The freezing rain poured as she pressed the silver gun against the beast's head. The beast screamed, begging for mercy and there was a gun shot, then silence.

Swift…silent…she thought to herself as she landed in a cat like position on a thick tree branch, swift and silent…

Himitsuko Kurobi jumped down and ran along the dead grass, her feet barley touching the dirt and sticks underneath her ballet flat covered feet. She leapt up to another branch, this one a few feet lower than the previous, her forest green trench coat billowing in the breeze as she caught hold of the wood and pulled herself up effortlessly.

Himitsuko stood up, supporting her self by leaning her hand against the old trunk, her rich, deep, rose red curls bouncing unnoticeably in the soft breeze and the sleet stung her face as she began to leap from branch to branch. The mansion looming over her was a meter high jump from what she calculated mentally but even so, she began to lightly walk along the arm of the tree. She pounced at the very edge of the branch, her hands outstretched and reaching for the pipe that was snaking down the wall of the mansion. She caught onto it with her left hand, but the rest of body dangled helplessly in midair.

Shit...Himitsuko scolded herself and gritted her teeth as she desperately thought of a way to get herself out of the air. She lowered her eyes to the ground, which was fifty feet below her, and then drew her sword.

Himitsuko spied a window a few inches from her and worked her fingers around the silver handle of her blade and stabbed it into the window. It shattered immediately under the strong tip of her blade and Himitsuko tossed it inside, hearing a muffled thud as it hit the dust covered floor. She raised her shaking arm to the frame and grabbed a hold of the pane, her heart pounding and the rest of body going numb.

She took a deep breath and once she had a good grip on the pane, Himitsuko let go of the pipe and swung downwards, her other hand grasping onto the window pane. She kicked her feet and steadied her feet against the brick wall before using all of her arm strength to pull herself up into the window. Her thin body wiggled through the open window and she swung her leg over the edge, turning her foot left then right to ensure it was safe to enter.

Himitsuko let herself in, her sword only inches from her shoes. Picking it up, she slid it back into its coffer strapped to her back and then swiftly headed for the room's exit, cobwebs puffing in her face as she walked about the dusty, dank room. Her footsteps were muffled by the mountains of dust on the stairs and in the hallways as she twisted her way out of the abandoned mansion, the ghosts in the pitch black corridors whispering and giggling in hushed voices in her ears.

Moonlight leaked through the musty windows as Himitsuko's eyes adjusted to the darkness. Her ears were perked for the faintest sounds, a swish, a laugh, even a sigh. Moments passed and the teenager finally heard the whisper of what she had come for.

"Blood…blood…let me have it…"

Himitsuko continued walking, her pace quickening and coffer clinking as she walked.

"Blood…your blood…let me have it…let have it all…"

The whispers continued and Himitsuko gripped her sword's handle over her dust polluted shoulder.

"I want your blood…let me have it…a LET ME HAVE IT ALL!"

There was a sudden whoosh and Himitsuko whipped her sword around, her blade clanging against a Level E vampire's foot long, razor sharp fingernails. The Level E's nails slashed the air, aiming for her face and Himitsuko skillfully twisted the sword in every direction, blocking the nails from entering her body. The Level E leapt up onto the ceiling, his yellow fangs bared and curtain of greasy, brown hair partially covering his gleaming, crimson eyes.

"You smell so delicious…just let me have your blood…it will only hurt for a moment…"

"Don't screw with me, you monster," Himitsuko growled, her sword poised in front of her.

The Level E cackled and lunged for her, taking her off guard. He managed to slash her chest, blood soaking her coat and dripping off his fingernails. The Level E giggled darkly, licking the blood off his nails, his wild eyes focusing on her chest. Himitsuko coughed then forced herself to her feet.

"You poor beast," she murmured and the Level E pounced onto her.

She blocked him with her sword, turning it horizontal so his feet were glued to the side, his nails slashing at her face. Himitsuko jerked her blade to the side, making the vampire crash into the wall and causing it to cave in. He groaned and Himistuko ninjaed her sword through the air, her face splattered with blood. The Level E noticed this and felt his face where there was a deep gash from the blade.

"You poor beast," Himitsuko repeated, the Level E struggling to its feet, "you're the reason my brother is dead."

"What can I say…? Kurobi, Kenji…was just so delicious…his blood…it was too much to resist…you're his sister…his blood runs…in your veins…your blood is even sweeter than his…come here…let me drink…"

"You murdered my brother," Himitsuko snarled and the Level E lunged at her. The sword plunged into the vampire's chest, blood splattering all over the teenage hunter and the dusty, marble floor.

"Himitsuko…Kurobi…" the Level E's nails disintegrated and Himitsuko pressed her trembling lips together.

"Rest in peace now, anrakki-onii," Himitsuko whispered and the Level E liquefied, leaving her sword gleaming with crimson blood.

Himitsuko bowed her head then flicked her sword, a few drops spraying off of it onto the marble floor. She twisted through more corridors then found the front door. Himitsuko cast the shadowy mansion one last gaze then disappeared amongst the trees once more, the image of her dark body leaping from tree branch to tree branch.

Peles Castle , Sinaia , Romania …

"This is the third Level E you've slaughtered this week Himitsuko. Are you going to save any for me? Sheesh," Densetsu Kagebushi pretended to accuse his adopted sister as he set a steaming bowl of rice on the long, mahogany table.

Himitsuko turned her deep, crimson eyes upward to her brother's and sipped her green tea.

"You need to get out more, Densetsu-kun," she teased, a soft smile spreading over her scarlet lips.

"Yeah right and risk being out in those dark, creepy streets on my own? No way sis," he laughed and sat down across from her, his black robe fluttering out around the cushioned seat.

"First of all, I'm not out in the streets, I'm in old abandoned mansions and castles that are infested with Level E's. I could go on a killing spree any time," Himitsuko said, her dark humor making her companion laugh again.

"You're so morbid, Himitsuko," Densetsu told her and she shrugged.

"Where is Meijin?"

"He'll be here shortly. He told me to tell you to wait here after you came back from your assignment," he told her and Himitsuko nodded in understanding.

"I shall wait here then," she said, her voice the same, sweet monotone it had remained in for the past five years.

"You know, for as long as I have known you, I never once ever heard you disobey Meijin. What's up with that? From what you tell me about your past, when you actually do talk to me about things other than vampire hunting, you always say how you were the carefree one that always got in trouble."

"That was then, Densetsu. The most I know about you is you're Native American but your mother was obsessed with Japan so she gave you a Japanese name," Himitsuko growled, her deep eyes glaring into Densetsu's dark, navy blue.

"Hey, I was just kindly pointing that out, sheesh; don't go all crazy bitch on me. " He put his hands up in surrender and Himitsuko gave a faint, chilling giggle,

"I always win the arguments, haven't you noticed that trend, Densetsu-kun?" she took another sip of her green tea and Densetsu shivered at her icy stare.

"Only every argument we have, if you even want to call them that," he muttered and Himitsuko gave another dark giggle.

"I do as a matter of fact."

There was a slam of the oak door at the front of the great Council Room, making the spider web covered chandelier above the table shake. Meijin entered the room, his white, stomach length beard swishing back as he walked to the head of the table, a thick, black folder in his delicate, wrinkled hand. The brilliant lights on the chandelier made his bald head shine and his ocean blue robe swayed at his bony ankles as he seated himself.

"Welcome back, Himitsuko," his oily voice greeted and the teenager stood, her right arm bent in front of her and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Meijin," she said, her rose colored curls tumbling over her shoulders. Her chest wound shot a dull pain through the upper part of her body and she grimaced then sat back down.

"You're injured though, I see," Meijin said as he examined the uncomfortable expression on the girl's face.

"It's just a scratch, I'm alright."

There was a pause then Meijin opened the folder and pulled out a packet of six papers.

"I apologize for how crammed this is, but I have another assignment for you both," Meijin said and handed Densetsu and Himitsuko two packets of the same six papers.

"Cross, Yuuki, the adopted daughter of Chairman Cross at Cross Academy …oi, a lot of Crosses huh Himitsuko?" Densetsu began to read the first page and she ignored him.

"She's been missing for about a year or so and the last time she was seen was with this guy," Himitsuko squinted her eyes and the little photo became clearer, "Kiryuu, Zero."

Meijin folded his white fingers together and closed his grey eyes.

"People are spreading a rumor she was murdered but no has found her body. It's as if she vanished into thin air. An odd case really, but there have been whispers about Kiryuu had something to do with it," Meijin began and Himitsuko and Densetsu offered him their full attention, "the sources I contacted in the Japanese Vampire Hunting Headquarters reveled to me he is a vampire destined to fall to Level E and another inside source, a student really, said that he had on numerous occasions attacked her. He has been—or more rather had been—living off of her blood that conquered his urges for blood. My hypothesis is he drained her by accident then disposed of her body."

"But if he did actually murder her, then wouldn't the police have found her body by now? How long has it been since her disappearance?" Densetsu asked as Himitsuko turned her attention back to the photo of Zero.

"That puzzles me as well. Maybe Kiryuu is an expert at hiding things. He could have just devoured her body as well."

"That's disgusting, Meijin," Himitsuko cut in and even though he didn't say anything, Densetsu's tan face turned a faint shade of green.

"It's a possibility thought Himitsuko," the ancient man said and Himitsuko cringed.

"With all due respect, but after six years experience, one year before coming here, of dealing with Level E vampires and training from you as well as my father before he passed away, never once have I ever heard of a Level E eating a corpse's body. This Kiryuu, Zero isn't even a Level E yet, is he?" Himitsuko inquired and Meijin sighed.

"It was just a theory, Himitsuko. I'm not saying that actually happened."

"So what do you want us to do?" Densetsu asked.

"I want you both to go to Japan and prove him guilty. After you do so, I want one of you to exterminate him."

At Cross Academy in Japan …

Zero Kiryuu sat on his bed, his elbows resting on his knees and his head bowed, eyes staring at the floor.

One year months…it's been one year since she left.

Zero sighed and turned his light, violet eyes over to a framed picture of himself and Yuuki on their first day at Cross Academy . Yuuki's face was smiling and bright, a laugh frozen in place and his own face was blank, unsmiling. Zero smoothed back his silver bangs and tried not to think of her, but once again, failed. She was always on his mind; her sunny smile invading his thoughts and wispy, brown hair caressing his face in his dreams as he leaned in to kiss her.

One year since she left with Kuran…one year ago, I was kissing her on the roof, almost begging her to stay with me.

Zero's thought were interrupted by a knock on his door and he stood up before walking over to it.

"Kiryuu-kun," Sayori "Yori" Wakaba greeted and Zero opened his door wider, "I have news from Chairman. He wanted me to tell you two things."

"Alright, what's going on?"

"First of all, he wanted me to tell you the Night Class is returning," Yori began and Zero's heart leapt.

"Is Yuuki coming as well?"

"No, that's the strange part. I haven't heard from her for three months and she definitely didn't tell me anything about returning to Cross Academy ," Yori explained and pushed a strand of light brown hair behind her ear.

"That's weird since I expect you to be the first person she'd tell something like this to," Zero said and Yori's brown eyes got distant for a minute.

"Same here unless she wanted to surprise us or something, but like I said, I haven't heard from her for three months."

Zero let out a silent, depressed exhale and leaned against his door frame.

"So what was the other thing you wanted to inform me about?"

"There's this new girl coming, Kurobi, Himitsuko," Yori told him and handed Zero a wallet size picture of a teenage girl about seventeen with curly, deep rose colored hair. She was wearing a yellow tank top with a white, long sleeve shirt underneath and jeans. Her knee was drawn up to her face, head tilted so there was a perfect view on her face and her hand was resting on her knee.

"When is she coming?" Zero asked as he studied the photo. She was very pretty he observed, but there was something about her eyes that intrigued him.

"I think in about a week. She's flying to Japan from Romania , so, that may take a while," Yori said and Zero focused his eyes on her.

"Can I keep the photo incase she comes and I need to recognize her?"

"Sure, I have one and so does Chairman incase any of us see her," Yori said and Zero tucked the photo into his pocket.

"Thanks, now when is the Night Class coming back?"

"Tonight."

"Thanks for the warning," Zero scowled and Yori sighed.

"Chairman just told me now," she said and started to walk away, "we should go out on patrol since they're coming back."

"Oh joy," Zero muttered to himself, not looking forward to the squealing, over obsessed fan girls but followed the brunette out of his dorm and outside.

I know I said I wasn't going to upload this story for a while but I had to give directions about how to use the site and I couldn't remember for the life of me how to unless I uploaded again. T.T CURSE MY SUCKISH MEMORY!!!!!! Oh well. Currently working on other VK fic, so, don't expect an update on this one for a bit. A week or two. XD But I do want reviews incase I change my mind. :D