"Ah, Vice Captain, you arrived earlier than expected." The foxy-like man flashed a small grin. His hands were clasped together and pressed over the leather top of his wooden desk. On his right was a laptop and on the other side were piled papers that were placed in an organized fashion.

Brynn slowly closed the door, its thud had been soft. She gave an empty smile before speaking, she wasn't in the mood for idle chatter, she wanted get this over as soon as possible.

"What is it that you require, director?" Her stomach had been gnawing at itself, she wouldn't be that surprised if it decided to eat itself. Although, it is still impossible.

The smile on the male's face had slightly faltered, but the look sly glint in his eyes had not faded away. He cleared his throat, "I'll get straight to the point," sitting up straight before he continued, "I had been informed of your Blood Power; Evoke."

Brynn wasn't affected by the information, she already figured that Rachel would give him access. Although, their stats and data had only been accessible to a certain number of individuals in Friar. Not even Fran had access to most information.

"It is quite similar to an occurrence that we had before. A few years back." The gray-haired man pushed his glasses higher on the bridge of his nose. She could already sense the seriousness of the topic. For some reason, she felt uneasy.

"The Resonance."

The word seemed familiar, not in a way that one would know its meaning, she had already heard or read the word a couple of times during the past few weeks. Never giving much context to it, until today. Hearing the word from the director slash scientist seemed to bring something different.

"Evoke awakens the Blood Power of even those who do not possess the Bias Factor that the Blood Unit has." That was new, she only knew that she was capable of awakening those of her teammates. She wasn't even sure if it was her actually doing those things. "I'd like to ask you something, Vice Captain."

She waited for the man to continue, not moving an inch nor making a sound.

"Have you ever experienced seeing memories of other people?"

The platinum haired woman blinked a couple of times, the shock beginning to register on her face as she listened to the words. How could he possibly have known? Not even the scientist in Friar was aware of the strange events that she was going through. Or maybe she did.

"As I thought, studying the Bias Factor that you possess, the Evoke has a similar trait to the Resonance. It's quite powerful actually." There was a knowing smile on his lips as the girl found her composure. "Even memories that are thought to be forgotten, can resurface with a Resonance."

Could he possibly be hinting that she could remember her own memories? Did he even know about her being amnesiatic? Now she was just confused. Extremely confused.

"We haven't gotten to far in the study when…" His lower lip trembled as he spoke, the melancholy was notable in his voice. "When the candidate who was able to trigger them often died."

Brynn's lips shaped like an 'o', could this girl be the Saerin that they all were talking about?

"I tried comparing your DNA with hers, it was different, I thought that you two could have been relatives or something near. That wasn't the case however."

So she just met the scientist and he probably knew 50% of her by now. Even the things that she didn't know, she didn't know whether she should feel creeped out or what.

"Anyways," As he began, the sadness on his expression had faded away, "With your approval, I would like to study your Bias Factor, its similarities with the Resonance. I believe that it will be a great step to tipping the scales to our side."

She held back the growl that was forming in her throat. Was that all that she really was to them? An experiment, a guinea pig? She was definitely beginning to feel like those things. First Friar's scientist, now this director that she barely knew. It was strange, she felt like a tool, an asset.

She was already one in the first place, her occupation entitled her that. She was their plaything, and she couldn't do anything about it.

Why would the doctor need her, though? What relevance would the Resonance- would Evoke have? What would it do, how will it help 'tip the scales'? She was certain that what he meant by that was the battle between humans and the 'gods'.

The young woman knew that he was planning something, they were.

As if the fox-like man had been reading her thoughts, he spoke up, "It's just a small project, a study that I conducted before. I assure you that no harm will be caused."

Somehow she found his words unconvincing. The fact that no harm will happen, it was an experiment. It would always have risk. Whatever he was planning, she was aware that she was barely the surface. Only seeing the tip of the iceberg.

But she couldn't say no, could she? He was asking for an approval, for her answer, but she was certain that he knew that she had no other choice but to say yet.

Despite all that, she would admit that she is curious. She wanted to know what she was capable of, what her ability could do. She wanted to do something to change the world, whatever the two doctors were planning could be her chance to fulfill that wish.

"I agree, however…" She was hesitant, careful with choosing and saying her words as it trailed off, "What exactly are you planning?"

"Ah, of course." Sakaki pushed his glasses higher on the bridge of his nose as his eyes narrowed even more, "I just plan to study how your oracle cells and your teammate's oracle cells react in response. How exactly does it activate one's Blood Power? What phenomenon causes this to happen?" Like a kid in a candy store, his face lit up, "For now, we will be commencing the observation stage."

The cheerful expression that he held didn't last too long, it turned grim and even intimidating, Brynn felt a shiver run down her spine as she listened to his next words. "I request that you keep this between the two of us."

There was no way out of this now.

Nodding in an attempt to mask her doubts, the director gave another smile. A fake one, if she said so.

She knew that he managed to earn himself another pawn for his little game. Who was he against, however?

"Very well, I expect good things from you! If possible, I'd like you to go out on a mission with Emil and Erina." He turned to his laptop, "I believe that you have met Emil before. I already noticed Kota, they will be meeting you downstairs." The blonde internally groaned before muttering something in affirmation.

She excused herself in order to get ready for the next mission, as she made her way to the door, a voice whispered into her ear.

"So will man turn into a God? Or will a God turn into a man?" She knew that it was the doctor speaking, but when she turned to look at him, he was busy with his papers. Her eyebrows furrowed in discontent.

"Is there anything wrong?" She blinked, snapping back to reality as she realized that she had been staring at him. She shook her head no.

"It's nothing, I will report back to you when the mission had ended."

Half dead. That's how she came back, half dead. Not because of Aragami, the Gboro-Gboro and Chi-you did not faze a problem to them. They were relatively easy to kill. That is until one adds a sarcastic and grumpy young girl; and a naive, dense, 'knightley' male.

"Everything's gonna work out just fine." She repeated the words that she said at the beginning of the mission, of course she already had a bad gut feeling during that time. Her words had been drowned by the two arguing and a red-haired captain trying to reassure her.

She tightened the bandage around her waist, fortunately, the bleeding had stopped. She disinfected it with the medicine that they provided. Of course, despite it being quite a big wound, she didn't feel anything.

"So this is the blessing, huh." Bringing the roll near her mouth as she ripped a long piece out with her teeth, this would be for her arm. There was a long cut from her elbow to the part near her wrist.

Despite her being someone who wasn't capable of feeling pain, the price was that she healed slower than most God Eaters. What would take a day or two for a regular one, it would take a week for her. None of them knew that however, whenever she would have damage to her skin, she had clothes that could cover it up.

Looking over to the side of the bed where her Blood Unit Uniform had been place, she sighed upon seeing how tattered it was. Despite it being created with materials that were sturdy and generally hard to destroy.

It couldn't last being attacked by both the Gboro-Gboro and the Chi-You. It wasn't a pretty sight.

"I told you, Emil, shut up!" Brynn sighed for the nth time, they hadn't stopped arguing since they arrived.

"The beast shall be vanquished by my own stored, crafted by their own blood and skin, materials that had been harnessed from-" A gasp escaped her lips upon seeing the attacks that were going to be released on her comrades. She dashed, her arms outstretched to move them away.

"Watch out, idiots!" Brynn screamed as she pushed the two away from where they were standing, their noise had managed to earn the attention of the Aragami that they had been hunting.

"So much for being nice." She muttered bitterly, standing up and feeling the heaviness of her body. Hunger, tiredness, plus the damage that had been caused to her body wasn't a good thing, she knew that.

But she didn't want to stay in the infirmary either.

She dressed herself in the clothes that she first withdraw from the terminal, remembering the glances that the people were giving her, she was soaked in Aragami blood after all. Fortunately, the members of her own unit had not seen her state earlier.

She definitely wasn't looking forward to another lecture on the same day. She made her way out, tucking the tattered clothes in her arm as she navigated the hallways of the medical wing. She knew that she needed to report to the director before anything else.

Hoping that the director would be merciful enough to let her take the rest of the day off. Maybe she should have shown a bit more wounds, the platinum blonde would have been able to convince him more with an extremely pitiful state.

Arriving at the floor, she quickly made her way towards the biggest door and knocked, she didn't get a response so she tried twisting the door open. "Hmm, he must be out." This prompted her to report the following day instead, it was getting pretty dark and she still didn't have her dinner.

Making her way to the elevator, she decided to proceed to the lobby and ask Hibari where she could get her food.

The day went by quickly with the two missions that she had to do, she didn't mind, it was better than doing nothing or doing reports. At the mention of reports, she recalled her captain, and how she needed to assist him with the reports that day and the previous ones. She groaned at that before exiting the elevator.

"Yo, Brynn!" Her eyes darted to where the voice came from, there she saw the orange haired Captain grinning at her as he walked up the stairs. His clipboard was still in his hands causing her to wonder why he always had it with him. He didn't seem like the type to be organized.

Okay, that was just mean.

"Hello, Captain." She greeted with a small smile and nod, this earned her a disgruntled look from the cheerful male.

"No need to be so formal!" With those words, a sense of deja vu washed over her. This happened with her and her blonde teammate a few weeks ago.

'Be careful with what you wish for.' She smirked inwardly as she continued to listen to the male.

"Anyways! I'm guessing that you're pretty hungry, and someone told me that you were really fond of fried chicken, so I had the kitchen staff make you some."

Someone thought of her? She felt her heart melt at the gesture and a wide smile crawled to her face.

"Aw, that's nice. Who asked you though?" The question earned her a wink and a teasing grin. She nearly groaned in annoyance at this but held herself back.

"Sorry, can't tell ya." Before she could react, her arm had been grabbed - fortunately, the uninjured one - and was being dragged in the opposite direction. "Let's get going!"

"Hey-" The platinum-haired woman could no longer protest as the male continued to babble about how good the food was here.

With a full stomach and satisfied smile, Brynn followed the directions to where the Blood Unit would be staying. She had been given her room number, as the other members had already settled for the night and had been assigned their own rooms. The elevator came to a stop, and there she saw two of her male comrades discussing. On one of the benches, was a brunette, clad in tight fitting, purple clothes.

The appealing woman caught her eye, this caused her cheeks to burn up upon realizing that she had been staring. Clearing her throat, she made her way to the Italian and the Scottish.

"The girls in the Far East are so hot!" The first thing that she heard upon arriving in front of them, she rolled her eyes at this and was about to leave for her room but a hand caught her arm.

"Hey! Don't take it the wrong way, you're pretty hot to-" The poor blonde never got to continue his sentence as he buckled over. He groaned in pain, clutching his stomach were the girl had elbowed him.

"Idiot!" She huffed and rolled her eyes, she wasn't implying that she wanted to be called hot. She didn't give much care in regards to compliments or fancy sweet words.

Most of the time.

The man clad in purple simply stared at them with an amused twinkle in his eyes. Of course, he said nothing, the two waited for their blonde to spring back. He had a grin on his face as if he had not been elbowed in the gut earlier.

"Although," He began after clearing his throat, his nasal and high pitched remained the same, Brynn remembered cringing the first few times she would hear it. "I know that this is the front lines, but don't you think that the place is too shabby?" He pouted before examining the room and raising his arms over his head, stretching. "Maybe I'll just spend my nights in Friar." He added.

"I actually like it here." The girl added with a small smile, "It's homey." Gil nodded in agreement before voicing out his own opinion.

"Friar's way too hoity-toity." Brynn nearly snorted at his words, "This place is more normal."

"Normal? Not a chance." An additional voice argued, causing them to snap their heads to the woman who was previously sitting on the couch. A glare could be seen beneath the thin glasses that she wore as she crossed the distance between them.

"If this is normal, then what do you call the people outside these walls, huh? Just barely scratching out a life?" She stopped in front of Gil, giving him a dirty look but he had not been fazed. He simply looked down at her.

"Who are you?"

"Satsuki Takamine, freelance journalist, at your service." A scowl found its way to his face as he backed away, preparing to take his leave.

"Look, sorry, sister, but I don't do well with journalist." He gave curt nods to his two teammates, before making his way to what Brynn assumed was his room.

She gave a concerned look to the tallest one before returning her attention to the newcomer and Romeo. They were watching the retreating figure as well, before she had to stay any longer, she gave a small smile and excused herself. Making her way towards her room.

Caramel colored eyes scanned the room's interior the moment that it was in view. It was big, bigger than her old room but quite similar to the rooms that they had in Friar. She cheered at the sight of the kitchen and a private bathroom. Ignoring everything else, she skipped towards the bathroom to get ready for the night.

As she was changing into a pair of shorts and an oversized shirt, the events of the day crossed her mind.

What was Julius planning to tell her? She hadn't seen the said male since she got back from the disastrous mission and had no idea where to look for him. The thought of intruding other people's room at this team made her cringe, she didn't need a repeat of a previous incident.

"Captain, I ha- never mind, I'll come back later." The door slam shut.

Brynn shook her head and began to make her way towards the bed. It was calling to her, her body longed for sleep after everything that had happened today and she knew that she wasn't just physically tired, her overthinking from earlier had also tuckered her out.

She realized that there were two beds, a night stand in the middle had separated them. They didn't inform her that she shared a room with someone, it was probably someone from their team anyways, like Ciel or Nana. That was the least of her problems, she would find out when she wakes up anyways.

Right now, all that she wanted to do was to sleep.

Darkness once again. It had been quite some time since she had been welcomed by the absence of color. She knew that she was sleeping, different emotions surged through her as the clamoring of words that she could not decipher reached her ears. She wanted to move her hands to cover her almost bleeding eardrums.

But she was stunned, she couldn't move. There was a heavy weight pushing her down. She whimpered, not knowing what to do, she couldn't breathe.

Fear. It was a bothering feeling, but she never felt it with this much intensity. Something was in there with her, something was pushing her down.

"Yo… be … with … , I ...mise."

"We'll ...ome b… for ..."

"Won't… lea… "

She tried screaming as the weight became heavier, trying to flail her the arms that she couldn't feel. She whimpered, kicking but failing to do so.

A strange yet familiar voice whispered in her ears, "Petit a petit, l'oiseau fait san nid."

"Brynn!" Her eyes fluttered open causing caramel to clash with grey. She blinked multiple times, realizing that he was hovering over her. His hands were pressed firmly on her shoulders, as if he had been shaking her prior.

"J-Julius?" She voiced out, her voice cracking as the emotions she had earlier had not faded away yet. The fear and panic that made her heart race, the anxiety that made her shiver. It all felt so real, but she had no idea why she was feeling such things.

She couldn't remember what the voices were telling, nor the French line that had been whispered into her ear before she woke up.

She shivered, not entirely sure why she was so scared. Something warm brushed against her cheek and she was brought back to reality. He was still looking down at her with concern.

But she still took note of his appearance. His already messy hair was even messier if possible, cowlicks in different directions which she would probably tease him about if she wasn't in such a state. The bags under his eyes indicated that he just woke up and that he was still groggy. His white polo was disheveled but with the angle she was currently in, she couldn't see anything more below his torso.

"It's okay, let it out." He whispered, comfort spread throughout her body as he ran a hand through her hair, getting tangled in the light blonde locks as he continued to observe her in silence.

She didn't know how he had done it, but she felt a lot better, the fear and negative emotions from earlier had faded away. Leaving her with warmth and soothing feelings that the male was giving her. Her eyes instinctively closed, continuing to anticipate each stroke with his hands as she found herself drifting away.

She was nearly falling asleep, but her eyes snapped open the moment that he stopped and shifted, getting ready to leave her bed.

"Julius…" She grabbed his arm, a pleading look was on her face. "Please don't leave…" She had been expecting a shocked look from the captain, but instead, she earned herself a sleepy smile and nod.

Somehow, he was beside her now, her forehead was against his chest as his arm reached out to stroke her hair. This time, the emotions had totally vanished, replaced by tranquil feelings as she drifted away once again.

Embraced by the arms of a dreamless sleep.