Unfortunately, sometimes you simply can't change things. Sure, you can do all that you can, and even change yourself for the sake of another, or a relationship.

Relationships, and commitments, however, don't have to change just because you do; a war of hate won't cease just because two soldiers in it, no matter how high ranking they are, cease their hostilities.

So what do you do when you can't make things change? Do you kill those who are in your way? Do you kill yourself? Both of those options are viable, but they don't solve anything. Really, all you can truly do when things are beyond your control, is accept it and keep hope in your heart that someday things will change, and that someone else can accomplish what you don't know how to.

"You want to talk? That's uncharacteristic of you." Diva spoke, the mocking tone most people would have vacant from her tone.

"Things have changed… so much since before."

Diva's head tilted slightly.

"What do you mean?"

Saya looked at her sword, and her gaze looked that of someone who had driven a car for many years, and then saw the car in a new, darker light. Much like someone who had been driving a sports car which their friend had died in during a careless night of driving.

"It's just… I don't know what I've been doing this whole time. Not anymore.

"Something happened?" Diva asked curiously. Her lack of concern, something typical of the girl with no upbringing, switching Saya's attitude slightly.

"The red shield has changed. A lot."

Diva wasn't very interested in those people. She didn't like them; they killed Nathan, who had been nice to her, and was Reeve's best friend. And, more importantly, they'd hurt Reeve and tried to kill him.

"You mean that jerk that hurt Reeve?"

Saya looked surprised, but nodded.

"Him… and who he brought along with him; things have changed so much…. But before we talk about that I want to talk about you and Reeve."

Diva gained a bit more enthusiasm for the conversation on that note. Especially since her and Reeve's relationship was being acknowledged.

"Sure, what did you want to know?"

"Are you serious about him? Or are you just learning to draw out your 'hunts' more?"

Diva frowned; it was her version of a scowl.

"Reeve is not food to me, Saya." She responded, as serious as her twin. If at least only for the topic. The fact that she was being serious was more than enough to convince Saya of her honesty, if for any reason it had been in doubt.

"So you seriously care about someone?"

"Yes."

Saya searched her eyes to make sure, but they seemed to believe what they found, and she placed her sheathed katana down on a vanity table before facing her sister again.

"Tell me, Diva, what happened at his house?"

"Why do you care?"

Saya almost recoiled at her sister's response. But it was due to the tone with which she spoke it; had her sister spoken with a tone of spite or hate, like most people would, Saya would have felt more "comfortable" with it. But, as things were, the fact that her sister asked her the question with a normal tone, as if they were discussing something not out of the ordinary, was more shocking to her.

"I've learned that things aren't as one-sided as I had been led to believe."

"So now you care about me?"

Once more, Saya showed signs of hurt.

"I always have."

"When you were trying to kill me?"

Saya looked down in shame.

"Yes."

Diva didn't say anything for several moments, and Saya began to believe that her sister wasn't going to cooperate, but then her sister spoke up.

"Those people from the red shield came and attacked us. They were after me."

"They were trying to kill you?"

"No. They were trying to take me away."

Saya's face showed more confusion now than anything else.

"But Reeve wouldn't let them. Even though he was still humans and they had guns, he still fought them, and he was winning too. But then that man appeared and shot him. After that the other people… hurt me."

"They 'hurt' you?"

"They cut my neck and then they forced me to mate with them."

Saya's face drew back slightly in disgust; it was the first time she had ever seen her sister make that kind of face.

"You mean they raped you?!"

"If that is what it is called."

Saya's face lost some of it's disgusted expression at Diva's casual talk of the "activity".

"Doesn't that bother you?"

"It wasn't the first time. The time before that was actually when Reeve and I met."

She looked down at her feet and smiled again.

"He saved me from them and then took me to his home. He took care of me and was really nice to me, when I was healing and after that too. It was the first time a human was nice to me…"

"Diva…"

"Even after he found out about what I had done, he still cared about me, and he didn't treat me like I was a…"

She frowned again.

"A monster."

Saya didn't say anything, knowing it wouldn't comfort her sister.

"After that, Nathan, Reeve's friend, showed up and he saved us; he hurt the bad man and it let Reeve stop the other bad men from hurting me. But then Nathan was shot and…"

"What happened Diva?"

Her eyes trembled as she looked back up at Saya.

"Reeve changed. He ran after the man like he was an animal, until he ran out of blood and went to sleep. He wasn't breathing."

Saya seemed to understand now.

"That's when you turned him into a chevalier."

"I didn't want him to die! He didn't want to die!" She told Saya, stepping forward.

"We were happy together and then your red shield came and hurt us!"

Saya didn't offer anything in her defense, and waited for Diva to continue. But that was all she had to say.

"I'm not a part of it anymore."

"You're not?"

"No. It doesn't stand for what it used to stand for. Now it is just people trying to make money off of our war."

"'war' hm? Saya, I never considered it a war; I was never trying to hurt you."

"You're right. It wasn't a war; it was my mission to kill you and all other chiropterans."

Diva's eyes narrowed.

"So is that why you came here? Because I will tell you now Saya, you will not kill Reeve."

Saya shook her head.

"No, I don't want to kill people anymore."

It was Diva's turn to show a look of surprise.

"People?" She thought.

"You may not be human- we may not be human, but we're still people. Before I thought that we had no right to hurt humans. But then I realized that no one has a right to hurt anyone, whether they be human, chiropteran, or anything else."

"So you aren't going to try to hurt us?"

"No, I won't."

She began to get a bit of her smile back as she walked towards her sister.

"You mean, you want to be my sister again-"

"But I can't just live with you like nothing's happened, Diva."

Her smile vanished once more.

"I still have a mission to carry out, and that is to kill chiropterans that hurt humans. You've changed; not completely, but enough that I know now that you won't hurt people again. Not as long as he is with you. I will continue to kill chiropterans to protect humans. And once all of those chiropterans are gone, then maybe we can begin to have a life together."

Diva looked down at her shoes again.

"But that red shield group… they're making weapons and things that could kill me, and Reeve too."

Saya didn't seem surprised by the statement of fact.

"I know. I'm not sure how, but I'll stop them too; it's become corrupted since that man took it over. I can't let it continue to deteriorate like it is."

"So then you…"

"I'm sorry Diva, it may not be your war, but I'm a part of it, and I can't just abandon it so that I can be happy while others continue to suffer; until the war is over, we can't live together."

Diva didn't say anything; she just stared down at the floor, wishing things could be different.

Reeve stood, his back to a pillar and his arms crossed in thought as he waited near the dressing room door.

He hoped that Diva didn't get the impression that he was "breathing down her neck" but he still hadn't been sure of Saya's position, or intent.

"How ridiculous; I'm now an ever-living immortal, capable of punching out Sylvester Stallone with a pinky, and yet I'm still stuck in a damn twilight novel's worth of all this vampire angst." He thought, keeping track of his musings and the condition in the dressing room both at the same time.

"Curious, isn't it; the sisters' interactions." He heard a voice ask him from behind.

"Damnit." He thought, turning around to face Diva's "head chevalier".

"Amshel; I thought I felt the room grow colder."

A chuckle came from the man's throat, but he didn't so much as open his mouth for it.

"Reeve, despite your age, you seem like a very… mature-minded man. So I think it is time that I 'filled you in on a few things'."

A day early, I know, but I figured that since I've fallen behind on another story I might as well give those that read this story I little present.