Nagisa Shiota isn't normal. His mother is abusive towards him, and he has terrifying bloodlust. However, Nagisa's life has just changed at an alarming rate.
Karma Akabane isn't normal. He got suspended for violent behavior and is considered a comple...
He dashed towards me, his cold eyes staring at me the entire time. Almost as if they were glowing. His hands kept lurching forward, and he seemed as if he just kept on getting faster. It was so unclear to me what he was aiming for. Was he mad or something?
"Look Nagisa I'm r-really sorry and if there's anything I c-can do to help or m-make it up to you p-please tell me!"
I pleaded with him but he just kept on going, not caring about any of his surroundings. I ended up walking so far backwards that I hit the wall.
His blank red eyes wouldn't look away for a mere second, and I felt myself start to quake with fear.
Nagisa's point of view
Where am I?
I looked around this complete void I was in, my surroundings a crimson color. My eyes wander off, attempting to find out where I was and what was going on. I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming, but, I feel scared.
That's when the dream turned to a nightmare. And not just any nightmare where something scary happens that could never occur in real life just kind of freaks you out, but the worst possible nightmare in the entire world.
My memories of the past three days flood the room.
I'm totally gonna die.
Tears fill my eyes as I think of all the things I never got to do. All the things that I never got to see, hear, smell, taste and feel. I've wasted my life away working towards the future that I don't have.
Why? Why on earth do we have to waste our youth away working towards a future that might get cancelled?
As I lay there losing blood, this hooded man stumbles towards me. He had these dead red eyes and was wearing a dirty black sweatshirt.
"Say kid." His gruff voice spoke up, his vocal chords obviously damaged by smoking. "You want to live don't you?"
I attempted a nod, but it hurt too much to move, so I merely squeaked in agony.
"I'll take that as a yes." He commented, grabbing a pocket knife.
He slit is wrist, an merely waited for blood to come out. After that he simply shoved his filthy wrist in my mouth and let the blood trickle in.
"Listen up kid. Cause I'm only goin' to say this once." He scoffed, making serious I contact with me, even though his wrist was still violently placed in my mouth. "You've got to constantly get blood to survive. We don't need a lot of blood. If you get a couple drops a day you should do fine. But don't drink to much from one person. If someone were to die because of our kind, we'd be fucked over. As of right now our jumping ability gives us and edge if we want to get a little bit of blood fast. But remember. Blood. Every. Day. If you go two days without blood you'll get extremely tired, and try to drink too much. But after three days, your sanity will completely escape from your grasp. You'll lose control and end up killing something, someone, or yourself."
After that, the man faded into the shadows, and I stood up and watched in absolute amazement and horror as my wounds closed up.
What the hell?
After that recap I was sent back to a room full of crimson.
It was quiet.
"Nagisa"
Wasn't it?
"Nagisa."
I can't tell.
"Nagisa!"
I'm suddenly flung back into my reality.
Karma was on the floor, my hands were on his neck, I was on top of him, and he was yelling my name.
Oh my god.
Was that the insanity the guy told me about? Did I just lose control? How did I get here?
"Nagisa, Nagisa!" Karma stumbled in between pants. I had been choking him. With my bare hands. The small, frail and anything but threatening Nagisa Shiota, was strangling my class' top student and assassin, Karma Akabane.
I could see the fear in his eyes. The red color mixing with the tints of orange. As I sat there and looked at him for a while, his hand cupped my cheek.
"It's okay Nagisa. I'm right here. You're okay. Everything's gonna be alright."
His conforting words failing to reach me, I stayed right where I was. And watched in complete fear as a tear rolled of his cheek.
He. He was crying. Because of me. Because of what I just put him through. He was scared of me. Me. It's all my fault.
I immediately fell backwards, screaming at what I had just caused. I violently hit a wall, and just couldn't stop freaking out.
Why.
Why do I always ruin everything?
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Well.
That, was something. You're probably confused about Nagisas 'situation'. Allow me to explain.
Nagisa, as he is now, is a watered down version of a vampire.
Things he does have: - The ability to heal himself - The requirement of drinking blood - The ability to jump extremely high - Red eyes
Things he doesn't have: - Immortality(he can still die of old age!!!) - Speed - Sharp teeth
Also sorry for not updating.
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