Three days… For three days Diva had waited for any sign of communication from the Red Shield or Solomon, but nothing came. However, it did not mean that Nathan's phone did not stop ringing. First, it was Oprah Winfrey wanting to do a show with Nathan on the American Opera scene, and then it was Heidi Klum for something else… Oh, Diva had met down before, and Nathan thanked the gods that she did not have a sudden urge to drain the celebrities of their blood due to her irritation. "Why can't Nee-sama just call now?" she demanded furiously, burying her head into a pillow. "My daughters and Amshell can't wait that long!"

Having said that, she began to pace up and down the room. Singing could not help much either… In Nathan's words, "Diva, dear, it is not like you to be so nervous over anything". Truly, her Chevalier had never seen her like this before in his many years under her service. Then, there was another small part of the problem: James. If he found out that the both of them had contacted Saya to negotiate peace… Well, it would not be very pretty, and even Diva was sure of that. If anything, they were extremely lucky that he was still asleep in a liquid-filled tank, waiting to be reconstructed by their scientists.

"I want them to be safe, Nathan." Diva replied, caressing both the cocoons. In her heart only they mattered to her, and they will grow up under her wing to be as powerful and as free as she was. However, the large scythe that threatened to cut her into two pieces interrupted her wishful thinking. With her lightning-quick reflexes, she leapt into the air and snatched the scythe from its owner. "Who are you, and why are you here?" She asked, looking at the three individuals before her. Two males and a female, all armed, with a mixture of hope, fear and determination in their emerald eyes.

The male who attacked her retrieved his scythe and said, "We are the Schiff, Diva, and we are here to get your blood." He was determined to save his friends, determine to live on in this world. But because of the Thorn that afflicted them, and their adversity towards sunlight, their lifespan was very, very short. Their only hope was Diva's blood, of which they were created from.

Diva returned to her female form and raised an eyebrow. "And what for?" she asked in reply. She had never seen them before, why would they be after her blood? Unless… She recognized that face; all those beasts from the Corpse Corps had that very same face. "You are the one Amshell made the Corpse Corps from!"

Nathan smirked. Sometimes, Amshell would always think that Diva could be easily deceived. To the contrary, she had shown that she was constantly alert, although she might not show it. "Let me guess," he said, walking towards the other two. "All three are you do not wish to die decapitated or be subdued by the Thorn, am I right?"

Sub-consciously, Lulu nodded. "We want to live," she murmured. Diva continued to observe them, intrigued. "You don't know how it is, Diva. You don't know how it feels to see all of your friends dying in front of you. There are only three of us left…" A genuine tear fell down from the young Schiff's eyes, and Diva's expression softened. Just days ago, she, the great Diva, had knelt in front of her sister and sworn enemy, Saya, to beg for the survival of her children. These three, they may never be parents, but she felt their pain. She finally understood that every being had a right to live, human or Chiropteran. That was why she had stopped asking her Chevaliers for live, fresh, humans for blood, but opted for those that came from the blood bank instead. These three, they were created from her blood, and somehow, she felt this instant connection with them…

"Very well, I shall grant you my blood," Diva said, hugging Lulu. "But, in return I ask for a favor from all of you." Giving a nod to Nathan, she said, "Nathan, I want you to get some syringes." Immediately, Nathan disappeared.

"What is it that you want from us?" the tall one, Karman asked. Diva smiled and said that she wanted them to protect her children, no matter what happens. He looked at the other male, who contemplated her request for a moment. In truth, they had no reason as to why the deal cannot be done. They could continue to live on, while Diva's children would be protected, for without the Thorn, the Schiff were almost as powerful as the Chevaliers. Maybe not as powerful as Solomon, Amshell or James, but still, they could give Hagi and Karl a run for their money. Receiving Diva's blood would only add to their power.

When Nathan had returned, the leader looked at Diva and at her children before reverting his glance back to his friends. This was their chance to escape death, and he knew that he had to pursue it, but why was Diva so willing to grant their wish, with so trivial a condition? "Why do you want the protection of your children?" he asked Diva, who laughed as she always did.

"Silly Schiff," she answered. "All I ever wanted was a family. Had I not cared about those children, would I go to Saya Nee-sama and asked her for their safety? With you protecting them, I would not have to worry about a thing, even if Nee-sama refuses to cooperate." Yes, the Schiff could be her back up plan should Saya refuse her request for peace between them in order to take Amshell down. She could act on her own, and with those three and Nathan by her side, no one could stop her.

Once again, silence fell among the Schiff as they looked at one another. Diva had already begun to draw her own blood. Finally, they agreed to her terms. Just moments after Nathan had administered her blood into their bodies, they began to feel obvious changes. The presence of sunlight no longer hurt them, and the signs of the Thorn on Karman's neck had disappeared… Indeed, Diva's blood was working. Lulu was the first to rush outside into the sun, and proved that their hypothesis was true. "It worked, it worked!" she exclaimed, happily prancing about Nathan's garden.

"Thank you, Diva." The leader said, holding out his hand to offer Diva a handshake. "You have given us new hope…"

Smiling, she wrapped her arms around the boyish-looking Schiff for a hug. "All for the ones who will protect my daughters." She replied.

Just then, Nathan's phone had rung again. Prudently putting the call on loudspeakers, everyone could hear Solomon's voice from the call. "Nathan, the Red Shield and Saya have reached a decision. We shall work with Diva to defeat Amshell Nii-san down. Please come to the Headquarters within the hour to begin negotiations."

Diva's heart soared. Finally, things were going her way.