"Your mission is simple, (f/n). Just capture the Hiiragi and bring him to me." The progenitor's words echoed in your head as you crouched on the roof of an abandoned building in Shibuya. As seventh progenitor, Ferid Bathory had more than enough power to tell a regular noble such as yourself what to do. Therefore, there was no chance, not even a slight one, that you could get out of this. You sighed, wondering how you'd managed to be unlucky enough to be tasked with kidnapping livestock.
"It would've been better if Lord Ferid had told me what he needed this human for, at least," you muttered, shifting your position to get a better view of the adjacent building. This was apparently where the Japanese Imperial Demon Army resided, according to your sources. In about one minute, the lieutenant colonel was supposed to exit the building, leaving your target, Major General Shinya Hiiragi, as the only one still inside.
You'd been expertly disguised as a human soldier so if you get caught halfway through, you weren't as likely to be attacked. Still, your nerves were shot and you were starting to get thirsty. Maybe once you found the man you were after, you could take a little drink? No, you quickly reminded yourself, Lord Ferid said not to drink from the target. Sighing again, you wondered just what this Shinya Hiiragi would be like. The only information you had on him, apart from his name and rank, was the fact that he was a sniper and specialized in fighting from a distance, and a very basic appearance description so you would know you'd taken the right prisoner. He would be tall with snow-colored hair. That was all you knew.
Had you been human, you may have daydreamed a bit in this situation, trying to picture him as well as you could, but as a vampire you felt as if you'd lost your imagination. Instead, you went over the plan. You were to find his window and figured out what room was his. Then, you'd enter the building, find his room, and knock on the door. The whole idea was that you'd be able to take him by surprise if you approached normally, and if worst came to worst, you were likely at least an even match for him in close-quarters combat.
You took a deep breath and repositioned the black and green hat perched on your head. Now or never, you told yourself. "Alright, time to go."