Have you ever had the nagging sense that something was about to happen or something was terribly off? Well, welcome to my world. My name is Lisa, I'm eighteen- and currently I seem to have forgotten who I am, where I'm from, who my family and friends are (if I happen to have any) and also appear to be defying gravity.

That's right. I'm falling.

I don't know why, or where I'm falling from or if I'll even survive hitting the ground since I've been falling for a while now. All I know is that there is a knot in my stomach that is telling me that something is about to happen that I'm probably not going to like.

But then, I rarely like what destiny has in store for me...

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Kaname Kuran tipped his head back for a moment and sniffed the air in his room and wrinkled his nose upon smelling the setting of the sun and something most peculiar and unfamiliar in the air. His focus temporarily taken from the stack of papers that others of his kind had sent to him ranging from complaints, to pleas, to marriage proposals (all unwelcome in his opinion) to laws that have yet to be passed and likewise couldn't be passed without his permission as the last pureblood vampire in existence.

Curious to know what it was exactly that he was smelling, he silently got up and stretched lazily for a moment, trying to work out the soreness in his back, neck and shoulders before he moved across the spacious living quarters he'd been given to him by the headmaster of the school and walked over to the door and pulled it open. And frowned a little bit upon smelling that peculiar scent even more.

As if it were much stronger out here.

Stepping out into the hallway, he sniffed again and took a moment to actually try to identify the smell. It took a second considering that he had to filter out every other scent in the dorm but he managed.

The scent was a combination of something sweetly floral and human.

Scowling for a moment, he wondered why it was that he was smelling a human. Especially a possible female human, here, in the dorms when he heard a loud almost girly shriek (was that Hanabusa's voice?) coming from the sitting area which was just a little further down the hall from his room. Moving quickly, he made his way to the sitting room and found a rather...odd scene.

There was a human. And yeah, he had been right. It was a female.

A very unconscious female, laying sprawled on the expensive Persian carpeted floor. And then there was Hanabusa- up in the arms of Akatsuki, Scooby-doo style. His expression shocked. Akatsuki's blank, although Kaname knew from personal experience from dealing with the teen that he was at least a little bit curious about why a human female was unconscious on their sitting room floor.

"What happened?" Kaname asked as he came further into the room and cast a quick calculating glance at the human. Taking note of her features (or rather what he could see of them) since her long dark brown hair just happened to be in the way of letting him see her face completely. But from what he could see of her, she was smallish. Delicately boned yet her body was eerily similar to Ruka.

The only major differences despite her being human, having a pulse, exct... Was her color, her height if he calculated right was almost shoulder level on him which would make her about one hundred and twenty...five-ish.

"We don't know!" Hanabusa all but wailed in Akatsuki's ear in reply to Kaname's query before he just started babbling a bunch of nonsense about how he had come into the sitting room to read and wound up stepping on a dead body at the same time Akatsuki entered the room.

Kaname sighed, already getting a headache from this foolishness and asked very calmly, "Are you sure that she's dead? Have either of you really checked her for a pulse?" Granted there were a lot of people in the Hunter's association that would love nothing more than to expose them as the blood thirsty killers that they were, but planting a supposedly dead body in the dorm without being seen- but even that was a tad bit far fetched.

Akatsuki looked at him as he unceremoniously dumped Hanabusa onto the floor. "I was going to until it nearly made my ears bleed with that horrible strangled cat sound and took up residence in my arms." The teen said as he glared at his friend on the floor.

Rolling his eyes as Hanabusa started in on his theatrics, Kaname moved over to the girl and knelt down and placed his fingertips on the side of a slender throat and felt the soft thudding of a pulse. "She's alive." He stated as he moved to turn the girl over onto her back and froze the instant he had her like he wanted.

There was a terrible purplish blue bruise that ran along one side of her face from her temple down to her cheek, her shirt was ripped in several places and he could see various dark smudges of color littering her skin along her collarbone, and chest. But the most pronounced bruises were on her face and those circling her throat. Where she had apparently been strangled by someone.

Perhaps even the same person who had left her in the night class dorms...

Reaching out, Kaname carefully slipped his hands under the girl and pulled her closer to him as he growled out, his eyes glowing red with fury- "Summon a doctor at once."