'War... is it a good thing?'

'No'

'Is it a bad thing?'

'Most certainly.'

'Then why is the world in such chaos?'

'Because'

'Because?'

'War is inevitable.'

Vampire era_2028

Jae Min woke up from his nightmare. He was panting very hard. A loud harsh voice from across the room startled him.

"Get up already! The sector commander will be here soon."

The tall and muscular man with a solider uniform made sure Jae Min was awake, then closed the heavy metal door behind him.

It was a small room with two double decker beds, a desk and a sealed circular window. A design common with ship cabins. But they were not in a ship. It was a bunker. A war bunker.

'Nightmare becomes reality'

"Report!"

The commander, along with all the sqadron leaders, stood infront of the assembly. The sun was scorching overhead after the morning PT.

Jae Min along with his squad lined up.

"Sir! The sectors 3 to 8 are all clear as of 2400. The bogeys were recovered along with all the stolen weaponaries and 30 kilos of silver. We've succeeded to capture some hostages who are currently being investigated. The other commanders were late for report today. Sir!"

The commander pulled out an envelope from his breast pocket and tore open the seal. He studied what was inside and gave each of the papers a quick peek. At last he put the papers back and slipped the envelope in his pocket.

"I just read the reports from other commanders. We did it boys. Half of South Korea is in our hands. "

A moment of silence passed as the commander tried to find the right words. At last his moustache curved up the opposite direction.

"Bring out the alcohol boys! We are going to have a party tonight!"

'The reality...'

The interrogation dept. Sector - 5

Jae Min came in for his routine schedule. He hated interrogation. But to his misfortune, he was surprisingly good at it. (He didn't like torture, instead he would just talk to the captives. His charmspeak somehow always fooled the vampires. Most of them at least.) The commander had put him in charge of the department. Better than direct warfare. He thought. Today was quite different however. He was in a rush. He had to confirm something. Something that had been eating away his heart since the morning. He basically jumped down the ladder to the underground tunnel and nearly twisted his ankles. But he didn't slow down.

"Aww man... It's been SO long since the war started. I've been sick of eating rations."

"You've said it. Tonight, Imma drink till I'm dead!"

'Reality is often harsh'

Jae Min squeezed through the pair. After a couple of sharp turns through the slim corridors, Jae Min reached Division - 3. The Captive droms. Aka. Torture cell.

'... painful ...'

Jae Min started look through the cells frantically.

Please don't be true. Please don't be true. Please don't be true!!!

'... heartbreaking ...'

Suddenly he stopped infront of one. He wanted to divert his vision, but he couldn't. His eyeballs went bloodshot in a matter of seconds. He leaned back on the wall behind. Inside the cell was a girl resting her back against the opposite wall. Her eyes were glowing gold through the shadow and her tangled and uneven hair. Her hands tied up with sharp nylon ropes, which had opened up some wounds. Her "human" clothes were torn up and soiled with stains of blood and mud. She was still breathing, but her eyes were not functional anymore. She flinched her body and looked up straight at Jae Min. She tried to say something, but she had lost her voice. Probably during interrogation. Anyone other than Jae Min wouldn't even have a second thought before cutting off a finger or two. She kept on whistling through her throat. At last a voice came out.

"Min... Jae.. Min"

She extended her tied up hands towards him but only managed to get another burn mark from the silver bars.

'...and unbareable...'

"It's... It's me"

Jae Min's cheek overflowed with saltwater. He dropped on the ground with his eyes fixated on her.

"Ma Ri..."

Jae Min said with all of his hopes lost. She kept on trying to reach out, but Jae Min knew she couldn't touch him anymore. Not with all the silver alloy that was imprinted inside his skin.

Ma Ri started to cry. She let her feelings flow directly out of her chest. The cry of sorrow, pain and for help. The truest form of all cries. Her damaged voice echoed through the hallways. And. Through the hollow inside Jae Min's heart. They mourned together while the bunker was getting livelier as night approached.

Jae Min's face unconciously smiled as he mocked himself.

"heh...Unity"