So, second chapter and pretty much the end of the introductions. Later chapter I'll explain why Kagami has guns and so on, so please be patient!
Have fun reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own KnB.
The great vampire tribes.
All in all there were the Yosen tribe, known to have some of the strongest fighters no one else had. They were able to shatter the ground with only their bare hands. The Shuutoku tribe, bringing forth sharp minds and great tacticians since ancient times.
The Seirin tribe were the ones who had people of every type, some talented in fighting hand to hand, others were gifted with powers and had to be taught how to control those. It was hard to teach so many different types but Seirin managed to do it and had trained admirable fighters in the past.
The Touo tribe had the fastest members with the best reflexes, ideal for fighting in hand to hand combat. No one could keep up with their speed. There weren't many with a special ability among them, but really, they didn't need any.
The Rakuzan tribe is seen as the most powerful one, standing slightly even above the other four.
They have always trained those with the most potential, who were to be leaders of some sort one day.
Amidst these vampires there was a group called the Generation of Miracles. The members of this special fraction presented one member of every tribe, the most powerful to be exact. Striking fear into their enemies with only the mention of their names, but admired and respected greatly by their allies.
Those vampires stand out even amongst the strongest and nobody dared to cross their path if they could somehow avoid doing so.
"Ah~! It's been quite a while since I was last here! Hey, hey look over there! Isn't tha,-"
"Shut the hell up, you're too loud idiot!" cue a kick to the side.
"Oww, you're so mean Senpai~!" a blond whined loudly.
"Takao-cchi, help meeee!"
"Hahaha~! No way, no way."
"Go die, Kise."
"Ah, you're all so noisy. How annoying. I'm gonna crush you.."
"You can't do that, Atsushi."
"He's right, Murasakibara-kun."
"Wahhhh! Kuroko-cchi, when did you arrive?!"
Glomp.
"I was here the whole time; now please release me Kise-kun."
"Yeah, release him. This isn't fun at all~!"
"Noooooo~! I don't wann,-Oww!"
"Let go right now you little sh,-"
"Lively as always, I see."
Immediately the commotion in the room stopped and all heads turned towards the two newcomers entering the meeting room. One of them with bright red hair and heterochromatic eyes - one red and the other gold and the other with light brown hair and matching brown eyes.
The redhead slowly scanned the room, his gaze lingering on each of the occupants for a moment, noticing there were still three empty seats. But first things first.
He would properly welcome the people already present in the meeting room and deal with the latecomer when the right time came.
"I am pleased to see that all of you could gather so quickly."
All in all there were eight people seated at an oval table with two empty seats at the front and one at the end. Some of them were unsettled with the arrival of their boss; others simply didn't care or were seemingly too stupid to do so.
All of the males present wore considerably expensive suits; it was obvious with just one look at them.
On the left side, beside the still empty seat at the head of the table which was reserved for the redhead who just arrived moments earlier, sat a tall purple haired male.
"Atsushi."
Just like the rest he wore a black suit, the only difference being the bright magenta coloured tie, not unlike his hair, hanging loosely around his neck.
Beside him sat a smaller, but still tall black haired boy, his suit just the same as the others but with a neat grey necktie.
"Tatsuya."
On the third seat sat a male with sky blue hair with eyes in the same colour. With an emotionless face he calmly watched the events in front of him unfold.
"Tetsuya."
His black suit fit his small body perfectly, his tie was a turquoise. The light brown haired male beside him smiled brightly, not caring about what happened at all.
"Teppei."
He wore the same outfit as the rest of them, adorned with a brown tie. Across from him sat a guy with jet black hair with equally black eyes who looked cheerful enough but couldn't completely shake of the uneasiness he felt with the redhead's presence in the room.
"Kazunari."
He was the only one with a black suit and a tie in the same colour. On his right sat a green haired boy with glasses, black suit and green tie.
"Shintarou."
He had his arms folded, his legs crossed and was casually leaned back in his seat. The last two, one had bright blonde hair and a pair of hazel eyes that seemed to smile. Next to him sat a black haired man with clear orbs in the colour of the ocean.
"Ryouta, Yukio."
The blond haired boy had a bright smile on his lips and seemingly didn't understand the seriousness of the situation. His partner wore a deep scowl and looked all but pleased at the other boy's behaviour, but he resisted the urge to kick the stupid idiot.
There was plenty of time for that later, after all.
Slowly the redhead, who still stood by the door, turned his head to stare at a vacant spot, before slowly raising an eyebrow.
"I see someone is missing."
His voice was calm, but nobody missed the menacing aura suddenly surrounding the dangerous man in front of them.
'I really hope for him he has a good reason for this.' thought the barely smaller boy standing behind the furious boss and smiled nervously.
Yawning, a midnight blue haired and slightly dark skinned boy was lying under a tree near the forest at the outskirts of town, lazing away the whole day without a care in the world.
The only thing he had to do today was to attend a meeting called in by the boss of the Generation of Miracles himself. It was about the recent murders - scratch that, more like massacres - that had happened this month. Every victim who was targeted was a member of one of the great tribes. It was clearly meant to provoke them.
Really, who was suicidal enough to try and oppose them? Idiots, that's who.
"Try and catch me, hahah~!"
The shouting of kids interrupted his train of thought as they ran around playing catch and laughing happily.
He yawned again and leisurely, almost reluctantly sat up. Slowly he looked around, rubbing his eyes sluggishly.
Really, those kids shouldn't be so far away from the town, not with all these incidents happening. What were their parents thinking, just let,-
He narrowed his eyes when he saw a man approaching the children.
He had short, dark red hair and matching brown-red eyes. He wore a black jacket, dark blue jeans and black sneakers. Nothing special one would say normally, yes. But not with the two guns strapped to his belt. And the blue haired man would lay his hand in fire and bet these were more than ready to be used.
"Damn it!"
He cursed under his breath and stood up, breaking into a full run not a second later. The redhead turned a moment too late, props to him he even noticed the other with the speed he had, and got thrown to the ground face first with the bluenette pinning him down.
"What the hell!? Let me go you bastard!"
He had a deep, orotund voice which was thick with anger and annoyance at the moment. Despite that and against his will the bluenette shivered pleasantly when it reached his ears.
What the... He didn't have time to dwell on that weird fact because the other did not take kindly to being shoved down on the ground. He started blindly thrashing around, trying to hit his attacker somewhere so he could free himself. Not for long though, because he was knocked out by a hit on his head and blacked out.
Making sure the other was really out cold, the dark skinned boy let go of the unconscious guy, removed the guns from him and threw them aside for the moment. Better safe then sorry. He wouldn't take the chance of that dude waking up and shooting him.
He looked the other man over. His face looked almost peaceful and relaxed, which was odd considering the circumstances of his unconsciousness. He looked, dare he think it, cute like that, like an ang,- What. The. Actual. Fuck.
He did not just think that a potential cold blooded murderer looked cute in his sleep. Nope. Not a chance. He violently shook his head to clear it of such ridiculous thoughts and took out his phone, dialling his bosses' number.
Ring. Ri-
"Daiki."
Well, that was fast.
"How nice of you to call. Mind enlightening me of your whereabouts? After all, the meeting started half an hour ago."
The man by the name of Daiki paled considerably and broke out in a nervous sweat.
"Shit. Listen, I've got a good reason for this."
"Oh, I'm certain you have."
Daiki shivered at the voice. It was calm but it promised endless suffering if he wasn't able to explain.
"I've got a suspect."
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