AN: Yay! I finally change my profile picture. I wanted to change it for every new fanfic that I write. The multi chapter ones I mean. What's the point in changing my profile picture for one shots. Oh, I might make a three shot Shizaya fanfic based off of my three favorite Escape the Fate songs. The Guillotine, This War Is Ours, and my favorite Escape the Fate song ever, The Aftermath. But, if you listen to the lyrics of The Aftermath you would realize that it would be a pretty sad fanfic. I mean, the last line in the song is let's just disappear.

I have stupid PSAT tests tomorrow... all the sophomores do, so thankfully I will not be taking this test alone. -sighs in relief-

Well, that is about it for this author's note. Not as much as the others in the last chapters... wait... yeah... about the same... -anime sweat drop- and oh my God. The three songs that I mentioned earlier... listen to them. They fit this fanfic! o.o Oh well. -plays some Escape the Fate while I write-

Enjoy! ^^

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The three members of the group who were inside the vampire hunter's head quarters had no contact what do ever with the rest of the group outside. This would be a difficult part of the mission, seeing as the members on the outside would have no way of knowing where they were, if they had been found out, if those on the inside were captured, or worse being sent to be executed. The very thought sent shivers up their spines.

Vorona continued to leave Anri and Masaomi to her father's office. They could tell by the way the Russia girl held her head down as she walked and that she was rubbing one of her arms uncomfortably that she did not want to see her father. They knew she hated his very being, and wanted him gone. But they also knew that he was the type to never take no for an answer, and how controlling he was. The man was so used to having things go his way. It was either that, or nothing.

Vorona paused when they came to a fancy metal door. A sign on the door identified this as the passage way to the chief's office, or more specifically, her father's over. His name was engraved under the word chief. She looked at the two teenagers and said, "Play along." Vorona took a deep breath before opening to door.

Her father was sitting with his chair turned away from the door so he was facing a large book shelf. He had his one cell phone in his hand, talking to someone on the other line. His voice sounded calm, but even Vorona, Anri and Masaomi could here the man on the other side yelling frantically. They were not able to hear all of the words perfectly, but they were able to make out bits and pieces. It sounded like the man had just witnessed a murder. Vorona listened as her father talked.

"Uh-huh... dead?- Well, too bad. It's his fault for being stupid enough to get killed by damn Orihara.- I don't care if you're scared of him or not, finish the job or you'll be the one being stabbed in the head with a knife." He closed his phone.

Oh, Vorona also mentioned her father being possibly the most malicious person on the face of the earth. Possibly of all time. He showed absolutely no respect to any one, not even to his own family, nor to the hunters working for him. He saw them as nothing more than pathetic failures. She also had a strong feeling that every single hunter at the head quarters hated him as much as she did.

The Russian man turned his chair around, showing no surprise or change in emotion when he saw the three standing in his office. He had expected Vorona to come back from Japan because he had ordered her to since she had not completed the task that he had sent her to do, he did not know that the last members from the Sonohara and Kida families would be accompanying back to Russia, though. That had surprised him, but he did not show it.

All he said was, "You came back sooner than I thought you would. I must admit, I did not expect you to bring any one along with you. Especially, these two, since they are from such skilled families."

Vorona wanted so bad to jump over her father's desk and beat the crap out of him until he was dying from blood loss. I swear, if that all he cares about? The skills of a vampire hunter? Just because their families were skilled in vampire hunting does not mean that they are. Please, they don't even like the thought of killing... God, I hate my father.

She pushed that thought back into her mind. There was no way she would be able to say that out loud to her father. She nodded. "It turns out they lived in Ikebukuro when I was there. I figured they might be some great assistance in this."

Her father nodded. "Very smart of you, Vorona." The man had a look on his face that said Oh sure, you pick now to do something smart? Where was that the past nineteen years? And it only made Vorona want to bitch slap him even more. He turned his glaze back to his daughter. "So, tell me why did you not complete your task."

Well, might as well spill the beans, she thought. "Because I didn't want to. You are so malicious that you don't see that the vampires you kill have families, friends and lovers. And I know that you do not care at all." She folded her arms over her chest, narrowing her eyes at her father. "And as I am speaking, you're probably not even paying attention, because you don't care. You're selfish, father."

Anri and Masaomi stared at the girl in shock. She ad been telling everyone how she hated her father, yet was a bit afraid of him because he was always threatening to kill the people who disobeyed him. And here she was, finally telling him off.

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AN: Go Vorona! You tell him! XD Well, I wanted to get a chapter in before the PSAT tomorrow.

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