"Where's Subject Saya?" Mr. Jordan asked on of his scientific cohorts.
"We found her wandering around the mansion upstairs. She said that she saw the garden from the window and wished to see it. So, we had the guards take her outside. Don't you hear that?" she asked.
"Hear what?" Mr. Jordan asked.
"Saya's been singing. She told us she took a nap for a few minutes and recalled a woman singing a very pretty song. She couldn't get it out of her head. That's why she wanted to go to the garden, to sing," she answered. Mr. Jordan listened carefully. Saya's voice soon leaked through, how blissful and heavenly she sounded. It was more like opera music really.
"Did Carl leave yet?" Mr. Jordan asked.
"No, we needed his permission to let Saya go to the garden. He should be with her," she answered. Mr. Jordan ran up stairs and out to the garden.
"So you decided to join us?" Phantom said. Saya was a fair distance away, circling a tree and singing. The breeze rustled through her hair, and as the shade caressed her form she seemed so much like a dark angel.
"I thought you left?" Mr. Jordan asked.
"I was about to, but then I heard Saya singing...She sounds so much like Diva, doesn't she? Perhaps Delta 07 can take affect with her voice," Phantom said.
"Sir, what if she escapes?" Mr. Jordan asked.
"She won't, where would she go? As far as she knows this is her home and my bed is where she belongs," Phantom said.
"Yes, sir. Are you sure of the blood?" Mr. Jordan asked.
"I want her to remember. However, I want a memory depressant made to suppress certain pains and memories. I can't have her trying to escape because she knows what I've done to her," Phantom said.
"Memory depressant? Why bother if you want her to remember?" Mr. Jordan asked. Phantom looked at him.
"Certain memories best not come to light. I want Saya to remember what I wish for her to remember. Other memories, such as her Chevaliers and our daughter, are meant to be repressed," Phantom said, his eyes moving back to Saya. Saya had stopped singing; she stood there now with her hands over her mouth and giggling.
"I can't remember the rest of the song," Saya giggled.
"That's alright Saya, even without the rest you sing beautifully!" Phantom complimented as he walked over to her and kissed her hand.
"Come now, I'll have the maids get you some decent clothes." Phantom said, guiding her to doorway. Saya was in nothing but a crimson bed robe. It covered her body perfectly but it wasn't a suitable attire to wear daily, especially outside. Though, she looked absolutely gorgeous in crimson. That's why bloodstains suited her soft skin so flawlessly.
And with those beautiful bloodthirsty eyes marking the warrior Phantom would awaken.
That night while Saya slept Phantom and a team of Chiropterans left to Okinawa. They flew with their wings. Seeing as they obeyed him none of them strayed far. They arrived a few hours later in Okinawa in front of Saya's tomb.
"I wonder if my daughter has slept yet. Of course, I doubt she has the will to give her blood to any mortals," Phantom said, he turned his head to the Chiropterans behind him. These were new; they were designed with an exoskeleton like the ones created with Hakumei's and Getsuei's blood. It took many years to fuse that specific gene with their bodies. And after that, he had been given a human exoskeleton.
"Search the town, kill if you must. If you find my daughter you know what to do," he said. They all walked off into the forest. Phantom placed his mask over his eyes, flourishing his cape dramatically. He had changed into his specter drama attire before hand.
"I hope Diva has been taught how to dance." he chuckled, jumping into the night sky.
"Mathew, how is David-san doing?" Diva asked. Mathew was the son of David. He was tall and had blonde hair and gray eyes. He was about in his early thirties and handsome. He, too, was in the Red Shield just like Kai, Diva, Solomon, Hagi, Getsuei, and Hakumei.
"Good, the chemotherapy is working on the astrocytomas he has. However, he refuses to retire and so does mother," Mathew said. Diva set a hand on his cheek as he looked like he was about to cry.
"When I cry Hagi or Solomon hold me. But when you cry...You hide it," Diva said as she wrapped her arms around him. Mathew wrapped his arms around her and wept. He had kept so much in ever since his father had come became ailing. He cried for a minute or two and than he began to resilience. They departed from each other's arms.
Diva loved Mathew; ever since she could remember she loved him. They were childhood friends and still remained good friends. They even started dating once as teenagers but decided to stay good friends, despite their feelings for each other.
"David-san tells me that I can go into my first sleep soon. I told them not to give me the enzyme and now it's wearing off," Diva said, and then she looked up into the night sky. Both were outside on the beach.
"But, before then, I need a Chevalier," Diva said. Mathew looked down at her as she removed the letter-opener from her hair. Because that was the only thing keeping her hair up her hair fell in curls against her back. Her hair was indeed long, past her waist.
"I want you to be my Chevalier. In order to help me remember after a thirty year sleep I need to drink my Chevalier's blood. Hagi and Solomon are not Chevaliers made by my blood," Diva said, she incised a cut into her palm and showed Mathew the pool of blood.
"Be my Chevalier, I want you to see the world when the Chiropterans are all gone," Diva said.
"Di-Diva," Mathew couldn't finish. He was overwhelmed by Diva's choice.
"Please Mathew, you and I can be lovers. Does that motivate you?" Diva asked, holding her hand to his chin. Mathew grabbed her wrist, staring at the pool of blood streaming away from her palm.
"I would be honored to become your Chevalier. But not now," Mathew said. Diva closed her hand and the blood streamed away in ribbons of crimson. She held her bleeding hand to her heart in a fist.
"I understand, but when that day comes I hope you will have made up your mind fully. Let's go home, Hagi is probably worried. I snuck out to see you," Diva said. Mathew laughed impishly.
"He already found you," he said, pointing to Hagi who was sitting on the concrete stairs with Solomon standing behind him.
"Solomon, Hagi. Sorry if I worried you," Diva said as she walked over to them.
"I am glad you snuck out..." a voice said. They all turned to the ocean where a cloaked being stood before it.
"...That way I could have never seen my daughter unless by force." Phantom said. He lifted his head and looked at his daughter.
You really do look more like me.
Just to be clear...
Diva has Phantom's facial features, okay, she's just more feminine looking.
To understand this, read " Unwanted Immortal."