Prologue

Liz trailed through the corridors, threading her way to brothers laboratory. Screams emitting from down the hallway helped her find her way in the dark. Those screams were from some tortured victim, most likely from the demon world below. Brother enjoyed playing with his victims like Lis enjoyed playing with her prisoners. He enjoyed breaking them.

Liz soon stood in the doorway of the eldest blood siblings laboratory. The room glowed green, as potions sloshed in phials and candles flickered. Stood in the middle of the room, taking down notes, was Braz D Blood. Next to him sat a male demon, wearing only a pair of faded jeans. He was gagged and tied down to a chair, a voltage wire stuck into his transparent skin. Liz hated this part of her brothers game. She vowed to never become as evil, twisted, sick… As him. Braz, having impeccable hearing, heard the tiny patter of Liz's feet, and turned around to look at his sister.

"Liz, what have I told you about entering this room while I'm performing an experiment?"He wasn't angry, but his voice was sharp and impatient.

"I couldn't sleep, brother" Liz murmured, shrugging her shoulders. Braz sighed, but led her out of the room all the same. Liz was glad that he did, and not make her watch the torture session.

"What's wrong, Liz?" Braz asked, without even looking at her.

"I was scared. I had a nightmare, brother, don't be angry with me" Liz hated it when brother was angry. It was like a thunder cloud had wavered above his head, becoming darker with each coming second.

Braz sighed, reached into his waistcoat pocket and brought out some sweet-smelling leafs. Goodnight leafs. Brother would use them when she had trouble sleeping, they put her into a trance with their intoxicating aroma. theBraz used them quite frequently, especially on a night like this one. Thunder usually brought nightmares to Liz. The leafs eased her worried mind. But that taste was not what Liz craved for tonight. So she shook her head when offered the leafs. Her refusal puzzled Braz. He put his hand back inside the red waistcoat and kneeled down beside Liz. "What is it you want, Liz?" He asked, patting her head. Liz turned away from him, hands over her eyes.

"I-I want …"

"Yes?"

"I want…Fuyumi!"

And Liz always got what she wanted.