There is a certain feeling of dread and the mist is rather fine tonight. Along the deserted streets and among the rats stood the fox. He looked on, careful to sight that not much could be seen around him. Not much... The fact that there was someone, even if it was a shadow, who could not be caught by his sight still disturbed him. It was a frightening thing to no longer be able to use his sight and he felt a shuddering primal feeling from it.

"Gilberto," A luring voice. But he knew better then to fall for such a honey ridden voice. "What troubles you?" A rather finely shaped woman came from the shadows and slowly closed the space between the two bodies.
"Lowen." The thief nods and looks towards the direction of the other shadow. "Luven, Joseph, Liam, and Sereb." He nods towards the rooftops then the corners around him.

Slowly human figures become distinguishable from each directions he had glanced at. Two figures jump down from the rooftop rather easily and land with such balance and grace that is impossible for mere human beings. Luven has a beautiful face, almost as beautiful as his twin sister Lowen's, with a skinny figure that was rather feminine. Luven smiled rather childishly and innocently, something that would have been believable should there be no hint of blood from the tips of his arrows as well as the beautiful ashen bow. Joseph was a stark contrast compared with the boy. Joseph was well built and tall with scars all over his body. This included his neck and it was surprising to see that he still retained all his limbs. Liam was short figure who shied himself away close to the wall rather then human beings. Sereb had a typical mercenary's leather armor that seemed rather charmingly too big for the man's tall frame. A grin was upon his lips, but there was a certain coldness dripping just as the spear, which he held, repelled the droplets of moisture away slowly.

"Long time no see." Joseph grunts and the fox nods to him gratefully. "Why the long face?" The voice is somehow unusually whole and almost heartening. Normally the thief would wonder how the scarred man could maintain this voice and others would tease the giant for it as the fox pondered.
"Hmm..." Sereb mused. "How long has it been since more then three of us gathered together?"
"Too long." Liam wisps. His voice is silent to the point where it is no more then a mere escape of air. However the others hear and agree.
"Ehh, where is Kyanos?" Luven tilts his head, allowing the pale colored hair to fall softly down his side.

Instantly all the gazes are directed towards the fox. There is a moment of silence as the fox calculates his words but Sereb breaks it.
"I bet he betrayed." The mercenary smiles as if amused.
"I had heard that his friends had gotten murdered." Lowen whispers seductively before pulling herself away from the thief and back to her twin brother.
"You were an exception since you weren't born within. But he is not." Liam breaths again.
"It will be hard for me to hunt him." Joseph spoke before going back into the corner. "Count me out."
"Eh," Luven rolls his eyes. "Well, I am up for it."
"Hmmm..." Lowen ponders. "I'd rather not. He isn't my taste." Luven simply rolls his eyes again at the remark.
"What of you fox?" Sereb asks with that same grin upon his face.

"I cannot participate." La Volpe spoke in a low voice.
"Shame." Sereb pulls himself off from the wall and in an instant of couple of jumps, he is upon the roof. "Poor Kyanos. I'd love to slaughter him." He laughs before disappearing.
Two of the eight shadows.
"It's been a while since I last had a sating hunt." The whisper soon dissipates and the fox is left alone.
Three of the eight shadows.
That'll be more then enough for any target.

"Monster. Huh." Aleta mumbles as she watches the poison's vapor slowly drip from the gaps between the building and the window. The man would have died by now, but she had lingered as she had no purpose nor a place to go. After all of the white vapor was gone, she stood upon the ledge, aiming for the flower cart below, and jumped. It was a precise and simple movement in which she caught her self lazily in the end to land properly and not on her head. She then quickly jumped off, dusted herself away of flowers, and melted into an alleyway. From here on was a mindless wondering that continued on endlessly. There was something so boring and yet something so intricate about wondering around the areas that seemed to repeat itself and yet differed.

Differed. Yea, this one definitely differed. The scent of blood warned her and she immediately jumped forward as she pulled out a vial and threw it down. A sharp sound told her of an arrow the place where she was and the denial of poisoned smoke told her to jump. This she did, just in time to prevent her ankles from being sliced by a spear. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the vial being snatched upward by a whip. Coldness went through her as she immediately dodged another arrow and jumped onto the wall to prevent the spear from getting her. Then she had to run across the wall to avoid the lethal whip.

Yes she had expected this. She had betrayed them after all. Ah, but she wasn't going to just simply die like this. No, she was going to make certain that they never take her skills lightly. Besides... Her bloodline was superior compared to them.

"Ehhh, you've improved." Sereb smiled and she almost felt the gaze as she turned the corner.

Sereb mastered in spear and had the ability of dominating the space around him. Liam had the ability of extreme speed while Luven had the ability of blood target. Aleta bit her lips. Either way the moment they drew blood from her would be her end. There was no way to escape Sereb's area nor was there a way to escape Luven's blood target. If her blood was drawn by Luven... Liam was the weakest, so perhaps that put her in favor. He had extreme speed, but he couldn't used it frequently enough. Meanwhile... She had to hide her own ability as to be what they believed it to be; disappearance.

Mentally she cussed the ancestors. If they had not mixed blood with those damned alien beings then perhaps she wouldn't have this ability. Perhaps the shadow itself wouldn't exist.
Perhaps then she wouldn't exist and she wouldn't have to force upon herself a reason for living so continuously.

She was rather tempted but knew better. But perhaps the temptation was still there, distracting her. Enough for the arrow to rip her cloak and enough for Sereb's space to come awfully close. She ducked quickly to prevent her hair from being caught by the whip. A feeling of heaviness was upon her stomach as she saw Sereb's grin. That blood thirsty grin and the frightening red hint in the eyes. She couldn't help but to freeze momentarily. It was a kind of overload of fear and to justify, Sereb was the strongest of the shadows.

This moment provided to be fatal as the spear immediately sliced her side open, drawing a flow of blood. From the grin, she saw that he was playing with her. If he now wished, he could have her head and yet... Yet he played with her! There was a sense of helpless rage as she attempted to dodge and avoid the blows. It was almost useless as blood dyed the black cloak richer as time passed by. Then she felt the presence of Liam behind her. Perhaps luck was in her side. She saw the slight hesitation in the movement of Sereb as Liam too was within the space controlled. Not wasting this small gap, she threw herself towards Liam and as the small figure flinched, dropped a vial that promptly shattered.

She saw the hurried movements and made herself scarce as the white mist provided her a much needed cover.
Cover. Yeah. Right.

The arrow came close by her again and she was forced to waste her energy in an attempt to avoid the arrows. If she had carried a normal blood, there was no way that she could possibly dodge the damned pieces of thin metal. That was, if she carried normal blood.

She sighted a wooden door and kicked it open, startling the rats inhabiting inside. Then with a rather rash thought, she circulated the energy within her veins and begin to form a chart. The mathematical formulas created chaos within her thoughts, but she forcefully organized it and recreated the chart as much as she needed to. Then as she felt Sereb's space, she finished the calculation and finalized it. The sudden rift, as she hadn't much time to prepare for it, created a faint gust of wind and the trace of energy would be obvious to the others. It didn't matter for now though. As long as she could get away...

"Ack. Guess I was too late." Sereb sighed and rolled his eyes as he saw the rift close. Sure he could forcefully open the rift again and follow, but what was the fun in that? Besides, knowing Kyanos, he'd have placed traps along the way even within such a short time. Perhaps his mistake was to hold back and consider Liam for a moment. Liam could probably track the chart, but he was now poisoned. Sereb knew of how hopeless Liam was now as he too was once poisoned with the same poison once. It was when he had driven Kyanos to the end just for the fun of it claiming that perhaps Kyanos wasn't much of a man. The boy, enraged, had thrown the vial. Idiotically enough, Sereb had sliced it open then.

He shivered lightly at the thought of the white mist that went on flowing out. Back then he was poisoned as he did not have such absolute control around his space. Back then he was given an antidote in which not even Michael could figure out. Either way, he was more then certain that Liam was dead. The poison wasn't called the 'Death's Touch' for nothing among themselves (Kyanos just called it a strong poison). It not only was fatal when breathed in, but it also seeped through clothes and skin into the veins. In another words, as long as you were within the area you were as good as dead. But perhaps the worst part of the poison was that it only killed humans and avoided the other life beings completely. It also vapored away after a relatively short amount of time, providing that not much more then a vial was spilled, and left nothing behind. Not even a small chemical reaction.

Luven quickly dropped inside of the room only to find Sereb yawning and lounging on the chair. "You lost him?" Luven accuses. Sereb just simply shrugs.
"Ehhhh, I never liked recalculating charts." The shadow moaned. "Besides, shouldn't we recover Liam?" Another yawn escapes from him.
"I have a feeling that someone is going to be very angry tonight." Luven blinks at the thought.
"Diial will always be Diial and be angry as Diial always gets." Sereb grins and he too opens a chart. "Well, you are stuck in the duty! See you alive!" He cheerfully waves before he too disappears into the rift. Luven stares after the fading twist in the air and slowly his face twists into a horrible expression of anger.
"Fuck you. Just fuck you."

"Ho! So Diial didn't kill you?" Sereb asks as he hung down from a wooden bar laid horizontally near the roof.
"Sister took care of it for me." Luven huffed and glared at the mercenary figure.
"Sha-me." Sereb sings horribly off tune as he drops and lands on the table. He then just sits down and smiles rather childishly at the shadows. "By the way, it seems that Kyanos really did inherit the blood. He could calculate rather fast."
"That's cause it was against you." Lowen scoffs. Her voices echoes and her exact location is rather hard to find.
"True that!" Sereb readily agrees.
"Her poison is still incredible as usual." A soft voice of a male admires.
"That damned thing killed my lovely Liam!" An enraged female voice intrudes.
"Yes, yes." Sereb smiles again. "Though I admit, she did grow more powerful then I last saw her." He sticks his lips out as if thinking. "Before, she'd have been the sixth. Now, I'd say she is the third at the very least."

A silence invades and every pairs of eyes within the room are directed towards Sereb.
"Woah, don't look at me like that." Sereb rolls his eyes. "But you all know that Kyanos was the only that inherited pure clan's blood even if he himself doesn't know. Besides, he is probably the only case of the two combining." There is a spark of interest in Sereb's eyes.
"Not true." Michael speaks softly. "Your blood too combines both."
"No. My blood consists of half pure and hwa. From what I could see from her, she had pure and something close to ma. Couldn't quite tell though." Then as if he just remembered, he pulls out his spear and tosses, toss for them and a fatal throw for humans, it at the location of Michael, who catches it easily. "There should be some blood within the hollows." He smiles rather wickedly.
"Interesting." Michael's presence is soon lost in the room.
"Anyways. Ma can't really combine, can it?" Diial frowns. "Ma is chaos. Pure blood tends to be more on the order side."
"Ehhh, maybe. Don't care, don't wanna think!" Sereb just falls onto the table and sticks his tongue out.
"Hwa I can understand. Ma? Are you sure it isn't uem? Uem is close to ma but it's more orderly." Diial continues on regardless, causing Sereb to sigh.
"Yea, but what I felt was definitely ma. Unless it's the mu, I am certain that it is something of ma. But then Michael should come out with it soon." So please shut up. Sereb added silently to the end.

"What about the case of Altair?" Sereb flinches at the graveling husky voice.
"He was a generation. Besides, his blood wasn't pure." Sereb stuck his tongue out rather childishly at the new figure.

The figure was extremely thin and it was hard to tell if it was a woman or a man. The baggy clothes didn't help as it was more or less a mess of cloths tied together to hide a figure. A wisp of white hair could be seen as well as glint of reflection from the eyes. However there wasn't much else to be seen from this small shaggy old figure.
"Yet it still retains power. Let use not forget why we let Auditores be."
"Auditores, Auditores, Auditores." Diial rolls her eyes. "You are obsessed with them."
"Of course I am." The baggy figure scoffs as if to a stupid child. "Their blood is locked. As long as it isn't disturbed, history will take place as it is."
"Except our lovely Kyanos has betrayed us." Sereb intrudes with a smile. There is a pause.

"I am getting tired of this loop." The figure breaks the silence with a dry laugh. "For Kyanos, it is a mere vengeance as he does not know. But for me it is a break in the loop. He is like a virus working to destroy this tireless loop and I shall join him." Instantly the room is filled with blood lust.
"You don't say? Mahun, since when were you so outspoken?" Lowen laughs crossly.
"Since I have unlocked all of my memories from my blood." Mahun chuckles darkly.
"Really?" Sereb jumps up from the table. There is a smile as well as a cold glint that seems innocently blood thirsty. "Still, you are something to proclaim such in the tower."
"Perhaps I am not in the tower." There is another dark chuckle as Mahun fades away. "You all forget, illusion is my ability."

"What do you want Joseph?" Kyanos growled at the scarred man in front of her. "Did you come to kill me as well?" She snapped and her face came close enough as if she planned on biting the large man's neck and ripping it out. "Did La Volpe tell you? Is that why you are here? To kill the betrayer?"

The pause is almost heavy as the darkness within the ancient passage underneath the city. Kyanos's figure is hunched as if a beast while the man just simply stands still, looking down upon the injured and bleeding shadow. Ex-shadow.

"What's wrong? Why no words? I guess it is true, hm? That the damned fox tell you and that you are here to end me. Isn't that it? Isn't that what you are going to do? Or are you going to wait until I simply bleed to death?" There is a hysterical anger within the voice and Joseph merely pulsed his lips together.
"Kyanos..." He manages to utter the words, there was a scent of pain within the voice that Kyanos immediately scoffed at.
"What's wrong Joseph? Getting weak all of a sudden?" She taunts and bites her lips as she tries hard not to see the man's expression. It's almost useless as her injuries caused her senses to heighten.
"..." Joseph pulses his lips to the point where it becomes pure white. "Leave Kyanos." He finally manages. "Sereb obtained your blood and Mahun and I both decided to betray." With this, Kyanos freezes and finds that she can only manage a small flinch as Joseph pets her head. "Mahun and I... We'll both likely be destroyed since we were part of the loop. But not you, Kyanos. You were born outside of the loop and so... leave. Please. Just for a few years. Isn't there a saying from the East? That a wise man's revenge takes three years?"
"No." Kyanos looks away. "The saying doesn't go like that." But she cannot correct Joseph as the man had already finished his calculations.
"Good night Kyanos. I wish that you wake up when the loop does not exist and where we never existed."

And believe it or not, that is the end of the prologue. :D

I know, I introduced a whole lot of characters... But the thing is, I am quite serious...

Well... I wanted to keep it going as Mid-BH, but then decided not to.

Why?

...

I don't like to research...

OTL