Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ The Taste of Your Life ❯ Prologue: Craving For the Very Source of Life ( Prologue )

Hi there everyone! I had that lil idea in my head after a read a book and it just wouldn't leave me alone til I write it down so this is the prologue of a story that will contain 12 chapters. I hope with all of my heart that you will enjoy this story.

Declaimers: I do not own CCS. Clamp does, though I do own the plot.

Warnings: Major violence ahead and lot of sex to so don't say I didn't warn you cause I did!

The Taste of Your Life

By Evil Karyta

Prologue: Craving For the Very Source of Life

It's dark, as always it is at this time of the day… or should I say night. Times flow so slowly when you have eternity ahead of you. I'm so tired of all this. The same moon each night, the same stars, the same sky, never really changing. Always the same old earth I've always seen through out my long lasting life. Every thing will always be the same old self it was way back in my beginning times as it is tonight. Maybe a little altered by the human technology. The means of transportation, the buildings change but the sky and the way I live my life did not change at all for so long now… I wish there were a way to stop things, change them, and make my long life a better time. I feel so lonely, so lost, all by my-self trough all those years of wandering about the world. I wish I could find just one person, or creature I don't care, who could understand my feeling, my way to see this dark tunnel that we all call life.

The sweet smell of life it-self comes to my nose, toying with my tortured mind. Inviting me to fallow and taint me to commit yet an other murder in my damned life. I try to resist it, I really do. This innocent person deserves to life. Yes, as much as my other victims who died crying for mercy long time ago. Who knows what would happen to them if that night, they did not cross my path. But I will never know, won't I, because its the past and I can not give back a life I took away even if I want to, I can not.

Now I feel it. The craving for life, for an innocent life who did not ask to be taken away. The need for the red liquid of existence and the desire to taste the salty flavour of the skin in my mouth, I crave to satisfy my murderous needs. I long for the red flow that gives me energy and is the secret of my ever-lasting life. The feeling is so powerful, I can not fight it anymore. I need to appease my thirst, I need to drink, I need to drink it all until there is no more life, until it is all in me.

I can see the source of the ever so delicious smell of life. A young girl… well young, I truthfully don't know, I lost the ability to estimate someone's age. For some one as old as me, everyone is young without exemption, everyone is younger than I am. She does not seem to notice me, no one ever does. She is quite beautiful, long black hair, soft cream-coloured skin, long and slimy neck. I feel the craving getting even more vivid in my whole being. Soon I would be crawling to her to ease my noxious thirst.

I leap quietly in the shadow and fallow the girl who is walking slowly completely oblivious of the danger lurking at her. I almost petty her like I do to all my victims, not strong enough to defend themselves against an unmerited death. They will never have my chance, never will.

In the silence of the night I see her well formed body travelling slowly toward the dusky street ahead of us. Her round tainting rear, her smooth bare arms, her silky black hair… her long rosy neck. My desire reaches its peak as she passes trough the soft yellow lights of a streetlight to the darkness of a small allay. It is now or never. I vault before her in a movement faster than the eye can see.

" Aaaaahhhhh!" She screams, her voice is like the highest note of the little piccolo. " Were are you coming from? I didn't see you." She adds once she regains her senses.

I don't answer. It does not matter if I do or not, her end will be the same. I take a step into the light though. I see her eyes scanning me from head to toes and her expression changes from startle to near adoration toward my appearance. Her eyes stopped to stare directly in my eyes and no word will come out of her mouth anymore, not ever. As if in trance, she let me approach her the closest I can manage without braking my spell.

I raise my hand to caress her soft and hot check. The contrast between her skin and mine is frightening. Mine is of a death white and hers is of a delicious smooth mahogany, glowing with life. I see her blink when my hand touches her skin. To me, her skin is almost burning so I can imagine that, for her, my death pale hand must fell as cold as ice. Slowly, I bent my head down toward her long soft tan neck and kiss lightly the part where I can feel her pulse. I can hear her sigh in delight, if she knew what is awaiting her, she would have run away long before I had the chance to touch her silky check.

Now I tenderly lick the delicate skin, I can feel the salty flavour that characterises the taste of the skin melting on my tongue. She moans in pure bliss and enrols her arms around my neck pressing me closer to her beating heart. Ever so slowly, I close my mouth on her tender neck, my sharp teeth tearing her salty skin and making her scream in mixed pain and pleasure. Blood flows out of the wound in a fast pace and I drink down every drops of the life giving fluid of hers, sucking it all out of her weakening body. I can feel the hot blood running trough my whole being giving me some of the girl's colour, turning my white skin to a more rosy shade. I can hear her heart beating in a slowing pace showing that she is gradually dying in my mortal embrace. Ever so slowly, her arms begin to lose their grip around my shoulders to drop lifelessly to her side. As her pulse starts to stop, I pull her down toward to hard ground of the street right under the streetlight. Her head touches the pavement and my mouth lives her neck, still full of her blood. She let out her last sigh and dies.

" Sleep now… sleep and die…" I whisper as I live the dead girl for the whole world to see.

I am now completely satisfy and feel a little drowsy because of the sudden heat in my body. My eyes get back to the moon and I feel less weary of my life but…

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The soft breeze of the spring's night played with silky locks of auburn hairs. Big green eyes reflected the full moon up in the starry sky as it's light played gently with the delicate frame of the eyes owner, a woman about the age of 25 leaning against an opened window. Her jade colored pools stared dreamily at the nothingness of the space before her. In the background, a television was open on the news channel. The sound was low but we could perfectly hear the male reporter.

" Yet an other murder had been perpetuated tonight. This time it was a young teen girl named Shijani Jade. No doubts that this is the act of the same assassin who is already call 'The Vampire Killer'. After 5 murders all made the same way we can understand the name…"

" Will they ever stop this freak? Soon we won't even be allowed to walk outside at night." Sighed the woman as she moved from her place by the window to the table in front of it.

"Don't worry Sakura-chan, everything will be alright. They will get the monster and put him in jail or kill him for all I know." Said an other woman in the dark of the other room.

"I'm not worry Tomoyo-chan…"

Sakura turned her head toward the window once again and stared deeply at the glowing moon. Then she shut it and closed the curtains.

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