Aamon sighed as he looked at Sunako. Her face was pale and her lips were blue. She wasn't breathing nor did she have a pulse. Sure, Venatores were immortal but they weren't so great that they didn't have a pulse. And though they could survive as long as they wanted without breathing it gave them the same suffocating feeling as it gave humans when they held their breath. In other words : you wouldn't find all that many Venatores which didn't bother with breathing. He continued ice bearing through the room, his anger increasing as he did.

Jeong sat in the opposite corner of the room with Mary standing in the middle of it becoming more nervous every time Aamon passed him. His accomplice had disappeared into thin air leaving him as the only one of the receiving end of Aamon's anger. Since he obviously had helped the man make Sunako's soul disappear. He grimaced as he thought what his last punishment had been. And that hadn't even been a grave misdeed. This one however, was.

Jeong remained silent showing no emotion at all. The pleasant feeling of calmness had left the air around him and been replaced with …nothing. There were no emotions. Not even serenity. Just nothing. Inside everything was just as blank as on the outside Mary knew. It reminded him incredibly much of the saying "The calm before the storm."

'Who was it?' Mary dragged out of his thought by a soft dangerous voice right next to his ear. Aamon's voice.

'Who was the person that you ordered to do this to Sunako?'

'Ignace is what he calls himself.' Aamon seemed surprised by the fact Mary had so easily given the information price. (Ignace is a French name so try thinking it in a French way)

'Why haven't I heard of him before?' Aamon knew all Venatores by name, but this name, he had never heard.

'He is a wild Venatore.' Amon stiffened at these words. Wild Venatores were rare. Every time that it was even just suspected that someone was a Venatore there was another Venatore send out to check it. If there were Venatores which were undiscovered that meant they were too powerful to be noticed by the minions Aamon had set up to find new Venatores. In other words butting heads with a wild one most of time meant a huge amount of trouble.

'And why didn't you bother with notifying me about the fact that you had found a wild Venatore?' Aamon's voice had become icy calm.

Silence reigned over the room. A reign Mary decided not to break even under the threatening glare of Aamon . And then the silence broke. Not by the sound of Mary speaking. But by the sound of his back colliding with the wall with a huge force. His throat was held in a tight grip which kept tightening with the second. The all too familiar figure of the man he detested was hovering over him. Wind rammed into him with continuously increasing force. And for the very first time, the only emotion for the man was solely fear and utter terror. Jeong looked at him an almost feral look in his eyes. He almost didn't recognize the hissed voice when it started speaking.

'This is all your fault. This all happened because of your petty schemes and your pathetic desire to feel superior toward others. Only because you wanted to push me from my throne as a stronger a older being than you. I'm not stupid. I know what this is all about. But now you will solve this and if you're still alive after all this you should be very happy.' He spit out.

Mary who couldn't speak because of the increasing lack of oxygen just nodded desperately.

Suddenly the grip on his throat was tightened before he was thrown across the room colliding harshly with the ground.

He thankfully breathed in deeply. For a moment the room was silent before Aamon decided to break that silence.

'I suppose that works too.'

Sunako walked through the hall of one of Aamon's house huge hallways. She felt empty as if she had just lost a huge part of herself. A cold eerily wind crossed the hall making her look up from the pure white marble floor. Before her was standing a man with beautiful brown curls, husky blue eyes and a very friendly face. He smiled at her.

'Are you lost?'

Sunako took a moment to progress his words

'I suppose I am.' His smile brightened at her words.

'What a curious choice of words.' Sunako shook her head. It wasn't really. It stated exactly what she thought. She knew this place but yet she didn't. A familiar unknown place.

She shook her head smiling softly.

'It's not. Believe me.'

I do. The man thought to himself as he kept smiling to her.

'Come here, I'll help you.' She walked towards him. When she was only a meter away she tripped over her long dress and ended up falling into his chest.

'Sorry.' She said.

He looked down at her. Her violet eyes where looking up at him. Long eyelashes covering them. Black hair flowed over her back reaching her hips. White teeth bit down on a pouted lip

'What's your name?'

'Sunako. Yours?'

He smiled a sickly sweet smile at her.

'Ignace.'

I'm sorry that I didn't upload last week,I have a reason but I'm not going to bore you guys with it. I am however going to bother with the reason why I possibly won't upload anything the next weeks. I'm having exams again. Now you're probably thinking "but you already had those" Yes I did. But In my country depending on the school you're in you either have 2 periods of exams or 3. In my school It's 3. I'll try to continue writing anyway but I'll see. Since if I fail my exams it means that I won't be able to upload for at least 2 weeks...