Diabolik Lovers: Trust in the Snake

PROLOGUE

Author's Notes: yeah, the cover sucks, I'm sorry.
This is more inspired by the anime, since there the Sakamaki brothers' behavior was pretty much worst then the games, where the worst it's only hinted (especially in Laito's route) but some of there are still "safe". But there will be references to the games as well.
English is not my first language so correction and suggestions on how to write things in the best way are welcomed, enjoy~
Also, there is a Trigger Warning for mention of violence and sexual abuse.

- LaraEndlight
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The night had always been misterious and cold, scary as well sometimes.
Those nights she used to lay down in bed and feel safe, shielded by the warm hug of the sheets in a such a childish fashion that she felt ashamed of her own behavior in different occasions.
And yet, even those childish moment where she curled around one of the old pushies in her home were the happiest moments she could think about, now that she was laying in that cold room, feeling so vulnerable that she could have been standing bare naked in a wood for the predators and the weather to feast upon and it wouldn't have changed a thing, for the predators were inside that house with her.
She could hear their steps as they walked the corridor outside her door, slowly, like they wanted her to hear them, to listen to her captors and shiver in bed and praying for them to stop there.
Oh, she hated those nights, how they turned something she once did daily into something she hated that much.
Praying the Lord had been something that gave her hope and made her feel protected and guided in her steps, but that hope was nothing more than a double-edged sword, something which now gave her a false hope of security that the monsters outside the door would shatter with no mercy and it was painful, every night she was able to hope again and feel that safe sensation, each one of those nights would end up the same, but more and more painful as every hope, every dream of freedom, was brutally ripped from her.
And worse than that, was the hate she started to feel for herself.
She tried to fight, from the very first day she had been trapped in that hellish place, she screamed at them, she even got as far as slapping them when they tried to use her as mere food or to violate her body, nothing ever worked and she couldn't run away, she had nowhere to go and they loved a good chase, it only served to make them more excited, more ferocious, more violent (if it was even possible for them to get worst than their usual self). She was at their mercy and knowing that fighting them would only bring more pain, she stopped fighting, merely protesting with a fragile voice as they mocked and used her, so the disgust and self-hate came.
She was like a rabbit against the jaws of a wolf: useless and hopeless and while she kept repeating herself that she wasn't at fault, that she shouldn't blame herself for being a mere human against six vampires, she couldn't stop.
That situation was slowly bringing her to the point of breakdown.

<< Difficult night, darling? >>

Jumping at the sudden and unknown voice, the girl sat in her bed looking at the stranger inside the room: it was a woman with long purple hair, sitting in front of the mirror, with no reflection to look back at her, that told the girl everything she needed to know.
"Is she here to torment me as well?"

<< Oh, my poor Yui, you have nothing to be afraid of. >>

Yui wasn't surprised that a supernatural being was able to hear her thoughts, nor that she already knew her name, she was more surprised to see her face when she turned around.
The vampiress was beautiful, the most beautiful woman she had ever seen, yet her face was familiar, Yui remembered those emerald snake-like eyes, but she couldn't recall where or when she first saw them.