Chap. 1
Name: Yuka Yomo
Age:18
Sex: F
"That's all the information my men have been able to get about you Ms. Yuka Yomo. Is there anything else you want to add or tell us?" Asked a dark haired man.
"And women" I said.
"Excuse me?"
"And your woman. Your men and women. Just as there are ghouls and humans." I fired.
"Yes. Your point?" He added.
"I'm half ghoul… Sir."
"I see," he started sighing while leaning towards me. "So what's your reason for trying to apply to be an agent here at the CCG? Think you'll try getting free food?!"
"No sir! I'm just a nineteen year old trying to get a job that will pay for my University course." He was standing now. The hate in his eyes. Pacing across the room fiddling with the cross on his necklace.
"Where are your parents?" He asked.
"Dead. Terrorists came to my school with my family in chains when I was nine. I could have turned into one of those people drunk on revenge, but I chose to try a prevent that from happening to anyone else."
"I see. I'm sorry for your loss Ms. Yomo." He said to me. The fire in his eyes was burning with sorrow and pain.
"You shouldn't be, sir. You weren't the cause." I told him.
"Very well than. I will go talk to everyone else about what to do with you." He stated, "But until then, take care Ms. Yuka Yomo."
"Indeed I will. And before you go sir, what is your name?" I asked him.
"For now you may call me agent Amon. That might change depending on if you're hired or not." He informed me smiling.
"Thank you Mr. Amon, sir." I replied bowing slightly.