The Passing of Darkness

Hitomi felt a sense of satisfaction overcome her as she sat patiently in the dark mansion, her mental link with those she controlled allowing her to feel their animosity as strongly as her own, feeling it grow as whatever battles they seemed to be waging continued to unfold. It would likely take time but she looked forward to the arrival of the first of her new army, the power they carried with them being more than enough to wipe out small cities on their own and with their newfound hate that power would likely double their former and bring out their full potential as weapons of destruction. However, she knew feeling the full satisfaction of victory would be foolish, her own battle would come soon enough but as she held all the cards in her hand she doubted her goodie-good of an opponent would have the guts to risk her sister's life so carelessly.

"Is there anything you would like us to do?" Annabel asked, standing motionless beside Hitomi.

"Prepare some tea, I do believe I am expecting a guest some time within the next few hours," Hitomi spoke with a wave of her hand to which the ghoul nodded, bowing slightly before retreating to do as she was told.

It was only a matter of minutes before the tea was prepared and the table was set. Hitomi sniffed at the air, looking past the dusty and stagnant air of the rotting mansion to the outside where she could smell the blood of a woman in her early thirties quickly approaching. Readying herself she raised her hand, signaling the ghouls to get into position, five remaining to greet the woman while the rest would wait in the shadows for things to get ugly.