Seto stirred in his chair not able to sit comfortably in the five hundred dollar seat that cushioned every part of a normal person's body, he finally stood up and walked to the balcony of his room which over looked the endless acres of land that he owned. A wind blew though the yard bringing the sent of sulfur to intrude and disperse thought the terrace, the strong wind occasionally causing a ripple in the luxurious fountain of a blue eyes white dragon that sat in the middle of the garden.

He rubbed his back with his long arms, massaging the two small lumps on each of his shoulder blades, he winced as the flesh that surrounded them ached painfully. He looked over at the digital alarm clock, 1:00 AM. He still had time before the sun rose, he hadn't gone out for nearly a month and he was paying for it.

He adjusted his shoulders until he stood perfectly strait, and sighed. He may as well.

Ishizu turned the key to the museum door until she heard the reassuring sound of the strong metal lock clicking into place. She quickly pocketed the key in the folds of her dress and headed home, with a pile of papers in hand.

The beautiful Egyptian woman looked around at her surroundings it was dark but the city of Tokyo was lit by the street lamps that stood solid against the echoing darkness. She cut thought the park making sure to stay on the designated path, her delicate features brought out by the light of the full moon. Her emerald eyes glazed over as she day dreamed in her own little world. Her tanned skin absorbing the night and the gold jewelry that accented her stunning features radiated a soft glow as she walked half dazed down the no longer lit pathway.

Seto watched her all but float though the park, as he smiled his sharp fangs protruding from his perfect lips, this would be all too easy. He sat on top of the twenty foot archway that over looked the small pond of the park. He was dressed to match the night as it was his best companion, his handsome figure cut lines out of the shadows as he stood up and spread his large black wings that sprouted from his back, each wing as tall as a full grown man and just as wide.

Ishizu finally snapped out of her daze when a paper from her bundle dropped to the ground, she bent down to retrieve it when a sudden gust of wind blew it farther away from her. She sighed and chuckled to herself as she ran to salvage it.

Seto watched with a hungry smile on his face as the beautiful woman stood glancing around in the moonlight, waiting for love or desire to find her.

Suddenly a drop of rain hit Ishizu on the forehead. She looked up to see the clouds that had started to form over the light of the moon leaving her in the darkness. As rain started to pour from the sky like as if every angel in heaven was crying.

Ishizu tried to save the papers from getting wet when she heard the snapping of a twig in the bushes, which stood right beside her. She tried to squint thought the darkness to see what had caused the noise when she heard footsteps coming from behind her.

"Well hello there darling." Echoed a masculine voice from the shadows.

Ishizu spun around so quick it made her head spin, she gulped when she saw a long black haired man with a ripped muscle shirt and a bandana tied around his wrist behind her wearing ripped jeans and chains that tucked inside his pocket. He smelt of drugs, alcohol and smoke, it took everything Ishizu had not to throw up.

"What you got there Johnny?" Another voice called from the shadows behind Ishizu, she looked to see an equally ugly man there only much more muscular than the first who stared at Ishizu with a deadly smile.

Ishizu hugged her now sopping papers close to her breasts as she tried to stop shaking. She looked at the smaller of the two directly in the eye and tried not to shake as she spoke, "Please let me pass, as I am already late to get home." Her voice slightly quivering because of the chilling rain but otherwise stern.

She motioned to pass them when Johnny shuffled into her way, "Oh you late alright princess, but a few more hours won't make such a deal." He reached out to hold her face between his grubby hands, when she threw the pile of papers at him and they struck the small man in the side of the head.

Ishizu tried to run away from the two thugs but she was caught around the wrist by the second, large man. She screamed for help as he held her arms and literally picked her up off the ground.

Johnny rubbed the side of his head and glared at Ishizu, "You little bitch." He slapped her across the face, shutting her up instantly.

He took her face between his fingers pulling her towards him, she could smell the beer and remnants of fast food that surrounded him like an aura. "You better make it up to me princess." He taunted as he pulled her face closer to his.

Ishizu at the last moment kicked him hard between the knees as he fell down crying and cussing in pain.

"Hit her do something! You asshole!" he barely breathed as he tried to recuperate.

Ishizu couldn't even face what was coming when she felt a huge fist come down on the side of her head. She felt herself hit the ground and warm blood trailing from her temple and spilling into her nightshade hair.

Johnny finally stood over Ishizu, who was could barely see the small man without him crossing over into doubles.

Seto licked his top lip in amusement at how easy of a pray she'd been wandering so alone in the shadow filled park. He stopped short when he heard the sound of elevated voices and a woman's scream echo though the park for the second time that night.

Seto peered though the rift between the bushes to see quite a startling sight.

Ishizu felt two hands pull her from her unconsciousness and once again grip her arms this time holding her into a kneeling position.

"Your gonna pay for that you bitch!" Johnny said quickly with his jagged breath, he raised a hand to slap her.

Although Ishizu didn't feel the sting of his flesh as it marked her face, her body hit the grass for the second time that night, as she stared though her half closed eyes all she saw was a tall black shadow with darkness that enclosed around him like wings, as she drifted into her unconscious abyss.