It was a few minutes past 9:00, I was walking home from a night out with Vlad. It was quiet; my cell phone broke the silence. It was my brother Kyo, calling to scream at me for being out so late no doubt.

"Moshi moshi?" I said. I was startled at his tone.

"Aya, where are you it's getting late." He said in a slightly stern voice.

"I'm in front of the Arena Grand Theatre, I'll be home soon." I said.

"Well please hurry, because Akiko and Yuki refuse to let me put them to bed." Kyo said trying to be angry, but he just laughed.

I chuckled at the fact that my little brother and sister like me more than the person that practically raised us when our parents were working. "Haha see I told you they love me more than you."

Kyo chuckled; there was no way he was getting himself out of this one. "Feh…yeah you did…just hurry so I don't have to deal with the little hell raisers."

I laughed, wishing I could torture Kyo for a little longer. "Okay fine, I'll be home in 5 minutes."

"Bye Yam yam." Kyo said as he quickly hung up. He knows how much I hate that nickname.

When out of the darkness a figure had exited the alley in front of me. "Well well, Ayame Harada, so nice to finally meet you" he said as he drifted closer and began to stroke my hair.

I froze, not knowing what to make of this all. Finally I was jerked into reality by this figure's chilling voice. "Get away from me! Don't you dare touch me!" I jerked away and began to sprint toward the intersection hoping to have someone stop and help. I didn't get more then a few yards away when he caught up to me and grabbed the collar on my shirt.

I began to try and fight him back, but with no prevail. Finally, I shouted "Who are you and what the hell do you want from me!?"

The man replied in his gruff voice, "My name is D'Ablo. Tell me where Vladimir Tod is!" his voice echoed throughout the alley.

Of course I would lie, I'm not one rat anyone out to save myself. "I don't know, please let me go!" I said in a fearful yet angry voice.

Out of nowhere a cell phone started to ring. It took a few seconds to comprehend that it was my ring tone. D'Ablo paused; he threw me to the ground and took my phone out of my jeans pocket. He looked at the illuminated phone. "I think you do…" He said to me.

D'Ablo answered but said nothing. "Ayame, Hey you left your bag in my car, I'll bring it into Himbry's class tomorrow OK?" the voice of a young boy said.

D'Ablo chuckled, "I'm sorry, Ayame won't be in school for a while." He said in a dark voice.

"What the- who are you? Leave her alone!" the boy shouted as D'Ablo began to sink his fangs into my wrist. I screamed, it wasn't a pained scream but more like a scream of terror.

The boy gasped, "You son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you!" he screamed loud enough that I could just barely make out the words he said.

Before I could stop myself I shouted "Vlad no, he'll kill you!" Shit, now I've done it. I had put Vlad in more danger than he already was.

D'Ablo looked over at me, then back at the phone and chuckled. "Well, Vladimir Tod, I've been waiting for this moment for years." He grinned. "Now listen closely, if you ever want to see Ayame alive again, you will meet me inside the abandoned warehouse near 5th street outside of Bathory at 12:30 AM." he said.

D'Ablo knew he went too far, he didn't care at all, he loved it. "If you hurt her, so help me god I'll kill you!" Vlad screamed.

D'Ablo snorted, "Well, that all depends on if she puts up a fight" he said.

There was a growl from the other end of the phone. "You bastard, let her go!" Vlad shouted. D'Ablo ignored Vlad's command and threw the phone at me; I had just barely caught it.

I put the phone to my ear, "Vlad please, don't meet him. I don't want you to die, I love you, and..." Vlad interrupted me and he said in a stern voice, "Ayame, I'm coming to find you." He said. My eyes grew wide at his reply, "No! Vlad-" I gasped.

"That's it, times up!" D'Ablo shouted as he pulled my cell phone away and threw it at a wall. Seeing the small phone shatter sent a chill down my spine.

"Please, don't hurt him!" I cried. He paid no mind to me as he grabbed me by the arm. "Move it, we're leaving." His deep voice boomed. "Where are you taking me?" I said in a small, scared voice. There was a short pause. "Hell¼" he replied in a demonic voice.