As everyone rushed out, Luna quietly slipped into an alley. As she expected, no one noticed. 'That was a bit too easy...' Quickly, she jumped from the ground to a windowsill, and from there to the roof of the building... Well, almost, anyway. She had managed to grab onto the edge, but was hanging from the side. 'If I were smarter, I would have changed at school... Now I have to be careful when I jump!' Luna struggled a bit more and found herself on top of the building. 'Well, at least it's quicker this way...' She dusted herself off as she stood up, turned in the direction of her house, and ran, leaping from building to building with extreme grace.

As soon as she hit the door, the first thing to come off was her shoes. 'Why must humans wear these damn things? I'm surprised I still have feet left!'

"Hello, Luna." The deep voice made Luna jump. Turning around, Luna saw that it belonged to a pale man, about her height with long fangs. His hair is what made Luna recognize him, however, because she knew only one person with short, dark brown hair and a large scarlet plume of hair hanging off to one side at the front.

"Oh, it's just you, Izuru... Kinda scared me there..."

"Sorry."

"Where is everyone?"

"Out hunting... or being hunted, as it seems..."

There was a long pause. As Izuru was preparing to say something, the lights flickered, distracting both at once. "Damn blackouts..." Izuru muttered under his breath at the lights as they flickered their last. "Been doing this all day..."

"Well, I'm starving. Can we hook up the microwave to our generator? I'd like some ramen..."

"I have to find it first... Hang on." As Izuru turned to the pile of electronic devices, Luna could have sworn she heard something in a nearby closet.

"Keep looking, Izu. I'm gonna look in this closet... I think I heard something..."

"If it's one of those hunters, please give him a good slash for me."

"Sure thing." 'But it has a strong aura... I don't think it could be a hunter...' Glancing around, Luna found and grabbed a sword from a nearby wall. The black and scarlet blade had been her mother's, and Luna knew it was illegal to have a sword in modern day Japan, yet she could not throw it away. It no longer even had use, typically being used as a decoration in the apartment. As Luna attached the sword to her side, she heard the noise again, this time sounding far louder and stronger. It seemed to call her, to subconsciously drag her to the closet door, to make her put her hand on the knob, to open the door... and get sucked in, the door slamming behind her.

Authoress: *is surprised that this much of her formatting actually stayed put this time*

Izuru: So, when is the old story going down?

Authoress: Whenever I get enough of this written. No comments yet, but if I get a good review, then I may consider keeping this.

Izuru: I'll get those reviews! *runs out*

Authoress: ... Well... Maybe it won't be as bad as last time... Sayonara, everyone!