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Prologue

Deep within the catacombs of Tokyo, Sesshoumaru watched blood pool at the bottom of the test tube. 'Soon. This war will be over."

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Speeding down a deserted alley swathed in dense fog, the piercing cold rain seeping though a fresh shoulder wound. Dawn would break soon, and the figure ran through the still-dark town.

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Blood stained the walls as the beast fed on the corpse of a vampire. The lycan raised it blood-stained muzzle, entrails hanging from the still- moving body. As it howled to the moon, the vampire lifted its arm with the last of its strength, and a shot of silver ripped thought the lycan's chest.

All was silent in the dead of the night.