This is my rendition of his story, please read and review. its not finished but its a work in progress. take a peek into my mind and enjoy.

01: HIS NIGHTMARE

walking hand in hand the couple laughed, a smile spread across the woman's face. Her soft pink lips glistening in the park lights as they walked. Her grip tightened as they slowed their pace. Reaching a bench below the tall oak tree they sat staring deeply into each others eyes. Her soft eyes clear like the afternoon sky, stared deeply into his dark midnight brown. Leaning into him to avoid the cold chill in the air.

"Tonight is beautiful." Her soft voice just above a whisper as she spoke only to him. Staring into the night sky. He leaned in kissing her forehead gently, his soft lips on her skin gave her goose bumps. She nuzzled into him looking up at him she kissed him deeply.

"Nothing can compete with the beauty that I see before me." his voice was soft yet deep. His hand coming up to cup her face, the darkness of his skin stood out against her pale face. She smiled deeply at his words. He always knew what to say to make her heart skip a beat. "how did I get to be so lucky?" he sounded so sincere. She leaned in and kissed him deeply tasting his lips gripping him tightly. "Inari, you silly man. I do believe that I am the lucky one." she giggle softly. "come let us go home. I have a surprise for you." she stood pulling his hand along with her. He stood towering over her. Walking through the trees along the path he could sense someone following closely behind. His ears twitched as he listened to the followers heart beat, quicker pace than normal. But nothing to alarming. His grip tightened slightly, causing her to look up into his eyes, "What troubles you mate?" she could always tell when something was bothering him. He smirked he always found it amusing when she worried. He wrapped his arms around her and leaned in slightly. Whispering "Everything is fine, lets make it home in time to feed you" kissing her cheek lightly.

He lightened the grip on her hand and quickened his pace. She smiled and jogged slightly to keep pace with him. The night air blew softly through her hair as they made their way through the park. Reaching the car Inari did a sweep with his eyes to see if their follower was still behind them. He could not see anyone. But he knew to trust his senses more than his sight. Opening the car door for her he walked around and got in starting the ignition. They were silent as he drove home. Her soft eyes gliding over every thing along the way. Her breathing was soft and her heart beat was quiet. That was normal for her but he was still worried, her health was not in the best of conditions and he did not want anything to cause her to have an attack. 'I'm glad that she did not notice the man in black that followed closely behind' he noted to Noir.

Noir simply nodded in agreement. As they reached home he could not help but sense a slight irritation in the air. He turned towards her and looked deeply into her soft clear eyes. "Constance my dearest mate, will you please stay here until I come for you?" his voice was hard but kind. She nodded and locked the doors as he exited the car. Grabbing the blade that he always kept in his back pocket he walked softly up the drive to their two story home. Sliding the key into the lock he turned the plunger and stepped into the house. only the light in kitchen above the stove was on. Normal for when they left together he walked quietly surveying the house checking every room. Seeing that the house was empty and nothing seemed out of place he walked out to see the passenger door open with a broken window. Looking around he walked over to the car looking at the broken window looking around he called out "Constance!" when no reply came he pulled out his camera and started snapping photos of the scene.

He took a deep breath in and stopped looking towards the ground he seen liquid glistening in the moon light. Bending down and dipping his finger in he brought it to his lips and licked his finger clean. Tensing he knew this taste. He knew who it belong to. A growl grew deep in his throat. He stood clenched fists looking in the car a slight worry came over him. There was more blood then he would have liked to see. Noticing the blade she carried on her person at all time was covered in blood. 'at least she tried to defend her self' fox quietly spoke out. The growl in Inari's throat grew louder. "they will pay for their impudence" the anger in his voice was hidden. But Noir and fox could not be fooled. 'are we going to go after them?' Noir's soft voice was rarely heard, but was strong and steady. 'of course you fool.' Inari was irritated. Ignoring them he looked over all the details of the struggle following the blood drips on the floor down the drive they stopped at the street. 'they got into a vehicle and drove west.' the irritation was obvious in fox's voice. Inari turned towards the house and went inside, down the hall to the guest bedroom.

Walking into the closet he closed the door behind him pushing the winter coats to the side he slid the hide-a-way wall out stepping into the hidden room. Flicking on the light switch, listening to the buzzing sound as the lights flickered on to reveal a room full of nothing but arsenal. Hundreds of guns lined the metal walls. Grabbing a duffle bag the hung from the hook next to the door he walked down the isle. Grabbing knives off the middle island as he walked. Filling the bag with guns, blades, grenades, swords, and spare clothes.

He set the bag down starting on his buttons on his shirt he dropped it to the floor. Kicking off his shoes he started undoing his pants he slid them and kept walking to the back his dark skin was covered in tattoos, and scars. Reaching the wardrobe in the back of the room he pulled the doors open to see an assortment of black clothing neatly hanging from the hanger. "Constance…" he smirked lightly under his breath. Grabbing a black long sleeve shirt he slid it over his head pulling his arms through it fit his body tight. Pulling a pair of cargo pants off the hanger he slid his legs in buttoning them up sliding a black belt through the loops.

He fastened it tightly. Pulling over his vest he zipped it up. Strapping a holster to his hip and a knife sheath to his ankle he turned back to the island in the center of the room. Loading his gun he placed it at his hip, and slide the blade into the sheath at his ankle. He took Nemours clips from his many weapons sliding them into the duffle, and his vest pockets. Sliding throwing stars in his vest with many other blades. Walking over to the wall he grabbed his katana off the wall sliding it over his head he grabbed the duffle. And his throw away phone and turned off the light as he left. Closing the door behind him. Walking threw the house he grabbed a photo of her off the end table he slide the photo out and placed it in his inner vest pocket.

Walking into the garage he pushed the button and slide his leg over his Harley and started the ignition. And drove out down the street headed west. The sun was still hours from rising as he drove through the town. He knew exactly where to go for a lead. He had been out of the organization for almost a year now. But he knew she would take him back in with out questions. He pulled into the drive and turned the key. He kicked out the stand for his bike and got off he knew to stay on the designated path. Walking to the door he knocked three times and waited. A young woman answered the door. (Rachael) Her pale skin and dark hair stood out in the street lights. "I'm looking for Susan." he spoke quickly. Knowing they ask questions last. The woman stepped back and held the door open for him.

He walked down the hall towards her office. And rapped on the door waiting her response. The door opened to a man in his late teens. His golden serpent eyes looked over him. "Seraphim…" he nodded a greeting. He walked past briskly and nodded in return. "Enter" her voice sounded from the dark room. Entering the room he closed the door behind him and took a seat at the desk. "Susan, its been to long." she turned in her chair to face him. Her hair was up tightly her black clothes he knew she was waiting for business. He voice was came off a bit rougher than he was used to. "What can I do for you Inari?" he took the picture out from his vest and laid it upon her desk. He spoke quickly. "Constance has been taken. I would like to hire Seraphim to help me hunt him down." she looked down quickly looking over the photo, pushing it back towards him. "this is the woman you left the organization for?" her voice was full of irritation. Inari nodded placing the photo back in his vest pocket. "and you wish for me to have Seraphim drop his current mission to help you search for her…" she smirked

"do you really think we have nothing better to do." her voice was tense and her words were full of anger. She stood and walked to the door opening it "I wish this visit was under different circumstances. But seeing as it not. I hope you find who you are looking for." he stood and quickly walked past added "Thank you for your time." as he left. Walking down the hall he pasted the woman who avoided his eye. Exiting the house he stopped to see Seraphim leaning against his bike smoking a cigarette. "who is the woman?" his voice was quiet no more than a whisper. "My wife." was his only reply. "And Susan responded how to your requessst?" the words seem so slip out of him mouth with detest. He simply shook his head as he grabbed the keys from his pocket. "My request was denied, apparently your busy." he said easily. "now if you'll excuse me I need to go find my wife." he stated as we watched the annoyance flash in Seraphim's eyes. He straddled his bike turning the ignition causing the bike to roar to life. He took off down the road back towards the park. He parked and back tracked to where he first noticed the man. Looking for anything he could find. Not to his surprise there were cigarette butts. Leaning down he picked one up and looked at the brand. 'camels.' he noted to Noir. 'do we know of anyone who smokes this brand?' Noir spoke quickly as if he wished he wouldn't be heard. Inari stood drawing a blade from his hip as he heard foot steps behind him. He looked slightly over his right shoulder "Seraphim, what brings you to the neighborhood?" he asked placing the blade back in its sheath. Turning to see him in his black missions uniform. He wasn't surprised to see him. He knew he did as he pleased, even after Susan gave an order.

"I wouldn't miss an opportunity to shed blood. The reason matters not." there was little emotion in his voice as he pulled a cigarette from his pocket lighting a match he threw it to the ground inhaling deeply. He looked at the butt in his hand. "what was the man wearing?" he asked quickly Inari looked over him with slight irritation in his eyes. Shaking off his annoyance he gave him a full description of the man. Going over the details in his mind Seraphim took another drag, he pulled his phone from his pocket seeing it was Susan on the caller id. "Yes…out….I'll be back when I'm back." he closed the phone placing it back in his pocket. And started pacing the area where the man had been. He looked back towards the bench where they had been sitting it had to be at least a hundred yards.

"How could he see you in this poor light?" he noted out loud. He walked over towards the bench to see If there was anything to point them in the right direction. Inari took a deep breath bringing the scent of the area into his mind. 'the man was wearing black sued?' fox was annoyed at this petty search. 'your foolish if you think is going to lead anywhere…' he growled Noir shook his head at fox's impudence. He looked up at the sky to see the moon was at full. Looking across the park to see if anything seemed out of place. He knew this place by memory, they came every Sunday for their evening walk. It was the one night of the week he didn't work. But he would never let her come here with or with out him if he wasn't aware of everything here. Seraphim walked over catching a glimpse of a book of matches on the ground. Scooping it up as he walked her turned it over to see that it was from the local liquor store. Placing it in his pocket he began with the questions.

"Inari when did you notice the man who was observing you?" Seraphim's voice was quick.

"Close to 9:30 P.M." he retorted

"What time did you make it home?"

"we were home before 10:00 P.M. we live a mere seven minuet drive from this park" he was beginning to get irritated. "why is he even here?" fox shot out. "Yes, Seraphim that is a good question. What are you doing here. Susan gave you direct orders not to come here, yet here you are." his words came out tense but strong. "What is in this for you…?" Seraphim's golden eyes flickered a shade of red as he looked over his right shoulder into Inari's eyes. "my reasssssons are of my own." the words slid out of his mouth with ease, but anger was clearly behind them. His hand came down the grip the blade he kept in his back pocket. Inari simply looked him over, taking a deep breath trying to keep control of his anger. "I'm not here to fight you Seraphim." he stated as his hand slide the blade from its sheath on his side.

They were both expert fighters and he knew this. He took a single step to the left, keeping his eyes on Seraphim's hand. He knew he held a blade. Just as he knew Seraphim was aware of his own blade in his hand. Sighing he place the knife back in the sheath took a look around the scene on last time before heading back through the park. He needed to put distant between him and Seraphim. Heading back to his bike he started the ignition and took off for the house. Stopping in front of the drive he pushed out the kick stand as he slowly get off his mind got to thinking. Who could have done this? Was there something he missed, did he have unfinished business with some one from his past. Was there a clue he was leaving out?

He walked quickly up to the car and began searching the passenger side of the car. Feeling underneath the seat he felt something cold, and metal. Sliding the object out to discover it was a ring. Silver with a Fallen engraved on the inside. The insignia on top was an inverted cross with a skeleton nailed to it. "I recognize this." his voice was barley a whisper. "do you really think the Fallen could have done this?" Noir's voice was slight, no more than a whisper. "the idea of the Fallen taking things to this level makes me laugh. To be so foolish." Fox chuckled at the idea. "The Fallen was once a great enemy, but that was many years ago…this is a long time to hold a grudge." Inari said sliding the ring into his pocket. He swept his hand back underneath the seat. Finding nothing more he stood. He sniffed the air taking in the scent of the car. "it's the same as the park." he noted.

Closing the car door he went back to his bike. He headed into town to a local twenty-four hour coffee shop. Pulling into the space. He fetched his laptop for his saddle bag and entered the shop. The smell of fresh coffee and muffins entered his nose. Walking up to the counter he noticed an older gentlemen behind the counter. His tall lanky body seemed even smaller in the large shirt he wore. "Good Evening Sir, and welcome to Kat's Coffee House." he smiled as he greeted Inari. "Large black coffee." his voice was think as he ordered his drink. "That all sir?" with a nod he slapped a five dollar bill out on to the counter. "thank you, ill bring it out to you as soon as its ready, got a new pot brewing just for ye. Make your self comfortable." the old man stated. Inari nodded and seated him self in the back corner of the shop, so he was able to see the door. Opening up his laptop he began searching all his old files, anything that had to do with the Fallen he opened and scanned over with his eyes. "Here ye go sir. Nice and hot so be careful" the old man set the cup down on the table and shuffled off.

The shop was quiet after that, just the soft piano music that played in the back ground. Reading over a file he heard the bell on the door ring. And the old man chip in "Hello Miss, welcome to Kat's Coffee House". She ignored him and walked straight in front of his laptop. "Where is Seraphim?" her voice was demanding. Inari didn't even glance away from the screen. "How the hell am I supposed to know?" his voice came quickly as he tapped his mouse to the next page. As he continued reading the woman pushed down the lid to his laptop. Closing it in the middle of his work. "I'm only going to ask this one more time…" her voice grew hard as stone "Where is Seraphim…?" he looked up into her eyes. "Henrietta….if you want to know where he is maybe you should put a fucking bell on him. That way you'll always know." he smirked at her.

She quirked an eye brow at him. How dare he disrespect Seraphim in that manner. "You will watch your tongue traitor." she struggled to keep control of her temper. She knew not to cause a scene with the old man here. She sat down and folder her arms neatly on the table. "I will hurt you if you do not give me the answer I require…" she said threw clenched teeth. Inari chuckled lightly. "I don't have time for this, and I am no traitor. Now for the last time I do not know where…" he was interrupted by her phone ringing. She pulled it out of her pocket "Hello, Yes Ma'am…of course…right away." she hung up. Standing and briskly walking out of the coffee shop. Inari sat there and shook his head. Opening his laptop once more. He continued his search. He sat thinking as he read.

"come let us go home. I have a surprise for you." her words ran threw his memories. He couldn't help but wonder what she could have had for him. Her voice rang in his ears. As he heard her words over and over again. He knew that winter was coming and he knew that the chilly weather was not good for her. But she had insisted on going that evening, and he couldn't resist seeing her smile. He never imagine that this would have happened. He had gotten out of the organization as soon as he had realized that things between him and Constance were going to be serious. He never imagine that when he met her things would have gotten this deep. He never knew that he would fall in love with her. All he knew was that she as gone and he needed to get her back.

Looking over the files a ring came across his laptop. It was a new email, opening the file he seen it was from her. Something she had sent earlier that morning.

9:30 am

To my Dearest Mate,

I know that you are at work, but I can't stop thinking about you. I have some very exciting news to tell you tonight over dinner. I'm making your favorite.

Hugs and kisses

Your Wife

Constance.

He couldn't help but feel anger that he hadn't checked his email earlier. They certainly wouldn't have gone out. They would have stayed in, lit a fire and had that romantic talk, and dinner. Saving the email, he closed down the tab. Taking a drink of coffee and back to the "Fallen" files. The leader of the organization had never been caught, no one that he knew of had seen his or her face. So it had to be a General, or someone of that standing. Every one he had known from the Fallen were either dead or in prison. So who could have been around all this time? Who would have the type of power it takes to pull this off? Or are they working alone?

His mind raced. Thinking over all the little things he knew he might never have again. Anger surged through him. He couldn't stand the thought of not knowing what was happening to her. What could they be doing. What information were they trying to gather through her. "She doesn't know anything" he yelled banging his fist down hard against the table, frightening the old man. He gave his files one more look over when he came across a name, a smirk flashed across his face. "how could I have missed that the first time?" he chuckled. Closing his laptop he chugged the rest of his coffee and headed for the door. "Thank you for your service…" the old man called after him as he left. Sitting on his bike he pulled out his cell phone.

"This is 411 how can I assist your call? The female operator asked.

"I'm looking for Daniel Reeding's number please" his response was quick

"One moment please….a text will be sent to your phone, have a good evening sir. Your call is being connected."

The phone rang until it connected to Voice mail.

"This is Daniel Reeding, please leave a message…..Beep"

"Daniel this is Inari…." he hung up. He knew that Daniel was aware to respond to his call as soon as he received the message. Now all he had to do was wait. He started his bike and took off. He needed to speak with Seraphim. Something had to be missing, what did he not notice there was something that just didn't seem in place. His phone rang as he stopped at a red light. Answering it without even looking at the caller Id.

"Daniel…."

"Inari it has been too long, what do I owe the pleasure of speaking to you about?" his voice was crackly and tired

"I did not mean to wake you but I need a bit of information. May I come see you?"

"My oldest friend you know I am well out of that business. But a visit would be best." he chuckled.

"I'll see you then." he hung up and took off as the light changed to green. Heading North, he hit the highway and set the cruise. He knew Daniel would have some type of Information about the Fallen. He was affiliated with their organization for many years. The drive took well over an hour and by the time he got there he knew there was only two hours till sunrise. Pulling off the freeway to Hollows inn drive, he drove to end of the block. The large house was surrounded by a brick gated fence, barb wire lined the top of the brick walls. Cameras fixed on him as he drove up to the gate. Pressing the call button he waited. The tall iron gates creaked as they opened. Pulling up the winding drive way he noted to himself all of the front end cameras. The green grass shimmered from the dew it collected during the night. Pulling up to the front door he stopped to admire the tall fountain that sat in his circle drive. It was a elegant, but a naked woman covered by nothing more than her hands. The water flowed down her hair as if she was bathing. Collecting the water at her feet. Small coins shimmered in the lit bottom of the fountain. Small red roses grew up the base of the fountain. A beautiful setting that you never would expect to see at an assassins house.

Walking up the well lit steps he knocked three times upon the door. He stood waiting looking around taking in his surroundings. He had been there many times before but he knew Daniel and he was always adding to his ever growing line of protection. Inari turned to as the door opened to see a very old brittle looking man, but he was not foolish. He knew this man was dangerous, a trained killer. A fact he very much appreciated. He looked him over his grey hair was thinning up top, his green faded eyes looked tired. He was in his robe black silk pajama pants and red house shoes with a cigar in one hand and a brandy in the other. He smiled as he opened to door to see him. "Inari my old friend, please come in." he stepped back as he walked through the door. "Forgive me for intruding at this early hour. It seems there is a situation, and I need all the information you can give me." he spoke as he followed the old man to the drawing room. "Nonsense my friend, hour makes no difference. It a pleasure to have you back in my home. May I offer you a refreshment?" he asked as he sat in a very large sold red antique chair. "no thank you." Inari said sitting on the couch just across the way, looking into the fire burning In the fireplace. "ah straight to business I see. What information do you require?" Daniels eyes grew serious as he seen the greetings were over. Inari pulled the ring out of his pocket and handed it to him. "I'm trying to gather information about the Fallen." he spoke quickly handing over the ring.

Daniels eyes widen for a moment as he looked upon the ring. "Where did you get this?" he asked turning it over in his fingers "It was underneath the seat in my car." he answered honestly. Daniel looked up at him with curiosity in his eyes. "Silly place to find this ring, don't you think?" Inari reached inside his vest pocket and pulled out the photo. "They took my wife." he said handing it over so he could take a look. His look became stern as he looked over the photo of Constance. "Is this the woman you left the origination for?" Daniel asked looking up into his eyes. He could see the pain as he answered. "Yes…" Daniel nodded "Just out of curiosity why did you stay in this area? Why didn't you leave?" Inari sighed as he took the photo back looking over it he answered. "Constance is… sick. This area has the best doctors that can offer." he sighed sliding the photo back into his vest. "you do not wear a ring?" he responded.

He pulled a small silver chain out from underneath his shirt. On it hung a small silver band with a date engraved onto it. "for her protection" he stated as he dropped it back under his shirt. "Does she do the same?" he shook his head no, "I asked her to wear hers. I do not want people around town to think she is available." he replied feeling foolish at the idea. "May I ask, what ails her." Daniel was careful to word the question. Inari sighed "She has a heart arrhythmia." was all he said. He didn't like to speak of these things. But in the last few months there had been to many close calls, to many accidents. Daniel handed him the ring "Let me get my file." he walked out of the room. Inari stood walking over to the book shelf, he stood studying all the titles. Nothing he has never seen before, he studied under Daniel until him until he joined in with Susan. He had read many of these while he was in training. "Didn't read those enough when you were younger?" Daniel chuckled. Inari turned to see him with a medium sized box. He walked over and took the box from him. "here allow me to help you, and I was just trying to see if you added anything new." his voice was calm. Setting the box down on the cherry wood coffee table he opened the lid so see and assortment of files and papers. Daniel reached in to grab a thick manila envelope. Pulling it out it had the same insignia drew upon it that the ring had. The word Fallen written in what looked like blood.

"You know I worked with them for many years, seems odd you would have enemies in this organization." his voice cracked. He covered his mouth as he coughed. "its not easy being old" he added as he seen the slight worry in Inari's eyes. "I hate to say it old friend," he added as he patted Inari's leg "but this woman…Constance…" he coughed again "she seems to have made you weak." his words came out harsh, but he could see Daniel's concern. "I do not like what your implying." his irritation could not be hidden. "I mean no harm by my words, old friend. But this life you have with her…" he struggled to find the right wording. "it just doesn't seem like something you would do… to marry with such a weak woman, a woman with an illness. These are traits you never seemed to have looked for in the past when searching for a mate. And yet here you are with her…" his words trailed off as he began to think. "Daniel you are thinking to much into the wrong topic of conversation…" a growl grew in the back of his throat. "what can you tell me about the Fallen."

Daniel leaned back pinching the bridge of his nose. "Well, I can tell you that they were founded in the 1990's. by a man named William F Allen. Which is how "Fallen" came in to play. He had three sons, Issac, Michael, and Leon, he hoped to pass down this organization to them after he passed on. But before this could be added to his will he remarried. A woman by the name of Alaine. Alaine had three children of her own, Jasmine, Lucendia, and Thomas. Alaine was not aware of her husband's crime organization." he coughed again after taking a drag from his cigar. He took a sip of Brandy and continued. "The man did not realize that his wife was slowly poising his food after she found out the Fallen. She had never asked about his money or how much he had. She had assumed that it was a family inheritance. When she realized how much could have been made she killed him" he coughed again, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief from his pocket. "slowly she had trained Thomas to take over. Taught him everything he would need to know. After he was murdered by the man he was slowly teaching to take over it slowly started to branch out. Now no one knows who runs it now. Only a few select people are aware." he finished taking a sip of Brandy.

Inari listened while going through the files in the box. Looking at random photos of other people in the business. Certain photos had a small red X at the bottom. Inari held up a few with the insignia on them "Does this mean they are now deceased?" he slide the photos back into the pile as Daniel nodded in agreement. Inari could feel something in his gut telling him to be careful. "Something seems out of place here…its not the same feeling as before." Fox stated noticing the change in the atmosphere. Noir nodded his soft but strong voice was full of irritation. "Do you suspect something is going on?" Inari kept quiet. "Daniel to your knowledge does anyone you know, have some sort of reason to come after me?" his voice was calm not wanting Daniel to notice the slight change in him. He took a sip of Brandy and set it upon the table next to him, taking a drag from his cigar he looked Inari in his eyes. He knew that he was trying to read him, and he knew to keep his eyes calm.

He looked down as he kept going threw the file, he felt like there was something missing. His mind was racing from the thoughts of who could be behind this? Who could have taken Constance? He stood aggravated and let out the breath he held, and walked quickly to the fireplace. He stood staring into the flames, watching them as they danced within each other. A dance he knew all to well, he turned and looked Daniel in his eyes reading his emotion at the moment. Concern flashed through Daniel's eyes as he looked upon Inari's rugged stance. He had never seen him act this way before. "Inari, How could you allow such a woman to affect you so much?" Daniel's voice came off soft but stern. Inari turned anger in his eyes. "How dare you question me, and my feelings toward my wife. I guess love is something you will never understand old man." he said angrily as he grabbed the file and walked briskly out of the room. "Inari wait…. I meant no offense" Daniel's words came quick with little meaning.

Inari walked out the front door heading for his bike. He slipped the file into the saddlebag, and mounted the bike. Starting the engine he revved the throttle. Daniel came chasing after him. "Before you go take this…" he said breathing heavily. Handing him a photo with no name but a number attached. "he will…." deep breath "be able to help you more than I" his voice was scratchy. "I know you will find her Inari. I have no doubt in your skills. And I know that everything will be okay." he slid the photo into his vest and drove off. Reaching the gate he slipped through as it started to open. Pulling into a local gas station he took out his cell phone.

Ring…ring…. "Inari…."

"Seraphim, do you know anything about William F. Allen?" his words were calmed. He was quite surprised that he answered at all. He knew not why Seraphim had come to help him in the first place, but he really didn't think he would help him now.

"William F, Allen…. I'll look into it…..click" he stated before hanging up.

Inari sighed, trying to calm him self. While filling up his tank he pulled out the photo. It was of a short woman, her green eyes glazed over beneath her dark red hair. Her outfit plain nothing out of the ordinary. "What could this pathetic human have to offer us?" Fox growled. "and he is to know the answer to this?" Noir had irritation in his voice. "don't be ignorant Fox, to think that we know such things…" he sighed. "Shut up both of you!" he spat out quickly placing the photo back in his vest starting his bike he drove back to town. He was tired and he knew he needed rest, but how could he want to sleep in a time like this. Who knew what they were doing to her. Or if she was even still alive. "Don't think like that." Noir broke his thoughts. "We will get our mate back." Fox chimed in. Inari Smirked at the idea that they gave a shit. "Fuck it." he mumbled under his breath as he pulled into their driveway. Turing the key in the deadbolt he opened the door. The house felt so empty knowing she was not here. He sighed throwing his bag on the ground he walked down the hall to their room. He sat heavily on the edge of their bed. "I'm coming for you Constance, don't give up hope." his words slipped through his lips as he fell back against the bed into a heavy sleep.