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Val D. Impaler

Ouran wasn't Suzie's first city of choice, but there was a job opening at one of the businesses and she, miraculously, was hired. Now she lived there.

The attack happened when she was walking home from work. It'd been a long day and she was recalling all of the craziness that'd gone on in the office.

She paused, shook her head, and laughed quietly. Soon Yuri's going to have to tell Ronald how she feels. Hyperventilating every time he gets near her in the cafeteria isn't going to be allowed to continue much longer.

Suzie picked back up her stroll.

Unbeknownst to her, a dark shadow followed close behind.

"AHHHHHHH! HELP! GET AWAY FROM ME!"

Haruhi, Hikaru, and Kaoru broke out in a sprint. They rounded the corner and found their target.

A young woman was held two feet off the ground by the throat. The man's extended fingers were wrapped around her thin, human neck.

The big man, no, the large creature's black hair curled a little at the ends. He wore a white, dress shirt, black slacks, a midnight tie, and dress shoes; all of which were covered in blood and ripped. His skin was thin and the only thing covering his bones. He had a belt around his waist containing the heads of people he killed previously. In his none-choking hand held a menacing stake made of twisted metal. It was probably originally a pipe.

The woman's face was beginning to turn blue.

"Kaoru!"

The younger twin transformed into his sleek, obsidian, pistol form. Hikaru caught him as he changed and immediately began firing. Kaoru's orange wavelength shot out. It missed, but the kishin egg dropped the woman. The twins held his full attention.

Haruhi rushed to the lady. Whew. She was still alive.

"Val D. Impaler you're going down!" Hikaru shouted as he shot again. This time it landed in his stomach. It left a hole, but the creature kept advancing towards them.

As Hikaru backed up he shifted and Kaoru took his place. He fired repeatedly.

In the arm. In the leg. The other arm. A shoulder.

"Die!" came the combined voices of the Hitachiins.

With the last shot of the sky blue wavelength, this time straight in the face, the kishin egg disappeared. Mr. Impaler only left behind his floating, crimson soul.

Hikaru grabbed the soul up and swallowed it.

"She okay?" Kaoru asked after his brother swallowed the kishin egg soul.

Haruhi nodded, not meeting his eyes.

Granted this was a weak opponent and others would be tougher, their witch soul would be nothing compared to this, but the results weren't something Haruhi could ignore.

They'd done it without her. They truly had no need for some commoner. She was a nuisance, a distraction.

What am I doing here?

Kaoru thought he saw tears fall from Haruhi's eyes, but didn't bring it up. It would only make their situation more awkward than it already was.

The three helped the woman, Suzie, to the local hospital and contacted one of her friends to pick her up.

The teens then went out of the hospital and into the night air.

The four friends noticed the group of three in front of them start running.

"Where are they going?" questioned Tamaki.

"There was a scream just now, you idiot. They're going towards it." Kyoya answered. He closed his black book.

"The kishin egg?" Hunny inquired.

The Ohtori son nodded.

"Let's go and watch Men!"

Tamaki led the other three team/club members in pursuit.

"Which way?" Tamaki wasn't sure which corner they rounded.

Hunny glanced at Mori. His cousin pointed to the left. The tiny meister glanced to the stuffed bunny in his hands.

"Takashi says left, and Usa-chan says right."

"Kyoya! We need your help!" whined Tamaki.

"I want nothing to do with this. Those three are capable of doing this without our interference."

"We're not going to interfere!"

"Unh-huh."

Tamaki groaned. "Fine. We're going right!"

It didn't take the group of four long to figure out that they'd gone the wrong way. With a few comments from Kyoya, they made the trek back to their homes.

As Haruhi laid in bed that night she made up her mind.

She'd come to Ouran, not because she was wealthy, but because she was intelligent and held possibility to become an amazing meister. She being the daughter of Kotoko Fujioka didn't hurt either; in fact, she was sure that was the sole reason she didn't need to pay enrollment.

Well, she'd have to forget about ever excelling in actual battles, but her studies were a whole other matter.

Mom, you helped me get here. Now, I'm going to help me stay here.

Ouran Academy: The School for Young Meisters and Weapons, Where Wealth and Brilliance Coexist

The wealth was covered by her heritage. All she had to do now was excel brilliantly in the classroom. Haruhi would throw herself into her studies.

She did after all have the free time.

UPDATED 8/20/2013