Disclaimer: Sadly (T.T), I do not own Card Captor Sakura or any of its characters, demo, I do own Emerald Star & Sycian de Corseta. Sojin & Diantre also belong to me. If you wish to use any of the four characters, please e-mail me at or state it in your review. Thank you and enjoy the fic!

-Thoughts-

"Speaking"

The smell of freshly spilled blood was carried by the gentle wind through the forest. It traveled into small crevices and caves, attracting creatures and demons of all types and sizes. They left their dwellings to locate the area from which the smell of blood resonated.

Emerald's senses caught the smell as she walked on the path in the forest. She was wandering through for no particular reason, maybe out of boredom. She did not need to pinpoint the location of the violent scene, for she already knew where it was. There was no reason to rush over, so she kept the easy she had.

Eventually, she stopped on the path, her sharp eyes looking over the quickly made graveyard. She had not a care in the world for the blood traveling down the path by her booted feet, or the stench of the scene.

Bodies were strewn all over the place. Limbs were hanging off the branches of trees. Various internal organs decorated the grass, the brush, the bushes, and the shrubbery. A few heads rolled down the path, and one stopped near her foot. Emerald picked it up with one hand, examining it. The victim's eyes were bloodshot, the lips puffed, the nose completely broken. Turning it over, she saw numerous blows in various sizes. She tossed it aside carelessly, not bothering with the blood that was smeared on her hand.

"Ow, bitch!" a voice arose from one of the trees. The owner of the voice jumped down, a look of anger on his face. "Watch where you throw—"

"Watch how you handle our comrades." Another voice arose, and a tall man who seemed to be the leader walked out of the shrubbery. More men came from their hiding places, as well as a few women. They surrounded her in a semi-circle, while the bodies were on the other side, trapping the vampire hunter. Several armed men went around the massacre and stood on the other side, just in case.

Emerald kept her expression of indifference, "What comrades, human? All I see are heaps of flesh, bone, and blood."

"You are sick," one of the women spat. "What do you find in dismembering—"

"I did not lay a hand on any of these corpses before you. I simply picked up one of the victims' heads, to be honest." Emerald got the hint of a smile on her face. The woman seemed to growl at the expression.

"What did you find in killing all these men?" the leader demanded. His answer was an uncaring look from her.

"I did not kill any of these men, or can you not hear?" she said flat out. "But, if you think I did, come at me. Just beware, my pet is nearby and he's desired the taste of fresh kill lately…"

"That's it!" The man who had gotten hit by the detached head unsheathed a saber at his side and ran at her, sending out a battle cry. "You lying—" the curse died out as he got pinned to the ground quickly. He shouted and blindly tried sending the saber into whatever struck him. He felt the blade get caught and quickly moved away from his attacker.

"Tsk, tsk…" Emerald shook her head. "You just pissed him off."

"Woman, what are you—!" the man's complaint got cut short as his own saber flew at him, lodging itself in the skull. Two of the women, who were startled by the sudden action, screamed in terror and horror. Some of the persons closest to the man got covered in the blood that flew out into the air. The leader looked over and saw a black jaguar watching them, making eye contact with its piercing garnet eyes. "Bloody hell…" he breathed.

"Anyone else want to make a foolish move?" Emerald's eyes scanned over the semi-circle, setting a hand on he waist. "You got one chance to either stay and die or leave and live. It is your choice to make, humans."

The humans looked at each other, contemplating on their decision. Some men decided to be stubborn and step forward. "We're staying!" they all shouted. They earned looks of surprise and disgust from a few of their fellow comrades. Many of the women began to back up, watching the hunter and jaguar closely. There was still a small group of people left in the middle, watching those who chose to live and those who chose to die.

Emerald sighed in boredom, "I'm not wasting any more time on you imbeciles…" She turned on her heel, "You'd be wise to not follow, or I will kill you...." She walked off, the jaguar following at her side. –How boring…I need some excitement…- she thought.

"That human didn't taste very good," Diantre commented. "I've gotten better kill…"

"You'll get some nice kill later, my dear." She scratched him behind his ears, continuing to walk off.

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"You're reeking of blood, Sycian!" Kero covered his nose with his paws as the vampire walked in, his coat and boots covered in human blood.

"So what, stuffed animal…" Sycian went down the hall to his room, ignoring the guardian's complaints. He went into his room, which was covered in complete darkness. Closing the door with his heel, he rid himself of his coat. Letting his hair from its tie, he went over and opened the large curtains just slightly. "Time to wake up…"

"I was enjoying my sleep…" a deep voice came from the darkness. A long tail whipped out as the creature stretched.

"Too bad, we got stuff to do."

"You do, not 'we'."

"Whatever…" Sycian rid himself of his shirt and his boots, touching something soft and tender. The smell of rotting flesh came to his vampiric senses, and he picked it up and threw it out the open window. That "something" landed on the ground in the grass, joining a few other pieces of decaying flesh.