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*The next day*

"So you think we should be more careful with our words?" I ask Mr Demon.
"We don't know the strings being pulled or their reason for having us so I think we should only focus on doing what we can to get information on Weller." Harry answers.
"Makes sense." I reply.

Harry suggested that we should be careful around The Ophels and to keep our distance. He learned from his conversation with Falker that I'm here because my 'dad' is an enemy of theirs and that they can't explain why they wanted Harry. Mr Demon thinks that it's strange so he thinks we should be careful.

"But, we're out if your emotions get triggered again." Harry states.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because we don't want it to turn into a pattern and besides, I don't want you to get blood on your hands." he answers.
"I'm not innocent being with you." I reply.
"Still, you are not gonna be the one to get blood on your hands." he states. "I'll do the dirty work."
"What if it's self defense?" I question.
"Then just shot their leg or fly away." he answers. "Don't do it unless it's a must, I can teach you some self defense."

Right, I just remembered I have wings and I'm an angel. I haven't flied in a long time, huh. Harry sounds really serious about me not getting blood on my hands or killing but he's a killer and arsonist.

"Ok, but what about after killing him?" I ask.
"You said you'd only stick to this until we kill him, so it should be your choice and for me, I think I'll wait on that answer." he answers.
"Why?" I ask.
"We still have one and a half year left." he answers.
"Right." I reply.

Damn, time passed that quickly but also really slowly? "We should go now, Azula asked us to follow with her to meet someone." Harry states. I nod, it's like nine in the morning right now and dark outside. It's cloudy in September and freezing outside.

We walk outside and find Azula sitting in a black BMW, she gestures for us to get inside. When we get inside the car, she's already talking on the phone. "Yeah...got you...whatever you say, bye."

"We'll be meeting up with my sister, you two wanna know about Weller so both of us can tell you about him." Azula turns to us. "She's a government official and works with him."
"...Did you work with him?" Harry asks.
"Huh?" I question.

Azula doesn't say anything, she starts to drive and after a while, a huge sigh comes out of her and she nods.

"Yes, I recognize you. Although I didn't see you much, I was well acquainted with Asher and he told me a lot about you." she answers.
"No wonder you felt familiar, so you knew Asher?" Harry questions, his voice is softer.
"Asher was very annoying with his language thing but he often praised you a lot." Azula explains. "Even when you weren't there."

Harry is quiet, he has a small smile on his face. Asher sounds like a nice person, I'll never meet him but with how Harry talks about him then I guess he's a good person.

"Say, how are you two getting along with Catorce and the others?" Azula asks.
"Uhmm, they are really nice and generous but their energy is crazy." I answer.
"Yep but they are some of the best we have." Azula replies. "Without them, me, Falker and another man would have a ton on our plates."
"Another man?" I ask.

Azula sighs, Harry looks at her. Who the is this 'another man'? Harry looks skeptical but I don't get why. Is it because they are so vague or something else?

"...I can't tell, he decides to stay anonymous." Azula answers.
"You're hiding something from me and Liza specifically, aren't you?" Harry questions. "I'm not asking for what but rather why?"
"The best I can give is that the anonymous man predicted what'd you do." she answers.

Hold on, that Harry would burn the village? You can't predict someone to burn a village just because of hate. Even I think what Mr Demon did was extreme but to be honest, everyone was assholes there and just ten people died because it wasn't a big village.

Had 200 people at most, was pretty damn rich though. How Weller is so important to the government beats me. I mean, as long as we get info then we're good atleast. The mood is really awkward. How did it end up like that?

"Alright." Harry responds.
"Mr Demon, when's your birthday?" I ask, trying to change the mood.
"14th of January." he answers. "Yours is 18th of April, right?"
"How do you know?" I ask.
"That's the deadline and the anniversary of me committing arson."Harry answers.

How the hell does he remember that's my birthday? I can't even remember what day is the national day. The oldest thing I remember is my parents locking me up the bathroom when I was like four with the lights turned off but let's not talk about that, I wanna move on from them.

"And the day I almost died." I add.
"Well, I had no intention to purify your blood anyways." Harry states.
"Wait, you were one of the unlucky of getting your blood purified?" Azula asks.
"Yeah...but it never went through." I answer.
"And I was the one who purified blood." Harry states.
"...That's dark." Azula replies.

I'm just happy I'm alive and it's all thanks to Mr Demon who saved me a million times. First time was when we met, second time he didn't purify my blood and every other time was when we were getting chased. Why do vampires need purified blood anyways? All I know is that regular blood does nothing to them.

"Where did purified blood come from even?" I ask.
"My dad's family line all have the power to purify blood but he ran away and is suspected to have died in a car accident. This family line goes back like 8000 years actually." Harry answers. "From what I know, the power was just meant to kill but when a starved vampire drank the blood from a corpse that had died from the power, it was said he regained all strength back."
"So it became their food source?" I ask.
"Yeah, but the power was banned of usage." Harry nods. "So there was a brutal war and most vampires died. The war is the only reason my family line didn't become slaves."

That's actually a very interesting story and a dark one. I can't imagine what happened in that war, atleast life is peaceful now, just not the spiteful mother nature.

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