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Spoiler- Jez is captured by the Night World Council.

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Jez POV

Capture was the last thing Jez Redfern expected from such a wonderful day.

It was so beautiful outside, the sky color ranging from orange, to violet, to gray, to blue, being twilight.

She also didn't expect to have this great of a day. The damned Daybreak witches finally let her out of the mansion, within reason, and she had gotten to go to the Strip with fake ID's with her best friends Rashel, Keller, Maggie, and Poppy, and their Soulmates, and of course Morgead. She hadn't won any money out of the casinos, but Rashel, Galen, and Maggie had gotten a few dollars playing poker. Who'd have thought Galen the gambling type?

Everything was overly exceptional today, and of course now she was on her way to spend some 'quality time' with Morgead. She smiled, nice choice of words, she thought to herself wryly.

She was passing by the game room when she noticed something was off. It was…….something cruel……..a dark aura that came from the game room. Was Ash drinking again?

She went in there to find out, and that was when he perfect day cam crumbling down right before her silver-blue eyes.

Who was that? Jez had never seen him around the mansion before, but she could tell he was no human.

He looked like a shape shifter. He had pitch black hair, even blacker than Morgead's, and startling red-brown eyes and very pale skin. His shoulders were broad, he was very tall, and was nicely muscled. The way he was standing reminded Jez distinctly of a bear.

She decided to speak to him; she was so serious it wasn't even funny, who the heck was he?

"Who are you?" Jez asked, her fierce silver-blue eyes flashing silver. She didn't like this guy; he gave off too dark of an aura for her taste.

The man smiled a dark and bleak smile that didn't go to his red-brown eyes, "Well hello darling. Aren't you pretty?" he said softly. Jez faintly noticed that he had something behind his back, something lethal maybe.

Jez was already furious with him, "You never answered my question." She said between clenched teeth, "Who are you?"

The man kept his smile and laughed a soft and dark laugh, his pupils growing larger, "Wouldn't you like to know?"

Jez smiled a not-so-nice smile, "Well—will you tell me?"

He laughed and shook his head, his soft melodious laughter repeating and repeating inside her mind, he edged forward to her, and Jez didn't dare back up a step, she couldn't show any weaknesses. She needed to get some help…..she was absolutely positive he wasn't here to have a tea party, "How did you get in here?" she asked him. Lupe and Nilsson were the best in Las Vegas, how could something like that slip past them?

"The back door. You know—you guys really should keep things like that guarded too, you don't want any bad guys to get in right—under—your—nose." He was very close to her now, and she was almost nose-to-nose with him, well more so nose-to-forehead.

She leaned back, he had a horrid smell to his breath, and obviously he just fed.

He lifted the hand that was behind his back, and Jez desperately tried to get out of the way, but she moved a fraction of a second too late, and a baseball bat knocked her on the head and the next thing she knew- black.

Hannah POV

Hannah smiled and whistled as she ran up the stairs of the Circle Daybreak mansion. It was such a beautiful night! But—sadly it was cold. She was about to watch the sunset and the stars rise with Thierry, but she got a little chilly, she had to find her sweater.

She was passing the game room now. She didn't notice anything off at first, but out of the corner of her soft gray eye, she something startling and red. Her head snapped in the startling red's direction, and she was moving before she could process what was happening.

She was moving—yes. Did she know where she was going? Nope.

Her mind took awhile to let the sight in front of her sink in. Someone….familiar…..someone with startling red hair…gash on the side of the face…….fair skin…..tall…….high cheekbones and well-chiseled features….

She screamed for help at the top of her lungs, "HELP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP! JEZ IS HURT!"

Five seconds later Thierry, Morgead, Lupe, Quinn, Rashel, Keller, and Galen burst through the door looking slightly confused, but when they saw Jez limp on the floor they leaped into action.

"Jez!" Morgead exclaimed and ran to her side to hold her in his arms. By the way Hannah saw it……she was too light……

Jez gasped and her silver-blue eyes flew open.

Arthur POV

Arthur was pissed. He had been searching for this 'Jez' girl for well past an hour in this very large mansion, and he was getting tired. But, the Council themselves wanted him to find her and bring her to them…..so it was his duty, no questions asked.

That redheaded girl in the game room threw him off. She was so much like a vampire….yet so much like a human. Just like this Jez Redfern was supposed to be like. All of a sudden he noticed his mistake, "Damn it!" he exclaimed and headed back toward the game room, but he heard a scream before he could come down the same hall. Crap! Someone had found her!

"HELP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP! JEZ IS HURT!" a girl with a voice around the age of seventeen was saying. Damn! That really was Jezebel Redfern, guess he'd just have to intrude on their little get-together, he had his baseball bat still……that had a silver handle….good for any shape shifter, werewolf, vampire, witch, or even human that wants to party.

He smiled darkly to himself, knowing it wasn't the most innocent and angelic smile in the world.

Jez POV

Screaming….I hear….screaming? Someone is screaming. Jez thought to herself. What happened? Now if only I could get up……..she couldn't even try.

Jez, Morgead's mental voice interrupted her own thoughts, he was giving her that lovely silver chord again, that wonderful Soulmate of hers, now if only she could remember why he was doing it. That'd be good.

She grabbed on tight to the silver chord, the same silver that flashed regularly through her eyes, and let Morgead help her out of unconsciousness. Maybe being awake will help with her memory loss.

She gasped and her eyes flew open.

There was a moment of pure silence then everything erupted, "Jez! What the hell happened?" Morgead asked, gently and tenderly as he could trying to wipe the blood away from the gash, but Jez still winced, "Sorry," he murmured and snatched his hand away, "I'm going to kill whoever did this." He muttered feverishly.

"Not if I kill you first." Someone with a familiar dark voice said.

Jez jumped off the ground in a ready fighting position, she could she Morgead trying to push her behind him, but she vaguely noticed it, the memories were all flooding back to her, the game room, yes that's where she was, secrecy……of and of course the baseball bat with the silver handle. Oh joy, she thought bleakly to herself.

Everyone was startled now, trying to get in a ready stance. Quinn and Rashel were masters at zanshin, Jez noted irrelevantly.

"So…..do you prefer to die, or shall I take the girl no questions asked?" the dark man asked. Jez didn't like him. Jez didn't like him one bit.