Disclaimer: Hmm… I wonder how I can say this again… I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! MUHAHAHAHAHA!!! Wait…. That's a bad thing! Dammit!

Author's Note: *Gasp!* What has happened to Jenny?! Why is Julian getting drunk?! Will I ever live up to my summary?!  Well, I promised action, and I will hopefully HAVE action in this. OMG!!! I HAVE A PLOT NOW! I KNOW WHAT I AM GOING TO DO! YAY! Sorry, but this is a short chapter. It just felt like a good place to stop. To make up for it, I'll put up another chapter tomorrow, which means, once the internet starts working again. I am going to have the format like this from now on in, cause it makes my chapters seem longer. ^^

By the by, I am looking for a beta reader. If you would like to be my beta reader, email me at cinder_bloq@hotmail.com. I try for about three chapters a week, so you might be kind of busy…

And back into my brain….

            Julian glared at his reflection. He didn't like what he saw. What he saw, of course, was nothing. He didn't have a reflection. None of them did. Not that any of them ever needed to have one. He once thought it was because they didn't have souls. But that was before Jenny. No one can feel such intense emotion and still say they don't have a soul.

            He scowled once more at the pane of glass that's reflected the apartments rather grungy off-white walls. It wasn't like him to be plunging head on into something without having any semblance of a plan in mind, but then again, it wasn't like any Shadow Man to be fighting for a loved one. None of them had loved ones. Well, except him. But his loved one would cower in fear if she even heard his name. O well, he thought, I'll take what I can get.

            Jenny walked out of the hospital. She still felt strange, but not in a bad way. Little things meant more, like the angle of the sun, how the grass moved, where the largest shadows fell from an object. But strangely, rather perversely, she felt less aware of her self, like her emotions were numbed. She felt acutely aware of her body though, senses, movement, carriage.

            She knew that her clothes looked good on her, even if they were just little better then pajamas. They felt right. She knew that her hair was tousled, but it only made it look better.

            Something inside her screamed that something was wrong, very wrong, but Jenny didn't notice. She felt too good to care. She felt so… awake. Not tense, but awake. Watching. Waiting.

            She knew precisely when the man came up behind her, grabbing her purse (A/N: I know its lame, so sue me.) and trying to bolt. She hit him in the Adam's apple with the side of her hand. He promptly fell to the concrete gasping for air. Jenny picked up her purse and kept on walking, completely unruffled by the whole experience. Several people were gathered around the man, staring in fearful suspicion at the retreating form of Jenny's body.

            Not caring about the people behind her, she kept on walking back towards her college dorm. Not to stay, no. She was going back to get her car. She wanted to drive wherever the road would take her.

            Julian just realized something. It wasn't like him to not notice something completely, but then again, he had been rather off-kilter since they had brought him back. He could walk in sunlight. Being but a Shadow, he had previously been unable to do anything under the harsh gaze of the sun. Granted that lately he had stuck inside buildings and it had been cloudy, it didn't matter. He could walk in daylight.

            However, his revelry in his newly recognized achievement was short-lived. He felt… something nearing Jenny's dorm. Something strong. Something definitely not human.