"Ahh~ It's boring~" Fawn complained as she stretched her limbs and walked on four legs. She was currently using her cat form as she strode towards the high-backed chair situated at the top of a few steps; at the center of the long hall.

The place wasn't blessed with much sunlight. Well, it was mainly because of the heavy and thick draping that covered most of the windows. It casted a very dark and gloomy shadow and left a very eerie atmosphere on the castle the witch owned.

"Why don't you go and have fun outside then, Fawn?" a cold and almost apathetic voice said before two pairs of wild and vivid aqua orbs gazed at the cat.

"Mou~ It's no fun without Miss Aria~" Fawn pouted and laid on the little light that managed to stream inside.

"But true, it is rather quiet and boring." Aria muttered.

It had been years since she built the castle. She had cooped inside since then and did not, even once, went outside. She had grown weary and bored of the outside world. There was nothing that interested her anymore.

"If only there was something interesting out there." Aria mused.

It hit Fawn that there was indeed something interesting out on the world- no, someone. Fawn's tail wagged and her ears perked up before she stood excitedly and exclaimed "There is Miss Aria~ nyaa~!"

This piqued Aria's interest. For Fawn, a witch and a succubus, who gets bored too easily, to say that there was something interesting outside their castle walls was something unusual.

"Oh? And what is it?" Aria inquired.

"Not 'what', Miss Aria~ It should be 'who'~" Fawn sang.

"Hmm?" Aria hummed and waited for Fawn to continue.

"Remember that little golden-haired boy~ the one whose town was burnt to the ground~?"

"Ah! Yes. There was him." Aria said in a quiet voice. "What about him, Fawn?"

"Well, we could kill time with him~ don't you think so~?" Fawn purred and smiled like it was such a brilliant idea.

"Hmm. Is that so?" Aria whispered to herself and struck a thinking pose before she sighed. "Well, I suppose it won't hurt to try it out."

Fawn's face lighted up and she transformed to her human image, grabbed her broom and rode it while floating beside Aria who walked down her throne and adjusted her hood.

"Let's go, Fawn."

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...

"Aidan!" a loud and annoying voice screamed before someone caught Aidan's neck and tried to throw him.

Aidan, in an instant, countered his move and instead threw the blue-headed idiot over his shoulder.

"What are you doing so darn early in the morning, Bram?" Aidan said through gritted teeth while looking annoyed.

"It was a greeting Bro! A greeting!" Bram beamed and grinned widely before he took Aidan's hand and pulled himself up.

"So-Sorry for Bram always troubling you Aidan!" Fleur apologized for her partner. As usual.

"Its fine, Fleur." Aidan dismissed as coolly as ever and entered the school's premises with his hands on his pocket.

"By the way Aidan, have you found your Meister yet?" Bram asked with his loud voice.

"No. I don't plan to get one as well." Aidan answered briefly.

"That's no good Aidan. True, you may be strong as you are right now but having a Meister will make you stronger even more." a baritone yet sophisticated voice chimed in and Aidan looked up to the entrance of the building where a man, with the blood of a grim ripper, stood.

"Yo! Freak!" Aidan greeted with a raised hand as he dead-panned and teased the man in front of him.

"It was a ritual!" The grim reaper suddenly screamed and wilted to the ground, his soul ready to leave his body.

"Deron!" a woman with short brown hair and large chests, who wore a mid-rib, red, sleeveless shirt and blue bubble shorts, exclaimed before she giggled.

"Not with this 'freaky ritual' again." another, a lady with long brown hair, who wore the same type of clothing with the other female only that she had denim pants instead of shorts, said with an exasperated sigh as she face-palmed at her Meister and shook her head.

"Lila! Ira! What should I do? I am not a freak, right?" Deron cried and bawled.

"Hehe~ Deron's a freak!" Ira giggled that made Deron turn to stone.

"Oy! Don't worsen him, Ira!" Lila scolded.

"Such troublesome people so early in the morning." Aidan muttered under his breath and tried to side step them and just go to his classroom immediately.

"Oy Aidan! Take responsibility and comfort Deron!" Lila cried but Aidan just dismissed it with a wave and continued to walk. "Geez. What's wrong with him?"

"Let's just get inside, shall we?" Fleur said.

Lila and Ira supported the still-shocked Deron and brought him into their classroom. Bram just followed suit as well as Fleur.

It was not a secret to everyone how Aidan behaved. He was unapproachable to everyone and anything alike. He refused to get himself attached to anything or anyone for that matter. He never searched and picked a Meister as well. To Aidan, it was as if no one existed. He didn't want to have anything to do with them. Why? Well, they certainly have no idea.

Deron Grim was the son of the Grim Reaper, Ruan Grim, who governed their school. He's the Meister of both Lila and Ira Wraith; the Twin Pistols. He was outstanding compared to the other students but he still chose to enter the school.

Bram Moonfall, on the other hand, is a descendant of the Moon Clan- a clan of assassins. He's the Meister of Fleur Darkmore, a descendant of the Dark Blades and an outstanding one at that.

They were the only brave souls who dared to approach Aidan. He was, however, uncooperative. He always tried to shut them out and continuously made them feel how they weren't welcome in his barren and void world.

Everyone settled down when the bell rang. Aidan sat at the farthest seat and directed his attention and focus to his teacher; Professor Rid. Everyone did the same as the class fell into silence.

"Well, before anything else, I have something to announce. We have a new transfer student. Please, Come in." Rid announced.

The doors rattled open and in came a young girl with silver locks cascading down to her waist, wearing a white, long-sleeved polo with a necktie and a crimson plaited skirt.

Rid turned to write her name and Aidan, who was so passive, straight-faced and lived each day without a care for other things suddenly clutched his table's edges so tightly he might've shattered it to bits as he stared at the name on their board.

"I am Aria Devonshire. It is a pleasure to meet you all." the girl said and looked up to gaze at the people who stared at awe with her overwhelming aura that drew all of their attention to her.

Those pair of wonderful, shining blue orbs seemed to suck them in, swallowing them whole into an endless pit of nothingness. Those vivid aqua eyes that seemed to dominate them all so easily. Those cold aquamarine eyes that seemed to drill holes right through them, criticizing, watching, and scanning everything there was to them. Those very same orbs Aidan would never forget.

She was there. She had returned. She had resurfaced.

Aidan had finally met the witch he wanted to kill for so long. He had finally met Aria Devonshire again.