Ok! So here is the chapter 2 for you guys! :D Argh! I'm so sorry about the typo on the end of the chapter 1! The message from my beta threw itself on a VERY weird place x)

Yay! In this chapter, we see Kanda and Lavi!

Enjoy^^

"November 7th, year 2012, 6:09pm…I have successfully entered my hiding place, and no dark beasts followed me this time. I'm not injured, besides from the small wound on my palm. My temperature is 36.7, so I'm not ill or anything. This is Allen Walker, stopping from recording now."

The white haired boy placed the small black recorder on the table, sitting down on the soft mattress. He looked around the room, eying every corner, as in to be sure that no beasts would jump on him from any corner. The room wasn't anything special; it was medium sized, and it had a small kitchen on the corner of it. In middle of the room, there was an L shaped couch. But at the other side of the room, there was a big bed, night drawers on either side of it.

Allen ran his fingers through his white locks, closing his mist colored eyes. His heart was still beating with a too fast pace, all his nerves still haven't calmed down yet. He placed his right hand above his chest, right where his heart is. He rubbed the spot, as if wanting to calm the rummaging heart down. The boy shook his head, taking a deep breath, telling himself that everything will be fine.

The boy yawned widely, as he settled down on the pure white pillow. His silver locks spread on the white pillow, like the softest silk on the whole world. His big, sky gray eyes stared up at the stony ceiling. His eyes were emotionless, like his whole face as well. Millions of thoughts went through his head, but none of them could be seen on his expression.

Allen blinked, before reaching to the night drawer next to him. There was a small button, and he reached to it with his pale fingers. He snapped the button, and the small room went pitch dark. Allen gasped a little, as he buried his face to the pillow. The horrible screeching outside was really loud; they were looking for him.

Horrible screeching and screaming could be heard, and many other sounds as well. He could hear the howling coming from nearby; making the screeching creatures retreat further from the white haired boy's hearing distance. He threw the blanket over his head, trying to forget the fact that the creatures outside were looking for food and for the most delicious blood in the world…

…Looking for him.

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The sun has finally disappeared from the horizon, the darkness taking over the country. The dark creatures came back to their original form, howling and screaming for the moonlight. That was their source of light at this time of the evening. The beasts came out from their hiding, looking at the large, silvery moon rising to the sky. The half moon was shining brightly above the country, the silver stars shining all around the silvery moon.

The moonlight was making the white villa on top of a small hill shine. The moonlight rays evaded through the large windows, as well passing the somewhat thick curtains that covered the windows for a reason. The moon lightened up a certain room at the top floor of the villa, hitting directly to a king sized bed in the middle of the royal-like room.

There was a figure underneath the thick covers of the bed, twitching lightly, as the moonlight was lightening up the whole room. A small, but somewhat dangerous groan could be heard from underneath the covers, before it went quiet. But the horrible screeching coming from the outside was making the figure twitch again, this time making him move more underneath the sheets.

"Fuck those winged whores…so fucking loud at this time of evening," The figure growled in a low and dangerous voice that could even make were-wolves want to escape from his sight.

The moonlight, being stubborn as always, moved a bit more into the room. The moon rays were now directly hitting the king sized bed, revealing the raven silk spread on the crimson sheets of the bed. His pale and mostly perfect skin was so clear, like the moon. His beautiful face was revealed; perfect lips, beautiful eyebrows and eyelashes. But one thing for sure; his face was nowhere near serene and calm.

With one screech, his eyes suddenly snapped open, killing-rage filling those dark gray orbs. He muttered something under his breath, his lips moving swiftly, as he kept that murdering look on his eyes. The atmosphere in the room went chilly and dangerous, as the dark orb flashed bright red. If looks could blow someone's head, then that someone would be missing their precious brains. But a person who would annoy him, apparently didn't own brains.

His whole body suddenly drags itself upward, like a wire would be pulling him into sitting position from his chest. He leaned forward, his raven hair falling forward, and hiding his whole face. He leaned backwards a bit, sitting up straight. He rolled his both shoulder, creaking sounds coming from them. He let out a satisfied sigh, and threw his head back, the raven silk going over his head, landing on his bare back.

"I warned you, fuckers…" He opened his dangerous eyes, a sick grin forming on his lips, as he glanced to the window. He revealed his sharp fangs, as his wicked smirk widened.

The winged creatures took over the skies, soaring like devils and diving in the skies like eagles. Their large and messy gray wings moving smoothly, but still somewhat messy; it didn't really stop the fun they had. They flew around each others, letting out horrible screams to echoes through the night; as if to want to wake up every dark beast on the country.

Their birdie faces glanced down on the countries, not seeming satisfied, as the roads of the countries seemed quiet and empty. Seemed like their wake up screams hasn't affected everybody yet. They exchanged few looks, seeming very mischievous. The birds went higher and higher, and when they reached to the top level, they started to dive down. They folded their wings, dove down and opened their beaks. They let out a horrible scream; all of them at the same time.

Bad mistake…

One of the harpies opened its wings, going back to the higher levels of the air. It seemed very satisfied with its screeching, because some other animals and beasts screamed in response, not very pleased to be exact. The harpy seemed to be satisfied with its work, getting some werewolves to run out from their hiding spots, looking up to the group of harpies with these crimson red eyes, which looked twice dangerous with the anger they held on their eyes. The harpies seemed to be really suicidal, because they continued that horrible scream of theirs; exactly knowing that it was annoying the hell out of the flesh hungry-beasts.

A certain harpy flied on the lowest level from all of them, looking down at the angry wolves and pretty pissed demon lizards. The harpy almost made a face that resembled an evil grin. The winged creature opened its beak, ready to let out a horrible scream to piss them off once more. The beak opened slowly, revealing the gray, stone look like tongue on its mouth.

However, the harpy made a shift dodge, as something was about to crash on the winged creature from above. The harpy let out a panicked scream, looking down at the falling frame. It…was a harpy. But there was something wrong. It didn't have wings attached on it. The wings were flying down, after the poor harpy. The blood was bursting out from its sides, where its wings are supposed to be.

The falling one's eyes were stoned, as if from the shock that the poor creature had gotten. The bird like creature fell to the ground, but soon a pack of werewolves surrounded the defenseless creature. The harpy on the air just watched for a second, as the werewolves fisted on its friend, ripping the feathers off from the harpy, before ripping its skin apart, eating the insides. The harpy suddenly let out a loud scream, as something swift flew by. The creature didn't have to time to turn its head, before it flew off from rest of its body.

The blood spilled out from the hole, where its head is supposed to be. Its head fell first, body following close behind and leaving blood drops on the air. The other winged creatures watched in horror, as they saw a frame, with large, black feather wings, flying on front of the moon. It was soaring swiftly, moving its large and raven wings smoothly.

Suddenly, it stopped in mid air, spreading its wings wide and soaring on the same spot. It was a man, who had beautiful raven hair moving elegantly, as the wind blew against it. His hair was tied into high ponytail, and two strands of long hair were falling from either side of his face. His eyes were closed at the moment, as he moved his wings slightly in mid air. He held a long katana in his hands, the blade of it red from the harpy blood.

His black coat was flapping, as the winds got slightly stronger. The man brought the blade up to his face, sniffing the bloody spot on his blade. He opened his mouth, making an ill face, as he smelled the harpy blood in his blade. He revealed the sharp fangs on his mouth, before they disappeared from sight as he closed his mouth. Instead, he opened his dark gray eyes, looking down at the group of harpies. He showed his teeth again, swinging the blade on front of him, straightening his hand forward.

"How many fucking times do I have to tell you, that when Kanda Yuu is sleeping…" He growled dangerously, before moving his wings slightly. In a swift movement, he drew his wings against his back, and started to dive down from his high spot.

"…Don't be so fucking loud!"

The redheaded youngster stopped on his doings, turning his head back to the mountains, as he was hearing horrible screeching. The screeching wasn't anything new, but it sounded like… they were screaming for help and fear. His emerald eye kept looking at the mountains, only wondering what was going on. He held onto the rock, as he stopped the climbing for a second. This made his companion stop as well, and look at the redhead.

"What is it now, Lavi?" Gouren asked, sounding slightly worried from the fact that his friend seemed to eye the horizon suspiciously. Lavi blinked, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion as the noise was starting to slacken. But one thing for sure; the air was bringing a familiar and somewhat delicious smell to his nostrils.

Blood.

From out of nothing, something heavy fell on the redhead's head, waking him up from his flood of thoughts. He yelped loudly and turned his attention back to his friend above him, rubbing the sore spot on his head.

"Stop daydreaming about succubus, and let's get moving, Bunny!" The other male said, clearly annoyed from the fact that he was being ignored. He continued climbing up on the hard and cold stone, muttering curses about stupid rabbits and humping needs under his breath.

"You know, Gouren, I can hear you," Lavi said and narrowed his eyes, as his friend let out a loud 'Hmph!' apparently trying to pay back from Lavi ignoring him. Lavi sighed, mostly in annoyance. He was still worried from the sounds, but he decided to let it go for a second. "Gouren, you act like a girl…"

"If that was an invitation to bed with you, forget about it," The other male responded, finally reaching the top spot on the rock wall. He lifted himself on the sand road, crawling away from the edge of the road. He stood up, and dusted his clothes from the dirt that came from the climbing. He looked down on his emerald eyed friend, who was nowhere to be seen.

"Nah…I'd rather not. You might bitch slap me in middle of the fuck, if you continue turning into a girl," The brown haired boy suddenly jumped in surprise, as he heard his friend's low voice behind his back. He swiftly turned around, only to see Lavi standing right in front of him, his lips tucked up in a small grin.

"Please don't do that, Lavi," Gouren warned, as the other male rolled his emerald orb. Both of them walked on the mountain road, looking at the mountains that were lightened by the moonlight rays. It was beautiful, but somewhat lonely. It was so far away from everything, and it was almost hard to hear the elves beautiful singing from the black forests. One thing still bothered the redhead…

The screaming has stopped.

"Finally…fucking bird shits are dead…"

The raven-haired man growled out, as he looked down on the dining werewolves. He took a small tissue out from his pocket, wiping his blade from the blood that he had scattered on the night. Kanda sheathed his sword and spread his wings wider.

He started to soar forward to the lights coming from the town. The feathers on his raven wings were shaking as the wind gathered underneath his wings, keeping him in the air. The dark eyed male eyed the ground, hoping that there would be something interesting to eat. Nothing was really seen in the dark countryside, but it didn't stop Kanda from looking for his pray. He tried to sense something; any movements going on at the ground underneath him.

Then, something caught his interested, making him a fly a large circle on the midair. A small mansion, which was made of white tile and it, had two small towers pointing to the sky. The house from inside seemed quite dead, or that was what he saw from the windows while circling the building. But one thing made him uneasy; he could have sworn that he did feel a presence somewhere near.

Oh, the lucky day, if there would be a pure human for him to feast on. Kanda is getting sick of mixed bloods and succubus. Kanda's taste was getting too high, that he almost gave up on werewolves as well. Succubus were still tasty, somewhat. The women skin was always so soft and pale, almost inviting the young boy to eat to the whole package in one mouthful. The flesh…the soft flesh breaking like a thick paper against his sharp fangs…the deliciousness pouring into his mouth.

Then, all of the sudden, Kanda stopped his soaring, as a horrible scream was being heard from the town. But as soon as the screaming started, an evil and wicked laughter being louder was heard. The screaming and begging abruptly stopped one by one. Kanda could hear with his sharp hearing when the blood was splattered on the certain place. The Japanese man frowned, and then sighed out in frustration.

"Stupid humans…every fucking time…" He said, before she swiftly changed his course and glided on the night sky, heading to the direction, where the voices came from.

The young redhead eyed the crystal clear water trickling down the mountain, as he stopped on his tracks, with his friend right behind him. The small waterfall poured down from a certain hole, starting to fall down from the mountain. The emerald eye narrowed a little, as he looked at the waterfall more clearly. Then, all of a sudden, a hand was pressed on his shoulder.

"Stop daydreaming, Lavi, and let's get going!" Gouren said, obviously annoyed from the standing and staring with no good reason. Lavi sighed out quietly, as he headed to the small waterfall. Gouren was now ahead of him, walking to the direction of the waterfall with a fast pace.

The brown haired boy stopped in front of the waterfall, eying Lavi from the corner of his eye. Lavi said nothing, as the boy continued to look him for a while. But the redhead could see a slight concern on the others eye. Gouren said nothing, as he walked next to the waterfall, finding a small entrance. He slipped smoothly through the small entrance, disappearing behind the waterfall.

Lavi sighed out, running his fingers on his crimson locks, as he looked up to the night sky. He glanced at the stars for a while, wishing that he could be somewhere else than here… but he couldn't. Lavi had learned through the years that reality was an annoying bitch and a tough one as well. The crimson haired boy looked at the waterfall once more, before moving closer to the waterfall.

The emerald-eyed boy slipped from the same hole as well, entering a cave filled with candles. Lavi eyed the large cave, as the candles lightened the dark space. Lavi could see well in the dark, because he had an excellent night vision. He saw Gouren sitting against the wall, looking slightly troubled and upset. Lavi raised an eyebrow at that, but turned his head forward swiftly, as he saw something moving further in the cave, where the candle light's didn't reach anymore.

The young boy could see the red orbs watching at him from the distance; those dangerous eyes scanning his whole body, before stopping at his hand, as he was holding the small bag on it. Lavi felt a bit uneasy, as the dark figures came out from the shadows. He could see a tall man, with neck length black hair. The man's eye was deep red for a second, before turning blue. The man wore an expensive suit, the black silk shining on the candle lights. Lavi's expression softened, as he relaxed his slightly tense muscles on his body.

"Welcome back, Lavi," The man put his face into a kind and warm smile, but it didn't seem to have any affection on the redhead. Lavi sent a slight glare, as if asking him to drop that fake smile. "I see that you got what I asked, right?"

Lavi looked at the bag on his hand, before looking back at the man. At that moment, more shadowy figures were coming out of the shadow, standing slightly behind the man. Lavi sighed out in frustration, and nodded.

"Yes. I am holding what you asked for, Dono"

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Me is so sorry! It's a stupid cliffie :(…I think…x) But anyways! Here are the main characters! In the next chapter, they will finally meet each others, and we will see some of the other DGM characters! :D

Thank you for my wonderful and lovely beta, who wasted her precious time on this fic! :D She says hi to all of you! :D

For me and for my wonderful beta, would you be kind and review?

Or else I'm sending Kanda to suck your brains out….

But you'll probably just love that, right? XD Just kiddin'!