The rain poured down as if the sky was torn by something.

The nights were cold and wet in these days… Actually, this season was the most unforgiving, not only by the wetness, but it gave a slumber to person's soul. As if something was putting a sleeping gas to it…

Although the nights and days were monotonous, the night time was the time when most of the other world's life was at it's full swing. That was a world of darkness, blood, death and war. The life of such creatures as vampires, werewolves, gargoyles, succubus, incubus and so on. This was the world of the darkest beings.

But this world was also covered by it's charm. And with this charm, our story begins…

A blonde woman, around 25 years old, walked in the rain. She carried katana is her right hand and the blade was covered in blood that was already half-washed by rain. This woman had a black eyes, which was as cold as death, her fangs flashed into the light of lanterns of the street, every time she inhaled and expired. The woman's perfect bodylines were covered by a black leather overall, that looked like a second skin.

The woman was panting. She had had a though night as well as any other nights. She stopped, from a sudden noise she heard. A normal person wouldn't have heard it, but she wasn't one. She was a creature. And the creatures like her were gifted with greater and more developed six senses. A shadow passed through the alleyway. The blonde turned that way, but didn't move towards it. A shadow moved again quickly, this time behind her. The woman didn't react this time. She closed her eyes and lowered her head and just stood there.

"Come and get me" she said, her voice shot through the pouring rain, and it could freeze the hell. A big figure appeared behind her, but the woman didn't react. She was expecting this. The creature raise his paw with claws, reaching 10 centimeters length. It reached towards the woman, but she quickly turned around and thrust her katana into monster's stomach. The wolf-like creature howled in pain and collapsed to the ground. The woman took her katana from werewolf's body and looked to the creature's snout, which was slowly turning back into human's face. For some time, a half naked man, in his early thirties, rolled in pain. The blond only stood there, looking to him, not saying a word. She didn't give out a single emotion, instead she hissed to the poor man:

"You'll have to do more than that to get me" a man squealed in a last and the most painful bits of his life and then his body relaxed, eyes stopped moving, mouth fell open. The woman squatted down and checked his pulse. Not a single beat. She stood up and walked away, the water dripping from her…

The blonde woman came in and shut the door behind her. She tossed katana into the corner and walked towards the shower. She washed herself for a quite a while, then changed into a short, black, silky night-gown. As she walked into the bedroom, she looked into the reflection of her in a mirror.

"Another battle won" she said to herself. "Anna Kyouyama, you promised to end it some time ago. And yet you've done nothing to fulfill this promise. What a shame" she smiled to the last words. They sounded so sarcastic to her and so unreal. As if she had a shame. A vampire fell on bed. She wanted to relax and to take a rest. For almost eight centuries she'd been fighting werewolves and she eventually got sick and tired of it all. But she didn't have a choice, but to continue on doing it. Since she became a leader of the cavern called Death Dealers, she ahs been restless. And it all happened five hundred years ago… So long ago, but yet the memories flew in her head as if everything happened yesterday…

xxxFLASHBACKxxx

Anna stood at he place, where big sewers ended. All around her were the bodies of men, who once were werewolves. Now they all were dead. The blonde stood there, katanas in her both hands. She was panting, due to that she just defeated a dozen of strong werewolves all by herself. She stood in half shock, half satisfaction with herself.

"You were extraordinary, my dear Anna" a soft and soothing voice came from one of the sewers. Anna turned her head. There stood a man in his late sixties. He was wearing an old-fashion gown, that served him as a fighting suit. Hair that should be fallen out long ago, were in their right place and had grayish color that mixed with used to be brown locks. This man was also spreading an energy around him, a certain aura that made everyone respect him. Anna bowed her head respectfully.

"Master Vincent" the man laughed to this salutation.

"You can call yourself a master, you know that" Vincent closed to her, overstepping the dead bodies. "You are right one to take my place when I'll go to hibernation. You are the one" Anna looked up to the man who once saved her life. She didn't show it, but she learnt to love this person as father.

"I'm not worthy" she whispered. Vincent put his hands on her shoulders.

"That's why it must be you. You're not corrupted by the unforgiving passions and greedy thoughts. Accept my offer and you'll understand the true meaning of power" Anna didn't have a choice then, but she didn't hesitate much.

"As you wish…"…

xxxENDxOFxFLASHBACKxxx

Anna woke up from her memories, when she saw a dark night sky turning into a morning grey. It stopped raining as well. Anna drawn the curtain and covered all the light that was beginning to come to her room. A light was her enemy now, that could kill her instantly. Although she coped with this truth long ago, she still missed the sun. She remembered it from a days when she was still human.

Anna covered with the warm covers and sank into the peaceful slumber, that driven all her troubles away…

On the top of a multistory building, a unusually big and brawny werewolf. It looked at the sunrise and slowly turned to human. As it completed the alternation, a man stood in it's place. He had long dark brown hair, which flew in the morning breeze. Well-built body was tanned with a color of a honey. Scars on chest and six-pack belly were visible clearly. The man had deep brown eyes, which had this careness and smirk. Strange combination, but it suited him very well. A man smiled to the sun, which met his eyes.

"Another pack destroyed. Oh well, guess it requires my interference" he thought to himself and jumped from the multistory, without a single wink…