Author's note: Well, I have been told I am evil and that the last chapter was evil and wonderful. I think that means the last chapter was a success. ;) Yes, cruel, I know. And let me tell you, I am not happy writing this about Leila/Sonja. I was originally going to have Lucian get to Leila sometime and they be happy then. But no, my muse had to turn sadistic on them. But just know this: every moment, every movement Kraven makes only brings him closer to an ever-growing-more-painful demise most likely. I hate Kraven, and so does my muse. Now, thanks so much for the reviews. Even the ones that said I was evil, I appreciated them too! Oh, and to Koty M's question, no I don't mind at all. J Hope ya'll enjoy the chapter and as always, reviews are lovely things!

Disclaimer: I own Brian, Anya (but who wants her?), and any other character not mentioned in the novelization, script, comic book, or movie. Please don't sue me. Savvy?

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CHAPTER 14: TABLES BEGIN TO TURN

Erika quietly entered the old library, glancing down the hallway to make sure nobody was around. She did not want company right now. Especially as they might get curious of what she was looking for. She sighed, looking around at all the dust covered books. She wrinkled her nose.

"Why did they never have one of us clean in here, it's absolutely filthy," she declared softly and began her search. "This is going to be difficult, there is no order in here," she said with annoyance. "Ok, so nobody comes in here, you'd think they would at least have the books organized a bit. Good thing I'm immortal," she sighed.

Heading to the nearest bookshelf, Erika began searching for what she needed. Knowing how old-fashioned the Elders had always been - Well, in most areas, she thought with a naughty grin - , she figured they had probably written down their laws. And they must have something about what would happen if a hybrid were to come into being. Although she had a sinking feeling it was just a general law, not one that they made to be different if an Elder became the creature.

"Now what would Lord Marcus' consort be doing in the library, getting covered in dust?" a haughty, male voice said from behind. Erika turned and saw a Death Dealer, his appearance that of a young man in his late twenties. His eyebrows were high and raised in question at her, while his hazel eyes stared right into hers. The black leather made him look lanky and wiry, and his hair inky black.

Immediately, Erika wanted to get out. There was something in the way he looked at her that told her to run. But he was blocking the only way out, and she wasn't about to give anyone the satisfaction of seeing her cower.

"Reading, what do you think?" she replied sardonically. Hands on her hips, she stared right back, glaring. "And what is a Death Dealer doing interrupting me with no reason to?" she questioned.

The Death Dealer's gaze softened a bit, and for a moment Erika hoped he wasn't as cruel as he first appeared to be. But then he right up next to her, cornering her. "He gazed at her face then met her eyes once again. "So beautiful," he whispered.

"Back off," she warned steadily, keeping the glare in her expression. She waited for him to move into the right position. As soon as she could, she was getting far away from the library and him. When he didn't move, she tried to duck under his arms, but he grabbed her and kissed her, hard.

Big mistake, though he is a good kisser, she thought to herself. Too bad I know someone better.

With a hiss, she raised her knee, ramming the vampire in the groin, then ran as fast as she could out of there. She rushed back to her chamber, closing and locking the door when she reached it. She leaned back against it, letting out a relieved sigh.

Bastard! Won't be so smug when Marcus hears about this, she fumed. Then she changed her mind. Marcus would be furious, and if he got furious again, especially if he and the Death Dealers were unsuccessful - and knowing Kraven they would be - , he might would finally lose control. That settles it, I keep this from Marcus. Besides, nobody knows, and that Dealer certainly won't talk.

***

Marcus growled softly, cursing the leech he and the Death Dealers had been chasing. No sign of Kraven, no sign of Lucian, Selene or Michael, and they had lost two men. Although, knowing how strong Michael and Lucian were, not to mention Selene herself, they were lucky.

Sunrise would be there in only a few hours, they needed to get back to the mansion, as they had no leads. He couldn't even get a whiff of a familiar scent. Besides, he wasn't all that fond of leaving Erika back at Ordoghaz with a traitor walking freely there as well.

You're not that fond of leaving her period.

With a resigned sigh, Marcus turned to face the Death Dealers. "We are returning home for the night. There is still a traitor at the mansion, and whoever it is could act again at any moment. If we find nothing else before tomorrow night, we will return to hunt for the traitor." He looked around. "And Lucian and his companions," he whispered.

***

Kraven ran out of the hospital elevator, the doctor's body thrown over his shoulder. At least she was unconscious, as she was slowing him down too much without kicking and screaming and punching. He ran towards the back, out a different exit than where he had come in. This one took him to a parking lot, and he saw another elevator at the other end, one that would take him up to the next level of the garage.

"Perfect," he muttered and grinned as he ran to the elevator and quickly pressed the button that would take him closer to safety. Now all he needed was a car and he could get away from the now enraged lycan that never seemed to die.

Finally able to get the burden on his shoulder off, he shoved the girl to the floor. He stared at her, wondering how it was possible. She was obviously Sonja, she had cried out Lucian's name and for some reason, Kraven didn't think it was because Lucian had called on her before.

"Well, my dear, I suppose it really doesn't matter. Somehow, you're alive, Lucian knows, and he knows I have you," Kraven said smugly. "So, as long as you and I get out of here, he'll be quite desperate to make sure you stay alive."

***

Adam Lockwood ran down the stairs. He mentally cursed when he almost tripped as he got to the last stair and ran into the lobby. He looked around and then grabbed someone nearby. "Have you seen a man with a woman, carrying her against her will or unconscious?" he questioned.

The middle-aged man nodded shakily. "Yeah, and then another man came out after them, they went that way," he pointed down a hall that led to a back exit, one that went to the bottom floor of the garage.

"Thanks," Adam muttered and ran back there. Another friend of his had been abducted, this was becoming to much of a normal thing in his opinion. As he got close though, he heard a strange noise, like a wolf's howl mixed with a man's cry. Panic started to overcome him, but he ran out the back door and saw nobody except for a lone man in dark clothes and a fur-trimmed cloak. He assumed this was the man that guy had mentioned.

The stranger in front of him turned abruptly, hearing the approach from behind. Adam's eyes widened when he saw the man's eyes were completely black and his teeth were incredibly long. Like fangs.

"What the hell?" Adam shouted, this was stranger even than that morning at the hospital when the police had chased Michael after he had come to Adam delusional.

The stranger's eyes went normal, the black receding to reveal gray irises and white surrounding them. He shuddered, as if holding back a sob or a growl, and he gave Adam a questioning look.

"Lucian, what happened?" a familiar voice said from the side, and Adam turned to see none other than Michael. Of course, why wouldn't he be mixed up in this, considering eh started the strange events in Adam's life. A leather clad woman ran around the corner behind him, and Michael finally took notice of the human's presence.

"Michael? What the hell is going on?" he demanded, looking at his friend's companions warily before staring at Michael in shock. "Where's Leila?"

The freaky-eyed man glared at him. "How do you know her?" he questioned darkly.

"Lucian, it's ok," Michael said and stepped closer to Adam. "Adam, remember that night I came to you with the bite mark?" When Adam nodded, Michael continued. "Well, I wasn't talking crazy that night. Meet the man who bit me," he gestured at the guy with the now normal eyes, "and the woman who kidnapped, um, rescued me," he said, nodding to the woman who looked like she was going to a Matrix convention.

Adam stared at them as if they were insane, which he was thoroughly convinced they were, and opened his mouth to say something when the elevator from the other side dinged, alerting them it had come back down.

The dark stranger ran to it and opened the doors to reveal a woman lying on the floor. Instinct kicked in, and both doctors ran towards the body, but the stranger held out his arm.

"She's dead, he killed her," he stated solemnly.

Michael and Adam stared at him, confused. "Who killed her?" they asked together.

"Kraven."

Adam was about to go into a full inquiry when they heard a car's approach, and the stranger ran past them towards the sound. Suddenly, he was gone, and Adam turned to make sure he hadn't imagined the whole thing and everyone else had disappeared as well. But no, the corpse, Michael, and the woman were all still present.

"Ok, would somebody please tell me what is going on around here?!" Adam shouted, pushing his glasses back up his nose.

Suddenly the dark stranger was in front of him. "I'm afraid you aren't going to like what we tell you, but since you've seen too much for us to simply leave you here, you'll have to learn the truth," he told him. "Now, where does she live?" he asked.

Adam's brow furrowed. "Who?

"Son, Leila," the man said. "The one who was abducted."

Michael and the woman threw each other curious glances, and Adam figured they were wondering about the name change, because he certainly was. But still, he was quite freaked out and even though this man was barely the same height and hardly muscular looking, he was intimidating.

"Come on, I'll drive you there," he told them and headed towards his car. He knew one thing though, that man was not sitting in the front seat.

***

Brian entered the security room, and sat down. He glowered at the screens in front of him. So, now that had been rejected by Erika, kneed in the balls, and stuck in this horridly confining room, he knew Anya would be visiting him soon, since that was the only thing that could make his day any worse.

Maybe he should have just let his sire slit his throat. That would have been more dignified and noble at least. Instead he had given in and gotten himself involved in a plot to oust Lord Marcus and make him reject Erika.

"Before you even ask, no. I barely managed to kiss her, but she didn't like my attentions," Brian said sullenly to Anya as she stepped into the room.

"You didn't use enough force, you are a Death Dealer," she scolded. "How could a young, female, servant who is only half your age be able to get away otherwise?" she asked rhetorically. Coming to sit on the desk in front of him, the serpentine vampire smiled at him lustfully. "Just use some force and make her squirm, she's bound to give in. You are a cutie after all, and strong if not necessarily powerful."

Brian glared at Anya. "You want me to rape Marcus' consort?" he asked incredulously. "Do you have any idea what would happen to me if I did that?"

Anya laughed slyly. "Dear, she won't tell," Anya assured him. "You see, Erika won't want Marcus to know, although he'll be able to figure out something happened. And knowing him and his temper, he'll be so outraged he won't ask her if it was consensual or not. Besides, soon he'll be gone, if all goes right." She leaned over and kissed Brian quickly, standing up before he could break away. "And I can promise you, everything will."

***

Kraven drove away madly, as he nervously glanced in his rearview mirror every few seconds, making sure nobody was following him. More importantly, no Lucian was following him. When he was several blocks away from the hospital and there was no sign of the lycan leader, he let out a relieved sigh and slowed down the slightest bit.

"Well, Sonja, it's just you and I, finally." He sneered at the still unconscious form next to him. He reached down and grabbed the wallet he had taken from that woman that had "donated" her blood and wallet and car to the pair. Over a hundred dollars, he could quite easily get a new hotel room at another place. Further from the heart of the dark city preferably.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang and he pulled it out of his pocket. "Why hello, Anya," he said smugly. "I was hoping you would call. I have news. I'm taking control of this operation," he told her, his voice still dripping with self-satisfaction.

Anya was not at all happy with his tone. "And what do you think gives you the right to take command? Look what happened last time you tried to get the upper hand in your pact, he ended up nearly being executed, until I saved your sorry hide," she spat.

"Ah, but do you have something that will make Lucian, who is still alive and well somehow, do anything and everything you told him to do?" Kraven asked her.

"Lucian is alive? How?"

"I have no idea, but he is. And he soon will be doing whatever I want him to, since I have his precious Sonja. You see, she's also alive somehow. Isn't it romantic, both of them are somehow alive even though they should be dead. Now, I'm leaving the hotel you took me too, and I'm afraid I can't give you my location. You'll just have to trust me." With that, Kraven hung up.

Let's see how you like that, bitch.