Hey! Ok, so I actually planned to release this a lot sooner (like the day after the first chapter) but I decided to hold off as I wanted to get some of your opinions first, I know I say this a lot but your reviews really really help! x

I was worried that in the last one I made it too obvious who Lily was, but no one has guessed correctly yet so yay! But don't worry you'll find out soon enough.. ;)

Brooklyn, New York – 1.30 pm

The room was relatively small, witha deep purple carpet and hot pink walls, which were covered in black glittering zebra strips. Simone vaguely remembered her father saying that it reminded him of Isabelle's room, not that she had met her father's sister, she had died before Simone was even born but she had seen pictures since.

The room, like all the others in the house was bright, but for the ceiling, which was not white, but a dark midnight blue with vast constellations painted with the up most accuracy. Her father had moaned for months of having to teach her the stars out of textbooks rather than the actual night sky, however there was he small problem that you could not see the constellations properly in the heart of Brooklyn. So her mother had spent an entire day painting them and it had been worth it, this was much better than a textbook.

It was at this that the two girls lay staring at on the soft carpeted floor, the straight black spill of hair mixing with the bright red as they lay head to head in silence. Simone focused on the star that shinned brighter than all the rest, the morning star.

Lily turned her head slightly and asked tentatively "Will she be alright?"

Simone sighed heavily and sat up. Blowing a stray bit of hair out of her face she stood up and began to pace, before sitting down abruptly on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah. This happens sometimes, something can trigger a breakdown then she locks herself in the bedroom and cries. But she's always alright in the end, dad knows how to calm her down."

Her tone was casual but the look in her eyes and the words she spoke were of that of a much older person and spoke of great distress.

Lily sat up and with a look of sympathy that did not quite meet her eyes "Did you call your dad then?"

"Yep" Simone answered quietly as she looked at her feet.

Eyebrows now drawn together Lily asked hesitantly "Your mum spoke of a password, what was it?"

The act was very well done the hesitancy, the careful questioning. Even if Simone had not been distracted or had been looking for signs of treachery it was very unlikely that she would have noticed the deceit for this was truly a master at work.

Simone looked up, her eyes slightly watery and her voice thick with unshed tears "I hate ducks."

"Excuse me?"

She laughed quietly "That's the password"

Lily baffled for a moment but said bracingly "Fair enough!"

Simone smiled indulgently at her.

Just then the sound of the front door opening reached the girls followed by light footsteps then the sound of a door being opened. Muffled sobbing carried through the door and was cut off quickly again by the door being shut again.

She looked down at Lily to say that, that was probably her dad when she caught weird look on the other girls face. Simone was not sure if it was triumph, annoyance or a bit of both, but the look was only fleeting and it disappeared so quickly that she was not sure whether it had actually been there at all.

Shaking her head she tried again "Lily –"

There was no denying it now a look of irritation defiantly passed over the other girls face.

"What's wrong?" she asked confused now.

Lily looked up at her and raised an eyebrow "Wrong? Nothing is wrong, silly girl. I am just not accustom to things happening earlier than I am expecting them to."

Simone sat open mouthed, a look of hurt and outrage in her golden eyes. But before she could say anything Lily raised a hand for silence and stood up before turned to face the door. She did not open it but listened, there was a faint commotion coming from outside the door.

Simone stood up and started heatedly "Lily –"

The other girl whirled around and shock froze Simone where she stood.

Lily's eyes were pitch black, not like the man's had been earlier, but completely black no whites.

"THAT IS NOT MY NAME!" she bellowed, not with a little girls voice, not even a human voice, but a voice that was like a thousand explosions.

The glass in the windows actually shook.

A look of superiority settled over the girls face when Simone looked shake.

Her eyes slowly began to go back to human form.

"Sit down" she said quietly.

It would have been better if she had shouted, for her tone was calm but it was much more deadly for it.

Simone was still too astonished to move.

The girl's eyes flashed in anger again and she flicked a hand and Simone felt her legs buckle underneath her, as if someone had kicked her in the back of the knees. She fell face fell into the carpet.

Brushing her hair once again out of her eyes as she pushed herself into a sitting position, trying not to panic as she had lost feeling in her legs. The sound of definite fighting was coming from the other side of the door and then a loud bang.

The girl yanked open the door to reveal a man.

The man.

He stood towering over them his pale white hair, crumpled shirt and elegant hands were shinning with fresh blood. There was a look of complete shock on his sharp, normally perfectly controlled features as he looked down at the little girl.

With a single mirthless laugh he said in a disturbed whisper "Lilith?"