the fires that had consumed her home…
And suddenly the taste of hot, fresh blood in her mouth, the sensation of flesh - a forearm? - pressed against her lips…
Blood, that was direly needed if she wanted to survive. And despite her wish to leave the world, deep down inside her soul, where her dark nature, the one that she had worked to suppress most of her life, lived. And her darkness didn’t want to die.
She wished for revenge.
She wished to bring despair and destruction over those who had destroyed her home.
And she opened her mouth, biting down into skin - not caring whether she was gentle or not - sighing as she felt the blood running down her throat. She took another few mouthful, her darker nature marvelling at the taste, so pure, so empowering.
Sighing again, content and thankful she released the flesh, and only now she became aware of the hand that was supporting her head, of the smell of the human next to her.
Why would a human help her, she wondered in the back of her mind.
Nevertheless, she smiled weakly, whispering ‘Thank you…’ as she felt her supernatural healing abilities kick in, fuelled by the blood she had just received, working to heal her wounds.
“Don’t thank me just yet, Vamp.”
Her eyes snapped open at those words, the steeled voice, contentment replaced by panic as her hazel eyes meet ice cold blue.
The first look at her saver - the unforgiving look in his eyes, the weapons she saw on his person when she glanced over his figure - told her all she needed to know about him.
“Hunter…”
But before she could move to defend herself or to flee - not that she would have come far with her still aching wounds - he hit her temple.
And for the second time on this day, her world was thrown into darkness.
--- FIN ---
…
/hides