First time writing for House on Night, hope you like it! Just a short story, set in Tempted. Zoey/Kalona. Enjoy! Please read and review if you liked it!

KPOV

"I want her..." Kalona spoke these three words aloud, over and over again as he paced the confines of his room. He and the Tsi Sgili Queen, formerly High Priestess, Neferet had barely escaped Tulsa with their lives. Zoey, no matter how impossible he had thought it to be, had figured out how to weaken him. Kalona, an immortal God, wounded by a circle created by a fledgling. But no ordinary fledgling, he reminded himself, this is simply further proof of her power. And further justification behind his drive to possess her... To have his precious A-ya at his side and in his arms once more. The wooden oak door that separated the small stone bedroom and the bathroom opened, revealing Neferet and a cloud of steam and mist followed her.

"Please don't fret so much, my dear..." she cooed, "When our plan comes into action, you won't have to worry about Zoey or any of her fledglings again. I'll see to that personally, if that would please you..." She said, rubbing her body seductively against his as she slid a hand across his chest to cup his face. Normally, this would have pleased him, after all he did appreciate a good looking mortal woman when he saw one. She had come out of the bathroom wearing a very flattering, very revealing spaghetti strap nightgown, stopping at about mid-thigh and made of shimmery red silk. Under any other circumstances, he wouldn't have been able to control himself.

But not tonight. After his embarrassing defeat, he had become that much more infatuated with the young Priestess Zoey, not to mention the attitude Neferet had been putting out recently. She was a beautiful, graceful, sexy vampyre Priestess, that much was clear, but she was arrogant, vindictive, and controlling to counter it. She was as beautiful as she was spiteful. If she wasn't such a crucial part of his plan to be reunited with his A-ya, he wouldn't have given her a spare glance. Instead of voicing his discontent with the Tsi Sgili Queen, he merely turned away from her touch and resumed his pacing. It helped him think.

"No, she must NOT die... It is imperative that I have her alive. The question is how..." Kalona ran a hand through his silky black hair and let out a sigh.

"I don't understand your infatuation with the fledgling, she would be better off dead." Neferet argued, "With her death, the circle would be permanently broken and we could-"

"Silence!" He ordered. " I wish to hear no more talk of killing the girl. I've already told you. She will be mine, no matter what it takes from me."

"Erebus, you know as well as I that she won't stray from Nyx. She's too far influenced by her hand, it is naive to think otherwise." Kalona felt anger flare up in his chest.

"It would be wise to remember to whom you are speaking, Tsi Sgili!" He shouted.

"Fine," she said, looking away from his gaze. "If possessing Zoey is of that great importance to you, it will be done." She looked out the window to a Raven Mocker passing by the window.

"You! Get in here, Mocker, I have a task for you!"

"You will not disrespect my sons, either," he warned.

"Of course not, my love," she purred in response. Turning to the Raven Mocker, she finished her command. "You are to bring Zoey Redbird to this island, alive and alone. Knock her unconscious if you have to, but get her here and as fast as you can!" His son, Alterius, hissed a "Yessssss Missssstressss" and flew off into the night, the cawing of a raven echoing the steady beating of his wings.

I will have you back at last, A-ya...

ZPOV

I sat in my bed at the House of Night, petting my sleeping cat Nala and clutching a book in my hands. After all the craziness that had gone down the past couple of weeks, it was nice to be able to relax for just a moment. Who knew what dangers or threats tomorrow will bring, hell, with my luck what horrible things the next hour might bring! But for now, seeing as how Kalona and Neferet, along with their creepy Raven Mockers had left campus, things seemed mostly calm. Kalona hadn't even been messing around in her dreams. But that might have been mostly because of Stark. Since their return, he had refused to leave her side and even slept next to her. Not with her, though. She was starting to feel hopeful that maybe all her jealous and overprotective ex-boyfriend/jealous and stubborn ex-human boyfriend/warrior who might turn into boyfriend issues were starting to be resolved. She and Heath were Imprinted, again, and there was nothing she could do about it. She and Stark were eternally bound by the warrior Oath he had sworn to her, and well... She didn't know what the hell was going on between her and Erik anymore. It seemed like she never knew what to do with him. She still cared about him and maybe even loved him still, but after that little display at the Abbey with Venus, boyfriend was totally out of the question. Speaking of boyfriend issues, Stark (who had been sitting on the opposite side of the room) looked up at me once and came over to her bed, sitting right next to me.

"You're anxious...uneasy, and confused. But mostly, majorly stressed." He said, putting an arm around me, pulling me into the warmth of his chest. He could see that the small motion had given me goosebumps, and I was shaking -and not from the cold.

"Sorry," I replied, silently calling fire to myself to warm my skin to get rid of those majorly unattractive goosebumps, and took a calming breath before opening her eyes once more. "I was just thinking about Erik and Heath, and what I'm gonna do about Kalona and Neferet, and-"

"You need sleep." He stated. "You've been under so much stress and pressure and you've had quite enough of saving the world. Heath and Erik aren't going anywhere, and neither is that book." I looked in his eyes, which were only filled with concern and sympathy. Great, like I needed people feeling sorry for me. Just as I opened my mouth to speak, however, I felt a small chill. Something was pulling at my mind, though I had no idea what it was. The elements, maybe? It didn't feel out of place, but it was coming from outside.

"I gotta go take care of something really quick."

"What?" He asked, instantly getting up to follow me.

"It's nothing, " I said quickly, "Just need to go get something from downstairs. You stay here."

"I'm coming with you, Zoey." He said, pushing back the covers.

"Please, Stark," I asked breathlessly. The last thing I needed was one more overprotective guy babysitting me. I understood where the concern was coming from, but it was majorly annoying sometimes. "I'll be gone just a few minutes. Why don't you get comfy in bed, I'll be right back. 'Kay?" He looked reluctant. I was about to tell him off about being like a helicopter parent, but he sat back down and got back under the covers.

"As you wish, my Priestess." He said. I silently thanked Nyx that he didn't press further. He didn't need to know what I was doing. Hell, I didn't even know what I was doing! But I exited my room and made my way silently downstairs.

Peeking around the corner, I was relieved to see everybody was in bed and the common room quiet. Before Stark or anybody else could question me, I raced across the empty hall and out the girls dorm doors. Outside in the chilly night air, I focused on the feeling again, trying to place it. Even though me and Shaunee- or Shaunee and I as Damien would have corrected me, had been working on clearing the ice, it still kept raining down and re-freezing. I put the blanket that I had draped around me like a cape over my head and before I could question it, ran off. I followed the pull of the feeling, like a child trying to get its mothers attention, when I suddenly felt recognition. It felt like Stevie Rae. Was she trying to get me outside to talk? In this weather? Whatever it was, couldn't it have waited until morning? I thought to myself, but still trudged on through the snow. I suppose I'll find out when I get there.

It was only when I'd notice the charred stump of the great oak that I realized I was over by the east wall. A prickle of unease crept under the blanket, making me shiver. This was the very spot where Kalona had risen, where professor Nolan had been found, and where Neferet had almost killed my best friend-again. This place felt wrong. Before I had the sense to run away, I heard a familiar voice.

"Zoey!" It was Stevie Rae. "Over here!" If it weren't for the relief I felt, I should have noticed there was something off about her voice. But I ignored it and ran to the other side of the old oak, where not only was it not my best friend, but what I saw should have made me scream like a little girl. Three big, muscular Raven Mockers stood there. The one that seemed to be in the lead opened its terrible beak and croaked at me. I was frozen to the spot with fear.

"Thanks for joining ussss, Zoeyyyy..." It, well, Mocked me, speaking in Stevie Rae's voice. The difference I hadn't noticed before had been the menacing hiss in its voice. Before I had time to react, or to even call upon the elements to help me, two of them lunged at me, grabbing my wrists and pinning me to the spot. I saw the terrible gleam in the first one's eyes as it approached me.

"Fatherrrrrrr will be pleassseddddd..." It hissed. I could only muster a small prayer of Nyx help me! before it grabbed my throat, sending what felt like currents of electricity throughout my body. If I could scream, I would have. It felt like I was being tazed by a thousand people at once, and the last thing I saw was its horrid laughing before I slumped to the ground, unconscious.

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