Zero is my Vampire Knight, too

Prologue

The clock chimed. It echoed through the desolate prison awakening no one from their insanity. He looked over at the one solid wall - the only thing that told his story - and, limply, etched another tally line. Eighteen.

“Happy Anniversary.” One of his fellow captives laughed, hysterically. There wasn’t anything to be happy about eighteen years stuck in a jail cell with a bunch of hungry creatures: beasts he despised. Eighteen years since he saw the moon. Eighteen years since he felt fresh air on his cold skin. Eighteen years since humans found out about us.

        Eighteen years since her death.

        He has tried to forget about her. Yet the more he sinks into madness, the more he grasps onto her to keep him rooted. Her smile, her eyes, her stupidity. They were so much a like - they’d been through so much in their lives - and when they found one another in the darkness of reality, it was special. They just fitted together like two complementary broken pieces binding together to make one. Yet it was ripped away from him, from both of them. The pain is still fresh in his mind like it happened seconds ago. He could see her before him but she no longer smiled, she no longer had a shine in her eyes, she no longer existed. 

It shouldn’t have been you, it should have been me.

        He looked down at his hands. Lifeless and dead they seemed as they hung off the side of the bed. It didn’t matter that claws were forming. It didn’t matter how many times he tried to scratch his way out of here. It didn’t matter that they were stained with his blood. Nothing matter anymore. Nothing.

A distant sound was heard. Footsteps. It was something new, something strange, something simple. His fellow jailers hissed at the noise, scared of what it meant. Scared of what it could be. No one visited, not ever. Footsteps getting closer. The strides seemed familiar. His sense of smell picked up a stink that made him sick. It was rich and powerful, one that he knew too well. One that he should of exterminated eons ago. The closer the beast got to rounding the corner, the more he tried to sit up but his whole body protested.

        “You don’t have to get up for me.” The voice smiled, as it appeared in front of his cell suddenly.

        “I’m doing it for me.” He aggressively spoke, making him cough afterwards, as he used all his reserved energy on sitting up. “What do you want with us? Has your reign on the world finally stopped?”

        The voice laughed, “That’s the next step.”

        “Leave me out of it then.”

        “Who said I was going to use you?”

        “So why you here then?”

        “Maybe I want to see some of my old friends.”

        He looked at the dark shadow in front of him, baring his fangs. “You don’t have friends. I am certainly not one and I don’t think these guys are, any more. You shoved your only true friend in here and now look at him.” The shadow didn’t move. It made him feel so angry that he exploded, pointing to his next door neighbour “Look at him!”

“He’s certainly a lot quieter.”

        “Are you fucking serious?! You turned him insane. Everyday he’d say that you wouldn’t leave him in here, you wouldn’t do something like this. Now look at him, there is no response. Nothing.”

        “What’s your point?”

        Again the tall figure did not look. He just stood there in his long coat. There was no way in getting through to him. Typical, so stubborn in thinking that whatever they do is correct. So mighty. So mediocre. So mind numbing. With a heavy sigh, he spoke, “Just get to the point of why you are here?”