Part 1-

I don't  own anyone. White wolf owns all the V:tm, K:te info and Vince MacMahon  owns the wwe stuff. I'm borrowing other peoples characters. But KIRA IS MINE!! Mine mine mine. In this chapter- Enter the plot and Marie.

Hot bodies surrounded Kira. They pressed in on her from all sides and she laughed, delighting in the sensation. The music was loud and she could feel it in every atom of her body. It thrummed straight down to her soul and rebounded in the empty places there. In the crowd she saw reflections of everyday life, laughter, joy, anger, sadness.  It felt strange to be surrounded by it and not a part of it. These days- she wasn't surprised by much. Life, or unlife as it was, was full of surprises, some good, some bad. A heavy hand fell on her shoulder and she suppressed a groan. She knew that hand, and the calluses on it, almost intimately. It had kicked her ass, and left mirror images of its self in black and blue all over her at one point. She allowed herself to be led through the crowd, to the back room. It was dark and cool, filled with bodies.

"This is the last one." Kane said, pushing her towards the corner where she saw the majority of her clan mates.  She took a seat on the floor, pressed up against the cool feet of her sire.  Vince MacMahon, the Prince stood and walked to the center of the room. He shared a nod with Taker, who slipped outside. The sheriff would keep out any unwanted guests. Looking round the room she realized that a few people were missing. Three members of her own clan were not there. Half the caitiffs were missing, which wasn't too much of a surprise. Only three gangrel had shown, and two venture were missing. The largest surprise was the toreadors. Well over half of them were gone.  One of the malkavians was cutting herself, not too deeply, and watching the blood run down her hand, the Hurricane patted the girls hand, and  gently took the knife away. Marie only did that when she was upset and if the malkavians were anything to judge by, this was not good.

"We have a problem." Vince said gravely, and it was almost a strain to hear him over the music in the club. "I won't go into details. But someone here, in this very room, has an alliance with the Sabbats and the Anarchs."

"What about the people that aren't here?" Stephanie asked, her face marred with worry lines.

"Some of them are on a mission for me. Others I am not sure about." Vince replied serisouly. He pointed at each clan primogen. "We must speak, the primogen council and I, we when are done, we will make plans." He sighed. "So go forth, and enjoy the club, Kane or Undertaker will find you when you are needed."

Kira stood with her clan mates a frown marring her face. They left, headed for the dance floor.  Lita caught Kira's eye and they headed for the bathroom. The waited for a stall for a few minutes, and were joined by Trish and Stephanie.  They finally got a stall and all squeezed in together.

"What the fuck is going on Steph?" Lita asked softly. "Why are so many people not here? This is messed up beyond belief."

"I don't know much." Steph looked around and then sighed. "Someone hired an assamite to take out all the people with positions as well as all the primogen." Kira and Trish both gasped.

"Well what happened?" Trish prodded.

"He went after Kane first." Steph said, and that was enough. Kira still remembered vividly the time he'd accidentally set a stagehand on fire.  They fell quiet.

"So everyone is a suspect?" Lita asked, grabbing Kiras hand. "Because I'll let you know here and now that I had nothing to do with it." Kira nodded, as did Trish.

"I didn't either. I support Vince wholeheartedly." Kira said.

"Me too." Trish said. Kira and Lita rolled their eyes.

"I know, but from now on guys, clan alliances and vendettas are put on the shelf. We need to face this as the camarilla. Not as a ragtag bunch of people who are fighting something because they got tired of fighting with each other. " Stephanie said seriously. The all nodded, this was big and bad.  Back out on the dance floor, it was easy to see where each superstar was. Most of them were surrounded by their own little crowd.

"So what do we do now?" Trish asked.

"That's easy!" Kira shouted, grabbing the blond gangrel by the arm. "We dance!"

One down and hopefully more than three to go. For those of you that stated that your char was a shape changer- I'm keeping all vamps in normal form, no beast attributes or beast forms. Conversation with animal is quite allowed for gangrels- depending on their age. Thanks for people that sent chars in- keep them comingI ain't done yet. I have room for at least 7 more Mary Sues.   I intend to start introducing the other chars in the next chapter. This is just to let ya'll know what's going on really. Get things started and what not. Let me know what you think and who you want!