Before I start the story, I should explain everything that has been going on with this story. I know that in the past year I have been going on a crazed rampage of rewriting and deleting chapters over and over again. However, I wasn't happy with any of those rewritten versions and I realized how similar they were to the version I had up before I deleted chapters.
After a lot of thought and mulling over it repeatedly, I decided I would put back the story the way it had been before all the deletions and rewrites were made. It became obvious the version I kept falling back on despite my revisions and deletions was that one version I should've kept up from the very beginning. I wanted to move onto new content for this story and go on with what I had planned for it past the Sasaki imprisonment.
I am awfully sorry for the past year and how messy the state of this story has been. Then ended up putting back the story the way it had been. I am hoping that you will enjoy this story as it had been before.
For the new readers as well as old, I hope you will continue to enjoy this story!
Thank you! =D
P.S. Despite it being the version I had when I first restarted, I decided to change some names around. The Levin family originate from Japan which didn't make sense to have Levin as a last name. Levin has been changed to Sasaki... and Koji's twin has been renamed as Shoji.
Within Hell, there existed a powerful race of demons that were called Hellraines that resembled gods to the demons. Their powers were dark and deadly capable of manipulating shadows and controlling demons to do their bidding. Many demons feared what would happen to them if they continued to let the Hellraines live.
One by one, the few Hellraines left were pursued and destroyed. A god decided to spare a Hellraine interested in the powers they possessed and control this powerful being for himself.
However, the Hellraine broke free from the god's control. He spent ten thousand years instilling terror and compliance within the supernatural beings he met. Through many confluent events that took place, it ultimately led to his death leaving his remaining child wanted by many who were fascinated by the Hellraines wanting to possess their power while some wanted the existence of Hellraines to end still fearing what would happen to them.
They searched for the Hellraine, but were unable to find her. The Hellraine had completely vanished from existence.
Tainted Blood: Book I
Her honey brown shoulder length hair was tussled back by the night breeze. Her heart was beating rapidly and her breathing was ragged as she raced through the streets at an incomprehensible speed.
Lillie Ezrae could hear her pursuer coming closer as she heard its footsteps hitting the pavement getting closer. There was a lingering smell of death. She abruptly turned a corner into a dead end and was confronted by a pair of glowing red eyes belonging to a large wolf. Lillie wanted to head into the other direction, yet another slightly smaller wolf blocked her path.
The wolves both possessed pitch-black fur that was mottling in various places on their bodies, and dried blood matted down their fur. These wolves had come back from the dead.
Lillie wasn't surprised. She acknowledged the existence of the supernatural that lurked within the night preying on the innocent.
It was because she was a demon pretending to be a sixteen-year-old high school girl.
The wolves took a step closer growling at her ferociously. Lillie scowled," There's another one." In a quick motion she had taken out a pocketknife out of her jacket spinning it between her fingers as it began to change into a single-headed meteor hammer.
The larger wolf leaped at her from behind as she began swinging the chain beside her in a counterclockwise, circular motion and whipped it. The metal ball hit the wolf as she jump kicked the smaller wolf coming for her.
The wolves were knocked back in opposite directions as Lillie smiled in satisfaction continuing to swing the meteor hammer in a circular motion beside her.
The two wolves leaped at her again. Lillie whipped the meteor hammer towards the larger wolf but it dodged and pinning her to the ground losing her grip on the chains of the meteor hammer. Lillie attempted to push the wolf off her as she kept glancing above her for the other wolf. It was skulking towards her hungrily. The larger wolf on top of her was snapping its teeth at her.
"Oh… crap," she mumbled trying to reach for the chain to her meteor hammer. Her fingertips were a few millimeters from reaching it. The smaller wolf was getting closer to her and she couldn't hold off the larger wolf any longer as she could smell the warm stink of wolf breath on her face.
Lillie could feel the metal at her fingertips and she quickly grabbed it. In a quick motion, she wrapped the chain around the wolf's neck just as it was about to bite down on her she tightened the chains. The wolf gasped for air. Lillie quickly looked overhead to see the smaller wolf attempting to slash her with its paw. She quickly moved her head to the side narrowly missing it.
"I could really… use some help… about now," Lillie muttered under her breath holding off the larger wolf as best she could while keeping an eye on the other wolf. A blond blur came out of nowhere slamming the smaller wolf into the concrete. The concrete cracked from the impact.
Lillie had the chance to deal with the larger wolf overtop of her and began to tighten the chain around its neck even more. The chains began to cut into the wolf's skin. The newcomer had stabbed his hand straight through the wolf and took out its heart in a swift motion.
The large wolf fell as Lillie pushed it off her grimacing at the blood splattered over her face. She looked up to see a male was looking down at her with amusement dancing in his emerald green eyes. A crooked smile that seemed cocky and bad boy was beginning to take shape over his lips as he ran his fingers through his blond hair.
"When someone saves you from an ugly wolf, the polite thing to say is thank you," Stark Anselm said in an obnoxious tone. Stark was a demon just like her. He was the centre of every girls affection. If they only knew what an asshole he was...
Lillie gave him an aggravated look getting up from the ground. She dusted herself off as she glared at him and accused," I'm not thanking you! I bet you were on some building looking down being entertained by me running away from some ugly stupid wolf... wolves!"
Stark closed the distance between them as his smirk looked almost devious and mischievous, and said in a flirtatious manner," You certainly bring sunshine into my world."
Lillie had made an odd squeaking noise looking like she was molting at his words.
"I won't fall into the charm you use on the crazy fangirls so they'll forget about the world!" Lillie cried at him hysterically.
"I was finishing off this tasty apple. Plus you looked like you were doing just fine," Stark exclaimed casually as he took out an apple and bit into it. Lillie gapped at him and the apple he was eating. Then she snatched it out of his hand as he was opening his mouth to take a bite. He scowled at her as she responded by glaring at him.
"You were too busy eating a stupid fricken apple to save me from two ugly wolves?! You're my guardian! That means you're supposed to protect me from danger," Lillie cried in frustration. Stark snorted as he snatched back the apple from her hand.
"In danger? That was you in danger?" he questioned incredulously arching a brow," Are you sure? Because... I wonder how it'll look when you really are in danger."
Lillie's eyes widened spotting glowing yellow wolf eyes, and her mouth dropped. She began pointing furiously and said in a slow, warning tone," Stark… behind… you!"
With quick reflexes, Stark turned and threw the apple into the wolf's open mouth causing it to stumble slightly making choking noises. Then Stark flipped into the air slamming the heel of his foot into the top of the creature's head, and then stabbed it straight through its skull with his hands.
Stark pulled his hand out roughly dripping blood and brains onto the pavement.
"From what I know, wolves don't come back to life," Stark remarked more to himself as he seemed to be deep in thought. Then out of nowhere shoved his hand into the wolf and pulled out its heart, which looked to be a normal, live heart pulsing in his hand.
Lillie's eyes widened.
"How many times do you have to do that," she cried looking slightly perturbed as she stared at the heart Stark was holding while he examined it and then picked up the heart he had thrown on the ground. He had a critical expression over his face.
"A beginner necromancer carves a mark or a symbol into the heart in order to borrow power from a more stronger… force," Stark explained and then gave her a small, arrogant smirk," You would know these things if you got out more."
Lillie frowned as she saw a faint outline of a symbol with swirls and curves resembling a bird with a sun in the background on the both hearts.
With that, Stark dropped the two hearts on the ground.
"Did you ever think... you could maybe use a pocketknife instead of digging your hand in there," Lillie inquired. Stark smirked.
"I have claws... Its sharper than your pocketknife," Stark remarked arrogantly. Lillie sighed loudly before walking away from Stark.
Stark stood in his place watching her leave as a devious smirk appeared over his face.
"Where are you heading, Lill," he questioned. Lillie glanced over her shoulder at Stark in irritation.
"Where else? Home!"
Stark rolled his eyes as he pointed in the other direction with his thumb," Home is that way, genius."
"Oh, right, my bad," Lillie muttered with a nervous laugh as she began heading in the direction Stark was pointing. Stark snorted at her before walking along beside her.
"What a nice night stroll huh? I hope you knew how to get back home. Oh! Do you need me to walk you home from now on in case you get lost or... attacked by undead wolves," Stark teased causing Lillie to groan in annoyance.
"I don't get lost that much… like maybe… 2 or 3 times or so!"
"I think it'll be more accurate if I triple that!"
Lillie threw the pocketknife aiming for Stark but it flew past his head. Stark laughed evilly in response.
Blood soaked into the pavement as a man attempted to crawl his way into the well-lit streets hoping someone would help him.
A path of blood smeared in his wake. The pain in his stomach was unbearable... and terror filled his eyes hoping his attacker wouldn't be near. He remembered the smell of death before glowing red eyes attacked him...
A shadow loomed over him blocking his path. The man slowly looked up into a pair of mismatched eyes, one being red and the other was light brown. The figure had a hood darkening the lower half of his face.
"Help…" the man pleaded in a hoarse voice reaching at the figure. The figure bent down over the man.
"I can't do that. What if you tell others what you saw? I'd get in trouble," the figure said darkly as he took out a knife," Say goodbye… to this world."
In a quick motion, he had slit the man's throat. He held no remorse in his eyes watching the man slowly gasp for his last breath. Then he began to drag the dead man away.
End of Chapter 1
Anyway... the next few chapters may take a while before gaining momentum! Lol... so I hope you enjoy my newly revised edition of Tainted Blood!