In a dark room, filled with coldness and silence

　　"Where is my Ring?" The yelling made every single person in the room shiver and tense up in fear.

　　Who's the man that just made them feel this way?

　　Well, his name is Dylan, not the sweet type of Dylan you imagined, he's a very powerful vampire, he's dangerous and cold, he's the King of the Moonlight Hearts, he doesn't smile.

　　Dylan paced around the room and his shoes were making unnecessary sounds, anyone could tell that he was angry.

　　Yes, he's angry, angry to the point that anyone that misbehaves at the moment could lose his or her life.

　　Why was he like this? he's always been like this, acting cold and furious is no new thing to the clan members but today was different.

　　His Ring, one of the most precious things in his life has been stolen and he just couldn't trace where it was.

　　With the kind of power he possesses, he could easily find it without gathering the members but at the moment he was unable to trace it.

　　Who could have stolen it and what was their motive in stealing it?- these two question linger in his mind.

　　He stopped when the door sprawled open and everyone in the room turned their gaze towards the door.

　　There was a period of mumbling which went on for a while because Dylan didn't interfere or cut them off.

　　"My King" Gerald, a guard at the high gate crouched down and bow.

　　"Rise," he said faintly and the murmurs stopped, Gerald stared around wondering if he could say what he wanted to say In front of so many clan members.

　　His eyes yearn for Dylan's words, unknown to him that Dylan was lost into thoughts.

　　No matter what he came here to do at the moment, it just wouldn't get to him because the only thing on his mind was the ring.

　　"A human has trespassed the high gate" Dylan jumped up on his feet and a signal was sent to everyone.

　　A signal that wants them out of the room.

　　What was going on? Why's this happening?

　　Is it because of the lost ring, In his 209 years of existence, no human has ever trespassed their environment?

　　"Lock all gates and make sure no one leaves the clan until I give out my orders" he orders sternly and the guards including Gerald all exit the room.

　　He sat on his throne, with both hands placed in between his forehead.

　　He was too deep into his thoughts, he can't find a perfect description of this.

　　"My King" a lady's voice called from outside.

　　"I don't want to see anyone" he replied in a very scary tone and of course no one would dare defy or query his order.

　　"But my Lord…"

　　"Crawl" was written earlier that he posses lots of power, one which he inherited and the one he cultivated.

　　Just a word from him has made the lady crawl in front of the room, he'll only let her go when he was ready to.

　　Before he could think in another direction or find a solution to what was going on, the door opened swiftly and a young lady who was dressed In a princess attire rushed into the room.

　　She was gorgeously dressed in black, it was shiny and glittering, it's glittering doesn't have any effects on him.

　　"Danika" he got up and rushed towards her.

　　"Why did you lock me up?" Princess Danika to be precise, the only family Dylan has.

　　"I…" he was short of words.

　　How could he tell her what happened? He locked her up because he thought she wasn't safe since she has the same thing they stole from him.

　　"Nothing, I was planning a surprise for you" she's just a baby vampire and could easily buy Dylan's lie but it was different today again.

　　"I'm not a kid Dylan, what's going on?" She half yelled, it was funny how his sister could yell at him.

　　If it was any clan members that did this, he or she would fade immediately.

　　"Just go to your room, nothing is going on" can't he just bring himself to say the truth?

　　He can't, he knows the type of person Danika was.

　　She's fragile and acts nothing different than a human, she will burst into tears just by hearing of his stolen ring.

　　One of the things Dylan hates is tears, crying is prohibited in the Clan.

　　He wouldn't take it from his sister which is why he always tries his best to protect her and keep her from hearing what could make her tense up.

　　"I'll leave but you must feed on something, I know you won't drink human blood until you find her, Just drink my blood" he wasn't surprised.

　　He shouldn't be, this wasn't her first time to do so.

　　"I'll say it again Danika, leave" she didn't heed to him when she knew he wouldn't do anything.

　　He snapped his hands at a blue Bell which made a very alarming sound, before the twinkle of an eye.

　　The Moonlight Hearts Guards in blue rushed inside the room and crouched down to pay their respect.

　　"Take princess Danika to her room and make sure she doesn't come out until I give my orders" Danika's face was full of shock and her eyes were widened in disbelief.

　　Why's my brother locking me up? For what reason?- she thought.

　　Her glare was deadly, deadly enough that a guard cried in pain because of her glaring.

　　She possesses a power that works with her eye, she can control anything with her eyes but she was a beginner in this as Dylan was superior and can easily control it.

　　But Danika doesn't know how to, she just does it whenever she's angry.

　　"Danika" he growled in anger and she stopped on track.

　　Goodness! Thankfully she was his sister.

　　After the whole scene between Dylan and his Sister, Danika, he has left for the dungeon to see the trespasser and he left with the thoughts that the man captured was the one that stole his Ring.

　　He believed his Ring would be found once he gets to see the man.

　　*******

　　Octavia sighed for the 100th time as she stares blankly at the blank sheet in front of her.

　　Staring won't write the report, she knew this but all she did was stare without blinking.

　　"Hey!" A young man with piercings all over his face tapped her shoulder making her drawn back into reality.

　　"You called me" she gasps, adjusting well on the chair and gaze around to see if there were people still working.

　　"No, I called your spirit" Matthew teases childishly, she wasn't even in the mood to join him or fight back like she always did.

　　Why?

　　Simply because, research she was supposed to finish since a week ago hasn't even been touched, a single word is yet to be written.

　　"The director is calling for you"

　　She's doom, totally doom.

　　She just hates to see the sight of the director, the relationship between the two is like that of a cat and rat.

　　They don't come across each other.

　　"Matthew" she hums shyly and tottered towards his chair.

　　"I know you miss Inquisitive, I'm not ready for a Q&A session" he shunned before she could even start her session.

　　Goodness, why are thing's not going her way lately?

　　"You must think too highly of yourself, I only wanted to ask if that witch swear at anyone today"

　　Geez!

　　What did she just say?

　　Did she just call the director a witch?

　　The surprising fact is that the witch was standing right behind her.