Even though it hadn't sounded like he meant it, he meant it anyway, Fiona thought. He liked her, or else he hadn't made her dance with him, right?

Fiona was confused, very confused. In fact, she was so confused that she almost walked into the wall while she thought about what happened before. Several times Fiona had seen Erin behind corner's and almost closed door's, not the best stalker ever that is. Fiona thought that if she could watch out for Erin 'til her birthday, which would be the day after tomorrow, she could slay Erin and get Vlad by herself. She thought that this was a brilliant plan, and she told the stuffed hellhound (whatever that was, she thought) her plan, 'cause stuffed animals can't talk. Or at least she didn't think so.

After a while Wolfie came into the room. Fiona didn't know who he was, she hadn't met him yet, so she just thought he was an ordinary little boy who was lost. Of course he couldn't be a vampire, she thought.

Hello little buddy, she said. What are you doing around here?

I live here, he said looking around the room, he had been doing that while he came in to the room too. What are you doing here?

I'm Fiona, Bertrand's daughter, she said.

Okay, Wolfie answered. I'm Wolfie by the way.

Oh, then I suppose you're a werewolf, Fiona said, joking.

How didn't you know that? Wolfie said, surprised and impressed. No one ever guesses that I'm a werewolf, they do just conclude that I'm only a vampire, when I'm in fact half vampire half werewolf.

Well, I'm really good at guessing what kind of supernatural people is, she said, laughing a bit at that she thought she was a witch at first. But, I wouldn't have guessed you were a vampire.

Now Wolfie looked at Fiona, she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. Wolfie had never been in love but he was now, or at least he thought so. She had such a beautiful outfit too, not black and red only like the Dracula's, no she had light blue and peach and stuff. She was perfect, he thought.

Erm, I'm sorry, he said. Can I help you with anything?

That sounded a bit odd, both of them thought.

Erm, there's one thing... Erin tries to slay me, and if I can keep away from her 'til my birthday I'll be more powerful than her and then I can slay her. Then I can be...

Be what?

Er, nothing, Fiona said. Will you try and protect me?

Wolfie thought of this for a moment. Would he stand up to his big brother, even though he was The Chosen One? Yes, he would. Would he help try slay his girlfriend? No, Wolfie wasn't mean.

I'm sorry, but I can't help you, Wolfie said.

WHY DO I NEVER GET WHAT I WANT? She shouted out in fury and thunder rumbled outside. Wolfie, who was afraid of thunder, and lighting to for that matter, whined and turned to a dog. Then he galloped away to Ingrid. Fiona walked to a mirror and said to herself.

I am so awsome. If I can make thunder rumble now, when I'm not even a proper vampire yet I will be awsome when I am one. Then she nodded in a way she thought was cool.

What are you doing? Vlad asked and frowned curiosly.

Oh, I didn't notice you Vlad, Fiona said. I'm just looking at my reflection, 'cause I wont be able to do that anymore when it's my sixteenth birthday. Then Vlad laughed to himself.

Well, that's for sure, he said with an evil glee. Fiona knew that she wouldn't be seeing her reflection anymore when she's a vampire, but there was something more to what he had said, something that she couldn't figure out.

Why did you say like that? Fiona asked with bawled up eyes.

Said what? Vlad said and pretended that he hadn't said anything at all. You need to check your ears Fiona, or your brain. Then he walked away and felt good about himself. He didn't know that being evil could be that fun.

Bertrand, are you planning to have Fiona living here? Ingrid asked.

No, she's only gonna stay for another day, haha, he said and kissed Erin on the forehead.

Right, good, Ingrid said and hugged Bertrand.

What is going on here? Fiona thought. Then the servant came in, or at least she thought so at first, but because of what happened before she couldn't be sure about who anyone was.