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A/N: It's been a while since I've written a fic, but I hope you all enjoy! Mika is such a dear smol boi yay

Arrogance.

Although the vampires were ridiculously powerful and feared, their greatest weakness was their arrogance. With heads held high and flamboyant uniforms, sometimes one could not help but roll their eyes at the way these bloodthirsty creatures flaunted their pride and underestimated their enemies.

Similarly, while the vampires had flaws in their arrogance, the humans had flaws in their greed. Greed for power, greed for dominance, greed for survival – you name it and the humans will prove it to be true. The human demand for anything can never and will never be exhausted and it was in that aspect that humanity finds its largest blemish.

Perched on top of an abandoned building's rooftop, Rei Hakuren contemplated these thoughts. With the world infested with monsters and great cities reduced to ruins, the young girl felt her chest tighten at the thought of Earth's former glory. As the humans and the vampires declared war with one another, she observed how greed and arrogance clashed; two of the world's greatest sins embroiled in a fiery battle with another.

What both humans and vampires failed to remember was the third great species of the earth. This was a species long forgotten since its legacy had long since thinned out – werewolves. With approximately 5-7 werewolves left in the entire world, vampires and humans had assumed werewolves had gone extinct during the Dark Ages. The truth was that their remnants still remain and in that sense, Rei was one of those forgotten remnants. Frozen at the age of 17 when she was turned 10 years ago, the only werewolf left in Japan faded into the background as she scrutinized how the vampires and humans destroyed one another. However, she would soon find out that despite her efforts, she too would be dragged into this supernatural conflict.

Rei's POV

The night breeze was a refreshing feeling against my skin, crawling its way up and caressing the soft fur on my ears and tail. It was times like this that I could sometimes forget the chaos the world has plunged itself into. Closing my dark golden eyes, I imagined Tokyo 8 years ago in 2012, before the disaster and before the virus. The bustling city was now reduced to fallen buildings and empty streets, which I was reminded of when I opened my eyes once again.

I ran a hand through my straight silver hair, its long strands falling in front of my face as I let out a deep sigh. Beside me was an empty cup of instant noodles that I had snatched from an abandoned supermarket nearby and as I glanced at it, I carelessly flicked it over the rooftop's edge where I was sitting, watching as it fell down the tall building until it crashed with a distant sound to the rubble 20 floors below me.

Just as I was about to head back to my makeshift home in an abandoned building nearby, my sensitive ears picked up a familiar sound in the distance. The roar was unmistakable – a Horseman of the Apocalypse. Tensing up, I contemplated whether or not I should go to the area where the monster was and assure that there were no nearby humans harmed, but as my ears picked up another sound of a human scream, I made my decision.

Speeding past my surroundings, I used my powerful legs to jump from one building to another, eventually arriving to my destination miles away. As I stood on top of a building, I watched as a group of wandering humans screamed in horror and dashed away as the Horseman trudged forward. The blood on the ground near its foot indicated that a few had already been killed. One of the young girls from the fleeing group tripped and fell to the ground while the rest dashed away and as the Horseman drew closer, a desperate scream tore through her small mouth.

At that, I jumped down, landing a ferocious kick to the back of the Horseman as I descended on it. The force of the kick was strong enough to tear through its skin and impaled a hole on it out to the other side of its body as I fell through it and landed on the ground. With that, one kick and the Horseman was down.

"W-What…?" the young girl muttered as she trembled in fear.

Approaching the girl, I maintained my emotionless expression as I held a hand out to her, "You're safe now. Go back to your family."

She stared at my hand hesitantly before accepting it and shakily standing up, "T-Thank you so much, onee-san!"

I nodded to her in reply, gesturing for her to join the group of humans who by now had stopped to look at the defeated monster in relief and surprise.

"Why do you have ears and a tail?" her small voice inquired suddenly.

"…It's a part of me."

"No way! So, they're real?"

"Yes," I bent down to her level after seeing how eager her eyes were.

Ecstatic, she reached for the ears and rubbed them soothingly. The relaxing feeling caused me to struggle to not let out a satisfied hum. At this point, two of the humans from the group walked over to us, a man and a woman.

"Thank you for saving our daughter!" the man exclaimed, pulling the girl from me into his arms. Although the couple seemed relieved to have their daughter back, they pore over me with a suppressed fear and wariness, skeptical of the sight of my wolfish features and humanoid form.

Noticing their cautiousness about me, I acknowledged the familiar scrutiny from the humans and stepped back to prepare to leave, "It's nothing. Look after your daughter well."

As they began walking back to their group, the little girl looked back at me, "Why do your eyes look so sad, onee-san?"

Surprised, I opened my mouth to reply, but no answer would come out, so I gingerly closed my mouth in contemplation. It's hard not to be sad when I've lost my humanity, my family, my home and my world.

Just as I turned my back to them and was about to jump away, a sharp scent drifted into my nose, and the panicked human shouts that followed the scent confirmed that I didn't need to turn around to know what was happening behind me.

Vampires.