My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Michelangelo focused on his job with a tenacity that some had called… terrifying.

He made sure to always cross his t's and dot his i's. That was what it meant to serve as an Attendant in the Ark.

Most of the time, he worked out of his office at the human offices. He preferred it this way.

His office was bare and had only the essentials, unlike his luxurious office at the Ark.

It also had the advantage of letting him stay in touch with humanity.

Most in his position tend to distance themselves from humans and live a life of superiority but all that did was make them lose sight of the big picture.

Each and every one of them had once been human.

Yes, they were now superior to humans but without humans, they would become the new humans. Ordinary and superior to no other intelligent race.

That's why they had to lead the humans from the shadows and guide them towards a future where the vampires ruled from where they were.

That was why he'd been so intrigued when he'd received the document from the human, Travers.

Just the mention of Veilbreakers had been able to pull his attention.

He'd extracted every drop of information from Travers but the man had been kept ignorant of key details.

He hadn't even known the identity of the person who had sent him. Not even deep in his subconscious.

If the mention of Veilbreakers hadn't hooked him, the meticulousness of whoever had sent travers had done the job.

He finished his workload for the day and his eyes drifted to the innocuous file on one side of his desk.

He picked the file and began reading it. It was the report he'd ordered based on what travers had given him.

From what he could read now, there was enough to verify some of what he'd seen.

There was a serial killer targeting vampires in Faewall. There were now four victims, including a Count.

He didn't care about the victims. All he cared about was the thread connecting James Harlow and the dead Nicodemus.

If the person behind this was right, James had a secret. A dangerous secret that could potentially fracture the Vampire Society.

Michelangelo closed the report with a frown, dropping it on his table.

With all that he'd seen, there was only one person he could take this to.

He stood and with a swipe, swapped his table with the empty and similar one at the Ark.

He wouldn't want a human stumbling in and finding something they shouldn't.

His subordinates would take care of the documents that needed taking care off and have anything he needed to see on his desk before he began work in the night.

He grabbed his white hat from the hook beside his chair and placed it on his head.

In minutes, he was in his car, driving through the streets of Decapolis.

Decapolis was home to the Ark and the Council. It was both the capital city of the Republic and the Vampire Society.

Decapolis was also unique for actually being ten cities merged into one. It was so big, it was like a country in its own right.

The city was said to be so old, the progenitor himself had walked its streets.

He drove through the streets, trying to beat the light of dawn.

Forty five minutes later, he pulled into a parking space outside of an arcade.

The arcade had a giant sign above its door that glowed with neon lights.

Michelangelo walked in, ignoring the loud and obnoxious music that blared from the speakers.

He looked around before spotting her.

She was slight and petite with wild, short and bright green hair.

She was also dressed from head to toe in black leather.

She was so ordinary, even a vampire wouldn't be able to pick her out as a vampire from a crowd of humans.

She stood with her back to him, laughing maniacally as she jabbed buttons on an arcade machine, completely engrossed in her game.

Even then, he doubted that there was anything that could take her by surprise.

He bowed deeply to her. "Elder Fortuna." He said, his voice respectful.

Fortuna didn't turn from her game. "Little Angel! What brings you here?" Her fingers flew across the controls as she spoke, her eyes not even leaving the screen. "Still avoiding the Ark?"

Michelangelo straightened, his expression serious.

"I've come to report on the situation in Faewall, Elder. I've received information about something... troubling."

Fortuna kept playing her game.

"It seems James Harlow has been hiding something from us about the Nicodemus debacle. There's a chance that if this information reaches the wrong ears, it could destabilize Vampire Society."

Fortuna laughed, the sound high-pitched and carefree. "Oh, is that all? You came all the way here just to tell me that our little Faewall friends are causing a fuss?"

Michelangelo's expression didn't change. "Not exactly, Elder. From what I can tell, the secret involves Veilbreakers which raises the threat of exposure to humans."

"I'm requesting permission to send investigators to Faewall. I believe we need to handle this before it becomes uncontainable."

Fortuna laughed again. This time, she leaned back and rested her elbows on the machine, glancing at Michelangelo with an amused smirk.

"Why send anyone else when you could go yourself?" She gave him a look that was both playful and commanding.

"Take two of your subordinates. You three should be enough to handle James, Anya, and whoever else thinks they're worth a fight."

Michelangelo blinked in surprise but he gave a respectful nod. This was even better. He'd see to the situation at Faewall himself.

"As you wish, Elder. I'll personally see to it."

She turned back to her game, laughing as she resumed playing her game.

"Oh, and Angel?" She added, her tone teasing. "On your way, stop by First City and blow Itachi a kiss for me."

He bowed slightly, hiding his amusement. "Of course, Elder."