Hello to all of my dearest readers! Once again, it is I, your favorite (hopefully) author! As I have received generally positive reviews from my previous story, An Eyepatch's Limits, I have decided to make a sequel! You may all jump for joy now. I won't give any spoilers now, but the first chapter is here for you. However, I will warn you… I am notorious for taking longer when I write sequels. So don't expect more chapters every other day. Well, here you go! Enjoy!

The lone Investigator stood on top of a tall building, looking down on the 20'th Ward. It was very late, and the only light came from the moon above. The Investigator wore the typical CCG attire, consisting of the shirt and tie, with a long coat on top. In his right hand was a briefcase. His white hair billowed in the breeze.

However, he wasn't here just to enjoy the view. He was looking for someone. Two someones actually. They would be running around the back alleys of the Ward, most likely. They were both ghouls, and the CCG had been looking for them for quite a while now. They had gotten a tip that the two would be feeding tonight. And so, here he was, watching.

It didn't take long for him to find the two ghouls. It started with movement in the corner of his eye. Once he focused on it, they were easy to spot. He would have to stop them before they decided to kill anyone. He started on his way.

He caught up to them fairly quickly. They had stopped, having found some prey. It was a young woman who had just happened to be walking around the area. Not the smartest move on her part, the Investigator thought. But he wasn't looking for her. He was more interested in the two ghouls that were also there.

They were both male. They both had short black hair, and matching dark clothes. They were very plain, and nothing set them apart from any other ghouls. But their eating habits were erratic, and their methods were barbaric, so they had attracted the CCG's attention.

They had caught the woman easily. One of them grabbed her arms, pinning them behind her, while the other started to take off her shoes. Then, he began to nibble on her toes, ignoring her screams. The other ghoul was drooling heavily, looking at his prey. That was his signal. The Investigator walked into the light, startling the ghouls.

"Good evening, gentlemen. I'd hate to interrupt your meal, but I must ask you to let the young woman go, please," the Investigator said, pleasantly. By that time, the ghouls had recovered. While one held the woman, the other stepped forward, glaring at the Investigator.

"A Dove, eh? Who told you to disrupt my meal?!" he yelled, unleashing a kagune from his lower back. It manifested itself in a single, red tail. The Investigator looked at it for a moment, before nodding to himself. A Bikaku kagune. Equally adequate for offensive and defensive techniques. He pressed a button on his briefcase, releasing the quinque inside.

It was a long, sword-like kagune. It's name was Yukimura ⅓. He raised it to counter the ghoul's attack. His attacker swung the kagune at him with all the force he could muster. Unfortunately for him, a flick of the wrist was all it took to deflect the blow. Another slash from the Investigator cut the kagune in two, rendering it useless. The defenseless ghoul turned to his companion, an angry expression on his face.

"Come on, you! Let her go! We can eat this Dove once the two of us kill him!" he yelled, producing another kagune, albeit a much smaller one. The other ghoul nodded, letting the screaming woman go, and running to join his comrade, a Koukaku kagune appearing on his right arm. The woman ran away, shrieking in terror.

"Well, it looks like I am outnumbered. But, unfortunately for you, you are both outmatched. I will give you this one last chance to surrender," he said reasonably. In answer, the two ghouls charged at him, waving their respective kagunes wildly. The Investigator ran forward, cutting through the first ghoul's Bikaku kagune like butter, before proceeding to behead him in one slice, his head landing on the ground seconds before his body.

The other ghoul, seeing this, tried to run, drool flying everywhere. However, he had lost his chance. Before he could make it very far, a blade sprouted from his chest, before slicing upward, cutting his upper body right up the middle. He fell as well. And not a scratch was laid on the Investigator. He looked around at the ghouls. Both their kagunes were out at the time of death. Good. They would make good quinques. He raised his hand to the earpiece in his left ear, calling the CCG's Headquarters in the 20'th Ward.

"I've found the two A Rated ghouls, 'Snacker' and 'Salivator.' I have exterminated both. There were no casualties," he said. The woman on the other side of the line sounded surprised.

"Recorded. 'Snacker' and 'Salivator have both been exterminated. I will write them off." The Investigator bent down, preparing to remove the kakuhous from the ghouls. Suddenly, a hair fell from his head. Confused, he caught it before it fell to the ground.

It was black. The Investigator didn't have time to process this, however. The woman he was speaking to wasn't done yet.

"You have certainly proved your worth many times over,"

"Special Investigator Ken Kaneki."

Smiling, the Investigator drew himself back up, chuckling a bit.

"You flatter me. But honestly, I am just doing my job. I'll be returning home now. Have a goodnight," he said, ending the call.

It had been three years since the Battle of the 20'th Ward. Three years since he had called Arima. Three years since he had heard his offer.

Three years since he had become a Ghoul Investigator.

He returned his quinque back to its briefcase, then walked over to one of the dead ghouls. There was one thing left to do. He bent down, and began to feast on the ghoul's kagune and kakuhou. That had been their agreement. One kagune would be given to the CCG, and the other would be for Kaneki.

That was how he remained strong. His mind wandered to the great battle three years ago. He had grown slightly weaker since then, although he remained a formidable opponent.

His job was done. He wiped the blood off his face, then left, yearning for his bed.

Alright guys. Let's be honest. How many of you thought it was Arima? I hope I fooled a few of you. You're really lucky I enjoy writing. I was planning on taking a longer break, but I was itching to write another story, so here I am. You'd better be grateful! Well, I'm really tired, so I'll leave you guys with this for now. See you all later! Leave a review if you enjoyed this chapter!