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It was a dark room, with crimson stained, navy walls. The only light was that of the moon that shone through the large glass windows. In the right hand corner was a large poster bed, with black silk sheets and covers. On the left hand side, was a large bookshelf filled with books of every shape and size. In front of the large windows, was a mahogany desk and a black leather chair. On the centre of the desk was a crystal chess board and frosted crystal pieces.
"Lena..." a man whispered huskily as he walked towards his desk. His pale fingers trailed over the edge of his desk and stopped when they reached the chess board. They approached the Queen and snatched her up. "You're mine...Forever..." he continued, kissing the piece and running his long cherry red tongue over her neck..
He placed her back down, but in a different position, and roughly grabbed the frosted rook. He squeezed it and it shattered.
"Rido Kuran. Your time was coming. You were nothing more than a nuisance!" he growled, his glowing a deep blue. He threw the crystal shards into the bin below him.
He picked up the shining knight.
"Kiryuu. Look after her for me. Just for now. I'll need you to protect my love and my child. I will reward you when the time comes," Zero's face merged onto the head of the piece and nodded.
"Yes, my lord." The man smirked.
"And everyone says you can't tame a Kiryuu." he chuckled to himself as Zero's face dispersed. He walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out a large crimson hard-back.
He flicked past many pages until he reached the one he wanted. On it was a picture of a young boy, about ten, hugging a six year old on a maroon leather lounger.
She had black hair that reached her waist and the widest smile. Her eyes, as bright as the sky, were filled with love and hope towards the boy who's lap she sat on.
His black hair finished just at the tip of his shoulders, and curved around his cheek bones. Stray strands fell over his ocean blue eyes. He wore a black shirt and a white waistcoat on his torso, and black dress pants and shoes on his legs and feet.
She wore a white dress that finished just above her knee with puffed out shoulders. She had white slip-on shoes on her feet.
Either side of the couch was a large wolf. On the left hand side was a dark obsidian one, on the right, one with pristine silver fur.
Behind the couch stood a tall man with ebony hair that reached his shoulders. His eyes were an ominous crimson. He was smiling sincerely with his son in his arms. They both wore white shirts and a black coat.
His wife stood beside him, their daughter in her arms. Both mother and daughter had chocolate hair that reached their waists. Like the other two in their powerful family, they had crimson eyes. They both wore white dresses with bows tied around their necks.
The man ran his fingers over the young girl on the couch.
"My Lena... I want you back..I let you go with those Kurans to try keep you safe...but you nearly died, thanks to Rido...but you killed him..so I'll take you back soon...My love..." he vowed, placing the book back and running a hand through his dark hair. He sighed heavily as he lay down on a maroon lounger in the next room. He bent one knee and covered his eyes with his arm.
He wore a navy shirt, black dress pants and shoes.
He lay there longing for her for a few moments. His thoughts were interrupted by knock on one of the large mahogany double doors.
"Come in," He didn't bother looking at them, and that annoyed them.
"How long are you gonna lay around moping?!" Toga said, massaging his head. Kaien walked in behind him, looking displeased.
"Did you hear about Lena?" The man removed his hand and looked Kaien in the eye.
"What about her?" He needed to play dumb about Rido for now. Kaien sighed and pushed his glasses up.
"She was found unconscious in a wood by a hunter. She'd barely a drop of blood left in her body and was covered in open wounds." His heart raced. His eyes widened a fraction. He hadn't known that. Anger began to boil in his blood. Rage started to sweep through his body. He contained it. He needed to. He had to. For her.
"Who?" he asked, not an emotion in his voice, but one of his eyebrow's raised.
"We're suspecting Rido," a new voice said. The man looked up. It was Kaname leaning in the doorway. "She fled the hospital before we could question her,"