Bliss couldn't believe this. She was sitting in the back of her Rolls Royce in a state of shock. The dream had seemed so real. She could've sworn Dylan was in her room.

Sighing and throwing her big red curls over her shoulders.

Not even modeling, something she loved with a passion could cheer her up. It had been two months since she'd had the dream of Dylan soaking wet, alive, in her room telling her he knew who the last surviving Silver Blood was.

But it had been a dream and now the girl from Texas was in an unpleasant reality.

"7th and Broad Miss Llewellyn," said her driver.

"Kay. I'll call you when I'm done," said Bliss getting out of the car.

In front of her was a huge old warehouse, probably abandoned. Her agent hadn't told who was signing her for this shoot but she had seemed very excited the Bliss had gotten this "incredibly prestigious job."

Pulling on the door Bliss entered to see the most elaborate sets ever.

It was a huge temple with statues of various naked deities guarding the gorgeous marble staircases. Only instead of an ancient city as a backdrop the background was of water covered by a thick fog and a lush pale forest behind the temple.

"Wow," was all that Bliss managed to say as she gazed at the sight before her.

"I know," said Mimi Force appearing suddenly beside her friend, "Incredible isn't it? I bet we're doing a diamond ad, they're always elaborate."

Bliss had to admit, she surprised that Mimi had been chosen. She and Farnsworth didn't exactly have a harmonious history.

Bliss had kind of hoped that Schuyler Van Alen would be here. But alas she was not; it was just her, Mimi, and Jack Force, Mimi's twin.

"Where's the crew?" asked Bliss looking around. Aside from the magnificent set there was nothing and no one here.

"I dunno," said Jack looking around, "Where's the designer or editor?"

Suddenly both the side door and the door Bliss had used to enter the warehouse opened to reveal Shuyler and her best friend Oliver Hazard-Perry at them.

"What are you two doing here?" spat Mimi.

"I-I got a call," said Shuyler and Oliver nodded.

"Same," he said.

"Great!" said Bliss and Jack at the same time.

Mimi glared at the pair of them as Jack and Shuyler blushed and Oliver's face went strangely blank.

Before Mimi could spit out a scathing insult a calm, cool voice said from behind them, "Now, now. Fangs and claws in please ladies. That goes for the young men as well."

Turning the five teenagers saw a young woman who looked to be about nineteen, had long burgundy colored hair with purple and blue highlights and one amethyst eye and one silver eye. The same girl from the night before at Club Apocalypse, she had changed out of her sexy black outfit into a pair of dark wash low slung jeans, gold flip-flops, and a gold off the shoulder, oversized tee shirt. Her hair was clipped back so that only a few wisps of her multi-colored hair hung in her face.

In the natural light that streamed in from the windows Shuyler noted that the stranger's face was…for lack of a better adjective…perfect. It was like looking at a statue of an angel or a goddess. Her mouth was full but not overpoweringly pouty, her eyes held the perfect almond shape underneath perfectly arched eyebrows, her nose was straight and perfectly Greek, and her skin was the color of tea with milk in it.

"You!" cried Mimi in shock staring at the other woman like she was a ghost.

The stranger smirked a little and called over her shoulder, "They're all here Leon…except him of course."

A black man with a head full of dreadlocks walked into the warehouse and stood next to the girl. Even though the man looked to be at least ten years older the girl had a more commanding presence.

"Ah ya kno 'e always comes late," said the dreadlocked man in a heavy Jamaican accent.

Smirking some more the girl looked back at Shuyler and the others and started to pace around them.

"Hi. I'm Raylene Peau-Ange. Call me Ray for short. This isn't going to be your traditional photo-shoot. For one thing I'm taking these photos purely as a reference point for a…for lack of a better word mural I'm painting. This is my… assistant is Leon Decomb. Now let me make one thing perfectly clear. I realize nearly all of you have modeled before but heed my word. I don't take any shit from anybody. Got that? If I tell you to do something or pose a certain way or to have a certain expression I don't want any ifs ands or buts."

She gave Mimi a fleeting glance as she said the last bit. Giving each of them an appraising look she continued.

"Now let's see if I can get you all."

"You must be the debonair Mr. Oliver Hazard-Perry Jr.," she said lifting Oliver's chin a little.

Oliver nodded looking a little unnerved.

"Miss Bliss Llewellyn…a Texas rose for the ages."

Bliss smiled a little.

"And the infamous Force twins…"

Jack gave a quick nod and Mimi glared, neither of them had forgotten the night before.

Finally Ray turned to Shuyler. Her eyebrow quirked and her lips curved into a smile.

"And last but certainly not least the lovely Miss Shuyler Van Alen."

Shuyler blushed.

Clapping her hands together Ray beamed and said, "Right now over there are you outfits…well chop, chop."

Shuyler saw what they would be wearing and her jaw dropped.

Ten minutes later Shuyler, Mimi, Bliss, Jack, and Oliver walked out dressed in their outfits.

Both Oliver and Jack were dressed in short tunics with gold ropes for belts. Jack in black Oliver in green.

Mimi walked out in a black robe that was slit all the way up to her left thigh. Her feet were bare and her flowing golden locks was a wreath of beautifully lush black roses.

Bliss was out next in a robe similar to Mimi's only it didn't have the slit and it was distinctly grander and in the purest silver. Her feet were bare as well but her curls were flowing freely down her back.

"Excellent," said Ray clapping her hands, "Now that we're all-."

"Wait," said Oliver, "where's Shuyler?"

Ray rolled her eyes and said, "She's right behind us, hoping that we'll forget about her. Shuyler come out babe…you look fantastic."

Everyone turned to see Shuyler and their jaws (with the exception of Leon and Ray) dropped.

Shuyler was standing before them in robe of the purest gold with flowing sleeves that practically covered her fingers. Her long blue black hair was flowing like a dark veil behind her.

Jack and Oliver gaped, Bliss squealed in delight, and Mimi seethed. How dare that little wretch look better then her! It was crime against nature!

Ray let out an inpatient whistle through her teeth and said, "Yes, yes Shuyler looks drop dead gorgeous but if we get started…."

"Mimi and Jack stand next to each other, closer, like lovers…there you go."

CLICK

"Now Oliver and Schuyler…Oliver stand to the side there and look at Schuyler. Schuyler…go right there…no no, stay…yeah that's it perfect now look at the temple please. Awesome."

CLICK

"Bliss stand on the opposite side of the temple, even to Schuyler look at the temple…perfect."

CLICK

"Now Jack and Schuyler…I hope you're comfortable with each other. Jack take Schuyler in your arms, more tender then you did with Mimi…think of it this way, Mimi is a booty-call and Schuyler is the love of your life…k…little closer, closer…"

Ray sighed in annoyance and shook her head. "You two really can't take a hint can you? Jack just kiss her for goodness sake! It certainly won't kill you."

Schuyler's insides were reeling. No, no, no, nononononono! As much as she wanted it she knew that kissing Jack would hurt her rather then help her.

Jack stared at Ray in utter and complete shock. He couldn't kiss Schuyler! Not that he didn't want to, he'd be lying if he said he didn't but…but…

Jack sighed and muttered, "Sorry," before kissing Schuyler.

It was like touching lightening, electrifying and painful all at one. They could've stayed like that forever, kissing in every way either of them knew how. It was as though they were trying to tell each other exactly what they felt with without saying anything at all.

CLICK

That was what finally drew them out of their "moment". Looking around Schuyler saw Leon and Ray exchanging smirks, Bliss looked happy for them, Oliver's face was oddly blank, and Mimi…well Schuyler was grateful she could run as fast as she could.

"Right now Schuyler, Bliss…stand in front of the temple side by side…there you go. Perfect."

CLICK

"Well I think that's everything…thank so mu-."

"Aren't you forgettin someting Ray?" asked Leon with a sly smirk.

Ray frown and said, "Oh c'mon Leo…you can't possibly."

Leon merely smirked and shoved her into a dressing room.

About five minutes later Ray reentered the set and everyone's jaws hit the floor.

She was wearing a robe of the deepest royal purple. Her burgundy hair fell down her back and on top of her head was a small tiara encrusted with priceless jewels. A cluster of pearls, a square cut ruby, a cluster of pearls, a square cut ruby, a cluster of pearls, a square cut ruby, a cluster of pearls across the headband and in the tiara's point a group of emeralds, sapphires and ruby's shaped like a cross. She was barefoot like the others but still, she seemed to float over to the set.

Bliss distinctly heard her mutter, "Sadistic, cover-blowing adservio."

"Right Schuyler stay where you are, face me…good ok Leon you know what to do."

Ray took off her tiara and held it out arms length, Schuyler's hands barely brushed over the gold.

But still, the minimal contact was enough to send a warm blast of heat up her arm, into her very being.

CLICK

Ray moved to the other side of Bliss and held out the same tiara. Like Schuyler as soon as Bliss's skin came into contact with the precious metal she began to tingle all over.

CLICK

"All right…now we're done," said Ray, "Y'all can get changed, just leave the clothes on the hangers."

"When will we get our checks?" asked Mimi stripping down to her skivvies in front of everyone.

Ray smirked as Leon, Oliver, Jack, Bliss, and Schuyler gaped and said, "Relax…you'll be paid."

"Bliss…Schuyler…could I talk to you two for a moment?"

"Sure," said Bliss and Schuyler at the same time walking over to the older girl.

"You both have something…something special in you," said Ray eyeing them both, "You're different from the rest of the world and it shows."

Bliss and Schuyler exchanged glances, Ray had no idea how different.

"Gifts like your should be…honed," continued Ray lowering her voice slightly as Jack and Mimi past them.

Jack squeezed Schuyler's shoulder and whispered, "I'll see you at home."

Schuyler blushed as Mimi forcefully steered her brother away.

Turning back to Ray Schuyler blushed harder when she noticed the slight smirk playing on the photographer's lips while Bliss looked shocked.

"You live with the Forces?" the Texan asked incredulously.

"Charles Force adopted me," supplied Schuyler meekly.

"Why?" asked Bliss, even Ray looked interest now.

"He's my mother's brother…he and my granddad don't get along very well," said Schuyler sending Bliss a look that clearly said it was a vampire thing, no humans could know.

"Oh," was all Bliss said.

"Heh hem," said Ray clearing her throat. "So…what do you girls say? Do want the lessons or not?"

Bliss and Schuyler looked at each other. Lessons on modeling? Sounded like a bunch of bull to them but something in Ray's eyes, a fire of some sort, seemed to give off the impression that there was more to this then what met the eye.

They both agreed, and as they left wondered what exactly they had gotten themselves into.