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The evening air was crisp and bitter as he step out of the charter plane.
Kyoto, Japan.
This was the first time in months that he had returned to this land. The place where his life had changed forever.

"Ah, things seem to still be the same." I said as I waved down a taxi.

"Where to bub?" asked the driver.

"To the Wearhouse District. I have a few things to pick up." I replied.

The drive slow and left time for me to dwell on thoughts of the past.

(Flash Back)
It had been two days since that awful night. The house now in shambles from the anger and rage that had over come Godwin. He sat there in a pool of blood from his newest victom. A girl about 17 laid on the floor next to him. Her neck ripped open and her face frozen in terror. He was still fighting with himself over what he had done. Cammy was a friend. He was her babysitter for a time when he was younger. How could he have done this? How could he let his new found hunger take control? How could he face the would knowing what he had become? that which he has hatted for so long... that which his father had fought agianst... that which was the reason for the dissapearing. He vowed to never let his hunger take his mind agian... to find the ones responsible... to avenge his father.

"Hey" yelled the cabbie. "That will be 500yen."

As I came back to the present I remembered why I had come back to this forsaken place. A lead... a name... Grimmond.

"Keep the change" I said as i handed him 1000yen.

#21 was the biulding that I was looking for. The one my father had bought shortly before his untimely death.

Rishikya sighed. Being cooped up in the hotel room was making her feel claustrophobic. But before she could leave, she had to wait for the sun to go down.
She flipped through the channels on the T.V, though nothing looked interesting.
Damn it. That sun needs to hurry up and set! she thought madly.
Eventually it did, and, with a sigh of relief, she jumped out the first story window, not wanting to pass the night desk manager, and ran down the street. She hadn't drank in a few days, and the hunger was really getting to her. Turning down an ally, she saw a group of young men, not much older then herself, laughing and shoving each other.
Time to work my magic! she thought happily. She always found seducing amusing.
She strolled up to them, and, after a few choice words that I won't write here, had one of them following her back to her hotel room.
She led him in the window, which he found odd, but was too eager to pay much notice. After checking to make sure the door and window were securely locked, she commenced feeding.

A few rooms to the left, a man woke in a sweat. He could have sworn he heard someone scream, but he heard nothing now. He went back to sleep nervously, waking every few hours.

Moxanna nodded to her brother, who twisted his face, dementing it until it became a disgusting version of a Picasso. The men jumped back, unnerved by the illusion. Max scolded herself, but smiled seductively, watching them. "What's wrong? You'r enot afraid of a little boy, are you?" They shook their heads, stammering. Her brother smiled sweetly, as if his mind trick had never happened. Two men had seen it, and those two would be their prey. Gesturing to them, she walked away, followed by the men. At her home, she led them inside, allowing one to go with her brother and then taking the other. Two screams filled the air, and she left again, looking to seduce a poor man to die.

Maxie was bored, and the night life here was highly irritating. Humans were not very trusting at night, and she was well known among the pureblood families for her skills in seduction and swordfighting. She wandered through the streets, hoping to talk to a vampire, until she neared a presence. Stopping short, she smiled oddly, her frightening grin only adding to her imposing presence. "Bonjour.", she hissed through her teeth, smiling to reveal the tip of her fangs.

"Boredom. And a need for a walk." Moxanna watched him, her eyes revealing a strange mix of emotions. This one was highly different... He was too... glad... However, she could be mistaken, and she probably was. Not acknowledging the stares of humans that had been foolish enough to go outside tonight. Hadn't they heard the stories? She walked closer to this vampire. "And what of you? Simply here to stare at the sky?"

"That may be the case, yet if one wishes to destroy the human race, one will kill. At the same time, we do need a few more on our side." Moxanna's voice remained low, so as not to alert humans. Despite that, she was still easily heard by vampires. It was a gift for one to have such a keen way of fluncuating her voice.

"Very clever." Moxanna had never been one for mathematics, it was too complex for her likings. She focused more on the aincient script, looking for where her family was involved. "Still, have you heard of a few vampires? They have been feeding of animal blood! It's disgusting! They refuse to destroy them." She had to change the subject, or her head would explode from the math.