A/N: Special thanks to my dad for getting me to write this chapter and out of my writer's block, and to Korey(or Dalomir at DA) for reading it over for any mistakes.
Dhaos and Erikson finally came to a truce but for some reson are playing strip poker in the garage(which I am avioding at all costs). So the Dancing banana helped write this chapter which should explain a few parts.

Chapter 10

"You can't be serious!" Thomas yelled after Derek. All the vampires, except for Xeiasslm, left for the night to begin hunting, leaving the three vampires alone. Derek walked down the steps calmly, with a Yugi Oh card in his hand. "You have any idea what you're doing?"

Derek stopped and turned to Thomas, his expression unchanging. "Yes." He replied and continued down the steps to the living room. Xeiasslm poked her head out of her room just in time to see Thomas almost flying down the stairs. Curiosity was one of her more overwhelming traits, she followed them.

"Please Derek, think of your sister." Thomas pleaded. Derek paused in front of the fireplace, which was now lit, and Xeiasslm was standing next to Thomas.

"What's going on?" She asked, though she knew it was unlikely that she'd get an answer.

"He's erasing his human memories." Xeiasslm's eyes widened. She was surprised that he answered but was mostly because of his answer.

"What?! That's a rare spell only certain sorcerers know, and it's never been attempted on a vampire! He could completely wipe his mind clean! How is he even doing that?!" She exclaimed loudly.

"It was a gift." Derek replied, gazing into the fire, deep in thought. "A gift from an old friend." He held up the Yugi Oh card to his face and started chanting.

"Derek please!" Thomas pleaded once more.

"Tom, just who is he trying to forget?"

"His sister, Angelina." It took Thomas a moment after he answered to realize what she called him. "Tom?" At that moment, Derek threw the card into the fire; and watched it burn.

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"Help!" A female voice called. Isabelle was running down an old hallway with cobwebs in its corners. It was a place she had never been to but it felt like a distant memory. "Someone, help!" The female called again, this time a little closer. She paused for a moment when she had two different ways to go down. On the left wall was a mirror, she turned to look at it but saw a reflection that was not her own; but of a man's. It was too dark to see the man's reflection clearly. Having no control of her - or the man's - actions, she turned from the mirror and continued running to the left. Finally she came to a large wooden door which she quickly opened.

In the room before her was the girl from her previous dreams, but now she was older. A man was holding her tightly with his head close to her neck ready to bite her. "Brother!" She called, halting the man holding her. He smiled. "So, you do care for her." His voice was beautiful and inhuman, a trait no living creature should have. He started to raise his head to look at Isabelle, or the person she was, but just as she was to see his face, she woke up.

Isabelle woke sitting up on her bed in a cold sweat. She fell back onto the pillow letting out a deep breath. "What is with these dreams?" The teenager rolled over to the side, almost off the bed. "She's going to hate me for this." Isabelle jumped out of bed and search for her cell phone in her desk drawer. With another deep breath she began dialing a number and waited.

It rang only once before it was picked up. "Uh?" Not even half awake, Regina had answered.

Isabelle had to stifle a laugh from hearing Regina's "hello". "I'm really sorry about calling you so late but-"

"Early." Regina interjected. "Anytime after 12:00 is early." She was surprised at how much more awake her friend sounded. "So what's-" A yawn made it's way into Regina's inquiry. "what's up?"

On the other side of the phone, Isabelle smiled, grateful for her friend. "I had a really freaky dream." She began then told her of the dream she had. There was a long silence after she had finished. "Reggie, you still awake."

"Yeah, just takin' it all in." Another silence before she spoke once more. "Sounds to me like what happened tonight really got to yah."

"What?"

"Yeah, I mean, from what the-girl-whose-name-I-shall-never-pronounce-correctly told me, it might be an odd retelling of what happened. 'Course it doesn't surprise me much, dreams do pretty weird things." Isabelle nodded though Regina couldn't see, oddly disappointed by her explanation. "I had a dream about me being a singer with giant bananas and cats." This made Isabelle laugh, along with question her friend inwardly. "That all?" She asked.

"Pretty much, I'll go back to bed then." Isabelle was about ready to hang up when she heard her friend in the phone.

"Hold on a sec. I'm wide awake now so you get to pay the consequences." Regina said, emphasizing the last part. She was quite aware that Regina was a night person and would be more awake in the evenings, which was unfortunate for her family since they didn't feel like talking at that time. "I need help with a story I'm thinkin' of writing." Isabelle sighed and made herself comfortable on the bed to listen to her friend. She didn't mind too much since it was a way to take her mind off the dream she had and hopefully prevent it from repeating. Even so, her mind wandered elsewhere as her friend spoke over the phone and drifted off to a man she had become very fond of.

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After Derek had burned the card, Thomas started talking to Derek. Xeiasslm took this chance to explore Derek's room. The door was ajar; which didn't surprise her since Thomas had left after Derek in a hurry; He forgot to lock it. She entered and gazed around the room in awe. Her eyes fell upon a painting of a young woman; whose resemblance to Isabelle was astonishing. There were a few differences like her clothes and hair style. The woman looked more elegant and refined. It didn't take long for Derek to go back to his room and see Xeiasslm standing in the middle of it.

"Is that?" Xeiasslm began only to stop mid -sentence.

"My sister."

"So is Isabelle... related?" She turned to Derek who was now looking at the painting with a softness she had only seen when he was with Isabelle.

"If she is, there is too much of a distance between us in family and years to find a relation." Xeiasslm stared at Derek. "No, my sister nor I ever married or had children." Thomas had entered the room at this point.

"I'm still trying to figure out if you dating her would be considered wrong on any level." Derek turned from the painting to gare at her but a slight blush could be seen against his pale cheeks. Of course Xeiasslm didn't mention it or else she'd be lacking one head on her shoulders. She held back a smile but was grinning from ear to ear in her mind. Xeiasslm; had made Derek blush for possibly the first time in 4 centuries. The vampire couldn't help pushing it just a little further. "You're a virgin." Derek's eyes widened as his whole face turned to such a bright red that he was almost glowing. Neither ot the vampires had ever seen anyone so red in their living and undead life. Thomas stifled a laugh while using the wall as support and Xeiasslm was looking at Derek with a smug look. Derek, who was speechless, stood in the same spot for a few minutes before leaving the room out the window.

"I can't believe you said that!" Thomas laughed. "He's going to kill you." The vampire, though trying to sound serious, could not stop laughing.

Xeiasslm was very satisfied with herself and sat in one of the blue chairs. "I made the great Derek blush!" She proclaimed to the house. Luckily for the blushing vampire, Thomas and Xeiasslm were the only vampires in the mansion. Much to Xeiasslm's disapointment, they promised not to tell the others after the two finished laughing.

On a rooftop sat Derek. Not on the mansion, not in another city, but the roof of Isabelle's home. What had brought him here of all places, he wasn't sure. But there he sat, still blushing, though not as much, and smiling.