Char: =D I don't know.. I might just twist his little head and kill him…

Jia: As I said, not so soon.. I don't know what to do if I were to end this story so fast. My life would feel pretty empty.

Hellz: Cool dude! But my head is swelling! Haha… glad you love it though.

Right, I thought I'd do some background on the characters' information:

Surnames:

Kyle CALDWIN: I just pluck it out of thin air and… judging by the number of times I uses it… I love it!!!

Jade, Jasper, Paula FINSTER: Finsbarr is the name of one of Westlife's member's family. Okay, kind of long there, but it's one of the lad's brother's name. So I tore it apart, Fins – Barr.

Skye KOLLESBARR: I took the 'barr' over and inserted it behind the Kolles. Don't ask me where did the Kolles come from. I don't know. I just tried out the name and well, it sounded nice! And don't ask me, somehow he gave me the impression of Legolas. I see Leggy speaking the words of Skye. *bashes self* I just don't know why…

Dermot FALLIS: Took it out of thin air.

Mervyn MULLEN: I was going to put Mervyn Mckellen, thinking, "Eh? That surname sounds familiar." Then I realized it was our dear Gandalf's surname, Ian Mckellen. Okay, they are both magical beings, one witch one wizard, but nah.

Anything else that you all would like to know can ask me through a feedback.

Kyle Caldwin stood outside the Daybreak Center. Raising his hand, he studied the familiar building with a sinking feeling. This was not going to be a pleasant trip definitely. He thought of the Daybreakers who were once part of his life. Russell, the best buddy with surfer dude look and attitude. Nonetheless, he had been a really good friend. Kyle wondered how he would think of hij, now that he belonged to Blood Iris. Perhaps he might see beyond my façade, Kyle thought sadly.

Then there were the elders. No doubt they would give him a big lecture on how he should not be foolish, about how while he still had the opportunity to turn back, he must. Elder Fallis and Elder Kollesbarr must be so disappointed with him. They were the ones who made Russell and him the understudies.

Angus. Could he have already betrayed him? Kyle doubted that the Viking-like witch would betray his trust. They had a fight before, but Angus should be able to put aside private affairs for the safety of all.

Then, there was… Jade. How was he going to face her? How could he let her continue to be heartbroken when Jasper was still alive? She would never look at Kyle the same way again – the soulmate who killed her brother.

Still, he braced himself for the reactions from the Daybreakers as he began walking into the building. The witch girl at the counter saw Kyle, a look of recognition in her eyes, then she lowered her gaze quickly. She spoke urgently into the phone, and when she put the receiver back into the cradle, Kyle could see that her hand was shaking.

He continued his way into the lobby where he waited for the lift. And then Skye orbed in. Kyle read pity in the elder's eyes as he spoke, "What are you doing here?" Dermot and Angus materialized beside Skye, and Kyle was beginning to wonder how many others would show up. Angus had chosen to hang back, and Kyle could see that the witch told nothing to the elders.

The lift doors opened and before anyone could react, a very emotional Mrs. Finster charged out from it. "Kyle Caldwin! You're inhumane! Return Jasper to me!" she screamed and beat Kyle with her fists. Skye and Dermot moved forward and held back the hysterical lady.

Kyle scanned the crowd. All whom he had expected to see have arrived, and their gazes shared the same look – disappointment and… hatred.

Jade felt her heart tearing when she got out of the lift and saw Kyle. He looked pretty much the same from the last time she saw him, same pair of intense black eyes, black hair against that chiseled pale face. So good he looked otherworldly, Jade remembered the phrase Jasper had used. But Jade could not feel the same way for him. He had killed her brother, deciding to pledge himself to the dark side, condemning himself all because of Clio.

"What, is this the welcome for me?" Kyle's lips curled in mockery. Jade turned away, and saw Russell. The poor guy looked transfixed in his place, emotions written clearly in his face. He had not believed it all these while, until he saw Kyle's attitude for himself. It was obviously not the same Kyle whom he had known all these years.

Skye repeated his question, this time more forcefully, "Why are you here?"

Kyle's black eyes focused on the elder, challenging him, " I work for Blood Iris. Why else do you think I'm here if not for the source?"

Russell could not hold it back any longer. He stepped in front of Kyle, facing him squarely. They were a stark contrast to each other, one blond with tanned skin, and the other fair with black hair.

It was painful to see the hostility between the two vampires, who were best friends.

Kyle tilted his head in annoyance, then he arched his eyebrows innocently, "You're making this hard for me too, Russ?"

The blue eyes searched Kyle's face for any clue, but Russell only got back a cold stare. "I don't know you," he said finally, resignation and hurt in his voice.

"But you know me. You know me more than anyone else." Kyle's low voice spoke, so low it was hardly audible. Russell turned away; unshed tears in his blue eyes.

Kyle took a breath and resumed his composure. He spoke loudly, as if to spite all, "Anyhow, I just thought I'd ask you if you want to join me over at Blood Iris. We will make a good team there."

A slap sent Kyle's head snapping to the right. He turned back slowly and saw Jade glaring at him, tears running down her cheeks. The fingerprints stood out boldly in red against Kyle's pale face.

Jade lifted her hand and brought it down again. But Kyle saw it coming. He stopped the hand in mid-air and held it tightly there. Suddenly, a cold light glinted in his eyes as he flung her hands away. "The next time you think of slapping me, you'd better rethink." He said coldly.

"Damn you." Jade's voice was shaky.

"Already done. Now, if you would make this easier for us all…"

"Listen to yourself! You're not the Kyle Caldwin I knew!" Jade cried.

"Oh yeah?" Kyle answered coolly. "Or perhaps this isn't the Kyle Caldwin you want me to be?"

Jade bit her tongue. His words stung more than anything, and he knew it. That was why he said them, to hurt her. "I…" Jade began.

"I, I, I. That's all you care about. That's all. You think that life revolves only about yourself. And that's how pathetic you are," Kyle said, his black eyes flashing angrily.

"Kyle Caldwin!" Dermot called out. He stepped forward and said, "Daybreakers don't welcome you." He gestured to the row of Daybreaker behind Kyle, all armed with crossbows. "You will be duly shot if you insist on your insolent behavior. Blood Iris will never get the source. Never!"

Kyle stared at the elder. Then he nodded to himself and looked at each of the Daybreakers in the room. His gaze fell on Jade, and rested there as he said, "Then blood be shed. Blood Iris won't let this matter rest."

He turned and gave the armed Daybreakers a glare, before they stepped aside. Their aims never strayed from the vampire as he left the Daybreak Center.

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Yes. And so Kyle went to D.C and made it out alive. What will happen next? Will Blood Iris make things difficult for him for failing the tasks? Stay tuned only on The Source to find out!