*The Cold Reunion

"Long time no see, Brother." Vishious greeted Slayer, while keeping his back turned towards him. Continuing to stare at the night sky from the balcony of Slayer's room, as if it was something he did often here.

This annoyed Slayer even more seeing how Vishious acted as if he was a welcomed and a frequent guest. "Not long enough." Slayer said with venom in his voice, staring at Vishious who still had yet to turn around.

The silence that followed after Slayer's remark was interrupted with the sound of Vishious' dark chuckle. Slayer's annoyance grew considerably more, he wasn't in any kind of mood to deal with Vishious right now and was pissed that he was in his room waiting for him already.

He was hoping to have at least the night to prepare for his arrival but showing up like this is what Vishious obviously found amusement in.

What was even more irritating was that Vishious was not someone who belonged to this Realm and the world up above and so his aura was harder to detect. Slayer couldn't believe he had in fact been so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he didn't even noticed Vishious' aura until he reached his door. Mentally cursing himself for letting Vishious catch him off guard like this. Coming into his Palace right under his nose without his presence even being known to Slayer until the very last minute.

Slayer walked slowly to the sofa that was in the middle of his massive room, that had a half bar set up behind it, that was stocked up with various kinds of liquor and poured himself a glass, that he downed in one drink. He was pouring himself another glass before he looked towards Vishious who was still staring outside, with his back still facing Slayer. "Would you like a drink?" Slayer asked as he poured the liquor into another glass, not waiting for a reply.

"I'm pleased to see that you haven't forgotten your manners and took the time to offer your guest a drink. How truly thoughtful." Vishious said, coming off like he was touched by Slayer's action. He slowly turned towards Slayer when he approached to hand him the glass and his cold mischievous smile he had on his face rubbed Slayer wrong even more.

"Please spare me from the fake being touched act. It doesn't look good on you." Slayer said flatly.

"Well now that's just hurtful." Vishious said sarcastically.

Just then the door slammed open and Malice stood in the doorway with a bow and arrow, his arrow made out of his power was aimed right at Vishious. Malice had a look of pure hate in his eyes, never letting his gaze waiver from Vishious and stood there as if daring Vishious to move.

"I didn't do anything when I sensed your aura that appeared in My Master's room; figuring it wasn't my place to get in between your visit with His Majesty. I felt your aura immediately the moment you appeared but don't think that just because I didn't do anything to your presence; I would be ok with the other aura I felt appear just a few moments ago." Malice said with a threatening voice that held his ruthless nature in it.

Slayer couldn't hold back the approving smile that came to his face seeing how Malice challenged Vishious. Slayer too had felt the presence of someone else appear inside the Palace and chose to not act on it just yet. Wanting to still see what Vishious had in mind. But he didn't have a problem with Malice's entry.

"Well well and what do we have here? I've never seen a Kamaira like you before." Vishious voiced while seeming to be unfazed or bothered that Malice was pointing his arrow at him and was challenging him.

Vishious was intrigued by the Creature who just busted through the door and who not only had a power arrow pointed at him but who also dared to challenge him. Their was something else that he found interesting; and that was he could smell the scent of a Night Creature coming from him, but he could also smell the scent that belonged to a Kamaira.

"Did you lose your voice?" Vishious said, he was losing his patience. It was only because of this creature catching his interest being the only reason he had not killed him already, but he didn't tolerate anyone not responding when he spoke. Everyone did as he said and answered him when spoken to; that was all there was to it. It didn't matter if this creature caught his curiosity or not he wouldn't waste time and kill whatever got on his bad side.

" You answer me when I'm talking to you! And I will not repeat myself, am I in any kind of way unclear?" Vishious said and his eyes glistened with murderous intent.

Slayer seeing Malice not making any attempt to listen to what Vishious was telling him, knew he needed to intervene in the situation before him.

"Malice put your bow and arrow away." Slayer ordered. He knew how Vishious worked and he knew Vishious wouldn't hesitate in killing whoever opposed him, he would never allow Vishious to kill any of those he Ruled over without a fight and not on his watch; especially Malice. Vishious found killing thoroughly enjoyable and wouldn't mind causing an all out war by his actions.

"Yes, Sir." Malice said and reluctantly lowered his bow and arrow before absorbing the power back inside his body.

"Now let me make something quite clear, brother. Malice doesn't follow your orders and he isn't someone who you will demand anything!" Slayer said as he looked at Vishious. Showing his brother that Malice wasn't someone that Slayer would allow to be treated disrespectful or someone to be threatened.

Vishious didn't break his gaze from Malice as Slayer talked. He was still trying to figure out why this creature had a scent of a Night Creature. A smell of not just any kind belonging to a Shrieker, that enjoyed coming out at night but one that did in fact belonged to his stronger Night Creatures; a Shadower. They, Who were his Generals and Commanders in Sprague; the Demon City.

This was something that Vishious wouldn't just wave off as something that he found to be nothing. Vishious wasn't a ruler who let matters that concerned those that were his to be swept under the rug or taken lightly. For those he ruled over were his and he took it quite personally and possessively.

He finally broke his attention away from the white Kamaira who had listened to Slayer and had withdrew his weapon, absorbing it back into his body. Vishious then whistled loudly in a pattern of different pitches, that sounded like some kind of beautiful bird call. It was musical sounding.

Malice couldn't help but find himself almost tranced by it, the melodious whistle that came from Vishious brought a sense of belonging to Malice. It was as if he somehow new it.

The way Malice reacted to the whistle didn't go unnoticed by Vishious even though he didn't make his awareness of how Malice was affected and responded to his whistle known. This further intrigued Vishious of Malice; for only those who belonged to him knew this whistle that he would use to call whoever it was he wanted to come.

Vishious ended the whistle and it made Malice feel longing in his heart, he wished he could've heard it a little longer. This confused Malice and as much as he wanted to know why that whistle affected him like it did, he stayed quiet and tried to keep how he was feeling from showing on his face.

After Vishious had done his melodious whistle a figure materialized from the shadow that covered the corner of the room that was behind Vishious.

Slayer and Malice both became on guard and alert at this new arrival, not knowing what to expect and not knowing what it was that Vishious had summoned.

The figure that materialized walked to stand just behind Vishious on one side holding its head down. It was wearing a pure black cloak that dragged on the floor and the hood hung down enough to completely hide the face of whatever it was. It had a small build and wasn't that tall, being the height that a human would have of about five and a half feet.

"You can relax, I didn't summon anyone to fight with you two. This is who you sensed that appeared inside the palace and will be staying here as well as I visit." Vishious said and he turned to look at Slayer, " I hope that you don't mind the extra guest, and sparing two rooms for us to occupy, little brother?". Slayer and Malice both continued to look at who was standing obediently behind him.

"I don't mind at all." Slayer said in an almost welcoming tone. A smile that didn't reach his eyes came to his face. "How long are we to be honored with the presence of your company?"

One side of Vishious' lip pulled up slightly, giving a mischievous look to his handsome face. "Well we'll just have to see, how our cold reunion will play out." Vishious answered.