Author's note: this entire fanfic is also written with- RoseIvashkov016 Crossover—ChristianXLissa, RoseXChris, AdrianXSummer DISCLAIMER: WILL NOT BE SAID AGAIN… WE DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS OR PEOPLE- RICHELLE MEAD OWNS THEM. CHRIS BROWN/DRAGOMIR IS OBVIOUSLY CHRIS BROWN. O/C INVOLVED. SOME OF THE OTHER CHARACTERS ARE OWNED BY L.J. SMITH.

This may be hard to follow because it's in many Character's P.O.V's. At the top of each of our several character's P.O.V. it will say their name.

This is my first time writing a fanfic, so I hope you guys like it!

Chapter One: Taboo Memories

Summer Brown-Dragomir's P.O.V.

The New York sky sat dark and starry through the dirty window pane of the hotel. I stared through, thinking about me and Chris' genetic twist. When I was little, I knew people kind of like me- dhampir- half vampire, half human. Here's the twist: I'm only ¼ vampire- the good vampires- Moroi.

***Back At The Academy***

Lissa Dragomir's P.O.V.

I stared at the picture of my family- me, my parents, my brother Andre, my Aunt Sarah, and my two cousins- one Andre's age, the other my age. They were my best friends back then. Now I don't remember who they are. All I know is Aunt Sarah died at my seventh birthday party. A Strigoi got in. The Strigoi are the evil vampires who kill for their blood. The guardians- by Aunt Sarah's rules- defended the kids first. He snapped my Aunt's neck right as the guardians got him. I never saw my best friends again. Rose has taken their places and I'll never forget her. Staring at these pictures makes me feel kind of dark and uneasy- kind of like the old days.

***Back At The Hotel***

Chris Brown-Dragomir's P.O.V.

I looked around the clean bathroom suite. I'd just gotten out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked out into my bedroom. I got dressed in a red NY hat, baggy blue jeans, and a black turtleneck muscle shirt. I thought again, 'Do I need a feeder before I go?' Months ago, Summer and I had been feeding on Rihanna, a girlfriend of mine- she'd been an addicted feeder. Rumors got out that the bruises on her were from me beating her. Don't know how, but they had. I walked out to the living room, "Yo, Summer. You ready to feed?"

Rose Hathaway's P.O.V.

I sensed Lissa's distress and feelings of hopelessness. I went quickly to her room- even though it was after curfew. I opened her door, "Liss? You ok?" "Rose, what are you doing here?" she asked, " I was about to go see Christian, Ok? I'm fine, I promise." Somehow, in saying that her feelings through the bond felt that way, maybe it's just cuz she's an optimist, but somehow it felt like more than that, like more of the darkness coming to me. I grinned at Lissa again, "Nope, no extra curricular, mmm, activities, with Christian tonight. I've got three Chris Brown concert tickets for us tonight and we're going. I know how much you loved his music when we lived out in the real world, and I scored the tickets, so you gotta score the private jet for the three of us. So get ready, let's go meet up with Christian and share the news, and get him dressed. Liss (I saw her ready to protest), Come on Please?"

Mason Ashford's P.O.V.

I looked around, close to sneaking out to Eddie's for some hard liquor, but decided not to. Then I thought about Rose. I wanted her to love me, like I loved her. I pictured her naked again, for the millionth time.

Summer Brown-Dragomir's P.O.V.

"No, Chris, I'm ready to starve," I said, sarcastically. "Doesn't your concert start in like ten minutes anyway, Dragon?" Dragon's Chris' famous nickname. Somehow it got out that he was "like a dragon". I think it was because of his Dragomir Crest tattoo. Our real last name is Dragomir, but in the human world, we went by Brown. "I'll go get dressed," I told him. I dressed in a red spaghetti strap shirt adorned with black lace and a mid-thigh mini skirt. Ya, kinda a slutty outfit. I've heard all the names- but I'm still a virgin.

Chris Brown- Dragomir's P.O.V.

I blinked, "oh, well we got a while. 'Bout an hour actually. Concert was pushed back," I grinned then saw her standing there, "Uh-Uh. No way is my little sister wearing that outfit out in public! It's provocative and creepy- strigoi will notice immediately. No way! Besides you know how many drunks there'll be at the concert? Change. Now." I told her. She responded saying, "Hey, big bro, that's the point, drunks'll be there, they're the funnest. Anyway, you don't have room to talk about provocative, you're the biggest player in all of New York, NEW YORK!" With all her yelling it was obvious she was getting frustrated. " Seriously, You question me?" She went on. I was stunned. "Anyway, when I don't drink, I get all depressed and weird feeling," She reminded me as if I had forgot. She started staring me in the eyes, and suddenly I felt agreeable… She was right… I was a bigger player than she was… Right now I was even wearing a muscle shirt, which provokes a lot of females… And I did drink more often than she does and I'm not a spirit user; unlike her. And I was the famous one… I should be more careful than she is… " I'll order the beers," I said calmly, then smiled, "God Summer, you're so wrong. I'm so f****d up. You're not wrong like wrong-wrong, but wrong, like right wrong. Wow. I really am, you know? It's like I can't even help it. You know what I mean?" She shook her head no. I grinned wider, "I'll order the room service. I'm getting champagne and red wine for me. Beer for you? I'm also ordering a rack of honey barbeque ribs. Decided I won't have my feeder till' I get back tonight. What do you want to eat?" I looked at her carefully seeing a sly smile, "What?" I asked.

Lissa Dragomir's P.O.V.

"Fine," I said sullenly. I brightened up with the idea of seeing my idol, and Christian, of course. Walking out of my room I ran into him. "Come on, we're leaving," I started walking quickly away, not waiting for him. I knew he would follow anyway. I headed directly for Headmistress Kirova's office. When I walked in, I sat down in front of her. "You will let us take a private jet," I said using my compulsion. "Ok," She responded, "But, for safety in numbers you must also take Mason, Rose, Christian and… Adrian." Wow I thought, it's not like Adrian can protect me anyway. I decided not to use more compulsion on her, it felt wrong, anyway she had given me what I wanted. I told her that I agreed and walked out hoping she wouldn't re-think anything. I walked back outside to where Christian was waiting. He smiled at me and said, "You don't seem too put out that we don't get to do all sorts of things to eachother tonight." "Yes Christian," I replied somewhat annoyed, "I would love to do other things, After this concert, now please hurry." We started heading toward the jet.

Rose Hathaway's P.O.V.

I grinned sensing Lissa through the bond. Then I heard the news. Adrian had to come. And Mason. I groaned then grinned anyway. I ran back outside to go find Mason. I ran quickly to his room. "Mase!" I hissed, then rapped smartly on the door. Mason opened the door, " For God's sake Rose, It's after curfew!" I put on a seductive smile, "Come on Mase. It's me. You really think I care about curfew?" He grinned. "Anyway, as I was saying, you're coming to a concert with us. To see the sexiest badass human celebrity around." I told him. " No, I can't," he responded, "I can't sneak out to night, sorry Rose." I grinned wider, " That's the thing Mase! You don't have to sneak out tonight. Kirova approved us!"