Prologue 2

(Kiss-shot POV)

*Play Devils Never Cry*

"As far as I know, Meme Oshino isn't the type to make a 'Special Cameo Appearance'-and when I say, as far as I know, it's a fact. By the way, are you sure about this, Miss Shinobu?" "If I'm being honest with you, your decision pleases me, as an expert, but your desire to be sealed in Koyomi's shadow again is one I have trouble understanding. If you have some kind of aim here, I'd like you to make it clear," asked Izuko Gaen to whom I swiftly glared at for doubting the sincerity of my cause for saving my master's life.

"I harbor none-is tiring of battle and wishing to be regarded once more as harmless so mystifying to an expert? I think not. Kakaka!" I answered honestly to the girl. I am Kiss-Shot Acerola-Orion Heart-Under-Blade, but nowadays I am referred to as Shinobu Oshino. Current servant and soulmate of Koyomi Araragi.

From little girl to bewitching woman. I have taken many forms during my very long life, but now I wanted to go back to being a little girl. Our link hasn't been restored yet, but as I simply answered with a gruesome smile, he could tell I wasn't lying.

"If my master, who fast removed all traces of vampirism from his form, doth protest against becoming a mockery of a human and of a vampire, I defer to his wishes of course having healed his arm. I shall retreat to a mountain mayhap to live as a secluded life." I said sadly,

"Like I'd ever let you" spoke my master, Koyomi Araragi. "You know they aren't any Mister Donuts branches in the mountains."

"True." I sighed, closing my eyes to not allow any tears out.

After this exchange and naturally, I, who hadn't enjoyed my true form since spring break, was sealed into the shadow of my master Koyomi Aragi once more, as a harmless eight-year-old child.

"If you were to die tomorrow. I'd be fine with tomorrow being the last day of my life and if you care to live today, then so will I." spoke Araragi to me.

"If you were to die the day after tomorrow, I shall live for three days' time and tell a tale about you to someone. I shall recite the story of my master with pride to a listening ear" I spoke to my master as I embraced him one final time with my wings spread covering both of us.

-Timeskip-

A group of people sat beside the bed of Araragi Koyomi whilst I remained in his shadow with tears in my eyes as he was finally going to a better place.

Araragi had reached the ripe, old age of 125;

His last breath departed from him, a smile still painting his lips. My master, my other half had finally passed on to the other world. I shall miss him. She was the only thing to feel my dark being with light. With his death, my true form was brought forth.

I was back in my full glory. I had physically aged to that of a woman in her late twenties, with a tall and voluptuous figure, possessing the same golden eyes and even longer golden hair, which curves up into sharper spikes on the ends. I was wearing my signature red dress with sharp black frills at my waist and chest, and a white section along my torso, accompanied by white gloves that go up to my upper arms, and black stockings, alongside white high heels.

As I look at the casket of my beloved buried in the Earth I sensed a familiar figure approach me.

"Good day Miss Oshino, It has been a while since we last saw each other" spoke the voice of Izuko Gaen

"Yes, with my master's death the gates of hell have been closed. To think one human could turn me into an emotional wreck. Kakak-ka. It hurts, why does it hurt so much." I sob as I fall to my knees. I soon felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Gaen pulling me into a hug.

"Feeling is a very human thing to do? But it is understandable. You lost the closest thing in your life. Don't wallow in depression. Koyomi wouldn't want that for you and don't forget your promise to him." she said.

And keeping to my words. I, Shinobu Oshino, The iron-blooded, hot-blooded, cold-blooded vampire, Kiss-Shot Acerola-Orion Heart-Under-Blade told the tale of my wonderful master to the world fI told them of his greatest accomplishments and all she has done. Finally, with the promise, I summoned my sword. The Yōtō Kokorowatari and with one swift strike stab myself through the heart with my cursed sword. To think it was him that helped get rid of my sown suicidal tendencies. Coughing up some blood I lean against a wall as I smile as I await meeting my master once again.