This might turn into a two shot.
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Tsuna groaned as he woke up, shifting his head from side to side. He went to move his hand from its position besides his head, but found he was unable to. Panic started to set in as he tried to free his hands and ankles that were bound to the table he laid on. He looked around inspecting what little of the room he could see. The room was illuminated by candles otherwise it was the room was dark. Tsuna shivered not liking the coldness the dark was giving off. In the dim candle light Tsuna could see weird markings on the wall written in what looks to be blood. At that all the color drained from his face.
A loud creak of a door startled him causing his to look over at the sound, but he couldn’t make out anything in the darkness. However his could sense movement and his intuition blared in warning that this was not a good place to be. Several cloaked figures slowly came into the dim light and made a circle around the table Tsuna was on. For some reason Tsuna could not find his voice and that scared him. The people that surrounded Tsuna raised their arms above their heads and started chanting something in Latin.
“Sub luna plena, dominus tecum puer unus ex pura cor tuum vocamus se aperire coeperunt hac nocte. O puerum clam noctu egressus Domine quis vestrum igitur de sequatur ipsis.” They repeated that several times before a intense cold filled the room.
The people that surrounded him finished whatever they were chanting which only made his breath quicken. A damp cold chill filled the room. Tsuna gulped and pulled against what bound him to the table. SOMETHING was in the room with him and the other people. His voice was caught in his throat, all he could do was look around in panic. His intuition blared with a warning of danger as he noticed the cloaked people slowly move away from him, and the dark menacing ora that suddenly appeared in the room came closer. Tsuna whimpered and struggled more against the binds. After all he's been through this is the first time he has been scared into submission. He closed his caramel eyes tightly when he felt an ice cold hand trail up his leg to his torso, the cold seeping through his clothes. The cold hand cupped his chin caressing his cheek, long sharp nails lightly clawing his chin and cheeks as it moved his head from side to side.
"He will do," A deep dry voice spoke sounding almost amused and delighted. Gracious murmurs came from the people who had called this entity here.
"Open your eyes child and meet your fate," the voice spoke again. Tsuna didn't want to but his eyes opened anyway. What stood before him shocked him. A man with porcelain skin and fangs protruding from his mouth smirked down at him. Tsuna then felt a whole new kind of fear, one he couldn’t explain. The man flicked his hand sending the people away, never taking his piercing red eyes off of Tsuna. Tsuna was frozen in his position unable to even struggle.
“This smell of fear I have not had the pleasure of smelling in a millenia, nor have I seen the look of pure unfiltered fear. I do quite enjoy it,” he mused as he bent down closer to Tsuna’s face. The stale smell of blood came from the man’s breath. Tsuna wanted to turn his head away but found himself unable to due to the grip the man had on his chin.
“You will learn soon enough learn about what it is like to be one with the darkness of a new moon night,” the man said as he titled Tsuna’s face towards the ebony cloak he wore exposing the most vulnerable spot on his neck. Tsuna’s panic only grew as he managed to find the will to struggle against the bindings once again.
“Your struggles are useless dear child,” the man said before he sank his fangs into Tsuna’s skin. Tsuna continued to struggle despite what the man said. Tsuna felt the man smirk as he sucked Tsuna’s blood. Struggles started to become weaker the more blood Tsuna lost, till he was completely still. The man pulled away.
“There, now with you too close to death to move I shall do what I came here for,” the man said looking directly into Tsuna’s dulling caramel gaze. From there the man slit his own wrist making sure his blood poured from the wound before allowing the blood to spill into Tsuna’s mouth. Tsuna was far too weak to prevent the foreign blood from seeping down his throat. The man pulled his arm away just as the door burst open.
“Get away from him!” A familiar voice to Tsuna growled. The man smirked at the fedora wearing man.
“He no longer is of any use to me. His heart beat will not last much longer anyway. I bide you a fearful night gentlemen.” The man said and turned to smoke just as Reborn shot at the man. A wicked laughed filled the still cold air as Reborn and Ryohei rushed over to Tsuna. Tsuna’s eyes slowly fluttered shut as he went limp.
