Chapter 1 - 2880

"Y-Yami-sama, p-please forgive u-us. We tr-tried as hard as we could," the second in command of the search party meekly stuttered.

"Forgive? You want me to forgive you worthless pieces of shit?! Be lucky its war time you filthy bastard! No feeding for three months as punishment for your failure!" Yami screamed, anger rising with each word.

Within the house of the Akatsuki noble family things seem to be handled with a less….robust manner.

"Heh, it looks like the werevamp pissed off the dethroned king with his little hiding habits, hmmm," a blond vampire said.

"We're in no position to be making fun of others Deidara. After all we've had no luck in finding the werevamp either," a vampire with long black hair responded.

"Gah, shut the fuck up Itachi, you got a stick shoved up your ass or something? We can make fun of whoever the fuck we want to. Besides the dethroned king was pretty pissed off, I mean he's making the fuckers go three fucking months without feeding!" a silver haired vampire remarked, letting profanities fly out of his mouth like air.

"Eh?! He really was that angry, Hidan, hmmm?! Wow, I'm glad I'm not under his rule anymore, hmmm!" Deidara exclaimed. Itachi only sighed, giving up on trying to make the two idiotic vampires have some respect for others.

"Itachi-sama, Deidara-sama, and Hidan-sama Pein-sama has called for you to come to his office," a human maid said, bowing to show respect.

"Thank you. You're dismissed," Itachi responded. The maid bowed once again and promptly left. "Come on, idiot duo, lets get to Pein's office before he gets pissed at us." Two resounding yells saying, "I'm not an idiot!" were heard, but they were more ignored than acknowledged as the trio left towards Pein's office.

As the night approached the sound of weapons being prepared sounded all over the Hell's Liberators headquarters. The vampire and werewolf hunters were preparing for another night full of fighting, pain, and hunting.

"Urg, I hate guns! Why can't I just use a knives, Kochi-senpai?" and black, with red tips, haired thirteen-year-old complained.

"Its for your protection, Mal-chan. You are the one that they're all searching for after all. Its best if you protect yourself since you insist on going out hunting," Kochi, a crusink, commented.

"Fine," Mal sighed. She put on her beret to hide her kistune ears and made sure her fluffy tail was well hidden under her skirt, not forgetting to check her gun and knives as well. A fifteen-year-old teenager with chin-length blacker hair and a single raven feather earring came up two the two.

"So, Mal-chan, are you ready to go out and kick some vampire and werewolf ass?" he asked.

"Of course! When am I not?!" Mal exclaimed, grinning.

"Well then, lets get this party started." Kochi smirked as the moon shone high in the sky and all the hunters left to find their prey.