Arien hated being unconscious. It always ruined whatever she had planned for the day.

Thankfully, this time she had had only one plan. She had planned to die. It hadn't been a conscious decision; nevertheless she had gone there for revenge, and she had not planned to come out alive. But she was alive, which came as a bit of a surprise to her. She was usually so meticulous with carrying out her plans.

Of all the plans that she had ever made, why did this one have to be the one to fail?

How could she have possibly survived that fall, that lapse in control, that pain so crippling she had attempted to rip her own heart out?

Would she have to live with this pain? Or would she be able to find someone capable of killing her?

As she drifted in and out of consciousness, Arien found that she could not bring herself to care about the answers to any of these questions.

-xxxxxxx-

Muzaka sat in a utilitarian chair next to a small, functional bed. Well, one of the two small beds. Frankenstein had called this the recovery room, but if Muzaka had been the one recovering he probably would have gone crazy from boredom. There were two beds, two chairs, and a large window. That was it. Maybe humans recovered faster if they were surrounded by nothing of interest?

A woman lay on the bed next to him. She still hadn't woken up yet. She had no life-threatening physical injuries, so Frankenstein had placed her in this 'recovery room' with just a device that made sure her heart was still beating. Muzaka couldn't really blame him for his haste, of course. Frankenstein had had enough on his hands dealing with his own injuries, Kentas's injuries, Garda's injuries and Lunark's injuries, to say nothing of Raizel and the poor kid's injuries.

The experiments the werewolves, his people, had performed, not just on humans but on their own kind, still made his blood boil and his vision turn red.

The fight hadn't lasted that long. He had taken out Maduke with relative ease. Raizel had taken out the Kravei clan leader, and between himself, Kentas, Lunark, Frankenstein, and Raizel, over a dozen of the more ignorant and arrogant warriors were killed. If you could call them warriors. The rest fled with their tails between their legs.

Cowards.

The other members of the family were okay, though. Well, that wasn't exactly true. He had seen the bodies of the family members who had had their energy and lives taken from them. Energy that had been given to the kid downstairs in an effort to make someone who had enough power to defeat him. And the fact that the kid would have died, had Frankenstein not been there, Muzaka was sure meant nothing to Maduke. The kid would have just been one of many disposable pawns to be used so that Maduke wouldn't have to fight him directly.

Damn coward.

But Maduke was dead now. And here they were, back in South Korea, at Frankenstein's house. He hadn't really planned to come here afterwards (or at all, really), but Garda and Kentas were a mess because of those experiments, and they deserved better than to be left to suffer like that. They were true warriors, after all. Plus, Frankenstein (or, more likely, Frankenstein at Raizel's insistence) offered to take care of them.

Muzaka had taken him up on the offer.

He sure as hell didn't trust Crombell to do the job, even before Frankenstein discovered all the tracking and tapping devices and poison bombs Crombell had stuck inside him, or that the bastard had apparently taken his heart and stuck it in that human kid downstairs. So it was probably a good thing Frankenstein hadn't let him stay until he had made sure Crombell wouldn't get away with using him to spy or whatever.

Well, that explained why he was here, but not this unknown woman.

The two noble kids that were under Raizel's care found her near the little island where he had fought with that enhanced werewolf (what was his name? Gray-something?). When they found her she was unconscious and slowly bleeding from the chest, but she had no other apparent injuries; she was wearing a big cloak, but underneath she was wearing a white robe thing, and there's no way they wouldn't have been able to see blood on it. But her injuries wasn't why she was in Frankenstein's house right now.

The enormous explosion of power that, according to the kids that Raizel had taken in, appeared around the same place she did was.

The honey-tongued, enhanced human called Tao brought up several images from cameras around the city. Around the same time Muzaka had been killing Maduke, an incredible amount of black energy wreathed in silvery white appeared in the east, followed by an impact that evaporated most of the water in the area and left a sizable crater. Muzaka couldn't tell from the video, but the nobles and enhanced kids claimed that the energy was one of the strongest they had ever felt.

The kids originally planned to leave the woman in the hands of a married couple who were enhanced humans and for some reason called Frankenstein 'Principal Lee.' However, given that it seemed likely that her wounds had been inflicted by a werewolf (there were stab marks on her chest that certainly look like they were done by claws), as well as the critical state of everyone's injuries, it was decided that she would stay here for questioning. And since he was practically the strongest person alive and was not severely injured, Frankenstein declared that he would be the one to watch over her in case she turned out to be an enemy.

… Although Frankenstein probably just wanted to boss him around and make him do mundane chores.

So now he had nothing to do but stare at this unconscious woman. He didn't mind that much, really. He was kinda curious about her. Or more specifically, about her opponent. He doubted that energy came from her, because he could only feel a small amount of energy from her even while sitting right next to her. More likely it came from whoever she was fighting; she was injured, after all. But if that's the case, how did she survive? Maybe she specializes in defense? Well, it didn't really matter; besides, he was sure those kids have a different standard as to what 'strong' means, but on the off-chance that her opponent was as strong as they say, then maybe he could finally –

Her clothes changed.

One moment she's wearing pure white, the next she's in solid black, complete with metal jewelry. Her power increased for an instant as it happened, but then went back down again.

Okay, that was strange.

Even though he'd seen Raizel and Frankenstein do similar things, this woman wasn't a noble nor did she have a contract with a noble. How had she done that? And why had it happened now? He stood up so he could look at her more closely. Her wavy, dark red hair was now even more striking against the black fabric, and her skin looked a bit tanner, as if the white she had been wearing had made her looked washed out. Other than that, there were no changes to her outward appearance, heartbeat, breathing rate, or overall energy.

He was about to sit back down when her eyes slowly opened.

-xxxxxxx-

A/N: Hey guys, thanks for reading!

So this is actually a crossover between Bleach and Noblesse, but for some reason the crossover section wouldn't let me post it there. But I've always thought that the Bleach Universe and the Noblesse Universe had so many parallels that it's really not all that weird to think that they're actually just one universe. There aren't that many crossovers between these two universes so I thought, what the hell? As I develop this OC and this story I'm gonna do my best to highlight all the similarities between the two worlds.

Pleeeeassse review and all that jazz :)