A/N: Claymore has always been a fav. of mine like Deadman wonderland, so this has been a long time coming. Please read A/N at end of chapter for important notice. Now, onto the story.

A/N 2: Also, I'm doing a Savior series like my story Shiva's Savior. Meaning I will save ten characters - not including the ones I choose - from TWD that people choose. If you want a character saved PM me who they are and it might happen. Also, check out my profile fir interesting challenges and let mevknow if you want one. That is all.

Prologue

Riful hummed as she stared at the rising sun. It was a beautiful sight thar she'd never get bored of. In the background she could hear Dauf lumbering around as he got rid of the claymores corpses. She had gotten the two to awaken, only for them to turn on her in revenge. So, she put them down and told Dauf to dispose of the bodies, while she went to enjoy the sunrise. He did so without question, something she loved about her consort if she really thought about it.

"I wonder if I'll find the owner that wonderful yoki I sensed a while back," she thought. "Hopefully, I can convince them to join my side. It'd be such a pity to have to destroy them."

A while back, Riful had felt this wonder yoki energy emit from somewhere east of her location. She had been traveling around for a bit having grown restless and bored of sitting still for too long. She wanted some excitement. So, she and Duaf were moving around for a bit to get rid of her boredom and that's when she felt it. This strong concentrated source ok yoki energy. The energy appeared to be untapped and devoid of the usual taint that came with yoki energy. There was no anger, thirst for needless destruction, thrill for death, or raviness hunger. It intrigued her greatly. She wondered who it was coming from and how far she could currupt the owner of that energy, twist them to her whims.

A smile crossed her face. "I would love to find this person sometime soon," she thought to herself. "All the fun I could have with them. Hmm."

Suddenly, as if the universe was answering her desires, she felt again. That insanely large amount of pure yoki energy. Riful smiled, revealing all her teeth as her eyes lite up.

"Duaf!!" She called out. "It's time to go!! We're heading for Rokut!!"

-Elsewhere-

A man in a dark brown hood sat amongst the ruins of a destroyed village. Scatteted around him were the bodies of villagers, yoma, and several claymores. They were all torn to pieces and their blood was splattered everywhere. The man sat there in the shadows, munching on the arm of a yoma. Suddenly, he felt the presencecof a strong yoki energy coming west of his location. It was similiar to his but stronger. So much stronger. He smiled a bloody smile under his hood.

"So, I'm not the only one," he thought. "There is another."Three yoma leap out from behind some ruins at the man from behind. He doesn't spair them a glance or effort. Instead, he starts moving towards the yoki sugnature. The yoma are torn a part before they even reach him, their blood flying through the air.

"Just hold on little one," he thinks. "I'm coming."

End.

A/N: I know I haven't updated anything in a while, but don't worry I'm just planning out the stories so I din't get stuck with writer's block and not know what to do for unknown periods of time. With that being said, I also fixing my fafsa for school - which is giving me more trouble than it's wirth and job searching. So, I'm a little busy, but not overly so. I'll be posting chapters soon so be on the look out. Thst is all. Read and review please, no flaming. I will ignore you.