disclaimer: i dont own a thing... i know i should not be posting another story without updating others but i have been reading them and...chee there are so many mistakes and the writing is awful, since i lost the documents in my fanfic account and cant edit them, i will just update in a few days and try not to make any errors and try to improve the writing sorry to everyone that read the story

6 years ago…

It was cold. The night's dark skies frown upon the large forest. The wind blew strong, making the naked branches move violently.

If looked closely, it was possible to see the creatures of the night. A howl waiting for its prey, the little mouse running towards is safe house, a hiss from a slippery snake…

It kept snowing. The ground covered by the white, cold sheet was marked by large amounts of footsteps, left as prove of what had transpired not many hours ago…

In the end of the forest the scenery was marked by a house, a large, comfortable looking house. It´s aspect did not correspond with the environment. It was thick, heavy, and unbearable.

Voices were heard. Whispers that almost sounded broken flew like a breeze through corridors.

The people in the house did not feat there. They were like intruders. They were intruders. Not the kind whose intentions are un-welcomed mind you, they just simply didn't belong in that place. In that house whose exterior was welcoming, inviting, warm and the interior looked like a painting from a horror novel.

The whispers died down. A firm voice broke the shivering silence: -"It's done. All the blood has been cleaned and…- the person gulped trying not to show his quivering voice- the bodies recovered."

Immediately like she had no time to think a women's vice, trembling asked in an almost shy like manner: "All of them, the three?"

There was a pregnant pause, raising his head to look the women in the eye, he answered: -"No just two. For what it seems and the little girl's testimony the third body no….Ichiru´s body was completely destroyed leaving nothing behind but his blood."

Far way, in a room lightened by candles with rock made walls, a meeting was occurring.

"This couldn't occur in a more inappropriate hour. Not long ago was established a deal with the hunters in order to avoid a war and now this happens. A family of hunters, killed, not just any family, the Kiryuu's. There were not just powerful but an old bloodline too. The worst is that the hunters need little to no excuse to kill vampires. They barely care for our ranks this gives them a reason to attack"- the noble vampire leading the meeting tensely said.

In the other side of the room, and aged blond man spoke:

"- Let us not worry, despite the rash choices hunters have made through history they need this "peace" arrangement just as much as we do. Of course the tension between the two races will raise and they won´t let us vampires run from the mistake our queen Shizuka-sama made but I am certain an arrangement can be made, we should send to the hunter association information about meeting us, perhaps we could make a deal with them I am positive that a conflict could be stopped if we afford them with information about certain vampires and maybe permission to put them in the to kill list."

The blond vampire, Ichijo Asato was is name, was sure that the war could be stopped for now, his master Rido had known this would happen that being the reason why he put Shizuka lover's name in the hunters list to kill. He did not worried about the troublesome relationship with the hunters, Asato had the Hunter's Association Director playing in his hand, he was sure nothing would have happen.

Looking the others in the room, Asato questioned now with curiosity:

-"What are exactly the reports about the murders?"- The noble previously speaking ran his hands trough some papers.

-"Due to the disaster happening in hunter territory and the amount of hunters patrolling the perimeter, it was only possible to collect some information. We don't know any details only that there was only one survivor."

A survivor?! Asato certainly did not expect that.

Not being interrupted he continued: -"yes. The youngest child, a girl of 8 years, Kiryuu Zero- grabbing a picture he showed it to the others- for what he gathered she is not trained in the hunter ways due to her fragile health, this is what confuses me the most, Hiou-sama kill both parents that were proficient hunters and the oldest son Ichiru, twelve years old and a prodigy but was not capable of killing a sick 8 year old?!"

Strange indeed, thought Ichijo. What reason could it possibly be that made the pureblood not kill the girl, Asato couldn't think of one single reason. I have a feeling this should be looked into even if it is nothing, but first it will be better if people think nothing of this.

Wanting to distract the council's men and end the reunion, the old man spoke with a final voice: "-Shizuka-Sama hated them; she most likely wanted them to suffer more even if dead and for that she left the girl an orphan with probably gruesome memories."

Kaname Kuran was not happy, no he was not, his game was advancing but one of his pieces, the second most important, wasn´t. The brunet had expected the survivor of the massacre to be put under Kaien Cross's care. It was what he had planned. The girl would come to live with the blond buffoon and his dear Yuuki and establish a relationship with his sister so when it was needed the young Kiryuu would drink his blood and kill his uncle in order to save her, then, in the end; he would just have to dispose of her. But apparently, the boy had just been notified that it had been agreed to put her under an association hunter's wing.

The 13 year old Kuran did not know much about the family, only the common knowledge. He did discovered one month after he planned using her that she was not trained in the hunter arts but that didn't bother him. If she went to live with Cross he would most certainly trained her, given the fact the Blond male would, without a doubt, make her a perfect in Cross Academy.

He resisted the urge to sigh. His game was barely starting and there was already a problem. He would wait the teen thought. It was possible that Cross would gain her custody, not only was he close to the parents in his younger days but Kaname had, in a very discreet manner, convinced the hunter that with such a traumatic past, Cross Academy would be a perfect environment for the girl.

The sun was rising; it was time to rest. Tomorrow was a new day and his plans could wait some more time.