Okay, guys, I've had enough of death and sad stuff, what about moving along to the action of the plot?? Yeah, good idea!!! Oh yeah and thanks a zillion to you, my wonderful reviewers!! Marie, Tash, Chels, I love ya guys!! Also special thanks to Vampiress221, Kareem, Madison Desdemona, and of course cptnjcksparrow! You guys rock!

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The halls of Ordoghaz were as usual, dark and gloomy, only now they were plunged into grief and demise, due to the recent losses the Vampires have submitted themselves to. Angst and worry were reigning throughout the whole house, and the fact that only one Vampire leader was left ruling troubled more than a few Vamps.

How could Selene, being the bold and trustworthy Death Dealer that she was, could betray her kind and kill the most powerful Elder of the Vampires?  "What is Lord Marcus going to say at his Awakening?" some were wondering. "Are the Lycans up to something?" others were asking.

Perhaps not all of the residents of Ordoghaz were aware of Viktor and Amelia's deaths. Perhaps only one Vampire was left to be informed about the newly tragedies that have struck the Underworld.

The door of a room of the servants' quarters opened widely as a Vampiress came out, walking head up high and with a firm step. She had very pale and beautiful features and eyes of a very deep violet. Long, blonde hair were giving the impression of floating behind her as she was quickly strolling down the hall.

Erika. Not even a century old. Also one of these ordinary, stubborn, conceited Vampires we could easily find in Ordoghaz. Erika, who had always dreaded one and only one thing: Selene, for what she meant to Kraven. Actually, she might had dreaded everything surrounding her, from her low servant rank to her very rival Selene. Only had she ever liked one thing in the world: Kraven, whom no one especially ever liked. Except her. Even after what he's done to her?

Erika continued walking down the many halls of the mansion, ignoring everyone she was meeting on her path. A slight smirk was on her pretty features, revealing that decadent thoughts were taking shape in her mind. And no, she wasn't aware of her Elders' deaths. She had been in her room for the whole morning and past night, pondering about her situation with Kraven.

She had wanted him for such a long time. Him, the leader of the Vampires during Viktor's slumber, an aristocratic, haughty individual. She had liked him, for the major part of her ninety-six years of her immortal life. She had always been there for him, although he hadn't even realized her presence.

She had had an affair with him, only last night, and it turned out that she wasn't good enough for him. She had helped him flee the mansion, hoping that he would've recognized her as someone who, in a way, cared for him more than anything else. But then again, she wasn't good enough for him.

"Of course," she thought. She remembered his face as she held him some weaponry, in front of the mansion. Eyes full of hope, Erika wished so badly she could go with him, flee with him to some unknown destination. Kraven smiled scornfully at her, got in the back of his black limousine, and dryly closed the door behind him, as all of Erika's hope fled away. The limousine drove away and at an incredible speed, leaving the poor Vampiress behind.

Erika frown to this thought, "No one is good enough for him! Except Selene, that's obvious. Selene who, by the way, hates him more than anybody else does!" Erika was resolved to forget about this traitor and move on to other stuff. "I wonder if Viktor likes blondes," she thought as a smirk appeared on her face.

Smiling to herself, she continued walking towards the great hall, when a voice behind her called her name. Erika turned around to see Kahn, the weaponry expert, walking towards her. "Yes?" she asked, annoyance obviously visible.

Kahn had that same gloomy expression he'd had since last night, when he announced Viktor's death to Mason. "As you know, Marcus's Awakening is planed to occur tomorrow night." Erika nodded. "So I want you to prepare the Crypt for the event. Now," Kahn said firmly before turning away.

"Yes, master," this word was painful to Erika. She hated to call others by 'master', 'my Lord', or 'my Lady'. They weren't better than she was, according to her. For all of her immortality, she had strongly hoped to be part of the aristocracy. And when an only and last opportunity named Kraven presented itself to her, it fled away as fast as it has come along. "Ugh! I have to get rid of this obsession I have--- had for him!"  Erika silently vowed.

Desperate about her infatuation for Kraven, Erika continued her walk down the hall, this time heading for the Elders' --- Elder's Resting Chamber. Exactly what she needed, some work to try to forget about Krav--- him. "Never will I pronounce his name again," she vowed to herself. "That'll be a good start. Now, the Crypt," she reminded herself.

As far as she was concerned, Erika had never attended the Awakening of one of the Elders. She had only been in the mansion for ninety years or so, causing her to only see Amelia as an Elder. Never had she seen Viktor, earlier than last night, when she was with Kr--- him. But she figured out that she could probably see Viktor again, in a few moments from now, since he was surely back from killing this Lycan Selene had brought back to the mansion a few days ago.

How clueless Erika was. All of this because one Vampire had the nerve of stealing her immortal heart, only to throw it away after one night of abusing of it. She didn't know that Marcus was the only leader left around the place.

"Marcus," she thought. "I wonder how he looks like," she smiled to herself. Whether it was Viktor or Marcus's turn to take the throne, she was decided to forget about you-know-who and see if either of the two Elders could want her as their 'personal' assistant. She smiled to this thought and continued her walk to the Crypt.

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Meanwhile, Kahn was walking towards his quarters, when Mason came behind him. "Kahn, it's an emergency."

Kahn sighed deeply, thinking that no emergency was comparable to what happened last night. "What is it, this time?"

Mason took a deep breath and paused for a second before saying, "Marcus has already been awakened." Then, the captain of the Death Dealers turned around and walked away. To these words, Kahn froze.

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