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Miami, not a typical hide out of mine. I was treading careful ground by stepping foot inside one of the multiple cities that Jager had clamed. However, tonight I was in the mood to taunt, not really considering the consequences, as I made my way into one of the dark night clubs that filtered the city.

I pushed open the door to Valley, Jager's main club, and walked in. With a quick scan of the room I was sure that none of his kin were present in the room. From there I slowly made my way over to the bar where there was a girl working, one of the pathetic humans that the vampire had blood bonded to himself.

I do no fear Jager, if that is what you are thinking. I have been around for much longer than Jager to ever fear him or his kin. I tend to avoid him out of pure annoyance for his fledglings. None of them seem to accept the amount of attention and respect I receive from Siete, our creator.

However they do not understand, and never will, why I receive this special attention.

Flashback

My history is a long one, dating back to ancient times. I was born in Cairo in the year 1780 BC to the name of Dea Chione. The human girl was to be the next queen of Egypt. When she turned 17 she was ready to take the thrown in three days time.

I sat in front of the table which held various combs, dyes, scents, and jewelry that would be needed for the ceremony that would be necessary for the ceremony in a few hours time. My mother, Eevan and my sister Kanika stood behind me, prepping me to go and face my people for the first time.

Finally the ceremony was only 15 minutes away and my mother and sister went to join my father on the palace balcony. I walked to the large window at the back of the room and stood waiting for my free life to be over and that of servitude to begin.

Soon I was joined by my lover, Set. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck. Slowly I turned around to face him. I smiled when I was that he held a rose in his hand. I took it and was surprised when I noticed that it was not read, but black. I looked back up to him and did not notice that the rose had torn open the palm of my hand.

Maybe if I had been paying attention, I would have lived my life and died an old woman, a queen. There were many days at the beginning where I would have preferred to have my old life back. Now I realize that Siete gave me a gift, and that I will life my life a queen in the world of darkness.

Set took my hand and brought it to his lips. He licked the blood off of my palm and then looked back at my face. 'I want you to be mine, forever.' he whispered into my ear. I smiled and reached up to kiss him. I then felt his lips travel down to my neck and kiss me softly.

I gasped as I felt his teeth sink into my neck, but soon I relaxed and let it happen. I could feel myself slipping, loosing control over my body, but I never once thought to fight it. I loved Set, who I would later learn to call Siete, and I trusted him completely. He had never hurt me and I did not think that he would start now.

I woke up the next night in excruciating pain. I don't remember much from that night. I vaguely remember Siete telling me what had happened, and that it would be best if my family believed me to be dead. I remember being very upset with him and pushing him away when he said we had to hunt. I remember that he told me I would die if I did not feed and that he refused to let that happen. Other than that I remember little from the actual hunt.

I remember going back to my home two days later, hiding in the shadows. My sister had not come out of her room since she had found me missing. My parents were still in disbelief. I stayed close by but remembered the warning that they would not accept what I was. I was torn apart by grief, watching my family mourn.

Two days after that my father was found dead in his room. It was now only my mother and sister. My sister became queen a week after I disappeared. She had become very unstable in the week and there was not a formal ceremony. She ruled behind a silver screen, never walking among her people. She never moved past her grief.

I watched the transition be made from mother to daughter. After that I went back to Siete and the two of us disappeared for a long time. I did not want to be around the family that I had been forced to abandon. Siete became the only reason that I continued to move forward. While I had been angry at him for what he had done, I realized that I couldn't let him go. He was the only person in my life who I could trust and I still loved him with all that I had. He brought me through the pain of loosing my family and made me one of the strongest in our world.

End Flashback

I was sitting at the bar when I felt someone walk up behind me. I reached out and searched her aura. She was vampire, but week, one of Jager's newer children. She would most likely not even be able to call to Jager before I killed her. But I was interested in what she wanted to I didn't kill her right away.

"Icis, I don't believe that Jager and Fala will be happy to see you when they get here." She looked at me and smirked when she saw irritation on my face at the mention of her immortal father. That smirk was all I needed. I grabbed her by the throat and threw her against the wall.

She crashed into the glass wall at the other end of the room with a crunch as her spine fractured. This wouldn't stop her for two long, but she was young and wasn't able to deal with pain as easily as some of our kind. She began to stand up and I appeared behind her.

As I wrapped my hand around her neck Jager walked into the room. I could feel the anger flowing off of him. He was not happy that I was in his club, let alone threatening his children.

"Icis, you need to take you hands off of Amie, now. And then you need to get the hell out of my club." He looked like he was ready to kill so I figured that this was not the best time to push him. I tightened my hand around Amie's neck just enough to break her wind pipe and then disappeared from the club.