She was alone again on the streets of Tokyo.
Rhia, a young teen girl with white hair and elfin elegance and appearance, strolled through the dark streets of the deserted part of the city. Her sapphire eyes showed no emotion as she made her way to the rich suburb part of Shinjuku. With her baggy, unadorned clothes, no one could tell she was of an aristocratic family. She always came back to the Honda mansion late at night when her stepfather was asleep or preoccupied with aristocratic guests. The driveway gates opened before she hit the button for someone to open it for her.
"About time," she heard her stepfather over the speakers. "Hurry it up and get in here!"
"Whatever," she replied coolly, noticing that there was someone in the parlor for the main light was on. She took one step in the front hall when her chubby stepfather grabbed her arm and yanked her into the parlor.
There was a guest, an aristocratic guest judging from his white suit and strange ornament on his jacket. He wore black leather gloves and shoes, and his white hair was slicked back revealing his pointed ears. Rhia took one look at his yellow eyes and knew he wasn't human at all. An aura of terrifying authority emitted from him and she felt as though she met him before.
"Well, here she is," her stepfather said nervously. "She's good enough to be your heiress, isn't she?" She shot him a look of absolute hate.
"So now Mom's dead you decide to sell me, you son of a-"
He slapped her to silence her.
I have to agree with you,' she heard the other man's thoughts, he is worse than scum.
You have this ability too? she asked him through her thoughts.
"I'll take her under my wing," the man said, never taking his eyes off of her.
Several minutes later, when she had packed what little belongings she had in her old duffle bag, she was leaving with the man that had bought her. They walked out of sight of anyone that might have been watching their departure, and then they stopped.
"Hold onto my arm," he said and she obeyed. They went through a weird dimension and she found herself barely able to breathe. A metallic hall appeared around them and she gasped, finally able to breathe normally. "Not bad for your first time," he said and began to lead her down the hall.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"This is Cronos' Main Head Quarters," he gave her a smile. "Welcome to the Arizona Base."
"Are you one of the directors of Cronos?"
"Yes, I am. May I ask you a question?"
She nodded.
"How did you come to that conclusion?"
"There aren't any Zoanoids powerful enough to teleport with a passenger across the world. The only logical explanation would be that you're a Zoalord."
"I see your mother educated you very well and you are correct on that as well, but it appears you need to be taught not to try to find out who a person is by prying into their minds."
Rhia recoiled her thoughts. So he had the exact same powers she herself did. Who is this guy?
"Will you at least tell me your name?" she asked.
"My name is Alkanphel," he replied and looked at her. "I am the head of the Council of Twelve, and you are my heiress."