A snippet from my new Vampire AU kakairu fic. I couldn't pick six sentences, so you have nine. This is going to be a oneshot, but I'll likely leave it open to sequels.
He followed the smell of death, moving swiftly, tracking it to its source. There were signs of a fierce struggle, and over by the shallow stream a body was laid out, clothes torn and muddied.
Moonlight reflected off the surface of the water, its glow highlighting silver hair.
No, no, no, no. It couldn't be, it can't be him. He was safe, away in another town where Iruka had left him. Only he wasn't. He was laying lifeless on the ground, reeking of despair and regret so heavy that it was almost suffocating.
Let me know your thoughts? Feedback, guesses on what happens in this story would be wonderful to hear ♡