Aamon continued icebearing through his and Sunako's chambers as Sunako's wind caressed him in a comforting way. What Sunako had told him pretty much sounded like a vision about Jeong being heavily injured and possibly even….death. He shuddered at the thought of his best friend death. Suddenly he came to a stop. Sunako had told him that she had been able to see a full moon when at the open place but that she hadn't noticed before because of the canopy. For the canopy to be that dense it either already had to be late spring or somewhere in the summer. That meant that they had still had at least 2 months before this would happen. He should start by contacting Jeong.

Jeong had been looking at Cassian with a vein popping in his forehead (Still no news at all about Sunako.) when suddenly the phone went off. He put the phone on loudspeaker to annoyed to actually bother and take it off the hook. 'Yes?' His voice was calm and serene but there was a strange icy edge to it.

'Hey Jeong.'

Jeong finally released his unconsciously tensed back when he heard the voice of his best friend.

'Aamon. What could you possibly be calling for?'

'Sunako had a vision about you being heavily injured. So I'd thought that I should contact you and ask you to come over under the pretense of one of another official Venator thing while in all honesty it's just to lock you up in a room and make sure no harm comes your way.'

Jeongs blood froze . Aamon had Sunako? Then did he want her as his….mate?

'So you're telling me,You had me search for Sunako in a panic while you had her the whole time but just didn't feel the need to contact me?'

Cassian sweat-dropped. In a panic? More as if in a murder mood. Aamon could be heard giggling over the line

'Oh,you were searching for her? Sorry,my friend.'

If Jeong was any less the man he was then he would have been plotting Aamons murder and funeral right now. But of course he wasn't. He was just wondering what Aamon would like on his funeral if he were to have an unfortunate accident in the nearby future.

'Hmm, I'll come over in a day.' After all even Venatores can't travel in less than that from Korea to Belgium.

'Okay then ~ '

'And I'll be bringing a few brats over with me.'

Aamon giggeled once again.

'Hnn,do whatever you want.'

Jeong sighed as he head the static meaning that Aamon had hung up on him. Asshole,he couldn't help himself from thinking.

Mary looked at the girl- woman that was lying next to him in bed. She hadn't been able to satisfy him. The selfish little bitch had fallen asleep right after her climax leaving him with his problem. Though had to say that even jacking himself off was better than actually fucking her. But it wasn't because she wasn't any good. No she had been great. It was because his mind couldn't get rid of Sunako. Her pure violet eyes ,her long black hair,the slender figure. He couldn't stop thinking about her. He growled to himself. He couldn't believe he was actually losing himself in such human emotions.

The woman next to him started to move. Her eyelids opened and closed a few times before they stayed open and she was looking at him with clouded blue eyes.

'Hey honey, sorry for losing out on you last night. I'm so ashamed that I passed out before even satisfying you. But The sex was amazing. I don't think I've ever felt that good. Wanna meet again?' The blond woman purred while sitting up not aware of his rapidly worsening killer mood. He gave her a sickly sweet smile.

Her eyes widened in pain and terror before looking down at her bloody chest with his left arm in the middle of her two bouncy breast.

'Sure, But do me a pleasure and wait ahead of me….in hell.'

He said while pulling out his bloody arm, tearing out her heart which still beat one last time before stopping. He still had that sickly sweet smile on his face as he threw her heart in the garbage bin and left for the douche.

Sora sighed at the state the room was in. He took one look at woman's dead body before shaking his head. If the guy actually cleaned up after himself I wouldn't mind him bringing woman every night and killing them then in the morning. But he never ever does. No it is always me who had to do the actually gore stuff while the lazy ass takes his douche.

Sora sighed once more. Didn't that asshole realize that hearts rot and if they left it in the garbage bin it would spread a horrible stench? Oh wait. He probably did but couldn't bring himself to care about it. Since he wasn't the one who had to actually clean up.

It was a minute after that Mary had come out of the bathroom that the phone rang. He walked through the luxurious room stopping before the answering machine and listing to it as a voice started to ramble.

'Sir, your attendance is requested in Belgium, the village Zoutleeuw. Our lord Aamon had ordered so.' Mary nodded before realizing that the servant couldn't see him.

'Okay tell him that I'll be there by tomorrow.'

'I will,sir.'

Qadir Sabah (One of the thrones,remember?) looked at the woman laying next to him silently ordering her to go and pick up the phone when it went off. The woman silently stood up and pushed on the loudspeaker button before returning to his side.

'Quadir?' The giggling voice of Aamon sounded through the room.

Quadir smiled at hearing the voice of one of his best friends.

'Yes?'

'I request that you come to my manor by tomorrow.'

Quadir was silent for a second at this.

'Which one?'

Aamon once again giggled

'The main manor.'

'Okay,I'll see you by tomorrow in that case.' Quadir frowned worriedly. Aamon never asked them to come to him. Usually Aamon would just appear one day to disappear just as unexpected. If he was actually asking them to come then there had to been something serious going down. Suddenly his thoughts stopped replaced by another ridiculous one. Since when do I have a phone ,Hell,since when do I have electricity? His palace was in the middle of the desert. So how the hell did he have electricity? And he didn't even want it.

That evening Olivier Sévère (another throne) received a similar call to that of Quadir.