Avalon fell backwards and cursed as the cement hit her head, hard. She looked up at Edaniel who was smiling down at her. She sat up and rubbed her head, cursing at herself for losing her footing. Edaniel grabbed her hand and tugged Avalon to her feet. It almost sent her flying the other direction, but Edaniel caught her around the waist to center her.

"Did you pick a girl?" Edaniel asked, arms resting around Avalon's waist.

She smiled down at the boy. To her he was just a little brother hugging her, taking the place of the brother she lost. It took her a moment to respond to his question, "I didn't really think about it. I know who though. She was my old best friend. When I started dating Jack, she got me kicked out of the clubs I was part of, she kicked me off the lunch table, and she'd yell at me hitting all my weaknesses while everyone watched. She was a horrible girl. I don't know why I ever liked her. Jack told me that I wanted security, she was someone who was in the same society and she had been nice to me. So I jumped at the chance of having a friend. I never argued with Jack, he was right."

"That won't be obvious at all, will it? You really want to go out of your world and step into ours with a bang don't you? To tell you the truth, the more they struggle, the stronger you get in the process. So if you think she'll struggle enough, I'll help you with it." Edaniel smiled.

Avalon didn't like the sound of that; her old friend struggling under her while she slowly killed her. It didn't seem as appetizing as it had before. She looked into Edaniel's playful eyes and saw a killer for the first time since she'd met him. He would enjoy watching it.

"I thought it worked the other way around."

"No, not when you're feeding to kill. If you feed and change them, how hard the prey struggles determines how strong they'll be. When you feed to kill, it's different. How hard they struggle makes you stronger."

"I don't know if I can handle that Edaniel."

"I can see it in your face. It runs through the back of your mind too. You can kill, and enjoy it as you do it. All you need to do is bring that fleeting thought to a front in your mind."

Edaniel dropped his hands into hers and pulled her towards the building that was in front of them. Avalon hadn't noticed it, but they weren't in the school anymore. She knew the appearing trick brought you to the location you wished; it just caught her off guard. It surprised her for a moment. Edaniel opened the door to the café and they walked into a world different from the one they'd just stepped out of.

The walls were a faded pink that almost seemed white. There were many different borders circling the room, paintings of animals and faeries dancing together on the wall. Avalon smiled. There were tiny tables fit for two or three people only scattered through-out the room. At the back, a counter separated the dining area from the bakery. Kirima was lounging on top of the counter talking to a girl with curly blonde hair. From behind it made her look like Goldie-Locks. Avalon giggled to herself.

This brought attention to the couple who walked in the door. There were few people seated in the café, but they all turned, in unison, to stare at Edaniel and Avalon. Edaniel grinned back at them and pulled the girl through the tables and to the women at the counter. Edaniel hopped up next to Kirima and rested his head on her shoulder.

"Stop acting like a little kid. I know you enjoy it, but it sickens me. You're older than I am." Kirima sighed.

Avalon stared at the little boy in front of her. It was hard to believe that someone so small could be so old. If Kirima was at least 300 years old, how old would that make Edaniel. She'd only studied the histories of places vampires liked to dwell, and the kind of people they targeted. Her brother was the one that memorized names, ages, and faces so he could hunt them down and do his best to get an interview without getting himself killed. Thinking of her brother brought pain to her mind, and it must have showed on her face, because Kirima reached out and pulled Avalon into a hug.

"Listen, babe, don't think about sad things. Oh, but Edaniel and you need to hear some news. Since you will be staying with me I'm assuming for a while, you're going to have to learn to be useful. That's a totally different story, but it's true. It was bugging me and I just had to get it out of the way. The news that I really need to tell you is you can't come back to the club tonight." Kirima explained.

Avalon looked confused, "Why is that?"

"Someone is going to be there. Someone is going to be there who might want to snap you in half."

Edaniel sighed, "Why is Marcus going to be at the club? He hates it there. He didn't bother to mask his distaste for Jack being there."

"I think it's because he expects our little Avalon to be there."

"You know, I've never met you Avalon, but Jack liked you a lot." The unidentified girl smiled putting out her hand.

"Oh, Mercedes this is Avalon; Avalon this is Mercedes." Kirima smiled.

Avalon reached out to shake the girl's hand. Mercedes smiled at the girl. She looked simpler than the other two in the room. She looked like a human, someone you'd see anywhere. Blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect skin, and a well curved body. There was something about her though, that just told she wasn't human and that if you mistook her for one you wouldn't live very long after that. Avalon smiled warmly at the girl.

"So is it true, did you really love Jack as much as he thought?" Mercedes asked, still holding Avalon's hand in a firm grip.

Avalon's mind returned to memories of happiness before it turned to the dark days that ended it all, "Yeah, I did love him. I loved him more than he could have ever thought possible."

"Enough of this sappy memory crap. Mercedes you're going to make the girl cry or something. Listen, would one of you mind taking her in for the night? I mean, it'll only be one night." Kirima looked between the two vampires.

Edaniel jumped at the chance, "Of course she can stay with me! We have business to attend to anyway. After that business, we might swing by though. Don't give me that look Kirima; you know nothing bad will happen if I'm around."

"I don't know that actually. Marcus has a respect for you, but I don't know if he'd keep Avalon alive because of that. She did kill his brother." Kirima reminded them.

Mercedes smacked Kirima in the leg, "She didn't kill him! Plus, you just told me not to make her cry and look what you've gone and done!"

Kirima and Edaniel looked over at Avalon. Tears were streaming down her face. Kirima reached for her, but Avalon was too quick. She backed up and turned to run out of the café. The customers stared after her as she exited. No one had ever actually pointed the blame in her direction till that moment. She felt like her heart had been ripped out and eaten as she died watching it happen. She never wanted that feeling again.

Edaniel was holding her waist in a second, and then it all went black.

Edaniel stared out the window of the second story of his house on the edge of the vampiric town. Avalon lay behind him on a queen-sized bed, veiled in black lace. It had been hours since he'd put her to sleep, and he was wondering if she'd ever wake up. His mind wasn't powerful enough to keep someone down for very long. At least it wasn't that strong when he wasn't trying.

"…and when you think about it, we all die for a cause no one really believes in." He sighed, quoting Jack the day he'd died.

A hushed voice from behind startled him. "He told you that too?"

Edaniel turned around to stare at Avalon. Her hair was sticking out in different directions and her eyes were half closed. She was still half asleep. Edaniel chuckled and picked a brush up off the dresser next to him and tossed it to her. She sighed and ripped the brush through her hair, taking all the tangles out in seconds. She threw the brush to Edaniel, who sat it down on the dresser again before cross the room to her.

"You've been asleep for a long time. It's dark outside now. We have to move quickly." Edaniel pulled Avalon from the sea of blankets and pillows that surrounded her.

Avalon was confused, "Where are we going to?"

Edaniel looked Avalon up and down. She looked fine. His maid had put her in a silky black gown to sleep, but it looked like it would be presentable in public. He smiled at the confused girl. She hadn't remembered the conversation from the café. That was just as well, he didn't need her crying again. It had made him feel horrible to see her cry like she had. He hugged her tight and stared up into her face before grinning.

Avalon suddenly felt dizzy and if it weren't for Edaniel, she would have fallen backwards. She put a hand to her head and steadied herself. She them realized what had given her the feeling. They weren't in the bedroom they had been a second ago, but in a bright pink room that seemed all too familiar. Across the room, on a little bed, slept a girl that Avalon knew all too well.

Avalon started to move forward only to be held fast by Edaniel. His voice was loud, but silent at the same time as he spoke to her. It was loud enough for her to hear perfectly, but she figured that was as far as it went. It wouldn't carry across the room to the sleeping girl. "You have to be swift about this. Wake her gently and wait for her to realize. You may not be a very strong vampire yet, but you are stronger than a human. I want you to make her scream and struggle. Don't look at me like that; you know what I'm talking about. I'll be down the hall taking care of her parents. Don't let me down."

With those words the small boy was gone. At that moment he had seemed less like a little brother, and more like the monster that society portrayed Night Walkers to be. Avalon crept across the room and sat on the side of the girl's bed. She reached out reluctantly and touched the girl's arm.

"Wake up, Heather." Avalon whispered to the girl sweetly.

She ran her fingers down the girl's arm. When the she didn't even stir, Avalon shook her for a moment. That did the trick. Heather opened her eyes and looked at Avalon. Her drowsy eyes turned wide at the sight of her old friend. She sat up in her bed and cowered near her headboard.

"Hello, remember me?" Avalon asked, her words laced with venom.

"You're supposed to be dead! Why are you here?" Heather squeaked.

"I'm not dead. You know, when your boyfriend has a powerful brother and you just happen to be the cause of his death, that brother just tends to hold a grudge. He turned me in my sleep and burned the house down around my family in the middle of the night. As a newborn vampire, even in my sleep, instinct told me to shield myself from danger. My body put up a shield and I was the only survivor of the blaze. I thought the society would find it weird that my bed was the only thing unburned. I guess no one cared enough to investigate though." Avalon spit.

"Avalon, please don't hurt me."

"Don't worry about that right now. I just want to talk. Talk to me about why it was so horrible that I went out with someone that I loved with all my heart. Tell me the reason why you destroyed my life. I've been wondering that for a little while now. Jack is dead, you have no one to fear coming after you!"

"Avalon, I didn't mean to do anything to you. I swear I didn't. I wanted to be your friend, but it didn't turn out that way."

"You liar!"

Avalon was furious. The yell she'd let out scared the girl. Her pulse quickened and Avalon could hear it above all else. She wanted this girl's blood. Not just because it would make her stronger, but because Heather had made her life a living hell and lied about it trying to save herself. Avalon reached out slowly. The girl shrank back as far as she could manage.

Avalon grinned and instinct took over. She was upon the girl instantly. Heather pounded on Avalon's chest and tried to scratch at her, to no avail. Avalon laughed at the girl she held in her grasp. She was crying now, and that only made Avalon laugh a little more. She gripped the girl's wrists and sat on her torso to keep her still. She moved Heather's hair to the side and leaned in close. Heather shrieked, fighting for her life.

"Shhh… don't make such a fuss Heather. We all die eventually for a cause no one really believes in."

Using the words of her late lover, Avalon leaned in and sank her teeth into the flesh just above Heather's chest. Heather screamed and thrust her chest forward, back arched above her mattress. She kicked her legs and tried to use her arms. It only made it hurt more. Avalon could feel it when Edaniel entered the room, a smile on his face as he watched Avalon work.

It didn't take her long to kill the girl. And when she was done, she stood up and wiped away the tiny line of blood that had slid down the girl's chest. Edaniel grinned at his friend. She was a work of art. Avalon didn't feel the dizziness when they appeared in front of Kirima's club. The only thing she could focus on was the taste of blood so strong in her mouth. It didn't taste bad like she'd been hoping it would.

"I finally get what Jack meant. Heather and I never really went by the rules of the society, but when it came down to it and she shunned me because of our upbringing, it's the society that was her downfall. I don't know if that makes sense to you, but it does to me." Avalon sighed, deep in thought.

"Avalon, welcome to the world of Night Walkers. I know it may seem a little violent, but step into the club and forget your worries." Edaniel wrapped an arm around Avalon's waist, ignoring her words of wisdom.

"Or confront them. Marcus is supposed to be here." Avalon reminded him.

Edaniel didn't say anything else. He kicked the door and it swung open. Music blared out at them. Avalon could seem people grinding against each other. Others were exchanging blood. With Edaniel's arm around her waist, a line was easily cut through the people moving from his way. Avalon could feel the glares on her back as she walked.

They made it to the counter and Edaniel easily flipped over it. He motioned for Avalon to do the same. She lifted herself and tossed herself across the counter. Before her feet could hit the flood, someone grabbed her by the hair and pulled her backwards. She landed on her back on the floor staring up at a face that was strikingly similar to Jack's. Marcus had located her.

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