I do not own blood ties or most of the ideas! I do own Kailah and Sarah! I do not own the imprinting Stephenie Myer does! Though I wish I did!

Later that night, Henry exits his building, passing the doorman Greg on the way.

"Good evening Mr. Fitzroy. You been following the excitement in the news?" he called as Henry reached the door smiling brightly.

"I avoid it whenever possible." Henry said uncaringly while putting on his gloves.

"It's all about the vampire. Two killings already. Not a drop of blood left in either of them. Just like in the movies huh?" Greg said laughing holding out the paper.

"Just like in the movies. Vampires are a myth. The people who write this and the people that who read this are idiots." Henry walks over and snatches the paper looking it over.

"Yeah, I guess." Greg agrees not wanting to upset Henry.

"They play on people's fears. You'd think reporters would stick to the facts." Henry asked handing the paper back smiling.

"Uh, you can keep that." He said he said Henry smiles and turns away slightly before turning back to look at Greg.

"Do you believe this?" Henry asked holding up the paper.

"No." he said pursing his lips looking a little scared.

"Good." Henry said walking away looking over the paper.

(Kailah's pov)

If some one is in my territory I'm going to have to watch mom and dad like a hulk. So that's why I'm wasting my time watching my mother's investigation.

"What is she doing?" I asked myself as mom took a picture of the wall. What was so important?

Once she was in the anclove I walked over to the place where she took the picture. A pentagram. Yay! Just what I need. Not only another Vampire in my territory but possible demons. I reached out to touch it. When my hand was almost on it I heard foot steps coming from the beginning of the alley. I lifted my nose in the air and took a whiff.

Vampire.

I quickly turned to face him my eyes going black and my fangs coming out. He raised an eyebrow before pushing me against the wall, letting his fangs come out to.

When I looked at him a tiny heat flooded through me. He was so close I could feel his breath caress my face. I started to struggle not liking being the one trapped.

He pressed me tighter against the wall and looked me dead in the eye and we both stopped breathing.

My struggling stopped; heat flooded through me, stronger than before, but it was a new kind of heat- not a burning.

It was glowing.

Everything inside me came undone as I stared into those deep black eyes that held passion, sadness, and….love? All the lines the lines that held me to my life were sliced apart in swift cuts, like clipping a bunch of balloons. Everything that made me who I was- my love for my mother, my love for my father, my claim to this city, my hatred for my enemies, my home, my name , my self, my secret, my very being- disconnected from me in that second- Snip, Snip, Snip-and floated up into space.

I was not left drifting. A new sting held me where I was.

Not one string, but a million. A million steel cables all tying me to one thing-to the very center of the universe.

I could see that now-how the universe swirled around this one point. I'd never seen the symmetry of the universe before, but now it was plain.

The gravity of the earth no longer tied me to the place where I stood.

It was the man in front of me, holding me to the wall looking at me with his head cocked to the side like an animal, and staring at me like a man looking at the light for the first time that held me here now.

"Who are you?" he whispered. He leaned forward slightly so are faces were an inch apart.

"You know I should be the one asking you that question I mean you are on my territory." I smirked, he smiled and chuckled.

He stepped back and held out his hand I took it and once are hands connected I could feel heat and electricity running through are hands. He stared in to my eyes. I raised an eyebrow. He chuckled.

"Wait so you're saying you're the former Duke of Richmond. That would make you 470." I asked incredulously. He smiled and nodded.

"That's right, and you are?" he asked. I smiled.

"Kailah Celluci and I have only been a vampire for three years. So can I ask why you're killing in my territory and leaving the bodies in public's eye, because I know for a fact I have never killed my dinner." I asked leaning against the wall, looking by the anclove to see mom scraping blood from a crack in the wall.

"Neither have I. There must be another vampire in our territory," he said emphasizing our, he smirked as I glared.

"What makes you think I won't kill you first," I asked smoothly. He smiled and put his arms on either side of me and leaned in so his mouth was by my ear. He laughed quietly, airy, when I shivered.

"I know because you felt it to, the imprint, our souls mingling and coming together, the ties coming together and cutting off everyone else only to be centered on each other. The need to claim me the possessive need. You can feel it." He whispered running his nose over my ear. All I could do is nod.

"Come to my apartment tomorrow and we'll talk," he offered leaning back and looking me in the eye. I heard foot steps and saw my mother turning the corner.

"Go. I'll be there," I whispered. He nodded and started to walk down the alley.

As Vicki leaves the alcove she catches sight of Henry

"Hey! Hey, excuse me! Can I ask you a couple of questions?" she yells but a van drives by and he disappeared. I walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. She jumped and spun around.

"Hello to you to, mum," I teased, she looked confused. I sighed. "I came looking for you and thought you might be here so I when I got here I saw him turn the corner I asked him if he knew what happened or saw anything he said no." I lied. Oh god. I've never lied to my mom always stretched the truth. She believed me of course.

"Okay. Do you want to come to the morgue with me to talk to Mohadevan?" she asked. That actually be a good idea, I can see what kind of vampire I'm dealing with. New or old.

"Sure I haven't seen her in a while." I agreed nodding. She smiled and put an arm around me.

"You know you really kill your dad with those outfits." She laughed I smiled. I was wearing almost the same thing as yesterday be with a red lacy tank top.

"I do my best." I said proudly. She smiled.

"You are definitely exactly like me." She said. I laughed and put my head on her shoulder.

(Morgue- 10:03)

"You understand I wouldn't normally share this kind of information outside the police force. But there are times when we must rise above the rigidities of conventional ethics. Solving this young fellow's murder is all that's important now." Mohadevan said putting on her gloves.

"Amen to that. Whoever did this did not care about the extra marks for neatness." I said looking the mark with mom.

"Please, not in front of the client." Mohadevan said, said gesturing to the body. I laughed.

"I don't think he'll mind." Mom said.

"Oh! Just because he's dead doesn't mean he doesn't have feelings. Most are more sensitive than the living." Mohadevan said using a scalpel to examine the wound.

"What do you think caused these marks on his neck?" Mom asked as I looked at the mark.

It could be an old vampire who had to move quickly or just had to cover it up. It could have been a young one that had no clue what he was doing. huh. What to do, what to do.

God what am I going to do. If he knows I'm here he'll come after me or mom and dad. If he knows Henry's here he'll go after him. I can't let that happen. I have to find him.

And what was that, that happened in the alley? Why do I feel so connected to him? Why is he so stuck in my head? I guess I'll find out tomorrow.

"Frankly, I haven't a clue." Mohadeven's voice pulled me out of my thinking.

"Celluci said there was another victim killed the same way." Mom said. Watching Mohadevan's examination.

"Yes. With both, the wounds are jagged and uneven." She said

"Like from teeth?" Mom asked. Oh great.

"Like from teeth. But whatever did the cutting was razor sharp. It cut right through skin, muscle and cartilage in one fell swoop. No animal can do that." Mohadevan explained. Yes huh. A vampire is part animal. We can do it.

"What about the blood?" I asked.

"Exactly. What about the blood? Both victims were drained nearly dry. That's unnatural." Mohadevan told me, straightening up.

"And what do you think this is? I - I found it in the crack in the wall, near where I lost sight of the killer. I know what I think it is but I need confirmation." Mom pulled out and tiny bag with red bits in it.

"Hmm. Blood. Most certainly blood." She said taking a swab and putting it in the bag and then in the beaker. Then pouring some other comical that burned my nose in there.

"Ah, yes. Now whether or not it's from our young friend I can't say until I do more testing. Maybe I should ask him. I'm kidding." she said after mom and I gave her a look.

"Just let me know." Mom said leaving while I looked at the marks one last time.

Mohadevan turns to Ian's body

"Look familiar?" she asked holding up the beaker, I laughed and walked out of the room.

(Narrative pov- University pub)

At the university pub Norman draws Coreen as she works and two friends of his approach.

"Hey Norman, you said you were going to show up at the Ever quest Tournament last night." Jimmy said.

"We had 8 computers networked at once. It was freaking awesome." Ben explained while jimmy gave the okay sign and winked.

"Wow. I was busy. I have better things to do than hang out with undergrads." He said continuing his drawing of Coreen.

"Right. Because you're social life is such a whirl." Jimmy said sarcastically.

"Something like that… yeah." Norman humored him.

"What? You got a date?" Ben exclaimed, a surprised look on his face.

"I might have." Norman said guarded staring at Coreen.

"Doing math tutoring for girls in the cheerleading squad is not considered a date, all right?" Jimmy said irritatedly.

"Look. I'm doing some stuff, some serious stuff, all right? I'm making some changes."

"Oh where to start? Wardrobe? Bank account card? Personality?" Ben said sarcastically.

"Hey we got another game Tuesday night if you're interested." Jimmy offered looking at him like he'd never seen him before.

"Screw that. All right? I'm not like you guys all right? I'm – I'm going to get the clothes. I'm going to get the money and I'm going to get the hot car, okay? And I'll tell you another thing. I'm going to get a girlfriend. A HOT one all right? You'll see. You're going to see all right? Oh hi." He said to Coreen who just came up.

"How's the orange pop?" she asked smiling standing on her heels.

"Uh…" Norman says staring dumbly at Coreen.

"You want another one?" she asked smiling.

"No. Uh, I'm done." He looks back at his friends, before turning back to her. "Say… here, take that," He hands her some money.

"Thanks." She said taking the money gratefully.

"No problem." Norman smiled. His friends looked shocked, as she walked away.

"Dude, where'd you get all that money?" Jimmy asked.

"Like I said boys, things are changing." He says gathering his things.

Norman gets up and walks out.