I give credit where credit is due! I got inspiration for this from several fics, At the End of Hope, Darklight, and All I Wish is to Dream Again.

Disclaimer: Oh yeah, and I don't own any characters that you've heard of before

I have been getting a number of people reading the first chapter, and that's it. Seriously people, I want to hear what is making you leave. I can't improve if I don't know what's wrong. Flames will be stored with hot peppers and put on pizza.

Summary: They had been poked, hurt, and lied to their whole lives. And they never knew. Abel, Cain, Seth, and Lillith were the only known examples of their species, and the ones who kept them were not about to let them go so easily. A past-fic on the origins of the Nightlords.

Prelude

A woman was found wounded in a pile of rubble, having miraculously survived a building collapsing on top of her. The medic androids rushed her into an ambulance and whisked her to the hospital, only to be redirected to the Institute of Science.

***Chapter 1***

She walked down the hall, pausing to look at the data screens that monitored their projects. Lisa did not know what to expect, none of their team did. It wasn't every day that you stumbled on a completely new—and intelligent—species.

They had discovered them completely by accident. In fact, it had been only coincidence that had brought them to light.

There had been a building collapse or a traffic accident, she could not remember which, and one of the survivors had been a woman with silver-blond hair. During one of the standard genetic tests to check for irregularities that would require special treatment, the EMT found that the woman was not human. In fact, her DNA did not match any known species. It had been a moment that any scientist would die for, to discover non-human intelligent life—not among the stars, as people had hoped for for millennia—but here on Earth, living, possibly thriving. And they (humans) had never known.

Lisa glanced at the screen again. It seemed that the female was trying something, again. Lisa was amazed at the female's determination. It had been nearly six months since she had been brought here, and since then there had been almost a dozen escape attempts. One had nearly been successful.

An impulse seized her. She wanted to talk to the woman in the cell.

Acting on an impulse was one of the worst things a scientist could do, she reflected as she walked to the observation room. I so should not be doing this. She thought as she flipped the switch that allowed two-way communication with the room.

"H-hello? Can you hear me?"

The female paused for a moment. Then she continued picking away the protective covering on the wall panel.

Lisa sighed. Was it even worth it? That damn impulse nudged her again. Do it, do it, do it. She resigned herself to being fired when this got out.

"Listen, if you feel like not talking that's fine."

What the hell am I doing?

"Why don't you tell me?"

Did I say that out loud?

The woman was sitting cross-legged about ten feet from the unbreakable permaglass wall that separated them, "My my, talking to yourself. That is one of the first signs of insanity, you know."

Lisa shut her mouth before any more thoughts could come out.

The female plucked at the gray sweat suit. "I've got nothing but time, whoever you are." She squinted. "Lisa Moravain." She flipped a long strand of hair over her shoulder.

She had absolutely no idea what to say. "Uh, who are you?" Great, what an intelligent question to...huh?

"Alexandra." The woman was no longer wearing a neutral expression. She was staring intently at this unusual warden of this scientific prison. "What do you want from me?"

"I don't know...I mean, nothing. I just wanted to talk is all."

The woman behind the glass laughed bitterly. "You just wanted to talk?" She asked mockingly, "Are you sure there isn't something that you have forgotten to try on me? Some torture that hasn't been done yet? Well, here's what I think of you!" With a snarl, she leaped at the wall and...punched right through it!

Lisa tried to run to the door, but the female grabbed her from behind and put her in a chokehold. Lisa's hands scrabbled at the female's arm, trying to loosen the merciless grip, but she might as well have been a child for all the difficulty the female was having controlling her. As her vision started to go dim, she heard shouting.

Don't let it escape!

Watch out for the claws!

Lisa's vision went black.

†

She woke up in a hospital bed. "Where am I?" Then she remembered. Her gasp hurt her throat and made her want to cough.

"Settle down, Miss Moravain."

When she could talk without pain she asked, "What happened?"

"The detaining team successfully captured the female and brought you here for medical treatment."

Lisa closed her eyes, not bothering to press the machine for more details. She stared up at the ceiling for a long, long time.

†

She was released the next day, and was allowed to come back to work. Her husband wanted her to quit her job at the research lab, but she refused. She loved her work too much; being at the cutting edge of science had always made her blood tingle with excitement.

She had another reason to return. The female, Alexandra.

Lisa had had nightmares about her the night before. She had been strapped to a table, tubes coming out of her, and she was hooked up to at least a dozen different machines. The woman screamed, then Alexandra's eyes opened, begging her for help.

What was so disturbing was the fact that it was a memory.

Lisa couldn't not visit her again.

***End Chapter 1***

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