Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Demon in my view ❯ When someone knows too much ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
was walking on a lonely dirt road covered with orange, red, and brown leaves. I wasn’t going anywhere in particular I was just walking. It was the middle of the night, my favorite time to be alone. Only tonight I wasn’t alone.
I could not see or hear anybody else… but I could smell them. I did not know why it was following me. I did know for certain that one of us would be eliminated before the sun rises; I also knew it wouldn’t be me.
I found it easily enough. It was a boy no older than seventeen. He swiftly reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife. He was fast, but I was faster. I grabbed his wrist as he tried to slit my throat. I effortlessly snapped his wrist in two. All that could be heard were his shrieks of agony. Among those shrieks I heard the words ‘You Demon Child’. I didn’t care I heard that often. He was in pain and I liked it. I didn’t usually play with my food, but I just couldn’t help myself. It was so wickedly pleasurable.
I finally tilted his head back and neatly sunk my fangs into a familiar vein in his neck. I drank the sweet nectar, I sucked him dry. I let his lifeless body fall to the ground. Then to hide the evidence of my meal I slit his throat with his own knife. ‘That’s what you get for hunting the hunter’ I thought, feeling quite satisfied with myself.
Even after ten years this memory still haunts me. It’s as if it only happened yesterday. ‘But it wasn’t yesterday!!! Get a grip Akiara!’ no matter how much I yell at my self this memory still disturbs me. That was the night of my sixth birthday. I had no friends and no family. I was alone and I liked it, I was happy. When I found him I just could not control myself, my instincts took over. I wanted blood and I got it.
That was when I first realized that I was not human. After a bit of research I figured out what I was. I was a vampire, a creature of the night. My only form of sustenance is human blood. I also learned that hundreds of years ago there was a war between the shinobi and the vampires of the world. Vampires were greatly out numbered. The text said they were completely wiped out. Obviously they missed one… yeah me! From that day on I avoided the sunlight, not because it burns my flesh but because when the sunlight touches my skin I glitter like a diamond reflecting many miniature rainbows against my surroundings. If any knowledgeable ninja were to see me they’d know what I was and would want me dead.
It took me a couple of years to truly accept who I am. I try so hard not to kill more than my fill, but every now and again I slip and many end up dead. I take care of their bodies personally. I am not immortal and can die just as easily as any one else.
When I look in the mirror I see a monster, but what I see and what everyone else sees are completely different. They see a girl with unnatural beauty. I have hair as red as the blood I drink coming down to my lower back. My eyes are a deep violet that can hypnotize any human. My face is perfect almost godly in a way. I have long legs, prominent hips, a slim waist and full breasts. Even though I don’t get much daylight to myself I have a nice almost golden tan. Even with all this beauty through my eyes I still see something horrendous. I’m a demon in my view.
Once again I walk alone under the stars. After a while I got bored and lied down on the grass to watch the stars. After an hour I caught the scent of potato chips. I got up and found the boy easily. He was munching on those fried things like there was no tomorrow. Maybe that explains why he was so chubby. I looked at him and he looked back. ‘Ugg what does he want? He’s getting on my nerves’ I thought bitterly to myself.
“What’s …wrong? Aren’t you gonna… drink my blood… too?” He said in between bites. That made me angry. ‘How does he know my secret? He must of saw me feed earlier.’
“Please” I said making it sound more like ‘Puh-lease’. “It probably tastes like bacon bits any ways.” I could smell the fear and anger in his sweat.
“What are you saying?” he asked trying to sound calm but his voice slightly cracked when he continued. “I’m not good enough to eat?”
“I’m saying I don’t eat fatsos!” I yelled just to make him angry, and it worked. All of a sudden anger consumed him and he lost all fear he once had for me. He did a justu and made himself bigger and rounder than he already was.
“Human boulder!” he bellowed. Then he came at me with great speed. As a vampire my physical strength as well as my speed greatly increased, and my senses became exceedingly sharp. I dodged his attack with ease.
I myself am not a ninja, but I am a great warrior. People are just deceived by my appearance and underestimate me. Over the years I have learned and perfected my ability to control blood. I can kill with just one drop of it. It is the only weapon I have and it’s the only weapon I need. I pulled out my most treasured possession, an intricately carved silver dagger. It’s never been used for fighting but I still keep dangerously sharp. I used this to make a small incision on my wrist. My blood oozed out drop by drop. My cut healed in an instant that was long enough for me to extract the blood I needed. I shaped my blood into lethal senbon needles that poison the target killing him from the inside. I threw my needles with uncanny accuracy, four needles to the chest. I watched as he slowed down and finally came to halt. I watched as the chubby boy gasped for air twitched in pain. Then at last the life left him and his eyes glazed over.