The Story of Vampire Michaela by Kagami Takaya~

Prologue

Prologue - Creed

This is a story of vengeance.
It goes way back to the genesis of vampires, it's the story of how the angel Michaela fell from heaven into the unsightly earth.

"Ohh, God. God. Give me your blood..."

"...",God.

Why did it turn out like this?, Mikaela thought.

When he was a child, all he wanted was for his parents to laugh. He was always laughing for this very reason. He was so desperate, it's like he gave it all he had to please them. But even so, they abandoned him.

They were on a highway. Traveling at 100 km, maybe 120 km per hour, that was when his mother opened the sliding door of the minivan and said,
"Go ahead, jump off, Mikaela."

"I, I don't want to..."

"Hurry up."

"I don't want to, mama! P-papa, help me!"
His father sat on the driver's seat as Mika asked him for help. He knew his father wasn't going to help him, though.

These days his father was always drinking, getting drunk. He kept saying "your mom's going crazy because of you" every time he had the chance, then he would hit Mikaela. Wishing that hand would stop hitting him, he told his father that he loved him every day. "I love you, papa." But even so, his father didn't stop. With a sad look on his face, he would hit him.

Apparently his mother was into some kind of religion. He didn't really know what 'religion' was at that time because he was only five, but in retrospect, it was probably something religious.

His mother would come and go to a "church" every day. Then she started going to strange meetings. He thinks it was around that time that his father started drinking. Wasn't the cause of all of this somewhere in that religion, then?

Inside the car at 120 km per hour. With the door opened, his mother smiled gently at him with her beautiful face, then said,
"Come on, Mikaela. Jump."

"No. I don't want to."

"It will be all right. You are a chosen child, after all."

"Please, mama. I...I'll be a good boy!"

"You are a good boy."

"Then I'll be even better! I'll make you and papa happy!", Mikaela shouted as he cried. Even so, his mother grabbed his arm.

"If you want to make us happy, then jump. Right here, right now, jump off this car."

"Mama, mama!"

"You don't have to worry. You're special. You're a chosen child. And you carry the name Michaela, no matter what. Now go!"

"Mama! Mama! Don't...Don't abandon me!"

He clung to his mother but she pushed him away, strongly, as she said,
"I love you, Mikaela."

He was thrown out of the car. At that moment, it was like he was seeing everything in slow-motion. The gray road flowing at a frightening speed. The clear sky with no traces of clouds. Then they moved around one after the other, his field of vision going in circles.

He was probably going to die. But that didn't matter anymore. Because knowing that he was abandoned by his parents already carved a deep enough wound on his heart. He was thrown away. He wasn't needed.
He fell on his head. His neck snapped. He felt his right arm and left leg breaking. His organs were smashed against the asphalt and he felt intense pain from his belly. His body was completely wrecked.
And yet.

"..."
And yet, somehow, he was still conscious.

He watched as he saw the car his inebriated father was driving -the same one he was riding together with his parents just a moment ago-, meander, collide with a car next to it, then overturning. Then he also saw a truck ram into it. After that, car after car crashed into each other, the car of his parents caught on fire, then a big explosion happened. Mika watched the whole thing in a daze, as he lay collapsed on the ground.

He couldn't stand up. His body wouldn't move the way he wanted it to. The only thing that was clear to him was that, if he was inside that car, he would definitely be dead. But he survived. Was he lucky or unfortunate? Even now, he doesn't know the answer.

Why did it turn out like this?
Why did something like this happen?

Several years later—

The world was destroyed by a virus. Children were caught by vampires and were crammed in together deep down below surface. But even so, even now, he still remembers the last words his mother told him.

"You don't have to worry. You're special. You're a chosen child. And you carry the name Michaela, no matter what. Now go!"

What on earth did she mean by that? Just what exactly was "Michaela"?
He turned into vampire livestock without knowing the answer.

« Notes »
"Mikaela" and "Michaela" are written the same way (ミカエラ).