Author's Note: Hey there! What's this, a new story? And yes, for Owari no Seraph/Seraph of the End! This is a Mika/OC story. Because if you've read any of my stories before, you probably know that I mostly do OC stories. And Mika because . . . well, Ono Kenshou for one, and then just because Mika's obviously awesome.

It has been a while since I watched the anime, and I haven't read the manga, so please excuse any inaccuracies. Some things might not follow canon exactly, but I've tried to stick fairly close to the story. Oh, by the way, this piece is pretty short, only being about 8K words. Each "section/chapter" is really short, too, so I'll try and update quickly.

Anyways, hope you enjoy this first part. Thanks for reading!

1.

The screams get louder as the night darkens. I race through the crowds, my heart pumping, my gaze dashing across every person I come across — where is she, where is she.

"Iso!" I cry out.

My sister doesn't answer.

"The Horsemen of John are here!" someone shouts, and the screaming resumes. The pitch rises, hurting my ears, but I ignore the sound and continue looking for my sister. Small and petite as she is, there is a chance she's already been swallowed up the crowds and carried to safety. Or she's been forgotten in the dark. Perhaps she's hiding in one of the abandoned buildings, trying her best to be quiet, waiting for me —

I must find her.

She's the only thing I have left.

"Iso!" I yell out her name once more. But there is no reply.

A loud crash envelops the surroundings and I see the Horseman for the first time. I gasp, despite myself. I've never seen a creature like it before, of its size or stature — so large and fearsome. It's black and white, oddly-patterned designs on its body. Its arms are wide, waving in the air wildly, its head small and hard to see in the dark.

People start running all around me, in the opposite direction, and I strain my eyes, desperately hoping to catch sight of my sister.

And then, I see her.

But — she is so far away. And the Horseman is nearing — I push through the desperate crowd, screaming her name. "Iso! Iso! Hurry!"

Then she trips and my heart leaps out of my chest. She glances up at terror at the creature before her, frozen.

"ISOOOO!"

I am almost there — almost.

She turns her head, about to see me, get up, run away with me —

Then something miraculous happens.

Someone walks past me.

They walk past me, while I am running, and yet they still seem to be moving at a faster pace. And even though I am going fast, fast, fast, as they move alongside me, for just that brief moment, I seem to be aware of everything about them. His calm demeanor, the sword in his hand — the white cloak he bears, like he's an angel here to save us all.

Vampire.

I skid to a stop before I know it.

The vampire walks past Iso, who is still frozen on the ground, but now her eyes are on the vampire, not the monster. Although, perhaps they are the same thing.

The vampire walks forth, speaks something, and red rope, like thorned vines, wrap around his hand. The blade turns red, a bloody color . . . and it takes me a moment to realize it is blood. His blood. I shudder at the thought.

The vampire — a boy, who looks hardly older than me (though with vampires, you can never tell) — advances toward the Horseman of John. Then he lunges forward, and with several, smooth strokes . . . the beast explodes, its blood spurting in all different directions, spattering the ground and the buildings around. Even from where I stand, I can smell the stench from the newly dead body.

Like me, everyone else had stopped running, astonished by the appearance of the vampire.

Then, shouts and whispers erupt at all the same time.

"We're saved!"

"We'll be protected, just like the ones in Osaka!"

I scoff at the thought. Do these people really think vampires protect people?

A few other vampires join the one who'd killed the Horseman, and a jolt runs through me. "Iso!" I call out, and I rush to my sister's side.

Still in a shock, she doesn't register my presence until I'm right beside her. "H-Hisae?" she says, her voice sounding even more fragile than usual.

I nod and wrap my arms around her. "I'm so glad you're safe."

"It's all thanks to that vampire," she says, and even though I can't see him, I can tell she is looking toward them. The bloodsuckers.

A/N: In case any of you wondering, this scene was taken from Episode 4 of the first season. The scene will continue into the next part, and then we'll get into original content. Thank you once again for reading! If you'd like to comment or review, I'd love to hear your thoughts.

~ J. Dominique