2 A Chat.

Lifting the young woman off of the floor, I quickly took in her features, she was young, even for a Vampire, no older than 17. Her hair has a pale tinge of pink at the end of each strand while the main colour is silver, she seems to be a little freaky considering she is wearing a choker around her neck but who Am I to judge?

I don't know this world's customs for teenagers that well, a small frown covered my face for a split second, I could feel it spread, it slowly developed into a snarl before I put the young woman onto a nearby chair, tying her to it with a rope.

"If she wakes and tries to do anything, make her quiet again."

I say to Raj as I begin to look around the room, looking for anything I can use to identify the woman, I rummaged through her draws, nothing useful in them except a large number of gothic clothes. Turning around, I noticed a small photo next to her bed, it was a picture of a young man.

The Man's appearance was of a very handsome human male teenager with black hair, brown eyes and a relatively athletic and slender physique, and light skin. He is similar to my brother, turning the photo over, it had 'For Moka' written on the back.

So it's safe to assume this woman is called Moka, now I know who she is, it's time to find out why she is here. She will need to be awake for that to happen, pricking her skin with Decimation Claws, dual blades made from the Claws of Nergigante, she quickly awoke, a muffled scream of pain echoed throughout the basement as I gathered a chair and sat opposite her.

"I'm going to ask you some questions now, I will be taking off your gag, if you scream for help, I will kill you. Am I clear?"

The Girl nodded her head and I reached forward, quickly pulling the gag out of her mouth, barely avoiding her lunging fangs.

*Crack*

My elbow impacted into the side of her face, instinct drove me to protect myself far faster than my conscious mind could, 'Moka' again screamed in pain as I took my seat across from her once more.

"That was rude, I take it your name is Moka?"

The vampire snarled at me as the wound on her cheek quickly healed up, "No answer? Take that as a yes then, so Moka, will you tell me why you have a picture of a man resembling Micheal by your bed?"

This got the Vampire's attention, she quickly scanned me before she snarled "How do you know Micheal, he seems too kind to be a friend of a bastard like you."

"Whoops"

I say as I 'Slip' forwards, the edge of my blade gently slicing the tip of her nose, "My bad, I get clumsy when I'm insulted, something I need to improve on. I can tell that the picture is not of Micheal, an ex-lover perhaps? Killed by the warring Vampire factions? Are they hunting you now little Moka?"

Her body jolted at the mention of other vampires hunting her, "No I'm here with their con-consent I swear."

A smile crossed my lips as I stared at the girl, "You are a bad liar, I have made all of the connections I need, you are no harm to this family and"

*Slice*

I cut her bindings before I continue to speak. "You are free to stay down here, do not come upstairs until I have spoken to Micheal and his father, Raj, if she tries to come upstairs you can use whatever force you deem necessary to keep her here."

As I went upstairs and parked my butt on the cold, black leather sofa, I heard the sound of a small scuffle, followed by a scream of "How is a cat so strong?"

Then a loud thud, I guess Raj used a tranq bomb, I can't complain, I did say anything...

An hour passed before Proxie spoke to me once more, *World quests generated, displaying now.*

*Main Goal: Kill 666, the apocalyptic beast. Rewards: 600,000 Sp and 40Ap*

*Quest one: Gain power! Have at least 40% of all power in Kuoh under your direct control. Rewards: 2000 sp, 1 ap. Current progress: 20% (you are the strongest individual however large groups will still be a problem for you.)*

I see, so I amount to 20% off all power felt in this town, that is a little less than I would have thought, I guess there are other hidden beings like the Noble Vampire living in my basement.

As I glanced around the living room, I noticed two small pictures on the wall, each saying in loving memory of, inside the frames was pictures of myself and my mother, I guess the old hag bit the bullet while I was gone.

'Proxie, convert all remaining sp from the previous world into local currency as well as creating documentation for me to be here and study here. I do not know if the passport of someone declared dead is still valid...'