-1 It had been days. We had come so far. So far since the battle that tore London to absolute shreds. Yet something in it's destruction was undeniably beautiful. Or maybe Master has just distorted my way of thought. But I know that's not the truth. I am different. I have come so far. But what will we do now? Sure, ghouls may continue to pop up occasionally, but that all seems so foolish now. So utterly insignificant. Perhaps I am beginning to crave a challenge as well. "My Master…" I whispered, sun rising as my lids fell into a dark sleep. "What will become of us…?"

Dreaming, I was bathed in shadows and blood. Laughing with the insanity of bloodlust. The crackle of bones becomes music in my ears. Since when did this not frighten me? Becoming conscious, I sat up to find myself trembling. I am still afraid…

Stop it, Police girl. You are much more than the pathetic little kitten you were before. Do not succumb to your fear. My Master's voice made me smile. Just days ago, he had called me by my name and touched my head. That hand had been the finality of my transformation. "I'm not afraid, my Master," I replied. "But I do wonder, what's going to happen to us now?"

Rising from shadows on my floor, my Master gave me a curious red gaze. "What do you want to do?"

The suggestive edge to his deep baritone voice sent a shiver up my spine. His gaze bore into my soul and stole my voice. "Well, Police Girl?" he whispered, standing right in front of me. "Hmmm…?"

"Umm…I'm not sure," I managed to get out. "But I feel like what we did before, fighting ghouls and the such, is somehow pointless now."

"And?" persisted my Master.

"And," I gulped. "I…I think we should leave this place. I can't seem to take it anymore."

My Master smiled at me; his eyes full of amusement. "And where would we go Police girl?"

"Anywhere…" I started, whispering the last words. "I don't care if I'm with you…"

"Hmm…" he sighed, looming over me with a gleam in his eyes. "I could certainly leave. But what would I need you for? I don't need a woman, much less a human."

My hopes dropped immediately. "That's not fair," I protested, anger flaring with my words.. "I'm not human. Not anymore."

"Oh my," Master said, cocking his head. "How could I forget?"

With that my Master sank back down into the shadows, his voice becoming a dangerous caress in my mind. By the way, Police girl, you're anger is beautiful.