Chapter 1:

-Foretell-

"Oya? Anna-chan, where's Mikoto?"

Kusanagi Izumo lighted his cigarette and watches the doll-like girl stare through her red bead. Shortly, Anna placed the red jewel down, pointing to the Bar's door. With her small voice answering:

"Mikoto-san went out."

Mikoto went out?

"King went out, again?" Totsuka Tatara rose up from the beige sofa he was sleeping, questioning the suspicion on everybody's mind.

All of HOMRA knew that their King went out for walks occasionally, but lately it's been too often for the red-haired man to scout around town.

"Oh dear…." Izumo mused as he ran a hand through his hair, sighing, eyebrows knitted worryingly as smoke danced around his vision.

Aside from Suoh, the rest of HOMRA were always being taken off by Kusanagi. So let's hope that the wandering King isn't up to anything now…

"Well, looks like we'll have to start dinner without King then. Yata-chan is coming back with the food soon."

Mikoto Suoh, the famed king of HOMRA, has been going out recently without regulation.

He hasn't destroyed anything in his strolls, since nothing has been there to provoke him. Except for a few dim-witted kids, who peed in their pants and ran away from a miserable attempt to intimidate the red king with a baseball bat. Just show them how you melt a metal bat and they'll go away soon.

After making his third round by a back alley, a sense of déjà vu sparked him.

The Red King is sure that what he's been looking for is there.

"Seriously! Grab that bitch and get this over with!"

A man with black sunglasses, dressed in a black western suit bellowed in English repeatedly as he chased and commanded the groups of his henchman down the crummy alleyway.

Their target was none other than a girl, a young lady. With her white one-piece soiled in patches and supposed heeled shoes missing their heels.

She continues to run with all her strength and injured legs from the group of black-suited man, dilated eyes of Lilac filled with panic tried their best to stay awake from the pain and fatigue hindering them.

But before she could reach the corner to the streets, her tired body betrayed her as it lost its balance.

Please don't let this be how I end.

The black-haired girl surrendered as she crashed against the stoned walls. Knowing that the hard harshness of the concrete would be awaiting her crushing break of bones.

...What embraced her wasn't the cold floor she was used to, but rather a strong pair of arms.

Engulfed in a dazzling blaze of red.

"Found you."

"...", words were died in her throat as the man with red eyes stared at her coldly.

"A-Ah..." , just before she slipped away, the tired girl muttered softly, "Please, save me...?"

Mikoto held the slim girl as she laid on him, unconscious. Shortly behind them were the group of unknown man he has seen lurking around lately.

"Shit! Its the Red King!" The gang leader cursed loudly in English as the whole group of Westerners pulled out their top guns. In response to this, the Red King sighed.

"No Blood, No Bone, No Ash."

Next Chapter : -Burn-