A/N: So, when did I last update?
Okay, I am extremely sorry for not updating regularly (0.0) I hope I will be able to update more frequently now- I know I said my holidays started, but, before I knew it, half of my holidays are over! What am I to do know?!
I'll stop complaining about my life problems now, let's get on with the story- *soft sobbing*

GUREN'S P.O.V. ~

I walked slowly down the long hallway, not wanting to face the man I had something to report to. The guilt of my actions subsided in the back of my mind, but I knew it was the right thing to do…or maybe it wasn't. I wasn't the one to decide such things.

The large door at the end of the seemingly endless corridor waited there, as it did always. I entered this room every day, but today it was ostensibly more menacing. That was possibly because of the atmosphere created by the person waiting inside.

-Flashback-

Closing the door behind me, I quickly unbuttoned the uncomfortable JIDA uniform, pushing it off my shoulders and hanging it clumsily in the wardrobe. Not that I cared, though.

The thin, white fabric of the undershirt was still too sore and prickly, leading me to unfasten the few buttons on it. Throwing my large frame on the bed, I kicked the covers off. It made a scary, loud noise.

"Summer is the worst…" I breathed out to myself, softly. I turned onto my side before shifting my thoughts to what was going on in my head.

That Yuu, such a young boy, how was he capable of annoying the whole army? That small, petite build… I wondered how he had so much determination in that small heart of his.
Speaking of the boy, he apparently talks in his sleep. Not much of a surprise, but he talks about some confidential stuff.

For example, today, he was talking about some girl's Seraph. Probably his adopted sisters'.
We needed those Seraph's.

I sat up, tiredly trudging over to the dresser, which contained lots of drawers. Grabbing onto the handle of the topmost one, I pulled at it. It refused to open. I tugged harshly, and that's when it opened with a slight crack noise. That's what I expected anyway, I hadn't opened this drawer for months.

It contained a cell phone. I never used electronics, what use were they of anyway? At the very least, I had no time for them either. I picked up the small piece of impracticality and held it in front of me. Just as I was about to press the power button, there was a soft knock on the door.

Startled, I stared at the rectangular slice of wood. Then I answered gruffly, "Come in," I wasn't in the mood for talking with any other human. I had no desire for any type of contact. But maybe I would accept an animal for company…

The small entry opened with a gentle creak. A familiar face peeked through the frame. "G-Guren-sama?" the soft voice said with a hint of doubt. I knew this voice, and her face. It was Sayuri, my comrade in battle. Looking at her sleepy face made me feel a sharp pang of shame and remorse. I might have woken her up from slumber.

"What are you here for?" I spoke, getting straight to the point. Beating around the bush was not my cup of tea. "U-um…" her face colored a bright pink. "It's not what you think…" she stammered.

"I know that," My voice had not a hint of emotion. "W-what are you doing awake at…at this hour?" she replied, taking a small pause to yawn.

"I wasn't sleepy, so I thought I'd surf the net for a while," I lied right through my teeth, waving the phone in my hand, and she innocently believed it. "Right…" she said, looking at the floor with her gentle eyes.

"It's not healthy to s-stay up very late, you might oversleep and be in trouble… s-so it's best you go to sleep quickly, ok…?" There she goes again, being the 'mom-friend' she always is. She has primitive beliefs, but I didn't want to tell her that so coldly, so I simply replied with a friendly, "Sure. Goodnight."

She meekly gave me one of her humble smiles and closed the door with a click, and I heard her footsteps fade from outside the room. Sighing, I stared at the phone in my hands.

I switched it back on and sat down on the large wooden chair as it did so. As soon as the home screen flashed on the phone, it gave a notification which seemed urgent. "Battery low, huh…" I glanced at the battery percentage. It was at thirteen percent.

The time displayed on the screen was 4:36, anti-meridian. It sure was late.

I clicked on the application called 'contacts', and scrolled through until I found the one I was searching for. I pressed on the contact called "The Furry Eyebrow Man", chuckling to myself as I proceeded to call him. One of the benefits of having a cell was that you get to name anyone absolutely anything.

After four rings, Kureto picked up.

"What is it?"
"You're not going to say 'hello'? Rude,"
"Like you're one to speak,"
"Says the one who-"
"What it is?"

I scowled before answering him.

"Yuichiro Hyakuya. His adoptive sister also has a Seraph. And I reckon she's alive,"
"What are you saying?"
"Are you deaf or stupid?"
"Is that a way to talk to your superior?"

The anger was boiling inside me. I scoffed before I replied,

"I have something important to tell you, so we meet tomorrow,"
"Can't you say it here?"
"My phone is about to die,"
"You're so careless."

Not giving me a chance to reply, he hung up.

-End of Flashback-

So, here I was, making my way to the room where Kureto sat, waiting for me. Why was he the first person who came to my mind when I thought of that Seraph in Yuu's sister? I don't know. Just what is going on in my mind? Why am I not able to figure out myself?!

I stopped in front of the large door, the carved gargoyles guarding the door. The designs on the decorated piece of wood made me want to throw up. Who had the time to do this kind of useless thing after the apocalypse and the virus?

I harshly knocked on the sturdy door, the sound reverberating through the empty hall. It wasn't that late, but being five in the evening meant most of the armies were out at war.

"Come in," the familiar voice stated. I pushed the heavy door open and greeted the man inside with my usual scowl. "What is it that you wanted to tell me?"

"I feel like we need that girl's Seraph." I said, surprising myself with how honest I was.

"What makes you think that way? And how are you sure she's alive?" he replied in that frustrating, monotone voice. "Yuu will fight back if we tell him we want his Seraph. That girl, on the other hand, is not a part of the army; she doesn't even know we exist. And on top of that, she's a woman. She probably won't have the energy or will to fight back."

He scoffed before mumbling, "What a sexist," but quickly regained his posture and replied to me more forcefully, "What about her still being alive? How do you think in that way?"

I vigorously forced the lump in my throat down and spoke daintily, "Yuu told me a certain vampire took a liking to her. I feel like he doesn't intend to kill her," I averted my eyes, feeling uncomfortable.

"A vampire? Of what rank was it?"

"He," I corrected him. Even though they were detestable, it wasn't proper etiquette to call them as though they were things. They are more powerful than us anyway.

"What rank?" he said, with more force this time.

"He is a Seventh progenitor," I deftly replied. Kureto's eyes widened to the size of teacups. "If she's serving a vampire of that rank… she must be very important. How do we capture her?"

"I suggest we send an army of a small number," I said. Kureto might have thought I lost my brains, but I was speaking with much intelligence. "And we don't attack straight away. We pretend to be minor vampires, make our way into where the girl is kept, faint her, and carry her back. Doesn't it sound quite easy?" I adeptly added, a smile finding its way onto my face.

Kureto stared at his desk, as if he was contemplating whether to go with my idea or not. The truth was, I stayed awake the whole night trying to come up with something. Why was I so much into the idea of capturing her?

"Your plan is well thought-out, but I'm not sure if it may succeed," He wasn't making a lot of sense. This was his way of indirectly saying, "No." But instead of leaving myself hanging on the thinnest branch, I just asked his instead. "So, are we doing it?"

He smirked faintly before answering in a authoritative tone-

"We're executing the plan."

A/N: -DRUMROLLS-

New arc! FINALLY, we're getting somewhere with the story.
Now there will be more cliffhangers!
I wonder if anyone is still reading this-

See you later, then, reader-san! \(^0^\)

~Legend-chi