Miari Animita, a woman aged twenty-one, milky blonde hair and shining blue eyes. A cool disposition, and a likable personality. Nobody could have guessed that she was a Lucifer Hawk. She was in her apartment one night, doing some work for her college. As a professor, she had to keep up with what she was teaching, and prepare lessons and such. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and she opened the door a sliver. Realizing that it was a stranger with dark brown hair and hard brown eyes, she opened the door just a crack more, but it swung open, blowing her back. "What was that for?" she asked with a tinge of anger. Slowly, she looked up and saw the stranger over her. "I want to talk, Miari....I want to talk business." Miari nodded and got up, dusting off her outfit. She was wearing a black, turtleneck tanktop and tight pants of the same color. "What kind of business?" She brushed her hip-length blonde hair back with a slender hand, regaining her cool disposition. *What if he's more than human?* she thought as the two of them sat down on her couch and she poured each of them some tea, since it was too late for coffee. "Alright then, I suppose I have time for you."

The stranger smiled and said in a deep voice, "I thought you would. If not, I would have had to make some time for myself, but that might have been rude." Miari knew he was sophistocated enough not to do that, but who knew with people those days? "Can you just tell me what you want? It's late."

"Yes. I want you to come to this address at 2:30 tomorrow." He handed her a business card, with only one line on it.

"Alright," said Miari, "That's simple enough. I'll come."

"Good. But there is one thing....will you promise to do whatever I ask?"

"It depends," she said, "what kind of sick business you're running!" With that she punched him and left him on the street. She herself went to bed for the night.

In the morning, Miari awoke and went to get herself some coffee. "Stupid police," she grumbled to herself. "Can't they just leave me alone, and stop saying that I have to obey them?" She looked over her coffee cup's rim and saw a girl standing in the door, her red hair tied back in a short ponytail with a ribbon, her eyes sparkling. "I'm sorry," said the girl. "You left your door open, and I really needed to see you. So I let myself in."

"Who are you? Don't you know to keep your nose out of other people's houses?"

"Well, we need you to come to our headquarters immediately. Please don't get angry with me." Miari sighed and put down her coffee cup. "Alright, I'll come with you. Just don't do anything to alter my form. You don't want to."

"Yes ma'am." Miari looked at the girl and asked, "What's your name?"

"Yuki Saiko. I work for the AMP."

The two left in a small car, and both were silent, until they screeched to a halt in front of a tall building. "This," said Yuki, "is the AMP headquarters." The building just looked like an ordinary skyscraper, not some police building. Yuki punched in a security code at the door and gestured for Miari to follow as she walked in. -She doesn't know,- thought Miari. -She doesn't know that I'm a full-bred LuciferHawk. I shouldn't tell her, since she seems to be having a good day.- She didn't know that Yuki was almost always cheerful. They went up enough flights of stairs and reached a clean, metallic room that had a lot of machinery, but didn't seem cluttered because it was so large. "Who do you have?" asked a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"This is Miari, Lebia," replied Yuki. "She might be staying with us for a while. Maybe she'll even take Lum Cheng's place."

"Yuki," said Lebia, "are you being nasty again?" Yuki smiled and led Miari over to a chair that Rally was sitting in. "Director," said Yuki. "This is the right one, correct?"

"Yes," said Rally. "Miari. I'm Rally Cheyenne, director of the Attacked Mystification Police. I believe you've heard of us before." Miari kept a straight face and looked Rally in the eye.

"I don't take well to your kind, but what do you want? It's still early and I have to get to work."

Rally gave a short laugh and smiled. "I already know what you are, Miari. The question is, how come you try to hide your life as a LuciferHawk?"

"I'm a LuciferHawk, yes, but I have different opinions than the others from Nemesis. I didn't believe in domination, only coexistance, so after a while, I became an example of my own heartfelt beliefs. The gates to Nemesis should have remained sealed. Yet Gigalph Liqeuere released this plague into the world, destroying the lives he meant to save. I was against Gigalph and all of the other LuciferHawks. If this was what we were meant to do on the other side, we should have simply remained in Nemesis. So, to avoid joining with my race again, I became disguised as a human." The director smiled and nodded with approval, as Miari turned away and tried to walk off.

"Wait," called Rally. "We could use somebody like you on the AMP: somebody who knows the LuciferHawk inside and out. You qualify for that position without a doubt."

"But when..."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Miari nodded in acceptance and said, "When do I start?"