Kay, next chapter everyone who reviewed wanting to be in my story will be there. I may put a few in this chapter. Warning, this chap will be slightly shorter than usual. Its, yeah, I won't tell ya. Read it and reveiw.

Chapter 11

Capture

Surprisingly, as the party traveled, it began to rain. Heavily. But it came as a relief to the now weary travelers. Ryu rested herself on Nick, her wound giving her some slight pain. Iris would often look at Vash, seeing him in a state of pure thought.

He knew that she might end up killing when this thing came to a climax. When the angel was face to face with her own devil, she would have to make hasty decisions, and some, would be rash.

Iris looked ahead, determined not to kill, for the sake of Vash's love. She would never want to hurt him. But if she ended up dying because she could not kill, would it make Vash sad?

She shook her head, not wanting to think of these things. She would need a clear mind to see the right path.

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When the party reached the next town, they found it to be almost deserted, except for those who were too old or too poor to have left town. Or those who were too stubborn to leave.

Nick suggested that they rest at the Inn for the night. Little did they know, Iris's destination was just outside of the town.

I'll just wait until they are all asleep, then I'll sneak out. I don't want them helping me, this is my fight. Not to mention, Ryu still hasn't fully recovered yet. Iris thought to herself.

Iris waited long after everyone was in bed, Nick and Vash were in a separate room, while her and Ryu shared. Iris snuck out quietly, tip-toeing down the stairs.

She walked past various buildings, feeling a slight chill in the strong breeze. She wished she had grabbed a coat, or at least a sweater. Her sleeveless black white shirt wasn't doing her much good.

When she reached the building she had become so accustomed to visiting, she walked straight in. Not caring if there were guards on the other side of the doors or not, they wouldn't shoot her. She used to work here, and the master would be expecting her. If anything, they would act as her servants if she really wanted them to.

And, as she thought, there were a whole bunch of guards. They poised they're guns. Two came up from behind, grabbing her arms and pulling them behind her. Another man came and took her gun from her belt. She gritted her teeth, trying to bite back the urge to bite the man's ear off.

"In accordance with the orders given by the Master," began a man who seemed to be the ring leader of the circus, "we are to arrest you and put you into the quarters of the service workers, where you will stay until the Master instructs what should be done with you."

Iris glared at one of the men who held onto her arms. The man only grinned, but in his eyes the pain he felt for Iris was evident. Andru, Iris's old friend wouldn't even stand up for her. She could take all these men even without her gun, and he knew that, but he still wouldn't help.

Iris was lead down a long corridor, until they came to a door that obviously could not be opened without a password.

The leader punched some numbers into the pad, standing directly in front of it so as Iris could not see the code. The doors automatically slid open, leading to another corridor, this one had numerous doors on each side.

Each room was a *home away from home* for the girls that were forced to work under the Master's control. They were servants. (No naughty stuff with these girls you sickoes)

Iris was released into a room a few doors down from the beginning of the corridor. However, the door was not locked, and she was free to roam around the various rooms.

The hallway turned and created a square of rooms. As she walked past, she noticed many girls would stand back and whisper to each other. Obviously wondering who this girl was.

But one of the girls knew Iris already. "Iris! What in God's name are you doing here? I tell you to leave and never come back, and where are you now? Your back!"

A girl with long silver hair and striking blue violet eyes walked up to Iris, and despite her harsh words, she hugged Iris, tightly, leaving her gasping for breathe.

"Hey Angel (Stary Angel, das you!) Good to see you're still as spunky as ever."

"Yep, haven't lost my touch yet! C'mon, I want you to meet a friend of mine!"

"Iris, this is Alu, (Alucard, dis is you!)" Angel said as she brought Iris over to a girl who seemed to be about 20. She had short black hair with red streaks. She wore silk pants that flared at the bottom and a black shirt with long sleeves that flared at the wrist. Her clothing gave her an airy affect as she moved.

She walked over to Iris, shaking her hand. "Angel talks about you all the time! It's so nice to meet you, although, I wish we could have met under different circumstances."

Iris smiled. Then motioned for them to come closer so she could whisper something to them. "I'm planning a jail break. The signal will be the fire alarm, when that goes off, all the doors will open, and that will be your cue to leave. I want you two to get the rest of the girls out of here. Then, I want you to come back and follow me. We're gonna show the Master who he's dealing with. Do any of you have any weapons?"

Angel hung her head. Iris dug in her boot, pulling out a gun just small enough to fit in her shoe unnoticed and gave it to Angel.

Alu smirked, then dug in her shirt sleeves, pulling out two daggers, she tossed them into the air, then caught them by their handles, twisting them skillfully between her fingers, before she giggle, almost dropping the daggers.

"I get carried away sometimes. Opps."

Iris looked around quick. "Ok, we might need some more help though."

Angel smiled. "Lets go socialize."