So sorry this took so long. I got KHDDD a while ago and played that whenever I had free time, so I really distracted and I got busy. Again, so sorry! Nobody reviewed! Please remember to read and review. On to the story.

Namine's POV

Looking through the Organization's records is not an easy task. The only organization is by decade. Couldn't they have put them in order by day? Or at least year, and by category? I've been digging through here for about an hour, but I have also only gotten to the 1940's. The VHO goes back about twenty years before the revolutionary war. But you would think I would've found something about the mosaic by now. Why haven't they moved these files onto a computer, or placed the modern records on there? I would've been done by now if they actually did have these on the lovely computer.

"Looking for something?" I see Ven had woken up.

I placed the file down and turned to face Ven. "Yeah, do you know anything about that mosaic in Cloud's office?"

He thought about it for a second. "This is one of those times where I don't know. All I know is that it's made out of emeralds."

"Well that's not much help."

"Why are ya suddenly so interested in it anyway?"

"I don't know. It feels like one of those have to know things."

He grabbed the next file and said, "I have nothing to do, so I might as well help ya out."

"Thanks."

Roxas's POV

No wonder Ven likes sparring with her. She's practically a challenge to him. I can't even get close to her. Hazel was giving orders and throwing out tips while I tried to avoid getting hit by that chain she was swinging around.

The chain wrapped itself around my ankle. "Oh shit!" My foot went out from under me fast enough to where I couldn't shift my balance to the other foot. I landed on my back, the impact knocking the wind out of me.

Hazel gave me a disapproving look, "Don't cus when there lil' kids runnin' 'round!"

I sighed, "Sorry, I was just really startled. That's all."

Hazel rolled her eyes, "Well ya need to fix that. You won't see every attack coming, and every enemy has different tricks up their sleeve, so ya have ta' be ready at all times."

"Yeah, I know. Are ya ready to call it a day?"

"Sure."

I turned around to automatically bump into someone. "Sorry man." I apologized and hurried out the door to search for Namine.

I found Ven in the cafeteria. I asked if he knew where she was. "Yeah, she left for a mission about half an hour ago. I think it's somewhere around Asheville. Not sure, could be in Boone."

I took a seat across from him, "Oh." I thought about when he froze up back in the office. "Hey, why'd ya freeze up like that in the office?"

He bit his lip, thinking of a way to explain it. "Um, ya know when mom died? And that nightmare ya had a year later?"

"Yeah." Damn, I forgot to ask him about that!

"Well... Saying she died in a car crash was a cover-up, which I guess ya already figured." he let out a nervous chuckle. "In that nightmare you saw how mom really died, and how I really ended up with that broken arm and leg. The snake-head infestation took enough lives to where the leadman at that time was considering doing exclusive recruiting. The slayers of the VHO were devastated, and they all left the infestation to have at least a small fear of snakes." I could tell Ven was getting fidgety, normal for him when snakes are mentioned. It was amazing that he was able to talk about this. "The fact that they're coming back again, I just froze up."

"Okay so you and Namine were looking for information on the mosaic earlier, right?" We both jumped at the sound of Pence's voice. He laughed and took a seat next me. "Before World War One, the VHO went by the name Emerald Hunters. We changed it to sound more modern. The WSA used to be the Sapphire hunters. Like we have an emerald mosaic, they have one of sapphire."

"Did our ancestors like to hunt emeralds or somethin'?" Ven asked.

Pence thought about it for a second. "No, it's just that the freakies back then loved to hoard gems. The eastern half of North America favoring emeralds, the western half favored sapphire. So we decided to name ourselves after the gem."

"Why didn't Namine or I just ask you?"

Namine's POV

We were in the outskirts of Asheville. Luckily in an area where nobody went.

My sword was covered in blood, thanks to this being a large coven. I stabbed the vampire in front of me and moved on to the next one.

This one was had a lot of fat and muscle mixed in, and has to be the ugliest vampire I've ever seen. He landed a punch in my gut. I staggered backward while I caught my breath. Well, that hurt. I also need to get this moving. I pulled out my petrify knife from my combat boot, leaning back into a striking stance. The obese vampire laughed. I couldn't help but smirk. He had no idea the danger he was in.

I striked, his laughter silenced by clod, hard stone. I didn't put the knife away. I went berserk and turned every vampire left to stone. Their screams would abruptly stop, the fear frozen in their eyes, I cherished it.

A smile crept across my face. Another successful solo mission. It's been a while since I've had one, I forgot how nice it felt to be on one.

Dragging the not stone bodies into a pile, I set fire to them. The flames danced as the bodies turned to ash. Taking the walkie-talkie from the side of my hip, I said, "Mission successful."

A helicopter took me back to HQ.

Roxas's POV

The seal was burning again. I watched as it sent more vines swirling down my arm and curled around my fingers. It took up a lot of energy not cry out in pain. I lied my head back onto the pillow.

Ven was having dinner with Hazel, so that just left me in one of the dorms to relax. To think that just a couple months ago, I was the orphan whose dad killed himself after the mom died in a car accident. Now I'm a slayer in-training, and an orphan whose died battling a deadly force. Thing's are moving so fast these days. I don't know if I'll be able to keep up.

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