Yuuki woke up inside a dark room. Her mind was groggy and blurred. Drugged. She was drugged? She tried moving her arms but nothing happened. She wiggled her toes but they didn't move. She tried to cry out in desperation but her voice made no noise.
"She's awake. The pureblood's awake." She heard shuffling somewhere to her right.
"Keep her immobile. We won't be able to control her if she starts moving."
The room wasn't dark, she realized. Her eyes were shut and no matter the force she applied to open them, they wouldn't lift.
"Is it frustrating you, Ms. Pureblood? I bet it is. Can't move can you? Ha. Blame your grandfather for that. Poor bastard turned you in just so he could be human. Selfish of him, huh?" A low chuckle sounded by her ear. Torture. That's what this was. She couldn't move.
Kaname entered Yuuki's bedroom that evening intent on surprising her. Imagine his shock when he found her gone. He smelled a faint air of blood and knew that she had drunk the glass he sent her. Good. He was happy she was adjusting. But where was she? He followed her scent to private study of Mr. Tenchiki. A foul odor wafted around the door. He knocked, and then opened the door. Mr. Tenchiki sat behind his desk, his fingertips touching.
"Where is she?" It was a demand this time.
"She can't see you now."
"Hisao." Kaname stared at him coldly, inserting every ounce of resentment and suspicion he's ever had in that one glare.
"Everyone dies. Where is she?"
"We Tenchikis can't stand these long lives of ours. They're too long, too stable, and too unchanging. We aren't meant to live this way. We have never achieved as much as the other families. We knew our own unworthiness. So we refused to cross lines because we didn't want to breed our incompetence. We Tenchikis don't know what we are or what we want and it is hell, living like this. We are purposeless. We made up what we lacked in skill and a sense of self by training our minds to be our weapon. We are vampires, but at heart – we are little more than human pieces of trash. But it's who we are, and even I know you can't change that."
Hisao Tenchiki's coughs had died down to where he said the majority without an interruption of violent coughs. He was breathless. Kaname could hear his heart stuttering sporadically.
"I'm not coughing. Not anymore. It's too late. It's like chess, you see, and I made the wrong move. Yuuki was a chance for us. No one wanted her, let alone knew of her existence. So I gave her to the human-lovers. I did that. We don't appreciate immortality though we should. We know we're at fault. But I was foolish and saw her as an opportunity to force a change to all that. They were trying to develop a method to change vampires to humans. And it worked. It really worked. Then it was lost when that damn level E attacked and ruined everything. I know you love her. And I can't tell you how sorry I am. I'm sorry. So completely and irrevocably sorry." He lowered his hands into his lap, not breaking eye contact with Kaname.
"Hisao. Where did you take her?" His voice was barely controlled and hate seeped from his pores.
"It's too late. They're trying again. This time it will be final. No mistakes. No interruptions. And though I will die. Maybe I can still win. I am so sorry." Hisao closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.
"Do it now. I am ready."
Kaname killed him.
All vampires started when they smelled the spilt blood of a pureblood. They looked at each other, mentally tallying who was missing. Then, in a frenzy, they all rushed to the offending smell. It was here, that the Tenchiki family found their patriarch's corpse lying serenely in his chair. They all knew who did it, and most knew why.
"So it's happened. He took her again. Damn." Spoke up one.
"This should've stopped a long time ago. It will end this time."
Ichijou stood in a corner, confused, though assessing the situation as best he could. He smelled Yuuki, Kaname, a faint gas smell. What had happened?
"They're so close. They're so damn close. We won't have to live like this anymore."
"Yuuki seemed sweet, but she dying for a greater cause."
"A greater cause."
Ichijou's face darkened. Most had forgotten his presence. He then felt a familiar pressure around his aura. Kaname was here. He was hiding, listening. Then he burst from Nothing and promptly proceeded to execute the entirety of the Tenchiki line, while Ichijou Takuma stood by. After long minutes of pure slaughter, a seething Kaname stood, alone, in the middle of the room, blood of his sisters and brothers on his hands. Ichijou watched his friend in disbelief. Never, NEVER had ever seen Kaname this mad. Yuuki was dying. That much he knew.
"Where is she?"
"I don't know. And they would never tell me. They're better off this way." Kaname was panting and on the inside his emotions were in turmoil. Yuuki. His Yuuki. They took her. Took her away from him. For that, they must all die. Quickly composing himself, he turned to Ichijou.
"I want you to notify the families. Have them search every human lover's facility in the world. GO. Now."
Ichijou nodded quickly and sped off. Yuuki was his sister, and he wasn't about to lose her.