Disclaimer: (I noticed I haven't put that in, bad Nym! Bad!) I do not own the fantastical DOTM series, nor would I want to, for fear of screwing it up. Lol, but as a loyal fan to the Daughters of the Moon, Lynne Ewing, if you happen to be reading this ( I doubt it, but its worth a shot), I would like to request another Follower's POV book. (But not Stanton again) The Sacrifice was great, and it'd be fun to have a Tymmie, Cassandra, Karyl, Lambert, Taemestra, or even an Aura book.

Prt. V: Battle

Chapter II: Confrontation

Imy skidded out into the alleyway, a few dim streetlights reflected into it, but that was all for illumination. The moon was gone, and the alley was shrouded in a thick cloud of darkness. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the dark, but when they did, the first thing she noticed was a few glints of colors from the corner of her eye.

She turned, and sure enough, there was a girl with angel wings strapped across her back sitting on a crate. Her eyes were glazed over and her hair was matted down from sweat to the sides of her face.

Great, she's drunk too. Muttered Imy to herself irritably.

"Hello Goddess." She heard from behind her.

She quickly turned around and saw Tymmie. She swallowed a hard lump in her throat and let her energy build. There was no moon tonight, so the strain was rather hard to bear as she summoned up her Goddess power. The experience to her almost felt like pulling threads together. But now, they were feeble and weak, she barely had enough for her to go anywhere, nevertheless take someone else with her. Jimena and Riley were right, she should have conserved her power; but for a few days, not just a single afternoon.

When she reopened her eyes, they were slightly dilated, "Hey." She murmured weakly, her voice hoarse.

The girl seemed to be ignoring both of them, and sat staring into the shadows that grew at the end of the alleyway.

Tymmie began to snicker as he made his way over to her, "You sound scared Goddess," He sneered, "A pity. I was hoping for a challenge." He rose his thrice pierced eyebrow, "Where's your friend?"

Imy swallowed, knowing that he meant Riley, "She didn't come with."

Tymmie smirked and pointed at his head, "You're lying to me Goddess," He said, "There's no thoughts or plans in your mind that I don't know now." He slowly shook his head, "Jimena must be slipping, to have two of you so unprepared."

Imy inhaled, trying to calm her fear, "Even still, I'm a match for one Follower, Immortal or no." She back up, and grabbed the other Daughter's limp arm, "And I'm not going to let you cross her over."

Tymmie let out a barking laugh, that seemed to have more malice than humor, "In case you haven't noticed, Goddess," He said the word as if it were an insult, "Those shadows flickering are shape-shifters joining me."

As he spoke, three shadows circled around the trio, quickly being joined with more and more as the seconds passed.

"Did you honestly think I would be stupid enough to handle three Daughters by myself? Intoxicated or no, I never underestimate to circumstances." A wicked grin crossed his face as he saw Imy's panic grown, "You're outnumbered.

Imy swallowed hard, and looked for a possible escape, but the shadows were increasing in number and they had formed a circle around the three.

Imy tried to summon her teleportation, but the girl she was holding sunk her down like a lead weight. She gritted her teeth and tensed her jaw, putting more thought and power into moving them. She saw her familiar light start to gather around her feet.

Yet, as quickly as her power had been summoned, it fizzled out. The light disappeared as if Imy had blown a fuse, and she collapsed on the ground next to the other Daughter, her head killing her and her exertion causing her remaining energy to dwindle.

Tymmie once again let out a cruel laugh, "Say goodbye to Selene."

Imy gave him one final look of contempt before she slumped back, starting to loose consciousness.

Aria tried to suppress the feelings of panic and anxiety as she followed Riley to the side door of the club. The feeling of bile kept creeping up into her throat and she was beginning to feel as if it were a mistake to come here.

The idea of being a Goddess still hadn't completely reached her. There was no way that three people as diverse as Imy, Riley and herself could be destined to fight an evil entity. No way. Goddesses didn't worry about impressing people, Goddesses didn't get zits, or cramps, or have bad hair days.

There was no way in the word that Aria was a Goddess.

Yet on the other side of her psyche, a part of her argued that it was true. How else would she have been able to heal her brother's arm? If it wasn't for healing, why had she never gotten sick, or seriously injured? Ever.

The driving feeling that Riley and Imy would need her wouldn't leave her alone, she may not like either of them, but to leave them at almost certain doom wasn't even humane.

Her palms began to sweat profusely as the pair reached the door. How could the three even hope to pull off a successful fight against Followers? Possibly Immortal Followers. Jimena had told her of the other's gifts, empathy and teleportation. How could such meaningless and useless powers be able to stop the Atrox from crossing over more Followers? The real answer was that it couldn't. They were all new at the game, and despite the brave façade Riley and Imy were holding up, they all knew they had no chance.

"Would you mind keeping your doubts to yourself?" Gritted Riley, breaking Aria from her thoughts. "Honestly, I have enough emotions to concern myself with."

Aria sent Riley a death glare, "Would you mind not interrupting someone when they're thinking?"

Riley heaved an exasperated sigh, "Look, your constant worrying is really trying my patience." She narrowed her eyes at her, "I have enough on my plate without having to add your troubles to mine."

Aria was about to retort when she looked at Riley and saw her earnest. Her eyes portrayed a fear and doubt that looked like it could easily match Aria's, she exhaled, "I'll try to quiet down."

Riley seemed shocked for a moment at Aria's sudden truce, "Thanks." She muttered.

The two reached the door and stood outside of it for a moment, each trying to calm the nerves and jitters. "Ready?" Asked Aria, placing a hand on the doorknob.

Riley responded with a curt nod, and Aria pushed open the door.

The first thing that reached Aria's eyes was the torrent of shadows circling around three figures.

One of them was obviously Imy, but she looked as if she had passed out, lying pathetically against the brick wall of the club.

The other was the blond Follower that Aria had encountered the night that she and Ian had gone to the RockOut, and the third was-

"Tessa?" Exclaimed Aria in surprise.

Dun Dun Dun! I bet you weren't expecting that weren't you? Oh, you were? Well, ok then.

I read book 12, loved it! It got me liking Tianna of all people. And trust me, I hated Tianna. It's half restored my trust in Lynne after the ending to book 11. I highly recommend you get to a library or bookstore and read it!

Anyways,

Next Up: Prt V: Battle Chapter III: Aide

Reviewers:

CC: I read it too! Good God, pure brilliance! Lol, I even liked Tianna in it, and she's been my sworn enemy ever since she joined the series. Jimena was rather annoying in that book, wasn't she? She's always been my 3rd favorite Goddess (Catty, Serena, Jimena, Tianna, Vanessa) but she really irritated me in this book for some reason, she kept acting like the Oracle from The Matrix. It was a wee unnerving.

BadLilMe: lol yep short indeed. Sorry, but writer's block had been evil........eviiiiillllllll....... Cassandra's story of her being reaccepted into the Atrox won't be coming out until Riley's book. (lol yes I have plans for more books, this one's nearly over, and the next one is going to be called Night's Children: Nox Noctis. Just in case you wanted to know : ) ) I'm glad you're liking the story : )

TroubleMakerQueen: lol it is that bad if you were as attached to Catty and Chris like I was. Catty's always been my favorite Goddess, and Catty was nowhere to be found in book 11. She just wasn't acting like herself, if you ask me. I would probably like SOTD loads better if they hadn't killed Chris off to get Kyle introduced. Sigh. That just depressed me so much. Thank you for reading : )

Toodles y'all

!nym!