Author's Note: I don't own any anime movie or game! Hehe, I guess a longer sequel would be okay, right? I mean, its not like anybody really got killed…. Any way, I've decided to turn this into a trilogy! So keep watch for the third one, now read!!

Part One: The Hostaging

The girl turned to the camera, which was held by her very good friend/ ex-boyfriend, who she still fondly revered to as either Neko-neko or Chocobo. But who was she? She simply called herself Ran-ran, a name she had worn like a badge of honor after earning it in a short-lived kendo dojo of her pre-teen years. She was named after an anime character, who was also small, violent, and cute. Ran-ran, with shoulder-length brown hair that was pulled into a pony tail, with bangs of equal length framing her face, was of small build. Her skin was lightly tanned, and her brown eyes looked over her glasses, which she wore when not writing or in front of a computer. Angrily she held back her bangs as the wind blew them into her mouth.

"Ya know," Neko-neko began, "If your bangs are bothering you, why don't you just put them up with the rest of the pony tail?"

Neko-neko was more than a head taller than Ran-ran's 4' 11'', and his hair was a shiny, black, just past his ear, with bleach white bangs that hung around his eyes. As a football player, he was of large build, broad shoulders, and lots of muscle. He wore half-frame glasses over gray eyes. Of course, he was about as 'weird' as they come, but still nice, at least if he wasn't fucking with your head.

"Because! I'm not doin' anything like writing, and I wanna look cute!" Ran-ran said, shifting her glasses and looked around at the empty subway station.

"Okay, you know where the vampire place is?" Ran-ran asked, taking out her own camera and turning it on, making sure it had plenty of battery power.

Neko-neko held up a finger, his mouth open as he looked as if he was going to answer.

"Second star to the left and straight on till morning?" He joked, really meaning that he did know where he was to go.

"Good, watch out for the mean vampire lady, she'll shoot at you. And just remember, they all fear the middle-east and anything dealing with anthrax, so bye bye!" With that said, Ran-ran in the direction she used the last time she was in the city to find the lycan's lair.

"M'kay, bye!" Neko-neko turned and casually walked out of the station, looking around and asked himself,

"Now… Where was the vamp-house?"

After about three hours of searching, and attempting to use the Map-quest map, Neko-neko finally found the vampire's coven house. Looking at the obstacle of the gate and fence, wondered if he should blow it up, scale it, or poke it with the spork in his pocket till it collapsed.

Seeing as the spork idea didn't work, Neko-neko grabbed the iron bars and began to heave up the fence.

As he carefully jumped over the other side, quickly stood up and did several poses as if looking for some one, which would have gone perfectly with the Mission Impossible theme. Since nothing tried to attack him, he stood up and began walking towards the big gothicy-looking house.

Inside the house, completely unaware of the current infiltration, Viktor was currently ranting his head off, in Selene's room, where she and Marcos- who was nearly asleep from boredom- sat as the suppose-to-be-dead vampire paced back and forth.

"And once again Selene, its more impolite to KILL your elder than it is to simply DISOBEY them!!!"

Before the elder vampire could continue, the window opened, Neko-neko tumbled in, screaming,

"WAAAIT!!"

At this time all the immortals turned to look at the teenager. For several seconds, nobody moved or said anything. Until, of course, Neko-neko sprinted forward and pounced upon Viktor and screamed,

"HELLO SUNSHINE!!! Pretty pretty kitty, whose da pwetty kitty? WHOSH DA PWETTY KITTY?!"

As soon as Viktor got over the shock of having someone on top of him and screaming their heads off, he threw Neko-neko across the room and stood up. Angrily, he turned to Selene and Marcos, and yelled,

"Why the Hell didn't you help me?!"

Marcos sighed like a bored teenager and rolled his eyes,

"Well its not like you really asked us too."

While the two elders bickered, Selene ran over to the thrown Neko-neko and said, as she trained a gun to his head,

"Who, exactly, are you, and why are you here?"

"Uhhhh," Neko-neko stood, rubbing his injured shoulder, and ignoring the fact that the vampire had a gun in her hand, with the safety set to off, "I am here to collect taxes on your foot!"

"What? Be serious!"

Neko-neko giggled and continued.

"Seriously? Okay, in all seriousness, Ran-ran wants Viktor and Lucian to make up… Or something like that, I dunno, maybe she wants to see em' do naughty naughty things to each other, mmyess."

By this time Neko-neko's pinkie was set at the corner of his mouth, in a mock of Dr. Evil from the Austin Powers movie series.

Selene's gun had lowered just slightly, as her subconscious not finding him to be a threat. But before she could question the teenager's statement, Viktor had yelled,

"WHAT?! Lucian is dead! You idiot, and who is this 'Ran-ran' you speak of?!"

Neko-neko put his hand down to dangle at his sides and said,

"A friend. She did some spying on Selene and Michael and I think tapped you and Lucian dancing… Or, you know, something like that."

By the way Viktor was shaking, Neko-neko guessed that he was about to either be killed, or lectured at for a while.

Down in the subway, sewer type thing of the mostly Lycan's lair, Ran-ran walked down the same hallway she had fallen down. The giant gapping hole in the center of the corridor was still there, and from the room it led into, words floated up to be heard.

"Can you let me go now? This is kinda stupid."

"Oh shut up Michael."

Ran-ran recognized the voices as Lucian's and Michael's.

"Well you do know that I can probably break out of them anyway, right?"

"Shut up, you're ruining my mood."

"What mood?! You're playing Tetris! And loosing no less!"

"Well I would be winning if you were to SHUT UP!!"

Before either of them could say anymore, the floor beneath Ran-ran cracked and shifted, her screaming was quickly cut off as she fell, colliding with the ruble.

"Ooooh…. That huuuuuurt." She said as she forced herself up.

Both Lucian, who was sitting at a lab table and playing on a laptop computer, and Michael, who was tied up and hanging up-side-down from the ceiling, were looking at her.

"Hey, aren't you that girl that was spying on me and Selene a few weeks ago?" Michael asked, breaking the silence.

"Uh, yeah, hi!" Ran-ran waved.

"And who was also here making an attempt at spying on me, only succeeding in falling through the roof, like you just got done doing again?" Lucian himself asked, closing the laptop and folding his hands.

"Yep, that was me!" Ran-ran nodded and smiled.

"Ah. Well, why are you here again?"

"Uuuuh, nothing much." Ran-ran held up her camera and flipped open the screen, "Mind if I get an interview? That's what I was here for the last time till Viktor busted in and went all 'rawr'."

Lucian though the whole thing was absurd, but then again, it was getting boring simply playing Tetris and listening to Michael's whines. Plus, its not like he really had anything better to do for the moment.

"Fine."

Sitting down at the opposite side of the table, Ran-ran pointed the now recording camera at the ancient lycan leader.

"Okay, well, I'm Ran-ran-"

"'Ran-ran'? That's what your name is?" Lucian questioned, interrupting the teenager.

"Uh, well actually its more like my general nick-name."

"Ah. Yes, well, continue."

"M'kay, so your name is being Lucian, riiight?"

"Yes… How'd you know?"

"You'd be surprised by the stuff you find on the Internet. Perticuarlly on randomly placed werewolf fetish sights." Ran-ran said, smiling, "Anyway, skipping over the boring questions, do you like pepperoni or sausage on your pizza?"

After a moment of thinking, and decided not to comment on the mention of 'fetish', Lucian answered,

"Actually, I prefer Canadian bacon to either of them."

"M'kay, if you were a character in the Wizard of Oz, which one would you be?"

"I- uh… what do these questions have to do with anything?"

"Nothing, I just lost the paper that had all the questions I was going to ask you."

"Oh, so you can't remember any of them?"

Ran-ran laughed nervously and scratched her head,

"Well, I would have, but I kinda wrote all of the questions down when I was kinda… Tipsy."

With a quirked eyebrow, Lucian said,

"Well, could you at least make your questions make more sense."

"Hey, the pizza one makes sense, especially seeing as I sorta skipped lunch. Now…. Uh… Hm… Why exactly were you and the vampires at war, anyway?"

Lucian sighed, and prepared to tell the whole painfully true story.

"Can ya untie me now?!" Neko-neko exclaimed, slightly annoyed. After Viktor had resolved to tie up the teenager, assumablely so that he could be tortured into telling them useful information.

"Now," Selene began, after knocking out Viktor, "Where's Michael?! Did your 'Ran-ran' take him?!"

"Uhh… No. 'Least I don't think she did." Neko-neko stated, annoyed.

At this time, the cell phone on the desk decided to ring, and in a swift motion, Selene answered it with an impatient,

"What?!"

"Hi Selene!" Came the answer over the phone.

"Michael?! Where are you?!"

"Uh, well, Lucian kinda kidnapped me… again."

"Put him on!"

There was a moment of silence before Lucian's voice came on.

"Yes?"

"LUCIAN!! You bring Michael back here right now!!"

"Oh, I'm sorry! But I decided not to negotiate with scary vampire ladies!" Lucian's voice mocked sincerity.

"Is Ran-ran there?"

"Yes, why?"

"Tell her that if she ever wants to see her little boyfriend again, then I'll have to get MICHAEL back first!!"

After a short pause on the phone, Ran-ran's voice answered,

"HEY!!! He is NOT me boyfriend!! We broke up quite a while ago!!"

Click!

Throwing down the phone, Selene turned to Neko-neko as he asked,

"Sooo, Imma hostage now?"

Author's Note: Well, the first chapter of this small little one is done. Gimme a few days or so and check back for the next chapter!