Thanks to everyone who's reading this story! I know the chapter are short and it takes me forever to update, but here is another chapter. I'm trying to update as fast as I can. Thanks to Rose Hathaway101 and natashasingh1996.

Despite the blood I could see a slight rise and fall of her chest.

Lissa ran forward and placed her hands on each of the girl's arms. I felt an extensive amount of power surge through Lissa trying to heal her half sister. Poor 'whatever her name was'. I didn't know how long she had been there but she was definitely treated rough.

Lissa healed the girl and her eyes fluttered open. She looked at each of us and then stayed on Lissa.

"Please," the young girl whispered, "don't hurt me." Tears formed in her eyes and in that moment she looked no older than 12.

"We won't, we're here to help you." Lissa replied softly. They looked so much alike it was freaky.

Why would the Strigoi need Lissa's half sister? Did they accidently mistake her for Lissa? Not likely, so why? So many questions so little answers.

"How do I know?" the girl asked still unsure.

"Because we're breaking you out of here." I responded, not as softly as Lissa but still calm.

She nodded her head and accepted Lissa's help up. They slowly made their way towards us. I led the way out trying to find the manager but he was nowhere in sight.

We back-tracked our steps back to the main entrance and left without further problems.

We took a cab back to our hotel and conspicuously made our way to our room. Four teenagers, one covered in blood, and two men in their early to mid twenties look very weird shuffling their way to one room. Other guests gave us strange looks and stopped what they were doing just to stare after us.

It was a relief to finally reach the small, cramped room. Lissa's half sister sat on the bad and we surrounded her.

"Not that I'm not grateful that you got me out of there- I am- but, can I please go home?" she said, not sure where to look, so she said that to the ground.

"Just a minute," Lissa said politely. This was my chance to finally get some answers; to finally put some pieces together. But, where to start?

"Who's your father?" I questioned bluntly. I wasn't known for being subtle.

Lissa shot me a vicious glare. "Don't you think we should start somewhere that doesn't make this conversation like an interrogation? Like, 'what's your name?'"

"Kayla," the girl responded immediately to Lissa.

Lissa smiled politely to Kayla and nodded her head. "My name's Vasilisa, and this is..." and so Lissa went on pointing to everyone and saying their names. Lissa also asked Kayla's age. She was 13.

I waited impatiently to ask more questions. But I knew that we had to make Kayla feel like we weren't a threat. As soon as Lissa had finished though I butted in, "So, who's your father?" I repeated, ignoring the glares from Lissa.

She didn't answer just turned to Lissa and asked, "So, you're Vasilisa Dragomir?"

My fury was building up. She still didn't answer my question! Ah!

Lissa nodded her head, "Yeah, why?"

Kayla nodded her head too, "I just wanted to know who my half sister was."

That didn't seem to surprise anyone but Lissa. Why? I had no idea. She didn't want to believe that Kayla was her half sister. She just couldn't believe it. I felt Lissa's shock and I knew what she was going to do before she did it. She left the room, and went into the bathroom; leaving Kayla alone and...afraid.

With Lissa gone this opened up new opportunities to question Kayla. "Why did they want you?" I asked once again bluntly.

Kayla shook her head, looking away from the door that Lissa went through. She looked at me, and I felt like it was Lissa looking back at me, except it was Lissa at 13 years old. "I don't know. But, they kept making me put spirit into silver rings. Spirit is..."

Before Kayla could go into explaining what spirit was Christian cut her off. "You're a spirit user too?"

My mouth dropped open.

Kayla nodded her head again, "What do you mean by 'too'?" She questioned.

"Lissa's one," Christian replied, he looked just as shocked as I felt.

"Why would they need spirit induced rings?" Eddie thought aloud. I looked to him; he hadn't spoken in so long I forgot he was there. But, he was doing what Dimitri was doing, keeping an eye on our surrounding area, just like all guardians did. Despite all this drama they were still doing their duty. This made me feel bad. I should have been doing it too.

"I don't know, they wouldn't tell me. But, I overheard some Strigoi talking while I was pretending to be asleep. They said something about an attack on the Royal Court."