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Sequel to alternative ending of 'Troubles in Domino Town'.

With every step, something made a small noise. Either a chain, bandages or her shoes. But still it was a small noise, no one gave it much attention. She was walking slowly, right beside the walls of dark street. A few lamps gave off weak light. If by chance any person crossed path with her, they either almost ran pass, or stared at her rudely. She was used to it, so it didn't bother her. After all, she did look unusual.

Very long black coat covered her form, long sleeves hiding her arms and weapons. Black hood was pushed so low over her head and face, her eyes were covered. Stopping suddenly, she slightly tilted her head, without exposing her eyes. Senja bar. A very elegant bar in the middle of Czech street. Most people didn't know that, but Czech Republic has great style.

Walking in Senja bar, low electro music greeted her. Only a few people were there and barman gulped when he saw this eccentric girl walking towards him. Without a smile, she ordered to hit her with an expensive vodka quietly. He nodded and left. She could hear people whispering behind her over the music. Slowly, she looked up. There was a long horizontal mirror where bottles stood behind the bar.

A young attractive woman greeted her. She was covered in long black coat with sleeves that went over her fingers and a hood that covered her head. Under the hood, smooth face was seen, ghost white. Eyes, that were long ago big, innocent and emotional, were now watchful, smaller, intense, careful not to give away any emotion. They lost their girly charm and gained womanly feel, that went well with their colour – storm gray.

Long, very well-kept hair was falling down, free – not in ponytail or two tails, her shoulders and stopped at her stomach. A few bangs were falling right in the middle between her eyes. In contrast to her black coat, her hair was deep scarlet red. Many women would kill for it.

She remembered, once upon a time, when she looked like a girl. Now she looks like a very, very fine woman. Even though her body didn't change much … since it was immortal.

Her vodka arrived, and bartender sneaked away again like he'd be afraid she'll pull out a gun. Idiot. Just another idiot. She took a large sip of vodka and put the glass down loudly. If she'd introduced herself, he'd probably call the police. That's what people usually do when they get introduced to Morana, the Suffocator. That, or they run away, begging for their life.

All bunch of idiots! She, take their life? Never! They had no idea, no fucking idea she was the only one who was keeping them safe!

She, who wander the world, killing vampires after vampires, werewolf after werewolf, demon after demon to keep human race safe. Yet, when they hear her name, they immediately think she's out to kill them. In fact, Morana the Suffocator wasn't her real name. But she has been wondering Slavic countries for three years and a half now, and when you kill creature of the night, it makes a weird sound, like he'd be suffocating. Hence Morana the Suffocator. Morana means death in Slavic language.

And to keep these humans safe she goddamn deserves free vodka when she feels like it! But now … she needs vodka to help her face a hard decision. She's going back there … not because she wants it. If it was up to her, she'd never go back to that place, not even after a millennia, let alone three years and a half. But she needs to. It's her job.

She hated Domino town. Hated. Ever since she left Domino, three and a half years ago. There was a man she once loved and didn't love her back. There were people who called themselves her friends, yet they never wanted to contact her after she left. There was … that girl …

A lot has changed in three years and a half. She kept her eyes on things in Domino, even though she hated the place and hated the people. Atem and Anzu were now a couple. Mai and Jounouchi were still 'just good friends'. Otogi and Honda were just like the rest; in their last year in school. Malik was taking care of Yami Malik, Yami Bakura and Bakura. Two psychos and a vampire. The Yami's returned to their old self; no longer willing to join forces with 'the good guys', they were plotting to take over the world – each in their own way of course and they were now again dangerous. Bakura is becoming more like his deranged Yami every day, who would have thought Bakura would become a psycho too. Malik was an enigma. He was neither good or bad, it seems he became quiet and more willing to spend time with Yamis and Bakura than Atem and his pack of heroes. Mokuba was taller and some sort of black metal teen, with hair in ponytail, black jeans, black metal boots and black T-shirt with CANNIBAL CORPSE imprinted on it in red letters.

And Seto Kaiba was engaged with Isis Ishtar.

Angrily, she took the last sip of vodka, smashed the glass and give bartender a dark glare that ensured her free drink and getting away with breaking the glass. She wouldn't go back in fucking Domino if not for major threat. There was a vampire war soon going down there. And the catalyst for it was her biggest enemy – Rin.

Just her name made any demon, vampire, werewolf, fairy, elf, or any other magical creature shiver and start praying – even if they don't believe in God.

»Ready to go, babe?«

She looked right, at slim, attractive man, who was now hugging her hips. Black hair fell on his eyes and he was wearing his usual arrogant smirk. Scott Ballantine. American gothic guy from underground. Fire elf. Her lover, her fianceé.

She nodded, wondering how they are going to react when they see … the truth. Sweet little Ayaka became the Suffocator.

*M & R*

»Rin is Queen of the Damned, literally. Satan, tyrant, sociopath, coldblooded murderer, whatever you want to call it.«

Sudden voice made Atem jump off the chair. If she wouldn't felt this dark hatred, emotion that was very foreign for her years ago, but was now her silent companion, she would have find it funny.

It was well after one o'clock in the morning. Lack of moon's light made it pitch black outside. But they weren't outside, on this cold and unkind night. Scott pretty much ordered Atem earlier this day to call anyone with little magical power or relation with Sennen Items. Therefore Yuugi, Isis, Seto, Malik, Bakura, Yami Malik and Yami Bakura were all crammed in Yuugi's bedroom. Naturally, idiots Jounouchi, Otogi and Honda were here too, even though Scott specifically said people with no magic or no relation with Sennen Item are not to come, they'd only get in the way. But she expected it. Still it pissed her off, after all this time they were incapable of following perfectly clear orders. Looking sideways, she saw Scott pursed his lips. Unsatisfied too.

They'd been hiding in shadows of the room, until all gahtered and she went straight to the point. Seeing how confused they all looked, she started again with her usual cold voice:

»Rin is Queen of the Damned, literally. Satan, tyrant, sociopath, coldblooded murderer, whatever you want to call it. She a vampire, but the most dangerous vampire ever. You think you can take her, but you're wrong. She's got whole Europe, Africa and Asia down on their knees, covered in blood and guts. Every creature fears her. Satan himself bows to her. Rin has a vampire clan named Stiah. Members are all vampire girls, very unusual vampire girls. Sixty of them. Rin leads Stiah to kill … no, massacre every vampire, werewolf, demon, elf or any other magical creature that comes in their way. She knows no mercy and they take everything the victims had; money, estate. Stiah cannot be broken. The girls are faithful to Rin, no one would betray her, they live for her, she gave them everything – status, power and wealth.

Rin is the cruelest being on this Earth. What you two pathetic Yamis have done is nothing compared to her. She has no emotion, she's a block of ice.

The Boss …« She momentarily lost her voice, but it lasted less than a second, and she continued in the same grave tone: »The Boss, who was once leader of vampire clan here in Domino, now has a new clan, and it's strong. But nothing compared to Rin and her Stiah. Boss is scared shitless right now – Rin is coming to defeat the last vampire clan who defies her in Asia. After that, she'll be going to America. Then, she'll rule. Then, there will be no creature of the night against her, only with her.

This vampire war will last less than ten seconds. Staih will kill Boss and his clan, I know. I gathered you here only because you have a little power to keep Domino safe just in case something goes wrong. But don't come close to the war. Rin will tear your body open before you can even blink. She doesn't care. I should know. I am the best beast hunter in the world and Rin is the best beast in the world. I should know,« she repeated, not making eye contact with these people she hated now so much.

»When?« silently asked Atem.

»Already, small boy!« arrogantly laughed Scott and hugged her from the back like a lustful lover he was, and mocked the Pharaoh. »The war is going to happen in a few minutes!«

There was an uproar but she yelled shut the fuck up! and everyone obeyed. »Let it happen. One less vampire clan, and Rin will do nothing to the city, she wants to go to America. I just called you to keep city unaware and safe of the war.«

»Here's what we'll do!« happily laughed Scott, hugging her tighter. »You guys will follow us and we'll keep a watch on Kazumi street, to make sure no vampire cross the line of stone wall on the left to go to the city, capis?«

His wiggling body made her hood slip off. She was so different now, yet it took them only two minutes of silence to fully realise who was standing before them.

»Oh my God,« quietly whispered Atem.

»It can't be,« said Jounouchi equally quietly.

She didn't spare a look in Seto Kaiba's direction. Scott let out a snicker. It made her wonder if he planned all this to see their reaction.

»Morana the Suffocator,« he called her loudly, letting go of her body and looked at their faces, waiting for someone to comment on the name. But everyone stayed silent, stunned, so he continued: »Lead the way!«

Without looking at anyone she walked, her head held high, between Isis and Yuugi to the door and soon, everyone followed.

*M & R*

War was already over. The other couldn't sense it, but she and Scott, due to their immortal status of elf and fairy, could smell vampire blood and hear cheers of victory of Stiah girls in the air. They walked silently by stone wall on Kazuki street that separated magnificent mansion where Boss used to live (no doubt will now fall in Rin's hands) and Domino city.

»Ay- I mean, uh …« Yuugi was embarrassed. She didn't care and she didn't feel sorry for him.

»Uh … how … does Rin look like?« he gathered the courage again, though his voice was small and she could sense him blushing from embarrassment. She stopped walking. Behind her she heard others stop. They stopped because she did, but she stopped because she sensed her. Looking sideways at Scott, she saw him standing there, arrogant grin like always on his face, hands in pockets, looking up at the wall. She followed his gaze and others followed hers, like robots.

On the wall stood young woman. Shining leather black strapped boots. Fishnet stockings. Shining leather black skirt. Satin emerald green corset with black laces. Fishnet gloves up to elbows. A big, cross pendant around her neck with two blood scarlet diamonds. Her magnificent rich black hair up in high ponytail, dancing wildly in the wind. At the tips of her hair were curls. Hair in the front was long and covered her entire right eye. Emerald green eyes were elegant but merciless, cold and monster-like.

Without saying a word (Scott and her have heard she is very quiet and rarely talks), Rin pierced every one of them with an unemotional gaze that let them know they are only food to her. She locked eyes with her last. No emotion. No recognition.

Rin turned and disappeared. In the distance, she heard Stiah girls are going silent,probably following Rin who knows where, maybe to rob Boss mansion. She looked at Atem, Seto Kaiba and others. They just received another shock of the night. Feeling Scott's hand gently touch her shoulder, a cold smile crept on her face. It was good Rin showed up the way she did. How else would I explain to them Rin looks a lot like crazy version of Amaya?

*M & R*

She looked at her black wrist watch impatiently. Things should be all right here. Rin'll probably take over the estate, stay a few nights and let Stiah girls have their fun, then flee to America, to enslave it. Still, precaution was her job.

»Stay,« she ordered sharply, making everyone, except Isis, jump from harshness of her voice. Scott gave out a manic giggle. »It should be fine now. But safety is important, I still have Night Crawling Demon to catch and kill tonight.«

It was true. It wasn't just Rin; Rin was the most usual of unusual threaths all elf fairies that walk the path of Beast Hunters face. Scott got info on strong Night Crawler Demon vibes in centre of Domino. Those bastards need to be killed before they crawl into people's dreams and suck their life force.

»You stay here for about an hour, then-«

»Enough! You drag us here, for nothing, and now leave us here, to do nothing for one hou-«

»QUIET.«

She didn't raise her voice. It was cold, emotionless harshness in her tone that made Seto Kaiba speechless, left with gaping mouth. Grey eyes stabbed him with pure dark hatred. Hatred, that has been harbored for three years and a half.

»After an hour, if nothing goes wrong, you can go home. Rin'll stay a few nights, I'm sure, but she's got her sights set on America, so I doubt she'll make any trouble. With all vampire corpses, Stiah girls have enough to eat. You just make sure no vampire goes over the wall. I have to do my job, it's the only reason I'm in this God forsaken place.«

Without looking at anyone, she turned on her heel and walked away, with head held high. By her side, Scott's usual arrogant grin has been replaced with wide mocking smile. She had wondered … on the way to Domino, was Scott jealous? Worried? He seems to be so happy that she blew off and then ignored Kaiba. It's hard to tell any emotion, beside arrogance, that might flow through Scott. It's just the way he is.

But he has nothing to worry about, if he ever worried. She's engaged to him. And Isis also got what she wanted.

»Oh,« said Scott and stopped. »And if any of you little kiddies need to be rescued or are too afraid to do anything if big, bad vampire shows up, use this.«

With one strong and incredibly quick movement, he threw something white towards the group. Atem barely caught it. Holding it tightly, he raised it to the light of street lamp. It was a long whistle on a silver chain. Whistle was said to made out of left rib of Grim Reaper himself. She was sure it was. She kept on walking as Scott followed her, still talking to Atem.

»Yeah, whistle that if in danger. And Death will come to you. For you.«

»Death?« Pharaoh asked quietly.

Morana kept walking and soon she disappeared out of sight, her body swallowed by night shadows. It was her lover, Scott, who slowly stopped and turned around. Hands in pockets, arrogant grin, accompanied with ironic smile in his eyes.

»Yes. Morana, the Suffocator.«

Manic giggle was heard from him, then they lost sight of him in the darkness.

*M & R*

Black, wet hair fell on dark gray eyes. Mouth was open, saliva all around it. Tongue sticking out, with small, thin stream of blood. There was little piece of meat, the neck, then nothing. They used to call him Boss.

She held his severed head in her snow white hands with long, elegant fingers with cat-like nails, painted rose pink. For a second, her spoiled rose pink eyes lingered on his lifeless ones'. Then she let the head fall. As soon as it hit the dark brown polished floor, she crushed it with her black stiletto boots. A whimper escaped her lips when blood and brain splattered over them.

»Hee hee! It's your own fault, why'd ya stick 'em in there!« annoying voice mocked her. With sharp intake of breath, her cheeks not red, but rose pink from embarrassment, she screamed: »I know that! And learn to talk properly, you're not a whiny eleven-year-old girl!«

»You're the one to talk about being whiny,« another voice, more low, joined them.

These three girls were called The Circle. All sixty Stiah girls were in faithful clan, serving Rin with all their undead little hearts. But the Circles- as they called them- were three chosen girls, who had the honour to walk side by side with Rin. They were sort of her secretaries; they made sure to recruit new girls, care of the Stiah, gather information and do everything Rin wants them to do. Dream of every Stiah girl is to be in personal contact with their leader Rin, who was a legend. But only the Circles could do that. Naturally, like in any other form of star-worshiping, battle for Rin's attention was wild and everyone fought madly to prove themselves being worthy of The Circle.

For last three years, this honour belonged to Poison Pink, Perky Blue and Sickly Green. Poison Pink was a spoiled, whiny girl, who always wore girly black dresses lolita-style. Her long hair was rose pink, like her eyes and fingernails. She is the one who took Rin worshiping to new level. Yet she is incredibly skilled vampire and master of brewing poisons.

Perky Blue, girl who mocked Poison Pink, has shoulder-length electric blue hair. Eyes and fingernails of the same colour. She wears black and blue electro style clothes. Her name comes from her perky, happy-go-lucky attitude. She has amazing brutal strenght in her arms.

Sickley Green is a little taller than the other two, with short light green hair, and, just like the others, eyes and nails of same colour. She has extremely thin eyebrows and heavy black lipstick and green eye shadow. Her style is elegantly gothic. Sickley Green has a fascination in everything morbid, and kills her victims by torturing them in the most gruesome ways possible.

Poison Pink took off her stiletto boot and threw it at Perky Blue, who screamed and jumped off the couch she was happily lying on. Sickley Green raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes, while Poison Pink pouted her lips and turned to tall, purple velvet chair in the corner of the room, who was almost completely covered in darkness. Only two long legs in fishnet stockings and black shiny leather strapped boots were visible. The legs were elegantly crossed, and unmoving.

»Rin-sama, Rin-samaaaa,« Poison Pink ran to the chair, sat down and put her head down to cold skin of her leader's legs. »Rin-sama, tell Perky Blue to clean my stiletto's!« Still pouting she hugged cold legs.

For a moment, nothing happened. Then Rin's face slowly moved in the light. Like always, her eyes were reaped of all light. Monster-like, they gave off feeling of emerald green ice. Or so her left eye did. Her right one was always covered in thick black bangs, that fell on right side of her face.

»Did you know …« she said in her usual emotionless, quiet and sugary voice. This voice silenced the most though men and monsters in the world. It felt like poison was dripping from every word. »… that Morá means nightmare in Slavic language?«

The room was quiet. Only Poison Pink looked up and asked in her spoiled voice, wanting to catch Rin's attention any time possible: »What's wrong, Rin-sama?«

Rin ignored her and slowly turned her head to look out of dusty gray window, where Stiah girls were seen in the backyard, eating Bosses' vampires, chatting, laughing.

»Should I worry about my dolls?«

Stiah girls were her dolls. Her precious little dolls. Sickley Green stood up and said in determined voice: »Rin-sama, do not be worried. I will go and make sure Stiah are all right. I'll take care of it. The Sun will be up in two hours, I'll get them inside right away and assigned them places to sleep.«

Without looking at her, Rin nodded. »Always a big help, Sickley Green. It's a pleasure to have you with me.«

Sickley Green couldn't help a satisfying grin creeping on her black lips. It was unusual for her to smile, she only did it when she heard her victims scream in pain and agony, but she was just praised by Rin herself. It was a big honour.

»Thank you, Rin-sama,« she said and walked out of the room, ignoring Poison Pink and her ugly looks of jealousy, that made her pale cheeks turn pink again. Perky Blue seized her chance and quickly said: »Rin-sama, do you need anything? To drink, eat? A blanket? A book?«

»I'll get it, if Rin-sama needs it!« burst out Poison Pink and stood up. The two got into another fight. Rin silently stood up and disappeared out of the room. She needs to find Bosses' bedroom, to sleep. She'll have a long night tomorrow.