Ah and I deliver with another chapter for you pretty people. Spelling and grammatical errors get much worse because it's late and I want to sleep. I'm only going to ask you to review at the end of the last chapter, but feel free to review anytime, yeah?


Miyabi was much higher in the mansion than the rest of the group was. He had heard Gin's howl, but unlike the others, he understood that when Gin's howl died down, so did Gin. He continued stalking through the halls, waiting for the killer to come to him rather than going to find the killer.

A figure appeared ahead, limping forward. Their head was down and they were holding their side as if they were in pain. Miyabi raised an eyebrow. Did Gin actuallymanage to injure him? He wondered, feeling a new kind of respect for the deceased werewolf. The figure sank to their knees a few meters away, a cry preceding their fall. Yup, he injured him… wait…

Moving closer, seeing silver hair shining in the moonlight coming through the windows. Weary, pain-filled red eyes opened as the figure, now obviously feminine, leaned their head back. You're joking. Even the voice within his head was deadpanned as Miyabi simply stared at the girl on the floor. Her ribs began moving slowly, shifting as she began healing.

The brunette's eyes narrowed in rage, rushing forward and slamming his foot into the girl's side where her ribs weren't healing. She slid down the hall, crying out in pain.

"You bitch! Kahlua trusted you! She was on your side!" Miyabi snarled as he lashed out, the tentacles binding the girl and squeezing her ribcage. She released a scream of agony as he put pressure on her obviously broken rib and he gave her a smug smile. "You came to the wrong place to try healing." He sneered, squeezing tighter.

Not wanting to get it over with so soon, he let her drop to the floor and surrounded her with his tentacles. The girl looked around and defiant red eyes found him, glaring at him in hatred. Slowly getting to her feet, the silverette growled, and began backing away. Turning on her heel, she attempted to run in the opposite direction. Miyabi chuckled darkly and sent several appendages after her, one grabbing her leg and another wrapping around her chest.

Miyabi caught the girl with another tentacle and began dragging her forth. "How does it feel, knowing you can't escape?" the brunette inquired, smirking down at the struggling figure beneath him. Moving forward, he straddled her waist, taking a thinking pose as he pressed his knee into her side, coaxing a sob from her throat. "I'm going to enjoy this."

Red eyes stared up at him, horror passing through them for the first time all night. One tendril wriggled at her calmly before sliding up her leg. The red eyes closed in shock before opening once more and slowly turning black. Snarling, she brought her foot up to Miyabi's throat, she pressed her ankle against his neck and yanked him backward. The black-haired boy gasped as he was thrown against the wall.

The girl snarled and leaped up, her knife poised for fighting. Miyabi scoffed and his tendrils moved forward, coming at all angles. The girl pressed her back to the wall and narrowed her eyes; taking a slight breath, she began kicking at the tentacles that came too close, the knife slashing most of them to ribbons. As this was happening, Miyabi watched her with boredom. Sooner or later she was going to be worn down. Her rib needed to heal and if she was fighting, that wouldn't happen.

Of course, what he didn't realize was that the figure had slowly been making her way closer, a sea of tentacles following after her. When the brunette finally did realize this, his eyes widened and he attempted to back away. Red eyes flashed and the girl lunged, slashing across the boy's face. Miyabi felt the blade slice across his cheeks and he reared back as blood spurted from the wounds. The knife was then withdrawn and stabbed at a particularly long tentacle, so deeply that it was embedded in the floor.

"I've been waiting to find you." A soft voice snickered, kneeling next to the brunette. Miyabi looked up, not realizing that his tentacle was going to impede his fighting from so close.

"What are you going to do?" Miyabi sneered, even though he was facing death.

She began rolling his body, the bones breaking and cracking as she did so, the blood being squeezed from his body as she did. Miyabi tried to grit his teeth and keep his screams in, but when she made it to the knees, he couldn't hold down the shout of agony ringing through his chest. Listening to the screams, she relished in the feel of his pain, his fear, the knowledge that he knew he wasn't getting away. Getting to about near his chest area, Miyabi's eyes rolled back in his head and his screams died out as his lungs became ruptured and overflowed with excess blood.

She waited until the entire body had been folded, leaving the head and neck intact. Grabbing a piece of string since her wire had been all used up on the werewolf, the girl tied it around the carpet like form of the tentacle boy and hung it right outside the door the others were hiding in. Tying the string in a specific manner over the door, she gave the door a hard knock before disappearing into the ceiling.

Inside the room, the seven teens glanced over at the door, wondering if they should really open it.

"That's a horror movie cliché waiting to happen." Kokoa muttered, looking around for Ura. The albino was over near the window, looking out over the grounds. Her eye had been patched up, but she couldn't see from it at the moment either. The gauze was simply to stop the blood from dripping into her eye and making it worse.

"I think we should open it." The albino murmured softly. "Maybe we'll all be able to jump the killer together. Take her down and finally end all of this."

"How do you know it's a girl?" Kurumu asked suspiciously.

"Because instead of using one of the bodies of the numerous boys that were murdered, the killer gave the body of a girl to trick us into thinking Gin had killed them. By analyzing that simple fact, I figure the killer's a girl."

"Then you open the door." Kurumu sneered.

"Very well then." Ura turned and strode for the door. "Watch my six." Slowly opening the door, the silver-haired girl stepped back as something resembling a curtain fell from the doorjamb.

"What is it?" Kokoa inquired, moving closer.

"Miyabi." Tsukune breathed.


God, I've been waiting to kill that asshole... Make sure you review, I'm getting sleepy.