AN: It was suggested that I make a list of all the characters and specify if they can or cannot go out in direct sunlight. Thanks to Whisper for that suggestion. Also to the guest known as Petri, Jonathan's and Dennis's relationship hasn't developed like you suggested during the story because Dennis and Connor have been almost inseparable since his family came for the wedding and Connor grew his vampire fangs.

Human: Freddy and Sam

Hybrids: Dennis (true half-breed), Linda, Brett, Kent, Johnny, Jenna, Troy, Parker, and Connor. All of them can go into sunlight, but Dennis is becoming more sensitive to it and can get burnt easily, although not as quickly as the full vampires.

Vampires: Drac, Mavis, Jacob, Karen, Margaret, Virginia, Ivan, Mike, and Michele. All of these cannot go in direct sunlight as they start to burn the second it touches their skin.

Chapter 38
Two Halves Make a Whole

"Are you having any second thoughts?" Karen asked to Freddy as they sat in the hotel lounge enjoying some late morning entertainment. It was just after 7:00, so there was a sparse monster crowd. The restaurant, on the other hand, was beginning to change from monster centric to human, as many monsters are nocturnal. Nevertheless, all the services of the hotel had been opened to all guests around the clock since it opened to human guests almost a decade ago.

"Huh?" Freddy responded turning his attention from the entertainment for this morning, a zombified Frank Sinatra singing, and towards his zing.

"Are you regretting proposing to me?" Karen asked again, a sad puppy dog like look coming from her face, the look centered on her eyes.

Freddy laughed, completely stunned by her inquiry. "Are you out of your mind? Last night was one of the best of my life."

Karen was smiling again. "But why didn't you say anything to me on our way back?"

"I was thinking about how long we should wait to," Freddy said, but he began to stumble and struggle for the best way to describe what he was so nervous about, "you know. Getting married and all of that jazz." In reality it wasn't the getting married part that he was scared about, but something else that while he wanted, he had been told so many lies about that it was difficult to know what he was in for until they did it.

Karen misted around the table, and was sitting in a seat next to Freddy before he even realized what had happened, with their eyes separated by less than a foot. "I've waited for you for more than four centuries, so I can wait as long as you need," Karen said as the two leaned into each other's lips to share a kiss. Freddy still hadn't gotten used to all of this; the feeling of Karen's kiss, which felt amazing as his fire met her ice. The two were so different, but at the same time absolutely perfect for the other. Then there was that other thing, her razor sharp fangs just inches away from his soft, human lips, with Karen's teeth more than capable of sinking into his flesh. But never before had Freddy even felt them, even when they kissed, until now.

For the first time since the two met, Karen fangs scraped Freddy's lips accidentally, which sent a wave of passion through both of them. Freddy's was caused from the fact he felt them for the first time, which was a tremendous aphrodisiac. Karen, on the other hand, accidentally got a slight taste of Freddy's blood, which could best be described as a forbidden fruit to her. She craved more, but knew that tasting it would certainly be disastrous to both of them, as she pulled away forcefully the moment she realized what had happened.

In Karen's haste to pull away she pushed Freddy, sending him flying almost five feet into the back of the only other monster in the lounge at the time, Bigfoot. Freddy looked up at the big furry leg he crashed into as the monster growled, more out of annoyance that anything else. Dracula had told Freddy how Jonathan had freaked out when he first learned that all of the monsters in the hotel were real, but Freddy never was that scared. Even still, Freddy apologized just as Jonathan had. "Sorry, big man," he laughed to the yeti as the monster waved back.

Freddy looked at Karen, terrified of her for the first time. Her eyes had a reddish hue to them, and her face looked tortured. "What's wrong, my love?" He asked, genuinely concerned for her.

"Stay away from me!" She roared back to him, which sent him into tears. This was what Freddy had feared the most; that one day she would reject him. "I'm a monster."

"Yeah you are," Freddy said softly as he stepped slowly and cautiously towards her, "but you're my monster." By the time he finished, Freddy had Karen back in his arms and she started to calm down.

"But I'm dangerous," she protested to him.

Freddy shook his head. "I don't think so, and even if you are I don't care. I want you," he said as he kissed her cheek, "and only you."

"Thank you," Karen said as she retuned his embrace a little too tightly.

"Ugh, Karen," Freddy groaned from the pain of her hug, "can't… breathe."

"Sorry!" Karen apologized letting him go, but Freddy's arms did not release her. "I just for-" but Karen was interrupted by Freddy's kiss again, which this time they shared without incident.

The zombie Sinatra had finished his set, and music began playing from a jukebox as a familiar friend walked in. "Hey guys," Sam said looking slightly upset about something as she sat at the table with them.

"Hey Sam," Karen answered smiling at her. Karen knew why Sam and Brett had returned to Transylvania earlier than expected, so she asked, "How'd it go in the infirmary?"
Tears started to fill Samantha's eyes as she answered, "Not good."

"I'm so sorry," Karen answered as Freddy was unsure why Sam went to the clinic. "So Brett's not venomous?"

Sam shook her head. "It's not that; he is, but it's just very little. The change would take way too long."

"Do you still want to?" Freddy asked now understanding the reason for their trip.

Sam, still with tears in her eyes nodded her head. "Yeah, but Brett couldn't do it. And I don't know if I'd want it to be anyone else."

Karen rushed to Sam's side to give her a gentle hug. "All you'd have to do it ask. If you want to, I would and I'm sure that Drac or Jake would too."

"That's not it," Sam said tears now streaming from her eyes at how wrong she had been about all of her monster family and friends. "I talked to this vampire… I think her name was Ginny."

"Oh, so you met Virginia and Ivan?" Freddy asked smiling since she met his best friend.

"How do you-"

Freddy interrupted Sam, "He was my best friend before… no while we were growing up. He just learned the truth about them before I did."

"Oh, sorry," Sam apologized, slowly regaining control of her emotions. "It's just that Virginia said that it was very personal, so it should be Brett. If not him, then someone else who was very close family. I don't know if I asked Mike what he would say, or even if he could. Other than him, who should I… no who I could ask?

Margaret had walked into the lounge and sat at a table across the room from anyone else. Everything had seemed just too weird today. From being saved by Dracula and then zinging with him, to meeting Troy and helping him learn to turn into a bat; it had just been too much. She had tried to fall asleep, but now it seemed that something was calling her to this room now. Margaret still couldn't believe what she had seen in the hotel; humans and monsters interacting and becoming friends. She wasn't shocked, since even though Freddy didn't know the complete truth about her, he never treated her like anything other than a close sister, and a better friend.

"Sis!" Freddy shouted across the room as he waived for her to join them. "There's someone I want you to meet."

Margaret went to join her brother and his fiancée, who were sitting with someone else who was obviously human. "What's up big bro?" She said as she hugged her brother with a smile again on her face.

"Sis, this is Sam. Drac said you met her oldest son earlier."

"Oh, so you're Troy's mom?" Margaret said understanding why Freddy really wanted the two of them to formally meet.

"What'd he do this time?" Sam sighed, assuming that Troy had broken something of Margaret's.

"Nothing, it's just that I was helping him with the whole bat thing."

"Oh," Sam said absolutely embarrassed at her assumptions. Troy hadn't mentioned that he had help in learning how to transform, so she assumed that it happened for him like it did for his brothers. "He didn't mention you. Sorry."

Margaret went to shake hands with Sam, but as they approached each other, Karen noticed something about the two of them for the first time. When their features were combined, they equaled Martha perfectly. The first clue that Karen had was their eyes; Margaret had the perfect shade, but the shape was off. When looking at the two young ladies together, she realized that Sam's eyes had the shape exactly right. Then the hair; once again a perfect mix of the two. Sam's color with Margaret's volume and style. Their only thing they shared together that was exactly right was their lips; they both had the exact same mouth, and it was so clearly Martha. The rest of the body was an almost equal mix of the two. That's when Karen realized why he thought there was a reason why Martha's spirit had found Sam briefly. Martha's reincarnation was split between the two of them, almost equally.

After quickly shaking hands, the two women pulled into a gentle, girl friend like hug, with smiles overtaking both of their faces. That's when Karen heard another faint click coming from Martha and realized that it was the meeting might be the key to the second trigger of restoring Martha's memories to Margaret.

As the two women separated from their hug, Karen realized who it should be who change Sam, and it was the other half of the whole. Karen wondered how best to broach the subject, and wondered if Margaret would even be willing to try and change someone. But knowing that Margaret had helped her son earlier might convince Margaret to try. But then Karen thought of a way to make the two halves of Martha realize why they felt so drawn to each other.

"I wonder if Drac's still awake," Karen whispered her thought which only Margaret heard.

"Why?" Margaret asked softly, not trying to let the humans hear, even though Sam knew something was going on.

"Freddy, can I see you later?" Karen asked hoping that her zing wouldn't pry. "There's something I need to do now."

"Okay love," he said softly giving her a parting kiss on the right cheek, but before the three ladies left he added, "but I'm gonna hold you to it."

Karen winked back at him with a smile as the three left at just above a walking pace. They quickly headed to the manager's suite, with Karen knocking on it when they arrived.

From inside the the room, there was a soft but aggravated growl. "What is it this time?" Dracula asked his annoyance at his staff not being hidden. Since Jenna had become his assistant manager, she had been able to handle more than ninety per cent of the issues that crept up, but today was her day off, and she was spending it shopping for baby necessities with Wanda and Linda.

The door almost flew open, which sent Margaret and Sam recoiling from shock more than fear as they leapt into each other's arms.

"Drac, you really need to calm down," Karen said smiling at her old friend.

"What is it Karen? You know I do not like my slumber interrupted."

"I wanted to show you something," Karen answered softly, as she accompanied the two ladies into Dracula's suite, dragging them in her pink mist form. Margaret was more than used to this, but to Sam it was extremely awkward as this strong cloud was able to take her anywhere she wanted. The two stopped facing towards the room, but standing against a wall. "Look," Karen whispered to Dracula, pointing at the two ladies.

Dracula was stunned. Karen had stopped the two of them directly under Martha's portrait and he noticed what Karen had for the first time. Martha was evenly split between the two of them. "Holy Rabies!" He yelled excitedly but quietly as not to wake the other monsters who might be asleep by now.

Karen took out her phone and took a picture of the two. In the time since Jonathan had first learned that vampires could be photographed by cell phone cameras, they had learned that some did allow full pictures to be taken, while other could only take selfies. Karen's phone was one that would work in any direction.

Karen went to where the two women still stood, not realizing why they were in the spot they were until they saw the picture. Both of them gasped, almost in unison when they saw. The thought then filled Sam; that Margaret should be the one to turn her.

"Could you," Sam asked to Margaret, "could you change me?"

"I…I don't know how," Margaret stuttered from the shock of being asked.

"I can teach you," Dracula said softly, placing a hand on her right shoulder. He realized why Karen had brought the two ladies to see the portrait; that Martha's reincarnation is the two of them combined.

"Please?" Sam begged as she hoped to convince Margaret. "Brett can't do it, and I don't know how else to ask."

Margaret nodded in agreement. She would spend the early part of the next night with Dracula learning exactly what she needed to do to change a human into a vampire, and they would proceed shortly after midnight, assuming Sam didn't back down.

In a dark cave several hundred kilometers from the hotel stood Nikola trembling at the feet of his master. The report of his failure had reached Michele shortly after the two birds returned to their base without the man-bat. "You've failed me," Michele said coldly, his eyes looking snake like even though they lacked pupils. "I gave you one job, and you failed."

"But it wasn't my-"

Michele interrupted Nikola before he was even able to begin his explanation. "SILENCE!" With the vampire saying it so loudly that the vibrations echoed the cave for several minutes, even knocking some stalagmites from the ceiling. "I don't want any excuses."

"But Dracula."

"Oh, my wonderful son-in-law, who had one job in this world and that was to keep my daughter safe from that wretched scum that walks the earth. He couldn't even do that right, and you expect me to believe that he stopped the three of you?!"

"It wasn't just him. There was another-"

Yet again, Nikola was cut off. "Of course there was, but SHE'S JUST A CHILD!" Yet again said forcefully with Michele's voice booming through the cave.

"No," Nikola whimpered, terrified of his master, "another older one; about the same age as… you know who." The bat was terrified to use Dracula's name.

"Oh," Michele said starting to understand what had really happened. "So maybe I should pay the cursed one's hotel a visit. It's been too long since I fed," his quip accented with an evil laugh. "Unless I should," but he didn't finish his thought as Michele charged to Nikola with all of his speed and bit him.

Nikola screamed in pain the second that Michele's fangs pierced his harder than human skin like it was only paper. He felt the burning from the venom surge through his veins and worried that his master was going to kill him for his failure. But as quickly as the attack started, it stopped. Michele pulled away, the monster's blood still on his lips. Nikola was weak, to be sure, but was not in any distress; at least not until the venom began to overtake his nervous system.

About a minute after Michele pulled away, Nikola collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony from the venom surging in his system. He was completely paralyzed and moved around like he was having a massive seizure, which in reality wasn't that far from what was really happening to him.

"Oh stop your complaining, you worthless serf. I did you a favor. I could never make you completely vampiric, but I can make you closer than that clown did."

Nikola remained writhing in pain and screaming as he was slowly being burned alive. Every inch of him was being consumed by the hateful venom that flowed through him. "How… long?" Nikola was able to struggle out from his tortured face.

"I don't know, but you'll be of much more use to me after," Michele laughed at the thought of having a much more effective lackey with him. The birds would be useless in his plan. He had to destroy all of them, and that included the Hotel Transylvania if he was to stop the complete equality between the kinds, and time was of the essence. If Martha's reincarnation had her memories restored, that would be the dagger in the Supremacists cause.

"Jackson!" Michele commanded.

"Yes sir," A giant red bird replied as he stepped forward. His body looked the shape of a phoenix, but unlike the mythical bird there was no fire about him. From head to tail, he as almost ten feet long, and when his wings were extended, they were more than double that.

"I need a status report on the strength at that hotel. I must know how many monsters, especially how many vampires. Do not worry about the humans, as they are immaterial."

"Yes, sir!" The bird replied as he took of to scout the target.