Ciao minna-san! I'm sorry for the delay in updating!
So how are their hearts with the end of the manga of KHR? I know I was depressed, but that just gave me more desire to write fanfictions about KHR u.u
And too, I'm rereading the manga and I'll watch the anime again - for the 3rd time! Also, I hope that the anime will come back and maybe advance the story beyond the point where it stopped. * w *

Anyway, I thank everyone who has taken the time to read and comment my two fanfics, you are my joy! And a big thank you to my amazing beta, Tora-chan83 for helping me! Without her I would not be posting my stories.
Enjoy!

Disclaimer: KHR belongs to Akira Amano-sensei, only the plot is mine!

Declaration of War

Unlike most days, Giotto woke up much earlier than usual. Not that he had the habit of sleeping in, he had lost that a long ago. Having accustomed during the time when Sicily was not the most quiet place for a child to rest, not with so many robberies, murders, kidnappings and the whole host of crimes that one could only imagine happening outside the window. After all, his beloved city had been, for many years, the preferred place for robbers and murderers. This time though, Giotto awoke to a tingling sensation followed by a feeling that his brain was being kicked, while voids formed in his stomach. It was a feeling that he had long understood what it meant: something bad was coming.

What will it be this time? - the blonde thought, while massaging his temples in a futile attempt to relieve the pain forming in his head. He was absolutely certain that it would only get worse during the day. It had been four days since he gave the order to his six Guardians to begin investigating and gathering any information that could lead them to those responsible for the atrocities committed against the inhabitants of the region. Four days in which he was expelled out of his sleep by the same feeling - sometimes Giotto curses at having an intuition so Hyper. Although his Guardians were alert to any clues that could help them, little or nothing had been found, which only immersed his mood further into the waters of irritation.

The handsome man rose from his bed in the not completely finished Vongola mansion - a pejorative nickname given to his vigilante group at the time it was in formation. Giotto had also decided to keep the name as a reminder to everyone that even something small was capable of great things. After all, nobody believed that a small group of clams could go against criminals and succeed - Primo jolted out of his musings when he realized that the sun was just beginning to rise. Restlessly, he changed his clothes of sleep to a suit and walked out of the room.

Perhaps Ugetsu or Knuckle are already awake... - with that thought in mind Giotto started to wander the aisles. But his Hyper Intuition persisted in disturbing him, making the discomfort in his body much greater. At the same time, a strange presence from the direction of the main gate of the mansion crossed his senses. - Invaders! - as soon as the thought arose in his mind, he ran down the hall while putting on his gloves and jumped out the nearest window. On his forehead an orange flame came to life, while his fists were surrounded by bright Shinu Ki no Honoo of the Sky. Gaining height, he runs his eyes around the property. However, once his figure emerged flaming across the sky, the presence disappeared among the trees of the dense forest that surrounded them. Before he could cogitate the idea of pursuing the intruders into the forest, something else caught his attention.

But what in the world... - Primo thought, landing near the gate. His eyes widened considerably as he got closer.

"Primo!" - G's voice echoed throughout the garden, the slightly pink haired man came running to the gate with a revolver in hand, followed closely by Ugetsu carrying a long katana, Knuckle and a sleepy Lampo, who had woken to an angry G screaming in corridors that Primo was flying outside the mansion.

"Dear God!" - Knuckle exclaimed when they joined their boss.

"Primo what happened?" - asked a worried Ugetsu still on guard although the hostile aura could no longer be felt.

"Geh!? Why is that the first thing I see after waking up is a pile of peasant bodies." - Lampo whined, grimacing with a curious mixture of fear and disgust.

"I felt a strange hostile presence so I came out to check, and this was what I found." - Giotto explained, his eyes still fixed on the various bodies piled up before the great gate of the mansion, the flame of his Hyper Mode slowly extinguishing.

"They're all dead." - informed Knuckle, after checking the last of the eight bodies lying on the floor, with the finding, a shadow hung over Giotto's beautiful face.

"Primo you know what that means." - the look on the Guardian of the Storm was noticeably darker, which meant that someone would seriously regret for this stupid action.

"Ah. Vongola has just received a declaration of war." - His eyes, usually a soft orange hue, burned with a strong orange tone in response to his determination.

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The Guardian of the Storm, childhood friend of Giotto, and also the right-hand man of the Vongola Primo, crossed the somewhat narrow alleys as he headed towards the city center. It was still early, but many people were already crowding the cobblestone streets, coming and going in directions that G simply ignored. He had a mission to accomplish, though he personally found it irritant. But, since it was the Primo who gave him such a task, he will not back down. A few more steps forward and bending a corner, he was faced with his goal, the building with four floors in neutral tones; the location of the CEDEF headquarters. G had to admit, for someone who truly hated being around other people in 'agglomeration', Alaude picked a place that went completely against his aversion to crowds. The building was located near the city center, precisely in the busiest area, Palermo.

G shook his head slightly to ward off thoughts about the 'law enforcer' that ironically adhered with the one now called, Famiglia of the Cosa Nostra - or simply the Mafia. As some have begun to refer to these large Famiglias with military power, a nickname that stripped Primo of his nerves. That was a rare thing to happen with the boss' calm and patient temperament. Alaude among all the 'Guardians', as Primo chose to refer to the six who assist in command of the Vongola, was undoubtedly the most difficult to handle. Aloof and a loner by nature, he fit perfectly with the ring of the Cloud, which he received to assume his position as a Guardian. It was actually quite surprising that he accepted Primo's proposal. After leaving his old job, he moved from France to Italy and, almost simultaneously with the emergence of the properly named Vongola, founded the CEDEF that directly or indirectly helped them along the years - a fact that even G was not able to deny.

Ignoring the stares that were launched by people around him, whether it was by the residents or the subordinates of Alaude leaving the building for a mission, the right hand man entered the small hall of the External Council headquarters. Without giving any satisfaction at the ease he was able to enter with, he climbed the wooden stairs that lead to the top floor. In the process of passing other members of the Council, he noticed that all were wearing an apprehensive expression and some were clearly afraid, indicating that the carnivore inside the room at the end of the corridor was in a bad humor. Not that Alaude had something that could be called 'good humor'. Even pulling forward all of the memories about the Guardian, G cannot remember even one in which he appeared grinning, let alone laughing. But this time, his temperament seemed to be worse than it already was. And yet, without thinking twice, G threw open the door without bothering to knock. With the door out of the way, an airy office was revealed in muted tones of beige, with some piles of papers perfectly arranged on a table located in the center of the room near a large window.

"What you want now?" - growled the platinum blonde without lifting his clear blue orbs off of the documents in his hand, making it clear that the presence of the other was not welcomed in his office.

G looked around for a second, taking a breath in an attempt to keep his own temper under control, after all, his guess about Alaude's humor - or lack of it - was right. He was colder than usual, not that his choice to enter without permission helped improve the situation. But, the Storm had a damn job to do and had no patience to endure the iceberg that was his Guardian partner.

"That stupid Famiglia piled the bodies of some residents who went missing, at the front gate of the mansion earlier today and Primo found them." - the right hand man stated, narrowing his eyes slightly as he looked at the other.

If the news affected Alaude, he did not show it. A fact that made G's already latent level of irritation increase higher. Certainly entrusting him with this irritating task was the way Giotto subtly had revenge on him for hiding his precious cakes last week. This was after finding him eating again instead of doing his damn paperwork. Even with that sweet smile and gentle air, the blonde knew when to be bitter, especially if his addiction to sweet things was involved - something that G hoped with all his heart doesn't become a hereditary trait, or else future generations will be in serious trouble.

"So, that's the reason why you invaded my office." - Alaude indifferently mumbled, eyes still fixed on the handful of papers that he was reading.

"Tch! You should know very well what something like this means." - the hot headed man growled in response, staring at him with a frown, even that bastard cannot be truly indifferent to what happened.

"Hn. A serious breach of the law." - the other responded, finally deigning to look to G, his eyes which were always sharp, seemed more menacing than usual.

"Ah. Primo is calling all the Guardians to a meeting tonight." - G warned heading for the door - "And, Alaude, Primo is reallyangry." - he added before leaving the office without glancing back, the look of the CEDEF boss narrowed dangerously at the last remark, soon someone will feel the wrath of his handcuffs.

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After G left the cold and distant Cloud behind, he went to find the other missing person to end the other part of his damn mission so he could return to the mansion. If Alaude was the most difficult to cope by always preferring to stay away, the most annoying to live with, no doubt, was Daemon Spade. Even the spoiled Lampo was not able to annoy him as much as the crafty and arrogant Guardian of the Mist. When the aristocrat had joined the family, which occurred about four months after Alaude joined, - something that resulted in Giotto getting some concussions and injuries throughout his body - G had the feeling that Primo had found yet another strange figure to occupy the position that was missing to complete his Guardians. After all, Primo had already accepted a music lover, who, despite looking quiet and apparently harmless, is the greatest swordsman who ever lived, a celibate, who is actually an undefeated boxer who gave up boxing after accidentally killing his last opponent, a fearful brat, that Giotto somehow forced to assume the front line in battles, and finally, the former boss of an intelligence agency that personally ignores everyone around him. But his blind devotion, that sometimes clashed with the Primo's ideals - which was the same thing that united all of the other Guardians and was the real reason for the Vongola to be created - along with Daemon's personality, which, with the passage of years had increasingly become sadistic and cruel, his patience had begun to erode in a way that sometimes cost him all his self-control not to use Daemon as target practice with the bow that Giotto gave him.

Apparently unconcerned, G walked the alleys that led to the house where Daemon lived, located further north from the city center. Surely riding along the way instead of letting the animal rest in Paolo's stable would have been the best choice to travel the long distance in a short time. But the Storm Guardian preferred to walk among the population, and perhaps collect some information that might help them identify the damn Famiglia who decided to declare war against Vongola, and who were taking Primo of his nerves. In all the years that he had known him, the pinkish redhead seldom saw Giotto so agitated. His childhood friend, and now his precious boss, above all hated to see innocent people become victims of violence created by unscrupulous Famiglias who do not care one whit about the lives they destroy while they pursue their own goals. That was why the Vongola was created, to protect people, not hurt them.

It had only been a few minutes after G left the building of the CEDEF, when the sound of gunfire followed by screams reached his ears. Without hesitation, he ran toward the direction where the noise could be heard the loudest, immediately taking out the inside coat pocket revolver that he always carries with him - a caution that he began to take since the vigilante group expanded and started to attract the attention of the higher fishes - It was something that had not only saved his life, but Giotto's as well, since at the time the blonde did not use his flames to protect himself.

Running through the narrow streets and going through the grocery store, which was an acquaintance of the Famiglia, he was guided by the continuous sound of gunfire. When G arrived at the scene, he sees what is causing all the commotion. Running is a desperate man in his fifties in clothes that was something like a slightly torn lab coat and dark trousers, and a foot without shoe, which must have been lost while he was fleeing from the thugs. G couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew that the band of men armed knives currently had swords in a European style - living with Ugetsu helped him get to know different types of blades and fighting styles using such weapons - or revolvers, from which of course came the sound of shots. That, and them chasing the man, he was clearly able to see. When it came to fights among Famiglias of the Cosa Nostra, what prevails is the rule of 'shoot first and ask questions later'. With this in mind, the Vongola Guardian targeted the leg of one of the five armed thugs chasing the unknown man, and shoots. Immediately, the wounded stalker fell to the ground clutching his left leg where the blood had started to leak and stain the trouser, the red liquid quickly reaching the stones of the street.

Decreasing the distance between him and the bandits, G fired a few more shots, precisely hitting three different targets, two in the arms and one in leg. Remaining were only one of the men armed with revolvers, and four with short-range weapons. The pursuers had only realized they were under attack when the third person of the group fell to the ground holding his bleeding arm, while his gun flew out after falling from his hand. Instantly the group took a more defensive posture, and yet another was shot. Searching for the 'unfortunate' who was making them a target, a glimpse of faded hair in a tone nor red or pink, was all that they saw before another shot overthrew the last carrying a firearm between them.

Using the butt of his revolver, G reached one of the two pursuers who used knives as weapons. Inevitably, the man collapsed unconscious on the ground like a sack of rotten potatoes, the same way the other five that were struck before fell. Having no time to divert, the Guardian used the barrel of the gun to block the blade of the sword that had his chest as it's target. A well-aimed kick in the gut sent the swordsman stumbling backward. Without leaving the man to recover, G again used the butt of his revolver to hit the head of the swordsman, leaving him unconscious. The sound of a chain moving in his direction allowed G to deviate from his attacker while sinking his fist into the face of another user of knives that was sneaking up behind his back, ready to stab him. The sound of bones being broken told the Vongola's Storm guardian that his opponent would have a hard time later as his nose was broken. But even with his face bleeding, the man stripped the inside of the coat for another knife. An action which promptly sent G flying at him with a kick, ending with another punch in the same place where he had earlier struck. With a grunt, the man fell to the floor unconscious. Even before the guardian could take a breath, he hears the sound of a chain again, this time much closer to his left ear. G dodged to the right, then, with a spin, dipped his foot in the stomach of the last enemy, who started to foam in the mouth as he dropped to the floor.

"Tch! This was a tremendous waste of time." - G muttered, looking at the pile of unconscious men scattered around while straightening his clothes.

Suddenly the familiar sound of a safety lock being removed, coming his back, brought a chill as one thought goes through his mind 'had another hidden'. Before G had time to turn himself around, another very familiar pair of sounds reached his ears - one of handcuffs and breaking bones.

"You're being careless, G."

The Guardian of the Storm was not able to keep a small sigh of relief from escaping his lips while he turned to face the newcomer. Stopped at the end of the street was none other than the lone Cloud.

"And you're late. This area is yours, after all it's close to the CEDEF." - the Storm retorted, assuming his firm stance again, losing his composure never resulted in something good.

"Hn. That's why I'm here." - the other grumbled, he held two pairs of handcuffs, one attached around the neck of the same man who had targeted G, now with a broken arm and passed out, and the other around the wrists of a shivering man wearing a tattered lab coat.

It took a millisecond for to G add 2 and 2 and deduce that the other man who Alaude handcuffed was the same he saw being chased, and had temporarily forgotten during the brief fight. The chased must have used his attack to escape and ended up cornered by another hunter, this time a much more dangerous one.

"Seems I owe you one." - G grumbled finally and unwillingly.

"I do not need your gratitude, but certainly I'll charge for the help." - Alaude responded, while multiplying his handcuffs with the Shinu Ki no Honoo of the Cloud and arresting the unconscious thugs.

"So, what will you do with them?" - G asked, already imagining the answer, his head pointed toward the newly captured while trying to keep his, again increasing, irritation under control.

"Interrogation." - The CEDEF leader answered bluntly, already walking back to the headquarters of the External Council as if he wasn't dragging two men, though one was conscious, scared and walking obediently, while the other was literally dragged over the stones.

"What about the others? I imagine that you will also interrogate them."

"I'll have someone come seeking them. Anyone who breaks the laws should be duly punished."

"See if you can take easy, Primo does not like to use violence without need." G grumbled, facing Alaude.

"I suppose you still have to warn Daemon Spade." - the platinum blonde retorted, disappearing when he turned the corner.

"Tch!" - The right hand man growled as he resumed his original mission to warn the melon illusionist on the meeting - "But what ... That idiot with the sword almost cut my new shirt, moreover, now I am indebted to this bastard!" - G mumbled, closing his hands into fists - "When all of this is over, I'll make sure that Primo will be busy with the damn paperwork for a long time!" - At the same time a certain blonde sneezed in the Vongola mansion, dismissing it as one of his guardians, probably G he concluded, cursing him, with that being said, the tattooed man also disappeared into another alley.

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"Armed men were chasing someone through the city." - Giotto repeated the information that G had just said to him, with a straight face - "Are you sure that the man arrested by Alaude was the same about to be persecuted?" - Primo asked, his eyes fixed on the face of his right arm.

"Ah. Although I could not see very well what his face was like while he fled, the clothes and the physique are undoubtedly the same. And now that I think better about this, after Alaude arrested him and I was able to get a better look, the man is definitely not Italian. If I were to hazard a guess, I'd say he's English." - G answered, while recalling the image with the face of the man being chased.

"What would an English scientist be doing here to be extremely chased?" - Knuckle asked thoughtfully, besides him, Lampo and Ugetsu were also currently meeting in the Primo's office since G returned.

"I think the question should be 'to whom he was working for and what was the research." - reformulated Giotto, sitting in his leather chair.

"Primo, do you think the scientist may be involved with the recent deaths?" - Ugetsu questioned, his always calm tone leaking a bit of concern.

"I do not know. But if Alaude took him, then we will get some answers. Although I really regret doing so, poor man." - Giotto said, loosening a sigh.

"Geh! Alaude will interrogate him?!" - Lampo whimpered, starting a cold sweat at the idea of 'interrogation' from the most fearsome Guardian of the Vongola.

Although Primo deeply despises unnecessary acts of violence, all of them knew that Alaude, and sometimes Daemon, use little gentle methods to obtain information from their enemies, after all, dealing with criminals is not something that can be taken lightly. But this did not prevent Giotto to disapprove the actions taken by his two problematic Guardians, something that him annoyed a lot.

"I warned him to take it easy, but knowing that bastard, I doubt that he will listen." - G muttered with a frown.

"Whatever works." - Primo repeated while another sigh escaped his lips, it was one of the favorite phrases of his Cloud, along with 'I will punish/arrest him for disturbing the peace'.

"Maa, maa. I'm sure that Alaude will not do anything unnecessary, especially if the man cooperates during interrogation." - Ugetsu tried to wash away the mood, something that he had done with greater frequency since the tense situation began days before.

"Ugetsu is right, Primo. Alaude is a man of the law after all." - Knuckle said, sitting next to Lampo.

"Oh, you're right. But anyway, I still want to talk to the scientist, my intuition can find the things he can hide from Alaude. Also, if he really is involved with all these deaths, I want to look into his eyes before delivering him to Vindice."

With the last comment, four pairs of eyes turned to Giotto. Yes, how could they forget about them? Since the Cosa Nostra began to spread, they appeared to put some order in the underworld, as the police were unable to go against such a powerful force, also beginning to be known as Mafia. They are known to apply the laws in the dark side of society. Known as the Vindice, the infamous guards of the most terrible prison existing, Vindicare, the same from which no one has ever escaped from. And if tried, they were mercilessly punished. After all, nobody gets away with, unharmed or alive depending on the situation, a confrontation with these aberrations, which many say are not even human.

"Primo, then you..." – G said.

"Ah. I certainly will deliver them to Vindice. I cannot forgive something like that. And much less have any of you bloodstained taking the lives of these monsters." - the blonde responded while his orbs gained an intense orange color.

"I expected nothing less extreme of Primo!" - Knuckle commented.

"Vindice, Vindicare ... Scary!" - Lampo groaned, wincing a little.

"Tch! Stop being a coward and go back to doing your job." - G growled while launching an angry look at the youngest among them - "Speaking of work." - he turned to face the beautiful face of his boss with a sharp look - "Primo, when this whole situation is resolved, you and I will have a conversation" – the Storm said with a frown, receiving an innocent look and a sweet smile from the blonde - "Don't play dumb. You and I both know very well that the idea of sending me on that stupid mission as your spokesman for those two bastards was retaliation because of your damn cakes!"

"I swear I do not know what you're talking about, G." - Primo pronounced the name of the other with a load of undisguised malice, receiving a growl from the Guardian.

"Haaah, looks like it will start again." - mumbled Lampo, receiving a venomous look from G - "Geh! Scary."

"Maa, maa, Lampo. You shouldn't provoke G that way." - warned Ugetsu.

"Besides, we all extremely knew that something would happen when G got rid of Primo's favorite cakes last week." - Knuckle commented.

The three sigh as they watch a huffing G leave the office, and the Primo dropping a small victorious laughter. Of course everyone already knew what would result from this little dispute between the two - something that has been happening for a long time with some frequency. G would find some way to clog Primo's desk with more damn paperwork while Giotto would find another place to hide his cakes safely away from the claws of his right arm.

Well, after all, this was the Primo's Famiglia.

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The room was poorly lit by a single gas lamp, which casted eerie shadows on the walls. The dense air further increases the feeling of claustrophobia within the room. A killer aura grew as it emanated from a platinum-blonde with dangerous light blue eyes. He sat at a table looking at the prey in front of him, which only worsen the chills running through the body of the preyin question.

Alaude observed man. Emerged in his hair were silver threads among brown hair, and he was shaking while trying not to look him in the eye. An expression of fear dominated his face, which was somewhat squared and bruised - the most part he had caused. He had left the man for the end so that the chances of smacking him more would be smaller - and to avoid the irritanttask of having to wake him every time he lost consciousness. The platinum blonde had relieved much of his irritation from the other ten unfortunate, nine of which G had previous care. They had dared cause confusion in the vicinity of his beloved CEDEF - in other words, right under his nose. Once having gone through them though, with little or no information received. All the worthless lawbreakers knew was that a tall man with a scar on his right eye had hired them in a bar to end the lives of some prisoners in exchange for a large sum of money.

The Cloud frowned a little, something that immediately gave him an even more intimidating expression - if that really was possible. The poor handcuffed man in the chair in front of him, apparently could tell his displeasure as he had curled up and dropped a little moan. He interpreted this as fear because he had not truly punished him. Considering that he had two possible broken ribs and his left cheek was swollen, his appearance in his list counted as a light punishment. As this was going on, the guardian evaluated the information he had already extracted from the offender. The man, Stuart McCain, an illegalEnglishimmigrant, had come by on a ship from England to Italy about four weeks earlier to help an old friend with research. What he did not expect was to find himself a prisoner along with seven other scientists who were also working on the research, and to discover that his friend was killed a few days before his arrival. And then, by an oversight of one of the guards, while supposedly being transported to another laboratory, the man of 56 years managed to escape, but soon was eventually discovered and pursued.

"The research, what is it?" - Alaude asked in a cold tone, speaking in perfect English, the scientist's nervousness made him delete from his mind everything he knew about the Italian language and he was a complete stranger to French.

"N-not really sure. It's something about a type of energy that runs through the body of humans and can be embodied as an outside call. Or so Hudson believed." - the scientist responded skeptically, although he was still afraid of the man holding him captive.

Alaude raised an eyebrow at the comment, because the energy which the scientist was referring to was certainly the Shinu Ki no Honoo, as Primo named it. Something that he, the other Guardians and his irritant boss, use during their battles due to the Vongola rings, which the Primo gave to each one. Just the Primo's Famiglia was able to use this super condensed energy around the underworld - and only Giotto himself could use these flames in a more advanced way, which he named Hyper Mode. So it was of no surprise that others Famiglias were desperate to get their hands on that power. But so far, nobody has been able to achieve such a feat.

"And?"

Stuart stared at him stupidly, as if he did not understand what his interrogator wanted. His mind was already disturbed and the fatigue combined with pain were not making things easier. Moreover, the figure sitting across from him, staring at him like a hunter watching his prey, just made him even more nervous.

"That's all you know?" - Alaude mumbled again, sounding even harsher.

"N-no. I saw a small part of the research, it seemed quite interesting b-but also very dangerous. T-they wanted to improve this energy to make it even more intense and form something like an army... I'm not sure about the applications, but I think that's for this."

"Why is it dangerous?" - The law enforcer asked as he sees the man beginning to wander in his thoughts again.

His answer was the man's already pale face becoming a sickly tone, while his eyes became dim, almost lifeless. A fist clashing violently into his stomach makes him come back to reality. The scientist was reminded that he was facing a dangerous predator that would not save a second thought about sending him with a one way ticket to the heaven, or hell, if he did not prove himself useful.

"Answer." - Even though Sicily was in the middle of spring, the temperature inside the room dropped vertiginously every time the Guardian did not like his response, or worse, doesn't receive one.

"Some... Some human guinea pigs that I saw being used during experiments... T-they died. And I think they were not the first." - the last part was spoken in a small voice, but the trained ears of the Guardian was able to catch it.

"How?"

Again the only answer was silence followed by the same expression of moments before. This expected reaction began to erode the patience of Alaude, after all, he had been questioning for almost twenty minutes.

"The energy that you mentioned." - he pressed through gritted teeth, a bright purple flame emanating from the Cloud Vongola ring, swallowed the room - "Would it be like this?"

Once the flame engulfed the room, the brightness returned to the scientist's eyes, but this time it was one that was mixed with fear and admiration.

"How?" - Stuart couldn't stop himself from questioning.

Irritation popped into the skylark's mind. He was the only one who was able to ask questions, not the one who was supposed to respond. Immediately, the flames surround the handcuffs in his hand and are thrown toward the neck of the scientist who watched in horror as the handcuffs expanded and start pressing his neck. He instantly began to feel the air disappear.

"I do not like repeating myself. So next time you do not answer my question." - another handcuff involved Stuart's left wrist - "I'll make some of your bones unusable." - Goggling, the scientist immediately nodded in understanding, if Alaude smiled, it would certainly be at times like these.

"The energy... That they produce is not so clear, it…" - the man choked out, while trying to catch his breath - "It is darker, almost ... No, it is black. And it seems ... It seems more destructive, it burned until the human guinea pigs could no longer support it and died." - With that commentary said, Alaude erased his flames, cold eyes dangerously narrow on the frightened figure before him.

"And about the lab, do you know something that might lead me to the location?"

"I-I am not sure. When I arrived at the seaport I was approached by a tall man with a scar that cut his right eye. H-he said that Hudson had him sent in his place to fetch me. We got into a carriage and he said he had to blindfold me because the place where we were going was a secret." - Stuart responded with his hoarse voice, shivering even more.

"So you do not know anything, I was just wasting my time." - the Cloud mumbled, taking another pair of handcuffs from a pocket, a vision that made the man shiver to the point where he almost peed himself.

"I-I remember hearing the sound of a river for much of the way. We were out of town and near the river. I think was around north."

"North?"

"It looked like a forest because it was colder and I could hear the sounds of trees and the road was relatively poorer..." - he responded with fear to face the figure before him.

Alaude launched one last glance at the man before leaving the room ,and the scientist alone, confused, scared and still handcuffed to the chair. The lawbreaker told him more information than they were able to find in four days of investigations throughout the city. Killing him would be unproductive, after all, he could still be used as source of information. Moreover, a certain blonde boss was already irritatedenough with all the deaths of innocent civilians, so to have his Guardians add even more corpses to the pile would certainly not help to assuage his anger.

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"Nufufufu, this is something interesting that the skylark found." - Daemon signature laughter filled the meeting room, where Giotto and the six guardians were gathered, getting a sharp look from Alaude.

The news that some Famiglia were kidnapping the locals to use them as guinea pigs in experiments where they are forced to emit a strange kind of flames that, in the process, ended with consuming their lives, dropped like a bombshell in the ears of Giotto and the other Guardians.

"How cruel!" - Ugetsu murmured, very shocked that such a thing was happening .

"May God have mercy on these poor suffering souls." - Knuckle said while doing a little prayer.

"Tch! Those damn bastards!" - Growled G.

"Scary."

"Whatever. Now all we have to do is find the man with the scar on his right eye and force him to talk. Speaking of force. To obtain such information the skylark must have very much tortured the poorscientist." - the Mist drawled in a poisonous tone, facing Alaude who sat the farthest away of everyone on the other end of the table.

"Take care of your own businesses, Daemon Spade." - the French man responded harshly without sparing a glance to the other.

"Nufufufu. So what do you think of betting on who finds the 'damn bastard', as G says first. Alaude?" - Spade asked, narrowing his eyes toward the other.

"Betting is against the law."

"Oya! How boring you are, sir law enforcer." - the illusionist groaned, grimacing at the indifferent Cloud Guardian.

"Daemon."

The voice in a warning tone, flooded the room. Giotto, who so far had remained completely silent with his face hidden beneath his fluffy blonde hair, had finally emerged out of his thoughts with a serious look.

"Nufufufu as you wish, Primo. But I maintain my position that we must put an end to this Famiglia who dared to challenge us."

"Tch! For once I agree with Daemon." - G muttered, returning his gaze to Giotto - "We cannot allow these bastards to continue challenging us and hurting people."

"Ah, G and Daemon are extremely certain."

"Ore-sama would rather not get involved with such dangerous people."

"Nufufufu, which is very cowardly of you." - Daemon commented with a darker tone, pulling a shiver down Lampo's spine.

"Primo, what do we do?" - Ugetsu questioned.

Giotto observed them for a few more seconds, an irritated sigh leaking from his lips.

So that was why my intuition was so uncontrolled during recent days... Flames that do not fit into any element of the Sky or Earth... We must be vigilant about it, I get the feeling that there are more moving in the shadows then what we are currently able to see.

"Alaude, I want to talk to this scientist, I have some questions and maybe he can help me clarify them." - the Guardian mentioned limited himself a 'Hn' in agreement - "Daemon, I will leave in your hands the mission to find and capture the man with the scar, but Alaude will be the one who will interrogate him." - Daemon narrowed his eyes at the Primo's order, allowing another person to interrogate his target was not part of his plans.

"Nufufufu, at least I'll be able to have some fun." - the creepy man commented with his laughter, sounding even more daunting.

"Ugetsu and Knuckle I need you to keep an eye on the surroundings. In addition, warn the residents to report anything suspicious on sight." - the two beckon in understanding - "Lampo, I have a special mission for you." - the mentioned Guardian groaned at the idea of the 'special mission' that Primo may have, they usually made him tremble in fear - "G, schedule a reunion with our allied Famiglias, since the Vongola has received a declaration of war, we must be certain of who is on our side, and warn them about possible attacks. And Alaude, I have a different mission for you too." - with the warning, the indifferent Cloud eyes narrowed at his boss.

After the distribution of orders, all dispersed to fulfill them. Needless to say, Daemon was more excited with the idea of being able to test a new technique that he had been practicing when G invaded his property. Something that generated a few holes in the walls his house, courtesy of a certain Guardian of the Storm who was irritated with being used as a guinea pig by the melon king.

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He had his characteristic clothes on, a suit with vertical stripes and his cloak, which made his, slightly above average height and not very muscular, figure even more impressive than it already was. It was something that he only wore at specific times, and it was one of those occasions that he was attending now- a meeting with the leaders of the Vongola alliance. With everything in place, Primo took his place at the end of the table, and thus the meeting opened.

"As G previously informed you, yesterday the Vongola received a declaration of war from a Famiglia that has not yet had the courage to identify themselves, but was foolish enough to put people's lives in danger." - the Primo informed in a cold neutral tone without even being in Hyper Mode.

A brief murmur circulated among people in the room, which Primo noted with watchful eyes.

"Primo, do you have some information that can point to a suspect Famiglia?" - The first to comment was Dominic, the boss of the Cavallone Famiglia, which appeared almost at the same time as when the Vongola was formed, he was also a close friend of Giotto.

"Alaude recently obtained information that indicates a direction, but the culprits still remain in the shadows."

While Primo discussed possible measures to be taken before the situation in Vongola went too far, and clarified some points about what had already been discovered - being careful not to leak some information that he believed should not be known by everyone, G observed the members present in the meeting room, which was mounted in the building located two blocks away from the seat of CEDEF, above the restaurant of a friend who, with a smile, always assisted whenever Primo asked for help. After all, since the Vongola was created six years ago, the climate of insecurity in the region was replaced by smiles on the faces of the population. The same smiles that are currently being threatened.

The first that G's reddish orbs observed, was also a close friend, the cousin of the head of the Cavallone Famiglia. It is not difficult to understand why Giotto considered him a precious friend; Dominic was a man who had principles very similar to Primo's, as he was fair and did not like to see innocent people involved in issues of the Cosa Nostra. The brown-eyed blonde was also strong and conducted business in the underworld as clean as possible. Their Famiglia was formed some five months after the Vongola, and his first act was to form an alliance with Giotto in one vote of mutual cooperation and friendship. Needless to say, this attitude made the man fall into the graces of Primo almost as soon as a certain ruby eyed redhead, who goes by the name of Cozart.

"Primo you suggest that even among us, any may be helping the Famiglia seeking to provoke the power of the Vongola?"

G immediately turned his attention to the man trying in vain to press the Primo. He was the boss of an emerging Famiglia, an irritant type with an air of arrogance and eyes full of greed. It was reasonable to say that so far, G could not understand why Giotto agreed to form an alliance with someone whose business in the underworld were quite dubious. But again, G knew better than anyone that his childhood friend had a damn accurate intuition that left no room for questioning.

"I'm not suggesting anything, just pointing out facts. If this Famiglia is bringing scientists from abroad, they should be getting help from someone here with access to the seaport." - Giotto's tone of voice made the room temperature drop.

"Primo are you implying that one of the two Famiglias, naming the Fassoni and Curzio Famiglias, whose territories lie on the outskirts of the port, are directly or indirectly responsible for what is happening?"

G intensified his grimace while launching a venomous look to the boss, whose Famiglia maintained a precarious alliance with the Vongola, his hair the color of lead and onyx eyes, which insisted on challenging Primo.

"Lycus Beluzzo, I suggest you be careful with your words. At no time did I accuse someone. For even if those responsible for this monstrosity are receiving help in transporting illegal immigrants to Sicily, it does not mean that the mentioned Famiglias are involved. We all know that a purse full of coins can make anyone not connected, or not faithful to a Famiglia, in order to help in dirty business." - Primo rebuked, narrowing his orbs, now bathed in a vibrant shade of orange directed to the naughty boss, who finally made the wise decision to stop provoking Giotto - "Now, if someone else does not have anything to say about the matter, I finish this meeting. Pass well, gentlemen."

"Tch! That annoying bastard, trying to put the Vongola against the neutral Famiglias!" - G growled, while the two headed to the headquarters of CEDEF - "But I'm surprised he has finally begun to show his true personality. That worm seemed pretty happy with what is happening."

"Ah. That's why I asked for Alaude to keep a watchful eye on everything that the Beluzzo Famiglia is doing."

"As expected from Primo." - his right hand man commented upon entering the building.

Now, all that remains is to be attentive, and therefore, since the cards are arranged, it's just a matter of time before we catch the culprit. The Vongola will not back down.

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Minna-san, I'll wait to your comments! Tell me what you thought of this chapter entirely on the Primo family. Tell me your theories on the plot of the story!

And I'm still doing the soundtrack Cielo, then send me the songs that you think is the 'face' of this story!

Ah, soon my dear beta fix my mistakes I'll update Vongola Sky!
Ciao, ciao!