This next chapter does get a little hot and heavy so if anyone reading takes offense to it...don't read it! But the first part then the last 7ish spacings (I wanna call them paragraphs but they're really not...) are kind of relevant to the story...so READ AT OWN RISK.

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The Hallway

She was lost. She couldn't believe it…well, actually, she could. This place was ridiculously huge and she'd only been through the 4th floor twice. Her room had to be around somewhere…

Serena finally gave up trying to find something familiar; all the hallways looked the same. Instead she looked for one of those sitting areas that seemed to pop up in random places. Once she found one, she sat down and devoured the tray of burgers and fries she had been carrying around with her. It felt like she hadn't eaten in days. Well, I guess I haven't…she thought to herself.

Having finished most of the tray, she leaned back and closed her eyes. What was she doing here? Why did Michael really bring her here? Why did he bring those others girls here? It's obvious, isn't it? Whispered a part of her mind. He used and abused them, now he gets them to clean this godforsaken place. No, another part of her mind spoke. He seemed to genuinely like her, defended her from David, and saved her from that other vampire. That other vampire, she thought, rubbing her neck lightly. Although her wounds seemed to be fully healed, she couldn't help but remember the prick of his teeth in her skin. The way he smirked at her…No, I don't ever want to think about that fucking vampire again. Michael, on the other hand, was now at the forefront of her mind. Maybe he did actually like those girls, but things just sort of fell apart…and they had to pay the consequences by staying here. They aren't exactly living the life of luxury are they? Said that other part of her mind.

She had to talk to one of them and find out what they had to say about everything. Liz seemed to be the most likely candidate to share personal information, but she was also the most accepting of her fate here. Alyssa looked like she would do about anything for Michael, the way she devoured him with her eyes, and Mel seemed to want to rip his non-beating heart from his chest with her bare hands. So, overall, Liz seemed like the best choice to help relieve her troubled thoughts about Michael…

Serena rubbed her temples and tried to clear her thoughts. All she should dwell on right now was finding a way to leave and get back to her old life. She sighed and opened her eyes. She should really find her room…

She stood soundlessly, and stretched, feeling the pull of her notched muscles loosen slightly. Sighing once more she picked up the tray and made her way down the hallway. Turning around a corner to the left, she felt her heart stop. She saw him. Shane.

He hadn't noticed her, but then again his back was to her, walking away from her in the opposite direction. She looked around to make sure he was alone and held the tray out like a weapon. Trying to maintain her silent steps, she hurried forward to catch up with him. He was going to pay for killing Lana and bringing this whole thing down on her. He was the reason she was here. He was the reason she was now alone in this place, without her one friend.

She was only a step away now, with one swing she could…

WHACK! She hit him on the back of the head and he slammed into the wall. Discarding the tray, she jumped on his back and hit his head once again on the wall. With unbelievable strength she felt her hand grip his head and slam his head over and over again into the wall, leaving dents where it collided. He flailed underneath her, reaching around to grab her, but she didn't let go of him. Adrenaline was pumping through her system, giving her an unimaginable amount of strength. It was the only reason why she could have out powered him…wasn't it? Didn't vampires have superhuman strength?

Before she knew it, Serena once again felt the rise of butterflies in her chest and felt the mystical energy reach upwards through her skin from her heart. It was surreal how she seemed to detach from herself and watch what was happening before her.

It was like being in someone else's body, looking through their eyes. She could feel herself knocking Shane's head into the wall, but wasn't aware of how she was doing it. It was like there was another person inside her who was helping her in this fight. Someone who wanted to hurt him for all that she had been put through.

When the energy seemed about to break the barrier of her skin and reach out towards him, she felt strong arms grip her midsection and pull her off Shane. The energy immediately dissipated and she felt those hands encircle her waist, loose but firm.

Shane glared through a veil of black blood dripping from his nose and a cut on his forehead. He raised his arm to strike her, but the arms pulled her out of his reach. "I suggest you stay away from this hellcat, Shane," said the man directly behind her.

"What the hell Brett! You're just going to defend her? She attacked me!"

"I suggest you keep going, Shane," this unknown vampire said with a mocking edge.

Shane looked from the vampire holding her then back to Serena. A war seemed to rage in his head, like he was holding back from doing something he really wanted to do. She didn't know why. If she were him, she would have eaten her already.

Finally, he wiped the blood off his face with the sleeve of his shirt and stalked off, looking back occasionally to give her a murderous glare.

Serena's tense body seemed to relax as she watched him walk away. She almost breathed a sigh of relief before she realized there was another vampire she had to deal with, an unknown vampire.

She felt the arms move from around her waist to her shoulders, gently turning her so she could face the new vampire before her.

He wasn't extremely tall, one of the shortest vampires she'd seen so far, at 5'11", which wasn't even that short! But in comparison to the others it was.

He looked at her with dark, black-rimmed eyes through a curtain of black and blond hair swept to the side of his face. There was amusement and intrigue on his face as he looked at her, and she wondered why his eyes weren't the glowing red like the first vampire. But Michael and David didn't have glowing eyes either and neither did Shane, now that she thought about it. She also noticed that he had two lip piercings and an eyebrow ring. "I don't think I've ever seen a mortal out power a vampire before," he mused, moving his hands back down to her hips.

She glared at him, and pushed his hands away.

"I'm Brett," he said with a grin, not taking offense to her obvious discomfort.

She stepped back and kept glaring, "I make a point not to introduce myself to people that might kill me."

He laughed and stepped closer. "And why would I want to kill you, I don't even know you."

She stepped back and felt the wall abruptly against her back. She made to sidestep around him, but he followed her movement. Although he wasn't touching her, she could feel the coldness radiating off his body as his face leaned down slightly towards hers. "But if you wanted to get to know me, my room's on the 2nd floor to the left of the 1st set of stairs," he whispered, brushing a lock of hair from her face.

"Serena!" shouted Michael from somewhere down the hall. She took the opportunity to step away from Brett while turning to see Michael practically running down the hallway.

"Mikey," said Brett, much the same as how Michael spoke to David earlier, like he wished the other would just disappear. But Brett was much better at faking cheeriness along with it. His eyes never left Serena's as he continued speaking to Michael, "I'm just welcoming the new guest." He winked at Serena.

"Hands off Brett," snapped Michael, now right beside them.

"Haven't heard any complaints yet."

"Consider me complaining," Serena spoke up, moving further from the two vampires.

Brett smirked and stepped back from the little circle they had formed. Michael immediately moved to grab Serena's arm, but she pulled away from his grasp. He moved again, and this time gripped her elbow tightly before pulling her down the hall.

"Think about it Serena," Brett called to her, looking at her through his hair.

Michael pulled her onward down the halls, turning and stopping in front of her bedroom door. He opened it and practically threw her inside, before looking down both sides of the hallway and entering the room with her. He closed the door firmly behind him and stared her down.

Serena felt herself sneer as she looked up at him.

"You just love attracting trouble, don't you?" he snapped.

"Better than making it."

He sighed, his anger ebbing slightly. "Until you're introduced as a member of the coven they think you're just fresh blood to taste."

"And what about all those people that have to work here. Any vampire can just grab them and feed off them?" she shouted.

He frowned. "It depends on who owns…" he started before he cut himself off.

Her eyes went wide. "It depends on who owns them," she finished.

"Yes," he whispered, looking down, almost ashamed.

"And who owns me right now? You? Like you own Liz, Mel, and Alyssa?" she shook her head in disgust and turned away from him.

"Serena, you're different. I wish I could explain this to you so that you would understand but I…I can't. I saw you, and…I wanted you." He said, moving slowly towards her with each word, playing with a ring on his finger. He stood in front of her now, but she didn't look at him. Instead she stared at the purple ring on his finger. It seemed to glow the more he played with it…

She refused to look at him as he continued, "I felt something so strong in me that if I had any breath I wouldn't have breathed. Something pulled me towards you, and I knew in that moment that I needed you. You had to be with me. And right now all I want is to be honest, so that I can be with you."

Serena had been fighting to keep from looking at him as he spoke, but with those last words, she glanced up. She saw pain, hope, guilt, and confusion in his eyes. It was like looking at a new man. She knew what he was, what he was currently doing, what he no doubt planned on doing, but there was a voice in her head telling her that it didn't matter. Nothing mattered other then the fact that she loved him, wanted him. No matter what he had done to get those other girls here it didn't matter because she knew that he would do anything for her, and just her. Wait, what?! She thought. What the hell was she thinking, he had kidnapped her!

But her eyes traveled back to the ring on his finger. It was so beautiful, enchanting even.

Michael smirked, knowing the ring was working. She would be his whether she liked it or not.

With a last spin of the ring on his index finger, Serena reached up suddenly and wrapped her arms around his neck, entwining them in his hair before angling her mouth over his. She had taken him by surprise, kissing him so gently, barely even brushing her lips against his. But it didn't take him long to become an active participant in this kiss, taking her in his arms and turning her so that her back was to the wall. His fingers gripped her waist tightly as he moaned in her mouth, pushing his tongue past her lips.

If she could have gasped, she would have, so completely overcome by his passion as she was. There was a part of her that wondered why the hell she was doing this, but that part was quickly silenced when his tongue entered her mouth and they began a battle for dominance in each other's mouths. Her hand snaked down his toned back to rest at the hem of his shirt. Sensing her intention, he pulled away from just long enough for her to take his shirt off before kissing her eagerly once more.

She admired his body with her hands, running them up and down his toned stomach and lean arms. He was by far the most gorgeous person she had ever seen. It was as if he were a God, sculpted to perfection. There wasn't a flaw on his body, no scarring or tattoos. He was so unbelievably perfect in every way that she just couldn't resist him any longer. She began kissing him with a renewed fervor, and held him closer to her.

But no matter how close she pulled him to her, it didn't seem close enough. Her moans grew desperate as she felt herself growing hot. She brought up one of her legs around his waist in hopes of encouraging him that this is what she wanted here and now, then pulled away slightly from their kiss in surprise. He had lifted her completely off the ground. Now having wrapped both legs around his hips in an effort to balance herself, she felt his hand trail up her thigh to her hip before immersing himself into their kiss once again.

Biting down on her lip gently, he maneuvered them towards the bed, slowly lowering her so as not to lose the contact between their heated mouths. Reaching up across her stomach, Serena gasped when his hand brushed against her breast before cupping it fully. Not hesitating for an instant, he used this distraction to pull the shirt up and over her head, exposing her black bra.

His mouth descended to her throat, and she arched at the touch of his tongue to her skin. Licking his way down her neck, he nipped her collarbone before descending even lower. As both her hands gripped his hair in encouragement of his administrations, she felt his cold hand reach around her back to unhook the clasp of her bra. He threw it carelessly across the room when it came off and kissed her now exposed breast. When his warm orifice enclosed around a hardened nipple, she arched into him, savoring the feeling of the moment.

He slowly began leaving butterfly kisses across her skin as he moved up to her mouth once more. He looked at her then, and couldn't suppress the emotion that flickered in his eyes.

He had stretched the truth about seeing her that first time. In the beginning, he just wanted to fuck her and fuck her hard, and again every night afterwards. He had been following her for quite some time, watching her, wanting her. Her being at the party had completely blindsided him. The only reason he was there was because of Shane. But now, after spending time with her, even if it was only a day, he felt the attraction he had described earlier to her. He felt like something was pulling him towards her, like he really did need her. If only she had felt that way about him. But the nifty little ring he had helped a long way in making her feel that way about him.

With that thought he lowered his mouth slowly, and placed a gentle kiss on her swollen lips. She opened her eyes and stared at him somewhat confused, but completely and utterly content. She smiled then, her whole face lighting up with the action. She was so beautiful. And now she was his, only his. They were together now, and, if he had his way, for eternity.

His hands came up from across her body to rest on her cheeks, cupping them softly while rubbing her high cheekbones with his thumbs. His eyes told her everything before he kissed her again, letting loose more of the passion within his soul.

BANG! The door suddenly burst open, "Michael, the…" then a gasp. Serena and Michael's heads snapped towards the intruder and saw Alyssa standing with her mouth open in the doorway, her eyes wide in shock.

Serena immediately tried to cover herself, but Michael moved to conceal her quite nicely, pressing his back into her as he turned to look at Alyssa. "Yes?" he snapped.

Alyssa didn't say anything, still in a state of shock at seeing them like this. Serena saw the hurt and anger in her eyes before it vanished just as quickly as it had came. Alyssa shook her head and replied, "The lycans have attacked the Akakios on the Russian border."

Michael swore and turned to look at Serena, pulling the blanket from the bed to cover her. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

Serena leaned in to kiss him again, and felt his frustration at having to leave through the contact of their lips. He broke away quickly, telling Alyssa that she was to watch Serena's room before he left.

Alyssa looked at her when he was gone, and Serena was caught off guard by the burning hatred that radiated from the girl's eyes. Alyssa looked ready to kill. "Milady," the girl said coldly while bowing her head and curtseying mockingly. Alyssa left the room then, slamming the door behind her.

Oh shit, Serena thought, pulling herself more under the covers.


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