My Beloved Vampire knight

That Night

Historia POV

"Mama" I called out as my floor length radiant snow white hair flew behind me as I ran with my bright baby blue eyes gleaming with joy.

"Historia don't run! You'll fall" she warned and soon enough I tripped over my own feet, but before I could fall face flat on the ground my dearest brother caught me.

"Thank you James-niisan" I exclaimed as his bright light blue eyes filled with worry looked down at me.

"Be more careful next time" he said worried as I noticed the light reflect off his radiant white hair like mine.

James is my dearest twin brother. I couldn't live without him even when I was little.

"Ria aren't you going to give your papa a hug" my papa said as he bent down and spread out his hands for me to run into.

Our radiant white hair and bright light blue eyes run in the family. You aren't a Hellsinger if you don't have these traits. Legend has it that our great great great and great grandpa made a pact with the god of the sea. The sea god and my great grandpa x4 were best friends ever since he visited land and needed a place to stay. After all us supernatural beings have to stick together. The sea god told his dear friend to come to him whenever he needed anything.

One day great grandpa x4 was in danger due to some greedy vampires wanting his power. Therefore he went to his best friend the sea god to ask for the protection of his future bloodline. He died in the end and great grandma x4 was taken care of by Poseidon, but as evidence of the promise that Poseidon swore to protect his future bloodline we were blessed with the color eyes of the purest of waters, light blue.

At least that's what mama tells me and because of the myth we're also able to drink sea water to satisfy our hunger. It's tastes like blood to us and the purer the better.

Papa twirled me in his arms as I giggled in his hold.

"Higher" I exclaimed.

"Look Who's a big girl! Aren't you afraid of the height" he asked as I nodded no.

"I trust you papa. You won't drop me" I said reassuringly as he smiled warmly at me and kissed the top of my head.

"Hey" James exclaimed in jealously.

"Historia is mine" he huffed from the ground as papa placed me back down and I went to hug James and he held me protectively.

"Awww. Remember when we were like that" mama said as papa huffed.

"Yea but she's my daughter and my own son won't let me hug her or baby her" he said sadly.

Sadly our happy family moment would have to be shattered.

"William! Elizabeth" our most loyal butler and maid came running.

Tonight everything would crumble right in front of our eyes.

"Rosie! Ai! What happened" papa commanded seriously.

Our happy and peaceful days would come to an end.

"They've come again" Rosie whispered as the door had flown against the room and we were able to dodge it with our vampire speed.

Rosie and Ai pulled out their weapons. Rosie a large inhumanly sized double bladed scythe and Ai a large double bladed sword. Their weapons were special they could reflect vampire magic if used correctly and one stab can be a fatal wound.

"Historia! James" mama called out as she ran to us blindly.

"Elizabeth" my papa's last cries echoed through our living room.

Even today this image of her, this scene that plays before me, constantly haunts me, being repetitive in my nightmares.

"Mama" I questioned as she was stabbed with an anti vampire dagger.

No.

"Historia" James called as he pulled me protectively in his arms keeping me from looking at my mothers body.

"Run" I heard mama whisper as my papa came to us making sure to dodge every weapon and killing those around him.

Even to the last breath she thought of us and put our lives in front of her own.

"James get your sister out of here! Run! Run as far away as you can and don't look back" papa yelled handing him something, a pair of two rings, mamas and his.

I wonder what they would've thought today if they knew what we did with those rings or more specifically to whom we gave them to.

"Mama, papa" James whispered, but was pushed away with me in his arms in a hallway.

"GO" papa yelled.

"No" I whispered finally getting my voice back, but James carried me on his shoulders while I tried getting off but couldn't "MAMA! PAPA!AI! ROSIE! DON'T LEAVE! I LOVE YOU!"

We were only 4 years old when this all happened.

My wails echoed through the hallways as James quickly put me down and I ran with him as he pulled me by the arm.

If this didn't happen, I wonder if I still would've been able to meet the love of my life.

I saw that he too was crying, but clenched his teeth so he wouldn't cry as much as I did. My cries grew, I cried for the both of us as we continued to run through the cold snowy forest to a destination which I knew too well.

I wonder if I still would've been able to live longer, like I'm suppose to, since James and I were one of the originals just like the Kuran's.