Yui's sister

The awakening is completed

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"I see. It finally makes sense." A well-known voice wakes me up from my dark thoughts that threatened to overtake me.

Nozomi p.o.v
"I thought it was strange. Only just recently, the tiniest whiff of Nozomi's blood smelled so sweet it would drive me crazy." Kanato adds, holding his teddy closer to him. "Teddy, it was hard to restrain ourselves, wasn't it?" He whispers creepily. I need to get out of here.
"I'm sure a drink of her blood would be very satisfying. I'm just getting excited thinking about it." He smirks as he captures my eyes.
I shudder in disgust. I need to get out of here. The picture of my room flashes before my eyes and before I know it I activate on my powers.
Their surprised faces is last thing I see before it's morphed into a more well-known dark place. This shit again.

Third p.o.v
Ayato steps closer to them, a cold look in his eyes. They recover quickly from the surprise and Laito smiles knowingly.
"It's not nice to be greedy, Ayato." Although Kanato seems to not like it that much. "We want to taste her, too, you know."
"Shut up. She's mine." He scowls.

Nozomi p.o.v
I pant a bit as I land with a thud on the floor. As I finally have enough rest to breathe normally again, I glance down at my hands. Why is it easier to use my powers? With a sigh I shake my head and look up again, noticing that I don't see Shadow anywhere. Where is she? Did something happen to her?
Panic threatens to break through but I force myself to get up and stumble to my bed, opening a drawer to grasp something.
My hand closes around the cool surface of the knife. A flash of blood on that woman flashes through my mind. Kill...What if I kill...
"Stop smelling like that." A rough voice cut of my dark thoughts, only to be grabbed and my head is roughly pulled to the side. He bites down in my shoulder, not sparing me a glance. The dark thoughts threaten to rise again, alongside with something else. Kill...Kill them and you're freed from them.
"It's so good. I'll make you really feel my fangs." He bites down again, and the feeling even worsens that I almost black out. Kill...Kill...Kill.
"I will destroy you if you keep going. Your blood is irresistible. More, I need more. I will make it all mine, down to the last drop!" He continues with drinking my blood, not noticing the inner turmoil that is raging inside me.
I free myself from his hands before it gets out of the hand, and before I can catch myself, I stumble against my bed. Not noticing that I dropped the knife.
"Have you become afraid of us now?" He asks, picking up the knife.
"Shut..the fuck...up..." I clench my teeth, the anger souring high through my head, clouding the rational part. "You don't...know what...I..am capable...off."
I shut my eyes, feeling that my eyes are changing slowly. Not fucking now, stop, stop, stop! "Here keep it." As I open my eyes again and glance besides, I see the knife laying there. "It is your blood that drives them mad." Says a voice I don't want to hear again in a million years.
"Their behaviour was out of ordinary. Surely you noticed that." He stands with his back towards me. Yeah, they were practically saying I should marry them so I would belong to them, not that it matters to them if I'm married or not.
"And why wouldn't it be? Your nearly awakened blood fascinates them, and makes them lose control." I pause, giving him an are-you-fucking-out -of -your -mind expression. "Each will become frantic to make you his own, which will lead to an ugly conflict. And ultimately, it will undoubtedly lead to tragic deaths for the lot of them." I glare at him. If you hadn't brought me here in the first place, this all wouldn't have happened.
Suddenly his hand grasps my face and squeezes, hard. I wince almost unnoticeable. "Admit it. Deep down inside you, you knew this will happen. That this will be your fault, your fault that you brought this upon them."
This is your fault, your fault for being born in the first place. I pull my head away from him, feeling all of the sudden empty, tired and above all, hopelessness. Why did I try in the first place if I never can escape?
"Clear your thoughts. The answer will eventually come to you. You need only accept it when it comes. Without fear." He turns his back to me again, looking out of the window. "As though it is your destiny." All my thoughts, emotions and memories vanish when I stand up.
The doors of the balcony fly wide open by the heavy gusts of wind. I barely think any of it as I walk onto the balcony. But my subconscious vaguely registers that something is wrong, and how much I try, I can't move my body.
Long, purple hair catches my eye. N...N...She smirks knowingly down at me, stretching out her right hand. I walk closer, and closer, and don't stop till I'm close enough to touch her hand. I feel my subconscious slipping into the darkness as my hand comes closer to her's. I...I don't...want...to end...like this.
Her hand encloses mine's and with a soft thud I fall on the ground, holding the hand I touched her's with close to me.
"The time of the complete awakening has finally arrived." He smirks, looking smug as he gazes down at the girl. Finally, it will happen.
"Cordelia!" For a moment the girls eyes are closed. And as she opens them, the familiar blood-red has made place for something else. Green eyes with narrow pupils.